Move lightly, turn to Zhu Pavilion, it should be such a mood, revisit the old place, and set foot in this thousand-year-old attic that started in the hands of scholars and ended in the hands of Mu Ningshuang.

This should be the third time to enter this pavilion, the first time, witnessed Mu Ningshuang's bestiality, full of fear and anger, the second time is that the soul pierced to a thousand years ago, followed the scholar, that is, Yu Nian into the newly renovated attic, and spent a good time with him......

She didn't know what Mu Ningshuang was thinking, she gave up her eldest lady's boudoir and lived in this particularly less populated attic, maybe because of the scholar, hoping that he would see that he had been like him for a thousand years, neither human nor ghost, and was tortured, and hoped that he could hate himself a little less......

But she pushed away the room full of tattered patterned cheongsams, looked at the scattered and miserable floor, and felt that she was not worthy of sympathy at all.

Carry them one by one to the open space in front of the attic, and then bring down the dozens of pieces hanging in Mu Ningshuang's wardrobe, so that they can see the light of day again.

The eyes are full of enchanting and gorgeous patterned cheongsams, they were all born to be human, but now they have become decorative embroidery, how tragic.

Bai Zhi bent down, bowed deeply to them, and took out the folding fan from her arms, just asking for a clear conscience, "Mu Ningshuang, who harmed you like this, will eventually die, fall off a deep cliff, and the appearance of death may be more ugly than yours, this folding fan is her mind that has been hidden for thousands of years, representing her only remaining humanity, I will burn it to you, so her corpse, let it be given to Bo Yan, okay?" ”

No one answered, except for Merlin nearby, the freshly blooming leaves sizzling, like a wordless response.

Bai Zhi didn't understand, so she took out the petals of the flower on the other side from her sleeve, which were pieces of paper that people secretly stuffed into her sleeves, lit them, and threw them into the patterned cheongsam all over the ground.

Just in an instant, the bewitching cheongsam emitted a dazzling firelight, burning fiercely and wantonly under the clear sky and sunshine, and then from the skyrocketing firelight, sparks of various colors bloomed, and the petals bloomed, growing the shadows of young girls, smiling at Bai Zhiwan, and then the stars dissipated in the breeze.

Bai Zhi was stunned, until the fire was completely extinguished and the corners of her mouth were salty, and she realized that she had burst into tears.

Ah, in so many worlds, the only thing she has learned is to shed tears, whether it is pear blossoms with rain, tears flow like a river, a drop in the corner of her eyes, or will not fall, stored in the bottom of her eyes, tears are full of tears...... There is almost nothing she won't, although they are all true feelings, but they can't help crying too much.

vomited like this, and sure enough, the tears faded a lot.

She went back to the attic, found the fine white porcelain, deposited the ashes of the fire into the porcelain, closed the lid, and carried them all to the Merlin.

I found a shovel and a shovel, dug a grave a few zhang deep, put the porcelain filled with the ashes of the cheongsam into it one by one, and the yards were neatly and neatly, and then filled it carefully, and filled it high, and it was a tomb that was still complete.

Pick peach blossom branches and pear blossom branches to make monuments, and the next year will bloom in Meilin with unique beauty.

When everything was done, it was already twilight, and Merlin was blown by the night wind and sang like a sad song, as if to pay tribute to the short flowering life of the maidens.

Bai Zhi finally freed her hand, wiped the sweaty grave, looked at the simple, but sincere grave, and said gently, "May you be a flower for a lifetime and a beautiful life." ”

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Later, Mrs. Mu Yaxue retrieved Mu Ningshuang and Mu Boyan from the bottom of the cliff in the back mountain, with the help of Bai Zhi, a pair of flesh and blood corpses that were hugging until death.

Mrs. Mu had red eyes, pounced on it, and desperately tried to break Mu Ningshuang's hands that were hugging her son, "You demon woman, it's not enough to harm people and spirits, and it is not enough to cause my son to go astray, but also ruin his life......"

But no matter how hard she used all her strength, neither of them could break up, because Mu Boyan used tighter force to hold Mu Ningshuang, who was already hideous, into her arms, and she couldn't wait to be locked in her body.

"Bury them together," Bai Zhi leaned over and helped Mrs. Mu away from the pair of corpses, "No matter how bad it is, no matter how complaining, they are already dead, this look is worse than whipping corpses, so let them get their wish." ”

Mrs. Mu howled unwillingly, "Fulfill her, who will fulfill me?!" ”

"My home, my love, my son, everything for my life is gone, why should she get her wish!"

"If you don't get tired of it," Bai Zhi said, seriously, "this home, I built it with you, and ten years later, we will be a family of three again." ”

"As long as I live, I won't leave you behind, and I will die alone, are you willing?"

Mu Yaxue was stunned, but she cried even more sadly.

Later, this pair of lovers who transcended blood, transcended humanity, were extremely unreasonable, and desperate, finally got their wish and were buried together in the mausoleum of the Mu family.

In this world, only the supreme love cannot be extinguished or humiliated.

And the entire huge Mu Mansion, after Bai Zhi said that they could all leave voluntarily, was mostly empty, leaving only a few old people, who couldn't adapt to the earth-shaking world of flowers outside, and stayed in place.

Also left behind, there are Bai Zhi and Mu Yaxue, Bai Zhi is to keep the ten-year appointment with Yu Nian, Mu Yaxue is more strange.

She obviously has the ability to live a better life in the outside world, but she is willing to stay in the Mu Mansion that is becoming more and more lonely and hides her endless grief, neither for money nor for Bai Zhi's proposal to build a family, but from time to time to talk to Bai Zhi, talking about the endless romance between her and her deceased wife.

The ancestral hall has not been taken care of for a long time, and it is becoming more and more dilapidated, only the tablet of the former head of the family will always be spotless and clean as new, and the only fly in the ointment is that the handwriting has been blurred.

And Bai Zhi crossed the ancient style in the Mu Mansion, read countless ancient books and classics in the study, learned the piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, and played the guzheng very well.

I also fell in love with the spring to see the flowers blooming, listening to the music under the trees in the summer, tasting the fruits in the golden autumn, the favorite winter, wearing a white dress, a black hair like a cloud, sitting in the plum blossom plum forest, picking the white snow on the branches to cook tea, smudging with plum fragrance, waiting for the interval of tea, playing a song of alpine flowing water, or spring snow.

At that time, the only remaining old people in the house would come over enthusiastically, cheer her on, and taste her snow plum tea.

I'm afraid no one would believe that this most expensive high-end and wealthy residential area in the city would have such an isolated painting style.

Lazy to stay at home, Bai Zhi even planted a vegetable garden with an excellent harvest in the yard where she lived, anyway, she loves to be a vegetarian, what to eat, the vegetable garden turns around, and there are ingredients.

But she spent more of her time in the smaller and smaller Feng Shui River in the mountains and forests behind her, facing the stone monument, she would tell her day in every detail, as if Yu Nian was sitting in front of her and listening carefully.

On the last day of the ten-year period, Mu Yaxue suffered a cerebral hemorrhage and died.

Before he died, he took Bai Zhi's hand and asked her to bury herself and her husband together.

No, Bai Zhi had to work hard to bury her.

When she had finished all the funeral from Jane, it was already dark, there were no stars, and the moon was hidden in the clouds.

Before she arrived, her head was dizzy and aching, and she rubbed her temples, thinking that she would hold on a little longer, it was almost there.

But in the next second, she fell backwards, and although the dead branch on the ground was rotten, the sharp end happened to be aimed at the back of her head, and once she fell, she was either half dead or cerebral palsy.

How could it be, the corners of her eyes were sour, and she couldn't help but cry, just one step away, she waited for Yu Nian......

But the limbs are sore, there is nowhere to focus, and this fall is inevitable.

However, when the wind suddenly rose, she fell into the cold and fragrant flowers on the other side, and the bright flower juice stained her all over her body, and the white clothes became a happy robe, and she looked around happily, surrounded by a circle of cute paper people, spinning and jumping on her, and rubbing her face with a thin head, rubbing her heart full of softness.

Then, with a cry of surprise, she was lifted up in the air and flew into the wind deep in the mountains and forests.

But in a moment, the scene changed in front of me, the flowers on the other side of the lacquer fire were overwhelming, illuminating the entire night sky, ordinary old trees in the deep mountains, were embellished with fire trees and silver flowers that would only exist in dreams, and the paper people around her gently put her on the ground, and then changed into a jubilant red paper man, and the small scream of "ho ho ho" in his mouth turned into the joy of blowing gongs and drums.

And her afterglow stood in the faint light of the night, dressed in a wedding dress condensed by blood mist, and her clear eyes seemed to crush the thousands of stars that should have been in the night sky, shining brightly, opening her arms to her, the handsome face made of ice and snow, and laughing, "My bride, long time no see." ”

This time, she finally held back her tears, flew into his arms, hugged him tightly, and wanted to melt into his body.

He hugged her for a long time, coaxed and apologized, until she finally raised her head from his arms, the small pear vortex on her cheeks was as light as a flower, and blamed him, "Are you going to do it all over again?" I didn't prepare anything. ”

"Of course," Yu Nian smiled, "the underworld marriage was in a hurry that night, but I just remembered that you were dressed in a wedding dress, and the beauty looked like a fairy in the painting, so I made up my mind that I must have a complete and romantic re-marriage with you." For this, I have been planning since 10 years ago, and finally the day has come to realize it. ”

"But I didn't prepare anything, and I'm still wearing a white dress," Bai Zhi said helplessly, "It's not appropriate." ”

"Look down at yourself, and you'll know how proper it is."

Bai Zhi bowed her head obediently, and then found that her white dress, which was stained by the flower juice on the other side, gradually became a fiery wedding dress.

First, a cloud of mist floated in the sky, condensed into a piece of crimson silk, draped on her shoulders, and the flowers blooming on the ground, the petals fell, along the trajectory in the air, and fell to Angelica's clothes, and then formed a beautiful and gorgeous petal shape, and some petals were like self-sewing cloth, forming a red hijab, floating in the air.

And Yu Nian raised his hand slightly, and a petal fell into his slender fingertips, and he handed it to Bai Zhi's lips, "Sip it." ”