Seeing Lin Jing at sunset, the wind knows the valley.

The sunlight poured obliquely through the canopy of the trees, and she saw the wide sleeves of the wide clothes that gradually appeared behind the bamboo door under the pale golden afterglow of the sunset.

The breeze came slowly, but I saw that the man was dressed in a plain and elegant pure linen clothes, with a warm color like the sun, and his clothes were flying, and he was as rich as jade.

But just a cold figure, indescribably ethereal and dusty, quiet as water, like a piece of flawless jade cast into a jade figure, even if standing there quietly, it is also elegant and handsome, with unique charm, giving people a noble Tsinghua feeling.

The bamboo leaves are rustling, the dark fragrance is floating, the long robe is trampling, and the man turns around and walks through the corridor in front of the house, strolling through the forest, which is as beautiful as poetry. The long back of the beautiful man gradually disappeared into the bamboo forest, and the wind passed through the bamboo branches low, looking at the green clothes.

Epilo withdrew her gaze and turned to look at Kotani. If she was not mistaken, the ethereal Mai Witch Fairy directly ignored herself and walked to the bamboo forest. Moreover, not only did the man never look at her, but he even wore a hood.

Whoever wears a hat in front of his house, this man is simply sick!

Wait, she suddenly thought of something, and couldn't help but ask the child, "Are you blind as an immortal?" ”

Thinking of the men in the tomb whose eyes had been gouged out, she subconsciously deduced such a terrifying conclusion.

The child rarely showed a relatively hard expression, but she clearly saw in the other party's eyes that she was despised by a little child.

"The immortal master's eyes are more beautiful than the cold pool water, my sister is so annoying when she speaks, no wonder the immortal master hates you."

What, how did she offend two ancestors, one big and one small, with just one cup of tea.

"Little brother, my sister will make you a sugar gourd to eat later." Tan Luo took out the ability to coax the child and boasted, "As long as you are willing to be obedient, I will make you such a long rock sugar gourd." ”

After that, he also gestured twice with his hand.

Xiao Gu has not been out of the valley for five years, so he naturally doesn't know: "What is a sugar gourd?" ”

Tan Di patiently explained slowly: "It is to skewer the hawthorn with bamboo skewers and dip it in maltose syrup, which tastes sour and sweet." ”

"Okay, my sister can talk to count?"

"Of course you count!" A certain woman swore an oath, "But from now on, you have to listen to my instructions." First of all, let me ask you, where did Mai Wuxian slip away? ”

While Xiao Gu was full of thoughts about eating, he remembered that the immortal master had taught children not to lie, so he said with sincerity: "Every day, the immortal master will go to bathe and cleanse himself. ”

"Good." Tan Luo was very satisfied with such a good child, and touched his head to show his reward.

Since I decided to stay for a while, the first thing to solve was of course, accommodation. She weighed the distance in front of the bamboo hut and began to cut down the bamboo to build the house.

When Yan Bo returned to the house, he saw a woman squatting on the ground, busy with her work. He looked at the other party's back and was slightly stunned, unable to imagine that this woman was not only persistent, but also difficult.

He stepped into the bamboo hut and sat down in front of the window, and through the white screen lattice, he could vaguely see that the bamboo house opposite was beginning to take shape. He has always been indifferent, and he actually gave birth to a trace of touch, this woman is looking for a doctor for her sweetheart, but how can she be resurrected after death, she is really an idiot.

Yan Bo looked back in an instant, and let out a faint sigh, how could he not be like this.

Back then, the Broken Dragon Terrace, Fu Demon Yuan, after he was rescued by the goddess Chen Ge, he fell into reincarnation. In the past 10,000 years, how many times he has been reincarnated, and he has different lives and memories, he has long forgotten on the other side of Huangquan. Only the oath made with the demon in the heart was seared into the soul and remembered in the heart.

Eternal life and eternity, he will eventually find Chen Ge to repay his kindness.

For this reason, he began a long and painstaking search, in order not to let the Emperor of Heaven notice, he even trekked through mountains and rivers with a mortal body, drifting across the ocean. However, mortals have a short lifespan, and eventually turn into a handful of dust and fall on the way.

He has been lonely for 10,000 years, and he has searched for 10,000 years.

Everywhere he went, he would release the Prison Butterflies, and if he found a trace, the Prison Butterflies would return to lead the way. Day after day, year after year, never ending.

I still remember that in the last life, he left his hometown under the incomprehensible eyes of others and embarked on a long road. On that day, the clouds were low and the waves were raging, and he and his fishermen were swept into the deep sea by the waves of the hurricane and died in the belly of the fish.

He hated his weakness, so even if he found Chen Ge, what could he do!

The resentment does not go away, and it eventually becomes a persistence.

When he regained consciousness again, he became a terrifying lone star, and his parents died when he was still an infant.

"Patriarch, this boy can't be kept, it's better to burn it with a strange fire and cut the grass and eradicate the roots!"

"No, the Heavenly Demon Blue Pupil is the abandoned son of God, slaughtered in private, it will bring disaster from heaven, and when he is older, he will be thrown to the Valley of Death to fend for himself."

After several tosses, he was raised by an old man in the witch doctor clan. Ten years later, he came to the Kunlun Ruins Death Valley, and unexpectedly found that it was full of aura and suitable for cultivation.

Decades passed in a flash, and he took the cultivated prison butterfly to the top of Kunlun Ruins, laid a formation on the edge of the cirque, and after several attempts, he finally succeeded in opening the fairy realm. The prison butterflies brought by him died one after another in the long search, and he returned to the human world in vain.

When he learned that there was an organization in the human world called Weiyang Palace that was not only engaged in assassination business, but also good at gathering intelligence, he began to develop drugs and exchange information. The killers of Weiyang Palace are all over the place, they use prison butterflies to find people for Yan Bo, and he prepares poison for Weiyang Palace.

Although the descendants of the ancestor have a lifespan of 300 years, although they do not live forever and do not grow old, but now he only has 50 years left, and the next life may be even more difficult.

Yan Bo's eyes were blank, looking out the window at the faint moon rising from the sky, and there was no movement outside.

The bamboo door suddenly opened, and Xiao Gu seemed to be sleepy, and walked into the inner room to rest.

In the dead of night, the wind and grass outside the window were exceptionally clear. There were a few wolf howls in the woods, Yan Bo sat up in shock, and in the darkness, he remembered for a moment that the girl was sleeping alone outside, and he would be terrified.

He hurriedly put on a coat, pushed open the door, the moonlight was soft like water, and the bamboo house was suddenly stained with a layer of hoarfrost.

The man walked out softly, the crescent moon like an emei, and a simple hut bathed in moonlight. Through the open doors and windows, he saw the girl lying in her clothes, and from her back, she slept very soundly.

It seemed that he was overthinking, and he smiled lightly, raised his hand to pinch the trick, and held up an enchantment in front of the hut.

After doing all this quietly, Yan Bo turned around and went back to the room, and inside the house, Xiao Gu stood in front of the couch with sleepy eyes, and wondered: "Is the immortal master going to see Sister Tan?" ”

Yan Bo was silent, but took off his robe.

"The immortal master has always been kind-hearted, why is he unwilling to come to the rescue?"

The man paused, and in the dark night, a pair of blue eyes flashed: "People can't be resurrected after death, don't be obsessed, Xiao Gu, tomorrow you will be punished to transcribe the "Yellow Emperor's Inner Canon!" ”

"Kotani knows it's wrong."

"Go to sleep"

At dawn the next day, the first thing Tan Luo did when she woke up was to block the witch fairy.

She found the bamboo house, saw that the door was empty, and called softly: "Wu Xian-"

"The immortal master is dispensing medicine in the pharmacy, and he has explained that no one is allowed to interfere." Kotani looked up from the desk and stated earnestly.

Anyone? There were only three people in the valley, and she was obviously talking about herself.

"And when will he come back?" Tan Luo simply stepped into the room and looked around.

"Immortal masters usually stay closed all day in the pharmacy and only return to the house after dark."

"And what does he like the most, and what does he hate the most?" Well, knowing oneself and knowing one's opponent is the only way to survive a hundred battles.

Xiao Gu frowned and pondered, and said with an old face: "Immortal Master, he likes purity the most, hates nagging the most, and he dislikes a long-winded woman like his sister the most." ”

"This baby, you are too honest to speak.

While pacing back and forth in the bamboo house, Tan Luo looked around, and saw that the house was so simple that it could be described as a house with four walls, and she had an idea.

A few hours later, Yan Bo returned to the bamboo house, and before he entered the door, he smelled the faint fragrance of flowers lingering in the wind, which was fragrant and fragrant.

He looked at the various flowers decorated in the room, his brows twitched, and his eyes, which had always been calm as water, rippled.

"Kotani!"

"Immortal Master—" Xiao Gu immediately walked closer, with a smile on his innocent face, "Are these flowers pretty?" ”

"You did all this?"

"No, it's Sister Tan Luo, she's dressed up for an afternoon."

The man's face was instantly gloomy, revealing anger, these flowers were planted to raise prison butterflies, and he took care of them every day, and in just half a day, he let the woman spoil them all.

Xiao Gu saw that the immortal master's gentle eyes were full of anger, and over the years, the man's heart was indifferent, and there was no sadness or joy. Seeing him angry with him for the first time, Xiao Gu couldn't help but be stunned, and tears flowed straight down.

Yan Bo lowered his eyes and stared at the child he was bringing up, and his heart couldn't help but soften a little, and he coaxed gently: "That's it, I can't blame others for this matter, it's all fate." ”

He turned around indifferently and left alone.

"Immortal Master, where are you going?"

"Flower Garden"

For several days in a row, Tan Luo stayed outside the bamboo house day and night, and still did not see half a ghost of Mai Wuxian. Her makeshift cottage became more and more exquisite, with tables, chairs, beds, spiral staircase corridors, and in her spare time, she began to tinker with carvings.

After all, one day, she couldn't sit still anymore, pinched Xiao Gu's face and threatened: "Your bullshit immortal master is either a flower garden or a pharmacy, and you can't even see a ghost!" ”

"When the immortal master got up, my sister was still sleeping soundly in the house, and when the immortal master returned to the room, my sister was still sleeping soundly in the house, how could I see it." Xiao Gu said.

Tan Luo attributed these problems to the fact that the man was elusive, otherwise she would not have been able to see each other if she had only slept six hours a day.

"Then let me ask you, where has he been today, and when will he return?"

Xiao Gu rubbed his red face, looked into the distance, and shouted happily: "Immortal Master-"

Tan Luo looked back in response, but saw that the green mountains were surrounded by green water, the grass and trees were verdant, and a man stepped on the water, and his linen clothes were clean and not stained. Behind him, there were countless flying ink butterflies.

The extreme black and white echo each other, outlining elegant colors in the flowery valley, and it would be great if you could ignore the beautiful hat on a man's head.