"The old residence is on the east of Gao, and the left and right are desolate villages. Qiao Road in front of the ridge, Tian Jiayao to the door.

Fun begins to be draped, and the coziness is in the suburbs.

The rest of the mist is swaying, and the new autumn is still dusk.

Climb the foothills of the forest, and divert water to open the spring source.

The crops are tired, and the mulberry hemp is multiplying today.

Fang seeks the reward of the quiet, and even talks with the hidden husband.

Why should the chicken millet be had, I know the respect in my heart. ”

A few crosses were sprinkled to express Jinyan's life posture in the small mountain village of Nakata's family.

Although their place is in a safe corner, but the fertile fields and green waters intersect, and the clouds and fog here are clear, the products are abundant, and the people of the Tian family are at ease. It's not that the people here have to work every day at sunrise and rest at sunset. It is only in season that the plant is planted and the ripe crop is harvested. Then the time can be arranged at will, of course, there will be all kinds of wine banquets, family and friends to visit each other.

Today, Jin Yan changed into a short brown fur coat, carried a bamboo hat around his waist, and also carried a pair of soft crocodile shoes under his feet. This dress is to go to the Linzhang River with Father Jin to net fish.

Seven or eight miles southeast of their small village, there is a river about 500 meters wide and as deep as more than 10 meters, called Linzhang River. As for why it was named. He is not very clear, and the old people in the village also have various legends about his origin. However, the name of this river called Linzhang River is the same meaning that everyone insists on. ！

This Linzhang River is not the private property of everyone in the village, and everyone in the village has the right to enjoy it, and of course has the obligation to care for it. There are a lot of fish here, but you can't always catch them in the net. It is only in summer and autumn when the fish are fat and fat, and as for the spring and east, when the fish spawn and hatch eggs. And even in the summer, there are several fish and turtles that do not enter the sewage pond, so there are fish and turtles that do not eat all of them.

At this time, it is the end of summer and the beginning of autumn, and the fish and turtles in the Linzhang River are in full swing. The bamboo boat on the Linzhang River is zero, and there are more than a dozen wooden boats. There were familiar faces on the boat, they were talking and laughing, and when they saw Jinyan's father and two people coming, they greeted each other, and everything was the same.

Time flies, summer has gone a long way, and autumn is about to say goodbye. It's the season of harvesting wheat again, and the men, women, and children of the family, as well as the neighbors, will help each other to harvest the ripe grain in time.

One side of the water and soil raises one person, and ten miles are also a country sound. Although this small mountain village has a small number of people, only forty or fifty households, it also has its own nostalgia. And the customs and festivals here are the music of these people's customs.

Before I knew it, in the blink of an eye, five years had passed. He is already a man and a father. Husband and wife are harmonious, family is happy, and children are honored. Everything was so beautiful and he was immersed in it. It's just that there is always an inexplicable grief lingering in his heart, and the faint voice that floats from nowhere pierces his heart. The voice was so familiar, but he couldn't remember it. But that distress will hurt with the sound of this voice.

He unconsciously ascended the ancient pavilion on Beishan Mountain. There is such a year floating in my heart: "The rain is murmuring outside the curtain, and the spring is beautiful." Luo Ji is not tolerant of the five colds. In my dream, I didn't know that I was a guest, and I was greedy for joy. Alone without relying on the column, infinite rivers and mountains, it is easy to see when it is difficult to see. Flowing water and flowers go in spring, heaven and earth. ”

In another split second, the white clouds and dogs passed through the gap like a white horse. Fifty years have passed, and at this time, Jin Yan has gray hair, and there is no fresh clothes and angry horses of the year. Jin's father and mother have been buried for many years. The great-grandson was also seen from the son in the house.

At that time, the pure girl with picturesque eyebrows with skin better than snow - Jinyun was also white like snow at this time, and her body was rickety.

Jin Yan realized the despicable love of the twilight West Mountain. The sunset is infinitely good, just near dusk. Although he was a little sad, he was able to accept the rules of life. Because there is also her here - Jinyun. So even death is not such a terrible and painful thing.

He seems to have accepted fate's arrangement, waiting for death to take him away from his old age.

This year, he was sick, and his children and grandchildren were still around him on the bed, and he didn't want to close his tired eyes, which was his lover - Jinyun. He was reluctant, but he was also satisfied. In this life, he can be with her until Bai Shou, and he believes that after his death, she will also go with him. When life is different, after death is the same acupuncture, if there is an afterlife, continue the front edge. The days are long and the days are endless, and this love lasts forever. How much he wants to struggle and struggle against fate! But he has become accustomed to the rules of life, and a habit will become a part of a person's body with him throughout his life.

Outside the dream world, Gu Youlan was still frantically and eagerly looking for Jinyan's traces. The feeling of uneasiness in her heart kept circling, and the voice transmission Yujian, who had been appealing, did not reply. In fact, when this sound-transmitting jade slip is opened by the legal ban, it will lose all the spatial energy in the jade slip as long as it takes an hour. This kind of energy can only be produced by the same sound transmission jade slip.

The little black muntjac was like a black lightning bolt, streaking through the dark and dead Dragon Valley. It kept moving in front of Gu Youlan, and she could only follow it curiously. She didn't know if it would be able to lead her to Jinyan's traces, but the little black muntjac had become her current lifeline, and once she caught it, it wouldn't be so easy to let go.

This little black muntjac seemed to be very familiar with this Dark Dragon Valley, and Gu Youlan did not encounter any danger with it along the way. This surprised her a little, but the mood was quickly overwhelmed by the majestic worry.

"Little Black Muntjac, where is Jin Yan, have you found him!" Gu Youlan asked eagerly after Little Black Muntjac.

The little black muntjac didn't respond to her, just kept running in front of her.

Gu Youlan has been following it for two days and two nights, and her heart keeps sinking, as if she is laughing at herself and mixed with powerlessness and anxiety, and says, "I don't know, what's wrong! I ran out with you stupidly, you are just a little demon beast without even a trace of spiritual power, how can you find him!" But she still followed behind the little black muntjac, hiding a hopeless luck in her heart, "What if?" It was this fluke thought that made her follow it all the time.

When he finally came to a place, the little black muntjac stopped.

I saw a white snow of ice crystals in front of me, and I hadn't approached it yet. The chill that penetrated the soul came to his body without a breath.

Gu Youlan was also surprised, she was already in the realm of the Great Perfection of the Heavenly Spirit, and her divine soul had also reached the realm of refining the Ninefold Spirit. There is no doubt that this cold snow and ice should be resisted. However, this piece of snow can even affect people's souls, which shows the extraordinary. Besides, this piece of snow appears so suddenly, there must be a demon when something goes wrong!

However, there is a white snow here, and it is still snowy.

In fact, this place is indeed the place that Jin Yan came to before, but Gu Youlan still doesn't know about it. Moreover, the ice crystal snow cave here before was nowhere to be found, and even the two ice crystal dragon pillars outside could not be seen.

Gu Youlan seemed a little quieter after seeing the little black muntjac coming here, and the little black muntjac at this time looked particularly cute and charming. Against the background of the snow, the color of its coat looks more shiny and silky. The round and fluffy little fur, the big blue eyes, and the two erected green pink ears make people see the furry horns under the ears. If it were usual, Gu Youlan would definitely love it, but now. Alas, her heart was full of Jinyan's safety.

"Where are you, Jinyan, don't be fine! There will be no problem, even the desperate necromantic abyss, you can take me out, not to mention this ......" Gu Youlan kept hinting to herself in her heart, but the anxiety in her heart did not decrease but increased. The bright and clear eyes also lingered at this time, a trace of sorrow. Standing alone in the ice and snow, he seems so lonely and helpless.

The ice and snow are still unleashing its cold with such impunity, and there are stories that belong to it outside the Valley of the Dark Dragon. No one cares what is going on here, and no one knows that there is a girl here, and she weeps in her heart, for the man she loves......