Between the misty sea and the sky, with the sound of the flute, there is a big fish.

The fish was as big as a boat, and its body rose and fell in the waves, passing like a shuttle.

On the back of the fish sat a man in a feather coat, with wide sleeves and fluttering clothes, as if he was a fairy, descending from the sky.

The fish didn't seem to be swimming fast, but in the blink of an eye it was no more than a foot away from them.

Everyone on the boat could see clearly, the man on the back of the fish had long silver hair, and his face was beautiful, even his drooping eyelashes were silver, as if shining with starlight.

He was holding a horizontal flute with both hands and was playing leisurely.

The wonderful flute sound that made people want to die and forget life and death sounded from his fingers.

"Help, help!" The people on the boat waved their hands desperately at him as if they had seen a savior, and some even took off their coats and waved them vigorously.

The silver-haired man, however, just bowed his head and played his flute, his long eyelashes drooping slightly, and rode past the side of their boat on a large fish.

It was as if nothing had been seen or heard.

"Hey, hey, stop, stop!" Jian Qi chased the figure of the big fish, from the bow to the stern.

I didn't care about it, and half of my body was soaked in water.

The big fish paused slightly, turned around, and the head of the fish was facing him.

The man on the back of the fish also faced him.

Jian Qi was ecstatic for a while, and hurriedly shouted: "Fairy, fairy! The ship is sinking, please save us quickly!"

The man pressed the fingers of the flute and paused, and the sound of the flute stopped.

He hung his head slightly, his eyelashes drooping, "Why are you struggling, isn't it nice to slowly sink into the sea with the ship and enjoy the wonderful process of death?"

His voice was like a heavenly sound, more beautiful than the sound of a flute.

Jian Qi was stunned for a moment, and then his face was like ashes.

He opened his mouth and stammered for a long time before stammering: "Live...... Isn't it better to be alive?"

The man shook his head: "Between the heaven and the earth of life, suddenly like a white horse passing through a gap, where can it be compared to death?

His long silver hair swayed gently in the sea breeze: "Floating like a dream, if a dream is not a dream." What is it like to be alive? The so-called floating life is just a big dream, so why do you have to live in a dream? It is not a good thing to wake up from a dream as soon as possible. ”

He put the flute back to his lips and played: "Let me give you a ride with this beautiful flute!"

The big fish wags its tail, turns around, and sails out into the vast sea.

Jian Qi was dumbfounded.

After a few moments, he came back to his senses and shouted, "Hey, you're back!

But the back of the fish and the man faded away.

The sea and the sky were filled with ethereal, death-like flutes again.

"No need to shout, he won't be back!" a person behind him smiled wryly and sighed.

When Jian Qi turned around, he saw Ning Wuyu standing behind him, his whole body was soaked, all the magnolia-colored accessories were attached to his body, and even the hat he usually wore was collapsed by the water, which looked a little funny.

Jian Qiming knew that he shouldn't laugh at this time, but he still couldn't help but laugh out loud.

Ning Wuyu drooped his face, his face was full of droplets of water splashed by the waves, and he looked like he was crying: "People who can still laugh at this time are really heartless." ”

Jian Qi suddenly sighed: "I originally wanted to say how free and easy it is to be able to laugh at this time, but I can't say it." ”

He looked at the back of the big fish and the man on the back of the fish in the waves: "I originally thought that person was sent by God to save us, but who knew that he would not save him when he died." ”

"There are many kinds of death and not rescue," a cold voice came from behind him: "Some people are cruel in their hearts, some people are because they have nothing to do with themselves, and for that person, maybe he really feels from the bottom of his heart that death is a beautiful thing." ”

The voice was as cold as ice, and the only person on this boat who could talk like this was Mo Guiyun.

Jian Qi looked at him with some surprise: "Piano Master, why are you so calm? Aren't you afraid of death?"

Mo Guiyun said lightly: "Maybe I, like him, think that death is a beautiful thing. ”

Jian Qi's mouth opened wide, and he muttered for a while, "Crazy!

Ning Wuyu's eyes lit up: "Do you know that person?"

Mo Guiyun shook his head: "I don't know." ”

The hope in Ning Wuxi's eyes was dashed.

Suddenly heard a person say: "I know!"

He turned his head, but what he saw was Bai Qianyu.

"You...... Know?" He said with some surprise: "White girl, that person seems to be a Dao cultivation body, and at least he has cultivated to the Dao Heart Realm, how can you know him as a mortal?"

Bai Qianyu said firmly: "I know him!"

She paused: "His name is Mu Zixiu, he lives alone in the Gushu Mountain above the Northern Underworld, and he has reached the realm of 'containing light and hiding light, not being bound by the world, unpredictable, and beyond the mortal world', and cultivating to a state far higher than the realm of the Dao heart, and his nature is extremely carefree and carefree. The car he sat on was not an ordinary big fish, but a kun, which could be thousands of miles long. ”

Jian Qi heard this and muttered, "No wonder he doesn't want to pay attention to us, he probably thinks we people are too vulgar." ”

Bai Qianyu said: "I have a way to let him save us." ”

Jian Qi was overjoyed when he heard this: "What way?"

Ning Wuyu sniffed, sneezed, and said, "It's a pity that people have already gone far, and at this moment, I'm afraid that if we call him, he won't be able to hear it." ”

Bai Qianyu turned his head to Mo Guiyun and said, "Xiaomo, I want to ask you for a favor." ”

Mo Guiyun said: "You want me to catch up with him?"

Bai Qianyu nodded: "Among our boatmates, you are probably the only one who is the fastest." ”

Mo Guiyun said: "Okay!"

With a flash of white light in his sleeve, the ice string wire shot out and shot in the direction of the big fish!

Mo Guiyun's white clothes floated, and he just took off, his feet stepped on the ice string silk, moving alternately, like Ling Bo's microstep.

With the movement of his body, the ice string silk stretched forward infinitely, stretching longer and longer, and caught up with the big fish in a moment, Mo Guiyun collected the ice string silk, and a harrier turned over in the air, and landed on the back of the big fish lightly.

Everyone on the boat here watched with bated breath and staring.

I saw Mo Guiyun fall on the back of the fish, clasped his fists with his hands to Mu Zixiu, and saluted politely.

At this time, a group of people had already gathered on the boat, Zhu Yi licked his dry lips, and said: "This piano master, what kind of etiquette is this, directly split it with one palm, split that son Xiu half to death, and obediently drive the big fish back to save us, it is the right reason!"

Chang Sheng sneered: "You haven't heard what the white girl said, Mu Zixiu's cultivation has far surpassed the Dao heart, I'm afraid that he has reached the realm of leaving the body, and he really wants to make a move, don't say it's you, it's our boat, I'm afraid it's not his opponent!"

Zhu Yi's round face suddenly turned red, and he stopped talking.

Everyone watched with trepidation for a long time, and saw that the two of them on the back of the fish had said a few words, and the fish's head finally fell off and swam towards the big boat.

Everyone suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, clapped their hands and cheered, completely ignoring the fact that half of their bodies were immersed in the sea water at this moment.

Ning Wuyu said: "Taoist cultivation is the most ruthless sect, Buddhism also pays attention to saving people, but Taoist cultivation takes collection and destruction as the way, that person is back, whether he wants to save us or not." ”

In a word, like a basin of cold water, it poured cold on everyone's newly heated hearts.

Chang Sheng smiled bitterly: "If the owner of Ning Zhuang doesn't open his mouth, as long as he opens his mouth, the cool words are more ruthless than the wind." ”

Ning Wuyu said: "I don't only have cool words, such as the following sentence. ”

Turning his head to Bai Qianyu, he said: "Mo Guiyun invited Mu Zixiu back, as for whether he can save us, it depends on you, Bai girl." ”

Bai Qianyu nodded silently.

Within a moment, the big fish was passing through the waves, and it was already close to the big boat, and Mo Guiyun fell back into the boat and stood on Bai Qianyu's side.

Bai Qianyu said in a low voice: "What are you doing when you go back to the boat?" That Kun is a divine beast, you can sit on it, and you can ensure that you don't die." ”

Mo Guiyun also said in a low voice: "I have already said that since you don't want to escape alone, I will die with you, and naturally I want to come back." ”

When Bai Qianyu turned his head to look at him, he had already turned his head sideways, as if he hadn't said anything just now.

On top of the big fish, Mu Zixiu held a flute in his hand, sat with his eyes closed, and bowed to Bai Qianyu: "This girl, I heard that you want to discuss life and death with Zaixia?"

Bai Qianyu also replied: "Zixiu Zixiu, spring silkworm spinning, wax moment into ashes, until death." Living in the north for a long time, in the vastness, doesn't a person feel lonely?"

Mu Zixiu was slightly startled, but quickly calmed down: "Does the girl know you?"

Bai Qianyu said: "Although I don't know it, I have been famous for a long time." ”

Mu Zixiu's chin raised slightly: "Zixiu travels freely between heaven and earth, leaving no name in the world, where did the girl hear about it?"

Bai Qianyu said: "From your dream." ”

She looked at him: "Your eyes never open, do you think that everything in the world is just your dream?"

Mu Zixiu smiled slightly.

When he laughed, there was a kind of beauty that turned all beings upside down: "Maybe you think that the world you live in is real, but who knows that all of you, are just living in my dreams, or am I living in your dreams?"

"It's like I dreamed of butterflies, who knows if butterflies dreamed of me, or maybe I'm butterflies, butterflies are me, and we're just another incarnation of each other in dreams?"

"Zixiu dreams of butterflies, butterflies are Zixiu," Bai Qianyu said: "If Zixiu really doesn't care about the life and death of people in the dream, why don't you want to open your eyes and wake up from your dream?"

Mu Zixiu, who was sitting on the big fish, raised his head suddenly when he heard this.