Celestial.

Looking at the moon, the fairy mountain is moist and auspicious, steep and steep, and the Lingmeng Waterfall on the cliff flows straight down.

The abundant aura around gathers and turns into colorful faint clouds and mist, and those who cultivate immortals can't resist the erosion of the aura at all, and it is difficult to get close.

Ji Yong released a meteor shower, which was a signal to attract people to come to practice illusions, but the immortals in the Tongtian Immortal Sect who could go up to the end of the moon were probably the ones he knew.

He estimated that no one could get up, and he pinched the talisman to make a circular cyclone, and poured the white moonlight on the ground into it, making a vivid little bright moon, and when he let go of his hand, he flew to the top of his sister's head, and the light and clear light reflected the face of Shaohua, which could be used in the painting.

The brother and sister played against each other under the moon to kill time, waiting for a long time, and unconsciously Ji Yong's chess strength was slightly inferior, and no one could break the spiritual barrier for a while, he was quite unwilling to be frustrated as a brother, and his fall became slower and slower.

At this time, a purple-robed immortal floated up to the top of the cliff, although his clothes and hair were quite damp by the waterfall beads splashing jade, and he looked a little embarrassed, but when he rescued Ji Yong from the endgame, he inevitably looked at him with a little compassion and tolerance.

"Don't come to the East China Sea, don't be harmed. Ji Yong asked.

"This waterfall is really hard to climb. Although his clothes were wet, Xuan Rong was very calm.

"You cast an illusion to show me. ”

The first master of the fairy world was a little dazed, and he couldn't think of any illusion that could be used for a while.

The girl next to Ji Yong didn't know who it was, her face was very ordinary, Xuan Rong looked at the cold moon lamp suspended above her head, and thought about it, so she hurriedly drew a gourd and made a round of cold moon lanterns.

Ji Yong looked at it, nodded and hummed.

As soon as the long sleeves were raised, a white silver bridge was conjured up and reached the Moon Palace. He strolled along the bridge with his sister's hand.

Xuan Rong followed, and the bridge disappeared as it went, but it couldn't go anywhere.

When I arrived at the Guanghan Hall of the Moon Palace, I saw a huge laurel tree from a distance, a group of graceful white-clothed fairies singing and dancing in front of the palace, and there were musicians holding strange-shaped musical instruments.

The tune was full of breath, and Xuan Rong could listen to it attentively, and he didn't realize that he closed his eyes and enjoyed it quietly.

At the end of the song, I heard the whirring wind in my ears, and when I opened my eyes again, I was already standing on the moon again.

He was a little confused, and he stopped talking, but finally asked: "These are in that corner of the Heavenly Court, Sister Chang'e's place I often visit, but I have never seen this place. ”

Ji Yong's face was calm, and he replied: "When the fake is true, the truth is also false." What the eye sees is not necessarily true, and what is not seen is not necessarily false. ”

Xuan Rong really didn't understand what kind of computer room he was playing, so he pretended to have an understanding, shook the water on his clothes, and said another topic: "The song is really good, I don't know who made it." ”

It's a mallet, Ji Yong didn't say anything, and said with a smile: "The composer is the young sect master Hu Bugui." ”

When Hu Bu returned, Xuanyuan Xiao was stunned, turned around and walked away quietly.

She knew that her brother was hinting at Xuanrong's identity, and she also knew that she hadn't seen her for so long, and she was a little not generous.

The flower path in front of you is deep, its fragrant veins, take a few steps, and the outline of the house of the garden will appear among the flowers and trees.

It is very inappropriate to name the two gardens at will, but the layout in the garden is extremely ingenious, a flower and a world, a mustard and a Sumeru, with a small view, ethereal, like a fantasy is true.

Ji Yong is accustomed to taking a piece of daily household magic as a servant, so it may be that the gardener who transplants camellia in the corner is about a watering can, and the rough maid who sprinkles and sweeps fallen leaves in the courtyard is really a duster, and a beautiful maid or a ropa who gets up in the morning to change clothes for him.

Only the children in the kitchen are a little special, this is Mo Heng's handiwork, its craftsmanship is cumbersome and complex, the spells required are complex and profound, and the Eight Desolations and Six Realms are the only ones with no semicolon.

It was Mo Heng who carefully used the fine copper machine spring to create a child-shaped puppet, with the spirit of flowers and trees as the heart, and after becoming a couple, he gave it to Hu Bugui, and it was in the hands of Xuanyuan Xiaoshen before it was hot.

Mo Heng has always been in charge of Qingqiu business, and another hobby is to cook in his spare time, but he has too little spare time, and accidentally made this ink boy out to wash, cut and cook for him, and he has three or four points of skill in cooking.

At this moment, Xuanyuan Xiaoshen tapped on the door of the ink boy's head three times, and instructed, "Make some supper." ”

The little ink boy was very agile and prepared to go.

Xuanyuan Xiaoshen took care of herself, and went back to the Yulin Pavilion where she had always lived in Yiyuan, and saw that the pillows were all newly changed, and the new purple clothes woven from Chinese silk were hung on the hanger, and the color of the clothes on Xuanrong's body was exactly the same, and she was a little upset, so she ripped it off and threw it into the closet.

Shao poured supper and sent it at night, it was a bowl of lotus root sweet soup, the taste was sweet but not greasy, Xuanyuan Xiaoshen ate it to his heart's content, scattered his hair, took a copy of Qingqiu and bought it back, and didn't look at a word for a long time, only thinking about when Hu Bu would come back.

She is a delicate person, how could she not see that when Ji Yong and Hu Bugui took care of her, there was occasionally a melancholy between her eyebrows that could not be hidden, and she was dizzy from time to time, which also reminded her that her soul was inevitably damaged.

It's just that no matter how much she recalls, she still can't remember why her soul is damaged.

I went through all the spells I knew in my life, tossing and turning, and finally remembered that there was something that could solve my doubts.

The reincarnation mirror that eats ash in the blue sea and blue sky of the Queen Mother of the West, although it has long lost its efficacy, but it may not be useless to repair it with the things in the Xuanyuan Fantasy Realm.

It just so happened that I could take advantage of the Queen Mother of the West's birthday to mix in recently, and I could just use the reincarnation mirror.

She thought about it again and again, her fingers slowly stroked the Yuan Shen pendant on her chest, and before she knew it, she loosened her will and fell asleep sweetly.

This sleep, a good dream is long, and unconsciously swim to a long street of Chinese lanterns, and the fish and dragons are flying.

This scene was the first time she bumped into Hu Bu Return.

Guessed many lantern riddles, and exchanged the lottery money for the pie that people lined up on the street to buy, and she remembered that the name of the cake was difficult to remember, even the steamed roe deer piso cake.

I can barely read it in one breath, but the taste is excellent, and I only know that it is made of roe deer meat.

In a dream, her thoughts were empty and trance-like, and she only knew that all the joys in front of her were familiar, as if she had seen them herself.

I always felt that where I could find the young Hu Bu Return, but I searched the whole street, and finally remembered that I followed the cook to the back kitchen of King Ning's Mansion, and found a jar that was his incarnation at that time.

Finally found the right path, the dream picture suddenly fell into a fog, and when I looked at it again, it was a strangely decorated, dim room, and now Hu Bugui hugged a girl beside him, and the two sat against the wall.

The girl looked up at Hu Bugui from time to time, stretched out her hand to write in his palm, and her face was full of admiration and trust.

Xuanyuan Xiaoshen had never seen the clothes in the mortal world, and only felt that Hu Bugui's tight T-shirt and ripped jeans were bedclothes, and the girl he was holding was even more unclothed, snuggling up to Hu Bugui's side tightly, stretching out his slender hand from time to time to write in his palm, showing that the two were extremely intimate.

At this scene, she blushed uncontrollably, and her cheeks were extremely hot for a while.

Lips twitched.

Xuanyuan Xiaoshen's eyes involuntarily looked at Hu Bugui and the woman, his heart was very curious, and his eyes wandered between whether he seemed to see or not.

Could it be that these two people did something?

Between thoughts.

She frowned suddenly, as if she had discovered something, Hu Bugui and the woman were not as unbearable as she imagined.

The two seemed to be listening to something.

Especially the woman, who listened to the movements very obviously, but she looked cynical and indifferent.

This made Xuanyuan Xiaoshen interested, his eyes no longer dodged, and he looked at the two people in the dim room with a curious look.

"Girl, girl, did you have a nightmare? Why did you fall asleep by the bed?" It was Mrs. Bai who spoke, she was now a maid in Ji Yong's mansion, and when she saw that the door of Xuanyuan's small sinking room was open, she was sleeping very unsteadily, so she quickly pushed her up.

Xuanyuan Xiao woke up and was silent.

Madame Bai felt that she was unhappy, so she tried to ask, "The young master's guest has already left, why don't the girls go out to play?"

Xuanyuan Xiaoshen shook her head, since those fairies with ulterior motives intentionally or unintentionally linked her with Xuanrong, she was worried that Hu Bugui would misunderstand and avoid suspicion, and she had always refused to look at Xuanrong fairly.

And the scene in the dream just now made her feel that the secret hidden in Hu Bugui's body was even more unknown.

However, Madame Bai's next sentence made her speechless: "The girl wants to eat new dishes recently, I heard them say that they want to eat on the water, why don't you go out and ask what it is?"

How delicious am I to get this reputation, Xuanyuan Xiaoshen, who was originally sullen, was amused by her.

picked up the mint water and rinsed her mouth, the sound snail on her waist flashed purple, and she held it to her ear and heard her brother say: "Shen'er, go to bed later, and I'll bring some food back to you later." ”

Xuanyuan Xiaoshen was about to say no, but after thinking about it, he said again: "Take me with you." ”

Make a boat with a huge clams shell, and row with the girl to stay in the fairy lake.

The several dishes that Xuanrong has prepared on the clam are still steaming, peach blossom mandarin fish, peach blossom meat, peach blossom cake, peach blossom porridge, pink and tender water is given to girls to eat.

Ji Yong remained unchanged, Xuanyuan Xiaoshen was about to raise his chopsticks, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and said, "Brother, you can eat too." ”

Ji Yong smiled faintly and took a few chopsticks and said, "I think you should like to eat." ”

This Xuanrong actually remembered what flavor my sister liked, but she sent it to me on purpose.

Xuanyuan Xiaoshen just came to relax, she touched the jade pendant that Hu Bugui sent, and didn't know how to talk to her brother about it.

"Brother, do you have a favorite fairy?"

"You have a favorite god, right?"

Xuanyuan lowered her mouth and looked at her brother depressedly, it was really impossible to play with this kind of person who could see through other people's minds at a glance.

That little appearance is very cute, Ji Yong reached out and pinched his sister's face, and smiled: "Tell me when you want to." ”

There was a faint ethereal woman chanting on the lake,

There is also a flute sound that is harmonious, mournful and melodious.

Brother and sister listened quietly together, and the music reverberated in the heart, as if someone was breaking their hearts and whispering to you in their ears.

Xuanyuan Xiaoshen was sour by the tune, remembering the scene he had just seen in his dream, and blinked to suppress the tears in his starry eyes.

The boat drifted with the tide and gradually drifted to the source of the music.

Ji Yong stretched out his hand and took off the orchid from his sister's sideburns.

Standing on the reef and giving a flute is the East China Sea Jun Xuanrong, and the song is a mussel spirit sitting not far from him.

The mussel spirit was not afraid of life, and when he saw Xiaozhou approaching, he smiled, blessed Xuanyuan Xiaoshen, closed the double shell and slid into the water.

Xuan Rong took the flute and said, "When Yake came to visit, he missed the welcome, and I hope that the two of you will forgive your sins." ”

Ji Yong said with a smile: "If Meng Shuijun doesn't give up on the boat and drink a cup of flower dew together?"

Xuanrong glanced at Xuanyuan Xiaoshen attentively, the girl only tied her black hair with a silver ribbon, wearing a set of apricot yellow fine cotton shirt and skirt, no jewelry, still skin like jade, her face was terrifying, she looked back at him generously, her eyes were not stained, and her smile was shallow.

I can't tell if she deliberately avoided it, and I can't see that she was annoyed by his beauty spectrum.

Then he replied, "It's an honor." ”

Ji Yong was familiar with the rhythm of music, and knew that there was lingering affection in the song he played just now, so he sighed in his heart, so he took off the orchid in his sister's hair.

Speaking of which, the three of them in the same boat are all rich in the world, but there are no happy immortals.

The scraps on the table have been removed, and the crystal cup has been poured with rose dew, and the red and beautiful ones are very beautiful.

Xuan Rong picked up the lamp in front of him and took a sip.

Ji Yong asked, "Is Shui Jun still used to living in Tongtian Immortal Sect these days?"

Xuan Rong replied with a smile: "If you want to ask about the comfort and comfort in the Six Realms, this place should be the first, how can there be a reason not to live in it." ”

I silently added in my heart: Where she is there, it is the scorched earth of the southern wilderness, and she is also willing to eat.

Thinking like this, his eyes fell on Xuanyuan Xiaoshen's face, and he did not hide his appreciation.

Xuanyuan Xiaoshen was uncomfortable by him, stood up and said, "I'm a little sleepy, so I'll leave first." ”

Before leaving, he didn't forget to pull back the orchid in his brother's hand, and stepped on Ji Yong without a trace.

Ji Yong's face did not change and drank another glass of flower dew.

Xuanrong kept watching Xuanyuan Xiaoshen sacrifice the rune paper crane disappear without a trace, and then turned his gaze.

Suddenly felt that he was making a mistake in front of his brother, so he hurriedly took another sip of rose dew, embarrassed to look at Ji Yong.

Ji Yong sighed again, this is a deep affection, but it's a pity that the person in front of him is not thick-skinned, and compared with Hu Bugui, I am afraid there is no hope of winning.

Xuan Rong saw that Ji Yongjiu was silent, so he found a topic and asked, "This year's birthday banquet of the Queen Mother of the West seems to be different from the past?"

Ji Yong replied casually: "Yes, I heard that you can go to the blue sea and blue sky to have a look, and you must go to join in the fun when the time comes." ”

"I haven't seen the young sect master for many days, is he going too?" Xuan Rong asked.

"I don't know about this, I still have the name card I sent him, but I don't know where he has been recently. ”

Hu Bugui, who was remembered by everyone and repeatedly became the center of the whirlpool of the whole topic, was impatiently closing his eyes and pretending to sleep, when he suddenly felt a burst of sour nose, and couldn't help but sneeze loudly.