When Mu Shijing opened her sleepy eyes, the warm red candlelight faded in her eyes.

She found that everything around her had changed.

She slept on a padded wooden window, above which was a wooden hexagonal openwork magpie lamp, the pale yellow light illuminated the pattern on the wall, it was a picture of green grass, paper kites flying in the wind to the sacred mountain, colorful petals fluttering in the air, embellishing the shape of the wind.

Mu Shijing propped herself up on the bed, she looked at this beautiful picture scroll stupidly, looked around the whole house along the picture scroll, she saw the delicate wooden beams, saw the hanging lilac veil, the pearl curtain, the gauze screen, the beautiful wooden case, the pen, ink, paper and inkstone are all available, and the Jiaowei qin rests on it, quaint and quiet.

"What kind of dream is this?"

Mu Shijing rubbed her head and fell asleep again, she closed her eyes for a while, urging herself to wake up, but when she opened her eyes again, the picture in front of her did not change at all.

How so?

Mu Shijing looked around blankly, thinking to himself that he had been captured by the dream again?

You have to wake up quickly.

Yes, she remembered, before falling asleep, she had made up her mind to wake up before Lin Shouxi, not only to wake up before him, but also to cook porridge for him, and bring it to him casually, and send him a seemingly practical but implicit ridicule and contempt for condolences!

The fairy of the Chu family is unbearable; The owner of the Daomen building is different from the outside. She wants to prove that she is the real fairy of the Daomen!

When Mu Shijing secretly made a grand wish in his heart, Lin Shouxi walked in with porridge.

Lin Shouxi was dressed in white and tied with long hair, still with a tall posture and a handsome face, and the hard work of the night did not show any fatigue on his face, but made his eyebrows clearer.

When he saw Mu Shijing get up, he was a little surprised and said

"Did you wake up so early? If you are weak, you can sleep a little longer."

Cooked porridge, casual appearance, seemingly practical but implied mocking condolences!

Mu Shijing's heart immediately became clear———— this must be a dream, what people are most worried about, they often dream of something, she must be deep in a dream, and she has not yet been freed!

"What's wrong with you? What are you doing like this? Don't you like this room?" Lin Shouxi said curiously.

Mu Shijing sneered, "You nightmare, Hugh is rampant."

"Nightmare?"

Lin Shouxi was puzzled, and while stirring the hot porridge with a soup spoon, he brought the bowl over.

Mu Shijing looked at each other coldly, his expression was indifferent, and he threw a punch coldly.

Although Lin Shouxi was surprised, he reacted quickly, he dodged this sharp punch on the side of his body, and the porridge in his hand shook, almost overturning.

"What the hell is wrong with you?" Lin Shouxi was even more confused.

"You nightmare, pretending to be innocent is pretending to be vivid, see if I don't beat you back to your original form!"

Mu Shijing clenched his teeth, dragged his soft and tired body up, and showed dazzling boxing techniques to the young man in front of him, Lin Shouxi fought and retreated, and continued to resist Mu Shijing's attack with four or two thousand pounds of palms, and after a crackling fist and elbow exchange, Lin Shouxi was forced to the end of the room.

"If you mess around again, you're welcome." Lin Shouxi warned.

"Don't be cruel."

Mu Shijing didn't back down at all, she said murderously: "This is my dream, I was bullied so badly by you on weekdays, how can I continue to let you bully in my dream?!"

Mu Shijing's knees bent, and her graceful jade legs burst out with amazing bouncing power, she jumped in the air, and a leopard pounced towards Lin Shouxi like a predator, like a thrush.

The results speak for themselves.

Soon, in the warm and beautiful room, a girl's soft humming and begging for mercy were added.

The Daomen saintess knelt on the ground, her hair was messy, her cheeks were red, and the dignified and elegant snow-white Dao skirt wrapped the figure of the young girl, and also covered the bright red palm marks on her buttocks.

"Do you dare to mess around?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"I didn't know it wasn't a dream,

If you set up the room like this while I'm sleeping, a person will wake up and suspect that he is dreaming, right?" Mu Shijing quibbled.

"Huh?"

Lin Shouxi glanced at her.

Mu Shijing lowered his head, twisted his skirt, and said weakly, "Don't dare."

The girl was let go.

Today, this girl who has been practicing martial arts since she was a child is surprisingly delicate and frail, she is lying on the couch, and Lin Shouxi has fed her the porridge in one bite.

"These things...... Did you make it all yourself?" Mu Shijing asked.

"Hmm."

Lin Shouxi nodded and said, "We will live here for a long time, and we will always be in a much happier mood if we decorate the house beautifully.

Mu Shijing knew in his heart that he worked hard to make all this because he actually wanted her to be happy, but she always wanted to pick some thorns, she looked sideways and vertically for a long time, and finally said quietly

"It's really too much, dazzling, illusionary, you dress up here so fancy, who still has the heart to practice?"

Lin Shouxi did not answer.

"Why don't you speak?"

Mu Shijing asked, while looking sideways, but found that Lin Shouxi was meditating, and his true qi had been running for a week, and Lin Shouxi was unaware of her question.

Mu Shijing was a little angry.

She looked at Lin Shouxi's delicate lines, and the anger that had just risen gradually disappeared.

She lay on the couch, looked around the well-furnished house, and when she saw the grizzly bear on the pillow, she couldn't help but purse her lips and smile, "It's so naïve."

She hugged the pillow tightly and kicked her legs gently and rhythmically with pleasure.

When Lin Shouxi opened his eyes, he found that Mu Shijing was rolling around on the couch with the pillow, looking younger than Bai Zhu, and he also smiled and said, "Don't break it, we will live for many years."

"Many years?"

Mu Shijing stopped, blinked his eyes and asked, "So, how many years do you have to refine this pill, three years?" Ten years?"

Lin Shouxi couldn't give a definite answer, but said, "It may take longer."

"Longer or better." Mu Shijing was not distressed, but said a rare love sentence: "It's a big deal, and the sky is old."

Lin Shouxi smiled slightly and blew out the red candle.

"Huh?"

Mu Shijing looked puzzled.

Then, she felt something weigh on her.

Her body was still a little sore, and when she saw this, she couldn't help but get nervous and asked, "Today is also an auspicious day for the zodiac?"

"Today's murderer." Lin Shouxi said.

"That ......"

"I'll ward off evil spirits and eliminate disasters for Miss Mu."

"Shameless!"

"Sister Mu can't do it?"

"I...... I'm afraid you won't be able to!"

I don't know if it's Lin Shouxi's poor craftsmanship, the wooden bed was loosened due to shaking, making a creaking sound, and the quality of the sheet was obviously very poor, and the finger marks scratched by the girl couldn't be flattened for half a day, which made Mu Shijing very distressed.

Of course, she felt more sorry for herself.

It's just that on the first day of her real life in the underground palace, except that she couldn't see the sun, moon and stars, this was no different from the retreat of the monks outside, on the contrary, because Lin Shouxi was by her side, she didn't feel bored.

During the day, they meditate on the Tao and learn martial arts, and at night, they hugged each other and slept to learn martial arts.

After the clouds and rain stopped, she leaned on Lin Shouxi's arms, hugged him gently, and recalled the past together.

If she is still in the Daomen, it should be the middle of summer when the flowers are blooming, she gently closes her eyes, and she can recall the mottled shadows cast by the camphor tree, as well as the vast wind and cicadas, the cicadas that should be noisy seem beautiful and quiet in the memory, she has no great ambitions when she was young, but she knows that she is destined to become the first person in the world.

Thenceforth.

Time flies.

This stone house is not big, but it is warm, and they live all day long

Together, in addition to cultivating, it is nothing more than trivial and interesting things such as quarreling and quarrelling, scrambling and fighting, and Mu Shijing gradually faded away from the initial youth and shyness, and turned into a real little demon girl.

However, the more a little demon girl is, the more pure and lovely her dress becomes.

She often wears a white skirt, snow silk ice stockings, and then ties a beautiful bun with a plain ribbon, pure and well-behaved, she shows her fragrant shoulders and back, adding a touch of color that cannot be ignored to this pure white painting paper, Lin Shouxi has a sense of justice, he has always tamed the demon girl as his own responsibility, so Mu Shijing every time he is charming and teasing, he will bring him to justice.

Of course, more often than not, she is still the arrogant girl in a black dress, only her mouth is unforgiving.

After October, Lin Shouxi painted the grass on the walls a withered yellow and used it to simulate the changes of the seasons.

Mu Shijing also participated in the painting.

She drew five small figures, holding hands in a line, walking together towards the fiery peaks of the maple leaves.

"This is my prophecy." Mu Shijing said.

"Uh-huh......

Lin Shouxi looked at it for a while and commented, "Will people draw a little less?"

The smile on Mu Shijing's face froze, and he rushed towards Lin Shouxi fiercely.

These days, this little demon girl is also becoming more and more indulgent.

It's like when they return to Jiuming Valley, they often play different identities.

However, unlike the unpredictable role in Jiuming Valley, this time, Mu Shijing not only has a clear plan, but even writes it down on paper as a script for the performance.

Today, Mu Shijing is creating at the desk again.

When she creates, her expression is very focused, as if under that feather pen, a stunning work will be born at any time.

After Lin Shouxi finished his day's tuning practice, he also leaned over to take a look.

But see what the paper reads:

"The night is dark and the wind is high, the cold clouds are closed and the moon is closed, the purple thunder is rolling on Wudang Mountain, and the demons are sitting in the Shaolin Temple.

The young master of the demon gate, Lin Shouxi, was the commander of this battle, the Daomen held on for three days, and finally lost the enemy, forced by the situation, the master of the Daomen held the sword and knelt down, and the holy woman of the Daomen was also captured by the young master of the demon gate, and tied up Hao wrist to press at least under the main tent.

……，……，…

Lin Shouxi looked at it for a while, and the more he looked at it, the more he felt that something was wrong.

"Are you really a disciple of the Dao Sect?" Lin Shouxi was surprised.

"Destroying the door at the beginning and committing to the old enemy, such a beginning can stir up conflicts and sparks." Mu Shijing said in an orderly manner: "The more desolate and miserable it is at the beginning, the more pleasant it is when I endure humiliation and bear the burden and turn the tide......

Mu Shijing put aside his pen for a while, thought about it, and said, "And I should have dedicated myself to my writings."

Lin Shouxi couldn't help but applaud and said, "It's really wonderful."

"You say, what should this huge work be called?" Mu Shijing bit the tip of his pen and asked.

"Farewell to the Passion of the Son?" Lin Shouxi said cautiously.

The memories of the past came flooding in, Mu Shijing's face was blushing, his jade palm slapped the case, and he said angrily: "You, the young master of the Demon Sect, want to take it to death?"

"The woman spares her life."

Lin Shouxi didn't do anything about it, but asked curiously, "It's just that there is a master and a saint in this story, which one will Miss Mu play later?"

Mu Shijing seemed to have already thought about it, she pulled a lock of green silk hanging down the paper behind her ear, and then turned her head slightly, her red lips pursed a hint of a charming smile: "Can't one person play two roles?"

Wind and tide surge.

Mu Shijing vividly interpreted the situation after the Daomen was encircled and suppressed.

Early the next morning.

Mu Shijing woke up.

She stretched her body delicately and came to the case, intending to continue writing the story, but saw that the broken chapters yesterday had been hastily added

The new word: "The young master of the demon gate has the art of acacia, the door master and the saint are loyal at first, neither humble nor arrogant, although they are stuck in the mud and their hearts are still pure, but the young master's means are to the sky, in just three days, the two peerless women have fallen into each other, their minds are sinking, and they are competing for joy with the servants all day long. The great enemy has been eliminated, and since then the demon gate has been prosperous for thousands of generations.

End. ，

"Lin! Guard! Creek!"

Mu Shijing was furious and angrily asked Lin Shouxi why he had tampered with her manuscript without authorization.

Lin Shouxi innocently explained, "I just wrote down last night's events on paper in 1510.

Mu Shijing's cheeks flushed, and she spoke incoherently, and finally she threw down a sentence: "You demon demon, I advise you to change your evil and return to the right as soon as possible", shook up her long satin hair, turned her head and left.

In the next few days, Mu Shijing began to cultivate diligently.

"Do you need to practice day and night like this?"

At night, Lin Shouxi urged her to go to sleep, but Mu Shijing didn't comply, so he couldn't help but slap a word.

"Huh."

Mu Shijing said contemptuously, "I'm afraid you don't know, I've already advanced to the peak of the Yuan Chi Realm!"

At the end of October, Mu Shijing finally reached the peak of the Yuan Chi Realm, and he was only a glimmer away from the Immortal Realm.

Mu Shijing was proud of this realm, but instead of praising Lin Shouxi on the side, he said calmly: "Chu Chu was already the second level of the immortal realm when he was nineteen years old.

"Little Senior Sister is in a hurry for quick success, and she broke through the realm too quickly to count, not to mention, she also fell to the realm later." Mu Shijing found a reason to comfort himself.

"I'm about to triple the Immortal Realm." Lin Shouxi said again.

Mu Shijing's red lips trembled slightly, and she stared at Lin Shouxi coldly for a while, and then she raised the futon and said angrily, "I won't practice anymore."

She walked out of the retreat with her arms folded over her chest, and swore in her heart that she would never ignore her for some time.

But when she returned home, she found that the decoration of the home was completely new.

There are a lot of carved pines and cypresses on the case, the lampshade has also become a longevity peach carved from wood, the green furnace is warm, the incense lock is golden, the painting on the wall is surrounded by dragons and phoenixes, and there is a bright moon and pearl and jade opposite, which means perfection.

"It's ......"

Mu Shijing looked around and was speechless for a while.

"Happy birthday to Miss Mu."

Lin Shouxi draped a red coat over her body, and then hugged her tightly.

Mu Shijing burst into tears, and the oath he had secretly made before had already been thrown out of the clouds.

She couldn't remember the days.

But Lin Shouxi remembers the days every day.

Whether it is Qixi Festival, Mid-Autumn Festival or their birthday, he will be pleasantly surprised, the pale old palace is dark, but Mu Shijing's world is bright all day long.

"That's ...... Won't it be too much of a delay?" Mu Shijing suppressed his thoughts and said worriedly, "The seal of the Necromantic Snow Plains has not been removed, and Xiao He has not yet escaped from the predicament, we should concentrate on cultivation, and we shouldn't waste time all the time."

"Have you forgotten the Shinto outside?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"What?"

Mu Shijing didn't keep up with his train of thought for a while.

"That Shinto path is a metaphor for the path of cultivation, depressed all day long, half the work, and there is no expectation on the way of the avenue, not to mention that alchemy is also like cooking, if you want to simmer for three hours, you must stew for three hours, and you can't be in a hurry or slow." Lin Shouxi said seriously: "You and Xiao He are both my Taoist companions, I want to practice penance for Xiao He, but I can't treat you badly because of this."

Mu Shijing listened, pursed her lips lightly, and hummed arrogantly, but before she could be moved, she heard Lin Shouxi say: "Besides, I have never slackened off, and I have really neglected my cultivation...... Someone else."

"Who are you talking about?!" Mu Shijing twisted his arm.

Lin Shouxi celebrated Mu Shijing's birthday.

At night, Mu Shijing fell asleep with Lin Shouxi's arm on his pillow.

After waking up.

Mu Shijing suddenly remembered that yesterday was her birthday, and naturally it was also Lin Shouxi's birthday.

And when she remembered it, it was November.

"You're finally remembering?"

After Lin Shouxi listened to Mu Shijing's words, he smiled.

"You didn't remind me either?" Mu Shijing bit his lip and said.

"Are you blaming me?" Lin Shouxi asked.

「......「

Mu Shijing knew that he was wrong, and his tone softened: "It's my fault, I apologize to you."

"So perfunctory?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"And what are you going to do?"

"Sister Mu, let's play a song."

"Oh."

Mu Shijing got up to get the bamboo flute, but Lin Shouxi grabbed her wrist, and the young girls looked at each other with different expressions.

Unconsciously.

Autumn is also coming to an end.

Lin Shouxi painted snowflakes on the walls.

Heavy snow covered the mountains.

Every time the snow fell, he couldn't help but think of the snowy nights he experienced with Chu Yingchan, and the murmur of the fairy spring was still entangled in his ears, but now, Chu Yingchan was the only one left to enjoy the ice and snow in Yunkong Mountain.

Similarly, he failed to fulfill his promise to Hatsulu.

I don't know if she and Xiaoyu have met, and what they will say when they meet.

In the end, he remembered Xiao He's prophecy again.

In Xiao He's prophecy, she will be in the cave room at the age of eighteen, but I don't know if it is a joke of fate, and now she is still in the gray tomb, and she is also fixed at the age of seventeen...... The chance of fate is sometimes like necessity.

Mu Shijing could see his worries.

She crept up behind him.

"I've been waiting for you for years." Mu Shijing smiled.

She lay on Lin Shouxi's arms, tapped her fingers on his lips, and said seriously, "You are not allowed to practice tonight."

"Why?" Lin Shouxi asked.

"You must protect the Dharma for me tonight."

Mu Shijing said proudly, "This girl is about to become an immortal."

At the peak of the Yuan Chi Realm, she was ready to break through.

Chu Yingchan and Xiao He are all immortals who broke into the fairy realm on a snowy night.

So, she also chose a snowy night.

"Over the years, I have deliberately pressed the realm on Hun Jin and Yuan Chi, which is to take the broad view of the accumulation, and when I enter the realm of immortals, I will definitely be like a bamboo, break through the three realms in a row, and reach the human god within ten years." Mu Shijing said.

It's night.

Mu Shijing sat cross-legged and alone, sensing heaven and man.

The weather around her has become a reality.

But.

After Mu Shijing realized the sheath, she was shocked to find that she could pass through the thick strata, but she could not pass through the gray tomb and reach the Firmament God Tomb.

In the end, her consciousness could only slip back into her body.

The snowy night passed.

Mu Shijing Yuanchi is still the same.

"How can this be......

Mu Shijing was desperate.

The Gray Tomb not only imprisoned Xiao He, but also blocked her cultivation, and the thought of her wandering in the Yuan Chi Realm for many years after that, Mu Shijing felt a tightness in her chest.

Lin Shouxi helped her rub it, relieved her chest tightness, and comforted: "Human body and divine sense are weak, so you need to pull the golden body from the divine tomb to assist in cultivation, but you are different, you are not a mortal thing in the pool, so why do you need to follow the path of mortals, this matter may be an opportunity for you...... I believe that you can take a path that no one has done before."

Mu Shijing's eyes gradually brightened.

"Of course." Mu Shijing regained his strength and said proudly: "This holy woman is a peerless person, and she has her own peerless way."

As for what path she should take......

Mu Shijing was still hesitating.

But it doesn't matter.

The last thing they need these days is time.

Winter goes to spring, and the stars and frost flicker.

Mu Shijing watched the flowers on the wall bloom and fall, and knew that it was another year.

Lin Shouxi is still alchemizing.

Although Mu Shijing did not slack off because he couldn't break through the realm

She neglected her practice, but she still didn't think of her path.

Tonight.

She returned to the tombstone at the end, sat on it, shook her legs, and hummed the nursery rhymes of her childhood.

She looked at the mountains full of snow and ice.

Mountains of ice and snow are also looking at her.

Ice and snow didn't know that they would be looking at each other for a hundred years.