"Winged birds, not more than not flying, flying and drinking, not separating...... and resurrection, and they will be in one place. He said eloquently: "The winged flower is similar to the winged bird." I heard that this tree only blooms once in a hundred years, and only those who are destined to see it bloom. And those who saw it bloom ...... "He refused to speak."

Fairy Qinghua asked, "What will happen?" ”

Gu Caiyu hesitated for a moment, and lowered his head embarrassedly: "It will be for the rest of its life, and it will never be separated." ”

"I cut off your head and refine your bones into spiritual weapons, and now you can never be separated from me for the rest of your life." Fairy Qinghua stared at him.

Gu Caiyu coughed lightly: "Legends, don't take it seriously." ”

Qinghua Fairy glared at him, bent down to pick up a winged flower on the ground that was blown down by the wind, the fire-colored luan bird perched on her fingertips, perhaps touched by this gorgeous and intense color, she looked at this flower and smiled slightly.

Gu Caiyu was stunned.

After that, life went on as usual.

Gu Caiyu no longer started to do new carpentry work, nor did he write those sour poems, he was obsessed with painting.

He painted the Qinghua Fairy, and he didn't dare to paint it blatantly, but painted it secretly, and only dared to draw two strokes when the Qinghua Fairy went out to practice swords or break the enchantment. Sometimes add an emerald jade hairpin, sometimes add a cloud-like skirt. Sometimes she paints the gorgeous red flowers on her fingertips, and sometimes she paints her bright and moving eyes, but they are slightly indifferent.

He drew meticulously, and the rift in the barrier was getting bigger and bigger, and maybe it wouldn't be long before they could get out.

The hairpin star saw a bright light in the dark night.

Gu Caiyu's voice sounded under the winged flower tree: "Fairy fairy, come out and see!" ”

A woman dressed in white walked out of the thatched hut. The giant tree in the field is covered with paper lanterns that illuminate Nagano, and at the end of the canopy in the distance, fireworks bloom from the night sky. The man's voice sounded, with a somewhat mocking smile: "The lantern is like the silver of the fire tree, and the blazing white branches are brilliant." ”

"Boring."

"How can it be called boring," Gu Caiyu's voice was still clear: "I carved a stroke with a knife on the pillar at the head of this wall every day, calculating the time, half a year has passed, and today is Chinese New Year's Eve." In this secret realm, we can't forget the customs. Look, are fireworks good? ”

Qinghua Fairy looked into the distance.

The fireworks noisily burst into the night sky, scattering a cloud of colorful stars over the field.

She said lightly: "It's just an illusion, what's so beautiful?" ”

"Fairies know illusions too?" Gu Caiyu was surprised.

"Illusion is a trick used by the demon clan to deceive people's minds, it is a trick that does not have any attack power, ordinary monks don't bother to practice it at all, how can you cultivate it?"

"It doesn't have any offensive power, but the girl likes it." Gu Caiyu said with a smile.

Fairy Qinghua turned her head to stare at him.

He touched his nose, followed to look at the night sky, and said: "The illusion is simple, but mortals love to be hit, which can only show that it can indeed poke the most vulnerable part of people's hearts." For example, the fireworks are fake, but I want to see the fireworks at this moment to be real. The illusion is fake, and the longing mood at that moment is real. ”

"In a person's life, there will be many moments when he is uncomfortable and unwilling to face reality, and a person who lives a sober life like a fairy may one day need this kind of false illusion to get solace."

"Nonsense," Fairy Qinghua said coldly, "how could I need that kind of thing." ”

"That's not necessarily," Gu Caiyu touched the head of the chicken in his arms: "People grow very much, where is this." ”

The Qinghua Fairy stopped talking, only looked up at the light in the distance, and the winged flowers bloomed vigorously, as if they were going to swagger so enthusiastically forever.

Immediately afterward, the picture becomes chaotic, accompanied by a variety of noisy sounds.

She heard the sound of swords colliding, and saw that there seemed to be a lot of people fighting on the battlefield, and the Qinghua Fairy seemed to be injured. She saw the white-haired Shaoyang Zhenren sitting in front of the Qinghua Fairy couch, and sighed: "You should be a mirror and forget the past." ”

"Mirror flowers and water moons are ......" Hairpin Xing saw Qinghua Fairy lowering his eyes, and his voice was calm: "No." ”

"I'll never forget it," she said. ”

Hairpin Star saw Fairy Qinghua pick out a cyan long stick from the spiritual arsenal, she planted a winged flower in the Joyful Palace, and she used illusion to make all the winged flowers open, just like those fire-colored birds in the field. She danced her stick under the flower tree, and the flower rain and the stick wind intertwined in one place, and finally made a layer of moonlight ripples.

Eventually, it will become a mirror.

She saw the Qinghua Fairy in the Easy Palace, pinching two clumsy dolls with mud, and she placed the puppets under the winged flower tree, and the brilliance on the green stick became brighter and brighter day by day.

She saw Fairy Qinghua put "Qing'e Flower Stick" into the bookshelf of the Martial Arts Hall.

I see.

The hairpin suddenly realized.

She once thought that "Qing'e Flower Stick" was a self-created exercise by the Qinghua Fairy, who was the proud daughter of the sky, but that's all, but now in this winged flower, she knows many predecessors. Gu Caiyu, whose surname is "Gu", is most likely Gu Baiying's father, the mysterious sweetheart of Qinghua Fairy.

Mirror Flowers and Water Moon, it means that the days spent with Gu Caiyu are as fragile and difficult to find as the mirror flowers and water moon, and the fire trees and silver flowers are just to miss the bright fake fireworks on the field back then. Maybe there are more, this exercise, every move and style is closely related to Gu Caiyu, and it is the "comfort" created by Qinghua Fairy in order to miss her sweetheart.

It is consolation, tenderness everywhere, sincerity everywhere, tenderness everywhere, and regret everywhere.

It is true that she has never really comprehended this mental method, just because this mental method was not shown to her in the first place.

Now that a trace of Qinghua Fairy's divine sense is left in the beauty picture, the goddess has gone, and the past is hard to find, what about Gu Caiyu? What about the man who had set up a thatched hut in the middle of the field, and although he couldn't see his face clearly, he always seemed to catch a glimpse of the bright smile on his face?

All the pictures were closed, and the chaotic white gradually occupied the field of vision.

All the noisy sounds slowly faded away, the colorful colors faded, and the red winged flower was in the palm of the hand, but it was no longer the bright and dripping appearance it had just been, it became shriveled, the bright color turned deep, and the wings that wanted to fly hung down weakly.

I don't know when, it's already withered.

"You see it." The woman's voice was cold and indifferent.

Hairpin Xing raised her head, and Fairy Qinghua looked at her with lowered eyes, her gaze was complicated, which was completely different from Fang Cai's emptiness.