Hongyuan guests stayed, and the small garden flowers flew wildly. The uneven and even the Qu Mo, the slender Ping water, the slanting vein, the thousands of mountains and rivers are long, the intestines are broken and not endured, and the grass still wants to return. The heart is full of spring, and the gain is stained clothes. The falling flowers have no intention of water, and the old monk is still in the middle!

A few days later, Bai Shao went to tell Deng Xiaobao that the head of the sect must let him be in charge of the upcoming sect trading event, because he is very good at it, even if he can't find his junior brother Zhao Xiaomeng, who went down the mountain together a few days ago, and he doesn't know where the others have gone! As for why she wanted to go to Zhao Xiaomeng, who had just come to the newcomer, Bai Shao probably thought that he was a more reliable person, right, she vaguely felt that there was always a faint voice ringing in her ears, she must succeed, she must live up to everyone's expectations, she must persevere!

The adventure of the brave girl Bai Shao in the ancient temple under the Zongmen Mountain did not tell Zhao Xiaomeng, just like a girl full of thoughts, and then she inadvertently fell into a fantasy dream, walking in the warm sunshine, the warm spring, the town gently blown by the breeze, staggering in the night like a lonely huntress, the surrounding darkness and weirdness, the devil trembling and screaming across the night sky, as if the eternal silence was broken, never in the beautiful dawn can not wait for hope, Accompanied by countless faint shadows, there seemed to be countless disgusting monsters like ooze monsters scurrying in the darkness, as if they were choosing their prey.

There seems to be something terrifying and inexplicable behind her that has been staring and following her tightly, and the enemy hiding in the shadows has a feeling of staring at her back all the time, the vast land of China has clouds, the earth is like an endless universe, containing all things, the weather is new, it is a dark forest full of danger and countless beautiful temptations, every civilization of our earthlings is an old hunter in vicissitudes of life with guns integrated into the environment, it is likely that it is not loved, And very skillfully like the ghost of the thorn blossom blossoming and falling through the stumbling woods and clearings, carefully and gently brushing away the tangled dead branches, trying desperately not to let the footsteps step by step make any sound of destruction, and the fallen leaves can be heard. Bai Shao was panicking at first, and she had to be cautious in her completely unknown dreams, because there were also hunters in the mysterious forest who were stealthy and hunting like her.

In an ordinary corner where no one pays attention, Bai Peony found the prey that she had been waiting for a long time, whether it was a hunter or not, whether it was an angel or a devil, whether it was a good person or a bad person, whether it was a new expectation or an old guardian, whether it was a flower-like girl or a brave man, no matter who could not be left alone, there was only one thing they could do: she chose to make a move, without hesitation, and did not think too much, because she knew what it meant to her, and she did not want to let go of this rare opportunity, She wants to be a successful hunter! That's not the only way, there are other solutions, there are more ways than difficulties, just shoot them! In this vast and endless land, everyone has the potential to be a hunter of civilization, and in the forest, others are hells from which deception tricks cannot be escaped, and desire is an endless abyss! Bai Peony thought that it might really be the last hug with flowers in his back hand, and it was more likely to be an eternal threat, and any prey that found all the prey in the forest would be wiped out quickly, and repentance was a later thing, it was really too late to hate! In the galaxy and space universe of the earth civilization, there is no miracle in the end, every small and unknown person believes in the occurrence of miracles, whether she is the enemy on the other side, just like the countless whirlpools and swamps in the dark forest, they are hunters who must worry about each other, and they will definitely shoot in the dangerous prediction environment, just like water droplets, flashing with the brilliance of human nature!

This story about the similarities and differences between the legends of gods and demons and the daily practice of the people is linked to the close relationship between nature and human fate, the cultivation of immortals and choices, the height of the temple and the distance of the rivers and lakes, and even the story of the fairy kite sending the long river of time, so that it will disappear forever in the trickle, in the lively noise of the little people in the market, like a few water duckweed dotted on its stormy waves, more like a flat boat floating in the vastness of the ocean, as if the long-term drifting bottle will never have the other side, more like the endless ripples in the sorrow of the green algae, It's like a muddy cloud that is like everyone's imagination, just like a deep whirlpool, which does not disperse for a long time, rotates quickly and orderly, and when you care about the blue sky and clear as a mirror, the scenery you don't care about will soon disappear without a trace. There was no wind or rain all night, the majestic night eagle of the sect patrolled in the sky, Zhao Xiaomeng couldn't understand the truth, Bai Shao naturally couldn't ask, fortunately, they persevered, and encountered twists and turns in the "customs city", and the unreachable sound of horses' hooves went away, and the two felt that there was nothing unusual at that time, and then they thought that there was no problem, so they were no longer entangled!

Nalan is empty, the immortal asks for autumn incense, the wood flower is cold, the anvil of the imperial garden is much later, and the empty time is easy to waste. Back then, the bright moon had skylight, and the clouds and shadows were looking for flowers to return!

Don't show off your literary talents, it's better to be a literati who is surprised in the middle of the world!