Bu Li looked at a black dress glowing in the moonlight, listening to the vaguely familiar poems of the previous life, and was in a trance.

The Tao is a thing, and it is a trance. Bu Li was immersed in the sad atmosphere of the mirage, unable to extricate himself. Bu Li is not afraid of death, but afraid of his own death, no one loves Cai Xiaoxian like himself.

What should she do if she dies and gets lost? A girl who has lived in the mountains for nearly ten years still can't tell the difference between the southeast and the northwest, and every time she has to say it by herself, she has to reach out to see the confused girl who can only be distinguished.

If she dies and someone bullies her, what should she do? Will her soft personality and inner rigidity hit her head and bleed after hitting the south wall?

If she dies, will she roll tobacco leaves in rough yellow paper and wait for herself to go back and smoke?

If she dies, will she look at the door every day and wash her face with tears all day long?

She died, how would she spend so many years of loneliness?

............

The snap of a finger is ten thousand years, and between the snap of a finger, Buli thinks a lot, a lot. Cai Xiaoxian'er was lonely and helpless in the mirage, and Cai Xiaoxian'er in the mirage pretended to be strong but cried silently, always echoing in front of her eyes, unable to let go. What is the ending of himself, Bu Li doesn't care much, the boy is dead, it's not a big deal. But after she died, Cai Xiaoxian'er's grief-stricken appearance gave in and didn't dare to die easily.

Buli suddenly remembered a very vulgar sentence in his previous life - I am not afraid of death, but I am afraid that after I die, no one will love you like me.

Of course. Cai Xiaoxian will not love others as much as she loves herself, and she will leave the Zhilu Road.

A pair of eyes looked directly at Cai Xiaoxian'er, who was standing in the white mist, and was in a daze. Is this parting? Joy and joy, parting bitterness. There are even more crazy children among them. Thousands of mountains and twilight snow, only a shadow to whom......

With a flick of his finger in the white mist, the mirage in mid-air shattered like a blister, splashing a few drops of cold dew and falling on Bu Li's face. It was like a few tears that fell on Buli's cheeks.

"Step away, have a cup of tea. The strong existence in the white mist said lightly, the mirage was shattered, and the existence seemed to be infected by the indescribable sadness in the mirage at all, and it didn't seem to be at all and walked away.

"Huh?" Then I wanted to smile, but the muscles on my face became extremely stiff at some point, and they didn't move like a whole mountain rock. Even a perfunctory, polite smile can't be done.

"Well, let me tell you, my old man wants tea. In the white mist, there was a strong presence looking at Bu Li word by word, and every word was like Huang Zhong Da Lu beating on Bu Li's head. The morning bell and dusk drum resounded and the heart ached.

"Oh. Buli replied softly. In the storage bag, he took out the Shengpu given to him by Du Tianci and handed it to the powerful existence in the white mist.

A blue and white tea cup after the rain was held by a white jade-like hand, and a pinch of shengpu was taken and placed in the cup. The water in the cup fell in, and in the white mist, there was a strong presence holding the blue and white flowers after the rain with both hands. The blue and white tea soup has long been rising.

"Uncle, you didn't make the tea so much. Bu Li said casually, wanting to resolve the boredom in his heart.

"You know. He also learned the vassal elegance of others. Go, go, go, I'll tell you. You don't understand either. "There is a strong presence in the white mist, smelling the fragrance of tea wafting on the blue and white flowers after the rain. Seems to be drunk.

After the rain, the blue and white mist ripples up, and it is beautiful to look at. The hand holding the blue and white seems to be carved from white jade, and the bright moon shines on the hands in early winter, with a faint elegant luster, and the step is not drunk and drunk.

"Uncle, what you just showed me, is it true?" Bu Li asked cautiously, seeing that the strong existence in the white mist did not take care of himself, but whispered something to Cai Xiaoxian'er, and his heart was empty and uncomfortable.

The powerful existence in the white mist glanced at Bu Li, and reprimanded: "How old are you? I can't tell the difference between the real and the fake? ”

Rub the movie...... Bu Li looked at the black figure who was sniffing the fragrance of tea speechlessly, and thought to himself, if this is a movie played by your old man, it is more realistic than 3DIMAX, how much does it cost to watch a movie? Just saw himself appear as the male protagonist in it, and he showed his side, he was still a dead man, and it seemed to be even more tricky than the usual tricks, and he didn't even show his face when he went to the grave after the most descent, which was really sad.

But...... Really...... Whether it's watching a movie or walking into a movie. Empathize, the technology of this movie is really high.

"Didn't I ask you if it was true? Bu Li leaned forward, took Cai Xiaoxian'er's hand, and blocked Cai Xiaoxian'er behind him. Be careful not to let Cai Xiaoxian be bewitched by the powerful existence in the white mist. If you want to say that Bu Li thinks that there is something powerful in the white mist, what spell is the most powerful? It must be the mouth that spits lotus flowers, can say the dead alive, and turn the living into immortals. If you really believe him, I'm afraid that you will be like the old vine, and you have to help count the money if you sell yourself.

But how can Bu Li not believe it? If Cai Xiaoxian'er really has some big background, what she will have to face in the future, with her own temperament, will inevitably make such a scene.

So, you can't tell fortunes...... Buli blocked Cai Xiaoxian'er behind him, not thinking about it.

"What do you think yourself? With such a stubborn temper, if someone really wants to take Cai Xiaoxian'er away, you will have to fucking end up like that. The strong existence in the white mist took a sip of tea soup lightly, and said without being salty or light: "It has nothing to do with me whether you die or not, it's great to change someone to hide, I think Du Tianci's guy is not bad." ”

"Uncle, look at what you said. "I don't believe in this at all, if I can change it, I still go to Du Tianci and wipe it! Isn't this fooling the little master? But how dare Buli offend the strong existence in the white mist at this time, and it is too late to pretend to be a grandson desperately.

"What's wrong with what I'm saying?" The powerful existence in the white mist rolled his eyes and glanced at Bu Li, and suddenly smiled: "Otherwise, I'll just take it away, if Lao Tzu goes out, don't fucking want to take this girl away." ”

This smile, suddenly gentle, suddenly charming, suddenly bold, suddenly iron-blooded, like a gentle woman waiting for her lover to return, and like an iron-blooded sonorous general standing in the sea of blood with a long sword in his hand, heroic.

Countless senses are condensed in the smile of the strong presence in the white mist, and the feeling of stepping away is ...... I don't feel it, I was taken away, and I knew nonsense all day long.

"It has nothing to do with you, why do you call the shots for Cai Xiaoxian'er. The strong presence in the white mist tasted the strong tea for a long time, and then swallowed it, and said in the fragrance of his teeth and cheeks.

Buli was not embarrassed at all, and said: "I am her brother, I will marry her in the future, and I will take her home." ”

"Then you have to live, and she has to live. Otherwise, the secret marriage or something, although sensational, it doesn't mean anything. The strong existence in the white mist was not denied, but he just said while sipping tea. The word "secret marriage" came out of his mouth, as if it was a normal thing.

Thinking of Cai Xiaoxian'er holding her black and white portrait, she shuddered violently, which was really weird.

At this moment, Cai Xiaoxian'er took half a step timidly from behind her, and said seriously: "Brother, I'm going to learn something from the boss." ”

"......" wanted to object, but he didn't know what to say. The tragic future outlined by the powerful existence in the white haze for himself, although Bu Li did not believe it, but repeatedly echoed in his mind. Inadvertently, Bu Li had already fallen for the bewitchment technique of the powerful existence in the white mist. It's just this kind of bewitchment, half-dream, half-real, dream-like, and I don't know if it's true or not, and I'm confused for a while.

People with a hard heart like synchronous separation can be like this, which is really touching.

"If you ask for something, you will suffer. The strong presence in the white mist said lightly, and the tail finger of his right hand dipped the tea soup and put it on Cai Xiaoxian'er's forehead, and a tea mark fell between Cai Xiaoxian'er's eyebrows.

"Okay, let's go with Xiao Wuzi, don't pay attention to this bastard's thoughts. According to what he thinks and does, the most important thing to do is that you hold his corpse and beg for death. "There is a strong presence in the white mist, and there is no pity or sadness in the words, but only a fact.

"Brother, I think what the old gentleman said makes sense. Cai Xiaoxian'er rarely has ideas, basically what Buli says is what, and can stay by Buli's side to watch Buli's cultivation, Cai Xiaoxian'er feels that it is her entire world. And this time, although Cai Xiaoxian'er's voice was soft, there was incomparable firmness in her words.

Step away from Zhilu Dao Cai Xiaoxian is soft on the outside and strong on the inside, since she wants to go, then go. Unknowingly, she was still bewitched by her cheap uncle, and Cai Xiaoxian'er just left?

Gently picked up Cai Xiaoxian'er, her soft body did not struggle or dodge in Buli's arms, but hugged Buli's neck with both hands, and sobbed softly on Buli's shoulder.

patted Cai Xiaoxian'er on the back, walked in a miserable manner, and said softly: "Xian'er, brother went to look for you earlier." ”

Cai Xiaoxian couldn't cry anymore, lying on Bu Li's shoulder. I don't want to cry, I don't want to give in and leave the uncomfortable, but the sadness starts from the heart, and the pain is like a knife. I barely held back my crying, my shoulders trembled slightly, but it was even more uncomfortable to give way.

After a while, the powerful existence in the white mist drank the tea in the cup, and then slowly stood up from the sandalwood purple carved chair, and said with a smile: "It's not life and death, what's so sad? Just think it's Cai Xiaoxian'er out of the sky to play, look at the two of you, what do you think." Otherwise, my old man will avoid it, and you will have a round house today. If you really have a big belly, in case something happens, there is one more way to say it. (To be continued......)