"Take a drop of blood from your heart, and never see each other from now on. ”

"I didn't know each other, I didn't hear from each other, I was lucky that I didn't have to suffer anymore. ”

Weiyang Cliff breaks the intestines and hates, the cold wind is wrapped in the dense fog that does not disperse in the morning, and the mountains are stacked on top of each other, reflecting a lot of incomplete shadows. During the period of Ai Ai, stepping on the snow to find plum tears without traces. Lingering, with a thousand years of dreams. The two sides of the strait look at each other, and they hate to say goodbye at the wrong time. White hair dyed hair, only hating the lover and the bad Jiaqing.

Legend has it that there was a white-haired old man in Weiyang Cliff who kept watch for three days and three nights, holding a black ink flute all over his body, playing the sky, playing the earth, reading, thinking, thinking, Sijun, Siqing, and nothing to say. The sound of the flute lingers, the cold winter wind of Weiyang Cliff is the most, and there is nothing left alone after sleeping. After a song, only the sky is high and wide, and the vast sky is a pool, which should prove desolate.

Another day, the white-haired old man picked up an injured little fox halfway. The little fox is really cute, white and soft, and his eyes are bright. The white-haired old man likes it, and he stayed on the edge of the cliff with the little fox for half a month, both of them were white, thick and white, the world was eclipsed, and the two of them became one.

After that, the white-haired old man never came to the cliff, and occasionally the cold wind skipped by, and there was a faint flute in the cliff that was unwilling to disperse.

Three thousand flutes should be quiet, this song and this flute don't look at each other.

The begonia skirt danced, holding the end of the world.

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

I don't know how many reincarnations have passed, and the heavens and the earth have changed to a new color, and one by one has passed by. The stars are moving, the spring and autumn are reincarnated, and the vast is the same color.

During the period of Jia Zhengping, the Taihe country was alternating between winter and spring, and the sky when the rising sun rose loudly could not be said to be cold, nor could it be said to be warm. Only the breeze Buddha has passed, and his face is full of joy.

After noon, the bustling street market is lively, and the stall vendors are constantly shouting, eating, drinking, prostituting and gambling. The crowd of people crowds the streets, doing good causes, bullies are kings, bullying weak women, and stealing things and trotting are not strange.

It was a peaceful scene, but the atmosphere was interrupted by the South Street chaser.

Two young Taoist priests in white robes held Buddha dust in their hands, ran fast, and pointed to the little Taoist priest in front of them who was wearing the same clothes as them and scolded: "Beast, don't stop yet." ”

The little Taoist priest in front of him smiled and squinted, his eyes were bright and his teeth were bright, his skin was fair, and his eyes were bright and watery, and he could vaguely tell that this person was a woman. Chased and killed by two strong Taoist priests, the little Taoist priest flew up quickly, and his delicate facial features looked flamboyant and rampant because of the evil smile at the corner of his mouth.

The passers-by were not surprised to see this, and after a while, they were busy with their work, those who ate melons ate melons, those who picked potatoes continued to pick and choose, and the woman who coaxed the child covered the child's eyes to prevent them from seeing the chaotic scene in front of them.

The south is lively, there are many streets in the south, and there are common customers who are worried and worried, and it is not about their own high hanging.

The three of them passed all the way, and their speed was invincible, and they finally crossed the market and came to an alley.

The alley has been abandoned for a long time, full of trees, melon peels, and a stinking atmosphere.

The faces of the two Taoist priests were pale, and the cold had not gone away, but they were covered with sweat, and most of the white robes on their backs had been wet. The Buddha dust was thrown up, swaying back and forth with his steps.

One of them gasped and said, "Senior brother, run again, run again, junior brother, I will ...... Dead, dead. ”

The senior brother Taoist priest was short of breath, and he was originally a Taoist priest's house with good etiquette, but now he is stiff and back, and he is about to pass the twilight of his life.

When he saw that the alley in front of him was gray, he gasped sharply and said, "Yes, you don't have to run, chase after it." ”

Chang An stopped, stared at the tall wall that was still running away from him, and pretended to be desperate: "Oh, what should I do, there is no way out." ”

The two Taoist priests took this opportunity to catch up, and the dust of the Buddha was raised, and they were about to step forward to catch Chang'an. Chang'an took two steps back, and kicked the wall behind his feet: "Stop, stop." ”

The senior brother Taoist priest did not collect the Buddha's dust, but he did not continue to step forward, panting, and pretending to be calm: "Beast, what other last words do you have to say?"

The Taoist priest on the side grabbed the wide sleeves of the senior brother and Taoist priest, and said, "Senior brother, don't talk nonsense with her, this ghost is clever, don't forget the last time Baiyunguan was there." ”

What he said was that last time, more than 100 disciples of Baiyun Temple were played by Chang'an as monkeys for a day, and they were locked up in their own temple to catch the ghost.

At this mention, the senior brother Taoist's cheeks twitched faintly, the Buddha dust waved, and the palm of his hand was about to slap Chang'an.

Chang'an didn't even hide, and he took this chapter with integrity. The body flew far away, hit the wall behind him, and fell to the ground.

Chang'an saw it accurately, and when the Taoist priest came, his soul had left his body and became a lonely soul floating on one side. And the body has already been lost by the seven souls slapped by this palm, and his face hit the ground, fainting.

Chang'an floated in the air, blinked and said in disbelief: "Ah, the souls have been beaten out, the two are so brave and fierce, and the little woman is so scared." ”

"Senior sister. The senior brother and Taoist priest shouted anxiously, raised his head and raised the dust of the Buddha and went to Chang'an.

Chang'an is a spirit body, with a sensitive body and quick response. Senior Brother Taoist was stunned for a few strokes, but he didn't hurt Chang'an a point.

Chang'an sighed twice and said, "Your senior sister fainted, don't take a look, it's really not a good junior brother, and she is a righteous Taoist priest." ”

Not to be outdone, another little Taoist priest jumped and took out the yellow rune paper from his arms and pasted it to Chang'an: "Beast, it's just an inch." ”

Chang An grinned, dodged sideways, and the rune paper was empty, and the bright white light aura on it gradually dimmed.

"I'm not a ghost, I'm not afraid of ghost removal runes. Besides, it was your senior sister who took the initiative to find me, I didn't force her, although I am not a righteous Taoist, but I am not an evil way, you two are so desperate, is it really good?"

"Nonsense, strong words. "There is nothing to do about Chang'an, and the Taoist priest's teeth are trembling.

Chang'an shrugged his shoulders and said, "Okay, I won't play with you, go to my host, it's better to tell you, don't chase me, I won't say if I can't catch up, if I delay the time to treat your senior sister, it won't be good if something happens." I'm also kind of persuasion, and it's your business whether you listen or not. ”

The transparent body passed through the thick wall and drifted away.

When he was leaving, Chang'an deliberately turned around and winked at the two, waving his hand, and the cunning look in his eyes was like a cat that had stolen fish.

“......”

"Senior brother, what should we do now?" The little Taoist sat on the ground, and after running for a long time, his physical strength reached the limit, and he didn't want to chase Chang'an anymore, and he looked helpless.

"What can you do, you can't catch her. Senior Brother Taoist said angrily. Thinking that he had chased Chang'an early this morning to the present, he had run three mountains, and he used all his internal strength, and he couldn't bear it.

Pointing to the female Taoist priest lying on the ground who didn't know whether she was alive or dead: "You, carrying your senior sister on your back." ”

"Ah!!!" The Taoist priest said with a sad face, "Senior brother, you can spare me." ”

"To go or not?"

“...... Go. ”

Chang'an left the alley and drifted across South Street, came to an inn, looked at the inn was very lively, squeezed in slightly from the inside of the inn, passed through the gap in the road, and entered an Accord.