Si Di walked straight to the direction of his own palace, and those colorful clothes still followed him, all the way back to the somewhat desolate courtyard with Si Di.

Although the empty courtyard is simple, there is a good smell of pine trees wafting in the air, slightly yellowed needles spread on the ground, a thick layer, loose and soft, like a tenacious and unyielding weed, messy with pride.

The beautiful fairies stood by the door, looking at the majestic and towering palace, with some cautious awe.

Si Di looked at the familiar courtyard, and there was a feeling of being in a different world in his heart.

It turned out that a year seemed to have passed thousands of years.

Ever since the familiar aura dissipated, the shame and longing in my heart have been lingering in my heart.

The voice of the warbler and Yanyan next to him was quite noisy.

Si Di's footsteps lightly landed in the empty and tidy palace, the snow-white figure paused slightly, tilted his head slightly, and swept the shadows around him with an indifferent gaze, without any words.

Shadow immediately closed the vermilion gate, leaving only the noisy and joyful fairies in the courtyard.

The light dimmed slightly, the corners of the walls were covered in gray cobwebs, and the white beds were covered in dust.

The white light flashed in his hand, and the entire palace suddenly became wide in an instant.

The fallen window was re-seated by the tall window.

"You guys leave, Si Di has just returned from the Hundred Ghost Caves and needs to rest. ”

Ying looked at the scarlet wooden door that suddenly closed, sighed slightly in his heart, looked at the light sara skirt in the courtyard, and frowned helplessly.

Although I usually like to admire beautiful fairies, it is really a headache for so many fairies to gather in one place to chatter, and it is unbearable.

Sidi Xianjun is a light person, so he naturally doesn't like to be surrounded by so many fairies.

The voice of the shadow was a little serious, and the fairies looked at the tightly closed wooden door, and they all dragged each other away.

Si Di sat down at the table and flipped out the picture scroll in the drawer.

A year of silence and silence, it seems that even the memory has been swallowed up by the hundred ghost caves.

At this moment, seeing the familiar face on the picture scroll, Si Di's lips were still unconsciously deep and gentle.

After the fairies left, Shadow quickly picked up a broom and cleaned the courtyard inside and out.

Looking at the clean and neat appearance, the old and depressed aura accumulated in the Hundred Ghost Caves dissipated a lot.

In the distance, there was an ethereal white mist, and the mist reflected colorful light from time to time under the illumination of the light.

Squatting next to the crystal ball one by one, quietly watching the lively scenes in the picture, laughing happily from time to time.

The red line in his hand is becoming more and more proficient.

The work of the Moon Old Hall seemed to be getting easier and easier, but the Moon Pavilion of Sidi was not so easy.

Almost every day, there will be beautiful fairies waiting by the door, whispering voices, coming from outside the high courtyard wall, this situation seems to not even need to distinguish between day and night, and therefore, Si Di's beautiful eyebrows and eyes do not know when a cloud of gray color appeared.

"Ei, let them leave early. ”

A calm voice with a slight helplessness and boredom came out of the hall in a low voice.

The fairies who were guarding the wall, when they heard the familiar sound of expellation, did not have the slightest shyness at all, but began to talk more and more happily.

A fairy in pink, holding a beautiful flower basket in her hand, stood on the side of the outer wall of the palace, happily whispering to the fairies around her.

"Did you hear that? Si Di Immortal Jun even had such a good voice. ”

The girl who was dressed very gorgeously on her body admired innocently and innocently.

"Yes, yes, it sounds elegant and mellow like tea falling with raindrops. ”

Listening to the noise of the fairies by the gate, Shadow couldn't pay attention to their happy emotions at all, and pulled the door open heavily, and then dispersed towards the seemingly weak fairies by the door.

"Didn't you say it many times! You don't want to come again! Si Di Xianjun is busy with affairs and has no time to pay attention to you! ”

The fairies took their voices and waved their handkerchiefs lightly towards the shadow.

"Shadow, people rely on Sidi Immortal Jun, what does it have to do with you. Besides, Ei, what do you know about feelings? Do you know what it feels like to be willing?"

The fairies couldn't see Si Di, and began to joke with the shadow, a pair of bright beautiful eyes fell on the shadow's tough body, and the shadow's lukewarm and resolute face was red and transparent.

The red door was closed again, and Ying had no choice but to walk to the door of the courtyard, his red face still carrying some grievance and anger.

The noise went on like this all day.

I don't know where those fairies got their energy, Shadow stood silently by the temple gate, but his expression was a little ugly.

Si Di sat at the table, ignoring the noise outside the door.

It was another bright day, the sun was shining, the breeze was slow, the lotus flowers were full of a pool, and the pure fragrance was wafting away hundreds of miles away.

A weak and delicate voice floated slowly.

"Sidi Immortal Jun!"

A clear sound like a chirping sound, with a slight tiptoe, suddenly floated above the courtyard.

"Sidi Immortal Jun!"

The voices came and went, some told Sidi to take care of their bodies, and some hoped to be lucky enough to see Sidi.

The fairies persevered and called Si Di's name loudly by the door, and the aroma of various rouge on their bodies spread from the crack in the door to the courtyard, inexplicably giving people a feeling of black smoke and miasma.

"Shadow!"

At the same time, there was a warning voice in the house, light and light, lacking a faint impatience and dislike.

"Got it, Sidi Immortal-kun. ”

When Ying heard Sidi's call, he felt helpless, and his face was cold, like a moving piece of wood, moving towards the courtyard.

Almost all of the patience worn out by the fairies was about to run out, and Shadow kept repeating a sentence to the fairies by the door.

"Let's go! Sidi Immortal Jun doesn't have time to pay attention to you!"

The fairies didn't make any moves, they had lived in the god realm for a hundred years, and their cultivation might not have grown much, and their faces must have been grinded out, so they were naturally not afraid of Ying's pretended indifferent face at all.

Happily combing the ends of their hair neatly, they whispered to each other.

Once again, Shadow slammed the door shut in frustration, and with a clatter, a palm-sized lock fell.

Some fairies climbed up the wall without any shame, sat on the emerald green glazed tiles, and waved their palms at the shadow.

"Go down, and you will be able to sit on the wall." ”

The shadow scolded solemnly, and the fairy smiled and jumped off the wall lightly.

The noisy sound became more and more lively, and the laughter and laughter spread around the entire temple, and every day I listened to it continuously, and the shadow covered my chaotic head, and complained to the place at a loss.

"Sidi Immortal Jun, I really can't stand it anymore, these ignorant and vulgar fairies. ”

Si Di frowned slightly, thinking like a shadow in his heart, but he didn't know how to speak.

Silence, silence, followed by a series of silences.