The stone bridge shines on the water and the people shine on each other......

The drizzle wet the coarse clothes, Dong Yong held the hosta and held the paper umbrella in his hand, looked up at the sky quietly, looking forward to the opening of his eyes, looking forward to the fairy in the dream returning to his side, the coarse tea and light rice, the male farmer and the female weaving, the chickens and dogs on the road in Zhuxi Village smelled each other, and looked at the gardenia in front of the house.

Ziyi is a fairy, but why did Heavenly Court arrest her back?

The tea shop outside the town is full of guests, and the straw mats are set up to shade the sun and rain, and a bowl of coarse tea is fragrant.

When the story of Dong Yong marrying a fairy and being captured back to heaven by the heavenly court spread, many boring scholars and scholars gathered in Xixi in the neighboring county and state towns, in addition to curiosity, they also wanted to see who was lucky enough to marry a fairy, and occasionally put up poems to criticize all evil heavens.

As for how the rules of heaven and earth are, no one cares, anyway, it's good to have a topic to talk about.

Besides, who knows if Heavenly Court really exists.

The thatched hut tastes tea and drinks, and the servants serve to eat and drink.

"I think that Dong Yongyi cloth farmer, where is he qualified to win the favor of the fairy, if the fairy is looking for the fate of Hongluan, it should be me and other scholarly literati, he is purely guilty of hysteria. ”

"Brother Huang is reasonable, you and I have been studying hard for more than ten years, Bo Gu has read the present, and the fairy should care about you and me. ”

Many high-spirited young people are just jealous, and they didn't see the fairy anyway, so they first belittled Dong Yong as a vulgar person and elevated themselves, and the law does not blame the public, anyway, everyone said so.

In the sky and clouds, a certain dragon with excellent hearing pouted.

"Why haven't I frozen to death in the cold window for ten years, it's still not cold enough. ”

Wave your hand and make waves......

Suddenly, an evil wind blew and slanted rain into the straw shed of the tea shop, drenching the robes and delicate scholars, running away and shouting, a poisonous and unlucky guy fell and fell into the mud, and Sven swept the floor.

Although holding a paper umbrella, the rain still wet the trousers of Dong Yong's shoes, wet and cold.

If......

How nice it would be to see Ziyi again, even if it's just for a glance......

A flower in front of you, the smoke and rain sky has a bright glow falling from the clouds, making people's eyes unconsciously sink into it, the glow is warm, countless eyes look at the lonely figure of the mottled stone arch bridge and the shadow falling from the clouds, fairy!

"Purple ......"

Calling softly for fear of waking up is a dream.

The shawl fluttered with ribbons and the purple skirt danced lightly, the heavenly immortals were in the world, the glow gradually faded, Dong Yong saw the tears in his eyes and swallowed his familiar face, and the whole person froze, until the purple clothes fell on the top of the stone arch bridge, and he woke up This is not a dream, it is real.

Those scholars and townspeople were stupid, and they didn't expect to see fairies descending to earth in this small Xixi Town.

A certain white sat on the bow of the boat and shrugged his feet out, bored to watch the classic soap opera staged, first unbelievable pain and tears complained to each other, and then threw away the paper umbrella and hugged each other fiercely, unwilling to part with each other, not blowing the southern wilderness bison, if a certain white came to be the director, it would definitely be more sensational, this is where to go.

"Tears and heartbreak, look, I'm right. ”

"The next thing should be a deep hug, lo and behold, Ben Long is good at deducing the heavenly machine and pinching his fingers to tell fortunes, and never lies. ”

"Alas, poor bitter mandarin duck, this incense stick is their last time together, who is, yes, it's you, help light a stick of incense, it's a little more fashionable. ”

The heavenly soldiers looked at each other.

“......”

In fact, a certain white has already taken care of it, after all, he started to light incense after meeting and hugging, which can be regarded as taking advantage of the hole in Tiantiao to get more time for Ziyi, anyway, Tiantiao does not stipulate that it must be lit before meeting.

took out the bacon and opened his mouth to nibble violently, and his mouth was full of oil.

Maybe the taste of bacon is generally easy to get tired of, but a certain dragon has a very big appetite and is not picky, the most important thing is that in addition to the Laojun furnace in the heavenly court, you can light a fire anytime and anywhere, which Xian'e Lux dares to live and cook, every day melons, fruits and vegetables, carnivores can't stand it the most.

Reach out and tidy up the shawl behind your head, and automatically block the pair of bitter love words under the locust tree.

If you are not in the world, you don't know the difficulties of people.

Intrigue and intrigue are all over the crisis, a bad one dies outside the house, the stories are all deceitful, the darkness of the old feudal era is far beyond imagination, and the prosperity of the balance is only for the powerful and gentlemen, and has nothing to do with ordinary people.

The little people who climbed up from the grassroots know the cruelty of the world.

It's hard to say, the fairy in purple is really willing to give up her immortal status and stay in the mortal world, she will definitely not live for a year, no matter what else, a beautiful woman has no power and power, she will only be bullied and reduced to a plaything, the reality is like this, not to mention that there are other things such as the poor farm work environment where you can't eat enough to eat, and so on.

Don't replace reality with imagination, you will die a miserable death.

"Alas, everyone in the world wants to become immortals, but immortals envy worldly love, do you really think that Sansheng stone lettering is a good thing?"

The wind blew, and the incense ash of the copper furnace on the bow of the ship was sprinkled on the mortal world......

The rain stopped.

The white water vapor rises from the canopy of the ancient locust tree.

Wet under the tree, the fairy in purple and Dong Yong told each other that they were reluctant, saying that they must return to heaven, the red rope must be broken, everything is just a dream, and they will wake up and dissipate after all.

In the distance, the scholars who were not angry with Dong Yong and the fairy in love were also moved by the true feelings, and thought that the two would love and love each other for a lifetime, but they didn't know that Dong Yong and Ziyi were tormented in their hearts at the moment.

"Purple clothes...... Is it good to stay...... Don't go ......"

Dong Yong was heartbroken and heartbroken.

"Dong Lang, there are some things that you and I can't decide, they can't be changed, and it's hard to disobey the destiny, in fact, the days in Xixi Town are the most unforgettable memories in my life, the old locust tree, the small bridge and Qingxi, I will never forget it......"

"No! I can do it! I am willing to kneel down and beg God to fulfill us!"

The purple-clothed fairy shook her head and cried and laughed, while Bai Yujun above the clouds shook her head and sneered.

Firm belief can move the heavens, just listen to this kind of words, there is a good saying, if the sky is loved, the sky is old, even his own divine dragon is currently unable to contact the ancient planet of the main world, not to mention that it is a mere mortal, with a strong will, everything will be done, but it is just a sentence of encouragement to people.

There are countless worlds in the vast starry sky, how can the rules of operation be changed because of love.

That's right, it's cold-blooded, because if there is love in the sky, the sky will be old.

Turn your head to look at the incense.

There is still a little time left, Bai Yujun doesn't expect Ziyi to take the initiative to fly away, if she doesn't follow with the heavenly soldiers, I'm afraid she will really be ruthless and leave the immortal realm, and that is exactly what the mastermind behind the scenes wants to see.

A red rope almost destroyed a Tai Immortal, and Yue Lao also has his story......

"Check the mask and don't show your face, be careful that those scholars write you into the book and leave it stench for thousands of years, especially those who eat incense in the devotion, otherwise you will not be able to eat incense in the future, you can only eat incense ashes. ”

Got up, covering the dragon's horns with silk as if an assassin, and couldn't see the expression inside the mask clearly.

The straight knife hangs horizontally on the back of the waist.

Holding the paperwork and looking at the incense, the last small section has been burned and slowly extinguished, the incense ash is broken, and the last bit of spark is completely gone.

"The hour has come. ”