It's another year of spring breeze, green algae all over the mountains, and red glow all over the field.

Since the young master of the Demon Realm burned down the 100,000-month-old temple in the world ten years ago, few people have seen him again.

Some people live in the bamboo hut at the foot of Qinglan City, live in a simple house, raise flowers and tease dogs every day, and rarely interact with people.

A woodcutter once saw him on Sizhao Mountain outside Chunyi City, the mountain was full of scorched earth, no longer alive, and the young master of the demon world was dressed in black and stood in the wind.

The proprietress who sells osmanthus cakes on Chunyicheng Street said with a smile: "This son, the soft and glutinous and sweet osmanthus cakes, even the young master of the demon world has to come to buy some every year, don't you really buy two pieces to taste? Whether it is for the elders or the beloved girl, it is the most suitable." ”

There are also people who raise their eyes one day to look at the clear sky, and vaguely see the independent figure of the young master of the demon world on the moon platform that has not yet been repaired.

According to the legend of the Demon Realm, their young master has been living in Luming Mountain, the thirty-third princess, and has been in retreat and cultivation in a bead every day, and has never been to the world.

If you want to ask why everyone knows the young master of the demon world, you have to mention a fairy child in the Yuelao Palace.

This fairy child specializes in painting, and every time someone ties the knot, he has to draw two portraits and register them.

Because of the destruction of the Yuelao Temple, he has not received merit for a long time, and his life is tight, so shabby.

This caused him to have a grudge against the young master of the demon world, and because he had seen the young master of the demon world a long time ago, he relied on his memory to draw thousands of portraits of him and scattered them into the world.

If you want the fairy child's painting work, it can really be called superb, not only does he draw the handsome and extraordinary appearance of the young master of the demon world, but even the charm of his eyes and eyebrows is outlined.

In the corner of the painting, there are six big characters of "Lu Qi, the young master of the demon world", and the dragon flies and the phoenix dances, and it is not a school to recognize the wrong person

Thousands of portraits were scattered into thousands of households, and the young master of the demon world was in the limelight for a while, and of course, there was constant trouble.

The name of the young master of the demon world is still very loud, and there are many legends about him in the world.

Many women hid the portrait of the young master of the demon world under their pillows, looking forward to meeting him in their dreams.

There are also many men who spit on his portrait and tie embroidery needles.

What's more, he nailed this peerless face to the adobe wall and scolded him three times a day, as if he could scold him ugly with his incorruptible tongue.

Some people are crazy about him, and some people regard him as dung.

The funny thing is that the world only relied on this thin piece of paper and the rumors heard from the teahouse, and described in their hearts what kind of person the young master of the demon world was, and he was sure that he was such a person, and he couldn't be wrong.

They hadn't even met the young master of the Demon Realm, and they hadn't spoken to him.

However, these are not cared about by the young master of the Demon Realm.

What kind of person is he, and what does he have to do with others?

The person he cares about the most, when he wakes up, will see him as a stranger.

The grass grows and the warbler flies, and the plum is white and pink.

Huilongshan's Taoyuan Residence, there are birds and birds jumping back and forth on the thatched roof, chirping and chirping.

On the wooden table under the eaves of the corridor, a peach blossom is obliquely inserted in the pottery bowl, the leaves are bright green, and the petals are red and pink, as if the spring has been welcomed into the courtyard.

There was an open window in the room, and two green bamboos peeked in from the window, sweeping the sun shadow on the ground.

Eda lay on the hard wooden bed, frowning slightly, she dreamed in a deep sleep.

In the dream, it was pitch black, as if there was a pool of lake water, and the damp water vapor was blowing in the face.

The lakeshore could hear the voices of people, noisy and eager, and full of laughter.

"Bang...... Bang...... Bang......"

Suddenly there were fireworks in the sky, purple and red, colorful.

Startled, Zhi finally saw the surrounding scene clearly.

The distant shore is crowded with people, and with the fireworks blooming, the exclamations and cheers are loud, so lively.

She stood on the surface of the lake, and even in her dreams, her heart was instantly lifted.

This feeling of being helpless and helpless, as if stepping on a cloud, does not know when it will fall down, which makes people panic.

As the fireworks lit up, she saw a tall figure standing in the middle of the lake, her black hair dancing in the night breeze, her hands behind her back, facing away from her.

The fireworks on the water, the fireworks in the water, wrapped the man in a bizarre world, magnificent and mysterious.

There is a voice in my heart: "Go there, go there......"

As if he had been taken under the Gu, Zhi tentatively took a step forward, tapping his toes on the surface of the water, creating a circle of ripples, and simply did not fall into the water.

Looking at this figure, there is no doubt that it is a man.

As she was about to walk behind the man, she heard the sound of the corners of his clothes flying.

And he, as if he didn't hear the movement behind him, still turned his back to her, looking at the bright fireworks in the night sky, and didn't move.

The strange thing is that the person who is obviously in front of him seems to never be able to get close to him, no matter how the branch goes, no matter which direction she goes, she always sees his back.

How bright the fireworks are, how lonely his back looks.

Amid the sound of fireworks and explosions and cheers from the shore, Eda shouted in a hurry, "Who are you?"

When the man heard this, he seemed to turn his head, but at this moment, Zhi suddenly felt that his feet were empty, and he only heard his own exclamation, and the whole person was instantly submerged by the lake.

The lake water was cold and piercing, and at the moment when her consciousness was about to dissipate, she saw in a trance that on the surface of the lake, her face was shattered by the sparkling water waves, and her eyes reflected the light of fireworks, which was even more beautiful than the stars on it.

"Ahh

Twig rubbed the back of his head and got up from the ground.

She felt a faint pain in her heart dissipate, and her stomach gurgled and drummed, so hungry.

Light and clouds, the breeze strikes.

Zhi stood under the eaves of the porch, looking at the empty courtyard, and in a trance, he felt a sense of vicissitudes.

Isn't it the most popular place to sleep curled up on a wooden slump?

Where did the mallet go? Did you go to the back mountain to nibble red beans again?

The branch searched every room, and the black was gone, it was really strange, it liked to hide in the house and sleep, why was it not at home?

Taro must have gone to the ferry of Peach Blossom Creek with Peng to catch fish, and he likes to run behind Peng's butt the most.

The gas is so good, Uncle Bai Tang must be working in the field.

Zhi went to the kitchen again, huh, how did the dough that appeared on the board every day disappear?

The branches walked out of the yard leisurely, walked across the bridge with the rushing stream, and a peach blossom tree bloomed on the side of the mountain road, fluttering one after another, falling with the wind.

When the old peach tree saw the branches, he was very excited, and said tremblingly, "You have finally woken up!"

Zhi touched the thick branches of the old peach tree, and said with a smile: "Yes, I didn't get up until three poles in the morning, and I was so hungry that I panicked." ”

"It's time for a good meal. The old peach tree also laughed, and the branches trembled, scattering the branches full of peach petals.

Eda finally came to her senses, and she knew what the strange feeling was about.

It was autumn before going to bed yesterday, how did I wake up and the spring flowers bloomed?

By the way, Master?

The branches seemed to have been struck by lightning, and they stood under the peach tree in a daze, full of fallen flowers, and forgot to brush them away.