I sat at the table, watching the crape myrtle lanterns fly down one by one, and I was stunned.

After living in Dicui Valley for more than a month, I actually don't want to go back to the chaotic world outside, but it's not appropriate to stay for so long, the ice flute in the morning seems random, but I actually put a lot of thought into it, it's just ······ Oops, that's too frivolous, isn't it······ My face was red again, especially the poem······ Why don't you let him go to the east coast with me tomorrow? Hey, this is very good, from the capital to the east coast, the fastest is half a month, and the two of them are chatting and laughing on the road. But as the sect leader, would he agree to make such nonsense? ······

After thinking about it, I am happy for a while, and I am worried for a while, but the tide of thought is surging, and it is always on him after all, no matter what, if I don't try to ask him tomorrow, what's the use of just speculating.

Determined, I blew out the lights and prepared for bed.

The flame shook and almost went out, but it flickered and lit up.

My eyes narrowed slightly, I took a deep breath, and blew out hard, and the air I blew out was filled with white mist, and the temperature was extremely low, causing the water vapor in the air to condense into extremely fine ice Xiaoice.

The flames did not shake, but became brighter.

I had no doubt that he must have done it. My heart was pounding, what was he doing with me in the middle of the night? I looked back and smiled, "Wind Sect Master, you ······."

My eyes widened, and I stopped abruptly halfway through my sentence, staring at the man at the window in a daze.

Ling Yichen!

He was still spotless, and the faint smile on his lips was gentle and melancholy.

I quickly came to my senses, stood up, and said respectfully, "Your Majesty." ”

Ling Yichen actually bowed in return: "Fairy Xiangluo doesn't need to be polite. ”

I couldn't help but panic and said, "Thank you, Your Majesty." ”

"Shallot," he said lightly, "you can call me by my name." ”

The words are gentle and modest, but the careless indifference in them makes me feel small. The respect that an insignificant person like me has for him is really not worth mentioning to him. He's not human at all, and I think to myself, he really should.

"Are you going to live in the Demon Sect Altar like this, and then ······ Become the Lady of the Sect Master? Are you going to escape the rain like this?"

My face was slightly hot, but then the word praying for rain gave me a heavy blow, which ······ At that time, I was ashamed to say that "mountain people have their own tricks", did I just shrink my head and tail to avoid this catastrophe?

I opened my mouth, he stared at me, saw that I was speechless, and said quietly: "Everything has a cause before it has an effect, and those who have an effect must have a cause." The Tao is often nameless, simple, although small, the world can not be a minister, if the prince can keep it, all things will be self-respecting, heaven and earth are combined, to drop nectar, the people Mo order and self-equal······ Follow me. ”

I was like falling into a fog, I didn't know what he was talking about, and I was not bad at being conceited and literate, but what did he want to express??? I was confused, and when I saw him turn around, I also wanted to follow in a daze, but I frowned and hesitated: "Your Majesty?"

Ling Yichen turned around: "Huh?"

"I ······" I turned my head to the side, "I should leave a letter to the Feng Sect Master to explain where I went." ”

Ling Yichen smiled and said, "Why bother?"

I looked at him in bewilderment, his blue eyes as deep and wide as the sea. Since we regard all things as our business, how can we care about this bit of fiction? After a thousand years, who will not return to dust? Who cares who is important? Heaven and earth are in reverse, life is a guest ear, who wins and who loses, who dies and who lives, everyone has his own life, what can the husband say?

His eyes seemed to have magic, like a huge whirlpool, and I couldn't resist the suction at all, and although I thought it was wrong, I still followed him obediently, and we passed silently in the darkness.

I said, "Your Majesty, we are······ Where to go?"

Ling Yichen stopped.

The moonlight poured thousands of miles, sprinkled on the smooth surface of the lake, and the smooth stone walls reached into the sky. Isn't that where I fell that day?

He didn't answer, smiled faintly, and grabbed my wrist. His fingers were cold, and there was no skin touch.

I gasped as I saw a flower, the surrounding landscape spun rapidly, blurring into a dark green halo.

The rotation slowed down, and the surrounding scenery began to clear, and finally stopped.

Kyoto?

The sound of shouting and selling came and went, and at dusk, most of the shops had just lit up lanterns. The twilight star was unusually bright in the darkening sky. This is obviously a snack street, all kinds of supper aromas mixed together, I swallowed my saliva when I was hungry, and the steaming white steam came out of the pot, gathered together, and dissipated in the summer night breeze.

On the street, an elderly father sang with a young girl. The old man's goatee was already black and white, and his clothes were patched, and the little girl was only in her cardamom years, and she was very cute.

Ling Yichen and I stood between the wonton shop and the fried potato stall, surrounded by people, but as if he couldn't see the two of us, Ling Yichen also let go of my wrist and stood with his hands in his hands, staring thoughtfully into the distance. Of course, he is indifferent to the fireworks in the world, but I can't, even if I eat and drink every day, I still salivate at these stalls.

From time to time, the crowd put a few pennies in the clay bowl in front of the little girl, and the little girl kept singing, smiling and bowing.

"Gotta get it" The horse's hooves sounded urgently, and a good horse galloped from the end of the small street.

The crowd hurriedly pushed and dodged, but some people were still taken by the horses, and they got up with a humming and chattering, and they did not dare to shout, and stools, fruit dishes, clay bowls, and all kinds of food utensils rolled to the ground.

I frowned, who would dare to be so nonsense?

？？？

Hypothetical light?

His hair was gray, his Dao crown was crookedly stuck on his head, his Dao robe was messy, he was full of alcohol, his eyes were red, and he muttered: "Slut, Lao Dao has supported you for so many years, Lao Dao has taken care of you in many ways, but you dare to trick me······?

Xuqing saw the little girl, and slammed the horse, and the horse neighed, and the person stood up. He squinted his eyes and shouted, "How old is that little girl?"

The old man hurriedly replied: "Back to my lord, the little girl is twelve this year." ”

humbly laughed and said, "Okay, very good, let's go back with Lao Dao." ”

The little girl cowered behind her father, and the old man whispered, "My lord······ This ······ Immortal, the little girl is young and ignorant, ask the fairy to let the little girl grow for two years, and the old man will send her to serve you. ”

Weak and drunk, his eyes were blurred, and his mind was obviously very unconscious, and he said angrily: "What are you waiting for? When she grows up, will she marry that muddy ball? You want to lie to me too?"

He leapt off his horse and raised his hand to slap the old man. The old man snorted in pain, sat down on the ground, his weak feet did not touch the ground, and his right hand circled the little girl's waist and leaped back to the horse. The little girl cried and struggled: "Daddy!"

I jumped up and jumped up, threw myself at the void and shouted, "Let her go!"

"Bang", white fog fills. The blow from both palms shook my wrist bones with a terrible pain, as if it hadn't hit my flesh and blood.