The water of the Tuojiang River is crystal clear. Just like the jade belt, it flows through the bridges flying in the ancient city, and the river water is clear and clear, reflecting the ancient blue tiles and white walls on the side of the stone bridge, highlighting the unique charm of this ancient city.

And tonight is a good wind and a good scene, it has been three watches, but Ah Mei is walking alone on the spring embankment of the Tuojiang River, she is dressed in gorgeous Miao clothes, light makeup and rain, and a drop of tears like pearls falls on the moss-scarred bluestone slab. What fell was a beautiful past and memories.

The silver jewelry worn by Ah Mei was personally decorated by Ah Ge for her, and every silver wire and silver piece inlaid in it was woven by Ah Ge with his love for Ah Mei. The silver horn she wears on her head weighs nine catties and nine taels, and the silver pictures are piled up, just like outlining the beautiful and elegant scenery and water charm of Xiangxi. And she is the picturesque landscape sent by Brother A's heart.

She dressed up and wandered on the bank of the Tuojiang River, looking for it, but she disappeared the familiar figure of Brother in the past, who had met her here for many nights. He would gently cover Ah Mei's autumn-like eyes, pick a hibiscus blooming by the water, and pin it to Ah Mei's placket. But now, the banks of the Qingjiang River are full of hibiscus, but she can't find the person who is smiling and running towards her.

Ah Mei thought of Ah Ge's figure, squatted down, stroked the delicate petals, and in the fragrance and lushness, it seemed to return to the season when Ah Ge was holding her hand. But now that the Si people are far away, the fragrance of flowers is full of paths, and she is alone in the withering red, muttering, and the familiar words of the people in her mind seem to linger vaguely in her ears.

Along the past route, Ah Mei boarded the Hongqiao, the Hongqiao is a wonder made in the sky, at night, countless fireflies stop here, like a thousand bright stars perched on the two sections of the bridge cable, looking far away. This Hongqiao is embellished with fluorescent light, just like a fairy bridge soaring over the Tuojiang River, which is as beautiful as a dream.

And between the bridge cables connecting the other side of the Hongqiao, there are silver locks hanging here, these silver locks left here are the mutual watch agreement between lovers, every couple will come here, husband and wife are concentric, leaving the silver locks on the bridge. With silver as the lock, it symbolizes pure and immaculate love, and on the hanging lock bridge, it symbolizes the fate of locking the three lives and three lives, and will never be separated.

Ah Mei stood on the Hongqiao at this time, it was late at night, the smoke and rain were dashing, she held the silver lock that she was connected to Ah Ge's life, but the tentacles, only felt cold, and could not feel the warmth of the lover's palm. I still remember when she got married, she just cried, unwilling to leave her grandmother, her parents and relatives, and thus marry someone else. But Brother has always comforted her, and the destitute Brother took out all his savings to create this gorgeous silver jewelry for her. And promised, give her the most perfect love.

Their newlywed life is simple but sweet. Every night, Ah Ge will take Ah Mei to the top of this Hongqiao to look at the beautiful scenery of the Qingjiang River under the moon. At that time, Ah Ge will play his beloved Yueqin, and along with the ancient rhythm, he will tell his heart and listen to Ah Mei.

The drizzle sent cold, the Hongqiao was foggy, Ah Mei opened the paper umbrella and looked at the distant sky alone, the rain and fog could cover the teardrops falling from her distracted eyes, but it could not make her full of sorrow in her heart a little relieved. In the vast world, there are fireflies of light, flying in the silky cold rain, silently falling beside Ah Mei, silently accompanying her, the lonely and lonely figure.

She doesn't express her inner feelings, but in her hometown, she will use melodious songs to express her feelings. Thinking on both sides of the Xiangjiang River, the elder brother who is holding the boat in the middle of the river looks at the sister between the mountains in the distance, and wants to express the love in his heart, he will make harmony with mountain songs.

The rain in Xiaoxiang fell, between the bamboo forests, the sound of the rain through the forest and the leaves combined with the song of Ah Mei, and flew into the distance, in the bamboo forest on the riverside, Zi Ya Xianjun and Ah Qing, who were in the mood, heard this distant mountain song, and couldn't help but feel a little sentimental, spontaneously, only to hear Ah Mei sing:

Qingqing Tuojiang water,

Lang with a heart full of thoughts,

My heart-wrenching Lang yo listens to Ah Mei sing,

Camellia does not produce tender green shoots,

Cutting bamboo hollow chaos,

The day of going is like a spring river scene,

Tonight is like a yellow flower

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Ah Mei's poignant and ethereal singing voice spread all over the thousands of alleys, but after the singing, no one stepped on the song to answer, and Ah Ge's soul drifted to where with the breeze. Ah Mei sang a mountain song in her mouth, and tears fell endlessly, falling into the depths of the river, but she was swept away by the turning current, only Chu Yu was miserable and cold.

"Brother, Sister brought your favorite piano, let Sister play a song for you tonight, in the next life, Sister will renew the appointment with Brother again. Ah Mei dried her tears and walked to the wishing pavilion on the other side of the Hongqiao, the wishing pavilion was built in the ancient city in the best place of feng shui, according to legend, the ancestors will hear the wishes of every child of the Miao family, as long as the heart is sincere, it will definitely realize the wishes made, whether it is this life or the next life.

Ah Mei sat on the elegant wishing pavilion, holding Ah Ge's beloved guqin in her hand, and the sparkling Tuojiang River in the drizzle was all in the sound of the piano, copying it into a beautiful landscape scroll. Her affection has been chasing the sound of the beam-winding piano from her fingertips, accompanied by the familiar and distant rhythm, chasing the misty moonlight, the lover who does not return.

There is a word that writes the deep longing for Ah Mei in her heart, which is hidden in the Xiaoxiang seedling field, full of heartbreak and sighing feelings, is the irretrievable and inexhaustible piano rhyme, and is also the old city in the heart that can't get out and can't be shaken. The words say:

Half a Qingjiang fishing fire, a blue water and a bright sky. The dawn moon is covered with smoke and clouds, and the light is hazy. The Hongqiao is in the water, carrying the dust of the sky like a shallow dream, and the Lingting Pavilion is on the shore, and it is determined that the past and present life will not be separated. The old memories linger in the heart, and invite each other to pick the spring and tender bamboo shoots; after many years, hand over the cup and drink the new tea by the stream. Hao's wrist silver bracelet is still warm, and Xiaoxiang sends back to the soul on a rainy night; The elder sister holding an umbrella by the embankment shed tears on the ferry and cried broken jade, and the elder brother who was lying quietly in the middle of the embankment sacrificed his body to bury the heroes without regrets. The beautiful woman looked at the broken branches and willows, and swam to you with the waves.

"Sister, don't cry, I believe that your brother will definitely be looking at you from afar away at this time. I don't think he wants to see you so sad either, so you have to pick yourself up and face life again. ”

The sound of the piano was over, and in the sound of the dripping rain, Ah Qing came to Ah Mei's side, hugged her slender waist, comforted her softly, and said.

"But, Brother, he will never come back......" Ah Mei buried her head in Ah Qing's arms and cried.

"No, your brother has always been there. Ah Mei raised her head, looked at the touching look in Ah Qing's eyes in disbelief, and only heard Ah Qing say earnestly:

"Your brother has not left you, but has always been by your side. He fought to protect the ancient city, but also to protect his sister, although he left you, but his soul is still by your side. He is your hero. ”

"Hero?" Ah Mei thought to herself, her elder brother knew that with the strength of one person, he could not compete with those evil spirits at all, but he still waved the Miao knife without hesitation, guarding this ancient city that gave birth to him, guarding every life that needed him to protect, and even more protecting, his beloved Ah Mei!

Although Ah Ge died in her arms, it was his last persistence that saved Ah Mei's life. If it weren't for his desperate entanglement of the fierce demons, then Ah Mei would have been devoured by the evil spirit at this time. In his heart, there was not the slightest hesitation, he gave up his life to fight for the weak he protected, for the justice he insisted on in his heart, hero, like this.

"I understand! I won't be sad, Ah Mei will inherit Ah Ge's wish and protect this ancient city, and even more so protect everyone who needs help in times of crisis!" Ah Qing's words made this girl walk out of the shadow in her heart and understand the path that her elder brother insisted on, even though the current desolate plane, evil spirits are raging, but she chose to go down with the soul of the departed elder brother and fight for the people who need protection.

The Miao people of Xiangyin, their indomitable and tenacious people, and the road of suffering they walked, were full of blood and tears everywhere. They live in the mountains in harsh conditions, and they struggle for their lives and against other races...... But the ancient Miao people were like white oxen carrying them south, daring to fight against all difficulties and obstacles. This spirit is inspiring every nation in China, every bloody man and every martyr woman, in the endless storm ahead, continue to support the top.

The next day, in the ancient city, from the direction of the city wall, there were passionate reeds and leather drums. Ziya Xianjun woke up Ah Qing, who was sleeping in the pavilion, and the two crossed the Tuojiang River together, and went up to the city wall, only to see that in the south of the ten thousand mountains, there was a rainbow mirage, and it was steaming up from the vast mountains, and countless dense poisonous insects and evil beasts, accompanied by the rolling turbidity, in the direction of the ancient city, the big exorcism miasma, rolled to the ground.

"Ziya Immortal Monarch, didn't you say that you can protect all the people, then let the ancestor take a good look at what you can protect!"

The voice of the Ancestor of Chaos resounded over the nine heavens with the wind and thunder, and it was she who brought the endless poisonous insects and beasts to bring disaster and curse to this peaceful ancient city!

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