Recently, Qianyue has added new worries.

In the mortal world, when children grow up, they naturally want to start a family, but Song Changan is disobedient.

Since he was twelve years old, he refused to let Qianyue go hunting in the mountains.

As the head of the family, Qianyue naturally wouldn't listen, but this little Wang Balamb actually threatened to refuse to reveal Luo Changqing and He Zukang, so she had to submit.

And the plan to support the family also fell on Song Changan.

Under Qianyue's teaching, he opened his talent and had excellent winemaking skills.

Therefore, he opened a winery in Taoyuan, and the business was excellent.

As he gets older, more people come to the door to say goodbye.

Under boredom, Qianyue's stepmother's heart was ready to move.

"Chang'an, which one do you like?"

Song Changan entered the door, first made tea for her, sorted out the husk sundries on the table, and then sat opposite her, and said helplessly, "I don't like it, Sister don't look at it anymore." ”

Qianyue was dissatisfied, "When a man gets married, how can he not become a family?"

"Sister has been in Taoyuan for ten years, and she is very proficient in mortal etiquette. ”

"Hehe, I care about you. ”

Song Changan glanced at her resentfully.

Qian Yue was speechless, and said helplessly, "Okay, I'm just full of food, who let the true immortal who killed that day trap me for ten years and still don't let go." I can't cultivate, so I can't find something to do. ”

Song Changan took a sip of hot tea to hide the bitterness at the corner of his mouth.

Sister is different from him in the end.

"Today, I heard Luo Changqing talking to He Fuzi. ”

"What did he say?"

Luo Changqing said that he had a dream in ten years, and he didn't know when he would wake up from this dream. Sister, do you think this is a dream?"

Qian Yue smiled, "The people in Taoyuan have flesh and blood, the sun has temperature, the birds sing and the flowers are fragrant, and the four seasons are reincarnated." Chang'an is alive in front of me, how can this be a dream?"

After listening to this, Song Changan was silent thoughtfully.

"But everything that has existed and happened has traces to follow, do not look with your eyes, but see with your heart. ”

"There are no differences between monks. Song Changan said in a low voice.

Qian Yue Yanran, "That's nature, everyone's way is different, Luo Changqing and I are by no means all the way." ”

Song Changan put down the tea bowl and leaned over and said, "Sister, can you teach me to cultivate?"

Qianyue was stunned, she had tried many times over the years, but she still couldn't feel the aura.

I don't know if there is no spirit here, or if he is imprisoned by the true immortal with the power of cultivation, maybe Song Changan is not unable to cultivate.

Over the years, his unwillingness, apprehension and uneasiness, Qianyue has seen all of them, but being in the peach paradise is just a plaything of a true immortal, what can he do.

But perhaps, Song Changan can really cultivate?

"I'll teach you. ”

Since then, Song Changan has tried to enter the Tao under the guidance of Qianyue, but he has not found anything.

What the two of them didn't know was that when they spoke, the true immortal who killed that day happened to be standing in front of the water mirror.

He disdained what Qianyue said, and the only thing he remembered was that he was scolded for being "".

The caged fairy bird laughed presumptuously, "Hahaha, you deserve to be scolded." ”

Liyun hooked her lips, "If you want to go out like this, this Immortal Jun will give her a grace." ”

Xianque shuddered, "What moth did you come up with?"

"It's just as she wants, but whether she can go out or not, this immortal king can say that it doesn't matter. ”

Xianque looked at the female cultivator in the water mirror sympathetically, saying bad things about people and being caught, what kind of luck is this?

At night, Song Changan had a dream, and after waking up from the dream, he sat in the middle of the night, and fell silent the next day.

Qianyue is very strange, what's wrong with this child?

"Chang'an, forget if you can't cultivate, it's true to marry a daughter-in-law as soon as possible. ”

Song Changan looked at her with complicated eyes, and regained clarity in the blink of an eye, "Does Sister want to stay here with me for the rest of your life?"

Speaking of this, Qianyue couldn't help but be irritable, "I'll tell me how to leave, it's been ten years, why don't you have any signs at all?"

Song Changan lowered his head and said lightly, "Does Sister want to leave so much?"

"That's nature, I'm going to leave. ”

"If one day, Sister finds a way to leave, can you take me with you?"

Qianyue looked at Song Chang'an at this time, and secretly said that this kid wanted to leave Taoyuan.

She thought about it seriously, "Maybe it's not impossible, a few people are nothing to a true immortal, and I'll take you with me when the time comes." ”

Song Changan's talent and talent, it is a pity to be trapped in Taoyuan, he already knows the outside world, where can a heart be at peace.

"Thank you, sister. ”

"What's the point. ”

Qianyue lay on the rocking chair coldly, and didn't see the light gushing out of his eyes, which went out in an instant, like the desolation after the fireworks.

"On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival, Mr. He invited us to dinner. ”

"Why Mid-Autumn Festival?"

"It's mostly a whim, he's the patriarch, we still have to give some face. ”

Qianyue lazily responded.

In the following days, Song Changan went out early and returned late, and after being busy for a while, he never went out again, guarding her at home all day long.

Mid-Autumn Festival.

Seeing that he was busy in the back kitchen, Qianyue couldn't help but say, "Anyway, dinner has been settled, so you can deal with it casually at noon, you don't have to toss so much." ”

Song Changan looked back at her and smiled very gently, "Mid-Autumn Festival, how can you be casual, Sister go to have tea, I'll be here right away." ”

couldn't persuade him, Qianyue had no choice but to return to the courtyard, as bored and in a daze as always.

The lunch was very rich, the two drank some wine, Song Changan placed her on a recliner, cleaned up the house, and went into the house to change into a moon-white robe.

In the quiet courtyard, Qianyue was half asleep and half awake, and Song Changan called her, and she completely woke up.

"It's rare to be a guest, Xiao Chang'an knows that he has to change into new clothes. ”

Over the years, she has often teased, and Song Changan has long been used to it.

"Sister, hurry up, we should go to the countryside. ”

Qianyue answered, asked him to take the Mid-Autumn Festival gift he had prepared, and the two set off to walk towards the village.

The half-old ancestral hall, with its tall sycamore wood, looks just like it was ten years ago.

It's just that dozens of red lights are lit on the plane tree today, and it is the time when the sun sets, and the lights are not conspicuous.

"Why did He Zukang hang lanterns on the trees?"

Song Changan glanced at her with a smile, "Is it good-looking?"

Qianyue said pertinently, "It looks good after nightfall." ”

Song Changan suddenly took her hand and said, "Sister, go." ”

Qianyue was slightly stunned, and the two of them had approached under the plane tree.

He stood under the tree with his back to the sycamore, and smiled very gently, "Sister, you can go out soon." ”

Qian Yue's eyes widened suddenly, and a bad premonition arose in her heart, and she immediately said sharply, "What are you going to do?"

Qingjun's face was bright, and a deeper smile was dyed, "Sister is so smart, Chang'an really wants to go with you, but unfortunately it can't." ”

Qianyue calmed down, and in an instant, she had already guessed most of it, this damn true immortal!

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