In my distant memory, there was such a woman, whose smile was as innocent as the sun.

Just looking at each other is enough to overturn a lifetime.

There are different paths to the same end, but they have not been able to live in peace.

In the sealed stone room, there are layers of haze that cannot be dispersed, and the candlesticks on the four walls are lit with blue flames that have not been extinguished for many years, and the stone room seems to have been dusty for a long time, covered with lime cobwebs. But it is not difficult to see that this is a women's boudoir, which can be said to be a women's boudoir, but it really doesn't look like it.

On the dusty dresser, there is a copper mirror covered with thick dust, with jewelry items that a woman should have, and several large boxes are placed on both sides of the dresser. There are several cases in the middle, and an old piano is placed on several cases.

In this place that has been forgotten by the world and has never had the breath of a living person, there is a piano without a trace of gray net, the body of the piano is dilapidated, and the strings are seven, which seems to be full of life and has a glazed brilliance.

I don't know how long later, the candle flame in the room trembled slightly, and a wisp of light smoke floated out of the body of the piano, fell to the side, and turned into a human form, a transparent human body without a body, like a wisp of lonely soul.

Even if she has no body, she knows that she is a woman, dressed in white and long to the ground, with a thin waist restrained by a cloud belt, long hair up to the waist, no hairpin ornaments, candles outlining her delicate face, although there is no body, but exuding a faint soft light, jade-faced hibiscus, bright eyes.

The woman walked on the ground, leaving no footprints behind her. There is a walkway on the four walls leading to another stone room, the woman walked into it with a blank face, the stone room is as bright as candles, and there is a night pearl set on the roof of the room, this stone room does not have anything, only one thing, that is, there is a sarcophagus in the middle.

The woman walked to the sarcophagus, the sarcophagus did not have a stone cover, so at a glance I saw a woman in red lying in the sarcophagus, her long hair hanging down on her chest, a few beaded hairpins, red lips and flames, bewitching and moving, her head resting on the stone pillow, and her hands on her abdomen.

Who would have thought that the woman in the sarcophagus looked like she was asleep peacefully, but she had been lying for a hundred years, a person who had died a hundred years ago, and her body had never decayed.

The woman stood on the edge of the sarcophagus, her eyes fixed on the woman in red.

For a long time, there was a gust of air in the room.

"Want to wake up? I can help you. ”

After a while, a stream of air rushed out of the sarcophagus and hovered inside, "I want to see him." ”

The woman's eyes were golden, she stretched out her hand, and a bead of golden light appeared out of thin air suspended in her hand, and after a while, the bead flew to the sarcophagus, and then flew into the body of the woman in red, and at the same time, a huge golden light emitted from the sarcophagus, and then disappeared.

The woman in red was still lying in the sarcophagus with her eyes closed, and at this moment, she suddenly opened her eyes.

Time shuttles to the distant Nine Fox Mountain, the whole Nine Fox Mountain is verdant and verdant, a few chaotic little squirrels jumped on the branches, holding the hazelnuts and straightening up, as if they were in some danger, their ears were pricked up, and their round eyes probed around, and they jumped away in an instant.

The flowers and plants that were overgrown in one place suddenly and slowly dissipated into a clearing of stones, and the vanished flowers and plants continued to spread until they revealed the hidden cave.

A black crow flew down from the sky and into the cave.

In February and March in spring, the peach blossoms in the courtyard bloomed, Jiang Shining, who had just gotten up, smelled a faint fragrance of flowers, and couldn't help but feel suddenly, took off the cloak hanging on the wooden pole and draped it on his shoulders, walked to the window lattice, stretched out his hand to push open the window, and blew in lightly At the same time, it was accompanied by a few "flutter" sounds, and a small black shadow broke into Jiang Shining's sight. It was a black crow, there seemed to be a pinch of white hair on the top of its head, Xu stopped on the windowsill to rest, the window lattice was pushed by Jiang Shining, the small body almost fell off, the open wings immediately flew up, and quickly flew away towards the blue sky, dropped two feathers down, and one fell on the window lattice.

Jiang Shining stared at the crow and slowly saw that it was gone.

At this time, there was a knock on the door, Jiang Shining glanced at the door and said, "Come in!"

The door was pushed open, and a fourteen or fifteen-year-old maid came in, wearing a washbasin with warm water, green pothos and green clothes, and a double-hung bun, and her appearance was also delicate, and she was Jiang Shining's personal maid Ying Wu.

Seeing Jiang Shining standing by the window with only a cloak in thin clothes, Ying Wu couldn't help but worry: "What is Miss looking at, the wind is cold in the morning, be careful of catching a cold." ”

Jiang Shining played with a black feather in his hand, stared at the peach blossom tree in the yard and smiled: "The peach blossoms in the yard have bloomed." ”

The wind outside the window blew Jiang Shining's hair, and Jiang Shining tossed his hair.

Ying Wu put down the washbasin and saw the feathers in Jiang Shining's hand, and couldn't help but wonder.

Jiang Shining walked over, put the feather on the dressing table, and said, "When I just pushed the window, there was a crow, which was quite big, but I was scared away." ”

When Ying Wu heard the crow, her little face immediately wrinkled, "How can there be a crow, the slave maid heard that the crow is a bad omen, miss, this feather is still lost." ”

"Nothing. ”

Ying Wu prepared his clothes, and then Jiang Shining changed into a goose yellow shirt and dress, and after grooming and dressing, Jiang Shining walked out of the room and stopped in the yard, and the cuckoo bird jumped happily on the branches. She has always been elegant, half of the green silk is pulled, and there are two small red jade tassels in the hair between her ears, hanging down next to her ears, like earlobes. Willow eyebrows, almond eyes, a touch of vermilion.

Jiang Shining was born in an official family, and his father Jiang He was an official of the Xunguo Imperial Court, from the sixth grade. Her mother Liang died shortly after giving birth to her, Jiang Shining saw the portrait of her mother, and people said that she looked like her mother and looked up to the city, but unfortunately, Jiang Shining had no impression of the woman in the painting. In the same year, Jiang He married Chen, and the next year, Chen gave birth to a pair of dragon and phoenix fetuses, and Jiang He was overjoyed.

Jiang Shining didn't have much joy for these two half-brothers and sisters, and the three of them didn't have much closeness to Jiang Shining, plus his father was busy with affairs, and the trivial affairs at home were taken care of by the Chen family.

The sun hangs high in the east, bringing some warmth to the slightly chilly weather.

Ying Wu cut a pot of tea, prepared some food snacks and walked in the corridor, greeted by Jiang Susu, the second lady of the house, Jiang Susu and her brother Jiang Yong are one year younger than Jiang Shining, relying on the Chen family to get used to them, Jiang Susu is inevitably a little arrogant and domineering on weekdays.

Jiang Su wore a blue emerald smoke veil, and smeared some rouge gouache on her fair little face, which covered the original childishness on her face, which was also a unique beauty.

Ying Wu gave Jiang Susu a salute. Jiang Susu glanced at the refreshments in Ying Wu's hand, and asked slightly, "Miss Song is here again?"

Should Wu be, Jiang Susu snorted and walked over.

The Miss Song family in Jiang Susu's mouth is Song Jun, the daughter of the Song family in Fu'an, and the first beauty in Fu'an, whose ancestors have been in business for generations.

Jiang Shining and Song Jun met in the school when they were young, and the two became friends who talked about everything.

Jiang Susu expressed her disbelief in the title that Miss Song is the first beauty in Fu'an, every time she sees Miss Song Family, she has a sour taste, probably unwilling to admit that someone is more beautiful than her.

Ying Wu walked to the pavilion by the lake, the pavilion was hung with white gauze curtains on all sides, soft and transparent, dancing with the wind.

There was a voice of speech coming from the pavilion.

Jiang Shining said: "After the scholar left, the girl was depressed and went away with the scholar in a few days. ”

"Alas, a pair of beautiful people will not die well. ”

Ying Wu walked into the pavilion, put the food on the table, and poured two cups of tea, one in front of Jiang Shining, and one in front of the woman in peach, the woman has a beautiful appearance, her skin is brighter than snow, and there is a bookish air between her eyebrows, that is the Song family's Miss Song Jun, whose beauty can afford to be the first beauty in Fu'an.

Ying Wu listened to it, and couldn't help but quip: "Why did Miss tell this story three times." ”

"My Song Jun likes to listen to it, and he doesn't get tired of saying it ten times. Jiang Shining said and looked at Song Jun.

Song Jun smiled, his eyes bright.

Jiang Shining beckoned Meng Jun to eat something, and Ying Wu stepped aside.

"Shining, you said that the pottery is stored in your house, can you let me take a look. Song Jun said cautiously, although he knew that he was abrupt, but for some reason Song Jun couldn't suppress the curiosity in his heart.

Jiang Shining put down the cup and raised his eyebrows, "Let's go, I'll take you there." ”

"I also heard from my father that after my ancestors bought it, they have been kept as antiques until now, and now it is in my father's study. ”

Song Jun grabbed Jiang Shining, "Shall we go to your father's study?" I'm just curious, so it's okay not to look at it. ”

Jiang Shining stretched out his hand and hugged Song Jun's shoulder, and walked forward with her body, "Don't get in the way, my father will only return to the house in the evening, and occasionally I will go to the study to read." Let's go!"

Song Jun heard Jiang Shining say this, and then settled down.

The study is where Jiang He deals with copywriting, most of the information and books in it are collected by Jiang He from the people, each of which is Jiang He's treasure, when Jiang Shining is bored, he will go to the study to get a few books to read, Jiang He knows, but he has never said anything.

When Jiang Shining walked into the study, Song Jun stood in front of the inkstone in the study and waited, while glancing around.

Not long after, Jiang Shining walked over, holding a sandalwood locket in his hand, Jiang Shining put the box on the desk, and then opened it.

Lying inside lies a jade-like ceramic, small and exquisite, with cyan lines on the porcelain body.

"That's it, in fact, it's no different from ordinary ceramics, it's just that it's small and older. Jiang Shining said.

Song Jun had already come to the desk, looked at the ceramics with joy, and asked, "This is the love token that the scholar gave to the girl?"