63. Letterhead

I looked up at Li Yu standing behind me and asked him, "Do you know where Lan Lin is staying now?"

Li Yu shook his head: "This place should be a small mountain valley in Xiyun Mountain, hidden in his void by Guosu, even if you find this mountain, it is difficult to enter, it has been sealed by Guosu with the "Da Luo Cultivation".

In the past few thousand years, Guo Su has also cultivated a lot, but it is a pity that he has fallen into the demon path, gathering evil spirits to pretend to be fruit and gravel to plague Xiyun Mountain, I am afraid that he will not be able to die well if he continues like this. ”

I wanted to speak later, Li Yu patted me on the shoulder and said, "Don't worry, Lan Lin and Guoli will be fine at present, although they are trapped in the mountain valley, there are flowers and flowers, the climate is pleasant, and there are immortal herbs and immortal herbs everywhere, they will be fine."

What's more, the two flavors of medicine and the 'Heavenly Sword' he is looking for will definitely come to find us first, so don't worry, we might as well let him come to us if we go to find them in the vast world. ”

I nodded.

"Oh, there is one more thing, when I was tracking Guosu, I saw Xiao Chen and the 'Xishan Shangren'. ”

When Yu Niang's body shook violently, Qianyu asked me in surprise, "Have you seen my father?"

"Yes, he is not dead, he and the 'Xi Mountain Master' are locked up in a cave next to the Heishui River, where there is a canoe ferryman, who is Guosu's men. ”

"Great, sister, I want to see Daddy, you can let the stone mirror show it!

Qian Yao shook my shoulders excitedly and shouted happily.

I responded to Qian Yao, and was just about to cast a spell on the mirror, when the stone mirror suddenly turned into a bright light.

The ferryman of the Heishui River appeared in the mirror, the ferryman was rowing the boat quickly, and there was Guo Su standing in the bow of the boat, he was really very similar to the fruit gravel, the wind blew his long figure, his waist was erect, and the big sleeves of his robe were fluttering and swinging, and he was in a chic figure.

The ferryman quickly rowed the boat to the island, and Guosu stepped into the hollow of the rotten wood.

Guosu walked briskly, walked into the tree hole, passed through the cave and came to the depths of the tree hole.

Guosu came directly to the "Man of Xi Mountain", and the "Man of Xi Mountain" closed his eyes and rested in the cage of brown and tangled roots.

Guo Su stood in front of the "Master of Xi Mountain" and stared straight at the "Master of Xi Mountain", for a long time, and finally Guo Su said to the "Master of Xi Mountain": "Master Master, Jiang has never suffered the sword wound of the "Heavenly Sword", and now his life is in danger, please ask the Master to guide him to save his life. ”

The eyes were originally closed, "When the people on Mount Xi heard Guosu say this, their closed eyes opened, and the essence in their eyes flashed.

"What? My mother is injured, and she is dying? No, mother!" Chunjiao, who was imprisoned next to her, threw her hair loose and threw herself to the edge of the tree root cage, clutching the rotten roots of the cage in her hand and screaming loudly.

Guosu waved her palm at Chunjiao irritably, and Chunjiao fainted in the cage.

"The sword wound of the 'Heavenly Sword' is very difficult to treat, and the medicine needed is very rare. The man on Xishan glanced at Guosu and said.

"Yes, I know that I need two herb primers, one is the two blonde hairs of the sun god 'White Horse' of the Sun God of the Heavenly Court as a medicine primer, and then find the 'Drunk and Happy' flower of the ice dragon of the winter melting plum garden in Xiyun Mountain.

Then find Li Yu, the lord of the 'Black Prison Country', to use his 'Heavenly Sword' to train these two medicines into an elixir, and drink them with the medicine to treat wounds, and they can be cured in seven days. Guosu said eagerly," said the man from Xishan.

The Venerable Master of Xishan nodded: "The words are good, but it is not easy to find these three things, how can you go to Heaven if you are a mortal demon? Even if you go to Heaven, how can you guarantee that you can see the sun god 'White Horse'?"

Even if you see 'White Horse', you won't necessarily be rewarded with two blonde hairs. The man on Xishan said to Guosu.

"Please advise. Guosu said to the people of Xishan.

"If you want to save the Immortal Gu, you have to ask for someone. The man on Xishan said to Guosu.

"Who?" asked Guosu anxiously.

"Li Yu, the lord of the Black Prison Country, he is the one who owns the 'Heavenly Sword', and his absolute injury must be caused by his 'Heavenly Sword', he is the younger brother of the 'White Horse', 'Chiwu', you go and beg him, maybe he will help you. After speaking, the Venerable Master closed his eyes and stopped paying attention to Guosu.

Guosu stood in front of the people on Xishan Mountain for a while, turned around and walked to Chunjiao's cage, reached out and opened the cage to carry Chunjiao out and out of the cave.

The ferryman took Chunjiao from Guosu and put it on the boat, Guosu stood on the bow of the boat, and the boat flew like a sword into the dark distance.

Guosu brought Chunjiao back to a small Zhuangzi, which was not gorgeous, but very clean and elegant.

There is a big courtyard in the Zhuangzi, there are many apricot blossoms planted in the yard, there is a bird's nest on the apricot blossom tree, and there are two orioles chirping in the bird's nest.

Guosu carried Chunjiao into one of Zhuangzi's rooms and placed her on the couch.

Raising his hand and waving on Chunjiao's face, Chunjiao woke up faintly, opened her eyes and looked at the fruit millet next to the couch, frightened her limbs and hurriedly crawled into the couch.

Chunjiao curled up and hugged her trembling body and looked at Guosu vigilantly.

Guosu frowned, took out a stack of letterheads from his arms and handed them to Chunjiao.

"This is your mother's room, and this is my correspondence with your mother, so take it and read it.

After Guosu finished saying and threw it to Chunjiao, she went out of the room, Guosu seemed very tired, went to another room and fell asleep on the couch.

Chunjiao sat trembling with her knees hugging for a while, making sure that Guosu would not come in again, and slowly reached out to take a letter and open it.

This is a letter that seems to have been written in a desperate way:

"You listen to loneliness singing,

Gentle, crazy.

The grief is getting deeper and deeper,

How can I stop it?

I remember a song you sang to me.

In dreams

A song that stirs people's hearts

It makes people cry all over the place,

My heart thinks of you all day,

Where have you been?

My heart was filled with loneliness.

Desire is the demon of the heart

It's a thousand calls for the soul,

It is disguised as love,

A thousand charms captured me.

It's not my fault that I'm in love with you,

It was your loneliness that seduced me and made me erroneous. ”

Chunjiao then opened the second letterhead, like Guosu's letterhead:

Loneliness always causes trouble,

It devoured me in the dark night with its bloody mouth,

Accumulate white bones

Doom to come.

The third letter:

Wild chrysanthemums in the wilderness, sassy in the wind.

Lonely and self-appreciative, the wilderness is unpretentious.

The clouds flew by, and he praised the wild chrysanthemum with a smile: "You live in the wilderness, there is no lead in your heart, heaven and earth are your parents, and the red glow is decorated with brilliance." Although the wild chrysanthemum is small, the wasteland is sublimated. ”

Chunjiao no longer looked through the letters, but just sat on the couch with her legs in her arms.

In the red dust, the wind and dust obstruct the eyes, and the clouds cover the face.

How many people think that they have met love, but in fact, it is just that it has nothing to do with loneliness and has nothing to do with love.

Chunjiao suddenly laughed, and after laughing, she cried again, choking on tears and coughing and convulsions.

After Chunjiao cried, she picked up the fourth letterhead, which was absolutely unacceptable:

"Fluttering in the sky,

Clusters of ice crystals like balls,

The cold wind blows and wanders all over the world.

The spring flowers of the grass and trees are like the soil,

The eyes are full of barren hills.

On the bank of the willow bank, the thin leaves are endless.

I can't bear to look at it, let it be drowned,

The nostalgia condensed into sorrow,

Long lock eyebrows, long lock eyebrows. ”

Chunjiao wiped away her tears and looked at the letter, she saw that her mother had a heavy sorrow in her heart that could not be dissolved.