Ji Nu's life is prosperous on the surface, but she is secretly sad and sad. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

Heavy makeup every night, singing all the wind and snow.

Just to please the literati and inkmen, a few cents of silver.

Yingying Yanyan smiled for half her life, who pities the passing of the years, and the remnants of life wither?

Singers, dancers, pianos, no one can escape this fate, for a full meal, forced to smile.

Black Impermanence is not for a full meal, but he is Yan Xiaomei's Qin Ji.

humiliation, but had to endure it.

Unless, Yan Xiaomei's body, he doesn't care.

How can you not care?

She used all her yang energy to just say a hot cup of tea casually for him.

She turned into a ghost, just for Bojun to smile.

Black impermanence is clear in love and hate, and kindness will be repaid.

But how can this kind of love be repaid?

After playing for Yan Xiaomei for a day during the day, she sang with spring flowers and smiled in the winter breeze.

It's been eons of years since anyone played with her like this.

actually performed the cheerfulness of the girl, so that Caidie mistakenly thought that she was Yan Xiaomei and surrounded her.

After playing enough tricks on Black Impermanence, Yan Xiaomei drove away the colorful butterfly, looked at the ten fingers that had reduced the swelling, and preached to Black Impermanence: "People like you can only play out sorrow, but can't laugh." ”

moved his ten fingers, plucked the rain strings in the air, played a few tones, and was full of pride: "The hand is about to become swollen, for the sake of you and my monarch and ministers, I will give you the last time to play the piano for this monarch tomorrow." ”

When the mood is good, people are also kind: "Black impermanence, I will return my smile to you tonight, and I will never eavesdrop on your words." ”

Giggling twice, Yan Xiaomei danced her sleeves in the wind, standing in the air, like a blooming pear blossom.

"But what I say, can you believe it?"

Leaving a teaser, she laughed and drifted away in the snow.

Bury Xueqin, find the place where the tea is poured, grab the white snow, and smell the tea.

A touch of incense can tell the love and affection.

The night is deep and the moon is shining.

Impermanence does not look at the moon, only standing in the tea field, waiting for Yan Xiaomei to believe in her words, waiting for Yan Xiaomei to pass away.

"Little brother. ”

The joy is no longer in the world, and she still laughs with the tinkling of spring water.

She jumped forward and raised a smile: "Little brother, look, I'm wearing makeup." ”

The forehead is as clean as frost, and the thin eyebrows are crescent.

The most is a little red in the center of the eyebrows, lighting up the starry eyes.

Cherry lips and teeth, a touch of rouge.

Such as the waterfall green silk reflects the moonlight, and the pink cheeks fly red.

"Is it pretty?" she forced a little shame and looked into her little brother's eyes.

The beauty in front of her is the beauty that the brush can't describe.

Black Impermanence nodded slightly.

"Then you can smile. She played tricks and shook her little brother's hand.

She turned her life to make tea, just begging me to smile, how could she bear to let her hope be disappointed?

The corners of his mouth are slightly raised, and the young man is handsome.

Smile slightly, drunk beauty.

"Alas, you are so good-looking, I'm really afraid that others will say that I am not worthy of you. Yan Xiaomei did not hesitate to love him, and played tricks again: "Little brother, your smile is too charming, in the future, you are only allowed to smile at me alone." ”

"Why do you put on makeup tonight?"

He finally asked me how happy I was.

"I didn't make it, I don't know how to wear makeup at all. Yan Xiaomei stuck out her tongue mischievously: "It must be that soul that transformed me, she is really good to me." ”

Is she good to you?

She has used you to the fullest extent to achieve her goal, and she will not let you go even if you are a ghost.

"That's right!" Yan Xiaomei suddenly panicked, and asked worriedly: "Have you drunk that tea?"

The tea has fallen into the snow, and the residual fragrance has dissipated.

"Drink. Heijun nodded: "It's the best tea in the world." ”

She smiled, and in the snowy mountains, she finally let my little brother drink the tea I boiled.

"Alas, I knew that there was today, and I should have studied the immortal method well. ”

Sighing Rulan, she complained of her grievances: "I use all the fairy spirits to make tea with snow, but my mana is not enough, the water is always not open, and I have no choice but to catch my yang energy......"

Yan smiled. Hei Wuchang tightened his eyebrows and interrupted Lingyin: "You have exhausted your yang energy and have become a ghost, do you know?"

The little brother's face was gloomy, and he thought something big had happened, but it turned out to be this.

"Yes!" she replied lightly, unconcerned: "It's not bad to be a ghost, the body is clearer, and the eyes are clearer......"

"After being a ghost, you can only go out by day and night, and never see the light of day. ”

"So what's the matter? Treat the night as if it were daytime. ”

She thought so simply.

"The lonely soul and wild ghost who does not reincarnate will turn into a demon sooner or later, and there will be assassins in the underworld to chase and kill. ”

"Isn't the little brother from the underworld, and you will intercede with the assassins for me?"

It's not just the assassins of the underworld who hunt you down?

"Even if the assassin releases his life, Zhong Kui's sword is merciful, and there is still a catastrophe difficulty. ”

Hei Wuchang said that the ghost was miserable, but Yan Xiaomei became more and more determined: "Little brother said, without that soul, I would have frozen to death in the shadows." Now that I'm a ghost, I won't be afraid of evil anymore. ”

Her love and courage are boundless.

Black impermanence was speechless again.

secretly made up his mind and accompanied her to the edge of the catastrophe, and at the last moment, he could only send her to reincarnation.

"I just have a little bit of a regret. Yan Xiaomei was aggrieved and sighed softly: "I couldn't see my little brother drink that tea with my own eyes." ”

There is no self in her mind anymore, full of black impermanence.

is so loved by her, I don't know how to repay it.

said all the love words to the black impermanence, and lowered his head with a smile.

Heijun was speechless, quietly accompanying the beauty.

When it is silent, it is picturesque.

A little bit of snow, and then add affection.

Just stand like this, stand until the full moon and smile, stand until the stars are sweet.

A salute pierced the silence.

"The ghost minister is impermanent, see the king. ”

The white-robed man fell out of thin air, kneeling between Yan Xiaomei and black impermanence.

"Pig's head, you're back?"

Seeing Bai Wuchang, Yan Xiaomei directly changed his name.

"Ah, are you the little sister of the tea stall?" Bai Wuchang got up, threw away the snow on his knees, and asked in a loud voice: "In front of your little brother, shouldn't you always be idle and chirp like a little hen?"

"It's the swallows that chirp, and the little hens that coo. He glanced at him and grimaced at him: "You pig's head, you are the little hen." ”

Seeing that she was wearing makeup, Bai Wuchang burst out laughing: "The little face has turned into a little flower cat, it's too ugly!"

Yes?

Is it really ugly?

Yan Xiaomei hurriedly asked Heijun: "Is it good-looking?" If you don't like it, I'll wash my face immediately. ”

"Good looking. ”

Jumping smiled and hugged the little brother's arm, showing off to Bai Wuchang: "The little brother said that it was good-looking, and he was angry with you." ”

"You changed your tactics and didn't speak, and you painted yourself with a kitten face, and you really tricked me into kneeling. ”

Bai Wuchang smiled bitterly, smiled proudly, and smiled again: "Pig head, I'm just like you now, I'm also a ghost." ”

She did the ghost too?

Could it be that he was cut off from his longevity?

As soon as these words came out, Bai Wuchang was shocked.

Peeking at the black impermanence, I saw him nodding slightly.

I thought that retrieving the nine souls and nine spirits for Yan Xiaomei would save Yan Xiaomei.

Who would have thought that before the first soul was handed over, Yan Xiaomei had turned into a ghost.

Several times without a war, this is the North Stygian Snow Mountain.