The description of the winter solstice in Chapter 3 of Book 8 is incorrect. The winter solstice should be the longest day of the year, but the original description is the opposite. It has been corrected, thank you litin999 for the correction!

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At the moment when the young man who stood up put the strange and vivid ring on his finger, the bleak world in front of him suddenly burst into a violent wind, as if there was a roar of wind and thunder. After a moment, when everyone regathered their scattered minds, they found that there was a calm all around, as if the thrilling hissing just now was just their own hallucination.

Besides, when he turned around to look after wearing the ghost king ring, he was surprised to find that the ghosts that had been dancing among the ruins of the house had all disappeared, and the ghosts and monsters of different shapes had all bowed to the ground, and the direction of the corners of their heads was invariably facing their side.

Seeing this scene, Xingyan couldn't figure out the reason for it for a while. After being stunned for a moment, he suddenly realized that he made an explanation in his heart that he thought was reasonable:

"Ha, it seems that these ghosts must have seen the disappearance of the reinforcements they invited, so they were so frightened that they didn't dare to fight with us anymore!"

With this thought, the more the Daomen Hall Master thought about it, the more he felt right, so he decided to take this opportunity to explain his reasons to these demons who had quieted down, so as to save people and ghosts from fighting each other in the future. So a moment later, the people of Zhenyin Village, who were staggering, saw the young man who seemed to be the incarnation of the gods, straighten up, clear his throat, and said aloud to the group of ghosts kneeling and motionless in the distance:

"Ghosts, please listen to what the boy said: it is indeed wrong for them to say that the people of Zhuang relied on their ancestors and oppressed you and other ghost clans, but now it is said that you have destroyed people's houses, injured people's muscles and bones, and destroyed hundreds of years of places of interest and historical sites, so that the grudge between you for hundreds of years has almost been eliminated. The so-called enemies are easy to solve and difficult to settle, I think everyone should stop here. ”

Speaking impassionedly, he secretly looked at the fierce ghosts, and found that they did not dare to move, so Xingyan was encouraged, and hurriedly struck while the iron was hot:

"In the future, when you wait for the ghost clan in Xishan, you will still go to live in the dark place of Xishan, and the people of Zhenyin Zhuang will also live in the Qingming place. People and ghosts have different paths, and each does not invade. If this covenant is violated, they will be punished by heaven. What do you think?"

Speaking of which, the reaction of the Awakening Whisper peeking into the ghosts in the distance. It must be known that although what he said just now was reasonable, he was really careful in his words, for fear that if he was not careful, he would provoke a group of ghosts.

It's just that his worries are unnecessary. Although the Four Seas Hall Master himself felt that he was still speaking as usual at this time, in the eyes of those ghosts, what he said just now revealed an indescribable awe-inspiring power.

So just when Xingyan was anxious and waiting for the group of ghosts to answer, he suddenly saw that the ghosts in the distance, which were originally distinct, suddenly became blurred. Before he could react, he saw that the group of ghosts had turned into a huge dark whirlwind, hovering in the ruins.

Seeing this situation, Xingyan hurriedly held the sword in his hand and was on full guard, and was about to turn around to beckon Qiong Wei Xueyi to be careful, but he heard an old voice suddenly come out of the whirlwind of phantoms:

"The ghost clan of Xishan respectfully obeys the covenant of the ghost king today. ”

Before he finished speaking, he saw this whirlwind rise from the ground, circle the tree three times, and then roll all the way to the west.

Seeing this scene, the young man who was secretly sweating suddenly relieved, and it wasn't until the dust disappeared into the sky that he had time to react:

"Ahh

At this time, the dark clouds overhead began to slowly disperse. In a short time, most of the black clouds had disappeared, and the sun, which had been obscured for more than an hour, once again cast a blazing light on the earth.

For such a hot sun, people who have just seen the light of day again, no one can afford to complain. Bathed in such a kind and clear light, even those villagers who were not lightly injured at this moment had the urge to worship the dance.

At this time, the villagers scattered in the ruins, who could still walk, all flocked to their saviors. Looking at these faces full of gratitude, after a moment of embarrassment, Xingyan suddenly had an idea, and hurriedly shouted loudly everywhere:

"Ladies and gentlemen, listen well, I won't tell you that the kid is a disciple of the Qing Palace on Luofu Mountain, this time ......"

Before his voice was drowned out by words of gratitude, Xingyan hurriedly reported himself to the door in an extremely loud voice. It turned out that this time he finally remembered that when he went down the mountain, the head of Lingxu Zhenren, had solemnly instructed him:

"Wake up, this time when you go down the mountain, you will inevitably encounter the matter of subduing demons and eliminating monsters. If things are done smoothly and the merits are complete, you don't have to cover up for the teacher when others ask, after all, this is also the name of demonstrating the morality of the Three Treasures of the Qing Dynasty in my Taoism. It's just that if things are done awkwardly, then ...... Haha!"

In the afternoon of that day, Xingyan said goodbye to Zhenyinzhuang - no, it should be called "Zhangjiazhuang" now. Those villagers of the original town of Yinzhuang, who were accustomed to looking for the protection of the ancestral gods, experienced this ghost tribulation, and at the suggestion of the patriarch, they changed their names according to the surname of the master of Zhang Tang. They were sure that in this way, Zhuangzi would never be invaded by the ghosts of the West Mountain for generations.

Speaking of the awakening words, with the twenty taels of silver in his arms that he really couldn't get rid of, he happily went to the northwest with Qiong Weixueyi. It's just that these happy young men and women don't know that there is one person in the last black purple cloud that has not yet dispersed in the sky above their heads, and the mood is really not happy at the moment. This witch in the clouds with long hair like a purple glow reflecting water is now having a gloomy face:

"This stinky boy, it's really hateful, and I don't know what kind of ghost luck to take, I actually surrendered the foolish ghost king in one fell swoop, and got a ring for nothing—alas, that's fine. The lustful silver apprentice will not die this time, just let me torture and take revenge in the future!"

"Hey, it seems like you're talking about ...... This ring is really beautiful just now, it is windy and ghostly, and it must be very beautiful on my fingers......"

As soon as she thought of this, the witch suddenly woke up and secretly blamed herself:

"Wow~ What jewelry do you want at this time! Now the top priority is to find a way not to let that little dragon continue to be proud!"

Thinking of the annoying smug smile of the Four Desecrated Dragon Maidens, the little witch from the Demon Peak suddenly became completely sober, trying not to think about that beautiful jewelry. Silently looking down for a while, she suddenly had an idea, as if she had been inspired by something. So, seeing her silently perform magic skills, a faint purple light that was almost indistinguishable to the naked eye flashed down from the clouds, and suddenly disappeared into the body of the elegant girl who was walking on the ground. Suddenly, the woman, who was as cold and soft as Mei Xue, immediately thought about it, stopped behind the hall master for a moment, and then followed again.

Seeing this, the witch in the clouds looked proud:

"Hey!~ In this way, this lustful teenager will definitely empathize and don't fall in love!"

Covering his mouth and stealing fun for a while, he couldn't help but sigh again, and said quietly:

"Alas, it's really hard for me to keep that little dragon from always taking the lead......"

After pouring out her heart, the little witch who harmed others and herself urged Yun Jia to go back to the Demon Palace.

And all this, the innocent boy on the ground did not know. When the last cloud on the horizon drifted away, Xingyan was pondering a question:

Will this ring in your hand cause trouble to yourself? You must know that it is incarnated by the ghost king, will your words and deeds be clearly known by the ghost king in the future? If this is the case, it will be a big trouble.

It's just that such a problem is no longer difficult for him. After only thinking about it for a while, Xingyan took it to heart and asked the little sister who was bouncing in front of him:

"Qiong Wei, brother wants to test your questions. ”

Hearing that her brother took the initiative to find her, Xiao Qiong immediately ran back to him, and while walking, she asked eagerly with her face up:

"What questions does my brother want to test?"

Looking at the innocent little girl beside her, Hall Master Zhang blinked and asked seriously:

"Qiong Wei, what did you say that big ghost uncle just now, what do the two long horns on his head look like?"

"Two sticks!!"

As soon as my brother's words fell, the little girl replied loudly without hesitation - hey~ It turns out that this exam question is so simple!

"Woo ......"

After listening to her answer, her cousin brother with a ghost in his heart answered vaguely, and then carefully stared at the ring on his hand, carefully watching its reaction.

After a long while, I chatted a lot with Xiao Qiongwei and Xiao Qiongwei, but I didn't find anything unusual about this ghost king ring, so Hall Master Zhang finally put his mind at ease at this time:

Well, it seems that this free ornament I picked up is not inconvenient to wear.

Today, it's really exhausting to toss all day. After the excitement of getting a huge amount of twenty taels at the beginning, Xingyan finally felt a little tired, so when he arrived in a prosperous town, he picked a decent restaurant and rewarded the people of the four seas who had worked hard.

While eating in the restaurant, Xingyan heard those diners running around the hall talking about the strange things that happened this morning:

This morning, dark clouds were thick and frighteningly dark on the southeastern horizon. In particular, just when the dark clouds in the southeast were arrayed, in the northwest sky, there were two stars suddenly shining, and the stars were twinkling, and at that moment it seemed to compete with the sun!

During the chat, some people said that the shining stars were the two stars in the Big Dipper. Naturally, there are other diners who claim to have better eyesight, arguing that the previous person was wrong. So the usual nonsense in the wine shop teahouse Longmen array was set up.

Such gossip would have been interesting in the past, but the ghost incident this morning was so thrilling that he was so excited at the moment that he was not interested in telling them about his own experience. On the contrary, it was the notice at the entrance of the restaurant that made the master of the Daomen Hall, who was able to capture ghosts and subdue demons, stop for a long time. After walking through the ghost gate, he suddenly felt a little tired. Perhaps, I may still be more suitable to be a restaurant runner......

Skimming his thoughts, seeing that it was not early, Xingyan found an inn with a larger façade to live in. After eating the fright in the morning, the hall master of the four seas, who had always saved, also decided to let go of his heart and let the second daughter in the hall have a good rest.

In this inn called "Yuelai", he asked for two first-class rooms with a garden in the backyard. As soon as I settled in my room, twilight had already fallen.

After bathing, Xue Yi gathered the clothes that the three of them had changed and went to find a water source. Xingyan walked in the small courtyard, watched the moonlight with Qiong Wei's little sister for a while, and told her the story of growing up before the cliff, and when she was satisfied, she coaxed this sticky little sister back to her own room to sleep.

Sent back to Qiong Wei, returned to his room, briefly practiced the method of refining the gods and transforming the void, ran the qi of Taiqing Yang and He for a few weeks, moistened the "Si You" ghost ring by the way, and then a burst of sleepiness hit, and he also went to undress and sleep peacefully.

At this time, the summer moon was bright, and the silver moonlight passed through the window, sprinkling the light like flowing water on the body of the bamboo couch boy.

The soft moonlight, like the gentle eyes of a girl, can soak the young man's dreams. Stretching on the cool bamboo couch, Xingyan seemed to feel so relaxed for the first time. Slowly, the moonlight in front of me rippled like water waves, and the light and shadow between myself and the roof gradually blurred......

Huh? Where is this? Why is it silvery and white around? Have it just snowed?—— how do you remember that it seems to be summer? Could it be that you are too tired these days to remember wrong?

It turned out that Xingyan found that he had suddenly been in a snowy and crystalline mountain, and when he looked around, there was a white expanse everywhere.

"Alas, I knew it was snowing today, and I should have worn more than one piece of clothing. ”

Xingyan thought like this in his heart. As if he didn't have to look down, he could already see the thin summer coat he was wearing. Looking around again, he couldn't help but think in his heart:

"Well, yes, it's snowing, so it's not that hot. ”

It's just that although it is much cooler, the surrounding snow is covered with snow and boundless, and it seems that the scenery is a little monotonous.

Just thinking about it, I smelled a refreshing fragrance in my nose. When I turned my head to look, I found that not far away, there happened to be a plum forest, and the branches were blooming with countless pale yellow plum blossoms, the flower shadows were exquisite, and the fragrance was beautiful. And in front of this Qionglin, which is like a broken moonlight, there is a soft woman standing quietly, dressed in beads, with a long skirt dragging the ground, standing in the plum breeze, holding flowers silently, as light as a fairy.

"She's ......"

When he stared at the face of the plum blossom fairy, the young man couldn't help but be embarrassed, and blamed himself:

"Ah, I didn't think that my fragrant dream would be ...... on Xueyi's head."

It turned out that it was clear in the reflection of the snow and the moon, and the fair woman in front of the colorful plum tree was Kou Xueyi, who regarded herself as a maid in his four seas!

With the experience of falling into a dream last time, the clear-minded boy was ready to wake up from his dream. It's just that when he saw the woman who was as cold and lonely as the plum blossom, he stopped again. At this moment, Xue Yi's eyes were three points of sorrow, three points of expectation, and she couldn't bear to leave her dream for a while. So, before he knew it, he had raised his feet and walked towards the plum forest......

From the time he walked, thousands of crystal snowflakes suddenly fell from the sky, falling to the earth one after another, but people couldn't feel the slightest cold.

"The ...... of the Hallmaster"

Seeing him approaching, the fragrant plum soul that was originally as clear as snow was shaking at the moment, and the jade was faint, just like the fragrant lotus that was exposed. Slightly opened her lips and gently called the "hall master", the stunned girl lowered her eyes, and gently pulled her skirt with her bare hands, nervous, and didn't know how to deal with herself.

Seeing that this plum blossom fragrance soul, who has always regarded himself as a slave, is still so cramped and ashamed in his dream, he can't bear it for a while, and he can't help but feel love and pity.

It's just that he was about to open his mouth to break the silence, but when he saw the beautiful woman in front of him, she seemed to have just mustered up the courage, raised her head, and bravely looked at the clear eyes of the hall master. Seeing her like this, Xingyan swallowed the words that had just come to his lips, and looked at this long-suffering Mei Ling with warmth. Although, in the past day and night, but only in today's dreams, can we stare at each other like this, and the pulse is silent.

After looking at each other speechless for a long time, the young man suddenly smiled, stretched out his hand, grabbed the woman in front of him who was as pure as snow, shook his clothes, and flew straight to the sky. It's just that in an instant, the sea of fragrant yellow plum blossoms with snow has reached the feet of the two. In the eastern sky, a huge full moon hangs like a silver plate, illuminating the boundless fragrant snow and plum forest under your feet. The tranquil moon wheel is so huge, as if it is right next to him, and he can reach it with his hand, and the sky that reflects the boundless sea of flowers is as pure as blue.

As soon as the hall master grabbed her hand, Xue Yi was still a little shrunken, but after flying hand in hand for a while, she gradually let go of her heart, and she lifted her clothes lightly, and let him pull her. When Ling Void is in the sky, it is like taking a fairy chariot, thousands of miles in an instant, overlooking the sea of clouds. With such a vast world, it seems that there are only the two of them left at this moment.

At this time, the snow is fluttering, the world is lonely, and countless plum blossoms are fluttering all the way behind the happy people, like the glow of the snow moon and the tail of the meteor.

Wandering in the sky in her dream is so unrestrained, Xue Yi can't help but fade her hairpins, and let her long hair like a waterfall flutter freely with the wind.

Just as she was soaring, her hall master suddenly took her hand, pressed the cloud, and flew away to the ground. When she was puzzled, Xue Yi saw that among the ten thousand yellow plums, there was suddenly a red plum tree, Ling Xue was proud, and the color was like xia. Just as he was watching, suddenly the young man returned to him. At this time, he was already holding a gorgeous red plum in his hand, and carefully pinched it into his waterfall-like hair. Then a few gentle words rang in my ears, and the slightest hint of heat made the whole body soft, as if it were about to melt......

At such a tender time, facing the shy and timid gentle woman in front of him, the eighteen-year-old boy had long since lost his whereabouts. accidentally saw the same expectation in her eyes again, so I couldn't help it anymore, and reached out to hug her gently-just when the beauty fell into her arms, the Merlin snow and Qingyue Qiongyu around her all disappeared in an instant, and there was an ethereal body around her, as if falling into a sky blue ocean, which flashed with a little pink light.

So the two of them hugged each other gently, and they sank together towards the endless void below, their bodies like fallen leaves, but there was no end, and they didn't want to have an end. When he fell, there were streamers beside him, colorful and colorful, like the light wheel of the flying moon streamer, and like the flower shadow of the spirit staff of St. Bixuan, which was constantly flying by his side......

In such a beautiful and enjoyable season, all of a sudden, the colorful streamers flying around had suddenly converged and condensed into the only color, a little blood-like scarlet, which suddenly expanded rapidly in front of the young man's eyes, and in a short time covered the entire world around him, and there was no sky, no scenery could be seen, and only a shocking blood red was left in front of him......

"Yikes!"

The young man, who was still falling, suddenly sat up from the couch, and reached out to hold it, but there was nothing.

“......”

It took a long time for the boy to wake up from his sleep, get up in his clothes, stand in front of the window, and see the bright moon shining in the courtyard as empty as stagnant water.

"Oh, it was just a dream. ”

Seeing that everything was still the same, Xingyan returned to the couch and fell asleep again. It's just that after a while, I just feel that this bamboo is like ice, and I can't sleep no matter how I meditate and concentrate. So I got up again and went back to the window to admire the moon. Standing silently for a while, recalling the scene in Fang Cai's dream, he turned back to the desk, lit half a candle, moistened the ink and lifted the pen, and put a pen on the plain white silk prepared by the inn:

"Mei Rui is good, the ice and snow are out of smoke and dust. The appearance of the lonely fragrant dust is full of spring. It's just like a flower man......"

As soon as he wrote this sentence, the young man who was full of interest suddenly stopped writing, looking at this last sentence, his eyes were dull, and he was like a madman.

"It's just a little like a flower man. Only less like a flower man. ......”

I chewed this sentence repeatedly, and for some reason, suddenly there was an indescribable bitterness and sorrow, which surged into my heart like a tide.

I was feeling unhappy, and after a while, a cool breeze blew, and I was startled, as if I had suddenly received some kind of mysterious revelation, and there was a poem that suddenly rushed to my heart without waiting for my own thoughts. As if being pulled by a ghost, he involuntarily wrote it on a snow-white paper silk.

When I came back to my senses, I looked at the black font that swam like a dragon, and it was written:

"A little plum blossom soul 100,000 Zhu Yan blood"

Looking at this proverbial sentence, the young man who has always been free and easy was shocked, and he was sad and indignant for no reason.

After a while, he was blown by the cool breeze outside the window before he woke up again. At this time, he found that the wolf bamboo pen in his hand had been pinched and shattered at some point. The black stone inkstone on the desk was also gone, and when I looked down, I found that it had broken in half on the ground.

"Well, maybe it's cold at night, and it's easy to get restless...... Xueyi?"

was laughing at himself, and inadvertently looked towards the door, but found that at some point, the woman next door who heard the sound was already standing in front of the door.

Seeing this pretty face, he was stunned for a moment, and then Xingyan regained his previous agility, and hurriedly covered the words on the case. And the elegant woman who stood at the door didn't seem to see his embarrassment, but only apologized softly by the door:

"Hallmaster, I'm sorry. Xue Yi just now, she just wanted to try the 'dreaming' immortal method that the god had just taught, but she unexpectedly disturbed the hall master's clear dream......"

"Original...... That's really you!"

I was shocked to hear her say this, but it would be nice if I just came to apologize. It's just that just as he was about to say "It's okay", he heard a soft voice come slowly:

"I just listened to the master of the hall reciting poems, a little plum blossom, 100,000 Zhu Yan blood...... Xue Yi wants to be with: 'If the mountain flowers are full of heads, don't ask where the slave returns'......"

Xingyan was miserable when he heard this, and was about to answer, but he saw the cold plain-clothed girl in the moonlight, and said in a trembling voice:

"Xue Yi, I feel good to be with the hall master. Even if you don't get anything......"

And with this faint and slender words, the red candle that had been flickering was finally burned out, and when the candle tears flowed away, only the cold moonlight was left in the room......

Precisely:

Tip of the Cold. The wind fills a thousand mountains, and the snow fills a thousand mountains.

The cuckoo cries blood and is more remnant. Flowers can't help but be cold, people can't help but be cold.

How many joys and sorrows are separated? There are joys and sorrows, and there are joys and sorrows.

The eleventh volume of "Smoke and Dust of the Fairy Road" is over.

Stay tuned for the next volume of this book:

"The Proud Princes of the Floating World"

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