Murong Yixue pushed open the door, and now that there was no one in front of him, he jumped on the roof lightly. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

The strange thing is that the injuries on his body seem to have healed, Li Wangshu's herbs are really effective, Murong Yixue took out a turquoise bamboo slip from his arms, and he actually used this short bamboo slip to play a gentle tune.

It was already late at night, why did he go up to the roof and play such a tune at this time?

After the song was played, Murong Yixue sat down on the eaves, and a white eagle flew from the northeast, its feathers were pure white, and its wings had faint black patterns, it was a rare Haidongqing!

Hai Dongqing is the god of ten thousand eagles, mostly from the Changbai Mountain area, this kind of eagle is the most ferocious, but for some reason, after it saw Murong Yixue, it fell meekly down the roof ridge and stood beside Murong Yixue like a stone statue.

Murong Yixue stroked its neck, carefully tied the letter to its legs, and gently patted its wings, then it looked back at Murong Yixue, and after hovering in the sky for several weeks, it flew away reluctantly.

Murong Yixue sighed: "I wish he could see this letter earlier, I didn't expect the situation to be so serious this time..."

What does that pitch-black mandala flower represent? Why did Murong Yixue always be calm and calm, but when she saw it, she became so abnormal?

He couldn't help but think of the man in the golden brocade robe and the red sword in his hand ten years ago, and the pitch-black, weird mandala flower he left behind...

At the first time of the warm sun, Murong Yixue yawned, and when he came in, he felt that the wound was completely healed, but he was a little sleepy.

In the past few days, his wing room has been very lively, Li Wangshu entered the door like a doctor to look at the smell and ask for half an hour, Su Wan'er sent seasonal fresh fruits, and Lin Yurou also passed twice, but fortunately, it was just a few simple greetings.

These people came more diligently, and Murong Yixue only felt tired, except for one person. In recent days, Bai Yunxi often took her piano to play a song from time to time, and then simply placed the piano in Murong Yi's snow room.

This can make Murong Yixue toss a lot, and those who are proficient in music and rhythm know that the natural sound of the person who plays the piano can control people's joys, sorrows, and sorrows. At first, Bai Yunxi first stroked Xiaoxiang Shuiyun, this song Murong Yixue liked the most, and suddenly felt that his heart suddenly brightened. Bai Yunxi was also happy in her heart, so she came to another song of autumn wind lyrics, it doesn't matter if you don't play it, after the song ended, she almost bounced out Murong Yixue's tears, as the so-called man has tears worth a thousand gold, Bai Yunxi asked without knowing Do you like this song, Murong Yixue's expression was blank, but he liked it, he liked it.

This Bai Yunxi was interested, and he turned Murong Yixue's wing into a music workshop, a good night, and a blissful chant. Sometimes there is also a Zen mantra full of Pu'an.

Murong Yixue was a burst of joy and sadness, before he fell asleep at night, he always felt that the ancient rhyme of the song was in his ears, and he was even thinking about whether to throw Bai Yunxi's qin into the lotus pond in the back mountain again.

On this day, Murong Yixue had just finished eating the cage buns sent by the servants of the Jade Emperor Villa, and drank a sip of Longjing, when he heard a familiar knock on the door: "Brother Ding, are you awake?" Murong Yixue almost took a sip of tea and was about to come out, Bai Yunxi happily walked into the house, her steps were light, and she was very interested, like playing the posture of Yangguan Sanjie. Murong Yixue hurriedly got up, took her arm and walked out, Bai Yunxi said angrily, "Brother Ding, where are you going." ”

Murong Yixue turned around and said with a wry smile: "As long as it's not in the house, it's okay to go anywhere." The two walked casually for a while, not realizing that Murong Yixue had been holding Bai Yunxi's arm, and at this time, they found that the atmosphere was a little embarrassing, Murong Yixue coughed lightly and said, "We... Would you like to go to the Nine Creek Smoke Tree and take a look?" Bai Yunxi blushed and responded like a mosquito.

The spring water in the south of the Yangtze River is as green as blue, the two of them walked along the stream for a while, and the green mountains and green fields in front of them are in front of them, the breeze in the mountains is refreshing, and the warm sun shines obliquely in the forest from the mountains, and the green leaves all over the mountains have become golden.

Murong Yixue had not accompanied Li Wangshu to the Jiuxi Smoke Tree to enjoy the music before, and Bai Yunxi was the same. Because of this, there is a story like Murong Yixue saving Bai Yunxi, and when it comes to marriage, it is indeed fate.

Speaking of the scenery of the smoke trees in Jiuxi, as the name suggests, Jiuxi is naturally nine streams such as Qingwan, Buddha Stone, Yunqi, Baizhang, and Tangjia. Every time Murong Yixue came here, he couldn't help but sigh at this magnificence, the confluence of the stream in front of him was turquoise, like a flawless jade. The smoke trees around it were thickened, leaving only a gap, and the water of the waterfall flowed down like a curtain of beads. On the opposite bank of the confluence is an arch bridge, and you can walk up the stone steps behind the arch bridge to see the waterfall up close.

Murong Yixue has been stuffy in the house for too long in the past few days, and slowly paced on the small bridge, and the splash of the waterfall splashed on his snow-white clothes, but it was cool, and the two walked on the stone steps for a while, there was a pavilion, Murong Yixue thought that it was Bai Yunxi's woman's body, so he called her to rest for a while.

Looking over the waterfall, there was no road. To be exact, there are no stone steps to walk, but the tea farmers who pick Longjing in the mountains and the small merchants who sell osmanthus candy come and go frequently, and they walk out of a relatively clear path.

Murong Yixue suddenly smiled mysteriously and said, "I won't tell you, this mountain top has a big secret about me. ”

Bai Yunxi held her cheeks in her hand and smiled: "What is the secret, can you tell me?"

Murong Yixue's eyes were gentle, and she suddenly smiled again: "But I don't know, after so long, this secret is still there." ”

At this time, it was Bai Yunxi who took his hand and said, "Go, whether it's or not, we have to take a look." ”

Bai Yunxi walked on the way up the mountain, as if he regretted it a little, the slope between the mountains was steep, so he had to pull Murong Yixue's sleeve and move forward slowly, along the way, he couldn't help but ask curiously, what is the secret? Murong Yixue deliberately shook his head and smiled silently, no matter how Bai Yunxi mocked him, his lips were like sticky paste, and his mouth was tight.

The two frolicked all the way, and before they knew it, they were almost close to the top of the mountain, and they didn't know when the red glow had risen in the distance, and it was not too early.

Murong Yixue's figure suddenly stopped, presumably it had arrived.

He leaned down, carefully caressing the trunks of the thick branches around him, and looked up and down carefully, he had already seen four or five trees, Bai Yunxi sat down not far from him, a pair of jade hands around his knees, watching his actions.

Murong Yixue stroked a tree for a long time, frowned slightly, he looked around the tree again, and suddenly said happily: "I found it, it's really here." He is usually calm and calm, but at this time he looks like a five or six-year-old child, Bai Yunxi couldn't help but sneer: "Ding Daxia, have you found any treasures?"

She stood up and walked straight over, Murong Yixue was taking out a wooden box that looked very old from the dirt, and took out a pair of mysterious 'treasures' from the wooden box, and he gently brushed the dust off it.

Bai Yunxi was stunned for a moment, there was no treasure hidden in the wooden box, but it was just a pair of clay figures, because the clay figures had been placed for a long time, the color on them was incomplete, but it was not difficult to see that this was a man and a woman, the man's coarse cloth shirt, his appearance was mediocre, but he looked like a farmer in the countryside. The woman is dressed in plain clothes, and her appearance is not beautiful, but she looks really kind to the woman.

It's just that these two clay figures are too expressive and lifelike, as if there is no difference between real people.

Murong Yixue was silent for a long time before muttering: "Although this clay figure is not a priceless treasure, it is the craftsmanship of Yanjing Clay Man Zhang, and the figure pinched is the Cowherd and Weaver Girl. He smiled again, and continued, "If you don't like it, I'll give it to you." ”

Bai Yunxi carefully put the pair of clay figurines into the wooden box, and said softly: "I like it very much." She stood up, maybe she was squatting up in a hurry, she only felt dizzy in her head, and the weight of the whole person pressed towards Murong Yixue... At this time, Murong Yixue was also unable to react, only felt that his chest was hit, and the whole person fell to the ground on his back.

When she came back to her senses, Murong Yixue only felt a special aroma coming from her arms, and when she opened her eyes, she was startled, Bai Yunxi was in front of her, and she could even feel that her lips were about to touch the tip of her nose, and what was even more terrifying was that his hand was wrapping around her jade willow-like waist, feeling it close to her chest... Murong Yixue actually blushed at this time, and stammered: "I..."

Bai Yunxi's face was also red and hot at this time, the distance between her and Murong Yixue was so close, she could even clearly feel Murong Yixue's breathing. As the sun set, the afterglow of the setting sun sprinkled on her cheeks, and she and Murong Yixue looked at each other, unable to speak.

In the end, it is just a rain of smoke and rain, and fate is determined by three lives.

When I returned to the Jade Emperor Villa, it was already after dusk.

Before the two of them could enter the main hall, they saw a handsome young man coming out from a distance, it was Li Wangshu.

Li Wangshu seemed to be a little anxious, and sighed, "Where did you two go?"

Bai Yunxi said abruptly: "With Brother Ding protecting me, what are you worried about?" Wangshu, have you prepared a delicious sea bass feast? I haven't eaten enough a few days ago, and today I suddenly have some thoughts. Bai Yunxi only felt that the journey of the Nine Creek Smoke Tree was not easy, before Li Wangshu and the others were in a carriage, she and Murong Yixue walked in a hurry, all the way down on foot, and the mountain road was more physically demanding, she only felt a slight noise in her stomach, her pretty face flushed, and she learned that she was really hungry.

Li Wangshu smiled bitterly: "What's so difficult if you want to eat sea bass, I'll ask someone to prepare it, but..."

Bai Yunxi looked at him and wondered, "Just what?"

Li Wangshu looked at Bai Yunxi and Murong Yixue's intimate appearance, and sighed unconsciously: "When you are not in the villa, Elder Brother An Ge has arrived, and you should be waiting in the main hall at this time." ”

Bai Yunxi's expression suddenly became gloomy, like a sunset after dusk, dimming little by little.

Her relationship with Xie Ange is a pain she has never wanted to think about.