"Sister Xitong, you wait for me!"

"What are you yelling about, I just called you, why didn't I see you so active. ”

Ah Qin scratched his head, "Immortal Master Fangcai, she told me a story, I was fascinated by it for a while, and I didn't hear you call me." ”

Xi Tong glanced at him, "I told you to tell you that from today onwards, you and I don't have to go to Lingquan." She suddenly lowered her voice, "What the fairy lord said, we have sent so many expensive pills and medicinal herbs in the past few days, presumably the one there is already well, so there is no need to go in the future." “

Ah Qin's eyes widened, "Okay, is there really anyone? is he alive?" "I guess there is, I don't know." “

Ah Qin thought about it, and finally pulled the corner of Xi Tong's clothes and pulled her aside, "You say, who is the immortal master trying so hard to save?" "What do you mean?" "I just thought, the spiritual spring is a forbidden land in Sichuan Mountain, why it is a forbidden land, you also know, the water in it has great spiritual power, but because it is too rich and pure, people who are not high in cultivation cannot use it at all, just like poison." So far, I've only heard of two people going in, one is Uncle Zhu Mei, and the other is a young girl, who do you think will be in there now?"

Xi Tong thought for a while and said, "It won't be the two of them, Uncle Zhu Mei is said to be still sick and lives in the Wandering Sound Palace." The young girl left Chuanshan two months ago, and I asked my master about it. "Why did my sister leave?" Ah Qin was a little excited, "I, I mean the young girl, how could she just leave? She told me that she likes Chuanshan very much." "I don't know the specifics, but I heard from the master that she went back to the place where she once lived, saying that she missed there, and the fairy lord personally sent her out of the valley." There's nothing to worry about, she'll be back. “

Ah Qin looked up at the sky, "I always feel that something is strange, and I feel a little uneasy. "You little child, where so much restlessness. By the way, just now you said that your immortal master told you a story, and you were fascinated by it, what kind of story, and you also said that you will listen to it with me. "Oh, it's a folk story, and it's ·······"

Nian Nian woke up from the darkness, and heard the two of them muttering for a long time, she was still like a wandering cloud floating alone in the unknown space, unable to see the past scenes, but her sense of hearing was much stronger, even if Fang Cai Ah Qin and Xi Tong were still half a mile away from the spiritual spring, she could hear their conversation vaguely.

She didn't know if it was day or night, but she felt like she woke up a little more, and she didn't suddenly fall asleep when she wasn't thinking about something. She could also remember that Ah Qin and Xi Tong were coming, and she could recall the cause and effect of their words if she thought about them carefully.

I am still in Chuanshan, in the spiritual spring, and I call myself Nian Nian. The immortals besieged Chuanshan because of the resentful spirit, and they jumped out and claimed to be a resentful spirit, thinking that they could hold an immortal hostage and escape, but at a critical juncture, the innocent brother came back, and then ······· Kill yourself?

Am I a ghost now? I moved my body every year, but there was no imaginary pain, and my limbs were wrapped in warm liquid, as if soaked in warm water in the middle of summer, with indescribable comfort and relaxation. It was as if the heart-wrenching pain was a dream that never existed.

Nian Nian panicked, she thought that she would die, and she also thought that she would be reincarnated after death, and become a year that everyone did not know and did not know everyone, but what was the situation now? She may be dead, but her soul is still wandering in the mountains and rivers.

Nian Nian suddenly felt shocked, why couldn't she see herself? How could she not see her fingers, arms, or skirts? She slammed her strength as if she was asleep, and then suddenly sat up from the bed.

In my ears was the abrupt sound of water, and the droplets of water were splashed everywhere and gently slid off the skin. It's a little itchy, the wind blows there, and it's a little cold.

Cloud doves flew overhead, there were five of them, and three more were flying towards this direction not far away.

She took a deep breath and slowly opened her eyes. The darkness in the original line of sight seemed to be shrinking at the moment, and the dark edges had a vague glimmer, and the world was gradually becoming clearer, it was a familiar world every year, full of familiar flavors.

The cascading pools stretch from the mountainside to the bottom of the mountain, and the entire half of the mountain is hidden in the colorful light and shadow of the pond water. Reflecting on the water on a sunny day, there is a beautiful woman at this moment.

A person stands quietly in the water, as if he has been standing like this for a long time, blending in with the surrounding scenery and becoming a painting in the water. She was bare, her skin was crystal clear, and the sun was dancing on her long black hair. She looked up slightly into the distance, and the depths of her eyes were clear. Her whole body reveals perfection, and she seems to be standing for a long time in this silent and distant world, silently telling the magic of nature.

She is the spirit of the landscape, with the aura of heaven and earth between her eyebrows, and her five senses are far better than ordinary people. She is every year, every year when she wakes up!

The water evaporated from her skin, and as soon as she beckoned, several large, soft leaves flew from the jungle opposite, and she took them, wrapped her new body in them, and walked out of the pool with light steps, each step graceful and elegant, as if a goddess had descended into the world, not eating the fireworks of the world.

Nian Nian looked at himself in the water when he was a little stunned, the person in the water was like himself and not like himself, the eyebrows and eyes of that face were more delicate and charming, her eyebrows had a little pale gold nicks, and the whole face was bright and bright, her body was crystal clear, her skin was shining in the sun, her body seemed to be full of strength, like a surging tide, with breathing, the waves were magnificent.

Nian Nian smiled softly, then suddenly remembered something, got up and searched around, and then stopped.

By the pool at the top of the mountain, there is a set of dresses neatly arranged, and the lake-blue long skirt fabric is fine and soft. Nian Nian walked towards it, but not for the beautiful dress, she grabbed the emerald bamboo flute above the skirt.

There are some mottled traces on it, witnessing that the battle with Ying Yue is not a dream, and the siege of the immortals is not a dream. She held the bamboo flute until the end, when she sealed her in the enchantment, and she lost her last consciousness and failed to hold the bamboo flute.

Nian Nian gently stroked the bamboo flute and smiled sweetly. I finally didn't lose it, I guess it was Brother Wuwu who brought it back for himself in the end.

Every year, he changed into that skirt, tied up his long hair with silk, faced the mountains, and held the bamboo flute in front of him. The melodious sound of the flute swirled out of the valley, elegant and tactful, with a low voice. The sparkling light of the water reflected the moving brilliance and outpouring in the girl's eyes.

The last time you sent me to the spiritual spring, I secretly ran out to meet you, and caused a great disaster, so this time you sent me, and I stayed here and waited quietly for you to come and see me after being reborn.

The man in a white robe fell silently behind him, standing quietly, waiting for the song to end, neither near nor far away. "You're awake. The beautiful sound made the spring water still and flow, and it slid all the way to the bottom of my heart. "I'm awake," the peerless girl turned in the sun, "Brother Wuji." “