(a)

Standing in front of a sea of flowers, I can't tell what it's like to feel like in my heart. Wandering or excited, as if I had been here a long, long time ago.

The cool wind blowing in all directions blows ripples one after another in the sea of red flowers.

I stretched out my hand, and suddenly I wanted to touch the petals that were as red as blood.

But the ghost king suddenly grabbed my hand. He looked at me and said, "On the other side of the Lechuan River, this flower grows on the other side, and now it has been ten thousand years. Regardless of people, gods, immortals and demons, the memories of past lives can be remembered and awakened. ”

I sighed, "I can't imagine that there are such gorgeous flowers in the ghost world. ”

The ghost monarch looked at the flower on the other side, his expression was a little confused, and said: "There are not only such gorgeous flowers on the other side in my ghost world, but also a naughty and nonsense little demon called Mi Qian." ”

He lightly touched the blood-red petals with his fingers, picked a piece and put it between his fingers, and when the wind rose, he let go, and let the petals flutter and float on the red waters of the Lethe River.

I was picked up by Master 70,000 years ago and returned to Kunlun Mountain, and I have been in Kunlun Mountain for 70,000 years. With this in mind, I finally reached out and touched the other side of the flower.

What I want to see is the past life of Leaning on the string, not the shallow past life.

Then my hand will touch the petals, and the cool breeze will rise again, and the flowers on the other side of the ground will fly very brilliantly. The petals of the demon are like soft feathers, and one petal after another gradually hangs in the air. Dots of red light rose from the sea of flowers, flying gently around me and the Ghost King.

The Ghost Monarch slowly raised the corners of his mouth, his eyes seemed to be stained with stars, shining, and said, "Mi Qian, I know, I know that you have a way to wake her up!"

Suddenly, it seemed as if a lot of things were converging into one stream after another, constantly flowing into my mind from the petals passing through my fingertips.

My head hurt like it exploded. We let go of our hands and took a few steps back. Suddenly, the petals flying in the sky fell, and the little red light flew back to the heart of the flower.

The Ghost Monarch supported me from behind, frowned, and said, "There are many things rushing into my head at once, and of course my head hurts." ”

I rubbed away from the ghost king's hand and squatted down. Not only does my head hurt, but my heart hurts so much. An image gradually became clear in my mind.

The long hair that fluttered like clouds of smoke on the broken immortal platform, and the blood-stained red clothes, transformed into a beautiful woman with crimson eyes like flowing jade all over her body, and her skin was like clotted fat in a patch of red petals. She smiled at me and said, "Mi Qian, you are the most eccentric little demon in my ghost world, and you don't know what to do with this group of immortals!"

The sword light and sword shadow in the heavenly court were leaking in all directions, and I saw that the ground was full of red and blood-stained petals. A wisp of red blood flowed out of her mouth, her eyebrows were thick, and she still smiled lightly: "Mi Qian, while the old lady can still see it, you can quickly laugh again and show the old lady......"

I held my head, but my heart ached even more. I can't remember who she was, I didn't know who she was, but she lingered in my mind as if it were rooted.

The ghost king squatted down, wrapped his long arms, and suddenly hugged me into his arms.

He said, "Mi Qian, even if you haven't remembered anything, you haven't forgotten her." ”

My mind became more and more chaotic, but I suddenly mourned and said, "Staining, staining." ”

The ghost monarch was stunned, hugged me tighter, and said in a low voice: "You really haven't forgotten her, it's not in vain that she has been waiting for you here for 70,000 years." ”

(b)

I stood up with my body swayed, brushed away the ghost king, and walked to the depths of the sea of flowers on the other side. With each step forward, my heart became heavier and heavier, and the red light in the air became brighter and more beautiful.

Behind him, Wei Chen's voice came clearly: "Back then, she ended up with a soul scattered for you, and her immortal body was destroyed, but only a little weak essence was scattered and nourished in the heart of this flower on the other side." I've been sleeping for so long, and I think she'll continue to sleep like this. ”

When I sat down next to the deepest flower, the tears kept falling. At that moment, I couldn't tell who I really was. Whether it is leaning on the strings, or shallow.

Many of the past events were remembered as I went deeper into the flowers on the other side.

It turned out that the dream that had been haunting me and confusing me was not actually a dream, but a real reality. I've been sighing for the woman crying in my dreams, but I don't think I'm actually feeling sorry for myself.

I still remember that time, the heavenly court was full of immortal energy, and there was a peaceful and festive atmosphere everywhere. Even the towering Nantian Gate was hung with a red bead curtain.

That day was the fairy marriage painted by the Heavenly Court Physician God Jun Yaosi and the Butterfly Fairy Yao.

I went to Heaven with Xiao Chen and his sister Ling Ran. Heavenly Court is really very lively, the wine and delicacies are elixir and jade dew, which this is something that I, a little demon in the ghost world, can't enjoy in my lifetime.

However, I poured fine wine and looked at the couple in red wedding clothes on the Heavenly Court Lingxiao Palace, which was very eye-catching. Although the wine was sweet, it was dry and strong, and it choked on the nose and choked with pain.

I think I was deceived by Yao Si from the ghost realm to Heaven at the beginning, and I have been with him in the Medicine God Temple for three years now. Unfortunately, I put my mind on him wrongly, but he said that I would give up. Now that he is a beautiful flower, he and the Yao Painting Fairy are a real perfect match, and I am afraid that he is the fairy partner of everyone in the Three Realms.

In that season, the hibiscus in the Yao Pond was in full bloom. The breeze blew in through the beaded curtain window, carrying some hibiscus and moisture.

I rubbed my eyes, but I didn't want the sand brought in by the wind to get into my eyes, and the more I rubbed it, the more astringent it became.

Ling Ran sat next to me, reached out and patted me on the back, and said softly: "Mi Qian, there are so many men in the world, there is absolutely no shortage of that bastard." He doesn't deserve you to do this for him!"

Ling Ran was right, I tried to pull my lips and smile, grabbed the wine jug on the table, and poured it up. I thought to myself, just get drunk this time, and when I wake up, I will still be shallow, and he Yaosi will no longer have the slightest relationship with me.

But I just poured a few sips, and Ling Ran stood up conveniently, half-hanging her head, a few strands of hair covering her face, and she couldn't see her look.

Every time Ling Ran has such an action, she is serious. I didn't know what she was going to do, and my heart lifted.

On the side, Lu Chen frowned and reprimanded Ling Ran: "Ling Ran, don't mess around!"

But as long as it is something she believes in, no one can stop it. She walked up to Yao Si and Yao Hua in front of the Heavenly Monarch and the immortal gods in the palace, and said to Yao Si: "Good job, the Three Realms all know that you and this Yao Hua Fairy have a third marriage, and now you have finally got what you want." But in the first place, why did you provoke Mi Qian? You villain who has been abandoned from the beginning to the beginning!"

Yao Si frowned, looked at me and said, "I didn't provoke her, why did I give up." ”

Actually, I don't blame him, he didn't make a promise to me, I always fantasized that I was secretly happy. But if Bo Liang is cool, it is enough to say it once or twice. I looked at the gradually dissatisfied look of the old man on the seat, stood up and walked over to pull the stain over.

Ran said that it was too late, Ling Ran clenched his fist and beckoned to Yao Si's face, and said in his mouth: "Mi Qian is the most ghostly little demon in my ghost world, you dare to make her cry!

Yao Si didn't fight back, and the entire Heavenly Court Immortal Marriage was a mess by Ling Ran. At that time, I really seemed to be stupid, just stood stunned and watched, looking at everything that Ling Ran had done for me, and every bit of it made my heart ache.

The old heavenly monarch was angry, and regardless of the face of the ghost monarch Lu Chen, he sent a group of heavenly soldiers to capture Ling Ran.

At that time, the most bewitching thing in the entire Lingxiao Hall was the soft blood-colored Zhu Hua. Ling Ran cast a spell to bind me firmly with the Flower of the Other Shore, unable to move, and let me watch her fight desperately for me.

I cried so much that my voice was hoarse, and she ignored me.

When Ling Ran fell in a pool of blood, she smiled beautifully, and the bright red blood bloomed one after another at the corners of her mouth and on the ground like a bewitching flower. She said to me, "Don't cry, we are good sisters who have been friends for 5,000 years." While the old lady can still see it now, you can laugh again and show me. ”

(c)

Sure enough, in this ghost world, there is someone waiting for me on the other side of the Lechuan River. I don't know why I have been at peace in Kunlun Mountain for 70,000 years.

At that time, on the Broken Sendai, I thought、I thought that I would never be called back. I thought she was dead and would never live in front of me again.

It turns out that 70,000 years ago, I was not a wrinkled baby, I was a little demon in the ghost world. I have a good sister with whom I have been friends for 5,000 years.

I gently stroked the flower in the center, rubbing my eyes and smiling: "Ling Ran, after 70,000 years, but you have become so quiet and silent." ”

I couldn't tell if I was laughing or not. Ling Ran likes to see me laugh, and I keep laughing.

Lu Chen stopped behind me, stroked my back, and said in a low voice, "Mi Qian, don't force yourself." ”

I rested my head in my arms, biting my lip, not wanting to whimper.

Xiao Chen said that in the 70,000 years of Ling Dye's sleep, the essence was well raised, and the soul was basically gathered. She always wakes up. She will always wake up, and I will stay here in Lethe, waiting for her to wake up.

I sat alone among the flowers, and read sentence by sentence: "You and I have been together for five thousand years, and now you greet me like this? You should at least jump up and sneer at me as you did when we first met." ”

Thinking of the first time I met Ling Ran, I couldn't help but smile.

I can't remember how many years I've lived, how old I've grown, and I've been living in this flower grove on the other side of the Lethe River for as long as I can remember. At that time, the body was not growing, and I especially liked to roll in the flowers and press the gorgeous flowers one by one.

The crushed flowers will grow again the next day, and so on.

One day, when I had crushed another flower and was resting contentedly, a man suddenly appeared from among the flowers, as red and bright as those big red flowers, and his face was impeccable and very eye-catching. She looked at me playfully with her hands folded and said, "I said why these flowers of mine are damaged every day, but I don't want to hide a little demon here." ”

She was also very young at that time, and like me, she had not grown up, but she pretended to be mature and sophisticated, and I was very disdainful of her.

So I rolled on the ground again in front of her, crushing all the flowers that weren't broken. The man was so angry at first that she almost ran over to fight me, but her eyes suddenly rolled and she stopped angry.

With a wave of her hand, the crushed flower instantly grew new. Her eyes sparkled and sparkled, and she said to me, "If you have the ability, you can roll it again." ”

In order to prove that I really have some skills, I rolled it again.

With another wave of her hand, the flowers grew again, and said with a smile: "If you have the ability, you can roll it again." ”

I wiped the sweat from my forehead, gasped twice, and rolled again.

As a result, the flowers on the other side of the Lechuan River grew over and over again, and I rolled them over and over again. I was so tired that my back hurt and I felt weak.

Later, when it was ripe, she came over day by day, and rolled on my freshly grown flowers every day. I still remember the first time she said that she wanted to be friends with me: "Little demon, my name is Ling Ran, and I have decided to make you a friend! Look at your appearance, you are born with a lack of heart and eyes, if you don't have me by your side to protect you, you may be bullied by others in the future." ”

I rubbed my nose and said nothing. Heart, she said that I lack a heart eye, and she herself is not a heart eye that has not grown. That's it, this little demon doesn't have the same knowledge as this little demon.

Later, I don't know how many years later, I asked Ling Ran why the broken flowers on the bank of the Lechuan River could grow back in a moment.

Ling Ran said, this large piece of flowers on the other side is all hers, and she herself is a flower on the other side, lonely on the other side for thousands of years.

(iv)

The Lethe River is often restless, because there are always ghosts who secretly cross the river to cross the other side of the Lethe River. On the other side, there are large expanses of bewitching flowers that bloom to the top.

They can't let go of the dust of the past, or they are confused and troubled by the red dust. Legend has it that the flowers of the other side can awaken the memories of their past lives, and they will desperately cross the river bank to pick a flower.

The red water of the Lechuan River is their unrepentant obsession.

On that day, another guy secretly crossed the Lechuan River and wanted to secretly pick the flowers on the other side that were specially laid for me. I gritted my teeth and thought to myself that if he dared to do anything, I would kick him into the river while he was unprepared.

It's just that the people who came this time are a little different from the past. He was dressed in white, and his fairy aura was faint. He stood on the edge of the sea of flowers on the other side, staring down at a flower on the other side with his head half-hung down, and a smile on the corner of his mouth.

He said softly: "I can't imagine that this ghost world can still bloom such enchanting flowers." It's just that I don't know if this flower can refine the elixir that Benjun wants. ”

With that, he reached out to pluck the flowers.

I was in a hurry, grabbed a handful of mud and sand on the ground, rushed out, threw it on him, crossed my waist and shouted: "Bold flower thief, stop this little demon! Believe it or not, this little demon kicked you into this river!"

The soil that nourishes the flowers on the other side of the Lethe River is black. The man in white was thrown by the dirt I caught, and a black stain appeared on his white robe.

He squinted at the black stain, frowned and said, "You little demon, you are also bold." ”

Then he looked up at me, but he was stunned.

I puffed out my mouth and said, "What are you seeing, I haven't seen a beautiful woman!"

He pursed his lips and smiled, "I really haven't seen such a small beauty as you." He reached out and gestured, but I was not even as tall as his waist.

I tilted my head and struggled to look at him. His eyes were very slender, like a fox, and they were very delicate, and among the ghosts who came to steal flowers on the other side, there was no one as beautiful as him.

He rolled his eyes and asked, "These flowers are yours?"

I was very tough and said, "It's the little demon!" Although these are all raised by Ling, what is dyed is mine.

He looked at me directly, and said quietly: "This flower is not as spiritual as a person, if you take someone to refine it, you may be able to refine it." ”

I don't understand a word. Then I complained, "What are you muttering about?" ”

He squatted down, pinched my face with his hand, and asked with a smile: "Little demon, do you want to go to heaven with Benjun?"

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