Zanxing

Everything in the world has a soul. Since she has shattered the illusion, the soul is free and reincarnated. Maybe one day, you will meet again.

Meet again? Mendong looked at her ignorantly.

Meng Ying nodded, those beautiful eyes that were always cold, looked soft and gentle under the weak light of the firefly, she whispered, When you grow up in the future, one day you will walk on the road, passing flowers, The wind blowing, the red carp in the pond, and the birds flying in the courtyard may be her. Maybe she will be reborn as a human being, and she will be born exactly like this life. At that time, when you meet on the road, you can recognize it at a glance.

Tian Fangfang held the wine bowl for a while.

She is comforting Meng Dong.

Meng Ying is used to not meddling in these nosy things. In fact, she doesn't pay much attention to anything except cultivation. Now, she has the patience to comfort this sad little junior brother.

Some things have changed.

Mu layerxiao lowered his head and smiled slightly, Liu Yunxin gave him a thoughtful look, and did not speak any more.

The frozen atmosphere, as if being blown by the soft wind, gradually melted away.

It was dark.

The light of the fireflies gradually faded, the stars in the mountains flickered, and the disciples who were enjoying the lotus got drunk, fell asleep, and dispersed one after another. There was only one table left.

Tian Fangfang pushed Mu layerxiao who was lying on the table: Junior brother, wake up?

The mu layer Xiao spread out an arm in a daze, grabbed Tian Fangfang's hand, and shrank back again, not moving.

Brother Mu is drunk. Liu Yunxin was a little overwhelmed.

Hairpin Xing put down the bowl and complained to Tian Fangfang: It's all your fault, why do you keep feeding him?

Tian Fangfang shouted his grievance: Junior sister, listen to what you said, I've forced him? He drank a total of two bowls and became so drunk, and Junior Brother Mendong also drank three bowls!

The hairpin star was at a loss for words. This is the truth. Who would have thought that Mu layerxiao could not drink it so much? Although the Floating Dream Wine is wine, it is actually similar to a tonic. The halo of the protagonist in Mu layerxiao's cultivation has been taken away by others, and the halo of the protagonist in love is no longer obvious. Could it be that drinking is not enough?

What a sin.

Mendong raised a small face, blushing, and asked, Senior brother, what time is it now? Is it time for lunch?

Hairpin star: .

Meng Ying said lightly: It's getting late, let's send them back to the temple and rest early.

Tian Fangfang nodded: Yes, yes, you can't hang out here and blow the cold wind, it's easy to catch a cold.

Hairpin Xing stood up: I'll send Mendong back. As soon as he got up, he felt dizzy.

Floating Dream Wine can be said to be a wine-flavored tonic, or it can be said to be a tonic-flavored wine. Although it was bitter, it was a bit drunk. The pastries on the table were too sweet, and it was inevitable that I drank a few more bowls to get rid of the sweetness, but I didn't realize it just now, but when I stood up, I realized that the wine had a lot of stamina, making it unsteady to walk even.

Hairpin staggered for a few steps before holding on to the table to stand firm. Seeing this, Tian Fangfang asked, Junior sister, are you alright?

Hairpin Xing waved his hand: It's okay.

Tian Fangfang looked at the drunken Mu layerxiao again, a little in trouble.

Mendong and Muchengxiao were too drunk to walk, and they had to be sent back. Liu Yunxin looked weak and in poor health, and it was not easy to get Muchengxiao back, and Meng Ying. Now that everyone has such a relationship, they really want Meng Ying's help, and there may be some rumors that will spread tomorrow.

Senior Sister Meng, send your younger brother back. Tian Fangfang said, I'll take the pastor brother back first.

Meng Ying glanced at Mu layerxiao and said nothing. She walked to Mendong's side, raised her hand, lifted Mendong's back collar easily, and left Doluotai.

Tian Fangfang put Mu layerxiao's arm on her shoulder, Liu Yunxin supported Mu layerxiao's other end, and said to the hairpin star: Junior sister, wait for me a moment, I'll come back to pick you up after a cup of tea.

Hairpin Xing nodded: Don't worry, I can go by myself.

Don't be stubborn, Tian Fangfang urged, Listen to Senior Sister Ziluo, every year in Changchun Pond, I don't know how many drunk brothers and sisters drown and drown. This black light is blinding, you should be careful not to fall. It's not too far away, wait for me. After that, Liu Yunxin and Liu Yunxin left with Mu layerxiao.

For a moment, only the hairpin star was left.

She sat quietly and looked at the red flowers growing in the palm of her hand.

After a long while, Ahie—

Hairpin Xing sneezed: It's so cold.

The last firefly flew away from the stream of fireflies, and it fluttered, becoming a bright green dot in the lotus shadow, and disappeared.

The people who were supposed to be sitting here disappeared along with them.

Gu Baiying frowned: Where's the person?

He met Tian Fangfang on the way back to the temple, Tian Fangfang was supporting Muchengxiao to go back, and he was overjoyed to see him: Uncle, you came just in time, Junior Sister Xingxing is drunk and still in Doluotai, please help I'll pick her up. Save her a few more moments of cold wind.

At that time, he frowned and said coldly: Why should I pick it up? He looked like he didn't want to catch up even if he was killed, but in the end, he gave in.

After all, Hairpin Xing called him uncle Shi. As an elder, it was natural to take care of the younger generation. Gu Baiying persuaded himself like this.

However, when he arrived at Dorotai, he was in vain.

Xuan Lingzi's past words came to his ears.

Every year when I appreciate lotus, how many disciples get drunk and fall into the Changchun Pond. What if a disciple gets too drunk and doesn't react and dies? Junior brother, why don't we ask the sect master to ask for more money this year? Add some fences or something on the platform to prevent accidents.

Gu Baiying pressed his forehead and said to himself, This idiot.

After a few moments, he stretched out his hand and clenched it abruptly. When he spread his hand again, four glowing green paper cranes appeared in the palm of his hand. The paper cranes swayed and flew into the distance.

The breeze is sparse, brushing the lotus leaves in the Changchun Pond, the night is as clear as water, and the flowers and shadows are scattered.

There are all kinds of strange stones piled up by the pool. These stones were brought back from various secret realms by the sage of Yushan when he traveled around. He loves to collect these human objects, sometimes a tree species, sometimes a piece. Stones, even a handful of soil, a handful of sand.

But it is precisely because of this that the Taiyan faction, which is now cold and cold, always has a bit of the beauty and freshness of the human world.

As he was walking, a Zhihe was in the distance, and he called out to him from afar, his voice was clear, the boy stopped and walked in the direction of Zhihe.

The lotus flowers are red at first, the evening wind blows, and the temple is full of fragrance.

By the pool, on the bluestone, someone and Yi fell into a state of drunkenness.

The woman's green dress is covered with silver stars, the darker it is, the brighter it is. Her head rested on her arms, and her skirt was covered with bluestone.

Gu Baiying stopped beside her and said condescendingly, Yang Hairpinxing.

The hairpin didn't notice.

He frowned, his tone a little impatient: Hey, Yang Hairpin, wake up!

The hairpin still didn't answer.

After a while, he reluctantly squatted down, helped the sleeping person up, and tried to pick her up.

In normal days, she was chattering, very lively, and although she was not as noisy as Meng Dong, she did not stop for a moment, and it was rare to see such a quiet moment. And when she was quiet, she was like another person.

A stranger, but it will make his heart feel like another person who has ants crawling over, butterflies flying over, itching, and does not belong to him.

He thought so, and suddenly the person in his arms suddenly opened his eyes and looked at him in confusion: Gu Baiying

Gu Baiying was startled and almost let go, but after a while, he calmed down and scolded unconvincingly: Who told you to sleep here? It's really worrying, you run around when you're drunk.

Hairpin Xing frowned and interrupted him: Why are there so many things in my dreams?

A lot of things? The teenager looked at her in disbelief: You say I'm busy?

Hairpin Xing smiled at him, and the next moment, before Gu Baiying could react, she had already rushed forward and held his face.

Four eyes facing each other.

Gu Baiying froze.

There are cicadas chirping in the distance, and perhaps frogs croaking. The summer night in Gufeng Mountain is quiet and lively, and this is a corner that no one notices. And she grabbed his face, still approaching.

Hairpin said: Gu Baiying

She got so close, she could feel the woman's breath with alcohol, warm, intimate, too dangerous distance. The instigator didn't realize it, and was about to put his name on it, earnestly saying word by word, You shouldn't be called Gu Baiying, you should be called Gu Baixue.

Gu Baiying's breath was unsteady, she tried her best to keep her face calm, and tried to distance herself from her: What?

She said calmly, Look, your skin is as white as snow. Her fingers traced the boy's face, and the place she touched immediately became hot.

The hair is as black as ebony. Her hand slid through his hair, through his headband, and the scarlet silk hairband slipped past her fingertips as cool as the moonlight.

And she continues.

Mouth as red as blood

Fingertips came to his lips.

The boy's entire body froze.

She is still approaching, her eyes are clear, like the clear lake in the secret realm, quiet and gentle, reflecting everything in the world and her own figure. When the night wind blows, you can smell the fragrance of magnolia from the woman's body, which is light and soft, like the eternal fragrance of spring.

Behind him is a huge bluestone, and he has no way to retreat.

The starry sky is heavy, falling on the top of people's heads, the clear light shines on the lotus leaves, and the evening wind blows the clothes.

In the silence, he suddenly heard a crisp bell ringing.

The knotted bell with the sound-binding spell attached, the knotted bell that should not have been ringing, broke free from the complicated spell, and suddenly rang in this summer night full of ponds.

What's the sound? Xing Xing murmured.

The boy was stunned for a moment, and subconsciously reached out his hand to cover the woman's ear.

The next moment, there is a touch of warmth on the lips.

The hand still maintains the posture of covering one's ears, the bells are still echoing in the mountains and plains, the wind is still blowing, the flowers are still blooming, the fireflies are flying, and the night is intoxicating.

And their shadows, on the bluestone, overlap.

She kissed Gu Baiying.