Fast Time Traveling Fairy in Power

Chapter 132 The Immortal in the Painting, All Lovesickness is You (Part [-])

Ling'an City has a mild climate all year round.

The four seasons are like spring, and the flowers are always in bloom.

Although it is not the capital of Anguo, it is still crowded and it is a good place for rest and fun.

In Ling'an City, there is a rich man surnamed Xiao, who has not conceived with his wife for decades.

Seek famous doctors all over the world, but in the end it won't work.

The two of them gradually became heartbroken and could only sing about the wind and the moon every day without asking about their future affairs.

One day, while walking in the courtyard with his wife, suddenly there was a person singing outside, the language was obscure and unintelligible.

The two were shocked and went out to check.

The Taoist was dressed in rags, and he couldn't stop laughing when he saw the couple.

"It's here..."

The husband and wife listened to the Taoist's words and had doubts in their hearts, so they opened their mouths and wanted to ask questions.

But the Taoist waved his hand and said: "I know what you are suffering, you can wait patiently, a son will be born in a year..."

The Taoist continued to sing and leave without waiting for the two to respond.

The couple had doubts in their hearts, but they didn't care. They just regarded it as a blessing from the Taoist, and they felt a little grateful.

The two of them gave up their hearts a long time ago, and they really hoped for a child to inherit the family business.

Unexpectedly, two months later, Mrs. Xiao suddenly lost her appetite. After calling the doctor to check it, she found out that she was suffering from hiccups.

Only then did the two remember what the Taoist priest said, but since they couldn't find the Taoist priest, they had to spend a lot of money to build a gymnasium for the parade Taoist priests to rest.

For a while, the wind in Ling'an City soared, and people began to worship in private.

This Ling'an city is even more famous because of this.

Let's not mention these for now, let's say that Mrs. Xiao really gave birth to a son after October.

The richest man Xiao and Mrs. Xiao wept with joy. Hearing that a ragged Taoist came outside to ask for an audience, they immediately wanted to go out to greet them.

But the Taoist suddenly appeared in the yard, the richest man Xiao invited the Taoist into the house, but the Taoist looked terrified, said something not to be profane, and backed away again and again.

The Taoist stroked his mottled beard and looked at the richest man Xiao.

"If you didn't name them, why not just call them Xiao Qingjing..."

The husband and wife obeyed what the Taoist said.

He nodded repeatedly and said yes, and ordered his servants to prepare money to give away, but the Taoist refused.

"There will be a calamity at this time. You must keep it in mind. Whether it succeeds or not depends on his luck..."

After the Taoist finished speaking, a gust of wind swept over, and the couple couldn't open their eyes.

Wait for the wind to stop and look again. Where is the figure of the Taoist priest? It turned out that he had gone away by the wind.

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There is an ancient painting hanging in the Xiao family's study room, the ink and wash are light and distant, delicate and profound.

Between the mountains and rivers, there is a boat parked in the center of the lake, and a woman is lying on the side of the boat, reaching out to play with the small fish in the lake.

The woman's appearance is only a few strokes, but it is vivid and lifelike.

This picture was Mrs. Xiao's dowry back then. Mrs. Xiao herself forgot that there was such a thing, but Xiao Qingjing found it by accident.

Seeing that her son couldn't put it down, she gave the painting to Xiao Qingjing.

I can't say what kind of feeling it is, Xiao Qingjing only feels that when he saw this painting, the longing and melancholy in his heart made him almost suffocated.

The appearance of the person in the painting was sketched stroke by stroke in his mind, and it turned out to be so stunning.

Even the most beautiful woman in Ling'an City cannot compare to her.

Xiao Qingjing touched his forehead, his movements were indescribably elegant.

"It's also me who was stunned, how could there be such a person in the painting..."

He sighed with a hint of disappointment in his tone.

"Young Master, Young Master, Young Master Lin has invited you to go boating and recite poems. He is waiting for you outside..."

The boy ran in to report, sweating a little from running so fast.

Xiao Qingjing's face changed slightly, and he said, "Get out!"

For some reason, he just didn't want others to see the woman in the painting, even though others didn't seem to feel anything.

The young man patted his head and hurriedly retreated, but he was thinking that his young master's temper was becoming more and more weird.

It was only when Xiao Qingjing arrived that he found out that what his friend said about going on a boat and reciting poems was originally on a boat.

Xiao Qingjing's face immediately sank from the melancholy sounds that came from the surroundings from time to time.

"Brother Lin, I wonder if Uncle Lin knows that you come to a place like this?"

The willows in June were blown by the wind, and the curtains made of light gauze were lifted a bit.

Mr. Lin looked at Xiao Qingjing and shook his head: "Recently, there is a new girl in Honglelou, she looks like a water spirit, and she sings a beautiful little song. Since you don't want to listen, I won't force you, just go That's it..."

Xiao Qingjing didn't want to appreciate it, but he still wanted to come and see it. After all, I heard that the new girl Ling was very beautiful. If she missed this time, she didn't know when she would be able to see her again.

There was moving music not far away, a woman was sitting behind the light veil of the boat, her figure was hazy, but everyone knew that she must be a graceful beauty.

Xiao Qingjing just glanced indifferently, a bit of shock flashed in his eyes.

There is no other, just because the woman's appearance is so similar to the woman in the painting.

He thought to himself, but he could still see the difference.

There was a bit of spring in this woman's eyebrows and dusty women. Although her appearance was outstanding, she was better than other beauties, but it was still not what he thought.

He just glanced at it, then withdrew his eyes and stopped looking.

On the other hand, the young masters around were all a little absent-minded.

"Lingniang, I have seen you young masters..."

Xiao Qingjing turned around and took a few steps, ready to leave.

But he heard the woman speak again, her tone was so charming that it made people's bones crisp.

Everyone was intoxicated, but only Xiao Qingjing's eyes were filled with disgust.

Such an attitude, how can it be worthy of the stunning beauty that is somewhat similar to the person in the painting.

He left with a bit of anger, and even angered Mr. Lin, adding him to the list of refusing to communicate.

The lamp in the study was blown out, Xiao Qingjing took a last look at the ancient painting in the dark.

Suddenly, he seemed to see that the painting was a little brighter, and when he looked at it again, there was no change.

He closed the door, and returned to his yard as if he was thinking about it.

Originally, it would take a while to fall asleep when I closed my eyes, but who would have thought that as soon as I lay down on the bed, my eyes would become dark, and my body would become heavier and heavier.

When he opened his eyes, he found that he was standing on the shore, in front of him was a large stretch of endless lake, and in the distance were mountains.

The scenery in the painting is generally the same.

He was slightly surprised, but he was looking for the small boat.

The sound of oars breaking the water rang in his ears.

After a large cloud of smoke dissipated, a woman's face was revealed.

A pair of Qiu Niang's eyebrows are quite delicate, and her unparalleled beauty has hazy almond-shaped eyes, with a third of the thick and gorgeous color hidden in them. The bottom of her eyes is clear and lively, and the corners of her lips are curled up like a spring breeze.

"Since she is the best color in the world, there is no other beauty like this..."

Xiao Qingjing sighed, he just thought it was in a dream.

But he didn't want to disturb the beauty in the distance.

Surprise and doubt flashed across the beauty's face, as if she didn't know how he got in.

Xiao Qingjing cupped his hands towards the beauty: "Xiao Qingjing in Ancheng, Xianailing, I hope the fairy will not blame the fairy for being abrupt..."

The beauty's originally cold face suddenly smiled like a flower when she heard the word "fairy".

She likes these two words very much.

"Xiao Qingjing? My name is Shaoyao, and my common surname is Xiang..."

(End of this chapter)