Fall in love with the Night God

Su family courtyard

In the quiet mountain village at night, with sparse lights, Su Qingqing dressed neatly again, brought paper and pen, and silently said in her heart: Yabo, take me to Shenyin Pavilion to see the gods!

Suddenly, a crack appeared in Su Qingqing's eyes, and on the other side was a dark place that could not be seen clearly. She felt something was wrong and did not dare to step in.

Suddenly, a mysterious force attracted her inside, and her body floated in the dark air for a long time...

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The wind was sunny and the sea water lapped at the rocks on the seaside.

A seabird flew to the reef and landed next to a small snow-white beast. It had a body like a tiger's head and a pair of small blue horns on its forehead. The horns were tender and cute. At this time, it was sleeping soundly on the rocks, or was choked by the sea water.

The yellow-billed seabird walked up to the little beast and pecked its hand gently. The little beast suddenly coughed and spit out two or three small fish from its mouth. It slowly opened its big watery eyes, waved its hands, and said in a childish voice:

"Go away, go away, silly bird!"

The little beast immediately got up, came to the water's edge, took a look at himself, and shook the water off his body with satisfaction. Smell left and right. Disgusted said:

"Hey, it smells like sea water. I have to find a place to take a bath!"

"My mother asked me to come to the human world to learn from my master, but she didn't tell me how to get out of Guixu, so I almost drowned in the deep sea! So cruel, vomit... the water in the East China Sea is so salty!" the little beast complained, He spit out salty saliva.

The little beast happily stepped onto the beach. The soft sand under its feet made it feel novel. It dug holes hard and rolled on it, just like a little tiger cub, lively and naughty.

At this time, a cloud fell on the beach. On top of the cloud stood a kind-faced, white-haired old man with a long beard. Next to him was a handsome young man in white clothes and a red headband, about fifteen or sixteen years old. appearance.

The old man looked at the little white beast enjoying himself on the beach, his eyes lit up and his joy was beyond words.

Seeing the old man's joy, the young man asked: "Master, this little Baize is very cute. Do you want to take it back?"

The old man closed his eyes and meditated for a moment, shook his head and said: "Summon it, I have something to say to it!"

The young man in white called out: "Little white beast, come here!"

The little white beast stopped playing when he heard the call, ran to the cloud head, and asked with wide eyes: "Oh, are you calling me?"

The old man said harmoniously: "Exactly! Are you from Guixu?"

"Yes, how did you know?" asked the little white beast.

The old man smiled kindly and said: "I know everything about the world!"

The little white beast saw that the old man on the cloud was very similar to the immortal described by his mother, and immediately asked: "You are an immortal, my mother said, let me come to the human world and learn from the immortal when I see one!"

The old man chuckled: "Hahaha, we are not destined to be together. You will travel three thousand miles westward from here. When you encounter danger, a god will save you. The god who saves you is the person you want to learn skills from. You have to work with him. Calamity!"

"The person who saved me?" the little white beast asked doubtfully.

As soon as the clouds slowly left, the old man's rich voice came from the air:

"The mortal world lasts for three thousand years, and life and death depend on each other."

The little white beast chased and asked loudly: "Where can I find you in the future?"

"Kunlun Ruins"

The little white beast was confused when he heard it. He kept repeating the old god's words in his mind and wrote them down word for word.

It jumped on the road to the west. It was early summer in the world, with lush trees, gurgling rivers and green grass. Traveling five hundred miles to the west, I saw only birds and animals, but no human beings.

After traveling another five hundred miles, I saw a bustling human city. The little white beast broke into the market and disturbed a group of pedestrians. The people in the market screamed and ran away, shouting:

"Monster, monster!"

Seeing this, the little white beast quickly fled and continued westward. Further on, there were layers of mountains. Along the way, he stopped and drank, drank from mountain streams when he was thirsty, ate wild fruits when he was hungry, and occasionally caught pheasants and wild sheep to satisfy his hunger.

It's late summer and early autumn in a flash. It's the day before August 15th, and the sweet fragrance of osmanthus is everywhere in the world.

The little white beast couldn't help but went to the village at the foot of the mountain to steal some sweet osmanthus nectar, but was discovered by the owner.

"You little thing, you've eaten in my house again. If you don't want me to kill you, I'll skin you!"

The little white beast jumped out of the kitchen and ran away. The old man chased him out with a pole and chased him all the way to the entrance of the village.

"If you dare to come again, I will not let you off lightly!"

The little white beast fled to a mountaintop in the west in fear. It lay on the stone on the top of the mountain with its mouth pouted and looked at the world in the distance.

"Hmph, isn't it just a mouthful of honey? As for peeling off my skin? The world is really not fun!"

At this moment, the sky suddenly exploded with thunder, and three consecutive thunderbolts struck the little white beast. The little white beast screamed and fainted.

Three fierce thunders from the sky disturbed Immortal Wuchen who was meditating in the divine pavilion with his eyes closed. He slowly opened his deep eyes, and his handsome face was cold and expressionless.

He stood up and got off the white jade stone platform, and disappeared in an instant.

A tall figure suddenly appeared on the top of the mountain. The plain robe was carried by the wind, and he floated to the side of an unconscious little girl in white. I saw the little girl in white lying on the stone covered in blood.

Wuchen gently picked her up, turned around and disappeared on the top of the mountain.

He took the little girl back to the fairy mountain pavilion, placed her gently on the bed, cast a spell to detect her pulse, and his handsome sword-like eyebrows wrinkled slightly. He sighed softly:

"The tribulation was successful, but the inner elixir was shattered. Hey, I'm afraid I won't live for a hundred years!"

Wuchen put his hand on the little girl's forehead, and slowly injected his true energy into the little girl's body to protect her soul. As the true energy was injected into her body, the blood on her body slowly disappeared, revealing her fair and tender face.

Wuchen observed her carefully for a moment and determined to save his life for the time being. He gently covered her with the quilt, which was made of goose-yellow satin and embroidered with colorful lily of the valley flowers.

Wuchen turned around and went to the tea table opposite, picked up the bamboo box on the table, selected the bottles and jars on the bookshelf one by one, and put handfuls of medicinal materials into the bamboo box.

"Well, these medicinal materials can protect her vitality, let's eat them first and see!" The fairy said slowly while holding the medicinal materials.

He left the pavilion and went to the pavilion on the right. He waved his hand to conjure a set of stoneware medicine stoves, opened the lid of the medicine pot and poured the medicine into it. He took a ladle of water from the lotus pond opposite and soaked the medicine.

The fire rises and slowly cooks the medicinal materials inside.

"Well, I'm missing some medicinal materials, go to Zhuyun Pavilion to get some!"

Immortal Wuchen suddenly felt that something important was missing, turned around and disappeared into the pavilion.

The dense fragrance of medicine floated throughout the small courtyard above the clouds, and slowly drifted into the bed under the west window. The comatose little girl slowly came to life. She climbed out of bed.

"Hey, where is this?"

She was surprised to find herself in an antique wooden pavilion. The tables, chairs and benches around her were all exquisitely carved wooden furniture. Looking back, I saw that the bed she had just been lying on was an exquisite bed, covered with a goose-yellow silk satin quilt embroidered with five-color lily of the valley.

Light-colored gauze curtains blocked the light shining into the hall, and an unfinished scripture was placed on the desk in front of the window.

"Is this a dream? It's so beautiful."

The little girl walked out of the house looking for the smell and saw a fire burning in the small pavilion on the right side of the corridor. On the small red clay stove was a clay medicine pot, which was steaming. This is where the smell of medicine drifts into the room.

When she walked into the small pavilion, her vision suddenly opened up. The pavilion was built against the cliff. Looking back, she looked at the small pavilion, which was built on the top of the cliff. Mist covers the top of the cliff, and the pavilion seems to be floating in the clouds.

The yard is a large platform, and there is a small pool on the left side of the house with a lotus planted in it, which is in full bloom at this time. Behind the house is a thick crooked-necked crabapple tree. The crabapple tree is lush and green, standing in the wind behind the house, and you can vaguely see the small green fruits hanging among the leaves.

"Wow. This dream is so beautiful, like a fairyland!" The little girl couldn't help but sigh.