[Thunderbolt Abandoned Ji Abandoned Heaven Emperor X Jixiashang] The little unicorn in the world

There is an idler living in Baishi Shanlin. This man is dressed in a white snow suit, a red brocade robe, and a fan in his hand. He is at ease.

Baishi Shanlin is located on the mountainside. There are no good medicinal herbs and firewood on this mountain. Because of the lush trees, most of them are unknown, and the villagers who are not so well-informed naturally dare not take this risk.But even though the famous "Baishi Shanlin" was known, no one was able to find the location. It is true that no one knew what that person looked like and what his voice was like.

Under the large plaque at the gate of the town, a few children with braided hair were reading the "Tao Te Ching" aloud. Today, a new face came to the town, and everyone chatted with relish.

It was a stern and noble-looking man, with his sleeves brushed off, his jet-black clothes stained with coldness, his temple hair fluttering, a pair of black and deep eyes under his forehead, and his thin lips told the story of people who are far away from others thousands of miles away. , but the smile hooked in the corner is fascinating and bewitching.

Pulling the jade pendant under the waist seal, the man grabbed it to the palm of his hand, went to the largest restaurant, and spread it on the table.

At that time, people came and went, and the crazy teenagers laughed and drank together, as if they had a wish to ride horses in the rivers and lakes, and their wishes were still unfinished.Xiao Er came over in a hurry, looked up and down for a while, knew that he was a rich and noble person, rubbed his hands together and said, "Guest officer, what would you like to order?"

The man smiled meaningfully: "I'll ask you someone."

"Huh? Who?"

The man recalled, "When I was weak, my facial features were gentle, I often laughed, I liked poetry, I liked watching mountains and rivers, er, I also got lost."

Xiao Er was amazed, "There are so many people like this, you have to say something important."

The man said lightly, "I haven't seen you for many years, so there are no details."

Xiao Er bent down and said, "Well, let me ask for you."

The other mistresses yelled and brought out boiled water. It turned out that some people don't like to drink tea and drink water.The man followed and looked, and saw a crowd of people on the other side, a man was waving his fan lazily while sucking on the leisurely day.

Not only the man, but other people are also looking forward frequently, just because the man is leisurely and leisurely, as if he doesn't care about anything, and the long outstretched legs are resting on the bench, which is more free and lively, and the contradiction makes it even more beautiful. attractive.

The boiled water was given to him, he thanked with a smile, and immediately poured it into the cup, the hot smoke steamed his eyes, which were wet, as if they were going to drag everyone in the restaurant into them, vowing to drown clear.

Afraid of being hot, looking at the appearance of grinning his teeth for fear of being hot, the man looked down at the tea in his cup. This is West Lake Dragon Well Tea, but he also felt that it was so hot to the top of his heart.However, if the tea is not drunk while it is hot, it will lose that energy and lose its fun.

At this time Xiao Er came back, regretfully said: "I didn't ask who it is, if the guest officer can draw, why not draw one?"

"It doesn't matter." Pressing a few small coins, the man refilled his tea calmly.

Xiaoer's eyes lit up, and he actually had a tip, and now he smiled openly, clutching the menu and leaving with a nod and bow.

There are cicadas singing outside the window, and there is a big tree at the door. In February, it seems that even the late plum blossoms in the distance can be easily picked up.

Jixiashang, who was sipping boiling water here, turned her wrist, and the biography of a gentleman placed on the table returned to a place where the naked eye could not see it.The warrior only uses his weapon when there is a close call, and he even left the ninety-five seal at home. After all, he didn't go down the mountain to fight.

Who else is the owner of Baishi Shanlin in other people's mouth?

Rao even if he wandered around every day, no one picked him up.In everyone's eyes, he is just a guy who goes with the situation, or a person from the rivers and lakes, or a nobleman who comes out to play, no one will try to figure it out.Speaking of which, living in this world is like waking up and feeling tired, and the only time when you are in high spirits is probably when you are facing that person.

The Lanting Festival invites poets and poets to Xingxing, and some people hold related activities here.Just like viewing lanterns on the Lantern Festival and flowering on the Qixi Festival, the crowds are always bustling.Jixiashang didn't suddenly decide to stay here, but he caught up with the lively chase of flower boats on the river when he first visited.

Such a small town has such great feelings, he was naturally interested and followed the crowd.

Before that, Jixiashang didn't know that there were people who "have a poetic and literary spirit in their stomachs". Even if there were people, they were celebrities in the scrolls and would not be in front of them.But when the smell of cooked meat in Zhenkou was wafting, and everyone scattered to come to chant poems with gourmet delicacies, he was rushed away, and he was very happy to be at a loss to prevent the accident.

For a moment, he stood on tiptoe and saw it.

Like a ray of light, but not so bright, it splashes on the clothes that are integrated with the night, only the sleeve buttons that have been reflected by the river water are rippling with a warm and spicy glow.The other party was standing on the shore, holding his hands behind his back and looking at the flower boat carrying the lovers whispering in the distance, standing tall and elegant.

But looking at the sharp-edged side face, I always feel that there will be poems and songs with profound meaning in one mouth.

The sound of Xingmu in the distant teahouse awakened Jixiashang's thoughts.Only then did he realize that after a few peeps, he had been pushed over and bumped into the man.Seeing that the other party was about to fall into the water, he quickly turned around as if he was a frustrated person who didn't grab the meat, shook his head and sighed vigorously, and fanned the imperial fan again and again.

He was relieved not to be found.When he opened his eyes again, he saw that his direction was completely opposite to his destination. The poetry meeting was on the other side, but he was about to walk out of the gate here.

He passed by the alley, and a drunk man stood there contemplating Ai Ai, as if he was thinking about his deceased wife, swaying every step and every step, which was embarrassing.He passed by the theater, and the poignant play hadn't ended yet, the actors were singing their emotions on the stage, and the audience was thinking of their own emotions in the audience.Passing by the busking hall, a young man in red and black hair wielded double swords, punishing evil and eradicating adultery. He was alone in the rivers and lakes, but came to the end of being framed.

He sighed, followed by sadness, and saw another storyteller shooting the gavel again. At this time, he talked about the legend of the gods descending to the world and destroying the world. Especially the protagonists who fought side by side made everyone even more excited.

Turned a corner and collided again.

When she looked up, she saw a somewhat familiar face, but now, those pair of different-colored pupils reflected one gold and one blue, locking herself.Half a head shorter, looking up for a long time, Ji Xiashang's head felt a little sore, no matter how comfortable she was, at this moment, her heart was moving in a trance, and I don't know why.

"It was you who pushed me into the water just now?"

The deep voice resounded in my ears, Ji Xiashang was taken aback, waved her fan and said, "Do you think that was intentional or unintentional?"

The man looked at him indifferently, with a smile on his lips, "It depends on whether the other party is honest or not."

Jixiashang nodded and said: "It's me, I was also careless, I couldn't stop my steps."

"Ah."

Jixiashang asked in surprise, "You believe it?"

The man's eyes lingered on his facial features, "A person who yearns for the poetry meeting is three-points credible."

Jixiashang wrinkled her nose, "What about the remaining seven points?"

The man smiled, "Naturally, it's my recognition of you."

Jixiashang understood, "It's the first time I've met you, this kind of evaluation is very pertinent."

The man followed, "Are you looking forward to the second time?"

Jixiashang thought for a while, "If I can divide the seven points in half, I will be happy too."

The man took his hand, "Now you first remember my name, Qitiandi."

Ji Xiashang tilted her head, the first thing that came to her mind was how this name was so similar to a villain in the storyteller's mouth, and then she thought, "Why did you hold my hand?"

Emperor Qitian raised his eyebrows lazily, "Are you lost? This place is farther away from the poetry meeting, almost making a big circle."

"Uh huh..." It was really embarrassing, Ji Xiashang blushed.

The clasped palms convey warmth, even if it's cold in the spring, it doesn't matter.

Along the way of coming, even a drunk or a young man in red couldn't shake Ji Xiashang's emotions.It's also really strange, walking side by side, there is a feeling of welcoming the breeze and bright moon.Taking another peek at him, he never looked sideways at the other party, his long black hair was as bright as knots of satin, inlaid with stars from the sky, as if even people came from the sky.

Qi Tiandi glanced at his small movements from the corner of his eyes, and couldn't help raising his eyebrows.Not long ago, others sang a song to exhaust their worries, but I just stood aside and watched the hustle and bustle around me.Unexpectedly, a not-so-relaxed force bumped into the elbow, and almost fell into the river.

Stabilized his figure, the hem of his clothes was still wet, he turned around, his eyes dangling around immediately fixed on a thin figure who was being pushed back and forth, but he still stopped to look at one person after another. He said sorry again and again honestly, and the bright red brocade robe was draped in a festive manner, as if a spring feast was about to be held.

"It's here." In the distance, the winding water is flowing, poets and poets gather, and the pavilion is crowded, and the fish under the pavilion are also scrambling to stop, and they float out of the water with their mouths open. While watching them toast to the moon, they taste the world. good and bad.

When Jixiashang saw the other party standing on the other side of the steps, looking at her from afar, she suddenly felt a little bit reluctant.He asked, "Aren't you coming?"

"No." Emperor Qitian said calmly, "I don't like that kind of occasion."

Jixiashang slightly frowned, "Why?"

"You have your hobbies, and I have mine. If you really want to say anything that can arouse my interest, it is you." I just said it casually, but I noticed that the man's eyes were wide open, with a rich amber color It looks like it's about to overflow, and it's really cute.Seeing that he was still at a loss and didn't know what to do, Emperor Qitian hurriedly smiled comfortingly: "Don't worry, I'm teasing you."

Jixiashang concealed her embarrassment, and said awkwardly: "Just remember, there are many serious people in this world, so don't be so careless."

Emperor Qitian was slightly startled, and looked at him silently, "Are you serious? We just met for the first time..."

"No." Jixiashang turned around, lowered her head and sighed.Isn't this what everyone cares about-if life is just as it was first seen.

Time has passed, and I can't remember it for three years or seven years. What I remember deeply is the storyteller's tireless narration, all of those stories.The more Jixiashang thought about it, the more strange he felt, and later realized that the name of the villain in the story was Qitiandi.Therefore, he only thought that he had experienced a story, and when he woke up from the dream, he was in Baishi Shanlin, and continued to be his idler in the mountains and rivers.

After drinking the boiled water and paying the bill, Jixiashang got up and went away looking for the scent of plum blossoms on the tip of her nose.There were still many people at the intersection, and the drunk man was long gone. I heard that following his wife for an underground reunion was considered a good thing.And the cast of actors has changed, and even the performers in the entertainment hall have changed.

It can be seen that as time goes by, not only the scenery changes, but also the human feelings.

If you are not drunk that morning, you will wake up sooner or later.

If you don't wake up today, you will be drunk sooner or later.

After all, he returned to the storyteller, sat on the bench, and shook the imperial fan.If he was in that era, he was probably one of the people who was running on the right path.If you have not experienced such an encounter, you will look forward to it even more.What's more, what kind of mood did that person go down to earth, and what kind of mood did he return to heaven, are all points worthy of attention.

"How can it be destroyed? There are all kinds of people, it's a show, isn't it?" He muttered softly.

"Human beings underestimate themselves, what are the differences?"

"It's different, but it still exists. You see, those people in the righteous path each have their own mission. You are more happy to see them like this, aren't you?"

"That's your guesswork."

"You find that there are still people worthy of praise in this filthy world. Even if you fail, you are still happy. You don't regret what you have done, let alone what you have encountered."

"what."

Jixiashang was startled, rolled up her sleeves, and ran out in a hurry, unable to be a quiet audience anymore.He quickly looked left and right and looked around, but there were no faces. The carriage came from this end, and drove to the distant mountains and fields, and went to the next village.This is really the performance of spring gone and spring coming back again. He withdrew his hope and headed towards Baishi Shanlin.

"Qitiandi..." Passing through the peach blossom forest, Jixiashang paused.There was a warmth coming from behind, and I always felt that there was someone standing, but it was an illusion.In fact, the end is his home, but he wanders around in the peach blossom forest, as if he can't find a way out.

"Come out, I know it's you."

A familiar voice came from the air, "Don't you think about the reason why I came to you?"

Jixiashang's throat tightened, and the tip of her nose and eye sockets were infected along the way, making her feel sore and feverish.Perhaps this is the sorrow of Jixiashang in this world, because he has no friends or close people, and the meeting that day was undoubtedly a shock, even if it was facing the water and taking pictures of flowers, it moved him.

"Jixiashang." Appeared, Emperor Qitian looked at him lightly, with ink around his sleeves, as if he was about to cross the green mountains.He is still as elegant as before, with a sense of immortality in his gestures, and his gaze is profound and far away, as if many years have passed.

Jixiashang suddenly felt that the distance between the two was far away.

He said firmly: "You come from a difficult situation."

Emperor Qitian didn't take it seriously, "It's the sky above the heads of the people living in adversity."

Jixiashang said sadly, "It's not in this era."

Emperor Qitian flicked his sleeves, "Naturally, this is your second life, your first life has nothing to do with me."

"Really?" Jixiashang turned her head and pondered.

Such facial features are not outstanding, and now they have become quieter.If there is one difference, it is the elegance and gentleness that exudes from the whole body, and the clarity and clarity can be picked out in the crowd at a glance.Emperor Qitian raised his hands and said calmly: "You set up a strange armor array in the peach blossom forest, so no one can find your residence."

Jixiashang smiled slightly and said, "No competition with the world, the first thing is to be isolated from the world."

Emperor Qitian pointed out his flaws, "So you have no friends."

Jixiashang was silent, sighed: "I know I was wrong, it's too late."

"It was my appearance that made you feel remorse, and feel that your side has been extremely empty since then." Qi Tiandi could see through him in just a moment.

Jixiashang choked, turned her head and pursed her lips.

Emperor Qitian looked at him from a distance, "Aren't you disappointed, I can't achieve your wish, the reunion you imagined must not be so strange."

Ji Xiashang laughed and said: "Ji is well aware of her own roots, and dare not pretend to be a god."

"..." Emperor Qitian frowned and walked over step by step.

Jixiashang bowed modestly, "Farewell."

Emperor Qitian scooped him up with his big hand, then hugged him horizontally, raised the corners of his lips and said with a smile: "The sky is full of peach blossoms, why don't you watch it with me?"

Jixiashang was taken aback when his field of vision was reversed, and he couldn't help reaching out to grab the sleeve of the person in front of him.After a long time, I was embarrassed to let go, and worried about falling, so I had to put my shoulders together again to borrow strength.Such every move, of course, did not escape the other party's eyes, the two stared at each other for a long time, but it was Ji Xiashang who said first and looked away.

Seeing this, Emperor Qitian smiled leisurely.

Jixiashang reminded: "If you want to enjoy the flowers, let me down first."

Emperor Qitian ignored it, "It's not just a reward, there are flowers that can be broken."

And if you want to ask whose smile is more charming than flowers, they both have the answer.

You don't know that this is fate, it has nothing to do with the spring and autumn and the four seasons, and it has nothing to do with the previous life or the future life.

(Finish)

The author has something to say: basically wrote about the scenery along the way, and reviewed all the ancient themes of this pair that I have written.