Deadly Merry [Rebirth]

A burst of chirping birds sounded from far to near, and seemed to land on the sycamore tree next to the house.Moments later, the thrush that landed on the branch suddenly turned into a fourteen or fifteen-year-old girl, lying limply on the branch and laughing: "Shame, people ignored you, right?"

Tu Jiu'er turned around, with a changed expression on his face, he waved his playbook and feigned anger and said, "Ah Man, be careful I'll knock you down!"

Ah Man stuck out his tongue: "You don't know how, you have worked hard to copy the script for so long, are you willing to throw it away?"

Tu Jiu'er opened his mouth, hesitant to speak but stopped, his face was unwilling but helpless.She was silent for a while, then turned around and wanted to go back to the house.

"Hey!" Ah Man called her again, shaking his legs hanging on the branch back and forth, "San San, don't blame me for talking too much, Yao Zun just told me a few days ago, 'I'm getting old, I can't care about Yao'er. , you help me watch her, don't ask Yao'er to embarrass Qingqiu outside." Fortunately, my conscience is still alive, and I didn't tell Yaozun all the embarrassing things you did here, and someone else will leak it to you one day. He, just wait for your father to peel off your skin."

"Shameful?" Tu Jiu'er's face became very ugly, and he said aggressively, "If it's shameful to settle down in the mortal world and put aside spells and do everything by yourself, Dad doesn't remember the years when he was thrown into the mortal world by his grandfather How is it 'shameful'?"

Ah Man shook his head, not at all annoyed by Tu Jiuer's tone, "San San, you clearly know that Yao Zun didn't mean that. What annoyed him wasn't that you didn't know how to use spells to enjoy himself. I don't know where to put it..."

"Talk about posture with me? Let him know how to refuse to kneel on A Niang's washboard first."

After saying that, Tu Jiu'er turned around and went into the house with his thick opera book in his arms.

Ah Man tilted his head, sighed, and muttered to himself: "Are you really ignorant or are you pretending not to know? For those who love each other, lowering your posture is called compromise, but for those who are heartless, lowering your posture...is Bitch."

Sunset West Mountain.

The snow has not yet melted, and the afterglow of the orange-yellow sunset passes through the thin snow-covered pine needles and leaks on the sparkling lake, like gold sprinkled on a lake, containing a touch of illusory and unreal beauty.

Perhaps this is the origin of the name of Sajin Lake.

Tu Jiu'er put down the half-empty wine jar in his hand, and undid the two buttons on the top of the skirt in a drunken way, so that he could breathe more smoothly.She raised her eyes, looked at the setting sun that was about to disappear on the lake, and at the half-shaped crescent moon on the other side, murmured to herself:

"The day follows its day, the moon follows its night, both the sun and the moon, in the end... eventually..."

She stood up unsteadily, staggered a bit, struggled to maintain her body, and staggered towards the lake.

"after all……"

The white boots stepped into the icy lake water, and wet marks instantly climbed up the calf.

"……still……"

The water has overflowed the calves, then the thighs, and finally even reached the waistline.

Half of Tu Jiu'er's body was already submerged in the water. She lowered her head, and half of the setting sun reflected in the water with her downcast eyes.After watching for a while, she stretched out her fingers, and slowly, slowly approached the water surface, and lightly touched the golden color floating on the lake surface.

A circle of ripples swayed away from her fingertips, shattering the bright reflection, leaving only a dark pool of stagnant water.

"...can't catch it."

She closed her eyes, trying to resist the wetness in her eyes, whether it was from drunkenness or other reasons.

On the other side of the lake, the last bit of the setting sun also sank, and the sky darkened instantly.

A cool wind blows from the southeast, and at some point, the sky begins to snow again.

Tu Jiuer just stood there blankly, as if he was counting on the cold weather to wake him up from his drunkenness.She sniffled, blinked her eyes for a long time, and sighed with a smile: "If you drink too much, you will be so hypocritical."

"So you know it's hypocritical."

A strange female voice came from the shore.

Tu Jiu'er turned around slowly and unhurriedly, looking towards the shore.

A woman in long fur with crane feathers was holding an oil-paper umbrella, standing upright beside her wine jar. The edge of the umbrella only covered half of her body, while the other half was covered by her half-drunk wine. On the wine jar.

The face buried in the furry thick collar has the coldness and unconventionalism of the cultivators of Yuxu Palace, but it is clearly different from those ordinary people who have no feelings. It is quiet and elegant, like a god, with no fragrance. What's more, the lead is not strong, and the corners of her eyes and brows are full of compassion and kindness, as if even if the person opposite is a villain, she will show a humble voice.Tu Jiuer looked at her, and suddenly thought of a Fu written by the world——

Like light clouds covering the moon, like flowing wind returning snow.

That's right, her eyes are like a bright moon surrounded by light clouds. The moonlight is originally dazzling, but it is suppressed by the thin clouds. It is less frosty, less alienated, and more... but... Countless tenderness.

Rare grace.

She should be a god.

"What's your name?" Tu Jiu'er asked first while still drunk.

The woman smiled and said, "Qinghua."

Tu Jiuer thought and thought, then shook his head: "I don't remember anyone with this name among the gods."

"Who told you that I am a god?" Qionghua's voice is clear and clear, not as cold and silent as Ming Yi, nor as soft as Tu Jiu'er, it is the most beautiful voice just pinched on the edge of various characteristics , "I am a demon, a demon who has lived for 3 years."

"3 years?" Tu Jiu'er shuddered and rubbed the center of her brows. She was only seven hundred years old, and her father, a demon master, was only eighteen thousand years old.Thirty thousand years for a demon?At this age, he should have cultivated to become a god.

"Are you going to stand in the water and chat with me?"

It wasn't until Tu Jiu'er realized it that he had to walk back to the shore while wading through the water.As soon as she stood still, Qionghua gently blew on her, and the drenched skirt dried up in the blink of an eye.

"You..." Tu Jiu'er glanced at her umbrella again, and still couldn't help asking what she wanted to ask just now, "Why did you open an umbrella for my wine jar?"

"Heaven and earth can be negative, rivers and rivers can be negative, good days can be negative, hegemony can be negative, only beautiful people and good wine can't." Qionghua's lips curled up, and she looked at Tu Jiu'er with a smile in her eyes, "You are Jiu'er!" Tail spirit fox? Did it come from the country of Qingqiu?"

"You know me? My name is Tu Jiuer."

"Tu Jiuer..." Qionghua narrowed her eyes and thought for a while, "Tu Jiuer...um...well, I remember. Back then, the Yaozun invited me to Qingqiu to eat your full moon wine, as if not long ago thing."

"Full Moon Wine? Do you know my father?" Tu Jiuer asked in surprise.

"Yes, we have been friends for many years, and we are even considered siblings." Qionghua cast her eyes on the lake, her eyes and tone were extremely gentle and soft that she had never encountered in the Three Realms before. "I still have the impression that I hugged you at that time. You were still in the shape of a fox with missing teeth. You insisted on eating the chicken feet in my hand. I was soft-hearted and fed it to you. In the end, the only thing in your mouth A loose front tooth was broken out, and your father even blamed me. But seeing you now, the front teeth are pretty."

Tu Jiu'er was a little embarrassed, but she still knew how to be polite. She stood upright and bowed: "So it's my father's old friend. It's because I'm young that I haven't heard him talk about it. But you and him have treated him as siblings, so I can't control him." Just call me auntie."

Qionghua lowered her head and smiled, and said again: "I remember you were the third child in your family, so your nickname is Sansan, right? With such a prominent status, why did your father let you go? Stay here?"

Tu Jiu'er pursed his lips, and avoided the question: "Auntie, it's been 3 years, why didn't you become a god? You never visited Qingqiu again, but you came here? How many times have I lived here? It's been a month, and I haven't seen my aunt."

"There are too many rules for gods and immortals. I don't want to be burdened by it, so I don't want to suffer the catastrophe. But 500 years ago, the big brother Bai Ze, who was originally the guardian of the mountain in Yuxu Palace, came to his death. Entrust Yuxu Palace to me, the words are sincere, I can't refuse, so I have to agree to him." Qionghua sighed, her voice paused, "But the world is prosperous and attractive, and I don't want to be trapped here, so I and The head of Yuxu Palace has agreed to give him the name of my Qionghua in Yuxu Palace, so that outsiders can fear as much as possible, and I only need to come back every 50 years and show my face."

"So that's how it is. My aunt only comes here once in 50 years. With such a tight time, I won't delay your business." Tu Jiu'er said goodbye politely and politely, but she had no intention of leaving at all. , but picked up the wine jar on the ground and sat down.

Qionghua could hear the impatience in her words, she could also hear the etiquette she barely maintained due to her status, and she understood the order to expel guests in her words, but she still asked: "It's getting late at night, are you still here?" What is this Sajin Lake doing?"

"I don't do anything, I just want to stay here for ten days." Tu Jiu'er took a big gulp of wine, which made her eyes turn red instantly, "...One day can't be missed, just ten days."

Qionghua wanted to say something, but didn't say anything.After a while, she bent down, put the oil-paper umbrella in her hand on the ground, and covered it with another wine jar.

Tu Jiuer glanced at the umbrella on the ground, looked at the leaving figure, and shouted loudly:

"Ai!"

The man stopped when he heard the sound.

"You...you look a lot like her."

Qionghua turned her head halfway, hesitated for a while, and did not ask who the "she" Tu Jiuer was talking about, but said: "...I will come to see you after the incident."

Tu Jiu'er looked sideways at Qionghua from the corner of her eye.

She took two steps, and the long fur of the crane feathers on her body suddenly turned up, and the surrounding air twisted for a moment, emitting a chaotic dark light.After the light goes out, people are no longer there.

A beautiful and elegant white crane stood tall and graceful on the shoal along the water. It twisted its neck, as if looking at Tu Jiuer, then jumped a few steps, flapping its wings and flying to the night sky in the snow.