happy meeting

"Brother Qinghua! What's wrong with you?" Seeing Qinghua holding his forehead, Ye Liuyun hurriedly asked.

Qinghua shook his head, "It's nothing." Why did something go wrong in Leijian Prison? This matter needs to be thoroughly investigated when he returns to Heaven.

"Ah, brother Qinghua, I almost forgot. Eldest brother wants me to take you to the temple to find them. Today is elder brother's birthday. You have to go to the temple to pray and fast."

"Yeah." Qinghua nodded.

"Hey, why do I think Brother Qinghua and Brother Mu Xian are very similar." Ye Liuyun smiled as he walked.

"Is it."

"That's right, that's the tone. Brother Mu Xian always asks me like this. He's not curious about anything, he's always indifferent. Brother Qinghua is the same as Brother Mu Xian, he's a bit alienated from others, but..." Ye Liuyun groaned lightly He paused after laughing, as long as he is recognized and in his heart, he will be a friend forever.

Qinghua suddenly asked again, "Can you tell me about your traveling with Mu Xian in the court?"

Ye Liuyun turned his head and looked at him suspiciously, but didn't ask why, "Yes."

Since that day, Qinghua has been surrounded by someone, encouraging him to go here and there all day long. He doubts, is it possible that the third son of Shangshufu's family is a playboy?

He, Ye Liuyun, and a young monk who was abducted by Ye Liuyun from nowhere stood in front of a certain building with carved beams and painted buildings. Come again!" "Master, you haven't come to visit my house for a long time, do you dislike my house?" "Handsome young master, come in, there are many interesting things here."...

The smell of makeup and powder lingered on the tip of the nose, the little monk sneezed, looked up at Ye Liuyun...and asked curiously, "Young Master Ye, what is this place, why are there so many young women?"

Ye Liuyun smiled and said, "This place has condensed the cultural essence of thousands of years, and it has been a good place for literati since ancient times."

The little monk said "Oh", and then looked inside curiously.

Qinghua glanced at Ye Liuyun sideways, "He would understand better if you just said brothel." Ye Liuyun smiled shyly when he heard this, but the little monk frowned, "Blue, brothel?! Amitabha, goodness is goodness, form is emptiness, emptiness is form..."

Seeing the little monk, Ye Liuyun quickly closed his eyes, holding a bead in his left hand, and kept chanting the Buddha's name.Touching his nose, he shrugged, "Didn't I bring him here to gain insight?"

"Who will bring the monk to the brothel to see?" Qinghua stretched out his hand and touched the young monk's bare head, which made the two startled.

Ming Jie, Lord Wu Nian of the Immortal Realm, has a good relationship with Qinghua, and can be said to be one of Qinghua's only good friends.

Qinghua half-raised his head, looked at the sky, squinted his eyes slightly, he... seems to have been down for too long, the reincarnation of ten generations, so long that even Mingjie has come down to the earth to experience calamity, I don't know if the mess in Qinghua Palace is still there Now, is the pot of tea cold?Even though the empty palace is always cold, maybe there is warmth in the world, but he should go back.

"Brother Qinghua," Ye Liuyun called out, "The day after tomorrow will be Qixi Festival. I want to go to Luoyang. I wonder if Brother Qinghua can go and see it together?"

"Alright." What exactly is the lost memory.

Qinghua didn't know why he came here with Ye Liuyun, a prosperous place always has different styles, just like Luoyang, the festival is the most noisy time.

Qinghua shuttled among the crowd, looking at the people coming and going around, someone was setting off river lanterns by the river, the dots of light in Youhe River were very beautiful, inexplicably familiar.

Out of the corner of his eyes, he inadvertently caught a glimpse of the blue-robed man squatting by the river, with a river lantern in his hand, put it into the water, and drifted away leisurely.

Ye Liuyun stood up, looked at the drifting river lantern and chuckled. "Dry ink." The voice behind him calling him was very cold.

Turning around to look, he was wearing a blue shirt, handsome and unparalleled, still extremely conspicuous in the crowd, "It's okay, let's go." He trotted up.

The colorful lights, maybe because of the excitement, Qinghua felt a little dazed before his eyes, as if the pictures in his memory were overlapping with the scene in front of him... His mind was full of fragments of countless memories.

He has been here?

Raising his head suddenly, a vigorous marriage tree suddenly appeared in front of him. The evening wind blew and the red silk swayed. Ye Liuyun walked over, touched the trunk and smiled at Qinghua, "My brother Mu Xian was here last year." I know him everywhere, I remember tying a piece of red silk to it, but I don’t know which one it is.”

Qinghua's forehead twitched violently, as if there was something going on-"Good calligraphy! Brother, you can write well!"

"Brother, you don't have to be modest, there is a saying, meeting is fate..."

There was a man in a sapphire blue robe sitting on a tree, smiling...

Qinghua suddenly felt a little cold, the Emperor Qinghua of the heavenly realm has a cold temperament, no matter who he is to.During the calamity, he did not say goodbye to anyone, and went down to the world alone, and he never had any worries when he was in the upper world, neither should he nor will he.

He has seen many reincarnations through the water moon mirror, and he has already lost half of his emotions.Could it be that Du Jie was injured so he got such a messy mood?

"Gan Mo, I have to go. Thank you Mr. Ye for me. Thank you for taking care of Ye Mansion in the past few months." Qinghua said he would leave as he said, he had no worries when he came, and there should be no burden when he went.He knew he was on the run...

Ye Liuyun was stunned for a moment, and then smiled, "Brother Qinghua, don't you want to stay for a few more days? But yes, brother Qinghua also has his own way. Why don't you send brother Qinghua off with Gan Mo?"

"No need." Qinghua waved his hand, turned and left without looking back.

Ye Liuyun didn't hold back either, but just looked at his back.

Qinghua took a few steps, and then heard a voice behind him, "Brother Mu Xian, take care." It was clear and clear, and seemed to be smiling.

After a great shock, Qinghua paused, closed his eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and involuntarily turned his head to look back... The blue-robed man smiled and looked at himself, with colorful lanterns reflected in his clear and shallow black pupils. Even so, he also knew that he only had himself in his eyes.

No matter what, "Dan Mo, take care... goodbye."

Ye Liuyun watched Qinghua's back being submerged in the crowd again, smiled faintly and bent down, picked up a book left on the ground, cultivating immortality?

Qinghua sometimes thinks, if there is no such a look back...

But it happened that looking back at him moved his demons, making him lonely for thousands of years, and he was helpless in the world of mortals.

There have been rumors recently in Beijing that the third young master of the Ye family was obsessed with Taoism and went out to travel all over the world to seek the method of cultivating immortals.I just can't think of going to cultivate immortals, let alone become immortals?

A white pigeon flew into the window and stopped on the window eaves to drink water. Ye Xuan took off the bamboo tube from the white pigeon's feet, poured out a note and opened it to read.

"Where is the third brother?" Ye Baiyin asked hastily.

"He lived in a Taoist temple, and I'm afraid he will be there in the future." Ye Xuan said sharply,

"Father, why would you agree with the third brother to cultivate some kind of immortal? How could he truly become an immortal as a mortal?"

Ye Xunkong, who had gray hair on his temples, glanced out of the window and said with a smile, "In the eyes of outsiders, your third younger brother has been naughty since he was a child, and he would never become an official in the court when he grew up. He is the one who cares about him. It is enough for me not to enter court, not to offend others. My Ye family has two court entrants. He only likes to dance and write, and only likes to play around. He seems to have no worries. I don't know what to do Compensate him, he has everything... I knew it when he told me he wanted to cultivate immortality, he was obsessed with one thing, and he was obsessed with that thing all his life."

"Father is talking about... the third brother's character, will it make the Taoists fly like dogs?" Ye Baiyin couldn't help laughing when he thought of his third brother's usual behavior.

"Maybe." Ye Xuanren also smiled.

Ye Xunkong looked at his two sons and smiled in relief.

The place Ye Liuyun chose was a small Taoist temple in Shu.

The Taoist temple is called "Shangyun Temple". It is a semi-hidden place with beautiful mountains and clear waters and few people. There are more than ten trails in the temple, and one old Taoist leader.There is a garden in the back mountain. Every morning, I see the trailheads watering it, and they are completely self-sufficient.

After Ye Liuyun came, the Taoists of Shangyun Temple were in a tragedy... Dare to be angry but dare not speak out, evil!too bad!

Why did their master allow this person to enter the Taoist temple?It doesn't look like a cultivator at all!

"Uncle Ye..." Du Xiaodao called timidly.

"What's the matter?" Ye Liuyun looked over, why was he so afraid of him?He just discussed going to the brothel with them when he came, and then he was kicked out by Taoist Du Di... He remembers that Taoist priests don't reboot?Is it quit?

"It's time to go to the vegetable garden."

"Oh, let's go." Ye Liuyun just stood up, and Du Yi ran away...

Ye Liuyun was helpless, walked out of the room, suddenly looked up at the sky, and smiled slightly, "Brother Muxian, when will we see you again?"You said that after such a long time, will I forget your appearance?

skyline--

"Qinghua, you are back."

"Immortal Emperor." As an ancient god, Qinghua was several generations higher than this Immortal Emperor, but he called him Immortal Emperor because of etiquette.Then report the matter of Leijian Prison, which is considered to have fulfilled its duty.

The Immortal Emperor looked at this extremely handsome and indifferent emperor... a little helpless, it seems that there is no difference between the lower realm and the calamity?

"Maybe I can borrow the water-moon mirror from the Immortal Emperor? Something happened during the tribulation in Leijian Prison, and I lost my memory for a lifetime."

The Immortal Emperor was surprised: "It's only for one life, it's not that Lord Qinghua has never cared about the ordinary things of reincarnation."

But Qinghua stretched out his hand to brush the clouds and looked down.

A small Taoist temple between the green mountains and clear waters, a handsome man came out of the room, wearing a Taoist robe, with gentle eyebrows, still light black eyes, but no longer flying like before, the whole body is indeed surrounded by dusty air .

Inexplicably, there was a twitching pain in my heart, as if that person shouldn't be like this...

"We have to figure it out anyway." Whether to give up or stay, we have to see clearly before we can say.That feeling in the bottom of my heart won't lie.

The man in the courtyard raised his head to look at the sky, and smiled slightly, calmly and warmly, as if seeing something through the sky, he saw his lips opening and closing, but he couldn't hear what he was saying.

Qinghua seems to be fascinated...

The Immortal Emperor looked at Qinghua like this and sighed lightly. Is it good or bad?