[Fifth Personality] Nian Nian Hanchun Dongfeng Remnant [Soul of Umbrella Dongfengyao]

"I intend to let you return to Japan, and you are affectionate and hope to return as soon as possible..."

Blow the xun without blame, and hold the chi by yourself.Xun and Chi are in harmony, so uncomfortable.

Up to now, Xunchi is still there, but one person is missing...

The sky in summer nights is always so broad, without the cover of clouds, the star river is brilliant, clear and bright when you look up.

Xie Bi'an looked up at the starry sky and thought, Wu Jiu and Qian Hong are in love with each other, they will be a good husband.Besides, Qian Hong is pregnant, although Wu Jiu is not very good at getting along with children, but he likes children quite a lot, so he will be a good father.

Xie Bi'an suppressed the subtle sourness and showed a sincere smile.

As long as he is happy without blame, he will be satisfied.

Maybe... Maybe one day in the future, Wu Jiu will come back with his wife and children.If there is no blame and no dislike, he is willing to be the foster father of the child and teach him himself.If it is a girl, he is willing to teach her piano, chess, calligraphy and painting; if it is a boy, he is willing to teach him the four books and five classics.

I don't know when I will be back...

The spicy wine rolled down his throat, and Xie Bi'an felt that this summer night had become longer than the winter night.

The brows that cannot be opened, the ones that are unknown are more leaky;

Just like the faint green mountains that can't be covered, the continuous green water...

The author has something to say: It’s too uncomfortable, the person I love is with someone else, I can only wish him happiness

☆, the white horse passes the gap

In the autumn of the 11th year of Nianhan, Jiangnan City.

The maple leaves in the distant mountains are red, looming in the clouds and mist.There are several houses with white walls and black tiles scattered among them, and the smoke from the roofs floats from the roofs, gradually becoming one with the smoke and clouds in the mountains, like a fairyland.

In the picturesque river city, the mountains are dawning and the sky is clear.Just after the light rain last night, the warm sunshine slowly shone down, covering the green water with a layer of gold leaf.The female water chestnut propped her oars, and hummed the beautiful and melodious Jiangnan ditty, which harmonized with the sound of pounding clothes one after another.

On the water, a light boat slowly approached.Leaning on it was a man, lazy and quiet.His long black and smooth hair was casually tied in the middle with only a ribbon, and he was wearing a simple but undeniably extravagant golden chrysanthemum robe with cloud patterns, and a xun-shaped pendant with black tassels hanging from his waist.The most amazing thing is his handsome and flawless face, and the gentle eyebrows and eyes like the moon.The bright red between the brows added another color to him.

"Where do you want to go, my lord?" asked the pole-pulling guard.

"...Turn around as you please."

If this man didn't have a Southern Taiwan accent, anyone who saw him would give him the evaluation of "Jiangnan son as gentle as jade".

No blame, now that the war is settled and the world is at peace, would you be happy?

Seeing the peaceful scene in front of him, Xie Bi'an asked in his heart more than once.

It has been three years since Fan Wujiu left, during which time he never came back.

In the past three years, Xie Bi'an has traveled around and traveled all over the world, which can be regarded as making up for one of his regrets.

Unknowingly, dusk was approaching, and the boat staggered to a reed pond dyed deep golden by the dusk, and even the water became warm golden.The breeze blows softly, causing ripples on the water surface, and the whirling reeds dance with it, making a fine "rustling" sound.

"...Brother An, Brother An?"

In the dimness, Xie Bi'an vaguely heard a voice so familiar that he couldn't help but burst into tears calling him.

Xie Bi'an seemed to wake up from a dream: "...No fault?"

The cold and handsome face in front of him was worried, and his brows were slightly frowned: "Brother An, is there anything wrong? Why are you sleeping in the yard?"

Xie Bi'an felt a little dizzy, and felt that he might have caught a cold, but he didn't want to worry Fan Wujiu.

"It's okay, I'm just a little tired, so I'll take a nap here for a while."

Fan Wujiu looked suspicious, but seeing Xie Bi'an's normal expression, he didn't ask any further questions.

After hesitating for a long time, Fan Wujiu found that Xie Bi'an still didn't express anything, and finally couldn't help asking:

"...Brother An promised to go to the back mountain with me to fetch paper kites with me yesterday, but is it still worth it?"

It turned out to be for this.

Xie Bi'an felt that Fan Wujiu's awkward appearance was too cute, so he couldn't help laughing:

"Nature counts."

Fan Wujiu's eyes brightened instantly, and he couldn't wait to reach out his hand to Xie Bi'an: "Then let's go!"

"it is good."

Xie Bi'an also went to hold his hand with a smile.

"Boom-"

A clear voice suddenly sounded in my ears, the ending was long and ethereal, lingering in my ears for a long time, as if reverberating in my brain.

And Fan Wujiu's figure suddenly became transparent after the sound, gradually dimmed and disappeared.Xie Bi'an tried to grab Fan Wujiu's hand in panic, but he didn't expect his own hand to pass through him...

"Boom..."

Xie Bi'an suddenly opened his eyes.

The ethereal and unpredictable voice was still one after another, endlessly long.Looking in the direction of the sound, Xie Bi'an saw a temple surrounded by mist in the distance.

Presumably it should be the sound made by the monks in the temple beating the chime bowl...

The lonely boat floats on the autumn water, and the reed root catches the evening frost.Xie Bi'an was so brooding about the dream just now, his brows were gloomy, and he was speechless.

In the dream, the people in the old mountain have not left, and a clear chime goes down to the smoke of the river.

The incense dust on the waist is still warm, but the spices inside are almost burnt, leaving only a faint fragrance.

Xie Bi'an took it off his belt, shook out some light yellow powder into the palm of his hand, and gently sprinkled it on the water surface with a full stomach.

The dark fragrance leaves a slight fire, and all things in the mind turn to ashes...

......

Xie Bi'an came back from Jiangnan, and then set off for Calipe in Quanta.But this time he went alone, without Cheng Shuo.

The plateau in winter is endless snow.Different from Saibei, Kalipei's sky is a darker blue, with large clouds floating that seem to be within reach, as clear as a mirror.The sun shines on the undulating peaks, reflecting a strong and dazzling white.

Along the way, Xie Bi'an met many pilgrims who were worshiping.They chanted the six-character mantra, raised their hands reverently to form a cross above their heads, threw themselves forward, made movements like duck water, stood up again, and started again and again.

They ate and slept in the open, weathering the wind and rain, and many of them fell forever on the pilgrimage, never getting up again.

Xie Bi'an respected this.He understands that this is their belief and their lifelong pursuit, even if they die.

He passed by the sacred Songtsan Monastery, passed by the desolate celestial burial platform; he saw the largest bronze statue, saw the circling vulture...

Finally, he came to a clear lake.

The local people told Xie Bi'an that this is their holy lake.Whenever Karmadui Baxing rises on the top of the snow mountain, they will go down to the lake to bathe.

A stone lion statue on the shore caught Xie Bi'an's attention.He looked at it and was fascinated.

"Son, did you learn from it?"

An old voice brought Xie Bi'an back to reality.At some point, beside him was a benevolent old man holding a prayer wheel.

"Ah... yes."

Xie Bi'an bowed to the old man, and the old man returned a salute.

"...Central Plains, it's a good place."

The old man sighed, as if recalling something from the past.

Xie Bi'an smiled without saying a word.

The old man felt that the gentle and elegant young man in front of him was quite attractive, and extended an invitation to him: "Would you like to walk with me?"

The people of Quanta have always been hospitable, and of course Xie Bi'an would not refuse such kindness, and agreed with a smile: "Very happy."

The old man laughed "hehe", and walked slowly around the lake with Xie Bi'an.Seeing that the old man was trembling and having difficulty walking, Xie Bi'an took the initiative to reach out to support him.

The more I looked at Xie Bi'an, the more I liked it: "Haha... good boy, how about I tell you a story?"

Xie Bi'an nodded, and said in a gentle voice, "This junior is all ears."

The old man slowly shook the prayer wheel in his hand, twisted his beard and said:

"...A long time ago, when the goddess Everest was dressing up, she accidentally dropped Percy and landed on the grassland. Then Everest turned into a girl and went down to search for it."

"One day, she met a man who herded cattle. He heard that she was looking for Percy, so he searched with her."

The old man pointed to the grassland full of cattle and sheep not far away:

"The land that Everest passes by is turned into pastures with fertile water and grass."

"...They stopped and stopped along the way, and they came to this Kalipe without realizing it. Suddenly, they saw something shiny on the grass, and it was Napercy."

The story of the old man was so vivid that Xie Bi'an was gradually fascinated by it.

"Qomolangma is about to return to the sky, but the man has already fallen in love with the girl. The girl did not give up on the man, so she made an agreement with him: 'I will return to the heaven first, and then ask the emperor to allow me to enter the mortal world.' After that, she left Get Percy as a token, disappear and leave."

"Percy fell to the ground and turned into a beautiful lake."

The old man pointed to the lake around which they were walking.

"Since then, the man has been waiting by the lake day and night, looking up at the sky. But girl, she never came back..."

The old man's turbid voice became more and more vicissitudes.

"...Over the years, the man gradually turned into a big rock, and was slowly buried by the wind and snow..."

Xie Bi'an's chest feels tight.

"Later, when Princess Wencheng passed by here and heard about this story, she ordered someone to carve that stone into a lion. In this way, he can stay by the lake forever, waiting for his lover to return..."

Xie Bi'an was taken aback, and looked back at the stone lion statue in surprise.

The sky in the distance is full of vultures, and it is overwhelming.The old man looked at the circling dark clouds and sighed heavily:

"Alas... the endless haze on the celestial burial platform pays homage to the existence of the world of mortals; the long-lived glory in Songzan Temple pays homage to the love of all living beings..."

The author has something to say: the last sentence is a very beloved lyrics!From "Sky Burial".Percy's story is adapted from the movie "Red River Valley"