Imminent Misfortune [Rebirth]

When countless souls of the two worlds finally merged, it was the dawn of the education world.

The pale light of the fish belly slowly pushes away the eastern clouds, spring returns to the earth, and everything revives.

In the depths of the Western Regions, the blue-clothed luthier knelt in the secluded forest, his figure covered by hanging vines like a curtain.

Birds come flying, circling and singing under the clear sky.The new buds are just sprouting, the green grass is nearby, and the pool is gurgling in the distance, which is a quiet environment.

"King Hong Yao."

Xun Mingsi gently placed Feng Tingqin in front of him, and the new light penetrated the leaves and vines, illuminating the handsome and earnest cheeks of the qin master even more fair, "Mingsi bids farewell."

Looking along his line of sight, there is a beautiful and colorful shadow looming in the forest.

Feng Wang's voice came leisurely: "This piano is yours, take it away."

Xun Mingsi smiled lightly, brushing his fingers affectionately over the strings of the phoenix listening to the piano: "Ming Si is an ordinary music cultivator, and he was able to get married with the king, and three lives are lucky. If the king does not dislike it, he will let this Qin stay in the Western Regions and become a human being." Witness the eternal friendship with the Yaozu."

Feng Wang said: "Qin teacher, you have changed a lot."

Xun Ming said thoughtfully: "I suddenly aged a hundred years overnight, and I will change to some extent."

King Feng let out a low laugh, and said: "It's a pity that this king died early in his previous life, so he couldn't get this opportunity to melt his soul. Forget it, there is still life left after the two nirvana, this king should be content."

Xun Mingsi also laughed.Suddenly a small bird flew over and landed on his shoulder. He stretched out his fingers to tease it, and the bird reluctantly stuck its furry head to it.

The luthier looked up and watched the birds hovering over the Western Regions, the softness of the corners of his eyes and brows was gradually smudged by another kind of melancholy.

Yeah, who said no.

After the catastrophe, it is lucky enough to still have one life.

……

After a while, Xun Mingsi refused to send off the birds, and walked out of the Western Regions alone.

He wanted to go to the Senluo Stone Palace first, but unexpectedly, he had walked more than ten miles away from the monster tribe's territory in the Western Regions, when he suddenly heard the sound of pipa music coming from above his head like broken jade falling into beads.

When I raised my head, I saw white clouds going with the breeze, and the long-lost skeleton bird was leading a red brocade cart, which was parked at a high place.

The curtains on the car were half opened, and the young man in a flirtatious attire was holding the pipa obliquely, with one foot on the edge of the car, and he didn't look directly at him, but was playing his music wholeheartedly under the bright sunshine.

Xun Mingsi was dazzled by the bright light, and his chest was sore and painful for a while.

"Chun'er."

He barely managed to stabilize his mood, but still put on that gentle smile and took two steps forward, raised his head and said, "I'm going to find you, I..."

But seeing the little demon boy blink his eyelashes, two teardrops fell on the immortal pipa.

Shentu Linchun's eyes were red from holding back, he bit his lower lip, his shoulders trembled slightly, but he was stubborn and refused to speak.

Xun Mingsi lost his mind, his throat was astringent and bitter, and he couldn't speak any more clever words.In the end, he could only say helplessly, "You...don't cry."

Shentu Linchun gritted his teeth and pulled the strings, and even pulled the strings of his precious pipa to pieces, breaking a good piece of music so abruptly.

He wiped away tears, threw Xiao Chunlei in his arms into the car viciously, and said, "You finally recognize me now? Are you still avoiding me, and are you saying that you can't bear such words!?"

Xun Mingsi could only lower his eyebrows and smile wryly, and said: "It's my fault, I'm not good... How can Le Xiu take his natal instrument to vent his anger, it hurts me just looking at it, I will spare your little Chunlei soon."

He also didn't talk about how helpless he was without Shentu during the time he was by the Styx River, and how he stared day and night at the figure of his bosom friend in Yangjian for support, but he just apologized again and again.

Shentu Linchun blew a whistle, and the red brocade cart slowly came down, and the strong wind blew up Xun Mingsi's gown.

The little demon boy reluctantly stretched out a hand, "Hurry up, get in the car."

Xun Mingsi held the young man's palm and stepped a little, "Are you here to pick me up?"

As he spoke, he lifted the car curtain completely, and was startled immediately.There was still someone sitting in the car.Wu Mi waved her hand at him, "Xun Xianjun, are you here all right?"

"Miyu girl!"

Now Xun Mingsi hurriedly withdrew, "Mingsi is rude."

"It's okay." Wu Mi shook her head and smiled delicately, "You just have to sit. Although Chun'er can't be easily given up to outsiders, I'm not so stingy that I don't even give people a ride. "

Xun Mingsi also couldn't figure out whether this little jade girl's words were more hostile or more kind, so he sat down quietly in a corner and said, "Then... then I will bother you."

Shentu Linchun pulled down the curtain of the car, "Hmph, that little empress of our Snow Bone City ordered me to come pick you up!" He bit the word hard, "If I want to, I won't come. "

Wu Mi: "Oh, I don't know who was holding Xiao Chunlei nervously and shivering along the way?"

Shentu Linchun rushed towards her angrily, and reached out to cover her mouth: "... Honey!!"

Xun Mingsi quietly watched the two brothers and sisters fight, and unconsciously his eyebrows became more gentle.

But after a period of turmoil, Shentu suddenly heard something whispered: "Actually...brother luthier, if you really don't remember those things, that's fine too."

Xun Mingsi shook his head, "No..."

He smiled and closed his eyes, "I will always remember."

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On Taiqing Island, new grass shoots have covered the scorched earth of the old year.At dawn in the early morning, the winding mountain road was warmed by the rays of the sun.

The millet boat made of soul wood stopped at the foot of the main peak, where the old god tree used to stand.

After the phoenix fire re-nirvana, it no longer looks like a ship.Branches grow from the deck, and the snow-white buds overlap and hang down, swaying delicately.

The two figures sat side by side in the snow-white flower boat. When you look closely, you can find that they are not physical entities, but the powerful souls. At first glance, they are no different from ordinary living people.

Lin Lingqing held the hazy remnant soul of Master in his arms, pinching and playing with it once and for all.

But his eyes turned to the side, and he finally said helplessly: "Zhiyuan, I finally came back, can you just take care of me?"

Fang Zhiyuan didn't look at him coldly, put his elbows on his knees, crossed his fingers against his chin, and looked from the mountain peak to Linhai in the distance, but he didn't look at Lin Lingqing.

Mojun has a headache.

Well, it turns out that as long as there is such a person around, even if his mind and soul are healthy and intact, he will have a lot of headaches...

"Little ancestor, why are you angry?"

"..." There was no response.

"A Yuan, stop making trouble..."

"..." Still no response.

Lin Lingqing was both angry and funny, and pushed him: "Hey you! Who is used to you doing this!"

Fang Zhiyuan turned Zhang Jun's face, and uttered a word forcefully: "You."

"..."

This makes perfect sense.

"Okay, okay, it's all my fault." Lin Lingqing was speechless and could only shake his head and smile wryly, "So what did I do to provoke you again?"

Anyway, it won't be a big deal, at least it won't be bigger than a trivial matter, the devil thought to himself.

Counting past and present lives, Lin Lingqing asked himself, whether he lied to Fang Zhiyuan or lied to him, he was willful, dragging and implicating, and did everything.But for such a big event that really suffers and hurts, when is Zhiyuan not letting him and protecting him?

And every time Little Misfortune insists on fussing over every detail, the things that give him such a headache are always so delicate that he can't describe them in words...

Just like now.

Fang Zhiyuan snorted softly: "You don't listen to me."

After all, Xu Shi himself felt too shameless, so he buried his head in his arms in a muffled voice.

"..."

Lin Lingqing was dumbfounded, and squeezed Yin Changxin's soul into a cake with his hands.

Just... that's it? ?

This... really deserves to be his family's little misfortune.

Lin Lingqing was stunned for a while, and then asked in an extremely cautious tone: "Fang Xianshou is Guigeng this year? Three years old? Five years old?"

Fang Xianshou stubbornly pretended to be an ostrich.

Lin Lingqing almost wanted to kneel down for him, but after crying and laughing, he had to say: "Okay, I was wrong, I'm sorry, I really shouldn't... Whether you want to scold or beat me, I will accept it, okay?"

Fang Zhiyuan really thought about it.

He said quickly, "then you...you...kiss me."

Lin Lingqing was angry: "Can you be reasonable? Didn't I kiss you when I came back from the underworld?"

Fang Zhiyuan turned his head sideways, and one side of his eyes was exposed from under the broken hair, staring at the demon king, "That doesn't count. Not enough, kiss again."

Those eyes were cold and dark, with a hint of aggression.At first glance, it looks like an iceberg spring that has just thawed, but at a second glance, it looks like a white knife leached in the spring water.

Lin Lingqing was dizzy from such a glance, her heart went numb and her waist went limp.Fang Zhiyuan stretched out his hand and pulled him towards him, demanding a kiss forcefully.It's not so much lingering, it's more like venting revenge.

The demon king was crushed between the crystal branches in a blink of an eye, he bit the lower lip of the fairy head, squinted his wet eyes, panted with a smile and called: "Master... well, Xing Xing bullies Qing'er... Oh, master, don't worry... ..."

But his heart seemed to be filled, and he sighed contentedly: Oh, I have been with you for so long, and I have said sweet words countless times since I was a child, why does he still like this person so much, so much? There is no way to fight back.

The group of dead souls floated by the side as always, like a bunch of dandelions swaying in the wind.

"What do you want to do in the future?"

After a while, Lin Lingqing rested comfortably on Fang Zhiyuan's thigh, "Do you need to find a physical body?"

Fang Zhiyuan stroked his long hair, and said in a low voice, "There is no rush, let's go see Little Brown Tang first."

Unexpectedly, before he finished speaking, he heard a familiar crisp voice saying from a distance: "No need, Brother A Yuan."

"Little Brown Tang, I've come here by myself."

I saw a petite red shadow on the other side of the mountain road.

A beautiful girl in a red dress with buns and a red paper umbrella in her hand stepped closer.

Those eyes rolled around, and suddenly stared at Fang Zhiyuan with a smile: "Brother Ah Yuan...we still have a bill to settle."

Fang Zhiyuan's face turned pale instantly, "..."

"Did you tell Brother Qing'er just now, who doesn't listen to whom?"

This time, Fang Zhiyuan lost all prestige. He raised his hand in surrender and said, "I was wrong, I'm sorry, I really shouldn't...whether you want to scold or beat me, I will—"

Lin Lingqing smiled sullenly: "Little Misfortune, you are finished."

The green hills are far away, and a group of magpies startle up.

cover the human voice.