Drinking in the River of Forgetfulness

Weak waist, "Donghan, Xiaobai is here. Don't be afraid, don't be afraid..."

Finally, she pursed her mouth and cried.

Dirty hair or chapped lips didn't affect Dong Han's beauty at all. He opened his mouth, his voice hoarse, "It's not very pretty at first, but crying like this... makes it even uglier."

Ayu also said this sentence, at that time I was cut by Dong Han, and I was still at odds with that pretty boy in the pink shirt, but now he has become my best friend.I burst into tears, stood on tiptoe and tugged at the rope that tied him, "You are ugly, not only ugly, but also very smelly."

The rope frayed Dong Han's hands, and some skin and flesh stuck together, very much like the appearance when I went to talk to him for the first time when he was sent to the Yeyang Palace.I was so cruel that I tore the rope away from his hand. He seemed to have no strength to hurt, so he didn't say a word.The rope was about to be loosened, and my shoulders suddenly sank, and it was Donghan who pressed on me without any effort.

I carried him in the sewage, "Don't say stupid things in front of Ayu from now on." I sighed softly in my heart, and carefully carried him on my back, for fear that a little water would fall into his wound. He looked as thin and bony as me, but he didn't realize that he really had two or two bones, which were very heavy.

"Xiaobai, you are not happy, are you?" His weak voice sounded in my ear, I raised my head, the broken hair on my forehead scratched my forehead extremely itchy, but I couldn't stretch out my third hand to pick it.Outside the deep window of the water prison, there is a gloomy cold glow. The night in the West Sea always comes early. For some reason, I suddenly thought of Ayu's capricious temperament.

Are you happy?In the past hundred years, whenever I think of Ayu, my mind is filled with his enchanting smile, his light and graceful figure, and his voice is frivolous, with a rising ending and sometimes trembling.The few times when he is serious is dressing me or combing my hair. His fingertips are a little cold, and he doesn't like to eat.

I always carry a small bag full of brocade-wrapped cherries, and occasionally jump on the stool in my Yeyang Hall, "creaking" to pick out cherries one by one from the bag with my fingertips, The juice was splashed and elegant, and occasionally I stuffed one in my mouth full of pastries. When I saw that my already bulging mouth was filled with no room, and there was no room for even a single fruit stone, he Then he laughed happily.

It's a pity that he is not my only Ayu. Although I don't know when this thought was born, it was actually born.

So I tried to relax my tone as much as possible, and said to Donghan, "I am very happy, not only because he brought me out of the underworld, but also because he is the one who gave me my name, combed my hair, and taught me to eat with chopsticks." The one who is cruel to others, but smiles at me."

Dong Han's body on his back stiffened for a moment, then fell silent.While I was talking, I had already flowed through the pool, and my clothes were already almost wet. When I sat on the edge of the prison pool with him on my back, my face was rosy and my blood was normal. Han is almost unkempt.

I don't know magic, and I don't have a fairy in my body. I can't feel the Buddha spirit of Lao Shizi that the dead copper bell eye said at the time.

So apart from wiping Donghan's face with my clean sleeves, I can't do anything like Duyong fairy next to me.

Donghan looked very weak, I touched his face, it was cold and cold, then I rolled up his wet trousers, the tops had been stained blue by the sewage, and there was a fishy smell of water, wait for me Pulling it away, he saw that his legs were already wrinkled and white, without a trace of blood.

I was a little worried, "Is something going to happen after soaking for so long? It's all wrinkled into two sweet-scented osmanthus rice cakes. Don't you feel uncomfortable at all? Tell me what's uncomfortable." It became popular all over again with no promise.

He casually said, "Mermen's recovery ability is very good, these injuries are fine, don't worry, Xiaobai." He seemed to want to raise his hand to touch my head, but when he reached the middle of the road, he lowered it again. Without strength, I quickly supported him and leaned against me, holding his hand while trying to keep him warm.

Donghan turned his head and smiled weakly at me, then turned the subject, "Has Xiaobai ever thought about leaving here with me?"

I was surprised for a moment, thinking that I couldn’t answer him saying that he hadn’t even thought about it, so I could only vaguely say, “Xihaili is actually not bad, except that the sky is a little darker. You know, the outside world is not the same as here. Inseparable, a stranger from a foreign land, whoever sees me will just roll their eyes and pass by."

Donghan suddenly became quiet, I turned my head, but he rested his head on my shoulder, closed his eyes, as if he was too tired, under his beautiful eyes there was a faint circle of Qingdai.

Donghan's eyes are different from Ayu's. Ayu's phoenix pupils are long and upward, which is very beautiful and flamboyant. After Donghan's boyish appearance is removed, the boy's brows and eyes become softer, just like the pool in my night palace. The ugly shell inside finally opened its mouth, revealing the round and fluorescent moon-soaked bead inside.

The light from the high windows and the door became brighter, it must be the moon, and Ayu must be outside to entertain Rong Ze and the group of old men with white beards who came with Rong Ze.

After a long time, when I was about to slowly fall asleep, Donghan raised his head, looked at me and said softly but firmly, "Xiaobai, come with me, I always love His Majesty Chiki's feelings for you." I think it's weird." There was a soft light in his dark eyes, which almost made me agree.

It's just that it was just a little bit worse, and Ayu's usual nice but frivolous voice sounded in the execution room, "What's so weird? Besides, where are you taking Xiaobai?"

Donghan and I were shocked, looking at the door of the water prison, Ayu was standing at the door, stretched out his hand and yawned, he took out a cherries from nowhere and was gnawing on it, and vomited after a while A dripping, round fruit pit came out, and a star of bright red fruit juice remained on the edge of the mouth.

In my trembling heart, he walked over calmly, walking on the dirty ground as gracefully and solemnly as if he was enthroning, and finally his footsteps settled in front of me.

Ayu bent his body slightly, and the bright and bright smile like the sky had long disappeared, replaced by expressionless indifference. He said to me word by word, "If you go with him, you will kill yourself. Xiaobai, Even so, do you still want to go with him?"

I didn't speak, but nodded. In fact, my words of rejecting Donghan were already on my lips.

Seeing Ayu's numb expression at this time, I suddenly felt sorry for myself. Thinking of the painting in the deserted courtyard, my heart throbbed instantly...

I don't know if it's because I'm dazzled or blind, but Ayu's delicate phoenix eyes were hurt by my sight. He brushed a strand of hair that was hanging down, and I also took the opportunity to scratch my forehead that had been itching for a long time, and then I heard him say, "Xiaobai, I will treat you well. I will not raise a confinement, and I will not touch Rong Ze. I will only treat you well."

My heart suddenly warmed up.

But then I heard my voice clear and crisp, and I even smiled, but it was his grandma who didn't mean it, "Ayu's words should be spoken to that Kasyapa, right?"

In the cold glow of the silver moon and the cold frost all over the sky, I was imprisoned in the Chan Chan Hall, which is called "Foot Confinement".

It has been more than half a month, or a few months, I can't tell, apart from Wen Jie Wu Nan and Dong Han who often visit me in Song Chan Hall, Ayu has never stepped here, let alone come to talk again.

That night, Ayu's face was greatly mourned, and she was shocked by my words.It was the same in my heart, I slashed through it with a knife, bleeding profusely, but with an indescribable joy, I finally said it.The knife raised in his heart cut open his own first, cut out the wooden thorn that had been stuck in his heart, then cut open Ayu's heart, and buried the thorn in it.

Dong Han looked at my face, his face turned pale, staggered over and dragged Ayu's robe, still hoarse, "Your Majesty, it was Dong Han who made a mistake, it was Dong Han who instigated Lord Xibai, Your Majesty..."

Ayu raised his foot and kicked Donghan away, I rushed over to support his body, and shouted at Ayu, whose face was as cold as iron, with snot and tears all over his face, "The one in that painting is Jia Ye, you brought me out because I look like Kassapa, Kassapa likes cakes, right!"

Ayu hesitated to speak, but the winter cold was pressing on me, so I could only look up at his gorgeous and complicated clothes, "But I am Ye Xibai, Xiaobai, not Kasyapa..." I don't count anything, even Ye Xibai This name was also given by you. You can see my dependence on you, so you can do whatever you want. In your eyes, I am just a humble shadow of the person you value.

Ayu slowly squatted down, looked at me, his phoenix eyes were gloomy and gloomy, he spoke in a slow voice for the first time, not as frivolous as usual, even stiff and cold, "I never knew, You think so." He smiled softly again, "But Xiaobai, you are really right..."

He didn't say the following sentence, but I understood.What he wanted to say was that the one he had laughed at, played with, combed his hair and dressed for, was only facing Kasyapa.

A person I have never met, easily obliterated me.

Later, he waved lightly to the outside, and Wen Jie came in, so did Wu Nan, Wen Bai's face was still expressionless, but Wu Nan frowned deeply, looking at me with a gloomy expression, his face was clearly white It says distressed.

Ayu imprisoned me in the Chan Chan Hall, then turned around and left without another word.At first he didn't allow anyone to come and see me, but for some reason, Wen Jiedong and Han Wunan stepped into the Chan Chan Hall one by one, talked to me, handed me pastries, and occasionally combed my hair for me. My unkempt.

I'm the only one who has been in a daze, not knowing what to say in my heart.I eat the pastry when it is handed over, and I respond when someone talks to me. I live like a wooden puppet.Although Donghan can come to see me, he can't stay overnight, so for the rest of the day, I can only sit on the head of the bed alone, engraving the day with my fingernails on the gold-threaded agarwood bed frame, and what I always think about is , Ah Yu no longer came to see me.

Three fingernails were broken, and the wound that didn't hurt much was bleeding desperately in a bravado. The wound wanted to win my attention, just like I wanted to win Ayu's attention.

Occasionally, I laughed secretly, Ye Xibai, you are so stupid to go back to the Wangchuan River, whether you are a shadow or a stand-in, at least you are still by Yu Kuzhou's side, but now, you have nothing, a thin layer of ice I have already been smashed by your punch, and I have hurt myself and others.

I missed Ayu more and more, and I became thinner and lonely, and I couldn't grow any more flesh even if I ate desperately.

Finally one day, Dong Han came to the Chan Chan Hall, put a food box and hugged me, "Don't do this." The refreshing pine fragrance from his body was in my breath.

It was only then that I realized that during this period of time, Dong Han has become much haggard, and the young man's long-opened brows have added a lot of sadness. Moreover, his legs don't seem to be as sharp as before. At first, I thought it was because he walked calmly and slowly. , After a few more days, I realized that every day when he came to see me, his steps were faltering.

"What's wrong with your leg?" The voice was still crisp, but dragged and suspicious, not at all like I used to be.

"Probably spoiled in the water prison."

"Don't sharks know how to swim? Why are they still soaked in water?"

The winter is cold and the clouds are light and the wind is light. "Your Majesty Kuzhou is the god of avoiding fire. He is the water of the West Sea in the four major lakes. Since there is a water prison in the Baji Palace, it must not be used for swimming and playing."

"What about after that?"

"It may be useless, or it may be better. I don't know, but it's okay, and it doesn't prevent me from being with Xiaobai." He touched my head, gathered my clothes for me, and wiped the pastry from my mouth crumbs.It seems that this is not a time of confinement, but a soft and long life between him and me.

"If your legs are useless in the future, I will grow taller quickly and carry you on my back." Dong Han was about fifteen or six years old, so I compared a posture with Dong Han who was about the same height, and turned to him giggle.My current trick of pretending to be stupid is only a smirk.

"Hurry up and eat the pastry, the leak has dripped a few times, I should go, come back tomorrow."

I waved to him, "Remember to come tomorrow." Then I broke my fingers and said to him, "The almond cake made by Donghan is delicious, can I make it tomorrow?" The longing for cake, the sweet taste can relieve the bitterness in the heart.

Before he walked to the door, he turned his head and turned his head, his slightly blue eyeballs flickered, "Okay, just bring a whole food box."

The life in the Song Chan Hall is very boring, the interior is empty, only dozens of shelves full of ancient books are listed, no wonder it is called Song Chan, isn't it just for chanting Buddha.I flipped through those booklets, and found nothing interesting, not as interesting as Bai Wuchang or Ayu's stories, so I yawned, went to bed, and waited for Donghan to come with warm, crispy almond cake tomorrow.

In the dream, there was a continuous blush, like a rain of flowers, and more like the day when Ayu brought me back, the blood of Xiaofeng and his traitors infected the abyss outside the Baji Palace where the bones were buried Inside, dense and bright.

Dong Han didn't come the next day, and even Wu Nan didn't come to make a companion.

On the third day, the fourth day and the fifth day, the Chan Chan Hall was empty.

The last person to come was Ayu, he calmly hugged me, "Dong Han has returned to the mermaid clan."

Then he pinched my face, and said in an affectionate tone, without emotion, "Stay here for 200 years, the books here are enough for you to learn something, and when you come out in the future, you will still be Master Xiaobai."

Then Ayu let me go again, and Shi Shiran left the Chan Chan Hall.

Many days that I thought would be very unaccustomed, are actually very enjoyable to live, just like Mr. Xiaobai now.

Dong Han really disappeared just like that, and Ayu never came again, and Wen Jie Wu Nan never stepped into the gate of Song Chan Hall again.

When the handsome little fairy who comes to deliver meals every day comes over, she always looks at me and sheds tears first, and then tells me secretly, her words are full of sympathy.

"Master Xiaobai, don't be sad, but 200 years must pass quickly, and His Majesty is fighting with Taotie, and needs the help of a celestial maiden."

"Hey, Your Majesty brought back a beautiful boy today and kept them in the Palace of Sanctuary. Your Majesty is really absurd. He sings every night. Mr. Xiaobai, you must ask His Majesty to send them away when you go out."

And so on, even though this little fairy was kind, I could hear cocoons in my ears, so I had to pretend that my tongue was sore every time she came, and I couldn't speak, so I silently took the food box and walked in.

But I can't talk to her completely, after all, I have to get the news from her, so I occasionally exchange "really? Okay, okay, I will" with her, but it's not deep.

If 200 years is as short as she said, it would be good if time can dilute even the slightest miss and nostalgia.

I want Wen Jie's cold face but kindness, Wu Nan's carefree but straightforward, Dong Han's tenderness and pity, but Ayu's love or not...

I sat cross-legged on the high bookshelf of the Song Chan Hall, thinking that since I met Dong Han, although he hated me at first like killing my father and enemy, because of half a bottle of saliva, he slept on the same bed once, and then took care of me meticulous.

His tenderness and love penetrated into every muscle of my body. I touched the spotless edge of the bookshelf and thought, maybe Donghan is the best one for me.

But from time to time, there would be another florid figure of trouble popping up in his mind, with flamboyant phoenix eyes, he was capricious, possessive, and his temper was still like a waning moon, cloudy or sunny.

Ayu...

In the short one hundred years in Xihaili, his few loves were rubbed into my bones and entangled.

One day a long time ago, when Donghan and I were already good playmates, Ayu suddenly got excited and took me away from Baji Palace to play alone.

There is no Wenbailian and Wulunzi, no Donghan, just Ayu and me.

That day Ayu was wearing fiery red clothes with long silver satin rolled on her head, very ostentatious, I was still wearing a little white gown, although I lost a lot of weight, not as cute and chubby as before, but after all I became a handsome orchid grass fairy boy.

He didn't take me out to sea, but wandered around in the underwater city-states around the Baji Palace. people are oppressed.

Ayu saved them, and changed the original name of the city to "City of Longevity". It looks like a three-year-old child in the temple, but it is quite respected in the west overseas.

As our pair walked in the city of longevity, there would often be some kind of shrimp and crab fairy coming up to give a small gift, because Ayu's body was so eye-catching, there was even a little fairy with green algae on his head and a green body gave him a conch .

At that time, he looked at Ayu with sparkling eyes, then at me, and sneaked out an amber conch from behind, with a simple and honest smile, "Your Majesty... Your Majesty, this, this is for you, Mo... Mo ...Don't dislike it."

Ayu looked at him, with the corners of her lips curled up, took the conch and handed it to me, and said softly to the little seaweed fairy, "Thank you, very beautiful amber. You are also very beautiful. Beautiful, obediently practice immortality." It doesn't look like he is domineering and vicious in the Baji Palace, and he often cuts off people's hands and feet.

The little demon happily ran away, jumping and jumping, and the green algae wrapped around his head also jumped happily.

Ayu squatted down slightly, the hem of his robe was down, took my hand, wrapped the conch in my hand, and blinked, "Xiaobai, you can talk to it, the conch will remember everything, and this With the magic power of that little demon condensed on it, it will not disappear even for a thousand years."

The warm amber snail shell is warm to the touch, delicate and small. He said that the conch will remember all the words.

I grinned, blinked in front of him, let out a sneaky breath at the little conch, whispered a whisper, and then wrapped the little conch into my clothes.

He conjured up a piece of sugar cake out of nowhere, squeezed half of it and put it near my mouth, "Come on, ah..." The raised phoenix eyes and eyebrows are full of the figure of a thin boy, The two little croissants in crooked buns were also combed by him.

I opened my mouth, took down the sugar cake, chewed it whole, and said to him, "You can eat too..."

Ayu frowned and muttered, "I don't like sweets, you know."

I took another little bag of cherries from him, pinched one out and put it in my mouth to chew, then squeezed another one into my mouth which was still full of sugar cakes, I immediately made a bitter face.

Sour and sweet, I finally filtered out the small fruit core and spit it out together with him, with candied cake crumbs hanging around his mouth, and his mouth was also bright red, and we laughed "haha" again.

Ayu took my hand again, "Let's ride the dragon fish."

"it is good."

He made a trick, turned his clothes around, and led me out of the City of Longevity.

Riding on the dragon fish, the soft and deep blue sea water rumbled through the body. In the vast western sea, the long beard of the dragon fish was flowing, and Ayu’s red dress shuttled among the corals. He hugged my small body and smiled with satisfaction. Yes, he said, "When you are older, I will take you out to sea, and watch the sun rise and set, and the clouds rise and disappear."

Because the hope was too small, it may have been forgotten for Ayu, but it was a deep promise for me, so I asked Donghan to take me out to sea.

My heart is full of memories that are about to overflow, so I want to make fun of it. If I can fill my heart with other miscellaneous things, then the nostalgia can disappear for a while, and finally there is no trace to be found.

I glanced to the left and saw tall bookshelves. The empty hall was only surrounded by bookshelves. It had been a long time and no one had come, so I began to pay attention to the books that were full of books in the Chan Chan Hall. Classics.

In the collection of scriptures and histories piled high in the Chan Chan Hall, there is no such thing as the Longyang Secret Opera that Bai Wuchang once said, or the unofficial history of the mortal world, but in the end I found something very interesting. It seems to be a kind of spell for mortals. It can change the face, change the face, change the appearance, and modify the face. It is called "Jade Face Sutra". It seems that there is still a history.

At that moment, I made up my mind, since Ayu let me stay here for 200 years, I also made up my mind to learn such a skill without tiring my mind, and with my unique skills, I didn't bother my body.Moreover, since I don't know the magic of immortality and can't transform, I can only learn the methods of mortals to deceive Ayu.

Yirong has a piece of ointment film, a piece of insect gu, a piece of noodle cutting, and a piece of golden needle acupuncture.

Little Grass Master, I looked at the pictures of each disguise in the "Jade Face Sutra", and I was terrified for a long time. I shivered and pushed a row of bookshelves. Full of fear, he just sighed there, a mortal is really a good material to become a god in the daytime, he moved a knife and used a worm on a living human face, such a hard-hearted person, facing life and death calmly and fearlessly, he really is a god embryo.

It is extremely troublesome to blow the female mold and make a mask together with the plaster film. If it encounters water, it will have to be cleaned for a long time.Insect Gu is too gloomy, it’s not a pleasant thing to have fluffy worms coming in through the nostrils and eating the cheekbone, and I have nowhere to look for worms, let alone raise them, so I licked my saliva and turned these pages .The first step of cutting the face is to cut the face, and use the knife directly, it is too painful, I think about cutting my face in the mirror in the middle of the night, and I feel anxious, that’s all, let’s turn it over again.

In the end, there was only the acupuncture point of the golden needle, which seemed to be much more useful than the previous ones, so I happily found Xiaoxian'e who brought me meals, and asked her to secretly give me a set of silver needles and acupuncture points. Large polished water mirror.

The attendants in the Baji Palace were very efficient, but they arrived within half a day, and Xiao Xian'e still looked at me cheerfully, "Master Xiaobai finally found some fun." I smiled "hehe" at her, With equipment, my great hopes are half achieved.Afterwards, in the bitterness of the rotten wood grandma's not blooming, I tied my face so much that I couldn't get tired of it.

Take the silver needle Cun'er, and pierce the respective acupoints in front of the brain according to the law.Piercing at Yangbai point changes the forehead to be wide and thick, piercing at Yintang point changes the bridge of the nose, piercing at Zanzhu point changes the size of the eyes, piercing at Chengqi point makes pupils brighter, piercing at Yingxiang point changes ears and attracts the wind.At the end of the day, I took a closer look at two acupuncture points that seemed to be particularly important.

Du Meridian Fengfu, Gallbladder Meridian Fengchi, the inner canthus of the dumb door, you must be extremely careful, if you make a mistake, you will be paralyzed half of your body, or you will die instantly, so I took cinnabar and drew three big red circles very carefully, and then He also thought that he was a born fairy after all, so there should be no mistakes like these, so he painted the three big red circles into three messes.

With a heartbeat, I took three long silver needles, felt a dimple on the edge of the hairline on the side of the small head, and slowly pushed the first silver needle to the hard muscle at the back of the neck, the occipital bone, and pushed it When I reached my Fengchi acupoint, I felt some pain at first, but after a while, I became complacent again.

By the way, I praised myself, what a clever orchid grass boy.Then he did the same thing, looking at the mirror, he stabbed the other two sticks into Fengfu and Yamen acupoints.

The three silver needles and the three acupoints rewarded me. I was paralyzed for 30 years, lost all five senses, my limbs were stiff, I couldn't speak, and I couldn't hear.Like a puppet, one sitting is one-twelfth of the forbidden time.

Xiaoxian'e was so frightened that I would just sit there and die. If she fed me to death, it would be a big crime, so she dared not report it to Ayu for 29 years. For a period of time, by coincidence, I was completely forgotten, and I didn't even set foot in the Song Chan Temple.

In the end, when Ayu finally remembered that there was someone like Ye Xibai who secretly came to see me, he discovered such a stupid thing.

I was stretched out and was hugged by Ayu and soaked in the warm spring for seven days and seven nights without knowing anything.When the throat and ears finally came alive, it was Ayu who looked at me coldly, and dropped the three silver needles in my head, "Unbelievable, but you can be so cruel to yourself, I despise you. It's just Xiaobai, this way of gaining sympathy is not how it came about, and it's not how you pretend to be pitiful."

The small amber conch is still lightly tied around my neck, soft and delicate, and within the mana condensed by the goblin, there is only my voice.

"I want to be with you forever, I like you." But you can't hear.

I went back to the Chan Chan Hall again, and Xiao Xian'e was not punished, but every time she came to deliver meals to me, she ran away like a rabbit.

So Master Ye Xiaobai and I began to poke our faces with all our lives, practicing what I thought was an advanced skill.While suffering from pain, his nose twisted and his mouth twisted, while his heart was faintly filled with excitement, he laughed secretly and distortedly while looking at himself with crooked eyebrows and eyes in the mirror.Even in a small booklet, he carefully wrote down with cinnabar notes what he still thinks is quite crazy behavior in the future.

It is about the No.90 eight scratches I carved on the wood beside the bed, that is, when I was imprisoned in the Chan Chan Temple No.90 for eight years, this book often made me unable to speak or smell. The Jade Mian Jing was finally thoroughly eaten by me, and I achieved a little success.

And I also realized that the skill of mortals with real swords and guns is really not something that can be achieved by fairy illusions. Immortal illusions will be seen through anyway. Really.From this point of view, if a mortal rises to immortality in the daytime, isn't it a setback?

Later, I remembered that mortals' promotion to immortals was not regressing, but that I forgot the real pain in the face-changing process. A mortal's kung fu of a spell, mortals' minds have been thinking about it for decades, and countless pioneers died on it. "Jade Face Sutra" It is equivalent to stacking several white bones.

I began to try to change into the faces of the gods around me, and every time I changed into the same look, my small body in the water mirror unconsciously began to assimilate into the original aura of that skin.The voice of the stinging dumb door, the spiritual platform above the head imitates gods, such as Wen Jie's coldness and rigidity, Wu Nan's sharpness and sharpness, Dong Han's gentle look back, even the little fairy who comes to deliver meals every day, I can also imitate a lifelike .

What dares not change the most is Ayu's capricious and troublesome appearance.

The one that is most resembling and complete is the person in the painting in the deserted courtyard, Kassapa.Inexplicably, it was as if I had possessed his soul, and even my chest and abdomen became compassionate.

There are many different characters in the "Jade Mian Jing", and I read through a lot of scriptures before I recognized them all. I also suddenly remembered the deserted courtyard back then, the door was crumbling, and the gray plaque was written in dragon script.

Kasyapa dry boat.

At the beginning of the 180th year in the Song Chan Temple, I changed my face and became the little fairy who came to deliver meals to me.

Although the Song Chan Hall is beautifully called foot-holding, there are no people guarding it. In the past, I was the cocoon, but now it is different, so I calmly walked out of the Song Chan Hall where the dead can be claustrophobic.

On this day, during the rainy season, duckweeds begin to grow, doves crow and feathers flick, and Dai Sheng descends to mulberry.

Therefore, the outside world should be cloudy and rainy, and the sun cannot penetrate the deep west seabed. Except for the night pearl shining in the Octopus Palace, the surroundings are dark and difficult to distinguish.

I am very forgetful, but sometimes I remember very clearly, and soon I found the place where Dong Han took me to swim secretly last time. With a face of a little fairy, I walked awkwardly, gracefully, and aboveboard.

The soldiers guarding the gate naturally stopped Master Ye Xiaobai as a little fairy.

"Jade Mian Jing" is not only easy to look, but also easy to sound and even easier to heart.

So I took out a handkerchief from the skirt, which I asked Xiaoxian'e to wipe my mouth at that time.Then he showed a timid and shy smile, and said in a tired voice, "Master Soldier General, the servant girl is only going out of the palace for some private business."

The soldier smiled inexplicably, but withdrew the sword that blocked me.

After leaving the palace, I pulled out the long needle stuck in the dumb door, coughed twice, the voice finally came back, then pulled out the silver needle between the eyebrows, and patted my face, um, the face was finally changed back.

It is inevitable that you will be a little nervous when using it on a real person for the first time.

I went to the City of Longevity again, but I was the only one, so I dragged a small fisherman and asked, "Hero, where should the remnants of the mermaids go?"

The little fisherman looked at me with a look of "you are very winky", "All the way to the south."

I said "Oh", "The hero is really insightful." Then I said goodbye and walked in the direction of his finger.

About the time it took me to eat three plates of pastries, two glasses of fruit wine and a big bowl of sweet soup, I found the place that the little fisherman said.

The city-states of the West Sea are surrounded by the Baji Palace, and the various ethnic groups are scattered in the sea, so what I found was only the stronghold in the Longevity City led by the Yuren Remnant Clan, with the Xinghuang flag flying on it, and there are also characters I don’t know on it. , twisted and twisted.There is an exquisite plaque at the entrance of the museum, which reads "Bixiong Museum."

As soon as I leaned over, I ran into a group of people coming out of it, talking and laughing, and the fragrance was blowing.

The leader with a fluttering pink shirt, soft and elegant eyebrows, at first glance looks like a fairy descended from the world, at this moment, he is hugging a beautiful woman with the same pink body as him, who is soft and delicate, and laughs at Yan Yan.From a close look, it turned out that he was really an old acquaintance.

So, I immediately stood up, stopped in front of him, and opened my mouth and said, "It took me a lot of effort to sneak out. I heard that you returned to the mermaid tribe, so I was on fire, and I came here at the first sight." Look at you."

My heart is full of joy and joy, the winter is cold, long time no see.

In just over 100 years, when I sneaked out of the palace with me, I lowered my eyebrows and turned my head to wash away the gentle winter cold, but after I was imprisoned in the Song Chan Palace and then sneaked out, I became two completely different people.

He hooked the pointed chin of the beauty beside him, smiled at her, then turned his head to me and said, "Who are you?"

Poor me at that time, just thought he was joking, so I tugged at the hem of his clothes, and before I could make a sound, I was brushed away by him. This "light flick" with magic power and no emotion, Make me top-heavy and light-headed.

He snorted softly, "Presumptuous!"

After a long while, I got up from under the wall, patted my butt as if nothing had happened, and smiled at him, "Aren't you delusional? I'm Xiaobai."

Dong Han held his hands in his sleeves and hadn't seen him for over a hundred years. He had already faded away from his youthfulness, his eyebrows and eyes had opened, and he became more and more beautiful.It's a pity that he didn't seem to want to show me, he was condescending, and spit at me gracefully, "What kind of bastard dares to come and grab the clothes of the palace, I will save your life today, and you will not be so lucky in the future .”

On the other hand, I have only grown a tiny bit taller over the years, and I only have a skinny body, which makes my figure even more insignificant.

I was more and more surprised, still ran over and grabbed his back, he turned around, and even his entourage looked at me in surprise.In the eyes of the crowd, I said sadly, "Don't you remember me? Have you lost your memory? I'm Xiaobai. You used to draw two marks on my face. The knife is blunt!"

Dong Han looked at me, but he was not as gentle and tender as before, but rather murderous. My heart was slightly agitated. Could it be that this guy really broke his brain somewhere?

So he called again tentatively, "Ge Shurang?"

With a sharp look in his eyes, he lifted me up, and Xiuzhi's finger that used to peel water chestnuts for me stuck tightly on my throat, "I want to die!"

Fortunately, I didn't eat or drink much last night, otherwise I would be squeezed out by him now.

I can imagine how my own little face should be distorted and pale at the moment, but I still tried my best to grab his fingers, tried to drink water and said in a choked voice, "Donghan, don't...don't... Don't remember me." As he spoke, his eyes were a little hot, but he couldn't hold back half a star of tears.

This time even I was moved by myself, but Donghan was still indifferent.

The shackles around my neck are getting tighter, and my eyes are getting dark. Am I going to die here today?