[Sword Three] [Huayang] Continues

It was snowing heavily in Huashan, and it was the first day after the snow. Looking from the peak of Guanri Peak, you can see the sunshine, clear sky and thousands of miles of stratus clouds like the sea.Under the thick snow, the red plum blossoms are in full bloom, like dots of rouge on the white cotton, sandwiched between the green pines and cypresses of the honeysuckle, all the way from the top of the mountain to the valley.

"It's still a little bit, a little bit..." There is a small road leader standing in a remote corner of the bamboo forest, making seals with his hands, holding a piece of talisman paper, and pointing to a remnant stele to cheer himself up. With a small round face, his sixteen or seventeen-year-old appearance was really cute in the early morning glow.

Beside him was a young Taoist priest of similar age. The blue and white adult Taoist robe of Chunyang Palace was slightly loose on his body, and wearing a high crown made him appear smaller. He didn't say a word beside his senior brother.

The Xiaodao leader who held the talisman recited the mantra back and forth several times, and with a low shout, the talisman paper was blown in the wind and burned completely.He stared at the ashes of the talisman falling, and immediately slumped his shoulders: "It's over, it's over, it's failed again. I failed to seal a little wandering soul, and master will scold me again tomorrow." Sighing, he turned his head and said humanely to his side, "Thank you, brother, why don't you give it a try?"

The little Taoist priest hesitated when he heard his senior call him, rolled up his sleeves and looked at the ashes of the talisman and felt a little bit retreating.

There is no one in the bamboo forest here, and the impermanent little ghosts who escaped to the world of mortals at the ruined stele are probably a bit powerful, and it is more difficult for those who are still in the Taoist practice. It seems that someone has deliberately attracted and sealed it. It is ten to ten that the brother thinks. It is caused by showing one's skills and crossing the soul.

"Good junior brother, help senior brother!" The little Taoist clasped his hands together and begged him, his eyes were pious like wishing for a New Year's Eve.

"Yes, Senior Brother Xu." The junior brother nodded, took the yellow talisman from his hand, twisted the seal like a model, repeated what he just read word for word, and casually took the talisman paper Paste it on the remnant monument.

"Hey, hey, you're just like that..." Little Taoist priest Xu yelled immediately, unable to stop him, watching the talisman stick to it, but it still didn't fall off when he let go, he couldn't help being dumbfounded, "Isn't it? This is all right?"

When he was staring at the talisman paper, Junior Brother Xie had turned around and cupped his fists at him respectfully: "Brother, I've pasted it up. Can we go now?"

Little Taoist priest Xu heard this, his round face wrinkled into a wrinkled bun, and he muttered: "You are not smart, you can run away from that kind of thing if you can, why don't you pretend that you don't know and let other senior brothers go, why do you have to come?" calls me?"

"Senior brother Xu Wenran, you have escaped too many rotations, and the master has called your name." Junior brother Xie gave him a fixed look, and what he said was as meticulous as the hair in the crown.

He is younger than him, but he has the spirit of a fairy, and his temperament is outstanding. His clear eyes looked straight at the little brother's back, and he turned around and left: "Okay, I will go."

The two left the bamboo forest one after the other, descended the stone steps and trotted all the way, and finally slipped to the side of the Tai Chi Hall before being punished to stand.After a year, the Taoist came to patrol with his whisk, and the two of them took the broom and cleared a path leading to the Sanqing Hall.

After the beginning of winter, it snowed a few times in a row, and the mountain spring was frozen, and the number of pilgrims was reduced by half. Once the patrolling disciples left, there were only two lonely figures left on the mountain road. Under the howling cold wind, there was a sense of loneliness .

Xu Wenran saw that there was no one in front of him, so he immediately straightened up and wanted to be lazy, but unexpectedly, there were two more figures at the end of the mountain road where there was no one.He frowned and sighed, picked up the broom again and stood aside, looking up from time to time.

The visitor walked slowly through the snow at the foot of the mountain. When he entered the Sanqing Hall, his boots were already covered with ice slag. When he stopped to clean up, Xu Wenran realized that the two were a man and a woman. The man was a teenager, and the woman Young and soft-boned, both of them were dressed in black, they seemed to be disciples of Ten Thousand Flowers.

The Taoist nun who was guiding her went up to meet her, and after asking the reason, she pointed the person up the road. She happened to see Xu Wenran looking around, and called him immediately: "The two are disciples of Wanhua Xingyi, and they are going to visit the Venerable at Lianhua Peak. Xu Wenran, How about you and your junior brother lead the way?"

Uncle Feng has been suffering from dampness in recent years, and his legs and feet are inconvenient. He often stays in Sanqing Hall and does not want to go more.He put down his broom and stepped forward, clapping his hands excitedly: "Xiaodao Xu Wenran is a disciple of Lingxu sect, and he will immediately lead the way for you two."

Sister Hua next to Uncle Feng has bright eyes and a pretty face. Seeing his round face, she smiled comfortably and said, "My surname is He, and the two little fairies are very polite." She said looking at Junior Brother Xie who was nearby. .

"Sister He is polite." Xu Wenran licked his teeth, and secretly pulled the corner of his junior brother's clothes, "This is my junior brother."

Junior brother Xie stood with him just like winter and summer, but he didn't say a word when he clasped his fists according to the rules. He looked past Sister Hua's side and looked at the person behind her.

The young man Wan Hua seemed to feel his gaze, and took a step forward except for his hood, and let down his black hair over his shoulders, and clasped his fists at the two of them: "My surname is Gu Mingyan, please give me your advice." The young man had slender eyebrows and phoenix eyes, Yahemei, her voice was as clear as a spring, she raised her eyes and hurriedly glanced at a few people, and finally looked at Junior Brother Xie and curled her lips.

Although the decent smile is shallow, it is like the warm sun, and the coldness of the severe winter has faded.When the little Taoist touched his gaze, he suddenly realized that the indifference that had been added to the ice and snow had gone a lot in an instant, and he lowered his eyelashes in a daze and said, "My surname is Xie, and my name is Cheng'an."

"He is practicing under the Lingxu sect just like me." Xu Wenran looked at Wanhua and only looked at his junior brother, his gaze was as burning as an old friend reunited, he felt a little nervous, and he volunteered to introduce him and stopped in front of the person and said, " I heard that you Wanhua love the sea of ​​flowers the most, I am sixteen this year, and Junior Brother Xie is one year younger than me, so don't mess with him."

Gu Yan and Xie Chengan were stunned when they heard the words, while Uncle Feng frowned and winked at him and said, "They are guests, nephew and nephew should not be rude."

"This is not a sea of ​​flowers, so don't worry about it." Seeing this, Sister Hua hurriedly smoothed things over, glanced at Xie Cheng'an who was still bowing his head, and smiled again, "It turns out that Taoist Master Xie is the same age as the villain."

Young Master Wanhua coughed, and Uncle Feng urged Xu Wenran, "You're a kid with a lot of big things to do, and the road to Lianhua Peak is difficult, so you should take someone there."

Xu Wenran was dragged back to the topic, fearing that something might change and he would have to leave Sweeping Snow behind, so he hurriedly responded.

Huashan is huge, and the mountain road cannot be completely cleared in a short time. The Taoists of Chunyang are familiar with this place, even if the road is covered with ice and snow, they still walk on the front in a short while.The two Wanhua guests walked slowly, and Gu Yan even passed by the side of the hall and saw the hanging wall carvings, and stopped to find out what happened.

Seeing that he rarely looked at the painting, Sister Hua didn't want to stop him, so she discussed with the two young Taoist priests that she would go first, and later meet the disciples at the guest's room in the back row.

A group of people parted ways here, Xu Wenran was thinking about the bamboo forest and wanted to go to Lianhuafeng, so he asked his junior to be careful, so he left Xie Chengan to accompany Gu Yan.

Xie Cheng'an didn't have anything to do at all, he didn't notice his senior brother's warning, and the smile that flashed into his heart just now was still warm, so he didn't want to guard against the stranger Wan Hua who was his age.He followed the ink-like figure who had removed the cloak and walked slowly around several halls with paintings. He walked for a long time without knowing it, and only after hearing the sound of his disciples practicing swords did he realize that he had returned to the vicinity of the Tai Chi Hall.

When the mist cleared, most of the disciples who had morning classes hadn't finished their studies. The brother who taught swordsmanship led a dozen snowball-like little Chunyangs to set up a sword array in the open space, accompanied by the melodious formulas The crisp sound of birds foraging for food after the snow has passed across the blue sky.

Wan Hua finished reading a circle of wall carvings, and when she turned her head, she saw the silent Taoist priest looking at the sword formation in Tai Chi Square and walking non-stop. He was dressed in a Taoist robe that made his body cold, and his brows were not frosty yet snowy.

Gu Yan said when he rubbed shoulders: "Where is Daoist Xie going?"

Xie Cheng'an suddenly stopped, saw him watching with a smile, and hurriedly bowed: "Sorry, I lost my mind for a while..."

"It's not a problem, I just feel that Xiaodao has a kind face and seems to be an old acquaintance, but this is the first time I have come to Huashan, so I am afraid that I have a daydream." Gu Yan smiled elegantly, mocking himself and went to Tai Chi Square again, it was just over shoulder The black hair is spread to the neck like silk and satin.

Xie Chengan was at a loss for a moment, but thinking that he was not old enough to go down the mountain and had never left Chunyang Palace, the good impression he got at the first sight became even more confused in his heart, so he could only say: "Tao produces all things, Tao is the 'cause', All things are 'fruits', Tao follows nature and has its own cause and effect."

"This kind of cause and effect is very good." Gu Yan smiled even more when he saw that he was speaking rationally, and then looked at the clear sky behind him, and said, "There are many conflicts in the Jianghu camp, and the chaos in the military towns has continued in recent years. You and I have met so safely. It's not easy."

"What is Jianghu like?" Xie Cheng'an asked, with a smile of thousands of flowers reflected in his indifferent eyes, "Is it such a place where all kindness and hatred are swayed like a sword?"

"I don't know much about it either. I used to travel with Master and Master." Gu Yan replied with a smile, "Master said that the rivers and lakes are just a dream in the world of mortals, but you come and go."

"It's a dream..." Xie Cheng'an sighed slightly, the world he knew was just the state of Lu Li in the same door.

Seeing that the expectation on his face was fleeting, Gu Yan hurriedly said: "Since Tao produces all things, even dreams have cause and effect. Regardless of whether it is good or bad, being able to fulfill your wishes is definitely better than regretting this life."

"It's best if it comes true." Xie Chengan nodded, and found that he had chatted with a strange Wanhua inadvertently, lowered his eyelashes and said: "I'm talking nonsense, please don't blame me."

"Gu Yan, my name is Gu Yan." Wan Hua reported his name again and corrected him earnestly. Seeing his restrained appearance, he couldn't help but wonder, "You have a lot of pilgrims in Chunyang Palace, and there are many wishers. Why are you talking about wishing? This Mount Hua, doesn’t even have a place to save wishes?”

His original intention was to comfort him not to be overwhelmed, but Xie Chengan didn't understand his beating around the bush, so he went in immediately, and said seriously, "Yes, do you want me to take you there?"

Gu Yan narrowed his phoenix eyes slowly, and nodded to him: "Okay."

The place Chunyang refers to is just behind the Suoyue Palace. Passing through the main hall and the long bronze jar, you can see a snow-covered empty field with green pines and cypresses. The ice beads falling like flowers quickly buried the footprints of the two people printed on the thick snow.

Xie Cheng'an stopped at a place, turned around and said: "This is the lock fence of Chunyang Palace, anyone who wants to come here to make a wish."

Gu Yan brushed away the falling snow, and what he saw was a lock rail cast on the edge of a cold and windy cliff. Jade stones were pillars and iron cables were chains. Locks of all sizes flashed in the sun, red The silk is unbearable to be eroded by the wind and has faded over time, but Daozi standing by the side is so white and dusty that it takes away all people's sight.

Yi Ren was as clean as ice and seemed familiar, Gu Yan was puzzled again, his eyes moved slightly to look at the lock bar, brushed the row of locks that were almost overflowing, and suddenly found a pair of bright and gorgeous golden locks. The black iron lock came.

It seems that there are only three kinds of things that can be obtained from the Sanqing Temple: red copper, emerald jade and purple gold. Pilgrims are either seeking longevity or wishing concentricity, so they like those gorgeous and strong materials.The pair of locks he was pointing to had iron as the core and hung concentrically. They were dilapidated due to wind and frost erosion. The original thin gold plated on the top was only a star and a half of the lock buckle, and only half of the rusted lock surface was faintly visible. The word "wind" and a "word".

Ever since Gu Yan grasped the lock, he felt a different feeling in his heart. A few cranes approaching from the side happened to hear the sound of their necks singing in the wild. He didn't feel the force, and the rusty iron lock broke from the chain and fell into the A deep hole was punched in the thick snow.

The white crane flapped its wings against the wind, and Xie Chengan realized that Wan Hua had already half-kneeled in the snow to pick up the pair of locks. She was cut when her long fingers brushed the golden locks that were sharp from the cold, and two or three drops of blood flowed along. With shallow wounds dripping on the snow, like red plum petals.

"Gu...Gu Yan." Xie Chengan was startled, called out his name and stumbled slightly.

Gu Yan looked up and saw a white handkerchief handed over, and behind the blue sleeve edge was Daozi's concerned face.

"Thank you." Gu Yan happily went to pick it up, but unexpectedly touched Xie Cheng'an's slightly cold fingertips, both of them were taken aback.

The fingers covered by Wanhua are warm, like something to warm your hands in winter. Xie Chengan rarely touches people, let alone a stranger. Gu Yan grasped it almost instinctively.

Xie Cheng'an's fingers are fair, the back of his hand is cool, and there are thin calluses on the joints of holding the sword all the year round. Gu Yan was shocked by his abrupt behavior, but the hand he held was as natural as if he had held it thousands of times. A sense of familiarity arises from the heart, with curiosity and joy, as if full of affection and need to be explained.

Clearing the mirror, the clouds are like a sea of ​​smoke, and the two hold hands and look at each other. For a moment, the world is vast and there is nothing else.

Xie Cheng'an was held for a long time, and the white handkerchief was still held in the palm of his hand and he did not give it away. When he came back to his senses, he saw his shadow in Wan Hua's slightly turbulent eyes, and his heart palpitated suddenly. Thinking of Senior Brother Xu's advice, he said anxiously: "Gu Yan, you, you let me go."

Wan Hua let go of his grip because of his exclamation. Seeing him take a few steps back, she felt sad and stood up resentfully. She still held the pair of locks with her injured fingers. Tie it back with the handkerchief that Xie Chengan hastily stuffed to him, and said: "The pilgrims have a sincere heart, and you can't let it down. Daoist Xie, don't you think so?"

Xie Cheng'an nodded but stopped looking at him, and hurriedly said: "It's getting late, if there is nothing else, I will leave first."

Gu Yan looked at Tian and found it funny, and asked from behind him, "Is the Taoist priest unwell?"

Xie Cheng'an walked a few steps and then turned back, made a salute to him, and said indifferently: "Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun."

"Xie Cheng'an!" Seeing that he was about to leave with the sleeves in his white clothes, Gu Yan finally couldn't help calling his name. Seeing the thin figure of his own age stop, he hurriedly stepped forward to hold him back, his head became hot, and he opened his mouth and said, " Since you have a predestined relationship with me, how about making a predestined relationship with me?" As soon as he said the words, he felt awkward, and he couldn't figure out why he had such a request for a while, but he still held his hand that he wanted to withdraw and refused to let go, "To form a predestined relationship with me, Let me take you to see what Jianghu looks like, okay?"

"You..." Hearing such an absurd question, Xie Chengan pulled his hands and couldn't break free. When he turned to look at his smiling face, he didn't know what it was like in his heart.

Seeing that he was silent and did not answer, Gu Yan's inexplicable joy that was lost and recovered was slightly slowed down. He simply looked into his slightly dazed eyes and said sincerely: "If I make this wish, can you teach me to do it?"

Cultivating the mind is like water, quiet without waves, reflecting outside without lines, Xie Cheng'an heard his clear voice again, only felt that his mind was agitated and no longer calm, as if he could see through the heat of his palms, his figure, his body. With a smile, I saw the far-reaching scene of joining hands in the rivers and lakes.

"Okay." He opened his lips and didn't know who to answer for, but he felt at ease for a moment, as if the one who had realized his wish was himself.

Gu Yanfan couldn't believe it, stared at his clear eyes to confirm, and then asked with a suppressed heart: "Really?"

Xie Cheng'an and him looked at each other calmly for a moment, until Wan Hua hesitated, then raised the corners of his lips and smiled faintly, and said slowly: "I say, yes."

On this day, the sky is blue, the people are young, and the time is just right.

【THAN】

The author has something to say :FT:

"Continuation" is finally over, thank you friends for persevering in the serialization!

May be a bit cruel?But for me, the most abusive thing is the process of writing it down. As a close to 100%he writer, I am not good at abusive texts at all, and under the premise of being spoiled by myself, I will never eat candy, and my screen is full of bitterness and bitterness. .But hey, finally hey, the world is a circle, the end of the article is the introduction, the introduction itself is too much foreshadowing to explode, the following involves spoilers, if you haven't read it, don't read it.

Jiang Yan is probably the hardest person in the whole show. At the end of the game, one of the gods exploded thirteen consecutive lines to end the n-line, which made me think that this person is a lunatic. Believe me, he asked me to write like this.And this person is always calm, which makes me wonder if this is a person. Unfortunately, his expression is second-guess, he likes to tell the truth as a lie, and he won't frown even if he kills himself.There are so many girls like this kind of person, do you also want to have no feet?

From the very beginning, Mu Chenfeng’s character setting was a tragedy + doll. Before he met Jiang Yan, he was a real doll. His nickname was a sword instead of a person with a sword. He was not himself anyway, so he would think for himself. It's easy to get off the rails at first.But it is this kind of him who can maintain pure goodwill, but unfortunately he can't love himself or others. I was relieved when I met Jiang Yan cheating in life, but he didn't believe Jiang Yan's full of truth (believe only There are ghosts).

Xiao Song's murder was not an accident. I still remember that he said "I am neutral" countless times, and as a key NPC at the turning point of his position, he enjoyed the invincible treatment of being the last to play.

Cang song be, Yang Yiran can be said to be another Jiang Yan, he is also forced to do evil, I like Qin Daddy very much, I really like it.It's a pity that Father Cang is not Daoist Mu, so he won't persevere with expectations, so it's logical to be.It's worth mentioning that Jiang Yan didn't clean up Yang Yiran's Wangjiang Cliff to find out the reality once, and he was sure that he was about to die, otherwise, if the whole crew could play together alive Jiang Yan with full firepower is a question mark.

He, the curator group, probably really couldn't bear to be a real mother, and another reason is that Ye Rong is so clever, the first version of the outline is all wiped out... By the timeline of the final chapter, except for the reclusive curer, there is only He Curly a living person.

The Beggar Gang is really just a cannon fodder NPC, but he is actually quite sharp. He can see that Jiang Yan is not "bad", but he can't see that Jiang Yan is only good to Mu Chenfeng. Who told you that you are not the protagonist.

Zhe Yi is the biggest lunatic, but he is also a poor person. I like him very much.

Jiang Yuhan is the worst in the audience, Jiang Yuhan is the worst in the audience, Jiang Yuhan is the worst in the audience.

Originally, the stories of the supporting characters should be fuller, and the timeline of the protagonists will start from the reunion, but... the space is limited, 30 is really the limit, and I don’t like to pour water, so I can only make certain adjustments within my own ability. Sorry, sorry too.

This is a faction background article, not a faction article. A faction is just a stage. Once you enter a faction, no one will be clean. I don’t intend to sing praises for one side. I have experienced all kinds of right and wrong in the game, and the writing is closer to the real interests. Relationship fantasy camp, shrugging shoulders... The kindest person may do evil, but the worst person is not necessarily evil, true and false, false and true, old Wang Laoxie understands everything.

The Milky Way is also a river, and the world is a circle.The lock is fake but the wish is real. It is a flag that grows old forever. When it is realized, the soul is also realized.The target of Han Yufang's pursuit is the close relatives she was looking for. The one that Ye Rong spurned finally happened to her own camp. Those who Xiao Fan missed did not want to come back again. Jiang Yan's bond was sincere from the beginning. After a long time, you will not be able to reincarnate. If you understand this sentence, you will not suffer too much in the end ==

True warriors, careful children’s shoes, if you swipe twice, swipe, swipe, or even n swipe, you will see another article or even another n articles that are completely different. The screen is full of flags.The writing process is extremely tiring. I don’t like to talk nonsense, and I like to search for information carefully and then climb the wall after suddenly disappearing... The story of two-way secret love is so full of doubts. I just don’t believe that the other party loves me. I have been so anxious since chapter 1 White but there is no way, fell.More easter eggs are waiting for you to dig.Brain-burning does not exist, let’s read it as a love story, this is from the author’s self-defeating.

This article is an extension of the small dark line of Kunlun in the book of Shuiyue. In Shuiyue, Kunlun’s drug production is related to corpses and Zheyi. It was still before the war, and Zheyi had not yet turned into a skeleton. At the end of the article, Su Yue said the poisoning method I've seen this line anywhere.Therefore, the setting of the continuous story is in the same world framework. It started to be constructed in 16. It was passed due to the trend of being too destructive at the beginning, and it was completely perfected at the end of the year. It has been half a year since the pit was opened in January. Let me tell you a flower.

It is set that this is a standard be at first, so as a writer who is silly, white and sweet, he didn't want to write it at all, until Jiansan's online alchemist opened the door to a new world for me, and finally let me see the possibility of he.But the protagonist group Huayang is really impossible, so he is the most difficult. Any node that gives up a little bit will be be.The writing process is abusive, but this is really very natural, he, cutting the number is not illegal, right?

Tragedy destroys the valuable things in life for others to see. What I want to express may be the opposite. But all truly beautiful things exist in the heart and will never be destroyed. People are always fragile and strong. If you want to , if you go for your lover, even if you burn everything, you will not be able to erase the most tender, beautiful and pure attachment in the world.

Thriller Paradise says that people should know how to respect those who deserve respect, and respect the choices of those people; even if you think you have a higher opinion than them, even if what they do seems to you futile Suicide, and don't impose your will or actions on them... because, many times, those people are not ignorant of the consequences, they are just unwilling to make some kind of compromise, and they are ready to bear the consequences consciousness.

Huayang has a hundred ways to be but only one way he, the key is still in the hands of the Taoist leader, the only thing left after destroying everything is hope.Dao Chang and Hua Ge are people worthy of my admiration, at least I can't tell the truth myself.

There are many big worldviews in the article, such as celebrating the holidays happily, because the more obscure and painful the wartime or after the war, the more happy the New Year is. This is the courage that people who yearn for beauty inherit. A determination not to succumb to brutality, a defiance of aggression, and the ballroom dancing that took to the streets when London was bombed in World War II.There are also camp disputes that are not as important as family, country, and the world, and so on.

There should be no extras in this article. Sunny day and spring dawn are already included in the extras. If you are not lazy, you will decide to make a car that will replace the lights. We agreed last year. During the process of updating the article, we will give a certain number of short comments (not flooding) And the girl who gave a long comment at the end of the update will directly drop the bonus.You may not see this sentence, it's all right, the years are going well.

I’m actually very bad at writing abuse, and I don’t want to write this level of abuse anymore. I’ve been under the knife since Chapter 1_(:зゝ∠)_I was wrong, and I’ll never dare again, we Continue to be warm or warm and fragrant nephrite, please allow me to salt the fish for a while.

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