If you ask where is the most beautiful place in Dongsheng Shenzhou, Ling Chu said that there is no place that dares to be the number one.

This is a beautiful place in the world with beautiful mountains and waters, just like a fairyland garden located in the world, walking in it is like heaven and earth.

Everyone in the world has a saying: "Lingshan, Lingshui, Chu people's land, a long song to frighten the dragon."

In the land of Lingchu, where there are [-] flowing waters and [-] famous mountains, the most famous one is silk and bamboo wind music. The sounds of people in the world are the sounds of earth and nature, and among the sounds of humans, Lingchu is the most famous.

People living in Lingchu, whether they are young children or old women, women or strong men, can sing and dance well, and they can play the flute and play the qin.

There are folk songs in the fields, and folk songs in the cottages in the mountains.

There are endless love songs in the outskirts of the city, and the reeds and reeds are flowing in the flowing water.

Slowly descending from the cloud boat, Fu Tingfang stood on the shoulder of the proud landlord and looked at the surrounding scenery. He was lucky to have been to Lingchu, but the time was too short to experience the local customs.

If you listen carefully, you can hear the sound of playing music faintly in the air; carefully observe the pedestrians walking on the street, carrying lutes, zithers, or hanging jade flutes and bamboo flutes. .

Before going back to the Qin family's residence, Qin Boran sent all the disciples of Jiuxizong back to the inn. This time, the disciples of Jiuxizong were dispatched for the recruiting conference held once every ten years.

In addition to the disciples of the Nine Breath Sect, there were also disciples of other sects living in this inn where only cultivators come and go. Fu Tingfang noticed that no matter where Qin Boran went, he was always the focus of attention.

Qin Boran is already used to this kind of gaze. Ever since he discovered his talent, he has been looked up to and explored by others. No one can understand the meaning behind those gazes better than him. It is precisely because there are too many such and such His eyes fell on him, which made Qin Boran develop the ability to read people early on.

"Uncle Qin." The middle-aged man who was in charge of managing these disciples came out. He had the face of a middle-aged man who only had the cultivation of a foundation. Even if he was not younger than Qin Boran, he could only be called Qin Boran respectfully. However, with a word of Master Uncle, the cultivation of Jindan may be just the beginning of Qin Boran's glory, but it may be a height that he can't reach in his life.

"It's a pity." Qin Boran will not look down on his classmates because of his high seniority and high cultivation level. No matter who he faces, he will treat each other with courtesy: "I still have important things to go home , and come back on the day of recruitment.”

"Uncle Qin, don't worry, I will take care of the disciples who come here."

"Don't make trouble."

"The disciple understands."

Fu Tingfang stood on the proud landlord's shoulders, watched Qin Boran explain the matter in an orderly manner, and then bid farewell to the disciples of the Nine Breath Sect, and took the proud landlord to another road, where a car parked by four A gorgeous carriage pulled by a white cloud horse with wings.

The cloud horses are twice the size of ordinary horses, and they are stronger. Each cloud horse has its own silver helmet with white feathers inserted on the helmet. The carriage they pull has a silver canopy and a gorgeous body. , a car curtain made of silk, with transparent crystal orbs hanging down.

When the driver saw Qin Boran, he quickly saluted: "Young master."

Qin Boran nodded lightly, stepped into the carriage first, and raised the curtain of the carriage: "Little sister, get in the carriage."

There was a trace of hesitation on the proud landlord's face, and his footsteps wanted to move forward but not forward. Seeing the proud landlord like this, Qin Boran showed a gentle smile: "Don't be afraid, I will accompany you."

The proud landlord shook his head: "A suit of dust and unwashed clothes is not the way of a visitor. I don't want to be a person who doesn't know how to behave."

Even though he had already experienced the power of the proud landlord when he was in Chongguling, Qin Boran was still a little dazed at this moment, and he said after a while: "The Qin family's Yunma treasure car has everything in it, so don't worry, little girl. .”

With Qin Boran's promise, the proud homeowner resolutely stepped into the carriage.

Qin Boran lifted the curtain of the carriage, and there was a hole inside. The body of the Yunma treasure car was already ten times different from the ordinary carriage from the outside, but the gap was even bigger inside, and there were several small rooms for people to rest. .

"This is a house that has been prepared for you in advance. It has everything you need to do."

"Okay, thank you very much." The proud landlord handed the white falcon that Fu Tingfang turned into to Qin Boran: "Please, Mr. Qin, this white falcon is a vegetarian."

Fu Tingfang knew that the owner of the building had been obsessed with cleanliness for a long time when he saw the landlord hurriedly pushing the door open. To be honest, if anyone in the building didn't take a bath for three days, he would be thrown directly into the sink by the landlord.

Qin Boran looked at the white falcon that was sizing him up, and smiled inwardly, the falcon is a fierce carnivore, and he didn't know where Xie Fangchen found such a strange white falcon, turned to another place, Qin Boran Prepared a plate of spiritual fruit for Fu Tingfang's white falcon.

Looking at the spirit fruit overflowing with spiritual energy on the table, Fu Tingfang silently recited Amitabha Buddha in his heart. The Qin family is worthy of being a wealthy businessman in everyone's mouth, and he can take out this priceless top-grade spirit fruit casually.

Fu Tingfang absolutely did not dare to say anything, he did not move half a step, and forced his eyes to start reciting Buddhist scriptures silently, as if the spiritual fruit in front of him did not exist.

Qin Boran looked at the unmoved Bai Falcon, feeling a little surprised in his heart, gently stroking the white falcon's feathers, Qin Boran said in a low voice: "Little sister is not an ordinary person, and you are not an ordinary bird either. .”

Fu Tingfang read the scriptures and slowly fell into a samadhi. She didn't hear what Qin Boran was saying at all. She just felt that Qin Boran's touch was much gentler than that of the proud landlord. The proud landlord always treats it as a sandbag and throws it around without mercy. .

In Qin Boran's eyes, Fu Tingfang's white falcon squinted slightly as if he was taking a nap. Looking at this white falcon, he had a rare moment of respite and peace in his heart. No one knew that he had found his long-lost sister. How excited he was, let alone how disturbed he was.

Qin Boran had already sent a letter back home, stating that he would bring his younger sister back. For the child who had been missing for more than ten years, Qin Boran has never given up searching. Qin Boran knows that returning home must be a grand occasion for all the family members to gather together. Don't scare Xie Fangchen.

Thinking of the younger sister who didn't like to play cards according to the rules, Qin Boran turned his head again. Although Xie Fangchen agreed to return to Lingchu with him, he didn't agree to recognize Qin Shi back. He would never let his younger sister live outside. She should think about what to do to make Xie Fangchen stay.

When the proprietor proudly changed his clothes and came out, the speeding Yunma also stopped, the body swayed slightly, and the voice of the driver came from outside: "My lord, the Qin residence has arrived."

"Let's get out of the car." Qin Boran also walked first, lifting the curtain for the proud host.

Getting off the carriage, the luxurious gate looked like a fairy palace outside the clouds. Fu Tingfang's eyes widened when he saw this building, which was completely different from the magnificent and magnificent Yulong Palace in Yutianfu.

Every plant and tree here, as well as the brick walls of the courtyard, are all expounding the aura and elegance of Lingchu.

It is said to be a gate, but there is no door leaf. When you look in, you can see the winding stairs covered with green moss. There is only a huge gate with a row of wind chimes hanging on it.

The four pillars of the doorway have already been wrapped with climbing plants and covered with gray tile eaves covered with green grass. The wind chimes are all made of shells, and a silver bell falls down. Crisp sound.

On both sides of the moss-covered stone steps, there are stone pillars with tree roots. The top of each pillar is a small shrine, and under the pillars are the stone statues of guardian beasts that guard the shrine.

The Qin family of Lingchu is located on the stone steps of this shrine, amidst a sea of ​​clouds.

The proud host and his group entered the gate, and the mist brought light rain, Qin Boran stopped and told: "Little sister, be careful that the stone steps are slippery."

"Mr. Qin, don't worry." The proud landlord took out a vermilion oil-paper umbrella at some point and propped it up: "I just took a bath, I don't want to become a drowned rat."

Qin Boran laughed: "It's just light rain, this is the Qin family's way of hospitality."

"Ha, Lingchu is actually a place with a lot of rain, why isn't it a place with a lot of flowers?" The proud landlord was slightly dissatisfied: "I have never been predestined to sweep by guests, and the Pengmen is now open for you. ①If I come to entertain guests, I must Don’t let guests come in the rain.”

As soon as Deyi Louzhu finished speaking, there was a burst of flower fragrance. As soon as Fu Tingfang looked up, he saw countless gorgeous petals swirling down from the mountain like dancing butterflies, covering the stone steps under Qin Boran and Deyi Louzhu.

"Lingchu is affectionate, how can there be no etiquette to treat guests with flowers?" Qin Boran raised his hand to catch a pink petal and handed it to the proud landlord: "Let's go, they are all waiting for us."

The proud landlord put away his oil-paper umbrella in distress, and sighed: "I always have a bad feeling."

"This is your home, don't be afraid."

"It's more timid to be close to the nostalgia.②"

As soon as they climbed to the top of the mountain, the rain of flowers swept across wildly. It didn't look like a welcome, but rather a warm celebration. A thirteen or fourteen-year-old girl ran out, smiling all over her face, and ran towards Qin Boran: "Seven Brother, you are back!"

The girl was wearing a goose yellow dress with gladiolus patterns embroidered on it, and a string of silver bells hung around her waist, which jingled as she ran.

Two braids hang down in front of the face, with a few sporadic flowers inserted in the hair, and two silver thread butterflies decorated with orbs.

Fu Tingfang glanced at the girl from the Qin family who was running like a cheerful little bird, and then looked at the proud host who was about to doze off beside her. By contrast, she finally understood the meaning of cardamom years, even if the proud host was wearing the clothes of a fifteen or sixteen-year-old girl. Even her appearance can't change the essence of her being a million-year-old turtle in her heart!

"Shulan, run slower." Qin Boran smiled when he saw Qin Shulan who was the first to run forward: "Be careful not to fall."

"Don't worry, Seventh Brother, I've caused my body to fall into my body now, and there will never be such a scandal as falling on the ground again." Throwing into Qin Boran's arms, Qin Shulan's laughter, which is as small as a bird, is more crisp and sticky than a silver bell. After a while, I saw the proud landlord standing behind Qin Boran, slightly unhappy, and asked sourly, "Seventh brother, who is this person?"

"Shulan, don't be so rude."

Everyone looked up and saw that the person who came was tall and tall, his temples were cut like knives, his brows were not angry and majestic, he had a goatee beard, which made him look more immortal, he was dressed in a red and black robe, and he was wrapped in a silver horned dragon. Steady at every step, he was heading towards Qin Boran and his party.

Seeing the person coming, Qin Boran immediately bowed his head and saluted: "Father."

"Go!" Qin Boran's father pointed at Xie Fangchen, and the horned dragon shikigami entwined around his body struck him instantly!

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①Tang Du Fu's "The Guest Arrives"

② Tang·Song Zhiwen (one talk about Li Pin) "Crossing the Han River"

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