Castle Peak with rain

Regarding Luoyang, the eastern capital, few people don't know about Xu Liushi.

Xu Liushi is the most famous singer in Luoyang.

The singing voice is moving, and the person is naturally a beauty. When you arrive in Luoyang, if you miss Xu Liushi's performance, it can basically be regarded as a waste of time.

It's just that these days, apart from the well-known Xu Liushi, there is another beauty on the stage in Luoyang City.

Unlike Xu Liushi's lingering lingering sound for three days, this beauty does not sing, but dances.

Bright make-up and beautiful clothes, raised eyebrows and turned sleeves, turned over with raised hands, slender waist and soft, yearning for ecstasy.

Someone in the audience asked Fang's name, only to find out that the beauty's surname is Shan, and her name is Xuexue.

He appeared in Luoyang a few days ago and started to make a living performing dances. It didn't take long before he attracted layers of spectators to stop and watch, applauding and rewarding.

Zhang Junran also passed by by chance, and was attracted by the unusual excitement.

The excitement was not the same as that caused by Xu Liushi in normal times, and it faintly revealed a fresh sense of excitement among the spectators, which aroused Zhang Junran's curiosity a little.

But he just pulled the reins, sat on the horseback, and glanced at the stage.

Seeing that the dance on the stage had come to an end, and the dancer stopped to salute the audience, Zhang Junran planned to ride away.

The crowd in the audience booed for a while, when Zhang Junran looked again, it turned out to be a rich man who jumped onto the stage and reached out to lift the dancer's chin.

The dancer dodged for a moment, and was about to step off the stage with a flick of her sleeves, but the rich man stepped on her skirt.

The dancer tried her best to pull back the skirt, but the end of the skirt did not move at the man's feet, and the dancer's face was flushed with embarrassment.

Her eyes turned to the audience, revealing the meaning of asking for help.

The onlookers just kept laughing, as if this was an excellent aftertaste, and no one spoke out to stop her, let alone stand up.

The rich man on the stage kicked up his skirt with his toe, grabbed it in his hand, and began to pull it.

Laughing presumptuously and lewdly.

Seeing that the skirt was about to be torn off from his body, Zhang Junran finally couldn't help but jumped up from the horseback, and with his toes he borrowed some force on the heads of the spectators in the crowd. "Suddenly" knocked the rich man down on the stage.

"Let go." Zhang Junran said in a deep voice.

Seeing Zhang Junran in military attire, the man felt unlucky, so he had to loosen the dancer's skirt.

Zhang Junran let him stand up, and said, "Get lost."

The man resentfully got off the stage and got into the crowd who were still booing.

The rescued dancer Yingying bowed down, and softly said to Zhang Junran: "Little girl Shan Xuexue, thank you Lord Jun for your help."

Zhang Jun said loudly: "Scattering wildly in Luoyang, don't you think Tiance Mansion is not in your eyes? Zhang wants to learn and learn." As he spoke, his eyes swept around the audience, and some good people shouted loudly Said, "Master Jun is mighty!" Several people among the spectators followed suit and shouted a few times.

Zhang Junran said "Take care" to the dancer, jumped over the crowd and got back on the horse, and rode away.

An hour later.

Zhang Junran's "Yu Bentu" swept past the gate of Luoyang like the wind, leaving the majestic tower behind his horse.

Under the tower, two young Jianghu disciples entered the city.

With peach blossom eyes under the peach blossom branches, Changge's disciple turned his head in surprise, and stared at the city gate in a daze.

"Iji? What's wrong with you?"

Zhu Yiji took a breath, and turned to look at Qixiu's disciple beside him.

He quickly replied, "It's fine."

Yao Haixu frowned.

Zhu Yiji lowered his head to avoid the other party's scrutinizing and suspicious eyes, and said in a low voice: "I seem to see Brother Zhang..."

"Maybe it's just an illusion." Yao Haixu said.

Although it is not impossible, who can guarantee that it is not an illusion.

On the stage in the street, a business woman is singing something tactfully, the singing is wafting with the wind, like a dream, with inexplicable injuries.

"the time passes so fast."

Huang Zi murmured.

Year after year, week after week.

until the end.

The end is inevitable.

No matter how far away it is, it is inevitable.

After hundreds or thousands of years, who will remember who existed.

Not remembering may be a kind of happiness.

It is unfortunate to remember but not be able to touch it.

So why leave a name in history?

How much truth can future generations get?

How greedy and senseless.

Some endings are unexpected.

The world is impermanent and fragile.

Vulnerable.

Dying is easy and hard.

It's both complex and simple.

For the individual, that is the end.

It is inevitable to live in nothingness, so what is behind.

Huang Zihong woke up from another nightmare.

Waking up from a nightmare repeatedly.

As if there is no end.

The dead have reached the end.

And the living, and only the living, are full of sorrow, fear and despair.

Huang Zi may have come to him several times.

In Huang Zi's or his own words, I have visited him several times.

But every time he came, Huang Zihong would have nightmares.

Although Huang Zihong didn't stop having nightmares when he wasn't here.

So maybe it's no wonder Huang Zi or.

Huang Zi didn't really have any malicious intentions.

Huang Zihong understood.

But so what.

Nothing will change.

Nothing can be changed.

That has long since become the end of reality.

Every time Huang Zior went to Wanhua, Gu Yueyao's mood would obviously get worse.

Except for Huang Zihe, he didn't talk much with others.

At that time, it will become more and more aphasia.

But that's a side that Huang Zi probably won't see.

Perhaps all Huang Zi will see is Gu Yueyao's perpetual nonchalant smile.

If nothing happened.

It is like this, some things always need timing, ripe timing.

But when exactly is that ripe time, no one knows.

The time seems never to be ripe, never ripe.

This is a problem.

Chunyang Palace, Sanqing Palace.

Enter the first major hall after Chunyang Mountain Gate.

A young man wearing the uniform of a disciple of the Changge sect and a young man wearing a uniform of a disciple of the Qixiu sect with a scarf on his face came together.

In front of the statue of the god in the temple, a woman is kneeling and worshiping.

Yao Haixu stood outside the hall and looked in.

After the woman paid her respects, she stood up and turned around, Pingting walked out of the hall, and met Yao Haixu just like that.

The woman smiled sweetly, bowed slightly and nodded.

There is a pure and lovely round face in Yao Haixu's eyes, and the eyes that look up at people from the bottom up are clever and clever, reminding Yao Haixu of a harmless and cute little animal like a white rabbit.

For some reason, Yao Haixu's heart seemed to be hit hard by something.

Almost without thinking, Yao Haixu blurted out: "What's your name?"

Shan Xuexue.

She said her name was Shan Xuexue.

Yao Haixu has never seen such a lovely woman.

It's like a dream that has always been there, and now it is awakened, but instead of dissipating, it has become a reality.

A dream that is right in front of you.

So sweet, a reality sweeter than a dream.

"Miss Shan, are you also visiting Chunyang?"

Shan Xuexue nodded.

At this time, Zhu Yiji also asked: "Did you come here alone?"

Shan Xuexue said: "Well, Xuexue has always been alone. She came from Luoyang and has no fixed place to live. For the time being, she will perform songs and dances for everyone with sister Xu Liushi from Luoyang. Sister Xu sings very well, but Xuexue can't sing. , but Xuexue can dance, if you have a chance, welcome to Luoyang to watch our performance."

Shan Xuexue smiled and blinked twice.

Yao Haixu hurriedly said: "I must go!"

Zhu Yiji looked at Yao Haixu, and said to Shan Xuexue: "Miss Shan, it's better to meet by chance than to invite each other. If you don't dislike it, why not swim with us? It's the first time for the two of us to come to Chunyang Palace."

Shan Xuexue said sweetly: "Okay."

Yao Haixu couldn't help but said again: "Your voice is so nice, if you sing, it must be nice too."

Shan Xuexue covered her mouth and said: "My lord, don't make fun of me. When it comes to dancing, it's fine. If you want to talk and sing, Xuexue dare not compare with sister Xu."

After finishing speaking, he tilted his head to look at Yao Haixu, with an innocent look, and asked curiously: "My lord, what's wrong with your face?"

"Face? Ah—"

It was only then that Yao Haixu remembered that he was still wearing a veil on his face, he hesitated and didn't know how to explain: "This..."

But Zhu Yiji said: "There are few people in the pure sun, take off the veil, Haixu."

Yao Haixu raised his hand to take off the veil, and heard Zhu Yiji say to Shan Xuexue again: "Miss Shan, he owes a lot of love debts to girls. Those girls don't think about food and drink because of him. They were chasing to collect debts, so they had to cover their faces before they dared to go out."

"Yiji!" Yao Haixu complained, but he didn't care to get angry, he just hurriedly explained to Shan Xuexue, "Miss Shan, don't listen to his nonsense, I've always kept myself clean, never flirted with flowers, nothing wrong love debt."

Shan Xuexue's eyes widened when she heard Zhu Yiji's words, showing a look of surprise, but now she looked at Yao Haixu who had taken off her veil, her eyes became brighter, and she smiled innocently: "It turns out that the son was born with a It’s so good-looking, it’s no wonder that many girls don’t think about eating and drinking.”

Yao Haixu said urgently: "Miss Shan, you are making absurd praise, there is absolutely no such thing."

Zhu Yiji snickered at the side, feeling a little superfluous for a moment, but thinking of Zhang Junran again, her smile dimmed unknowingly.

Huashan Chunyang Palace was built on the southern peak of Huashan Mountain. As far as the eye can see, there are mountains everywhere.

The temple is built on the mountain, and the purple air comes from the east.

On the wall of the Sanqing Hall, there is still a poem inscribed by Li Bai, the master of Zhuyiji, when he worshiped the mountain, saying: "My monarch has six leaves following the sage, and he is like a mysterious wind; the arch of the Sanqing is hanging down, and he is extremely purple."

Zhu Yiji entered the palace and found the place where the poem was inscribed.

He sighed to Yao Haixu and Shan Xuexue again, thinking that when he returns to Changge in the future, he should talk about it with his master and ancestor.

The stone steps behind the Sanqing Hall are high and long, and the three of them climbed up the steps.

There are no such stone steps in Changgemen, nor in Qixiufang.

However, the Yiying Building in Qixiufang, if you don’t use Qinggong, you would have to go up the sloping and narrow passage on the side of the building. Later, one year, "Hanxiu" Su Yuluan sent craftsmen to install two machines by Wanhuagu craftsmen next to the building. The lifting mechanism customized by the holy monk and his party is designed with the upper part like a lantern and the chassis like a lotus flower. The color is the usual pink of Qixiufang. It is extremely convenient. I am afraid that no one will go through the passage.

Yao Haixu thought of this, and talked to Shan Xuexue while walking, which made Shan Xuexue amazed, Yao Haixu said: "When you go to Xiufang later, I will take you to see it."

Shan Xuexue nodded in agreement, her skin was smooth and she smiled sweetly.

Yao Haixu really wanted to see Shan Xuexue's dance.

He imagined the dancing beauty of the woman in front of him, if it were to be taken away, it would be his heart, and to him, it was what he wished for, and it was exactly what he wanted.