The cub with the fairy ran away

The hustle and bustle of people from Jiuzhou came, and Jiang Suilan seemed like a lifetime away.

This illusion is too realistic, like a real world.

But the longer he stayed, the more he felt that the illusion was an illusion, after all, he was separated from him by a layer. Along the way, everything he saw was obscure, and there were many figures and voices, but none of it had anything to do with Jiang Suilan.He is an outsider here.

Until we reached Yanqi Mountain.

In the northern plains of Jianzhou, the snow fell tirelessly day after day. When we reached the place close to Yanqi Mountain and at the foot of Yanqi Mountain, we could see a pale sun in the sky, making the snow and the mountains glow.

This mountain seems to be waiting for Jiang Suilan to come.

Jiang Suilan lingered at the foot of the mountain for a long time, and finally went in.

Yanqi Mountain is clear, not as blurry as the world he saw when he walked.When he first went up the mountain, Jiang Suilan was still a little nervous.There is a huge mountain guard formation on the mountain, and disciples are arranged to patrol and guard at certain distances. He is just a stranger at this time, and he does not know how he will be treated if he breaks into this place.

But after walking for a while, Jiang Suilan gradually realized that in Yanqi Mountain, he became the vague one, he became a gust of wind, a cloud, a falling leaf, an illusion that was too faint to be noticed.

No one can see him.

No one can feel him either.

After Jiang Suilan realized this, he breathed a sigh of relief, followed by a sense of loss and fear.He was in a trance, and had begun to wonder whether it was the world or him that was false.If he can't figure out those questions, will he be trapped in this illusion forever?

After standing in the mountains for a moment, Jiang Suilan turned around and headed for Little Silver Peak.

He saw Master in Little Silver Peak.

It has been many, many years, and I have not seen such a revered master.

Guqin was dressed in white, sitting on the green ground of Xiaoyinfeng, slightly lowering her head, stroking the qin.The sound of the piano is cold and quiet, with a gentle tone, neither fast nor slow.

Jiang Suilan just looked at him like this for a long time.

It was almost like this when the master played the piano for him in the past.Faint, cold.There are thirteen pieces that Yin Huaimeng usually plays, this one is called "Rosin", Jiang Suilan likes to listen to this piece before going to bed.

Haven't heard it for a long, long time.

Jiang Suilan was in a trance when he suddenly saw someone riding a little green kite to Little Silver Peak not far away.He looked up, and his heart sank suddenly.It's Lou Bing and Qian Yang.

The Lou Bing at this time was a little different from the Lou Bing that Jiang Suilan saw later. At this time, Lou Bing was still in high spirits, and his eyes were bright looking at Yin Huaimeng, full of love and expectation that could not be concealed.

He happily called Yin Huaimeng: "Brother!"

Yin Huaimeng remained unmoved, and slowly played the song "Rosin" at his own pace. After finishing playing, he raised his head and nodded slightly to the two of them.

"Senior brother." Qianyang saluted with his sword.

Lou Bing followed suit and called Yin Huaimeng again.

He went on to say: "Master said, we are planning to hold a meeting tonight for disciples from the Lost Realm of Yanqi Mountain, please come over and discuss."

Yin Huaimeng nodded, waved his sleeves lightly, put away the piano, and said: "Then let's go."

Jiang Suilan followed.

He couldn't tell what he was feeling at the moment.

All I know is... When Lou Bing called Shizun for the first time and Shizun didn't respond immediately, he was happy.

He always thought that he was magnanimous and free-spirited, Lou Bing came back, left by himself, fulfilled Master and him, and did a good job.

The mood at that moment made him know that he was still jealous after all.

He hoped that Master would always be like this, not to love Lou Bing.

In the illusion, the years on Yanqi Mountain pass by slowly.

Jiang Suilan became a silent ghost, wandering here.Most of the time, I would be in a daze beside Yin Huaimeng, and sometimes I would watch other disciples practice, who practiced swords, swords, and body, and like Yin Huaimeng, their practice was related to rhythm. When they come out, they are all floating like immortals.

Sometimes embarrassing things happen.

Ba Jian has a female disciple who also uses the heavy sword, and she is very heroic and heroic. Although she is not gentle, she is polite and considerate, and she is not partial to the former Jiang Suilan.Jiang Suilan admired and appreciated this senior sister.

But one day, he ran into his senior sister crying.

If the tears were shed silently, he might still take it for granted that it was human nature, but the senior sister was crying loudly, and Jiang Suilan couldn't help but feel sour from the eyes when he saw it.

It was later learned that the senior sister's lover broke up with her and made a bond with someone else to become a Taoist couple.Not lovers for one or two years, they have been together for decades.

I don't know if it has been decades, so the lover was tired and tired, so he turned to others.

Jiang Suilan had never heard of this senior sister.

Maybe it's because he doesn't know the disciples of Yanqi Mountain well; maybe it's because they are afraid of making senior sister sad if they talk about it, so the disciples have a tacit understanding not to talk about it.

Just like everyone didn't mention Lou Bing in front of Yin Huaimeng.

Not to mention it in front of him.

Jiang Suilan also met several times. A male student of Drunken Knife made a life-long promise with his junior sister in the morning, and had sex with a senior senior at night. Two days later, when I saw Gu Qin, I was shy and timid, and kept saying: The only one I love most in this life is the immortal.

Yin Huaimeng naturally only glanced at him in surprise, and left five words: "Cultivate well." Then he left without looking back.

The disciple didn't seem surprised, only showing regret.

When Jiang Suilan arrived here, he discovered that the disciples had not always been united as a monolith, nor had they completely shed the dust of mortals—a monk, a scholar, is still a human being, not a god.As long as you are a human being, you have the seven emotions and six desires, and you have love and hatred.

Even Xianxiu, some are greedy and dissatisfied, some are angry with pain, and some are disgusted with hatred.

Even Xianxiu is often full of selfish desires first.

One year, ten years, one hundred years, one hundred and ten years, 20 years...

It seems that Lou Bing's heart towards Yin Huaimeng has not changed.At first, Lou Bing only looked at Yin Huaimeng, greedy, and couldn't get enough... Gradually, after getting acquainted with everyone on Yanqi Mountain, he could always find various opportunities to get along with Yin Huaimeng, and take a look at him from Yin Huaimeng Just be happy, until you say a few words to be happy, and then... want Immortal Guqin to watch him for a long time, want Immortal Guqin to care about him, and Immortal Guqin to treat him differently from others...

Jiang Suilan heard Lou Bing and Qian Yang talking.

Hearing Lou Bing's voice, he was disappointed: "I know that Xianzun cultivates the ruthless way. I knew it from the very beginning. Who in Jiuzhou doesn't know it? At first I didn't think about it so much. I just wanted to be a senior brother's junior, which is already an excellent thing." .But now the brother treats me looser, he treats me differently from others, and I want more..."

Lou Bing whispered, "I think he loves me. Love me like I love him."

Qian Yang was silent for a while, and said: "Brother, my heart is towards the Dao, and this heart is as firm as a rock, and it has not wavered for 500 years."

Lou Bing said, "I want to shake."

Qian Yang glanced at him: "If senior brother wavers, if the truth is revealed, his life will be in danger."

Lou Bing sighed, then laughed again: "Senior brother Qin, I am such a selfish person, just saying that, I still think in my heart, even if his rock-solid Dao heart opened a small gap for me That's fine too."

Jiang Suilan thought, you won't be satisfied.

From looking at each other, getting along, treating you a little different from others, to now, wanting him to love you just a little bit.

You will not be satisfied.

Love you a little, want him to love you a little more, until he loves you completely.

At that time, if his life is in danger because of breaking the truth, you must also regret it. You don't want him to die, and you want this love to last forever.

Love is greed.Jiang Suilan thought suddenly.

When Jiang Suilan returned to Little Silver Peak, Yin Huaimeng was on the cliff, watching the wind and snow.He held a long silver sword in his hand, his wrist moved slightly, the blade of the sword was playing with the snowflakes, his expression remained motionless, the black sky and white snow outside Yanqi Mountain were printed in his dark pupils.

A gust of wind rushed in with heavy snow, Yin Huaimeng moved his feet, strode away, his clothes fluttered, the long sword was spinning in his hand, the light of the sword flowed, and he danced the sword in the wind and snow.

It was Jiang Suilan's familiar swordsmanship. His master once held his hand and taught him every move, but he didn't learn it well.

Jiang Suilan watched Yin Huaimeng finish dancing this set of swordsmanship seriously.

He thought, how beautiful it is.

I don't know what happened to the world outside Yanqi Mountain.

Before I knew it, it was time to recruit new disciples in Tizhou in the year of Yanqi Mountain. Yin Huaimeng went with Lou Bing, and heard about the snake demon on the way.

When following Master and Lou Bing, and leaving Yanqi Mountain together with them, Jiang Suilan somehow remembered that when he was behind that big rock on the Pingzhou Plateau, he heard that disciple say, "That tenderness is as strong as if full of strength." The cup of Chunluo tea is almost overflowing." However, in Jiang Suilan's view, Master's gentleness towards Lou Bing has always been kept within a certain limit, not exceeding the rules, not being too hot, and only being lighted as soon as possible.

Privately, in Little Silver Peak, when Master treats him well, it is much better than this.

Others feel that Master treats Lou Bing better than him, because in front of others, Master treats Lou Bing's tenderness without concealment; Come out, but also join together happily.

In Tizhou, Jiang Suilan watched them walk side by side, discussing together which good seedlings to select this year; which child has more potential for cultivating Taoism, and which Taoism can be subdivided into; after hearing about the snake demon, they decided to get rid of it demon.

Seeing Lou Bing falling into the snake pile with serious injuries, he shouted to Yin Huaimeng hastily and desperately in the wind: "Senior brother! I love you!"

When Lou Bing's voice died out, Jiang Suilan saw that the light in Yin Huaimeng's eyes also dimmed.

Jiang Suilan didn't know why he still stayed here.

As if masochistic.

He watched Yin Huai dreaming of pain and in a trance for three months.

Jiang Suilan didn't even think that it was only three months before Lou Bing fell when he went up the mountain.

Seeing my 17-year-old self, innocently and happily settling down in Xiaoyinfeng, I feel really strange.

The courtyard of Little Silver Peak existed at that time. Lan Xiangzi sent several disciples of Yanqi Mountain to build a prototype, and he slowly packed up more detailed things.

The flowers on the window sill, the vines on the outer wall, the thorns on the fence, and the roses bloom on the thorns.

There is also a vegetable field in the backyard.

Jiang Suilan looked at his 17-year-old self, who received seeds from the Wanwu Pavilion in Yanqi Mountain, and planted radishes, eggplants, tomatoes, potatoes, and peppers in them, and even set up a shelf to grow grapes.Later, the grapes grew very well, crystal clear purple, very sweet.

There were no cats back then.

He goes back and forth between Little Silver Peak and Xuedao Peak every day.Xuedao Peak is a place for learning. In the library before, he only heard a little anecdotes about cultivating Taoism, serious ones, but never learned it, so he had to learn it from the beginning.What is spiritual energy, what is dantian, what is inner alchemy, what is realm... Start with the most basic, and then learn to draw qi into the body.

He is the oldest among these beginners, and many of them are still just dolls.Even so, there is no obstacle for him to get along with these young classmates, because when he was in the library, he often played with children.He successfully became their big brother.But this time as a classmate was very short, and later when he was with the master, these children grew up, and they despised him like those people in Yanqi Mountain.

In addition to such basic classes, Yanqishan also arranged for these children to get in touch with swords, pianos, flutes, etc. in advance, depending on their interests.

Jiang Suilan chose the sword.When he was young and still ignorant, he felt that he had learned a set of sword techniques.

The swords and swords given to the children are all ordinary products, sealed with aura, so as not to hurt others or themselves.In fact, Jiang Suilan no longer remembers what kind of sword he got back then, but now that he saw it again, he knew why he didn't remember it, because it was just an ordinary iron sword.

But my 17-year-old self couldn't put it down like that.

Jiang Suilan suddenly remembered that when he first arrived at Yanqi Mountain, he had had that kind of heroic dream.

Cultivate hard, practice sword hard, eliminate demons and defend Taoism, become famous all over the world, and ascend to immortality.

Why did he just spend his good time at Little Silver Peak all day?

The longer he stagnated in the illusion, the calmer he became.

The strong love and hatred seemed to have happened many years ago. In Moyuan, Yin Huaimeng's pain when he died in front of him, and the feeling of wanting to wake up and see the master quickly disappeared.When he first arrived at Yanqi Mountain, he called his master many times, but even Lan Xiangzi in the illusion didn't notice him, and Yin Huaimeng naturally didn't notice his existence either.

Get used to it slowly.

After he went up the mountain by himself, he began to watch his growth with novelty.

Ordinary monks, even if their memory is better than others, cannot remember their past completely. What's more, Jiang Suilan is a beginner in Yanqi Mountain for a hundred years, and most of the things that happened can only be remembered roughly. Every day is even more blurred, and there are only a few impressive things, and the details are still vivid.

For example, in front of him, three days after he received the sword from Yanqi Mountain, he was gesticulating sword moves following the sword skills in his memory in the courtyard of Little Silver Peak.That day he was wearing Yanqi Mountain's student uniform, which was green in color, but actually pretty, it's just that many disciples wore the same clothes, and after looking at them for a long time, they became ordinary.

There was a move to turn around, and when he turned around and drew his sword, a jade pendant hanging around his waist broke somehow and fell to the grass.

After he bent down to pick it up, he saw that his master, who had hardly seen him for nearly a month except after the day of the apprenticeship ceremony, was looking at him from outside the fence where the roses were in full bloom.He was stunned for a while, a little shy, but also a little happy, and called out in a low voice: "Master."

Yin Huaimeng pushed open the small door at the fence, walked in, raised her hand without warning, pinched Jiang Suilan's chin, and bowed her head to kiss him.

Master's fingers are cold, and his lips are also cold.

Jiang Suilan was startled and panicked, he didn't move, he didn't hide, he forgot to close his eyes, they opened them wide, and he forgot to breathe.It wasn't until Yin Huaimeng let go that he gasped suddenly, his face was as red as a tomato, he stammered, and his tongue was tied: "Master, Master, you, what, this..."

Yin Huaimeng's fingers stroked his brows and eyes, without any expression, he turned around and left suddenly.

Only Jiang Suilan was left, foolishly staying where he was, holding the sword in one hand and the jade in the other, clenched so tightly that when he realized it, both hands were red and sore.

It was this sudden kiss, Jiang Suilan thought, it was this time, their first kiss, he didn't sleep well all night, his mind was full of Master's appearance, and his intermittent dreams were all about Master's hand, Master's lips, Master's breath, and even dreamed of something deeper and more embarrassing...

In the illusion, the 17-year-old Jiang Suilan put down the sword and jade, touched his hot cheeks, smirked and shouted suppressedly.

Jiang Suilan thought sadly, just one kiss from the master made him forget everything.Eliminate demons and protect Taoism, become famous all over the world, ascend to immortality, all forgotten.I just want to stay by Master's side.

What were you thinking at that time, Master?

Looking at it from another perspective, Jiang Suilan already understood why the master kissed him that day.Lou Bing is a swordsman, often practicing sword moves in front of the master, asking the master to give advice.If he was eighty percent like Lou Bing before, he would be ninety-nine percent as if he picked up the sword and moved it.

So impatient.

Jiang Suilan left the 17-year-old who started to bury his head and mumble to himself why the analyst Zun kissed him suddenly, and turned to follow Yin Huaimeng at that time.

What did you do after you kissed me?

Jiang Suilan looked at him quietly, watching Yin Huaimeng play the thirteen pieces of music over and over again on the edge of the cliff with his piano, from beginning to end, and then from beginning to end.Play until the night is dark, play until the sun rises, play until the wind and snow are heavy, and then small.Jiang Suilan stared at his sinking face, and really wanted to ask: Master, what are you thinking about?I never know what you're thinking.

Suddenly, Yin Huaimeng clenched her five fingers into a fist and slammed it hard on the piano.

The wind of the fist was filled with spiritual energy, and he smashed it out of control once, twice, three times... until the piano was smashed into a pile of tatters, then he paused for a moment, got up and waved his sleeves, and put the piano All the fragments were swept away in the wind and snow on the cliff.

Then, he went to find Lan Xiangzi.

In the bamboo forest, he said to Lan Xiangzi, "Master, I want Jiang Suilan."

Lan Xiangzi stared at him: "Have you figured it out?"

He whispered, "I don't know."

Lan Xiangzi took a step forward: "Do you know what you want?"

Yin Huaimeng remained silent.

Lan Xiangzi said: "It's breaking the way, it's sinking, it's a catastrophe."

Yin Huaimeng clenched her fists tightly, her voice hoarse: "My breaking way, my sinking, my catastrophe, isn't it my junior brother?"

Lan Xiangzi looked pitifully: "You don't understand yet."

Yin Huaimeng raised his head suddenly: "Master, I don't understand. You brought Jiang Suilan back, you asked me to accept him as a disciple, and you gave me a time limit to consider whether I want this disciple. Master, if you don't want I wanted him, I wasn't supposed to see him."

Lan Xiangzi smiled faintly, and that smile was a bit sad: "Huai Meng, this is destiny."

"If my fate is like this," Yin Huaimeng said in a low voice, "I admit it, Master."

He saluted and took his leave.

Jiang Suilan didn't leave for a while.

The atmosphere was unusual, he froze in place, his body had a premonition before his soul, he watched Lan Xiangzi turn around blankly, and saw him accurately.

"Suilan, can you hear me?"

Jiang Suilan opened his mouth, but was too shocked to speak out.

"Wu Dao Peak in Yanqi Mountain hangs on the sword cliff. There is a sword called Shouyuxiao." Suddenly there was a gust of wind, Lan Xiangzi's hair scattered slightly, and fallen leaves brushed his head, face and body. He didn't seem to see Jiang Suilan, His eyes were slightly empty, "Go and get it, it was born to belong to you."

After Lan Xiangzi spoke to him, the whole illusion seemed to shake slightly in an instant.

Jiang Suilan lost his mind and returned to Xiaoyinfeng. He saw the 17-year-old Jiang Suilan, shy and joyful because of the arrival of Yin Huaimeng. He saw the sword that he put on the table casually, as if he had seen it fall into ashes after many years.

his way.

He never thought about his way before entering the illusion.In Yanqi Mountain, he was considered to have no talent, so he simply gave up on himself, fell in love with his master, did not practice, did not realize the Tao, and just waited for his life to be exhausted, and died like that.But in fact, from the moment he was born, this road was paved in front of him.

It was the sword technique born in his consciousness, it was a gift from his father, and it was his youthful ambition to make this sword technique world famous since he could remember.

his love.

It's strange, how did he talk about love in the past, he only had Yin Huaimeng in his heart?Before meeting Yin Huaimeng, he loved books, swords, and the library where he grew up. He loved flowers and plants, wine, meat, vegetables, and the thin, sweet but not greasy cloud cake. ...

Jiang Suilan put his hand on his lower abdomen, thinking in a daze that he would still love his child.

His love... is so much, it may increase or decrease in the future, but there is never only one Yin Huai Meng.

This is the answer to his puzzled question.

The Styx made a big noise.

Ah Xuan emerged from the water and looked at the two silently.

Yin Huaimeng opened his eyes and looked at Jiang Suilan.The devilish energy in the whole world was pouring on him, and Jiang Suilan's eyes showed a slightly painful expression, Yin Huaimeng held his hand tightly, wishing to share the pain for him.

After half a quarter of an hour, the storm gradually subsided.

Yin Huaimeng could feel that Jiang Suilan's realm had been promoted.

Now it's Mingjing.

"In the illusion, what did Ming realize, Sui Lan?" Yin Huaimeng asked in a murmur.He stared at Jiang Suilan obsessively, looking forward to his Suilan waking up soon, but also afraid of Suilan waking up, but he still didn't look at him like he was in the magic abyss of illusion.

As Jiang Suilan's breath became more and more stable, Yin Huaimeng slowly let go of his hand.

He was a little scared, afraid that Sui Lan would still hate him, and if he saw him holding his hand, he would shake it off.Instead of this, it's better to let go first, so as not to be a little more disgusted.

Yin Huaimeng waited with bated breath, as if waiting for the judgment of heaven.

Jiang Suilan's eyelids moved, his eyelashes trembled, and he slowly opened his eyes.

Yin Huaimeng was stunned.

The moment Jiang Suilan opened his eyes, he saw the vicissitudes in his eyes, and the calm after the big waves.

His heart trembled slightly, and he began to panic. He came out of the illusion, found Sui Lan, and stayed here for only half an hour.Half an hour, how long has passed in the illusion, and what happened?Sui Lan enlightened, what did he realize?How could it be such a look... so calm that it frightened him.

Jiang Suilan blinked and saw Yin Huaimeng.

The first reaction was to reach out and touch him.With a light touch, Yin Huaimeng yelled out: "Suilan! You... are you okay?"

Jiang Suilan withdrew her hand and said with a smile, "I'm fine."

The cat meowed and ran over to rub against him, and Jiang Suilan stretched out his hand to scratch the back of its neck.

He came out of the illusion.

This is the real master.

The cloud cake is also there.

all good.

Only Yin Huaimeng froze in place, staring at Jiang Suilan in a daze, feeling bad.

The atmosphere wasn't rattling, which should have been good.

It should have been good for Sui Lan not to look at him, not talk to him, or pretend that he didn't exist.

But he just felt that something had changed, and this change made everything different.

Jiang Suilan played with Yunpian Cake for a while, and when it was enough, he got up and wiped off the grass clippings from his clothes and hair, and asked Yin Huaimeng, "Does the Immortal want to stay here?"

Yin Huaimeng's throat tightened: "Where are you going, I will go."

Jiang Suilan nodded and said, "Wait for a while, I'm going to Yanqi Mountain."

Yin Huaimeng was stunned for a moment before saying, "Okay."

Jiang Suilan walked towards the pavilion above the Styx River that had remained unchanged for 300 years.