[Bao Lian Lantern Heart] Lu Yao Returns to Dream

Ask Yang Jian to sit down too.

Seeing that he was unwilling to answer, Yang Jian had to sit down and fill up two glasses of wine.

"I said Yang Jian, don't, don't, don't..." As soon as he opened his mouth, he saw that Yang Jian was about to raise a glass and pass the wine to him, and his face immediately changed. Come over, "Don't tell me, you don't want to! Look at your thread, did you sweep the table? Quickly check, if it is stained with oil or water, wipe it off quickly."

Wire?

Yang Jian didn't understand. He lowered his eyes and glanced at the sleeve, but there was no stain.A person who is two thousand years old will never make such a childish mistake.

"Did you see it?" Yuexia patted his thigh and sighed, "I knew it, I knew there was another person with bad eyesight."

Rarely did Yang Jian fail to understand, "Look at seniors to clarify."

"You don't understand even if you say it." Yuexia tilted her head up and did it, picking up some side dishes and chewing them crunchily.

Yang Jian didn't ask any further questions, and just picked up a few things in a polite manner.

"If you don't want to eat, you don't have to force it for me to watch. I won't watch!" Yuexia refilled a glass for herself, "You are hurting more than the little princess, so drink less for your own good. I brought you here just to Let you appreciate the moonlight here, that's all, don't worry too much."

Yang Jian raised his eyes and glanced at the full moon that was still in place, his eyes gradually became clearer, "The moonlight here, senior, is indeed unbearable to admire."

"Have you discovered my secret so quickly?" Yuexia asked inarticulately, dragging her duck's legs.

Old man under the moon

The frosty moon is reflected in the wind-wrinkled pool water, breaking into pieces of gold.

"Thanks to the reminder from the seniors. The heavens are at the extreme north, and there is a world called Fengdu. Fengdu is a famous ghost town in the Three Realms, but ordinary people can't find its entrance. Legend has it that there is a ghost town at the entrance. In Miyun, there is a city in the clouds, where time freezes and the night lasts forever. It is called Song City. In Song City, there is an ancient god who enjoys incense and incense all over the world.

"Huh?" Yuexia didn't reply, a wave of true energy popped out from his fingertips and waved away Yang Jian's other sleeve, "My God, what are you doing, there are actually two threads?"

With a bang bang, the old silver cup knocked down, Yang Jian propped his elbows on the table and bowed his head to pant, "Senior, don't provoke with divine power, Yang Jian...can't stand it."

"Hey..." Yue Xia had an expression of "you don't touch Cier", "Don't make me look like a hidden master, and complain about me after hurting yourself like this, is it unreasonable? "

Yang Jian was dizzy from his loud yelling, so he just pretended to be deaf and dumb, and adjusted his breath silently.

The cold moon hangs high, sad but not hurt, resentful but not angry, clear and clear, shining on the world.

Yuexia was full, and satisfactorily took away the leftovers, stepped on the high stool to repair the sunset pattern on the top of the pavilion in the center of the lake, squinted at Yang Jian, who was leaning on the wooden chair and closed his eyes, and said, "I You are nosy and talk straight, don't you don't like to listen. If you want me to say, you shouldn't always lead her to think that you don't like people. "

The top of the pavilion in the middle of the lake is painted with colorful clouds under the setting sun, fire clouds, purple clouds, fish maw clouds...they are just a few.

Yang Jian closed his eyes and folded his arms in front of his chest, as if he was enjoying the endless gentle evening breeze, and as if he was letting his heartache spread to numbness, "She is with me, but she is tortured. I have tortured her Great youth, why don't you let her go? As for my heart, she doesn't need to know."

"Could it be that your heart is made of stone, won't you feel uncomfortable?"

"It won't be uncomfortable, even if it is uncomfortable, I won't know."

"Tsk tsk tsk, you are just being angry, and you don't want to forgive what she said hundreds of years ago that you tortured her. I can understand, just like me and..." Yue Xia paused, "Bah, it's nothing."

"Like senior and Po Meng?"

The roof of the pavilion in the center of the lake was too high, and suddenly lost its center of gravity under the moonlight, and the whole ladder slanted towards the water.Yang Jian's eyes were still open, he stretched out his hand to support the long ladder, and put it straight with a little effort.Yuexia was frightened into a cold sweat, and climbed down the ladder with weak legs and feet, his short and fat fingers still trembling spontaneously.

"How do you know everything, have you seen her?"

Yang Jian recalled that young face as white as falling snow, and then looked at the five-short old man in front of him, suddenly felt that his throat was not very comfortable, and couldn't help coughing a few times, "I've seen it."

"Do you want to reincarnate or are you tired of living? See her? Did you drink her soup?"

Yang Jian didn't bother to think about the difference between "want to reincarnate" and "tired of living", so he directly answered the second question: "I didn't drink."

"Nonsense! According to her rules, it's okay not to drink soup, but you have to fill the Kun Bowl with blood to return to Yangjian, and the Kun Bowl can hold more than 20 billion catties of Wangchuan! What kind of concept is this, even Fuxi and Nuwa have no idea So much blood! Good boy, don't lie to me, how did you come back?"

It turned out that the earthenware bowl was called Kun Bo...

A memory that I don't want to recall in the back of my mind popped up again, and it turned into the appearance of the Qiankun Bowl that firmly locked Huashan.

"I filled the Kun Bowl with blood."

Yuexia probably believed it, and walked over to touch Yang Jian's face, "Isn't he dead yet?" Yang Jian avoided it displeased, but Yuexia didn't take it to heart, and sighed, "Understood, I understand , you must have love roots, and love roots can turn into blood. A love root with such great power must grow for at least 2000 years, tsk tsk tsk, what a pity..."

"What a pity?" Yang Jian's face changed slightly.

"Isn't it a pity that the root of love in 2000 is so gone?" Yuexia narrowed her eyes and looked at Yang Jian, stroking her bald chin with her fat hands, as if studying carefully, "Tsk tsk tsk... With a pretty face, it's quite affectionate if you don't see it."

Yang Jian subconsciously pressed his heart, and suddenly felt that there was a fierce struggle there.

Qishan after the war, the cave in rainy weather, the first wife who reunited, the root of love she saw...is gone?

He thought he didn't care about those imaginary things.

With the sound of water splashing, Yang Jian stood up abruptly and looked back, a flash of pink color flashed past, leaving only a circle of fading ripples.

"Inch heart, inch heart!"

He called her name in vain, even though he knew he couldn't call her back.

"It turns out that I don't even have this thought." Yang Jian's expression has returned to normal, "It seems that I still want too much."

She won't come back, and the root of love she left behind won't come back either.

For the rest of my life, why did I come here?

"Oh right, Yang Jian, Yang Jian!"

Piaofei's thoughts were abruptly pulled back by Yuexia.

"When you go back, don't tell the Queen Mother that I can see Qingsi!"

"Love thread?" Yang Jian came back to his senses, "Is it the 'thread' mentioned by the seniors? Could it be the legendary red thread?"

"What is the red thread? Who told you it's red? The scientific name is Qingsi, Qingsi Qingsi, also known as 'Qingsi'. Of course it's black! Cough cough, I heard that although you have changed the rules of heaven that are related to the relationship between men and women What if the Queen Mother knows that I can really see love, and asks me to go to the Heavenly Court to give you regular physical examinations?"

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The entire Song City is quiet, like the Saha Valley in the far west of the West Sea, and there are no other residents.Yuexia strolled to the coral garden with her hands behind her back, followed the desolate singing up the stairs, and walked towards the woman in the pink skirt sitting on the ground.

"Little princess, are you done with the sad soup?" Seeing that Ao Cunxin was about to stand up and salute, he raised his hand to stop her.

Heartbroken Soup is a medicated meal made by Yuexia himself. The soup is made by mashing knife-wounded wood and rush grass, which is called Heartbroken Soup for short.

"It's over, thank you senior, I feel that my cold syndrome has eased a lot."

"The recipe belongs to Po Meng."

"Then thank you senior for using this prescription for me." Ao Cunxin said with a smile, but her eyes were slightly stained with lingering sadness.

After hearing this, Yuexia just smiled and couldn't bear to brush off her gratitude.

Silly boy, life-saving methods in this world are extremely expensive. The person who is willing to beg for this prescription with blood for you will either love you secretly or blatantly. How could it be my old man?

"Yang Jian is in a hurry to leave every day, why are you in no hurry?"

"He has his good sister and nephew, and he still has the Three Realms in his heart, so he can't stay here. I'm alone, it's the same everywhere, and the senior hasn't chased me away yet, right?" She said, Feeling a sore nose and hot eyes, he hurriedly changed the topic: "Speaking of which, senior, this place is not the bottom of the sea, why is there such a magnificent coral garden?"

With a wave of his sleeves under the moon, a piece of gentle coral shakes its branches and pulls out green leaves, turning into colorful and fragrant roses.

"Don't be fooled by it. What you see with your own eyes may not be true. You will never know what is inside them."

Ao Cunxin heard that there was something in his words, and thought that this weird god was allied with Yang Jian, and it was probably for Yang Jian's excuse, so he didn't want to take it.

"I let Yang Jian go." Yuexia said.

"What should come will come, what should go will go, and there are times when there is a cause and an end, and I can't force it to come."

The world is changing, the sea is changing, but loneliness is always with us.

Yuexia thought that Ao Cunxin would definitely ask questions, and he would be able to draw out what he wanted to say, but she didn't expect her to be so indifferent, and felt a little embarrassed that she couldn't take the lines, so she had to explain by herself: "Yang Jian said, many people in the Buddhist world The great monk was secretly imprisoned by Wutian, and even Di Ting couldn't find their location, only Fengdu was worth looking for, so he went to Fengdu alone."

"Oh." Ao Cunxin replied sullenly, and lowered his head to fiddle with the slender grass at hand.

He is the god of justice in the sky, with three thousand worlds in his heart, but she is just an extremely small one among all living beings, and even a "complaint" seems inappropriate.When he was happy, he smiled at her, and she was happy for a long time; when he was unhappy, he ignored her, and she became anxious.When a person falls in love with someone, he loses first, and his heart is no longer his own. He is so worried about hearing more about him, just like a poor beggar.