It's time to retire [Transmigration Book]

The voice of refusal rang clearly in the ear, and the firmness in it made it impossible for Zhiming to deceive himself if he got it wrong.He shook off the opponent's hand, choked with disappointment and said, "You have changed..."

"You say you can't go, it's not that you don't want to go... A Niang is right. Human beings are very greedy. If they get a little, they want more. They kill each other for their own interests. It's endless and endless."

Wiping away his tears with the back of his hand, he lowered his head, his sturdy body convulsed from crying, and with heavy steps, he turned and walked to the door.The disciple outside the door opened the door after listening to the sound, half of his body was covered in blood by the setting sun, and every word he said pierced his heart: "You are no different from those people."

After that, he left without looking back.

Zhang Xi knew that if he hadn't been completely disappointed in himself, with Jiming's personality, he would never have said such hurtful words.But he also knows how dangerous it is to fight against the entire martial arts, as long as it succeeds, if it fails, it will be a disaster, as long as there is a chance to stay out of it, it is better not to get involved.

The hands behind his back gradually clenched, and he turned his head away from looking in the direction of the palace door, but although his reason controlled his behavior, his mind still couldn't control the recall of the bright red eye sockets and the choked appearance just now.

The sigh was barely audible, and dissipated in the air as soon as it was uttered.

It was getting late now, and the hibiscus spirit tree where Nei Dao lived was emitting a glimmer of light, and spirit lamps were lit everywhere, making the night as bright as day.After picking up the scrolls many times in the hall but not being able to read them, he finally stopped forcing himself to hit the attention and decided to go for a walk. Although he didn't know where he was going, it was better than wasting time in this dreary environment.

"Axi."

As soon as he went out, he heard the familiar voice of nature. Only then did Zhang Xi realize that Qiu Duanchang was sitting on the stone pillar at the door with his arms crossed, as if he had been waiting for a long time.I don't know how much the conversation with Ji Ming in the hall was overheard, he was silent for a while, and said: "Have you heard everything?"

Patting the non-existing soil on the hem of the clothes, Qiu Duanchang raised his eyebrows, and said noncommittally: "Are you going to chase someone, or come out to relax? If you are chasing someone, I know where that wild boy went."

Even if he catches up now, he still can't solve the contradiction. Zhang Xi sighed in his heart, and before he could say anything, he heard Qiu Duanchang's face full of understanding, and said with a smile: "It seems that you are not chasing people. It seems that you are fine now." I haven't seen you for a long time, is Axi willing to go for a walk with me?"

Now he was restless, and he really didn't have the mood to chat. He was about to refuse, but suddenly he saw the other person's figure flashing, and appeared beside him in a blink of an eye. He took his sleeves and walked away. He couldn't help but say, "I've been in the Central Plains for so long, and I want to talk to you." You are dead, day hope and night hope finally meet, but you still refuse me because of that wild boy, but I will rush to you non-stop as soon as I come back! Anyway, you have to go today, or you have to go if you don’t go, no Negotiable!"

Seeing that this person was playing tricks at the end, Zhang Xi couldn't refuse, so he brushed off the other person's hand uncomfortably, and said helplessly, "It's up to you, you have a place you want to go."

Seeing people compromise, Qiu Duanchang's phoenix eyes slightly curved, blinked mysteriously, and said with a smile: "I found a place by accident, you will definitely like it!"

During Zhang Xi's stay in Tianhai, he was either dealing with sect affairs, or planning to fight against the Central Plains sect. In his spare time, he often ordered tea with Guizhang. This big Tianhai has not been turned around much.Now that he had a purpose and said it so firmly, he felt much more anticipation in his heart and went happily.

After walking for a long time, the secret place that Qiu Duanchang said was not on the inner island, or even within the entire sect of the Tianhai Coast, but on a small island beside the Tianhai Coast...or more precisely, a small island A large lake in the middle.

Nature is always magical. Surrounded by the vast ocean, this small island, which is only more than ten miles wide, conceived a lake with a crystal clear bottom.Countless unnamed spiritual trees are arranged neatly and orderly from the seaside, spreading to the lake, forming a forest.

The night is reflected in the purest lake in the center. The translucent water is as clear as a gelatinous aloe vera. The fresh green aquatic plants are wrapped in starlight, just like pastures in the field, without a trace of variegation, neat and tidy reflected in the water.The spirit tree on the side is full of flowers, the flower shape is similar to that of wintersweet, colorful, and the spirit core has a faint light, just like the lanterns that people carry during the Lantern Festival, it is really cute.

The center of the lake is already some distance away from the sea, and you can only vaguely hear the sound of waves crashing on the shore and the ebb and flow of the tide.The sea breeze blew through with a little salty smell, shaking the shadows of the trees, and scattered the spirit flowers with stars. The sky and water were full of bright stars, as beautiful as a dream.

Qiu Duanchang has been here many times. He found the natural platform formed by the collapsed driftwood on the side with ease. People sit comfortably.After accepting it, he made a gesture of 'please', looked at the people around him as if inviting credit, and said with a smile: "Why, do you like this place?"

Stars and clear springs, spiritual flowers and still water, this scene of tranquility and serenity made Zhang Xi's troubled mood settle down a lot. Hearing what the other party said, he knew it was for his own peace of mind, so he smiled lightly: "Thank you."

"It's fine if you like it." Yang Pao sat down, Qiu Duanchang stepped on the wet broken wood with one hand, and looked sideways at the person who was also sitting down.He didn't know when a few spiritual flowers were stained on his dark red hair and shoulder clothes, like stars falling into dust, adorning his body, against that beautiful face, it was like a spirit flower turned into a spirit, a fairy descended to earth .

Zhang Xi was attracted by the scenery, and didn't know what to say, so he didn't open his mouth.

Qiu Duanchang was not in a hurry, he only pretended to be looking at the flowers, secretly looking at the other side's face from time to time.Sitting quietly like this for a long time, he saw that although the other party said nothing was wrong, there was still worry hidden between his brows. After thinking about it, his thin lips parted slightly, and he began to hum a song softly.

This ballad is not in an ordinary language, Zhang Xi can't understand the content, but the song is melodious and long, with the very rhythmic enunciation, and the tidal evening wind, it stirs the ripples in his heart little by little.

Qiu Duanchang's voice is clear and sweet, each syllable is as gentle as water, as if he is reciting an ancient story.He didn't look at the people beside him, but closed his phoenix eyes lightly, and sang with all his heart, everything in the world was silent in this moving song, the clear spring under the tree was as quiet as a wall, and the water plants moved rhythmically with each syllable swing.

Every word is the voice of the heart; every sound is for the people around you, taking the joy of singing, the melody is melodious, expressing your feelings.

After a song, everything is quiet, and the spiritual light falls on Qiu Duanchang's eyebrows, as if he wants to bring people into the painting made by heaven and earth.But the person in this painting seems to be afraid of disturbing Yan Jia who is listening to the music, put away his arrogance outside, slow down his tone, and said softly: "This is the ditty my mother hummed to me and my elder brother when we were young. Every time we listen to it, we will forget our troubles, but are you still sad now?"

I don't know if it's the little tune that really has the power to calm people's hearts, or because of the intention of the person who hums it, Zhang Xi didn't respond, but stretched out his hand and picked off a green spiritual leaf with his spirit.Holding half of the leaf between his lips, he tried two notes, then used the leaf as a flute, and played the minor key he had just heard again.

Ye Di was melodious, the same tune, when he blew it, it was a little less gentle and lingering, and a little more clear and easy.

A piece of music immediately showed a change in mood, knowing that his comfort had worked, the heartbroken dark red eyes lost the evil and determination in the usual, full of tenderness and joy.He stared at the other party, and suddenly he stretched his hands, and he flew to the center of the lake like a bird spreading its wings.

The bright red robe was blown up by the wind, and his beautiful face was unreal in the night. His forefoot touched the lake full of stars, and with the sound of the wind and the flute of leaves, in the shadow of the whirling trees, the sky filled with stars and rivers Under the sky, there is a dance between the sky and the water.

From slowly to anxiously, from relaxing to stretching, the black hair is flowing and twirling gracefully.The dance of the hands, the dance of the feet, the sleeves from the wind, the sky and the phoenix.Flying the sleeves of the sleeves to enjoy the moon, blowing flowers to gather spring, full of light, and fragrant branches shaking. *

It is rumored that the ancient auspicious beast phoenix can sing and dance well, and wherever it passes, blessings will come to the world.There have been many awakened bloodlines in Zongheng Villa in the past dynasties, but they tend not to sing and dance for nothing. Because in Fenghuang's cognition, singing and dancing have wishes for blessing, and if they are danced to someone alone, they also have the meaning of seeking a mate.

When the contract was signed, Qiu Duanchang had already identified Zhang Xi as his lifelong partner, and the lovesickness of parting and the worry of being preempted by the Ming made him no longer hide his love after all.He stretched his body freely, his gestures were indescribably holy, he raised his head gracefully and looked back, raised his sleeves and turned his body, and walked in a stepping manner, soft but not flattering, scattering the moon in the pool.

After the song, the dance stopped, and while turning around, she was kneeling on one knee in front of Zhang Xileo.He raised his head, his slightly curly long hair spread all over his back, and the bright red earring made of blood spirit jade on his right ear swayed, adding a bit of coquettishness to that beautiful face, his pale hands resting on the ground, and his phoenix eyes blinked Staring at each other without blinking.

Zhang Xi has never been fond of beauty in his life, and he didn't think he would be moved by these things outside of him, but after watching this dance, when he put down Ye Di, all he could think of was the word "amazing", and he couldn't even find a suitable word to describe himself now Mood.Watching this flawless face at close range at this time, I felt my mind was blank, and I never realized that the distance between the two was too close.

Seeing that his goal had been achieved, Qiu Duanchang raised the corners of his red lips, and with an evil smile, he leaned forward slightly, and kissed the person he had charmed.

If it was careless to be kissed on the latitude and longitude plate for the first time, this time it was simply a lack of reaction. Zhang Xi just let the other party kiss him for two breaths in such a daze, and then stretched out his hand reflexively to push him away.

But this time, Qiu Duanchang didn't want to retreat any further, but clasped the back of the opponent's head with his slender fingers, exerted a little force, and forcefully pulled the distance between the two closer.

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*"Forever (chanting) songs are not enough, I don't know how to dance with hands, and dance with feet." - "Selected Works·Bu Shang <Preface to Mao's Poems>"