How Immortals and Demons Fall in Love Through Different Paths

Tong Shu's nose was sour, and his eye sockets were hot.

It's been too long, so long that he no matter what to keep the memory, what kind of gray is the gray wall in the small garden at the foot of the north foot, what kind of red is the fiery red when the pomegranate tree blooms like clouds, what kind of red is the reflection in the star river under the moon night in Shijing Lake Which part of the night sky... These things that he had seen for more than twenty years and couldn't be more familiar with, were getting farther and farther away from him, and became more and more blurred, and he couldn't describe the most real appearance, self-consciousness. He was expelled from Furong Mountain, and he went back twice.

One time was to snatch Tong Xiansi's body. After that time, he had no home.

The other time was the Furongshan massacre. Since then, Furongshan can no longer go back, never dare to go back, never dare to think about it.When I think of it, it is the scene of the blood-stained Phnom Penh drunken hibiscus blooming and wilting, and the hibiscus flowers all over the mountain.

Such scenes pulled him into nightmares countless times in the middle of the night.

However, he still misses Mount Furong.

No matter what grievances he has with Lu Lan, no matter how much blood and lives are involved, Furong Mountain is the hometown that raised him.

A person who has lost his homeland is like catkins flying in the wind or duckweed in the water, without roots or owners.

Everyone has a homeland. Some people have a homeland that is difficult to move, and some people leave home when they are young. Fortunately, those people always return home.

But his hometown cannot go back.

Furong Mountain was a place where he would tremble just thinking about it.

Tong Shu is not a sentimental person, he has already covered himself with hard armor, but deep in his heart, there are two things that are soft and bleeding, and the wound will not heal for a long time.

One is hometown and the other is home.

A ray of Tong Shu's soul entered the small garden at the northern foot of the mirror, while outside the mirror, he was leaning against the green peach tree and beside Jing Jue, his eyes were closed, and the tears glistened under his long eyelashes. Of course.

He felt that he was not crying, after all he was not choked up, let alone wail, but his face was already full of tears.

At this time, Tong Shu, who is in the mirror, is sighing, is this Jing Jue's dream?

In Tong Shu's impression, Jing Jue had never been to Beilu Xiaoyuan.

While trying to recall, I heard the soft ringing of the copper bell on the gate of the garden.

The visitor knocked on the door, and all the seniors who were close to him came to Beilu Xiaoyuan on weekdays. Tong Shu wanted to respond, but he couldn't. This dream was completely dominated by Jing Jue.

The next step is what Jing Jue asked him to do, and what he can only do.

Thinking of what he said before falling into the dreamland, "Naturally let him go", he completely relaxed his mind and let Jing Jue take the lead.

Tong Shu confidently lived in Lu Shu's body in this dream, waiting for someone to knock on the door again.

After waiting for a while, the tuk-tuk-tuk sounded three more times. This time Tong Shu knew he couldn't answer, so he waited for Lu Shu in the dream to answer, and sure enough, he heard Lu Shu answer, inviting someone to come in.

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Some time earlier.

On the winding mountain road beside Shijing Lake, there was a young man walking slowly. He was not wearing a costume embroidered with drunken hibiscus in gold, but a suit of soap clothes with a waist and silver boots, and an ancient heavy sword on his back. Along the Qingshi Road, come slowly.

The young man looked all the way, but beside Shijing Lake, he did not find the high courtyard where the mistress of Furong Mountain and the first son should live. He only saw a row of tall thin-leaved trees in the distance, green and sprouting like fog, with branches and leaves Red flowers are like clouds in the room, and there are ink tiles and gray walls in the shade. When you get closer, you can see it is a small garden in a water town.

This small garden is not like the residence of the mistress, but more like the residence of ordinary clansmen.There was a wooden door in the middle of the small garden, and there was a copper bell on the door. He pushed it lightly, and the doorbell rang softly.

This person is naturally Jing Jue.

He came to Mount Furong today with Jing Zhao, nominally accompanying Jing Zhao and Lu Lan to discuss matters.But he didn't see the person he wanted to see in the main hall of Furong Palace, so he found an excuse to retreat.

Originally, when people from the Outer Sect came to Furong Mountain, they could not walk freely.But Jing Jue was dressed in Jing Xingzong Yipin Zong uniform and carried a Nisi sword on his back. Anyone with a discerning eye could tell at a glance that he was the new Immortal Envoy who tamed the Nisi sword at the age of 19.

So everyone gave way to him when they saw him, and when he asked about Lu Shu's residence, they all showed him the way, and Lu Shu's residence was in a remote place, not involving important places in the clan, so no one stopped him.

The young Nie Si Xianshi, calm on the surface, but in his heart there is a deer that keeps bumping around, and his heart beats unsteadily all the way to find it.

After he separated from Lu Shu in Tianbat Cave when he was 16 years old, although he didn't ask Lu Shu's name at that time, he found out Liu Tang's origin after he went back with the attitude of Liu Tang he saw, and it was not difficult to find Lu Shu by following the vine identity of.Known all over the world, Mr. Xie Yu's closest junior brother is only the young master of Furong Mountain——Lu Shu.

During these three years, Jing Jue actually met Lu Shu many times.

There are several grand events in Xiandao every year, and Jing Jue usually doesn't go to those lively places.

Jing Jue thought that with the dignity of the young master of Furong Mountain, he would definitely attend, so he took the initiative to invite Ying to attend again and again beyond the expectations of everyone in Jing Xingzong, going in and out of those noisy places uncharacteristically.

What's funny is that Jing Jue went there every time, but only a few times he saw the boy who dreamed of him from time to time.

Every time he saw Lu Shu in the crowd, he was both happy and apprehensive, thinking over and over how to say hello naturally and how to say a few words without making others look strange.

It's just that he is not good at getting along in the bustle, and most of the others would avoid Jing Xingzong when they see him, and he is wearing a first-grade imperial uniform, which makes people shy away from him. He is always out of tune with those bustle.

Unlike Jing Jue, the person he wanted to see every day was the focus of the crowd.

At that time, Furong Mountain was in its heyday, and Yan Qingzun and Lu Lan responded to everyone.As the only concubine, Lu Shu, although he didn't make it public as the young master of Furong Mountain, but in everyone's eyes, it was a matter of time. Based on this alone, Lu Shu must be the object of everyone's pursuit.

Not to mention that Lu Shu is good at playing the piano, and also knows all kinds of strange skills and acrobatics. He is often applauded by people when he makes a move; .In the crowd, he is a dazzling spot, everyone loves to look at him, the girls blush when they see him, and the teenagers are friends or jealous with him, so lively and happy.

As a member of Jing Xingzong, Jing Jue upholds the principle of keeping a distance from all the immortal sects. He often wears dark black clothes and hides in the crowd. Most of the time, he can only watch Lu Shu's excitement from a distance.

He also tried to get closer, but there was always no room around Lu Shu. After he hesitated for a while, Lu Shu was either pulled away by someone, or he was squeezed away by someone.

He could see Lu Shu in the crowd, but Lu Shu couldn't see him.

He always thought of looking for opportunities after the meeting was over, but when the crowd dispersed, they disappeared.

For the first two times, he silently searched for a few days at the festival, but returned in vain.

Later, I couldn't bear it anymore, and Jiang Zuo casually asked about the whereabouts of Lu Shu, a member of the Furong Mountain Gate, and found out that Lu Lan was very strict with Lu Shu, and he had to go back to the mountain after going out for a day.

Missed many times for no reason.

When I was a teenager, I fell in love with someone for the first time, half ashamed and half missing.

I want to say a few words, but I don't know how to speak after thinking about it, as if there are thousands of mountains and rivers, mountains and rivers can't open my mouth;

Wanting to hold the other person's hand, he turned around a thousand times, but before he could take any action, he cut himself into pieces in his heart, only to feel that the lover in his dreams could not tolerate even half of coveting and defilement.

The love of young people is as pure as the bright moon, as beautiful as the new rain, and the slightest thoughts arise because of the emotion, and they are suppressed for fear of desecrating the sweetheart.

So repeatedly, tormented.

The heartbeat at the age of 16 pried open the hard heart of the young Jianxiu. The rational Jianxiu knew from the very beginning that not everyone's thoughts could be lucky enough to be put into a honeypot.

Unexpectedly, this suffering has no end.

Want to see, can not see.

See you, not close.

Blaming myself for not being bold enough, I repeatedly told myself that I must be more like a man next time I see that person.But just seeing that person from a distance, his heartbeat has stalled, and he is no longer calm and complacent.

I blame myself for being immature, so I can talk to people openly, but when I was 16 years old, the sudden hotness in the Tianbat Cave was obvious, and the uncontrollable physical reaction could not deceive people.The charming thoughts of these years also really existed, and they were still haunting him more and more for countless days and nights.

He is neither bright nor upright.

The yellow paper that Lu Shu gave him was unfolded under the lamp countless times, and the yellow paper was even frayed, but when he wanted to burn it before sending it, he was reluctant to burn it.

After three years of tossing and turning, he was already overwhelmed by longing, and his growing irritability fell into Jing Zhao's eyes.Finally, on this day, Jing Zhao seemed to have no intention of asking him if he wanted to go to Furong Mountain together to discuss matters, and he finally followed to Furong Mountain with a thick-skinned face.

Furong Mountain stretches over thirteen peaks, Jing Jue walked around the mountain for half a day before he saw this small garden, but he didn't see the so-called residence of the mistress and the young master, he only looked for this small garden, the surroundings are cold and there are few people, so he wanted to go to The owner of the garden asked for directions.

So, he gently knocked on the wooden door, but no one answered;

Push it again, and it took a long time to hear a lazy answer, inviting him to enter the garden.

The door is unlocked and opens with a push.

The entrance is a small courtyard with gray walls surrounded by green bamboos and flowers interlaced.

In the center is a pomegranate tree covered by green clouds, and the fiery red pomegranate flowers are in full bloom.

The breeze blows in, and the fallen flowers and red rain dance lightly, scattered on the bamboo tables and rattan chairs under the trees, and on the young man on the chairs.

The young man was wearing a blue soft shirt, leaning lazily on the rattan chair with his pillow arm.

Probably just had a sweet dream, and was about to wake up, the long eyelashes trembling slightly, as if recalling some sweet plot.

The corners of the eyes are curved, the corners of the mouth are also curved, one leg is propped up, the other is casually slung, and when the guest comes in, he doesn't take it seriously, nor is he on guard, and responds "what's the matter?" one time.

Jing Jue couldn't help getting closer, and was about to ask for directions, but first he was slightly stunned when he saw the young man's lazy and comfortable attitude; when he recognized the distant mountain's black eyebrows and affectionate lips, he froze in place , his face was burning, his heart was pounding, he didn't know where to put his eyes, embarrassment urged him to leave, but his body refused to take a step.

This glance seemed to pull him back into the jar of bitter wine.

Different from the bitter taste in those days and nights of longing, the bitter taste this time is sweet after drinking.

The person in front of his eyes, with picturesque features, is a hundred times more agile than the pictures he traced at night, his heart throbbed unexpectedly, his throat tightened because of his heartbeat, and he was speechless for a while.

Lu Shu waited and waited, but there was no response, so he opened his eyes and glanced at the visitor, feeling annoyed that he had been disturbed from sleep, and said slightly sullenly: "An outsider enters the mountain and trespasses on a private house. So no rules?"

That voice was as clean as Lin Laiquan's rhyme, and what he said was reproachful, but with a three-pointed smile, it made people wonder whether to respond to him with a straight face, or just joke around.

Jing Jue was upright since he was a child, and he was very strict when speaking with others. When the young man asked him this question, he was speechless for a while.

Lu Shu waited for a long while, seeing that the visitor did not answer, he opened his eyes completely.

This is a pair of eyes that are happy and angry, the brilliance flows between looking and looking, making Yishu Luoying lose its color, when looking over, it contains the resentment of being disturbed from the dream.

What's subtle is that there was a hidden smile in that reproach, which seemed to be full of affection, which made Jing Jue's heart tremble when he saw it.

Jing Jue wanted to speak again, but was speechless after being looked at by Lu Shu.

Then Lu Shu said, "Are you a guest from the mountains?"

Jing Jue nodded.But his heart sank slowly, Lu Shu didn't recognize him... Sure enough, he didn't remember him again.

In fact, I can't blame Lu Shu for not remembering. They met in the dark sky bat cave when they were 16 years old.If you don't deliberately remember, forgetting is a very normal thing.

And I haven't seen him in three years, this age is the time to grow his body, especially in the past three years, Jing Jue has advanced rapidly in the way of swordsmanship, his physique has grown, his temperament has changed drastically, the original arrogant and youthful spirit and the remaining vividness are gone. It was covered up by a cold and solemn sword intent; the once beautiful and beautiful appearance was replaced by coldness and indifference; even the two most unique swords became one.

Moreover, in such a place where it was absolutely impossible to meet, Lu Shu couldn't recognize that Jing Jue was actually destined for each other.

Once again, Lu Shu didn't wait for Lai Jingjue's answer. Seeing the change in the face of the jade-faced young man, he took a second look and slowly got up and said, "But, this is a private house in Houshan, why did you come here? "

Jing Jue: "..."

I came here specifically to find you, this is how I would say it.

Seeing that the other party was dumb again, Lu Shu suddenly realized something, moved closer and blinked and said, "You haven't spoken all this time, is it because you can't speak?"

Jing Jue blinked after him in a strange way.

Lu Shu took it for granted.He thought to himself, what a beautiful Mr. Pianpian is actually dumb. From this point of view, it is normal for the other party to get lost. It must be very troublesome if he can't ask the way along the way. : "You have walked a long way, do you want a glass of water?"

As Lu Shu spoke, he stood up straight and distanced himself from Jing Jue.He slept for a while, most of the half-moon bun that was originally loosely tied was untied, and the crimson silk headband was entangled in the half-down raven-colored long hair, and one of the crimson ribbons fell to his front.

He was wearing a blue gown today, the style was between men and women, and he couldn't tell that he was actually wearing a long crimson skirt when he was lying down.At this moment, he stood up straight, and the crimson color fluttered between the hem of his blue shirt.The crimson skirt is charming, the green clothes are pretty, complemented by his gentle and romantic eyebrows and bright red headband, and he has just woken up, and there is a bit of charm in his laziness, so he has both the charm of a girl and the romance of a boy.

It's hard to tell if he's a man or a woman.

Lu Shu figured out his fate because of Tong Xiansi. Tong Xiansi originally wanted to raise him as a girl since childhood, in order to counteract Lu Shu's fate.It's just that Lu Shu refused. Under Lu Shu's resistance, he only wore softer clothes on the first and fifteenth day of every month.

Today coincides with the fifteenth day, he chose a compromise way to wear the skirt and hid it inside, but he still felt ashamed, he hid in the small garden as usual, but unexpectedly an unexpected visitor came.

Jing Jue didn't know this, in his old-fashioned cognition, men don't need to wear a girly bun, and they don't like to wear crimson ribbons, and don't like to wear women's skirts.

A certain idea came up, and happened to meet Shang Tongshu's compassionate gaze, and immediately tasted a bit of tenderness in that gaze, and even the romantic and heroic complexion was inexplicably seen with a bit of tenderness.

He was frightened for a while, his throat rolled stiffly, and the words he wanted to say were stuck in his throat. For a moment, he was mixed with joy and sorrow, thinking: Is he... is he actually a woman?

The author has something to say: Isn't it surprising that the women's clothing boss Lu Shu appeared?

Foreshadowing has been mentioned at least twice in the previous article.One time it was written that Lu Shu's mother knew metaphysics and calculated that Shu'er's fate was hard, and wanted to use softness to overcome rigidity to neutralize Shu'er's fate.The second time I wrote that Lu Shu also regretted not being obedient and dressing up as a woman when he was too young, otherwise he would probably be able to live better.

520, this chapter gives you a sweet and sour first love.For those who leave comments on this chapter, I will send red envelopes until tomorrow.I wish you all a sweet love.

I read the comments in the past two days, at least two readers are doing the second swipe, and my article can make readers want to do the second swipe, I am quite relieved.Regardless of the data, I will try my best to write this article well.Thank you for following up and leaving comments every day.

By the way, use your ingenuity to find a skirt, so that you can look back at the full version.

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