Raiders White Moonlight Master

Floating clouds passed over the Shaking Light Hall, leaving a large irregular shadow on the ground.In the past one or two months, the past life has been very lively, and a large group of colorful birds can be seen at any time. They hover above the big tree day and night, and their chirping disturbs people's dreams.

The lion cat is lying on a high branch, its big fluffy tail is very comfortable, swinging from side to side in the warm sun.It is like a mother cat who has just given birth to a kitten. Most of the time, she walks vigorously with her head high and her chest high, threatening all the birds that covet green fruits.

At any rate, it is a monster that can transform into form. When the lion cat is serious, it is more than enough to calm down the situation.

"Meow!"

Under the tree, the flute player is deaf, and the intermittent high and low flute sound is like a magic sound.It would be fine if Shan Yuan only played the flute, but he wanted to add spiritual power to the sound of the flute, and the effect was multiplied immediately.

"Chirp Chirp!!!" The spirit bird on the tree did not survive the bombardment of Shan Yuan's flute, within a few breaths its muscles twitched, and it quickly flapped its wings to fly away.

The lion cat was defeated, its ears were folded down to cover the ear holes, and its front paws clapped on the back of the ears.

thump—

The slow-running spirit bird fell straight down from the sky, and its pupils were dilated in the fine dust that was thrown up. It seemed that it couldn't believe that there was such an ugly song in the world!

"Shut up! Shut up!" The lion cat was full of blood, jumped onto Shan Yuan's shoulder, and said hoarsely: "The cat is going to die, stop!"

The pitch-black eyes glanced coldly, and the long snow-white hair occupied a large area of ​​Shan Yuan's field of vision. With a twist of two fingers, he put the flute into his sleeve.When his eyes touched the unconscious spirit bird, Shan Yuan said: "In the future, the spirit bird will not dare to come again."

"Emotions just now hurt the enemy one thousand and self-damaged eight hundred."

"No," Shan Yuan said indifferently, he took out two balls of cotton wool from his ears, twisted it lightly, and the cotton turned into fine powder and sprinkled on Kunlun Mountain.

The lion cat stared straight: "Good guy, I know that playing the flute is terrible, and I have prepared for it."

Shan Yuan expressed his affirmation of Lion Cat's words with silence, and the latter was so angry that he scolded behind his back.He has seen the lion cat's behavior of protecting the fruit even in the past month, and Shan Yuan was also surprised by the sudden appearance of the fruit, and at the same time gave birth to a pitiful liking.He has lived for hundreds of years, reading life and death in the world, spring flowers and autumn leaves, falling red and falling into the soil are natural ethics, and it is fate to eat fruit or not to be eaten by birds.It is precisely because of this kind of thinking that Shan Yuan's little liking is not enough.

This time playing the flute to retreat from the enemy is because Shan Yuan is going to the human world for a period of time. In order to avoid the time when he is not around, Lion Cat protects Xiao Guozi from being overworked.

In the early morning of the next day, Shan Yuan pushed open the door of the bedroom, and the lion cat grabbed the hem of his clothes. The latter said pitifully, "Why didn't you tell me to go to the world? Is there another cat to be a heartbreaker?"

Shan Yuan took a deep breath, resisted the thought of kicking away, and said, "Sure enough, it was a mistake to allow you to read the painting book."

The lion cat has a straight back, arguing with reason, "pedantic, the pictures and texts in the picture book are easy to understand, and the cat knows many characters that it didn't know before."

"Heh," Shan Yuan waved his hand away from the lion cat's entanglement, "It's okay, I haven't learned anything, but talking about love and telling nonsense with eyes open is getting better every day."

"Talking nonsense with open eyes is also a science. You can't deny the cat's efforts."

"Before I come back, copy the Analects of Confucius a thousand times. If you can't finish copying, your picture books will be burned and your food will be cut off."

The lion cat jumped three feet high, pointed at Shan Yuan's leaving back and cursed: "You heartless brat, you are abusing me! I want to expose your crimes to Lingqing!"

In the empty past life, only the cry of the lion cat echoed. He swished up the tree and lay down on the branch closest to Xiaoguo.Even if Shan Yuan told him to go to the world with him, the lion cat would not go, he just had a taste for it.

At this moment, the snow layer of Kunlun Mountain loosened, like thousands of troops swooping down from the high mountain peaks, breaking the vegetation where they passed.The roar of the avalanche frightened the lion cat. When it turned over, it almost fell off the tree. It still grabbed a round object to avoid falling into a crippled end.

While in shock, the cat's paws tightened, as if two hands grabbed the lion cat's paws and put him back on the branch.

The green fruit reflected in the different-colored eyes, the lion cat got very close, and asked in a low voice, "Was that you just now?"

The fruit shakes slightly in the breeze.

Lion cat: "Aren't you the same as me, you can turn into a human when you mature?"

The fruit is still shaking with the wind.

"You seem to be getting more and more fragrant. If you become a human, you will definitely be a great beauty, a fragrant beauty."

"Give me some reaction, okay? Shan Yuan is gone, and we are the only ones left in the next life. It's boring if you don't talk."

"Hey! Don't move!"

"Okay, I don't dislike you anymore, let's sleep together."

"..."

Tranquility flows in the past, the moon rises and the moon sets, and the silvery brilliance floats and sinks in the sea of ​​clouds.Where the snow and sky intersect, colorful birds glide back and forth. They are born to like the fragrance of the past life, but with the sound of Shan Yuan's flute in front of them, they can only linger.

Kunlun Mountain is separated by more than half of the Cangxuan Kingdom from the place where Shan Yuan settled down. On a night where broken stars flickered, Shan Yuan sat on the high roof with a jug of wine in his hands.The smell of wine and flowers is intoxicating. He stretches his body, bends his arms to pillow his head, and looks at the bright galaxy with blurred eyes.

In the depths of the vast sky, there was a strange whispering sound, which was close to one of the brightest stars, softer and more delicate than a veil, and caused undetectable ripples in the Shanyuan sea of ​​consciousness.He might be really drunk, he raised the jug to the night sky, with a smile on his lips, he said, "Drink."

The wine entered the throat, the sweetness and fragrance made the heart beat faster, and it rang in the ear.The sky seems to come alive at a certain moment, possessing a human heartbeat, and unknown fluctuations traverse China. The stars, crescent moon, and mist all have instant life, and they communicate in a language that only they can understand.

Shan Yuan can't break through the key points, but Yu, the successor of Qilin chosen by Heaven, has a terrible intuition about stars.Shan Yuan's chaotic brain suddenly woke up, and realized that what he heard just now was not his own heartbeat, but another one—a heartbeat from far away, hidden in the depths of the sky.

As far as the eye can see, the light from the stars passed through countless fine dust and landed in the black pupils.The silvery white halo passes through the nerves and flesh, and reaches the most important sea of ​​consciousness. After being transmitted layer by layer, it disperses into a colorful ball.

Shan Yuan stood calmly in his place, watching the color of the light change from floating to stable, and finally turned into a greenish-reddish ball.

The red and green ball is only half the size of Shan Yuan's palm, and it approaches Shan Yuan step by step.

"What are you?" Shan Yuan heard his calm voice.

"I am a fruit."

"Ordinary fruits cannot enter my sea of ​​consciousness."

Xiaoguo stumbled, stepped on Shan Yuan's shoes, climbed onto his shoulders by his clothes, a handful of small pink flowers emerged from the center of the fruit, and swayed from side to side in the steady breathing of Shan Yuan as Shan Yuan looked over. .

"I really want to forget something very important."

Shan Yuan heard Xiao Guozi say.He carefully identified this thing, removed the flowers on the head, and found that it looked like the fruit that the lion cat guarded day and night.

Xiao Guozi: "It doesn't matter, the inheritance tells me that as long as I mature, I will remember."

The pink and white flowers dangled back and forth, making Shan Yuan's heart itch, and he moved them with his index finger.

The fruit was frightened, if it had eyes, it would have stared round, "You can't touch it."

"why?"

"For fruit, the flowers on the top of the head are the organs that give birth to offspring."

Shan Yuan quickly withdrew his hand.

Xiao Guozi didn't have the concept of being shy, and continued: "I will be mature when the flowers turn into pink."

Shan Yuan looked at the pink color that occupied half of it, "It's coming soon."

"Yes."

The longer he looked at the fruit, the stronger his inexplicable familiarity and liking became. The pink and white colors in the black pupils approached, making a slight noise and touching the tip of Shan Yuan's nose.

Standing on Shan Yuan's collar, Guo Zi said seriously, "I like your smell very much."

Thinking of what this flower symbolized, Shan Yuan raised his hand without thinking, his body took a step ahead of his consciousness, and swept the little fruit to the ground.

The fruit rolled several times, and the flower quilt on the top of the head was pressed out of folds, lying on the ground in a daze.

Before he could get up, he was driven out of the sea of ​​consciousness by Shan Yuan.

Afterlife day.

The lion cat sneezed loudly in the night wind and bumped into something.

There was a thud, the fruit fell off the branch and fell to the ground, and the pink and white flowers trembled above the head.Seeing clearly what he had knocked down, the lion cat's heart, liver, spleen, lungs and kidneys were all aching, and jumping off the tree felt like jumping off a cliff to die for love. He slapped Xiao Guozi in front of him and wailed: "Why did you fall when you were so good?!"

After a while, the cat meowed again: "Why are you blooming?"

Xiaoguo didn't move.

The lion cat embraced like a cub, and stepped into the Yaoguang Palace with sad eyes. He wanted to wait for Shan Yuan to come back to see if he could pick up the branches.

The lion cat waited and waited for half a month, and finally brought Shan Yuan back to the past.I thought it would take a lot of talking to persuade Shan Yuan to help save Guozi, but the other party didn't say anything, and carried him out of the Yaoguang Hall, and placed Guozi on the bedside to watch and occupy him every day.

Without the scent of fruit, Lionmao couldn't sleep well, scratching the door every day, tied up by Shan Yuan and thrown on the bedside.

Xiao Guozi enters the sea of ​​consciousness once, and there will be two, bouncing around in Shanyuan's sea of ​​consciousness every night, completely disrupting his work and rest.It stands to reason that Shan Yuan should be angry, but he didn't show any anger at all. As the ripening time of the fruit approached, because the long blank area that Shen Baixing had lost was like the spring rain in the desert, growing green little by little.

Shan Yuan couldn't help reflecting on his various wrong feelings, and even wondered if he had become a pervert, otherwise how could he have the same impulse as his master for an edible fruit!

After another half a month, the flowers on the top of the fruit's head turned completely pink at a certain dawn.

Every powder is moving in China. It is the winter months and the dead branches buried under layers of snow feel the call of vitality and wake up from hibernation one after another. The joy and breath of new life make them think that spring will come The stored nutrients turn into tens of thousands of colorful flowers in one go, lighting up the severe winter.

When Qin Tianjian was summoned, he knelt on the ground excitedly and shouted: "Your Majesty, auspiciousness! Great auspiciousness!"

As if to confirm his words, the spring blooms from Xuandu to the north and south of the river, and even the dead Populus euphratica is sprouting green in the desert.

The power of the phoenix reappeared in Kunlun Mountain, and the high-pitched chirping pierced through the sky. The golden light dyed the blue sky with the morning sun rising from the horizon.The birds plucked their most beautiful feathers and flew towards the past life, and the beasts hooted towards the past life, as if they were singing loudly.

Shan Yuan naturally knew about this change, he suddenly opened his eyes, lifted the quilt and got out of bed.Luckily, the fruits that had been placed on the bedside before falling asleep disappeared without a trace. At the same time, his heart seemed to be held by a thread, guiding him to look at the snow-white mountain top.With Shen Baixing's death, the broken telepathy reappeared.With a distance of more than ten steps, Shan Yuan seemed to have walked for a lifetime, and he felt—the master of the past life has returned.

He couldn't wait to push open the door, and the wind and snow rushed towards his face. In his blurred eyes, a touch of white slowly stepped out of the void.

After 200 years, he finally found the person he was waiting for.

Phoenix led the bird clan to surrender at the feet of the man in white, and with the slight movement of the latter's hand, it turned into a long sword and disappeared in his sleeve.

"……noob."

The called person came slowly from the top of the snow mountain and stopped under the green leaves and silver flowers.It wasn't until this moment that Shen Baixing knew what the purpose of the tree in front of the Yaoguang Hall was, and every master of the past would be born from it.Before he died, in the twilight, he felt that he had become a seed, grew into a tree and died.Perhaps because of this reason, he left traces in it, which led to his own appearance and memory when he conceived the next reborn master.

These are all Shen Baixing's conjectures. As for the real reason, who knows?The important thing is that he, Shen Bai, survived the death and came back to life, and met Shan Yuan again.

The apprentice burst into tears and hugged his waist happily, making Shen Baixing forgive Shan Yuan for what he did in the abyss.Sensing that the latter was getting stronger and stronger, Shen Baixing pushed his apprentice away, saying: "They've all become gods, and it's shameful to cry."

Shan Yuan wiped away his tears, and saw the pink flower on the top of Master's head at a glance.

This thing hasn't dropped yet...

He touched the top of Shen Baixing's head while talking: "Xiao Bai, this flower is so beautiful."

Shen Baixing quickly touched it first, recalling the consciousness he had during the Guozi period, narrowed his eyes, and slapped it away.

Under Shan Yuan's bewildered eyes, he slowly said: "You can touch this flower?"

Three days later, the flower on Shen Baixing's head finally fell off. Shan Yuan was still quite disappointed, and he asked without fear of death: "Xiaobai, you said that this flower is an organ that breeds offspring, then..."

"What are you talking about?"

Shan Yuan plucked up his courage: "Does it mean that your old man can give birth?"

Shen Baixing was stunned for a few breaths, and after understanding what his apprentice meant, he slapped him back and knocked him out of the Yaoguang Hall.

Shan Yuan lay on his back, watching the clouds passing by the snow-capped mountains, the birds circling, and Shen Baixing standing in the warm sun with his hands behind his back.He raised a smile, and the deep laughter echoed in Shen Baixing's ears.

For the rest of my life, it's great to have someone to accompany you to enjoy the snow and watch the clouds.

The author says:

It's over, Sahuahua!