Frost Snow Gu Chunchuang

Three days and three nights can't finish it. "

Everyone became interested, and the storyteller squinted his eyes when he saw it, the old god was there.

"It is said that the East Palace can't wait for an edict, and seeing that the officials want to abolish the crown prince, they secretly colluded with the city guards and surrounded the imperial city with water."

"The general of the guarding army is a lecherous man. After besieging the imperial city, he began to attack the harem. How can any man step into the harem after a hundred years in the imperial city? Take it easy."

"If you want to talk about this nobleman Hu, he is really beautiful. When he moved his eyebrows, his legs were numb. When the general saw where he could hold it, he took off his pants and rushed forward. He didn't expect to be smashed by the woman's palm. .”

"Guess what? Hu Guiren is actually a thousand-year-old fox demon, a witch sent by the Eastern Palace to charm the official family..."

Everyone was confused: "That's not right, the general is from the Eastern Palace, and Mr. Hu Gui is also from the Eastern Palace. Why do you want to kill each other?"

"You know what a fart!" The storyteller spat, "Hu Guiren is a monster! Fox demon, do you understand? She also wants to win the world, and turned her back at a critical moment!"

"Cut..." Everyone groaned, "It's as if you've seen it with your own eyes."

"Are you still listening?" The storyteller was anxious.

"Listen! Just pick Hu Guiren and tell it. I want to hear the story of this witch."

"Bah! Womanizer!"

The storyteller got down from the wooden table, walked around with tea, and saw a young Taoist priest sitting in the corner of the teahouse, dressed in blue-gray Taoist robes, with a handsome face like jade.Today's royal family advocates Taoism, and Taoism is also prevalent among the people, but this young Taoist priest's demeanor is loose, and he behaves like a son of a family.

He leaned over and cupped his hands at the Taoist priest: "This Taoist priest looks at me, what's his name?"

The Taoist smiled slightly: "Under the wind."

"It turned out to be Daoist Feng Ji." The storyteller sat down opposite, but the Taoist shook his head, "Just call me Feng Ji, and the word Daoist will be omitted. Look, I have already left the sect."

"This Dao... Brother Fengji is coming to Jiangzhou for the first time, right?"

The person on the opposite side nodded and saw that the lanterns had been hung up one after another outside the long street, the ribbons were flying on the bamboo poles, and the costumed singers and dancers were in a hurry. The night parade of the Shangyuan Festival was about to begin.

"I've heard that the Shangyuan Festival in Jiangzhou City is extremely lively, so come and have a look."

The storyteller stroked his mustache, squinted his eyes at him and said, "Jiangzhou is not only lively during the Lantern Festival, if Brother Feng Ji stays for a while, he will find that there are more lively days here."

He shook his head, as if he was saying a libretto, and walked away unsteadily.

"Meeting people and immortals is all due to cause and effect. A reincarnation, two or two tears. We meet in front of the mountain, and we meet behind the mountain..."

Wei Zhenghang later thought, if it wasn't for the Shangyuan Festival on that day, when the snow was silent and the fireworks were dazzling, the encounter on the long street was like a joke of fate, which would have started all the entanglements.

A flood of memories flooded his head, he was in the dark, he couldn't see anything, he couldn't hear anything, but the scene of that day was clearly visible.

The emperor was obsessed with the art of Taoism, and Buzhou Mountain was the leader of Taoism. The emperor believed the slander and believed that the prosperity of the country required the royal blood to devote himself to Taoism, so he sent his unpopular youngest son to Buzhou Mountain to practice.

That person is his little brother.

After that, the story fell into the secular world, the East Palace changed, the imperial city was besieged, and at the critical moment, the forgotten little prince rose up in Buzhou Mountain.Bu Zhoushan didn't care about world affairs in the past, but this time he was pushed into the battle for the throne.

Wei Zhenghang was still called Feng Ji at that time, he was used to being careless since he was a child, and he couldn't understand the strife in this troubled world, so he was sentenced to leave the school and traveled to Jiangzhou City alone.

He still remembers the night parade of floats that day, dancers wearing Gala masks performed weird dances, the sound of music resounded through the sky, and people held flowers and threw them on floats to pray for blessings.

The river lanterns by the Luna River lit up the river one by one, young men and women met on the street, and the long street was bustling like a fairyland event.

Wei Zhenghang saw the clues in the parade team. The river lamp went straight down the river, and was snatched by a small hand protruding from a willow tree with a crooked neck downstream.

He thought to himself, this brat is too wicked.

He held his breath and went around, and there was a dirty kid sitting under the crooked tree, about seven or eight years old, with messy black hair, most of his face was covered, only his sharp chin could be seen, and he was holding a lantern The flames on it swallowed.

"Hey!" Wei Zhenghang yelled, "Little ghost, what's wrong with eating? Eat other people's blessing lanterns."

The kid just realized that someone was coming, his whole body trembled, and he suddenly ran away with his arms and legs together.

Wei Zhenghang found it interesting that although the little ghost was not a human being, he didn't have any evil spirit on him, so he also followed.

Leaving behind the bustling crowd, he chased to the foot of the Three Realms Mountain, where the little ghost disappeared. Wei Zhenghang looked around. The Three Realms had beautiful mountains and clear mountains and clear mountains, with six star arrays above his head.

Since then, there have been more thatched yards on the mountain. From time to time, there are medicinal farmers who have lost their way while picking herbs, or hunters who have been injured while hunting, and they are often rescued by helping hands.

The rescued people passed on the news to ten, ten to hundreds, and after a long time, all kinds of strange stories came out.

Some people say that there is a fairy living in the Three Realms Mountain, and some people say that it is a fox that turned into a monster.

Wei Zhenghang lives in secluded places, only going back and forth in the mountains every day, letting the stories get more and more outrageous.

The Three Realms Mountain has a natural charm, and there are many ghosts and monsters in the mountains.Wei Zhenghang lived for a while, and found that there was often less food in the room. At first he didn't take it seriously, until one night, there were rustlings outside the house, and there were many ghosts. He walked over holding the oil lamp, and the big bean flame It was swallowed in one gulp.

He grabbed the little ghost who had swallowed the flames, went into the house and lit the lamp, and found that it was the kid he met on the Lantern Festival, still looking dirty and not very smart.

"You child, do the five elements lack fire?"

Wei Zhenghang couldn't help laughing, and brought him some snacks.The child was wary at first, but he became less polite when he saw the food.Wei Zhenghang watched him gobble it up, only to realize that the child was neither a monster nor a ghost, but a human form formed by a trace of aura in the mountains.

It turned out to be the essence of the world's wind and dew.

After eating and drinking enough, Wei Zhenghang took the kid to wash his face, his messy hair was tied behind his head, only to find that his skin was fair, his chin was pointed, and his eyes were black and white, he couldn't help being stunned for a moment.

"Tsk tsk, she looks like a human being."

Wei Zhenghang got up to find him old clothes, but the child took the opportunity to jump out of the window and escape.

Soon after, there was a small handful of firewood at the gate of the thatched courtyard.A few days later, some fruit was placed at the door.

Wei Zhenghang squatted at the back of the yard for two days, finally caught the sneaky man, held him for a meal, and said with a sneer, "You can't even catch a hare with your ability, and you can eat fruit bark every day. Are you full?"

After going back and forth like this, the little ghost was often caught to eat, and the winter on the mountain went to spring, and it was midsummer again in a blink of an eye.

Wei Zhenghang saved more and more people, and the people at the foot of the mountain often sent some food up to thank him.The legend of the mountain god on the Three Realms Mountain was compiled into a storybook. Wei Zhenghang secretly went down the mountain to listen to it a few times, and he sighed when he came back.

"Vulgar! Vulgar!"

The little ghost sneaked up every few days, and this time what he brought was not fruit and branches, but a piece of jade the size of a palm.

The jade is round in color, like suet in quality, and looks like a drop of water.

Wei Zhenghang was amazed, and just about to ask something, the kid turned around and ran away.

30. Dark clouds cover the moon

Wei Zhenghang still remembered that during the Mid-Autumn Festival that year, the moon on the Three Realms Mountain was so round that it seemed unreal.

During the full moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival, the evil spirit is at its peak, and the whole mountain is restless.He drank the sweet-scented osmanthus wine, saw that the kid was full, and suddenly pulled him outside.

As if offering a treasure, he brought Wei Zhenghang to a valley in Sanjie Mountain.The hollyhocks are pink and white everywhere, surrounded by lush green trees, insects are singing among the grass, and there are faint fireflies floating among the bushes, with green light.

In the middle of the valley, a small pond is crystal clear, and a few lotus flowers in the middle of the pond are swaying with the wind.

The surroundings were so quiet that only the sound of insects and the wind remained. The night wind moved the lotus leaves, and the fragrance wafted in, like a fairyland outside the world.

Wei Zhenghang couldn't help sighing: "Is this your secret place?"

The little ghost turned his head away in embarrassment, squatted by the pond and picked a lotus pod and started to eat it.

Wei Zhenghang looked down and saw the reflection of the full moon in the sky on the water, which turned out to be a huge blood moon.

The mountain wind blew, the water surface was slightly wrinkled, and the blood moon was motionless, exuding a strange luster.

Wei Zhenghang poked his head out, the few cups of sweet-scented osmanthus wine he drank at night had an effect, his feet were unsteady, and he suddenly plunged into the pool.

The little ghost stretched out his hand to hold him, and was also brought in.

The pool was clearly not more than three feet deep, but he fell into the water for quite a while.

He grabbed the struggling little ghost, and when he opened his eyes again, he saw a blue cold pool.

The chill is piercing, the pool water is as smooth as a mirror, with a faint streamer floating, like a huge jade stone left in the world.

The legendary realm of the Three Realms is hidden in this secret place of blunders.

Wei Zhenghang didn't know whether it was luck or misfortune, there was a gap in the jade-like cold pool, which coincided with the water drop jade in his arms.

All the coincidences in this world have ulterior motives.

It was like a hand moving the chess pieces in the world. For some unknown purpose, it gently pushed him.

This step led him to an irreversible abyss.

The realm of the Three Realms, the Stone of the Six Paths.

The legend carrying the ambitions of the world has become true at this moment.

Wei Zhenghang sat on the ground blankly for a long time, and finally left with the unconscious kid on his shoulders.

The water in the lotus pond caused ripples, and behind him were countless pairs of eyes staring at him.

Dizziness