Frost Snow Gu Chunchuang

Can I see him again?

Wei Zhenghang was stunned, and he was about to dig his chest with his hand.Suddenly, a fluorescent light flashed in front of his eyes, and a firefly the size of a fingernail landed in front of him.

There was a "boom" in his mind, as if something collapsed instantly.

The firefly seemed to have magical power, pulling him back into the damp and dark cave.

There are many shadows in my mind, and the true or false scenes are pieced together like fragments at this moment.

When he was drowsy like a dream, Su Gu looked at him tenderly and sighed in his ear.

"Feng Ji..."

"I was born because of you, and it would be my honor to die because of you."

"Feng Ji, I love you so much..."

"Please... freely... together with my share, let's live together..."

"I will be every leaf on this mountain, every drop of rain. I will always be here with you until you don't need me anymore."

One tear fell, followed by a second, and a third...

The former god suddenly covered his face and knelt on the ground, weeping uncontrollably.

The cry echoed in the icy cave, and a gap opened in the jade-like Three Realms.At first, the gap was like thin smoke, and then stretched around in a meandering manner, and finally got bigger and bigger, and with a "bang", it shattered to the ground.

The realm of the Three Realms that spy on the way of heaven and help people ascend has become a legend that the ground is shattered.

There is a slight wind blowing towards the face, mixed with the fragrance of grass and trees, like a gentle embrace.

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53、The old man

Sanjie Mountain, thatched courtyard.

From time to time, people who went up the mountain lost their way and were rescued by a man in the mountain.Before the man could open his mouth, he said viciously that he was a mountain ghost. If he wanted to thank him, he would definitely be punished.

Over time, rumors of ghosts on the Three Realms Mountain spread.

It's just that this ghost doesn't eat people and doesn't kill people. He is quite handsome and always stands alone on the mountainside. It is said that there used to be a dilapidated temple there, but now it has been razed to the ground.

The ground is full of flowers and plants, hollyhocks are everywhere in summer, pear blossoms are white in spring, and the ground is like fine snow.

Jiangzhou City is still bustling with activity, and some new shops have been added to West Street. Occasionally, when there is trouble, a martial arts gym named Valley comes to settle the matter.The name of the person in charge is Zhao Liu, who specializes in taking care of the order in West Street.

Wei Zhenghang seldom went down the mountain, and during the solar terms, Ah Yue couldn't bear the noise, so he took her to the West Street for a stroll.

The Mid-Autumn Festival's West Street Demon Market is open, and it is even more lively.A blood moon hangs above the head, people and demons, regardless of each other, are bustling around the streets.Several clusters of fireworks exploded overhead, and huge flowers bloomed in the sky, flickering and flickering to illuminate the night.

Wei Zhenghang lost interest after wandering around for a few laps. Seeing that Ah Yue and Zhao Liu were discussing sugar water with Monkey King, he turned his head and walked outside.

Walking along the Yueshen River, you just walk into a few narrow alleys.Going further, the road became more and more familiar. In the small courtyard at the end of the alley, there was a wooden sign hanging in front of the door, and the word "Feng Ji" could be vaguely read.A sweet-scented osmanthus sticks out from the corner of the wall, exuding a refreshing sweet fragrance in the dark night.

Wei Zhenghang took a deep breath, opened the door and walked in.

Since Su Gu left, he has never been here again.Zhao Liu and Ah Yue dare not even mention it. He is like a high-hanging porcelain vase, which looks extremely hard, but in fact it will shatter when touched.

The yard is full of weeds, and the faint chirping of insects is hidden in the tall grass.Tables and chairs are placed under the wooden octagonal pavilion, and the full moon of the Mid-Autumn Festival climbs up and just falls under the angled eaves of the pavilion.

The old man who drank and admired the moon with him turned into a gust of wind, a rain, a drop of water, and merged into the vast world, never to be seen again.

Wei Zhenghang held his breath. After so long, he finally learned to escape before his emotions exploded.

He turned around and walked outside as if running away, but saw a row of fruit trees planted in the courtyard on the other side that was originally bare.The weather in Jiangzhou has been good for the past few years. Even if there is no one to take care of it, the fruit trees will grow luxuriantly, and the plump fruits will hang down and hang all over the branches.

He seemed to be hit and nailed to the spot by something, remembering that day in the valley, he casually said that he wanted to plant some fruit trees in Fengji Bieyuan, Su Gu remembered it in his heart.

He wrote down everything, and everything was prepared for him, except himself.

Wei Zhenghang stood in the yard for a long time, all the bitterness and pain, unwillingness and unbearable, finally turned into a sigh.

He pushed open the door, Ah Yue and Zhao Liu stood at the other end of the alley, watching him hesitate to speak.

Wei Zhenghang waved his hands at them, pretending to be relaxed and said: "Let's go, go home."

Ah Yue bounced over, and the top of her head had already touched Wei Zhenghang's chin. She had a small face with a pointed chin, and a pair of almond eyes that were black and white.At first, there were young masters who did not know how to live or die to pursue her, but when they saw her climbing trees and digging holes, they were all scared away.

The three of them walked towards Sanjie Mountain under the moonlight, leaving the bustling Jiangzhou City behind, as if they belonged to another world.

The seasons rotate throughout the year, and countless seasons pass silently like this.

The legend of the Three Realms Mountain gradually faded away, and no one knew that the Three Realms hidden in the valley had become pieces all over the place.

The secrets hidden in the realm of the Three Realms will disappear forever in this vast world.

During the Mid-Autumn Festival of another year, Wei Zhenghang sent Ayue down the mountain by himself, while he stayed on the mountain to drink by himself.

The Mid-Autumn Festival was supposed to be a day of reunion, but a passerby lost his way on the mountain.Wei Zhenghang kindly gave his hand, and the man unceremoniously begged for a drink.

Seeing that the courtyard was deserted, Wei Zhenghang let him go.

The man was tall and thin, with a gentle face and a small mustache on his chin. He looked like a poor scholar who babbled.

He didn't see him, the two were drinking and chatting in the thatched yard, Wei Zhenghang was half asleep after drinking, and the man was still chattering and telling stories.

He said that he was traveling all over the world. A while ago, there was a heavy rain in the East China Sea. After the rain, the tide ebbed and a century-old clam spirit half a person's height was pushed to the shore. He helped to save the clam spirit.The clam spirit suddenly opened its mouth before entering the sea, and spit out something for him.

Wei Zhenghang listened in a daze, and suddenly felt a coldness in his hand, and something slippery was stuffed into his palm.

The poor scholar smiled at him and said, "I had a great conversation with you today, so I will give this to you."

Wei Zhenghang wanted to lower his head to see what kind of treasure it was, but his head was so dizzy that he fell down and fell asleep unconsciously.

There was a dreamlike libretto next to his ear, and the man seemed to be humming softly in his ear.

"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..."

It was like a stone falling into a calm lake, causing layers of ripples, disturbing the calm.

When he woke up again, it was already the afternoon of the second day.There was a sudden pain in his temple, he held his head, Ah Yue brought him a bowl of hangover soup, glared at him and said, "It's great, I've learned to drink too much."

She had her hips akimbo, with a fierce face, and Wei Zhenghang couldn't tell who was the father for a while.

"Where was that person yesterday?" Wei Zhenghang asked with a headache.

"Who? When you come back, you will see yourself. You are so sleepy that you can't even lift yourself up." Ah Yue continued to teach him.

Wei Zhenghang frowned, thinking that he had worked so hard to teach her to read and write, why did this girl learn from Zhao Liu that she was a bandit.

Ah Yue seemed to have thought of something, and said again: "Why did you take out that Zhiguai Handbook again?"

She turned sideways, Wei Zhenghang saw the letter from the former magistrate on the table in front of the windowsill, and said in surprise, "I didn't read it."

Ah Yue reached out and handed it to him, the letter was still the same, and it was a little wrinkled by him.After opening it, I found that there was not a single word inside.

Ah Yue asked in surprise: "What's going on, isn't this the previous book?"

Wei Zhenghang carefully flipped through the cover, and it was indeed the right one, even the creases on the pages were still there, but the words inside were really gone.

He flipped back again, and there was a page with newly written words, which were the same as those in the previous handwriting.

"It's useless to leave this thing, so I took it back."

Wei Zhenghang paused, got up and was about to chase it out, when suddenly he saw something falling down on the bed, it was a fist-sized good Dongzhu.

Ah Yue was startled: "This was born by you?"

Wei Zhenghang knocked on her head and picked up Dongzhu.The surface of the Dongzhu was radiant, its color was bright and clean, and it was not ordinary at first glance.

He remembered the appearance of that person last night, and while sending Ah Yue to find Zhao Liu, he picked up a pen and paper and drew it quickly.The man had a thin face and a mustache on his chin. He stopped in the middle of the painting, and felt like he had seen him somewhere before.

The strange libretto echoed in his ears, and his mind suddenly became clear, which made his scalp tingle instantly.

When he first came to the Wangchun Small Teahouse in Jiangzhou, the storyteller shook his head and sang lyrics, which clearly looked like this.

Wei Zhenghang sat in front of the table in a daze, and Zhao Liu arrived in less than half an hour. Seeing the painting in front of him, he was surprised and said, "My lord, have you met the former magistrate?"

Wei Zhenghang stared at the painting, and murmured after a while: "I'm afraid I really met Youxian."

Zhao Liu didn't hear what he said, flipped through the blank letter, and found a line of small characters on the last page.

"This oriental pearl was conceived from the East China Sea and can absorb spiritual energy. If it is blessed with mana, maybe we can meet old friends again."

Wei Zhenghang felt suffocated in his heart, and then began to jump wildly.Dongzhu gave off a faint light in his hand, warm and moist as jade, a firefly the size of a fingernail passed through his eyes, landed lightly on it, and was instantly sucked in.

The four words "reunion of old friends" on the letter pierced into my heart like a knife.

54. Meeting Behind the Mountain

Wei Zhenghang is bewitched.

He stared at Dongzhu every day, waiting for the little bit of mountain spirits on the Three Realms Mountain to fall into it, and he saved it for many years, until he got a Su Gu out.

Zhao Liu