Quick Transmigration: Plum rhyme

Pseudo-Greek hydrangea

The water falls into the mirror, a dazzling, huge, vain and gorgeous dream.

Suddenly, a gust of night wind made the leaves rustle, the tent trembled, and the door curtain rolled up in panic.

The wind was surprisingly strong and extremely flexible, avoiding many obstacles, but soft and gentle.

The lights flickered from side to side, making it difficult to see clearly.

Under the light of the lights, the standing two people are extremely vivid.

On the side that reached out, the bright morning eyes were hidden by the mist, and the time was fixed at a certain moment, which could not be shaken.

The wind gently dragged it up consciously, carefully placed it horizontally on the bed, and quietly hid like a naughty child.

The light penetrated the dull darkness and shone on the straight and thin body. At this moment, her eyes were extraordinarily soft, her smile was far-reaching and ethereal, and her hands were attached to the empty heart.

In an instant, the wind reappeared, swept away all the filth, and made the dry and dry tents have a green and moist atmosphere, and became alive.

Dawn is coming, and reality is inoculated.

The water falls into the mirror, a dazzling, huge, vain and gorgeous dream.

Ge Wuya is no longer Wu Ya'er, but a new life form.

Her heart is being reshaped, and the eyes of the gods have been opened. There are crystals in the vast starry sky, which are so dazzling that people can't extricate themselves from them.

Everything has never happened.

She just stood in that piece of light, and the flames couldn't penetrate her vast and waveless eyes.

A thousand years at a glance.

Sister, you must hold on, only in this way can you live up to our oath, and see all the clouds in the sky together.

'Gouya' slowly mobilized his slightly stiff body.Even the sound could not stop her pace, she just stood firmly beside the bed, watching the person lying on the bed.

If it's allowed, I really want to close those gloomy eyes for my sister, but it's a pity...

Luo is just a spirit.

'Gouya' finally flicked his sleeves, and a soft pink light soaked Jessier's body.

It is so peaceful and beautiful.

The water falls into the mirror, a dazzling, huge, vain and gorgeous dream.

The wind picked up again, and 'Gewuya' turned into groups of plum blossoms and sprinted away with the wind.

The tender buds of Bilan's Taoyuan grow but there are no flowers. When I look up, all the flowers fall.

'Gewuya' floated over the Taoyuan, and took out a small ink altar from his arms, simple and elegant.

Suddenly, a drop of water fell on the cheek of 'Ge Wuya'.

'Guya' couldn't help being funny,

The master hasn't left yet, he must be well nourished by love,

ah!It's dawn.

'Ge Wuya' landed beside a thick tree, and with a wave of his hand, it immediately became much clearer. He placed the ink altar horizontally on the ground, and took out a delicate and beautiful silver pot from his arms, and shook it with his hands. A mellow wine with peach blossom aroma.

"Master, long time no see!"

"I'm so filial, and I prepared some old Jimo wine for the little old man!" After speaking, a cute baby face suddenly appeared in front of 'Ge Wuya', and 'Ge Wuya' pushed aside in disgust pushed.

"Old man, have you forgotten the vinegar jar beside you, are you not afraid of misunderstanding?"

"Go, go, Mo Niang isn't so narrow-minded!? Disciple, it's not right for you to do this. It's hard to see each other. How can you hurt others like you! It's so embarrassing!"

Mo Yuan pursed his mouth in dissatisfaction, breathing sourly, finally, as if to relieve his anger, he picked up the ink altar with one hand, pulled out the plug on it with the other hand, and poured it into his mouth violently.

"Old man, are the inner demons scary?" 'Ge Wuya' lazily leaned against the tree, raised her eyes to look at the blush in the sky, her voice was very ethereal, but extremely clear.

well!Disciple's obsession...

"The sky is empty, the earth is empty, and life is vague; the sun is empty, the moon is empty, who is responsible for the rise of the east and the sinking of the west; the field is empty, the house is empty, how many masters have been changed; the gold is empty, the silver is empty, After death, how can we shake hands; wife is empty, son is empty, and we will never meet on the road to the underworld; when we go east, we go west at dusk, life is like a bee picking flowers. Standing there, with a serious and profound face, the wind blew his hair, and the petals would fall from time to time, like an out-of-world expert who lives in seclusion here.

"Empty poetry?! When did the master worship Sakyamuni!"

"Bah! Who wants to worship that old man, besides, he didn't write this scripture no matter how famous it is!"

In an instant, the image collapsed, the worldly masters are really liars, just like him, he looks like a ruffian, "Isn't that old? Master got himself into it too!"

"Damn child, I really don't preach, I'm so mad at the little old man!" Seeing him stomping his feet in anger, he looked like an old urchin acting cute and begging for comfort. Unfortunately, Luo is not Mo Niang, and the master is just pretending It's just the appearance, when did Luo become so weak, and he used some methods to coax the children to resist me.

"Master, worry!"

Mo Yuan suddenly stopped his body, just in time, and took a few sips of wine.

"It's good that you know." Mo Yuan flicked his sleeves, turned his back to Ge Wuya, raised his head and squinted his eyes, "It's getting late, Mo Niang should be in a hurry, I won't accompany you as a teacher!"

Mo Yuan lowered his head and stepped forward,

"Master is so kind!"

Mo Yuan paused slightly, and then disappeared with the light.

Personality starts from nature, and appearance comes from heart. People are like a boat lurking in the vast ocean with different positions, uncertain positions, wandering and wandering, and uncertain thoughts.Over the years, since adulthood, what I have lost may never come back.If you are restless, you can also deceive yourself. Life is not easy, so why not follow the example of Qinglianju and actively strive for it.

Walking and walking, if you restore the true nature, you will also keep the Lingtai clear.

Empty, the sky and the night sky, and the ground are also empty, why not empty the seven steps into the world!

Everything starts from the heart of man, huh!

Go to the end, one spirit and one heart, lose the spirit without trace, lose the heart and have no head.

Why don't I understand my own mind?

Sister, you are Luo's only concern.

'Ge Wuya' raised her neck lightly, tilted the silver pot, the mellow aroma of the wine gradually spread, and slid into her mouth like a silver thread, she didn't let go after drinking enough, and let the wine pour over her body.

Now, it's time to get rid of the demons...