Chunyin

In the end, I didn't ask what was in Guangling's heart. On the contrary, Xuanming Lord was annoyed by my questioning, and finally fled outside the palace to hide.

The snow on Feiyun Peak is getting bigger and bigger, and the gate of the Immortal Palace has been covered with a thin layer of snow powder.After I sent Xuan Mingjun away, a gust of cold wind blew at the door, the cold air pierced through my body, and my whole body became much more awake.

I have known Zhuang Ziyu all my life, and I have always thought that he is a person who does not look down on anything and does not take anything to heart, but today Mr. Xuanming said that Guangling practiced Taoism and became a demon in those years because he had an obsession in his heart that could not be solved or let go. I don’t know why such a guess, but it doesn’t surprise me—in his various indifferent performances, there seems to be something consistent. I didn’t know what it was before, but now I can vaguely see some clues. up.

I suddenly remembered when he was in the human world, when he was seriously ill and drunk, he called Izumo to me several times...

Izumo, Izumo...

People say the truth after drinking, could it be that the reason why he fell into a demon back then was really related to me.

Seeing a little fairy boy passing by under the verandah outside the hall, I hurriedly took a few steps outside, called him in the heavy snow, and asked, "Where is Guangling?"

The little fairy boy turned around and saw that it was me, he hurried up a few steps to meet me, and created an umbrella in his sleeve to block the snow for me: "Why isn't the Izumo envoy waiting in the hall?"

I asked again: "Where is he?"

The little fairy boy said: "There are visitors on the mountain, and the god has gone to the front to meet the visitor." Seeing that I was a little anxious to ask, he said again, "Izumo envoy wait in the hall, the visitor is just a little fairy on the ground, the god You should be back soon."

It turned out that I was receiving guests.

I had no choice but to suppress my urgency again, and went back to his palace to wait.

But I have too many doubts in my mind, and I can't wait to be uneasy. After walking back and forth in the hall for a few times, I have to look at the door, and I really want to wait for that stone to look at.After a while, the little fairy boy went back and forth, brought me a cup of tea, and said, "Izumo envoy, please be at ease. I have already told the god that you have something to look for him, and the god asked me to tell the Izumo envoy. Hurry up, the envoy is waiting here, he will come."

he will come.

Even though I knew that Guangling would come over sooner or later, but these words seemed to have been cast by some kind of spell, which made me settle down.

The little fairy boy looked at me and nodded, pursed his lips and smiled, and said: "Sure enough, the words of the gods are still useful." After saying that, she left Pianpian.

I drank tea, sat for a while, and walked around the hall for a few more times. I was thinking about turning into a jiao plate and putting it on the couch in Guangling, when I suddenly caught a glimpse of several scrolls inserted in the painting tube beside the couch, and one of them was a scroll of paper-colored hair. Yellow, the edges are damaged, as if it has been extremely old.I was curious and walked over.

Guangling's paintings, of course I think of those paintings he painted in his previous life, those women who look like me, the bright red mole on the heart, and the painting in Fu Huan's room... I suddenly had a premonition in my heart, and hesitated , pulled the scroll out of the painting tube.

I walked to the window and unfolded the scroll under the bright light of the sky.

The moment the painting scroll was unfolded, I felt a mighty water vapor rushing towards my face, and I heard the sound of water rushing thousands of miles away. I was startled, and quickly closed the painting again without seeing anything clearly.Close the painting, but there is only the sound of falling snow in my ears—was it just an illusion in the painting?

I calmed down, stroked the rough edges of the painting with my fingertips, and after a while, reopened the painting.

Still vigorous water vapor, still the sound of torrential water.

When I looked into the painting, I saw dark clouds covering the sky, the sky was invisible, and the sky and the earth were boundless, filled with turbid waves.In the picture, a gap is opened in the dense cloud, and a ray of skylight leaks down, like a sharp sword piercing the dark world.

In this dazzling white light, there is a silver-white flood dragon.

The silver dragon has a light body, with feet on auspicious clouds and a lotus in its mouth, it is piercing through the dense clouds and flying towards the boundless sky.

I looked at the vast scenes in the painting one by one, and then slowly frowned... This picture is so familiar, I seem to have seen it somewhere... But where is it?When I was thinking hard, the jade disc I hid in my chest suddenly struggled a few times, and then it became hot. I took it out, and it buzzed in my palm, as if desperately trying to remind me of something .

As I looked at it, I suddenly remembered the fiery dream I had in the raging fire when I was trapped in the treasure building together with Tu Ze.

At the end of the dream, the sky and the earth are raging with floods, the sea is flowing, and in the storm, on the cliff, a silver dragon saves a lotus flower that has fallen from the top of the mountain.

I looked at the painting again.

Flood, lotus, silver dragon.

Did Lord Canglan say at that time that not long after Tu Ze was born, the heaven and the earth were flooded, Nuwa put him in the Qianye lotus, but the Qianye lotus slipped from the top of the mountain during the turmoil of the world, and finally Guangling rescued him? over him.

Is the situation in this painting the same as the flood that engulfed the heavens and the earth 3 years ago and devastated the lives of all?But shouldn't it be Guangling who saved the lotus? Why is it held in Jiaolong's mouth in the painting?Who is this silver dragon?Is it me or the ancestor of one of my dragon clan?Who is the painter? Is it Guangling? Is this a scene he witnessed with his own eyes?

I am busy going to see the signature again.

Signed only for time: SGD 950 a year.

The new Yuan calendar is based on the great flood as the first year of the celestial chronology. After that, many things happened in the celestial world. Just like the earthly emperors changed their celestial bodies, the celestial chronology has been changed several times.

Calculating, the date of inscription is at least 2 years from now.

But the Yinjiao group was born only ten thousand years ago.

And my age, the age of Izumo, is only a mere thousand years.

I listened to the majestic sound of the waves, and my eyes fell back on the body of the silver dragon. The painter's brushstrokes were delicate, and the scales on the dragon's body could be counted clearly.The brushwork and traces of this Jiao are as old as the clouds and waves in the background, and will not be newly added.

So why, in this painting made more than 2 years ago, a silver dragon appeared in this flood that happened 3 years ago?

If the situation in the painting is not non-existent.If this painting is made by Guangling.If the silver dragon in the painting is really me.

If these ridiculous speculations are true.

Then Guangling met me in that devastating flood 3 years ago.

I raised my eyes and looked out of the window, towards the snow-covered front hall, my heart pounding.