Xie Nv

The cherry blossoms in Anyue Mountain are scattered with the wind, and the whole mountain is full of cherry red.

At the foot of the mountain, an old man sat under a flower tree and sang this little tune:

On Anyue Mountain, there are charming and charming.

Taste all the bitterness and taste for a hundred years.

On Anyue Mountain, everything is charming.

Sacrifice your life and dedicate yourself to the world, you are worthy of no regrets.

The minor tune is concise and lively, with four short sentences. It tells the story of a female general and a martyr who went through the sufferings of the world together, sacrificed their lives in a catastrophe in the human world, and exchanged their lives for a hundred years of peace in the motherland.

Everyone knows this story. Because of the melody, the minor tune is very easy to remember, and people of the older generation can sing it. Although it is passed on, the melody has changed, the tone has changed, and the rhythm has also changed. The story has also changed, but people reshape the images of the two proud beauties again and again because of their worship, and gradually exaggerate the deeds of the two immortals because of their admiration.

There is a clan of people beside Anyue Mountain.This ditty can be heard here every day, and some of them have already changed beyond recognition, and the donkey's lips are not right, but the status of the two women among the people is still not retreating but advancing.Even a babbling child can hum a few words.

Among them, there are many men who admire the two immortals. They all take the two women as their imaginary sweethearts, and they talk about it all the time, like a kind of pride.

Some poets, admiring and admiring the two women, wrote countless poems by themselves. When the ink was dry and the ink was gone, they continued to create, expressing their respect for them.

The women who sing opera are already proud of singing these two women. Their operas are the most in this family, but they have been sung for so many years and they are still enduring. They have been passed down from generation to generation, and new songs have been written from generation to generation. Changing, never getting tired of it, some people drive thousands of miles to the foot of Anyue Mountain just to listen to the purest and most primitive opera in order to relieve their lovesickness.

The people have integrated the two beautiful girls into their lives, or painted a portrait and hung them on the wall, and visited them every day to pray for safety, or made a peach blossom pile for the two girls to show their respect.

Over time, the people of this family have regarded the two women as their heroes, their traditions, and their pride.

As a result, as soon as other tribesmen came here, people would pull him and constantly pour charming stories into his brain. When it came to his lips peeling and splitting, he couldn't bear to get up halfway to take a sip of water. He spoke in the dark, and was forced to remember a few sentences before letting him go back.

It can be seen that what a great thing the two women have done to be able to live forever, they deserve such praise from the people.

In the clan, a little girl about five or six years old in a yellow coarse linen dress with a red ribbon around her waist and a long black skirt shouted as she danced, "Mother, mother, you two girls don't know each other." How do you know what they have done? If you remember the wrong person, it would be ridiculous."

"Be honest, it's disrespectful to speak ill of them, so hurry up and hold it back." Said the woman who was washing clothes beside her.

"Aniang, Aniang, you haven't seen it before, maybe this is what a lunatic said, you just remembered it now." The little girl pouted, dissatisfied.

"If you talk again, I'll feed you to the chicken." The woman patted the laundry board, signaling her to stop talking, and after a while, the woman looked up at An Yueshan and murmured: "They, it's true."

One month later

A celestial being on Anyue Mountain is recruiting disciples, which is a rare event for people. The applicants crowded from the mountain to the foot of the mountain. Keep.

"Aniang. How about? I'll try it." The girl said casually, playing with her braid.

"As for your wild nature of climbing trees every day and catching fish and insects, which fairy can bear you?" The woman gently stroked the girl's head.

"It doesn't matter, you just go, and you will know that the immortals don't look down on you at all."

The woman sighed and frowned, thinking to herself, this child must suffer setbacks, he doesn't know how high the world is, and he will still have it in the future?

That night, the little girl was still dressed in coarse cloth, and she brought a small bamboo basket. It was small and exquisite, and fit on her back. Although it was small, it was very carefully woven, with some winding and fine lines.

Lying on the stomach, the little girl is tired, after all, she is only five or six years old, her petite body is lying in the grass, covered by the weeds, covered by black clouds, the little one is buried between the sky and the earth, it seems that there is nothing there of.

However, no one expected that she would be taken back to the mountain by Xianjun just like this.

Since then, the woman did not dare to speak more words, and the villagers rushed to ask for advice.

They don't know, no matter how good they think, they can't go up the mountain.

Because that girl is called Qin Hua.

The two women are well known to everyone, and there are quite a few who have Hua in their names, but the immortal chose Qin Hua, and the tribe didn't know if the immortal was blind and fell in love with this little girl.

At the foot of the mountain, the woman knelt and kowtowed three times to the portrait of the female general, murmuring something.

On the mountain, Qin Wei was paying homage to her teacher, and she was paying homage to the Master Beishan who picked her up on the mountain——Yin Qingqing.

Yin Qingqing has warm eyebrows, straight sword eyebrows, a straight nose bridge, and a little cherry red lips, but there is a scar at the junction of the neck and jaw on the right side, making her look fierce.

"Xianjun, you are so pretty." Qin Yu said innocently.But standing in front of her, the man in fluttering white clothes, like an exile, ignored him.

"Liu Xi, take her down." The man turned his back and said coldly, his voice was deep and deep.Qin Hua was dragged down by a young man who looked to be in his twenties.

Qin Hua followed the young man for a long time and bypassed the main hall. He was on a bridge at this time. Looking from the bridge, both sides of the bridge were covered with red tassels, and the white reed flowers under the bridge covered the river surface. They were white and soft. The wind floats.

"Your name is Qin Hua?" The man in front of him turned around and squatted down, looked at her with a smile, and said, "I'm your senior brother, just call me Liu Xi."

This was the first time Qin Hua looked at senior brother Liu Xi. He had regular facial features, moon-like eyebrows, a pair of peach blossom eyes, a straight nose, and thin lips, as if he had just come out of a painting.

"Well, Senior Brother!" Qin Hua saw Liu Xi's kind and good-looking face, and also laughed.

"Brother, do we have a senior sister?" Qin Hua asked beside Liu Xi.

"Yes, but only you have two senior sisters, one is Yin Cunyi and the other is Xu Xu. I don't have any." Liu Xi said easily.

"Senior Sister, that's great. Now I have some fun." Qin Hua whispered, wrapping her hands around her braid.

"Master is cold on the surface, but in fact he is very kind to everyone. The two senior sisters are also about the same age as me. It is the first time this year that I have accepted you." Liu Xi patted Qin Hua's head, Very kind.

"This is your residence. Your two senior sisters live across the street. If you need anything, just call them." Liu Xi said as he prepared to go out.

"What about senior brother?" Qin Hua asked with wide watery eyes, still clutching the corner of Liu Xi's clothes.

"I live in a side courtyard. You see, it's next to it. The Lord has a rule that male and female disciples cannot live together, but we have a good relationship and the master is considerate, so I live next to it." Liu Xi tilted his head, eyes Narrowed into a slit.

"Well, goodbye, senior brother!" Qin Hua said in a tender voice.

Qin Hua opened the door and entered. The room was not big, only a bed, a cabinet, and a table. The colors and materials were exactly the same. The layout was extremely simple, but very stylish and very clean.

The bed has been covered with a white soft quilt, which is comfortable and elegant.There are quilts and two sets of clothes on the bed, which are prepared in advance.

Qin Hao looked at the bluish-white school uniform she had been thinking about, and couldn't help but try it on. One set of clothes had wide sleeves and a large skirt, and the other was almost close-fitting, with only a few pieces at the hem Gauze, both slim and convenient.

She turned around a few times, and the hem of the clothes fluttered, and then she hugged the hem of the clothes and lay on the bed with a silly smile. She finally arrived at the fairy mountain that many mortals could only dream of.

There are also two books on the table, one is "Virtue" and the other is "Fa", which are roughly about the cultivation of moral character by disciples. Qin Hua lit the lamp and read it at night in the long night.

Qin Hua's unrestrained temperament actually sat down to read quietly. If her mother saw this, she might really "blind her eyes".

The next day, early in the morning, she put on a white slim-fit party uniform, put on a cyan hair crown, and tied her hair up high. She really looked like a motivated young man.

The "Fa" is the Anyue school's regulations, one day to practice martial arts, one day to study literature, you can choose.There is a test every month, and after passing the test, there will be something like a hairband.As many as you collect, you can upgrade and fight monsters...you can learn deeper knowledge.

If you fail the exam, you will be punished for sweeping the bridge, tidying up the bookcases and so on.It has no real impact, and it has no effect on her, an optimist and pistachio.

An Yue didn't ask for hairstyles at the party, but she still felt that it was more convenient to tie her hair, and her image didn't matter.

The party clothes are beautiful, with a layer of white clothes inside, and white pants that fit close to the body. The fabric is soft, cool and comfortable.The outer layer is bluish white, as thin as a cicada's wing, but it is also close to the body.

She squeezed in front of a large hall and looked at dozens of tables inside. There were rows of disciples sitting behind the tables. Some of them were straight and writing while listening, and some slumped directly on the table, covering their heads with books.

In the middle of the big dot, an old man in dark blue was talking eloquently, sometimes gesticulating with his hands, sometimes standing up and twisting, immersed in the lecture.

Qin Hua roughly knew that this was "Jiyue Hall", a place where Xiwen attended classes, and she sat quietly and listened boredly.

Someone touched her back, and when she turned around, she met a pair of peach blossom eyes, it was Liu Xi.

"Brother!" Qin Hua whispered, seeing someone she knew in a strange place was enough to make Qin Hua very excited.

"Don't shout, the lecturer can be very angry when he gets angry. If you feel bored, you can leave as a name, even if you have listened to it for a day. No one will care whether you listen or not, as long as you pass the exam at the end of the month." Liu Xi leaned on Come and whisper.

"That's it, then I'm leaving." Qin Hua put away the book and said with a smile.

Qin Hao looked at the signature book at the door, and was stunned for a moment. Just as she put her hand on it, a golden light slowly slid across the paper, and her name appeared on the paper after a few flashes.

"!" Is this a spell?

She went to take a peek at the "Qingfeng Hall" where the martial arts is practiced. Most of the disciples were waving swords outside the hall, and a few of them were sitting inside and meditating.

An Yue's school first learns swordsmanship, then increases their speed, then learns art techniques, practices meditation, and finally can control everything.Just thinking about it made Qin Hao's heart move.

Walking to the main mountain, at a glance, there are a few large characters "Anyue School" written on the main hall, which is neat and smooth, and it looks like it was made by everyone.

She couldn't even write her own name, but at this moment she was sitting on the steps, gesticulating and drawing "Anyue" a few times with her hands, smiling on the mossy path where the cherry blossoms were flying.

Laughing all the way, he came to a side hall, which said "curling", which should be the dining hall. He walked in quietly, smelling the fragrance of minced meat, and she followed the extremely tall senior brothers and sisters to learn from them. He looked like he had a bowl of porridge and found a seat at random.

The rice porridge is very white, as white and flawless as a "curling pot", and the finely minced meat inside is just right, neither boring nor too oily and fishy.

Qin Hao drank two bowls in a row, but still felt that it was not enough, so she went to fill another bowl shamelessly. The old lady who was cooking at the side just glanced at it without saying anything.

Three bowls of porridge is really satisfying.Qin Hao walked to the residence silently, and saw two tall female disciples dancing swords. There was a big cherry blossom tree in the center of the yard. The sword slightly slashed across the petals, and the petals fluttered.

The two female disciples were fighting, but they were very gentle, and their blue and white robes were flying, like a painting under the cherry blossoms.

"Senior sister?" Qin Hua whispered.

"Junior Sister?" They stopped when they saw Qin Wei, brushed the sword lightly and put it back into the scabbard.

Both of them smiled lightly, their eyes were as clear as lake water, and their figures were slim but not enchanting, which was just right.

"Junior Sister Qin, my name is Yin Cunyi, I'm your senior sister, and this is the second senior sister Xu." Yin Cunyi said with a smile, "You can also say something." Yin Cunyi pushed Xu Xu.

Xu Xu immediately restrained his smile, said "Hello" and went back.

"Don't mind, she has this kind of temper. She has a knife mouth and a bean curd heart. When you first came, she secretly helped make the bed." Yin Cunyi said.

"Yeah." Qin Hao couldn't say anything, she just smirked, thinking that she had taken a huge advantage by going into the mountain, and had such a good senior sister at the stall.

"Then, what's that headband?" Qin Hao looked at the delicate cloth belt on the senior sister's waist and asked with her head tilted.

"This is the progress bar. At the end of the month, every time you win a small competition, you will get a white bar. Those who win on a mountain will get a cyan stamp. The final winner in the sect will get a gold embossed bar.

These strips are a symbol of age and cultivation, and can also be used to exchange some spell books in Weilao Pavilion and magic tools in Baijiantang.do you understand? "Yin Cunyi said with a smile.

"Understood, thank you, Senior Sister." Qin Hao said sweetly with her eyes narrowed.

"Girl, go see Master and make a good impression on him. Master is going to retreat soon." Yin Cunyi said and put away his sword, "I'm going back first, call me if I need something." She left behind a Susu smiled and left.

Master, it should be at the top of Beishan.

Qin Hua was groping slowly in the dark night, she still remembered that his master lived in Xuanzhi Shuangxue on Beishan, and there was a waterside pavilion next to it.

The sky was pitch black, with only a bright moon remaining. Qin Hua shuttled through the bamboo forest, watching the wisps of moonlight pouring down, and smelling the fragrance of fragrant grass.

Soon, she found Xuanzhi Shuangxue. The pool was full of red lotus flowers in the water pavilion, mixed with white reed flowers and blue lotus leaves. The water surface was silent, like a piece of white paper, without any wrinkles.

In the center of the waterside pavilion is a small temple, simple and elegant, without gold leaf inlays, glazed tile decorations, and Qionglou Jinque.There was a faint light in the temple, which warmed the cold night and illuminated the dark sky.

Qin Wei cautiously tiptoed around the waterside pavilion and walked in, and bowed at the door: "Disciple Qin Wei, please see Master." The voice was full of vigor and momentum.

"Come in." The man said in a low and solemn voice, it was cold through the night.

"From now on, your clothes must be tidy." The man had already said something before he raised his eyes to look at her, "The An Yue faction prohibits disheveled clothes and lack of etiquette, do you understand?"

"Yes, disciple understands." Qin Hua immediately put away her smiling face.

"Very good, don't forget it on your own in the future, there is a mental method on the table, get it yourself, memorize it before you come to see me." Yin Qingqing turned around, leaving only a cold sentence, and walked into the inner room.

Qin Hua picked up the method on the table. There was no dust on the surface, but she still brushed it slightly with her sleeve, hugged her tightly, and retreated safely after saluting.

Although Master is cold, he still cares about me.Qin Hua thought.

She sat on the moss-covered stone steps, facing the round moon, and opened the heart book. The book was very old, and the pages were yellowed and brittle. Qin Wei was very careful, holding her breath and carefully Flipping through the pages, meditating on spells in his mind, making gestures with his hands, trying again and again, but he never saw the golden light on his fingertips.

The eyelids slowly drooped, the eyelids covered the bright pupils, the nose sobbed slightly in sleep, and the loose strands of hair floated in the night.

Where the moonlight fell, on the mossy stone steps, there was a young girl leaning on her knees, falling asleep in the cherry red trees, clean and white.

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