Don't fall in love with a pig killer!

After the banquet, Xie Qiushi went back to Yingtai Palace, pondered over the phrase "far away in the sky, close in front of us" to no avail, so he just fell asleep and called all the palace people to his eyes before going to sleep, shaking his head and saying: "I Killing people in a dream, you roll as far as you can.”

All the fairies took it seriously and trembled. Once the gate was closed, no one dared to enter except Qin Lingche.

Xie Qiushi didn't sleep on the bed either, the immortal body had no warmth or warmth, not to mention he was a rock, he threw his head on the bed, and fell asleep hard, ignoring the pain in the back of his head.

This sleep lasted for several months, and what woke him up was the distant flute music. He vaguely remembered that he had an appointment with Shangxian Linyao before falling asleep, so he drooped his head, covered himself in a lotus-colored brocade dress, and his hair was disheveled. Fly to the mountain pavilion where Lin Yao lived.

When Linyao saw him, he was only stunned for a second, then he laughed loudly: "Brother Xie, do you want to drink with me?" As he spoke, he threw the epee aside and patted Xie Qiushi on the shoulder hard.

Xie Qiushi smiled, sat cross-legged in front of him, rolled up his sleeves and grabbed the wine glass in front of him: "I just woke up, so I took a stroll before I had any work to do."

This Immortal Linyao is a sword cultivator, a disciple of Lord Qingming, he is generous and reckless, but his mind is open-minded and transparent, and he is not acquainted with Xie Qiushi.

There are hundreds of people in the Xian family from top to bottom, and there are not many Xie Yingtai who have not provoked them. Everyone either thinks he is dirty or is afraid of his fierceness. Only Linyao Jianxiu, although not the best, is willing to let go. Xie Qiushi entered the house, pushing cups for a change.

"You seem to be stingy if you drink the leftover wine in my glass." Lin Yao took back the wine glass, stretched out his long arms, and fished a new jar from the top of his head, "I want you to try something good."

Xie Qiushi smacked his lips, he never refused anyone who came, he really couldn't tell the good from the bad, it was just what others gave him, no matter whether it was good or bad, he was used to accepting it as it was, and he never knew anything in return.

"When will His Majesty the Emperor come to see you?" Lin Yao suddenly asked after drinking for three rounds, "This is a rare year of peace."

"Those who hate him are almost dead, so it is naturally peaceful." Xie Qiushi smiled, and he seemed to be drinking heavily after completing the task, and he was not easy to get drunk. "His Majesty Ziwei has sharp eyes, and is preparing to catch the next young sheep?"

Lin Yao let out a long sigh, and shook his head slightly: "Although it is said that all evils have been eradicated, His Majesty's methods are too vicious...Correcting the Dao and cultivating the evil Dao, which one is not the Dao? There is no lack of benevolence and weakness, and even a hero can bring peace to the world."

"Who knows." Xie Qiushi muttered, "Don't hang around with me——if I don't listen to him, no one will want me."

Lin Yao was taken aback, looked at him helplessly, and asked tentatively, "Is there someone already in His Majesty's palace?"

"Why are there people and nobody?" Xie Qiushi said in a daze, "Qin Lingche is hateful, but he also loves me. If I don't help him with things, he will only be hateful and won't love me."

Xie Qiushi drank the freshly unsealed wine to the bottom of his mouth, not even noticing that Yao's lips were not even wet.

He felt that this mission was completed, he raised his buttocks, and was about to leave without saying goodbye, his legs were as soft as noodles, and he swayed back to Mount Yingtai.

In spring and March, there was still snow on Yingtai Mountain. Xie Qiushi stared blankly at the ice cave in front of him, flinched a bit, and then stepped in. He found a sunny hilltop and leaned against a peach blossom tree for a belch.

"Blossom." He poked drunkenly at the trunk.

The peach blossom tree ignored him, it was a world of ice and snow, where could there be flowers for him to see?

"Blossom." Xie Qiushi poked the trunk again, poking his fingertips into a section of the wood, and the peach tree shook slightly.

"Blossoms, blossoms, blossoms..." Xie Xianjun was chanting words, and every time he chanted, he would poke a hole in the trunk. When the sixth hole was poked, the peach tree trembled, and tremblingly squeezed out a few flower buds.

Xie Qiushi narrowed his eyes in surprise, hugged his knees and huddled under the blossoming peach branch, raised his head, watching the flower shivering in the cold wind, struggling to open its petals, exuding a very clear and light vegetable fragrance.

He stared blankly, and ran to find the peach blossom that Qin Lingche gave him, but he couldn't find it anywhere, which made him furious in Yingtai Palace, and all the palace people kowtowed together, until Yinghe dared to tell him The flower branch has been broken for a long time, and it should have died long ago.

Xie Qiushi let out a "huh", all the arrogance was extinguished, the alcohol came up again, and there was a cramping pain in his stomach, he squatted down softly, like a soaked chicken with wet feathers.

At this moment, the flute music that woke him up from his dream vaguely appeared in his ears. He pinched his ears and found that it was not a hallucination.

The sound of the flute is quiet and sparse, with endless strands. When it is high-pitched, it seems to be lingering in the ear, and when it is faint, it seems to be thousands of miles away.Like someone whispering in his ear, or like a branch brushing green water, clouds sprinkled the blue sky, he stood up unknowingly, looking for the sound and leaving.

When he took the first step, the sound of the flute paused slightly, and he almost flinched because of disappointment, but the next moment, the flute music became more clear and lively, as if a hand had noticed his movement and held it He wants him to follow him.

Xie Qiushi opened his arms, and when the sleeves of his robe were blown up by the wind, he also jumped up, following the direction of the sound of the flute and walking against the wind, he was like a cheerful fairy deer, with a glimmer of light all over his body, jumping, vigorous and vigorous jump to the cliff.

"It's looking for me." Xie Qiushi thought excitedly, "It wants to see me, someone wants to see me!"

It seems that no one in this world has ever wanted to see him, and no one has ever come to him seriously with such a joyful invitation. Light and long peach blossom fragrance.

Passing through a layer of mist, he sneezed, and the familiar end of the cliff made him a little dazed—he had stood here for hundreds or thousands of years, and he thought he would stay here forever.

"Why here." He complained softly, "There is nothing here."

What Qin Lingche had said flashed through his mind like lightning: "It's far away in the sky, but it's close in front of us."

Xie Qiushi paused, he tentatively took two steps towards the place where he had been standing, but he didn't notice anything, so he had to turn around and walk in the opposite direction.

The mountains are verdant, the rocks are jagged, and the climbing vines cover the sky and the sun. Even though Yingtai Mountain has been snowed for many years, the vegetation here is always undefeated.

Xie Xianjun was bored and swept across the trembling vegetation all over the ground. When he was about to be disappointed, his eyes stood on a cluster of climbing vines that looked like a waterfall.

He thought for a while, stretched out his hand to grab the vine, and suddenly pushed it away——

Don't be fooled.

The green eyes of the lake melted and lit up like a spring day, and the heavy snow on Yingtai Mountain stopped for it. Xie Qiushi took a step forward, and a black jade flute stretched out from the side.

"It's you." Xie Qiushi said in a daze.

Seeing him, the owner of the flute seemed to be in a daze for a moment. He withdrew his hand, turned sideways, and let Xie Qiushi walk into his own small world.

"You are the one who plays the flute." Xie Qiushi closed his eyes, inhaled deeply the fragrance of the clean vegetation, opened his eyes again, and looked at the handsome man in black robe and black hair, "Do you know me? "