[Red Mansion] The First Immortal of the Three Realms

As if drowning, the whole person is immersed in chaos, nothing can be seen, nothing can be touched, the ears are filled with the sound of wind and ethereal singing madly pouring in, something is slowly approaching in a trance, and it is about to touch it again. Time gradually drifted away until it dissipated in a silent place.

When she woke up again, Daiyu was in Sanniang's Huayue Tower.

After returning to the immortal body, she was rarely so tired, but this time she fell asleep for a long time for no reason.

Seeing her wake up, the female ghost waiting aside happily ran down to call Mei Sanniang.

In response to the little girl's noise, Daiyu lowered her eyebrows and looked for her memory secretly, only then did she realize that she had been in a coma for many days.

Daiyu frowned slightly, and tried to sit up and adjust her breathing, but after a while of luck, she didn't find anything unusual, as if she just had a peaceful sleep.

When Mei Sanniang came in, Daiyu was looking at her palm in a daze.

The other shore flower is the divine flower of the Three Realms. When it is in full bloom, it has a strange fragrance. If it touches the skin, the fragrance can last for several months.Now the lingering fragrance is wrapped around the tip of the nose, it can't be scattered, it can't be broken, and the strange fragrance is condensed, like a guide when traveling to the underworld.

Daiyu's hand suddenly trembled slightly, the sudden movement startled Sanniang, and asked tentatively: "Young lady kept thinking about Zi in her dream last night, but is she an old friend?"

The heart suddenly missed a beat, and the thoughts that had been suppressed all the time were like a butterfly breaking out of the cocoon. The moment it spread its wings, all kinds of past events emerged in front of it, and gradually merged into a person's name——

Rhododendron.

After saying goodbye at that time, how is the old man now?

Daiyu caressed her chest, but couldn't find the answer.

One day in the sky, one year in the world, after several turnovers, human beings' fragile lifespan like dead leaves has been destroyed several times in the cold wind of fate, and in the end some people are just a flash in the pan, and that's all.

It is easy to remember, but extremely difficult to find.

"Maybe the girl is in a bad mood?" Mei Sanniang smiled, her eyes filled with tenderness like water.

As the proprietress in Huayue Tower, she gradually got used to taking care of the emotions of the people around her. Although the people in front of her were fairies who were highly respected in the three worlds, she had also seen the dazed and helpless appearance of fairies alone in the middle of the night.

Presumably, people have their troubles, and God also has his sorrows.

Daiyu shook her head lightly, restraining her thoughts habitually.

Mei Sanniang pondered for a moment, and then boldly asked softly.

"After Xiaoqian and Mr. Ning left that day, I saw that the girl was not in a good mood. I thought there was something on her mind. The girl persuaded me at the time, why should I be bored now?"

Daiyu was startled, then raised her head, just in time to meet Shang Sanniang's earnest expression, and finally laughed

This smile swept away the haze for a moment, and also found a direction for herself.

Time has changed, and she has long forgotten how long she has existed in the Three Realms, whether it is a hundred years, a thousand years, or even longer.

No matter how far away the memory can be traced back, what worries her now is a certain period of time during the calamity.

She considers herself not a free and easy person, and even after returning to heaven, she still cannot completely let go of some memories.

Unable to endure Sanniang's repeated acts of coquettishness, Daiyu thought for a moment, then used magic power to hide the three of them, then searched for their homeland, and went to the original Rongguo Mansion.

But now that time has passed and the buildings are empty, the Rongguo Mansion has become an old house.

The yard is covered with dead branches and leaves, which seem to be blown away by the wind.

Daiyu walked in the front, and the past scenes automatically reappeared in her mind:

She used to enjoy flowers here, eat wine with girls there, and seem to have seen a play here, which girl got drunk here, who fluttered butterflies here, and where she was buried flower……

Nie Zheng and Mei Sanniang followed her at the end, listening to her talk about the past in a cold tone, until the three of them stopped in Xiaoxiang Hall, their former residence.

The gravel road was flooded with weeds, and the green bamboos were flourishing. As far as the eye could see, it was full of emerald green, which was the only vitality in the whole yard.

Daiyu raised her hand and brushed past the courtyard door, the flowers and plants she had taken care of in the past, passed through the gauze curtain, she looked at the birdcage hanging on the porch, and seemed to be able to hear the parrot learning a wisecrack.

Going further inside, I stopped in front of the old desk, and I could vaguely see a girl in purple shirt grinding by her side, while she lowered her head, writing some thoughts on the paper.

Daiyu's heart moved, she walked to the bookshelf with small steps, raised her hand to feel for a while, and then took out a piece of paper folded into the size of a palm from the corner.

"This is..." Mei Sanniang asked late, and seeing that Daiyu's hands were covered with dust from looking for this thing, she hurriedly took out the handkerchief and gave it to her.

"A poem written in the past." Daiyu took advantage of the situation and stuffed the paper into Sanniang's hand, and said, "Go to the yard and burn this thing."

From the beginning to the end, she never opened it, and didn't take a second look.

Mei Sanniang turned around and looked at Nie Zheng, hesitantly said: "Aren't you going to keep the girl? Just take it as a thought, and it's worth coming here."

Daiyu turned around, leaving them with a back view, but her voice was inaudible.

"Forget it, people are no longer the people they used to be, and what to do with their things."

Mei Sanniang let things go, she was naturally afraid of fire, so she stood on the porch and stared at Nie Zheng.

There was only a thin piece of paper, and Nie Zheng burned it up with a little spell, and the remaining ashes were all taken away by any gust of wind.

Now there is really nothing left.

After leaving the Rongguo Mansion, Daiyu walked slowly, as if reluctant to give up, she couldn't help looking back, but when she turned around, she felt dizzy for a while, and another picture suddenly appeared in her mind.

In the dark underworld, little will-o'-the-wisps radiate blue-green light, and a woman in white runs wildly along Huangquan.

The woman was barefoot, and her body was seriously injured. As she ran, blood dripped on the Bianhua flowers on the bank of Huangquan. Those flowers seemed to have absorbed nutrients suddenly, and instantly grew a few inches taller and bloomed. The flowers bloom more and more coquettishly.

The woman in white had no time to take care of it, and ran all the way to the main hall, grabbing the Sequoia woman in the main hall, and talking anxiously.

When the screen turned, two shadows, one white and one red, were running on Huangquan Road, as if they were looking for someone...

At the end of the picture is the long Naihe Bridge. Looking all the way across, there is a purple figure at the end of the bridge.

Miss Ameng...

Daiyu tried her best to control her mind and made up her mind that she would go to the underworld again.

After bidding farewell to Sanniang and Nie Zheng, Daiyu went to the underworld alone again.

This time for no other reason, the appearance of the other shore flower vaguely awakened a small part of memory.

Daiyu is sure that before the catastrophe, she must have an extraordinary relationship with Zijuan and the red-shirted woman. If the memory can be erased, it can be retrieved again.

As soon as he entered the gate of ghosts, he saw ghosts black and ghosts arguing at the door.

Xiaobai was crying, and the whisk in his hand was blown away by him: "They said it wasn't me, and I'm not on duty today, so I don't have time to care about those brats, it must be Xue Ke!"

Xiao Hei looked indifferent, and a cold light flashed behind the big knife behind him, and he smiled sinisterly: "I can't say anything about you? Besides you, who can talk so much?"

Xiaobai stomped anxiously, his face full of dissatisfaction: "Which guy Xue Ke talked less than me? Bah, I'm not convinced!"

Xiao Hei glanced at it slowly, "If you don't accept it, just bear it."

Xiaobai suddenly became anxious, and was about to argue with her, when he turned around, he saw Daiyu who was holding back a smile, blushing, and immediately stood up straight.

Xiao Hei was curious about why he suddenly had a positive shape, when he heard Xiao Bai greet him earnestly: "Fairy, I haven't seen you for a few days, and the fairy is still radiant. I don't know which gust of wind brought the fairy here."

Xiao Hei tugged at his mouth very slightly.

Daiyu responded lightly, "I've come to ask you for a favor."

Xiao Hei and Xiao Bai looked at each other, turned their heads tacitly, and took her to the trial without saying a word.

Xue Ke's gaze swept over Xiaobai and Xiaohe, and finally stopped on the expressionless Fairy Crimson Pearl.

It's the headache master again.

Xue Ke was tired, and while sharply slapping the reconciled ghost envoy couple with his eyes, he pretended to be calm and opened his mouth slowly.

"Our temple is small, what can we do for the fairy?"

Daiyu raised her eyes and stared at him closely. Just when Xue Ke couldn't help asking Xiao Hei for help, Daiyu asked slowly.

"Xue Ke, did I know you very well before?"

"This……"

Xue Ke rolled his eyes and replied, "It's not too familiar."

Daiyu frowned slightly, without denying it, and continued to ask, "Are there many female officials in the underworld?"

"A lot." Xue Ke raised his eyebrows, but there was a smile in his eyes.

"The hidden woman on the Wangxiang Terrace is the number one scenery on the Wangxiang Terrace. There are also Miss Wangmei in the Wild Ghost Village, the Queen in the Palace of Misty Souls, Po Meng on the Naihe Bridge, and Miss Huang Yin by the Yellow Spring. , who is the fairy looking for?"

Daiyu was stunned.

Xiaobai proudly said: "Actually, there were not so many female officials in the underworld, until a second in command came, perhaps because they thought the underworld was boring, so they selected a group of female officials one after another."

Xue Ke raised his finger and pointed at Xiao Hei, "Well, this is how he came here."

Gui Shihei raised his hand and knocked his hand down.

Daiyu asked again: "I remember you said that Ameng was going to experience calamity at the beginning, but now she has entered reincarnation, can you find out where she is now?"

Xue Ke was about to speak, when Daiyu added indifferently, "Don't say such nonsense about asking the God of Justice, if I can find him, can I still come here?"

In a word, it is straightforward.

Opening the reincarnation scroll, several heads lined up behind Xue Ke.

Flipping through several pages of the withered and yellow paper, I finally found Ameng's name.

As soon as he entered the underworld, he became a ghost messenger of the underworld, and all his past was erased, and all reincarnations began with Ameng.

On the first page, she is either a soldier who was killed by a sword on the battlefield, or a princess who was forced to marry, or an official lady who lives on the street. Fate seems to never give her a good death...

Turning another page, the first line is two familiar characters - Zicuckoo.

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The author has something to say:

Whether it's Miss Zijuan or Miss Ameng, they have more than a little contact with Daiyu and Fairy Jiangzhu.

This part is about the Zicuckoo after reincarnation.

The past of Ameng and Fairy Jiangzhu will be revealed one by one after the memories are restored~