Cinderella: The Legend of Yunhua

On Zhishui Peak, Song Xishu broke through the mountain guards and stepped into the peak with the formation law in his hand.

On that day, Wen Haoran sent Lian Que away, so he went to the Sutra Hall in Outer Mountain to find Elder Yang who issued a mission order, intending to find a disciple from Outer Mountain to go to Zhishui Peak to take care of Mo Yunhua's daily life.

On a normal day, with Mo Yunhua's reputation, it would naturally be a dream job. It was only when Mo Yunhua violated the sect rules that he was severely punished. Relying on it, I still hope that one day I will show off my glory in the martial arts field and leap into the Dragon Gate. In this sensitive period, everyone thinks it is not appropriate to rashly show favor to an inner sect who has just offended the head of the sect. No one cares about it on the taskbar.

In this way, it was cheaper for Song Xishu, as no one was fighting for it, he Shi Shiran picked up the task card, and followed Wen Haoran to Zhishui Peak.

Since the farewell to Zhishui Peak that year, he has not seen Mo Yunhua for many years.

That day when Mo Yunhua was punished at Bixia Peak, he also heard it from hearsay. Although he was worried in every way, he didn't have the chance to see Mo Yunhua. As such, he was worried day and night, thinking about how to find an excuse to visit Zhishui Peak.Unexpectedly, blessings descended from the sky, one day when he went to Elder Yang to go to Bigu Dan as usual, he accidentally saw the signboard of Zhishui Peak handyman hanging on the taskbar, so he took off the taskboard without hesitation. It surprised the outer disciples of the same period.

He didn't know how seriously Mo Yunhua was injured until he saw it with his own eyes at Zhishui Peak. It has been more than half a year since he was punished, and Mo Yunhua is still bedridden, with pink and purple new flesh growing on the injured part of his back, which is uneven. It was uneven and pitted, like countless worms curled up on its back, extremely ugly.

Hearing from Wen Haoran, if the scars on the back were not obtained by the elixir, they might not be able to recover.Song Xishu stood silently listening to Wen Haoran explaining the rules, looking at this shocking scar, on the one hand he was angry because Lian Que left the teacher's school when Mo Yunhua was seriously injured, and on the other hand because he got a He secretly rejoiced at the opportunity to get close to Mo Yunhua, because people really have complicated hearts and it's hard to tell right from wrong.

Mo Yunhua has been cultivating for many years and has a withdrawn personality. In the past, when he was not accompanied by Lian Que, he lived here alone for many years. Later, he had Lian Que, and after many years of companionship, warmth grew in his life. But, this The rare warmth is like the hibiscus tree, they depend on each other and rely on each other, except for the lack of refinement, it doesn't necessarily have any relationship with others.

Although Song Xishu was ordered by Wen Haoran to come to Zhishui Peak to take care of Mo Yunhua, but Mo Yunhua never ordered him to do so. As soon as it was night, he sent him away from the mountain and never kept him. Feng does not keep outsiders, and his attitude is so flat that it is impossible to force people to stay.

On this day, Song Xishu arrived at Zhishui Peak early as usual.He is currently in the middle stage of Qi refining, and he still can't control the flying magic weapon. The valley on the outer mountain is more than a hundred miles away from Zhishui Peak, but he can only walk on foot, in order to come to Zhishui Peak at sunrise to get some heat for Mo Yunhua. The water was changed for washing and the medicine was added, and he went out at Yin time every day and traveled all the way across the mountains.

Because of this, he was also made fun of by a group of outer disciples.Everyone knows that he was a high-ranking prince in the mortal world before he came to Shangqingmen, but they never knew the relationship between him and Mo Yunhua. In the inner sect, they took no time to press their condescending hot face against other people's cold buttocks.

Song Xishu was quite calm about these mockings. Over the years, he had been thinking about Mo Yunhua, and the more time passed, the emotions that grew in his heart became like an old wine buried in the soil and silently fermented. Nong, when the night is quiet, even if it is only occasionally aroused by a little emotion, it will be drunk and intoxicated.

Some loves in this world are just like this, the more you think about it, the more beautiful it becomes, and the more you think about it, the more urgent it becomes.

Song Xishu's thoughts on Mo Yunhua were like this, once he fell, he couldn't extricate himself.

It's just that there are many rules in the Shangqing School, even if he has all sorts of romantic feelings, seeing Mo Yunhua's cold face, he can only be depressed in his heart, dare not speak out, for fear of creating a rift, not to mention being close, even saying hello when we meet All affection is gone.

As the sun was rising, Song Xishu had already made hot water and walked into the cave with a basin in his hand.

Mo Yunhua lay sideways on the stone platform and slept lightly. He received a letter from Lianque Ziguixu yesterday, saying that he had found Liuyun, but now Liuyun has no spiritual consciousness, and the demon core is broken. He needed to find a way to heal Liuyun, he might not be able to come back in a year or so, and told him to take good care of himself, although there were not many words in the process, but every word was cherished, which taught him a lot of aftertaste.

That's right, these days, he has been stuck on the stone platform all day long, unable to practice and feels exhausted.In the past, with Lian Que by his side, occasionally talking, occasionally playing the piano, those days were like still water flowing deep, and he only felt peaceful and quiet. Now that Lian Que is gone, his days suddenly seem to be filled with a lot of idleness , Heart - suddenly empty.

When he was bored, Song Xishu walked in with hot water, and called softly from behind, "Mo Zhenjun, I brought hot water."

Mo Yunhua stood up and said softly, "Understood, I'll do it myself, you go out first."

Song Xishu sighed softly, and walked out of the room silently.He has been taking care of Mo Yunhua for the past six months. Although he has to clean himself and change his dressings every day, Mo Yunhua never lends his help. Kicked out of the door, wiped himself and changed his dressing alone, and never labored for others.

When there was no movement in the room, Song Xishu turned around and returned to the stone room, and couldn't help asking, "Mo Zhenjun, why are you so attached to me? We have known each other for a long time, and we are both men. There is no need to avoid..."

Mo Yunhua straightened his clothes and said, "I have lived alone for a long time, and I don't like others to help me."

"It's the same with Brother Lian?" Song Xishu asked.

Mo Yunhua raised his eyes, frowned slightly, and said, "Why should I tell you about my private affairs?"

Song Xishu didn't expect Mo Yunhua to be so direct, and he froze in place with an embarrassed expression on his face.

"You come with me." Mo Yunhua led Song Xishu to the piano room, pointed to the Yaoqin placed on the piano stand, and said, "You have taken care of me for more than half a year, and I am grateful. Now, I am mostly healed , you don’t need to come to Zhishui Peak from tomorrow, and you will save yourself the pain of traveling back and forth. The violins here are all made by myself in my spare time. I bought one as a reward. To practice the art of sound attack in the sect, having a Lingqin in your hand is very helpful to your cultivation. In the future, when your cultivation base improves, you can find good materials and refine it again."

After finishing his speech, before Song Xishu could respond, Mo Yunhua snatched the formation and decree pinned to Song Xishu's waist.

Song Xishu didn't expect Mo Yunhua to dismiss him decisively without even saying a heart-warming word. After all his thoughts were wasted, he was angry and embarrassing. He said, "Mo Zhenjun, I didn't come here to take care of you because I wanted you to have a harp next to me, but because I thought that you were injured and there was no one to take care of you. I have come to Shangqingmen for these years. One thing, this world of cultivating immortals is no different from the mortal world. When I saw Mo Zhenjun that day, I admired him in my heart. I only know that immortals are like Zhenjun. But the way of tranquility and emptiness can be comprehended by ordinary people? Most people are not mediocre, obsessed with resentment, filled with desires, addicted to impermanence and suffering, unable to extricate themselves, and their desire to seek Tao is nothing more than chatter. After being punished, I really didn't see the face of the world. Which one is not heart-like, wise and safe, and the real king is eager to find his mother. How can it be a big crime to look at the Haotian mirror? A banner of indifference to life and death is held in the door. In fact, he is extremely indifferent. If everyone on the avenue looks like this, it is useless to me to ask for it! I came here to take care of the real gentleman's daily life, just relying on my heart, the real gentleman does not need to give me the Lingqin, this is went!"

As he spoke, he brushed off his sleeve robe and rushed down the mountain.It's just that along the way, Song Xishu was both annoyed and remorseful. What was annoyed was Mo Yunhua's attitude towards him, and what was regretful was that he shouldn't have rejected the Lingqin out of loyalty. After all, that piano was made by Mo Yunhua himself. Lingqin, if you can keep it by your side, at least it's just a thought.It's just that things have come to this, how can it be difficult to teach him?

I only blame myself for not being able to see through the common thoughts of the world of mortals, so I resent and hate society, love parting, and can't get what I want...

This time, the matter of Zhishui Peak is just an episode in the mountains. Since Mo Yunhua recovered from his injuries, he still practiced hard day and night, so this will be omitted.

The author has something to say: Although a little short

But luckily we caught up on time

is a complete chapter

Even though it is short, it still needs to be an independent chapter

Interlude in the middle

because actually i want to say

How humble is love

Only when you love someone who will not love you at all, you will know that the following chapters are about refining the father and saving the father

This chapter is here, I think it is still necessary