Longevity: The Flawless Dream

What Mingzhu Qiuxia hates the most is the current weather.Layers of red clouds covered the three lights, so dim that the distinction between day and night seemed to be blurred.The heavy snow is like feather flakes, like flying catkins, the dense and dense disturbing sight, swirling and drumming in the icy wind, and the turbid bitterness is forcefully forced into the mouth and nose along with the exhaled white steam, that kind of cool and dirty feeling, even No matter how delicate the umbrella is, no matter how tight the clothes are, no matter how abundant the inner strength is, it cannot be completely isolated.

After taking the head of the person he was going to kill on this trip, the blizzard that greeted him forced him to trek for three days in this white snowfield.The cold touch spread from the shoes to the legs and the whole body. It was hard to tell whether it was because the snow water stained the shoes and socks, or because the feet could not bear the invasion of the severe cold for three days and three nights, and gradually lost the sense of touch.In short, she is usually elegant and clean, and known as the perfect son of the Pearl, at this moment, she just wants a warm stove.

It doesn't matter how gorgeous the style is or how expensive the material is, as long as it is warm, even the clumsy stoves used by villagers and farmers are fine-it's a pity that in the snowy plain where there is no grass, this is the most luxurious treasure.

After this time, Mingzhu will never go north for the rest of her life.Feeling that fine frost had condensed on her eyebrows, Mingzhu Qiuxia made up her mind in disgust.Suddenly, a star of purple light flashed across from the corner of his eye. He paused to observe carefully, and saw a ray of purple light coming from a distance through the wind and snow, flowing with bright and vivid flavor.

Fresh and vigorous vitality, in the severe cold of the snowy field, is precisely an experience more luxurious than warmth.

Mingzhu Qiuxia immediately followed the light, passed through several snowstorms, and crossed several ice ravines, and a beautiful and plain house appeared on the snow peak.The purlins are carved out of ice, the railings are carved of jade, and a wind chime is hung from the corner of the eaves.

The bright purple brilliance full of life force seen by Mingzhu Qiuxia just now through the heavy snow curtain is actually emitted by this bell that is only the size of a palm. This is a strange thing that ordinary people can hardly imagine.But behind the beautiful and beautiful ice jade railings, there is actually a tall pile of fluff, which is even more strange.

The footsteps of Mingzhu Qiuxia standing still stirred up a circle of splashing snow and mist, it was really cold, so he saw that the pile of furry suddenly trembled a few times violently as if sneezing from the cold, and half of the hair was exposed in the gap that opened slowly. A thin face.

Away from the curtain of fluffy snow, he saw a pair of clear and desolate eyes.

The whistling wind outside the umbrella and the rustling snow on the umbrella seemed to be cut off from the world in an instant.He was stunned at the same place, and for a moment, he intuitively felt that the flawless state that he had been pursuing all his life was clearly displayed in front of his eyes. As for what day and night, where and where he was, all of them lost their meaning.

Those eyes filled with a bottomless ocean of laziness opened slightly for a glance, and the owner of the eyes raised his head immediately, and the pile of fur fell down to his shoulders, finally revealing the entire face that was densely covered.His body was thin and his skin was thin and wrinkled. No matter how he looked at him, he looked like a sick and decayed old man, but his eyes were radiant and brilliant.The more withered the face, the more impeccably perfect the eyes are. The extreme oldness and the extreme beauty are concentrated on the same face. Under the reflection of the two, it does not feel ugly, but is full of beauty from the inside out. There is an indescribable sense of remoteness.

"You..." Mingzhu Qiuxia has been around for many years, and she has extraordinary experience, but she has never seen such a strange face.Under the shock of the shock, there was only time to say a word.

The man moved only once, but was already exhausted by this tiny movement, and simply leaned back on the railing again, shouting: "There is a guest, open the door!" The voice was very young, and it was an indistinguishable voice. The lines are bright and beautiful, some are empty and some are clean, and there is a faint vibrato at the end, and the fine parts actually have a bit of delicate and fluent charm, which is incompatible with that decayed appearance.

The door behind the man opened a line, and the light of the candles gushed out immediately, and then widened into a warm river of light. The figure of a woman in white clothes and snow sleeves flashed to the side of the door, but she could not see her face, only heard her voice: "Guest please."

Mingzhu Qiuxia was about to take a step, when she caught a glimpse of the half-wet shoes under her feet, and the clean and dust-free bamboo steps not far away, stepping on these few steps, even if it is the most exquisite lightness kung fu, it will inevitably fall a few big bumps on the smooth steps Footprints in mud and water, this is really a heinous crime for a clean freak.While hesitating, he suddenly felt a gust of wind passing by, and the moisture on the shoes, clothes, and bamboo umbrella had been evaporated, and the man by the railing stretched out a hand from the furry cloak, apparently Its handwriting.

Only those who are also cleanliness can understand the significance of just now's helping hand.Mingzhu Qiuxia jumped onto the corridor, and thanked that person sincerely.The man waved his hand and said weakly: "This old bone is useless, but after listening to Xue Yin for a while, it froze. If you really want to thank you, please help me out from the railing Take it down and move it into the house—by the way, what do you call it?"

"...Mingzhu Qiuxia." After confirming that the person was not stained with half a piece of filthy snow, Mingzhu Qiuxia immediately carried him to the door with the super thick plush cloak.The man was really very thin, with thick fur, he could barely feel his bones, and all he felt in his hands was the weight of the clothes, which seemed to be negligible for the weight of a human body.But he was thin and thin, but the man was obviously talkative: "It turns out that you are the third son of the flawless son in the blood list. It is a real fate to meet you in this far-off place. I am a little younger than you in terms of age. Dare to call you son." How about a 'Brother Mingzhu'?"

It is really not a pleasant experience to be called brother by an old man, but being stared at by those flawless eyes, Mingzhu Qiuxia couldn't say no to it.The wine utensils had been set up in the house, and the snow-clothed woman stepped forward to take off the mantle without a sound, placed him on the main seat, and sat beside him silently, pouring a cup of hot wine .The man drank it all in one gulp, a faint color of blood rose and disappeared on his pale cheeks, but his eyes became more and more lively and bright, as if all the vitality and blood in his body had been sucked by those eyes.Even so, the man seemed to have regained two points of strength, and said with a slight smile: "I heard Xia, just now I urgently need hot wine to warm up, and lost my composure due to thirst, Brother Mingzhu, don't laugh at me." Snow Clothes Girl, "Young disciple, five colors."

The snow-clothed woman named Wu Se made a salute, and stepped forward to ask for flaws for Mingzhu.The rhinoceros horn wine cup is as heavy as black gold, carved with ferocious animal faces, and the ear of the cup is as bright as silver crystals, and the wine in the cup sparkles under the candlelight, and the fragrance is overflowing, with a thick and sincere flavor. glamorous.Wen Xia said, "Brother Mingzhu, please try the beer wine I brewed in my spare time."

Mingzhu Qiuxia is also a person who loves wine, and the cups and utensils he uses on weekdays are all exquisite. If he is an expert in the doorway, he will be even more amazed by the set Wen Xia set up: "The smell is sweet and bitter, and this wine is really delicious. Your Excellency brewing?"

"Personal hobby, if you don't go on stage, you can use it to warm up your body on this cold night when drops of water turn into ice." Wen Xia seems to be very fond of laughing. The wrinkles on his forehead are as deep as knives, but his eyes are very young and fresh, smiling slightly. When he bends and smiles, he is as beautiful as a bright and bright crescent moon, so that Mingzhu Qiuxia will always look at him unconsciously, "It's a pity that Wuse doesn't like things in the cup. Drinking alone is really boring. Fortunately, it can be used to treat Brother Mingzhu, and it is not useless. in the end."

Mingzhu Qiuxia Langxiu's brows relaxed.He wants to be warm, and a warm and clean room will appear in front of him; he wants to drink, and the excellent wine will be delivered to his door.All these thoughts come too easily, only Wen Xia's old and withered face is the only stain in this perfection, but that face has the only perfect eyes he has ever seen in his life ...

Whether it's a white jade with slight flaws, or bright flowers growing above the aversion to cold and desolation, Mingzhu Qiuxia is suddenly a little confused.

Wen Xia didn't seem to be aware of what was on his mind, and only followed the hospitable habit of persuading him to drink. After drinking for three rounds, he arranged exquisite snacks and fruits to accompany the wine. Wu Se, who was sitting in the shadow beside him, even played a flute for the two of them. played a song.Her technique is so superb that Su Ling, who has been famous in the world for her wonderful voice in recent years, is probably inferior by three points. She only listens to the low-pitched sound of the flute, which is as clear and subtle as a star, and the ups and downs are like thousands of valleys. At the place, I can't help hitting the festival and singing:

"There are cliffs in high mountains, and branches in forests. Worry has nowhere to go, and nobody knows it."

"Life is like a post, why worry so much? I am not happy now, and the years are like a gallop."

"The soup is flowing, and there is a boat in it. It turns thin with the waves, and some are like tourists."

"Ride my good horse, and let me lighten my fur. Carry on and drive, and talk to forget your worries."

The song was generous and carefree, but his frail body obviously couldn't bear such agitated emotions. As soon as he finished singing, he fell on Wu Se's shoulders as if exhausted, his forehead was covered with sweat, and he closed his eyes for a long time before opening them.The high-hanging bead lamp casts soft and bright light into his eyes, reflecting the elegant string songs settled behind the prosperity of thousands of years.

Mingzhu Qiuxia withdrew her eyes in a daze: "If brother Wen is a woman..." He was a little dazed, "I must have been very beautiful and flawless when I was young."

When the words settled down, he finally sorted out the sense of melancholy in his heart.The clothes are gorgeous, the manner is suave, and the words are romantic. If the description is not too old, Wen Xia can really be described as "perfect".Just now, his every word, smile, and every action fell into the eyes of Mingzhu Qiuxia, which made him obsessed with thinking, what kind of flawless person should this person be in his prime?

But what he met was Wen Xia who was no longer young.

Meet late and hate.

Wen Xia drank another glass of wine, different from Mingzhu Qiuxia's elegant sip, he drank like a very hungry beast biting its food, Meng Lang looked rude.The hot wine entered the throat, and the blood on the cheeks appeared and disappeared. Hearing this, he slapped the table as if he had heard some unimaginable joke, and laughed loudly: "If I am a woman, given the situation of no one in the field tonight, There are only female relatives and no males in Mingfengxuan, Brother Mingzhu is afraid that he will be sent to the porch to warm himself by the fire."

He laughed so ecstatically that Mingzhu Qiuxia's expression turned ugly: "Brother Wen thinks my words are ridiculous?"

Wen Xia had already lost her strength from laughing, and she lay softly on the side of the table and said, "Actually, if I really are a daughter, to be honest, I would prefer those who are majestic, dignified and masculine, brother Ming Zhu with looks like that, With a smile, he glanced at Mingzhu Qiuxia's gentle and smooth eyebrows, and sighed solemnly, "It's too gentle and weak after all."

"I don't know what kind of appearance is a good man in the eyes of Brother Wen?" Knowing that it was just a joking remark when pushing a cup to change a cup, but his self-confident and flawless appearance was simply dismissed as the word "meek and weak", If it weren't for the fact that the other party had a pair of good eyes, Mingzhu would almost get angry for seeking flaws.

Wen Xia seemed unaware of the sword intent drawn from the swordsman's body, with only a distressed and contemplative look in his eyes, he patted his forehead lightly for a long while: "Brother Mingzhu has been famous in the world for a long time, naturally he has a lot of experience, I don't know if I can see it." A laugh from the former master of the Pit of Sin, Kuanglong?"

Mingzhu Qiuxia had an ominous premonition in his heart: "I have seen a stone statue of this person in the ruins of the sinful pit."

"It's the same with me." Wen Xia drank the amber liquid in the wine jue. He was seventy percent drunk, and his flowing eyes were full of joy and intoxication. It is majestic, majestic and majestic, and the most rare thing is that it is very tasteful. Although it is only a stone statue, it can be seen that he must have been a burly and correct man in his life. Such a strange and extraordinary man was the one who had the perfect heart when he was young. A model of the flawless man."

He continued to say, "That pectoral muscle, that tattoo, and that unique braid... Tsk tsk."

Full of daydreams suddenly vanished, and Mingzhu was speechless for a while.He suddenly discovered that Wen Xia's biggest shortcoming was not his loss of youth, but his devastating blindness.

The author has something to say: When Calvin was here, his brains came together, and I would like to thank fellow Daoist Guo Yunge who contributed their brains

Wen Xia is flawless

Well, thanks to Saitama and Xianliang for the two dear mines

Excerpts of poems sung by Wen Xia are selected from Cao Cao's "Good Deeds"