Longevity: The Flawless Dream
Chapter 58
The cold wind on the top of the snow-capped mountain blows again and again, causing pain to the face for half a minute, and the reason is also "blown" by the ice-knife-like wind to return to the basket.
She has already chased after her, even if she is embarrassed to death, at least...you have to let the big beauty know what you want, right?After thinking over and over in his heart for half a minute, he finally spoke in what he thought was the most chic tone: "Are you in a better mood?"
Lian Wuxia leaned on Qingya and turned her eyes sideways. Under the cold and bright moonlight, her eyes were as shining as the moon under the ice and snow of the jade pot.
With her expectation, the suave and suave piled up in half a minute were exhausted, so she could only say in a low voice: "Are you still sad?" Seeing that Lian Wuxia turned his head back, he could only sit aside and talk to himself, "Leaving without saying hello, and staying in such a cold place for so long, it's obviously sad... Everyone is worried about you."
In fact, if you are sad, I can lend you half a shoulder at any time.He wanted to say this, but he opened and closed his mouth several times, but he couldn't speak, so he punched himself quietly several times in anger.
On the other side, Lian Wuxia was already fascinated.She was still young when Xuanzong fell, and when she learned the news from Lian Emei, she was naturally depressed at that time, but after all, she had never witnessed it with her own eyes, and felt that those people and things were like sleeping on her own strings when she was young Like a beautiful butterfly, it is beautifully and serenely sealed in a certain vivid moment in life, as long as a soft call, it will open the sleeping eyes.
This feeling was so vivid that as she got older, she gradually thought that Xuanzong was actually as brilliant and prosperous as she remembered, but only existed in a distant place.As long as you don't pursue, don't miss, then all the separation and life and death will no longer exist and will no longer happen.
Until Jianzi's playful joke broke her illusory dream of self-deception.
A corner of the fragile ice wall shattered, and a torrent of huge and complex memories came crashing down.The old suzerain's goatee that opened and closed with his chin when he spoke, Bai Xuepiao's bangs that exploded when he was quarreled by the second generation of Xuan, the bright red tassels swaying on the sideburns dyed by red clouds, and the outstanding and clear eyebrows of the ocher army , Cang's slender fingers brushing the strings of the wind, the wind and clouds hanging down from the sky, the auspicious light leaping under the feet of the innate, the magnolia flower held in the palm of Xiaodaotong...
Thousands of fates always gather and disperse, impermanent retting on the water.Looking back, there is no place to find, and there is nothing but ashes.
Inexplicable emotions dominated her to flee quickly, and dominated her to play the mournful flute over and over again.If not, she would be suffocated in the endless memories.
It turns out that's what sadness feels like.She thought a little dazedly, perhaps not only sadness, but also longing.
Peeking at the silhouette of Lian Wuxia's Jingxiu for half a minute, the worries about gains and losses suddenly settled like spring wind and rain.He grabbed a handful of snow, rolled it into a ball and threw it far into the depths of the night: "Lian Changsheng, there is something I've been wanting to tell you for a while."
Lian Wuxia regained consciousness slightly and looked over.
Looking back for half a minute, for the first time in his life, he firmly met those shining pupils.
Lian Wuxia gave birth to a pair of beautiful eyes, the pupils are crystal clear, cut out from the depths of the cold river to clear the light and shadow of the stars and the moon, the brows and eyelashes are brightly red, the ends of the eyes are slightly raised, and the arc is extremely soft It is beautiful, and clearly reveals an indescribable secluded charm.Those are the most beautiful eyes I have seen in a few years of living. They are eyes that cannot be imagined and described by all the gentlemen's daydreaming. Look away from yourself.
The words that were about to come out of my mouth suddenly couldn't be recalled anymore. It wasn't until Lian Wuxia's eyes showed curiosity that he realized his gaffe. "I... I, I, ah! You... What do you think of me?"
"Okay." Concise and concise is a flawless language style.
"Really? That's great!" After jumping for a while, he lowered his voice and asked tentatively, "Are there any shortcomings?"
Lian Wuxia hesitated.Half a minute and immediately said: "Just say it. Loyalty is honey, and half a minute is determined to become a perfect person!"
Seeing that he was so sincerely aiming at perfecting his own personality, Lian Wuxia did not evade his words, and wrote frankly: "Your shortcoming is that you are too weak."
Weak?The unexpected answer caused Ban Min to twitch bangs angrily: "How can I not be weak? Uh, I don't mean anything else, just... practicing, practicing Daoist, you have to give me a direction to learn, right?" When people got anxious, the "Lian Changsheng" who changed his words so easily retracted back to "Lian Daochang" like this.
Temperament is such an ambiguous concept that it is difficult to convey clearly in words. It is better to use someone who is familiar with each other as an example, but among the people who have known each other for half a minute, which one is considered heroic?Lian Wuxia began to think seriously.Seeing that she was having a hard time thinking about it for half a minute, she took the initiative to guess: "The way of Shu?" The strongest martial idiot, the founder of the way of chivalry, who overthrew Tianshang, fought Jiuyou, and bloodthirsty, isn't he heroic enough?
However, Lian Wuxia shook his head.
After half a minute, he guessed again: "Master of Buddha Sword?" The violent nature of killing to protect life, and the extraordinary temperament of killing hidden in compassion, are they heroic enough?She didn't want to practice Wuxia and was still shaking her head.
"Ah? Isn't that enough?" He died for half a minute.
Fortunately, when he mentioned the Buddhist sword, Lian Wuxia finally remembered a suitable example.
So she saw half a minute and ran away with an "ow".
In the early morning, the thin sunlight shines down, the glacier is cold and cold, and the snow-white figure walks step by step, looking very lonely.
Waiting eagerly for the result, Wuren, who had been waiting all night, yawned and nestled into Shu Daoxing's arms: "Grandpa, it seems that elder brother still failed."
"How is things going?" Shu Daoxing asked with concern.
For half a minute, his face was full of despair: "The big beauty thinks I'm not heroic enough."
Wu Ren rubbed his frozen little face: "That's not easy? Brother, you should ask grandpa for advice, and you will definitely be able to develop a relaxed and steady manliness!"
She took a deep breath for half a minute, with a heartbroken look like she was trapped in a nightmare: "Shu Daoxing and Buddha Sword Master are not the models of heroic men in her mind."
"They are not considered heroic, so who counts?" Wu Ren was taken aback, and his sleepiness was swept away.
For half a minute, I wanted to cry but had no tears: "The magic dragon sacrifices to the sky!"
"He has tattoos, horns and scales!"
silence.
long silence.
Finally, Wuren's sympathetic voice was mixed with suffocated laughter: "It seems that you really have no hope, big brother. Alas! There is no grass anywhere in the world, and the sentimental is always annoyed by the ruthless-isn't it lovelorn? What kind of man won’t lose his love once or twice? Brother don’t cry, Wu Ren’s shoulder can be borrowed by you at any time.”
In half a minute: "... Get out!"
Wuren Tuanzi rolled away happily.
After finishing his mood, he went back to the Buddha Hall together with Wuren and Shu Daoxing dejectedly, where the little living Buddha was drinking a bowl of buttered tea with everyone.Seeing them coming in, they cast their gazes one after another.Lian Wuxia's eyes were particularly concerned. She sincerely proposed the Dragon Sacrifice as a goal to improve her manliness in a short time, but she didn't expect his reaction to be so drastic. Presumably the medicine was too strong and she needed to calm down It can be digested, and I don't know how he will benefit after calming down for a night?
Deliberately avoiding Lian Wuxia's gaze for half a minute, Wu Ren tilted his head to look at him, then at Lian Wuxia, and sighed like a little adult.Daoxing Shu saw that there was no Buddhist sword or sword in the seat, and asked, "Where are the Buddha's sword and sword?"
"I have already left first." This time, three-quarters of the time he spoke, he had a full night's rest, during which time he was poured with countless secret medicines of Liufa Tiangong, and several Ajali from Tiangong took turns to cast spells, Fortunately, he was dragged back before stepping into the gate of hell.The blood of the bloodthirsty in his body was not left to him at all, and now he is only supported by a quarter of the blood of the gods and demons from the matrilineal side. Most of them, and I don't know when they will be able to raise them back.Fortunately, the bloodthirsty lineage has been lost, and there is no danger of turning into the most hated bloodthirsty. For him, it is a mixed blessing.
Thinking of Jianzi's previous theory of luck, Shu Daoxing nodded, and Fang wanted to say goodbye, but Lian Wuxia got up and said goodbye first, and Wuren ran over in amazement: "Aunt Changsheng, won't you go home with us?" ?”
Lian Wuxia shook his head naturally.Yemeigang was originally the place where she lingered because of business, how could it be called home?Now that the five benevolent people are growing up, the bloodthirsty people have disappeared, and the evil soldiers guard the disaster, she naturally doesn't have to go back.She should have left early in the morning, but she only stayed for a while when she was worried about madness and ran away. Now seeing the calm expression in the middle of the day, she felt relieved, and it was time to leave.
"Then will you come back to see us?" Wuren asked with wide eyes.Lian Wuxia slightly bent his eyes, squatted down, held a lock of his black hair, and braided it into a small braid.Jin Zhanzhan once said that in her hometown, it is very easy for boys to die young, and they have to imitate girls wearing earrings and pigtails in order to live for a long time.When Lian Wuxia was young, he heard it as nonsense at first, and never cared about it. Even if he had Wuren, he never took this custom seriously from the bottom of his heart.But I don't know what kind of mentality it is, but whenever I comb Wu Ren's hair, I can't help but tie a small braid in his hair.Come and go again and again, it becomes a habit.
Is it an illusion?I always feel that once Aunt Changsheng leaves, I will never see her again.
Wuren pulled the braids in his hair, squeezed his face and smiled, looked at Lian Wuxia's back and walked out of the hall, gradually disappearing behind the rolling hills, pursed his mouth, and suddenly sniffed loudly .
In the past, if Jufan Wuren had a little turbulence, the first one to notice must be Shu Daoxing and Lian Wuxia, and the second would be half a minute.Now that he was in a state of despair for half a minute, he naturally didn't notice his strangeness, but Shu Daoxing immediately noticed it as usual: "Wu Ren, a man does not shed tears lightly."
Wuren nodded, then shook his head again, holding Shu Daoxing's fingers with his small palms, as if this small movement could give him the courage to stand upright: "Grandpa, what is your mother like?"
The author has something to say: After watching "The Mahabharata" all afternoon, Aww, Bishma, you are with Princess Amba!I would rather be a single dog for the rest of my life than marry someone else's eldest princess. Why bother! !You are so angry that the princess is reincarnated into bunches of hair to kill you, and you still bite one at a time. The section where the bundles of hair by the riverside of Amba and the shadow of Amba overlap, do you know how cruel it is! ! !
Finally, I would like to thank Xiaolou and the dancer, two cute girls, for their land mines, and give away a flawless child who has grown into a big beauty~
She has already chased after her, even if she is embarrassed to death, at least...you have to let the big beauty know what you want, right?After thinking over and over in his heart for half a minute, he finally spoke in what he thought was the most chic tone: "Are you in a better mood?"
Lian Wuxia leaned on Qingya and turned her eyes sideways. Under the cold and bright moonlight, her eyes were as shining as the moon under the ice and snow of the jade pot.
With her expectation, the suave and suave piled up in half a minute were exhausted, so she could only say in a low voice: "Are you still sad?" Seeing that Lian Wuxia turned his head back, he could only sit aside and talk to himself, "Leaving without saying hello, and staying in such a cold place for so long, it's obviously sad... Everyone is worried about you."
In fact, if you are sad, I can lend you half a shoulder at any time.He wanted to say this, but he opened and closed his mouth several times, but he couldn't speak, so he punched himself quietly several times in anger.
On the other side, Lian Wuxia was already fascinated.She was still young when Xuanzong fell, and when she learned the news from Lian Emei, she was naturally depressed at that time, but after all, she had never witnessed it with her own eyes, and felt that those people and things were like sleeping on her own strings when she was young Like a beautiful butterfly, it is beautifully and serenely sealed in a certain vivid moment in life, as long as a soft call, it will open the sleeping eyes.
This feeling was so vivid that as she got older, she gradually thought that Xuanzong was actually as brilliant and prosperous as she remembered, but only existed in a distant place.As long as you don't pursue, don't miss, then all the separation and life and death will no longer exist and will no longer happen.
Until Jianzi's playful joke broke her illusory dream of self-deception.
A corner of the fragile ice wall shattered, and a torrent of huge and complex memories came crashing down.The old suzerain's goatee that opened and closed with his chin when he spoke, Bai Xuepiao's bangs that exploded when he was quarreled by the second generation of Xuan, the bright red tassels swaying on the sideburns dyed by red clouds, and the outstanding and clear eyebrows of the ocher army , Cang's slender fingers brushing the strings of the wind, the wind and clouds hanging down from the sky, the auspicious light leaping under the feet of the innate, the magnolia flower held in the palm of Xiaodaotong...
Thousands of fates always gather and disperse, impermanent retting on the water.Looking back, there is no place to find, and there is nothing but ashes.
Inexplicable emotions dominated her to flee quickly, and dominated her to play the mournful flute over and over again.If not, she would be suffocated in the endless memories.
It turns out that's what sadness feels like.She thought a little dazedly, perhaps not only sadness, but also longing.
Peeking at the silhouette of Lian Wuxia's Jingxiu for half a minute, the worries about gains and losses suddenly settled like spring wind and rain.He grabbed a handful of snow, rolled it into a ball and threw it far into the depths of the night: "Lian Changsheng, there is something I've been wanting to tell you for a while."
Lian Wuxia regained consciousness slightly and looked over.
Looking back for half a minute, for the first time in his life, he firmly met those shining pupils.
Lian Wuxia gave birth to a pair of beautiful eyes, the pupils are crystal clear, cut out from the depths of the cold river to clear the light and shadow of the stars and the moon, the brows and eyelashes are brightly red, the ends of the eyes are slightly raised, and the arc is extremely soft It is beautiful, and clearly reveals an indescribable secluded charm.Those are the most beautiful eyes I have seen in a few years of living. They are eyes that cannot be imagined and described by all the gentlemen's daydreaming. Look away from yourself.
The words that were about to come out of my mouth suddenly couldn't be recalled anymore. It wasn't until Lian Wuxia's eyes showed curiosity that he realized his gaffe. "I... I, I, ah! You... What do you think of me?"
"Okay." Concise and concise is a flawless language style.
"Really? That's great!" After jumping for a while, he lowered his voice and asked tentatively, "Are there any shortcomings?"
Lian Wuxia hesitated.Half a minute and immediately said: "Just say it. Loyalty is honey, and half a minute is determined to become a perfect person!"
Seeing that he was so sincerely aiming at perfecting his own personality, Lian Wuxia did not evade his words, and wrote frankly: "Your shortcoming is that you are too weak."
Weak?The unexpected answer caused Ban Min to twitch bangs angrily: "How can I not be weak? Uh, I don't mean anything else, just... practicing, practicing Daoist, you have to give me a direction to learn, right?" When people got anxious, the "Lian Changsheng" who changed his words so easily retracted back to "Lian Daochang" like this.
Temperament is such an ambiguous concept that it is difficult to convey clearly in words. It is better to use someone who is familiar with each other as an example, but among the people who have known each other for half a minute, which one is considered heroic?Lian Wuxia began to think seriously.Seeing that she was having a hard time thinking about it for half a minute, she took the initiative to guess: "The way of Shu?" The strongest martial idiot, the founder of the way of chivalry, who overthrew Tianshang, fought Jiuyou, and bloodthirsty, isn't he heroic enough?
However, Lian Wuxia shook his head.
After half a minute, he guessed again: "Master of Buddha Sword?" The violent nature of killing to protect life, and the extraordinary temperament of killing hidden in compassion, are they heroic enough?She didn't want to practice Wuxia and was still shaking her head.
"Ah? Isn't that enough?" He died for half a minute.
Fortunately, when he mentioned the Buddhist sword, Lian Wuxia finally remembered a suitable example.
So she saw half a minute and ran away with an "ow".
In the early morning, the thin sunlight shines down, the glacier is cold and cold, and the snow-white figure walks step by step, looking very lonely.
Waiting eagerly for the result, Wuren, who had been waiting all night, yawned and nestled into Shu Daoxing's arms: "Grandpa, it seems that elder brother still failed."
"How is things going?" Shu Daoxing asked with concern.
For half a minute, his face was full of despair: "The big beauty thinks I'm not heroic enough."
Wu Ren rubbed his frozen little face: "That's not easy? Brother, you should ask grandpa for advice, and you will definitely be able to develop a relaxed and steady manliness!"
She took a deep breath for half a minute, with a heartbroken look like she was trapped in a nightmare: "Shu Daoxing and Buddha Sword Master are not the models of heroic men in her mind."
"They are not considered heroic, so who counts?" Wu Ren was taken aback, and his sleepiness was swept away.
For half a minute, I wanted to cry but had no tears: "The magic dragon sacrifices to the sky!"
"He has tattoos, horns and scales!"
silence.
long silence.
Finally, Wuren's sympathetic voice was mixed with suffocated laughter: "It seems that you really have no hope, big brother. Alas! There is no grass anywhere in the world, and the sentimental is always annoyed by the ruthless-isn't it lovelorn? What kind of man won’t lose his love once or twice? Brother don’t cry, Wu Ren’s shoulder can be borrowed by you at any time.”
In half a minute: "... Get out!"
Wuren Tuanzi rolled away happily.
After finishing his mood, he went back to the Buddha Hall together with Wuren and Shu Daoxing dejectedly, where the little living Buddha was drinking a bowl of buttered tea with everyone.Seeing them coming in, they cast their gazes one after another.Lian Wuxia's eyes were particularly concerned. She sincerely proposed the Dragon Sacrifice as a goal to improve her manliness in a short time, but she didn't expect his reaction to be so drastic. Presumably the medicine was too strong and she needed to calm down It can be digested, and I don't know how he will benefit after calming down for a night?
Deliberately avoiding Lian Wuxia's gaze for half a minute, Wu Ren tilted his head to look at him, then at Lian Wuxia, and sighed like a little adult.Daoxing Shu saw that there was no Buddhist sword or sword in the seat, and asked, "Where are the Buddha's sword and sword?"
"I have already left first." This time, three-quarters of the time he spoke, he had a full night's rest, during which time he was poured with countless secret medicines of Liufa Tiangong, and several Ajali from Tiangong took turns to cast spells, Fortunately, he was dragged back before stepping into the gate of hell.The blood of the bloodthirsty in his body was not left to him at all, and now he is only supported by a quarter of the blood of the gods and demons from the matrilineal side. Most of them, and I don't know when they will be able to raise them back.Fortunately, the bloodthirsty lineage has been lost, and there is no danger of turning into the most hated bloodthirsty. For him, it is a mixed blessing.
Thinking of Jianzi's previous theory of luck, Shu Daoxing nodded, and Fang wanted to say goodbye, but Lian Wuxia got up and said goodbye first, and Wuren ran over in amazement: "Aunt Changsheng, won't you go home with us?" ?”
Lian Wuxia shook his head naturally.Yemeigang was originally the place where she lingered because of business, how could it be called home?Now that the five benevolent people are growing up, the bloodthirsty people have disappeared, and the evil soldiers guard the disaster, she naturally doesn't have to go back.She should have left early in the morning, but she only stayed for a while when she was worried about madness and ran away. Now seeing the calm expression in the middle of the day, she felt relieved, and it was time to leave.
"Then will you come back to see us?" Wuren asked with wide eyes.Lian Wuxia slightly bent his eyes, squatted down, held a lock of his black hair, and braided it into a small braid.Jin Zhanzhan once said that in her hometown, it is very easy for boys to die young, and they have to imitate girls wearing earrings and pigtails in order to live for a long time.When Lian Wuxia was young, he heard it as nonsense at first, and never cared about it. Even if he had Wuren, he never took this custom seriously from the bottom of his heart.But I don't know what kind of mentality it is, but whenever I comb Wu Ren's hair, I can't help but tie a small braid in his hair.Come and go again and again, it becomes a habit.
Is it an illusion?I always feel that once Aunt Changsheng leaves, I will never see her again.
Wuren pulled the braids in his hair, squeezed his face and smiled, looked at Lian Wuxia's back and walked out of the hall, gradually disappearing behind the rolling hills, pursed his mouth, and suddenly sniffed loudly .
In the past, if Jufan Wuren had a little turbulence, the first one to notice must be Shu Daoxing and Lian Wuxia, and the second would be half a minute.Now that he was in a state of despair for half a minute, he naturally didn't notice his strangeness, but Shu Daoxing immediately noticed it as usual: "Wu Ren, a man does not shed tears lightly."
Wuren nodded, then shook his head again, holding Shu Daoxing's fingers with his small palms, as if this small movement could give him the courage to stand upright: "Grandpa, what is your mother like?"
The author has something to say: After watching "The Mahabharata" all afternoon, Aww, Bishma, you are with Princess Amba!I would rather be a single dog for the rest of my life than marry someone else's eldest princess. Why bother! !You are so angry that the princess is reincarnated into bunches of hair to kill you, and you still bite one at a time. The section where the bundles of hair by the riverside of Amba and the shadow of Amba overlap, do you know how cruel it is! ! !
Finally, I would like to thank Xiaolou and the dancer, two cute girls, for their land mines, and give away a flawless child who has grown into a big beauty~
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