Peach blossoms on the Kunlun pond

Cun Xin sat in front of the dressing table in a daze, looking at herself in the water mirror.

The eldest brother said that she was found in Xiqi and sent back.The eldest brother said that she went to Xiqi to deliver medicine to Tianhua.The eldest brother also said that Yuxu Palace had expelled her from the mountain gate because she was angry with her for going down the mountain without following the teacher's order.

Cun Xin also went down the mountain to practice medicine before, and her master never said anything, why did she get so angry this time?She wanted to go back to Mount Putuo to find out what happened, but her eldest brother said that the poison in her body had not been removed, so she could not go to sea.

Are you poisoned?She couldn't remember what happened that day, as if in a shop, the boss' face was full of smiles, and then...then she drank a cup of tea.Then, she woke up on the coral couch in Hanliang Hall.

Cun Xin felt that something was wrong, but she couldn't explain exactly what was wrong.If she really wanted to say something was wrong, it should be her maid, Xiuzhu.The clam girl has been complaining of headaches since she returned to Xihai, and she invited a sea doctor to see her, but she couldn't explain why.

Thinking about it, suddenly a gust of wind passed, and Cun Xinxin took care of the hair on his temples.

wind!How can there be wind in this seabed?

Cun Xin turned her head abruptly, and there was a person standing under the water curtain of the dormitory, holding a silver plate in his hand, looking at her charmingly. "Xiuzhu!" Cun Xin said angrily, "It's so good, you're scaring me again."

Xiu Zhu pursed her lips and smiled, approached and picked up something from the plate: "Someone asked me to bring it to you." Her bright eyes were smiling, as if thousands of floating lights were rippling with the waves.

It was a bamboo slip.

Cun Xin hesitated for a moment, then reached out to take it.On the bamboo slip was her own handwriting: "Tianbao Dinger, Bier Jiangu. There is nothing wrong with it, and I will be blessed by the sky. Bless you, and the days are not enough."

She raised her head in confusion, looking at Xiuzhu, this is clearly a poem, but she can't remember when she wrote this.The clam girl was still laughing, and there was endless pain and sadness in the ridiculousness.Cun Xin felt a sudden pain in his chest for no reason, and when he let go of his hand, the bamboo slip fell to the ground.The ink stains on it drifted away, soaked into the sea water, and disappeared after a while.

"Who sent it?"

"I don't remember." Xiuzhu leaned over to pick up the bamboo slips, rubbed them gently with her fingertips for a moment like stroking the most precious treasure, the white fingers shook lightly, and the bamboo slips turned to ashes in her palm, but it was so soft There is a row of teeth marks on the tiger's mouth on the right hand, and blood can be seen deeply.

"Your hand is hurt?" Cun Xin held Xiuzhu's catkin with one hand, and touched her waist with the other hand, but found that her waist bag was missing.She smiled apologetically, turned around and took out a small bottle from the drawer, dug out the ointment and applied it on Xiu Zhu's hands.

Unexpectedly, before the medicine was finished, the girl suddenly grabbed Cun Xin's wrist with her backhand, and moved to her arms, hugging her very familiarly.The dragon girl's chin slammed into Xiuzhu's shoulder, her teeth hurt from the shock.

"Don't mess around!" Cun Xin smiled and wanted to push Xiu Zhu away, but unexpectedly, the clam girl was so strong that the arms around Cun Xin's waist didn't move at all, she buried her head in her neck, her body trembled slightly, as if she was crying , and seemed to be laughing.

"You girl don't know what kind of bad water you're holding back!" Cun Xin stretched out her hand to break off Xiu Zhu's arm from her waist, pinched the tip of her nose, and said with a smile: "Tomorrow, I really should ask the sea doctor to come back and take a good look at you. After returning to Xihai, I became more and more careless about my affairs, and my naughty skills are getting better every day."

Xiuzhu lowered his eyes, untied a blue-glazed stirrup pot from his waist, and handed it over. He smiled and said, "Sister heals my wounds. I'll treat my sister to drink."

"Drink?" Cun Xin took it, opened the lid and smelled it, "It smells so good!"

"30 years of Qiuyuebai." Xiuzhu took the pot and took a big gulp.

"Okay! I said you have been so forgetful recently, you must have been drinking secretly." Cun Xin also smiled and took a sip from the jug, and said with a smile: "This wine is good! Since there is such a good wine, why don't you teach me how to drink it?" I know?"

"Wine is good wine, but it's a pity I only have this pot." The clam girl looked at Cun Xin with a smile, and Cun Xin's figure was reflected in her dark pupils.

Cun Xin was drunk. The 30-year-old Qiuyuebai is soft in the mouth, but has enough stamina. After drinking less than half a pot, the dragon girl is already top-heavy and drunk.Xiu Zhu picked her up horizontally and gently placed her on the coral couch.

On that day in the main hall of Yuxu Palace, Tianzun looked at the dead branches and leaves in the pool, and said this sentence: "What you want is nothing but clean, clean, dust-free and unhindered. I will give it to you." After that, she smiled very kindly, as if all the previous conversations had never happened.

At the foot of Peach Mountain, the mother, with disheveled hair and shackles around her neck, knelt on a cold bronze lotus platform.The first time she saw Yang Jian who had grown up, she couldn't believe that this was her son. "You must have been sent by them to trick me!" she said.The mother, who had lost her mana, vented her anger in the most vicious and helpless way. She bit Yang Jian's tiger's mouth, as if hurting him, she could take revenge on the enemy who killed her husband and son.

Yang Jian couldn't resist, and couldn't resist.Never in his life had he shed so many tears, drop by drop, falling on his mother's hair until his eyes bled.The hot blood flowed down the mother's snow-white hair and flowed into the sky eyes on her forehead.Yao Ji raised her head suddenly, staring at the young man in front of her with wide eyes, "Er...Erlang?" Her voice was hoarse like the north wind calling in the mountains, and she wanted to raise her hand to touch it. The son's cheek was tightly held by the arm by the chain.In desperation, she lowered her head and bit her wrist, signaling Erlang to lower her head, and with her blood-stained fingers, drew a cloud between her son's eyebrows.The flowing cloud shone with a bright red light, deeply carved into Yang Jian's forehead without hesitation.

It has been 20 years since the three princesses never left the West Sea.She is no longer a member of the Kunlun sect, so she dare not claim to be a member of Yuxu's sect in vain.In the past, all members of the same sect died in battle, some became gods, and some entered reincarnation. The Kunlun Wonderland, which used to be bustling with people, is now deserted.At the end of the war against merchants six years ago, Tianzun announced that Kunlun would be sealed off from now on, and his disciples were not allowed to communicate with the mortal world.

Huang Tianhua sealed the righteous god Bing Linggong of the three mountains, guarded Mount Tai with his father and his family, and took charge of the eighteen levels of hell.It is probably because the spiritual consciousness has been delayed for a long time at the Conferred God Stage, and the few times we saw each other due to business, Tianhua was indifferent, extremely polite, and extremely distant greetings.

Nezha is still the same as before, from time to time he would come to chat with Cun Xin about things she didn't understand.Looking at Nezha's pink and tender face, Cun Xin smiled, it's okay for her stature to be small, and she even talks like a child.

Xiuzhu is much deeper than before, the delicate and jumping clam girl in Tsing Yi is no longer there, and her face is always calm and unbreakable.It's just that occasionally I still have a headache, and even the sea doctor is helpless.

How do you say that word? "The wind is always blown away by the rain and the wind." Cun Xin sat in front of the desk, with the red coral unicorn by her side.One year, Prince Moang brought back a jar of Biluochun from Dongting Lake, happily stepped into the Hanliang Hall, saying that it was brought by "Tete" and tasted it with Cunxin, but Xiuzhu saw the three princesses thinking, even water I didn't notice it for a long time—many years ago, it seemed like in a dream, there was also someone who handed me a box of something and said the same thing.Who is it?Cun Xin can't remember.

Since then, she no longer drinks tea.

In late spring and April, Cun Xin and Xiu Zhu were "thrown" out of the West Sea by Prince Mo Ang.The eldest brother said, instead of seeing Cun Xin in a daze in Hanliang Hall every day, it is better to drive her master and servant out, out of sight and out of mind.

Cun Xin and Xiu Zhu hadn't been out to sea for a long time, they wandered along the places they had wandered back then, and ended up at Taoshan without thinking.At this time, the peach blossoms at the foot of the mountain have just fallen, and the snow on the top of the mountain has not yet melted. In the misty rain, the tender green is accompanied by residual red, the green apricots are still young, and the swallows are new.The two women walked slowly along the mountain road, and met a young man in white on the mountainside.

The young man had delicate features, long golden-brown hair slightly curly, and a gold-colored embroidered belt around his waist. A rusty bronze ax was pinned to the belt, and he was full of indescribable weirdness.

Xiu Zhu leaned over and whispered: "Princess, this man is so strange. How can a woodcutter dress so neatly? The ax is not polished, it's full of rust."

Cun Xin was about to answer, when the young man smiled and said: "You two girls, I see that the weather is going to rain heavily on the mountain in no time, you haven't brought rain gear, you should go down the mountain as soon as possible."

Cun Xin was taken aback for a moment, and then smiled self-consciously, the two of them are aquariums, so are they still afraid of the rain?But people are indeed kind, and I can't help but appreciate it.So he nodded and said "Thank you son", and pulled Xiu Zhu to turn around and leave.Before taking a few steps, the young man said from behind: "Girl, you dropped something."

Cun Xin turned her head, and saw that the young man was holding a jade hairpin in his hand, exquisite and ingenious, very cute.Just about to say "This is not mine", but Xiu Zhu said happily: "I haven't seen this hairpin for a long time, but it turned out to be here!" One said, and the other stepped forward to take it.When Cun Xin looked at it, he seemed to have seen it somewhere, so he had to thank him again, and went down the mountain hesitantly.When they got to the foot of the mountain, looking back at the way they came, the young man was still standing on the mountainside, looking at them from a distance, his robes were flying like clouds and mist.

When did you wear it?Cun Xin lay on the coral couch, looking at the hosta repeatedly.Suddenly there was a strong shock below him, and the coral bed was thrown up like a boat rocking in the waves, and then fell down heavily.The dragon girl was so angry that she turned into a dragon and jumped out of the sea, and found the culprit who caused the trembling of Longgong Mountain on the shore.

"I know you!" This was the first sentence Yang Jian heard after opening his eyes.Dragon Girl knelt beside him, wiping his wound with a clean and moist white cloth.Seeing him wake up, Cun Xin smiled sweetly: "I saw you that day on the mountain, I know you!"

Yang Jian smiled: "Yes, I know you too."

(Finish)

The green peach blossoms on the Kunlun Lake dance to the fullest of the east wind and fall to the Qiongsha.

Thinking about it, the moon is slanting to the west, and I am willing to pour the sea to overflow the clouds.

——Wang's Nengyuanlou Fan Ji (modified)