three thousand world gl

The Grand Canal runs from the place where the rice flowers are fragrant in the south of the Yangtze River to the Taijia Mountain in the sky. On both sides of the river bank, lush and towering trees cast a shade on the roadside.

Yin'er sat comfortably on the ancient tree, admiring the beautiful scenery in the south of the Yangtze River after the flood.

The god of water diverted water and opened canals to connect the four rivers, and the god of fire stationed in dikes and dams to build water conservancy, which made the transportation of water and business travelers on the rivers continuous.People on the pier unload, load, drop anchor, sail, and live alone and freely on the golden waterway that may flow for thousands of years.Cities along the canal, such as Luoyang, Zhengzhou, Dayin, and Dayan, seem to have prospered more and more because of water transportation.The boss of the boat stands gracefully on the bow of the boat, inheriting the custom of sailing for thousands of years, shouting "Oh ho ho ho ho - ho ho" in order to "the two sides of the river are wide when the morning is flat, and the wind is straight and the sail is hanging".

Nearby, the Goddess of the Four Seasons showed her supernatural powers and returned thousands of miles of fertile land in the south of the Yangtze River.Looking around, there are green paddy fields one by one.Boys with bare feet are stepping on the mud in the small ditches beside the rice fields, and girls with shofar braids bent over to pick up small purple wildflowers by the roadside happily.

That's how it looks like the rich Jiangnan.

Yin'er looked away, lay on the tree and swayed her legs leisurely.She picked a huge lotus leaf to cover her face, planning to take a comfortable nap.When the sky is covered with clouds, I will return to Xu Mansion in the twilight.

Oh why doesn't she go back now?Of course there is a reason for that.

This has to start with that damned banshee named Hanba.

Just when everyone thought that after killing Bingyi, the world would be peaceful and they would return home happily, this banshee lurking in the depths of the dry land suddenly made a move and went straight for poor Mr. Xu. Pound the heart.Why?Because Mr. Xu turned out to be the fourth star of the Big Dipper, the star Wenqu came down to earth.The Drought Banshee couldn't beat the other gods, so she had no choice but to pick the soft persimmons to start with.

Fortunately, Vulcan and Jie Ling reacted quickly, and together they subdued the Hanba banshee.But a little unfortunately, Mr. Xu, who was already suffering from the fire of drought, had a relapse of his old illness.

That's right, the big fire in Xu's family back then was caused by the Hanba banshee in the south of the Yangtze River during her escape. Year spring and autumn.

Miserable is really miserable.

For mortals, how many decades can there be in a lifetime?How many more prosperous ten years?

Yin'er thought about what Bai Ze said when everyone first arrived at the Xu Mansion.

Use phoenix fire to boil fairy ganoderma.

When Fenghuang came into the world, she sent the fairy Ganoderma lucidum in her arms.

In fact, it was quite confusing for her.On one side is Xiwu, the savior, and on the other side is Xu Boyan.She definitely couldn't just give it as soon as she said it.

After Xie Ling and Xu Boyan knew about this, they all shook their heads and said that they didn't want her fairy ganoderma.Xu Boyan was afraid that she would have a psychological burden, and joked to her that it would be good for him to die early, and he would return to heaven sooner or later anyway.

The little girl Xie Ling also waved her hand and refused, saying that it doesn't matter, she can still be Xu Boyan's eyes, read to him, help him write, even if she is sitting in a wheelchair, as long as the mind is not blind, she can also strategize and win thousands of miles away , Serving the Great Yin.

The two of them were so connected that even Xu Yansheng, who loved Xu Boyan so much, didn't mention the word "Ganoderma lucidum" to her, but politely invited them to play in the south of the Yangtze River.

Yin'er felt even more uncomfortable.

How can people who have experienced light like to be immersed in darkness all the time.I just didn't want to embarrass her.

So, early in the morning, when Xie Ling got up to make the medicine, she secretly stuffed the fairy ganoderma into the medicine jar.After stuffing, she ran out and hid in the tree.

She really didn't want to hear Xu Yansheng dragging her and sighing at her savior, that scene seemed too embarrassing.

No need, really no need.

Thinking of this, Yin'er really fell asleep.

The wind blows lightly under the blue sky, and the fragrance of lotus flowers blooming in the pond.A few larks sang Qingyue songs on the branches, heard the gentle breathing of the sleeping person, and flapped their wings gently to leave, afraid of disturbing a clear dream.

Qian Hao walked to the bank of the river with an umbrella, and when she looked up, the lotus leaf covering the man's face just fell off.

Qian Hao reached out to catch the withered lotus leaf, shaking her head helplessly.

You can sleep anywhere, and you are not afraid of falling.

Qianhao put away the oil-paper umbrella and sat quietly leaning against the tree trunk.

At the end of the path on the bluestone slabs, there was the sound of a bell, and she didn't know when she would wake up.

She tilted her head, and her clear and clear eyes caught the scenery of lakes and mountains in the distance, and also caught the little halos that were slowly falling from the sky.

The mountains and rivers are adjacent to each other, and the heaven and the earth kiss each other.I wonder if she had a good dream.

Yin'er didn't feel like she had a sweet dream.

First came the flood, then the frozen land, the dead people in one place after another, finally thought they were awake, only to find that they were still in a dream.

She ran desperately, crossing one mountain after another, but the other end of the mountain was still a mountain.As if there was no end to it, she fainted from exhaustion and didn't want to run away, but saw the mountain disappearing into a white mist.

In the thick fog, there was a simple and quiet thatched cottage. She wanted to go in and ask for a drink, but she stopped when she heard the voice inside.

"Sister Qianhao, can I eat after I copy this scripture?"

"No."

"What about the two volumes?"

"No."

"What about the third volume, and the fourth volume?" The voice is very familiar, but not too familiar, sweet, greasy, like her but not like her, "Sister Qianhao, the patriarch said, the scriptures can be different You must eat the rice."

Yin'er burst out laughing with a sullen face, she looked like her when she was eating.

She got up and dusted herself off, intending to go in to see the people in the house, but just as soon as she took a step, she stepped off the cliff.

"what--!"

Yin'er opened her eyes suddenly, her mind went blank, she forgot to use the magic spell, and fell directly from the tree: "Ah!"

Chihiro heard the voice and hurriedly got up.

It wouldn't be so stupid to open his arms and wait for Yin'er to fall into her arms. Qian Hao stepped on the tip of the oil-paper umbrella to catch the falling person in the air.

Yin'er's heart almost jumped to her throat, she didn't see who was coming, she thought it was some idle passer-by, and she was about to push it away, but when she turned her head and saw it was Qian Hao, she hugged the other person's neck tightly again, and almost dragged her with all her strength. The man followed himself and fell into the shore of the Grand Canal.

Chihiro is planning to do something good.

Unexpectedly, his neck was almost red from being strangled.There were five red finger prints on the white and slender neck, those who didn't know it thought it was Yin'er's slap.

Yin'er got down from Qianhao's arms, but before she could stand still, she saw the palm print on Qianhao's neck, and hugged her in distress: "Ah, sister Qianhao, it's you, I'm sorry, sorry, I thought It's someone else." She gently blew on the red blot, "It doesn't hurt or hurt, I'll be fine in a while, hey, I just had a nightmare, I didn't pay attention, I hit so hard, Sister Qianhao, I really didn't mean it. "

The wind on the neck was gentle and cool, and it blew on the pinched marks, which made people's ears turn red for no reason.

Qianxuan wanted to push Yin'er away in embarrassment: "I'm fine, it doesn't hurt."

Yin'er hugged Qianhao a little tighter, as if trying to calm down the nightmare just now: "It's fine if it doesn't hurt, it's fine if it doesn't hurt."

Qian Hao was hugged by someone, feeling that the other party was still in shock, she changed the posture of pushing the other party away into a comforting gesture, and patted the other party's back lightly: "I'm fine, I'm really fine, Yin'er, the dream is fake, Don't be so scared."

Yin'er sniffed the fragrance of the other party's hair, like a bowl of requiem soup, which brought her back to reality slowly. She felt the evening wind blowing from the riverside, the cicadas singing in the twilight, and she finally came back to her soul completely and let go. Holding each other's hand, he let out a long breath.She looked at the person in front of her, frowned and burst out laughing: "Sister Qianhao, I was really scared to death just now, fortunately it was a dream."

Her eyebrows were raised, her mouth was flattened, and her face was red, looking really scared.

Qian Hao picked up the oil-paper umbrella, looked at the sky, and walked towards the Xu Mansion together with her: "Yin'er, who is usually so bold, is afraid even in dreams?" She teased.

Yin'er smiled and walked while rubbing the neck of the other party gently: "Oh, that's not it. I'm tired of dreaming, especially when you know it's a dream and you still can't wake up."

After climbing over mountains and ridges, it is still a mountain.

"That's called a ghost press." Qian Hao reminded with a smile.

Yin'er snorted, feeling cold all over her body. She hasn't dealt with ghosts seriously yet.Speaking of ghosts, she thought of the underworld, Yin'er frowned and said in a low voice, "Sister Qianhao, I want to ask you something."

Bai Ze took Ao Che back to Kunlun to heal his injuries.Can't ask him.

Seeing Yin'er's hesitant expression, Qian Hao thought he wanted to bring up Xu Boyan's matter, and said, "It's just like what Bai Ze said, Mr. Xu can see with his eyes after drinking the medicinal soup this morning. Xie Ling helped him walk a few steps, he was not used to it at first, but after getting used to it, it was not a problem."

She thought for a while and said: "Master Xu is very grateful to you, he sent people all over the city to look for you, but he didn't find you, so he called me here."

Yin'er wrinkled her nose and let out a sound, so she didn't come to her on her own initiative.Qianhao curled her lips and smiled, Yin'er knew that Qianhao was lying to her, snatched the oil-paper umbrella from the other party's hand sullenly, and hummed: "Sister Qianhao, you are getting worse and worse, not only can you laugh Me, you'll still make fun of me, obviously you've been waiting for me under the tree a long time ago."

She turned the oil-paper umbrella in her hand, her eyes sparkling: "When did you come, at noon? At noon? Wait for me for a long time!"

Qian Hao stuck out her index finger to Yin'er's left cheek, gently telling her to look straight ahead and stop talking to her with her head tilted all the time.The bluestone slab road is slippery after rain, and it is easy to fall.

Yin'er snorted, and turned the oil-paper umbrella in her hand more happily, muttering in her heart, she must have been waiting for me for a long time, but she was thin-skinned and unwilling to admit it, so it was not Master Xu who asked her to come here.

"Oh, that's not right." Yin'er came back to her senses, scratched her head and said, "I didn't mean to ask Xu Boyan about this just now."

Qian Hao looked at her in surprise, motioning for her to speak.

"It's like this," Yin'er was unusually serious, "I've heard from Bai Ze before that the ghost-horned bodhi in the sixth hall of the underworld, King Biancheng, is on par with the fairy Ganoderma lucidum of Fairy Xueheng in the God Realm?"

Qian Hao looked at Yin'er's eager eyes: "Are you going to the ghost town of Fengdu?"

Yin'er struggled in her heart: "I want to go. I don't know which place Qimingzhu will point us to after this time, and you see, if we haven't seen the firefly now, it means that our mission has not been completed or is still one step away." little bit."

Qi Mingzhu has been lit three times in Jiangnan, but no matter how you look at it now, there is only Xie Ling and Xu Boyan.

Seeing that Qian Hao hadn't spoken, Yin'er thought she was being overwhelmed, and hurriedly said: "I'm not going to leave halfway, I won't let you go find Hongchenlu alone."

From Big Wild Goose City to Jiangnan, from Bai Ze to Queen Mother of the West, Yin'er knew that finding Hong Chen Lu was definitely not an easy task, and it was by no means a simple matter of following a picture as Bai Ze said.There are many things in the middle, if Bai Ze doesn't say anything, she will have no way of knowing.

"When are you going to Fengdu? I'll accompany you." Qian Hao looked into her eyes and said.

The person named Xi Wu who has never met is really very important to Yin'er.

"There's no need to be in such a dilemma." Qian Hao laughed, and said, Yin'er wants what Yin'er wants, righteousness, and Yin'er wants, but both can't have both: "Imagine the worst result, can you bear it? I, Return to the prison, you, follow me back to the prison. I am not afraid, I just regard the present time in the world as a stolen leisure time, so I have earned it."

Listening to these words, Yin'er frowned, couldn't help but throw away the oil-paper umbrella, held the other person's cheeks presumptuously, and talked to the other person: "No, sister Qianhao, I don't want to let the last one walk on this road. Bad results happen. I want Hong Chen Lu, and I want Ghost Horned Bodhi."

"Find Hongchenlu first, and then take the ghost-horned bodhi."

Yin'er's hands are really strong.

Qian Hao clapped the opponent's hand and asked the person to pick up the umbrella: "But your benefactor?"

"It's okay," Yin'er puffed her cheeks, "Look, I haven't found her yet, and I haven't told you about this person in detail. Within the Six Realms, there are really very few people who can subdue her Really, she is so powerful, so powerful that I can't even imagine it. Huan Yuanzi, the god of thunder, came down on the top of the snow mountain, and she picked her finger, and made Kui, the mount of the god of thunder, bow his head and admit his mistake."

Yin'er scratched her head: "Maybe when I find her, she has gone to the world many times and cured her head disease. At that time, I will owe her a long time of kindness again."

Qian Hao listened, shaking her head inwardly.

Thunder God is one of the eight high gods, and Kui was originally a holy beast in the demon world.Qian Hao suddenly felt that it was not that simple to make him bow his head and admit his mistake without any effort, and he was a person who didn't know where he came from.

What kind of disease in the world can give such a severe person a headache?

She doesn't think so.

However, sealing is very possible.

Who sealed it?Why put a seal in such a powerful human body.

Qian Hao looked at Yin'er who was concentrating on speaking, and couldn't bear to interrupt her.

She sighed deeply in her heart, forget it, or not to tell her, maybe the matter is as simple as what Yin'er said.

After all, it is too complicated for a fox who has cultivated in 3000 years to understand.

But... She had doubts, so she couldn't let go.

"No," Qian Hao suddenly changed his mind and said firmly, "As soon as the matter in Jiangnan is over, we will set off for Fengdu to get the ghost horn bodhi."

Yin'er was startled.

Qian Hao stared into her eyes, raised the corners of her lips and smiled: "Listen to me, that's it. Maybe I can just meet your benefactor in Fengdu."

"But……"

"No buts."

"but……"

"No but," Qian Hao turned her head and urged her not to stand still, but to walk faster, "It's going to rain."

Yin'er hurriedly held up her umbrella and followed.

The umbrella surface of the oil-paper umbrella is pure blue, without engraved printing birds, fish and insects.

Raindrops tick-tock along the umbrella ribs and fall on the road paved with bluestone slabs.Red lanterns outside the quaint shop door illuminate the rippling night river.

"Sister Qianhao."

The oil-paper umbrella is really too small to squeeze two people who are going home.

Qian Hao was a little taller than Yin'er, she took the umbrella, and naturally hugged Yin'er in her arms: "Come closer, it's raining heavily."

Pat-clack-clack.

Yin'er suddenly forgot what she wanted to argue with Qian Hao just now, she tightly held the other's arm, opened her mouth, and said "thank you" embarrassingly.

The road back to Xu's Mansion was a bit long, but maybe it didn't matter if it was longer.

Qian Hao tilted the umbrella to Yin'er's side, and asked for no reason: "What did you dream about just now, why are you so scared?"

Yin'er said: "Actually, it's not that I'm afraid, it's just that there is no hope. Many people have died, and I am the only one left alive. I crossed one mountain after another, and there are still mountains behind the mountains. Finally, I heard your voice. As soon as you move forward, you step on the ground and fall into the abyss."

Qian Hao frowned and smiled sharply: "It should be stopped in time."

Yin'er shook her head, carefully dodging the rain, her voice was raised and lowered: "I can't stop, if it's like in a dream, you are at the end of the mountain."

Chihiro paused slightly with the hand holding the umbrella handle.

It's raining harder.

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