Later, I finally became a white lotus in the flourishing age [Quick time travel]

Pinghu is dim, misty and misty.

At the beginning of February in the south of the Yangtze River, when the spring is cold and cold.

A tea house stands alone by the lake.Two white cranes suddenly broke through the vast fog on the lake, circled in mid-air, and firmly stepped on the corner of the eaves flying out with their slender legs.Their wings are still moist with water vapor, reflecting a strange colorful light under the reflection of the rising sun.

The window was pushed open with a "squeak".

The unwarmed wind in the morning poured in through the open windows, carrying a slight dampness and coldness.

The girl rolled up her emerald sleeves, her bare wrist was like frost and snow, her five fingers were as jade-like as she was holding a pair of jade rings, and she arranged breakfast for the person sitting by the window.

That girl's black eyebrows are like smoke, her bright eyes are like water, and her facial features are beautiful.However, standing by that person's side, one can't help but lose color.

His appearance is between a youth and a teenager, his face is unnaturally pale due to years of exposure to the sun, his eyes are slightly narrow and long, but the corners of his lips are naturally raised, as if he is smiling all the time. There is a kind of noble elegance born from the bones.It is easy to think of the clear sky after the snow in winter, which is clear and clear, but also has a kind of lonely and distant coldness.

The breakfast on the table was beautifully prepared, but he didn't seem to have much appetite, so he used a few chopsticks at random and asked the girl to take it away.

The beautiful girl showed hesitation, her beautiful eyebrows were deeply frowned, and she said: "But young master..."

"Take it off, Wan'er." He looked at the girl with his usual gentle gaze, but his tone was undeniably tough, "I don't need it anymore."

The girl bit her lower lip lightly, blessed her body, and attracted someone to remove the useless breakfast from the table.

Dongting Lake stretches as far as the eye can see, and the distance is hidden in the misty morning mist. There may be a few birds that may be waterfowl, undulating and circling between the chaotic water and sky.

The sun gradually rose, and the sunlight dispelled the thick white mist around it.The white crane that landed on the corner of the eaves seemed to be frightened. It flapped its wings and soared into the sky. In people's eyes, it turned into two smaller and smaller black spots, submerged in the distant green mountains and clouds.

The man by the window raised his head, glanced casually out of the window, and said, "Come in."

Then I heard a chuckle on the roof.The laughter was slightly deep, like silver sand rolling silk, quite a bit of self-respected chic and elegant.

Then I saw a touch of blue falling in through the open window.

"Ah, you are willing to come out." The visitor looked at him with a smile, and teased, "Finally don't you stay in that dark room of yours?"

He drooped his eyelashes slightly, and his long and black eyelashes covered his snow-like skin, making him look a bit sick.

"It's been boring for a long time, I want to come out and have a look."

"Your timing is ingenious." The visitor said, "Don't you really want to see where he is?"

Hearing this, he smiled softly, and on his normally pale cheeks, there were two more blushes, as if he was shy.

"Of course I do."

How could you not think about that person?

After so many years, he could no longer remember the specific appearance of that person.

I just remember that the man came slowly from the flying snow all over the sky, and when he looked back, his eyes were translucent black, like a ball of ink dripping into a vat of clear water. I don’t know whether the ink stained the clear water or the water diluted the ink. .When the sword was drawn, the piercing brilliance tore through the curtain of Xuezhi, reflecting the blood spilled all over the ground, a color that almost burned people's eyes.

That person was born as a white lotus that is beautiful in the wind, a cloud of snow on a high mountain.It can only be seen from a distance, not held in the palm of your hand.

——It was a glimpse back then, but the love has been difficult to cross since then.

The storyteller in the teahouse slapped the gavel, awakening people from distant memories.Looking over, I realized that the teahouse was already full of people in this short period of time.

However, the storyteller flapped his folding fan, opened his mouth with an opening speech that he had heard a hundred and eighty times, and then began to enumerate the many incidents that happened in the Jianghu in recent days.

First of all, a year ago, the Demon Cult changed hands, and the world-renowned Shocking Cloud Saber Shen Guiqiong was defeated by a kid who came out of nowhere, and his whereabouts are still unknown.Then he said that the Demon Dao has changed hands, and now they are ready to invade the Central Plains. Countless righteous people rushed to this place, preparing to elect a new martial arts leader and lead everyone to conquer the Demon Dao.

These are all clichés that have been said since a few months ago, and some people below have long been tired of hearing them and began to shout dissatisfiedly.

"How many times have you said this paragraph, talk about something new."

"Yeah, yeah..." Someone echoed, "I can hear cocoons in my ears."

The storyteller didn't rush, closed the folding fan, tapped the edge of the table twice, and said loudly: "Everyone, don't be in a hurry, just let me speak slowly."

Everyone looked at him in silence.

The storyteller spread his folding fan, and his voice was clear and clear: "Everyone, have you heard of the amazing and unique Master Tianji in Tianji Valley?"

Everyone present looked at each other in blank dismay, it was already a very long time ago.The change of personnel in Jianghu has always been extremely fast, most people can't remember it, and some people don't know it at all.

But someone still knew, hesitantly said: "Could it be that 15 years ago, that young master Tianji who broke through the Twelve Odd Sect Formation?"

"Exactly!" The storyteller suddenly raised his voice, and said loudly, "It's exactly the young master Fu Chen who broke through the Twelve Odd Formation at the age of nine!"

Then there was a long talk about Mr. Tianji, which aroused the audience's amazement. Finally, he said slowly, in a rather sighing tone: "It's a pity that Huiji will be hurt. Although Mr. Tianji has the talents of heaven and earth, he himself He was weak and sick, and when he was 14 years old, he was seriously injured because he single-handedly killed 32 first-class masters in the world, so he closed his door and never appeared in front of others again."

Everyone sighed.

However, the noble young man sitting by the window just listened quietly all the time, the corners of his lips never changed, whether it was a smile or a sarcasm.

On the contrary, the visitor in blue looked at the friend beside him with a smile, and said jokingly: "This man speaks vigorously, but he doesn't know that the Lord is here to listen."

But Master Tianji slowly shook his head and said, "It's not me."

"Huh?" The man in blue didn't understand.

He lowered his eyes, and his voice was very soft, but it fell into his friend's ears very clearly: "The one who trapped and killed those 32 first-rate masters is not me."

The friend was startled, and suddenly thought of something: "...Could it be that one?"

Master Tianji said: "It's him."

Even though he was very talented in the art of formation back then, but he was still young, how could he be able to deal with the pursuit of 32 first-class masters in the world?

At that time, the loyal servants who escorted him died one by one. Seeing the blade approaching in front of him, he closed his eyes, but there was no pain as he expected. Instead, the warm blood of the other party poured on him.

When he opened his eyes, his eyelashes were covered with blood, and he could only see a sticky scarlet, but above his head there was an elegant and cold voice of a sword's edge that was quenched by autumn water: "Do you want to do it yourself, or should I do it?"

Memories suddenly broken.

……

Downstairs, there was a lot of discussion.

"Young Master Tianji has not cared about the world for many years. Could it be that this time he came out of the mountain for the righteous cause of fighting demons?"

"Who knows?" One person said, "But Mr. Tianji has a wonderful plan, if we can get his help, wouldn't we..."

One of them laughed loudly when he heard the words: "Although that's the case, I'm just afraid that no one will be convinced when the time comes, but it's really going to be a joke."

Immediately, several people's faces turned ugly.

However, one person, Shi Shiran, said: "So, isn't the purpose of holding this martial arts conference to select a person who can convince everyone?"

That voice was like broken jade.

In fact, it's not really like it, but...except for the word "jade broken", it seems that there is no more suitable description.

Maybe it was because the voice was too sweet, and the people present unconsciously cast their eyes on the person who made the sound, but they looked away in disappointment after touching the ordinary face of the young man.

But Mr. Tianji, who was sitting by the window and casually listening to the nonsense of the people below, was suddenly startled, his eyes were fixed on that seemingly ordinary man, and he never left.

It's him.

It's him!

He won't admit his mistake, although the appearance of this person is quite different from the vague shadow in his memory, but...it must be that person, there is no mistake.

Seeing the man reach out and put a tea money on the table, he was about to get up and leave.Mr. Tianji stood up suddenly, before the maid beside him had time to stop him, he had already hurried downstairs and chased out the door of the inn.

There is only one tea house by the lake, no shops can be seen, but the back of the leaving young man can be seen at a glance.

He didn't rush forward, but followed far behind, wanting to find out.I don't know how long I walked, and finally saw the man turn into a building.

Master Tianji looked up at the flower branches hanging on the plaque, hesitated for a moment, then walked in.

Once inside, there is a mixed fragrance of cosmetics and powder, and the laughter of men and women can be heard in my ears.

He hadn't been to this kind of place a few times, his complexion changed slightly, but he quickly calmed down again, only his earlobes were slightly red.

"Young Master, is this your first time here?" Probably because of his outstanding aura, the woman who came up to ask the question was quite cautious and did not dare to be presumptuous.

He took out an ingot from his sleeve, handed it to the woman, and said straight to the point: "Who is that person who just came in?"

The woman twisted her waist and showed a flattering smile, took the silver ingot, and said, "I don't know who you are talking about, my lord?"

Master Tianji said: "The person who came in before me has an ordinary appearance, wearing a jade-colored dress."

"That man..." The woman tilted her head slightly, thinking for a moment, "That's a relative of the pillow oiran in our pavilion, I'm afraid he came to ask the pillow oiran for money today."

He frowned imperceptibly: "Who is the pillow oiran?"

"Haven't you ever heard of Sleepless Pillow Courtesan?"

When the woman mentioned pillow oiran, she immediately showed a proud expression on her face, and was about to talk to this inexplicable guest in detail, when she saw a girl stumbling down the stairs.

"Come here! Someone is dead! Someone is dead!" The girl yelled in panic, "Report to the officer! Report to the officer!"

The woman's face changed, she recognized this person, it was the maid Xuanxuan who served beside the pillow oiran.

At this time, I saw the door of the Accord upstairs being pushed open, and a tall woman in a lilac-colored dress came out.A veil covered her face like a mist, only revealing a pair of lacquer-like black eyes. The slightly drooping eye feathers were the color of a winter jackdaw, making her skin more like snow.

Her voice is deeper than ordinary women, but it is very pleasant: "Sorry, everyone, a murder happened upstairs, I have sent someone to report it to the official, please don't panic for the time being, stay in the pavilion and wait for the official to investigate before leaving .”

She speaks at a steady pace, and she is completely calm, which makes people unconvincing.

"This person is the pillow oiran." The woman beside her lowered her voice and said to Fu Chen.

Fu Chen gave a "hmm" and found a seat in the hall to sit down.

But someone yelled in dissatisfaction: "I spent money to play, and I still want to stay here after death, what are you doing..."

Before the man could finish his sentence, he had already been slapped by someone and flew out, fell heavily on the ground, and rolled around before he could get back on his knees. As soon as he stopped, he let out a "wow" sound and spat out a mouthful with his knocked teeth. A mouthful of blood comes.

The beating man didn't even look at it, he raised his head and smiled at the tall slender woman upstairs and said, "The pillow oiran has already spoken, so naturally I have no objection."

The woman nodded slightly, said "thank you", and stopped talking.

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The task of this world is to develop + collect, so the timeline is relatively long, and I started to write from the mid-term, and many things are in the memory.

Ahhhhh, I will definitely write well in this world!I can't write well, I'm a dog! ! !

Thunder warning: A piece of women's clothing is missing, please check it!