Senior sister's ruthless ways are crazy and sassy

You can always sense spring in advance in the mountains.

When the snow melts, the mountains and fields are filled with vibrant green.

The smoke from the villages at the foot of the mountain curls up, bringing warmth to wake up the sleeping animals under the land.

I occasionally heard the cries of primulas waking up echoing in the mountains.

A teenage girl was sitting on a rock on the edge of the cliff, staring at the scene and murmuring: "...the beautiful scenery of the empty mountain is left to express freshness for the canal. Bamboo roots and flowing water lead to the stream. cloud......"

"I'm so drunk that I can't remember. The journey back is at dusk." 1

Someone then added the last sentence of the second half.

The little girl looked away from the mountain scenery and saw the person coming.

The mountain wind blew the hair around her face, and the chill of early spring made the little girl shiver.

Immediately afterwards, someone came and stood at the wind outlet, covering her with a thick coat sewn with animal hair.

It's clean and has a soapy scent.

"Chunhan, let's go." The young man tied his coat carefully and whispered, "If you can't remember the way home, I'll help you remember it."

The little girl laughed out loud: "That's what's in the words. Why can't I find my way home?"

"Yeah." The young man didn't retort, he just picked up the thing he just put at his feet and said, "Shiyu."

Hua Shiyu tilted her head: "Huh?"

"You..." the young man's eyes drifted to the stones beside the road, "I just want to ask you, the spring weather is just right, is there any place you want to visit?"

Hua Shiyu took a step to the side, broke into the young man's sight, and said with a smile: "Just want to ask this?"

The panicked eyes gave away some of the answer.

The young man took a deep breath and looked straight at Hua Shiyu.

The seriousness in her eyes made Hua Shiyu look away: "Idiot." Then she gently pulled the young man's sleeve, "I'm hungry, go back."

The two of them walked down the mountain one after the other.

Yun Ci emerged from behind the tree and was a little confused: "Why did the scene go back to before after getting married?"

Xi Shanzheng picked up the baby bird that fell into his arms, turned into a breeze and put it back on the branch.

Hearing this, he just said: "Does the donor also dream about trivial matters after he gets married?"

Yun Ci thought for a moment and shook his head: "I won't have a Taoist companion."

"Yes." Xi Shan looked up at the birds flying around the nest, with a smile on his lips, "The same is true for the flower donor. She doesn't believe in the future, so her dream is not about dying in peace and having descendants in the house."

Because I don’t believe it, my dreams only stay in the best moments.

"What about senior?" Yun Ci asked, "That young man should be the shadow of senior. Has senior not thought about the future?"

"In the final analysis of this dream, the benefactor is the owner. It doesn't matter what I think."

Yun Ci smiled noncommittally and did not ask whether the young man's emotions were the character's own in the dream, or whether the person involved could not suppress them.

It's funny to say that one of the two people is a sword cultivator of Wuqing Dao, and the other is a Buddhist disciple who practices asceticism.

They actually got together and talked about love and love.

"Senior, aren't you afraid that this mortal relationship will turn into a romantic debt?"

Xi Shan shook his head: "How could it be? There will never be another dream."

The meaning of the words made Yun Ci stunned for a moment: "Senior, you have time to consider my previous proposal." The snow melted into water droplets and fell on the back of Yun Ci's neck, and the coolness quickly swept across her back, "In this life and death situation, there is no need to really to the last step."

She thought for a while and then said: "The Demon Emperor asked me to enter the dream because he wanted me to take senior out. If senior dies like this, I won't be able to do the job, and I won't get paid."

"If the donor wants to know anything, you can ask me."

"That's different." Yun Ci smiled, "I made a deal with the Demon Emperor first. Senior's plan to have a heart-to-heart talk with me must be put off later."

Xi Shan didn't know if he was amused by these words: "The donor is different from the sword cultivators I have known before."

"Senior and the Buddhist disciples I know are also different." Yun Ci stood tired, leaning against the tree trunk next to him, and spoke slowly, "I know two Buddhist disciples. One is cultivating the path of reincarnation, the other is cultivating the path of hell, and the Bodhisattva This is my first time seeing you."

"Is it difficult to maintain a kind heart in such a world?"

Yun Ci asked sincerely.

After all, in her understanding, many things cannot be solved simply with kindness.

It is really rare to achieve the Bodhisattva path through one's own body.

How can a person who is evil to the core have the patience to listen to a lot of truth?

It would be better for her to draw her sword and use it.

"Everyone has his own way, and you will get what you sow." Xi Shan shook his head, "The road to cultivating the mind is inherently difficult. It cannot be avoided."

Yun Ci was not good at discussing this kind of thing, so she brought the topic back up without changing her face: "Senior, do you really not want to consider my proposal?"

The raw orchid was in her hand: "My deal with the Demon Emperor is ranked first. Senior, the dream is about to end."

The green color of the mountains slowly loses its color.

Similarly, Xi Shan's body also became somewhat transparent.

The time is almost up.

Yun Ci was considering whether to take action directly when she heard Xi Shan ask her in a low voice: "In the donor's opinion, what is the difference between humans and monsters?"

"This question is not difficult to answer." Yun Ci replied, "There is actually no difference between them. The only difference is the living environment. In the demon world, people are the ones who are excluded, and vice versa."

"It will take many years before peace can be achieved in the Lower Six Realms. This will require the efforts of several generations."

"It's just senior, is this really what traps you?" Shengkulan grew longer inch by inch, and the golden light reflected in the pupils of the two people, "Senior, is it Hua Shiyu or yourself that you dare not face?"

Yun Ci stood on a rock with her sword and flower arms looking elegant, half a head taller than Xi Shan.

Now he straightened his body and raised his sword, looking condescendingly at Xi Shan in front of him: "It is not difficult to solve the fate of the world. What is difficult is how the senior can face his own heart calmly."

Xi Shan did not look at the sword that had been raised to his head. The red tassel was hung on the rosary by a ring of white jade. As the beads moved, the strands were blown by the wind and wrapped around his fingers.

The surrounding environment changed again, and the two of them stood in the Huajia courtyard again, with the old plum tree above their heads finally blooming.

One after another, Ru finally couldn't suppress his feelings and put them in front of everyone.

The red plum blossoms are particularly bright in the dream that has lost its color.

"Squeak-"

The backyard door behind him was pushed open, and Hua Shiyu came in.

Xi Shan and Hua Shiyu looked at each other amid the fragrance of plum blossoms.

Hua Shiyu was wearing a long white dress with fire fox fur on her shoulders. She walked through the snow-covered yard, like stepping through a mountain of corpses and a sea of ​​blood, and stopped in front of Xi Shan.

Those hands that were whiter than her dress picked up the tassels and followed the beads to fall on the back of Xi Shan's hands.

The coldness made Xi Shan's eyelashes tremble slightly.

The hand that retracted was tightly held by Hua Shiyu.

"Xi Shan, long time no see."

"The scriptures that I had to recite in my ears day and night..." She took Xi Shan's hand and slowly unfolded the scriptures, "Why do I look at it now, these people who have taken refuge in Buddhism have also bloomed red plum blossoms?" ah?"

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1Xin Qiji's "Linjiangxian·Exploring Plum Blossoms". 》Xiaqiao