no signs of spirituality

Every year on Yingtai Xianjun's birthday, there must be a big feast in the fairy world, but Xianjun himself doesn't pay much attention to it, and often doesn't even show up.

Since he chose to retreat at this time this year, it means that he does not plan to celebrate his birthday.

Xie Lingzheng stood in front of the window, while gently stroking Bixiao's wing feathers with his fingertips, while looking down through the clouds, all he could see was the clean and lifeless Yuntai Palace.

Five years ago, on Xiao Wuyin's birthday, he disturbed the feast at Yaotai and lost the face of Yingtai Mountain, so he was punished by Xiao Wuyin to this Tongtianzhu residence to think about his mistakes.At that time, he understood his affection, and it was the time when he was most distracted. He just wanted to find reasons to stick to Xiao Wuyin every day, wishing to dismantle all the good things, even every inch of blood and bones in his body, and give them to the teacher. respect.When he couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, he stuck to Bi Xiao to beg for wine. After he was drunk, he withdrew his magic spell and blew cold wind on the roof. Xiao Wuyin was beaten up and left in the cold for more than a month, and then gradually became more behaved.

This Tongtian Bamboo Residence is more than a thousand meters high, and no one can climb Yingtai Mountain except Xiao Wuyin and Bixiao, and Xie Lingzheng can't go down, so when Xiao Wuyin doesn't visit him, he just lies on the window and looks into the distance. Yuntai Hall, which is as big as a grain of rice, is trying to figure out what the master should be doing at this time, whether it is practicing sword or playing the piano, drinking tea or taking a bath.

The past days passed before his eyes like dust and smoke. Xie Lingzheng stood there for a while, only to feel that the injury on his ankle started to hurt unbearably again, and his body was very tired, so he patted Bi Xiao's forehead lightly, He closed the window, leaned on the low bed, put a thin blanket on his body and closed his eyes.

He intends to take a nap for a while, to accumulate some energy, and the aura of Mount Yingtai nourishes his body, but unfortunately, he may not have much time to bear it.

In a trance, he seemed to be dreaming back five years ago.

Five years ago, the first disciple of Mount Yingtai, Nian Fang Ruoguan, was not a guest at the Yaotai Banquet, nor did he like grand banquets in the heavenly court. When the moon was in full swing, he was in the middle of the night with Liu Yaoyao, a famous prostitute in the red tent who had just met. In one place, walk together on the Feilong River at the top of the mud road.

That day coincided with the fifteenth day, the moon was like a jade plate, and it was bright and bright. The normally dark and cold mud road was a little brighter, and the ghosts were also very happy, and the street was quite lively.

Liu Yaoyao held Xie Lingzheng's arm generously and enthusiastically, and Xie Lingzheng also let him hold it. At first, the warm and intimate relationship of the ghost clan made him feel uncomfortable, but after a few days, he found that such a style matched his temperament, so he Also let go of your hands and feet and blend in.

"Feilongchuan is also called the Marriage River. It's hard to find water. You must accompany me." Liu Yaoyao smiled, her voice was clear and clear, but it was a little more soft and long than ordinary women.Yanzu's voice is distinctive, and as soon as she speaks, the whole neighborhood knows that the waist girl is coming.

"Waist and waist girl!" All the ghosts waved their hands to greet him, and those who passed by patted Xie Lingzheng on the shoulder, calling him "Peach Blossom Swordsman", and they all wanted to see the legendary sword that was used to change the tune of Changfeng. Luohu sword.

Liu Yaoyao was not shy, and quite proudly swung the sword tassels around her waist. She bought these tassels on the street for two coppers. Not to mention whether this cheap product is worthy of a priceless sword.

"Will the waist girl and the Peach Blossom Swordsman go to get married?" A ghost laughed and said, "The moon is full today, it just rained a few days ago, there just happened to be water on the Feilong River, and the Feilong tree rarely gave birth to a few flowers, Xiaoqing All the children put the marriage lamps there."

Liu Yaoyao clapped his hands and said with a smile: "That's good, I must go and release one for brother Lingzheng, but I don't know who he will release it for."

Girls from the ghost clan have never shown any shyness when they show their love, Xie Lingzheng is not shy either, and just evades with a smile: "I'm afraid I can't bear it."

In the past, the ghost clan pretended to spit on him, but Liu Yaoyao didn't care, hugged his arm, and climbed to the source of Feilongchuan.

This Feilongchuan was originally the first of the three famous rivers in the ghost world. After Yingtai Xianjun cut down ten mansions with his sword, there was only one branch of Feilongchuan left in the mud road. The word "Chuan" in Feilongchuan can become true, otherwise it will be a dry road.

Tonight is rare when the full moon meets the flowing water, and the ghosts made a scene. There are many figures in front of the small ditch, and lanterns float one after another in the winding water veins.

The willow waist melted its wings, flew to the flying dragon tree, picked up two of the largest flowers, handed one to Xie Lingzheng, bit his fingertips, and wrote crookedly on the petals, "May brother Lingzheng and waist waist be repaired as soon as possible!" "Zhengguo" in large characters, chanted a mantra, and floated the flower on the water, and the petals lit up one by one, making the fourteen scarlet characters more clear, and everyone by the river laughed.

Xie Lingzheng shook his head helplessly, and borrowed pen and ink, but didn't know what to write on the lantern. Seeing him in a dilemma, Liu Yaoyao smiled and said, "I like you, but I don't have to ask you to like me. If you like other girls, write about her." The name will do."

Xie Lingzheng said: "But I don't have a girl I like."

A ghost by the river didn't believe it, and shouted in a strange voice: "If you don't have a sweetheart, why don't you like your waist?"

Liu Yaoyao was delighted to hear this, and said: "You must have a sweetheart, that's why you don't want to enter my red gauze tent."

She was daring and bold, and she didn't feel warm at all when she said such spring boudoir whispers, but Xie Lingzheng was a little embarrassed, a pen was hung for a long time, and the vermilion ink dripped on the petals, blurring like a bloodstain.

"Hey, this is not auspicious." The ghost sighed, and stopped watching other people's business, and went straight away.

Liu Yaoyao snorted, tugged at Xie Lingzheng's sleeve, and sat with him in front of the thick flying dragon tree. The two of them admired the moon side by side. During this period, Liu Yaoyao teased: "You little boy, you probably have an elm head. I don't know what to do."

Xie Lingzheng also laughed: "I am stupid."

He looked up at the moon, leaning on Wen Yuruanxiang on his shoulder, but he was a little absent-minded.

Law Enforcement Zun is in a good mood this year, and insists on celebrating Xiao Wuyin's birthday at Yaotai. A group of immortals gathered to enjoy the moon while feasting. Xiao Wuyin originally wanted to bring him with him, but he didn't like the etiquette of the fairy banquet, so he refused Coming out of the lower realm to play with Liu Yaoyao, he was extremely happy at first, but at this moment, beside the muddy river full of lanterns, he always felt empty in his heart, as if something was missing around him.

He was thinking quietly, and suddenly he heard a moan behind his ears, and then Liu Yaoyao let out a chuckle.

"What?" Xie Lingzheng was puzzled.

"Hush, behind the tree," Liu Yaoyao said in a low voice, "there is Xiao Qinger working on something."

"What are you doing?" Xie Lingzheng asked.

Liu Yaoyao gently tore away a handful of branches and leaves, and pulled him to look at them. He saw a pair of Bi people entangled together. He immediately looked away, his ears turned red, and he whispered, "Why are you so tired?" Tell me to watch this!"

Liu Yaoyao sneered at him: "Peach Blossom Swordsman Xie Lingzheng, I am a real peach blossom, and you are a fake romantic. Don't worry, on this full moon night, doing such things with people under the marriage tree is the meaning of the truth. It’s not as filthy as you think. The truth is good, and you’re not afraid of being discovered.”

Xie Lingzheng was annoyed: "How can you not be afraid of showing people to do such a shameful thing?"

"Indulging in pleasure, eating, drinking, living, and traveling are all human beings, so what's there to be ashamed of? You gods are hypocritical every day, which is inexplicable." Liu Yaoyao snorted, and took out a jade flute from his waist, " You just listen."

The sound of the flute gradually sounded, and the movement behind the flying dragon tree paused, and then became more and more enthusiastic. The melodious and joyful tune opened up a soft and red picture: the lights in the ten-mile living room were brightly lit, the smoke rose, and each family lived in their own way. Households set up hydrangea balls in red tents, and the swollen affection gathers into springs like strands of thought, and the water is naturally twisted into one strand, intertwined with thousands of households and thousands of lights dotted with dots, turning into blue rocks settled in red gauze tents, thick Extravagant and beautiful, but the bandits do not turn.

Xie Lingzheng listened in a daze, only to feel that this tune was the same as, yet different from, the "Changfeng Tune". The apex of his heart leads straight to one person, making his chest hurt and itchy.

After thinking about it, he always felt that his chest was getting more and more empty, so he walked to the river, bought a jug of wine with the old man selling wine by the roadside, sat by the river, seemed to be pressing fire, and drank it in big gulps clean.

After playing Liu Yaoyao, she leaned up to him and asked, "How is it?"

He was slightly drunk and replied: "Excellent, what song is this?"

"I don't have a name, my mother taught me." Liu Yaoyao said, "It's said that it can open Yumu's head—fool, let me see what you wrote."

Xie Lingzheng handed her the lantern casually, not knowing what words he had scribbled in the dazed moment just now.

"Oh." Liu Yaoyao took a look and shouted, "I thought you had finally enlightened, what is this, you fool." She pushed the lantern into the water without casting any spells, Let the flowers dim.

Xie Lingzheng was sobered up by her scolding, he only thought that he had written some nonsense that shouldn't be written, so he hurriedly asked the fisherman beside him to borrow a bamboo basket, jumped into the water, was covered in mud, and then took the zero. The scattered petals go back.

I saw a circle of words clearly written on the petals:

"May Master be safe, happy, prosperous and healthy"

Liu Yaoyao spat: "Let you think about your sweetheart, you actually used this marriage lamp to celebrate the birthday of that evil god, so as not to ruin the scenery."

Xie Lingzheng hurriedly apologized with a smile, but felt that the words were not in the right taste.

He was slightly dazed, and looked down at the circle of words again. Suddenly, his hands trembled imperceptibly, and his face turned from white to red.

Liu Yaoyao still wanted to scold him a few more words, but met his thoughtful eyes, stopped her voice suddenly, and asked instead: "What's wrong with you?"

Xie Lingzheng didn't respond for a long time, and after a while, a pair of tricks suddenly lit up, and the overflowing emotions seemed to be unable to be locked at last, and Yang Yang floated into his eye sockets.

Liu Yaoyao was stunned for a moment, then suddenly came to his senses, and shouted in horror: "You can't..."

Xie Lingzheng raised his head, hugged the bamboo basket tightly in his arms, his two stars were shining like fireworks: "Waist, I—"

"Hush—" Liu Yaoyao blocked his mouth and said in a breathy voice, "Don't do it, you will die!"

"I like him!" Xie Lingzheng shouted as if he had finally discovered the rarest treasure in the world, "I like him!"

Liu Yaoyao got anxious, and also became reckless, shouting to each other like two fools in front of the marriage river: "You can't like anyone you like!"

But Xie Lingzheng couldn't hear it anymore, there was no flute music in his ears, only the explosion of stars falling and fireworks exploding.

There is only one thought floating in his mind: I like him, whether it is in the immortal way or the ghost way, I want everyone in this world to know that I like him.

Here, the Taoist ghosts in the mud are busy seeking marriage by the river, and the immortals are having a feast at the Yaotai banquet over there.

Law Enforcement Tianzun sat at the head with a smile in the corner of his eyes.Although his identity sounds bluffing, compared to Xiao Wuyin, Hong Xiao is the one who looks more kindly and kindly. At this moment, he is sipping something from his cup, leisurely watching the dancer with her sleeves full and dancing gracefully.

Yingtai Immortal sits next to the first one, dressed in pure white brocade, with long hair tied in a jade crown, with two silver ribbons tied between his hair, and a waistcoat made of jade and pearls on his shoulders, and a jade belt around his waist. As bright as a jade tree, with a cold demeanor, only a red mole between the eyebrows is burning like fire.

He doesn't drink alcohol, but uses tea instead, holding a white jade teacup in his hand. At first glance, he can't tell whether his wrists are whiter or the jade is more moist. It is covered with snow.

He looked very beautiful, but among the immortals, except for Hongxiao Immortal, no one dared to look directly at his face, and even the two disciples who followed him watched his nose and heart, and dared not make a sound.

Xiao Wuyin felt a little boring, she was used to being accompanied by the laughing and noisy Xie Lingzheng, and when she brought other people, it was a little boring.

Law enforcement Tianzun understood his mood with just one glance, smiled and raised the wine bottle at him: "Why didn't I see you bring that kitten that jumped up and down today?"

Xiao Wuyin raised his glass briefly, and replied: "The poor have no education, the lower realms are looking for those cronies."

Law Enforcement Venerable didn't think so, he shook his head and said: "Lingzheng is a child with a pure nature, and he is naturally close to the world, so don't criticize him."

Xiao Wuyin didn't answer, but he was a little displeased with Hong Xiao's comments in his heart.

At this moment, there was a commotion from below the stage.

All the celestial guests looked up, only to hear the tinkling of gauze curtains and bead curtains, and the heavenly soldiers who guarded the gate scolded a few times but did not stop them. Suddenly, the smell of alcohol flooded into the hall. Young people who looked like baskets and beggars rushed into the banquet.

The immortals were in an uproar, and an immortal teacher in the hall shouted: "Who is this? Why did you let a beggar in?"

The Law Enforcer who sat at the top smiled slightly, looked at Xiao Wuyin's face as cold as ice, and said in harmony: "This statement is wrong, beggars can't come to Yaotai Immortal Lake. Lingzheng, where are you going? After playing, why did you look like a mud monkey?"

As soon as he said this, the surroundings were in chaos. Behind Xiao Wuyin, the spirit tool Mu Lingxi had no light on his face and no place to be ashamed. He only felt that the senior brother's actions were really inappropriate. However, Xiao Wuyin hadn't spoken yet, and naturally It's not until the two of them talk too much.

Although Xie Lingzheng was sloppy, his brows were still full of spirit. He strode into the hall, first knelt down in Xiao Wuyin's direction, kowtowed to greet the master, then bowed to the head seat to see Hong Xiao, and then hugged Xiao Wuyin. With a bamboo basket in his arms, he took out the full bouquet of flying dragon flower petals, brought them to the table in Yingtai Mountain, knelt down and said in a loud voice: "Master's birthday, the spirit token should be a generous gift, but the kid is just greedy for fun, incompetent and rich. I also neglected to make arrangements, just happened to pass by the Feilong River tonight, and heard that the flying dragon tree had just bloomed for a hundred years, so I picked one of them, and wanted to give it to Master to express my heart, wishing Master good luck and good health, and a long life in Mianze!"

When everyone heard the words and looked around, they saw that although his body was dirty, the bouquet of petals in his arms was fragrant and clean, and the fragrance was compelling, and they could tell at a glance that it was the Feilonghua.

All the immortals looked at each other, Qi Qi changed color.

Everyone here knows what the intention of this ghost marriage flower is. The sweet and honey fragrance that radiates implies an invitation for joy, and the gift of flower petals is more of a bond of love.In the early years, some juniors in the Immortal Dao rushed to catch up with the fashion, and it would be fine to secretly give a couple of flying dragon petals to the immortal couple for fun, but never has anyone held a sleeve of lewd flowers in their arms in front of the public, and never had anyone dared to give them away. To the Immortal Lord Yingtai who killed demons and became evil?

Mu Lingxi's face turned pale with fright, Cheng Lingqi also gritted his teeth, only Hong Xiao, the Law Enforcer in the hall, remained calm, and accused Xiao Wuyin with a smile: "Wuyin is confused, no matter how much you hate ghosts, The implication of the flying dragon flower is still to be taught to the disciples."

Before Xiao Wuyin could answer, Xie Lingzheng continued: "I'm telling you, Lingzheng doesn't understand the meaning of the flying dragon flower. Lingzheng offered this flower in the hope that he can form a spiritual bond with the master, get married, enjoy the joy of fish and water, and become a success." Good hair tie."

He enunciated clearly, his voice was clear and clear, and he said each word without seriousness, but the hall fell silent immediately, and no one dared to say a word.

Needle drop could be heard in Yaotai Hall for a while.

The smile on Lian Hongxiao's face faded a little—he wanted to rescue Xie Lingzheng, so he found a step to let him go down, but he didn't expect him to be so frank and frank, and this is enough to shock the fairy world. He spoke lightly and landed on the ground, covered with water and hard to recover, and he didn't even move for more than half a moment.

Thousands of gazes immediately fell on Xiao Wuyin, including the gaze from Xie Lingzheng. This disciple's eyes were a little more earnest and clear than those of others, so clear that one couldn't bear to let him down.

Yingtai Xianjun was silent for a moment, his expression was still calm, but his fingertips holding the teacup seemed to tighten slightly.

After a long while, he finally put the jade lamp on the table, flicked his sleeves lightly, and ordered: "Zheng'er is drunk. The spirit weapon is consonant. Help your senior brother go back to Mount Yingtai to rest."

Everyone in the hall breathed a sigh of relief.

Xie Lingzheng was slightly stunned, he raised his eyes and saw two people behind Xiao Wuyin who were about to come forward to take him out, he couldn't help feeling hot-headed and even more drunk, he just stood there and refused to move.

Cheng Lingqi and the two looked at each other, and quickly gave him several winks.He couldn't see it, he just felt that his chest was on fire, and he couldn't tell whether it was the smell of alcohol or lust for a moment, and he thought that if he didn't do anything else, the surging waves would swallow him whole, and the narrow and congested chest would instantly swallow him up. It will explode.

He thought to himself: Master doesn't want to talk to me, but wants to make me drunk, I might as well follow his wishes and get drunk more thoroughly.

Thinking in this way, he suddenly exerted his strength, broke away from the two people who were hooping his shoulders, and leaned forward to the table where Xiao Wuyin was sitting, let go and scattered the petals full of petals on the table like snowflakes, and then the whole person fell into a rut. He jumped up, knelt on one knee and sat on the table, knocked the melon and fruit tea to the ground, bent down, hugged Xiao Wuyin's shoulder as if no one was there, and kissed those two slightly cold lips gently.

There was the sound of cups and bowls falling to the ground, but Xie Lingzheng didn't listen, and there was also the sound of sharp blades being unsheathed, which he wasn't afraid of.

The moment his lips touched, his heart jumped out of his chest, countless small and joyful flames caught his soul and six souls, and soaked him from head to toe in the wine vat of affection.The sour, sweet, bitter and spicy all poured into the ears, nose, and invaded the viscera, so that the gorgeousness in front of his eyes lost its color, and only seven large characters remained:

I hope I won't wake up after being drunk.