God [Ancient Sword]
Chapter 113
After a long time, the curtains of the pile of veils were gently pulled back, and the gradually airtight space covered the coolness from the window cracks, and also covered the warm light from the glazed lamps hanging on the wooden hooks at the head of the bed. outside.
Su Niang smelled the faint smell of snow, and there was a subtle fragrance of bamboo in the snow, which was especially clear in the familiar scent of agarwood.The young man slowly sat on the side of the bed, but he didn't make any movements. He just stared at her face carefully in the dim light.She was wearing a jacket wrapped in cotton silk, with a lining sewn from lambskin by the nanny inside, and she didn't feel too cold even when she sat up with the quilt lifted, but the fire in the house rolled and the air waves seeped in. The bed curtain, which lingered for a long time, dyed a faint warmth on her face.
There was a chill on her arm, which almost made her shiver. She lowered her head in a daze, and the bouncing and yawning chick had rolled from the pillow into her sleeve, and rolled straight into her flesh and blood into blurred lines.So this movement also seemed to break some kind of stalemate here. Jin was lifted up and wrapped around her body, and one hand touched her face, touching the hot fingertips, and then opened a section of bed curtain with her hand back. , Let the outside air flow dilute some dryness.Light also shone in.
The young man's fingers were slender and clean, there was no sickly whiteness in the dim light, on the contrary, they were shining like white jade.The side of his face was bathed in warm light, and the light leaked into the dark eyes, which also illuminated it with bright colors like stars, but the other side was covered by the shadow of the curtain, and no light was ever seen. , let him look half as bright as the morning sun, half as dark as the abyss.
"Ah Yan." He called softly.
The voice was still youthful and clear, but it was very light, so light that it floated, as if it was deliberately pressed in the throat and spit out slowly and carefully.She even felt that the sound of snow falling outside was louder than it.
She looked up at him, motionless, and it took a long time to free her arm from the quilt.Soon she was hugged into a hug, and her limp hands were stuffed back. The young man skillfully put her on his lap, just like he had done countless times before.
"Why avoid me?" he said.The pulled curtain in the Buddhist hall made him think for a long time but couldn't figure it out.
Obviously holding the lock of the sky, but it is always when they meet each other that they realize that this moment has arrived. Probably the fall of the water god in the beginning of the year also caused Tiandao to erase some of the power of the god, but, there has never been a single time. The moment she knew he existed, she would turn around and run away.
Su Niang's face was buried in his chest, the smell of snow bamboo was more intense, it was not smelled by the nose, but more similar to the feeling that it was fused into the flesh and blood, so it could only be vaguely glimpsed by the soul.
She replied sullenly: "...Tired of you waiting." When a person who has not returned home for a long time finally sets foot on his hometown, he will always have a feeling of being close to his hometown. She has not seen him for many years, and she seems to have such an inexplicable feeling. intolerable feeling.The metaphor is not exact, but it is roughly such a complicated emotion.It was her miscalculation of more than two hundred years. At that time, when she entrusted the White Dragon King in Beihai, she never expected that because of everything she did, Liantang would have to expend so much energy to fill in her gaps. The theory of reincarnation.
If she doesn't come, he will just wait in the world.In the mirror of reincarnation, she and Xue Huang looked at each other year by year, and he grew old year by year in the mortal world.
Snow Emperor said, isn't it good?How many reincarnations have you waited for him to meet, there should be one time when he also has a taste of waiting for you.
Snow Emperor said again, look...he looks like you now, I managed to get that bead back, but you turned your head and used it in the East China Sea, your soul power can't last long, if it doesn't work this time , once dead, it will be properly turned into a wild soul.
Later, Xuehuang also said that if this continues, the chaotic lotus seeds may support him... Once the lotus seeds are present, what kind of harm do you think Heaven will come up with to wait for you?
"It's not bitter." He said, "It's not as good as yours."
She looked up at him and said nothing.
The young man lowered his head, put his chin on her head, and smiled quietly.The longer you wait, the more things you can think about.He walked back step by step along the course of thousands of years, saw those things he hadn't noticed, saw those things that had changed in time, and saw the things she had left for him, only to realize that, Those who thought they were lost in time, no matter how much time had passed, would still stay where they were, waiting for him to come back and look for them.
He didn't have a hard time waiting.As long as you think of the countless encounters and countless partings in those years, you will know that the most beautiful thing is actually waiting.
"This is the last time," he said with a smile, "Ah Yan, we can finally wait for an ending."
When she woke up in the morning, the curtains on the bed were tightly closed. She poked her eyes out from the edge of the quilt and looked around, but no one was there. In the hazy light, only the light cluster lying beside the pillow was clearly visible.He didn't know when he ran out of her body again, lying softly on the pillow, his small chest heaving and falling, obviously sleeping soundly.
She stuck out her finger and poked.nothing happened.Another poke.
The chick covered its head with its small wings, moved its body, accidentally slid to the edge, lost control of its balance, and rolled directly from the pillow, trapped between the soft bed and blanket, woke up, struggled Did not earn it.
Su Niang shook the quilt, and the dumpling rolled out with a gurgling gurgle, pulled out its head in a daze, and looked up.
'Ah-Yan, A-Yan! ' It flapped its wings quickly and jubilantly.He leaned over, rubbed against her face, then burrowed into her shoulder sockets, squeezed against her face, and narrowed his eyes contentedly.
"Where did you go?" Su Niang asked softly.It flew out yesterday and didn't come back with people until midnight. She wouldn't believe it if it was said that there was nothing attracting it, so it couldn't think of leaving.
'Listen to him playing the piano. 'Probably because his body shape has returned, and even his voice has become a little soft,' Ah Yan, his piano is really different! '
Can you listen to the piano for so long... She thought: "Why is it different?"
The Snow Emperor got stuck, and thought for a long time: "Ah, you once said that you don't spare the singer's pain, but hurt your bosom friend. '
The same limp girl nodded seriously: "Well... I said it."
'His qin is hidden so deep that he can't even understand everything in the world, but this time, I understand the qin! '
The lotus pond is full of aura, and the pictures in the reincarnation mirror are constantly flowing, but most of them can only see the pictures, and any sound is distorted even if it is conveyed through causality.Probably, this was the first time Snow Emperor listened to his qin after coming to heaven.
Su Niang asked: "What did you hear?"
The chick turned its neck secretly, poked out its eyes to look at her, and quickly retracted its little head.
'It's just...it's...' It hesitated a bit, 'It's probably...sentimental! '
It's a really hard feeling to put into words.What is emotion, it has a concept, and God also has emotion, so what is loveliness?It doesn't understand.The last phoenix in the world, although it is not it after being reborn from Nirvana, but in another sense, it is indeed immortal. There must always be such a phoenix in the world, and it is it.And it was born in an era much earlier than that of the human race, so it doesn't understand love, no matter how much you read, it will only be your own understanding.
I don't know when, it seems that someone said such a word, and it still remembers it very clearly.Probably when there was no prince Changqin, and when Fuxi was working as Se Shennong and making Qin, the wind of music began to flourish in Hongya Realm. Who said that people who love Qin are in line with mountains and rivers.In this world opened up by the Great God Pan Gu, as soon as he was born, there was a cause and effect, and the first fate started from here. God has feelings for mountains and rivers, even the first one is just his own respect for this world.
In line with the landscape, Xue Huang thought later, the meaning of these words, maybe the piano player is passionate.
And the prince Changqin is the spirit of Qin.He put the love of heaven and earth, and everything in the world doesn't understand, so he felt that the Qin was ruthless.A long time ago, Xuehuang liked to listen to him playing music, but she couldn't understand what he was caressing, she just thought it was a very lonely and restrained emotion.It can be in harmony with the world, but it cannot be integrated into this world. What other people use to integrate is only their own artistic conception.Those who are passionate must hurt themselves, and his qin must also hurt himself, but thousands of years of reincarnation have passed by, but the love in this qin can be understood by Snow Emperor.So straightforward, so pure, so tender that it brings tears to your eyes... Please stay with me, and... Please respond to me.
Snow Emperor thought, this qin must have changed because of A-Yan, and it only listened to a section of the qin, which was enough to forgive all the grievances it had given him.
'It's so beautiful. 'it says.
When Su Niang heard what it said, she also yearned for it.
She has heard it.She feels the subtle changes in his piano all her life.In her dream, she heard his unspoken cry. In her dream, she returned to the ancient Buzhou Mountain. The fairy from later generations looked up at her holding the qin. The wind blew his hair away. He didn't speak, but the sky was filled with All echoed the voice in his heart.
He said, God, please look at me, please look at me.
All his piano sounds are telling, please don't forget me, please stay with me.
One person and one bird cuddled together, and there was no such physical contact for a long, long time—until the nanny gently opened the curtains.
The little lady who was lying on the bed had already woken up, looking up at her with wide eyes, and then the nanny's expression froze for a while, staring at something beside the pillow in a somewhat incredulous way.
"Where did it come from...Chicken..."
"Chirp Chirp" the chick screamed angrily, its little wings fluttered and jumped into Su Niang's arms.
Before the nanny could react, Su Niang folded her arms in a guard posture, blinking her innocent eyes back.
"Dirty." The nanny said calmly, thinking that it was a pheasant cub in the mountains, who somehow entered the house when it was cold and looking for a warm nest, and kindly persuaded, "Let the nanny wash it for you?"
"Not dirty." My little master shook her head angrily and said.
"Amo—" cried the nanny.
Picking up the chick without any effort, throwing it on the tall figure who came into the room, bending over, picking up Su Niang and dressing her, completely ignoring the child in her arms staring wide-eyed at A Mo taking the Snow Emperor away Excited eyes.
——"Sister, sister!" Lan Sheng jumped up and down to find her to have breakfast together.
Su Niang raised her head at the edge of the pit, smiled at him, then buried her head back, and poked the little body spread out on the table.
"Chirp..." Snow Emperor wanted to cry without tears.
Fortunately, it is not an ordinary bird, otherwise such a flush in the winter would definitely be a typical example of dying.It didn't notice that it had regained its shape. The spiritual power cultivated on A-Yan's arm must not be enough, so it was because of the few meatballs he ate at Prince Changqin's place?
"Little chicken!" Lan Sheng also jumped into the pit, and leaned over to look at it, "Where did you catch it?"
Snow Emperor lazily turned himself over, ignoring others.
"It's a bird." Su Niang said.
Seeing the nanny approaching with the porridge, she immediately swept Xue Huang into her arms and looked up innocently.
The nurse calmly knocked a boiled egg into her porridge bowl, staring at her as she drank the porridge slowly.
"Sister, eat cloud cake!"
After breakfast, Fang Lansheng took Snow Emperor for a walk.
The snow-covered temples are quiet and beautiful.Greeting to the little monks along the road, walking to the gate of the mountain, but far away, I saw someone clearing the snow path from bottom to top.
"Yeah, it's early in the morning, and there are guests again?" Lan Sheng looked down excitedly.
Snow Emperor, who had been weak all this time, fluttered and flew to her shoulder, and looked around.
'Ah Yan, here he comes. '
Lan Sheng looked around in confusion. He didn't hear the small voice like a hallucination, but he did hear other voices.
Because of his weird behavior, Su Niang looked up at him curiously, Xue Huang also turned her head to look at him, the child scratched the back of his head, shook his head and said: "Sister, I seem to hear someone talking."
Both Su Niang and Xue Huang were startled.The little bird glanced at her, then looked up at Fang Lansheng, and soon bounced to her other shoulder.Lan Sheng lowered his head, and it raised his head.
'Hey, can you hear me? ' The chick looked at him curiously.
Lan Sheng blinked, blinked again, looked up at Su Niang, and looked down at Su Niang again. The child didn't know how to be afraid, but he still found it very interesting.
"Sister, it can talk!"
The author has something to say: 11.19
Whoops, it's the 19th before I know it...
Before going to Qingyu Altar, the boss definitely wants to move in and live with Ah Yan.
Su Niang smelled the faint smell of snow, and there was a subtle fragrance of bamboo in the snow, which was especially clear in the familiar scent of agarwood.The young man slowly sat on the side of the bed, but he didn't make any movements. He just stared at her face carefully in the dim light.She was wearing a jacket wrapped in cotton silk, with a lining sewn from lambskin by the nanny inside, and she didn't feel too cold even when she sat up with the quilt lifted, but the fire in the house rolled and the air waves seeped in. The bed curtain, which lingered for a long time, dyed a faint warmth on her face.
There was a chill on her arm, which almost made her shiver. She lowered her head in a daze, and the bouncing and yawning chick had rolled from the pillow into her sleeve, and rolled straight into her flesh and blood into blurred lines.So this movement also seemed to break some kind of stalemate here. Jin was lifted up and wrapped around her body, and one hand touched her face, touching the hot fingertips, and then opened a section of bed curtain with her hand back. , Let the outside air flow dilute some dryness.Light also shone in.
The young man's fingers were slender and clean, there was no sickly whiteness in the dim light, on the contrary, they were shining like white jade.The side of his face was bathed in warm light, and the light leaked into the dark eyes, which also illuminated it with bright colors like stars, but the other side was covered by the shadow of the curtain, and no light was ever seen. , let him look half as bright as the morning sun, half as dark as the abyss.
"Ah Yan." He called softly.
The voice was still youthful and clear, but it was very light, so light that it floated, as if it was deliberately pressed in the throat and spit out slowly and carefully.She even felt that the sound of snow falling outside was louder than it.
She looked up at him, motionless, and it took a long time to free her arm from the quilt.Soon she was hugged into a hug, and her limp hands were stuffed back. The young man skillfully put her on his lap, just like he had done countless times before.
"Why avoid me?" he said.The pulled curtain in the Buddhist hall made him think for a long time but couldn't figure it out.
Obviously holding the lock of the sky, but it is always when they meet each other that they realize that this moment has arrived. Probably the fall of the water god in the beginning of the year also caused Tiandao to erase some of the power of the god, but, there has never been a single time. The moment she knew he existed, she would turn around and run away.
Su Niang's face was buried in his chest, the smell of snow bamboo was more intense, it was not smelled by the nose, but more similar to the feeling that it was fused into the flesh and blood, so it could only be vaguely glimpsed by the soul.
She replied sullenly: "...Tired of you waiting." When a person who has not returned home for a long time finally sets foot on his hometown, he will always have a feeling of being close to his hometown. She has not seen him for many years, and she seems to have such an inexplicable feeling. intolerable feeling.The metaphor is not exact, but it is roughly such a complicated emotion.It was her miscalculation of more than two hundred years. At that time, when she entrusted the White Dragon King in Beihai, she never expected that because of everything she did, Liantang would have to expend so much energy to fill in her gaps. The theory of reincarnation.
If she doesn't come, he will just wait in the world.In the mirror of reincarnation, she and Xue Huang looked at each other year by year, and he grew old year by year in the mortal world.
Snow Emperor said, isn't it good?How many reincarnations have you waited for him to meet, there should be one time when he also has a taste of waiting for you.
Snow Emperor said again, look...he looks like you now, I managed to get that bead back, but you turned your head and used it in the East China Sea, your soul power can't last long, if it doesn't work this time , once dead, it will be properly turned into a wild soul.
Later, Xuehuang also said that if this continues, the chaotic lotus seeds may support him... Once the lotus seeds are present, what kind of harm do you think Heaven will come up with to wait for you?
"It's not bitter." He said, "It's not as good as yours."
She looked up at him and said nothing.
The young man lowered his head, put his chin on her head, and smiled quietly.The longer you wait, the more things you can think about.He walked back step by step along the course of thousands of years, saw those things he hadn't noticed, saw those things that had changed in time, and saw the things she had left for him, only to realize that, Those who thought they were lost in time, no matter how much time had passed, would still stay where they were, waiting for him to come back and look for them.
He didn't have a hard time waiting.As long as you think of the countless encounters and countless partings in those years, you will know that the most beautiful thing is actually waiting.
"This is the last time," he said with a smile, "Ah Yan, we can finally wait for an ending."
When she woke up in the morning, the curtains on the bed were tightly closed. She poked her eyes out from the edge of the quilt and looked around, but no one was there. In the hazy light, only the light cluster lying beside the pillow was clearly visible.He didn't know when he ran out of her body again, lying softly on the pillow, his small chest heaving and falling, obviously sleeping soundly.
She stuck out her finger and poked.nothing happened.Another poke.
The chick covered its head with its small wings, moved its body, accidentally slid to the edge, lost control of its balance, and rolled directly from the pillow, trapped between the soft bed and blanket, woke up, struggled Did not earn it.
Su Niang shook the quilt, and the dumpling rolled out with a gurgling gurgle, pulled out its head in a daze, and looked up.
'Ah-Yan, A-Yan! ' It flapped its wings quickly and jubilantly.He leaned over, rubbed against her face, then burrowed into her shoulder sockets, squeezed against her face, and narrowed his eyes contentedly.
"Where did you go?" Su Niang asked softly.It flew out yesterday and didn't come back with people until midnight. She wouldn't believe it if it was said that there was nothing attracting it, so it couldn't think of leaving.
'Listen to him playing the piano. 'Probably because his body shape has returned, and even his voice has become a little soft,' Ah Yan, his piano is really different! '
Can you listen to the piano for so long... She thought: "Why is it different?"
The Snow Emperor got stuck, and thought for a long time: "Ah, you once said that you don't spare the singer's pain, but hurt your bosom friend. '
The same limp girl nodded seriously: "Well... I said it."
'His qin is hidden so deep that he can't even understand everything in the world, but this time, I understand the qin! '
The lotus pond is full of aura, and the pictures in the reincarnation mirror are constantly flowing, but most of them can only see the pictures, and any sound is distorted even if it is conveyed through causality.Probably, this was the first time Snow Emperor listened to his qin after coming to heaven.
Su Niang asked: "What did you hear?"
The chick turned its neck secretly, poked out its eyes to look at her, and quickly retracted its little head.
'It's just...it's...' It hesitated a bit, 'It's probably...sentimental! '
It's a really hard feeling to put into words.What is emotion, it has a concept, and God also has emotion, so what is loveliness?It doesn't understand.The last phoenix in the world, although it is not it after being reborn from Nirvana, but in another sense, it is indeed immortal. There must always be such a phoenix in the world, and it is it.And it was born in an era much earlier than that of the human race, so it doesn't understand love, no matter how much you read, it will only be your own understanding.
I don't know when, it seems that someone said such a word, and it still remembers it very clearly.Probably when there was no prince Changqin, and when Fuxi was working as Se Shennong and making Qin, the wind of music began to flourish in Hongya Realm. Who said that people who love Qin are in line with mountains and rivers.In this world opened up by the Great God Pan Gu, as soon as he was born, there was a cause and effect, and the first fate started from here. God has feelings for mountains and rivers, even the first one is just his own respect for this world.
In line with the landscape, Xue Huang thought later, the meaning of these words, maybe the piano player is passionate.
And the prince Changqin is the spirit of Qin.He put the love of heaven and earth, and everything in the world doesn't understand, so he felt that the Qin was ruthless.A long time ago, Xuehuang liked to listen to him playing music, but she couldn't understand what he was caressing, she just thought it was a very lonely and restrained emotion.It can be in harmony with the world, but it cannot be integrated into this world. What other people use to integrate is only their own artistic conception.Those who are passionate must hurt themselves, and his qin must also hurt himself, but thousands of years of reincarnation have passed by, but the love in this qin can be understood by Snow Emperor.So straightforward, so pure, so tender that it brings tears to your eyes... Please stay with me, and... Please respond to me.
Snow Emperor thought, this qin must have changed because of A-Yan, and it only listened to a section of the qin, which was enough to forgive all the grievances it had given him.
'It's so beautiful. 'it says.
When Su Niang heard what it said, she also yearned for it.
She has heard it.She feels the subtle changes in his piano all her life.In her dream, she heard his unspoken cry. In her dream, she returned to the ancient Buzhou Mountain. The fairy from later generations looked up at her holding the qin. The wind blew his hair away. He didn't speak, but the sky was filled with All echoed the voice in his heart.
He said, God, please look at me, please look at me.
All his piano sounds are telling, please don't forget me, please stay with me.
One person and one bird cuddled together, and there was no such physical contact for a long, long time—until the nanny gently opened the curtains.
The little lady who was lying on the bed had already woken up, looking up at her with wide eyes, and then the nanny's expression froze for a while, staring at something beside the pillow in a somewhat incredulous way.
"Where did it come from...Chicken..."
"Chirp Chirp" the chick screamed angrily, its little wings fluttered and jumped into Su Niang's arms.
Before the nanny could react, Su Niang folded her arms in a guard posture, blinking her innocent eyes back.
"Dirty." The nanny said calmly, thinking that it was a pheasant cub in the mountains, who somehow entered the house when it was cold and looking for a warm nest, and kindly persuaded, "Let the nanny wash it for you?"
"Not dirty." My little master shook her head angrily and said.
"Amo—" cried the nanny.
Picking up the chick without any effort, throwing it on the tall figure who came into the room, bending over, picking up Su Niang and dressing her, completely ignoring the child in her arms staring wide-eyed at A Mo taking the Snow Emperor away Excited eyes.
——"Sister, sister!" Lan Sheng jumped up and down to find her to have breakfast together.
Su Niang raised her head at the edge of the pit, smiled at him, then buried her head back, and poked the little body spread out on the table.
"Chirp..." Snow Emperor wanted to cry without tears.
Fortunately, it is not an ordinary bird, otherwise such a flush in the winter would definitely be a typical example of dying.It didn't notice that it had regained its shape. The spiritual power cultivated on A-Yan's arm must not be enough, so it was because of the few meatballs he ate at Prince Changqin's place?
"Little chicken!" Lan Sheng also jumped into the pit, and leaned over to look at it, "Where did you catch it?"
Snow Emperor lazily turned himself over, ignoring others.
"It's a bird." Su Niang said.
Seeing the nanny approaching with the porridge, she immediately swept Xue Huang into her arms and looked up innocently.
The nurse calmly knocked a boiled egg into her porridge bowl, staring at her as she drank the porridge slowly.
"Sister, eat cloud cake!"
After breakfast, Fang Lansheng took Snow Emperor for a walk.
The snow-covered temples are quiet and beautiful.Greeting to the little monks along the road, walking to the gate of the mountain, but far away, I saw someone clearing the snow path from bottom to top.
"Yeah, it's early in the morning, and there are guests again?" Lan Sheng looked down excitedly.
Snow Emperor, who had been weak all this time, fluttered and flew to her shoulder, and looked around.
'Ah Yan, here he comes. '
Lan Sheng looked around in confusion. He didn't hear the small voice like a hallucination, but he did hear other voices.
Because of his weird behavior, Su Niang looked up at him curiously, Xue Huang also turned her head to look at him, the child scratched the back of his head, shook his head and said: "Sister, I seem to hear someone talking."
Both Su Niang and Xue Huang were startled.The little bird glanced at her, then looked up at Fang Lansheng, and soon bounced to her other shoulder.Lan Sheng lowered his head, and it raised his head.
'Hey, can you hear me? ' The chick looked at him curiously.
Lan Sheng blinked, blinked again, looked up at Su Niang, and looked down at Su Niang again. The child didn't know how to be afraid, but he still found it very interesting.
"Sister, it can talk!"
The author has something to say: 11.19
Whoops, it's the 19th before I know it...
Before going to Qingyu Altar, the boss definitely wants to move in and live with Ah Yan.
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