Strange Tales

"Brother, you really want to jump off the Zhuxian Terrace and fall into a fairy bone. The relationship between you and that mortal will never change until death. Is the brotherhood between you and me for thousands of years like dust?"

"Lingxi, brother, I'm sorry for you. After living for so many years, people say that the world of mortals is bounded together and clouds are connected, but what good is being a fairy? Lingxi, you are still young, and when you grow up, you will understand."

The fairy with fluttering robes jumped up, and that little Miscanthus fairy, Lingjun, was no longer seen in the fairy books in the Nine Heavens.

"elder brother......"

On the stage of Zhuxian, the white clothes are painted like a painting, the frost is dyed in the wind, and the wind is ten miles above the nine heavens. Lingxi looks at the layers of clouds and smoke under the platform of Zhuxian from a distance.

At the beginning, his elder brother Ling Jun was so willing to destroy his thousand-year cultivation, just to join hands with a mortal to grow old. What good is there in the mortal world? It's just layers of bones, rotten.

I don't know who once said that people's hearts in this world stink the most through the belly.Fanchen's love is nothing but a fleeting moment, just a child's play, romantic, how can eternal sincerity? His brother is definitely an idiot.

A few floral fragrances passed by, she was wearing a pink phalaenopsis embroidered skirt, and she was wearing a graceful and elegant Liuyue bun. She only had a Dushan penetrating white jade bracelet as a decoration. She approached Lingxi on lotus steps, and her mouth lightly Qi: "Brother Lingxi, I heard that you have received the decree from the king of heaven, and you will soon go down to the earth to eradicate the epidemics in Riliang City in order to cultivate merits and virtues. Yaodie only hopes that brother Lingxi can return as soon as possible."

Lingxi didn't respond, Yaodie knew that Lingxi's elder brother had been so indifferent and taciturn since Lingjun became a mortal and got rid of his fairy status, so she didn't think it was surprising.

The sky was shrouded in clouds and mist, and the divine bird raised by the Queen of Heaven flitted across the clear water of Yaochi from time to time, leaving layers of ripples on the water surface and slowly dissipating.

In Riliang City, there are thousands of villages with arrows left by Xueli people, and tens of thousands of households with Xiaoshu ghosts singing. The plague spreads wantonly like a prairie fire.

There are human bones in the rice paddies, the once prosperous gathering place is now full of desolation.Human life is as cheap as a mustard, and the loess is buried as a thousand-person grave.

In the meantime, there was a white-clothed doctor with wonderful hands to rejuvenate and hang the pot to help the world, with light eyebrows and long-lasting, pale complexion, and a green jade pendant on his waist. He saw, heard and asked, and healed the patients from the south of the city. He gave free decoctions and medicines. Because of his kind heart, he was honored as Song Xian by the people in the city.

The spirit does not like the human world, the mortal dust is so filthy, it is really hard to find a pure land, the plague is rampant, it is just God's intentional punishment, and the world is a furnace, nature is a workmanship; yin and yang are charcoal, and everything is copper.Everything in the world seems to be suffering in the furnace, struggling for a lifetime, and ending it in a hurry.

But now seeing Song Ci, dressed in warm white clothes, so delicate and fragile, still not resting all day long, saving lives, his heart can't help but move.But he also thought that mortals are used to superficial tricks, and back then his elder brother was even lured by a mortal into the world of mortals, suffering the pain of eternal life and eternal reincarnation.

"Song Ci, do you know that your own strength is weak, even if you burn the ointment and carry on the sundial, you can only save a corner." Lingxi appeared under the old tree in the south of the city.

"I know that I am poor, but I really can't bear to see patients suffer. My son said so, so there is no good plan." Song Ci stopped making the soup, raised his red and tired eyes, and asked expectantly.

"If I said, I want Song Xian's order to appease the constricted air of the source of the plague, would you be willing?" Lingxi said calmly, as if an old friend was inviting him to have a long talk over tea.

The decoction jar in Song Ci's hand fell to the ground with a "chi-la" sound, and fell into pieces, and the thick black decoction inside dripped all over the ground instantly.

Lingxi chuckled and thought to himself, these mortals are really sanctimonious, and now they scare him, and they can't pretend for a moment, and the stuff is all over the floor, but he is bound by the destiny, and he should be relieved The plague is obligatory, and it turns around and wants to leave in illusion.

"Wait a minute, young master, although I don't know who you are, but if what you said is true, Song Ci's life can change the whole city, it is really a blessing." As soon as the words fell, he picked up the broken medicine pot on the ground. , boiled the soup again.

However, Lingxi never thought of such a result anyway, so he could only open his lips coldly: "I will save your life first, but it is my responsibility to get rid of the plague, and I will not slack off, it's just that this earth Consumption is very strong, for a while, I can only suppress it a little, and I need to take some things."

"I'll be with you, okay?" Song Ci just said that, seeing that young master's celestial spirit, he felt that he was an extraordinary person, and felt that he was a burden to the other party, and he no longer had extravagant hopes, but he never thought that this young master would say that he would rest here for a night Tomorrow, I will go to Fuyao Mountain to fetch the elixir grass, Lvezhou to find fairy palm fruit, and then I will go to pick up the clear spring water in the purple bamboo forest.

At night, with dead trees and cold stars, how quiet it is.

"This trip is dangerous, you really want to go with me." Lingxi rolled up her sleeves, calm and composed.

"I was originally an orphan, and I was brought up by my master. He passed away two years ago, and I have no worries. Now that I can do my best for these tens of millions of patients, it is naturally obligatory. However, I think the young master is not a mortal body. Let me go together, I just hope you don't care about it." Song Ci said softly, but never noticed the trembling in Lingxi's eyes.

One day, Lingxi was flying and landed in front of a hut in just a moment. Song Ci looked around, but he didn't see Fuyao Mountain. When he wanted to ask, he saw a handsome man walking out of the hut. Although living in a shabby room, there is a breeze of pride, Lingxi stands and looks at it for a long time, his eyes are soft and warm, and there are little stars in the corners of his eyes.

Song Ci's heart tightened, this person had only known him for a day or two, and seeing how sad he was now, he was not at all as indifferent and silent as he was when he talked to him yesterday, with mixed emotions in his heart, but he didn't know what it was like.

Before he could react, Lingxi had already held his hands, and ran towards the direction away from the thatched cottage, and finally left footsteps where the thatched cottage couldn't reach.

"He is my elder brother. He was supposed to be a miscanthus fairy in the sky, but he jumped to Zhuxiantai for a mortal. Look at him alone, he can live a peaceful life, but I don't know if my brother has regretted it, the love and love in the world of mortals will be ashes in the end, and then reincarnated in the next life, birth, old age, sickness and death, parting joys and sorrows."

"Then why is your brother already here but doesn't want to see him?" Song Ci asked without noticing that his hand was being tightly held by the man.

"Knowing that you are safe, you are at ease, so why bother to meet each other, I don't know what to say, it's better not to have a daydream"

Lingxi always thinks that she sees things very clearly, that love in the world is the most uncountable, and that she can't take it seriously. At the beginning, her brother claimed to be with that person forever, but it was only a few hundred years ago. Not left.