[Fairy Triple Fly] Note with emotion

The mystery of this place is strange, although no one knows from the beginning to the end.

On the stone steps facing the river where the gods and demons had stepped, there was a commotion afterwards, and the two of them started arguing.

Coincidentally, one of the two people who had a dispute was the passer-by who had just accosted Fei Peng not long ago, and the other was the timid man under the tree who was questioned by Fei Peng because of his timid reaction.

The reason is also strange, but the latter got angry when he heard that the former didn't care much about the lantern ceremony when he was talking with his friends.

The ancient town was founded a few years ago. After the town suffered from the struggles of various countries, evil began to develop.

People from other places come here to hear about it, and they can't help but feel evil, but there is nothing they can do about it due to the rules of the ancient town.Therefore, compliance is mostly for stability and profit.Asking about my heart, I am afraid that few can say it, let alone respect.

This is a common thing, and it's just embarrassing to say it in front of the public.

But the luck of the people on this road is not very good, this matter may be left elsewhere, but this is the most taboo in the ancient town nowadays.

No matter what you think in your heart, anyway, on the surface, the townspeople quickly invited the mayor here, and the passers-by looked disgusted.

The farce didn't last long, and it ended with the polite and irresistible order of "please leave the next day" from the mayor who arrived.

Chonglou waved away his spell later, and just saw this scene in his eyes.His eyes paused for a moment, revealing a little sarcasm.

There are always such people who are too greedy and have never cherished blessings!What's the use of being greedy and seeking in the future, which will lead to evil results, but now it's too late to regret?Can the dead live, or can a broken mirror be rounded?

Neither, what's the use of regret!

It doesn't help, and I hope that the old man will return to tide over the difficulties.

Hmph, what a wishful thinking.

After Zhonglou solved the technique, his mind turned around.

In front of him was a stove, on which were some vegetables, melons and fruits that were purchased today or received as gifts when they met on the road, which were taken out by Fei Peng to try to make another before going out.

It happened to be cheap for him at the moment.

After returning to this place, Chonglou didn't think of this for a while.

But while he was keeping the magic technique alive, he wandered around inadvertently. He happened to pass by the door of East Kitchen, and he saw it at a glance.

Incidentally, I also remembered that Fei Peng actually tastes rather light, such as vegetables and fruits, which I always prefer.Then very logically, he made up his mind, the reason is needless to say, but he was thinking about leaving.

The two of them were too tired to cook directly before, but finally they had to start with the easy-to-make and more inclined dim sum.

But if you ask about how to improve, it is said that there is no one else except Keliu as a reference.Who said it was the first to say something, and when they bickered, they mistakenly promised that the finished product should be exclusive to the other party.Afterwards, they competed with each other, and those who ignored each other completely harmed each other.

At the beginning, both of them felt that the other was afraid that they wanted to murder themselves.It's a nightmare.

But speaking of it, I don't complain about the craftsmanship.

It is difficult for the two of them who don't add color with magic to make a trick.In addition to the materials used, it is inevitable that some spiritual power will be tainted, and the finished product is even better than ordinary people's.

But the bad thing is that the materials used in Feipeng tend to be light, which is the habit of the gods; the use of Chonglou is used to be spicy, which is just the habit of the demon world...

The result, of course, was disastrous.

However, even so, no one ever mentioned it as a matter of course.It seems to be obsessed, until the day of painting comes, and Fei Peng goes to the appointment.

The heavy hand of the heavy building here extended to the ingredients.

In the uninhabited woods on the other side, there was also a burst of dark light, and the picture scroll that had dimmed again slowly unfolded again, and the flying pendant stepped out from inside.

He just stood still, and the scroll behind him ignited spontaneously.

The flame was bright and warm, but it didn't touch anything, it just clung to the scroll and wanted to burn it up.

Fei Peng turned around to witness, and there seemed to be more specious fire in his eyes.

He was silent and did nothing.It wasn't until the picture scroll was finally burned that he looked away.

The gurgling water on the side is the downstream of the river that runs through the South Bridge of the ancient town, and it is also the place where the fireflies fell everywhere when she met her in the painting.It is the most beautiful and untouchable place in the eyes of Huaxian, which made her feel ashamed to come again after thinking about it, but she still couldn't help coming to the burial place until she was dying.

When Fei Peng left, it was a coincidence that the painting fairy was gone.

The once delicate and beautiful face was covered with a layer of lifelessness, her bright eyes were also blurred, and her whole body was gray in tone.It's like a flower that just came up on the branch, and it will wither in a blink of an eye.Only the last breath was not swallowed, so unwilling.

Perhaps out of pity for seeing that her nature had not changed, Fei Peng was silent for a while, and said that it could save her life.

But thinking that he really didn't want to live anymore, Huaxian who suddenly came back to life didn't accept it, but told a story with his acquiescence.

A tale steeped in the remorse of the storyteller's faerie.

"It's not such a beautiful story."

At the very beginning, she made such a final statement for the future.

There was once a mortal who became a fairy by chance.

He was lucky enough to enter the God Realm again, and has become one of them ever since.

The days in the God Realm were worry-free, but also tasteless.

The initial fun was over, and he began to miss everything in the human world.He regretted it, and picked up Zong Zong again, but found that he couldn't go back to the past no matter what.Just when he was sad, he found a scroll of paintings that he hadn't intended to bring to the God Realm.

That painting was made by a mortal for his beloved daughter.

But now, how can there be a daughter?

There is a saying that three days in the God Realm and a thousand years in the Human Realm.

He didn't know how many days he had spent in the God Realm!The so-called beloved daughter, not to mention the soul, I'm afraid I can't even find a handful of ashes!

Mortals are mad about it.

He desperately put all his energy into this dead thing, just to make the 'daughter' in the painting come back to life.

Did mortals succeed?

Of course he succeeded, and he always seemed to be doing well in terms of luck.

But he also died.

Died of exhaustion before witnessing all this.

The death of a fairy god for no reason certainly attracted attention.

But the 'daughter' seems to have inherited the good luck of the 'father', she avoided the search, and even became a painting fairy by chance in the end.

The story seems to end here.

Ah, if this is a good story, that's exactly how it should be.

But unfortunately, this is just the beginning.

The main character has only just come on stage.

I don't know if it's because the bad roots are hard to change. Although she has become a painting fairy, the 'daughter' is not satisfied.She is extremely longing for all the beautiful colors in the world, hoping to paint everything.

She is obsessed with painting.

Just like her 'father' would rather be blinded than to 'save' his 'daughter'.

Hua Xian was not at all interested in the romantic affairs of those immortals in the lower realm.

But for the sake of painting, she also became curious about the scenery of the lower world.Because the God Realm is so boring, the scenery everywhere seems to be the same, with a cold taste.She's tired of it.

But this is not an easy task.

True, it's not easy.Because the well of gods and demons was blocked a long time ago, and she does not have the ability to descend to the world in other ways.

But Huaxian is so eager, more and more day by day.

She was thinking wildly, convinced that only the lower realms could refine more superb and vivid painting skills, because she herself was such a beautiful painting.And the well of gods and demons is not without gaps to drill.

Because the general guarding that place is not always there.

The painting fairy who said here sighed, and smiled pitifully.

Was the painting fairy successful?

Yes, she got her wish.Just like her 'father'.

Although she was seriously injured for this.

But she also ran into the well of the gods and demons when the gods would be entangled with the demon king.When he woke up from the coma, he was in the mortal world.

At first, Huaxian didn't think about it.But soon, she also found that this mortal world was different from what she knew.Not only is there little aura, there are no fairies or demons, and even ghosts have never been seen.

It was strange, but she couldn't get to the bottom of it.

The painting fairy who finally got his wish is completely new to everything in the world.

She doesn't know how to hide, and she doesn't know that people's hearts are sinister, and she yearns for the prosperity and colorful colors of the mortal world.Unknowingly, too many things were exposed.He was targeted by the mortal emperor who wanted to live forever, and was put under house arrest.

It was a very painful time, but she escaped in the end.

Dragging a more serious injury.

The painting fairy was finally afraid, she dared not go near the crowded places.

But the world is impermanent, if it wasn't for a coincidence, she met a pure and kind young woman.The more serious injury that hadn't recovered and was tortured almost killed her!

That's right, she was saved!On that day, by that person! !

Huaxian's eyes suddenly brightened, her tone trembled with excitement, but it was like crying or laughing.

All the previous remarks seemed to her to be an irrelevant foreshadowing.Until now, it's time to get to the point.

But the world is hard, especially in troubled times.

The hometown of the young woman is a battleground for military strategists.

The stable situation in the past few years has become turbulent again. It is understandable that these places are the first to suffer.

Seeing the young woman's gradually sad face, Huaxian became anxious.

She hoped that the young woman would leave this place of right and wrong with her, but...how could this be agreed by the young woman who was nostalgic for her hometown.Not only that, but the young woman even persuaded her to become a painting fairy.Although she didn't know anything, she could feel that Huaxian was avoiding something.

Huaxian was moved, and in the anxiety of the future war and the young woman's increasingly thinning, she gritted her teeth and made a decision.

She wants to be an enemy of everything that tries to break the current stability!

On the day when armies from various countries came to compete for this treasure, Huaxian cast spells in the dark to stop the flames of war.

She succeeded, but she was exposed again.The former emperor sent someone again to capture her.Huaxian, who was in full bloom and vigilant, naturally noticed it quickly, and this was not as easy to deal with as the army in front, and the enemy was extremely jealous when they met.

She laid a heavy hand and wiped out this group of people!

This news was spread by spies, which made the countries even more afraid to act rashly.For a while, it was calm.

People in the village also noticed such a big move, and they were grateful to Dade.

But Huaxian didn't step out of the woods easily, so no one had ever seen her, except the young woman.right!At that time, only young women could go to her with the firefly lamp they got from the fireflies all over the sky that night when they met!

But those days passed too quickly after all.

The relationship between them was still discovered.That person was impartial, and he was the young married man who came after him suspiciously because he seldom saw his wife recently.

The man had a good-looking face, and he bullied the two close sisters to feel relieved that it was him who came.

But since it's not a good thing for a husband!How could it really be as they expected.After the initial restlessness and restraint, this man had evil thoughts and coaxed the painting fairy into his hands.

The young woman...maybe she noticed it, she was depressed for some days.

The painting fairy has feelings, but is distracted by love.Even sometimes the young woman hesitated to speak to her, but when she questioned her to no avail, she perfunctorily did not pursue it.If things go on like this for a long time, that person will notice and become murderous.

That's his wife!

How could he, how could he!Under this kind of hand? ! !

Huaxian coughed up a mouthful of blood, screaming almost insanely.

But gradually, she became sluggish again, and continued to speak sadly and slowly.

Huaxian came half a step late and happened to break through, only to find out that she didn't know people clearly!

It's too late to rush to save people!I can only witness the death of my friend, and even if I want to see her soul, I can't find the place where the dead soul goes here.

Love has been hit so badly that even best friends have lost their lives.Falling into despair and self-blame, Huaxian punished the damned man in rage, and left his hometown, never to return to this sad place.

But even so, how could she let go.

The paintings that were once proud of are gradually lingering in the past, lingering in them every day.Trying in vain to save a trace of the beauty of the past.

But I can't go back anyway...

Forever, forever, never going back...

The painting fairy, in the end, is doomed to die alone with these overlapping, infatuated and regretful nostalgia.

"This is the end."

"Look, this story is not very beautiful. In other words, it is full of obsession and madness."

She smiled wryly again at the end and sighed deeply.

But after a short pause, soft yearning appeared in those bright eyes, and the voice was as soft as the years that were afraid of being disturbed: "But I love it so deeply, just like the regret at the end of the story. Here is the kindness The world has changed, and because of this, I was able to meet her..."

"It's just like that. After the current death, I will definitely be able to meet her again on the other side, right? General Fei Peng."

"Everything will be as you wish."

"Is it really good to comfort me, a sinful fairy, so much?"

"Ah, I'm sorry for the stupid words. I should say it this way, I'm so depressed and thankful. After I realized your tenderness before, I can see you again now. It's really... "

"That's great, ah no, it's great!"

"And what happened back then, well, forget it. Now that you've found this place, you should know all about it. I, on the other hand, was born with a stupid mind and confused. Ha, it's not that the problem is imminent, how can I know?" ..."

"At this moment, please leave quickly. In such a filthy place, I am grateful that you are willing to listen to me tell this story."

"You should go."

"I can't waste any more time, I'm going to see her! I'm going to see her!!"

"I, I haven't said anything, and I haven't had time to apologize to her. If she walks too fast and waits for me, it will be terrible..."

"So... I have to be fast... Be fast...!!"

Huaxian's last murmur was filled with almost crazy expectations.

She is crazy.

Maybe it was corrupted by the devil before he came here, maybe it was after explaining the story and persuading him to leave, all in all...

Knowing this, Fei Peng left the painting scene without nostalgia.But he didn't go far, and stopped as if he was quietly listening to the words that no one else would come to know except him.

Until the end, he witnessed the demise of the painting fairy who had a double-sided relationship with him.