Penglai delusion

When the three of them left the teahouse, they really felt that the snow was getting heavier that night.

The stream of stars in front of my eyes is like a river, and everyone holds a unicorn lantern, rushing to the banks of the Yangtze River together with the wind and snow.

There was endless noise in the ears, but Xi Mo said that when the door latch slammed behind him, the two voices in the hall gradually drifted away.

"Hey, have you opened a cabinet?"

"Hey, a group of people are not afraid of being cursed if they watch Chuaner dance closely."

"Luan Nao, did you hear her admit it?"

"...It's the fool who confessed it himself!"

Above Kyushu, the descendants of shemale are also known as Chuanshengzi, which is a kind of scorn.

Because of the mixed race of the two races, it has never been accepted by reason.

The Mozong is the best place for mixed blood.But not all mixed races are cared for.It seems that it is difficult to find a good job in the sect for those who can't use the demon power and have nothing to do with appearance.

Therefore, those with low demon power often hide their identities and live with others. Once they show obvious demon characteristics, they are also despised by the human race.

Mr. Cao is of mixed race.

At that time, the Xidu Medical Center was very prestigious in the Ruoshui area, and the owner of the hospital, Mrs. Cao, was also very respected.However, after Xi Mo and Director Cao moved to his former residence at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, their lives were not so easy.

Even if he is a skilled and kind-hearted doctor, the villagers still fear him more than love him, doubt him more than trust him.Although he has a kind face and kind eyes, in such a small village that is almost isolated from the world, he is a character that even children would make a detour.

Xi Mo had just escaped from Qilian Mountain at that time, and he was really frightened by the demon cultivator.Hearing the mysterious rumors outside, he asked anxiously.

Mr. Cao readily admitted.

Xi Mo was inexplicably calmed down.

Because he worked under Mr. Cao, and his skin was tender and his flesh was so good-looking, he was often called a little monster and suffered a lot of bullying for nothing.

Although in the end he returned them all one by one, but thinking about it now, it is still ridiculous.

The children in the village always find trouble in the clinic, and they must be encouraged by those adults.They were being favored by Mr. Cao for nothing, but they wanted to act like this secretly, no wonder they played tricks on the medicine.

He was also afraid that Mr. Cao would be involved, so he could only act in secret.It is better to be a thief than to let a good man be deceived for no reason.

When Xi Mo thinks about it now, he always feels that Mozong should be responsible for this account.

If Yu Ling had been more disciplined, the two races of humans and demons would not have reached such a situation, and it was even worse than when Chonghua was alive.

Although the mixed-race situation at that time was difficult, it was much better than it is now, and they would not be labeled as monsters for no reason, making people avoid them like snakes and scorpions, and treat them like beasts.

Seeing the increasingly fierce crowd around him, Xi Mo hesitated and said, "Are we... going too?"

"Go." Ning Liancheng looked at him in a daze, with mist in his peach eyes, "...where are you going?"

Cui Yangqing glanced at them, then walked forward, "Go to Furong Terrace."

"Senior Sister." Ning Liancheng seemed to be awakened by her gaze, and finally came back to his senses, so he stopped, "We have no intention of going."

"If you don't go, I will go too." Cui Yangqing only said, "My pipa is under the tutelage of Juanniang. Now that she has come out, I will go to support her."

There are prostitutes in the market, who are famous and good at dancing pipa.

Wearing snow clogs and caged moon gauze, she is extremely graceful.

Red sandalwood flowing sound, plain sleeves fluttering.Covering the wind and rain in Zhenze, covering the spring dust in Yanling.

A song "Su Mu Zhe" has a unique rhyme.Unspeakable sadness, lingering grievances and grievances, can only be seen on a snowy day.

But on this day, when Xueluo was overlooking the red bean tree beside the river and mountains, she would come on stage and perform dances.

It's not like ordinary people in the workshop, but like an old rare guest in Penglai.

It is also rumored to be a hybrid of human and demon, so more than ten years have passed, and she is still like a [-]-year-old girl without the slightest decline.

With this statement, no matter how unique her appearance is, the aristocratic family should keep her at a respectful distance.

Xi Mo listened to the sound of the pipa from a distance, but didn't feel anything.

The three of them went too late, there was no place within a hundred paces of Furong Terrace.At this moment, he is resting casually on the roof of the pavilion opposite the platform, which is the place with the best view.

Cui Yangqing sat cross-legged, watching the dance seriously.

Ning Liancheng folded his hands, propped his jaw in thought, and whispered to Xi Mo, who was wandering away, "Junior Brother, I suddenly remembered something..."

"Where are you going?" Cui Yangqing didn't turn her head.

"...Xinglou." Ning Liancheng Xun Xun smiled.

"Xi Mo is here tonight, I won't deal with you. Just stay." Cui Yangqing's voice was indifferent.

Xi Mo:? !

Ning Liancheng said helplessly, "Senior Sister, no." He paused, "There will be crowds gathering in Yanling City tonight, and I'm worried that Mozong will take the opportunity to make trouble. One person in the city and one person in the building are safer."

Cui Yangqing didn't make a sound.After a few moments, he said, "No, it's over soon."

Ning Liancheng was taken aback, lowered his eyebrows and tilted his head, "I'm bothering Senior Sister."

Cui Yangqing didn't say a word, she silently drew the knife and put it on her lap.

Xi Mo's heart was terrified, and Zuer understood the long and short sighs of the headmaster as if he had put himself in the situation, and cried out in pain.

Is there any reason for her to draw the sword? With top-notch skills, the only person who can hold her down now can't hold her down anymore?

If there is a murderous aura that seems to be absent, it will be diffused, scattered left and right, and it will last for a long time.Xi Mo sat upright for a while, unable to resist the murderous intent of Chi Lala more and more, and saw that Ning Liancheng was only contemplating, and had no intention of speaking, so he decided to go into battle by himself to ease the crisis for the time being.

This caused someone to whisper, "Brother, I want to ask one thing, you must not be angry."

He put on the most well-behaved and innocent look, and said kindly, "Is it really okay to eat the stone?"

"...It doesn't matter." Ning Liancheng said, "It can be melted away with spiritual fire."

"Senior brother, don't comfort me. If it's okay, why is senior sister so nervous about you?"

"..." Ning Liancheng could only look at him, smiling awkwardly and nonchalantly.

"Okay brother, so why do you want to eat stones?"

"...Forget it, it's a long-standing illness." Ning Liancheng raised his eyebrows slightly, "When I get nervous, I want to eat stones, and it can't be cured now."

"That's it." Xi Mo thought thoughtfully, "Once upon a time there was a child in our village who liked to eat wall skin. His family didn't find out until he ate a hole in the wall. After he was sent to the hospital, he took several doses of medicine and then After one year of recuperation, it will be all right, and I will never do it again."

He blinked, "Senior brother, everything will be fine. Let me see if you have time, even if you can't heal immediately, you will be able to recuperate properly."

"Thank you, Junior Brother, for your kindness." Ning Liancheng's eyes cleared a little, "I'll ask for advice when I have time."

Xi Mo then showed his face.The two looked at each other across the snow and smiled, like brothers and friends, respectful and affectionate.

Cui Yangqing in the front also seemed to be infected by this heart-stirring friendship, so she put the knife back on her wrist, stood up silently, and jumped down from the top of the Qianchi Pavilion.

Ning Liancheng coughed, "The station is closed over there, let's go too."

Xi Mo walked a little slower.When stepping on the official road, I saw that Cui Yangqing had landed in front of the platform, she was like a flying bird, but she didn't fly.The backflow of people walked around her one after another, and those who were timid dared not take a second look.

She couldn't help but asked in surprise, "Why did Senior Sister start to scare people?"

Ning Liancheng smiled sideways, "The reputation of Qingxu is much better than Kunlun."

Xi Mo nodded, "Senior Sister does what she says, and she really appreciates it."

Wangjuan saluted Cui Yangqing, carried her pipa and got off the stage, then sat in a sedan chair with a flower head, and slowly came here.

It looked like meeting for the first time, but we met by chance.

Xi Mo seemed to have realized something, "Senior brother, you have worshiped Penglai very early."

Ning Liancheng nodded, "Same age as you at that time."

While the two were talking, Cui Yangqing had already walked up to him, and with a simple sentence "all come with me", she jumped up and went straight to the roof of the pavilion.

In the deep snow, Xi Mo suddenly remembered that it had been six or seven years since he left Zhongnan Mountain.

I don't know if Mr. Cao will recognize himself after seeing him.

For some unknown reason, he followed Cui Yangqing into the Fragrance Pavilion, and waited until the beaded curtain shattered, filled with regret but disappeared without a trace.

"Axi." A voice carried the faint fragrance of hibiscus across the painting screen, smelling crisp, "You are back."

Looking at it, Wangjuan is indeed about the same age as Cui Yangqing.She put down her pipa, wiped off her veil, and the gold powder fell from her cheeks.

"En." Cui Yangqing pressed her back against the partition, and said calmly, "How are you doing? Did Xue Ran make things difficult for you again?"

Wang Juan smiled, "I don't know what you said at that time. All these years, I have lived a very happy life. I just thought that I would never see you again. When I plucked the strings, there would always be a little bit of depression."

Ning Liancheng couldn't help but smile, "Is it true that Senior Sister has started to fight for righteousness at a young age?" The smile in his eyes was extremely soft under the candlelight, "I don't know how many good deeds I have done unintentionally."

Cui Yangqing didn't take it seriously.

"Sit down quickly, what are you doing standing up?" Wangjuan smiled and looked at the three of them one by one, and the joy became stronger, "It is really the ritual of the fairy family, the posture of the heavenly man, today this small pavilion of the slave family It can be regarded as flourishing."

Then he said, "I just don't know, do you still look down on ordinary things? When I came back just now, the slave's family ordered the back kitchen to make snacks, which were all Ah Xi's favorites. If you are willing to show respect, you can light up the lamp to tell about it. "

Then someone knocked on the door.

Wangjuan didn't follow anyone into the house, but went to pick up Bing Tilian's carved lacquer box.They were placed on the table again, and the dishes were laid out, "Crispy horseshoe, cross-river eel, and Du Lin's black ginseng."

This wine is made from the water of Zhenze, brewed once in one winter, the color is like glue ink, sweet and mellow.

Injected into the rhino horn cup, it is as smooth as satin and as thick as a starry night.

Cui Yangqing took a cup, clasped her palms together, held it up with everyone, and drank it down first.

Wangjuan smiled and poured his cup with his eyebrows covered.

Ning Liancheng followed Jinshang, full of smiles, not giving up.

Xi Mo only took a sip, and saw the three people coming and going, very lively, and the pot of wine was almost used up in a blink of an eye.

Can't help sighing secretly, real people don't show their faces, so they are all people who can drink three cups.

"Ah, by the way, I heard that Patriarch Cui is preparing for the sub-year-old ceremony in the past few days, and he wants to use the charity sale to raise funds for the flood-stricken areas." Wang Juan was drunk, "You can tell me, There are a lot of small items here at my slave's house, I wonder if I can join the club?"

"Of course." Cui Yangqing's Ruifeng eyes melted a little bit of chill because of the faint gleam of water.

Ning Liancheng lightly brushed the rim of the cup, lowered his eyes and smiled lightly, "No matter what else, it's fine to look at your wife."

Xi Mo took a sip of his wine, unhurriedly, "If it's not possible, Senior Sister will make it possible."

Wang Juan was very happy when she saw it, "You are all good boys. Ah Xi has a bright eye and a blue heart, so he is very good at making friends."

He got up from the cupboard, helped the partition, fiddled with the dowry for a while, and came back holding a champagne, "If you don't mind, please accept it."

Wrapped inside are three bunches of red beans.

"It was picked from the old tree on the bank of Kanjiang Mountain." Wangjuan smiled, "A total of five bunches were made, and I kept two bunches for myself, and the rest are for you to smoke in the cupboard." The clothes smell really good."

Xi Mo said that red beans only have a bitter smell, so how can there be such a faint fragrance.

He took the string, and found that there were not only red beans on the silk thread.There are also many precious materials, and there is no shortage of incense.

It seems that Wangjuan is proficient in perfumery.Otherwise, if the breath is mixed, it will be mixed and pungent, covering up the original fragrance; in severe cases, the effect will be offset and damage the body veins.

And the flavors she chose, combined together, not only smells pleasant, but also nourishes the mind and calms the mind.

Cui Yangqing held on to a string and looked at it silently, but suddenly raised her eyes, looked at Ning Liancheng for a moment, then turned her head and pushed the window out.

The cold wind and sleet hit the face.Xi Mo was startled, and Dengjue knew something was wrong when the jade ring on his wrist became hot.