Chunfeng Gu

Three days later, Immortal Yunhe was ordered to go down to earth, and when he met Linkong, Linkong was painting by himself, and Yujin was serving him while serving tea and snacks. In the end, he bound Lin Kong with a fairy, and wanted to take him to heaven, but that little girl Yujin bit Yunhe's hand with such force that Yunhe couldn't help but let him go.

Lin Kong has a calm face, only the blue hair is slightly disordered, Yujin's thin body protects Lin Kong behind him, the little girl has a stubborn face, and she will not let Yunhe take Lin Kong to the sky no matter what.Yunhe thought she was annoying, so he flicked his sleeves lightly, pushed Yujin away half a foot, and then couldn't move.

"Lin Kong, stay safe."

"Ah."

The two were speechless, and there was a moment of silence.

After a long time, Lingkong said softly, "The painting on the case is for you."

Hearing the words, Yunhe was startled for a moment, his dark green eyes were filled with surprise, he picked up the painting on the case and looked at it carefully before he went to the case. There was a huge stone in the painting, and there was a person sitting beside the huge stone. The man was dressed in a black robe, his black hair was lightly tied, and the corners of his lips were slightly curled up like a smile. He knew that this man was himself.

"You..." Yunhe raised his head to look at Linkong, the rest of the words were stuck in his throat and he could not speak.

"Fortunate to have you in these 500 years." Ling Kong smiled like a spring breeze.

That day, he finally took Lin Kong to the Heavenly Court. He stood by and watched Lin Kong kneeling under the jade steps. The expression on the face of the god beside him was either ridicule or pity. Even Avalokitesvara Bodhisattva came, and the two boys came to protect the Bodhisattva. The two boys looked arrogant and did not salute the Jade Emperor.

Lin Kong knelt there, his eyes lowered, his head lowered, his red clothes lost the redness of the past, he knelt for a long time, only his knees were numb, and cold sweat slowly flowed from his forehead.I don't know how long it took before I heard the old Jade Emperor's words——

"If you don't get rid of this demon, Xun Hua, it will definitely bring disaster to the world. I once limited you to three days to get rid of such demons as Xun Hua..." Unexpectedly, before the words were finished, Tiangong was shocked suddenly, and a heavenly soldier urgently reported It is said that Xun Hua wants the Jade Emperor to let him go, otherwise the world will be turned upside down.

The Jade Emperor smiled contemptuously, and slowly descended the jade steps with his hands behind his back, only ordering people to take Lin Kong to the prison. Knowing a thing or two, she didn't understand why this low-level monster would rather die than Xun Hua would suffer any harm.

"Go, bring me the man." Bodhisattva ordered to a boy beside him.

The boy nodded, then walked quickly to talk to those heavenly soldiers, the heavenly soldiers hesitated when they heard the words, the heavenly soldiers looked at the Jade Emperor, the Jade Emperor was not annoyed, he just nodded in agreement.When Lin Kong heard that the Bodhisattva was going to see him, he couldn't help being surprised. He quietly tilted his head to look at the Bodhisattva, and then met his eyes, and saw the Bodhisattva smiling at him with a gentle smile.

"Bodhisattva." Lin Kong's immortal bundles were still untied, and he felt extremely uncomfortable at this moment, he just called lightly, and the Bodhisattva knew his intentions, blowing the immortal air lightly, and the immortal bundles on his body immediately fell apart.

The Heavenly Palace was shaken again, and the gods from all walks of life had already set up their formations. At this time, the Bodhisattva tapped Linkong's eyebrows lightly, Linkong was slightly startled, and only heard the Bodhisattva softly said: "I have a way to make the two of you stand together. All is well."

As soon as this remark came out, Lin Kong immediately knelt down and kowtowed: "I hope the Bodhisattva will enlighten me."

"Monsters have no reincarnation. Now I promise you an afterlife. Before you jump off the reincarnation platform, I allow you to meet him again."

"Then... what about him?"

The Bodhisattva ordered the two boys beside him to help him up, and the lotus seat walked slowly surrounded by clouds and mist. The two boys walked with the Bodhisattva and walked out of the Nantian Gate. He looked at Bodhisattva with slightly uneasy eyes, and what he got was Bodhisattva's kind smile.

Seeing the Bodhisattva, the gods and heavenly soldiers hurriedly divided into two paths, leaving only Tao and the Bodhisattva to go forward. Xun Hua held a sword in his left hand, blood was slowly dripping from the corner of his lips, his eyes were blood red and tired, and his black hair was messy. At that moment, a trace of surprise flashed across his eyes.

"Xun Hua, if you do ten thousand good deeds to make up for your sins, I will make you immortal."

Xun Hua was surprised when he heard the words. He sized the Bodhisattva up and down, not knowing whether the words were true or not. Even though he hesitated deeply, what she said was what he had always wanted. The long sword suddenly left his hand, but the sound was crisp With the sound of landing, both knees could not help but kneel down, Qingsi hung down her cheeks, tears flowed, and there was no more resentment in my heart.

Immortal Heavenly Soldiers Bodhisattva did not know when to leave, Linkong lifted Xun Hua up, patted the dust off his clothes, and tied the black hair hanging down his cheeks behind his ears for him, Linkong smiled slightly with a gentle spring breeze.

"Master, this folding fan will be yours in the future. You once asked me who wrote the words on this fan. This word is not written by others, but you wrote it for me." He unfolded the folding fan and fanned it. Shangyi is the sentence of a modest gentleman, gentle as jade.

"There are still many things, I'm afraid you have forgotten, but I haven't forgotten." Lingkong paused, not knowing what to think of, and continued after a long while, "You said red looks good, so I wear this red dress every day, even if Being laughed at, as long as you like it, why not me?"

"But the funniest thing is that you never take me to heart, do you? To you, I'm nothing but dispensable, right?"

Xun Hua lowered his eyes and remained silent.

"The Bodhisattva promised me an afterlife." His tone was flat, and he never gave up.

When Xun Hua heard the words, he immediately raised his eyes, looked at Lin Kong with a calm expression, only holding the folding fan and stroking the words on the fan.He didn't know what to say at this time, if Ling Kongjue was his destination, he couldn't stop it, maybe it ended up like this, for the two of them, it was not bad.

In front of the reincarnation stage, Lin Kong looked at the many souls under the stage, there were wronged souls and lonely souls, all of them were waiting for the next life, some only waited for the next life to meet that person again, some only waited for the next life to seek a rich life, he didn't know his next life What kind of day is he looking forward to, but it will be much better than the present after all, at least... he is not some monster or ghost.

"Kong'er—" It was a voice he was very familiar with, and he didn't want to look back, for fear that he wouldn't be able to let it go.

Linkong closed his eyes, he had no other thoughts in his mind, but he saw a red shadow leaping down the reincarnation stage, Xun Hua caught up with him but disappeared, he only stretched out his hand, but couldn't catch anything, he just looked down the stage, Looks pained and sad.

"No—" He burst into tears, and the scene in front of him was blurred.

"You come back... Kong'er..."

It would be great if I remembered it earlier, if he hadn't made trouble in the Heavenly Palace that day, that would be great...

At this moment, he could only stare blankly at the reincarnation stage, the tears on his face were still wet, and the only thing left by that man was this folding fan.

A modest gentleman, as gentle as jade.Smile like a spring breeze, never to be forgotten in this life.

ending

Emperor Kangxing settled down on the throne, and the overall situation in the world was stable. In the 27th year of Rong'an, the name of the country was changed to the first year of Kangxing.

In a teahouse in Yangzhou, a storyteller was telling stories about the past. The storyteller was wearing a red dress, but it was really pretty to see cloud patterns embroidered on the sleeves he raised up, but if you looked up at his face Go, and you can see a red scar on the left side of the storyteller's face that stretches to his neck.

He has been telling stories here for a long time, but the people who came to listen to his stories were all those who came to laugh at him. The people who came here were all outspoken, and they were never afraid that the storyteller would get angry. There were also women with children Come here to rest and drink tea, unexpectedly the child saw the storyteller's ugly appearance, so he burst into tears immediately, the cry of the child made the woman embarrassed, those people all raised their eyebrows and looked at the storyteller, Just put on a look like watching the excitement.

The storyteller put down the gavel and walked slowly towards the child with his hands behind his back. He bent down slightly, his black hair suddenly drooping on his chest. The storyteller reached out and gently wiped away the tears on the child's face, and coaxed the child softly a few times. He actually grinned, waiting for the storyteller to go back, all the people in the teahouse looked contemptuous.

"Just by you? Still dreaming of becoming the number one scholar?"

The storyteller pursed his lips into a gentle smile and only ridiculed: "How much do you know about poetry and songs?"

There was a moment of silence in the teahouse.

The storyteller smiled triumphantly, then clapped his hands, and was about to leave. Unexpectedly, after walking a few steps, he heard someone calling himself: "Scholar Bai." the maid.

"My son has taken a fancy to your painting."

"Oh?" He raised his brows lightly, with joy on his face, "But which one did you see?" His tone was very eager.

The little servant girl rolled her eyes, as if she was thinking about it. After a while, she patted her head and replied: "Fox demon! That picture of fox demon! By the way, the young master also said that he wants to see you." He sized up his face, and then he only sighed, "My son thought you were born... oh..."

"..." He remained silent, only lowered his eyes and remained silent.

When he returned home at night, he lit the candle, laid out the rice paper, prepared the pen and ink, and started to paint, but when he remembered what the little maid said this morning, he couldn't help feeling a little bit bitter.The scar on his face was born with it, did he think he really wanted it like this...

"Ah." He sighed, then he settled down, stopped thinking about it, and immediately picked up his brush to paint.

In the fifth year of Kangxing, I heard that a scholar surnamed Bai won the exam. Although he was not the number one scholar in high school, it made him proud for a long time. On the day he returned to Yangzhou, the sound of gongs was heard for ten miles. The person who laughed at him in the teahouse back then, They all looked embarrassed, they wanted to go up to him, but because they laughed at him so much in the past, they also knew that he would not pay attention to them, so they gave up.

When he came back this time, he also wrote an inscription for the teahouse. He also became a clean and honest official in an unremarkable small county.The people in the county only wanted to live a stable life, and nothing important happened, so he also wanted to have a leisurely time. He only asked people to make some snacks after going to court every day.

After a few months of leisure, today I heard a terrible thing: "My lord! Caomin... Caomin has something to report!" The ordinary people in plain clothes knelt in front of him and kowtowed several times before continuing, "Last night Caomin and his wife and children When I came home, I saw a fox demon..." His words were vague, obviously frightened, he waved his sleeves and ordered someone to take him down.

Although he was full of disbelief, he went to the place that the people said that night alone. It was already three o'clock in the night, and the street was empty. The cold wind brought a little strangeness, and his steps stopped in front of the alley. , although he never believed that there are ghosts and ghosts in this world, but now he is very frightened.

"Nie Yi, still haven't shown up?!"

As soon as this remark came out, no one answered, only Gu Feng faced him.

He secretly breathed a sigh of relief, knowing that the man must be talking nonsense, he was a bit more courageous at the moment, walking into the alley, going deeper and deeper, but there was nothing on the road, but he didn't expect that there was a person standing in front of him, Looking into the moonlight, the man was dressed in white, the fox tail hadn't been retracted, he was so frightened that he took a few steps back, he couldn't even call out for help.

"Monster...youkai!" He wanted to run away, but he slipped his feet and fell to the ground. This sound only attracted the fox demon to turn around. When the fox demon saw him, he couldn't help being startled, and then hurriedly helped him up. Get up, pat off the dust on his clothes, and only ask softly: "Young master, are you alright?"

He was so frightened that he didn't dare to speak. He only shook his head when he heard the fox demon's question. When the fox demon left, he breathed a sigh of relief. He lost all strength and fell to the ground. He just sighed inwardly I am blessed with great fortune.

The next day, not long after he woke up, he hurried to the temple to ask for safety. An elderly monk in the temple looked at him for a long time and said that he was a monster in his previous life.Hearing this, he felt that it was extremely absurd, and immediately left with his sleeves up, only secretly cursing the monk for talking nonsense.

I met the fox demon again on the day of the Hungry Ghost Festival. He didn't believe in demons, so he wandered the street after midnight. However, when he saw so many lonely souls on the street, he was so frightened that his legs went weak. From then on, I swore that I would never disbelieve in demons and gods. When the evil spirit was about to approach him, I suddenly saw the fox demon in white clothes. The fox demon held a long sword and stabbed the evil spirit in the back.

"Why is it you, son?" The fox demon smiled.

He curled his lips and remained silent.

"My name is Xun Hua."

Hearing this, he propped himself up with both arms, brushed off the dust on his clothes with a flick of his sleeves, and made a cursive bow to Xun Hua: "Bai Jian."

A trace of surprise flashed across Xun Hua's eyes, and then he smiled back and bowed to him.

Before he knew it, it had been the seventh year of Kangxing. In these years, Xun Hua had been by his side every day, sometimes reading files for him, and sometimes bringing him sweets. He was very happy and regarded Xun Hua as his Treat each other with friends.He often saw Xun Hua gently unfolding a folding fan and talking to himself about the words on the fan. When he looked at the folding fan carefully, he couldn't help feeling a little familiar with it.

In the early spring of March, Xun Hua took him to the mountain. In the morning, the mountain was shrouded in mist, and the birds were singing softly. In the spring of March, the flowers on the mountain were in full bloom. Looking around, he seemed to have never seen such a scene. .

Suddenly a song recalling Jiangnan came to his ears, he couldn't help looking for the reputation, and saw Xun Hua playing the flute under the tree.Xun Hua put away the jade flute, moved closer to him, then gently kissed his lips, wrapped his arms around his waist, entangled with his soft tongue, and the next thing was that Xun Hua pressed him against the tree, Tear off his clothes, and then do what he has thought about for a long time.

In the ninth year of Kangxing, Xun Hua had done ten thousand good deeds, but at this time he had long since wished to become an immortal. He only wanted to grow old with Linkong, and he knew that there would be no afterlife in Linkong. treat him.

In the 15th year of Kangxing, the emperor passed away, the crown prince came to power, the government was unstable, and disorderly officials got involved, causing another great chaos in the world.

Xun Hua took Linkong to the mountains to avoid the chaos, and just wanted to live a normal life for the rest of his life. Even if he is ugly now, Xun Hua doesn't mind it.

Back in time, when we met at the beginning of the year, the peach blossom snow suddenly fell that day. The man stood among the peach blossoms, smiling lightly, his smile was like a spring breeze, and he shook the folding fan between his fingers, but he heard him say: "Lingkong." It's over, Scribbled.

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Extra Story: The Cold Winter Moon

There is nothing important to do in the yamen today, it is freezing cold, there are a few stoves in the yamen, Lin Kong didn't want to step out of the yamen, so he just flipped through the scrolls in a bored way, and he didn't know how long, and suddenly heard A soft call: "My lord." As soon as the words fell, Lin Kong looked for the reputation, but saw what Xun Hua was holding in his hand, and could only vaguely smell the aroma of roast chicken...

Lin Kong threw the scroll aside, regardless of the surprise of the clerks around, he quickly walked to Xun Hua, snatched the paper bag from his hand, took out the roast chicken, and then happily ate it.The yacha was very knowledgeable, one after another they told Linkong that they had some important things to do at home, and that the sky was overcast and they had to go back and put away their clothes.

"My lord, I'll grind the ink for you." Xun Hua kissed him lightly on the cheek, and before going to the case, he really wanted to grind the ink for him.

"Don't..." Linkong ate his mouth full of greasy food, and he was still biting the chicken leg. He hurriedly reached out to grab Xun Hua's sleeve. He hurriedly let go, and took out the chicken leg from his mouth, "I... I didn't mean it, I just wanted to say, I don't need to bother you about this matter."

"Why have I ever blamed you?" Xun Hua smiled softly, raised his sleeve and wiped the oil from his mouth.

Ling Kong was stunned, but he looked dazed in a daze.

Just a few days after January, and it was New Year's Eve, it was really rare to see a good and honest official in Linkong, and all the money in the weekdays went to repair the county seat, and even the broken window lattice at home was not repaired.The night was cold and windy, he was hugged by Xun Hua, Fang felt the slightest warmth, the two chatted with each other from time to time, before it was late at night, they faintly heard the sound of firecrackers and children laughing Voice.

The dinner on New Year's Eve was nothing more than porridge and cabbage, and Lin Kong was not full. Xun Hua stroked Lin Kong's back as if to coax him to sleep. He didn't know how late it was, the candles were about to burn out, and New Year's Eve was coming soon past.When Lin Kong was about to fall asleep, he suddenly remembered something, immediately got up from Xun Hua's arms, and walked towards the kitchen. Xun Hua stared blankly at the red figure without saying a word.

Lingkong gnawed on the sweet potato that had just been simmered and said with a smile: "Xun Hua, let's go and have a look." After saying that, he still didn't forget to hand another sweet potato to Xun Hua.

The two stepped out of the house and sat among the stone steps. At this time, geese and snow were flying, and the wind was bleak. It was a cold night, but it became lively because of the New Year's Eve. I don't know if it cools down.

"Lord Bai?" Xun Hua called out.

"It would be great if this scar could be removed..." Lin Kong came back to his senses, and smiled at Xun Hua, then took a bite of the sweet potato, then lowered his head, "Actually, don't you think I'm ugly? ?”

"will not."

Afterwards, the two were silent for a while, only to see Lin Kong eating sweet potatoes sullenly.

Suddenly, Xun Hua caressed the red scar on Linkong's left face with a finger. The red scar was coiled on his face like a centipede. His eyes were full of distress, and that finger slowly fell to Linkong's chin. Turning Lin Kong's face away, he lightly bit his lower lip.

"My lord, I miss you..." Xun Hua let him go, and then pressed his forehead against his with a sly smile.

It really is a fox!

Lin Kong's cheeks were reddish, he didn't know how to respond, he hesitated for a long time, he kissed Xun Hua's lips timidly, until his mind was not clear, Ling Kong's clothes were messy, and he was carried back to the room by Xun Hua. Forgot to close the door.Xun Hua thought that this was the most satisfying New Year's Eve in his life.

The next day when I went to the hall, Lin Kong was late, and all the clerks in the yamen had a look of understanding, and Lin Kong didn't arrive until the middle of the day. He came in a hurry, and he didn't even put on his official uniform, but he saw There were red marks on his neck, those clerks naturally saw them, and then they couldn't help snickering.

Afternoon is not necessarily warmer than in the morning. The yamen is open and the wind blows in. Even if a few stoves are added, there is no warmth. Putting on a quilt is just a trivial matter.

At this moment, Lingkong looked outside the yamen, suddenly turned his face and said to the yamen: "I want to go around."

After hearing the words, several government servants looked at each other, and then thought to Lingkong in their hearts - don't your lord want to imitate the emperor's private visit in disguise?

But the master's mind, how can the subordinates control it?So those yamen servants said with a smile on their faces: "My lord, go slowly!" Rin Kong smiled and said:

"You also come with me, so as to add some dignity."

Several yamen servants nodded in response, it was rare that Lin Kong wanted to inspect the people's sentiments today, and because of emotion and reason, as a subordinate, he had to follow.So today, the people in the city saw a man in an official uniform that didn't fit well, followed by clerks with dazed faces.

A few people walked to a teahouse unknowingly, they sat down to rest, and then listened to a storyteller in the teahouse. In the past, there was a fox demon who could not become a fairy and made trouble in the Heavenly Palace, and then became a demon to kill the people, but at the end of the story, the demon was accepted by the Bodhisattva.

Lin Kong listened intently, until the story was over, there was still some aftertaste. After a long time, he put the tea in his hand back on the table, and then walked around with those yamen servants.

The city became more and more lively due to the Chinese New Year. What Lin Kong saw was only the greetings of others when they met relatives and friends, or walking across the small bridge with his sweetheart to have fun. Although he was full of envy, he thought about it, and now After all, he is not alone, at least he still has Xun Hua.

There was no need to go back to the yamen during the Chinese New Year. Lingkong simmered sweet potatoes at home every day and ate them. He only said that sweet potatoes were delicious and could keep the cold away. Xun Hua had no choice but to follow him.Xun Hua often saw his hands burn red when he took out the freshly stewed sweet potatoes, and Xun Hua didn't know whether he should laugh or feel distressed.

"Xun Hua, how about I draw a picture for you?" He was rarely interested today, and asked happily with a persistent brush.

"Okay." Xun Hua nodded.

At this time, the geese snow had just stopped, and the new wind blew, and unexpectedly, some of the residual snow on the branches was rolled off, and the dark fragrance of the paint entered the nostrils with the wind. Feeling angry, Xun Hua looked at him carefully, his appearance was not much different from his previous life, but there was a red scar on the left side of his cheek.

Xun Hua couldn't help sighing, even so, he never thought of letting go just like that.

The sandalwood is suddenly extinguished, the years are dull, the wind is harsh, and the past is like smoke.