The Devil is My White Moonlight

Mount Qingcheng practiced penance, and the disciples never rode a horse when going down the mountain.Mu Xiyun and Gu Qingqiao led the horses to walk with them.

A group of people were not in a hurry, they just walked slowly, laughing and chatting along the way.

Qin Le rode a little donkey, jingling beside the team.He worked hard, holding a book about formations while riding a donkey, and from time to time he waved his hand and flicked in front of him twice, bringing out a light or two.

Gu Qingqiao and Mu Xiyun led the horses and walked behind, looking at Qin Le amused, Gu Qingqiao gently pulled Mu Xiyun's sleeve, and asked him in a low voice: "When you first came out of the mountain gate, did you meet with me?" He's about the same?"

Mu Xiyun glanced at him and said, "The first time I went out of the mountain, I went to the northwest. I met you and Wuying."

Speaking of Wuying, Gu Qingqiao's expression immediately darkened. "That child has been spoiled by his master since he was a child, and he only does things according to his own wishes. If it weren't for him to remove the snow demon in the northwest, you wouldn't have fallen off the cliff."

Mu Xiyun blinked, remembering that day, when he had just walked to the edge of the cliff, the rocks suddenly collapsed and he fell off the cliff.

With the wind whistling in his ears, Mu Xiyun hurriedly grabbed the vines on the edge of the cliff, even tore off a few vines but could not stop the fall.Suddenly, a force surged from under his feet, lifted him up, and stretched out an arm from nowhere, wrapping around his waist.Mu Xiyun was still in shock, but she didn't dare to move.There was a "hush" in the ear, and the two pressed against the rock wall tightly.A few small stones fell from above, as if someone was looking down from the edge of the cliff.After a while, the people above should have left, and there was no more movement.

Mu Xiyun just turned her head and saw Gu Qingqiao's angry face.

"Why are you so careless? Such a high mountain is also fun?"

After holding back the anger for two days and having nowhere to vent it, Mu Xiyun also felt restless for a while.He stretched out his hand and pushed the ancient green bridge, almost bringing them both down the cliff. "It's not that I want to fall, you go away!"

The arms around the waist became tighter, and Gu Qingqiao whispered in his ear: "Are you crazy? Don't move around, go down slowly."

The two carefully climbed the vines and climbed down the mountain slowly. They finally reached a platform at the lower part of the mountain and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Taking a deep breath, Gu Qingqiao pulled Mu Xiyun to give him some more training, but suddenly stopped.

On Mu Xiyun's face, there was a faint trace of tears, and the corners of her eyes were still red and wet.He broke free from Gu Qingqiao's hand, jumped out of the cave without saying a word, and went down the mountain alone.

When I went there, I didn't see each other for another year.

"How did you know that I would fall off the cliff?" Mu Xiyun asked.

"I'm not a god, how could I know that you would fall off the cliff?" Gu Qingqiao said with a wry smile, "I received an order from my master that morning, asking me to meet people outside the city. Come on, I didn't feel right at the time. When I hurried back to the inn, you had already gone out. I searched all the way, and finally reached the middle of the mountain, but saw you falling from the top. I was so scared that I almost lost my mind. "

Hearing his exaggeration, Mu Xiyun smiled in a low voice, and said teasingly, "I didn't see it, I just remembered that you scolded people so fiercely." After speaking, he walked a few steps quickly, and stepped forward to walk side by side with Deng Xian.

Looking at his back, Gu Qingqiao felt a burst of regret in his heart. If it were now, he would definitely not let that weeping little fairy go away.Now, now... As if a sword light split the chaos in his mind, Gu Qingqiao suddenly realized that it is now 50 years later, if he wants, many things can be changed.

The group walked for half a day and passed a small village where a few idlers were basking in the sun at the entrance of the village.Seeing so many people coming, they were a little wary, and the women and children hurried into the village to hide.

Seeing this, everyone stayed outside the village, just in time for a short rest, and took out dry food to replenish their strength.

Deng Xian was recommended by his juniors to ask for directions at the entrance of the village.He came forward to salute and asked a few words, one of the men stood up, and after talking to and fro, he followed Deng Xian and walked towards the crowd.

The man came in front of everyone, bowed his hands and said: "Little man Li Li, grew up in this Lijia Village since he was a child. I heard that all the celestial lords are going to the Yinlong Villa, so I recommended myself as a guide. The villa is in front of the village. Three or four miles, turn west and turn into a fork in the road."

Although this person has a slick face, but fortunately he is articulate and decent, so he is not annoying.Everyone was tired from walking, and listening to him talk about some interesting things in the countryside along the way, they couldn't help but regain some energy.

After walking forward for more than three miles, there was a fork in the road extending westward.There are faintly visible stone slabs on the fork road, which should be the former driveway.It's just that it has been in disrepair for a long time, the stone slabs have long been broken, and the weeds on the roadside are growing as tall as people. In the early summer weather, there is no greenery, and the dust is lifeless.

Li Li led the crowd along the fork in the road, still talking about some stories.The young people walked on the road, surrounded by wild grass swaying, blocking most of their sight. When the breeze blows, the grass rustles, making people feel that something is following them all the way, and the group of people can't help but become alert.

After walking in for a stick of incense, the weeds gradually decreased and the road opened up. After a small piece of flat land, the gate of the villa was revealed in front of everyone.

The gate is extremely wide. From the open space in front of the gate, one can imagine the lively scene when there were many fragrant cars and guests.It's a pity that no one has taken care of it for decades. The stone slabs in front of the door have been mottled and broken under the wind and sun.

Li Li is also dedicated to his work. As soon as he arrives at the destination, he automatically enters the role and begins to explain the origin of Yinlong Villa to everyone.

According to legend, this place was originally the private property of a prince of a certain dynasty, and was abandoned after the change of dynasty. A cultivator of immortals passed by here by chance and stayed here.That night he had nothing to do to wander around the manor, and walked along the veranda to the lake in the backyard, but he saw black clouds surging, and a long shadow fell into the lake.The immortal cultivator watched by the lake all night, but there was no more movement.

Coincidentally, since that night, the manor's spiritual power has skyrocketed, and it has become a blessed place for practicing.

Because of this opportunity, the man simply stayed in the local area, bought the manor, renovated it, married the daughter of a wealthy local family, and took root here from then on.

With the aura of the number one scholar, this immortal cultivator soon had a breakthrough and became a power to dominate one side.This person is the Patriarch of Yinlong Villa - Wen Jianlong.

One day, Zhuang Zhu Wen held a birthday party. At that time, the owners of the famous Longxi Ruiling Village, Zihuomen in the Desert, and Jiangnan Jinghu Family all came to join him.While everyone was drinking and drinking, suddenly there was thunder and rain, and there was a clear cry in the rain. A water column from the Yinlong Lake in the backyard shot straight into the sky, and a dragon actually appeared in the cloud.All the guests exclaimed, most of them were sober from the wine, and rushed to the backyard, only to see a golden armored god fighting against the dragon.

Li Li said excitedly at this time, and spit flew all over the place: "That battle was really turned upside down. After three days and three nights, I heard a cry of pain in the cloud, and the dragon's eye was stabbed by the sword of the golden armored man." Suddenly, blood fell from the sky like a torrential rain, and when it landed on the ground, it ignited a fire, and even the lake was on fire. Those immortal masters saw the dragon falling from the sky, and disappeared into the lake. I went to look for the man in the golden armor again, but he was nowhere to be found. Then I was busy casting spells to put out the fire and help people clean up the mess. When they returned to the front room, they were all sweating from shock, and it took a long time to recover."

Everyone listened engrossed, with yearning expressions on their faces.Thinking about that battle, it must be extremely exciting. "What happened later? Is the dragon really dead?" asked the young disciple of Mount Qingcheng.

Li Li blinked his eyes and said with a smile: "I, a layman, can know the life and death of the dragon. However, I heard from the old man that after the disappearance of the dragon, few disciples of Yinlong Villa were born. The spiritual energy in the previous place was all emitted by the divine dragon, once the divine dragon dies, the spiritual energy will be exhausted, and the practitioner will have nothing to rely on, so the cultivation will naturally slow down."

Cultivation is to take the aura of heaven and earth to exercise one's body, so it is irrefutable.A few impatient disciples even tried to release their spiritual consciousness to feel the aura, but they were lifeless and found nothing.

Li Li stepped forward and pushed the gate of the villa.The door was unlocked, and it creaked open with a push.Li Li turned his head and said with a smile: "All gentlemen, come with me. Although this villa is dilapidated, there are still a few places to enjoy."

The crowd followed him into the door.It seems that Li Li often does this guide business, he knows the way in the manor, and leads people to walk through the corridors and pavilions, and look around.

Although the garden is deserted, the pavilions and pavilions are still there, and the traces of the rockery in the flower garden still exist, which shows the good taste of the original owner.

Before they knew it, everyone came to Yinlong Lake in the back mountain.

The lake covers a wide area, next to a hill behind.The clear water of the lake is like a big mirror, reflecting the white clouds and mountains.Young people have seen too many dilapidated colors in the indoor garden, but now they see the sparkling lake water, and they all feel refreshed and very comfortable.At this time, the sun was already in the west, and the yellowish sunlight sprinkled golden ripples on the lake, which looked like dragon scales, which aroused people's imagination.

The grassland by the lake was lush, and the young people walked for half a day and strolled for a long time, their stomachs were already growling with hunger, so they decided to build a fire here and set up camp here, and sleep in the open by the lake.

It is common for the disciples of the Xianmen to go down the mountain to practice, and sleep in the wild.A group of people picked up dead branches and leaves from the nearby woods and lit two bonfires.Zhu Yicheng dragged Qin Le to nowhere for a long time, but now he appeared suddenly, carrying a few pheasants and hares in his hands, which caused the young disciples of Qingcheng Mountain to cheer.

The game was processed by the lake, and the grill was put on. After a while, the aroma of barbecue wafted out.Gu Qingqiao deftly turned the branch in his hand, and a hare was roasted by him until it was charred on the outside and tender on the inside, dripping with fat.Zhu Yicheng smelled the fragrance from a long distance away, ran over erratically, salivated and said with a smile: "Brother Wanbo, your skill is so good, you have hooked out all the gluttons." After he finished speaking, he looked sad: "I regret it, I should go to Shanhai City with you."

"Really?" Gu Qingqiao raised his eyebrows, and shouted loudly: "Luo..." Before he could speak, Zhu Yicheng covered him, and begged in a low voice: "Good brother, I was wrong, can you Stop barking."

A group of people around laughed.

Looking at Mu Xiyun's smiling face, Gu Qingqiao was in a good mood, and stuffed a branch with roasted rabbits into Zhu Yicheng's hand and said, "Go, go, don't say that brother doesn't love you."

Zhu Yicheng got the hare, thanked him with a smile, and ran to Luo Qingwen and the two nuns to offer treasures.

Gu Qingqiao smiled and shook his head, and strung up another hare.When the hare was cooked, Gu Qingqiao turned his head and thought for a while, then stretched out his hands to Mu Xiyun.

Mu Xiyun naturally untied the Qiankun bag and handed it to him.Gu Qingqiao dug into his Qiankun bag and took out a plate of thin glazed white porcelain, tore the rabbit meat into small pieces, piled them on the plate, and handed it to Mu Xiyun.

This approach is very natural, as if the two have done it countless times.

Because roasting the second hare delayed time, the surrounding disciples in Qingcheng Mountain were already full, and they were chatting in twos and threes at the moment, but no one noticed them.

Mu Xiyun pinched a few slices of rabbit meat and ate them together with the roasted dry food, took a couple of sips of water from the water bag that Gu Qingqiao handed over, then put down the food, took out a clean white towel and went to the lake to wash her hands.

Gu Qingqiao followed, still holding the plate in his hand. "No more food?" he asked softly.

"Don't eat," Mu Xiyun looked up at him, twisted the handkerchief in his hand, "you eat more."

The two sat on a boulder by the lake.The moon has risen, but it is like being wrapped in a layer of velvet, giving off a fluffy light.Mu Xiyun hugged her knees, tilted her head and asked Gu Qingqiao, "Do you believe the story about the dragon?"

"I don't believe it." Gu Qingqiao ate the last piece of rabbit meat, washed the dishes with lake water, dried it and put it in his bag.

"How can you be so sure?"

Gu Qingqiao looked into Mu Xiyun's eyes, where the hazy water color and moonlight made him unable to move his eyes away.He smiled and said, "Because the one who killed the dragon was me!"