Yan Xiao's Strange Records

After the little fox left, Ye Lansheng's face was no longer happy, and she never left the wine jar all day long, leaning against the banyan tree in a daze, looking at the bamboo forest where the little fox left with empty eyes, drinking with sorrow and sadness.

Xiao Qi saw it in his eyes, felt pain in his heart, and watched helplessly as his senior brother let himself down.

Xiaoqi was in a panic, thinking that love is so fatal, and the brother who is usually cheerful and cheerful, was tortured so badly.

Xiaoqi was also in a panic and was thinking about how to call his brother back to the house. Suddenly, a cloud of dark clouds floated in the sky, and a strong wind blew up, followed by heavy rain. The whole courtyard was surrounded by a rain curtain. In the mist, Xiao Qi hurriedly propped up an oil-paper umbrella and rushed into the rain curtain.

The heavy rain flowed over Ye Lansheng's thin cheeks like a brook. He was still smiling wryly, looking at the mist in the bamboo forest, like the mist that could not be dispelled for a long time when the little fox left. With a cheerful smile, he stretched out his hand to gently touch the little fox's cheek, but was awakened by Xiao Qi's rough palm.

Holding an umbrella, Xiao Qi looked at his senior brother's haggard appearance, and put down his raised hands.

"Brother, please be more sober, the little fox has already left, why do you bother to embarrass yourself like this, and make yourself look like a ghost, if the little fox knows it, it will be heartbroken."

"He left, and he didn't want to look back at me before he left. After all, I misjudged him. Since he is so ruthless, why did he suddenly appear in my life!"

Ye Lansheng said angrily, remembering the back of the little fox who left resolutely that day, without any hesitation, those words between pillows were false.He raised the jug and drank heavily, feeling more and more miserable under the rain.

"The little fox shoulders the important task of rejuvenating the spirit clan. It is a last resort to leave you. There are fairy rules. Even if he stays with you, the lifespan of human beings is only a few tens of years. You can't escape life, old age, sickness and death. You want him to live in your memory forever Is it in your memory?

Or seek your reincarnation.If it comes to selfishness, Lan Sheng, you are more selfish than the little fox.

Besides, Grandpa Ye has full expectations for you. Since you were expelled by Yunlai, you should learn from the pain and stick to yourself. Such indulgence is no different from a useless person. "

Yi Xingyun and Su Heng appeared in the rain, Ye Lansheng was enlightened by these words on the spot, and his whole body was unobstructed. He looked at the wine pot in his hand, sneered, and abandoned it far away.

Yan Ran, you are tabooed by immortals and mortals, so I want to go against the sky, collect all the demons and ghosts in the world, and let you come back willingly.

At noon, under the scorching sun, a young man with the appearance of a scholar walked with a suitcase on his back. He looked at the rolling mountains, the clouds and mists were transpiring, the mountains and trees were lush, Danxia was verdant, and the apes on both sides of the bank could not stop crying.

According to legend, this place is Yunlai Wonderland. The top of Yunlai Mountain hides exquisite attics. It is the land of immortals in the past dynasties. Even though the second master Dongliu has reached a hundred years old, he still has the appearance of a young man, showing no signs of aging.

The two of them recruited disciples once every three years, passing on their karma and teaching the way. Those who practiced Taoism were to catch demon masters and protect the safety of one party.

Although he is envious of Yunlai's life, but the entry tuition fee is tens of gold, which is not affordable by ordinary people. Thinking of this, he can only give up. He just wants to climb over this mountain as soon as possible. He sighed, and finally picked up his sleeve and wiped it Beads of sweat on the forehead.

I just hope to find a piece of water to moisten my throat and rest my feet.He has been walking in this deep forest for more than ten days, but he has not seen any people, and he seems to have lost his way unconsciously.

Suddenly, he felt a gust of cool wind blowing, and most of the heat dissipated from his body. The scholar realized that there should be a water body not far from here to dissipate the heat.

Following the coolness, the scholar walked along, and the sound of the water flow became louder and louder after a while, and the green lake water gushed out from the gap, gathering in a low-lying place like a silver snake.

I don’t know when misty mist rose around, and it was hazy, and I could vaguely hear the sound of someone singing. The sound was ethereal like going around the water, and the sound was cold when I bent my ears and listened carefully. And also.

The scholar felt it was very strange, he was fascinated by the singing, and all the heat on his body was dissipated by the graceful singing.

After a while, the singing stopped, and the scholar rushed to see the true face of the singer.

I saw a waterfall, flying thousands of feet, with clouds and smoke floating in the middle, as if covered by a dense fog, I couldn't see anything clearly. Suddenly, a cool wind came, blowing away a few pieces of thick fog, and the thick fog gradually dispersed. A piece of heaven and earth is exposed.

Sitting on a clean boulder was a beautiful young man, only sixteen years old, with almond eyes and peach cheeks, long hair hanging down his chest, and his skin was radiant, as if beautiful jade was shining.

The scholar was surprised when he saw it, and suddenly stepped on a piece of rotten wood, which made a dull sound in the empty mountain stream.

The young man noticed the noise, and saw the fog around him being blown away by the wind, and the scholar who was spying on him in the grass stretched out his hand to cast a spell, and the fog gathered again unknowingly, even worse than before.The scholar rubbed his eyes. The mist slowly dissipated, only to hear a plop, and there was no one on the boulder.

The scholar came forward and was very surprised. Could it be that he had a hallucination.While in doubt, he was about to wash his face and wake up, when he saw a red carp writhing on the bank. The scholar had been on the road for many days, but he was not full. He felt that God had mercy on him and gave him food.

He held up the carp carefully, and the carp seemed to have tears in its eyes, looking at him with shining eyes.

Scholar is not good at killing, and he is a vegetarian all day long. Feeling pity, he put it back into the lake.

"Little carp, hurry up and leave. In the future, don't be playful and jump to the shore again, and become someone else's food."

The carp immediately became cheerful when it returned to the water, and swam happily in the water, but watched the scholar on the water for a long time and refused to leave.

"Little carp will be there for a while, hurry back, I will continue on the road." The scholar smiled, waved to the little carp who was reluctantly looking at him, filled the water bag and continued on the road.

Not long after the scholar left, the carp turned into a human in the water. Its upper body looks like a teenager, but its lower body has a half fish tail with beautiful scales.

He looked at the back of the scholar with doubts in his eyes.Why did this person let himself go so kindly even though he was hungry and exhausted to the limit.

The master once taught me that if you know how to repay your kindness, there is a cloud of black air between the scholar's brows, and there should be accidents soon, so I must repay his kindness.The little carp swung its tail happily, jumped over the waterfall with all its strength, and swam in the direction the scholar left.

The scholar continued to climb the mountain. With the help of God, it was no longer like before that he could not find a way out. Instead, he quickly followed the path down the mountain, and his steps became more and more light. Finally, he saw a village and the mess on the wharf. The individual seems to be about to set sail.

All I heard was a thin man with a bamboo pole yelling: "It's the last trip to Yanyin Wharf today, three pennies per trip."

The scholar was secretly happy when he heard that, he was about to rush to Yanyin, pinched the white jade pendant in his hand, and felt that as long as he arrived in Yanyin, everything would be hopeful.

"Boss, wait, there's me!" The scholar happily ran to the boat, only to see a thin young man being thrown out.

"The beggar has no money and wants to cross the river. It's unlucky to stay in the cool place!" Two big men pushed the thin young man to the ground, and the young man whimpered and begged them.

The scholar couldn't bear to help the young man on the ground: "Brother, why are you crying and acting like a daughter? If you have any difficulties, you can tell me, and I will definitely help you."

The young man wiped away his tears and snot, and said with a sob: "My aunt wrote that she was seriously ill. I forgot my money in a hurry when I went out. I thought that my aunt might not be able to make it through the night. She loved me very much since she was a child, and she couldn't take care of me when she was dying. , doing my filial piety for her, and crying here in anger and anxiety. Who knows that these boatmen are all powerful generations, and they refuse to carry me anyway, which makes the young master laugh."

Seeing that the young man turned out to be a dutiful son, the scholar softened his heart, and handed over the only three Wen coins he had left to the young man.

"Brother, just go on board, filial piety touches the heavens, this is a little thought, I hope your aunt recovers soon." The young man looked at the three copper coins in his hand in disbelief, wiped his tears, and thanked the scholar repeatedly.

The scholar had many twists and turns along the way. He sold the land deeds of his family, and he only got together 100 taels of silver from his livestock. Penny left.

With an idea, the scholar took out a poem manuscript from his rucksack and walked towards the thin bamboo pole boatman. "Brother, please do me a favor. I have exhausted all my money, and now I have a poem written by myself. I hope it will pay for the boat."

Although the scholar's family background is poor, his parents have urged him to read and write since he was a child, and he has always worked hard. , so that the villagers could not catch up.

The boatman, Douda, couldn't read the characters. When he saw the characters, he thought they were crooked like snakes crawling, and he threw them into the lake.

"Scholar, I don't know a word, what's the use of these." Suddenly he saw a dark blue gown on the scholar, and then looked at the coarse linen on himself.

"Your long gown is not bad. The clothes my grandma and aunt made when I went out have long been worn out. Why don't you use your long gown as a boat fare."

Seeing that things had turned around, the scholar hurriedly took off his long gown and handed it to the boatman to exchange.

"Then thank you, Brother Chuan." Following the boatman onto the boat, the boat swayed forward, looking at the row upon row of houses not far away, the scholar was extremely excited. He knew that it was the most prosperous place in the Qi Kingdom - Yanyin .

It is the commoner country that he admires the most, the place where Su Qingpei lived, and Su Qingpei also grew up in a poor family.

But he is very talented. At the age of 12, he was favored by Master Yunlai's master Nan Ke, and he was accepted as a disciple. He entered and left the temple at the age of 25, assisted the former king Min in political affairs, offered advice and suggestions for Daqi, swept away the wilderness, and made Daqi leap It ranks first among the four plains.

It's just a pity that during an encirclement and suppression of the Loulan alien race, he died in order to save Qin Wang.

Scholars often complain, if he was born a few years earlier, he would be able to show Su Xiangguo's demeanor.

But this time he went to Yanyin not to visit Su Xiang's former residence, but to fulfill his parents' wishes, he lowered his head and squeezed the shiny jade pendant tightly.

When the boat docked, the scholar poked his head out with his luggage on his back, and the green willows swayed on both sides of Yanyin Street, which runs through the north and south.

The remnant spring is about to pass, and spring and summer are approaching. Yanyin, the capital of the Great Qi Emperor, is full of thick green, as if frozen in a green dream, the scholar stepped into the gate of Yanyin with cheerful steps.