Qu Yin's Floating Jade Is Still Fragrant

更新时间2013-5-2714:21:03字数：4765

I still remember that it seemed that when we were born, we were connected together... no relatives, no other playmates, only him, and the grandfather we called "Mr. Ou"...

It was so long ago that I still can't find the place of that day. I vaguely remember that there was a large green plum grove. Mr. Ou likes to stay in the house most of the day, researching various bronze or iron mines... Me and him ...running around in the plum forest holding hands, playing hide-and-seek...taking a nap and talking in the forest together...Mr. Ou likes us and loves us. However, Mr. Ou is indeed his "parents" and me.

Although he has no blood relationship, he is thicker than water. He must be the person I love the most in this life, and Mr. Ou is the person I respect the most... They are not brothers and sisters, and I don't know what to call them. I heard people say, "Lang rides a bamboo horse to make green plums around the bed." It's probably the feeling of affection.

Before Mr. Ou passed away, he told us many things... In addition to being shocked, he was just sad that his life was coming to an end.He once confessed to us that the most proud thing in his life is to create "Sword", a swan song in the world that combines beauty and strength.Mr. Ou has forged ten swords with mysterious power in his life... Except me and him, there is one that has been begged by the Central Plains hero Huangdi to save the people. The remaining seven have not yet fully possessed spiritual consciousness. He entrusted us. Opportunity, I hope that in the spirit of the sky, I can see the ten swords stationed in all directions in the world, and I will never see evil spirits. I only hope that the ten swords gather together, how magnificent...

Closing his eyes, Zeng slowly said to him and me: "In this life, in this world... May you, people be indistinguishable... the sword will never leave."

There is no distinction between people, and the sword is inseparable.

Mr. Ou was originally a fairy. Over the long years, he put everything he thought, learned, and felt into these ten swords. He found rare materials in the world and worked hard for hundreds of years to obtain them. child.After his death, the remaining nine swords were naturally coveted by countless people...human beings, demons, spirits, ghosts, demons, and even immortal gods all wanted to obtain these swords...

There is nothing more terrifying than the so-called greed, there is no difference in the six realms...

He and I took other "brothers and sisters" to flee for our lives. Fortunately, although the other swords contained sword spirits, they were not fully awakened, and the sword energy could still cover them.He and I, two teenage children... desert, deep mountains, woods, towns, snow fields... running away everywhere... being plotted and hunted down everywhere...

But there is no better time than that time, because I have encountered all kinds of hardships when I am with him, but as long as he holds me tightly in his arms every night, I know what it means to depend on each other... For this reason, inseparable and inseparable abandoned.

Finally, three years later, most of the time, it was all about saving my life... only me and him were left.

As we grow older and our spiritual power soars, we all become stronger, but we are also easier to be discovered.

That year, he and I were 20 years old... On a rainy night, we still hugged each other, and he said: "No matter what, I will never separate from me... If there is a danger one day, he will definitely keep me safe , but you will definitely find me afterwards..."

Stay together for a long time, and never end with you.

What's ridiculous is that it's not the powerful gods who defeat us, but the smallest but wisest human beings... Thinking about it, it's really ridiculous...

A little prince and king can actually design to separate us abruptly.I don't know how he found out that we are sword spirits, and ordinary people can't detect it at all.We are different from the sword spirits who later died in the sword. We are Mr. Ou who acquired emotional wisdom, and because Mr. Ou used his own emotions to forge the sword, and the spirit transformed from the sword, if you are not a person with profound Taoism, you will not be able to see it of……

While I was out, the man caught many wild beast cubs in the mountains and imprisoned them in the forest, and set fire to them... The wild beasts were angry and wanted to save their sons, so they naturally fought with them. If you don't want to take care of humans, go to rescue...

When I arrived, he was nowhere to be seen... But the two host bodies in our room were still there... His spirit body was taken away by someone... The sword and spirit of the host body were separated... I was at a loss and couldn't help it. Knowing whether to be anxious or sad...

Just like this, I searched for him by myself, holding two swords, walking all over the mountains, the whole town... the sun, the moon and the moon, every inch of the land... I thought in my heart that I would find him until I was wiped out...

One year, two years, until ten years, 50 years, 100 years, 1000 years, until my heart is full of weeds.

I tried my best and went to every corner, but I couldn't find him again.

I once asked the immortal to help me find him, but the immortal only wanted to use my divine power... When I radiated the powerful wind power that shocked the immortal world, it attracted more greed... Even Fuxi, who is high in the divine world, I have moved the idea of ​​collecting ten swords...

It is impossible to explain the fierceness of the struggle between the gods, but it also inspired me to have a strong sword spirit and ability... I finally found a chance to escape... I couldn't go to the human world for the time being, so I threw myself into the demon world, begging him to help me.

There is still some friendship in the demon world, with clear grievances and grievances. He promised to help me find his whereabouts, but he made a condition that I must be his master sword spirit for 100 years for free, and I cannot object to any of his demands...

There were countless bloody storms again, and I became numb...cold...closed, and I no longer trusted anyone.

In this world, there are either people who covet my power, or they want something... There has never been anyone who really cares about me and helps me...

A hundred years later, the lord of the demon world told me that his spiritual body had been away from the sword for too long and had already been destroyed, but because of Mr. Ou's obsession and protection, his memory was wiped and he was reincarnated...

I don’t remember how desperate I was at that time... It’s almost thousands of years now... Time no longer has any touch for me... I searched and searched, endured humiliation, longed for sickness, and was used to the ruthless greed in the world The bloody face of the wind and rain, drank the blood of demons and even mortals and immortals... In the end, the person I love has already reincarnated and no longer remembers me.

Almost crazy and lost my nature, but Mr. Ou's feelings are still there, save me to restore my nature.

After all... If I can't say give up, I just give up, and I start looking for his reincarnation... I don't believe that he doesn't remember at all, and I don't believe that my efforts for so many years have been fruitless.

I don't know how long it has passed, but finding a reincarnated person is not easy.

Finally... under the moon in Chang'an, I saw a completely strange man, traveling at night with his wife, a family of three and He Lele. I stood in the distance, as if my heartbeat that had stopped for 2000 years was suddenly throbbing.

After so long in office, I still recognize him at a glance.

He has life and soul now, but there is still a trace of sword energy... so weak that perhaps only Mr. Ou and I can recognize it.

Seeing him approaching, he just glanced at me and passed by.

Really... have you forgotten...

In the past, Meilin was still young, and he agreed to be his bride when the plums turned yellow.

After all, I couldn't hold back the tears and rain, and knelt down in the street and cried loudly...

The world is so big, why can't Mo Xie alone fit in.

I also have no intention of looking for other Eight Swords.Probably except for me, the others have already lived separately and forgotten.

Only I stayed, empty to Mr. Ou's wish of guarding the world with ten swords, and a husband who completely forgot about me...

From then on, he stayed in Chang'an.Fortunately, his appearance has not changed, and he has the ability to earn a living.

He is here too, safe and happy.

I... still remember the oath that day.

Mo Xie is a good general, people don't know each other, and swords can't leave...

When the whole story was told lightly by Mo Xie, it seemed like describing a dream from last night.Mo Xie's tone was so peaceful, and there was even a smile from the past on his lips, but what appeared in his eyes was the vicissitudes and desolation that Hongyu couldn't see clearly.

When Hongyu came to her senses, she found that her face was covered with water... It was raining heavily.It was a peaceful and comfortable afternoon, the two of them were in the bushes outside Liufang Pavilion, they didn't know when it started, it started to rain... and they didn't know whether it was tears or rain on their faces...

"My younger sister once asked me if the sword spirit fell in love with its master, whether it is overstepping... I thought, who is qualified to judge other people's feelings...how about demons, immortals, and people... There are indeed things in this world that can never be changed... ...But there will never be someone who cannot love..."

Hongyu seemed to have something stuck in her throat, just about to speak, only to hear bursts of sobbing.

Mo Xie suddenly slapped her junior, choking so hard that Hong Yu almost lost her breath.

"Sister, if you don't cry or feel sad, why are you like this, girl? Unlike you...so what for thousands of years, Mo Xie is a general...it doesn't matter if you are smashed to pieces and fall into evil."

"The general's body..."

Mo Xie shook his head and said, "It's still in the same place, but...it's no different from an ordinary sword, and has no divine power at all...I heard that Xuanyuan, the sword of the Yellow Emperor, has disappeared...other things..."

"Sister...has never found a general to be reincarnated?"

"...I tried it, I wandered around his house all day...how can I see his family is happy...but why disturb him in this life..."

Moye took a few steps and raised her head, as if she was missing someone.

"Mr. Ou once said that there is the most selfless love and the most persistent love in the world. It is impossible to say which is more affectionate...Mr. Ou...can you tell Mo Xie what is selfless and what is persistence... Mo Xie no longer understands why he is stationed here Day and night, if I could see the General again... how wonderful it would be..."

A woman who is as free and easy as flames and strong wine has such a past... Si's father said in the past that "the way is wrong", is the sword spirit destined to bear the joke of impermanent fate?

On the way back to the inn, he was in a trance, restless, vaguely, there was a figure standing in front of him, but he stumbled and bumped into it.

Just as he was about to apologize, he heard a gentle and somewhat urgent voice, and found someone's hand gently supporting him.

"Miss Hongyu...are you feeling unwell?"

"Master Chengying...?"

Between the white sleeves and the breeze, fingers lightly touched the red jade wrist, and then looked up to see its expression, and there was a little worry in the deep eyes.

"What happened? To be so confused and so sad?"

Hongyu gradually turned around, gently withdrew her hand and said, "Thank you...it's nothing, I was just in a daze for a while, and thank you for your concern."

"..." He suddenly grabbed her and said, "Come with me."

Hongyu hadn't reacted yet, and after she did, she couldn't break free.

He walked quickly all the way, pulled her around the high city wall of Chang'an, and looked around, the bustling and quiet town... The night fell and the lights were dim, so beautiful.

He did not know where to take out a Kongming lantern, handed it to Hongyu and said: "No matter what sad things, if the lantern flies into the sky, let it go away. If you can change it, change it. If you can't change it...sad It doesn't help, presumably Hongyu understands these things as well as I do, right?"

"En..." Hongyu looked at the lamp, gently unfolded it, and Chengying lit the fire below, watching it dangle and float up to the sky... After a while, it became stars of different colors in the sky.

At this time, the sky had already darkened, and suddenly colorful fireworks burst out, and the crowd below cheered lively. The two of them stood on the high city wall and watched, which was quite a sight.

Hongyu stared at the fireworks quietly, and the beauty of that moment was left to those who like to watch it.

The colorful light came into her eyes, recalling Mo Xie's despair and strength, she... was still too fragile after all.

Chengying on one side looked at her, waved a fan, smiled and said nothing.

The mountains are covered with slight clouds, the sky is sticky with decaying grass, and the sound of drawing horns breaks Qiaomen.

Suspend Zheng Zhao and talk about the total introduction of Li Zun.

How many old things in Penglai, look back empty, smoke and mist.

Outside the setting sun, jackdaws are ten thousand spots, and flowing water flows around the solitary village.

Ecstasy, at this moment, the sachet is secretly released, and the belt is lightly divided.

谩 won the brothel, and Bo survived.

When will I see you here?

On the sleeves of the lapels, there are marks of tears in the air.

At the wounded place, the high-rise building can be seen off, and the lights are already dusk.

……

When Hongyu returned to the inn, Ziyin was not there, but Yajiu was sitting in her room studying Ziyin's sword manual.

"Senior Yajiu?" Hongyu saluted and said, "Why don't you see Daoist Ziyin?"

"Hey, girl, where are you going?" Ya Jiu seemed to be reproaching, but there was no reproach in his voice.

"In the afternoon, in Liufang Pavilion... talking to Sister Moxie..."

"...Hey, it means that later... that's all. Anyway, I think you came back after you had enough fun. Who told you that someone always locked you in a black box before seeing the light of day? I told him that once you come out after a long time I'm so happy I don't want to go back…”

"Hongyu...unintentionally let senior Yajiu worry!"

"Wrong!" Yajiu stood up, Hongyu was a whole head taller than her, but she looked like a child being scolded in front of her.She walked up to Hongyu and said, "I'm not the one who's worried... Naturally, someone couldn't sit still and went out to look for you..."

Hongyu was astonished, and immediately said: "Forgive Hongyu for being rude, let's take a step first..."

"No need..." The voice behind him was as clear as spring water, with a bit of coldness.

"Cao Cao Cao Cao is here, come on, the old woman will not bother you two, Zi Yin, for the sake of helping me look after the house, I will lend you the sword manual to read today." Pat Zi Yin on the shoulder, and then jumped disappeared.

The remaining Hongyu and Ziyin faced each other silently, and the atmosphere was extremely cold.

Hongyu's hands were intertwined, and he felt that his eyes were almost the same as when he heard Baili Tusu and Lingyue fighting swords in private that day... Cold anger, tight lips, oppressive and suffocating...

If she came back and saw that he was still here, with a touch of no warmth in his eyes, or if he didn't say a word, and ignored him, she would be more used to it... At this moment, for some reason, she felt that she was wrong, Responsibility and guilt, as well as the "fear" of Ziyin's eyes made Hongyu's breathing quicken unknowingly, and there seemed to be cold sweat on his forehead.She lowered her head, not daring to look into his eyes again.

I don't know how long the stalemate lasted, Hongyu's eyes only saw his blue and white robe approaching slowly, and the red sword tassel swayed with the wind for a while, and stopped very close to her.

Really... so close... She seemed to be able to feel his breath diagonally above her head...

She just felt that she wanted to escape from here, but she was a little obsessed by the breath so close.

Waiting for him, reprimanding him coldly or sharply.

"..."

"..."

He suddenly stretched out his hand, his slender fingers gently wrapped around the hair behind her ear, and gently picked out a fallen leaf.

Fallen leaves in the plum grove outside Liufang Pavilion.

Hongyu suddenly felt an electric shock in her heart, flowing from the tips of her hair to her scalp, to her chest, and to her feet.Although it is a simple action, it is even more confusing, so it is at a loss, and it has unprecedented confusion. However, my heart is shaken, and I am deeply infatuated...

"..."

He seemed to want to say something, but didn't say it, looking at the blade in his hand for a moment.Closing his eyes, he seemed to sigh slightly, then turned and left.

"Ziyin!" Hongyu shouted, suddenly reacted, and changed his words: "Daoist Ziyin, Hongyu definitely didn't mean to..."

He didn't look back, and opened the door with one hand.

She still said lightly: "...The night in the city is not safe, just go out by yourself, just be careful."

After a long time, Bi just added in a soft voice: "Let's take a rest earlier."

The door was closed and could no longer be seen.

Hongyu stared at the door for a long time, but hadn't come out of the trance.

My icy hand brushed gently over the hair he brushed just now... It didn't look like my own hair... I didn't feel it anymore... I realized that the demonic barrier would only get heavier, never lessened...

Outside the window, the sound of rain gradually, cloudless and light.