"Girl, there is no carriage prepared on Qingqiu Mountain." Lan Xuan lowered her head and looked at me.
I understand, no one has ever been up Qingqiu Mountain, and no one can enter here. People here don't know how to go out. They don't need a carriage, so why prepare one.
"Can a girl ride a horse?"
I nodded, yes or no, it doesn't matter.
"Hengzhi, go get the horse, hurry up, lest that man comes back again." Lan Xuan said softly to the people around her, and then turned to me, "The people in this palace must die, girl, please I'm sorry. It's just that the master ordered Lan Xuan to tell the girl the way to Danxue Mountain, so the master walked in a hurry.
"The master also said that the girl should eat the meat of the nine-tailed fox before going, so that she can be protected from evil spirits. Also, the master ordered that a white dog and some rice be prepared for the girl to use as a sacrifice to the gods. He also told her to open up all the way. It's all done, girl, just go ahead with peace of mind. There is a bird in Danxue Mountain with colorful feathers and exquisite decorations. The bird's head has the text "De", the wings have the text "Yi", the back has the text "Li", the imprint has the "Ren", and the belly has the text "Faith". This bird will not drink unless it is morning dew, it will not eat unless it is young bamboo, and it will not rest unless it is a thousand-year-old sycamore tree. You can ask this bird to lead you to my master.
"This is the road to Danxue Mountain. If everything goes well, girl, it will take about two months to travel quickly." She leaned over and put the map into her bag. "The master has left the horse behind, and it can travel thousands of miles a day, but it is difficult to control this horse. I'm afraid It will take some time.”
The woman who led the horse came back. The horse was handsome and strong, but its eyes were full of untamedness. On the horse's back, there was already a baggage, probably containing the amount she had just ordered.
The two of them worked together to push me onto the horse's back. The horse was really strong-tempered and jumped up immediately, almost knocking me off. Fortunately, I hugged the horse's neck tightly and didn't fall off.
"There is a rope tied to the saddle, and the girl ties it around her waist to prevent her from falling."
I hurriedly went to check, and sure enough, it was there, so I made sure it didn't jump up again and tied it tightly. I stayed close to the horse's ear for a long time, but I didn't know what to comfort it, so I had to take it back and hold the reins firmly.
When I was riding away, I couldn't help but look back and saw a palace with flickering lights. There were women in twos and threes dressed like immortals. Only Jimo had changed into a mysterious dress and stood with his hands behind his back. He looked in the opposite direction to me, leaving only my back, a broad and solid back full of loneliness and coldness.
It's good that he doesn't know that I'm leaving.
Maybe it was my imagination, or maybe it was such a fleeting connection, the moment I turned my head, I seemed to catch a glimpse of him turning to look at me. But I didn't stop after all, and I didn't even look back at the palace that was getting further away. I'm afraid, if I look at it one more time, I'll never be able to leave again.
That day, I hugged the horse's neck and cried all night long.
Jimo’s back will be the last time I see him in this life. If Fuyi insists on taking away my soul, I am afraid that there will be no afterlife. Then, no matter what our previous lives were, we will have only that back figure left for each other in eternity.
The nights in the South turned out to be so cold.
Maybe that horse had some spirituality after all. After that night, there was no more tension that wanted to throw me off. It was just that I often lost control of my balance and threw half of my body off the horse's back. The rope made a deep mark, but fortunately, I had no feeling there and there was no pain.
With this Pegasus, the distance seems to be shortened suddenly. The two-month period originally mentioned has arrived in the blink of an eye.
After dragging my body and reluctantly offering sacrifices to the gods, the horse had bowed down, and I had put my hands together to get on the horse's back, when a bright light suddenly appeared in front of my eyes. My eyes couldn't stand the light. I immediately raised my hands to cover them, but they still felt uncomfortable. The horse was extremely sensible and used its body to block in front of me.
The moment a shadow was cast in front of my eyes, I almost blurted out Dongli.
Every time, he is the one who shields me from the sun. He is also the one who teaches me to tie up my hair, cover my face and wear a bamboo hat.
But at this moment, he is not here.
I was sighing to myself, when something suddenly flashed before my eyes. When I squinted my eyes, I saw it was the shining dragon scales.
Could it be that the real dragon is here in Danxue Mountain?
I was stunned for a moment, but when the bright light faded and I looked carefully, I saw that it was not a real dragon, but a mountain god with the head of a human and the body of a dragon. I tilted my head towards him slightly, but he didn't even look at me. He turned around and leaped into the sky, suddenly disappearing.
Looking up, the mountain road in front of me suddenly seemed wide and flat. When I looked up, I saw a large swath of sycamore trees.
The thick and straight sycamore trees made me almost forget to mount my horse.
There is no place for thousands of years of parasol trees.
I dragged myself onto the horse's back with great effort. It didn't need my whip to urge me and it immediately ran over.
Thousand-year-old sycamore tree, which sycamore tree has grown for more than a thousand years? I can only search one by one in this forest like a free rein. Thousands of years, I don't know how many generations of life span, I don't know how much essence of heaven and earth can be absorbed.
I don’t know whether it was because the woods were too big and endless, or because I lost my way. I rode my horse until the sun set in the west, but I still didn’t get out of the woods. The next day, I walked from sunrise to sunset again, and looked at the stars high in the sky. I lay on the ground and traced the shape of the Milky Way. I heard that Altair and Vega separated the two sides of the Tianhe River. I didn't know Altair and Vega. I could only look at the river and think about this legend.
Day after day, night after night, after seven whole days and nights, I found the largest tree in the forest, fell off my horse, and fell asleep under that tree. It wasn't until a smell of coke poured into my nose that I suddenly woke up.
This smell reminds me of the day when the ghosts captured the capital. I was treated as a demon by Basil Jiyu and put on the fire, ready to be burned alive.
A smell that makes people break into cold sweat.
The horse suddenly neighed, lowered its head and pushed me hard. I quickly hugged the horse's head, and with just a flick, it threw me on its back and ran away as fast as I could.
From a distance, I looked back and saw a raging fire burning on the tree where I was just now. The fire was so fierce that even the thick branches fell down. If I were still under that tree... I didn't dare to think about it anymore. I was about to ride away when I suddenly heard a mournful bird call that echoed through the entire forest.
bird! I suddenly grabbed the horse's head, and from the fire on the tree crown, a fiery red ball flew up, and its shape was like a huge soaring bird.
It took a long time for the fire to dim, and the vision became dim and covered with night.
I gently caressed the horse beneath me. Such a fire might have frightened it. Fortunately, it was so protective of its owner. Otherwise, I don’t know if I would have survived today.
Suddenly there was another bird song, no longer so sad, but the song was just as long and distant. A piece of five-color feathers fell in front of my eyes. I spread my palms and the feathers were dazzling even in the night.
I raised my head and saw the colorful bird singing and dancing. It was very beautiful. As it moved around, I could vaguely see it covered in colorful inscriptions. It was indeed the bird I was looking for.
The horse neighed, as if in response to the song hovering above it, and the bird flapped its wings and landed gracefully. It actually tilted its head at me slightly.
I bowed my head in return, as all such strange beasts are probably psychic, just like the Nine Tails, which also transformed into a human form to make people lovable.
It flew up slowly, as if it was leading the way for me. I followed closely on horseback, and not long after, I found a bamboo forest.
Do not eat anything other than tender bamboo.
I rode around it, and suddenly something happened in the corner of my eyes. I turned around and saw an elegant bamboo house, with a bleak figure in white standing outside the bamboo house.
Ning Xi, his hair was not tied up, and his hair was as thick and black as ink, scattered on the plain white brocade clothes, just like the splashed ink landscape on the purest white rice paper.
"Come on, Phoenix." He waved his sleeves and took a spin, and the colorful bird flew over.
He walked step by step in front of the horse, with an unbroken haggard look between his brows.
"It's a phoenix, isn't it beautiful?" He was asking me, "It will take your soul away, and I will stay in Fuqi."
The secret cannot be revealed, right? He didn't even give an explanation, he just asked me to follow his instructions step by step. I left, reaching this last step, without even leaving a way back for myself. Fortunately, all this will be liberated.
He handed me a slender porcelain bottle and lifted me off the horse. I understand my current situation, and although I resist in my heart, I will never push him away like I did in the past.
A bamboo couch, I know, this is my last place to live.
He was at the edge of the couch, with the corners of his lips slightly raised, as if this was an excellent thing.
"You have suffered a lot." His fingertips slightly traced the pattern on the porcelain bottle in my hand, "This medicine is sweet."
Sweet or not, it doesn’t matter, it’s just the last bite.
"You will understand all the questions in your heart and all the secrets I said that must not be revealed. No one will hide it from you. No one can hide it from you." He breathed a long sigh of relief, "In this world, Everything is coming to an end."
It's almost over, and his tone always seems to emphasize how important I am.
"Jimo he..."
I raised my head and looked at the north. He must have returned to the battlefield. The fleeting glimpse of him leaving Qingqiu Mountain was nothing more than an illusion.
"After ending the fate, everything is just a dream. If you believe me, drinking this medicine is the best thing." He said seriously.
Twenty short years, indeed, are just a dream.
I raised my head and drank it. The medicine was indeed sweet and silky, with the fragrance of tea.
"Just take a nap and you'll be fine when you wake up."
I closed my eyes gently and saw Jimo, only a figure from behind, alone in the dimly lit place. A broad back carries broad sorrow. This was the last time we saw each other, no facial features could be seen, nothing could be seen, only the black color of his clothes was left, slowly blending into the night.
In front of him, there was just plain black.
I am in darkness, waiting for the light to come.
I have lived in pure darkness for sixteen years, but at this moment, I feel unaccustomed to it. Probably because he and Jimo have lived in the sun for too long and got used to the temperature and color. The indescribable warm white lights up everything.
At the last moment, I will remember that the ray of light he left in my life when I was seven years old illuminated my last four years.
Raise your hand to touch and trace the sunshine.
Suddenly, a beam of light lit up his fingertips. Pale, but no longer pale fingertips.
I opened my eyes wide, and the tiny beam of light spread from my fingertips, covering my arms, upper body, legs, and toes, bit by bit.
I raised my head and saw a woman with skin like snow, long hair like waterfalls, and eyes like stars.
I suddenly remembered the "son of the master" in the poem "Dengtuzi Lustful". If it is increased by one point, it is too long, if it is reduced by one point, it is too short; if it is powdered, it will be too white; if it is applied with vermilion, it will be too red; its eyebrows are like green feathers, and its muscles are like white snow; its waist is like white snow. It's like a bunch of silk, and its teeth are like shells; a charming smile confuses Yangcheng and Cai.
That is a fairy-like woman.
I thought that the woman I saw in the Qingqiu Mountain Palace was full of fairy spirit. However, compared with the woman in front of me, she was far behind.
Suddenly there was a flash of light, and the woman suddenly disappeared. Her smiling eyes came into view, and she turned away from the bronze mirror. He handed me a hand. On his slender hand, the tips of three fingers were covered with a thin layer of calluses. , which is the result of thousands of years of writing and painting.
I know him, every bit of him.
He is not only a counselor who knows astronomy and geography, not just a dragon who can't help himself, he is my best friend. He has been drinking tea for thousands of years by my side and watching me go through thousands of years of past events. people.
"Aster, welcome back." The haggard look on his brows was covered up by joy.
Aster is my name for thousands of years, the name of a humble light purple flower.
He was right, everything is just a dream. Twenty years, compared with thousands of years, is just a short dream.
However, after thousands of years of memory, the first name that caught my eye was not Aster or Negative, but Dongjun. I remember it as clearly as if I had never forgotten it.
"Do you want to drink tea?" I asked leisurely.
The corners of his lips were brightly raised: "After waiting for twenty years, I naturally want to drink. But maybe now is not the time." His eyes dimmed and he continued, "The Phoenix will send you back."
"Where should we go, east or north?" I blurted out.
He slowly stopped smiling: "Are you able to return to Dongtian?"
His expression could even be said to be sad.
One sentence was like a knife piercing into the heart.
I suddenly remembered the reason why I spent twenty years in this world.
Dongjun is the divine king in charge of the Eastern Heaven. Qing Emperor Fuxi traveled outside the Nine Heavens and personally conveyed the position of the Heavenly Emperor to him. He is just a mortal who has become an immortal, so naturally he has the attention of many immortals.
In the fairy world, the higher the position, the more indifferent and ruthless one is. He is the only exception.
And I was the one who caused this accident.
