The waves are misty, Liu Yiyi.
The grass in the isolated village is far away, and the apricot blossoms are flying in the setting sun.
The merchant ship waving its flag in the wind had just sailed into the south of the Yangtze River, and saw the vast mist in the afterglow of the setting sun, the willow branches hanging low, and the apricot blossoms flying all over the sky. It was a beautiful spring scene in the south of the Yangtze River.
The merchant ship sailed into the dock. Before entering the city, the sky was not yet dark. The gentle city was already filled with the music of silk and bamboo orchestral music, with the sound of birds chirping, red flowers and green grass, and wine flags flying everywhere in the city. .
Sure enough, count the romances, watch the spring scenery, appreciate the beauties, and even look at Jiangnan.
On the bow of the merchant ship, on the pedals, a girl in a white lotus dress and a red dress has picturesque features. Although she only wears a simple bun and has no other ornaments except a lotus white jade hairpin, she does not look gorgeous at all. Instead, she has an untainted air. Elegant and smart.
A slight smile, but warm and bright.
Qian Duojin was stunned for three seconds when he saw the little fairy dressed up for the first time. Qian Duojin had seen the most beautiful beauties in the south of the Yangtze River, the famous Orchid in the North, and even the so-called cold female crown, but he didn't I have never seen a beauty with such contradictory temperaments.
Yes, it was the first time Qian Duojin used the word "beautiful" to describe the little fairy. He had always known that the little fairy was beautiful and had a great temperament, but this was the first time he was so intuitively shocked.
It is obviously the most gorgeous red dress, but it has an elegant temperament. It is obviously an elegant temperament, but it makes her smile bright and warm.
Qian Duojin sighed with emotion on this side, while Yang Zhaodi and Zhou Xiao, who were freshly dressed and were following behind Qian Duojin, looked at Lingchu with respectful and grateful expressions.
Yang Zhaodi's eyes were filled with tears, she bit her lower lip and stared at her benefactor closely.
That day, Yang Zhaodi and Zhou Xiao rowed desperately, rowing all the way to the shore in the direction of their benefactor's kick. They didn't collapse to the ground until they stepped on the shore.
The two of them did not run away immediately, but hid and waited on the shore for their benefactor to return.
They waited for most of the day. The mist of Evil Dragon Lake lingered all year round, and the two of them could only vaguely hear the sound of rough waves.
When they saw their benefactor coming through the water, all wet, Yang Zhaodi and Zhou Xiao were truly relieved.
Lingchu couldn't take the two of them, nor could he send them to Huan Niang. The two people who were already homeless were taken over by Qian Duojin.
She was adopted as an adopted son and daughter, but her real name was no longer useful, so she adopted the surname Qian Duojin. Yang Zhaodi changed her name to Qian Nianen, which symbolizes Lingchu's kindness. Zhou Xiao changed her name to Qian Xiaoen, which means knowing kindness and reminding her of her kindness. past.
Qian Duojin is a businessman, not a good person. Lingchu has a clear mind and understands that he is selling something to himself.
Originally, the cause and effect of saving Yang Zhaodi and Yang Zhaodi should be attributed to Lingchu himself, but Qian Duojin intervened and helped Lingchu solve his worries.
There are more causal connections between Lingchu and Qian Duojin.
Old Taoists often talk about cause and effect, and Lingchu naturally knows that cause and effect is very important to monks.
Just as Taoyuan Temple is located in Taoyuan City, it enjoys the incense of Taoyuan City, eats the water and rice of Taoyuan City, and sows the connection with Taoyuan City. Only then did Lao Dao and Lingchu He Shu save the people of Taoyuan City when the earthquake happened.
There are countless causes and effects in the world. When a monk realizes the Tao and escapes from the world, he can also be said to break free from the shackles between heaven and earth.
And this cause and effect is naturally a kind of bondage between heaven and earth.
"Both fate comes together and fate comes apart. Boss Qian, our fate must have ended here." Lingchu tucks the broken hair at the temples and smiles softly, as soft and warm as ever.
It seems like there are thousands of pretty girls in the world instead of the aloof cultivator.
"The gift is on the table in your room. I brewed the spiritual wine myself. Mortals can drink it one drop at a time and mix it with water. It will ensure your longevity and good health." Lingchu gave Qian Duojin the spiritual fruit wine.
Lingmi wine and Lingguo wine are actually both mild. However, the Lingmi wine brewed by Lingchu uses purple Lingmi given by the Taoist. The high-quality Lingmi contains more spiritual power than Lingchu’s own harvest. The spiritual wine brewed from low-grade spiritual fruits is much larger.
This means that the body of a mortal is even more unbearable, and if you are not careful, you may overdo it.
Logically speaking, Qian Duojin should be very happy to get the panacea he has been asking for for a long time, but in fact, besides being happy, Qian Duojin is also a little sad.
Lingchu had lived in the marketplace since he was a child, and the leader who later became a Taoist was an experienced Taoist with a lot of flair.
Therefore, after practicing Taoism for more than two years, Lingchu's temperament and appearance have improved a lot, but his temperament is still wandering among ordinary people.
We got along for nearly a month, and together we saved people in an earthquake.
Qian Duojin really looked at Lingchu as a junior and as a friend.
Therefore, there is still a lot of sadness in this separation.
"Little fairy, you look much better than before." Qian Duojin looked at the young girl in front of him, and his eyes were a little sore for a moment.
Before, they were either Taoist robes or old clothes. They were very pure and refined, but lacked a bit of human touch and fireworks.
Dressed up like this, she is a little too bright, but she is really beautiful, and she looks more like a human being.
Hearing Qian Duojin's praise and Yang Zhaodi and Yang Zhaodi who nodded vigorously in agreement, Lingchu's eyebrows curled up.
This red dress embroidered with white lotus flowers was Huan Niang's tenth birthday gift to Ling Chu. Every stitch and every stitch was sewn by Huan Niang herself. The lotus hosta on her head was a birthday gift from Uncle He, which happened to match Huan Niang's. Mother's clothes were put together into a set.
After Lingchu settled down in Taoyuan Temple, Uncle He found an escort agency and sent letters to Fuchun Tower in Antang City every month, rain or shine, to Huanniang.
Huan Niang also responded to letters and sent things to Lingchu every month, rain or shine.
This set of clothes had never been worn except for the day of Lingchu's birthday. After all, he was practicing in a Taoist temple and had to fight every day. It was too inconvenient to wear and Lingchu was not used to it.
but……
When we met again after two years, Lingchu felt that we should be more solemn.
After waving goodbye to Qian Duojin, Lingchu didn't want to get involved too deeply. Before boarding the ship, he had agreed to part ways when they arrived at Antang City.
Walking step by step towards Antang City, which is surrounded by high walls and gradually lights up in the sunset.
Lingchu raised his head and looked at the plaque at the city gate. The three words "Antang City" written on it were not as elegant as Tao Yuan City, nor as upright as Su Yang City. They were just like the misty and rainy Jiangnan, exuding tenderness like water.
It’s been two years, Antang City, I’m back.
Walk in leisurely and walk slowly through the streets and alleys of Antang City.
On the bluestone road, along the bank of willow trees, there are many restaurants, shops and vendors.
Everything is strange yet familiar.
Lingchu walked along the path in his memory, and finally stopped in front of a huge painting boat that was brightly lit and noisy.
Beauties with fragrant clothes and rich guests in gold and silver are intertwined in the bright lights, making it extremely lively.
Easily avoiding the welcoming Sister Gui Gong, Lingchu stepped into Fuchun Tower again.
Standing in the lobby of Fuchun Tower, Lingchu stood without any cover, smiling cheerfully and brightly.
On the stage, the singer Oriole, who is famous for her clear and melodious voice, sang like an oriole.
In the lobby, the pretty little beauty maid Meizi, who was as busy as a bee, smashed the wine pot.
In a high-rise building, a stunningly beautiful woman was leaning against the window sill, looking sadly at the crowds of people singing and laughing. She dropped the fan in her hand.
Oriole, Meizi, and Huanniang, long time no see.
