At half past midnight, the dozens of viewing platforms outside the Lotus Palace on the top of the Phoenix Mountain on Lingxian Island were already filled with people.
Just waiting for the arrival of Si Shi, the sacrifice will officially begin.
Unlike Helian Mingyue's palace, there were no monks up and down the Phoenix Mountain in a heavily guarded posture.
There wasn't even a patrolling monk at the foot of the mountain or on the beach.
Two large-scale ships, one going to pick up Her Majesty the Queen is landing on the island, and the other large-scale ship from Fairy Island has sailed into another small island to the east of Fairy Island.
There are not only large ships there, but also countless small fishing boats, all of which are guarded by the queen's guards when entering and exiting.
As a result, the entire Fairy Island seemed to be an undefended fairyland on earth. Only the monks trapped here knew that none of them could escape.
And for some unspeakable reasons, Yu Xianer did not even invite more island owners and monks from the East China Sea to participate.
Not to mention the merchants and big families in the Central Plains, and even some sects.
Yuxian'er has her own plan...
From a distance, it seemed that there was no shortage of guests coming to watch the ceremony up and down the mountain. Whether they were businessmen, monks or coolies, they had been looking forward to this day for a long time.
Ever since they arrived on this island, they have been looking forward to this day coming soon, so that Her Lady Queen can fulfill her wish, give them the antidote, and send them back to Haiyun Town.
Not to mention the Lotus Palace on the top of the mountain, where countless monks and coolies died.
These businessmen have no idea how much hard-earned money they have willingly donated to Her Majesty the Queen...
At this time, Li Xiuyuan at the foot of the mountain had just brewed a pot of spiritual tea from the Snow Mountain of Datang.
Holding a cup of spiritual tea that has penetrated endless years, Li Xiuyuan sighed softly, picked up the tea cup and said to the old woman.
"Senior, let's use this cup of spiritual tea from thousands of years ago to pay tribute to the past that we can never go back to."
The old woman reached out to pick up the spiritual tea on the table and took a sip.
He smiled and said, "If you had given that little peacock a cup of spiritual tea like this before, I'm afraid she would have survived the disaster on this island."
Shaking his head, Li Xiuyuan sighed: "I am not her relative. It should be her sister or an elder in the family who protects her from the tribulation."
"Knowing etiquette and observing integrity, my mother-in-law likes the way you behave."
The old woman pointed to the big boat on the seaside and said with a smile: "The Queen you have been waiting for is here. She is going up the mountain with a middle-aged man and a young woman beside her."
Unexpectedly, Li Xiuyuan drank all the spiritual tea in the cup at this moment.
He did not take out the purple bamboo hat that had been stored in the space ring, but took out a guqin and placed it in front of him.
With a smile, surprise and puzzlement on her face, the old woman adjusted a tune on the piano, then brushed her fingers through the flowers, and a clear spring flowed under the old tree.
A crisp sound of the piano passed through the layers of mist in the mountains, reaching into the sky, heading towards the Lotus Palace on the top of the mountain.
The sound of the piano was long and sweet, like the fragrance of orchids among flowers, rushing towards the old woman.
Before she could utter an exclamation, unexpectedly, the young man in front of her began to sing softly in harmony with the resentful sound of the piano.
Use a machine to pick mulberry trees and try on spring clothes.
The wind is clear and the sun is warm and careless. On the peach blossom branches, the orioles are singing and saying nothing, refusing to let people go home.
...
Helian Mingyue, who was climbing up the stairs, heard the faint sound of the piano, and even heard Li Xiuyuan's whisper.
So, he couldn't help but look at Gong Yangbo next to him and said: "He is a handsome young man. I'm afraid he has never even experienced love. How can he have feelings?"
Gongyang Bo's heart skipped a beat. Listening to this line sung by Li Xiuyuan, he thought of the first time he met Yu Qingchan.
For a moment, I had mixed feelings in my heart, and two drops of tears fell.
He replied in a daze: "If life is just like the first time we met, and we don't let the breakup happen yesterday, then she can still live freely in the East China Sea..."
Helian Mingyue didn't expect that an unknown piano tune would instantly touch the softest place in Gong Yangbo's heart, so he could only sigh softly.
Release your spiritual consciousness and explore around.
Until she found Li Xiuyuan sitting at the foot of the mountain by the old tree, and the old man in white clothes who was as holy as the white clouds in the sky.
But at this time, the old woman couldn't help but murmur: "You are not a fish, how do you know whether she is warm or cold?"
But Li Xiuyuan, who was playing the piano, had no intention of stopping and continued singing:
With two machines, pedestrians immediately reacted with delay.
Deep in my heart, I can't bear to pay lightly, so I look back and smile, returning among the flowers, just for fear of being known by the flowers.
...
In front of the Lotus Palace on the top of the mountain, no one, whether monks, businessmen, or even coolies, dared to make a loud noise.
The faint sound of piano and singing from the bottom of the mountain made them miss their relatives at home. The top of the mountain shrouded a Phoenix Mountain and had a solemn and sacred atmosphere.
The sentimental businessmen and monks lamented silently in their hearts.
It has been like this for a long time, why not stay at home with your beloved wife... After all these years, I wonder if their wife and children are still there when they return home?
Will he remarry someone else because he has no news?
Yu Xian'er, who was accompanying her brother in the palace, also heard the sound of the piano and singing. After listening carefully, he was so angry that he pointed to the balcony and cursed.
"Brother, look at that young man who is like an ant. He dares to imitate the world's talk of love and talk about love between men and women, and the love between life and death!"
Jun Yuchen released his spiritual consciousness and looked quietly at the young man playing the piano beside the old tree at the foot of the mountain, with a trace of sadness on his face.
The boy's song reminded him of his former lover and his own son...
After thinking for a while, he replied calmly: "If people in this world can even let go of love, why should they be human?"
Yu Xian'er slapped the railing: "Damn it, he deliberately didn't let me see him a few days ago, but today he sang such a sentence specifically at this time of year to disgust me!"
"If the auspicious time hadn't come, I would have decided to go down from the mountain and behead him!"
On the long stone steps, Gongyang Bo took the silk scarf handed over by Helian Mingyue, wiped the tears on his face, and sighed leisurely.
Said: "I can't bear to pay lightly. I look back and smile, and return among the flowers. I am afraid that the flowers will know...my cicada."
Helian Mingyue was silent after hearing the words, but looked at Yun Qingjiao beside her and asked: "Jiao'er, do you understand the artistic conception of this music?"
Yun Qingjiao shook her head and said with a wry smile: "My disciple is devoted to practicing with his master. Where have I seen so many men?"
Helian Mingyue was stunned and said nothing, but for no reason she thought of Meng Wuhen who stayed in the imperial city.
...
The smile on the old woman's face under the tree became even brighter.
He said to himself: "This song you sing brings to mind people from all over the world, with or without intentions. Thinking of their joys and sorrows, their love and hate..."
Li Xiuyuan was immersed in his own artistic conception at this time, as if he had returned to Shuwan's bamboo house.
The person sitting in front of him was not an old woman, but a husband in a white shirt. It was snowing outside the house.
So he continued to sing:
With four machines, the mandarin ducks are ready to fly together.
It's a pity that the old man is graying before he is old, the green grass is green in the spring waves, and deep in the cold dawn, he is bathed in red clothes.
...
At this moment, Li Xiuyuan thought of the Tianshan Mountains back then, when he took the life of someone in front of Nanyun City by singing "Quiet", but he died overnight.
The situation of Mu Mu and Nangong Ruyu guarding themselves...
Gongyang Bowen, who was walking on the mountain road, felt deeply in love, thinking about Yu Qingchan who died in order to save him, and thinking about how he had grown old overnight...
"Poof!" With a sound, a mouthful of blood spurted on the stone steps, instantly dyeing the green shirt on his chest red.
Helian Mingyue, who was dressed in yellow clothes, had a dark feeling in his heart.
But he was not as strong-willed as Gong Yangbo. When he saw his beloved vomiting blood after hearing Qin, he couldn't help but reach out his hand.
While holding one of his arms, he cursed: "When I see him, I'm going to ask him if he is deliberately trying to embarrass us."
Yun Qingjiao was stunned when she saw this scene and was speechless for a moment.
When Yu Mingjun on the palace terrace heard the piano, he had the same reaction as Gongyang Bo, "Pfft!", and a mouthful of blood dyed the skirt of his clothes red, and also dyed the railing in front of him red.
At this moment, he couldn't help but think of his son who died young, and even more of the loving couple who strolled in love to the shores of the East China Sea and Helian Mingyue in the imperial city.
Looking at the young man playing the piano at the foot of the mountain, he murmured: "Who are you?"
He even had the illusion that the young man dressed in black and with his face covered with a piece of black cloth was Yu Wenrui, the unparalleledly intelligent young man who died in vain back then...
Yu Xian'er sighed and took out a silk scarf to wipe the blood from the corner of her brother's mouth.
He complained: "It's all old things in that year and month. Why should I keep thinking about it, brother? Don't you have a new sister-in-law and a weird daughter like Pianpian?"
Yu Mingjun said nothing, letting the tears in his eyes fall down.
Because, he saw Helian Mingyue walking up the stairs, holding Gongyang Bo's arm.
The stars change, the sun and the moon change, just like changing the world.
He never imagined that the woman he loved back then would actually hold the arm of his brother-in-law many years later!
He even felt that the decades that passed quietly in the blink of an eye were important to him, to his two sisters, to Gong Yangbo, and to Helian Mingyue.
It's just a joke.
A tragic story that even the best storyteller and sensationalist in the world cannot write.
With both hands firmly grasping the stone railing in front of him, Yu Mingjun looked at the bright moon on the mountain road and said in a daze: "The green grass on the spring waves, the depths of the dawn cold, facing each other bathed in red clothes."
Helian Mingyue, who was on the stone steps, was stunned when he heard this, and then laughed: "Why bother! Why bother! Why do you need it!"
In front of the Lotus Palace, on the stands, countless merchants and monks heard the chants coming from the mountains, and unknowingly fell into the artistic conception of the sound of the piano.
For a time, countless people wet their green shirts with tears. Suddenly, they returned to a certain day in a certain year and a certain month. Those young and frivolous days used to be their youth...
Jade Fairy'er on the mountain looked at Gong Yangbo on the mountain road, looking at the man who she wanted so much back then and wanted to destroy with her own hands!
Looking at this hateful man who killed his sister and brother's children.
Unexpectedly, she shamelessly fell in love with her former sister-in-law Helian Mingyue... She was so angry that she wanted to spurt out a mouthful of blood.
Like his elder brother, he did not speak out to scold Helian Mingyue on the mountain road, or his brother-in-law who had regained his vitality.
She has to wait, wait for this happy couple to come up the mountain!
She also had endless resentment and anger in her heart, but she could endure it. She endured it again and again for countless years, and finally endured it until today.
In her opinion, since you have been invited to my territory, what happens next is out of your hands.
She wants revenge, she wants to use endless blood to wash away the hatred of the past.
Supporting her brother, Yu Xianer left the terrace.
It was almost time, and everyone had arrived, including a young man from the bottom of the mountain, which was an unexpected surprise for her.
And all of these will begin at the next auspicious moment.
She wants to give everyone a big surprise today. She wants to leave this world that disgusts her and find her way to immortality.
Thinking of this, Yu Xian'er couldn't help but said coldly: "Brother, sister-in-law is here with her brother-in-law."
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"[Writing this, it seems that everything before has been explained. I am also very happy. I hope that you, who are smart, will also like it. Thank you.]"
