Cao Weiying sat melancholy under a roof somewhere in Tianshang Town.
This young man in Qingshang is probably not very happy.
Perhaps the dean of a certain academy is looking for him in the world, but he doesn't want to see him.
Maybe it's June in the world now - just like what Cao Weiying said to the girl in the town named Muzihua, he doesn't like this season very much.
So even when he was drinking, he looked melancholy and sad.
If it was a bright spring day, this young man would be smiling, sitting on the eaves with his legs crossed, watching the flowers and leaves falling in the sky over the town, watching the people in the town coming and going in the spring breeze, watching the mist of the large lake in the distance gradually disappearing. Scattered - this is a very vital picture.
Muzihua was walking along the street in the town carrying a basket with some plums and some plums in it.
The girl looked around, probably looking for Hotaru Kusanagi's figure.
She had gone to the big lake before, but found that Cao Weiying, who used to drink there, was nowhere to be seen. She didn't know where she had gone, but she would be in the town anyway, so she mentioned it again. Lan Guozi came to the town to look for him.
The old dog was sitting on the street with its tongue hanging on it to enjoy the coolness, and the cat didn't know where it went.
When the girl passed by the eaves at the edge of the town, she finally heard Cao Weiying's melancholy voice.
"Did you grow these plums yourself too?"
Muzihua raised her head and looked at Cao Weiying sitting on the eaves. She thought for a while and said, "No, the plum trees I planted in the spring have not grown yet. When I went to see them before, they were still there." There are little white flowers blooming there, and it will probably be much later.”
Cao Weiying said thoughtfully: "Then it seems that these are the ones I planted."
Muzihua nodded.
This small-town girl stood under the eaves with a basket of fruits. She looked up at Cao Weiying and hesitated for a moment, then said, "You don't seem very happy. Is it because spring has passed?"
Cao Weiying nodded sincerely and said, "Yes, I think this is a pity."
Although this young man in Qingshang once sincerely taught this small town girl, asking her to learn to see every scenery in the world.
Just saying that, he probably still doesn't like this season.
Although there are many fruits to eat.
But still don't like it.
If you don't like it, you don't like it.
Muzihua sat down under the eaves. After all, she was not that young boy and could go wherever she wanted.
Some of the eaves were too high for her to climb up, so she had to sit underneath.
Cao Weiying was drinking wine above melancholy.
Muzihua then took the fruits and ate them.
If Cao Weiying wanted to eat, he would definitely jump down. Since he didn't jump down, he probably wasn't in the mood to eat.
This young girl who had just met the world ate plums for a long time, until her teeth were a little sore, she wrinkled her nose and put down the plum in her hand.
Cao Weiying looked at Muzihua's appearance and laughed softly and said, "No matter how sweet a fruit like this is, your teeth will be sore if you eat too much of it."
Muzihua thought for a while and said, "But it was sour from the beginning."
Cao Weiying said with some shame: "Maybe it's because I didn't care about them after planting them, but it shouldn't be that sour."
Muzihua threw the plum she was holding to the grass on the eaves.
The young man in Qingshang took the plum and was stunned for a moment, then he said with a soft smile: "I don't have Qiongjiu to repay you."
Muzihua looked at Cao Weiying in confusion, not knowing what this sentence meant.
Cao Weiying didn't say anything else. She picked up the plum and put it into her mouth, and then she took a deep breath.
When Muzihua saw this scene, she covered her mouth and snickered.
That plum tree was on the roadside outside the town, and it had big and beautiful branches. When Muzihua passed by, she swallowed her saliva. After she picked one and tasted it, she also understood something. Reason - If something looks good but no one cares about it, then it probably just looks good.
Cao Weiying took out the plum from her mouth with an embarrassed look on her face and looked at it melancholy for a long time.
Such big and beautiful plums taste extremely sour.
Just the thought of losing it makes me feel a little distressed.
After thinking for a long time, Cao Weiying stuffed it into her wine gourd.
Mu Zihua was very surprised when she saw this scene. It was probably very puzzling that such a big thing could be stuffed into this small opening.
However, she has gradually begun to realize that people are not the same.
This boy doesn't seem to be much different from the boys in the town - Muzihua remembers that she seemed to have seen many grasses as fireflies, liquor sellers and tofu sellers, but since she passed that one Years later, those grass fireflies have disappeared, and each has its own appearance.
But Muzihua knew that he was magical.
Muzihua lowered her head and did not look at the young man waving green gourds there. She didn't know what she was thinking. After a long time, she suddenly raised her head, looked at Cao Weiying and said seriously: " If you don’t like something, why leave it in the world?”
Cao Weiying had not recovered from the sour feeling, and said with a sad face: "It's just that I don't like it. If it's just because I don't like it, it's wrong to destroy it. Maybe it's just because I don't like it." Is it the most reasonable and correct thing in the world?"
Muzihua nodded as if she understood. After a while, she seemed to suddenly think of something. She looked at Cao Weiying with bright eyes and said, "Then can we do this - put spring in one place and put summer in one place?" In a place, those who like spring go to spring, and those who like summer go to summer..."
Cao Weiying raised her eyebrows and looked at the girl under the eaves, then smiled softly and said, "Of course. But what are you going to do? What will happen to the world? Plum blossoms bloom in late spring and early summer, and they are not suitable enough. Without the climate and sunshine, it can only be sour. So when it falls, it looks like we are crying and the tears are falling like rain."
The girl did not seem to have thought about such a problem. She lowered her head with some melancholy and looked at the plum trees in the basket. Because of the past years, the world always looks like spring, the plum tree usually has very sour teeth. Those fruits.
"Of course, if that can be done, that would be really good."
Cao Weiying comforts such a small town girl.
"Imagination is indeed a great thing. When people see fire, they should not just think about it, but also think about how to use those things."
This young man in Qingshang sat on the eaves and looked up at the world where the fog was still far away. He said softly: "As people move forward, the years are meaningful and history is worth remembering."
Muzihua looked up at the boy. She didn't know why, but she always felt that there seemed to be some sadness and sadness in the boy's clear eyes.
"you......"
Muzihua said hesitantly.
"Are you leaving town?"
Cao Weiying sat there quietly, holding a green gourd and drinking heavily. The plum that was originally intended to be soaked in the wine was poured out again.
The young man doesn't think the plums are sour, nor does he think the wine is not well brewed.
"Probably so."
Muzihua suddenly fell silent, holding the basket with both hands, sitting there at a loss.
Cao Weiying drank wine for a long time, then jumped down from the eaves, picked several fruits from the basket in Muzihua's hand, ate them in his hand, walked outside along the streets of the town, and then in At the gate of the town, the old dog stopped where he was lying, overlooking the large lake on the other side of the sea of flowers and the mist on some mountain cliffs.
Cao Weiying once said to a young man under an umbrella that there is still a mountain on the other side of the mountain, and there is still a lake on the other side of the lake.
This is of course true.
While Cao Weiying was eating those plums, she looked back at Muzihua and said with a soft smile: "Do you want to go outside the town and take a look?"
Muzihua stood up with the basket in hand, looked at the young man in Qingshang not far away for a long time, and then nodded seriously.
Cao Weiying must have more things he wants to tell her.
Muzihua thought sadly.
The two of them walked slowly along the path of the sea of flowers. The boy in Qingshang was holding a green gourd and nibbling the plums in his hand, while the girl was carrying a basket filled with fruits.
The old dog stood up at some point, shook the fallen leaves on its body, waggled its tail, and followed the two of them.
The two of them and the dog walked through the sea of flowers, across the lake, and then over the misty mountains in the sunshine of June, until they stopped on a mountain cliff.
The wind came, blowing the leaves everywhere in the world, and flew past Muzihua's eyes, and then fell to the vast and distant land.
Muzihua gradually opened her mouth.
She thought that the human world meant a town with a radius of several miles.
Until Cao Weiying took her to such a cliff.
This was the first time she had seen such a scene. Standing under a cliff and looking down, the mountains in the world were undulating, and there was a touch of snow on the distant mountains. The cliffs in the gaped valley are slowly closing, becoming a vast plain. Thousands of great lakes gathered together and lay together on those lands. There are many towns with smoke curling up, gathered next to the places with flowing water. There was a shepherd boy riding a black cow upside down. The cow was stretching its neck and sipping water by the stream at the foot of the mountain.
The girl looked at the world in shock.
Just like a frog that lives at the bottom of a well all day long, it accidentally jumps out, only to find that the moonlight shines like silver frost all over the world.
So small, so vast.
Cao Weiying smiled slightly and said: "The clouds and mists disperse, the mountains and cliffs merge, and the great lakes converge, this is the real world."
Once upon a time, this place was naturally filled with endless mountains, endless towns, and lazy young men in green clothes drinking wine.
Until they are no longer separated from each other.
Muzihua was speechless for a long time and just held the basket in her hand tightly.
The girl in this town looked back at the clouds and mist that came over the cliff - those things were slowly dispersing.
"But I don't know what kind of situation this world will lead to in the future..."
Cao Weiying raised the wine gourd in her hand, took a sip of wine, looked at the unseen girl beside her who couldn't calm down, and smiled slightly.
In front of the vast human world, in front of Cao Weiying's gentle and charming smile, this girl is indeed like a small, weak and trembling plum flower accidentally blown by the wind.
"I leave it to you, Miss Li Hua."
...
Yao Ji stood quietly by the Jingsi Lake. The scholar from Xuanxuyuan who first saw all the avenues and then started to embark on the path of spiritual practice sat silently aside.
"The dean has left Nanyi City for a long time."
The scholar lowered his head and looked at the flat water of the lake, but he probably couldn't calm down in his heart. After all, the rebellious scholar who left Nanyi City without knowing his whereabouts after talking to the goddess was his teacher.
I love my teacher more than I love the truth, which is of course very commendable.
But respecting teachers and teaching is also the foundation of inheritance in the human world.
"Where did he go, Lady Goddess?"
Yunhu turned his head to look at Yao Ji and asked seriously.
Probably the only thing that seems unreasonable about this ancient Chu goddess who holds an umbrella and is overflowing with divine power is the floral socks and small shoes on her feet.
It's just that Yao Ji didn't look at those things, nor did she answer Yun Hu's unknown questions. She just looked quietly at the divine power under her umbrella that was faintly cut off by some inexplicable things.
After a long time, the ancient god who had resurrected from the swamp finally raised his head and looked at the sky in the human world quietly.
There is certainly nothing unusual about the June sky.
However, the scholar who originally planned to continue questioning suddenly noticed something and raised his head in surprise.
The scholar who has stayed in Nanyi City for more than a year can now clearly realize that it is a kind of diffuse sword intention that spreads equally to the world like the moonlight.
Yunhu didn't know what happened, his expression became serious, and he looked at Yao Ji who looked calm but had divine power rippling around her.
"What's this?"
Yao Ji looked at it for a long time before finally lowering her head and saying in a gentle tone: "Suppose you were a mayfly living in a big lake. One day, she suddenly found that the trees by the lake began to be blown by the wind, as if the world was falling. It looked like it was shaking, so you asked a passing green butterfly, you said - what is this?"
Yao Ji sighed and said: "I don't know Yun Hu, how can a butterfly explain the wind in the world to a short-lived mayfly?"
Yun Huzhi raised his head and looked at the distant sky.
The scholar finally remembered something. In the spring of the year 1003, a young man in green clothes once fished here and washed his feet.
After a long time, the scholar recalled the stories of that boy, lowered his head, looked at Yao Ji aside, and said softly: "I don't know if Yun Hu is naturally a mayfly, but how can the goddess be a green butterfly? You should be the one watching the wind by the lake.”
Yao Ji smiled slightly and said: "I am a person who watches the wind, but if you think about it again, if it is not a lake, it is not the wind, but someone's eyelids are fluttering and their eyelashes are swaying. Wake up from sleep and take a look. world......"
Yunhu fell silent.
"Today Fangxin..." the ancient Chu goddess said softly, "The avenue is very big and the sword cliff is very high. Qinglian... Qinglian..."
The ancient ones cannot be seen, and the modern ones cannot be traced.
The Mojian Cliff of thousands of years ago is indeed not the same cliff as the Mojian Cliff of today.
It's just that even though such a goddess sighed with admiration at the gradual recovery of a certain person who was rubbing Suyue, there was still no trace of panic in her expression.
The Wuguishen Sect not only covered Huangliang back then.
In more ancient times, humans once worshiped gods and ghosts together, until such a northern temple appeared.
Therefore, the Taiyi Spring Festival is called Yuanxi Festival in Nanyi City.
Everyone in the world is what they see, but Yao Ji is naturally not the same.
Since her resurrection in the Great Swamp, the ancient goddess's divine power has naturally been restored through the power of the Styx.
Why is it that the person who is the righteous god in the world is not sitting with the moon in his arms?
Yao Ji stood quietly by the lake and finally answered the scholar's question.
"The Prime Minister is trying to find such a young man in the world and persuade him with reason."
Yunhu had been well-received since he was a child. Although he was often self-effacing, he still had a lot of pride in his heart.
At this time, faced with the theory of the great lake and the ephemera in the world, naturally I could not let go of it for a long time.
After a long time, the scholar from Xuexuyuan said softly: "What if Master Qing can't convince such a person?"
Yao Ji said calmly: "Then it is the heavenly being meeting the heavenly being."
Yunhu fell silent.
...
The yellow beam soldiers have retreated.
Nowadays, in Nanyi City, only the southern rebels and some people from Xuansheyuan are left. Even these people are not many. After all, more people are currently on the Lingnan side.
The departure of Wu Jia, who was bathed in divine power, naturally made the war in Shanyue in Lingnan tense. However, with the arrival of many practitioners from the Xuanxu Academy in the south, the Huai'an troops were still restrained to the north of Lingnan, and even faintly It has the tendency to continue to advance northward.
After all, it is naturally unbalanced for so many high-level people from Xuanxuyuan to participate in such a war that belongs to the human world.
Naturally, Xuanxuyuan not only has teachers, but also many students who are walking in the human world. In addition, Huangliang Xuanxuyuan has many practitioners of witches and ghosts, so it is naturally an extremely difficult existence on the battlefield.
Therefore, this ancient southern city continues to be peaceful.
A certain young man who was supposed to leave with Huang Liangzhijia, but for some unknown reason, still stayed in this city.
Zhao Gaoxing sat under the tomb mountain and looked at the mountain in the city covered with blue stone tablets in silence for a long time.
Maybe it’s also a heavy mountain.
The young man who once dreamed of becoming the general of Zhenbei, finally understood the heavy meaning of many things after experiencing many frightening and bloody stories.
He seemed to finally understand why such a young man from the Sword Sect suddenly drew his sword and used the Sword Sect's sword intent to cut off the stone monument on the tomb mountain, causing the army that besieged Shanyue to almost overturn outside the city in the mountain.
If it is not for the peace of the world, then war is meaningless.
These wars in the South.
The young man raised his head and looked at the dusk quietly, thinking sincerely.
It is indeed wrong and should not be done.
Hu Lu sent his sword to cut the monument, and then left such an ancient city without knowing where to go.
But Zhao Gaoxing stayed here.
I look at those tombstones from thousands of years ago all day long.
It was as if he was atoning for all his past desires.
