No matter how reluctant you are to say goodbye, the time to say goodbye will eventually come. Bright red illusory flowers bloomed beside the desolate ancient road. They were Manzhu Shahua that bloomed on the banks of the Wangchuan River. They led people to death and bid farewell to their souls.
Yun Xiu handed the dark lantern in his hand to Qin Xiangge's hand. On his wrist, a bracelet made of Yun Xiu's hair was firmly tied on it. It was a token of their encounter in the next life.
The surrounding sky was shrouded in darkness, and the stone bridge that carried people through reincarnation was built over the River of Forgetfulness. Qin held a lantern to the singer, and the pale candlelight illuminated the night around him. This time, he was no longer confused.
"Brother Qin, see you in the next life!"
Yun Xiu cried loudly behind her. This would be the last words she would say to Qin Xiangge in this life. Qin Xiangge paused for a step on the bridge, then took another step forward without looking back.
The road of reincarnation leads to the unknown afterlife. Once he steps on the stone bridge, he is completely separated from the past. No matter what call he hears, he cannot look back, otherwise the road of reincarnation will collapse and he will become a lonely ghost.
Even though there was a lot of grief in his heart, he could not shed a single tear. His back gradually disappeared along the road of reincarnation, leaving only his last words, which traveled to Yun Xiu's ears on the wind.
"See you in the next life."
The three people from Qingya who witnessed this parting were also silent at this moment. Hua Qing'er held Qingya's right hand tightly. She didn't dare to imagine what would happen if Yunxiu was replaced by herself.
Qiu Chiyu was frowning, and chaotic thoughts were swirling in her mind. It could be seen that she had tried her best to understand such feelings, but there was still no wave in her heart.
For every separation in the world, someone is looking forward to the next reunion. From the moment we leave, the expectation of reunion replaces the sadness of separation day by day.
A few days later, the bright moon in the sky became its most abundant appearance, and the Mid-Autumn Festival was here. Before I knew it, a whole season had passed since I came down the mountain from Qingya.
The Mid-Autumn Festival in the human world is a day for family reunion. Even the wanderers living in other places will look at the moon and feel homesick while drinking a glass of wine.
Counting it carefully, I haven't seen my master for one hundred and twenty-one days, and I don't know what she is doing now. Whether she is thinking about this disciple who has been down the mountain for one hundred and twenty-one days like me. Woolen cloth.
And that woman with the temptation of death, as enchanting as the flower of the other side, I once said that I hope to spend every holiday with her, where is she tonight?
The osmanthus wine in the cup was bottomed out and refilled several times. Sweet wine like this is very popular among women. Hua Qing'er clicked her tongue and her face turned red. She didn't know whether it was because of the stamina of the osmanthus wine or because of it. Qiu Chiyu made her blush.
Yunxiu seemed to be gradually getting over the pain of separation. She still had hope for the future and didn't have to dwell on the past.
In front of the lower steps of the court. As they drank wine, Qingya's vision was a little blurry as he was a little drunk. In a daze, his eyes traveled across thousands of mountains and rivers, across heavy clouds and mists, and returned to the Shaking Light Peak that he had longed for.
Thousands of bamboos sweep the sky as green as rain, and one peak is as white as frost under the moonlight. Above the clouds and mist, the sky is exceptionally transparent, with a blue color, covering the empty night.
Below, the bright moon rises from the sea of rolling clouds. Even people who are far apart are bathed in the same moonlight.
The evening wind in the mountains whistled past, causing waves to rise in the sea of bamboo. The crimson elves on the peach branches, the ancient bamboo spirits in the bamboo forest, and countless flowers, plants and trees all stopped to look sideways. Under the clear light of the bright moon, there was a person, Dance with the sword.
She seemed to be drunk, lying down and singing to the sky. The cold moonlight fell under her body. As she jumped up, the moonlight turned into a thin sword, rising into the sky with her dance steps.
It seems like stepping on an ever-rising cloud ladder, or like a cloud palace stopping to look back at the world. In the moment of looking back, the endless empty moon is suddenly misty and misty, and the rain in Xiaoxiang is like the tears of a Yue girl, while she dances in the wind, pitying the world.
As the moonlight flowed back gracefully, the sword tassel hanging down from the moonlight also wrapped around her arm infatuatedly. The sword moved with her heart. In the constant rotation, the clothes floated up and petals bloomed around her. Who said there are no gods in the world? Moon Palace Fairies dance under the moon.
Suddenly the blade of the sword went straight down, and she looked sideways with her downcast face. The long sword stirred up a ray of moonlight and poured it towards the night sky. The numerous sword flowers intertwined with her dance steps to form a piece of brocade in the dark night. The moonlight in her hand There was a sound of Kunshan jade breaking.
When the wind stopped and the rain stopped, she stopped and looked up at the bright moon above her head. Her long jade fingers gently touched the sword in her hand, and the sword turned into a ray of moonlight again and flowed back to the sky.
"Master...Master..."
As if she heard someone calling her thousands of miles away, Liu Bailu looked back and saw a longing figure behind her, but the young man was nowhere to be seen.
Suddenly I remembered that tonight is the Mid-Autumn Festival. According to human customs, it is a day to get together.
Liu Bailu walked back to the bamboo house and placed two wine glasses in front of the table. After filling them, she gently picked up the wine glass in front of her and touched it lightly into the void.
With a bang, the wine glass in Qingya's hand made a clear sound as if it had touched someone's glass. He looked around and saw that the three people around him were playing and laughing in laughter, but no one was there. Clink glasses with yourself.
So, Qingya raised his wine glass high and looked at the bright moon, and also touched it lightly towards the void.
"Master, happy Mid-Autumn Festival."
The atmosphere of family reunion covers the entire Chang'an. Some people say that this is the most stable city in the world. Now it seems that this is indeed the case, at least for ordinary people.
But for monks, where in this world can be called stable?
When people were still immersed in the moonlight of the Mid-Autumn Festival, large swaths of dark clouds came from nowhere in the originally clear night sky. They soon blocked the bright moon, and the originally blue night sky was instantly filled with ink. .
But the vast majority of people in this city of Chang'an failed to see the strange things happening in the sky. They still drank and composed poems under the moonlight, meditating on the annual moonlight.
"Have you seen that dark cloud in the sky?"
Sensing the sudden change, the tipsy Qingya suddenly woke up.
"Qingya, look, there seems to be something hidden in the clouds."
Hua Qing'er looked far into the distance and saw only the figure of a giant beast walking through the clouds. "
"That is Qiongqi, a descendant of Shaohao, the legendary Western Emperor of Heaven. He broke faith and loyalty, worshiped evil words, and preferred to harm mortals. Later, he was exiled to the Land of Four Descendants by Shun, and rarely appeared in the human world. Why does this ancient murderer appear in Chang'an City tonight?"
Qiu Chiyu's eyes can clearly see all the obstacles in the world, and she reveals the true identity of the thing in the clouds.
Why is it another ancient ferocious beast? This seems to be the second ferocious beast Qingya has encountered since he came to Chang'an.
