The crescent moon outside the window is like a hook, and the cold moonlight shines on the earth. The weeping willows beside the river outside the hotel have dancing branches, half of which is reflected in the water, and half of which is reflected on the path on the shore. In the white moonlight, it clings to the earth, like an ink painting.
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Two watchmen walked leisurely on the street, chatting. The moonlight stretched their shadows very long. The watchman walking on the outside was holding a bamboo clapper in his hand, and the watchman walking on the inside was holding a bamboo clapper in his hand.
After crossing the stone bridge, they walked and knocked the gong several times. When they finished knocking, the watchman holding the gong sang: "Bing the gong to announce that you must close the doors and windows."
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As soon as the words were heard, the watchman holding the bamboo clapper sang in harmony: "The sky is dry and things are dry, be careful of candles."
The watchman's voice became more and more distant, but the candlelight in the two rooms on the second floor of the hotel was still not extinguished.
The shadows of the candles shook red, reflecting the warm color of the room. The breeze outside the window blew into the room, and the gauze curtains beside the bed were floating, layer by layer, like ripples in the water. Combined with the warm colors in the room, it was not very beautiful.
Chiyo blew out the candlelight, walked around the gauze curtain and sat cross-legged on the floor, holding the green spirit seal in his hands and sitting quietly. The moonlight shone into the room from the window, and the slight wind blew the gauze curtain, making it a little cold. After a while, a red ray of light came from
Chiyo appeared from his forehead, transformed into a human form and stood beside Chiyo. The figure was as illusory as some slightly wavy water, wrapped in red light. The person in the light looked down at Chiyo on the ground, and raised it with one hand.
She raised the gauze curtain and walked out. The moonlight in front of the window faded, and the illusory figure gradually became real. She turned back and looked in the direction of Xie Liangchen's house, then spun out of the window, bringing with it another period of splendor.
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In the next room, Gu Er and Xie Liangchen still couldn't argue. Xie Liangchen simply couldn't sleep, so he chatted with Gu Er. Xie Liangchen basically didn't understand anything except ancient books, so the conversation between the two became Gu Er1.
A personal one-man show. Gu Er is already a long time old, and he is also a book fairy. Naturally, he knows how to write "ancient secret information" than ordinary immortals.
Gu Er first taught Xie Liangchen a lot about the fairy world. The candlelight flickered and the tears on the candle were dry. Gu Er took a new candle from the wooden box on the left side of the desk and lit it.
Candles that are about to burn out.
Gu Er opened his fan, fanned the elegant Confucian scholar, and asked: "Do you know Shuijun in the Divine Realm? He is the Gonggong clan in Yukunlunxu in the Western Wasteland."
The name sounds familiar. It seems to be Xiang Liu from the back mountain. I must have told him about it many years ago. Xie Liangchen nodded and said, "I know."
Gu Er drank the quilt tea, straightened his long robe and sat on the lamp-hanging chair, lighting the table with his fan tail. He looked like a storyteller and told the story seriously: "The Sui Lord in Yukunlunxu, his name is
Kang Hui. When the six realms were first divided tens of thousands of years ago, Kang Hui chose the path and entered the divine realm. Along with him was a Fire Lord, who is now Zhongli of the Zhu Rong clan in Zhongluopu, Southern Wilderness."
——I think that at that time, the world was at peace, and the human realm, the weakest among the six realms, was protected by the divine realm. After a hundred years, it finally got rid of the desolation and became "thriving and prosperous". And the Water Lord Kanghui had long been with the Fire Lord.
Chong Li had a grudge, and one day Kang Hui took advantage of the opportunity to fight with Chong Li. Water and fire were incompatible, and Chong Li was sincere and worried that it would cause trouble to the human world, but Kang Hui ignored the consequences and diverted the water of the Three Seas to him.
As a result, water from the Three Seas fell into the human world, causing floods. The human world, which had only flourished for a century, was hit hard by this disaster. The king of heaven was furious and demoted Kang Hui to the water king.
Position, garrison weak water.
It wasn't until more than 600 years ago that the Red Flame Golden Elephant Beast caused trouble in the Southern Wilderness. Tianjun resumed his duties as Shui Lord and went to the Southern Wilderness to surrender the Scarlet Flame Golden Elephant Beast. I originally thought that these two old men should have seen through everything.
Well, who knew that as soon as the golden beast was subdued, the two old men started fighting again! This time it was even more powerful than the last time. The Suicune directly touched Buzhou, thinking that the bank of the weak water was Buzhou as the limit, Buzhou Mountain
It is also the pillar supporting the sky that Emperor Wa broke and stood up when the world first opened. Mount Buzhou was knocked down by Kang Hui this time. The weak water lost its resistance and poured into the human world from the remains of Buzhou. You must know how weak the weak water is.
A feather cannot float, and people cannot cross it. The weak water flows into the human world. The once bustling streets have become an "underwater world", and there are corpses everywhere...
This disaster in the human world is really innocent. Houtu, the daughter of Kanghui, sacrificed the two spiritual consciousnesses to the heaven and earth to atone for her father's sins. She recast the weak water and helped the weak water return to the weak river. After this creation, Houtu was in the right position.
, was classified as one of the six emperors, while Kang Hui sealed himself in the weak water and never came out of the world again.
After finishing the story, Gu Er went to the water to moisten his throat again. He turned around and saw that Xie Liangchen's face was covered with tears and his clothes were wet with tears. Gu Er was shocked, pushed Xie Liangchen and asked: "Brother, what's wrong with you?"
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Xie Liangchen raised his head and looked at Gu Er, shook his head and said, "It's nothing."
"What can make you cry like this?" Koji thought to himself. Although this story is very sad, it is entirely because Suicune did it himself!
Xie Liangchen wiped away the tears on his face: "It just feels like deja vu."
"How old are you? I guess your father wasn't even born yet at that time, and you still seem familiar!"
"I don't have a father."
"Okay, okay." Gu Er waved his hand: "I will tell you another story to make you happy. Let me think about it..."
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When the Western Wasteland reaches Jade Kunlunxu, it is a vast expanse of white. The ice and snow here have not melted since the beginning of the world. Chiyo is dressed in red. As for this vast white, it is like dotting a petal of red on the white rice paper.
Plum, a touch of beauty in the cold...
Chiyo's long skirt trailed on the snow, and she raised her hands to cover the sun above her head. There was only one color in the sky and earth, and there were few people there. She could only rely on the light of the sun to tell the direction. Chiyo walked all the way north, and she didn't know how long she walked, and finally
After passing Yukunlunxu, there was a long monument standing in front of her. The crystal clear long monument was engraved with the word "Weak River". Chiyo approached and leaned on the long monument to rest for a short while. She looked at the ripples in front of her.
The windless and wrinkled Ruohe River felt a little troubled in her heart. Suicune had been a self-proclaimed Ruohe River for hundreds of years. Not to mention that she couldn't go into the Ruohe River at all. Even in this boundless Weakui River, what would Suicune do?
I'm afraid even Tianjun doesn't know where she is, so where should she go to find Suicune's traces...
Chiyo had no choice but to break off the icicles on the glazed tiles of the stele pavilion. He opened his sleeves and used the icicles to make a cut on his left arm. The bright red blood dyed the icicles. Chiyo threw the icicles and pinched the spell with his right hand. The blood flowed from the
Chiyo's left arm stretched out and turned into a talisman in the white snow: "Chiyo, the daughter of the upper palace, has no intention of disturbing the purity of the god, but in fact, she has something urgent to ask the god, and I hope the god can give me permission!"