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Chapter 212 Memory

The woman in front of me said something strange.

"What do you mean by this? You are not a mermaid, right?"

"I have never said that I am a mermaid. I am Qing'er. I jumped into the river for you. I want you to take a good look at who I am."

Xiaobai's mind is already groggy here. It seems that he has come to a Taoist temple, which is very similar to his Qingyun Temple. However, the people coming and going are different. He doesn't know anyone. The Taoist uniforms they dress are also his.

I have never seen it before. Where have I come?

Looking around, the unfamiliar but familiar feeling of the people coming and going appeared in my heart. "Elder brother." A little Taoist priest who looked about ten years old greeted him.

"Hey, are you calling me again?"

"It's really interesting what you said, Senior Brother. Who else is Senior Brother besides you?"

"Then who are you?"

"I'm Dancheng. Senior brother, what's wrong with you today? You're just talking nonsense." The little Taoist shook his head and left.

Xiaobai shook his head vigorously, feeling as if he was dreaming. When did he become a senior brother? No, I have to ask clearly, Feibai thought, and quickly ran to the little Taoist priest who was sweeping the floor.

"Dancheng, right? You said I am senior brother, so you should know my name, right?"

"That's for sure. Senior brother's name is Changbai, Ye Changbai." Ye Changbai, I am Ye Changbai. This name is my name.

"Elder brother, why are you so confused? How come you have changed since you went down the mountain? You have just come back. Go and see the master quickly. I have been busy in the past few days before you came back, and I haven't had time to see the master yet."

Master? Isn’t my master Qingyunzi? What kind of Taoist temple is this? Why am I here? Who am I? How did I become Ye Changbai? Looking at the huge Taoist temple, she ran outside the Taoist temple and saw the plaque of the Taoist temple.

Three big characters were written clearly: Xuan Qing Guan.

The appearance of these three words brought a huge impact to my memory, and all the memories came to me like a tide: I am Ye Changbai, my master’s name is Xuan Qingzi, I am the senior disciple of this Taoist temple, and I manage

I have a cold nature and a very high level of understanding. I lost my mother and my father when I was young, so I was taken in by my master Xuan Qingzi. Just before my master retreated, he asked me to go down the mountain to travel, saying that I was destined to have a calamity.

There will be great enlightenment.

But nothing special seemed to happen during my trip. It was just that there was a woman who was an interlude in my trip down the mountain. After going down the mountain, it was already night, and the streets were full of girls out for fun. It was so lively, and I was very happy.

Don't go down the mountain. It's so lively tonight, I really don't know what kind of festival is happening today.

I asked an uncle who was selling candied haws next to me, "Uncle, what day is it today to be so busy?"

"Today is July 7th. How come you don't even know about July 7th?"

; It turned out to be the Qiao Qiao Festival, no wonder so many young ladies came out. Just as I was sighing, a soft and crunchy voice sounded around me: Uncle, bring me a bunch of candied haws. When I turned around, I saw a girl wearing pink robes standing next to me.

She wears a gauze skirt, a scarlet brocade border, and her waist-length hair is styled in a high bun. She looks weird and cute.

Changbai, who has been practicing in Taoist temples in the mountains all year round, has never seen such a lovely woman. He was a little fascinated by the look and forgot about etiquette. The girl on the side also noticed the gaze of the man next to him, and the maid beside him said "Look"

What are you looking at? My lady is just something you look at casually with your stupid head.

Changbai quickly apologized and bowed his head in greeting, but when he raised his head, the woman had already walked far away. Changbai just strolled around the street casually, looking at the lively scene on the street. There was a group of people watching in front of him, and bursts of noise came from time to time.

Cheering, I don’t know what I’m doing.

Walking forward, it turned out to be a juggling show. I remember the last time I saw a juggling act was when I was a child and followed the master down the mountain to perform rituals. I never saw it again. It was so interesting to have so many people together. Changbai watched the juggling with interest, but was

A person squeezed himself in, but when he turned around, there was no one behind him. When he lowered his head, he realized that it was that lovely woman. The two happened to meet their eyes and smiled at each other as a greeting.

Early in the morning, the junior brother also came down the mountain to look for him. It turned out that the master told Zhang Yuanwai, who had a relationship with the Taoist temple, that his daughter was going to hold a wedding ceremony on the Chinese Valentine's Day this year, so he asked the senior brother to send her a gift that the master would personally consecrate.

Congratulations on behalf of the master.

So Changbai and his junior brother went to Zhang Yuanwai's house, knocked on the door and told the housekeeper that he was the eldest disciple of Xuan Qingguan and came to see Zhang Yuanwai. After a while, Zhang Yuanwai welcomed him in. Changbai knew that Zhang Yuanwai's family was friends with Xuan Qingguan.

I kept in touch with the master all year round and would always offer incense money, and Zhang Yuanwai was a great benefactor in these eight villages. As soon as he entered, Zhang Yuanwai enthusiastically asked the maid to bring tea and water.

Changbai explained his purpose of coming, and Zhang Yuanwai was very happy. He said that it was an honor for the disciple of Xuan Qingguan to come in person for his daughter’s ceremony, and he insisted on staying until the ceremony was completed before leaving. Changbai refused, but Zhang Yuanwai’s kindness was difficult to refuse.

He had no choice but to agree to stay. Zhang Yuanwai asked the housekeeper to arrange for him to stay in the guest room.

Changbai was bored in the room alone at night, so he went out for a walk. As he walked, he came to the garden and saw the moon in the sky was very bright. The stars in the sky were twinkling. Changbai sat in the pavilion and admired the moon.

.I heard a thin voice humming. If I looked carefully, I saw that there was a girl playing on the swing.

Changbai felt that he wanted to avoid suspicion, so he planned to go back to his room, but when he was about to leave, he heard someone calling him. "Hey, who are you? Why are you in my garden?"

"I am a Taoist priest from Xuanqing Temple."

"Oh, you are that little Taoist priest."

The girl approached her and realized that it was the girl from last night. She also recognized Changbai. "It's you. What a coincidence. This is the third time we've met."

"Yeah, I didn't expect Zhang Yuanwai to be your father."

"Well, my name is Qing'er."

"My name is Ye Changbai."

After saying that, the two of them were speechless, and the atmosphere was a bit awkward. Changbai had never been in such close contact with a girl. His heartbeat was pounding and he was planning to go back. Who knew that the girl actually said that he wanted to enjoy the moon with him? So he had to stay.

here.

The wedding ceremony was held the next day, but the ceremony would last for several days before it was over. In the past few days, she would sit in the garden every night. The young lady from this family seemed to have made an agreement with herself, and she would go there and hang out every night.

Swing. In the end, the two of them will enjoy the moon together. It seems to be a fixed process.

The night before the ceremony ended, it was cloudy and it looked like it was going to rain, but Changbai went to the garden anyway. He didn't know why, because he felt that if he didn't go, he would have wasted something. He just walked to the pavilion and sat down.

It started to rain loudly, and I thought Qing'er might not come. But after a while, Qing'er ran towards me holding an umbrella.

Because it didn't rain particularly hard, Qing'er, who was holding an umbrella, was almost wet.

"It's raining, why did you come here?"

"I-it wasn't raining when I came here!"

"That's right, you're so wet."

"Are you going back tomorrow?"

"Um."

"Why? Isn't it good to stay?"

"Your ceremony is over, it's time for me to leave."

"I can tell dad to let you stay at my house."

"No need, there's no use for me staying here."

"Don't you want to stay with me for a little longer? It would be nice for us to look at the moon and stars in this garden every day, right?"

"Um."

"You know, you can't tell that I like you." The woman said angrily and ran into the rain without even taking an umbrella. The next day was the last day of the ceremony, and Qing'er didn't show up either. I'm sure.

It was because I was caught in the heavy rain yesterday and caught the wind and cold. I seemed to have a distressed feeling in my heart.

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Until the end of the ceremony in the evening, all the guests had left. Changbai packed his luggage and planned to leave early tomorrow morning. In the evening, he went to the garden. This time, Qing'er never appeared, so Changbai had been wearing it since he was a child.

She took off a jade pendant and placed it on the swing where she had been sitting.


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