Entertainment of Spring and Autumn

Chapter 36 As you wish, don’t think about it, forget each other

Passionate since ancient times hurt parting.

For a world where transportation and communication belong to ancient civilizations, separation has always been the most sad thing. When ordinary people say goodbye, they may never see each other forever, so there is a saying that family letters are worth ten thousand gold, and countless poems that have been passed down through the ages are also out of the sadness of seeing off.

Although there are people in this world who can fly, Xue Mu now knows that not many people can fly, and even the small number of people who can fly will take a lot of wear and tear, and it won't last long. So when they first met, they came in a carriage.

Generally speaking, this is still an ancient mode of transportation. It is definitely not a lie to say that Yue Xiaochan only met after two or three years.

In this world, there is also a short pavilion for five miles, and a long pavilion for ten miles. People see off one booth after another, just saying goodbye. When they entered the city, they entered through the north gate, but this time they exited through the south gate. Five miles away from the south gate is the river, and there is a pavilion by the river.

Xue Mu still didn't let go of his hand, and led Yue Xiaochan to walk slowly. Both of them walked very, very slowly, and the five-mile short pavilion felt like being walked out of the long pavilion.

Neither of them spoke, and Xue Mu's heart was filled with countless poems of love, turning over and over again and making a mess, but at this moment, he hated his lack of learning and was unable to write it down.

Until seeing the murmur of the river, Yue Xiaochan smiled slightly: "The south gate is not good."

Of course, the south gate is not good, the distance is too short, just five miles away. If it was the North Gate, maybe it could be sent all the way back to Lingzhou...

By the side of the pavilion, there are thousands of willows and willows. Leaning against the willow tree, Yue Xiaochan fiddled with the branches with her slender hands, and looked at him seriously with beautiful eyes: "Have you figured out the story yet?"

Xue Mu nodded: "Okay."

Yue Xiaochan smiled happily, turned her slender hand, and somehow conjured a pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and threw it casually. The paper and pen were spread on the stone table in the pavilion, and the ink stick was accurately smashed into the inkstone, and then instantly melted into juice.

"It's not that I don't want to grind ink for you slowly like Meng Lan, and add fragrance to your red sleeves." Yue Xiaochan slowly took off Yu Xiao, and whispered: "I have something else for you, let's start together."

Xue Mu nodded and stepped forward to write.

At this moment, his mind is extremely confused, and he really can't play original games anymore, but there is a story that half meets Yue Xiaochan's requirements, and it can be used after a remake.

The story is about a Mr. Xue who came from a foreign country and lived in the home of a landlady, but he fell in love with the widowed landlady's thirteen-year-old daughter, Chan'er. It's a pity that Chan'er is too young to be tolerated. In order to get close to the girl, Mr. Xue married the landlady as his wife.

That's right, adapted from the famous "Lolita", now it should be called "Luo Xiaochan".

Yue Xiaochan looked at it with her head tilted, and laughed out a "ha": "If Master sees this story, you will never get her in this life."

Xue Mu sighed and said, "Customized text..."

Yue Xiaochan nodded: "That's right, it's fake, but I just want to see it."

This story is very long, and Xue Mu wrote it very slowly. Yue Xiaochan didn't continue to read, and leaned against the willow tree, picked up Yuxiao and brought it to her lips.

A wisp of faint Xiao sound lingered around the riverside, the river was rushing, and the sound was so loud, but it could not cover up this Xiao sound, swaying and echoing clearly, the sound of the river water seemed to be accompanying her, like a symphony hall.

Xue Mu had never heard Xiao Sheng's tune before, but he could guarantee that it was the best Xiao Sheng he had ever heard in his life. It was like weeping, complaining, resentment, and a ray of deep thoughts lingered in his ears. , into the bottom of his heart. A feeling of melancholy grows silently in my heart, just like the Kui Ye at that time entered my heart, sad and helpless, desolate and melodious.

There is no invasion of charming skills, it is purely melodious and arouses sorrow, which cannot be resisted by any props or skills.

"You have to listen to this, this girl is the first-class master in the world, and she is so stupid to come to listen to the virtuoso singing." At that time, Yue Xiaochan's teasing was still in his ears, and Xue Mu felt that he was really My mind is full of grass, I only look at her looks, I only see her charming and her seductiveness, but I never pay attention to what else, what else I love, what I hate.

Then cut the distance resolutely, she wanted to leave, and he also wanted her to leave.

Looking at the false stories I wrote, plagiarized products, custom-made products, insincere and ugly. Xue Mu finally couldn't write any more, threw his pen in a fit of anger, and broke it in two.

Yue Xiaochan turned her head to look at him throwing pens angrily, she seemed a little surprised, but soon smiled.

Yu Xiao lightly tapped her crimson lips, brushed her slender fingers over the hole, the sound of the flute remained the same, fluttering leisurely, and then became louder and louder, and soon the mountains reverberated, lasting for a long time, and the endless melancholy elicited the same voice from heaven and earth, The sound of the torrent of the river is buried.

In the sky full of Xiaoyin, Yue Xiaochan turned into a phantom, passed in front of Xue Mu, pocketed half of "Luo Xiaochan", turned around and floated into the river. Stepping on the waves barefoot, traveling all the way, the river wind sent her singing:

"Lock the same heart, and you can have a spring dream on credit. A pair of willows, and you can give it to the short pavilion."

"Since then, the moonlight and the scenery have been different. As you wish, don't think about it, and forget each other."

There are no gorgeous lyrics, no pretentiousness, and the plain singing voice is full of melancholy. Xue Mu looked far away, and that slender shadow went away on the waves, and soon disappeared, and he could no longer see the slightest trace. Only the river was long and speechless. East flow.

He unconsciously clutched his chest, feeling as if something was about to burst, and his breathing began to be difficult.

With the fragrant wind blowing, a jade finger was pointed at his forehead, Xue Mu took a deep breath, the feeling of boredom gradually disappeared, and his breathing gradually returned to normal. He was leaning against the railing, panting violently, sweating profusely as if he had just been fished out of the water.

Xue Qingqiu stood beside him quietly, looking seriously into his eyes: "Chan'er didn't perform any spells, but she revealed it naturally, and your Qi and blood became disordered. I know you have the ability to destroy delusion and purify one's heart, but she was completely disappointed. False. Since you have love in your heart, how can you resist it?"

Xue Mu gasped: "I..."

Xue Qingqiu stretched out his index finger and put it on his lips: "Come back to practice with me, you are too weak."

...

Mu Jianli walked all the way on the capital avenue.

Her destination was a big mansion. When she walked to the door, the two guards showed obvious admiration on their faces: "It turns out that Miss Mu is here, please come in quickly."

Mu Jianli nodded slightly to the two of them, and walked in slowly.

A lot of people have already come to the courtyard, wearing various costumes of various sects, and there are several stretchers in the center, covered with white cloth.

Someone was shouting: "The demon girl of the Xingyue sect is unscrupulous and openly killed our eighth sect disciples. Even Master Dongfeng died in the shameless sneak attack of the witch. We must settle this account!"

Another person had a strange feeling: "This is the capital, and the laws of the court do not protect the perpetrators, and death will be in vain."

Someone said angrily: "You Qixuan Valley want to stay out of the matter? Don't forget that your Qixuan colorful clothes are also worn by their prostitutes!"

The man replied: "Now the Xingyue Sect doesn't use these clothes anymore, but I heard that the people of the Hehuan Sect are starting to use them. Do you think it's more important to stop the Acacia Sect from evildoing, or go to a bloody battle with Xue Qingqiu?"

Amidst all the noise, Mu Jianli stepped into the courtyard.

With the appearance of Mu Jianli, the noisy environment became much quieter in an instant. Everyone looked at Mu Jianli with complex emotions in their eyes, some were admiring, some were jealous, some were admiring, and so on.

Mu Jianli stood beside the white cloth in silence for a while, then bowed to the senior figures on the main seat: "Jianli has seen Master Mo, Master Yuan Zhong, Master Miao..."

The host was actually Mo Xuexin, the owner of the Seven Profound Valleys from the Eight Great Sects of the Righteous Way, and also a graceful young woman.

The next place is Master Yuan Zhong of Wujiu Temple, one of the eight major sects of Zhengdao, known as "Thousand-handed Manjusri".

Obviously, to compete against Xue Qingqiu, there must be characters of this level. Once they really choose to fight against Xingyuezong, this kind of character confronts, that is the precursor to the start of the battle between righteousness and evil.

Mu Jianli's expression remained unchanged, but the feeling of rubbing shoulders with Yue Xiaochan just now flashed in his heart.

The young master Xingyue is astonishingly talented and transformed into a cloud at thirteen, which should be a major event that shocked the world. The heroes of the righteous way here just don’t know it, and they don’t know how to cultivate themselves.

It is said that Kuiye's skills are unique, although the realm is unknown, it is comparable to a cave. If one day Yue Xiaochan also breaks through the limit of heaven and man, and the Xingyue Sect has three holes, what will happen in the world?

There is no better way to eliminate demons than this.