Reading The Remnants

"Beyond the Northwest Sea, to the north of Chishui, there is Zhangwei Mountain. There is a god, with a human face and a snake body, red, straight eyes and straight eyes, and his gaze is obscurity, and his vision is clear. It is the candle nine yin, it is the candle dragon."

Li Shiyi noticed the difference in Song Shijiu's eye-opening movement. She usually opened her eyes as if pulling a curtain, and pulled the thin cover "Shuh" away. Then her eyes jumped out with a shy smile, Ying Cry, expecting you to see her bluffing. And at this moment, she seemed to push the door with both hands. The eyelashes hanging down were preparations for trimming the cuffs. The eyes that fell on the ground were the cracks of the door she knocked on. Finally, she opened a door, and the eyes were completely and completely facing the one in front of her. people.

Feel free, lazy, and offended when you wake up from a deep sleep.

She quietly swept her eyes from her surroundings one by one, and finally stopped on Li Shiyi.

Weiyu laughed first, she said dumbly: "Eleven."

The lights of Wanjia rekindled when the words of her fell, and the heart of Li Shixi's resuscitation after a sudden stop was the same.

She stood up and hired Tingting's white snake that stood on the tree. The white snake slowly walked towards Li Shiyi, folding her ring finger with the middle finger, and tucked the words on the palm of her hand into the palm lines.

After walking a few steps, she stopped again, and suddenly frowned, her eyes swept across the lantern that Arrow was carrying, and she tilted her head to ask Li Shiyi: "It's not difficult to subdue the guilt, and it is not dangerous, you I knew it early in the morning, didn't you?"

She flashed her eyes, showing a familiar innocence.

Li Shiyi said: "I have checked the classics for a few days and know its habits."

"So," Song Nineteen lowered his head and raised it again, "the lantern pinched in her hand and the gloves you wore for martial arts are not because of it."

Holding the ripples of the lake, she quietly looked at Li Shiyi: "It's because of me."

My name is Zhujiuyin.

——The **** of Zhongshan, regarded as day, gazing at night, blowing for winter, calling for summer, palming spring and autumn, and timing.

Zhongshan is very big, and I'm very big too. I often lie on the undulating mountains in my original form, looking at the world in silence.

The breath I exhale is the clouds of Zhongshan, and the saliva of dreams is the condensed lake. When I close my eyes, Zhongshan falls into darkness, and when I open my eyes, it is another day.

I slept for many years on the hill where all the beasts gathered. Later, I transformed into a human form and descended into the mortal world.

I listened to the storytelling of the Tang and Song dynasties, ate the wine of the Yuan and Ming dynasties, walked through the white bone pits of the five turbulent years, and sat on the highest eaves teeth of the Afang Palace.

I have seen all kinds of people, and have grasped all kinds of desires.

In 1912, I entered Taishan Mansion on the day the Queen Mother Longyu abdicated the edict.

The reason is that I received a letter from the Yushi concubine saying that Zhu Wei was sentenced to reincarnated as a domestic pig by the Taishan Mansion.

Zhu Wei is a well-behaved strange animal with a white head and bare feet, resembling an ape. He has grown up in Zhongshan since he was a child, but he has been slightly skinned so that he can play in the woods on earth.

I lost its trace during Qianlong's reign. According to reports, I was killed by someone and returned to Mount Tai. Because I lived too long and had a lot of troubles, it was only after a careful trial of one or two hundred years before the case was closed.

Taishan Mansion was very deserted, and even the tea shop was open one day and one day, but the streets on both sides of the Bianhe River were repaired according to the appearance of "A Picture of the River on the Qingming Festival". Xiaoer, the red horse and the old scalper looked at each other boredly, and they couldn't steal the least bit of the traffic on Bianliang Avenue in the long robe.

Two words: contrived.

More contrived than this fake market are the people walking on the bridge. She is carrying a glass-covered eternal lamp on the blue sky and the sky, her long skirt is blowing from the stone steps like falling snow, and her black hair combs her homely hair. Updo, a red mole on the neck like a cinnabar.

This is Lingheng.

This is Lingheng, the demon girl who turns around in the sky and the earth.

I sat on the edge of the tea shop, lay back, put my legs on the table with my knees, and shook it crossed. I learned this action from my man, and it should be enough to bluff a ghost.

At that time, I disliked Tanzi’s ugly clothes. I was wearing a crimson man’s dress from the late Tang Dynasty. My hair was half loosely tied. I looked at her with a slightly surprised look and knew that she regarded me as an apprentice. .

In fact, I came to find her for a public case.

Hearing about the truth of the king’s order of the gluttonous Ksitigarbha three hundred years ago, he wanted to find a pet, and he picked it up from heaven and earth, saying only that the candle dragon was acceptable.

Fair, OK.

I suppressed my irritation, I only settled one issue with her, and I argued with her about Zhu Wei's path.

She has an abominable face, and she speaks very beautifully. Have you ever heard the sound of rustling on your heart when the snow melts? That's the kind of sound.

She told me that Zhu Fei is a fierce beast, and he is the master of the army. If you see it, there will be soldiers. If you have a war, you should be reduced to a livestock and let people slaughter the third generation.

I replied that I was born like this, so what a fate, is it a sin to eat and drink, eat chickens and catch rabbits in life?

She said again, Zhu Wei made the emperor live in the heart of war, Emperor Xin Dongzheng, Xuanzong expedition to the west, Mongolia has no degree of expansion, smoke of gunpowder is flying, and the people are not living.

I laughed and asked, how can the emperor's heart condemn foreign objects, if it is Zhu Weiqi's fault, who is the master of keeping it? Who is the Lord of Huairou?

After the reign of Emperor Kangxi, Zhu Feifu Zhuo had no more battles, what is the situation now? Foreign enemies are difficult to control, a hundred years of shame, there are divisions within, and they are torn apart. Whose fault should it be?

She obviously couldn't tell me, she just said lightly, because others have reasons, Zhu Wei may not be faultless, the order has been issued, and there is no need to say more.

When she spoke, she frowned, as if she was very tired, and walked past me.

I reached out to stop her, and then I started with her.

She and I fought from dawn to dusk, and from dusk to dawn. The wandering souls passing by on the ground looked up, and the girl called Yan Futi wanted to mobilize the soul and plan the army, but Ling Heng raised it. The lamp stepped back and said: No need.

No, it must.