Rebirth of the Poisonous Girl

In the early morning of the next day, when Qingyun and his party arrived at the beach, it was already crowded with people. Everyone came dressed up, with pious and solemn expressions on their faces.

After finally finding a relatively front seat, Murong Yanfei sighed: "I thought we came very early, but I didn't expect these people to come earlier than us."

She stayed up all night last night because she was full of curiosity. This morning she urged her mother to come early so she could find a good seat, but it was still too late.

"Today is a special day, so people naturally respect it." Sima Linghao said softly, while carefully protecting his sister who was looking around.

Zike and three purple-clothed guards were guarding the two brothers and sisters, while Han Yelin, Lu Ba, Long Ying and several other purple-clothed guards were guarding Qingyun.

Looking from a distance, the place where the sky and the water meet gradually reveals a fish-white color, and then a crystal-clear and dazzling red sun bursts out. Tens of thousands of rays of rays appear like flowers blooming, and like water waves scattering in all directions, spreading lightly on the boundless sea. The red sun, glow, blue sky and blue sea complement each other, making people feel like they have fallen into a fairyland on earth.

"The auspicious time has arrived..."

As a high-pitched voice sounded, an old man who was over sixty years old, with snow-white hair and beard, but energetic, walked up to the high altar, clasped his hands and muttered something, and everyone knelt down with their heads bowed.

Although Qingyun is the emperor of a country, he still follows the local customs.

Han Yelin didn't believe in ghosts and gods at all, while Murong Yanfei was mostly influenced by Qiao Bingying's atheism. The two brothers and sisters originally didn't want to kneel down, but when they saw their mother, Sima Linghao, Zike and others all falling on the spot, Kneeling, I had no choice but to kneel beside my mother, but one of them looked disapproving, and the other secretly looked around.

For a moment, the entire seaside seemed quiet and solemn, with the only sounds of sea breeze and waves.

"Quick... look... it's a fairy... a fairy..."

I don't know who suddenly shouted in surprise, and everyone looked up after hearing the sound.

Under the red sun and glow, on the vast blue sea, a beautiful girl with a face as white as snow flying in the wind can be vaguely seen riding on the waves. Her face is peaceful and serene, her eyes are as deep as the sea, and her skin is as crystal clear as jade. , so beautiful that people lose their soul.

"The fairy has appeared, the fairy has appeared..."

"Fairies haven't appeared in the past few years, but I didn't expect that they will appear this year. This is a gift from God!"

"This is the first time I have seen a fairy in my life."

"It is said that except for our ancestor, no one has ever seen a fairy. Even the old man has no chance to see a fairy, let alone your kid."

...

The crowd suddenly became excited, but they were worried about disturbing the fairy, so they had to suppress their excitement. They looked at the fairy walking slowly on the waves, and everyone worshiped with ecstatic expressions.

Green Po's face was filled with wonder and excitement: "That fairy is so beautiful!"

"There are no fairies in the world. This must be fake! And they are so far away. How can Aunt Green see her beauty? Looking at the whole world, only my mother is the most beautiful person. She even has her toes. Even worse." Han Yelin curled his lips disdainfully.

Sima Linghao and others nodded in agreement.

Looking at the looming picture, Qingyun looked calm and indifferent, with bottomless eyes: "Hang'er, don't talk nonsense."

"What the second brother said is true. My mother is the most beautiful person in the world." Seeing Qingyun's reproachful look, Murong Yanfei stuck out her pink tongue and said, "Aunt Qiao said that there are no ghosts or gods in the world. Everything is just the effect of human psychology, so this fairy is either man-made or a mirage."

"Miss Third, what is a mirage?" Green Po asked curiously.

"It is due to the reverse and refraction of light that illusory and ethereal natural scenes appear on the sea." Murong Yanfei said sweetly: "Just like what we see now, the sun's rays shine through the clouds, and there are thousands of rays of light. The sunlight shines on the sea surface and merges with the water vapor on the sea surface to form a virtual image."

Lv Po and the others seemed to understand, but Qing Yun and Sima Linghao were thoughtful.

Several people were positioned closer to the front, and their voices were deliberately lowered, so the people around them did not hear their conversation.

At this time, the fairy on the sea had disappeared, and the worship ceremony had ended. The group of people followed the still excited people to the ancestral hall built by the common people for Qingyun.

The Shengsi Hall is located in the east of Donglai County, surrounded by mountains to the north and south, and the sea to the east and west. It is surrounded by towering trees and blooming flowers. It covers an area of ​​about ten acres and is simply beautiful.

Entering the thick and gorgeous towering mountain gate, the corridors on both sides are equipped with various exquisite architectural pavilions such as theater towers, streamer poles, archways, bell and drum towers, Buddhist scriptures pavilions and dressing buildings. Each archway along the way is carved with light clouds or people's sentiments. , or the relief sculptures pointing to the country, or enjoying the people, are exquisite in craftsmanship and lifelike.

Stepping up the hundred-level stone staircase, you will reach the magnificent main hall, with a stone lion gate, soaring eaves, and golden and red glazed folds. There are carved beams and painted pillars in the hall. In the middle, there is a three-meter-high building carved with white marble, wearing a phoenix crown and Xiapei. The statue of Qingyun has kind eyebrows and kind eyes, and a dignified manner.

A steady stream of people came in, kneeling on futons on the ground and worshiping, with respect and piety on their faces.

"This statue is exactly like my mother. No matter the expression, eyes, or temperament, it is lifelike. Even the patterns on the cuffs and hem are carved to perfection. I'm afraid it would be difficult for ordinary people to do it, unless..."

Murong Yanfei was clicking her tongue in amazement, but when she saw her mother taking a few steps forward quickly, she couldn't help but stop talking.

Qingyun looked straight at the statue with an excited expression, her lips moved slightly, and a layer of mist gradually appeared in her dark eyes.

Chen Yu, is that you?

I knew that you would not be willing to leave us, mother and child, alone after all, right?

Seeing that everyone turned to look at Qingyun, Sima Linghao and Han Yelin stepped forward and helped her to the side. Zike apologized to everyone and explained that it was the first time for his master to see the statue of the current emperor, so he was in a bad mood. I was very excited. After hearing this, everyone kindly expressed their understanding and continued to do their own things.

Looking at the lifelike statue, Long Ying was surprised with a hint of sadness hidden in his eyes.

Miss Third is right, only those who are attentive and affectionate to their master can describe or portray his master's charm.

Could it be that Mr. Han Huang is really still alive?

But how is this possible?

You must know that when they saw Han Huangfu passing away in his master's arms, even the old man Tianji who suddenly arrived shook his head and sighed and took Han Huangfu away.

After so many years, everyone thought that Mr. Han was no longer alive. Only his master always believed that Mr. Han was still alive. He claimed that Mr. Han was just seriously ill and was bedridden, and had been waiting for him.

Could it be that the master's true feelings and persistence moved God, and Han Huangfu really came back?

"Grandma, who painted and carved this statue?" Murong Yanfei asked an old man next to him with curiosity.

Looking at Murong Yanfei, whose big eyes were twinkling and her voice was sweet and clear, the old man said lovingly: "This is the portrait of the current emperor painted by Mr. Yun. It was carved by Master Luo, a famous local carver."

"The portrait painted by Mr. Yun?"

"Yes." Without hearing the strangeness in Murong Yanfei's tone, the old man continued: "Master Yun not only painted the portrait, but also spent a large amount of money to build this ancestral hall, and personally supervised the construction. The government and us people only paid for it. For a small amount of money, it took almost a year and a half to build."

"What does Mr. Yun look like?" Murong Yanfei asked again. Qingyun and others also looked directly at the old man.

"Young Master Yun's appearance..." The old man suddenly pointed at a person not far away and said, "Here, that's Mr. Yun! Mr. Yun, someone is looking for you!" The last sentence was addressed to that person.

As the old man finished speaking, the man who originally had his back to everyone slowly turned around.

Looking at that ordinary but still handsome and elegant face, Qingyun's inexplicably excited mood suddenly cooled down, and a hint of bitterness rose at the corner of her lips.

"Why are you here?"

"Xiao Yun!" He strode up to Qing Yun. His eyes were as bright as stars, shining with undisguised joy and affection. His restrained voice was still gentle and intoxicating: "I come here every year during this festival. I thought you would come this year too."

With the fiery eyes and familiar voice, not only Qingyun, but also Zike and others were extremely disappointed: it turned out that Young Master Yun was Chu Yunyi.

After taking a look at the people who were all looking this way, Zike lowered his voice and said, "Master, Mr. Yun, this is not the place to talk."

"Hall Master Yin (the main person in charge of the Sheng Ancestral Hall appointed by the government) left a wing room for me. Xiaoyun should go there to have a rest." Seeing Qingyun nodded, Chu Yunyi immediately guided a few people. Come to his exclusive room.

Holding Chu Yunyi's arm, Murong Yanfei asked coquettishly: "Uncle Chu, Xin'er misses you so much. Why don't you come to the capital to visit Xin'er?"

Uncle Chu was very handsome and very funny. He not only gave her many novel gifts, but also told her stories. She liked Uncle Chu very much. Unfortunately, Uncle Chu was the emperor of Chu and could only come to the capital of Jin every year on her mother's birthday. .

"Uncle also misses our little boy."

Glancing at Qingyun who was quietly drinking tea, Chu Yunyi suppressed the bitterness and loneliness in his heart and whispered to Murong Yanfei: "Uncle, I want to accompany Xiao'er every day, but...just... I have a lot of busy government affairs, so why don't I go to Chu State with my uncle this time? My uncle will accompany me to visit various places in Chu State and eat delicious food from all over the country, okay?"

"Okay, okay!" Murong Yanfei nodded repeatedly.

Han Yelin curled his lips disdainfully: "Foodie!" He stared straight at Chu Yunyi with eyes full of caution and sarcasm.

Don't think that he doesn't know, this man is clearly not interested in drinking. Unfortunately, the mother is his, and this man can't even try to steal it from him!

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