Mingluan always thinks that Peiyu is a fool.
Oh, childish woman, she thought as she stood in a dark corner with folded arms.
In the afterglow of the setting sun, there are tens of thousands of clouds and mountains.
Peiyu sat on the stone steps with her knees hugged, staring straight ahead without blinking.
Mingluan was very idle, wanted to talk to Peiyu, but swallowed the words again, not wanting to scare the fragile and childish fool again.
She stood up and squatted down in that dark corner, a knife appeared in her hand, and she chopped it a few times at random, creating a strong wind.
She is the only one in this thought world, but she is used to being alone.
Peiyu straightened up abruptly.
At the end of the mountain road, a person was walking with the setting sun on his back, dressed in green clothes, with his hands behind his back.
"Master!" Peiyu trotted to meet her.
Huai Bai smiled, stretched out his hand, and took out the candied haws hidden behind him. The bright and shiny candied haws are shining in the setting sun.
"Oh, childish." Ming Luan was very disgusted.
It's a pity that she is not the one who dominates the body, Peiyu's eyes lit up, and she happily took the candied haws, and held Huai Bai with the other hand.
The twilight is falling, the green leaves are rustling, and a few tired birds are returning to their nests.
They walked hand in hand in the sunset and went home together.
Ming Luan pursed her lips, suddenly unable to utter a mocking word.
She closed her eyes, and in the world of her thoughts, the sunset, a lonely mountain, and a smiling woman in Tsing Yi also appeared.
"Come on, hold me." "Huaibo" smiled and stretched out his hand.
Ming Luan hummed: "This is what you asked for first."
She gave the woman her hand.
In the real world, Peiyu tilted her head and secretly looked at Huaibo, and when Huaibo spoke, she turned her head guiltily.
"Do you like it?" Huaibai asked softly.
Peiyu nodded heavily, "I like it!"
She also likes Shizun, she silently added in her heart, candied haws are sweet, and so is Shizun.
A bunch of candied haws appeared in Ming Luan's hand, the red hawthorns were wrapped in a layer of crystal sugar.
She carefully licked her mouth, tasteless, like pale white water.
Ming Luan sighed. After all, it was something imagined. If you haven't tasted it, you can't imagine the taste.
Sweet, what does it taste like
She tilted her head to look at the woman in the emerald feathers and green shirt, and suddenly felt dull. She waved her hand to remove the illusion, and everything in front of her eyes returned to darkness.
No matter how bad she is, she shouldn't comfort herself with fake things.
Fast forward more than a hundred years, there is no cold or heat on Shouxian Peak, the peak is full of spring, and the birds are singing and the flowers are fragrant.
However, heavy snow has fallen in the mountains, and the sky and the earth are wrapped in plain, and it is a vast expanse of whiteness in the past.
Wintersweet covered with snow.
Peiyu is practicing swords under the plum blossoms, her white clothes are covered with snow, her expression is cold, as if she has merged with the ice and snow.
Her facial features gradually bloomed, like a famous flower that has just matured, shining brightly and radiantly.
Occasionally, a few Gushan disciples passed by, and they couldn't help turning their heads when passing by her.
The light of the knife reflects the snowflakes, and the girl holding the knife is white-clothed and black-haired, unparalleled in elegance.
"Unfortunately, like her master, Bai has a good skin, but his aptitude is not so good."
"That's right, the Zongmen General Election hasn't even passed the first round."
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Discussions from fellow students came along with the cold wind.
Ming Luan sneered, if it wasn't for the rejection from the same sect in the Six Paths Academy, and the villain's plot, no matter how poor Peiyu's bones are, she would not have lost the first competition.
But Peiyu is such a fool, she doesn't care about it so much, she would rather miss the sword test competition and the Tianhai secret realm, but also save the face of several fellow envoys who plotted against her.
Fool! Big fool!
Thinking of this, Ming Luan was so angry that he tore off the wintersweet flower in front of him, threw it on the ground and stomped hard.
When she reacted, she realized that she had unconsciously seized control of her body, and hurriedly retreated into a dark corner.
Peiyu frowned lightly, the golden plum mixed with slush under her feet was not what she remembered.
"Ming Luan?" Peiyu asked in a low voice, stroking the broken flower branch.
Ming Luan curled up into a ball and didn't answer. Subconsciously, she didn't want to be more involved in Peiyu's life.
They are half light and half dark.
One person stands under the sun, while the other person is destined to walk alone in the dark night.
Ming Luan didn't think there was anything wrong with this. She just hoped that she would never have the chance to appear again in the future.
Peiyu stood in the snow for a while.
The cold snow was falling, the white clothes were fluttering in the wind, plum blossoms were flying in the dust, not as cold as her eyes.
The corners of her lips moved upwards, making a faint smile, "That's all."
The flowers fell like rain, the snow clothes fluttered, and the girl left with her hands behind her back, spotless except for a piece of plum fragrance.
When she reached Shouxian Peak, Peiyu patted the snow off her shoulders to disperse the chill all over her body, and then carefully stepped onto the mountain path.
Holding a jug of wine, Huai Bo was lying drunk on the rocks, seeing her smiling and toasting.
Peiyu raised her lips unconsciously, her eyes became extremely gentle, and after stepping forward to salute, she asked, "Master, I will help you to rest."
Huai Bai raised his head and drank the wine in one gulp, said with a smile: "You were the one who waited for me here every day, now I'll wait for you."
Peiyu helped her up and said softly, "If you miss me, use the paper crane to send your voice, and I'll come back right away."
On Shouxian Peak, there is only one exquisite small pavilion among the flowers and trees.
Huai Bai helped his forehead, "Peiyu, do you think our peak is a little deserted?"
Peiyu frowned, "It's not deserted."
Huai Bo said: "Why don't I go and recruit some juniors and juniors for you? From now on, you will be the Senior Sister!"
Peiyu raised her eyebrows, "I have a master, that's enough."
Huai Bai sighed, "Seeing that other peaks are bustling, but Shouxian Peak is only the two of us depending on each other, alas..."
Peiyu thought for a moment, "Master, if you feel lonely, I'll catch some spirit beasts for you."
She thought again in her heart, wanting a monster with shallow aptitude and unable to transform into form.
Huai Bai glanced at her resentfully, then nodded, "Alright."
Thin clouds piled up overhead, and a spring rain began to fall.
Peiyu wanted to help Master go to the small building to rest, but Huai Bai grabbed her sleeve and said, "You will be going down the mountain to practice soon, so come have a drink with me today."
The drizzle beat the green bamboo, and they sat under the bamboo, pillowed on the rocks.
Huai Bai took out two jars of wine and gave Peiyu one, "Come, drink."
Peiyu caught it obediently, sipping her drink in small sips.
Huai Bo tilted his head and looked at her with a smile, "I can't see you in the blink of an eye, you're just so big."
Peiyu was stunned for a moment, then said: "Master, it has been a hundred years."
Huai Bo snapped his fingers, "Ten, twenty...is it so long?" She stretched her waist, her eyes bent into crescent moons, "I always feel that the first time I saw you was still yesterday, and life was a big empty dream. It's been a hundred years."
"After cultivating immortals, I became very slow to the passage of time." Huai Bai rested his head on his hands, his eyes stretched out from the slender bamboo leaves, misty in the spring rain, "It's been so many years."
Centuries after centuries, there is no cold or heat in the mountains, but spring and autumn in the world.
"I don't know what I have done for so many years. Thinking about it now, it would be better not to enter the immortal sect back then. I neither wanted to live forever, nor to ascend to Taoism. It's not as good as living for a hundred years, fighting day and night, and coming to be wonderful and happy."
Peiyu saw her look sleepy, her heart tightened, and she hurriedly said: "But if Master has not entered the fairy gate, I will not have the chance to meet you."
Huai Bo was slightly startled when he heard this, and said with a slight smile, "That's right, if it wasn't for that, I wouldn't have met you."
Peiyu lowered her head slightly, her jade neck was fair and slender, and her earlobes were stained a little red, "Besides, to me, being with Master... a hundred years is still too short."
Huai Bo put his arms around her shoulders, and smelled a fragrance, as cold as snow, as clear as cold plum.
Peiyu recalled the matter of Mingluan, and asked: "Master, is there a disease of one body and two souls in this world?"
Ming Luan raised his head abruptly and pricked up his ears to listen.
Huai Bo pondered for a while, then shook his head, "The human body can only hold one soul, how can one body have two souls? Even if it is a seizure, it is doomed that one soul will dissipate and the other will occupy the body."
Peiyu frowned, "It's not about seizing the house."
Huai Bai clapped his hands, his eyes lit up, and said: "I think of a strange thing. It was recorded in the scriptures that there was a swordsmith student in Donghai who was mediocre in talent, but occasionally he was able to draw superb spells. Self-proclaimed, words and deeds are different from usual."
"Initially people thought it was a seizure, but Da Neng checked and found that it was not the case. Later, after investigation, they found out that this person is not good at refining weapons, and prefers to draw symbols. Bullying, often fantasizing about what I would be like if I were a talisman cultivator, and over the years, I fantasized about another person."
Peiyu asked: "Is that person a fantasy? Is it fake?"
"Of course it is true!" Ming Luan replied.
Huai Bai blinked, and looked at the girl strangely asking and answering, "Apprentice?"
Peiyu came back to her senses, "What happened?"
Huai Bai couldn't help laughing, "You really know how to play haha, you are indeed a person who sneaks up in the middle of the night to read scripts, hahaha."
Peiyu looked blank, "When did I peek at the script?"
Ming Luan was silent.
A few months later, Peiyu traveled down the mountain, killing demons along the way.
When passing through Wufang City, she killed the Nascent Soul Corpse King alone with the lower-grade magic weapon and Jindanxiu, and became famous as a rookie in Gushan, thus becoming famous.
She waved her sleeves to say goodbye to the world's reputation and thanks, and left alone with a knife, as cold as snow on a mountain, seemingly very inaccessible.
However, Mingluan knew that the corners of Peiyu's lips could not help but curl up.
"Fool." Ming Luan said with disgust.
Peiyu didn't know she was slandering her, so she said softly: "Master is really right, the more you do good deeds, the happier you will be."
Ming Luan silently rolled his eyes, thinking to himself, what your master said is clearly, run for your life in case of danger, put your life first, and put others on the back burner.
The river of stars turns above the head, the night clouds sparkle, and the clear light spreads to the world through the thin clouds.
A girl in white clothes stands on the field with a knife in her hand, the grass is luxuriant, and the moonlight flows with the river.
She is brighter than the moon in the sky, and her eyes are pulsating, brighter than the stars.
"Mingluan, I'm really happy." Peiyu's eyes melted and filled with starlight, "It turns out that being a good person and being appreciated by others is such a happy thing."
"Nothing," Mingluan hated iron for being weak, and couldn't help but answer her, "Look at you, you are so happy to save a few people, you have never seen the world, which one of those powerful people is not saving thousands of people? Thousands of lives, wave your sleeves and leave, don't be surprised, look at yourself!"
Peiyu bit her lips aggrievedly, thought of something, and asked again: "You said me... have you seen the world?"
Ming Luan said: "I haven't seen the world, haven't I read the storybook?"
Peiyu frowned, "When did you read the storybook?" Her eyes lit up, she suddenly realized, and asked: "Sometimes when I wake up, I still feel dizzy and my eyes are swollen and painful, even though I have slept all night, it is because you stayed up late. Read the storybook? You... "
Ming Luan covered her mouth, silently retreating into the darkness.
"Ming Luan? Ming Luan?"
"Are you there? Are you there? Are you there?"