Surrounded by the demons, they are staring at each other, but the immortal sect is more united and clearer.
Sanxiu established his own alliance, with a reasonable system, it is no longer as disorderly as before. Ji Shu led the human soldiers to clean up the remaining low-level monsters on the battlefield, and offered his own strength.
The demon soldiers attacked several times, but were repelled one by one by Xianmen.
Several victorious counterattacks have greatly boosted everyone's confidence, and they are ready to fight back to their homeland and regain their homeland.
The bronze bell rang slowly, the cold wind was blowing, and the bodhi leaves were falling from the branches.
There are already three or four more people in the original Bell Ringing Courtyard. Jiyue put down the scrolls and announced that get out of class was over, those studious teenagers were still reluctant to part.
Sitting cross-legged under the tree, she opened the book, and a yellow leaf fell on the paper.
A young girl with an immature face was kneeling in front of the table, holding a pen in her hand, raised her head and asked suddenly: "Sir, is it worth it?"
Jiyue: "What?"
The young girl said: "Sir, you have put so much thought into it, and your words are extremely ingenious, but people in the world only focus on practical learning, and turn a deaf ear to the illusory Taoism, etiquette and righteousness. After more than half a year, only a few of us came to attend the class. Mr. Your talent, if you practice hard, you should already be closer, for the sake of the few of us, is it worth delaying your practice?"
Jiyue was wearing a plain robe, her long hair was untied, scattered on both sides like splashed ink, her temperament had settled down, and she looked a bit like a deep wind.
When she heard this, she smiled slightly, raised her hand and rubbed his head, "Don't think so much."
The girl lay down on the table and said sullenly, "I'm just dissatisfied for my husband!"
Jiyue used the fallen leaf as a bookmark, closed the scroll, and looked ahead with vain eyes, "Life is like a journey against the road, and I am also a pedestrian. After all, I am practicing, but the method is different. Is it worth it?" ?”
The girl said distressedly: "Sir, I don't understand."
Jiyue smiled and said, "You finish your homework first."
The girl pouted: "En." She wrote, her body arched slightly, and she was hit on the back by a ruler.
Jiyue saw that her face was stained with wet ink stains, like a tabby cat, she was amused in her heart, and said with a straight face: "Sit up straight!"
"Hmph, just sit up straight."
After a while, Canghai specially sent a fish demon to go upstream along the river to the Buddhist land, saying that he saw the light of the advanced soldiers in the sea, and there was a faint figure of a girl in golden armor in the light, and urged his wife to hurry up. Back home, the lord of the world became sick with longing, and was about to become a waste dragon.
Knowing that You Yancui is still alive, Jiyue smiles slightly and tells Peiyu that I want to find someone.
Then drifted away, and set foot on the yellow sand barren hills alone.
Alone, like a lone goose among the clouds, a group of people in the world.
Spring goes to autumn, and before you know it, the weather is getting cooler, the cold wind is blowing, and snowflakes are floating in the sky.
Horseshoes bursting, dust flying, a line of iron cavalry came, Xie Chunqiu waited at the door, hunting in black robes.
Ji Shu reined in his horse, took off the black scarf covering his face, and said with a smile, "Chunqiu, what are you doing here?"
Xie Chunqiu said: "It's the end of the year, please go drink."
Ji Shu laughed loudly, and threw the monster's head aside, "Let's go!"
As soon as you enter the city, the festive flavor of the New Year comes to your face.
Black tiles and white walls, tall red lanterns hanging on the eaves, swinging in the wind.
Ji Shu let out a breath of white steam, rubbed his hands together and said, "It's so lively."
Xie Chunqiu heard the sound of dancing and music in the distance, and said with a smile: "After all, it's the New Year's Eve."
A stream of light flashed by, Ji Shu raised his head and looked up, couldn't help being happy, he held his belly and laughed.
Xie Chunqiu couldn't see, and asked: "What's the matter?"
Ji Shu said: "Hahaha, that person, he's trying to control candied haws!"
The monk who used a bunch of huge candied haws as a mount turned back from the air, cupped his hands and said with a smile: "Happy Chinese New Year."
Ji Shu smiled and waved, "Happy Chinese New Year!"
With the sound of gongs and drums, the lion dance team shuttled through the crowd, causing bursts of applause.
There are many small shops on the street, surrounded by many children in front, Ji Shu was curious and pulled Xie Chunqiu to squeeze past.
A handsome young man held a Zihao brush in his hand, dipped the tip of the pen into some syrup, and wrote a painting in one go, making several sugar paintings before the syrup solidified.
The children clapped their hands and cheered: "Brother is amazing!"
The young man distributed the sugar paintings to them, and asked softly, "What else do you want to see me draw?"
The children raised their hands one after another: "I want a big wolf!"
"I want a dragon!"
"I want to see butterflies!"
Xie Chunqiu recognized the young man's voice and asked in surprise, "Prince Luo?"
Luo Qiu heard the words and said with a smile: "Chunqiu, happy new year."
Xie Chunqiu: "Happy Chinese New Year, why are you here? We have prepared the food and drink, shall we go together?"
Luo Qiusheng shook his head, looking at the child's eager smile, "I am drawing sugar paintings here, please say hello to everyone for me."
Xie Chunqiu nodded, bowed his hands together, turned a corner with Ji Shu, and turned into an alley.
The tempting scent all over the street aroused the general's cravings, and Ji Shu couldn't help but ask, "Where is it? It's so mysterious."
"Be patient, we'll be there soon." Xie Chunqiu closed his eyes, fluttered his nostrils, and said with a smile, "It's here."
In front of it is a very inconspicuous shop, without a signboard, without a shouting waiter, only a loquat tree to welcome customers.
Ji Shu's disappointment is obvious, "That's it?"
The cold wind blows the floral blue curtain, and the aroma is tangy. She immediately changed her words: "It smells so good!" As she spoke, she couldn't wait to lift the curtain, and the inside and outside of the door seemed to be divided into two worlds. It's spring.
In front of the outermost brazier sat a young man in blue shirt, bowing his head to stroke the fur of the little beast in his arms. A little to his left, Yu Chisu leaned over and stretched out his hand to poke the little snow-white beast. Sheng Ji quickly turned sideways to avoid it, protecting the red beast in his arms.
Yu Chisu said angrily, "What's wrong with touching it? Is this your wife?"
Sheng Ji: "Are you touching it? You want to bald it!"
The red beast opened its eyes like black grapes, and called out innocently: "Hey."
Going a little further, Zhaoyu half-holds the pipa, jade fingers flutter on the strings like butterflies, and the sound of the pipa is noisy, like jade beads falling on an ice tray.
At the end of the song, the boy in white quickly praised, "It sounds good."
Jian Yunsha saw that Shen Zhishui was not pleasing to the eye, and snorted coldly, "Not bad."
Zhao Yu smiled sweetly, took Shen Zhishui's peeled grapes, turned around and put them on Peiyu's table.
The corners of Peiyu's mouth were slightly hooked, and the small golden dish contained crystal clear grapes, which looked very attractive.
"Master, try it, just took it out of the spiritual storage box." She picked up one and leaned over to hand it over.
Huaibai opened his lips and bit the grapes she fed, the sweet juice burst in his mouth.
"Is it sweet?"
Huai Bai smiled: "Sweet."
As soon as Zhao Jian looked at them, his heart itched unbearably. He glanced at the girl in red beside him, and secretly took her hand that was placed under the table.
Mingying opened him with a "click".
Zhao Jian was aggrieved and sad, and curled his mouth, but not long after, his hand was held by a delicate and delicate hand. Mingying lowered her head, her face was flushed, half ashamed and half angry.
In the corner, Zhao Hengyun and Mu Chuan were in the midst of a wine fight, while carrying out drinking orders—
"Two friends are good; three stars shine brightly; four seasons get rich; five sons are admitted to the imperial examination; six and six are smooth; seven clever tricks; eight matuji; nine are happy; full house!"
The atmosphere is harmonious and warm.
Until Ji Shu lifted the curtain and roared, "It's really cold today!"
Everyone looked at her, Ji Shu took a step back: "Excuse me, goodbye!"
Xie Chunqiu couldn't help laughing, and held her back: "Why did you come out again?"
Ji Shu spoke incoherently: "You, you, what did you bring me here for? This is the place of your immortals. Just now I yelled, so many powerful people looked at me, I won't!" She hugged the doorpost, "I won't go in!"
Xie Chunqiu smiled, secretly used his strength to drag her down, and dragged her all the way into the door.
Huai Bai had already stood up and greeted him: "General Ji has worked hard to clear away the remaining monsters in the desert. Please sit down."
Ji Shu became human in an instant, and cupped his hands: "The Immortal is being polite, this is what I should do."
At this time, someone came to report in a hurry, and a pair of troops of unknown origin appeared outside the barrier.
Huai Bai let everyone continue to drink, and together with Pei Yu, they came to the wilderness covered by ice and snow.
The blood mist is misty, the green will-o'-the-wisps flicker faintly, and the ghostly soldiers hold weapons in their hands, orderly, and the banners cover the sky.
Standing in front of the queue, Yingqiu smiled at Huaibo, "The year is over, come to pay a New Year's greeting to the elder."
Xia Ziyan continued: "By the way, a small gift, please be sure to accept it."
Waibai glanced at the 'little gift' behind her, a bit dumbfounded.
Yingqiu handed over a Yin flag, "As long as you hold this, you can command them."
The black flag flickered slightly, and the line of Yin soldiers gradually moved, leaping horses and raising whips, rushing forward, turning into a gray-red rainbow, and entering the flag.
Yingqiu bent her body slightly, and offered her both hands, "Please take it from the Immortal Elder."
Huai Bai took it carefully, "Thank you very much." She chuckled lightly, "As a gift in return, how about I buy you a drink?"
Yingqiu: "We are not strangers, so it is inconvenient to enter the city."
Peiyu and Huai Bai looked at each other and smiled, "So what? There are two big demons at the banquet!"
They brought the two female ghosts into the restaurant, and everyone welcomed them warmly, celebrating that the little shop had all the fairies, demons, ghosts and ghosts together.
Boss Xue shouted his blessings and brought the hot dishes to the table. Steam was bubbling from the bottom of the mandarin duck two-color pot, and the spicy and delicious taste spread with the sound of firecrackers. The atmosphere gradually warmed up, and everyone toasted and exchanged glasses, thinking about what to do when they return to their homeland in the future.
Some people are slightly drunk, maybe thinking of their old friends, crying and laughing, and drinking with their heads buried.
The fire was melting, and the sky gradually darkened.
Huai Bo took Peiyu's hand, sneaked out of the banquet and came to the alley.
Outside the house is snowy and windy.
"Look," Huibo took out a string of firecrackers, "let's set this off!"
She set up the long firecrackers, held the torch in her hand, and was too timid to light it. Peiyu smiled, held her hand, bent down and lit the firecrackers together, and then the two quickly turned around, covered their ears and took a dozen steps.
The crackling sound was like thunder, the ceiling was scattered, and fireflies were flying.
The firecrackers blasted the broken Jade and Qiongyao all over the place, and the flying snow was blown up one after another, as if the angels were drunk and crushed the white clouds.
Huai Bo covered his ears, his eyes curved into crescent moons, and his brows and eyes were crooked with a smile.
Peiyu tilted her head, looked at the master with a flowery smile, and gently took her hand.
Say goodbye to the old and welcome the new, and everything will be better, they thought.
…
The world is covered with silver, thin snow is flying, and a bright moon rises from the sea.
Liu Huan looked behind his back, looked at the bright moon and the flying snowflakes, frowned tightly, turned around suddenly and walked out the door, and turned back after walking a few steps.
Dong Ting was lying on the warm fur, and described it casually, "You have gone back and forth dozens of times, and my eyes are dazzled."
Liu looked around: "Don't worry about it."
Dongting laughed and said, "You really don't want to see her?"
Liu Huan looked around and clenched his hands, "Seeing each other is like not seeing each other."
Dongting shook the wine glass, the crimson wine glistening, "Oh? She stood for three days, in such a cold day, I don't know if she was injured on the way here..."
Before the voice fell, the girl in purple turned around abruptly, leaving her a thin and stubborn back.
Dongting sighed, took a sip of the wine, and the aroma from the spar furnace made the room full of spring.
"People, what a strange race."
The senior sister has lost a lot of weight.
When seeing Jiyue again, Liu Huangu thought so.
Jiyue has indeed lost a lot of energy, standing like a lone crane in the snow, holding a jar of wine in her hand.
It's freezing cold, the wine jar has already cracked, and the wine has been frozen into ice.
Liu looked around at her, walked lightly, and asked in a low voice, "Why come here?"
After a long time, Jiyue raised her head, and when she saw Liu looking around, there was a flash of light in her dark eyes. She blinked her eyes, as if she thought she was hallucinating, and whispered: "Junior Sister, is that you?"
Liu Huanguan gritted her teeth and did not speak. At this moment, she even had the idea of turning around and leaving immediately.
Jiyue's gaze was still gentle and tolerant, open and frank, without any shadow or hatred. It's like a flawless moon in the sky, like it used to be. She never blamed Liu Huangu because of Liu Huangu's identity before, and she won't now.
The wind blew, and the snow was blowing. She and Jiyue stood on the former site of Shengrenzhuang, relatively speechless.
Scenes of the past flashed by in front of my eyes, and now, it has turned into a dead and desolate ice and snow.
Things in the world follow the flow of water, so... a dream comes to life.
Jiyue took a step forward, and the long wind filled her robe.
She walked very slowly, as if she was out of energy, her steps were weak, and she stepped on the ice and slipped. Liu Huan didn't even think about it, and immediately stepped forward to support her, looking at her haggard face, "Senior sister, why bother... They can't go back."
Jiyue's eyes dimmed for a moment, and after a while, she whispered, "It's Chinese New Year, I just want to see you."