People in the past have gone by the Yellow Crane, and the Yellow Crane Tower is vacant here.
The yellow crane is gone and never returns, and the white clouds are empty for thousands of years.
When Huai Bai climbed up the lonely mountain again, he suddenly thought of this poem. Clouds and mountains are shrouded in mist in front of me, and the pines are like waves.
The wind rustled, she stroked her forehead, obviously she was still drinking in Xitu just now, why did she come here suddenly, is she drunk
"It's Chinese New Year, hurry up!"
The young man leaped vertically among the mountains several times, dexterously like a mountain beast, jumped onto the branch, couldn't help but turned around and shouted.
The brook was murmuring, and several little girls carved in pink and jade were holding hands and chirping, "Brother, I want to wear a new dress!"
"I want beautiful jewelry!"
…
Little Huaibai clapped his hands: "Candied haws! Candied haws!"
Their figures disappeared into the mist along with the flowing water.
Huai Bai watched them leave, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, seeming sad or happy, he followed the mountain road all the way up.
Memories of the past flashed past my eyes one after another, like a swan stepping on slush, leaving only one or two lines of fingerprints, and those swans did not know where they flew.
The crackling sound of shuffling cards came from the top of the mountain, awakening her sad thoughts.
Huai Bo was stunned for a moment, walked over quickly, and then was dumbfounded——
The crown of the old pine is like a cloud, lush and lush, Panasonic and Ding Fenghua put their cards on the table, "Hey, I won!"
Rong Changzhu raised his forehead, "Are you cheating?"
Ding Fenghua stared, "You can question my character, but you can't question my poker skills!"
Ning Xiao seemed to be aware of it, looked this way, "Xiao Bai?"
The corner of Huai Bo's mouth twitched, "You guys are... very lively."
The three dead ghosts gathered at the table and blinded the white hair on her head.
Ding Fenghua shrugged: "It's Chinese New Year, it's so boring, why are you here? Out of your body?"
Huai Bo nodded, "I'm drunk," she smiled, "you don't usually come into my dreams."
Ding Fenghua asked: "Why are you dreaming? I'm not your lover. Tsk," he was disgusted by himself, showing a disgusted expression, "If I want to dream, I also go to my family's rift."
Huai Bai sat on the stone, "Three missing one? How many shots?"
Ding Fenghua shook his head, "You are so lucky! You still have a koi."
Rong Changzhu was not from Gushan, so he asked curiously: "What is a koi?"
Ding Fenghua: "It's nothing, it's a fish, colorful."
Rong Changzhu suddenly realized: "Is it that kind of beautiful colorful fish?"
Ding Fenghua fell into deep thought: "It's not a question of whether it's beautiful or not, it's really that rare kind of fish that can improve people's luck."
Ning Xiao and Huai Bai looked at each other and smiled, "Xiao Bai, come here."
Behind him, Ding Fenghua was still holding on to Rong Changzhu, chattering about his previous experiences—"I just got a meteorite sharpening a sword from the extremely cold place in the Northern Region that day, and Xiaobai suddenly found me, and she praised me for my good card skills Let me ask Gushan, who doesn’t know? Then she played cards with me, and she always wins at the beginning, do you know? Win at the beginning! She wins when she draws the cards!…”
The rocky cliffs are steep, the snow is falling on the lonely mountain, and the cranes are flying in the white mist.
Ning Xiao's expression was as gentle as ever, "Long time no see, you've grown up a lot...Xiao Bai, your eyes are red."
Huai Bai held back the tears in his eyes, "Brother, I miss you very much."
Ning Xiao smiled and said, "It's always possible to meet each other, how is Wu Hua?"
Huai Bai nodded, raised his hand, a flash of spiritual light flashed in his palm, and an ordinary koi appeared.
The koi swim in the air, gurgling and spitting bubbles, no different from ordinary fish.
Ning Xiao knew that Wuhua was thrown into the pond by her as a carp, but seeing the beast turned into such a state, she couldn't help but sigh in her heart.
Wuhua has no form, can change everything, and is born by the luck of the world. Those carps in the lonely mountain are mixed with it, and they are contaminated with a rare luck. That's why there is a legend about Shouxianfeng koi transfer.
"Neither prestige nor non-aggression is something for conquest," Ning Xiao said, "It will be useful in the future."
Huai Bai teased the koi, "I know." Feigong is a tool for defending the city, supporting the Buddhist barrier; as for Wuhua, luck is a mysterious and mysterious thing, maybe the backgammon was thanks to it.
Ning Xiao looked at the misty clouds in the lonely mountain, and smiled gratifiedly: "You have been able to support the fairy gate, and you have lived up to the expectations of the master that day."
The corners of Huai Bai's eyes were slightly wet, and he asked in a low voice: "Brother, why don't you enter reincarnation?"
Ning Xiao: "Before, I was always a little worried, but seeing you this time, I can finally feel at ease. I hope you and I will meet again in the future, and this world will be a prosperous scene."
It was freezing cold, the north wind was howling, and the snow was falling.
Thousands of trees are hung with crystal icicles, like sorbus blossoms blooming overnight. The perennial emerald top of the mountain has been buried by snow, looking from a distance, it looks like a white head.
Compared with the past, this winter is indeed too long and too cold.
But when Huai Bai closed his eyes, he heard the sound of vegetation growing under the white snow.
"Brother, what are you doing?"
Ning Xiao reached out and touched Wu Hua's back, "I'm so unlucky, change your luck."
Waiper: "..."
…
"Master?"
"Xiao Bai, Xiao Bai."
"Immortal?"
Huai Bai woke up in a daze holding the wine jar, "Huh?"
The fire in the stove was burning vigorously, and the small restaurant was warm, the lights were flickering, and the shadows on the wall were shaking.
Everyone was drinking and drinking, and they were still feasting endlessly.
Mingying asked curiously: "What dream did you have, so happy?"
Huai Bai pursed his lips, and a crimson cloud flew over his snow-white face, "Sweet dream."
Peiyu was under the table and secretly hooked her hand, "Master, it's past New Year's Eve, let's go back and rest."
Huai Bo pulled her, "Alright, let me tell you about my dream slowly."
The new year is new, and before the first month, many former subordinates of Lingyang have come to seek refuge.
Lord Dongting murdered violently and became more and more insane. Except for those monsters who only had killing in their hearts, they still listened to her orders, and the other monsters had long been dissatisfied and defected. At the beginning, the people of Xianmen refused to accept these monsters, but under the persuasion of Huai Bai and others, they finally gave them a shelter.
Winter goes to spring, the snow melts and everything recovers.
The four clans of immortals, demons and demons are ready to go, divided into upper, middle and lower groups, and start to fight back. Peiyu and Huaibai lead the middle road, swords and swords combined, all the way to the vicinity of Gushan.
The clear water goes with the sky, stretching as far as the eye can see, and the green hills stand tall and graceful on the water like a group of green girls.
Peiyu was crossing the river in white clothes in a small boat. The bow of the boat suddenly weighed, and ripples appeared on the mirror-like water.
She turned her head happily, "Master!"
Huai Bai took off his battle armor, walked to her side, and looked at the green hills in the distance together, "We're going to Lonely Mountain."
Peiyu nodded, worried that Huaibo would be sad, so she glanced at her secretly, and held her by the hand.
Huai Bai stared into the distance, his blue clothes fluttering, floating like a fairy.
As the sun sets, the surface of the river glistens, streaks of spiritual light fly over the head, the robes of immortals flutter, armor shines toward the sun, and golden scales glisten.
the river is long and tempestuous, it was like a hero. Only the green hills are still there, and the sunset is red several times.
Peiyu put her arms around Huaibo behind her, resting her head on her shoulder.
Huai Bo said: "When the world is stable, we will fish and drink here, and watch the stars and the moon together."
Peiyu smiled slightly, "Yes."