The closet is gloomy, but the red paint on the kitchen wall is very new, as if it was just painted yesterday. The clothes inside are still hanging neatly. The style is a bit old, but they look bright, but the entire wooden building is rather... It was dull and not bright. The bright light was isolated from the window. When it diffused into the pavilion, it was as thin as dust floating on the water.
Shao Xiaoli sat there, leaning gently against the hard wooden wall. She raised her head and looked at Ning Changjiu, her reddish eyes sparkling with water, and the slender eyelashes around her were sticky together.
Ning Jiujiu could not accurately capture his mood at the moment. He looked at Shao Xiaoli's crying face, and the girl's choking was the only clear sound in his ears.
She was like a ghost hiding in the closet. She had been waiting for him for thousands of years. She was speechless when they met, with only tears in her eyes.
Ning Jiujiu held out his hand to the girl, Shao Xiaoli held his hand, and he pulled her out of the red coffin-like wardrobe. The girl's steps were unsteady, her body leaned forward, and hit his chest. Ning Jiujiu hugged her.
When they embraced each other, the strength of the boy's body and the softness of the girl's body responded to each other. They hugged tightly, with their heads leaning against their heads and their bodies touching each other. Their figures were reflected in the mirror. At that time, there was also The breeze blew through the window lattice, bringing a slight rhythm without temperature.
Years of waiting seemed to be drawn into a circle at this moment. In the strong and complicated emotions, it seemed that they should do something for the final sublimation. It happened that the marriage bed back then was considered solid.
But the emotional flood washed away the girl's fragile spirit. She buried her head in Ning Changjiu's chest and just started crying. She cried heartbreakingly. The clothes of both of them were wetted, and Shao Xiaoli couldn't see clearly. Clearing the rest of the things, only tears were still falling down unconsciously.
She leaned against Ning Changjiu's arms as if exhausted, sobbing and asked: "Master... why are you disturbing my retreat."
"It was your sister Siming who asked me to come." Ning Jiujiu shirked the responsibility.
Shao Xiaoli was even more sad, "She...she is so bad. Xiaoli originally wanted to come to see the master happily after crying enough."
"Xiao Li..." Ning Jiujiu called her name softly and stretched out his sleeve to wipe her tears, but the more he wiped, the more she wiped her tears.
Shao Xiaoli looked at her blankly and said, "Master, have you seen everything?"
Ning Jiujiu nodded lightly and said, "I saw it, Master... I feel very guilty."
Shao Xiaoli excused him: "That's the story of Yi and Luo Shen. What does it have to do with us? Master, don't feel guilty."
In the Netherworld Temple, Ning wanted to be separated from his past life for a long time, but at this moment when the girl took the initiative to speak for him, his heart was suddenly stung.
"Yeah, what do we have to do with them..." Ningjiu said long and long, and suddenly picked up Shao Xiaoli's knees and hugged her up.
Shao Xiaoli let out a cry and hugged Ning Changjiu's neck. At this moment, the girl in a white dress was extremely beautiful. Her pretty face was covered with pear blossoms. Alienation and ambiguity were paradoxically intertwined in it, making the change of appearance appear super. Extraordinary beauty.
Ning Jiujiu said softly: "I will take you wherever Xiaoli wants to go, and I will never break my promise."
Shao Xiaoli looked at Ning Changjiu's face, his heart beating wildly. He felt an indescribable sense of solidity while being held.
Where are we going...
When Shao Xiaoli was asked this question, her brain was a little short-circuited. The bed was right in front of her, but what she was thinking about was that she cried so much that she and her master's clothes were wet, so...
"Xiao Li... Xiao Li also wants to bask in the sun." Shao Xiaoli said seriously.
So they left the red building and went to bask in the sun by Youyue Lake.
Shao Xiaoli sat next to Ning Changjiu, looking at the emerald-colored lake. The sun was rising diagonally above her, and the golden light spread across the valley, turning into undulating waves.
The water stains on Shao Xiaoli's clothes gradually dried, leaving only the slight wrinkles caused by tears.
She later regretted her answer.
Just now, everything was about to fall into place, and then... At the most critical moment, I made the dizzying suggestion of sunbathing
Shao Xiaoli raised his head and looked at the sun, and suddenly felt that the sun was much colder.
She looked at Ning Jiujiu's side face, wanting to make a new choice, but now the breeze was blowing, the sun was shining brightly, and the environment was completely different. Her words were stuck in her throat, and she was too embarrassed to say them out.
"What's wrong?" Ning Jiujiu noticed something strange about her and asked with concern.
Shao Xiaoli felt that she could express it more tactfully, so she put away her slender legs, hugged herself into a ball, rested her chin on her knees, and shivered slightly: "Master, Xiaoli... Xiaoli is so cold."
Ning held her hand for a long time and found that her palm was hot. Hmm... It must be cold.
"The sun here is not warm enough. I will take you to a warmer place." Ning Jiujiu said gently.
The place of relaxation... of course was under the covers. Shao Xiaoli thought to himself that he and the boss had a clear understanding of each other.
then…
Shao Xiaoli looked at the magnificent sun with flames flowing in front of him and fell into silence.
The flames licked her cheeks, and her pale face reflected the dancing flames. The flames splashed up from time to time in the girl's snow sleeves, but it looked scorching, but in fact it was gentle, more like oil exploding on her sleeves.
The six pillars of mythical logic shone brightly behind him. Ning Changjiu looked at the sun that he had put together so hard, and said proudly: "Come, let's go and bask in the sun together."
With that said, he took Shao Xiaoli's hand and rushed into the sea of fire.
This is his divine kingdom, and most of the rules are created by his thoughts, so when they enter it, it is more like taking a hot spring together.
Shao Xiaoli was held by his hand, and the two wandered together for a while, from one end of the sun to the other.
In frustration, Shao Xiaoli also felt some romance.
"Is it still cold?" Ning asked for a long time.
Shao Xiaoli said: "It doesn't feel cold when Master is here."
Ning Jiujiu snuggled with her in the middle of the sun for a while, and Shao Xiaoli pecked his cheek carefully.
"Okay, Jinwu has to go back and continue to help the master treat his illness. Let's go back too." Ning Jiujiu said.
Shao Xiaoli was still unfinished, but when he thought of his master, he nodded immediately.
They got out of the Golden Crow, and under Ning Jiujiu's thoughts, the Golden Crow quietly flew back and continued to melt the ice on the moon branches.
Shao Xiaoli said: "By the way, Master, please don't tell them about me crying in the closet."
Ning Jiujiu pretended to be confused and said: "Crying? Xiaoli is so strong, when did he cry?"
Shao Xiaoli praised: "Master is really on the right path!"
Ning Jiujiu smiled.
Shao Xiaoli hesitated and suddenly reached into his side, took out something from the void, and said, "Here, this is a gift for Master."
"Huh? What is this?" Ning Changjiu took it.
Shao Xiaoli said: "This is the calendar."
"calendar?"
"Well, calendar!" Shao Xiaoli emphasized his tone, seeming to imply something.
Ning Jiujiu immediately thought of the diary and Yi missed the appointment. He felt guilty and said, "Xiao Li is reminding me not to forget the date and not to miss the appointment in the future?"
"Um..." Shao Xiaoli said thoughtfully, "Master, if you think so, there is no problem."
"Then thank you Xiao Li for the gift." Ning Jiujiu accepted it happily and rubbed her hair.
Shao Xiaoli smiled slightly, complaining in his heart that he was not brave enough.
If it were another woman, she would have captured the master long ago...
Shao Xiaoli wanted to launch some more offensives, but a figure like smoke came over.
Xiao Li raised her head and saw a pair of bare feet like ice and snow. The hem of the black dress swayed gently with the feet.
The person who came was none other than Si Ming.
Her long hair had a slightly ambiguous light color, and her soft cherry lips were smiling. She looked at them and wondered: "You... why are you back so soon?"
Shao Xiaoli bit her lip. She knew that this was Siming deliberately creating opportunities for herself... Sister Xue Ci was so tolerant. She was really wronged in the past.
It's a pity that I didn't grasp it well.
She didn't even have the nerve to say that they were just basking in the sun.
But Shao Xiaoli seized another chance. She snorted coldly and said, "What? Sister Siming doesn't welcome us back? Well, Master, since she doesn't welcome us, let's go back to the Little Red Mansion."
Ning Changjiu obviously didn't understand Xiao Li's little thoughts. He said righteously: "What are you talking about, Xue'er? Our Xiao Li is still a pretty lady, so how can she have the kind of thoughts you mentioned."
He originally thought that Xiao Li had it, but after Xiao Li said about basking in the sun, he found that he had misunderstood. He also deeply reflected on the road just now.
"Right? Xiaoli." Ning looked at Shao Xiaoli for a long time and confirmed gently.
"Uh..." Shao Xiaoli's body stiffened slightly, and she could only nod her head dullly and said, "Of course."
Si Mingbing, who was looking on by the sidelines, had a smile in her eyes. She raised her eyes, looked at Shao Xiaoli, and said, "Oh... turns out I was wrong."
Si Ming had just taken a bath, and his long hair was still wet. His every frown and smile were full of moisture, and his movements were charming and charming, like a fox that had become a spirit for a long time. Even Shao Xiaoli was stunned for a moment. She was stunned. Although Xiao Li was also very beautiful, her opponent was too powerful. She suddenly felt that she was still a cardamom girl and felt a little discouraged.
Sure enough, Ning Jiujiu's concentration didn't seem to be enough. Shao Xiaoli could clearly feel it and held his hand loosely.
"Is it you who asked Master to come to the Red Mansion and didn't tell him that I was in retreat in the building?" Shao Xiaoli changed the battlefield and asked, "Are you evil-minded and want to see our jokes?"
Ning Jiujiu also nodded.
In order not to spoil the atmosphere, he did not open the Taiyin Eye when he entered the building, nor did he use any spiritual power. The scene of him talking to himself in the mirror was seen by Xiao Li, and he was still a little embarrassed in retrospect.
"Everyone present, except Xi Wanke, knew it, but none of them said anything." Siming smiled and said, "If I am the only one to be blamed, wouldn't it be too ungrateful to distinguish rewards and punishments?"
Ning Jiujiu looked at Xue Ci's long-lost beautiful smile and was determined to punish her severely.
"Xiao Ling and Jian Jian were originally pure and gentle, but after meeting you, their demeanor has changed." Ning Changjiu smiled and joked: "I should kill you, the leader, to serve as a warning to others."
Siming pretended to be afraid.
Soon, her fear turned into real fear.
Because Ning Changjiu was by her side, Shao Xiaoli took out a wooden box from somewhere. She opened the box and counted the items inside, including all her treasures.
Si Ming's expression froze, he took two steps back and said, "Xiao Li, this... why are you still carrying it?"
Shao Xiaoli smiled slightly and said, "This is Xiaoli's family heirloom."
Ning Jiujiu also thought about it.
"Was Xue'er still very interested in this at the beginning?" he asked.
"No way!" Siming categorically denied: "How could anyone besides you like this kind of thing?"
But unfortunately, her hair betrayed her again. As she spoke, her light-colored hair turned into an excited and expectant fiery red, like a burning sword.
"Why are you looking at me like this?"
Si Ming covered his long hair in order to conceal it, so he had to scold the hateful Xiang'er again in his heart, and then explained to them: "You probably don't know yet... This color means fear!"
Shao Xiaoli said: "If you are scared, it should be dark purple."
Ning Jiujiu suddenly said: "It turns out that Xueer likes this."
"I didn't!" Siming retorted feebly. He lost his momentum and turned to leave.
But I can’t leave anymore.
The next day, when Lu Yuai saw Siming, she was surprised to find that Sister Xue Ci, who usually wore cool clothes, had wrapped herself up tightly.
…
"October 27th, early morning.
Sister Luoshen, I know I am you, but I still prefer to call you sister.
You deliberately left some pages blank in this diary. They should be left for me, right? Now I'll finish it for you.
Sister Luoshen, I finally waited for my master. Although it was three thousand five hundred and one month late, Xiao Li made a generous choice and regarded it as one month late. Sister, can you forgive him
Now the building is no longer at the bottom of the dark Luohe River. Next to the building is Youyue Lake, which is very beautiful. There is also a fish called Yehuli in it. Even our most ferocious cat can't beat it.
I also got to know a lot of good people, including Ning Xiaoling who likes to pretend to be innocent, Si Ming who looks bad, and Lu Jianjiao who likes to act like a cold fairy but is actually silly. Of course, the most important thing is me. The old master would rather live forever.
Master... is a very good person, just like you knew him back then.
With them here, Sister Luoshen can rest assured.
If a person's words under sadness are also the resentful spirit of sadness, then please let go of yourself who is attached to the diary now.
I have cleaned up the red building, and the unfinished story from that year should have a different ending.
Well, I can’t write anymore. Then say goodbye like this.
Xiaoli's handwriting is prettier than yours. "
Shao Xiaoli put down his pen and gently blew the ink dry. His tender strokes froze in the wind. Shao Xiaoli suddenly felt a sense of pride that he had completed the remaining work.
Under the protection of the ancient spirit sect's formation, the autumn day did not have a clear sense of hierarchy. There were still flowers blooming on the banks of Youyue Lake. They were swaying in the sea breeze blowing from Nanming, and it seemed that they could not distinguish the differences between the four seasons.
Ning Changjiu, Lu Married and Si Ming were walking by the lake as before. Lu Married took off her plain shoes and carried them lightly in her hand. She held a corner of her skirt in her other hand and walked barefoot on the lake. On the soft sandy beach, the lake water rises and falls like the tide.
Ning Jiujiu and Siming gently held hands. Siming's temperament was slightly cold, and he seemed to be a little resentful about what happened last night.
Of course, the one who resents the most is Ning Xiaoling, who cannot leave the Kingdom of the Underworld.
In the red building in the distance, Shao Xiaoli also walked out contentedly and walked with them by the lake.
Lu Marian looked at the running girl and said with a smile: "My husband really has a lot of wives and concubines. He is so promising that my teacher would be astonished."
Siming looked at her and asked, "Marry, are you panicking?"
"Why should I panic?" Lu Married said calmly.
"You consider yourself the royal palace in your heart, don't you? But who can you actually control? When Master wakes up, when Zhao Xiang'er comes, won't your fragile status be gone?" Si Ming said methodically.
Lu Marian looked at the lake water flowing over her instep and said quietly: "How can I be so petty? Don't make any assumptions."
"Is it true?" Siming came over, rubbed her heart, and said with a smile, "Let me see, sister, whether Xiao Marian's heart is really true or not."
"I won't show it to a vixen with a tail."
"Ah... you, how do you know?"
"What? Really?"
"How dare you deceive me!"
Lu Jiaojiao hummed and ran away, and the two of them chased each other by the lake.
Shao Xiaoli also came to Ning Changjiu's side.
"The two sisters seem to be fighting." Shao Xiaoli said worriedly.
"They do this every day, just get used to it." Ning Jiujiu comforted her.
Shao Xiaoli asked curiously: "Then who is the biggest wife?"
Ning Jiujiu said calmly: "We are all of the same religion, so where is the distinction between wives and concubines?"
Lu Marry and Si Ming both heard this sentence. They all turned around and sighed in tacit agreement.
In the Three Thousand Worlds, Zhao Xiang'er closed the water mirror, picked up a pen and paper and took another note.
The three of them were walking by Youyue Lake, talking about when the master would wake up, and thinking about ways to make the moon see the sky again and defeat the ghosts outside the sky.
In fact, they all knew that on this seemingly sunny day, under the sparkling water of the lake, a big fish with a bloody mouth was already lurking, ready to flick its tail and stir up a vortex at any time.
But these wild discussions will ultimately lead to nothing.
No one knows what the Dark Lord is yet.
But for some reason, Ning Jiujiu always recalled the thunder catastrophe in the Imperial City of Zhao Kingdom. During the thunder catastrophe, the self who had been practicing Taoism for twenty-four years had something to say to him.
He still remembers these words that he experienced in a dreamlike way clearly even after many years.
"Over the years, I have often seen a picture, which is an endless sea of dark stars. The sky is full of dead stars. Only a few stars are still shining, so they try to shine, as if To pass the flame to all the other dead stars.”*
"Dead stars, what are they?"
"Death Star Realm."
What is the Death Star Realm...
He didn't get any more answers at the time.
On the side, Shao Xiaoli was talking to Lu Jianjian and Siming, but they had gone elsewhere.
"Hey, I really envy you. You can accompany Master on so many walks, but Xiaoli can only stay alone in Duanjie City to support himself..." Shao Xiaoli lowered his head and said.
Siming smiled and said: "If it is really a long journey together, I should still get married. It is embarrassing to say that I have not been able to truly visit Nanzhou in so many years."
Lu Marry also became humble, "Don't say that. I think the person who should be most grateful is Sister Xue Ci. If it hadn't been for you in Luo Shu, it would have been difficult for us to come out safely."
"Luo Shu..."
After hearing their words, Ning Jiujiu remembered a small thing and was slightly in a trance.
Shao Xiaoli was the most perceptive. She looked at Ning Changjiu and asked, "Master, what's wrong with you? You've been thinking about things since just now."
Ning Jiujiu shook his head and said, "It's nothing."
Lu Marion frowned and said slightly displeased: "Do you still want to hide something from us?"
Ning Jiujiu said: "I just thought of an old man I met at the gate of the temple."
"Temple? Old man?" Siming asked in confusion: "When did it happen, why do I have no impression at all?"
Ning Changjiu said: "When I came back from Tianbang, I was struck by a connection when I passed by a small temple. I went to take a look and met the weird old man. You were not around at that time."*
Ning Jiujiu briefly described what happened at that time.
He was deeply impressed by this matter because there were too many strange things about it.
For example, the old man said at that time that he had been looking for something he had lost, and said, "There is a secret in the darkness that only I know." And when he died, his realm suddenly crossed the Purple Garden and came to the Five Paths. When he died, he also showed another vague figure, but it was quickly blown away by the wind, and no one saw it except him.
"Is there such a strange thing?" Siming also felt strange.
"Could it be that some reclusive master from the outside world has gone crazy?" Lu Jiaojiao asked.
Ning Jiujiu shook his head and said, "He also has a son. According to the monk in the temple, the son came to look for him, but the old man didn't recognize him."
Shao Xiaoli speculated: "Could it be that his body was taken away?"
"Seize the body..."
Ning thought about the scene of the old man before his death for a long time and felt that this possibility was the highest.
He said: "By the way, the old man said he came from the west. From the temple point of view, that was the direction of Luoshu Tower. It had only been a few months since the Luoshu Tower disaster."
"Luoshu Tower..." Siming had no clue. At that time, Luoshu Tower collapsed, Mu Lingtong died, Bai Zang Divine Envoy fell from the sky, and they rushed back to the Ancient Spirit Sect with all their strength, so they couldn't care about anything else.
Lu Marry didn't have any thoughts and just asked casually: "Do you still remember what that old man looks like?"
"of course I remember."
Ning Jiujiu responded, stretched out his hand, and drew the appearance of the old man.
Everyone shook their heads and said they had never seen it before.
This is also to be expected.
Ning Jiujiu erased the image of the old man, and then drew a short-lived image of him when he died.
Shao Xiaoli stared at him for a while and thought he was an ordinary old man.
Ning Jiujiu was about to erase this picture, but he felt a strange silence.
Looking sideways, he saw both Siming and Lu Yueyou staring blankly at the hanging painting, as if they had remembered something. They stood frozen on the spot, their pupils shrunk, and they had expressions of disbelief on their faces.
"What's wrong?" Ning asked for a long time.
Siming looked at the painting and suddenly felt a numb scalp. She said uncertainly:
"He... we seem to have seen him!"
"Have you seen it?" Ning Jiujiu also felt a chill running down his spine: "Where have you seen it?"
"Luo Shu, it's Luo Shu!" Lu Marion remembered it completely and said categorically: "That's a snow mountain... yes, it's called Ji'er Mountain. At that time, the old man cut through his mountain and committed suicide."*
"Suicide?" Ning Jiujiu felt more and more bizarre.
"Marry, you are wrong." Si Ming seemed to understand something: "He did not commit suicide! We all thought that he would definitely die at the time, but now it seems that he is actually..."
"Ascended!" Lu Marian exclaimed and understood.
Ning Jiujiu's pupils shrank, and countless doubts and shocking thoughts came out at once.
Before they could continue their discussion, a white cat ran up to the lake and meowed several times.
"Master is awake."
Si Ming, the only one who understands cat language, said so.
…
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(*1: Chapter 45*2: Chapter 322*3: Chapter 278)
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