My name is Lan Qiaoyue, but everyone likes to call me a little bit. Wandering in the huge Beijing, sing my own songs in the constant feasting and feasting. I am a singer, a beautiful singer with purple eyes.
If the old surname Jianghu noticed my glamorous pair of purple pupils, if they had the courage to ask about my family background, I am afraid that everyone would be surprised at my origin. That's right, I am the princess of the Gu Sect, the most mysterious and unpredictable Gu Sect in the Outer Eight Lines. And these purple pupils are a gift from heaven, the soul-catching purple pupils that have never been seen in a thousand years.
The elder in Gu Sect told me that a child with a purple pupil will absorb the essence of Yimeng Mountain's flowers and plants during the fetal period. My birth was indeed extraordinary. The moonlight was so fascinating that night, the stars were dim, and the brilliance sprinkled on my mother, illuminating the path of my life. It's a pity that I don't just absorb the essence of flowers and plants and the aura of heaven and earth, but my mother's vitality is also drained by me. I can only look at my mother's face over and over again in the information left by the Gu Sect, and hypnotize myself with purple pupils. I like to sink myself into a dream, where I can see my mother.
Purple pupil is an artifact that has been passed down from Gu Sect for thousands of years. My pedigree and talent have destined my loneliness. Since I was young, no children have been willing to play with me. I believe their parents have told them that I will inadvertently let them lose themselves if I cannot control the power of the soul. Except for the elder who taught me illusion and Gu art, I could hardly find anyone to talk to me.
My father is the master of Gu sect. Today, when the outer eight lines are withered, he needs to do his best to maintain Gu sect's livelihood. Sometimes he can spare time to walk around in my small courtyard, just a quick glance. The young and old in the door call me the young sect master, but I know that they just use me as a weapon to revive the Gu Sect.
Used to loneliness, accustomed to indifferent and awe-inspiring eyes, accustomed to the illusion classics that a person can never finish reading in the library, accustomed to eating and playing alone, until I carry my bag and go down the mountain to experience and leave a person. The Yimeng Mountain area where I live has come to a prosperous metropolis.
Fortunately, although I am a family member of Wuxueshi in Waibaxing, I am not out of touch with the world. At least I can sing and sing a lot of nice love songs. The owner of the bar always said that there is a kind of sorrow in my singing, but I don't understand love, but I can always sing a love song in my own style, and then the whole bar is silent. Emotional injuries can always evoke painful memories of everyone, so spirits sell very well.
Sing in a bar at night, live in a rented apartment, go out during the day to see the busyness that belongs to Beijing, I always wonder why no one wants to stop and see the magnificent sky and busy life What is it for
I met Feng on an occasional encounter in the underground passage. He invited me to drink blueberry juice. He treated me as a child. In fact, I had been away from home for more than half a year at that time. But I'm not used to being busy, I like others to listen to me singing.
Maybe I really don't know what love is, but I fell in love with this sunny and melancholy big boy, I only know his name is Feng. It's a pity that the god of destiny seems to like to tease a girl who is emotional, and I waited for five years to meet Feng again. It may be because of the joys, sorrows, sorrows, sorrows and joys in the world, or the missing of this man who has only met once. My life has changed drastically. Dian Dian always smiles, Dian Dian still likes to sing.
Gu Sect's mental method is based on understanding the human heart, but fortunately I have purple pupils. I can clearly identify the desires in everyone's heart. The colors of people's hearts are very mixed, just like a complex city, colorful. I have tasted the warmth and coldness of the world during the years I have been practicing under the mountain. The heart of a girl has become quiet, and the originally enchanting purple pupil has become introverted. Although I am still a child, it is a lake without compromise.
In fact, in my opinion, the arena is just a description in everyone's mind. Everyone's pursuit and style are different, and their positioning is also different. The arena has always been there, but the hearts of the people are constantly changing. An indifferent person wraps his soul with spikes, rejecting everyone who walks into his spiritual world, his cold expression is actually his poor protective layer, and the weaker the heart, the more indifferent the person looks. It's a pity that there are more and more people like this. Everyone likes to wrap themselves in a heavy barrier, hurting others and isolating themselves.
Of course, the arena is not only indifferent. Desire is always the theme of the arena. The colors of power, money, beauty and desire are always bright and jumping. They are the energy for their actions. Unfortunately, these people are always busy and ignore the roadside. The most pure scenery.
Of course, there are still many people’s hearts that I can’t see clearly. For example, Feng, there are only large seas of clouds in Feng’s heart, and occasional sunlight through the gaps, although simple but incomprehensible, this may be the melancholy in his smile and his true willingness. , Taking on the responsibilities that do not belong to him, and carrying the hope of the whole arena.
I like to trace the heart of a child the most, pure white, like a spotless snowy field, only a child’s world is simple, every newborn is like a piece of white paper, it depends on who will write his life. .
When I returned to Gu Sect, my father happened to be there. I told him that I wanted to bring some anger to this lifeless school. My father didn’t seem to be surprised by my change, but he pointed to the majestic mountains behind him, “Yimeng Mountain has been It’s been there for thousands of years. The Gu Sect is the guardian of Yimeng Mountain, the belief of Yimeng Mountain, and it will never become a Gu Sect, but ourselves."
My father told me that not everyone has the ability to change a sect and change a society, or that even with this ability, it is extremely difficult to fulfill one's own wishes. Change itself is going against the trend. Such ability is almost magical. .
"Perhaps someone can change this declining rivers and lakes." My father looked at the distant mountains and he was born, "There was a long-term extinct son of a thousand families on the rivers and lakes. Mr. Li Wencai's character is still vivid in my eyes. It's a pity, a pity."
Of course I know the name Li Wencai. He is the myth of the rivers and lakes. He has kept the door of Long Shuo by himself, and has won peace for the rivers and lakes for decades. "But Mr. Li has already driven Hexi?"
"It is rumored that Mr. Li left behind a disciple. Now he is entrenched in City A. There is a very resounding name called Dai Junchou." It turned out that Dai Junchou was a disciple of Mr. Li. I also heard about it in Jianghu Teahouse when I was in Beijing. After this name, people in the rivers and lakes always admire him when they mention him. After all, guarding a city is not an easy task.