Then say you can't make wine! My Hundred Flowers! "
"drunkard."
The word was light and faint, rewinding a little pampering. It turned out that there was really someone in the room. What surprised me was that the voice was low and it was obviously a man.
"Wood..."
"Um?"
"Aren't you in charge of herbs? Go and see which fairy grass can cure his amnesia. He is my friend, and he is not a bad person, but he is usually a bit cold."
"Um."
One hundred and seven turned out to be a young lady
Why did the more I listened, the more I felt that the person Huashen said was referring to me? After all, the one who wanted to go to the river of oblivion was himself.
The conversation in the room stopped, and the cranes outside the room were flying around idly, maybe I was tired from flying and took a rest, I was originally looking at those flowers, but then I got tired of looking at them, and slowly shifted my eyes to the flowers. The crane on the roof, after a while, the door opened with a "squeak", accompanied by a strong scent of flowers.
"Eh? Gu Luan, when did you come here? Why don't you come in and have a sit?" The one who opened the door was the Flower God, and the eyes met with shock.
"Just came."
To come in and wait without the permission of the master, no matter how you say it, you are rude.
Huashen smiled, as if suddenly thinking of something, "How did you know the way to Huashen's Mansion? Could it be, Guluan, you are all saluted?!"
"I searched for them one by one." I told the truth, not surprised to see the smile froze on the corner of Huashen's lips.
After a while, the flower god sighed, his eyes full of disappointment, "Oh, I thought you remembered, then my altar of hundred flower brewing wine will be taken care of." He looked behind and pulled the cold-faced man standing behind him. The man pointed at me happily: "Wu Mu, look, this is the Guluan Xingjun I mentioned, how about it? Doesn't he look pretty good?"
The black-haired, white-clothed man glanced at me, hummed lightly, and said nothing.
Seemingly used to seeing him like this, the flower god introduced to me again, "Gu Luan, this is my sweetheart, Immortal Baicao, hey, Mu Mu is like this, don't be as knowledgeable as him. "
"Huh? Sweetheart?" Did I hear something I shouldn't have heard
To put it bluntly, the immortals are all ruthless and unintentional people, but there is such a thing as a sweetheart, could it be... ? Aren't they looking for death? !
Sigh, forget it, it's my turn to take care of other people's affairs, I'd better take care of myself before talking about it, as if I've never heard of what I said just now.
"It's the kind of relationship you're thinking about," Huashen smiled wildly, and said again, "I know Guluan, you won't betray my friend, so it's okay to tell you, anyway, you will remember it when you remember it." Get up, after all I have mentioned this wood in your ear no less than a hundred times."
No less than a hundred times? Uh... this flower god is really.
"Mu Mu, you don't know how to talk while standing here, why don't you go and see if there is any fairy grass that can cure his amnesia."
Immortal Baicao listened, hooked his lips in annoyance, nodded and disappeared in the same place, and the flower god was still foolishly looking at the place where Baicao disappeared, giggling non-stop, I don't want to disturb him. Interested, he looked at the stone bench beside him and sat down.
After a while, he came back to his senses, suddenly felt impolite, blushed immediately, laughed dryly twice, and then said: "Gu Luan, what are you doing here when you have nothing to do? Could it be that there is some fairy art that you don't understand?"
I shook my head and got straight to the point: "No, I came here to get some Baihualu. There are records in the book on how to brew the Baihuaniang you mentioned. Baihualu is an essential thing, oh, and Tianshan Spring. "It's really troublesome, but if you agree, you agree, and you can't go back on your word.
The flower god was stunned when he heard it, and after a while, he clutched his belly and laughed until the flower branches trembled, "Guluan, Guluan, you still haven't remembered everything, so you despise me, the dew of the flowers in the flower god's mansion. Well, I still remember that you had to travel thousands of miles to the mortal world to get the Hundred Flowers Dew, why don’t you want it here, but today... Whew... no, no, you should go to the mortal world to get the Hundred Flowers Dew as usual, to avoid it , my Baihua Niang is not as good as before."
Hearing these words, my old face blushed again and again unconsciously. I want to brew wine that I have never made with good intentions, but I am so picky. Who the hell is this!
"Hey, it's alright, alright, Gu Luan is the most magnanimous in his life, don't worry about it like a little fairy like me, hurry up and go while the Jade Emperor is still going down, or it won't be good if it's too late." Laughing.
I nodded half understanding: "Farewell."
The Flower God chuckled: "Let's go, let's go down to the mortal world, so be careful. Recently, the Jade Emperor has passed through the catastrophe, and the demon world is about to move around. They are about to invade my fairy world, so you'd better be careful," as he was about to go out. He took my arm again, stopped my way, and said with a straight face, "How did you learn from the blue book I gave you?"
"Seven seven eight eight." I said.
"Then... go back to your house?"
Relying on my memory, I also twirled the finger formula in a decent manner, murmuring in my mouth, but I didn't expect that it would be done the first time I used it, just closing my eyes and opening my eyes, I was in the same position as the Flower God. The location was changed to his own deserted house.
Flower God squinted his eyes and looked around, then smiled appreciatively, and patted me on the shoulder: "That's not bad, a child can be taught~ In this way, if you encounter a monster with malicious intentions, don't say hit it, That's enough for escaping."
"..."
"Hurry up while it's still early." Flower God urged with a smile.
I sighed and thought I was unlucky and went to Nantianmen. Fortunately, I was as lax as the Flower God said. This down-to-earth feeling is really good.
The clouds are swaying in the sky with the breeze, and the birds are chirping. Although they are noisy, but today, it is much better than the crane that does not cry half a sound. The green forest is lush, the grass is soft, and the wind is blowing. If you are lucky, you can stay here forever. How nice it would be to avoid the troubles of the world and find a quiet place to live in.
Speaking of a quiet place, I think of the place I found by accident after I accidentally fell off the cliff. It is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and under the deep blue sky, the green grass is also very fresh and tender, and there are some colorful and unknown wild flowers on it. , Thinking of this, I thought of the long and leisurely sound of the piano, and the person playing the piano, Gu Qingheng. Naturally, when I think about it, I can't help but feel a little sad. Thinking about it, it's really amazing that I can become a fairy with my six faculties not clean.
Forget it, anyway, I came down to get the dew of flowers. Now that the sun is shining brightly, there will be no morning dew. I might as well follow my memory and look for the paradise under the cliff.
I should be lucky, following my memory, I did find that cliff, but there was a slight change from usual. Although the trees were still there, they were no longer the same, and there might not be any tigers appearing.
Alas, everything has changed, but I'm still delusional, everything stays the same and hasn't changed.
"Help... help! Is there anyone, help me!!"
The cries for help startled the birds that were resting on the branches into the air, scared the little beasts to flee in all directions, and made a screeching sound come from one direction. Judging from the previous experience on the battlefield, it is reckoned to be coming. I have killed several people, but listening to those intermittent laughing and cursing, he is not a good person, and listening to his tone, it is very possible that he is a bandit or something.
I followed the sound, and what I saw was the cliff that I was so familiar with. At this moment, a man dressed as a scholar was holding a pitifully small tree with one hand, and the Guqin in his arms with the other. I was afraid that the piano would fall off the cliff and break it, my complexion was gray, I was afraid that I would fall, and I groped around again, until there were several deep blood holes on my white arms, and blood streaks flowed out from inside, and then dripped. .
Could it be that he appeared here to avoid those bandits? He accidentally fell off the cliff. Fortunately, a small tree grew on the edge of the cliff, and he was lucky not to fall off the cliff just now. Tian's several calls for help should have attracted all the bandits who were looking for him.
Seeing that he opened his mouth, as if he was about to call for help again, I covered his mouth with my hands. His eyes widened in shock, but I ignored them, and only listened carefully to the distant voices. I changed the direction, and then pulled him up, but standing on the cliff, he didn't care about etiquette, and just looked at me blankly, still looking terrified.
After a while, I just pointed at me tremblingly, and I frowned when I saw it, suddenly thought of something ridiculous, and sure enough, "Damn it!"
Really, is there such a big fuss? I count it as his savior, so rude.
Tsk, but he heard the words that he had found it from a distance, so it was likely that his scream just now had attracted the bandit who was about to leave just now.
really,,
The sound of Xixisuosuo was approaching, I lost my figure, and the trees and weeds covering the path were pulled away, and a few people dressed as servants appeared from there, and I just woke up, if it wasn't for some naughty son from this family , I don’t want to stay at home, but I want to hang out, tsk, I was wrong.
However, it doesn't seem to be what I thought,
The scholar-like person turned pale. Seeing the approaching person, he could barely back away, not afraid of another accidental slip and fall.
The leader of that compartment frowned: "Boy, don't even think about running away. Since you've already been sold there, why are you pretending to be noble? Go back with your brothers to pick up the guests, and live a good life with delicious food and spicy food in the future." Have more, otherwise, you will suffer!"
Tsk tsk, what kind of trouble is this? Forced into prostitution? Hey, my eyes are no longer as blurry as usual, this person is clearly a man, how do I receive guests
Could it be... ahem, he can't be from that place, can he? Uh, it shouldn't be, probably I was wrong...
As a result, yes,
The man gritted his teeth, and hugged the guqin in his arms a little tighter: "No matter what, Xiaosheng will never do such a dirty thing! Even if he dies, Xiaosheng will never go back to the South Pavilion!"
Tsk, that's true, I really didn't expect that, but what he said was quite solid, and looking at his face, peach blossom eyes and willow eyebrows, straight nose, light pink lips, if it weren't for that down-and-out scholar who dressed up Ten's beauty, it's no wonder those people chased from the south hall to such a remote place.
"Dirty things? You don't even think about who sold you here. People who are famous far and wide, I don't know how many times you have done the dirty things you said with that person!" The person in the lead looked contemptuous.
"If you didn't look like this, we wouldn't waste our time talking to you here!" The other person compounded, and the scholar-like person was so ashamed and angry, his face turned red and white, so wonderful, with a guqin in his arms Unconsciously, he hugged him a little tighter.
One hundred and eight monsters
Seeing those people walking towards the front, the scholar panicked and backed away again and again, he didn't realize that he was already on the edge of the cliff, his feet slipped, he only screamed in panic, he fell back and fell down.
Looking at this bottomless cliff, I'm afraid I'll be smashed to pieces if I fall off. I don't know him well, so it's better for me not to interfere in his affairs.
When those people saw it, they had to use their own mothers to speak, and after swearing at the ground, they went back the same way, presumably they were going back to the South Hall for a business trip.
I don’t know if the person who fell just now fell to his death, I’ll go down and see, if not, I remember there is a house under the cliff, I can take him there to recuperate his wounds, anyway, I want to gather flowers and morning dew, and it’s rare to find a good one If the opportunity comes down to the mortal world, don't be in a hurry. If he falls to his death just like that, I'll just bury him. It's not right to leave a corpse outside in the sun and rain, isn't it
So, I still went down the cliff, the man fell from the cliff and was already lying on the ground, the green grass and wild flowers on it were smashed so hard that he couldn’t see his original shape. Fortunately, the scholar didn’t fall into anything, his head was broken and blood was flowing , the beige robe on his body is also in tatters, I think it was scratched on the cliff when he fell off the cliff, but this man is very lucky. Inhale, just passed out, this appearance is not very different from the time I fell off the cliff.
Only compared with the guqin beside him that was held tightly in his arms, he was really lucky. The guqin was broken into pieces, so it was probably useless. Thinking about his actions just now, he guessed that the guqin would be used for a long time. It is extremely precious to him, but now it is broken, I don't know how he will feel when he wakes up.
Then, I carried the man to the dilapidated thatched hut that hadn’t been lived in for a long time. With a wave of my sleeves, the dusty hut looked brand new. I put him on the bed, and fetched some water from a mountain spring not far away. , simply gave him some herbs that could stop the bleeding, and when he had nothing to do, he picked up the remains of the guqin under the cliff.
Tsk, I'm interested to see what kind of expression he will have when he wakes up after falling like this.
Alas, I just undressed him, the most serious injury on his body has reached the bones, although he is alive now, but I don't know if this herbal medicine can cure him, if he sleeps until tomorrow night and doesn't wake up, I'm afraid that I will never wake up in this life.
I wanted to pour a cup of tea to drink, but the teapot was in my hand. I just remembered that now is not the past. Back then, there was still one person guarding here, so I could drink warm tea, listen to leisurely piano music, and Seeing his angry appearance, being able to hear his deliberately distant words, being able to watch him wake up from a dream, being able to... well, now, it is no longer what it used to be.
Sitting on the side with nothing to do, waiting for the moon to set and the sun to rise, the morning dew jumped on the petals, so I could pick some back, but it was too quiet, listening to the faint cry of the bird, my eyes wandered and looked at the lying on the ground again. The scholar on the couch vaguely looked like I was back in the past, with a somewhat silly appearance, living under this cliff with Qing Heng, always like to hold him behind him when he is concentrating on playing the piano, always like to say something : "I'm going to hide you in a place where no one can find it but me and you."
I also like to ask stupidly: "You will stay with me under the cliff for the rest of your life, and you won't go anywhere, okay?"
okay? I remember, at that time, Qing Heng stopped playing the piano, stroked my hand around his waist with one hand, smiled elegantly, and it was just a smile.
I still remember that I like to pretend to be stupid and call Qing Heng Si Ran. I know that Qing Heng is Qing Heng. Although he looks very similar to Si Ran, he is not Si Ran, but I insist on being stubborn. To deceive myself by taking him as Si Ran, maybe it also hurt his heart at the same time. I vaguely remember that when I call him Si Ran, he always likes to lower his eyes and let the long eyelashes cover his eyes. I kept everything in my eyes, and never said anything.
Ah, but I forgot, what he said, he is not Siran, after all, I have never had him in my heart, after all, he is just the shadow of Siran, after all, he carried the burden, or left me Gone, just in a hurry, never heard, I called his name, thinking of the lost Si Ran, in the end, I didn’t know whether it was Si Ran or Qing Heng in my mind, I only knew that at that time, lying on the ground The self on the ground dropped something that shouldn't have fallen from his eyes, crying like a child.
Thinking about it now, I have never been able to see through his mind, I don’t know whether his original infatuation is true or not, and I don’t know which sentence is true and which is false in what he said to me before...
Don't say anything else, as long as I have a place for you in my heart
I can still vividly remember everything that happened in the palace that day. He stabbed so hard with that sword. I don’t know where he, who is usually gentle and refined, got the strength to pierce my chest with a sword. I know, I know Everything he does is to protect the emperor. After all, I am a treacherous minister who pretends to kill Feng Yin. How can a loyal minister like him allow me to do anything to Feng Yin
But, I don't understand why he would say that! Disgusting... It turns out that everything I did to him was disgusting to him. It turns out that everything is my self-righteousness. It turns out... He has never had feelings for me, never.
After that day, he should grow old together with Qinglian, and he should be very happy... It's just me, unwilling, oh, that's all, what if unwilling, what belongs to me, belongs to me after all, not mine, after all, I want not coming.
Before I knew it, I was fascinated by looking at the face of the person on the couch. In a daze, with some reluctance and nostalgia, I supported that person's face.
Suddenly, the man's eyelashes trembled, and then they opened slowly, looking around, I actually regarded him as Qing Heng, for a moment I forgot to draw back the hand that was still caressing his face, only He looked for the expression that would appear in the past in his eyes, but naturally, he found nothing.
It was the scholar who came back to his senses first, staring at me with wide-eyed eyes, his face turned pale again in an instant, his lips trembled, and he still tremblingly spat out the words stuck between his lips.
"Yes... yes... there are ghosts! Help... help!!"
When I came back to my senses, I withdrew my hand in a daze, not knowing whether to laugh or cry, and after being very playful, I pursed my lips: "Where is the ghost?"
The scholar is indeed a scholar, and he is undoubtedly a nerd if he is stupefied in reading. You can tell by looking at him, "Eh? Aren't you a ghost? Could it be that you are not? No, Xiaosheng obviously saw you suddenly appear..." The scholar blinked suspiciously Blinking, a little confused.
"I'm not a ghost, I'm a demon." Looking at his thoughtful expression, I said again, "A demon is just... a demon, ahem, have you heard of it?"
After a while, he just came to his senses belatedly, but he stuttered again: "Yaoyao...you...youkai! Ah... Brother youkai, don't eat me, I don't have much meat."
He was choked by these words, but at least he didn't call himself Xiaosheng anymore, and it didn't sound awkward just now, which is gratifying.
I thought that humans and animals were harmless and smiled, then softened my voice: "Who told you that monsters have to eat people?"
"My mother said that the monsters in the mountains eat people and don't spit out bones." Before he finished speaking, he looked deathly, "Brother Monster, if you really want to eat me, please only eat meat and not bones, and take away my leftovers." Bone back to my hometown, and buried next to my mother's grave, so that I can be filial to her in the underworld."
Tsk tsk... still a filial son, but how come I haven't heard of this monster who can eat people without spitting out bones
Thinking of this, I moved closer to him to let her see that I could see more carefully: "Look carefully, am I scary?"
The person who was so startled by such an action and wanted to move a little bit into the couch touched the wound on his body, the pain wrinkled his handsome and gentle face into a bitter gourd. He had no choice but to look at me squarely. After a while, his cheeks turned red. This made me feel that he was actually a girl disguised as a man, and those people just wanted to take him back to the brothel, not the men's hall.
"No... not scary."
"Hey, don't make trouble, what I said just now is just a joke, don't take it seriously, I am not a monster, so I won't eat you naturally, just ask, the monster you said cannibalize people but not spit bones. Saving people?" The words made sense, the man thought about it for a while, and he really wasn't afraid.
I changed the subject again, but I obviously forgot that I saw that his body was a man, not a woman: "Girl, how do you feel about the injury now? If it's serious, I'd better go get you a doctor."
He froze, blushing, and then he looked like a sergeant who could be killed and could not be humiliated, which made people laugh: "Engong, don't make fun of me anymore, I am a man, not a woman."
"Then why are you blushing?" I originally said this to myself in my heart, but I didn't want someone to say it casually without paying attention.
"You..." He said nothing for a long time, and I laughed out loud, his face turned red again, probably out of embarrassment and anger.
Afterwards, he said that his body was fine, and he would be fine just lying down and resting for a few days, so he didn't need to worry about it. After a long while, I stopped talking to him, and after a while, he finally spoke: "Xiaosheng Gu Xiran , unknown taboo?"
It's a pity, a pity... a good name.
I can't use the original name, but I should know that I have entered the fairy class, and I should also abandon the past, although it is difficult, "You can just call me Gu Luan."
Gu Xiran was startled when he heard that: "Gu Luan?" Then he smiled wryly, "Engong, if you don't want to say your real name, how can you say these two characters?"
I was also helpless: "Oh, although the word Guluan is inappropriate, I am really Guluan. I was born with this name. What can I do?"
When the words fell, he didn't reply anymore, looking at the appearance, he thought that my name was fake or not real, it didn't matter, the so-called fake is also true when it is true.
"Unfortunately... Do you like the piano very much? I don't know how you talk. I haven't listened to the piano for a long time. I really want to listen to the next one."
One hundred and nine ordinary stories
When it came to playing the piano, he seemed to remember the guqin that he had been holding in his arms all the time. He looked around, and finally looked at me, with doubts and worries in his eyes: "Gu Luan, have you seen me?" Is my qin gone? It's the one I've been holding all this time... "
"I've seen it." Afraid to cover his sight, I moved away and sat somewhere else, and pointed to the square table, "Did you see it? The...qin on that table."
Sure enough, he looked at the qin-like object that fell there, and his eyes widened, filled with pain inside. It seems that the qin should be very important to him, right
"How could it be, how could it be... like this..." Gu Xiran murmured, staring at the dilapidated guqin with vacant eyes, and never left for a moment.
Tsk, at such a high place, it's hard not to break it, I really don't understand, it's obviously a man, why did he have red eyes, like a girl.
"Gu Luan... can I ask you?" A moment later, Gu Xiran's empty eyes moved to me again, and after I nodded blankly, he said again, "Please, take that qin to repair it, Can you?"
build? It's broken like that, can it be fixed
"Then Qin is very important to you?" I avoided his question and said without words.
"That's what he gave me... as a token of love." His eyes were wandering and he didn't know where to look, but the smile on his lips seemed to be recalling some beautiful past.
"Her?" I'm afraid it's been quiet for many years, and I'm intrigued, "If it's a girl, I'm afraid she's sitting in a deep boudoir, waiting for you to marry Xi Ran, then, how could you..." Be sold? Or men's hall or something...
He went to give a wry smile, and only shook his head: "No, the person who made love to me is a man, not a girl from any family." I was choked by these words, and I couldn't sort out my thoughts for a long time, but Gu Xiran Apparently he didn't care about this, his eyes looked far past me and looked into the distance, "I knew him a long time ago...Gu Luan, do you think I'm...disgusting?"
"Where is it?" I was shocked by this sentence and quickly waved my hands and smiled. If I felt disgusted, wouldn't it be even more disgusting for me who have liked men in these lifetimes
Gu Xiran smiled elegantly: "Gu Luan, do you want to hear the story between me and him?"
I nodded, hearing the word come out of my mouth, and he said: "Actually, this is just an ordinary story. It is ordinary, and it cannot be more ordinary."
"I met him in the south of the Yangtze River. Originally, I was just a luthier who played the piano for those high-ranking officials. I met him on a boat with a few officials' children. Although I was separated from him The curtain, but I can still see his handsome face from inside the curtain. There are a few singers sitting beside him like other official children, and he just smiles lightly in the middle of the singers, deliberately avoiding the singers. Ji Ji's movements, and then he was annoyed, so he simply asked those singers to serve other sons, opened the curtain and sat with me, he talked to me a lot, from his speech and behavior It can be seen that he is a gentleman, and from what he said, his family is in the capital like mine, but his family is a famous family, and his elder brother is an official in the court, and he doesn't like the intrigue in the official circles. I followed my father into business."
Speaking of this, I thought I was a little tired, so after a pause, Gu Xiran spoke slowly again: "After that day, I became friends with him, but it was just that we didn't have a chance. The young master of the official family who had played enough is going back home. I also went back together, but after I went back, I always thought about him and missed him. Fortunately, after a year, I met him again. He was talking to some people, probably on business. Maybe I fell in love with him at that time, and I kept looking at him when I saw him, without moving my eyes away. Later, he saw me too, and smiled at me, and then he and those people After saying something, he came towards me, greeted me when he got behind the curtain, and asked me how I was doing in the days I hadn't seen. In this way, I chatted with him for a long time, and later the person who waited for him Impatient, he was called by those people again, just smiled with me before leaving, let me wait for him there, but waited too long, I actually fell asleep, when I woke up, I saw him His eyes were slightly drunk, his body smelled of alcohol, his face was so red...he...he took me to a guest room, and then...then...I was with him...that...that..."
Speaking of this, Gu Xiran's cheeks were blushing thoroughly, and with that appearance, she might be able to move, and she wished she could pull the quilt over to cover her face.
It’s just that what he said was so soul-stirring and full of emotion that I felt sleepy. Sure enough, it was a story that couldn’t be more ordinary. From what he said, the character of the little girl made people want to laugh, but because of the Gu Xiran's face, I had no choice but to suppress a smile with my shoulders twitching: "Then what?"
"That violin was given to me by him. It turned out that when I was a luthier, he accidentally broke my violin that night when he was drunk, so he bought a new one and gave it to me. He smiled and asked me to keep it safe. He Said it was a token of love he gave me, but," the words hesitated a little, mixed with loneliness and disbelief, "he brought me back to his house, he clearly said that he would never part with me, It turned out that they all lied to me. After a few days, he took me to the south hall, and told me that he was going to marry a wife, so he couldn't keep me, and I was pretty, so it's a pity to lose it like this. How about selling some silver taels... How could he treat me like this? Obviously I trust him so much, obviously I gave him everything I have... It turns out that those vows of eternal love are all fake, huh... huh... all It's fake..."
Hearing his bleak laughter, and the despair of his deceived feelings, I stopped laughing, but feelings are sometimes hard to comfort even myself, and now, let alone comfort others: "Don't be sad , that kind of person, it’s not worth you to feel sorry for him, people, it’s just decades of hard work, why bother yourself? So, you’d better forget about it and start a new life.”
Yes, it’s just a few decades of hard work, so why bother yourself, let alone I’m still a fairy, and there will be a long time to come, so why bother to think about the person who doesn’t belong to me? No, you should forget Yes, what should not be forgotten, let’s forget it all.
Gu Xiran was stunned when he heard this, but then his eyes turned red and he wept silently.
I don’t remember how long he had been crying, and then he stopped crying, sobbing and choking, but the tears were still hanging on his face, and there was no way to wipe them off due to his immobile body. I felt helpless for a while, and I sighed With a sigh, he raised his sleeves and wiped away the tears on his cheeks.
Just looking at the eyes of the qin, he still didn't give up, and after a long while he hesitated and said: "Gu Luan, can you take that qin for repair? I can only play the qin. If I don't have the qin, what should I do?" How to survive…”
"Uh... well, after tonight is over, I'll take that qin to someone to have it repaired, but I don't know if it will be repaired well, after all, that qin... ahem," looking at him staring I couldn't help stroking my forehead with the expectation in my pair of delicate and pitiful eyes, "Forget it, just wait, someday I'll take that piano up the cliff to repair it, and then I'll give it to you."
He smiled: "Thank you Gu Luan."
But I was a little embarrassed, and coughed twice: "Don't be polite to me, first heal your injury, and then you can move and touch the piano again, right?"
He nodded, just a little sleepy, and fell asleep in a daze, I had no choice but to be helpless, but fortunately, the sun and the moon rose, and the time passed before I knew it, and I didn't forget this time I went down to earth For the purpose of going out of the room, fortunately, I saw the morning dew on the wild flowers, so I collected them one by one, and found some common flowers. , and Gu Xiran was still in a deep sleep, I changed some medicinal ingredients for him, put a thin quilt on him, took the piano on the table, and then went back to heaven after reciting the formula.
Different from the mortal world, the sky in Immortal Realm is still sunny, and I can’t see the slightest gloomyness at all. I put the morning dew of hundreds of flowers I picked on the table in my house, and took my zither to find the Flower God. There are more fairy houses, so you should be able to find someone who can repair the piano, right
As a fluke, I followed the memory location to the Flower God's Mansion. This time, the little boy guarding the door didn't stop me, and opened the door for me without saying a word. Fortunately, I entered the Flower God's Mansion I didn't hear any strange voices that I should have heard from the rows of houses. Maybe the Immortal Baicao didn't come. I'm really glad.
Cough cough... The voice heard at that time still makes people blush when they think about it now.
Flower God dressed up as usual, dressed lazily and came out of the door in a bright red dress, with sleepy eyes, I think I just woke up, a pair of eyes with peach blossoms saw me, happy She raised her eyebrows, "Ah, Guluan, you are back, did you finish brewing the flowers? But why haven't I smelled the wine..." The flower god whispered, his heart was full of that Baihuaniang, and the dilapidated violin I was holding in my hand was directly regarded as nothing by him.
He stroked his forehead, and expressed his helplessness: "Flower God, I want to ask you something."
Sure enough, a drunkard or something, in his heart should be other than wine or wine, Huashen didn't expect me to speak like this, slightly startled, then smiled and bent his eyebrows: "It's rare that Gu Luan would ask me for something, just tell me , no matter what, I have to do it."
Hearing what he said, I pulled the corners of my lips, handed out the tattered violin in my hand, and explained under his puzzled eyes: "I'm begging for this violin, I wonder if you can give me this violin?" Qin returned to her usual appearance?"
Huashen looked at the qin, slightly shocked: "You said you want to restore the qin?"
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I nodded: "How?" Could it be impossible
Flower God looked at the Qin and sighed: "Well, it's rare that Gu Luan asks me for something, so I reluctantly agreed."
I stroked my forehead and bowed my hands, "Thank you, I still have something to do, so I'll take my leave first, and I'm troubled by Flower God to fix that piano."
"I don't know how to repair the piano, but the friends I know can." Huashen said these words a little proudly, but seemed to remember something, paused, and said, "You have been in the lower realm for so long, why do you still want to go?" ?”
Long? One day in the sky, one year in the mortal world, and my days in the mortal world are only one day and one night. Calculated by the hours in the sky, at most it is only the time of a cup of tea. How long has it been, really.
"I still have Tianshan Spring to collect in the future, so let's say goodbye."
"What? What did you do when you went there?" Flower God raised her voice behind me and asked, but I just smiled and didn't answer.
Gu Xiran should wake up, I don't know how long it has been since I went to heaven, I don't know if he is hungry, I don't know if he is gone...
Not to mention, when you think about that face again, it really looks the same as Si Ran, could it be that he is Si Ran's reincarnation? Heh... I'm so funny, no matter what Si Ran's appearance, he should be born in a wealthy family, how can he be like Gu Xiran, who can tell that his family is poor at a glance.
I had affection but treated myself a little bit self-sufficiently, closing my disheartened peach blossom eyes, those willow-leaf eyebrows, peach-colored lips, and a shallow smile, isn't it? !
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