Chapter 7 Xu Xian has regrets

The morning of the second day started with Ayan's shrill scratching on the door. Ayan was very angry, angry that Yun Zhongjun and Si Lu slept together without him noticing, so he spent the whole morning waiting for an opportunity to take a few bites of Zhengze. Yun Zhongjun smiled bitterly, Ah Yan, do you know what it feels like to sleep in the same bed with a grown man for a whole night? Let's sleep together for one night with a face that can freeze someone to death ... Damn brotherly love! "Wake up?" Yun Zhongjun asked. "Well. You get up first." Si Lu said from the side of his pillow. "Well, I'm not in a hurry. You can get up first." Yun Zhongjun humbly conceded. Yun Zhongjun and Si Lu lay silently on their backs for a while. "How... do you usually solve the problem?" Si Lu asked . "Uh...touch it?" Yun Zhongjun carefully confessed. "Close your eyes." Si Lu said . "Then you also close your eyes." Yun Zhongjun said. "Yeah." Si Lu responded . After a burst of noise, Yun Zhongjun and Si Lu both let out a sigh of relief, and then they both hurriedly shut up. Yun Zhongjun, who had an amorous expression on his face, looked at Si Lu, who had an amorous expression on his face. There was a sense of embarrassment on both of their faces. As soon as they got up, they quickly turned their backs to each other and cast spells to change into dry underwear. The sound of Ayan scratching the door became louder and louder. Yun Zhongjun transformed into a robe of one color that he brought down to the mortal world, and began to choose today's attire. Si Lu raised his eyebrows at the side. Yun Zhongjun said: "These clothes all look like lake blue, but in fact they are different. I have to change them to suit my daily mood." Yun Zhongjun carefully compared the lake blue robes lined up in the air and picked them. These robes all look the same color as lake blue, but in fact each one has its own uniqueness—— Either the dark lines are different, or the hemming stitches are different, or the color is different. It's all because Yun Zhongjun and the seven fairies spent a long time talking about it, and lost a lot of treasures and colors to make it. Every piece is made. They are all unique to Yun Zhongjun, and they can particularly set off his elegant temperament. "that piece." Yun Zhongjun looked in the direction of Si Lu's finger. The robe embroidered with the dark pattern of a wandering dragon was really good. It perfectly set off his generous mood of descending to the world to succumb to demons today, and revealing his high-spirited and upright mood despite being low-key. Yun Zhongjun put on his clothes in a good mood, raised his head and asked Si Lu, who was still wearing only his underwear: "Xiao Zhengze, don't you change your clothes?" Si Lu waved his hand and a row of cyan robes appeared, all lined up in the air. Yun Zhongjun took a quick look and saw that they were all exactly the same style and cut! "Uh - Xiao Zhengze, you like cyan, so at least you should try a few more styles." Yun Zhongjun suggested carefully. "Trouble." Si Lu said concisely . Yun Zhongjun sighed and secretly determined to help Si Lu beg for more clothes in the future. "I'll wear this." Si Lu suddenly pointed at Yun Zhongjun's clothes and said. Yun Zhongjun turned around and saw that it was his most proud robe of cranes and peaches . He begged the seven fairies for a month to get this dress. Unless he had to stand out, he wouldn't wear it at all. This time he brought it down to earth to make it easier for him to hook up with beautiful women, just in case. Si Lu, this guy, has a vicious eye. "Uh... Xiao Zhengze, my clothes don't fit you well. You see, you brought so many clothes with you to earth..." Yun Zhongjun speculated. "For a change." When Si Lu put on Yun Zhongjun's clothes and looked at himself in the mirror with satisfaction, Yun Zhongjun was calm on the surface but bleeding inside. "Xiao Zhengze, I'm afraid this robe is a bit short. Are you comfortable wearing it?" Yun Zhongjun asked Si Lu as he helped Si Lu tidy up his clothes. Si Lu was taller than him and still wanted to wear his clothes. He was really asking for his own fault. "Very good." Si Lu said . the corner of his robe that barely covered his shoes and socks speechlessly . "The first time I saw you in heaven, you were wearing this." Si Lu suddenly said again. Yun Zhongjun raised his eyes and stared at Si Lu in surprise, and saw some emotions that he couldn't understand in Si Lu's deep eyes. Yun Zhongjun met this gaze and smiled frivolously: "Hey, Xiao Zhengze, you remember it so clearly, could it be that you had your idea in mind from the beginning?" Si Lu looked at him deeply and didn't answer. Ayan had already started smashing the door with his body outside. When Yun Zhongjun and Si Lu tidied up their appearance, opened the door and walked out together, Jiang Nu and Ayan who were waiting outside the door were stunned. "Yun Zhongjun, if I remember correctly, this dress on Si Lu is probably your favorite..." Jiang Nu's tone was ambiguous. "Ahem, um, Xiaozheng wants to borrow it to wear, just to wear..." Yun Zhongjun was embarrassed. "Oh~~" Jiang Nu trailed off with a long final sound, and went downstairs with unknown meaning. Ayan opened his two small front paws and angrily threw himself at Si Lu 's clothes. Yun Zhongjun hurriedly pulled it away and pressed its little fat paws hard - Ah Yan, those are your master's most precious clothes. You can go back and wait for Si Lu to take off his clothes. You can scratch him now. Just be patient for now. Si Lu flicked the corner of his robe and walked downstairs refreshed. After everyone had breakfast, Jiang Nu did not immediately go to yesterday 's restaurant, but took them to a nunnery on a mountain outside the city. As soon as Yun Zhongjun climbed up the nunnery mountain, he was shocked by the endless apricot blossom forest in front of him . Long prayer messages are hung all over the branches. With the spring breeze, the falling snow-white petals are dancing in red strips. The earnest prayers of men and women are flying all over the mountain. The small nunnery is hidden deep in the apricot forest, with a corner exposed. Si Lu's face had been dark and dark from the moment he stepped into this nunnery. Jiang Nu's cold eyes swept around, and she sighed in frustration. "Did the donor come to fulfill his wish?" A lady in plain robes came up to him and offered the gift. Jiang Nu shook her head. "It seems that the wish has not come true." The sister-in-law said. Jiang Nu smiled bitterly: "It's just a delusion." "Every thought has its own cause and effect. Donors don't have to be persistent." The sister-in-law put her hands together and bowed. Jiang Nu nodded and murmured: "I didn't expect that more than a thousand years later, this small nunnery would still be there." "The nunnery is remote. For thousands of years, except for pilgrims who occasionally go to the mountain to worship, no one has visited it." The sister-in-law was a mortal, but she had a somewhat mundane temperament. "It's a pity that the tree and the creed are no longer there..." Goddess Jiang looked panicked. "Which creed is the donor talking about?" The sister-in-law said and turned back to the Buddhist nunnery. After a while, she came out with a prayer creed and handed it to Jiang Nu. Jiang Nu unfolded the creed, and when she saw the beautiful little words on it, tears filled her eyes. "I hope that we can grow old together hand in hand, and we can't be together more than Naihe Bridge. Xu Xian, Bai Suzhen." With what kind of affection did Jiang Nu and Xu Xian firmly write these fourteen-word oaths thousands of years ago? A sudden wind blew down a forest of apricot blossoms. The fiery red creed, carrying the oath of immortality for thousands of years, turned into ashes in Jiang Nu's hands and dispersed into the dust. In the mortal eyes of my aunt, there is no ripples or waves : "This creed has waited until its owner has reached its end. The cause and effect is over, and the poor nun retires." Yun Zhongjun watched in surprise as the lady in plain clothes disappeared into the air in an instant. "My obsession has turned into my soul and transcended reincarnation." Si Lu sighed softly . The sky that was about to clear up suddenly started to rain. "Let's go." Jiang Nu turned around. Walking past a tall apricot tree, Yun Zhongjun glanced at a creed. There was no word on it, only two names arranged neatly: Ji Chengyan and Du Boan . Although the glyphs of these two names are the same, upon closer inspection, they were written by two people. Yun Zhongjun's heart moved slightly. He looked up and saw Si Lu standing in front of him, staring intently . The wind blew up the corners of his clothes and made him feel lonely, as if thousands of years ago, Yun Zhongjun had also been there somewhere. At this moment, across the fierce breeze of heaven and earth, I looked at him deeply... With a strange voice in his mind, Yun Zhongjun followed everyone away in the sky. The group of people were relatively speechless but arrived at the restaurant where they were yesterday. Today, the sad and lingering song "The Legend of the White Snake" is still performed in the museum. The melodious song is heard in the ears with the gentle spring rain, and the city is full of lingering sadness. Jiang Nu sat down at yesterday's seat, lowered her head and calmly watched the man on the stage singing softly. The man's eyes were as bright as smoke, and he was worried and resentful , but Yun Zhongjun only felt it was ironic—— It was obvious that Bai Suzhen should be the one who should be worried and blamed , so why should he worry? Xu Xian was singing on the stage, but his watery eyes kept glancing somewhere down the stage. Following his gaze, Yun Zhongjun saw a beautiful and heroic woman dressed in men's clothing. "this……" Yun Zhongjun guessed that this woman was probably the immortal who had gone through tribulations and was romantically involved with the reincarnation of Xu Xian. He glanced at Jiang Nu, but saw that she was silent and only looked at the flirtatious woman downstairs. of two people. "Okay, you sing very well! Come on, little beauty, come here and let me touch you." The fat, white man in the audience was already drunk and reached out to grab the ankle of Xu Xian on the stage. Xu Xian took a few steps back and continued singing lyrics. Seeing that Xu Xian ignored him, the man twisted his fat body and climbed onto the stage, going to catch Xu Xian menacingly. Xu Xian skillfully dodged and kept singing the lyrics. "Why are you so pretentious! There are many people in the audience like you who have never slept together! Come here and let me love you well." The man breathed heavily, smiled lustfully and was about to hug Xu Xian. Everyone in the audience cheered and applauded. Xu Xian's handsome face flushed, and he continued to walk and act while holding back tears . The heroic woman in the crowd angrily held down the sword hidden at her waist, ready to be used at any time. "Pa--" There was a crisp sound, and the celadon wine glass in Jiang Nu's hand was slowly put down. In an instant, it turned into a pile of powder, and the remaining wine mixed with the powder dripped down. "Little beauty, I just like your arrogant temperament. Come on, give me a hug!" The man hugged the thin Xu Xian into his arms. Xu Xian finally stopped singing and beat the strong man in front of him with all his strength: "Let go, let me go! Dad, Dad!" Xu Xian urgently called the bustard who was guarding the audience . But the man on the stage obviously had some identity, and the madam just stood aside, motionless. "Oh, Mr. Liansheng, just follow Master Zhang. How can we watch the show if you are so coquettish on the stage ... " "This little boy is really stubborn. He has slept with everyone since he opened his bud, and yet he still pretends to be so aloof. It seems so pretentious." "What do you know? This is called refusing to welcome, sentiment, do you understand? Haha——" The laughter in the audience grew louder and louder, and Xu Xian 's handsome face, painted with oil paint and theatrical makeup, had been cut with fine lines by tears. The heroic woman in the crowd was about to draw her sword and come to the stage. "Whoosh——" there was a dark sound, and the fat man on the stage who had just been restraining Xu Xian suddenly let go of his hand. "Who! Who dares to sneak attack on me!" The man looked around and became furious. "Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh -" there were several more dark sounds, and the man was beaten so hard that he ran away with his head in his arms. In his haste, he actually lost his footing and fell off the stage and fainted . "Master, Master—" The servants who had been standing silently with their hands down in the audience screamed and hurriedly carried the man out of the restaurant. Xu Xian raised his head and looked in the direction of Jiang Nu, who hid her face in the darkness. After adjusting her clothes, make-up and hair, Xu Xian sang gracefully again . Everyone in the audience held their breath and watched the show quietly. Only the heroic woman in the crowd looked directly in Jiang Nu's direction with a deep gaze. After singing the song, Jiang Nu called the bustard to find the "Xu Xian" and went upstairs to listen. That "Xu Xian" climbed up the stairs and entered the elegant room. He leaned down and bowed elegantly, saying: "Nu Liansheng has met all the guests." "Liansheng, do you still recognize me?" Jiang Nu asked suddenly, with a trace of unexpected expectation hidden in her burning eyes. Liansheng raised his head and looked at Jiang Nu carefully, his eyes were a little confused, and after a moment he smiled and said: "Xu Shinu has a poor memory and doesn't remember much about our guest. I hope my guest will forgive me." There were tears in Jiang Nu's eyes: "Okay, this is the best... Yun Zhongjun, I'm afraid I won't need this mirror anymore, so I'll give it to you as a gift. I hope everything goes well for you." Jiang Nu took out the six-viewing mirror from her sleeve and handed it to Yun Zhongjun. Yun Zhongjun was surprised to see Jiang Nu's eyes filled with tears that were about to fall down. "Liansheng, I will help you redeem your life today, so you can settle down with your beloved Qiu, and don't do this kind of business again." Jiang Nu smiled and said slowly to Liansheng. Before the astonished Liansheng could say her thanks, Jiang Nu stood up and strode out. "The Naihe bridge has become a strange road, and Po Meng forgets all her worries after a bath - good, very good! Haha! Pfft -" A mouthful of blood burst out from Jiang Nu's mouth, but she didn't wipe it away. She just laughed and walked out of the building, disappearing into the vast sea of people in an instant. Yun Zhongjun turned to look at Liansheng, who was standing there. He looked thoughtfully at Jiang Nu's leaving figure. That handsome figure was hidden in the darkness of the morning light, as cold and lonely as the person left at the end of the song. A small acacia bean, covered with red light that mortals could not see, slowly flew from Liansheng's heart and fell into Zhengze's hands. "The lover's eternal love can be obtained like this." Si Lu said . Yun Zhongjun was also surprised - a heartless and heartless person can actually have eternal love? Si Lu looked at Yun Zhongjun's shocked look and sighed coldly: "White Snake has hatred, how can he know that Xu Xian has no regrets?" After saying that, he walked away, and Yun Zhongjun hurriedly followed him. "Come to Yuelao Temple, he will decide whether a man marries a woman or not. He begs Yuelao from across the lake. A long-distance marriage depends on the red silk..." The lingering singing gradually fades away. When we first saw the West Lake, on the broken bridge, wasted time. Who and whose time is it?