The stone bridge illuminates the water and the water illuminates people, making it difficult to meet each other...

The drizzle wets his rough clothes, Dong Yong holds a hosta in his hand and holds a paper umbrella, looking up at the sky quietly, hoping that God will open his eyes, hoping that the fairy in his dream will come back to him, men plowing and women weaving, and chickens and dogs hear each other on the road to Zhuxi Village.

I was looking at the gardenias in front of my house, but the beauty had just begun and suddenly disappeared without a trace.

Ziyi is a fairy, but why should Heaven take her back?

The tea shop outside the town is full of guests, the straw mats are set up to provide shade from the sun and rain, and the aroma of a bowl of crude tea is fragrant.

When the story of Dong Yong marrying a fairy and being captured by the Heavenly Court spread, many bored scholars and scholars gathered in Xixi in nearby counties and prefectures. In addition to being curious, they also wanted to see who was lucky enough to marry a fairy. Occasionally,

He also writes poems and poems to criticize all evil laws of nature.

No one cares about the rules and regulations of heaven, as long as there is something to talk about.

Besides, who knows if heaven really exists.

Drinking tea and drinking in thatched pavilion, servants serving food and drink.

"I don't see how Dong Yong, a commoner farmer, is qualified to win the favor of fairies. If fairies are destined to seek the fate of Hongluan, they should be scholarly scholars like us. He is just suffering from hysteria."

"Brother Huang's words make sense. You and I have been studying hard for more than ten years and have read the past and present. Fairy should care about you and me."

Many high-spirited young people were just jealous. Anyway, they didn't see the fairy. They first degraded Dong Yong into a vulgar person and promoted themselves. The law does not blame others. Anyway, everyone said so.

In the sky and clouds, a certain dragon with excellent hearing curled his lips.

"How come it hasn't frozen to death in the cold window for ten years? It's still not cold enough."

Wave your hands and make waves...

Suddenly, an evil wind blew slanting rain into the tea shop's thatched hut, causing the elegant scholars in long robes to run away and yell, and a certain unlucky guy with a bad mouth fell down and was covered in mud, and he swept the floor gracefully.

Even though he held a paper umbrella, the rain still wet the legs of Dong Yong's shoes and trousers, making him feel wet and cold as if his heart was dead.

if……

How nice it would be to see Ziyi again, even just for a moment...

There is a flower in front of me, and there is a bright glow falling from the clouds in the misty sky, which makes people unconsciously sink into it. The glow is warm, and countless eyes are watching the lonely figure on the mottled stone arch bridge and the beautiful shadow falling from the clouds. Fairy! It is really a fairy descending to earth!

"Purple clothes..."

Calling softly for fear of waking up is a dream.

The colorful silk ribbons and purple skirts danced lightly, and the gods came to the world. The glow gradually faded. Dong Yong saw the familiar face with tears in his eyes. His whole body froze. He didn't wake up until the purple clothes fell on the stone arch bridge. This was not a dream, it was a dream.

real.

The scholars and townspeople were all dumbfounded. They did not expect to see a fairy descending to earth in this small Xixi town.

Bai was sitting on the bow of the boat with his feet hanging out, watching the classic soap opera in boredom. First, he was in disbelief and cried and expressed his heartfelt feelings to each other. Then he threw away the paper umbrella and hugged each other fiercely, unwilling to separate. This is not to brag about the Southern Wilderness. If Bai Bai

Being a director is definitely more sensational, which is where it comes from.

"I shed tears and feel heartbroken first. See, what I said is right."

"The next step should be a deep hug. Look, Ben Long is good at deducing the secrets of heaven and telling fortunes with his fingers. He never lies."

"Oh, the poor poor mandarin duck, this stick of incense is their last time together. Who, yes, it is you, help light the incense to make it moister."

All the heavenly soldiers looked at each other.

"..."

In fact, Moubai was already taking good care of her. After all, he started lighting the incense only after they met and hugged each other. He took advantage of Tian Tiao's loophole to get more time for Zi Yi. Anyway, Tian Tiao did not stipulate that he must light the incense before meeting.

He took out the bacon and gnawed it hard until his mouth was full of oil.

Maybe the taste of bacon is easy to get tired of, but a certain dragon has a very big appetite and is not picky about food. The most important thing is that in addition to the Laojun stove in heaven, you can light a fire anytime and anywhere. Which Xian'e warrior dares to live and cook, with fruits and vegetables every day, the most carnivorous animal

Can't stand it.

He stretched out his hand to straighten the silk draped on his head behind his back, automatically blocking the couple's miserable love talk under the locust tree.

If you don’t live in this world, you don’t know how difficult it is for people.

Intrigues and intrigues are everywhere, and crises are everywhere. A bad person dies outside the house. The stories are all lies. The darkness of the old feudal era is far beyond imagination. The balance and prosperity are only for the powerful men and have nothing to do with ordinary people.

The little people who have climbed up from the grassroots all know that the world is cruel.

To put it bluntly, if the Purple Fairy is really willing to give up her immortal status and stay in the mortal world, she will definitely not live for more than a year. Regardless of other things, a beautiful woman without power will only be bullied and reduced to a plaything. This is the reality, not to mention there are other things such as eating.

Not enough food to finish the farm work, poor working environment, etc.

Don't use imagination instead of reality, you will die miserably.

"Alas, everyone in the world wants to become immortals, but immortals envy worldly love. Do you really think it is a good thing to have words carved on the Sansheng Stone?"

The wind blows, and the incense ashes from the copper stove on the bow of the ship scatter to the world...

The rain stopped.

White water vapor rises from the canopy of the ancient locust tree.

It was wet under the tree. The Purple Fairy and Dong Yong faced each other and told each other that they were reluctant to leave. They said that they must return to heaven and the red rope must be broken. Everything was just a dream, which would eventually dissipate.

In the distance, the scholars who were originally dissatisfied with Dong Yong's love with the fairy were also moved by the true love. They thought that the two would love each other forever, but they did not know that Dong Yong and Zi Yi were suffering in their hearts at this moment.

The poem praises, the words are light yet sweet and romantic.

"Zi Yi... stay, okay... don't leave..."

Dong Yong was heartbroken and heartbroken.

"Dong Lang, there are some things that you and I cannot decide, cannot be changed, and destiny cannot be violated. In fact, the days in Xixi Town are the most unforgettable memories in my life. The old locust trees, the small bridge and the clear stream will never be forgotten...

"

"No! It can be done! If sincerity is as great as gold and stone, I am willing to kneel down and beg God to help us!"

The fairy in purple clothes shook her head and cried and laughed, while Bai Yujun above the clouds shook her head and sneered.

Just listen to the saying that a firm belief can move God. There is a saying that goes well. If God has feelings, God will also be old. Even my own divine dragon cannot currently contact the ancient planet in the main world, let alone a mere mortal. With a strong will, everything will be done.

, it’s just a word of encouragement.

There are countless worlds in the vast starry sky. How can the rules of operation be changed because of love?

Yes, it is very cold-blooded, because if the sky is sentimental, the sky will also grow old.

Turn around and look at the burning incense.

There was still a little time left, so Bai Yujun didn't expect Ziyi to fly away on her own initiative. If she and the heavenly soldiers weren't following her, she might really be too determined to leave the fairy world, and that was exactly what the mastermind behind the scenes wanted to see.

A red rope almost destroyed an immortal, Yue Lao also has his story...

"Check the mask and don't show your face. Be careful of those scholars writing you down in books and making you infamy for eternity. Especially those who are spiritual practitioners and eat incense should pay more attention. Otherwise, in the future, you will not be able to eat incense and you will have to eat incense ashes."

He stood up and covered the dragon's horns with silk, like an assassin, unable to see clearly the expression inside the mask.

The straight knife hangs across the back of the waist.

Holding the document in hand, I looked at the burning incense. The last small piece had burned out and was slowly extinguished. The incense ashes were broken off, and the last spark had completely disappeared.
Chapter completed!