After struggling to pull away the snow, Tao Yao poked her head and saw a small wooden house standing not far away. If she looked carefully, the eaves seemed to be shaking. Could it be that the house was gasping for air?
Did this house travel across the ocean just to see her?
In the midst of random thoughts, the door opened and he extended an invitation to her just like when they first met.
Taoyao climbed out of the snow with a flutter, and then walked into Jingzui without looking back. As for the useless old book, she might as well bury it.
When she entered the room, the door slammed shut, and in the huge library, a single star shone.
This time, Taoyao didn't say anything. She just walked in the direction of the flickering lights and turned two corners. At the deepest part of the corridor, she saw a square table. The peach blossom lantern on the table was silent and a book was spread out.
The storybook is open, silently waiting for someone to read it.
Tao Yao suddenly stamped her feet as a tear slipped from the corner of her eye for no apparent reason.
This is a tear that has nothing to do with acting, and it is also a tear that has nothing to do with sadness or sadness. I don’t know where it came from, but it suddenly fell.
She began to recall the past for no reason.
Once upon a time, someone asked another person what kind of person she was. That person said that she was cheerful, lively, and uncontrollable like a madman.
However, in her self-perception, this was not the case.
Looking at the past half of her life, she has only had a solitary lamp as her companion for most of her time.
Therefore, no one understands better than her what kind of coldness and depression lies behind a person's silence.
Thinking of this, Tao Yao walked up to the square table again and sat down. She stretched out her hand and gently touched the dark table with her palm. In the same position, Shang Xian had sat alone for almost a thousand years.
time.
Had he once been overwhelmed by endless loneliness like her?
An inexplicable sour emotion emerged silently and unstoppably in her heart.
"Get lost." Taoyao murmured.
She has been reborn and is a genuine sand sculpture. In this life, she only needs to pursue the instinct of animals and does not care about human joys and sorrows?!
"Taoyao, if you want to follow the example of others who seek trouble, why not kill them with a piece of tofu?" She urged herself confidently while casting her eyes on the storybook on the desk.
A new plan to hook up with Shangxian is just around the corner. She has to study hard and plan well.
True name, no title.
The title of the book is written in ordinary characters, but the small characters of the annotations on the side are extremely well written.
Xiaoziyan: Why is it Untitled again? Lord Beiming, how many storybooks with the original name "Untitled" have you written?
Lord Beiming replied: From the time I got to know you, no more, no less, just right, one hundred books. Lord Xichen, should you hold a banquet to celebrate this?
Now that we have a banquet, don't be stingy. I want to drink the peach blossom wine you personally brewed, and I also want to eat the fish caught by Master Cen. The most important thing is that you remember to wear white clothes.
It's a good idea to touch Jing Zuiguo, the old love of Shangxian is clear at a glance.
However, did the Immortal never like to wear white clothes?
But since she recognized the immortal, most of the immortals wore white clothes, but they were not white clothes, and the color was very light.
So it’s all for Lord Beiming?
Tsk tsk, the immortal in her family is really very affectionate and unusually deep.
The first page of the storybook is an introduction, with one sentence in total: Mr. Xi Chen, the storybook contains no words about a true gentleman. If you continue to babble, do you believe that I will never write a book for you again?
Answer in small print: OK.
One word can almost describe all the affection of his family.
Tao Yao wiped the corners of her eyes with emotion and turned to the first fold of the storybook.
The story begins with a fairy-like person descending from the sky and landing in the room of a girl who has not yet left the palace. The girl should have been frightened and screamed, but she didn't expect the fairy to wrap his arms around him and look like he was being teased by a disciple. The pitiful appearance.
This short paragraph is very well written by Bei Mingjun, especially the helpless appearance of the immortal being teased by a mortal girl. The writing is very vivid and makes people want to stop after reading it.
The end of the first fold reads: Mr. Xichen, what do you think of this beauty?
Note in small print: Lord Beiming, how can there be so many immortal beauties in the world? Also, it is inappropriate to always use immortals to describe men.
Beimingjun replied again: Why is it inappropriate, my fairy Xichenjun?
Oh my god, not to mention that her deity couldn't bear it, even she couldn't bear it! No wonder a thousand years have passed, and his deity is still sealed in the longing for Lord Beiming.
In the second twist of the story, a mortal girl went to an ancient temple in the mountains to make a wish in order to get married. Unexpectedly, she met a bandit halfway. The bandits were originally trying to steal wealth, but they thought the mortal girl was good-looking and wanted to rob her of sex. At the critical moment, the immortal A beautiful woman falls from the sky, and gods save her.
How could a mortal girl, who had always been obsessed with the beauty of the immortal, let the immortal go? I saw the mortal girl crying, making trouble, and hanging herself, which left the immortal with no choice but to be forced to have sex.
At the end of the play, Bei Mingjun said: If I am lucky enough to be with someone in this life, I would rather be a mortal who only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals.
Note on the small print: Mr. Beiming, it is not good for you to write like this, it goes against the rules. Moreover, you really have to write many scenes of heroes saving beauties.
Lord Beiming replied: Oh, Lord Xichen, if you think my writing is not good, you don’t have to read it, but you are so fond of it. Obviously you don’t care about the word "Gangchang" in your heart.
Also, I didn’t write countless scenes of the hero saving the beauty. I wrote ninety-nine. The remaining one hundred scenes, Mr. Xichen, are you willing to do it for me?
Such a flirty straight-ball girl, she likes it so much~
The story goes on to a period of quarrels and fights between fairies every day. When the mortal girl and the fairy are enjoying each other's beauty, the fairy descends from the sky and wants to capture the fairy and bring him back to judge the crime.
Only then did the mortal woman realize that the heavenly immortals were real immortals. There were differences between gods and humans, and they could not be together.
Beiming Jun put on a crying face and asked: Xichen Jun, are you sad?
Note in small print: Lord Beiming, you are slandering the gods. The gods have long since abandoned their emotions and desires. They will neither fall in love with a girl nor be irresponsible if they do.
Lord Beiming replied angrily: Lord Xichen, you are not a god yet, how do you know that gods do not have seven emotions and six desires? Let me tell you, the desires of gods are heavier than those of humans, but they are hidden deeper.
The small print of the annotation also says: Wrong reasoning.
Lord Beiming comes back again: If you don't listen to the old man's words, you will suffer losses in front of you. Lord Xichen, if one day you are bullied by the gods, don't ask me to save your life, I will definitely not save you, and I will happily add insult to injury, hum!
Annotated answer in small print: Lord Beiming, if you want to save people, you still need to practice hard.
Behind the big hateful face, there is a line of twisted cursive characters, which shows how angry the person who wrote these words was: Lord Xichen, I solemnly declare that I don’t want to be your Beiming Lord anymore!
Scroll down further and find a blank page.
Gone?
So what is the ending of the story? Was the immortal captured by the gods? Also, did the angry Beiming Lord calm down in the end?
Damn it, this is so immoral. As a professional writer, if you dig holes and don’t bury them, you will be spurned by others, okay?!
well……
No wonder her Immortal has to sit here and read over and over again. She is tossing and turning because she can’t see the ending. This Lord Beiming is so...so scheming!
But when the sadness and anger of not being able to see the ending passed, Tao Yao looked at the deep imprints on the last page that had been read and rubbed over and over again, and couldn't help but trace a picture in front of her eyes.
For a thousand years, her family's deity has sat here day after day, reminiscing about his last conversation with Lord Beiming.
It must be the last conversation.
How could a person who had the ability to leave behind a vast amount of books leave behind a story that would never have an ending while still alive?
Taoyao believed that Lord Beiming should not be such a person, even though her belief was groundless.
Since Beimingjun was a good person, Taoyao felt that she had an obligation to fulfill her last wish and let her family's deity truly experience the golden wind and jade dew.
"Beiming Lord, don't worry, I will definitely let you see with your own eyes that the Immortal saved my beauty heroically!"
Then, she came out of Jingzui.
When she walked out, she was in a very good mood. After taking two steps, she felt that something was not going well anywhere. After taking another two steps, she suddenly realized that she was lame!
She looked down and saw that the torn book was stuck to the sole of her left foot.
"Poshu, how did you get out?"
Climbed out.
The word "climb" is only suitable for creatures with limbs, not for a boxy book. This book "On the Self-cultivation of Spiritual Pets" seems not simple.
"How did you climb it? Climb it again and show me."
Dear little demon, this is the secret of this book.
"You have a lot of secrets?"
Dear little demon, this book doesn’t mind your digging, if you have the ability.
"Brother Shu, things like stimulating generals are really useless to me." Taoyao raised her eyes to look at the cliff, wondering if she should just throw the book down?
Dear little demon, the world is vast and the six races are vast. This book has not met anyone else, but only you. It shows that you and this book have a predestined relationship in the past life.
"Huh?" Why do these words look familiar? Oh, yes, she once used similar words to coax her family's immortal.
Dear little demon, believe in this book. The power of this book is beyond your imagination. Keeping this book will be of no harm to you. This book promises that although this book cannot become your nominal spiritual pet,
, but this book is willing to become your actual spiritual pet, comfort you when you are sad, laugh with you when you are happy, and do its best when you need help. This book is so shameless, you just stay
Next book!
"Okay, okay, I'm not a hard-hearted person, so why can't I tolerate a free labor force that doesn't need to eat or drink. Brother Shu, this demon is actually very sincere. As long as you are sincere to me, I will also make appropriate promises.
A little bit of love from you."
A word from a gentleman?
"It's hard to chase a horse." Taoyao curled her lips and walked toward Xiaoyaoyou with the book in hand. Halfway there, she suddenly remembered that besides not being able to find Jing Zui, she also couldn't find the residence of the immortal.
"Brother Shu, do you know where my immortal lives?"
This book naturally knows it, don’t you?
"..." Who said that leaving a broken book has no harm at all? The biggest harm is that she is at risk of being angry to death at any time!
No way...no way...Dear little demon, you don't even know where your master lives, how dare you want to be his spiritual pet?!
"Broken book, a gentleman keeps his word, but I am not a gentleman, I am a little girl."
Dear little demon, I feel from this book that a boring person like your master can meet you, a one-in-a-million, top-notch little demon that is not found in heaven or on earth. He has accumulated eight lifetimes of virtue. He doesn’t know you.
Well, he is blind, he resists you, he is an idiot!
"Brother Shu, I'm very happy that you can praise me, but I'm not happy if you scold me as an immortal." After that, Taoyao buried the broken book in the snowdrift again, "Brother Shu, crawl back by yourself.