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At this time, several hours before the fashion of the auction began, in the quiet hall, Ji yuenian closed her eyes tightly, and placed a three foot long sword with frost and snow on her side.
Unconsciously, he fell into the depths of a twisted and blurred nightmare.
The hometown of Taichu, Anyang City.
It was already the hour of the sea, and the night fell, and thousands of lights continued to light up in Anyang City, which was vaguely cold. There were red lanterns hanging high in streets, bridges, downtown and other places, and every corner was covered with gentle lights.
Although it was nightfall, the crowds in Anyang City were still bustling. Many vendors were shouting. Many CHILDES and young ladies dressed in gorgeous silk walked hand in hand under the colorful lanterns, and more exquisite wood carvings passed slowly, adding another color to the Lantern Festival.
The water gurgles, the cold night wind blows, and pedestrians come and go on the stone bridge from time to time. Only a handsome young man in a luxurious robe stands here, staring at the bright red lanterns by the stone bridge.
Under the lantern, there was a white clad girl who was as cold and precious as a relegated fairy.
"Moon."
After hesitating for a while, the young man in brocade finally walked slowly down the stone bridge and carefully wrapped his arms around the shoulders of the girl in white.
The girl in white turned her head slightly, her head full of green silk turned up in the wind, and her delicate eyebrows and eyes were all alienated. She gently stepped back and broke away from the hand of the young man in the brocade robe. Tan Kou gently opened her mouth and said, "what's the matter?"
"You gave birth to your new year a few days ago. You didn't spend much time in the house, but why did you sneak out again?" The eyes of the young man in the brocade robe were full of worry, and the concern in his words was not false, "at this time, you are weak, don't catch a cold."
The girl in white, who was called "Moon", glanced at the young man in brocade, slowly shook her head, and a trace of self mockery appeared between her picturesque eyebrows and eyes, "you and I don't have much feelings, so why do you behave like this?"
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The young man in brocade was silent for a moment and said, "moon, turn your head first."
"What?"
The cold and alienated eyes of the girl in white trembled slightly, and finally fell on his face.
"Turn your head first."
The young man in brocade repeated again.
For a moment, the girl in white burst out laughing and said, "well, I'll see what you want to do."
With these words, she turned around gently, and her snow-white clothes danced lightly, as if she had fallen on the earthly Moon Fairy.
After more than ten breaths, the voice of the young man in brocade came to his ears: "well, turn around."
The night wind suddenly rose, and she turned her head. Her soft and purplish lips carried a wisp of green silk. What came into view was dazzling fireworks.
Fire trees and silver flowers never leave the sky.
"Does it look good?"
The young man in brocade laughed.
She didn't speak, but gently raised her face and looked at the magnificent fireworks that lit up the night sky.
On the Bank of the river, Ji yuenian looked here quietly, and her eyes were very complex.
"Ji Hong... Zhao Yinyue... Is this a nightmare..."
The cold wind swept by, and Ji yuenian walked on the stone bridge with a rare look of hesitation.
After a short hesitation, Zhao Yinyue turned around and walked towards the city of Anyang.
Ji Hong, dressed in a robe, hurried to catch up, but for a moment, he and Zhao Yinyue hid into the depths of the night.
The lanterns are dying out and the fireworks are waning.
Ji yuenian was able to recover. She wanted to go down the stone bridge and catch up with him, but she found that she was imprisoned in situ by the weird and extremely twisted nihilism, and she couldn't move at all.
"Who are you?"
Suddenly, a very cold voice came into my ears.
Ji yuenian was stunned, and did not speak, but slightly frowned, thinking carefully about the origin of this voice.
The indifferent voice seemed to disdain, and said, "you don't even know who you are, and you dare to practice the three teachings source method. Are you qualified?"
Even though Ji yuenian's state of mind has reached the level of no waves, but now hearing this, his heart still inevitably filled with a little anger: "where did the dirty things come from play tricks here!"
The voice couldn't stop sneering, "Ji yuenian, you fool, don't you know who I am? I am you, you are me, if you insult me with filthy words, you are insulting yourself."
Ji yuenian's eyes gleamed with blood, and her state of mind became agitated from time to time. She gritted her teeth and said, "who the hell are you!"
The voice gradually regained its indifference, It was farther and farther away in his ears: "However, in more than 2000 years, you have reached the Taiyi true state of three disasters, and you have also transformed into a chaotic Buddha body that has never existed between heaven and earth. It can be called a rare demon Tianjiao in the world, but your state of mind cultivation is so fragile! You usually just hide your mind. When can you really achieve 'all promising dharmas, such as dreams and bubbles, such as dew and electricity, should you behave like this'? If you are even yourself No one can figure it out, so stay here honestly. When you figure it out, when will you go out again! "
After saying this, the sound completely dissipated, never leaving a trace.
Ji yuenian stood stunned on the stone bridge and murmured, "all promising dharmas are like dreams and bubbles, like dew and electricity, so be it..."
The frost and snow in his eyes melted, revealing the real emotion hidden in them for the first time.
For more than twothousand years, there has been unspeakable loneliness, confusion in the deep fog of the true spirit, a little pride hidden in the bottom of my heart, and a trace of unobservable hope.
"Who am I..."
Ji yuenian walked down the stone bridge in a daze. Only then could he be aware that the distorted nothingness that had imprisoned him just now had long disappeared.
Morning and evening rotate, and the sun and moon reflect each other. In the twinkling of an eye, it is dawn.
Anyang Ji's family was full of chimeras. Ji Hong, the eldest childe, left the Ji's family alone with a baby still in swaddling clothes.
When he passed the stone bridge, Ji yuenian, who stood under the bridge, was quietly watching this scene. Until Ji Hong was about to leave Anyang City, Ji yuenian dropped her slightly trembling eyes and quietly followed up.