Chapter 1943 Should Be a Fairy in the Sky

"The spring breeze does not understand the rain in the south of the Yangtze River,

Laughing at Yuxiang, looking for customers to taste.

Who knows that Jiangnan is not drunk,

But smell the spring breeze. "

Looking at the mist and mist outside the window, the middle-aged man shook his wine glass and spoke softly, as if he was afraid of breaking this dream.

He smiled lightly and looked at the person beside him: "Tell me, who wrote this poem?"

"According to the legends that have been passed down to this day, the author of the poem should be a fairy in white."

The middle-aged man just smiled, glanced at the song and dance in front of him, and turned his head to look out the window.

"How many years ago should that have happened? A thousand years, ten thousand years, a hundred thousand years, or a million years?"

"This...I don't know."

"How many dynasties and empires have passed away in the mist and rain in the south of the Yangtze River?"

"..."

The person who looks like a waiter doesn't know how to answer. The Tianlan Continent is very large, and it is very common for countries to be established and destroyed. Life spans range from a few years to a hundred thousand years. The so-called immortality has never existed.

But he just thought about it in his heart. The middle-aged man himself said yes, but he never dared to say it.

"The prosperity of the Southern Sui Dynasty will surely last forever."

The middle-aged man just smiled.

It has only been a hundred years since the establishment of the Southern Sui Dynasty, and it is indeed prosperous and prosperous. Although there are some rebellions in some places today, it is not a big problem.

As for immortality... He himself doesn't believe it.

"Who knows that Jiangnan is not drunk, but the fragrance of spring breeze is ten miles..."

The middle-aged man spoke the poems in a soft voice, and felt a little envious of the emperor who lived before the Spring and Autumn Period. It would be enviable to meet such a fairy, even if it was just a one-sided relationship.

There was a breeze blowing in the lake, and the fine raindrops passed through the window and fell on the skin, bringing a slight coolness to the skin.

When the middle-aged man looked at the shore, his eyes suddenly stopped.

He saw a woman walking by the lake, wearing a snow-like dress, holding a white umbrella, the breeze was gentle, and the skirt was lightly lifted.

Looking back, it covered all the scenery in Jiangnan.

The middle-aged man looked at the shore in a daze, and then suddenly returned to his senses and said to the person beside him, "Go and invite that woman over, I want to see her."

"Yes."

The attendant responded, jumped out of the painting boat, and stepped on the water to the lakeside. Such a scene caused a burst of exclamations from the nearby cruise ships. Being able to walk on the water, I think it was a high-level cultivator. Such a scene is rare. of.

However, when the attendant arrived at the lake shore, the figure of the woman in white could no longer be found, only the willows swayed gently with the breeze.

"I heard you were looking for me?"

A pleasant voice suddenly came from behind him, and the middle-aged man turned around subconsciously, and found that the woman in white by the lake appeared behind him, curiously looking at the environment he was in.

Ye Xi is like a flower, warm and bright; the eyebrows are not dark, and the gaze is leisurely; the head of the flower is fragrant, and the body is slim;

Should be a fairy in the sky.

The middle-aged man couldn't help but stare blankly.

The dancing girl pianist in the audience was stunned for a while, then startled. He didn't even realize when the woman in white appeared. If there was no countermeasure against the middle-aged man.

The middle-aged man could already sense that the formation in the painting boat was starting to operate, and waved to the dancing girl and others who were on guard: "It's okay, please step back."

After a little hesitation, the dancer and others could only retire.

The middle-aged man's order must be carried out, and they couldn't even notice the appearance of the woman in white, even if he stayed here, it would be of no use.

There was no singing and dancing, only the sound of pattering rain beside my ears.

The middle-aged man stood up and looked at the woman in white in front of him with a dazed look in his eyes. After returning to his senses, he breathed a sigh of relief and asked with a smile, "Is the girl a fairy in the sky?"

Fairy?

It seems that this is the first time Bai has heard someone call her that, but she is not an immortal, she is a snake demon.

"Chunfeng is puzzled by the rain in Jiangnan, and laughs at the rain lane to find customers. Who knows that Jiangnan is not drunk, but smells the fragrance of spring breeze. I heard that this poem was written by a white-clothed immortal a long time ago, and Jiangnan was named after it. As for how long, I'm afraid no one can tell, whether the girl is the fairy in white in that story?"

For no reason, the middle-aged man was suddenly a little nervous, and he didn't understand why.

The girl in white in front of her blinked and laughed softly, and the middle-aged man was stunned: "Of course not."

The middle-aged man breathed a sigh of relief, the legend was just a legend after all, how could it be possible for him to meet.

"That's my sister." The girl in white smiled.

The middle-aged man was stunned.

"I still have to leave beforehand. By the way, the singing and dancing just now were very beautiful."

The drizzle fell like a dream.

When the attendant returned to the painting boat, he saw the middle-aged man sitting at the table with a dazed expression, wondering what he was thinking, and the singer and dancer had long since disappeared.

The boating scholar also put away his pen and showed a satisfied smile. This should be his best painting.

The following year, the middle-aged man came to Jiangnan again, but this time he came as an emperor of the Southern Sui Dynasty. Some people said that he was looking for a woman, but in the end he only found a painting.

In the painting is the misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, which should be the best season. The girl in white with an umbrella walks by the lake, as if admiring the beautiful scenery in front of her, but she does not know that she is the most beautiful scenery.

Some people say that the woman in white is the object of His Majesty's admiration, but she has not won a beautiful woman

Fang Xin, there is no such concubine in the imperial city, and some people say that the painting depicts the fairy in white from the legend of Jiangnan, and His Majesty met her when he was visiting Jiangnan, and some people said that it was when His Majesty went to Jiangnan, and it was an accident. The fairy I met in my dream was specially drawn by someone...

As for the real reason, I am afraid that only His Majesty himself knows.

...

It was purely a whim for Bai to go around in the painting boat.

That person seems to be the human king of this region. There are rebellions all over the place, and there are still leisurely going out to play in the mountains and waters. I don't know whether the victory is in hand or whether the people of Limin live or die. Every battle will kill a lot of people.

But this has nothing to do with the snake demon. She is just a passer-by here, and she has no idea of ​​meddling. If she really shoots and is regarded as a demon and ruins the world, she doesn't want to take the blame.

The danger encountered has been resolved, and there is no rush to leave Jiangnan.

She has yet to find out who was in the dark. The snake demon has always been very vengeful. If it doesn't take revenge, it may be regarded as easy to bully. It has always pursued revenge.

As for that human being... just a poor man treated as a pawn, too lazy to pay attention to it.

The lifespan of an ordinary human is at most a hundred years, and he is just a passer-by in his life, so why should he care.

I came to Luoxuelou and continued to practice the qin music. I heard from the conversation with the singer that something big happened at Jinfeng Temple last night. Although it is far away from here, the news of places like Broth is always well-informed. Luoxuelou The important reason for the existence of this may be to collect information.

He narrowed his eyes slightly, the corners of his mouth curled slightly, and finally found his goal. Saying goodbye to Sister Lan was originally an experience of life, and there was no need to treat it as his own job. Since it was necessary to take revenge, a good plan was definitely needed, even if the other party had already been educated by the Buddha. Still pissed.