A Tibetan reincarnation

Chapter 1119

Haoyu is endless, and time rotates.

No one knows, how many years...

Among them, there is a star named Xingzang.It is like a drop in the ocean, a dust in the vast universe.Above the star storehouse, there is a mountain range that stretches for tens of thousands of miles.The gray mountains, like snakes and dragons, undulate.

Its name is Su Shan.

Looking from a distance, there is a dense mist above Mount Su, which is ethereal and unpredictable.

People in Xingzang call it Shenshan.

At the foot of the sacred mountain, there is a long river named Baichuan.It goes on and on forever.Su Shan and Bai Chuan nourish countless sentient beings on Xingzang.

Under a peak of Mount Su, there is a small ancient town.

Above Xingzang, no one can tell clearly, the history of this ancient town, it seems that no one can tell clearly about Xingzang's past life and its afterlife.

Next to the ancient town, there is a lake.

On the surface of the lake, the blue mist is dense and hazy.Through the mist, you can see the blue waves on the lake, with countless lotus flowers growing.Every lotus flower is as white as jade, exquisite and translucent.

lakeside.

At this time, a man in homespun clothes, a bamboo hat, and bare feet was fishing.However, what he held in his hand was just an ordinary purple bamboo fishing rod.

"The head of the house!" Suddenly, a beautiful woman not far away waved at him.The beautiful woman was dressed in a water-colored dress, with a graceful body and a very beautiful figure, and her face was even more beautiful like a fairy.

"What's the matter?" The fisherman took off his bamboo hat, revealing a delicate face.

"The scholar and my second senior brother are here. You have caught enough fish, so come back! I've already warmed the wine for you!" The beautiful woman's voice was extremely pleasant.

"Okay! Wait for me!" The fisherman hurriedly put away his pole, and then brought the bench and the fishing basket to the beautiful woman.The beautiful woman gently wiped the fisherman's sweat.

In fact, there is no sweat on the fishing head at all.

"How much did you catch?" the beautiful woman asked with a smile.

"A basket full! Don't worry, it's enough for us to drink!" The fisherman said with a smile, "The scholar and the second brother come at the same time, I will definitely have a big drink with him! Hehe!"

"Scholar, you can bring good wine!" the beautiful woman said kindly.

"That's just right!" the fisherman laughed.

The two talked while walking, gradually drifting away.Later, the fisherman did not know what to say, causing the beautiful woman to giggle while holding his arm.

……

In the ancient town, there was a big family.

Outside the gate of the courtyard, there is a towering ancient tree with luxuriant branches and leaves.One of its forks has the thickness of the arms.

At this time, there were three people on the ancient tree.

Among them, a girl in purple and a boy in white are playing chess.

"Brother Tongzi, you're playing tricks again!" said the purple-clothed girl.

"I didn't!" The boy in white said angrily, "Just now, I just stewed your horse!"

"Nonsense!" The purple-clothed girl pouted and said in disbelief, "Just now, it was clear that your elephant was burnt!"

"Then I'll fry your old man!" the boy in white said proudly.

"Slow chess!" The girl in purple yelled.

"..."

Next to them lay a woman in red, holding a jug in her hand, but her eyes were clear, smiling at the girl and boy playing chess.

"Auntie, look at senior brother Tongzi bullying me!" the girl in purple complained.

"Xue'er, I can't control him!" The woman in red laughed, "You can tell your father and mother!"

"Let's serve dinner!" At this moment, a woman's voice came from the mansion, "Today, what I made is braised pig's trotters. If you come back late, there will be no more!"

call--

The chess pieces and the chessboard fled in all directions, and the woman in red was left on the tree.

"Two foodies!" A smile flashed through the clear eyes of the woman in red.However, she did not immediately get off the tree.She was waiting for someone to call her again.

"Yu'er! It's time to eat!" Under the ancient tree, a man in Tsing Yi looked at Yu'er with a warm smile.

"Oh!" The girl in red smiled at the corner of her mouth, and then turned over and fell down.

"Brother, what food?" The red-clothed girl smiled, "Did Ming'er cook it today?"

"Didn't you hear her yelling just now? Ming'er is at home, who can cook in our family!" The man in Tsing Yi laughed, "From now on, you don't go to the tree to drink. Our house is so big, can't accommodate you? "

"Oh!" The girl in red put her arm on her elder brother and nodded obediently.

In fact, she doesn't like drinking on the tree, but likes her brother calling her home for dinner every day.

…………

On the west side of the town, there is also an old courtyard house.

In the courtyard, lived a large family.His mistress is known as the number one beauty in the ancient town.The two old ancestors in the yard are also extremely magnificent figures.

In terms of appearance, this courtyard is well-deserved, the first in the ancient town.

"Wuying, go to the teahouse and call your sister back." Xueying smiled, "It's almost time to light the lights, and it's going to snow soon. If you don't call her, she will probably be abducted by the old storyteller."

"Heck! Good." Kun Wuying smiled, "I don't understand, what's the point of hearing that book! She listens to it every day, and won't go home until she hears it."

In the town, there is a tea house, which is antique.

On weekdays, there are quite a few people who drink tea.Because, tea is good here, and there are books to listen to.

The storyteller is the old man.

He was dressed in a half-worn white robe, which was fairly clean.Everyone can't remember when he came to the town, and then he started to tell stories here.

His name is Bai Lai.

He is kind and humorous, and his books are lively and interesting.Everyone in the town is willing to listen to his storytelling, but the one who is most willing to listen to his storytelling is that girl Mei.

A pot of tea, a few books.

That seems to be all about Miss Mei.She never tires of listening to Bai Lai's books.

"By the way, the corpse-less Taoist fought with the Demon King of the Three Realms for three hundred rounds, and was finally beaten to death by the Demon Lord of the Three Realms. Later, Fairy Zilian..."

The storyteller Bai Lai is eloquent and eloquent.

In the front row of the teahouse, there is a beautiful girl.She was wearing an embroidered dress with an elegant demeanor.The most special thing is that there is a plum blossom-like mark between her eyebrows.

"Wu'er, the mistress has called you back!" Kun Wuying walked up to Wu'er, "It's going to snow!"

"Oh!" Wu'er pulled Kun Wuying to sit down, and begged, "Sister, accompany me to finish listening. There is still a short part! Let's go back right away, okay?"

"Okay!" Kun Wuying replied.

The Demon Lords of the Three Realms, rejoice in the battle; the Demon Lords of the Three Realms, kill Hei Lian; the Demon Lords of the Three Realms, die in martyrdom...

Snapped--

Bai Lai is eye-catching.Only then did Wu'er suddenly realize that she was completely immersed in storytelling just now.

"Let's go!" Kun Wuying urged.

"Yeah!" Wu'er stood up obediently, but she looked at Bai again and asked, "Old Bai, do you think the plum blossom elf can still meet the devil? Can she still remember the devil?" ?”

"Hey!" Bai Lai smiled, "Miss Wu'er, I don't know about this, and I dare not talk nonsense. But, I guess it will!"

"En!" Wu'er smiled, quite satisfied with Bai Lai's answer.

Thus, Wu'er and Kun Wuying left the teahouse.

At this time, dusk gradually rose.

The peaks of Mount Su in the distance gradually turned into hazy shadows.

"Sister, are you saying that Lao Bai's books are all true? Su Shan, is it really transformed by the body of the demon king?"

"Storytellers are all made up!" Kun Wuying smiled, "Sister, you can listen to it, but don't take it seriously. How can there be any devil in this world?"

After hearing Kun Wuying's words, Wu'er bit the corner of her mouth and did not speak.

Because, she has a strange feeling.On weekdays, her heart is always empty, as if something is missing.However, as long as she listens to Bai Lai's books, she will be enriched and happy.

The wind is coming!Snow falls!
Gently Yangyang!

The teahouse was empty, and Bailai was the last one to walk out of the teahouse.

The sky is high and the earth is embarrassing!

Bai looked at Twilight, narrowed his eyes slightly, then smiled knowingly, and said to himself: You erased everyone's memory except me.But, I will remember you!
……

The snow is tighter.

Kun Wuying pulled Wu'er to speed up his pace.

Behind them, there was a gentle sound of horseshoes.

"Brother, what are we doing here?" a woman's voice.

"No regrets, let's find someone!" The man's voice.

When Wu'er heard this, he couldn't help but stop, and turned his head curiously.Two people, two horses.Men wear white robes and women wear blue skirts.They are leading the horses, just under the teahouse.

Bai Lai stared at them blankly.

"Old Bai!" The male cultivator in white looked at Bai Lai and smiled.

"Devil Lord!" Wu'er couldn't help exclaiming.

In the snowstorm, the beautiful man in white suddenly turned his head and saw Miss Mei.

"Hmm?" Kun Wuying couldn't help turning her head when she heard it.But, as far as she could see, there was nothing.Downstairs, the restaurant was empty.

There are no storytellers, men in white, or women in blue.

Between heaven and earth, only snowflakes flutter.

Kun Wuying turned his head, and looked at Wu'er again, but his expression changed—in Wu'er's eyes, a beautiful man in white was walking slowly, smiling warmly.

In several lives, in the wind and snow, there will always be someone who returns...

- Complete the book
(End of this chapter)