Rebirth: Marrying a Bamboo

Yi Huang put down the book in his hand and replied, "You can't go down the mountain without authorization."

"I just wander around the boundary of the Mountain Lord's Mansion, and I will never set foot anywhere else."

With this guarantee, the cave door was opened.

Zhao Fu gave him a double glance and walked out.

Yi Huang's mountain master's cave is on the top of the mountain. It is not an exaggeration to say that it is the best location on Mayfly Mountain.

In front of the main cave entrance of the mountain is the Feitian Waterfall. On both sides of the cave, there are stone ladders with a width of [-] feet hidden in the dense vegetation and go continuously to the top of the mountain.

Zhao Fu stood in front of the waterfall and looked at the distant mountains. There are many mountains and mountains, and they are all in the foot of the main peak.

You remember that when she stood here last time, her family members were still there.

She said not to marry Yun Xuchuan, but to marry her uncle, and challenged her father's patience time and time again, so angry that his father chased and beat her.

If my father knew that one day she would really defile his elder brother whom he respected as his father, how furious he would be.

However, it may not be easy to see his father's distraught expression again in this life.

Zhao Fushuang stood there for a long time, when the breeze blew, her pink veil and black hair fluttered in a mess, curled up in the mist from the waterfall, and she also disappeared into nothingness.

In the past 300 years, she has never felt a sense of belonging for a moment. She is a passerby wherever she goes, and she is a wanderer wherever she goes.

There is nowhere for her to feel at ease, nowhere for her to rest.

In a trance, Zhao Fu regained consciousness.

She is not suitable for mourning the spring and autumn, so she turned around and began to study the source of the waterfall.

The waterfall comes from the top of the mountain, passes through the cave of the mountain master, and flows away in a turbulent flow, as if hanging a water curtain for the cave of the mountain master.

The waterfall was in a surging liquid state in front of the mountain master's cave, but when it flew down to the disciple's path below, the speed slowed down and gradually turned into flying snow.

One after another, the flying snow all year round has been disturbingly drifting towards the magnificent buildings on both sides of the disciple road.

Zhao Fushuang pondered for a long time, but still could not find the source of the waterfall, as if the water really came from the sky.

The mountain master cave seems to be a node, the mountain master cave covers an area up to the top of the mountain, the temperature is like spring, the vegetation is luxuriant, the temperature and humidity are suitable, and the concentration of sun and moon essence is sufficient.

The vast mountain below the cave, and even the other four sub-peaks that spread beyond the main peak, are all covered by thousands of years of ice and snow, and it is extremely cold.

Yi Huang was preventing her from going down the mountain, but what was she going down the mountain for!

She walked along the bluestone slabs in front of the mountain master's cave that only allowed one person to pass through to the back of the cave.

Although the mountain is unavoidably undulating behind the mountain master's cave, it is not steep, and some gentle places are full of vegetation.

Looking around, within a radius of tens of miles, there are well-manicured and beautiful medicine gardens, orchards, where the fragrance of flowers and medicines is combined with the aroma of flowers and fruits. The lush greenery makes people feel comfortable and salivate.

Zhao Fushuang found a towering tree, sat cross-legged under the tree and began to meditate with her eyes closed.

It was so easy to settle down.

It's been a sigh of relief since then.

It seems that there is no problem in practicing, but the problem is Yi Huang's hole.

She didn't understand why these strange things always happened to her.

If there is a problem with the soil in the small broken house in Mengfeng Peak, it is not suitable for planting medicinal plants, then why is it that the mountain owner's cave mansion prevents her from entering meditation? !

So, was the loss of talent back then not man-made, but also because of the weirdness on this mountain?

Could it be that she really wronged the Yunding faction?

In any case, it is useless to imagine some things, and she always wants to find out the reason.

There are so many strong people on this main peak, and Zhao Fushuang has offended so many people, she dare not stay in meditation for a long time, for fear of being wiped on the neck and not even knowing who her enemies are.

She got up lazily and strolled casually in the back garden.

Pass through the medicine garden exuding the fragrance of medicinal herbs, and climb up to a slightly steep place in the center of the back garden.

When she looked down from a high place, the setting sun that was about to set in the west dazzled her eyes.

Suddenly she froze.

The terrain in front of me suddenly recessed downwards, forming a secret claustrophobic valley independent of the outside world.

In a daze, from under her feet, flaming red petals began to fall all over the sky, and the petals danced to open the way, paving a flaming flower path that could allow two people to pass side by side.

Inexplicably, Zhao Fushuang was pulled by some inexplicable force, and stepped on the fiery red flower path.

The moment her foot stepped on the flower path, clusters of fiery red flowers as tall as a person gathered and derived from both sides of the flower path, competing to bloom and stretching into the valley.

In a trance, Zhao Fushuang walked step by step along the flower path to the depths of the valley, and the fiery red flowers on both sides followed along.

Large swathes of fiery red flowers meander into a transparent palace made of sun and moon stones thousands of meters away.

Looking from a distance, the gorgeous crystal clear palace at the end of the flower path is crystal clear, reflecting the rich essence of the sun and the moon. The green elves walk in it, and the bright red silk outside the palace flies in all directions without wind.

There was a faint sound of music coming from the palace, the closer to the palace, the clearer the music, melodious and joyful.

Finally, she stopped under the Crystal Palace and looked up.

After the sparks approached the palace, they exploded in the air one after another, paving the dome of the palace one by one.

Inside the palace, a luxurious wedding hall can be vaguely seen, dreamlike, gorgeous like an illusion, intoxicating the girl's heart.

Whose family is hosting a wedding banquet?

It's so noisy, why don't you see newcomers?
She lifted her foot, but was blocked by a transparent barrier.

Zhao Fushuang stopped and looked at the red silk flying outside the palace like a demon.

The silk flew faster and faster, disturbing people's hearts and atmosphere in a blink of an eye, and then the music from the palace became more and more sad, and the good wedding banquet became bleak.

Her heart trembled inexplicably.

Whose wedding banquet plays such mourning?
Sadness came from it in a trance, drops of water wet the eyes, cold tears ran across the cheeks and dripped to the ground.

The moment her tears fell into the sea of ​​flowers, thousands of sparks withered in an instant, and the flower path was annihilated inch by inch, and the crystal palace was also disillusioned in the sky and the earth. Only strips of red silk danced alone in the sky and the earth, playing a song Joys and joys.

When the silk also dissipated, everything turned into nothingness, and Zhao Fushuang's heart seemed to be buried in the abyss.

I don't know how long it has passed, the wind blows, and the cheeks are cold.

Zhao Fushuang woke up with a start, and looked around. There was no palace of flowers, only pink and white flower balls swaying in the wind.

The wind blows, the flowers and branches tremble, the saucer flies, and the scenery is just right.

And she was in the flower ball, and she couldn't tell which was real and which was fake.

When I walked out of the sea of ​​flowers and climbed up the steep slope, the sky was already dyed a thick blue. Looking back, the pink and white flower balls were still swaying in the wind.

It turned out that the fiery red flower banquet was really a fantasy dream she stepped into in a trance.

It was clearly a dream, but why, the unspeakable sadness in my heart followed me like a shadow!
On the return trip, she no longer had the briskness she had when she came here, and she walked through the sea of ​​flowers with heavy steps to reach the orchard.

I heard that Mayfly Mountain is dozens of times more concentrated than Junwu Continent's Sun Moon Essence, and the melons and fruits it grows are even sweeter.

Zhao Fushuang leaned against a peach tree, picked a peach and ate it.

The peach tasted sweet and delicious, and the essence of the sun and the moon poured into the eight meridians of her body to repair her body.

Zhao Fushuang was not enjoying the usual comfort, and the sadness in his heart was also melted away a lot.

It's just a dream.

There is no nightmare that will not pass.

After eating all the peaches, I also digested a lot of those heavy emotions in my heart.