Revival of the Gods

But seeing that this is a world of moon shadows, the sky seems to be crying, and the raindrops are constantly falling.

　　 In the center of the heaven and the earth, there is a piece of Xiaoxiang tearful bamboo. The bamboo shadow is swaying in the wind. In the rain of the bamboo shadow at night, a solitary grave looks very eye-catching.

　　 Tu Shanzi pulled out his hand from Wu Danqing, walked slowly into Xiaoxiang’s tearful bamboo, looked at the tomb, and whispered:

　　"If you don't become an old man, you will cover your tears with every surplus.

　　 There is a gap between life and death, and there is no reason to meet each other.

　　 The residual makeup powder in the box will stay with future generations.

　　 Huangquan is useless, hate is the dust in the mound.

　　 Intentionally conceive men and women, and ruthlessly dominate.

　　 To know the broken part of the intestine, the bright moon shines on the solitary grave. "Three poems given to husband, Tang, surnamed Kong.

With Tu Shanzi’s voice, the moon in the sky showed half of his face, and it gently sprinkled the moonlight, and the soft moonlight fell on Tu Shanzi’s body, and it also shone on the tomb, a faint glow in the night rain. Bright as pearls.

　　 Wu Danqing flew to the side silently. He also looked at the tomb for a long time and recited in a deep voice:

　　 "Ten years of life and death are boundless. Without thinking, self-unforgettable. Thousands of miles of lonely graves, nowhere to say dreary. Even if they meet each other without knowing it, the face is dusty, and the temples are like frost."

　　 "Ye Lai You Meng suddenly returns home. Xiaoxuan window, dressing. There is nothing to say, but tears are thousands of lines. It is expected to be broken every year, bright moon night, short Matsuoka." Jiang Chengzi, Su Shi

Where Wu Danqing’s voice fell, the night rain stopped, but the wind of Xiang Fei’s tears became louder. The voice seemed to be talking, talking about the longings of the ages, talking about the sadness of thousands of years, talking about a new grave here, and an old dream in the grave. .

　　 "Danqing, thank you"

　　 Tu Shanzi burst into tears, turned his head to look affectionately at Wu Danqing, and said, "Thank you for burying me...our corpses together!"

　　 "Songyue"

　　 Wu Danqing's voice was also very sad, and said, "Not only are you and my bones buried here, but also my dreams. I dream that this grave can bloom!"

　　 "Can Ying?"

　　 Tu Shanziyan suddenly remembered something, and said anxiously, "Where is Keying? We are all together, and your dreams should also bloom!"

　　 "She doesn't seem to be Keying"

　　 Wu Danqing hesitated and replied.

"impossible"

　　 Tu Shanzi shook his head without thinking, "I saw her, she is Keying!"

　　 "Where did you meet?"

　　 Wu Danqing suddenly remembered something and hurriedly asked.

　　 "In the land of Buddhism and Taoism and immortality"

　　 Tu Shanzi blurted out, but after speaking, she quickly explained, "At that time I was..."

　　Who knows that Wu Danqing doesn't care what Tu Shanziyan said later, he slapped his thigh and said, "Damn, I understand, I got you from the divination that day, not her!"

"What's the meaning?"

　　 Tu Shanzi was stunned, wondering, "Did you not rescue Keying that day?"

　　 "Yes, it's me!"

Wu Danqing looked a little excited, and explained, "In order to find you, I often use mystic divination. That time, I found out that there was your breath on the edge of the Heavenly Court interface, so I rushed to it immediately. As a result, I encountered it as soon as I arrived in the Buddha Kingdom and Heavenly Court Realm. When I arrived at Keying, I always thought it was God's favor that made me easily find Keying. Now I want to come, I'm afraid I will meet her on the way to find you!"

"no no"

　　 Tu Shanzi waved his hand, "Dan Qing, you are wrong, she is definitely Ke Ying..."

　　 "You and I don't have to argue"

　　 Wu Danqing smiled and said, "Just look at it."

With that said, Wu Danqing raised his hand and pointed at a Xiaoxiang Tears Bamboo, and "brushed" a drop of rain on the Xiaoxiang Tears Bamboo. Tu Shanzi looked at the raindrops, and there was a dusty sea inside, the lovely little dragon queen Yuebai. Flying in the dusty sea.

　　 "Isn't this Keying?"

　　 Tu Shanzi smiled and said, "Look at that heartless stupid, who else can it be?"

　　 "Don't worry"

　　 Wu Danqing smiled and raised his hand again, and Wang Yuebai flew out of the water droplets.

　　 "Your Majesty"

　　Wang Yuebai flew out, looked around, and said angrily, "I told you, I am not something to be ying, I don't know what you dream of new graves and old dreams!"

　　 "Ke Ying"

　　 Tu Shanzi smiled, "Remember that poem?"

"Who are you?"

　　Wang Yue tilted his head to look at Tu Shanzi, strange way.

　　 "My name is Han Songyue"

　　 Tu Shanziyi replied, "It's your sister in the previous life."

"Humph"

　　Wang Yue whispered, and snorted coldly, "I have no previous life, and no older sister!"

　　 "Listen to you"

　　 Tu Shanzi, unwilling to give up, said:

　　 "The rattan bed and paper tent rises to sleep, endless talk, no good thoughts. Agarwood is intermittently cold in the jade furnace, and my feelings are like water. The flute sounds three times, and Mei's heart is broken, how much spring affection."

　　 "The little wind droops the rain, and urges a thousand tears. When the flute person goes to the Yulou to be empty, who will he lean with? One branch is folded, and there is no one in the world to send." Gu Yaner, Li Qingzhao

　　 As Tu Shanzi chanted, the sky cried again, and a little bit of night rain dripped, wet Wang Yuebai's heart.

　　Wang Yuebai couldn't help crying too.

　　 It's a pity that after Tu Shanzi finished chanting, he asked: "Keying, what did you think of?"

"I…"

　　Wang Yuebai shook his head blankly, "I think this poem is very good!"

"That"

　　 Tu Shanzi thought for a moment, took Wang Yuebai's hand, and said, "May I tell you a story?"

"Yeah"

　　Wang Yuebai was overjoyed and said, "I like to listen to stories the most. When I was young, my brother used to tell me!"

　　 "Brother?"

　　 Tu Shanzi gave Wu Danqing a glance, and Wu Danqing said impatiently, "I will tell you when you finish talking to her!"

　　 "Also good"

　　 Tu Shanzi nodded and said, "Danqing, I didn't finish talking just now. When I finish talking about the past life, I will continue to talk about this life, remember that it was an afternoon..."

　　 Tu Shanziyan hardly thinks, UU reading www. uukanshu.com began to tell the story of the past. The story is very long. The emotional entanglement between Wu Danqing, Han Songyue and Xu Ying is also very complicated. In order to wake up Wang Yuebai's memory, Tu Shanzi also used the Qingqiu Mountain secret technique.

　　 How long did Tu Shanzi talk about it, no one cared, whether it was Wu Danqing, Wang Yuebai, even Jiu Xia who was suppressed on the side was caught in it, as if they once again experienced the ups and downs of the past. For the story, please refer to the magic rune, WeChat public account: a short section of exploring flowers, there are serials, but only 255 chapters are written

Years are long, time flies, only the true love will be passed on forever, and Jiu Xia can't think of it, the Lord that she hates to the bone, actually has such a lingering relationship with Heavenly Supreme Azure Emperor, and even the old and cunning Lord, looks stupid. The sweet white little dragon girl fell for the sake of the Qing emperor.

Although Xiaolong Queen Yuebai was moved in a mess, she felt that she was just a spectator and did not touch her soul. Wu Danqing thought for a while and continued: "After you fell in the past life, I desperately looked for you, and as my cultivation base increased. , I found that our relationship is far more than one life. I used to be called Lan Yu, and you were also called Du Xiaoxiao, Du Xin or Dong Xin..."

Wu Danqing talked about the past lives, and pointed to the tomb behind him for the last time: "I buried all the wreckage of our lives here, because we want to be together in each life, but we can’t do it in each life. That’s why I call this new tomb buried old dreams."

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