"The snowy sky is green, the setting sun is green, and the lonely bridge reflects willows on the corridor, day after day, year after year, who will see the old friend return?"

Xiuyuan walked with the sound. In the quiet night, Xiuyuan had begun to get used to every such night, dark and quiet. In his impression, all such nights would be about to break out of their cocoon in this quiet quiet like death.

He walked to the stone bridge, and there was a woman in red standing on the bridge. The night wind blew her red clothes as thin as a cicada's wings. Three thousand black stockings were flying in the night wind. He saw the woman's pretty face, the moonlight hit her outline, her beautiful facial features, snow-white skin, and long eyelashes flashed under the moonlight. Xiuyuan stood not far away and looked at the woman.

The woman opened her red lips lightly, "You are here."

"Girl, are you talking to me?" Xiuyuan didn't know this woman in red.

The woman did not turn her head, and Xiuyuan couldn't see her face.

"I've been waiting for you for twenty years, and you're finally back."

Xiu Yuan was stunned, not knowing what the woman was saying, "Girl, have you recognized the wrong person?"

He was about to step forward and wanted to see the woman's face further. Unexpectedly, just after taking two steps, the woman turned her head and turned her back to him. At this time, a gust of wind blew, and Xiuyuan was fascinated by the sand. When he opened it again, the woman was gone, leaving him alone standing on the stone bridge.

Xiuyuan opened his eyes and it was indeed a dream. He rubbed his temples and walked out of bed. When he opened the door, Mochou happened to knock on his door.

"Mochou, what's wrong with you?" Xiuyuan saw Mochou who was worried outside the door, and his expression was very different from usual.

"I received a letter from my master, saying that he was sick, and I want to go back and see him."

"Don't worry," Xiu Yuan saw Mo Chou crying, his eyes slightly swollen, and probably had already cried. "Come in and talk slowly."

Xiuyuan pulled Mo Chou in and comforted her and sat down. "What's going on? Why did you suddenly get sick?"

"I don't know," Mo Chou Lihua's tears on her face, and she shook her head helplessly, "I just received the letter in the morning and came to tell you that I'm leaving."

"I'll accompany you." Xiuyuan volunteered to accompany him.

"No need, I have to go back day and night, maybe it's faster to be alone."

"That's fine." Although Xiu Yuan was worried, he felt that Mo Chou was right and did not force him.

So after a while, Mochou, who had been packed, rode away from the Li family. Xiuyuan sent Mochou away for a walk along the river outside the town. The river water rose a while ago, destroying many fishing boats on the shore, but the stone bridge by the river that had been built for many years still stood there, as solid as a soup.

Xiuyuan couldn't help but walk up the stone bridge, touching the cold stone, and touching the middle point of the stone bridge. His subordinate suddenly felt a bulge. He raised his hand and saw two lines of words:

"The light spirit stone steps invade the sunset, and the wind and moon flow in the sky and the sky cliffs."

The handwriting is engraved very deeply, but it seems that it has existed for many years. Xiuyuan thought about it and said that the person who had a poem engraved on the stone bridge should be unable to speak in his heart. When he thought of this, he couldn't help but smile and walked down.

"Xiyuan," he walked down the stone bridge and heard someone calling him from behind. Xiuyuan turned his head and was behind him.

"Miss Unshift." Xiuyuan saw that he was unshifted and his eyes lit up. Since the incident between Xuehan and Jingxian, Xiuyuan has been unable to feel unshifting eyes for a while. He can't tell what it feels like. Sometimes he feels empty, but he didn't expect to see her by the river.

Unswervingly came over, getting closer and closer to Xiuyuan, and still had bright eyes and white teeth, and a fascinating face.

Cultivation can see yourself from your unswerving and clear eyes, "Why are you here?"

Buyu looked at him, "I, in fact, have been following you," and his cheeks couldn't help but flushed. "I saw you come out of home and follow you."

Xiuyuan didn't know how to answer for a while, "I just sent Mochou away. Her master may have to go back for a few days when he is sick."

He nodded non-humanly, "I think you look not very good. You didn't have a rest yesterday, right?"

Xiuyuan nodded, "Yes, I've had a weird dream all night."

"Strange Dream?" Buyu followed Xiuyuan to the town, and paused for a moment when he heard Xiuyuan say this.

"Yes, it's a strange dream," Xiuyuan also paused for a moment, recalling the scene he saw in his dream yesterday, "There is a woman in red clothes in the dream, reciting poems on the bridge." Then he pointed casually and pointed at the stone bridge he had just walked over.

I looked up at my eyes unswervingly and looked at Xiuyuan's hands, and I felt a bad feeling again.

"It's time for me to go back, Miss Buyu," Xiuyuan stopped and looked at Long Buyu.

I understand the meaning of cultivating fate. Although cultivating fate has always kept a distance from me, since Xuehan's incident, Cultivating fate has really wanted to avoid me.

Without waiting for Buyu to answer anything, Xiuyuan walked away. Looking at Xiuyuan's thin back, he stood there unceasingly, waiting for him to walk away little by little.

Xiuyuan felt the unswerving look at him while walking. He had a strong look back, but this kind of unswerving was stopped by the voices that were forbidden in his heart. No, no, no, and not seeing him. It is better to not see him than to struggle. Instead of letting her give up as soon as possible.

Xiuyuan, who returned to the mansion, felt unprecedented fatigue. After lunch early, he went back to the room to sleep. As soon as he lay down, Xiuyuan's heavy sleepiness swept over.

On the stone bridge again, Xiuyuan walked slowly, and the woman in red was still facing each other, surrounded by smoke and dreams. Xiuyuan felt that her mind was not very clear, but she walked towards the stone bridge uncontrollably. The woman in red still looked at her side, "Are you here?"

Xiuyuan couldn't speak and stopped not far from the woman.

"You are finally here, twenty years, I have been waiting for you for twenty years." The woman in red murmured softly, Xiu Yuan's feet were out of control and gradually walked towards the woman in red.

"Girl, who are you?"

"Did you forget me?" The woman lowered her head, rubbing the snow-white soft-art on the stone bridge. The place where the ten fingers stayed was where Xiuyuan stopped during the day, and there was a poem there.

"The light and spiritual stone steps invade the sunset, and the wind and moon flow in the sky and the cliffs of the sky." The woman read out this poem.

Xiuyuan thought this poem was very familiar, but he just couldn't remember where he had heard it.

"This is what you wrote to me. I memorize it and then carve it here. There is my name in this poem, and you don't remember it?" The woman's long eyelashes flashed, as if something crystal clear in her eyes.

"Girl, who are you?" Xiuyuan asked her again.

"Mao Lian, you have to bear me." The woman ignored him and repeated one by one, "You have to bear me, I have to bear me." Suddenly, her long hair flew up, and a gust of wind rolled up the woman's three thousand black silks. The red clothes also became flaunted in an instant. The woman's green fingers suddenly turned into white bones. The black hair covered her face and still couldn't see clearly. Xiu Yuan was stunned and could not move. The woman spread her hands to attack Xiu Yuan. At this moment, one hand grabbed Xiu Yuan's arm and pulled him back. Xiu Yuan was pulled back by this external force. Xiu Yuan seemed to have recovered consciousness for a while. He bounced back to Xiu Yuan. He flew back to Xiu Yuan. He flew back to Xiu Yuan with his hands and cut a purple light on his chest. The woman was repelled by the attacking purple light. Because the purple light flashed too bright on his back, he couldn't help but block his eyes with his sleeves.

I thought it was now, so I pulled the Xiuyuan and ran back quickly.

"Where is this?" Xiu Yuan asked while running with Buyu.

"In your dream."

"How can we get out?" Xiuyuan was puzzled. Since it was a dream, why did he have a clear consciousness but he just couldn't wake up.

Keep the relationship tightening, "Hold me and don't let go."

Xiuyuan nodded and grabbed it without hesitation, only to see a white hole in front of him, getting closer and closer.

"Did you see that half-man-high hole? Let's jump in."

Xiuyuan nodded again, unswervingly, turned around and the woman in red was chasing her. The two of them accelerated and saw that they reached the white hole. Buyu grabbed Xiuyuan and jumped in.

When Xiuyuan jumped into the hole, he was shining with dazzling strong light. He covered his eyes and grabbed it with his other hand. A strong wind sucked them in the hole. Through the hole, the two fell on the ground as soft as the lawn, and then the hole gradually closed.

Xiuyuan rolled on the ground a few times, but still grabbed him tightly. The two of them rolled down and turned around for a few times before stopping.

At this stop, Xiuyuan opened his eyes, and his unswerving face was close at hand. He felt the warm breath she breathed. Xiuyuan's eyes were facing the unswerving eyes, and those pairs of eyes were right in front of him. Facing the suffocating face of beauty, Xiuyuan looked at her in a daze.

It was the first time that Buyu looked at Xiuyuan so close. Then she let go of her hand. Xiuyuan also realized that she had grabbed her too tightly. The two of them who had loosened their hands sat aside.

"Now, she can't get in." Unshine's eyes floated to the side.

"What is the woman in red?" Xiu Yuan nodded and asked without hesitation.

"It's the wronged soul, she has entered your dream."

"Then where are we now?" Xiu Yuan stood up and looked around. The surroundings were green grass, a place like a paradise.

"This is my dream, the place where I grew up." Buyu stood up, "I found you were entangled in the nightmare of the wronged soul, so I created a dream, come in from my dream to save you."

Xiuyuan turned his head and looked at Buyu. He used to know that Buyu was beautiful, but he never dared to look at her directly because she was so beautiful. This time, Xiuyuan didn't know whether it was because of the dream or when he looked at her up close, he felt so timid and relieved. He looked at Buyu straight, and his eyes could not be removed from her delicate face.

Buyu noticed that Xiuyuan looked at him and was at a loss for a moment, so he took his eyes away unnaturally.

Xiuyuan then looked elsewhere. "This is so beautiful, did you grow up here?" He smiled and gestured with his hand on his waist, meaning that he was unswerving when he was a child.

Buyu nodded with a smile and gestured around his waist, "I grew up, but I was still a little fox at that time."

Once you say it, you will not be natural. This is not natural because you have forgotten that you are not a human being.

Xiu Yuan saw that the unswerving expression was different, and seemed to realize something, and took over the topic, "The little fox is also a child, right?"

Buyu was stunned and looked up at Xiuyuan. He was smiling at him. The smile seemed to have taken her back for hundreds of years. The venerable under the veil gently caressed the injured himself. The compassionate smile made the silver fox slimly look up his eyes and shrink his head and snuggle under his palm to keep warm.

Buyu also pursed his lips and smiled slightly.

The two of them paused for a while, but after a while, they still broke the silence. "Xuyuan, have you met something recently? Why did you encounter a nightmare?"

Xiuyuan was asked by Buyu to remember the thrilling moment. He shook his head, "I dreamed of this woman yesterday, but it was still a stone bridge. She had been reading a poem. As for today," Xiuyuan paused for a moment and suddenly remembered something, "I remembered that there were two poems engraved on the stone bridge, and the woman kept repeating it. I asked her who it was, and she said I had let him down-she called me, and called me Maolian."

"Mao Lian?" Buyu glanced at her eyes, "Do you know this person?"

Xiuyuan shook his head, "I haven't heard of it."

"Do you still remember those two lines of poetry?"

Xiuyuan recalled hard, "I remembered that the light stone steps invaded the sunset, the wind and moon were flowing in the sky, the sky was clear, and the wind and moon were walking. Yes, these two sentences."

Repeat unswervingly, "What's the point here."

"Is it a hidden poem? What does the meaning of the sentence?" Xiuyuan also repeated himself.

Buyu was reminded by this sentence, thinking about something, "Don't worry about these things for now. If you practice cultivation and practice fate, you may not be able to sleep first."

Xiu Yuan opened his eyes wide, "Can't sleep anymore?"

He nodded, "Otherwise the nightmare will look for you again at any time. I'm afraid I won't be so timely every time."
Chapter completed!