She Is Not a Witch

The discussion in the shrine was over, and several of them walked out one after another. Sumire and Hinatoru went to sit in a pavilion behind the shrine one after another.

"It's been a few years, Brother Yingdeng." Jinhua looked at the young master of Zhaoye Palace.

"Yes, I don't want to have so many changes in just a few years." Ying Deng exclaimed. He is about 30 years old, but he is still a younger generation in the school.

Recall that when he started ten years ago, the leader of the school was still the immortal of the bronze candle, and he was also the generation of his family's great grandfather. Many of the younger generations in the family also knew about the friendship between Lord Bronze Zhushang and Lord Gro. It is precisely because of this that the bronze candle Shangxian never married in his lifetime.

"Bronze candles are the elders in my family, and I was taken care of by them when I was young. Therefore, I will try my best to arrange for Master Gro's last wish and let the funeral go as it pleases." The firefly said that he agreed to stay. Because of that strange bird.

"And this time, Zhao Ye Gong can be regarded as a great love for that junior girl. If it weren't for her to take action, I am afraid that the follow-up would be unimaginable." For this reason, Ying Deng shook his head.

After this battle, many outstanding disciples of Zhaoye Palace withered, and the reputation of the door-to-door was greatly questioned and damaged. I am afraid that it will not be able to get rid of its influence for decades.

"When the setting up of the evening mountains is completed, Zhaoye Palace will close the mountain for ten years. I have thought about it and adjusted the hearts of the people in order to avoid another disciple from repeating the same mistakes." I can only sigh in acquiescence.

"But before that, I hope that Junior Sister Jialan can come to Zhaoye Palace. Zhaoye Palace will give extra hospitality and thank you." Master Yinghuo talked with Jinhua for the last time. Thing.

"I'll tell Junior Sister Jialan about this matter. As for whether to go or not, it depends on her own thoughts." Jinhua shook her head slightly.

"Thank you Jinhua, then. If Junior Sister Jialan doesn't want to, then you don't have to ask for it, just let it happen." The fluorescent lamp slightly arched his hands, and the two said a few more words, and then the fluorescent lamp said goodbye.

Standing in the pavilion, Jin Hua looked at the fluorescent lamp that went out. Although her strength was good, she was somewhat depressed and lonely at this time.

She couldn't help but recall the scene when she first arrived in the evening mountains the day before.

Although the land and mountains are luxuriant and beautiful, there are few elite disciples of Zhaoye Palace left. Most of the essence in the door has disappeared. Countless outstanding talents died in the civil war. After this time, can Zhaoye Palace keep it? It is difficult to come to the door.

For this, she also felt a touch of sadness. After all, this brother Yingdeng was an acquaintance. At the Four Sect Convention many years ago, when she was only seven or eight years old, she stood in the crowd and saw that this young man took the first place in one fell swoop. Scenery.

I don't want to see each other again many years later, everything has changed. In the seven years of Zhaoye Palace, he changed three consecutive positions until the new generation of fluorescent lamps took over. And the Fengyu School is not much better. After returning this time, I am afraid that the master will be passed on to himself.

Jinhua walked down the steps next to the pavilion, looked at the quiet woods behind, and walked slowly towards it.

Unlike the discussions in the shrine that are full of thoughts, the verdant woods here are still peaceful.

Layers of leaves are glowing with green and light yellow colors, bright and beautiful under the sun, swaying gently in the breeze. Occasionally some birds walked through it and fell on the branches and sing happily.

In the grass on the side of the path, some crickets and grasshoppers lie on the slender leaves, the colors are integrated with the surroundings, scattered and scattered, as the branches rushing in the wind, a clear blue appears in the sky, which makes people unconsciously relax And soothe it down.

Jinhua's dress is like autumn yellow apricot leaves, and like the smoky clouds at sunset, and its colors are mottled and changed in the sunlight in the forest. She walked slowly across a birch tree and aspen, and stopped in front of an acacia tree.

The tall tree crowns are like clouds, scattered across the branches, which are full of slender young leaves, and the small golden flowers dotted with them, each of which is like a small light yellow hydrangea, trembling in the breeze.

On one of the horizontal branches of this acacia tree, a girl in a pure white dress leaned against the tree and slept with her eyes slightly closed and her chest slowly rising and falling. Occasionally, a gust of wind blows, bringing a little white gauze skirt, exposing the white calf, which makes people feel dreamy and beautiful.

This child...

Jinhua shook her head slightly, with a faint smile on her face. The original sentiment in her heart did not know when it would dissipate, and she was filled with this little tranquility.

Perhaps yesterday was all sadness and regret, but at least, today's sun will still rise, and the breeze that accompanies the morning sun will still overflow the world.

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A few days later, Lorrain Hill woke up from a quiet and comfortable sleep.

I still have a little sleepiness in my mind, but at least I can get up and do something else now.

On his side is a soft and white quilt, with a veil-like tent falling on the top of his head, which is also dotted with light yellow leaves, making it not too monotonous.

Lorrainhill rubbed his eyes, sat on the bed for a while, awake for a few minutes, then separated the gauze tent, looked for the shoes, and then slowly stood up.

Tweeted—

The familiar birdsong sounded from the side, and two little guys, one yellow and one blue, stood on the wooden frame and screamed happily. The wings were still open from time to time, and they seemed very happy.

"Okay, don't worry about it." Lorrain Hill came to the wooden frame in her nightdress, stroked the two birds, and then scratched their stomachs.

Feeling the body in the fluffy feathers, Lorrain Hill couldn't help but speak.

"You have eaten a lot of good things recently, and you feel a bit fatter again."

Tweeted—

Dai Ju seemed to want to argue, saying that it was because other people fed the food too deliciously.

"So, are you raised by me or someone else?" I rubbed this guy's head and wanted to pick it up again, feeling how much heavier it is.

Dai Ju struggled, as if she didn't want Little Lorraine to hold her, because the girl always used it as a pillow recently, but in the end she still stunned and lay quietly in Lorraine's arms. Another blue jay fell on the girl's shoulder at this moment, and followed her out.

Lorrain Hill walked out of the house with two birds and came to the yard. It was very quiet, but it was much cleaner than before, and it seemed that people often came to clean it.

She opened the door, and there were bursts of light music from the shrine in the distance.

Following the light ringing of the copper bell and the crisp sound of wood chips in the wind, the girl gradually came to the side door of the shrine.

A maiden dressed in Tsing Yi is standing in the main hall for a blessing ceremony. Below is a newly promoted clan. They are all dressed in black clothes with red eyebrows. They pray with the maiden above. willing.

These people are also the maidens and sacrifices of the new clan of Yuzu. They will carry the skills and knowledge passed down from ancient times to the villages and residences in the evening mountains to open new shrines. So as to soothe the brand new dragon veins and bless the weather in this land.

Morning star solitary wind blessing the gods

Silver shining

I don't know how autumn is red

The eyes are still flat

Wandering alone to return home

Continuous Misty Rain

Playing the rhyme for a long time

.......

The singing of the sacrificial dance is long and gentle, which is very different from the heavy solemnity of the past. In the center of the shrine, the top wall is already open.

The breeze passing through the hall came in from the main entrance of the main hall, passing through a shrine maiden who closed her eyes and chanted, and then arrived at the wide window connecting the sky, where the wind chimes were swaying, and several golden star pendants collided with each other, sending out a crisp and pleasing sound. the sound of.

On the altar, there are no more debris, only the pure white flowers, emitting a delicate fragrance in the wind, spreading everywhere.

Outside the shrine, there is a lush and lush world.

Many lush trees grow inside and outside the valley, which are full of flowers of different sizes, and when the setting sun goes down, the setting sun shines in from directly opposite the valley, soaking the verdant mountains and plains until The red clouds were everywhere, and Xuanyi bathed in red inflammation.

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