Chapter 7: Return to the Immortal Mountain
The water bell was dazed, and felt that the body was very light, not only light, but also a feeling like catkins flying in the wind.
He was secretly surprised in his heart, could it be that he was already dead?
Suddenly remembered the pile of bloody and blurred white bones in front of him, and his heart was finished, didn't he become a pile of white bones, and flew to the ghost gate like this?
Zhuyue stood on the bamboo sword, kept looking up at the sky, meditating with her arms behind her back, and didn't notice that Shui Ling'er had begun to move a few times on the cloud bed. Suddenly, I felt a pain in my hand, and when I turned my head to look, this little ghost woke up, and crawled out of the cloud bed and bit him fiercely on the palm of his hand.
He touched his forehead with his other hand, and Shui Ling'er involuntarily let go, but a pair of misty eyes still stared at him with fear. Seeing that he wanted to touch his face, he paroded backwards in horror and almost slid off the bamboo sword.
Zhu Yue hurriedly took a step forward and hugged him into his arms.
Shui Ling'er was hugged by Zhuyue, and felt a warm current from his arm into his body, and his frightened heart slowly calmed down, rubbing his eyes to see more clearly, and found that the face of the person in front of him was peaceful and kind, not only did he not look afraid, but also a little bit of a feeling of wanting to get close to him, so he slowly let down his guard.
Tong Guò observed a series of changes in the expression on Shui Ling'er's face, and Zhuyue understood that he couldn't speak yet, so he patted him on the back and said, "Don't be afraid, we're almost at Jiluo Mountain, and when we get there, no one will hurt you anymore." ”
Shui Ling'er looked around tiredly, and found that this person was indeed flying with him, and suddenly felt extremely novel, and the fear was completely gone, and he kept twisting in his arms, becoming more and more excited, either reaching out to catch the clouds, or pointing to the birds that passed by.
After playing for a while, he finally got tired and fell asleep again.
When I woke up again, the feeling of flying was gone.
When he opened his eyes, he felt that his body was soft, and he stretched out his little hand to touch it, as if it were a mat.
At the same time, he smelled a special fragrance, like grass but not grass, a bit like the fresh smell of bamboo that has just grown after the rain, but it seems to be a layer higher than that, a little more secluded, the nose smells, and the sweetness penetrates into the heart and lungs.
He was about to roll on the mat, but there was a sudden pain between his eyebrows, as if he had been bounced by something.
Shui Ling'er was startled, her fear rose again, and she opened her eyes suddenly, and saw a person standing in front of her with a smile, and the hand that flicked her head had not had time to retract.
He came out again, and bit the finger viciously, but the man retracted his hand very quickly, and said with a look of disgust: "Wow, you little thing who doesn't know what to do, Zhuyue saved you and you bit him back, and now you want to bite me again, so I don't know how to repay you, see how I teach you!"
As soon as this person's hand was raised, he heard a voice behind him say lightly, "Zhuxing, don't make trouble, what's the anger with a child." ”
The person who called Zhuxing stopped, turned around and smiled at the visitor, "Zhuyue, do you think I am really willing to beat him? Besides, this will be known by my aunt, and I will not be punished." ”
Zhuyue chuckled, "It's good if you know, don't make trouble, and step aside, I have something to say to him." ”
Zhuxing flashed to the side honestly, and Shui Ling'er saw that the person who came was holding himself in mid-air, and his heart instantly settled, and he stretched out his little hand to hug him again. When Zhuxing next to him saw it, he was a little jealous in his heart, and laughed, "It seems that he has a relationship with you." ”
Zhuyue ignored him, picked up Shui Ling'er and sat down on the bamboo collapse where he was sleeping just now, pinched the soft little face, and said, "You are safe now, we have returned to Jiluo Mountain, and from now on you will live here until you grow up, do you think it is good?"
Shui Ling'er's mind is not open, and she can't understand too long sentences, and she can't speak. I only felt that Zhuyue's face was extremely warm, and the voice she made was as good as fairy music.
Since the death of the wolf mother, he has always been helpless, he has always been frightened, thinking that he will not be able to live from now on, and now he is so cared for, it is like in a dream, he can't help but be flattered, bury his little head deep into Zhuyue's arms, babbling and making a sound that seems to be laughing but not laughing.
While the three of them were frolicking and talking, Zhu Yue suddenly raised her head and said, "Auntie is here!"
When Zhu Xing heard this, he quickly straightened his waist, "My aunt really values this kid, and she just arrived, so she hurried over!"
Shui Ling'er saw that the faces of the two of them were suddenly solemn, and she didn't know what was going on, so she pulled the sleeves of the bamboo moon robe with her little hands.
Zhuyue let him go to the ground and led him out of the hall.
Shui Ling'er walked outside the hall, and was immediately pierced by a burst of strong light, and after getting used to it for a long time, she slowly saw the scene in front of her, and exclaimed in her heart, "Where the hell am I?"
I saw that the foot stretched out, is a square that can not be seen, the floor of the square is paved by cyan jade, and at intervals on both sides there is a white jade watch that is high into the sky. In addition to Huabiao, there was also a row of soldiers lined up neatly.
On closer inspection, these soldiers are all children about the same age as him, wearing bamboo hats, wearing military uniforms with strings of bamboo leaves, holding emerald green bamboo bows, with quivers on their backs, and grass shoes on their feet. The most interesting thing is that these little bamboo soldiers all look exactly the same, all standing solemnly and solemnly, and their expressions and postures do not lose the domineering spirit of a soldier at all.
Around the square, there are colorful auspicious clouds of different shapes floating everywhere, and the dazzling sunlight obliquely surrounds the past, overflowing with pale golden streamers in layers. Looking into the distance, the clouds are steaming in the blue, some of the peaks of the mountains are emerald green and elegant, such as shallow painting, and some are thick and heavy like ink splashes, like shadows and illusions in the clouds, looming.
Shui Ling'er looked back again, and it turned out that the place where he came out just now was a tall and majestic palace, and there was not a single brick or tile, and the palace was all built of bamboo.
He held Zhuyue's hand tightly, beads of sweat came out of his palms, his little body trembled, and he didn't dare to let out of his breath.
In the middle of the tension, the southern sky suddenly rippled slightly.
All eyes were on the clouds, and they saw a small golden dot slowly approaching, and when they completely emerged from the clouds, they saw that it was a white horse, but it flapped two huge wings and flew towards this side.
The horse was as white as snow, and its mane reflected a jewel-like brilliance in the sun. But what really surprised Shui Ling'er was not the flying white horse, but a woman in white sitting on horseback.
The woman's long dress of white snow silk swayed in the wind, and her eyes were as clear as black pearls under her pale eyebrows. The head is tied with a high bun, a hairpin crosses it, and two white ribbons run down the hair, like two crystal meteors in the night.
"The fairy is coming......