Longevity begins with slaying demons and eliminating demons

Chapter 797: If the love lasts forever

When the two arrived in Longzhou, the sun had already begun to set.

The old little temple stands quietly on the outskirts of the city. The green tiles on the eaves have long been mottled, revealing the vicissitudes of time.

The light of the setting sun shines on the temple walls, casting a warm golden orange color.

As soon as they crossed the threshold, the little monks, like last time, could not wait to run up to them with the fortune sticks in their arms and said enthusiastically, "Donors, would you like to ask for a fortune stick?"

"Young Master, you first!" Lu Shi looked at Gu Xu from a distance and smiled slightly.

The sunlight shone on her, and her white dress was stained with a light golden hue. Her whole body seemed to be shrouded in a soft halo, like a fairy walking out of a painting.

Gu Xu casually picked up a bamboo stick, on which was written "Best Luck" and the inscription "The orioles are chirping on the island in the river, the beautiful lady is the ideal match for the gentleman".

Lu Shiyao curiously leaned over to take a look. After seeing the fortune, a bright smile broke out on her face, and a shy blush quietly appeared on her cheeks.

Then, she also reached out to draw a lot, which was also "excellent luck", and the content was "what you deserve, what you deserve".

This sign implies a happy and harmonious marriage, and suggests that her fate with Gu Xu has matured. If there is any hesitation or wavering, she may miss the good opportunity and it will be difficult to recover.

"Son..."

She tilted her head to look at Gu Xu, her eyelashes trembling slightly.

Gu Xu put his arm around her slender waist and prepared to take her away.

At this time, the young monks nearby said in unison: "The marriage between the two donors is destined by heaven, and they will surely live happily together forever!"

Gu Xu glanced at them sideways and immediately saw through their intention - they were obviously here to ask for money.

However, he was in a good mood today and was not stingy. He took out a few silver pieces from his sleeve and handed them over.

The little monks took the silver, smiled happily, thanked repeatedly, and then ran away happily.

Gu Xu and Lu Shiyao's figures disappeared from the ruined temple, and then appeared beside the ancient wall covered with vines outside the temple.

In the cool evening breeze, Gu Xu quietly looked at the girl in front of him.

Eyebrows like distant mountains, eyes like autumn water, lips like cherry petals.

Even the most exquisite brushwork would find it difficult to depict such a flawless woman.

Gu Xu stretched out a hand and gently pushed a strand of Lu Shiyao's hair behind her ear.

Lu Shiyao's body trembled slightly, and her whole body tensed up immediately.

But she still restrained herself, standing there obediently, allowing his hand to gently caress her face, brush across her soft cherry lips, slide over her slender neck, stay on her thin back, and then slowly move to her slender waist.

The next moment, Gu Xu gently pulled her into his arms and pressed his lips against hers.

Soft and sweet, like tasting the delicate petals of spring and the clear spring water in the mountains.

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When it gets dark, a bright moon quietly hangs on the treetops, and its silver light spreads all over the earth.

Gu Xu and Lu Shiyao walked side by side into an inn in Longzhou.

"Sir, how many rooms would you like to stay in?" the shopkeeper asked, looking up and glancing at them.

Gu Xu turned his head slightly and looked at Lu Shiyao beside him.

At this time, he had used the power of Tao to cover up her appearance - that beautiful face that was favored by heaven and earth, only he could see it. In the eyes of others, she was just an ordinary girl.

"If you are not ready, I can wait." Gu Xu said to her using his spiritual sense.

He knew that Lu Shiyao had witnessed the tragedy of the Lu family's extermination and the sufferings of her loved ones. Those unbearable scenes may have left a deep shadow in her heart. Perhaps, she would feel uneasy and hesitant about intimacy between men and women.

Lu Shiyao lowered her head slightly, her fingers gently tugging at her sleeves, as if she was thinking about something.

After a moment, she raised her head and said to the innkeeper in a clear voice, "One room."

Gu Xu looked at the moonlight shining on her. The silver glow made her face look like a dream. She felt that the moonlight in the wilderness had never been as beautiful as it was tonight.

…………

The two walked into the room, lay on the couch side by side, holding hands, and staring at the starry night sky outside the window.

"Sir, please write a poem." After a long period of silence, Lu Shiyao suddenly suggested softly.

"Write poetry?"

"Well. I like your poems, sir." Lu Shiyao has always liked Gu Xu's poems, the beautiful and concise words in his poems, the extraordinary artistic conception contained in them, the wild imagination, and the spirit of embracing the world shown in his poems.

She felt that Gu Xu could always see the world from a unique perspective, seeing depths and breadths that she could not reach.

This outstanding talent and broad mind are exactly what she does not possess, but she admires very much.

"There is no poem, but there is a lyric." Gu Xu said.

He paused, then recited softly:

"The thin clouds make tricks, the flying stars spread hatred, and the silver man is far away in darkness. When gold, wind, jade and dew meet, they will defeat countless people in the world.

"Tender love is like water, good times are like dreams, and we can't bear to look at the Magpie Bridge on our way home. If our love lasts for a long time, how can we stay together day and night?"

"…If love lasts forever, why should we be together day and night…"

After Gu Xu finished speaking, Lu Shiyao couldn't help but recite the words over and over again. The more she recited them, the more she liked them.

She felt that the "long-lasting love" described in the young man's poem was a reflection of the deep affection between them.

Although they were once separated by life and death, the young master always had her in his heart and was willing to reverse the course of time to save her.

Whenever she thought of all this, a warm feeling welled up in her heart.

In this cold world, there is finally someone who always cares about her and is concerned about her.

"Son."

"Ok?"

"What kind of flowers do you like?"

"Fuqiu."

"why?"

"It emerges from the mud without being stained, washes in the clear water without being coquettish, its fragrance becomes clearer as it spreads further, and it stands tall and clean."

The corners of Lu Shiyao's mouth rose slightly.

At this time, Gu Xu asked back: "What about you? What kind of flowers do you like?"

"plum bossom."

"why?"

"I am living in a forest of ice and snow, not mixed with the fragrant dust of peaches and plums. Suddenly, one night, the fragrance spreads, bringing spring to the world."

This is the poem that Gu Xu wrote when he participated in the "Baihua Poetry Society" at Lu's house in Qingzhou - no, to be precise, it was copied down.

Tonight, Lu Shiyao carried it out and gave it back to him.

Gu Xu couldn't help but chuckle.

His hand involuntarily fell on Lu Shiyao's waist and untied the white ribbon around her waist.

However, he did not just throw the ribbon under the bed, but wrapped it around her head and tied it gently, covering her eyes.

Lu Shiyao's vision suddenly became pitch black, as if the whole world had fallen into an unknown abyss.

Her heartbeat began to speed up, and her toes curled up slightly, revealing a hint of nervousness.

"Son..."

"I've heard people say that when you lose your sight, your other senses become more acute."

After a while, the snow-white dress slipped to the ground.

The girl bit her lip lightly and lay quietly on the couch.

Like the snow on the top of Mount Yishan, like jade condensed from moonlight, like a lush blooming lotus.

Gu Xu bent down and kissed her.

At this moment, Lu Shiyao felt as if countless fireworks exploded in her body, popping one after another, and no force could extinguish them.

With every tremor of her skin, muscles and bones, she was thrown into the clouds and fell into the underworld in an instant.

Rise, fall.

Rise, fall.

Then, with a bang, the whole world collapsed.