beautiful as an angel

Chapter 196
"why?"

The old man shook his head: "No reason."

I walked behind the old man for a long way, and finally I couldn't bear to sit down on the ground.

"Are you tired so soon? There is still a long way to go to Tianmo Palace! Get up quickly, don't waste time."

I rubbed my legs and said, "I don't want to get up."

The old man sighed and said, "Oh, Diexiang is never lazy, why is her daughter so lazy?"

At this time, there were bursts of crisp flute sounds in the distance, melodious and melodious, like the sound of gurgling water.

"The sound of the flute...could it be Yueli?" The old man suddenly looked up at the moon, "Yueli, you don't have to hide, I know you are on that laurel tree."

"Haha, after so many years, Xingxiu, you are still as good-sighted as before." A white dress flew down from the bright moon, and in front of her was a delicate woman in white.She doesn't seem to be very old at all, only 27 or [-] years old at most.

"Yueli, how have you been these past few years? When I saw you, I thought of Diexiang. Sigh, she was willing to be locked in the world of ice and snow for this girl." The old man said, pointing at me.

Yueli looked at me and said, "It really looks like Diexiang."

I looked up at Yueli and asked, "Who are you?"

"Xingxiu, she should be called 'Yiyuan', right? I heard Diexiang mention her name," Yueli bent down, and whispered in my ear, "Your mother and I are sworn sisters, but I don't like it." Others call me 'Auntie', you just call me 'Sister'."

I looked up at Yueli's beautiful eyes and said, "I miss my mother so much."

"Yiyuan, don't think too much about Diexiang, after all, Diexiang is always by your side to accompany you." Yueli said, pointing to the blue butterfly love hanging on my neck.

Landielian hanging around my neck nodded to Yueli: "Yeah."

"Yueli, what you just blew was 'Gurling Water'?"

Yueli nodded: "Yes, Xingxiu, your ears are really good."

"So, do you remember that poem?"

"Is that the song "Murling Water" by Die Xiang?"

The old man nodded: "Yes, that's the one."

"Remember, she also wrote the lyrics for this piece of mine."

"What poem?" I asked curiously.

Yueli walked a few steps forward, raised her head and looked at the moon: "How many streams are there? Only the branches of fallen flowers. The gurgling water and the bright moon shine, and ask where the Milky Way falls."

After reciting the poem, Yueli said: "Diexiang's literary talents are quite good, but I actually think she is better than Binghan now. Xingxiu, don't you think so?"

The old man nodded: "Actually, sometimes I think so, but she didn't complete the task. She didn't do well in the aspect of 'not being remembered by everything in the world', so she didn't reach the level of 'unfeeling' like Binghan."

"Binghan is indeed quite 'unfeeling'. After all, he and Diexiang are usually so close. How can I say that he shouldn't have locked Diexiang in the world of ice and snow for ten years. Even if you punish Diexiang, you even want to Let Diexiang come out, but Binghan refuses to release Diexiang at all."

"He may be afraid that if he violates his mission, he will end up like Diexiang!"

"I actually hate Binghan. Not only is he unfeeling, he is also very selfish. He snatches all the easy tasks and leaves the hard tasks to Diexiang. Xingxiu, you don't care about your big disciple." Son."

The old man shook his head: "It's hard to manage. In fact, I think difficult tasks can train a person better."

(End of this chapter)