When I was fifteen, on August 18th, thirty-two would-be wizards competed for sixteen cold orchids.
Ding Xue Hanlan is the sacred flower in our town, which is white and easy to wither. Growing on the top of the mountain, it is not easy to pick.
When I was thirteen, an epidemic broke out in my town, and many magicians died. Some people outside the town think that wizards will not die. They are aggressive, saying that since we can not die, we are much luckier than ordinary people, and naturally we should serve them more.
Be speechless. Magicians are not immortals, nor will they live forever. No magician I know has lived beyond 256. Once the cycle is over, they will die.
The magician's life, carved sixteen rounds.
Many people died of the epidemic, and Lan Chen and I were locked at home because we were under 16 years old. During that time, the only person I saw during the day was Lan Chen Lan Chen, who was separated by two windows. Wizards should take the lead in epidemic control. Shu Qiao and Qian Ji are absent during the day, and neither is the house in Lan Chen next door. I stood at the window, looking at Lan Chen, and he stood at the window. I didn't speak, and I couldn't hear what I said. We just stand opposite each other, wasting every day. The room is quiet and the street is quiet. No one stood by the window and looked at my Lan Chen.
Only he can see me laugh and only he can see me cry. It's just that he's not a deadpan prop that melts in ashes.
If he is not here, I can only stare at the wall every day, or watch the water of Luoqing River flow through the same way, forcing myself not to think about it, as if time would accelerate and my parents would come back.
Luckily, I still have Chen Lan.
Lunch is a cold meal left over from Shu Qiao in the morning. I put the bowl on the windowsill and watched Lan Chen eat it. After eating, I washed the dishes. When I came back, I saw Lan Chen smiling at me with a photo. In the picture, I am holding a bowl, with a serious face and an ugly face.
At the age of fourteen, Cen Ming taught us to speak with a silver mirror. It's my turn to practice with Lan Chen. We sat, holding a mirror and reciting terms. The mirror heard his breathing, but I didn't know what to say. So, silence, sitting opposite.
Millennium looked at us strangely for a long time, then pushed me away and smiled at the silver mirror: "Good morning, brother Chen Lan."
Later, Cenming never arranged for Lan Chen and I to practice in a group, but because of Shu Qiao, I seldom went to see him again.
By the end of 13th year, the epidemic had passed. The weather is cold, and there is white at the door of every house. The air is depressed.
The number of magicians has dropped sharply. In order to restore the vitality of the legal profession as soon as possible, the proportion in the next two years has been relaxed a lot. Some people with poor practice have become magicians, laughing and going out in the name of our town, losing face. The vitality of the dharma circle has not only failed to recover, but also damaged the clearing of qi. The cold orchid at sunset has withered and withered, leaving only three flowers on the top of the mountain.
Holy flowers are spiritual.
Helpless, 33 people were promoted, and only 3 people can succeed this year. No matter how profound the Tao is, you can't change it.
I heard rumors.
When it comes to the two teenagers by the Luo Qing River, Lan Chen is brilliant. After Mo Chun, Qian Ji is diligent in learning from Iraqis and is the daughter of Shu Qiao, and will be promoted to success. I just don't know who the other one is.
What's more, although Chen Lan Qian Ji is a great god and a proud pupil of Cenming, Chen Lan is short, too slim, and Qian Ji is afraid of dogs. Without the courage to inherit the ancient bridge, he may not succeed.
I am sixteen years old this year, and there are four under Cenming. Shu Qiao said that when I was four years old, Cenming hoped that all four of us could become real magicians successfully, but this year is impossible.
Well, I should still be Cenming's apprentice, right?
While I was daydreaming, Qihua carried me into the room. She sat down and put me on her lap.
"Well, Kiki, I really saw a lot of ugly things today," Kiki Hua hugged me and said to himself. "Gigi is gone, and money thinking is really flooding."
Huh?
Huahua scratched her head for a while, but still said to herself, "Millennium is much worse than Jiji, and she dared to seduce Lan Chen plainly. Her mother is loyal and respectable. Can she follow her example? " This is just a problem that haunts Chen Lan every day. I actually want to drag Chen Lan to accompany her to break the ring. How could she do that? She obviously doesn't love Chen Lan, but she pretends to like him, so that she can use Chen Lan to improve herself. "
Huahua sighed, put her hand gently on my head and murmured, "I really want to persuade Lan Chen not to be fooled for thousands of years, but how can he listen to me ..."
When Hua Fei carried me to Qian Sheng, Xiao Sheng was still burping. I was almost stunned by him when he carried me home.
six
The dog's nose is very clever. I smell the lemon shredded peanut cake in the Millennium room.
Pacing over, kneeling under the door, ears pricked up. The voice of the Millennium is small but very light: "In this way, we will definitely get Lenglan, but we must never let Qian Ji know."
I was born in December, a snowy day. Shu Qiao said that the day she married Qian Ji, so did she.
My father is tall, but certainly not as good as his brother. However, this big fool is so blessed. It goes without saying that he married Joe, and no one dared to judge him from then on.
My father secretly revealed to me that he was selfish when he proposed to his brother. 18, he remembered the charm of Joe girl. Of course, he can't marry Joe himself, but his brother can.
My mother married my father at seventeen and gave birth to me at twenty-six.
Qian Ji is auspicious. The name is Shu Qiao, but unfortunately, it is so similar to my own father that every time she gets angry, my father and I can't tell which one is scolded. I was supposed to be educated with an open mind, but I have to hear who it is first. When we finally understood it, Joe was almost finished with the book. Never mind, Qian Ji and I are always in the same boat, even though he has done more for me.
In the past two days, Qian Ji had to face the pressure of the great god Shu Qiao alone. Forgive me, Gigi, I am in pain, too.
I tried to lie low and look through the door at what Millennium was doing. As a result, my foot moved back and touched something hairy. I turned my head and saw Husky looking at me intently and seriously.
Oh, my God.
Before, I bit my tongue myself.
Husky didn't move like me. There seemed to be silence behind the door for a long time, but the voice of the Millennium suddenly came: "Xiao Sheng? Are you there? "
Husky remained unmoved, so I slowed down a little and moved outside.
"Qian Sheng, I know you're here. Come out." Millennium is opening the cupboard door, and there is the sound of wardrobe opening and closing.
As a teddy bear, I know that Qian Sheng is really in his sister's room, but as a Qian Ji, I know that Qian Sheng can't be here.
Shu Qiao said that when Qian Sheng was born, Millennium and I were put aside to watch, but I was only two years old at that time, so I naturally don't remember. But in my impression, Qian Sheng played behind us. He once told me that when he was four years old, Millennium beat him and I saved him. It is strange that I don't remember such heroic deeds.
Qian Sheng looks like his father and looks better than his sister. Unfortunately, he grew up fleshy and tall. Now he has successfully surpassed Lan Chen. Plus, Lan Chen is thin, and people who don't know him will think that Qian Sheng is taller.
How can this tall and fat guy hide in a room for thousands of years?
The faint voice of the Millennium rang again.
"Xiao Sheng, if you don't come out again, it will be bad."
I thought about it, turned to look at the husky, and then started screaming desperately. Ah, Teddy's cry is not nice at all. It's sharp and nervous, which makes my ears hurt.
Book Joe worried that I was careless and simply deprived me of the right to speak. I didn't expect to work very well these days, and I hardly made any phone calls. All my strength has been preserved to this day. I'm killing myself.
I jumped up and raised the decibel. The good-natured husky stared at me and finally cried. The bark was serious, mingled with discontent and anger.
Qian Sheng, Qian Sheng, please remember to thank me if you can escape your sister's robbery today. Qian Ji, he ran away when he saw the dog ignoring his face, and today he barked at a monster for you.
I must be crazy, so I closed my eyes and screamed.
Husky started patting the ground with his paws, staring at me with dark and angry eyes, showing his fangs.
Qian Ji, Qian Ji, you really deserve to die.
I still scream: violence, persistence. Teddy's little body rattled on the floor. Husky's growl rushed to the end of my ear, and the bitten tongue oozed blood and shook the lacrimal gland, indicating that Husky couldn't bear to rush over again.
The door was brushed open and Millennium flew in. Of course, she won't show mercy. My head and my whole back were beaten hard and cold. Fortunately, Teddy's body collapsed limply and weightlessly, and he was half dizzy on the ground.
"Noisy what noisy! Qian Ji's dog is as shameless as her. If you dare to call me again, I will kick you to death! "
Husky seems to have calmed down and nothing happened.
"And you, go over there!"
Heavy door closing. The sound of huskies falling slowly. The quiet low tide sound of lacrimal gland.
A strong smell of blood came from the joint between the tongue and the brain and filled the nose.
There was no movement in the Millennium room, and I was unable to get up again, so I simply fell to the ground and slept.
When the smell of blood oozed from his nose, Qian Sheng's voice came over: "You helped me on purpose, didn't you?" You're not Kiki, are you? "
There was a silence. Qian Sheng's clear and moist breath almost pressed on me. I pretended to be asleep, dragging a pinch of hair in my paws.
"You are ... Sister Xiaoji ... right?"
I bit my tongue and tried to make my breathing longer.
Fortunately, he didn't speak again. He stood for a while and then left.
Senior 2: Rain falls on Ozawa.