Ice Fantasy Chapter 10: Snow Country (5)

When I woke up, Tuo Huang was healing Pian Feng, Liao Jian sat weakly on the ground, and Xing Gui in his arms was still sleeping. As for Chao Ya, he fell to the ground, and the white blood flowing from his mouth spread all over the ground, like the cold snow water when the snow melted. Die Che fell to the ground, her eyes glazed over, her appearance seemed to have aged several hundred years in an instant. And the sharp moonlight in Luna's hand was already pointing at her neck.

The wall of sighs at the end of the palace has collapsed into pieces, dust is flying up, and then gradually sinking.

Die Che kept shaking her head, she said: Impossible, how could someone other than Huanxue Shenshan destroy the Wall of Sighs.

Moon God put away the moonlight in her hand, and she said: It seems that there is no need to kill her, she is already dead.

When leaving Potian Suzaku, Chao Ya said to me: Wang, in fact, in the legend of our Wule tribe, Die Che is the best goddess, beautiful and kind. Wang, if you are proficient in temperament, you should understand that it is absolutely impossible for a person with a sinister heart to be able to play such a gorgeous piece of music.

Luna said: So I didn't kill her either. Wang, in fact, she didn't use the most powerful assassination technique on us, otherwise Liao Jian and Xing Gui would have died under her hands long ago. When I actually fought her, I realized that her assassination technique was not inferior to mine.

I turned around, the Temple of Potian Suzaku had lost its light blue luster, Die Che had put away all her spiritual power, and that palace had turned into a huge and gorgeous ruin. I saw court ladies and musicians coming out of it constantly, and I knew it must be Die Che who told them to leave. Because when we passed the Wall of Sighs, Die Che said: Ka Suo, I don't want to keep this palace anymore. Because I always thought that my feelings were the greatest feelings in the world, strong and desperate, but I found another feeling that was completely above me, so I didn't need to guard this Heaven-shattering Suzaku Temple anymore. I think maybe I will also go to the mortal world, play the qin and sing songs, so that the mortals in the world will remember my phantom butterfly qin, just like remembering the silent qin of Chao Ya's mother.

Then I saw her smile, light and warm like a poplar flower. This all-powerful woman is no longer the proud and overriding southern protector, but an ordinary woman, holding her piano in her arms and playing sad movements.

I bent down to her, as my emperor, I don't know what kind of person was in her life before, hurriedly walked through the track of her life and left, but such a short time can make her Hundreds of years and thousands of years later, I still care about it like this. Die Che gave me a dream, and she told me that there was that person in that dream, and she kept having this dream, every night, for a thousand years. In that dream, there was a courtyard covered with cherry blossom petals and snow. When the wind blew, the cherry blossoms on the ground flew like falling snow. A person appeared in the middle of the snow, with a gentle and bright smile, thick black eyebrows, Shiny pupils. He walked up to Die Che, bent down, and smiled at her, his smile was as bright as a torn morning sun. Then there was a gust of wind, and the cherry blossoms on the ground danced wantonly, turning blood red in mid-air, his hair and robe flew up at the same time, making a rustling sound. Then the picture freezes, and everything gradually dissipates like mist.

Nightmare · Die Che · Flame Break

My name is Die Che, and I was born in the Wule clan. My queen mother told me that when I was born, Zhuoyue star just rose to the highest point in the sky, and those icy and clear lights diffused in the dark night sky, and finally fell in my pupils and became crystal souls.

I have been a child with high spiritual power since I was a child, and my hair is longer than that of my brothers and sisters. They love me very much and always hug me and put me on their shoulders. They kept calling my name, Die Che, Die Che, Die Che.

My favorite little brother is named Chi Mo, he is the youngest boy of our Wule tribe, his hair is as soft as velvet. We grew up together.

My little brother, like me, is a child with high spiritual power. He taught me all kinds of illusions, taught me how to control the strings that turn into light, the gentle eyebrows and the smiling lips.

When we were all children, Chi Mo always took me to the depths of the snow-fog forest, watching those huge birds whizzing through the shadows of the forest, their desolate and cracked calls echoed in the blue sky. A series of transparent scars appeared on the blue sky. The little brother always looks at those flying birds in a hurry and says to me: Die Che, have you ever thought about flying to the sky to have a look? I want to know whether the clouds are full of cherry blossoms or full of undead.

Whenever Chi Mo said this to me, I always saw the mottled tree shadows that became deep and shallow under the sun falling into his white and crystal clear pupils. Many times I have the illusion that my little brother's eyes are black, that kind of pure and weird black like purple violet ink, which embraces everything and covers everything. I always feel deep fear, but every time Chi Mo will smile at me, the smile is clean and beautiful, like those bright sunshine fragments all turned into crystal flowers, slowly blooming like ripples on his face.

I have always persistently believed that my brother's body has the fragrance of flowers blooming. As I believe there is a spirit of flowers in his clothes.

The fragrance of a moment can last forever.

Chi Mo is 10 years older than me. When I was 120 years old, my favorite little brother Chi Mo was already 130 years old. In that early morning, when I ran out of the house to find Chi Mo to play with me, I saw Chi Mo standing in the middle of the snow, my grown-up little brother. The moment he turned his head, I heard the sound of cherry blossoms blooming around me.

Chi Mo stood in front of me, tall and straight, his long white cloak outlined his slender figure like floating clouds. Chi Mo is more handsome than my father and all my elder brothers, his eyebrows are like straight swords flying slantingly into his hair at the temples, his eyes are as bright as shining stars, and his face is like a veil of cold. A deep silhouette carved by the wind. He was facing me, with the corners of his mouth raised, showing his white teeth, and I saw my little brother's smile as bright as a torn morning sun.

Cherry blossoms were blooming presumptuously behind him. He walked in front of me, bent down, lowered his face and said to me: Die Che, good morning.

Ten years later, I also became an adult. I stood in front of Chi Mo and smiled at him, just like he smiled at me ten years ago. Chi Mo squinted his eyes to look at me, his eyelashes were long and soft, he said: Die Che, you are the most beautiful woman I have ever seen. Prettier than my mother.

Chi Mo's mother's queen was a concubine of my father's queen, who died a long time ago. His mother's death was concealed for some unknown reason, except for my father's king and my mother's queen. No one knows either.

Chi Mo has been a child without a mother since he was a child, but he has always been quiet and kind-hearted, gentle and aloof from the world. Still growing up like that. He will show a stretched smile because of the blooming of a flower, and he will smile when he looks up at the sky. Every evening, sitting alone on the highest wall of the palace and playing the piano, countless birds hovered above his head, feathers scattered down and covered his pupils, turning his eyes into dove gray, and the clouds bloomed like intoxicated red flowers .

He has lived like this for a hundred years, every time I ask him: Brother, are you not lonely? He looked at me and said: With Die Che, I will never be lonely.

Chi Mo and I have the strongest spiritual power in the family. I am the pride of my father, but Chi Mo is not. My father doesn't like him. When I was young, every time my father saw me and Chi Mo together, he always came over, picked me up and put me on his shoulder, and then walked away, leaving my brother alone. But Chi Mo has never been sad, he always stands behind me and looks at me, whenever I look back, I always see his bright smile like a cherry blossom, he stands on the horizon and quietly watches me go further and further Far.

I asked my father why he didn't like Chi Mo. That was the first time I asked him, and it was also the last time. Because the father's warm face suddenly condensed like frost. Then he stroked my hair and said to me: Dieche, when one day I grow old, you will become the new king of the Wule clan, and you will stand in the center of the hall and play the piano for our great king, your The melody will resound throughout the Snow Empire. You are the pride of your father. And when I looked up, I always saw the face of my father with dignity like a god. He stroked my long hair and smiled at me, his smile was like a deep evening mist.

I have never blamed my father, but I just feel so sad and sad when I look at my little brother. Because I adore my father Wang, he is the greatest luthier in the history of the Wule clan. Chi Mo also admired him. Whenever he mentioned his father, his eyes would shine brightly, and his expression was extremely respectful. However, my royal father doesn't like him, and I always feel sorry for Chi Mo.

My father is the royal musician of the king of the Huanxue Empire, and he is also the man who is most proficient in melody in the Wuyue clan. In the past, many kings of the Wuyue tribe were women, and their melody was soft and gorgeous, but my father's melody was like the scorching sun and the howling snow. I haven't heard my father's first performance as an imperial musician, I just heard the legends among the family members. They told me that on that day, the spirit of the father’s music was floating in the sky over the entire Huanxue Empire, and all the birds flew from all directions of the Huanxue Empire to the high sky. The sky is long gone.

I am the pride of my father, he always takes me to participate in various festivals in Renxue City. He lifted me high above his head and said to all the wizards, swordsmen, and astrologers: This is my daughter, the best musician in our family. I bowed my face on top of my father's head, and saw my father's smile on his face. There is a howling wind in the hall, my hair and robe are scattered in the air, I see the faces of those people around me, they are smiling at me, but I always think of Chi Mo's face, I want to know, those who have Did the falling petals land on his long eyelashes again?

Every time I leave the palace of the Wule Clan to go to Renxue City, my elder brother Chi Mo will always stand at the gate to see me off. He always bows his face and says to me: Die Che, I will wait you come back.

When I leave the palace, I always turn my head to look at my elder brother, watching his robe blowing in the wind, seeing his quiet smile, like the blurred and light starlight guarding the edge of the city gate . Tiny snowflakes kept hitting the black city wall around, as tragic and gentle as suicide.

And every time I come back, I always see Chi Mo sitting on the highest wall waiting for me, with a Guqin on his knees, his slender fingers playing melodious melodies on the strings, Those enigmatic birds were still hovering above his head, their feathers rustling down. When I see my quiet and imposing little brother, I always want tears in my eyes.

After Chi Mo and I had grown up and left the Snow Fog Forest, we never went back. Chi Mo also didn't take me to the end of the forest to see the birds flying through the tall shadows of the trees while screaming. Only occasionally we would stand on the highest wall of the palace, looking out to the other side of the ice sea. The elder brother was always hurt by the cold wind blowing by the ice coast, but he still stubbornly refused to close his eyes until tears welled up in his eyes. I asked him why he didn't close his eyes, and he turned his head and said to me: Why are those birds flying freely in the sky, but I have to stay in this castle forever?

I looked at my brother and didn't know how to answer him, but he smiled again in a flash, and said: Die Che, don't think about it, some things don't have answers. After speaking, he smiled brightly at me, the smile was like the fragrance of flowers.

Chi Mo always asks me: Die Che, do you know what is on the other side of the ice sea? I told him that my father told me that the other side of the ice sea is the place where the fire people live, they are an evil race. Chi Mo always looked at the direction of the other side of the ice sea for a long time without speaking, his back was facing me, I couldn't see his eyes, but I can imagine that his eyes must be filled with the shadows of birds flying in the sky.

The wind at the beach is always strong, every time my little brother would ask me: Die Che, are you cold? Then he would come and unbutton his robes and take me in his arms, and I would smell the flowers in full bloom. I know the spirits of those flowers are dancing again.

Chi Mo became the only wizard musician of my generation in my family, and none of my other brothers passed the qualification of wizard musicians. Originally, there were very few male musicians in the history of the Wuyue tribe, so when I saw my brother Chi Mo wearing the musician's gorgeous black illusion robe with gold trim, I felt a trance of happiness, slow and vague, but soul-stirring.

But I still heard my father's sigh behind me. When I turned my head away, I saw a tear flow from the corner of my father's eye. That was the first time I saw my father cry .

My little brother didn't like to talk to people since he was a child. He always stayed alone in one place, quiet and ordinary.

The most frequent sentence he said to me was, Die Che, do you want to leave with me? At that time, I didn't understand what he meant, so I asked him: leave? Chi Mo, do you mean to leave the palace of our Wule clan? Chi Mo looked at me, the sadness in his eyes was like a rushing sunset, he came over and grabbed my shoulders, looked down at me and said: Die Che, I really want to take you away, we can go to the other side of the ice sea, we It's okay to get out of here, would you like to?

I looked at Chi Mo's face, the pained look on his face was like deep scratches. I said: Brother, in fact, wherever you want me to go, I will follow you. Then Chi Mo buried his head on my shoulder, he didn't cry out, but his tears flowed down my neck drop by drop, I never knew that the tears of the Wule people could be so hot, almost I got burned.

Chi Mo said in a low voice: Die Che, I don't want you to go anywhere, you should live happily in the Wule clan's palace and become the new king of the Wule clan. Don't forget, you are my father's most beloved daughter.

The snowbirds in the sky flew over in a hurry, chirping one after another, making hoarse wounds one after another.

When I was 190 years old, my father officially announced that I would be the next king of the Wule clan. In the empty palace that day, my father's voice was particularly loud, and his voice lingered on the palace for a long time. I stood in the center of the hall, and the wind from somewhere kept blowing my hair to cover my eyes. I wanted to see Chi Mo's smile, so I wouldn't be so overwhelmed. But when I looked through the messy hair, I could only see Chi Mo's vague smile, I could see his white teeth and straight eyebrows, his smile like a torn morning sun seemed to be separated by a layer of water vapor. But I suddenly became quiet because I smelled the fragrance of flowers blooming around me.

At the end of my succession ceremony, I met the aloof king of the Huanxue Empire, who came to attend my succession ceremony. He is as tall and mighty as my father and king, but he has a layer of sacred brilliance that cannot be violated. He walked up to me, smiled at me, and said to me: Die Che, I know you are the most beloved daughter of your father, I will give you a piano, and you stretch out your palm.

When I stretched out my palm, I suddenly felt a small pain in my ten fingertips, and then the pain disappeared in an instant. I looked up at Wang, he smiled at me, and said: Die Che, try your spiritual power.

When I was chanting the incantation, I suddenly saw ten green shining strings radiating from between my hands, and then enveloped the entire hall in an instant. When I plucked the strings lightly with my fingers, I heard a rhythm I had never heard before.

Sitting on the high throne, the king smiled at me, and he said: From now on, this qin is called the magic butterfly qin.