The strongest world crossing

"Girl, are you... not feeling well?" Ye Zhen met the white-clothed girl in front of her, her small hands trembling slightly, and her beautiful eyes kept staring at her.

"Girl, what are you..." Ye Zhen felt a little uncomfortable being stared at.

"The north and south peaks are high in the sky, and the two peaks are relatively disconnected. Come to Xinyu Lake late, and a cloud of idiots locks the second peak..."

"That's great... That's great... Can you tell the little girl what this poem means?" Xiaobai calmed down, and showed a faint smile to Ye Zhen, with an instant charm, I don't know how many men fell in love with him.

"Why not?" With a smile on the corner of Ye Zhen's mouth, he looked at the rice paper and said softly:

"The first two sentences of the poem refer to the north and south sides of the West Lake. There is a mountain on each side, which towers into the clouds. However, although these two peaks face each other, they are not together."

"The last two lines, the three words in the poem: new, crazy, lock, are because after the new rain, the clouds and mists are lingering, connecting the two mountains together. With the connection of clouds and mists, the two of them are counted together. "

"No matter what, being able to be with the person you like is happiness, but it's a pity..."

Ye Zhen raised his head, looked at the mist gradually dissipating under the warm sun, shook his head slightly and sighed, "The time we have been together is too short...too short...".

"Yeah...to be together, that is happiness" Ye Zhen's words in his ear made Xiaobai's eyes clouded again unconsciously.

Chapter 287 Because, Xiaobai Remembers

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"Looking at your appearance, you should be here to sell calligraphy. I wonder how much this calligraphy is worth?" Xiaoqing asked softly when her sister kept her eyes on the calligraphy.

"Is ten taels enough?"

Ye Zhen shook his head slightly, just smiled without saying a word.

"Then a hundred taels?" Xiaoqing raised the price.

Ye Zhen still shook his head.

"Qianliang! You kid, you are too greedy." Xiaoqing frowned slightly.

"It is true that Ye Mou came out to sell calligraphy, but... Ye Mou intends to give away this calligraphy, so he cannot sell it to the two girls."

"But if the two girls like Ye Mou's handwriting, Ye Mou can also give the two girls a set of handwriting," Ye Zhen said softly.

"Thank you son..." This is a love poem, Xiaobai wanted to ask Ye Zhen who to send it to, but the words came to his lips, and he swallowed them.

Ye Zhen carefully put away the rice paper that was almost dry, and then picked up the pen to write again.

"Double butterfly embroidered skirt. Dongchi banquet. First meeting. Vermilion powder is not deep and even. Idle flowers are light and spring. It's good to look closely. Everyone is humane. Willow waist. Yesterday was chaotic mountains and dark. When I came, my clothes were clouded."

"What do you think, girl?" Ye Zhen smiled lightly.

Xiaobai reached out his small hand to pick up the rice paper, and read the poems on it word by word. This poem praised Xiaobai as a fairy. Although the poem was very good,...Xiaobai still felt a little disappointed in his heart.

Seeing Xiaobai looking engrossed, Ye Zhen smiled and said, "The poem has been sent out, the girl can do it herself, and Ye has to sell calligraphy to make money, so I won't talk to the girl more, so as not to be mistaken for a disciple hahaha".

Having said that, but Xiaobai and Xiaoqing came here looking for Ye Zhen, so how could they leave just like that.

In order not to disturb Ye Zhen's selling of calligraphy, Xiaobai and Xiaoqing stood beside them, watching Ye Zhen quietly.

Although Ye Zhen found it strange, he didn't think too much about it. What a big man can't see.

And Xiaobai saw Ye Zhen yelling and selling calligraphy, and greeted everyone with a smile, and swiped his brush with all his heart according to the customer's request.

As time went by, some self-confessed literati and refined guests came flocking to this place when they learned that there was a calligrapher selling characters by the West Lake.

In order to get Ye Zhen's copybooks first, people even raised the price for a piece of calligraphy independently, from one pair to one or two, and when the last one came, they also learned that Ye Zhen would not sell any more calligraphy in a short time.

The price soared all the way to a hundred taels of silver!

Xiao Bai on the side didn't speak from the beginning to the end, just looked at Ye Zhen with a veil covering his face with a smile.

But slowly, seeing the sweat on Ye Zhen's face, and the fatigue after the last letter was sold, Xiao Bai finally couldn't help but stepped forward.

"Master, Xiaobai will wipe your sweat for you." Xiaobai blurted out the two words that had been holding back in his heart, and wiped the sweat off Ye Zhen's face with a handkerchief.

Ye Zhen was taken aback for a moment, feeling the little hand caressing his face through the handkerchief.

Hastily took a step back, Ye Zhen smiled wryly, "Girl, don't play any more, I'm just an ordinary citizen among all living beings, not a young master"

"Besides, when Ye and the girl met for the first time, it's not good for people to see such an intimate act. It's getting late, so the girl should go home quickly. If it's late, the family will worry."

Ye Zhen took a step back, but Xiao Bai suddenly took a thousand steps, and said eagerly in her beautiful eyes, "Don't you really remember Xiao Bai, young master? Xiao Bai was 500 years ago...".

Xiaobai's thoughts were in turmoil, and his heart was sore. Although he didn't know if Ye Zhen was alive or dead at the beginning, as a cultivator, even if his body dies and his dao disappears, and he is reincarnated, he will retain some memory fragments because of his strong mind and soul.

However, in Xiaohua's panic, a small hand grabbed Xiaobai's arm, and Xiaoqing shook her head slightly at Xiaobai.

But Ye Zhen in front of him wiped the sweat off his face with his sleeve, took two steps forward, came to Xiaoqing's side, and whispered, "Girl, is your miss... is it... where is it?" If she is sick, you should hurry and take her home."

"You are the only one who is sick!" Xiao Qing frowned.

"Xiaoqing!"

Xiaobai scolded, then settled down, turned to Ye Zhenqu and said, "Young master, I'm sorry, Xiaobai just scared you."

The anger in Ye Zhenxin's heart dissipated in this apologetic soft words, waved his hand, and said "nothing, nothing".

"Xiaobai has something to say to the young master, please agree with the young master." Xiaobai committed himself again.

"This..."

Ye Zhen was a little entangled, looked at the sky, although it was still early, but he made a lot of money today and wanted to go back and share it with Xiaohua.

But seeing the bitterness in Xiaobai's beautiful eyes, Ye Zhen sighed and thought, "What a beautiful girl, how could she be mentally ill, poor...".

"Okay then, after I pack up my things, let's go to the Broken Bridge over there and have a chat," Ye Zhen said helplessly.

"Thank you son!" Xiaobai's eyes were clouded again.

Not long after, at the edge of the broken bridge, Ye Zhen put his things behind his back, sat on the edge, and put his legs outside the broken bridge.

However, what Ye Zhen didn't expect was that the mentally ill fairy in white beside her also imitated Ye Zhen and sat on the edge.

Ye Zhenxin was stunned, and looked at Xiaobai for a while, and was relieved to see that Xiaobai didn't look like jumping into the river.

"What do you want to say, Miss Ye will be an audience today, just say what you want," Ye Zhen said with a smile.

Lightly tapped his head, Xiaobai whispered:

"Xiaobai, let me tell you a story. 500 years ago, there was a little snake demon who had just cultivated and was sent by the master to assassinate the national teacher..."

"After waking up, Xiaobai lost his memory and practiced with his sister in Mount Emei for 500 years"