Chi Li, the witch
Even after seeing the truth, Yuanli still refused to give up and confirmed it with the Moon Fairy.
"Yes, love between gods and demons is taboo. Therefore, the Emperor of Heaven issued a rule that Li Wan cannot be mentioned in the heavens."
Yuanli found a random excuse to bid farewell to the Moon Fairy. The two most important men in her life were both in love with Li Wan and were obsessed with her death and unable to save themselves.
She went to Taibai Jinxing Mansion in a daze to complete the last day of burning the furnace. At night, she went to Jiangnan.
At this moment, the world is bright and sunny, and it is late autumn and approaching winter. The vendors selling sugar-roasted chestnuts and roasted sweet potatoes have set up their stalls in advance. The hawking sounds of vendors can be heard one after another in the bustling streets. Hot white smoke is rising from the food stalls in front of her. This sense of human life makes Yuanli feel very familiar.
Yuanli's spiritual consciousness entered the mansion, and a Cuju ball rolled past her. Lin'an, who was half a head shorter than her, was lively and active, chasing the Cuju ball. The black-armored guards in the mansion were having a lot of fun playing with him.
Walking into the mountains according to my memory, the falling bamboo leaves were not as dense as in spring, covering the sky. Suddenly, a light drizzle fell from the sky, like needles falling to the ground, hitting the bluestone slabs and scattering. The air was mixed with the smell of soil.
The raindrops fell so softly that she wouldn't be in a mess even without an umbrella. The raindrops trapped on her head slid to both sides, as if she had a transparent umbrella over her head.
There was a lot of incense burning in front of the tomb in the mountains. The incense ash covered the edge of the incense altar, and there were many burnt wooden sticks in it like mushrooms after rain. It seemed that people came to burn incense every day. However, there were two new graves.
Walking up the mountain stairs to the top, as soon as my sight was level with the ground, I saw Wujiu coming out of the cabin, still holding the paulownia zither in his arms. It was very old, but Wujiu had maintained it very well.
A large snake was coiled on top of Lin Jian's tomb, its sturdy body coiled in circles for a rest, and its long tail drooped to the ground.
Yuanli stepped onto the stairs on tiptoe, and the snake stood up straight and raised its head defensively, with all nine heads spitting out their tongues in a defensive posture.
Xiang Yao.
After meeting his gaze, Xiang Yao transformed into a fairy messenger and approached, bowing to her. Yuan Li smiled in response. Wu Jiu's zither music began to play, resonating and melodiously. As he aged, the bitter longing within the music grew stronger. The two of them stood in the bamboo forest until dusk.
After returning to heaven, Yuanli took Xiaobai and Xiaozhu to the Divine Cavalry Hall to register. Xiaozhu was a legitimate immortal and could be a fairy messenger, but Xiaobai was not registered as a god.
The gap between the two is like the difference between imperial examination examiners and ordinary people in the human world.
After taking care of the affairs in the Xingjun Mansion, Yuanli rarely took out spirit stones to buy a lot of household items to bring back home. After dividing the Huayu Pill equally, Yuanli felt at ease and went to the bedroom to rest.
Outside the carved window coffin, Xiao Zhu was still tending to the newly bought flower trees in the yard. The yard was filled with the fragrance of flowers, mixed with the faint scent of peach blossoms, which penetrated into the heart.
The peach blossom branch in the azure vase on the table still looked graceful, with no sign of wilting at all. Even the petals were plump and hydrated. Following the method recorded in the Book of Flowers in the library, she injected divine power into it to maintain its appearance, and it was no problem for her to survive the catastrophe for just a few days.
Yuanli was watching, and Xiaozhu approached to stop her, saying, "Xingjun, there's no need to waste your divine power. This peach blossom will only wilt slightly even if left for decades."
"Are the peach blossoms in heaven so tenacious?"
"How could the peach blossoms in the Emperor's Palace not be magnificent? They coexisted with heaven and earth. They are the head of the sacred peach trees. There are only two of them left, both in the Emperor's Palace. The top-quality peach blossoms you can buy on the market now are all cultivated from cuttings of its branches."
Xiao Zhu's words confirmed her guess: could the maid and the warm hands that day also be him?
Yuanli stood in front of the carved window, her hands resting on the window bars, her mind wandering and her expression dazed. Xiaozhu tactfully walked away quietly.
In the night sky, the stars shift in the sky with subtle traces. In your eyes, they are hanging high up, but in fact, they are moving away from you all the time. When you are distracted, they are very far away from you, until they disappear into the distance.
The moon was bright in the sky, the night wind was blowing on her face, and Yuanli, who had been standing by the window gazing at the stars all night, suddenly figured it out.
The next morning, Yuanli arrived at the Samsara Eye early. When Sima Ming arrived, she couldn't wait to urge him to go down to the mortal world.
"Xingjun, you don't have to rush to the lower realm immediately after you are born. It's not too late to enter when the time comes."
Thinking of the result in her previous life, Yuanli refused righteously, and Siming no longer tried to dissuade her.
The Eye of Samsara is bottomless, connected to the mortal world. Clouds and mists are swirling around it, and the picture shows a young and beautiful woman giving birth with the help of a midwife. Her lips are pale, her face is haggard, and her hair on her forehead is soaked with sweat. Two pairs of white hands are taking turns wiping the sweat off her.
"Star Lord, the time has come, enter the trance."
Yuanli fell into the Eye of Samsara without hesitation. On the shore, Taibai Jinxing and Yuexiaxianren were holding hands and paying attention to the Eye of Samsara. Xiaozhu looked solemn, but Xiaobai was the only one who was calm.
Her body was sucked down by a strong force, and with a splash, Yuanli sank into the sea. The sea water merged with her and wrapped her up. The bubbles exhaled from her nose floated upwards, and her eyes became empty until there was only a dazzling white light.
Yuanli closed her eyes tightly, and when she opened them again, a strong smell of blood rushed into her nostrils. She did not cry or make a fuss, but the voices around her became anxious.
Until she heard the frail woman worriedly say: "Why doesn't my daughter cry? What should I do..."
Yuanli was attracted by the voice. Although she had never heard her voice before, she still cried according to her wishes. She seemed very happy to hold her in her arms and kissed her forehead lightly. It felt very strange.
From then on, her name was Chi Li.
A Niang said, "My Li'er is a treasure bestowed upon me by my ancestor Jiang Yang. She is as precious as the red fire glass beads on the Miao king's crown. May her body be like glass, clear inside and out, and free from blemishes."
After observing the baby in the cradle for a few days, I found that the people here love silver jewelry very much. It should be the Miao area recorded in foreign chronicles. They use silver as knots, silver as colors, and silver as pride.
My father is respected as the Miao King and is the leader of the Miao village. However, her Miao village is quite big and occupies the entire mountain.
During the full moon celebration, the table was filled with embroidery needlework kits, silverware, books, hairpins and rings... countless items. It seemed that my father had put out everything in the village, including his Miao crown.
Her father guided her to grab the Miao crown, but her eyes were attracted by an exquisite silver box beside the table. The box was not big, about the width of a palm, with hollow carvings on the box body and a skull bead inlaid on the top as a handle.
The bright and warm sunlight penetrated into the box through the hollow patterns and illuminated it. Through the gaps, Yuanli saw vague living creatures surging.
Yuanli was placed on an empty space on the table by her father. She crawled straight towards the hollow silver box. The onlookers watched with bated breath, excited expressions, and anticipation in their eyes.
The silver box looked small but heavy, and Yuanli couldn't lift it. She had to pinch the skull and turn it left and right. By chance, the lid came loose with a click, and the onlookers around her became even more excited.
The Miao people are good at using poisonous insects. There are many kinds of poisonous insects. Anyone who is poisoned by them will die instantly.
According to what people were saying, my father was famous for his Gu when he was young. Although he was not tall and his appearance was a little hard to describe, he married the most beautiful girl in the Miao village, partly because of this.
"Perhaps it's fate that Gu should never die. Li'er, from now on, you will follow your father in refining Gu."
Since then, she has been learning to make Gu from her father since she was a child. Because she has retained her original memory, she can quickly understand the Gu Sutra and the methods taught by her father, which makes him very proud.
When I was five years old, my father brought home a little boy, saying that he was the child marriage arranged by my father and mother when they got married. He was to play with her when she was young, and when they grew up, if they had a mutual understanding, they would get married.
Yuanli refused to agree and went on a hunger strike until he pushed open the door and came against the light.
"If Ari doesn't want to, we can be brother and sister."
The sunlight was glaring. The boy had just cried for a while, and his eyes were now swollen like walnuts. His vision was blurry, and she couldn't see the little boy's appearance clearly, but his extremely gentle voice attracted her.
He walked up to her and took out a handful of colorful rock candies① to attract her attention. The candy wrappers were not as crude as the rock candies wrapped in kraft paper in Kyoto. Instead, each piece showed different brilliance at different angles, which was very beautiful.
"Ari, eat the rock honey and you'll stop crying, okay?"
The little boy handed over the rock honey, and Yuanli looked up in response. His appearance was exactly the same as the little boy who was obedient to her in the palace in her dream when she lost her consciousness.
A'li slowly reached out to take the candy, but the moment she touched the candy wrapper, she felt a sense of déjà vu. The same scene quickly flashed through her mind, with only the sleeves and clothes being different.
"May I have your name."
"From now on, I will give you my surname, Chi Xun."
It is common in the human world for people to take their adoptive father's surname out of gratitude for their upbringing, so Yuanli didn't think much about it.
She no longer resisted him, nor did she reject this marriage. After all, her future husband was destined to be Heng Jin.
Chi Xun treated her very well, just like in her dreams, always following her tenderly, taking the blame for her and cleaning up the messes left behind by her mischief. The word "Ali" had almost become his catchphrase, repeated hundreds of times every day.
Most of the dreams overlapped with the present. She was loved by her parents, had simple and kind villagers, and was doted on by her brother Chi Xun. It was so beautiful that she only wanted to be Chi Li, the young leader of the Miao village, rather than Yuan Li, the god in heaven.
Chi Xun was willing to accompany her to do whatever she wanted to do. Even when learning witchcraft, Chi Xun would sit on a long wooden bench not far from her and wait quietly, his eyes following her movements, fearing that she would be bitten by the witchcraft.
The most poisonous insect in the world is the Gu worm. They are trapped in the same Gu cup, biting and fighting each other. The one that survives at the end becomes the Gu.
Compared with other delicate girls, Yuanli is not afraid of poisonous insects at all. Since she was eight years old, she often carried a poison pot and a basket woven by her mother to go up the mountain to look for poisonous insects.
She was extremely lucky. She never got lost, was never bitten by poisonous insects, and could even find the poison she wanted every time. Even when gray dark clouds rolled up in the sky, the oil-paper umbrella that Chi Xun prepared was never used.
Yuanli always felt that her luck had changed, perhaps because a god who cared about her was watching over her and bringing her good luck.
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