In Xue Nu's eyes, Gu Xu's poems have a unique charm.
Like her own poems, they have rhythm, rhetoric, imagination and artistic conception.
Like exquisite embroidery, like beautiful meticulous painting.
Exquisitely crafted, it can be called a masterpiece.
But we cannot escape the invisible shackles of worldly knowledge, such as snow must be soft, falling flowers must be desolate, and autumn must be lonely.
Gu Xu is different.
His poems contain a heroic spirit that defies all else, a madness that dares to ignore the rules and do the opposite.
Most people can’t write it. She didn't come out either.
Her eyes closed and opened again.
The water droplets on the stone wall fell on the palm of her hand, condensing into a thin layer of ice, and then turned into a piece of colorful flower paper, on which a few lines of beautiful and neat words appeared out of thin air.
Then she quickly clenched her fists.
The flower note in the palm of my hand seemed to turn into a gust of wind and disappeared without a trace.
Seven days go by in a blink of an eye.
When Gu Xu finished his practice, he looked up and saw the snow girl walking in front of him carrying a small bowl made of ice and snow.
Compared to the past few days, the Snow Girl today seems to be less calm and calm.
When she approached Gu Xu, she deliberately closed her eyes, turned her head slightly, and pursed her pale lips slightly, as if she was trying to suppress some impulse.
Her posture reminded Gu Xu of the female classmates in his previous life who wanted to stay in shape and swallowed silently when facing delicious food.
Of course, Gu Xu knew very well that the delicacy in Xue Nu’s eyes was him.
"Blood" Gu Xu tried to guess her thoughts.
"Yes." The snow girl nodded lightly.
Gu Xu knew that it was time for him to pay the first commission for this fierce bodyguard.
So he cut his palm again, and the bright red blood slowly flowed into the ice bowl, which looked particularly dazzling against the white snow.
The snow girl frowned slightly, and the hand holding the ice bowl began to tremble.
When the blood filled less than half of the bowl, she suddenly disappeared like a phantom, and then appeared on the other side of Gu Xu, her cold fingertips touching his throat.
Gu Xu sat motionless.
It seems that he did not realize that the snow girl's move might kill him, but just regarded it as a small slapstick.
Of course, despite his calm expression, he has actually been prepared to use "Time" and "Qiankun" for a long time. Once the snow girl really takes action, he will teleport to escape without hesitation.
The snow girl's movements suddenly stopped.
She was stunned for a few seconds, and then withdrew her hand.
"Sorry," she lowered her head and whispered, "I don't want to hurt you, I just couldn't control it for the moment."
"It's okay," Gu Xu said with a faint smile, " landThe lady was a life-saver to me. Even if it really costs me my life, I have no regrets. "
The snow girl stopped saying anything, and her eyelashes trembled gently in the wind.
If these words were said to Shi Xiaohan, she would definitely have her cheeks and earlobes turn red.
But Xue Nu is a ghost, not a human being.
Gu Xu has no way of judging her mood at the moment.
He just hopes to be more aroused. She belongs to human emotions.
After a brief silence, Xue Nu raised her head and said seriously to Gu Xu, "Thank you. ”
Then like a cloud of smoke, she disappeared in front of Gu Xu, holding an ice bowl filled with blood.
Gu Xu could guess that she wanted to find a place where he could not see her. Eating secretly.
He had a strange feeling in his heart, as if he had become a cow or an egg-laying hen, being kept at home and fed continuously.
About half an hour later, the Snow Girl appeared in front of him again.
Although her expression was still indifferent, the pressure on her body was no longer as strong as before, and the surrounding people were no longer as strong as before. The air is no longer so biting.
“Let’s go,” she said. “I’ll go with you wherever you want to go. "
Hearing this, Gu Xu couldn't help but silently thought to himself that he was indeed a ferocious ghost, and he did things neatly and neatly.
He looked at the snow girl's beautiful face , then looked at her bare feet that were carved like ice and snow under her plain white dress, and muttered for a moment, "Miss Lu, maybe we need to make some preparations before setting off. "
"What preparations"
"Your appearance is too dazzling. If it appeared directly in a human town, it would definitely cause a sensation," he explained. "It would have to be disguised. ”
“Well, it’s up to you. "Xue Nu nodded, the expression on her face did not change at all because of Gu Xu's complimentary words.
Gu Xu took out a few talisman papers and quickly drew on them with the "Jinghong Pen" One complex rune after another.
After he finished drawing the talisman and chanting the incantation, the talisman paper turned into a power fence and a pair of white embroidered shoes.
" Please put them on, Miss Lu," Gu Xu handed them both to Snow Girl's hands, "I attached a spell to them, which can blur your appearance so that others can't see clearly. ”
The snow girl took Mi Li and the embroidered shoes, turned around and disappeared again.
When she reappeared, Mi Li covered her dark hair and blocked her. With a face that cannibalize the fireworks of the world, the mist-like gauze hangs down to the waist, and the slender and graceful figure is looming.
The mysterious and awe-inspiring temperament is like a majestic and magnificent palace hidden behind the clouds. Xuefeng.
Gu Xu looked at her and was amazed at the first sight.
He was just amazed that the snow girl's otherworldly beauty could not be blocked by ordinary magic. .
Then his eyes slowly moved down and landed on her toes.
"Miss Lu," he coughed twice and reminded, "your shoes are on backwards."
"Yes"
The snow girl looked down at herself My feet were a little overwhelmed.
Some styles of embroidered shoes from the Daqi Dynasty look very similar on the left and right sides in appearance alone, but if worn backwards, there will be obvious discomfort.
"Your shoes are on backwards," Gu Xu repeated what he just said, "Miss Lu, if you wear shoes like this, do your feet feel uncomfortable?"
The snow girl hesitated for a while, then shook her head gently.
"I'm unconscious," she said.
"No consciousness" Gu Xu frowned slightly.
"Yeah."
The snow girl paused and explained softly that she didn't feel anything when she touched things, and she couldn't feel the surrounding temperature. Even her sense of smell and taste are very different from humans
She can only smell and taste the smell of prey.
Everything else is bland.
Because of this, for her, there was no difference between wearing embroidered shoes and walking barefoot in the snow, so she naturally put on the shoes backwards.
"Don't you feel any pain?" Gu Xu looked at her with a hint of sympathy in his eyes.
"Well," the snow girl responded, "unless it hurts the soul, it won't hurt."
At this time, she remembered the scene half an hour ago, and her eyes fell on Gu The wound on Xu's palm.
"Sir, when you cut your skin just now, it must have hurt a lot."
She tried hard to remember how she felt when she was a human a long time ago.
She recalled that when she was learning embroidery as a child, she pricked her fingertip with an embroidery needle, and blood flowed out, which made her burst into tears.
These memories have already faded.
But after seeing Gu Xu’s wounds and talking about the disappearing consciousness, it became clear again.
"Fortunately," Gu Xu chuckled, "For a man, this little pain is nothing."
"Sorry."
The snow girl lowered her eyes and apologized to him again.
"It's okay. I'm happy to bleed for Miss Lu." Gu Xuhun said nonchalantly.
He thought that, except for the Snow Girl, there should be no such strong person with the strength of a saint in this world who is so easy to deceive.
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