Descendants of Nuwa

We must believe that every encounter we have in the world is God's arrangement. If Qingcheng hadn't jumped off Sansheng Lake and met Luoxu that day, if she hadn't been driven by curiosity. If Mankui could realize earlier that everything was more serious than imagined... If Man Shuang hadn't stolen Wan Xue Fu Han that day, hadn't fled to Yue Lake, and hadn't happened to save Qing Cheng... If Dugu Mochen hadn't chased Wan Xue Fu Han to Yue Lake, hadn't happened to see the unconscious Qing Cheng, and hadn't seen that face that shocked everyone... The author spent half a year conceiving this article, going to bed late and getting up late, eating delicious food, and gaining weight... Finally, he decided to take the plunge! The idea of ​​this article is novel, you can get high, you can get so high, you can get so good, you can get so bad, you can get so bad..., What kind of thing is this easy-going novice! What we have to do is... Let the plot have ups and downs, and share the prosperity of the world... Wait a minute, let's play... Fragment one: "Little rabbit smash, did you see that? That man in the cave is dying! Go, go, go find some meat for your sister!" Qingcheng looked seriously at the fluffy white ball on the ground. "What, you only have vegetables! Do you think my sister is a vegetable eater? Go quickly, or my sister will roast you and eat you!" Qingcheng was furious, squatting down and poking at the shrunken white ball... Bai Qiu glanced at Qingcheng with watery eyes and jumped out helplessly! After a while... Brought little ants everywhere... Fragment two: Qingcheng looked at the woman in front of her. She took off her purple dress and put on a bright red formal suit. Qingcheng looked at Mankui with tears in her eyes: "Why did you get married..." Mankui's cold face was moved by this: "If I marry, there will be someone more willing to protect you together!" Fragment three: Dugu Mochen raised his eyebrows and asked Qingcheng, who was busy greeting people to pick up fallen plum blossoms, "Can you make wine?" Qingcheng nodded proudly and said happily: "That's natural. I, Qingcheng, know a lot! Huh..." Dugu Mochen nodded and looked at the fallen flowers on the ground and asked, "How long will it take to drink it?" Qingcheng stretched out three fingers: "Three hundred years!" Dugu Mochen stroked his forehead and said helplessly: "Three hundred years, why not bury the wine in Baifeng Mountain! After we die, dig a grave in Baifeng Mountain, and let's drink together after three hundred years..." Fragment four: Qingcheng's hands were trembling, and even though her eyes were blurred by tears, his handwriting on the letter in her hand was still familiar and profound, as if it had been imprinted on her heart long ago! "There is no need to be afraid of life and death. You deserve what you deserve. A hundred years of loneliness, waiting for reincarnation. My heart will always be there, and I will see you later." Fragment four: Three hundred years later, Baifeng Mountain is still the same as before... Qingcheng was still sitting on the green pavilion, but she was alone. Abbot Baigu came over holding a guqin and said in a deep voice: "Amitabha, we have been separated for three hundred years. My benefactor, Qingcheng, long time no see." Qingcheng turned her head, looked at Abbot Baigu's face that had not changed, her eyes flashed: "Abbott, I am reunited today, I wonder if the original music score is still the same..." Abbot Baigu shook his head with a smile: "The poor monk has been destroyed long ago. As long as the person who plays the piano is still there, it doesn't matter whether the music score is there or not!" Friends who like it must save it, and I will definitely see it if you leave a message! The support of my friends is my greatest encouragement...