Plum Snow

My name is "Zhai", people do not understand the meaning of a name. But surprise, I just left from a naturally exotic country with mysterious spiritual glory of the royal family, a lot of people call me "the three princes," born of the royal position.

Yuen Ling floating around over the huge white clouds of all kinds, two years ago, in my mind has not yet begun normal operation, I often ask my brother is the mysterious spirit of the great prince monsoon country, I asked Why did he have so much white in the sky stuff, why they stayed motionless for so many years refused to leave.

My brother always crouch down and the rain season, with white fingers stroked my hair and said: Two years later, you will understand.

Then two years ago, in the monsoon at least 16 years old that day, my mother, Elaine Yuen Ling States Virgin mysterious spirit with him into the hall, where sat the mysterious legend of the great spirit of the country's king, that is my father trace silver. Yuen Ling country's prince must be at least 16 years of age to enter Yuen Ling Temple, in order to understand many trace silver king can only tell you the truth, the rain season, said: that reason and exciting to trance.

I and my two brothers and my sister criminal dragonfly never been so in the spirit of mysterious spiritual Dianwai, we do not know the mysterious spiritual temple made of what will change the rain season, would suddenly do not recognize us, or instantly change into a cold, and arrogant handsome man. After the two hour, quarter mysterious spiritual rain pushed the house white door, enveloped in his body is a mature and old of the nebula, aloof from the nebula.

Dragonfly lying spirit whispered in my ear: brother, brother's eye you see, is how?

Monsoon rains in the eyes of sadness filled the same as a heavy rain came, I always think what those eyes have seen, but in what place? Dragonfly Ling said she did not remember.

The two monsoon rains turn, brought a pair of the world's only sad eyes, eyes like rain.

Monsoon said: This is my original look.

Finish the sentence he turned and walked into the house next to the mysterious spirit of bamboo, one can piece before we go into the woods, from that moment, became the monsoon palace.

A year later, my two brothers finally decided to become the second sentence into the mysterious soul of Prince Hall, then saw his soul into the mysterious house that only I and dragonfly spirit, we Dianwai such a long time, a year ago The more that such a long time, we rely on looking at the sky with white clouds slowly darkened, dragonfly spirit singing melodious sounds like a mysterious spirit of the city are wrapped in every corner, many of those who stirred up the spirit of angular melody birds They are mysterious spiritual patron saint of the country, Our Lady has said.

Punishment must come out when the birds have left the spiritual angle of a mysterious spirit of the city are white feathers and clouds blending together to form the illusion-like areas. Punishment in front of us must walk in silence, until the dragonfly spirit grabbed his sleeve that he came to a halt, and then looked up at me. None of us did not speak, but the dragonfly's hand an instant release of the soul, afraid she's hiding behind me some.

I asked: brother, how has your face.

This is my original look.

Carved a deep scar left cheek, the lightning scar.

From that day on, I no longer want to face dragonfly Ling Ling Temple into the mysterious day, the dragonfly spirit always nervous to ask me: brother, Yuen Ling Temple in the end is what?

We Paoqu Wen ladies guards, Paoqu Wen Xuan Ling courtiers, even Paoqu Wen my queen mother, always the same breath they told us: wait until you are sixteen day, you'll know.

One day a year later, mysterious clouds over the country there is no spiritual rhythms of agitation. I stood mysterious spirit Dianwai, behind is my dear sister, I touched her hair with a smile: It does not matter, next year you will know inside look"White bearskin send fifty to foothill grasslands north, leaving twenty trading in Xuancheng, Longgang Town, to the rest of the pottery decoration in the boat; sleet Mo Yan Yang petals and feathers to Muchuan of Firebird Xiufang, cloth and spices Square village, remember to leave some dedicated to the royal family; The deep-sea fish and animals, according to old rules dealing with. "gold account but unfortunately the text of the elderly have a pen to write down quickly.

"This is all the income of two years?" Kim smiled at Jin Xi Wen Quan.

"This ... this, there is ... but ..." muttered the King-chuen look a little nervous.

Jin Xi Wen lift, raising his hand, Bingtui everyone, leaving only him in the hall and Jinquan two.

Jin Quan alert looked around, but unfortunately the paper quoted the son went to a secluded wing, to ensure that no one before holding a fox carefully wrapped his hands could not help trembling, action, surprisingly slow, even breathing all light up, which is a red lacquer wooden box, wooden box gently push gold to Civil to the text in front of Jin Xi, respectfully asked him to open.

The box is empty! In addition to gold Sibo he saw nothing, but unfortunately the text of King looked puzzled Jin Quan, and Jin Quan is secretive smile, pointing to the box.

Jin Xi literary talent at this time see the original box is a pair of transparent antlers! Touch his hand, fingers spread of the whole body of cool moments, but unfortunately the text of the golden voice shaking up, placid face had emerged out of the excitement of the red light: "reindeer horn!"

According to legend, the gods of heaven reindeer husbandry is a sacred, golden or silver was fur, horns and transparent, can be distributed cold, that is priceless underestimate it.

Jin Quan nodded, "sent by an old hunter, but after that I went to see him, ask what happens when he has lost both hands, I would not say anything."

Jin Xi Man sitting mahogany chair, "even in the moonlight, the road into the open two years, angered the gods that?" His hands gently pounding the table, thoughtfully, "Kim Quan, line dispatch I will help you to run, back to the foothill good placement of the old hunter. "

"Xi Wen son mean?"

"Over the years you in this arctic land, for our gold at home suffering, too much. I am in the Lo the south you bought a houses, the lakes and mountains, fertile acres, the days it been enjoyable . "gold tone but unfortunately the text is very sincere.

"Kim Quan thanked son!"

"However, the reindeer thing ..." Jin Xi Wen calm eyes suddenly flashed the light sword is generally cool.

"Son at ease, not to mention the small half-word." Wen Jin Quan son to cherish deep obeisance, turned out of the rooms, not a hint of wandering.