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In the long history of Three Realms Nine Levels, the legendary story of Xiaoxaio and Wuyin shone like fireworks and eventually turned to dust. Their reincarnation began quietly, and in a remote village, they met again and decided to spend this life together.
It was a clear morning, the village was shrouded in mist, and Xiaoxaio and Wuyin held a simple and solemn ceremony in front of the ancient village hall. The morning mist, like a light veil, slowly drifted through the remote village, adding a touch of mystery and solemnity to the day. Xiaoxaio and Wuyin stood in front of the village hall, preparing to begin the most important ceremony of their lives - the wedding.
Xiaoxaio is wearing a simple and elegant red dress, with the skirt swaying gently in the wind, showcasing her serene temperament. She wears a crown woven from local wildflowers on her head, adding a natural beauty to her inherent wisdom and composure. Wuyin is dressed in a simple red coarse cloth garment, which, combined with his usual quiet demeanor, creates a unique harmony. His gaze is firm and affectionate, conveying his deep love and commitment to Xiaoxaio every time he looks at her.
The ceremony begins, and Xiaoxaio and Wuyin bow to the heavens and the earth in unison, their voices sounding particularly loud and solemn in the quiet of the morning. They then turn to bow deeply to the elders in the village, expressing their respect and gratitude. The elders in the village respond with words of blessing, wishing the couple a lifetime of happiness and fulfillment together.
The most touching moment was when the two exchanged rings. Xiaoxaio and Wuyin put on the rings carved from the oldest trees in the village on each other's fingers. At that moment, their hearts were closely connected, and their promises and love were best embodied in these simple and pure rings.
After the ceremony, the villagers gathered around, bringing their homemade wine and fresh food to celebrate the joyous day of the new couple. Xiaoxaio and Wuyin were all smiles amidst the blessings of the crowd, feeling the warmth and happiness of this moment with all their hearts.
Wuyin said to Xiaoxaio in a soft voice, "From now on, we will face every sunrise and sunset together, hand in hand, no matter the weather."
Xiaoxaio looked back at Wuyin with eyes shining with wisdom and tenderness, and gently said, "With you, even the most ordinary days will become full of poetry."
On the Xiaoxaio, Wuyin peak, the wedding of Xiaoxaio and Wuyin was simple yet filled with sincere love and deep commitment. Their story of reincarnation unfolds like a new chapter, promising even more happiness and beauty in their future.
As time passed, Xiaoxaio and Wuyin gradually found their place in this remote village. Though the village was simple, the people lived honest and pure lives. Xiaoxaio, though no longer possessing powerful magic, still retained some basic spells. With her skillful hands, these spells brought much convenience to the daily life of the village.
One day, the spring in the village was almost dried up due to the prolonged drought, and the farmland urgently needed irrigation. The villagers were extremely anxious, but when Xiaoxaio learned about the situation, she decided to help. She went to the spring and softly chanted ancient spells. As she chanted, a cool spring water slowly gushed out from the ground and flowed gently towards the dry farmland. The villagers, filled with joy and gratitude, were amazed by this sight and held Xiaoxaio in great respect and appreciation.
Not long after, the village encountered another problem. The harvested crops were difficult to dry due to the damp weather. Upon seeing this, Xiaoxaio decided to use her magic once again. She stood in the middle of the field, gently waving her hands, and a warm breeze promptly arrived. Not only did it dispel the moisture, but it also hastened the drying process of the crops. The villagers, seeing the crops drying quickly, expressed their gratitude to Xiaoxaio and hailed her as their benefactor.
During these days, Xiaoxaio always maintains her calm and wise personality. She never boasts about her magic, but quietly lends a helping hand when needed. Her actions have earned the respect and affection of the villagers, who all consider her as family.
One evening, the village held a small celebration to thank Xiaoxaio for everything she has done for the village. At the banquet, an elder stood up, raised a glass to Xiaoxaio, and said, "Madam Xiaoxaio, with your wisdom and power, you have brought hope and happiness to us. This glass of wine represents the feelings of the entire village. Please accept it with a smile."
Xiaoxaio smiled gently, took the wine glass, and answered softly, "It is my honor to be able to help everyone. Every person here, every piece of land, has made me feel the warmth of home. I will continue to do my best to protect this beautiful homeland together with everyone."
On that starry night, Xiaoxaio gathered with the villagers, and every word and action of hers showcased the charm of being a woman. Meanwhile, Wuyin stood silently on the side, his eyes filled with love for Xiaoxaio. Being able to spend his life with Xiaoxaio was his greatest happiness.
In that remote and tranquil village, Wuyin quietly discovered his talent for woodworking. This usually reserved man found his voice between the wood and the chisel. It seemed as though his hands possessed a magical power to bring the wood to life, with each stroke of the chisel being a new gift to the wood.
As time passed, Wuyin's woodworking skills became increasingly exquisite. He not only learned to make simple farming tools but also began to attempt crafting more complex furniture. Under his hands, ordinary pieces of wood were given new life, transformed into sturdy and beautiful works of art.
Wuyin's skills quickly spread throughout the village. His finely crafted woodworking pieces were loved and respected by the villagers for their delicacy and practicality. One day, he decided to build a waterwheel for the village to help the villagers irrigate their fields more effectively.
He stood quietly by the river where the waterwheel was to be built, gazing at the flowing water, contemplating the design and structure of the waterwheel. Then, he began to act, selecting suitable wood, measuring dimensions, and carefully carving, with each step revealing his seriousness and focus on this work.
Under the persistence and efforts of Wuyin, the water mill was finally built. When the water mill slowly turned under the first rays of morning sunlight, irrigating every piece of land with river water, the villagers' faces showed contented smiles. Wuyin stood by the water mill, watching everything, and a rare smile appeared on his face.
In order to further improve the village's productivity, Wuyin began making millstones. He searched for suitable stones, personally carved them, and ensured that every detail met the usage requirements. When the first batch of grain was ground into fine flour under the millstone, the villagers' admiration for Wuyin deepened even more.
One evening, at the celebration hosted by the villagers for Wuyin, Xiaoxaio said to him, " Wuyin, your craftsmanship has not only brought us practical items, but also filled this village with vitality. With your hands, you have proven that silence is not absence of speech, but a silent strength."
Wuyin looked at Xiaoxaio with gentleness and determination, and softly replied, " Xiaoxaio, it is my honor to do something for this village and for you. I will continue to protect this land and our home in my own way."
On that starry night, Wuyin and Xiaoxaio, along with all the villagers, celebrated together. Their laughter and conversations echoed through the small village, adding even more warmth to this already peaceful place.
Every evening, Xiaoxaio sat on the rocking chair handmade by Wuyin, watching him shuttle in the workshop, feeling content and secure. Sometimes she would help, handing tools to Wuyin or serving a cup of home-brewed tea. Their life may be ordinary, but it is filled with happiness and sweetness.
The children in the village especially like Xiaoxaio. She always tells them some fantastic stories and sometimes even demonstrates some simple spells, which never fail to amaze the children. Wuyin quietly watches from the side and occasionally joins in their games. Although not very talkative, he always brings joy to the children.
And so, Xiaoxaio and Wuyin live a peaceful and happy life in this small village. Their story slowly spreads throughout the village, becoming a beautiful tale. People say that this couple has brought much goodness to the village and filled the small community with love and harmony.
On such days, Xiaoxaio and Wuyin felt an unprecedented sense of peace and contentment, which was the life they had always pursued. In this mortal world, they found their own happiness and continued to write their own legend in their own way.
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