Taoist temple in the mountains

Chapter 487, When happiness knocks on the door

The goddess of the moon, Aina, even her hair was dyed silvery white under the moonlight, so beautiful that Yi Mujiang was a little infatuated.

Li Yun unexpectedly stretched out his hand towards Ayina's face, the village chief and Yi Mujiang subconsciously wanted to stop it, and something even more bewildering happened.
The dots of fluorescent light in Ayina's eyes condensed by Li Yun's hand, gradually becoming a ball of light.

Li Yun held the dots of light in Ayina's eyes in his hand, and said softly.

"From now on, your family will no longer have to bear such a heavy fate, and you will no longer be bound by the so-called shackles of life. You can study, live, marry, and have children happily. something that a person can have."

"Pindao said that you may not understand. Ayina is the inheritor handed down as the key. Now that the mission has been completed, you no longer need to bear the responsibility of the key, and neither do your descendants." The moonlight from Yina's eyes shines on the surface of the Kunlun mirror.

The pale white light directly merged into the Kunlun Mirror, which is worth ten yuan on the outside.
At this time, Ayina didn't react, and Yi Mujiang pointed at Ayina and said in shock: "Ayina, your eyes are not blue anymore."

Ayina looked at the rough mirror next to her, she reflected herself in the mirror, her pupils were no longer the breathtaking blue, but ordinary brown, no different from other villagers in the same village.

"My eyes. Daoist, you"

Just when Ayina realized that she wanted to ask something, she found that Li Yun had disappeared, as if she had never been here.

The three of them didn't see how Li Yun disappeared, just like Ayina didn't find out how Li Yun came before, they were mysterious and disappeared without a trace.

Only Aina, whose pupil color has returned to normal, remained
"Aina, how do you feel now?" the village chief asked cautiously.

"I don't feel anything, it's just that the feeling of weakness just now has disappeared." Ayina moved her arm, and she was able to move freely as usual.

The old village chief and Yi Mujiang were not concerned about Li Yun's disappearance, but were looking at Ayina, and they still held some hope in their hearts, hoping that Ayina could survive the curse.

For this reason, the old village head could only pray quietly.

"Ayina, if you can survive. Can you dance with me?" Yi Mujiang summoned up the courage to ask Ayina, blushing and said: "I haven't danced with you for the first dance yesterday. Someone else is dancing."

Ayina looked at the shy Yimujiang, smiled sweetly, pinched his somewhat dark face, and said.

"Well, if I can survive, I must dance with you."

"If you survive."

Yi Mujiang was very nervous, and kept praying in his heart that Ayina could survive smoothly, just like what Li Yun said, and she could rely on the fate passed down from generation to generation in Ayina's family.

Similarly, the old village head and his wife were also at the door of Ayina's house, a little hesitant. The two of them waited here, firstly, to be able to secretly bury Ayina's body, and secondly, to witness the curse to the end There is no lifting.

"Are you telling the truth? That Taoist priest broke the curse of Ayina's family. This curse has been passed down from generation to generation. No matter how many doctors, witch doctors, and Taoist priests, it has not been solved." The wife of the village chief looked at the old man suspiciously. village head.

The old village chief's face was also uncertain, so he could only say: "The little Taoist priest looks very miraculous, maybe he can really cure Ayina's illness and make her survive."

"But our doctors are those exorcists. We have invited many, none of them worked. I'm afraid this is a lie. Do you still remember the scene when she died, or we quietly collected her body on Tianshan Mountain? We have been working hard since our ancestors, but all this hard work is useless, all we can do is collect her body." The wife of the village head said with a bitter face: "Although I know you see Ayina as a granddaughter , but it’s really up to you and I can’t change it.”

The old village head did not speak, but prayed quietly in his heart, hoping that a miracle would happen, that Ayina could open the door as usual, come to greet everyone with full energy, breathe the same air, dance the same dance
"bless."

However, the time passed by and the gate was still not opened, which made the village chief a little worried.
"Strange, Ayina's words. She should have woken up on time at 06:30, why hasn't she woke up yet?" The village head looked at the eight o'clock pointer on the watch, and his heart gradually cooled down.

It seems that Ayina still hasn't escaped her family's fate, and the so-called survival is just a deception.

The village head and the village head's wife gave up, only Yimujiang still looked at the door firmly, hoping that Ayina, who was full of energy, would open the door to welcome him
"Yi Mujiang, I think we should contact her to take her away." The wife of the village chief said a little reluctantly, and she had already picked up a somewhat worn-out PHS and was about to call the hotline.

"I believe that Ayina can survive, just like what the Taoist priest said." Yi Mujiang recalled the scene when Li Yun rescued them in the mountains, and he could only pray silently.

As an orphan, only Aina exists as a relative
Ayina's smile, Ayina's help, Ayina's tenderness.
"You must be a god. If you are a god, please bless Ayina and let Ayina survive. It doesn't matter if I give everything, as long as Ayina can do well."

Just when the village chief's wife was about to contact her directly to collect the corpse, the door opened with a click.
Aina opened the door and lived
The makeup on his face had disappeared, as had his blue eyes from that day, and his ponytail had become loose into long flowing hair.

Now Aina is just an ordinary beautiful girl, and the only thing that has not changed on her face is that warm smile, which has not changed from the beginning to the end, warming Yimujiang's heart, just like five years ago Because of the accidental death of her parents, Ayina's delicate and warm smile was the same as the rough pancakes she handed out from the window.

"Aina" Yi Mujiang murmured, wiping the tears off his face.

"Didn't you say that you want to ask me to dance?" Ayina stretched out her hand and smiled softly, "Dance well."

There is no bonfire, no music, no dancing crowd, only two happy dances are left in the world——

(End of this chapter)