[Qin Shi under one person] Qiulan lives forever

Shao Siming was rescued by Taoist Tianzong people, and in view of her special status, she was arranged in a remote courtyard.

Sometimes Xiaomeng would come to this courtyard and talk to Shao Siming, basically Xiaomeng said, Shao Siming listened, and occasionally she would write a few words with a pen in response.But in fact, Xiaomeng is not a talkative person. Looking at Shao Siming, he only cares about the friendship when he was young, but these memories are too long, and Shao Siming has been cleaned of his memory. Naturally, he can't think about anything. When I woke up, it was like listening to an irrelevant story, without being touched.

Xiaomeng naturally understands this, so she never adds any personal emotional words when telling, just like an ordinary storyteller.She will tell these things only because they are related to Shao Si Ming, and she has the right to know and understand.

As the head of the sect, Xiaomeng is very busy. Now that the wind and rain are turbulent outside, everyone in the family is in danger.But Shao Siming's life in Tianzong was very leisurely, Xiaomeng didn't restrict her freedom of activities in Tianzong, so Shao Siming took some Taoist magic books to ponder for himself.

"Your injuries are too serious, and your tendons are weak, which is no longer enough to support the display of large-scale spells. It is better to cultivate well."

Sitting at the side, Xiaomeng sighed, pulled out the bamboo slip from Shao Siming's hand, flipped it over and put it aside: "Taoism and Yinyang School were of the same clan 500 years ago, these spells will not be very difficult for you, but According to your current state, it is not suitable for cultivation."

"Besides..." she stopped suddenly.

Wang, who had been staying next to Shao Siming in the room, felt his heart tighten, and turned to look at Shao Siming.He vaguely guessed something.In the interior scene, at this time, the age of the girl in front of him looks about the same as Shao Siming's now, only a little younger.

Shao Si Ming took a piece of bamboo and wrote a sentence on the smooth surface, Wang also read it carefully and recognized it.

"How much time do I have?"

"...about two years." Xiao Meng felt a little sour in her heart.Taoism is indifferent to life and death, but it is still sad that the childhood playmates of the past are about to leave.

But she didn't show it, just flicked the whisk: "During this time, don't use your internal strength, unless you want to die faster."

"I don't care." Shao Si Ming lowered his eyes, then thought of something, and asked, "Can I go out?"

"What are you going out for? People outside now think that Shao Siming of the Yin Yang family is dead. Go out, in case someone recognizes you—"

"I will be careful, even if I am recognized, I will not implicate Tianzong."

Xiaomeng frowned, is this what she wanted to express? !

She raised her eyes and looked at Shao Siming, Shao Siming's eyes were calm, but Xiaomeng saw firmness from it, even if she disagreed, Shao Siming would definitely go out, this was just a routine inquiry.

"Forget it, go if you want, and be careful yourself. Just like you said, don't implicate Tianzong." She looked away, "By the way, that star soul... I have news about him, do you want to know? ?”

"Is... is he doing well?"

"Fair." Xiaomeng blinked, if forcing himself to eat and rest every day to maintain his life is considered good, then Xinghun's life is indeed fair.

"Are you going to see him?"

"It's good, that's good." Shao Si Ming shook his head and refused, "Let him think I'm dead. And... if possible, can you help me take care of him in secret?"

Xiao Meng sneered: "You are a big trouble."

But Shao Si Ming knew that Xiao Meng had agreed.

"Thank you."

After informing Xiaomeng, Shao Siming changed his clothes and went out that night.

She returned to Yin Yang's house.

At this time, the Yinyang family has long been deserted, and the original pavilions and pavilions with carved beams and painted buildings have been burned down by flames.Shao Siming hurried on the road with light work. At this time, she was already exhausted, and her muscles and veins were in pain due to the use of internal force, but she still stepped up the steps step by step. Every winter solstice, she drank with Xinghun and Da Siming to enjoy the flowers. by the lake.

The Yinyang family may be a nightmare for her without knowing it, but the days of getting along with Xinghun and Da Siming privately in the Yinyang family are the only good things in this nightmare.

Most of the cherry trees were burned and fell down.Shao Si ordered his hand to lightly stroke the scorched trunk, a crystal green light flashed, and the cherry tree gradually returned to life.

In this way, a few years later, there will be a garden full of flowers.

Thinking of this, Shao Si ordered to break off a flower branch and put it in his arms carefully.

It rained on the way back, and she was still some distance away from Tianzong. She covered the raindrops on the flower branches with her wide sleeves, so she had no choice but to hide from the rain under the eaves nearby.Under the same roof, there was also a young man with a handsome face, who blushed a little when he saw a beautiful girl.

Not long after, the boy from the young master's family came to give someone an umbrella in the rain.The young man took the umbrella, hesitated for a moment, walked towards Shao Siming, saluted and handed the umbrella over with both hands, "Girl, take this umbrella and use it."

Shao Siming looked up at the strange boy, a little puzzled.The young man met her gaze, his white ears turned red, he said embarrassingly: "My home is nearby, someone has come to pick her up, so we can share an umbrella to go back."

Seeing that the other party was just kind, Shao Si Ming was really eager to go back, so he returned the gift and took the paper umbrella, and the way he bowed his head was the most beautiful boundless romance that the young master had seen in his life.

Shao Siming walked into the heavy rain with an umbrella, white umbrella and red plums, green clothes and purple hair, his graceful figure gradually disappeared behind the rain curtain, and the young man was left alone under the eaves looking at each other, as if he wanted to save a moment of unwillingness to wake up crazy dream.

Shao Si ordered that flower branch to be planted in the yard.

There is also water in her courtyard, but it is not called a lake at all, it is just a pool, but it is quite interesting to build.Shao Siming planted the flower branch by the pool, and used a little yin and yang magic power every day to stimulate it. For several months, the flower branch finally grew into a lush cherry tree.

Sitting under the cherry blossom tree, Shao Siming leaned against the rough tree trunk, and the wind blew too much. She couldn't help holding the handkerchief to cover her lips and coughing. Then she took her hand away and saw a dazzling red on the lavender handkerchief. .

Later, when Xiaomeng and Shao Siming were tasting tea under the cherry tree, Shao Siming couldn't see her expression clearly because of the backlight, "Xiaoyi, if you hadn't entered Yinyang's house back then..."

The rest of the words were interrupted by Shao Siming shaking her head, she told Xiaomeng that she had not been Xiaoyi for many years.

She has existed as a "clothes" in Tianzong of Taoism for two years, and finally found that the shadow of "clothes" has long since been eliminated by the strong ink and colors of the Yin-Yang family on her body.She can only be the young master.

Although she seldom stepped out of her own yard, she could also hear some disciples of Tianzong say that she stepped on the life of her own brother to ascend to the throne.The disciples of Tianzong knew more or less about her. After all, the name of the death messenger of the Yinyang family was too famous. Even after Xiaomeng restrained the disciples and punished those tongue-twisters, some people always said something behind their backs. What.

But Shao Siming didn't care, because that was the truth.

She is just ashamed.

Her memory was washed away, and she couldn't remember how the young man loved her little sister in every possible way, but she always knew that her brother Xiao Ling risked his life and sneaked into Yin Yang's house just to find her.Even though they didn't recognize each other until their death, Xiao Ling still did the only thing he could do for her.

—to die for her.

This is a wonderful brother.

So she feels guilty.

Lingyi jade pendant, one yin and one yang, under Luoshengtang, Qiulan lives forever.

On an autumn day, it was said to be her birthday, Shao Si ordered Xiaomeng to be returned to her, and the jade pendant that belonged to Xiaoling was carefully put away——before entering Yinyang’s house, Xiaoling left the jade pendant in Tianzong .

In winter, it is still the winter solstice. After two years, on this day, it finally snowed again.

In the past two years, in the first year and a half, Shao Siming was still able to walk around, and occasionally used small-scale yin and yang techniques to grow flowers for self-entertainment, but in the second half of the year, her body collapsed at a rapid rate, and she could almost only lie in bed. drowsy.

But today, she suddenly felt stronger.

Shao Siming realized that this was a flashback.

She sent the servants away, put on her coat and cloak, and went out to the cherry blossom tree.

Thanks to her hard work, the cherry tree grew as well as the previous one in the Yin Yang family. She pinched the magic spell with both hands and performed the Yin Yang spell again. As a result, the cherry blossoms that should have bloomed in spring also bloomed in winter again. , Dotted all over the tips, cherry blossoms fly like snow.

Shao Siming coughed up a mouthful of blood, took out the jade pendant that belonged to Xiaoling in his arms, and threw it onto the tree with all his strength, the rope on the jade pendant was caught on the treetop, shaking.

Then she sat under the cherry tree, regardless of the snow melting and wet her dress, she pressed her hand on the water covered with a thin layer of ice, and pressed hard.The ice broke, and she stirred it in the cold water with her hand to expand the water surface.The petals fell on the water, and Shao Siming narrowed his eyes with some pleasure.

Withdrawing his hands and overlapping them on his lower abdomen, Shao Siming let his consciousness fly farther and farther.

The cold snowflakes and the fragrance of cherry blossoms gradually faded away, and in a haze of consciousness, Shao Si Ming seemed to see a figure.The figure squatted down and raised his hand to touch her cheek, but Shao Si Ming couldn't feel anything, but she could feel that this person was very sad, very sad.

Who is this guy?Shao Si Ming couldn't remember it, but the familiar breath made her relax, so she completely let herself go for the first time, gently rubbed her cheek against the palm of her hand, and then fell into eternal sleep in the reassuring breath that surrounded her.

Wang also lowered his hands. At the last moment, he saw his shadow reflected in those familiar eyes. Those eyes were far brighter than the starry sky, more beautiful than cherry blossoms, and purer than Baixue.Then he watched the girl he liked leave his eyes again.

Wang Ye's heart was numb with pain, he stood up and asked softly, "And then?"

Could this be the final ending of his Ah Shao?

The interior scene was finally completely in accordance with his wishes and controlled by him.He saw what happened after Shao Si Ming died.

Xiaomeng came in the wind and snow, and stood still in front of Qiulan, who was transformed into Shao Siming, her eyes were filled with sadness.

"There is no sadness to be separated from life, and there is no joy to meet new friends."

The surrounding snow gradually stopped, and the whole courtyard was white.

"Qiulan blooms in autumn and loses in winter. This is its fate, and it is also the fate of the 'Shao Siming'." She lowered her eyes to hide the expression in her eyes, and flicked the dust, "Although the Taoists are indifferent to life and death, in the next life, I still wish you could drive longer."

"If that kind of thing hadn't happened back then... Tianzong wouldn't have only one Xiaomeng."

She sighed, turned and left.

The cherry blossoms all over the tree withered in an instant.