floating snow

There is no limit to walking and sitting, and there is no end to raising eyes.

The scenery he longed to see in his eyes was just a corner.

Maybe it's just not the right time?His time, their time.

Ten years...no see?

Shi Yanwen stood up with his arms propped up, his masculine internal energy raced through his whole body, and the vitality in his body was restored again. He opened his mouth, and his voice was abnormally dry after the sea breeze hit. Fortunately, he was polite and thoughtful, even if he bowed his body, "I'm Shi Yanwen, dare to ask the long name?"

The man's eyebrows moved slightly, but he didn't answer him, he just looked at him silently.

Shi Yanwen didn't understand, so he had no choice but to continue to explain, "I have only been in this world for two years, and the Taoist priest may have admitted the wrong person."

After hearing this, the man shook his head silently, and then greeted him with a greeting, "I am the head of the six strings of Xia Xuanzong, Cang"

This time it was Shi Yanwen's turn to be surprised. What surprised him was not that he could easily see the person recorded in the numerous books in the library, but that this person appeared in front of him so easily and actively - he was here to find him.

"You are Xianshou," he suddenly felt that fate, which had been far away from him for a long time, fell in love with him again, "then here..."

"Near the vastness of the sky," Cang looked at him, waved away the guqin, and turned away, "Follow me in, you haven't solidified your soul for a long time, I'm afraid you may be inadvertent."

The reason why Shi Yanwen came to him is very simple, but because he valued Xuanzong's unique technique of crossing three realms and the method of dreams. Qu Shitu briefly mentioned it in "Xuanzong Handbook". above.

Relying on Nu Mountain, facing the sea, crossing thunderclouds, setting up a barrier, with a sense of immortality, calm and elegant, knowing the destiny through the avenue, and being isolated from the world.

That should not be a person who is easy to get close to, Su Zhenzhen is only one person and has a little deep friendship with him. He originally thought that it would take a long time for him to come here, but he did not expect that person to suddenly appear beside him in the vast crowd.

Although it was the wrong person.

Shi Yanwen was silent all the way, deliberately kept a distance to follow, was modest and respectful and did not dare to be abrupt, and didn't know what to say, and he still maintained this neither embarrassing nor embarrassing situation when he arrived at Canghai Duting, but perhaps he was the only one who thought so.

"Please."

"Thank you."

Cang probably saw his discomfort, so he invited him into the pavilion to sit down, but he went to the piano platform outside, intending to play the piano.

Shi Yanwen hesitated to speak, didn't know what he meant, wanted to speak but worried about disturbing people's interest, but if he didn't say it, he remembered that he had admitted the wrong person, it was not reasonable for people to be misunderstood all the time.

"The first string..."

"Calm down, embrace the essence and keep the oneness, and dispel dark thoughts."

Shi Yanwen was beaten back before he even started talking. It turned out that what he expected earlier was not bad. This is indeed not a person who is easy to get close to. The impression he has now is only deep and cold, relaxed and polite. Stop, but also have the feeling of rejecting people for thousands of miles.

But he has something to ask of others, and it is only right that he pays three respects.

The sound of the piano is subtle and modest, but it may be clever and clear, with wide overtones and thick scattered sounds. The farther away it is, the clearer it is, it can indeed make people forget their dark thoughts.

Shi Yanwen couldn't help being fascinated by what he heard, leaning against the pillar, closing his eyes and still, breathing evenly, he didn't notice the hazy light outside him at all, like the moonlight was about to cover up the only light left at that moment, making it difficult to see. People are infinitely sorry.The sound of the piano surrounds the body, like a soft wind driving away the dark color, making the light gradually condensed and thick, but it didn't take much effort, just for a moment, the glimmer of light that had just condensed was pulled away by the invisible force.

Cang speeded up his fingering, until the overtones had reached tens, the shimmering light stayed on Shi Yanwen's body, making his frowning brows slightly loosen, which was much more soothing than when he fell asleep before.

When the sound of the piano stopped, Shi Yanwen slowly opened his eyes, raised his hand to look at the bright colors that were about to disappear from his fingertips, and asked in confusion, "What is this?"

"Your soul," Cang casually sketched the strings, "both the Yang soul and the Yin soul were destroyed by external forces. I once fixed my soul for you, but after a long time, you have the aura of the glazed fairyland on your body. It is a blessing, if it hadn't been for you Bound and cultivated, I'm afraid you will be out of your wits at this moment."

If this was something a random Taoist priest told him, Shi Yanwen would just chuckle and take it as a joke, but this is the rumored head of the six strings.

Shi Yanwen's heart tightened, but what he was thinking about was not what he said about 'fixing the soul', but the meaning revealed in his words, "... Xianshou really met me? And it was ten years ago?"

Cang nodded and thought for a moment, "Ten years ago, Cang had no intention of punishing evil and passing by. He saw your body falling from the sky, wasted years before it landed, and aged rapidly. Cang had no choice but to arrest your soul that had almost disappeared. In the body, bound in a village." He paused, and then said, "If you don't leave Juhunzhuang, after another five years, you will be able to return to your original body."

Shi Yanwen was silent, he didn't expect to hear such news suddenly, and this is what Xianshou said 'I don't know if it's joy or sorrow'?However, ten years, if there are really ten years, why does his memory only have two years, and where did the memory go for the extra eight years?

and……

"Ten years ago," his voice was hoarse, "was I in that village?"

"Yes."

"...Did the villagers know what Mr. said?"

Cang glanced at him, "A dozen people."

Shi Yanwen lowered her head in a daze, her fingertips trembling slightly, "Jhunhunzhuang, is the place you chose?"

"The branch left over from the Taoist sect has a subtle Taoism. It is an ordinary place to nourish the soul, but it is not my choice, but the place where you landed."

"You can tell why I appeared there."

"I don't know."

"..."

Really, an unexpected harvest.

Xianshou was the one who solidified his soul for him, and he was not a liar by nature. If what he said was correct, the villagers would know, but no one had ever told him. When he was about to leave, he did not keep him. Even the surface of the earth seems to have passed through vicissitudes of life, only the lonely grave buried by Shi Yanwen is still there.

But why?

He hasn't done anything wrong in the past two years, did he let Su really enter the village?But that was a month ago.If it wasn't an accident that he fell into Juhunzhuang, if the fragments that appeared in the dream were real, could it be that he came here also related to them?

wrong!

Shi Yanwen rubbed his sore temples, maybe those people wanted him to live a peaceful life, or maybe they deliberately concealed it in order to keep him. No, he could not have survived ten years.

But according to Xianshou, if he goes out there, he may lose his soul...

Zheng——

Caught off guard by the sound of ground strings, Shi Yanwen couldn't help shaking his shoulders, and looked up at the person playing the zither.

"Emotional ups and downs are too great," Xianyin changed elegantly, trying to calm people's hearts, the Taoist suddenly asked him, "Why did you leave the village?"

"...It's time for foreign enemies to invade, and after the Yanwen is broken, separate from it."

"Did they tell you that you couldn't leave?"

"Yanwen... suffered a catastrophe two years ago, and lost her memory. It's not hard to see."

"They never told you." The Taoist had already reached a conclusion, and avoided talking about it, obviously it was difficult to say it.

The slightly stiff fingers gradually softened, Shi Yanwen looked at the Taoist, and the real past in memory came to his lips again, "They told me, but they didn't mention the seriousness of it."

The Taoist raised his head to look at him, and swept his horizontal gaze silently over him. Shi Yanwen was very calm. If it wasn't for the strange situation just now, the Taoist might have believed it.He stopped playing the kite, came to the cliff by the sea with his whisk on his back, stood facing the wind, and said after a long time, "The question you want to ask, Cang has answered you before—there is nothing you can do."

This answer almost mobilized all of Shi Yanwen's pessimism, but what if people are always pessimistic?It would be good if he can despair, but Shi Yanwen has never learned to despair, try hard, try thousands of times, there will always be a way.

There is another direction, Shi Yanwen endured the headache and thought...

There is another direction.

Shi Yanwen took a deep breath to make herself look less lonely, "Yanwen went back to Juhun Village half a month ago, but there was no sign of any houses. Ask Xianshou, is there a way to know the whereabouts of the people in the village?"

The Taoist sighed and turned his head. Shi Yanwen seemed to see pity in that gaze, but there was nothing upon closer inspection.The Taoist in the legend still looks cold, but what he said is not cold, "It seems that they didn't tell you that the 'Juhunzhuang' has been hidden for ten years, and it is a short-lived place. It is a cursed place where you live randomly and randomly .”

Shi Yanwen was very helpless, he didn't expect that he couldn't bear the blow like this, and he fell dizzy before Xianshou finished speaking.

What was even more unexpected was that after this somersault, he fell into a dream, as if he had clicked on some mechanism, and when he woke up, he found that he just fell on a person, a person who would never appear in this dense fog on people.

Shi Yanwen was lying on the man's lap, the cinnabar on his forehead was like the stars in the sky, his hair was disheveled, but he was not in a state of embarrassment, he was very buoyant, his eyes hid the same surprise as his, and more importantly, This man, sitting in a wheelchair, looked down at him.

It is rare for Shi Yanwen to be so uncertain. For example, now, his long hair is sitting under him, and his scalp will be pulled every time he moves. It is a real headache.But just at this time, when he felt that maybe the previous dreams were not dreams, a person who absolutely could not appear appeared in the dream, with a posture he had never seen before, which made him fall into a trance for a moment.

Raising his hand embarrassingly, Shi Yanwen slid his hand off the beauty point jewelry on his hairline, swept over his slightly raised eyebrows, and swept his slender fingers over the tip of his nose, paused for a blink, and then pinched hard.

A nasal sound of "hmm" came out with a suffocated laugh.

Shi Yanwen withdrew her hand in panic, wanted to stand up but was brought back to the original place by the trampled hair, and for the first time in her life had the urge to shave and become a monk, if this was really some kind of supernatural power rather than a dream as he speculated——then he How much ugliness did he lose in front of this person?

However, before he stood up again, the man couldn't help but pull his hair for him, and laughed in an elegant voice, "Okay, get up."

When he said this, Shi Yanwen was not so embarrassed. She coughed lightly and stood up, straightened her appearance, then looked at the man, and paused for a moment on those immobile feet, "Su Zhenzhen...Mr. Bai Lian, How will you be here?"

"It's okay to call him by his first name."

Shi Yanwen touched her nose, "Why did you appear here?"

Su Zhenzhen groaned, and looked at him innocently, "It's a long story, in fact, Su was seriously injured at that time, and just finished cleaning up after bathing."

Shi Yanwen waited for a long time, "...then?"

"Then it was pulled into here by the string head."

By the way, one of the reasons why Shi Yanwen came to Liu Xianshou Cang was because he took a fancy to his dream technique, which must be Xianshou helping him interpret his dreams.

Shi Yanwen coughed, "Why did Xianshou want to find you?"

This question is very interesting, and Su really looked at him with great interest, "It is said that Su is the most trusted person in Yanwen right now?"

When Shi Yanwen thought of the disappearing village, Shenyin's Juhunzhuang, the color that should have been a little embarrassing became lonely instead, and he couldn't help feeling sad, "Yes, Yanwen now, only the fragrant Bailiansu is left, so I can really trust it."

"Oh?" Su really didn't expect him to be so straightforward, so direct and generous, and when he thought about it, he felt wrong, and the words of divine thoughts flashed in his mind, and he couldn't help but understand, "It seems that your return to the village is not smooth."

"It's not going well," Shi Yanwen smiled wryly, "I'm afraid I'll never find it."

"How to say?"

"them……"

Shi Yanwen thought about it, and finally decided to tell everything.

Not surprisingly, Su Zhenzhen couldn't help feeling a little emotional after listening to it.

"It is said that time is fleeting, and Yanwen has just experienced it at this moment. Eight years of time, disappearing in a blink of an eye, makes people dizzy. I don't know what it means."

Su Zhenzhen sighed, contacting Shensi and Xianshou to say, what is the truth, he can probably guess six points, but it is six points that he laments the coldness of people's hearts.It's just that the person involved is not him, and he should not make the decision. He patted his legs.

"Can you get them to stand up?"

Shi Yanwen was puzzled, "If you talk about Qihuang's technique, Mr. Bailian should be more than a hundred times stronger than me."

"Mummy."

"..."

"It's just that the owner of this dream is here, so how can Su Mou overwhelm the host?"

Shi Yanwen frowned slightly, looking distressed, and stepped forward, "I'll try my best, if it doesn't work, I can push Mr. to go."

"Please."

He came in front of Su Huanzhen, held Su Huanzhen's hands, as if teaching his own child to walk in his memory.Just leaning over for a moment, the lotus fragrance mixed with the smell of blood and rust pierced his nostrils like this, Shi Yanwen hesitated to let go of his hand, but Su Zhenzhen took the initiative to hold him, "It's okay," he said, "There is no chance." Lost, time never comes, Su can't guarantee that he will have such a free time next time."

Shi Yanwen's frown deepened, obviously she was struggling, but in the end she couldn't resist the craving, and forced her to stand up, Su Zhenzhen staggered slightly, although her feet gained strength, they were not yet able to walk normally.Shi Yanwen put one hand around his waist and half hugged him, carefully supported his body, thought for a moment, and suddenly hugged Su Zhenzhen.

Su Zhenzhen took a breath, his eyes flickered, and he held his breath, feeling the majestic soul breath blending into his body, and the soreness in his legs gradually dissipated. When they could stand independently, Su Zhenzhen signaled Shi Yanwen to stop.

He bent his legs, made sure there was no problem, and raised his head to say something to Shi Yanwen, but found that Shi Yanwen turned his back to him and looked away.

Speaking of which, it is not uncommon for him to experience the situation of compatible souls, but there are also some embarrassments in it, it is okay to be in the same body, if they stand face to face...

This feeling of water and milk compatibility is too ambiguous.

"Cough, let's go." Su Zhenzhen shook his palm, realizing that Fuchen had been lost in the battle, he turned his hand away in a little embarrassment, and said, "You have a purpose."

Shi Yanwen nodded, turned around and pointed, looking at him nervously, "It's right behind you."

The feeling of weightlessness is uncomfortable, especially when you don’t know how long it will take to fall vertically before reaching the destination, it is even more crazy and nauseating.

Su Zhenzhen looked at the people around him, he was tortured by this dream every day, no wonder his whole body was cold.

Unlike Su, who really had the strength to spare, Shi Yanwen almost put all his attention on the ever-expanding clouds below, counting the time.

"Half an hour has arrived." Shi Yanwen pointed to the southeast, "If I remember correctly, it should be in that direction."

"En." Su Zhenzhen saw from a distance that the clouds and mists gradually became thinner as they fell, and the small village in the mountain range revealed its original appearance, and the world seemed to be turned upside down, but these were not what he should pay attention to.

The closer they got, the more nervous they became, and they had already seen the barren mountain overgrown with thorns directly below.

Shi Yanwen almost broke into a cold sweat holding his hand, Su Zhenzhen didn't remind him to relax, and even if he reminded him, he might not be able to relax.

It was about to reach that distance, the distance where he seemed to break through the barrier every time, only to be awakened by a sudden heavy blow.That person, or thing, who always hindered him in his dreams, who always made him invisible, he never saw.

30 m.

Su Zhenzhen's heart moved, he didn't feel anything approaching, but Shi Yanwen scratched his palm, unable to control the strength, it was a bit heavy.

20 m.

This time the scratching was a little too light, Su Huan really didn't mind that he missed his head at the moment, it was understandable, but Shi Yanwen seemed to be more careful than he imagined.

ten meters.

He counted too accurately, one must know that in the process of continuous falling, the psychological time will be infinitely lengthened, even so, he can still remind Su Zhenzhen without hesitation.

He must have been extremely careful, and he must have broken a string in his heart that would break at the slightest touch.

Shi Yanwen suddenly increased his strength, trembling the corners of his mouth, and said a few words softly, Su Zhenzhen was stunned for a moment, before he recovered, his body turned back without thinking, and he sent a palm up silently.

But when he saw the "something" he slapped, his eyes widened in astonishment, and the reflection in his pupils snatched away the missed beat of his heart...

How can it be?

"Yes……"

Shi Yanwen was overjoyed at this time, because he could finally see the truth. He had waited for a long time for the truth that might make people feel hopeless. He could only hear the whistling wind in his ears, and only saw the approaching ground in his eyes. Can't care about anything else.

He didn't expect that something that was about to be within reach would have an inexplicable change, and he didn't expect that Su Huanzhen, who was with him, would suddenly attack him.

Relentlessly and fiercely, he elbowed him from behind.

In an unbelievable moment, he could only faint to death without any struggle.

Then, when he woke up, his eyelids were as heavy as if he was hanging a heavy pendant.

He stared blankly at Taoist Fuzheng with a strange face for a long time, as if he was looking at the gray sky behind him, or he didn't see anything.

For the first time in two years, he has never been so desperate. This other world seems to be against him. As long as there is a little more stimulation, he seems to be unable to bear it and collapse. Obviously the truth is in front of him, and he can touch it with his hand. The distance, so close, so close...

He just wants to know the truth, just wants to go home, why is it so difficult?

"Su is really..."