Quick Time Travel: My 72 Girlfriend

There is a mysterious profession in the legend, they can travel through time and space at will, and complete the soul repair of the selected characters, and there is a family that has been doing this for generations. It is stipulated that the soul of the selected character can be repaired in order to succeed to the position of Patriarch.

The sky is pale, the dawn is coming, and the stars of last night are scattered.

The woman was lying on the cold ground with a look of despair, her eyes were empty, and through the permeating green smoke, she hoarsely called out the name that had been fermented in her heart for a long time, "Si Mingyang..."

Regret and bitterness that rushed to her face like yellow sand occupied her heart. In the distance, the shouts of soldiers and the roar of horses could be heard. Behind her, the scorching fire had swallowed most of the palace. The pillars and beams crackled and fell down one after another, hitting her body. At that moment, she saw a woman in black in a trance, standing among the rhododendron bushes blooming like blood, smiling gently at herself.

"Ding——the repair of the character's soul is completed, congratulations to the owner. The 1214 service is completed, and the time-space transmission will be carried out soon, the owner, please prepare."

Accompanied by the familiar mechanical sound, Si Mingyang, who was hiding in the crack of time and space, felt dizzy for a while. When he opened his eyes again, he saw a scene he was very familiar with. In front of the majestic castle, there are already many clansmen waiting for her.

"The Patriarch has worked hard to perform the task, and then, leave it to others."

The butler, who has been in Si Ming's house for a hundred years, came up to take the cloak she put on her right arm, and turned sideways respectfully to make way for him, "Master, please go and rest first, dinner has been delivered to your room."

The clansmen standing in front of the iron gate also bowed respectfully and retreated to the side. At this time, a horse with a pure white coat and a carriage covered with velvet slowly drove out from the iron gate. Stop gently in front of you.

"Patriarch, please get in the car." The old butler said, and opened the curtain of the car.

Si Mingyang pursed his lips, and got into the car slowly.

The so-called Siming is in charge of the souls of all human beings in parallel time and space. According to the judgment of the binding system of the Siming family, different degrees of soul repairing are completed. Different people have different soul repairing methods, but the ultimate goal is all Let the personality of the person being repaired be completely released, regardless of good or evil, if there is something that cannot be repaired, his soul will be detained after his death and trapped in the gap between time and space.

Because such a soul can no longer be regarded as a human being, but keeping it will only cause disaster.

As for her, Siming Yang, when she took over the position of Patriarch from her aunt, she became the No. 60 Patriarch of the Siming Family.

The carriage was running smoothly, Si Mingyang opened the curtain beside the carriage a little, and the towering old castle was hidden in the night, like a wild beast with its teeth and claws, relentless in its sharp teeth and claws, lying in ambush in the night Here, just waiting for the opportunity to tear everything up.

Time is the most unpredictable thing ever.

Nangong An rubbed his hands that were red from the cold, stomped his feet again, breathed in the palm of his hand, and felt better. Seeing that there was still a long line of people in front of him, he slapped himself in frustration , "Let your mouth be cheap, what kind of duck blood vermicelli soup are you buying at this time!"

But looking at the gradually decreasing number of people in front of her, she was reluctant to leave, so she had no choice but to continue to wait. Because of the boring time in the queue, she began to look left and right boringly, and when she glanced at a coffee shop across the street, she couldn't move her eyes instantly open your eyes.

It's Si Mingyang!

As if her eyes were lit up, she didn't care about the things she was waiting in line for. She took advantage of the green light and ran to the opposite side. She pushed open the glass door, and the heat that hit her made her dizzy. See Si Mingyang's position.

She was leaning against the glass window, her head tilted slightly to look out of the window, unconsciously stirring the steaming coffee in her hands.

Nangong An happily walked forward, sat down across from her, slapped her twice, and said with a smile, "Hey, we meet again!"

She regretted this kind of flirting words, her face flushed red, but Si Mingyang didn't take it seriously. After seeing that it was her, he put down the coffee cup in his hand and smiled at her, "Yes. ,meet again."

Seeing Si Mingyang again, Nangong An always felt that something was different. She seemed to be calmer and more... If Ming Yang is a dazzling and hot sun, now she is more like the sun in winter, when she is not talking, her whole body is icy cold.

"Hey haha, I haven't seen you for so long, you are still as beautiful as ever." After staring at him for a long time, Nangong An awkwardly threw out such a sentence. After all, she was the first to strike up a conversation. If the two sides don't speak, just do it like this Sitting, she always felt weird.

Si Mingyang didn't answer her, just smiled, Nangong An felt even more embarrassed, just wanted to say that I'll go first, Si Mingyang who was sitting opposite her seemed to be careless, and asked softly, "Your mother... fine?"

I don't know why she has to greet her old mother every time they meet. If she didn't see her sincere eyes, Nangong An would blurt out if you are upset with me, but seeing her sincere appearance, Nangong An held her breath and lay down. On the table, he poked hard on the table and said in a muffled voice, "She passed away a year ago."

Si Mingyang tightly held the silver spoon in the coffee cup for a moment, shivering, the silver spoon collided with the cup and made a piercing clinking sound, "Is that so...so...it turns out...but I When I met her years ago..."

Mentioning his deceased relatives, Nangong An's eyes were also red, and tears fell down, "I don't know what happened, when she celebrated her birthday, she was still healthy and happy. Maybe I didn't breathe the next day... My grandma insisted that I was the one who killed my mother. How could it be possible? I am her own! I am usually a little out of tune, because I like to make her angry, yes It's a bit broken, but I... I..."

The more she talked, the more sad she became, and she lay on the table and burst into tears. Si Mingyang clenched the coffee cup in his hand so tightly that his hands turned blue and white. She looked out the window, and the indicator light turned red. The Venerable Master came and went, vehicles kept flowing, the sky was overcast, as if it was going to rain, pedestrians were walking in a hurry, one rubbed shoulders with another.

No one will stop and linger for anyone, and there will no longer be a girl tortured by life and dreams, who escapes alone and faints on the side of the road. In this world, all the people are just the scenery you pass by, fleeting in your life. Finally, it becomes your eternal parallel line.

Some people can only meet once in a lifetime, and after a hasty miss, they can no longer find their shadows.

Nangong Shuoxi was buried in a small hillside to the east of the town according to the custom in the town. Nangong An led Si Mingyang who wanted to go to worship, and talked while walking, "According to my grandma's intention, it is to be buried , but my mother told me before that if she dies, she must be burned, and she can be scattered anywhere after being turned into a handful of ashes, so I let my grandma be cremated..." She said suddenly After a pause, he continued, "Although my mother said so, when it was really time to send it to the cremation furnace, it still couldn't be sent. The staff next to me told me that she was afraid that she had nostalgia for the world. Let me think about it before burning, I actually don't want her to be cremated, there are so many ashes in the cremation furnace, how do I know if it's hers..."

"Then what happened in the end?" Si Mingyang listened quietly and asked softly.

"Finally? It was burned in the end. There was a stalemate for an hour or two. The people at the crematorium said it was too evil, so they burned it. When my grandma found out, she scolded me angrily for a month, saying that I was not filial." As Nangong An said, tears fell down uncontrollably, "I know I'm not filial, she made her angry when she was alive, and when she left, I still..."

While walking, Nangong An had already reached the side of the small hill, wiped away tears, pointed to a place on the hill with lush green pines, and said, "That's it."

Hearing this, Si Mingyang walked with a sullen head and quickened his pace, and arrived in front of her grave in the blink of an eye.

She completed her soul repair, and after taking over as the head of the family, she dealt with a lot of things, and finally completed a short-term soul repair. When she came to see her, she had already died in the ground.

Nangong Shuoxi, who gave you the message, you will never see me again?When you were dying, did you have a glimmer of expectation to see me?

Many people from the small town were buried on the hill. According to the custom, pines and cypresses were to be planted on both sides of the tombstone. Along the way, Si Mingyang was standing in front of the tombstone with Nangong Shuoxi's name on it, only to find that beside her tombstone The pines and cypresses grow the best, just like the marks she made for her.

I want her to recognize her at a glance in this pile of desolate and desolate mounds.

Nangong An lit the incense candle he brought with him, knelt down and kowtowed seriously, and said, "Mom, I brought my friend to see you, Si Mingyang, do you remember? It was the last time you celebrated your birthday The one." She raised her head and said to Si Mingyang, "You should say hello to my mother too."

Si Mingyang had been standing quietly and straightly. After hearing this, he looked at the name on the cold stone tablet and said softly, "...we meet again."

At this moment, a gust of wind blew up, causing the lush and wildly growing pines and cypresses to sway, driving those branches to lean against Si Mingyang who was standing, as if hugging him.

"Oh, why is the wind so strong that it blows out the candles." Muttering, Nangong An took out a handkerchief from his trouser pocket, picked up the lighter, lit it, and used its flame to light it up again. The candle, the handkerchief is of good quality, and it can make the fire burn smoothly in the wind. Si Mingyang has sharp eyes, and he saw that it was given to Nangong Shuoxi when he was 17 years old.

"Isn't it a pity to just burn it like this?"

"You mean this?" Nangong An pointed to the thing in his hand, and after seeing her nod, he explained, "My grandma found this when she was packing up my mother's belongings. I saw it when I was a child. A piece of jade, my mother is very rare, my grandma was sad when she saw this, I thought, why not just burn it to my mother, let her think about it, but the jade is too hard to burn , I didn’t bring it with me.”

Si Mingyang pursed his lips, said nothing more, and stood quietly watching the handkerchief melt into the flame bit by bit.

The wind is still blowing moderately, and the branches of pines and cypresses next to it are still reluctantly touching Si Mingyang. The cold surface of the stele is scorched by the flame of the candle until water droplets gradually condense. It is cold and transparent, like someone's house The tears of the bride.

Green smoke curled up along the stele, and Si Mingyang shed tears slowly from the smoke, and accumulated drop by drop, covering her vision. Under the haze, she seemed to see the seven-year-old Nangong again. The appearance of Shuoxi wiping her tears when she fell off the swing, turned into the appearance when she gently told herself that she liked her in an instant.

In an instant, she finally understood why every head of the family had to undergo a soul repair with all his heart and soul before formally managing the family.

After unforgettable, only paralysis remained.