The End of the Reincarnation of the Lotus Lantern

goodbye……

He begged for the man to stay, and in the end the man only left behind a back, and these two words.

He walked in the silent sunset in a daze, and the dancing peach petals became the sunset glow in the sky, which was dazzlingly beautiful and heartbreakingly beautiful.

He remembered many years ago, when he was a doctor who helped the world and saved people, walking all over the world.

He has seen many people, men, women, old people, children.They have different identities, or they are court officials, or merchants from a wealthy country, or they are children of the rivers and lakes, or they are the most ordinary people.

But in fact, in most cases, he walks among the lowest class of people.

At that time, he was not very old, but he had the reputation of being a master of rejuvenation. Many people came to invite him, and many people wanted to kill him.

He drifted away for several years, until one day, he was suddenly a little tired, so he stopped in a village. He couldn't remember the name of the village, but it didn't matter. The only thing he remembered was the courtyard. Peach blossoms are breathtakingly beautiful.

On weekdays, when he felt the pulse of the patient, the man was hidden in the darkness, very quiet.

Later, the man left, and the peach blossoms that hadn't bloomed in the yard for several years bloomed in an instant.

People in the village said that it was the first time in a hundred years that he had seen such beautiful peach blossoms, but he knew that those flowers were for that man.

Just like peach blossoms tonight.

Chen Xiang leaned against the peach blossom tree, feeling pain in her chest, until she became numb after the pain.

In order to make himself forget the pain deliberately, he tried to recall his life.

In fact, when he first came to this world, he was somewhat repelled, but later, he met more and more people and was moved more and more, and he began to try to touch this world.

His parents love him very much, he has a younger sister and wife Xiaoyu, he has a few good buddies, he has a good teacher, and his teacher is still his childhood idol, this alone makes him smile.In the end, he made a big disturbance in the Heavenly Palace and revised the rules of the heavens. This is something that people in the mortal world would never dare to think about.Not to mention, the Princess of the Dragon Clan, the Mistress of the Moon Palace, the King of Hundred Flowers is his aunt, and the Jade Emperor is also somewhat related by blood.

It can be said to be the top of the relationship.

Then, he fell in love with someone, a man, a man who was related to him by blood.

It's a pity that he likes him, but he likes her.

If this complicated love triangle was placed in his previous life, he would definitely laugh at it.But no one thought that such a bloody thing happened to him, and... maybe he would continue to be bloody.

Just when he wanted to continue to recall, a golden light cluster appeared in front of him.

"Your time is up." A mechanical and cold voice came from the light group.

He froze for a moment, already arrived.

Time is so fast, inadvertently, has it come to an end?

"Let's go."

"..." He trembled, subconsciously looked towards the end of the peach forest, the petals fluttered around, confusing his eyes.

What is he expecting?

Even if he tells himself that he has put it down, it has become a reflex condition. In the previous life, a teacher once said that this repeated action will eventually form muscle memory, and in the end, it will become a subconscious thing. .

The deep-rooted grasp of his memory made it impossible for him to completely abandon it even if he let it go.

However, it has been useless.

The man smiled softly, and when the last petal fell on his eyelids, he slowly closed his eyes, allowing his body to turn into light spots and dissipate little by little.

"No!" In a trance, it seemed that I heard a voice screaming in despair.

……

That is a beautiful woman.

She was wearing a long purple dress, with long smooth black hair hanging down to her ankles, her delicate face was not like the innocent expression she once had, but rather cold and indifferent, as if her heart had also been frozen.

Xiaotiangou said that he didn't believe it when a woman who claimed to be Xiaoyu came to him. After all, he remembered that Xiaoyu had gone to the Antarctic fairy to practice in seclusion.

However, when the woman walked into the main hall of the Zhenjun Temple, she looked at him sitting on the seat with no expression on her face, and her black eyes were stained with a trace of sadness. She was not expressionless, but sadness made her forget the expression.

"He's dying," she said.

Who is dying? When he heard these four words, his heart skipped a beat.

"Brother Chen Xiang, he is dying."

At that moment, he felt that all the strength in his body was drained.

He was dying, the child who was crying by his clothes not long ago, was dying.

"What did you say?" Yang Jian's eyes widened.

"I said, he is dying." The woman repeated patiently.

The man's face turned ferocious, "Nonsense, he is your husband, how can you curse him like that!" He will not die, he said that he will be a doctor who travels all over the world to save people, he said that he will have a pair of children , The son is an elder brother, and the daughter is a younger sister. He said that when he comes to drink with him, he must drink poorly. He said...

"We're not married." The woman pursed her lips, she looked at the man sympathetically, and finally decided to speak out. "We're not married."

Unexpectedly, the man's face turned pale in an instant.

The entire hall was terribly silent, everyone had left, the huge Zhenjun Temple was very empty, Yang Jian sent everyone away, the Meishan brothers went to roam around, Xiaotiangou often took Nezha to drink, now, He is alone here.

"We got married in a fake way." On that day, Chen Xiang found Xiao Yu, and he asked her if she had someone she liked, Xiao Yu was a little puzzled, how could she have someone she liked.After hearing this, Chen Xiang said, since she has no one she likes, she will do a scene with him, this scene is for Sanshengmu and Liu Yanchang, in order to let them leave with peace of mind.Similarly, this scene was also for Yang Jian.

"Give it to me." The man slumped on the upper seat in a daze, muttering.

That's right, he is the only one who knows that here, that child is simply acting, and he wants to prove that he has let go.He clearly knew.

"Yang Jian, I should have rotted in my stomach about this matter, but..." The woman still looked at the man expressionlessly, with crystal tears rolling down from the corners of her eyes. Apart from grandma, that man was the most important relative in her life, saying yes It's impossible not to feel sad.

It's just that when she was sent to the Antarctic Fairy, she already knew that everything was irreversible.

The woman's complexion was numb, but Yang Jian saw the most desperate pain from the woman's eyes.

He is like an old man in the setting sun, his head is white with three thousand hairs in an instant.

As night fell, there was silence between heaven and earth, except for a white afterimage like a bolt of lightning.

Faster, faster.

The man clenched his fist, and his sharp fingers inserted into the flesh of his palm, dripping blood oozing out.

He gritted his teeth and desperately made himself faster.

The woman's voice is close at hand, "The release of Xin Tian Tiao requires conditions. First, the blood of the releaser needs to draw Xin Tian Tiao to wake it up. Second, use the releaser's body to carry Xin Tian Tiao. Finally, in order for Xintiantiao can operate normally in the Three Realms, and the soul sacrifice of the releaser is needed to guide the new Tiantiao into the law of heaven and earth. Brother Chen Xiang chose to release Xintiantiao at that time."

He wants to save too many people, mother, father, those gods and demons trapped by the rules of heaven, and finally, he wants to save him, Yang Jian.

That child used his own body to carry the new heaven, but his body couldn't support it anymore. Once his body died, the next step was to sacrifice his soul.

He was dying.

Yang Jian's heart suddenly began to throb, and he suddenly remembered that a long time ago, he and that child were in the bamboo forest, there were only the two of them, and that time should be the only quiet time in their lives.

The child said over and over again willfully, I like you.

He refused, they were enemies, they were rivals, they were related by blood, they were both men.

The child said that he didn't care about these things, he didn't need the eyes of the world, he only wanted him.

He said there was still a gap between them.

In fact, it was just an excuse. He pretended that he was not tempted, that he was still the indifferent judicial god, but now that the rules of heaven have finally been changed, he lost this excuse, so he said that he already had Beloved.

At that moment, the thousands of bright stars in the child's eyes were extinguished in an instant.

Hurry up, hurry up.Yang Jian used the fastest speed in his life.

He wanted to tell that kid, tell him...

Yang Jian finally caught up. He saw the sea of ​​pink flowers. The man was leaning quietly under the peach tree. His expression was indifferent. His right hand was lightly resting on his abdomen, as if he was just asleep.

His heart was beating fast, and finally found it, he was almost crying with joy, and he rushed up.

He wanted to tell him that he had always, always been...

Then, before his hand touched him, countless rays of brilliance burst out from the man's body, and he turned into fine golden particles, just like the afternoon sun, which is obviously a warm color, but it made him feel cold to the bone.

I like you.

The child said to him stubbornly.

I also... like you...

I like it very much, I like it very much... The man knelt down on the ground in despair, and the peach blossoms in the garden withered.

No one knew that what he liked most were the child's dark brown eyes, which made him feel contained when looking at him, but those eyes could never be opened again.

……

This is a dream, a nightmare, as long as you wake up from the dream, everything will return to the original, the child will still stubbornly pester him, telling him that he likes him.

Yang Jian opened his eyes, the sun was very dazzling, although as a god, he would not be sensitive to strong sunlight.But his tears still flowed down involuntarily.

Withered peach petals fell on his cheeks, and Yang Jian sat up slowly.

Is it a dream?

He looked around blankly, and finally hugged his body a little helplessly.

It turned out that it was not a dream.

He is a god, and with a wave of his hand, he can change the life and death of all living beings.

However, in heaven and earth, on Huangquan Road, he never found that man again.

……

Nothingness, Chen Xiang felt that his consciousness was a bit confused, too many memories flew by in front of his eyes, he wanted to catch them, but those memories slipped through his fingers quickly, as if they were mocking him.

Countless light clusters surrounded him, each of which exuded brilliant light.And each light cluster is a memory.

"Don't go... Please, don't go." A gray ball of light rose and fell in front of him. In the light ball, under the gray sky, the young man in a brown gown was holding the sleeve of the god in white.

The man in white looked at him helplessly, like he was a wayward child.

"Chen Xiang..." The man broke off his fingers one by one cruelly, "I'm sorry."

He stared at the man's back and laughed loudly. The raindrops fell on him, making him tremble all over, but he couldn't speak. He could only turn all his emotions into despairing laughter.

Chen Xiang closed his eyes and suddenly remembered that it was a certain night before he got married.

He begged the man to try to accept him.

But that man turned him down, he said, he should marry a girl and start a family, he always said what he should do, but never thought, what does he want?

Then the next day, he married Xiaoyu.

That day, the overwhelming red was reflected in his eyes, which hurt his eyes, and it was the first time he realized that he hated red so much.

He was in pain, so that blood gushed from his throat from time to time, but everyone smiled and blessed him.

He looked at the handsome man in white clothes standing outside.Swallowing the blood in his throat, he also swallowed the pain in his heart.

Memories, one by one, flew by before the eyes, and the light clusters of various colors finally converged into a figure.

The figure looked at him, and he said, "Liu Chenxiang, from today onwards, you will become the new guardian of the law, ruthless and heartless, without demands and desires. From today onwards, you will abandon Liu Chenxiang's name, Liu Chenxiang's body, The soul of Liu Chenxiang. Nameless and nameless, it has left behind the past, and all living beings are illusory. You guard the laws of the three realms, and you must not slack off until a new law is born."

He was startled, the guardian of the law.

In fact, this is fate, when he releases new rules of heaven and earth, his fate is doomed.

This is something he cannot escape, and it is also his responsibility.

When accepting the inheritance, he suddenly remembered the first time he saw that man, that man looked down at him indifferently, cold and elegant, but by chance, he saw a trace of tenderness in those eyes.

Later, they became rivals, and one day, he asked the man, "Yang Jian, if this is over, will you accept me?"

The man didn't speak, he smiled wryly, and said, "I know this embarrasses you."

He felt a little pain in his heart, but he forcibly resisted the desire to escape. He said, "Uncle, if this is over, can you play a song for me? Just for me?"

What the man said later, he couldn't hear clearly, but until the moment he died, he couldn't hear the melody of nature.

……

Five years later

Five years, whether it is long or short, for example, the twins born to Sanshengmu and Liu Yanchang have already gone to school, for example, Xiaoyu has entered the fairyland, but he did not enter the heavenly court, but chose to work in a Practice in retreat in the mountains.For example, the children of Ding Xiang and Ao Chun can already make soy sauce, for example, the three princesses of Xihai held a grand wedding banquet, and they have children...

However, nothing has changed in Taoyuan, and time seems to have stopped here.

The peach blossoms in the garden are in full bloom, and deep in the peach forest is a house built of bluestone and bricks.

In the air, many golden light particles suddenly gathered. These light particles spread out like fireflies, as if they had drilled out of the peach blossoms, gorgeous and gorgeous.

Gradually, the particles of light turned into a handsome man. The man was dressed in a simple robe and looked somewhat elegant.The black hair was casually scattered around the waist, and the wind blew, and the long hair danced along with it.

The man was a little puzzled, he didn't understand why he appeared here?This was the first time he had transformed in such a long time, and it seemed that a voice told him to let him take a look.

What exactly are you looking at?

He stared at the room in front of him, and his intuition told him that this room was a little strange, familiar and strange.

Then he saw a painting, and when he touched the man in the painting, he seemed to return to a more distant past in a trance.

Behind him came the rustle of wind rubbing petals.

There was a nice voice coming from behind.

He turned around and looked at the handsome white-clothed deity under the peach tree, a man with white clothes and white hair, like frost and snow.The man looked at him with complicated eyes, full of surprise, sadness, and guilt.

"Who are you?" he asked.Then he found that man's gaze was desperate for a moment.

"I am...your uncle."

When he heard this sentence, he suddenly wanted to laugh, and he felt a strange feeling in his heart, which seemed a little dull, although that strange feeling only passed by briefly.

"I don't have an uncle." In the end, that was all he said.

He is not Chen Xiang anymore, he has given up his name, body, and soul, he is no longer that sad, desperate soul, so he has no uncle.

He looked at the white-haired but handsome god opposite him, and the desperate expression of the god coincided with Liu Chenxiang for a moment.

So, is this love?He looked at the man and suddenly smiled.

Unfortunately, it's all too late.