Leg pendant that regenerates scumbag

At night, Xie Zhan had a dream, he dreamed of Wuchen.

The Wuchen in the dream was completely different from what he had imagined. He was dressed in blue, a handsome man with thick eyebrows and big eyes, holding a sword in both hands, looking at him with a smile.Without the master's extraordinary detachment, he is now more like a person in the mortal world, without indifference, and more joy, anger, sorrow and joy.This kind of cleanliness is like true temperament.

"I'm leaving," he said.

Xie Zhan vaguely felt that this was a dream, and knew that he had already gone, but seeing his high spirits, he couldn't help but feel happy for him, so he asked, "Where are you going?"

"The world is so big, I have my own home." He was a little excited, "I won't say much, see you by fate."

After he finished speaking, he turned and left, leaving Xie Zhan with only a handsome back.Seeing his figure go further and further away, Xie Zhan couldn't help feeling a little worried while being happy.He recalled what he heard in the restaurant, the hugging posture, Song Yan obviously wanted to haunt him for life and life.However, he didn't have time to think about it, because that dream was over.Xie Zhan opened his eyes, it was already dawn.

He was in Shangshi Village, but Wuchen was no longer there.

What Xie Zhan does every day is to water the flowers, grow vegetables, and teach a few children.The days passed without any waves, calm and peaceful, day after day, year after year.Sometimes, he even forgot to count the days, and he didn't know how long it had been.

"Sir, there is a carriage at the entrance of the village." The little boy he was teaching had grown into a teenager, and bounced to tell him the news, "Sir, you should come and take a look, many people in the village have come to watch the fun .”

This place is remote, and there are only a few ox carts in total. Horse carts belong to rich people, and rarely appear in the market, so it is so rare to have a horse cart in this small village.

The young boy's heart was obviously also flying, but he also respected Xie Zhan very much. Xie Zhan didn't speak, and he stood there with his eyes rolling.

"Go and have a look." Xie Zhan stood up, the young boy cheered and ran forward.

Xie Zhan walked to the avenue and saw the carriage.The carriage was luxurious but not extravagant, and the owner was obviously of extraordinary status.The curtain of the carriage was pulled open, and a person stepped out of it. It was a woman in elegant attire. The woman's gentle eyes swept around the crowd, and finally fell on Xie Zhan. Those eyes, which were originally elegant, suddenly came to life. There are fluctuations, some joy, some excitement.

"Azhan." She called out.

I haven't seen her for a few years, but Wang's mental outlook is much better than before, her hair grows longer, and she has become that graceful and luxurious woman again.Now the Xie family is more powerful than when Huan Lin was in power. The two sons of the Wang family are in control of the court, and the little emperor is her grandson. There are many relationships among them, and this woman has become the most noble in the world. woman.However, when she got closer, she still had a faint sandalwood scent on her body. She must have spent a lot of time in the Buddhist hall now.

Xie Zhan took her back to where he lived.Mrs. Wang walked around the yard. The flowers and plants were full of vitality, and the chickens and ducks were also very fat. The house was clean and tidy. There were many books on the bookshelves, and there was a copybook on the table that was being copied.After reading this, Wang felt relieved.

The two sat in the yard, Xie Zhan poured tea and handed it to her.While drinking tea, Mrs. Wang kept her eyes on Xie Zhan's body, seemingly scrutinizing him, seemingly unwilling to let go.

"Is it alright here?" Wang asked.There is nothing to say when the two are together, she can only ask these words.

"Leisure and leisure."

Judging by Xie Zhan's face, he must be living a good life, at least happier and more relaxed than his past 30 years.

"I brought you something." Wang said.

His yard was already full of things, it must have taken a lot of effort for Wang to find him and make up his mind to see him.However, Mrs. Wang undoubtedly knows how to choose things. There are many out-of-print books in it, and some other clothes and food are necessary.

Xie Zhan naturally accepted it.

Mrs. Wang stayed here until the afternoon, looking at her youngest son who was so rare to get along with, she was full of reluctance, but reason told her to leave.Everything should be just right, not too hasty.

Wang got up and left, Xie Zhan sent her to the entrance of the village, watching the carriage getting farther and farther, Xie Zhan came back.

He no longer hated Wang Shi.With deep blood ties, the Wang family is actually a hard-working person.

In the days to come, Mrs. Wang will come once in a while.Every time Wang brings a lot of things, Xie Zhan will also give some things from the mountains for her to take back.She doesn't come often enough to make Xie Zhan feel disturbed. Every time she brings some calligraphy, painting and piano scores, Xie Zhan also likes them.Gradually, Xie Zhan got used to her presence.

"The road is difficult, don't rush too much." One day, Xie Zhan finally couldn't help but comfort him.

Joy flashed across Wang's downcast eyes, and he said in a calm tone: "Staying in Jiankang City is also very boring, why don't you go out for a walk and visit the mountains and rivers along the way, the scenery is very beautiful."

With one sentence, she blocked all Xie Zhan's persuasion.

Since Mrs. Wang came, Xie Zhan went to the market less frequently.His little disciples also liked Mrs. Wang very much, because Mrs. Wang would bring them some food and clothing when he came.Every time Mrs. Wang came, those children would always surround her.Mrs. Wang brought two sets of clothes for each of the children, but Xie Zhan only had one set of crescent white robes.

Xie Zhan was holding the robe in his hand, and suddenly froze, staring at it, but couldn't move his eyes away.He put it closer, and sure enough, he smelled a sandalwood scent, which was not found in those books.

Wang opened the curtain and walked in, and saw him staring at the robe in a daze.The two looked at each other, seeing something in each other's eyes.

This dress is not as delicate as those clothes that are much smaller, but it was made by Mrs. Wang herself.

He looked at her for a long time, opened his mouth, but his throat was a little dry.Mrs. Wang glanced at him with a smile, with infinite tolerance in her eyes: "Come in and tell you, I should go."

After Wang finished speaking, he withdrew.

"...Aunt." Sitting there, Xie Zhan finally spoke, but it was very low.

Wang Shi was walking towards the gate of the courtyard, halfway through, tears finally fell down.She didn't look back, but walked straight out, got into the carriage, and finally couldn't help crying.

In a blink of an eye, another autumn came, and the pear tree Xie Zhan planted in the backyard was already higher than the house, and it was full of fruits.Xie Zhan picked two and tasted them himself. They were juicy and sweet. He picked some more and gave them to the children who were studying hard.

The little dolls were a little absent-minded, their eyes were always looking into the room, and Xie Zhan was also looking at that room.The door of the house was closed by him, but now it opened a small crack.

Could it be that a thief entered the house?

Xie Zhan walked over, opened the door and went in, but saw a figure in the empty room.All he saw was a back.But for some people, just a glance is enough to recognize them.

Xie Zhan stood there in a daze, not knowing whether it was a dream or reality, and for a while, he didn't know whether to advance or retreat.When he recovered, he felt that he was too nervous, so he walked in, closed the door, and looked at the figure quietly.

The man didn't turn around.His black hair was tied up, but many white hairs were exposed inside. He was no longer the majestic and noble emperor, his back was no longer straight, and seemed to be a little bent.

"It's finished." The man's voice was low and hoarse, not pleasant.His eyes fell out of the window, facing the pear tree in the backyard.

"The pear tree bears fruit for three years, and it has been three years." Xie Zhan said.

"It's been three years..." the man whispered.

He still didn't turn around.Xie Zhan looked at him: "Huan Lin, why don't you look at me?"

Huan Lin lowered his head: "I'm afraid you won't look at me."

Twitchy, it's not like his old temperament at all.

"Then I won't watch it." Xie Zhan said, turned around and was about to leave.

And when he just walked to the door, Huan Lin turned around.He was dressed in black, wearing an inner robe and a cloak outside, which was a little too much.When touching that face, Xie Zhan's eyes showed shock.

His face still has the outline of the past, but it is covered with scars, and countless knives have been drawn across it, making it look a bit hideous.His whole body was tightly wrapped, probably because of such wounds, not only his face, but also other places.

When he left that year, Huan Rin's body was already covered with wounds. After he left, what happened to Huan Rin, and how did he escape from death?

Xie Zhan walked over, stretched out his hand, Huan Rin's face subconsciously moved away, and then Xie Zhan approached, and he could not avoid it.The delicate hand touched the rough scar, and there was worry in the eyes.

"The injury is already healed." Huan Lin said.

"that time……"

"That villain He Yong is too arrogant. Even if I have suffered hundreds of knives on my body, I can still cut him down. I will cut him into pieces." Huan Lin said, until now, he vaguely saw his old character .

He said it so easily, but looking at these wounds, he knew how tragic it was.

"What about these three years?" Xie Zhan continued to ask.

"Brothers from the Lu family came to rescue me. My identity is sensitive. The new emperor ascended the throne, so I couldn't reveal it, so I kept it a secret. I've been lying on the bed for many years, and when I was able to get off the ground, I realized that I had become like this." Huan Rin said, "I look like this, I didn't want to come looking for you."

But day after day, that kind of thought gradually accumulated, and finally I couldn't suppress it, so I found it.He was uneasy at first, but all the uneasiness subsided the moment he saw Azhan.He should have known a long time ago that he would never be able to let go of Azhan for the rest of his life.

Huan Lin grabbed Xie Zhan's hand and hugged him tightly into his arms, feeling the blood boil again.

This time, Azhan didn't push him away.

The pear tree outside the window had grown fruit, and there were two big pears on the table. This time, he finally caught up.