I have a deep love for Zhenjun

191.

"The Sutra of Real Enlightenment" states, "All the world is always, birth and death, front and back, existence and non-existence, gathering and dispersing, beginning and ending, thoughts and thoughts are continuous, cycle back and forth, and all kinds of choices are all samsara."

Thoughts continue, and the cycle goes on and on.

All kinds of choices are reincarnation.

192.

I closed my eyes and calmed down my thoughts.

Just now, from this obsession possessed by Cangtian's body, I finally got a glimpse of the past that I had forgotten.

When the love is deep and the hatred is deep, it can even interweave with Zhuluo's five senses and connect with the seven emotions.As if through such a chance meeting, the already dusty picture scroll was slowly unfolded, and the sleeves were raised to wipe off the dust, revealing the original true appearance.

——I am Zhuluo, and Zhuluo is me.

But... the man has passed away, and the past has passed away. It really shouldn't be like this.

However, when he opened his eyes again, he saw the solitary figure who opened his hand, intending to catch the god on the high place; he heard the hoarse and difficult words, which he only knew to repeat instinctively.

My persistence disappeared in an instant, and I was defeated. I stepped forward and hugged him in my arms.

"For so many years..." I patted him on the back three times, "Thank you for your hard work."

The last bit of clarity at the tip of the heart finally lived up to the entrustment, turned into a hard armor, and waited for Zhaohua in Lihuo for 5000 years.

"Should be very tired?" I twitched the corners of my mouth, "Leave everything from now on to me."

He turned his head stiffly, his scorching breath sprayed behind my ears, his throat was rumbling like the wind, but he couldn't speak.

I think it's not that he doesn't want to communicate with me, but that over the years...except for the word Zhaohua, he no longer remembers anything else.

But I still know what he wants to say.

Letting go of my embrace, and stepping back a little bit, I looked solemnly: "Don't worry. I will do my best to treat Zhaohua well with your share, and I won't let him be wronged."

He nodded, then shook his head, his eyes seemed extremely sad.

I took his hand and brought it up to my eyes.Five fingers passed through the gap between his knuckles, slowly intertwined and intertwined.

"I will not destroy you, and I will never deny you again. You are the incarnation of evil thoughts, and I am the incarnation of good thoughts. Just like the fairy bones and demon bones in the past, they should check and balance each other and integrate into one to be considered complete."

He closed his eyes, still shaking his head.

"Are you afraid that I will step into the footsteps of my previous life?" I was stunned, then smiled, "No, this time I will definitely keep my heart. You are me, and I am you. Why can't you even believe what you say? "

He fell silent.

"The fate of a half-demon is a gift from heaven, and it is also a punishment from heaven. It is useless to escape, so it is better to accept it calmly. Since then, the obsession is gone, the demons in the heart have nowhere to go, and the original heart should be firmly established, and it is absolutely impossible to step into the dust of the previous life .”

It's a pity that after living for two lifetimes, I finally figured out this truth.

Seeing that he was moved by me, he was silently acquiescing.I leaned forward and touched his forehead.

The hostility from the place where he posted it fled into the inner palace.

At the beginning, it was powerful and rampant in the body, but after I patiently appease it, it turned into countless dark red light spots, all of which merged with me.

The obsession dissipated, and Cang Tian no longer had to be driven by it, and slowly returned to his sanity.

Those long eyes opened, revealing a blank gaze, and when they saw me, they were a little surprised.

"Long time no see." I stepped back calmly, distanced myself from Cang Tian.

He didn't answer immediately, he looked at me for a while, and pointed out: "It's you."

"it's me."

Zhuluo is me, Zhuluo is me, and Shaohe is also me.

It's always been me.

"Back then, I was eager to protect the lord and severely damaged your soul body with one blow. If it weren't for this, even if the inner alchemy was gone, you could have been reincarnated as soon as possible. fully repaired."

Cang Tian turned his palms over his left shoulder, bent down to salute me, and couldn't get up for a long time.

"It was my big mistake."

I gave him a hand, and said: "Since you have formed a contract with Yun Mo, you must protect him well. Each is his own master, so what's the difference between right and wrong?"

He was silent for a while, but shook his head: "Actually, that's not the case at all. But many words have been passed around so far, and there is no need to say them."

"That's right." I thought deeply, "I'll save the unnecessary words. Now that I have remembered everything, I must not allow the Lihuo Realm to trap the people of the demon world and Zhaohua's body. I want to exchange myself for theirs." Freedom. If you don't allow it, I will do it at all costs. Cang Tian, ​​can you understand?"

Cang Tian still shook his head.

My expression was slightly concentrated, and I was about to resort to force, but I heard him say: "As early as 5000 years ago, the Lihuo Realm no longer existed, and naturally there was no so-called tortured monster race."

I paused: "Doesn't exist?"

"Zhuluo... No, the master should have chosen the character for you as sheath? It's done, that's what he said back then."

Cang Tian slowly retracted his five fingers, and the surrounding scene immediately turned into ruins.When the five fingers are loosened, the original stone room decoration is restored here, and there are thousands of bright candles beside the road, shining brightly.

"I asked for my life to come here, and I did not hesitate to maintain the illusion for many years with my cultivation, just to give an explanation to the Six Realms and the Heavenly Dao, and to stop this long talk."

I was dazed when I heard it, and it took me a long time to find my own voice: "What else did Yun Man say back then?"

Cang Tian said: "Since the master has never told you, he just doesn't want you to know. Then what he said or what he did for you is no longer important."

no longer important?

... really doesn't matter anymore.

Whether it is the moon wheel that is hard to be completed by Xuandan, the silhouette of people walking by on the Wangxiang Bridge, the peeping green feather swallowed by the black mist at Qingdu Terrace, and the dried green pearl that was shattered in the battle of Linlang Tianque, all of them have changed with the passage of time. I left everything behind.

The day of yesterday cannot be left behind.

I didn't stand still, and neither did Zhao Hua.

But for some reason, I remembered the winter snow ten years ago.In the Guanshen clan, Yunmo lives.Across a green bamboo screen, he said to me: "After you left, on Linlang Tianque, I have never closed my eyes for 3000 years."

With the screen as an obstacle, I couldn't see clearly what his expression was. I just felt that the shimmer of the sea jade pearl was extraordinarily bright that day, as if it was broken into thousands of light spots, just like today.

I was still in a daze, but I heard a voice next to my ear: "Master."

Owner?I secretly thought something was wrong, wiped the tears on my face with the back of my hand, and hurriedly followed the reputation.

Candlelight reflected, the stone room was as bright as day, making the dust-free white clothes even more dazzling, and every strand of hair was as clear as crystal frost and snow.

But I only looked at his forehead—it was a dry green bead full of cracks, as if it had been smashed and put back together.

It's a pity that it's hard to get overwhelmed.

I intended to speculate on Yun Man's thoughts at the moment, but was discouraged by the lotus-patterned mask on his right face.

He nodded slightly, as a response to Cang Tian's gift, and then stopped three steps away from me, with an unpredictable expression, staring at me for a long time, without speaking.

He was silent and so was I.

The relationship between Yun Man and me is really complicated and difficult to clarify.He used to be a master and servant, a lover, an enemy, and a companion.After years of turmoil, they finally went the opposite direction and became strangers by different routes.

Therefore, the greetings are too familiar, and the politeness is unfamiliar.

It's better not to say anything.

In the end, it was Yun Man who couldn't hold his breath.He raised the corner of his lips very lightly, and then smiled: "I thought, at this time, you should have something to say to me."

I pondered for a moment, but said: "Zhaohua's soul body was reincarnated, reincarnated as the eldest son of Fuyi's knee in Xianyin, East Extreme, and named him Fuqing. I know that Fuyi is your subordinate, so I will naturally obey your orders and treat Fuqing in every possible way." Humiliation does not make him happy. Later, there was the accident at the Eastern Great Ceremony. Fu Qing’s youngest brother was captured by the monster clan and died from the fire environment. As a result, Yu Xin was also sick. Three people entered the country, one died and one was injured, but Fu Qing Qing is safe and sound. His reputation is not good, and after this, it has plummeted, and he is ridiculed by Jiujiang."

After speaking, even though I was making an inquiry, I was absolutely certain in my heart: "Are these all written by you?"

Yun Mo was noncommittal, and said indifferently, "What else?"

I followed his words and continued: "There is also the rainy night of the Crown God Clan. It should be you who manipulated me to humiliate Fu Qing with a secret method, and then erased my memory afterwards—"

Yun Man interrupted me suddenly, with an inexplicable tone: "How much do you remember about that night?"

I told the truth: "It's not complete just to get a glimpse of the tip of the iceberg from Fuqing's dream."

"I see." He was silent for a while, then sighed with a chuckle, "These are all. If you forget the extra, just forget it."

"...How can you still laugh?"

"Seeing that you have made a lot of progress, I should be happy for you, shouldn't I?" Yun Mo flicked up his sleeve robe, revealing half of his snow-white wrist, slightly curved his long fingers, and stroked the edge of the lotus-patterned mask, "It's different from what you think. Not much, but one thing is wrong."

"Which one?" I asked.

"Fu Yi is not my subordinate. He formed an alliance with me back then, just to get Fu Ling. Who knows that Fu Ling would rather die than surrender, so he had to retreat and keep the reincarnated Zhaohua by his side, so as to see the beautiful woman lovesick. " Yun Mo paused, "Fu Qing and Fu Ling are not only similar in appearance, but also have the same unruly temperament. After a long time, if discipline fails, anger is inevitable. But in my opinion, Fu Yi has restrained enough. If it wasn't for Fu Qing's trespassing into Lihuo Realm in disregard of his teachings, which reminded him of all the past, I am afraid that until he died, he would not be willing to really turn against Fu Qing."

I sorted out the cause and effect, and all kinds of anger came to my heart.

I didn't expect that after reliving my life, I would still be controlled by Yun Jie in everything, and would be played around by him at will!

"Lihuo's death penalty can only be solved by Guan Shenhua's painstaking efforts. You planned the good show of Lihuo, and you reincarnated me in the Guanshen clan in advance, pretending to help me become a fairy, and giving me your heart. The reason is to let me fight Fu Qing? You, you are really a snake and a scorpion!"

"..."

The half of Yun Min's face exposed outside the mask seemed to show a sad look for a moment, but it quickly recovered and replaced it with a faint smile: "How? My good brother is not what he used to be. He hurt you, I have used you and always made you sad, and I am the same as me."

I said coldly, "So what?"

"So what?" He murmured softly, his long fingers clasped the edge of the mask tightly, his knuckles were faintly white, "You said you were not Zhuluo at that time. Then, as the young sheath, you can... choose again for the last time. "

I was furious at first because of his vicious schemes, but his voice was like pouring cold water, pulling me back to reality, most of my anger was extinguished in the face.

As Zhu Luo, I can indeed use my power to hate him, resent him, and humiliate him unscrupulously.But if I am the young shen, I have accepted his kindness and betrayed his love.

Therefore, hate cannot be thorough, and love cannot be pure.

The so-called love-hate dilemma is probably the case.

Yun Mo took a step forward, getting closer to me.

He has lifted half of the lotus mask, exposing the smooth skin underneath.But he didn't know why he was hesitating, and when he was about to fully open it, he pushed it back in a hurry.

"You like beautiful women, but my appearance is no longer what it used to be." He drooped his eyelashes and twisted a strand of frosty hair with his fingertips. "If you don't play tricks, how can you compare yourself with your brother?"

Although the tone is still flat, I can hear some hesitation from it.

Having known each other for so many years, I have long been used to his calm demeanor of not changing his face before the collapse of Mount Tai. Now I can't bear to see him so cautiously showing weakness and ingratiating.

But I understand that I must not be soft-hearted.

Once the bottom line is broken, according to his temperament, he will definitely hit the snake with the stick and force me to give in endlessly.

I closed my eyes and said in a deep voice, "You don't have to belittle yourself, and you don't have to ask me for an answer."

"What if I have to?"

"...My thoughts are always the same, and I will say this." In the end, I left a little bit of embarrassment for Yun Mo in front of Cang Tian.

He is the best at reading my mind.

In fact, many words don't need to be spoken at all, he already understood.

Just why did he insist on humiliating himself?But I can't figure it out.Of course, things in the world should be like looking at the moon in the water, something hazy... Maybe it's best.

As expected, there was no surprise on Yun Man's expression.He looked at me quietly, and took two steps closer, until he was close enough to me.

This move was too intimidating, I felt it was inappropriate, and was about to retreat, but he grabbed the corner of the sleeve robe.

"Yunyi brought you here because he wanted to see you and me turn against each other. Since you have remembered everything, my good...and my bad, then aside from this matter, there should be one more wish unfulfilled, right? "

Suddenly I heard the sound of the sword and the cry, from far to near, it stopped in front of me with a bright green glow.

"Back then, I used this sword to kill Yun Fuyu. I have paid off all the debts, but this is the last one left."

"Let's do it," he said.

The cold light on the tip of the sword shone slightly, like the eyes of a psychic, staring at me for a long time in silence.

The memory came back immediately.

I remembered how the sword sank into my adoptive father's chest, how Yun Mo took my hand and slowly pulled out the sword, and... the warm blood that splashed into my lips and tongue, that rusty Bitter taste.

No matter how many years have passed, this scene is still a nightmare that I can't shake.

I was like a trapped animal, I couldn't think of anything else, only one voice filled my mind - kill him!He's the one who got you here.Only when he is dead can you truly be freed!

With my thoughts fixed in an instant, I suddenly waved my hand and grabbed the hilt of the sword, aiming at Yun Min's chest and stabbing it.

The tip of the sword was so sharp that it could easily pierce through his chest without using much force.

Soon, like his adoptive father, he would lose his balance and fall into a pool of blood.No matter how much I cry and beg, I won't open my eyes and smile at me again.

The sword body has been half-sinked, and the white clothes on the chest are soaked in blood, which is extremely tragic.

This is what Yun Min owes me.

After all, he has missed me for so many years, so many years...

I gritted my teeth and wanted to continue pushing hard, but found it difficult to use half of my strength.After several battles between heaven and man, I finally let go of my hand and let the long sword fall to the ground.

clang-

For thousands of years, I have lived as a young sheath, abided by my duty every day, and put goodness first in everything.Never killed a person or beast indiscriminately, nor trampled on a flower or plant.

You really shouldn't break the precept here.

Presumably if the adoptive father is still there, he will not be willing to see me commit crimes again.

What's more, what I want has always been to surpass Yun Mo in an upright manner.

It's not a deliberate concession, nor is it taking advantage of others' dangers.

"That's it." I took a deep breath and calmed down, "It is impossible for me to kill the enemy and comfort the spirit of my adoptive father in heaven. But the kindness you have given me, the enmity between me and you, at this point, it is really difficult It's right and wrong. That being the case, this sword mark is the right to end it. From now on, even if we die, you and I will never see each other again."

Yun Min held the sword in his palm, his eyes fell on the bloody blade, and his fingertips gently rubbed the hilt, his voice was misty and misty: "You have said this sentence too many times, I remember it."

My throat couldn't stop tightening, I paused, and said again: "There is also... Zhaohua. He suffered the death penalty of leaving the fire for me, and his soul suffered from reincarnation—"

Yun Jie interrupted me: "You want to be punished for him?"

As it should be.Without hesitation, I said, "This is the sin karma I created."

"You did this move." Yun Moyin took off his sword and smiled at me, "He will be fine. Don't mention things like using your body as a substitute for punishment."

"No problem... what do you mean?"

He didn't want to explain further, but said softly: "That day you didn't believe that I could find a way to get the best of both worlds, but you should believe me once today. I..." He lowered his eyes and smiled again, "I It should be no worse than your brother."

I remained silent, my hands hidden in my sleeves were clenched unconsciously, and my nails were deeply embedded in the flesh.

But I know, I still can't be soft-hearted.

"One last thing." I sighed very lightly, turning my eyes away from him, "Take your heart back."

Yun Man's tone was still gentle: "Your inner alchemy has been destroyed, without my heart, how will you deal with yourself in the future?"

Frankly speaking, I have no long-term plans.

I just don't want to owe Yun Mo any more and get entangled with him endlessly.

Seeing that I was speechless, he waited for a moment, and finally stopped forcing: "It's up to you."

I was relieved, luck forced out the inner alchemy and floated in the air.

——This inner alchemy is as transparent as gelatin, lingering like streamers of water, or lingering with strands of greenery, it is too beautiful to behold.

Yun Min stretched out his hand to take it, looked it back and forth in front of his eyes, and gradually put away the smile on his lips.

"I said that other people can't break my heart, I'm only willing because that person is you." He circled Neidan into his palm and clasped his five fingers tightly.

I noticed something strange, and I had time to call out to stop, and saw that the inner alchemy had been crushed to powder by spiritual power, and turned into a silk like mist, swaying and dancing in the air.

Suddenly, it disappeared without a trace.

Yun Mo turned her back, her shoulders trembled slightly, as if she was enduring great pain.

Cang Tian wanted to help him, but he raised his hand to stop him.

I opened my mouth, but didn't know what to say.

After a long time, he managed to stabilize his figure, and his tone was calm and indifferent, without any emotion: "But if you don't want it, I won't give it to others."

I pressed the silent chest, all my emotions and desires were empty, but my eye sockets were uncontrollably hot.

On this road full of bright candles, he gradually drifted away, and his back was condensed into a light ink mark smudged by shaking hands on this absurd picture scroll.

In a trance, I recalled the scene when the Crown Protoss first met.

The huge flower cups bloom quietly, and little fireflies rise up, like a bright galaxy in the world.

There are many people around, bowing down and bowing, all loudly welcoming Mr. Xin Hua's arrival, but he doesn't look at anyone, he just walks towards me.

His eyes are like catkins and the wind is light, and they are like pear blossoms and rain.

He looked at me like that, as if there was only room for me in his eyes.

But I really have no fate with him.

In the previous life, I woke up too late, and he was too late to be tempted.Love and hate are intertwined, returning to the mirror.

In this life, I will be reborn as the crown god tree, and he will be the crown god flower.Flowers and trees depend on each other, which is called companionship, but they are destined to be difficult to have both.

Going around for two lives, the ending has not changed at all.

In fact, it was preordained long ago.

In the story of Wangxiang Bridge, Yunwang failed to wait for Yunxiang in the end, and the moon of Xuandan, like Yunxiang's oath, is illusory and elusive.

I can only dream back in a certain long night and meet Qingqing.

"Yun Mo." I called him suddenly.

He stopped as he said, without looking back.

"In the past when I walked with you in Linlang Tianque, I often wondered where those surging seas of clouds would not stop all the year round."

"..."

"I couldn't figure it out at the time, but now I don't know why, but I have the answer."

"..."

"No matter where it goes, it should go straight forward and never look back."

193.

After finishing my past, I set off for Qiansang without stopping.The purpose of this trip is nothing else, only to recapture the things that belonged to A Sheng.

The guards led me to Xunfang Hall.

After explaining why she came, Jing Shu sneered and got up from the first seat with a flick of her sleeves.

She was still wearing the bright red dress, looking down at me with a proud expression: "I said earlier, if you don't come to my wedding, I will destroy all things that belong to Ah Sheng and leave nothing behind." Here it is. Why, are you going to change your mind?"

Now that I have remembered the past, I can probably guess why Jing Shu is so worried about the word "big marriage".

It was indeed my fault to kneel down, but what was wrong with me?

Back then, if she hadn't been provocative in every possible way, she repeatedly insulted the demon world and Jinghu, and touched my bottom line several times.I took her daughter's background into account, how could I treat her in the same way?

However, thinking of her assertive temper, even if she realizes this, she will only blame me for it.

After pondering for a moment, I simply said: "How about a full-strength contest between you and me? If I lose, I will confess myself and kowtow to you in public to apologize. But if you lose... I don't ask for anything, as long as you will Return Sheng to me. Isn't this deal a good deal? Anyway, you don't care—"

"I'm afraid you don't have that ability." Jing Shu didn't want to hear any more, so she interrupted me.Two feet of red silk slipped from the bottom of the sleeve, and with spiritual power condensed into a sharp blade that cuts iron like mud, it flew towards me.

She really hated me to the bone, and attacked my life gate with every move.From this point of view, it doesn't seem like a contest, but a fight for life and death.

I have never underestimated her strength, and I responded positively.Fortunately, he merged with the suffocation and was able to inherit the remaining cultivation base of the year.Otherwise, with my current body, I'm afraid I will really lose to her.

The handover of the two blades is all going all out, and the layers of brilliance are surging. She and I were restrained by this momentum, and we each took two steps back.

I lightly pressed my chest, even though I felt the qi and blood in my body surging, I could still forcefully suppress it.On the other hand, Jingshu was at the end of her strength, clutching her chest and spitting out a mouthful of blood.

I took advantage of the victory to pursue and rushed forward, the sharp sword resting on her fragile neck.

"you lose."

Jing Shu stared at me, her eyes were bloodshot, and her beautiful face was full of anger and unwillingness.After a while, she parted her red lips slightly, and her voice was icy cold: "You half-demons are all bastards, and you are used to snatching other people's things."

I asked back: "Why is Diji so prejudiced against half-demons? Besides, when did I snatch your things? If you talk about Yun Mo, between me and him, it's Diji who intervened."

But she turned a deaf ear to it, and said to herself: "Why on earth can I not compare to you mere half-monsters? Since I was a child, Gan Sang has been of pure blood and unrivaled intelligence. In terms of talent, learning, and appearance, what point can that bastard surpass?" Me? I let my father put so much thought into it, tried every means to protect him, and even set up a place for him to practice. And me? He doesn’t turn to me in everything, and he doesn’t even want to look at me! But it’s clear, it’s clear. It's him who kisses!"

Wait, the bitch that Jing Shu is talking about, could it be...

She gritted her teeth and raised her tone abruptly: "You—you don't have any skills yourself, you only know how to climb high branches! You cling to Brother Yun, and A Sheng clings to my father first, and then to me. Over the years, you are Did you teach her like this? Okay, okay. She showed me all the tricks you did to Brother Yun, and made me look like this. Are you satisfied? Are you satisfied!"

"A Sheng is the same as me. He just wants to exchange his sincerity for his sincerity. He doesn't have the slightest entanglement of interests or flattery to please him. How come he becomes a stalker in the eyes of Di Ji?" I lowered my voice, "Look at Di Ji like this. , will probably never know what the word "sincerity" is."

"Sincerely?" Jing Shu sneered, "Where is the bullshit sincerity? All of you, why don't you just leave without looking back!"

Seeing that it was unreasonable, I simply kept silent, folded my sword and folded my arms, and admired her hysterical and crazy appearance with cold eyes.

After a while, after she calmed down, I said slowly, "If I hadn't opened the world in the pot, and I hadn't met A Sheng, I would never have let you go so easily. But since A Sheng said..."

"say what?"

The conversation was interrupted again, and I was a little surprised to hear Jing Shu's urgent tone: "Will Di Ji care about what A Sheng says?"

Jing Shu was silent.

Her eyes were dark and blue, her chest heaved violently, her expression changed several times, she suddenly pushed me away like crazy, pulled off the purse she was wearing around her waist, and threw it at me forcefully.

"Take what you want, get out!"

194.

Baiyun Canggou, several times in spring and autumn.

I didn't go back to Linlang Tianque again, I just sent a letter to Yu Xin, and then I traveled alone in the lower realm.

Jiujiang is vast, with different customs and customs.

Although I have read Bowen Guangji, but there are only a few rows of petty words, it really cannot be compared with the magnificence I have seen with my own eyes.

I stop and go, and every time I pass a town, I will stop for half a month and record all kinds of anecdotes in the book.Perhaps it was a blessing to delay this move. Now I have achieved a little success in calligraphy, and it is no longer crooked and indistinguishable.

When Fuqing leaves the customs, he will definitely look at me with admiration.

During this period, Asheng's remnant soul was mended and consummated by Nvluo.I thought about it for a long time, but I still didn't keep her by my side. Instead, I found a wealthy family for her to take care of her.

——Since she has shed her half-demon body and regained her new life, why should she let the past drag her down in the next life?I just need to hide in the dark, be an unknown passerby, and try my best to keep her safe and happy.

Later, I bumped into Jing Shu twice.

Once when Ah Sheng was six years old.

On the Qiqiao Festival, she and her parents went to the lantern market at night.BMW carving car, fireworks in succession.I looked at the colorful lanterns floating on the water, and I couldn't be more attentive.

Unexpectedly, if she didn't pay attention to this one, she would get separated because of her fun.

When I followed the spiritual breath, I saw Jing Shu half squatting, shaking the rattle with her left hand, and holding a candied haws in her right hand, teasing A Sheng softly.

——I didn't expect this moody Qiansang Diji to show such an almost gentle gaze.

It really surprised me.

Jing Shu inadvertently collided with my eyes, and was startled, with a somewhat unnatural expression.She ignored me, only whispered a few words to A Sheng, then got up and left in a hurry.

I went up to hold A Sheng's hand and asked her, did that woman do anything to you just now?

Ah Sheng murmured, saying that the eldest sister was kind-hearted, and when she saw me squatting in the corner crying, she took out many strange things from her arms to make me happy.There are rattles, candied haws, and... and this!

She pouted her chin, and I looked along, only to find that she was holding a wooden sculpture in her arms - her face was full of smiles, and she could vaguely see her charming appearance back then.

I closed my eyes, suppressed the burst of tears, and patted her head: "Do you like it?"

A Sheng nodded vigorously: "For some reason, there is always a feeling of nostalgia and familiarity. Whether it's this, that big sister, or you..."

She looked up, her pupils were clear and penetrating.

"Brother, have we met before?"

I looked at her for a while, then smiled slightly and said, "No."

"Oh——" Asheng said with a long tail, "then I've met you now. My name is Jiang Sheng, and I live in Jiang's Mansion on West Street. On weekdays, my parents call me A Sheng, and I come from the word bamboo. It is said that on the day I was born, the dead Mengzong bamboo grove in the backyard of my house came back to life. Brother, do you think it is unusual? Sigh... I accidentally said a lot, and my mother will definitely want to talk about me again when I know it. Yes, My brother hasn't told me your name yet."

I still smiled: "You and I just met by chance. It doesn't matter what your name is, whether you know it or not."

Asheng is like an eggplant beaten by frost, dejectedly: "What does it mean to meet by chance? I just want to know my brother's name, why are there so many strange reasons? But just now, that sister just told me her name directly." .”

"Jingshu?"

"No, no, it's Yue—" She covered her mouth suddenly, her voice was cut off by the palm of her hand, and she seemed indistinct, "My sister said this is a secret between me and her, so I can't tell it."

——People of the Qiansang tribe, their real names cannot be casually revealed to outsiders.Apart from close relatives, they can only be lovers who are determined in their hearts and are willing to go to Qingdutai with them and join hands for the rest of their lives.

I lowered my eyes and suddenly understood a lot.

The second time I saw Jing Shu was at Ah Sheng's wedding.

On that day, joyous music was played, the sound of firecrackers was endless, and the chariots and horses relied on their mighty momentum.Taking advantage of the night, I disguised myself among the guests, and just heard someone shout——

"Worship heaven and earth."

"Two thanks to the high hall."

"Happy husband and wife."

Silver candles and feasts, the wind is warm and the hall is warm.

Asheng wears brocade and covers his head, bowing gracefully.

I looked at it and felt that the time was wrong.

In my memory, she was still the young girl begging for sweets back then, why did she take on the slim and graceful posture of a daughter in the blink of an eye?

Alas, my A Sheng has grown up after all and doesn't need me anymore.

Fortunately, her husband is handsome and has a bit of real talent. He can be regarded as the best in the world. He will definitely take over my burden and protect her for the rest of her life.

I was able to retire with success, but I didn't feel relieved.Take a sip of the wine, all kinds of flavors enter your throat.

Is it joy or sorrow?Indistinguishable.

I wanted to have a good drink and leave quietly, but thinking that we would never see each other again, I insisted on sitting until the end of the banquet, and when all the guests were gone, I staggered across the empty wine table and walked out the door go.

Unexpectedly, he bumped into Jingshu.

The cold wind is bleak, and the coolness soaks the body.

Jing Shu was dressed in a thin red dress, as if she didn't know what the word "cold" was, she stood upright in front of the door for an unknown how long.

I asked her, what are you doing here?

After a long silence, she opened her white lips and said expressionlessly that she wanted to come to give a congratulatory gift.

I stabbed her on purpose, so don't show up in front of A Sheng in the future, it's considered the best congratulatory gift.

I thought, according to Jingshu's temperament, she would become angry from embarrassment, sneer and retort, and exchange a few words with me back and forth, so as to vent my unspeakable depression.

Unexpectedly, Jing Shu only remained silent for a while, nodded slightly, and said, "That's true.

Before she could see the so-called congratulatory gift clearly, Jing Shu shook it into flying ash, gradually loosened her five fingers, and let the broken pieces sprinkle one after another, like the first snow in early winter.

"Young She, I finally understand that when he looked at you at that time, it should be how I feel now."

The bright moon is like a hook, and the clear light is like a waterfall.

Jing Shu looked up, her eyelashes were still covered with scattered silver flakes, she trembled slightly, and there was nothing left in the end.

Later, there were rumors that Gansang and Linlang Tianque were married, and Diji was crowned empress from then on.Due to her personality, she is uneasy about internal affairs, and often invites spies to monitor these affairs, and assists Cui Weijun.

There are also rumors that when Zhenjun Beizhu abdicated, she would inherit Qiansang as a matter of course, and her methods of acting were extremely thunderous.With Qiansang in her hands, she was much stronger than before.

I don't know how much of the rumor is true and how much of it is false.

All I know is that after that, I never saw her again.

195.

Mrs. Xiang from Fuyu Mountain didn't like me very much, and she sternly ordered me not to go up the mountain to disturb Fuqing's retreat.I had to settle for the next best thing, and built a wooden house at the foot of the mountain, and lived a very leisurely life.

Apart from planting flowers and grass, he wrote letters to Fu Qing.

Naturally, the letter could not be delivered to him, but he would see it one day.When Fu Qing sees that I care about him so much, he must be very happy.

What should I write today?I bit my pen and thought for a while.

Alright, let's talk about Xi Xin first.

Qingqing, after you left, Yu Xin asked to take over Dongji.It was difficult at the beginning, but thanks to your carefulness, you left that letter to remind her, and now she is able to take the lead and subdue those subjects who do not obey the discipline of women.

She has longed for you since she was a child, and now she deliberately imitates your style in everything. I really don't know if this is good or bad.

By the way, a few days ago, she brought up lotus flower cakes to find me and asked me about your recent situation.I...I can only tell her to wait, anyway, I have been waiting for so many years.

As for Empress Fu Ling——

I went to check the reincarnation spectrum.She has no destiny to be immortal, and she has been reincarnated many times.That's fine, Linlang Tianque is too high and too far away, it won't be my home, nor hers.Besides, what she didn't have in the past, she has got now, so you and I should be happy for her.

And Zhu Zhao.

Maybe it's because I'm good at cooking recently. It has a bright nose, and when it smells the scent, it has to touch the stove, eat as much as it can, and fall asleep after eating, and doesn't know how to move.I can't listen to scolding, I can't beat it, and I don't know how to deal with it.

So clear, if you don't come back to control it, I'm afraid it will be so fat that it will almost forget how to fly.

I wrote a lot of irrelevant things in a roundabout way, but when it was my turn to talk about my current situation, I couldn't help but pause, no matter how difficult it was to write.

Xi Xin, Fu Ling, Zhu Zhao... They are all doing well, but I am doing badly.

No matter how deliberately concealed, some clues will inevitably be revealed between the lines.

At that time, it will make Fu Qing worry, and I can't bear it.

Simply put away the paper and inkstone, walked into the courtyard, found a rocking wooden chair and sat down.

The Chuisi crabapple planted several years ago has risen from the ground and is gradually growing stronger. The branches spread out a lush tree shade to shelter from the scorching sun.

Hiding in the shadows, thinking about the past, I felt a little sleepy, so I just closed my eyes and fell asleep.

In the dream, there is a forest of scorching tangerine flowers, blown by the wind like a rain of snow-like flowers.

I divided the flowers and brushed the willows, and walked forward aimlessly, the more I walked, the more familiar this scene became.When I saw the white figure at the end of the Tanghua forest, I finally realized that this was the inexplicable dream I had the night before I left for the Qiansang tribe.

But there are some differences.

This person's face and posture are no longer shrouded in clouds and mist, and there is no longer an insurmountable invisible barrier between me and him.

I stopped in front of him, eyes wide