Chapter 239 Yan Qingqing's past and present life, that sheep!
"Is this the River of Reincarnation that the Imperial Master mentioned?"
Yan Qingqing stood on the decaying single-plank bridge, lifted her blue skirt, squatted slowly on the bridge, and stared at the river below.
At this time, he looked no different from a woman, with black hair like a waterfall, icy muscles and jade bones. From a distance, he looked like a quiet girl, gentle and graceful.
In fact, when you are good-looking enough, you can be a boy or a girl.
At this time, he stared nervously at the clear river surface.
It is said that a destined person can see his past and present lives by standing on this single-plank bridge... Although she doesn't know what it means to be a destined person, she is willing to give it a try.
However, after he looked at it for a long time, there was nothing in the river except the shimmering waves and the pebbles reflecting the sunlight.
"Young man, what are you looking at?"
At this time, a bamboo raft floated over, and on it stood a dark and thin old man, wearing a bamboo hat, like a fisherman.
However, Yan Qingqing did not dare to really regard this person as a fisherman. After all, there could not be any mortals in the imperial land here!
Therefore, the seemingly ordinary old man in front of him is definitely a senior expert.
"Junior Yan Qingqing, pay homage to senior."
Yan Qingqing stood up and bowed to the old man.
"Hahaha, there's no difference between seniors and seniors. I'm just an old fishing man who hasn't been able to catch fish for countless years." The old man took off his bamboo hat, revealing a face full of vicissitudes of life, shaking his head and smiling at himself.
"Senior, can I really see past lives through this river?" Yan Qingqing asked seriously.
"able."
The old man nodded firmly, but then smiled and waved his hand: "But that was a long time ago. Now the divinity of this river has long been lost, and it no longer has the magical power it once had."
"How could..." Yan Qingqing's face turned slightly pale and she staggered? She almost fell off the single-plank bridge.
"Hey? Young man, this life is right in front of you? Why bother looking for the past life? Often you are just looking for trouble." The old man sighed and shook his head. Those eyes seemed to be used to seeing joys and sorrows.
"I'm not curious about my past life? It's just... someone was waiting for me in my past life. I want to see? Who is he?"
Yan Qingqing's voice was a little deep? I don't know why, but there was an indescribable sadness in my heart, as if it had traveled through eternity.
"Tick tock!"
A drop of crystal teardrop fell, and the calm water surface rippled? Then... blurred images unexpectedly emerged.
That's the story of a boy and a girl.
The boy was born into a family of sharecroppers. Both his parents were poor. He had been herding sheep since he was seven years old. That day, he lost a sheep and was beaten to pieces by the landlord. He was dying, and then he went out on a snowy night in winter.
He is hungry and cold? Faced with despair.
At this time, a door opened on the street covered with heavy snow, and the dim candlelight passed through the door and fell on the snow, falling on the desperate boy...
From then on? The young lady of this family, the little girl who was about the same age as the boy, had a little follower.
They played and had fun together. This lively, cute and kind little girl made the little boy's desperate life brighter.
Gradually, they began to grow up and have other feelings, but the boy never gave up looking for the lost sheep...
Later, the boy became stronger.
The green bamboos he planted turned into gods, the carps he raised turned into golden dragons, and the little girl became an empress galloping through the nine heavens!
They have experienced so much together.
Since childhood, they have cuddled together and become the most beautiful memories of each other's childhood. As they grow up, they support each other to move forward. They have experienced too many hardships together, even separations of life and death...
Although the world is big, they only have each other in their hearts. No matter how far apart or how long the time is, you are here and I am here.
But in the end, tragedy happened.
An unprecedented war, the world collapsed, gods and demons shed blood, countless strong men fell, and he lost her forever...
That day, the setting sun was like blood.
He sat on the mountain of corpses of countless gods and demons, hugging her corpse, crying bitterly, his voice trembling, the immortal king was as humble as mud.
"I will find you...life after life, no matter where you are, no matter what you become, I will find you..."
Finally, he stood up.
He stood on top of the mountain of corpses and sea of blood, pulled out the blood spear inserted beside him, and stabbed it into his body fiercely. The blood stained that period of time red.
"I, the Night King, make a blood oath here to let my true spirit be trapped here forever and never be reincarnated, in exchange for finding her in every life...!!"
That voice was so crazy, hysterical, and even full of endless violence, making people feel terrified.
As Yan Qingqing watched this scene, she could no longer hold back the tears in her eyes. They flowed down and dropped into the water, making the picture clearer.
"Crack!"
At this time, a bamboo pole hit the water hard, causing large splashes, as if it wanted to scatter the pictures in the book.
Yan Qingqing raised her head with tears in her eyes.
I saw the stern expression on the face of the thin, dark old man. He gritted his teeth, his expression changed rapidly, and finally he sighed: "Hey... you got into trouble..."
He felt helpless.
Because only he could see those pictures at first, but by the time everyone could see them, it was too late for him to stop them.
Maybe this is God's will.
"What...what happened?"
Yan Qingqing wiped her tears and stood up holding her skirt awkwardly. For some reason, she also felt uneasy.
"You exposed his true identity."
The dark and thin old man sighed, and his body shape changed rapidly, turning into a middle-aged man with double pupils. This middle-aged man had appeared in the picture just now.
Don't know what his identity is.
"What? Real body?"
Yan Qingqing's body trembled slightly, and the uneasiness in her heart became stronger.
At this time, the ripples on the water surface returned to calm, and the scene appeared again. Although it was fading rapidly, the scene inside could still be seen.
"Jie Jie Jie, Night King, it turns out you are hiding in this space and time. I finally found you..."
"Thanks to the one in your arms!"
"Your taste must be very delicious..."
Several figures shrouded in black mist appeared out of thin air, as if they had traveled across time and space, stretching out their sinister black claws and rushing toward the man.
The picture completely disappeared.
"I...I..."
Yan Qingqing's face was pale and her lips were trembling.
"Hey, that's a curse, and it's also a trump card to save his life. Originally, he could live forever... Now, his foundation has been destroyed, and he can only live his last life."
The middle-aged man with double eyes sighed.
"Fate, fate..."
After saying that, his body began to burn, turning into a bloody spear, and then began to disintegrate, turning into golden light spots that dissipated between the sky and the earth.
Yan Qingqing bit her lip, feeling endless pain and guilt in her heart. She slowly squatted on the bridge and buried her head between her knees, her shoulders trembling.
The water surface under the bridge has ripples of different sizes.
After a long while, a hand rested on his shoulder.
He slowly raised his head and saw a blurry figure. It was a blond boy wearing animal skins, winking and looking at him with a mean smile.
"Master, what do you want to do now?"
He looked at the young man in front of him with complicated eyes, as if he wanted to laugh, but couldn't. He slowly stood up and said firmly: "Become the emperor!"
“Okay!!”
The blond boy chuckled, then turned around and walked ahead, mumbling something.
Chapter completed!