Nine hundred and twentieth chapters when the wind and moon rises again
The peach blossoms bloom leisurely, and the drizzle falls on the world.
This is a painting of mountains and rivers.
In this painting, there are two figures standing, embracing each other, looking at the scenery of mountains and rivers.
Just put down one word in this painting.
This is a forgotten word.
Forgetting words means forgetting each other. Back then, when Chu Cheng saw this painting, and when he saw the forgotten words again, he knew the last wish left by the most important woman in his heart before she died.
Her last wish was to make Chu Cheng forget her and let him tear this painting into pieces with his own hands.
Did you just forget it?
He could not forget it. Even if the heaven and earth were in chaos and the world collapsed, he would never forget it until he breathed his last breath.
In his life, he was in love with the end of the world. He Chu Cheng, looking at the thousands of beauties, many of them admired him, but they could not catch his eye.
It's not because those beauties aren't superior enough, it's because his heart is only big enough for one person.
Love is like a gossamer, and people are like flying catkins. As time goes by, it becomes like appearance, mostly the vicissitudes of life. The only thing that remains unchanged is his mind.
Now, all Chu Cheng can guarantee is that his heart has not changed.
"Your facial features were beautiful, but my obsession turned me into a devil. I still remember that day...you completed me with your painting, and my body and soul returned."
There is a cool breeze in winter and rain in summer. The drizzle between the mountain clouds becomes more continuous, almost splashing out of the painting. The two white clothes are also more misty in the rain curtain.
Chu Cheng stood up from sitting cross-legged and walked step by step among the red fire in the sky.
The first step is to get to know each other, the second step is to know each other, the third step is to cherish each other, the fourth step is to fall in love, and the fifth step is to stay together.
It's just that Chu Cheng has not taken this sixth step for a long time.
This sixth step is separation.
As the fifth step stopped, the night sky and starlight in all directions rotated faster. The bright moon also spread its brilliance.
In the covered passage, on the other side of the world, the tide in the lake rose sharply, and not a single drop of water fell from the sky.
The endless drizzle curtain hangs in the sky, and the direction of gathering is behind Chu Cheng.
The scenery in the painting also moved faster. But the painting was not moving.
What is running is Chu Cheng's beating heart, and the scenes of the past in his memory.
That was, that night.
The moon is high in the sky, the orchards are swaying, and the sound of bells forms a musical sound. There are whispers and low voices, and it is a wordless knowing of one's heart.
This is a thousand thoughts.
It's a long night, and the mountains are filled with the fragrance of flowers. There's laughter.
"At the beginning, people in the world regarded you and me as a couple of gods and immortals, a beautiful story. Now, it is no different. Although you are not here, you are always there in my dreams."
I once made a promise to wait for ten thousand years, to travel together in this world, and to guard our time together. But in the end, the snow will end, and we will not be together forever.
See the person you miss in your heart.
When the warm wind blows and the sky comes to an end, no matter what the gentleman wants, we will stay together for ten thousand years.
This painting was painted by Yin Lin. It was to retain Chu Cheng and carry him with him for a lifetime. All the beautiful scenery in this painting was painted by her. It would be too lonely to be alone.
Nowadays, Chu Cheng is not like this.
Years pass by without wavering, and a lifetime of autumn comes with a snap of the fingers. In this life, the figure in the dream is no longer there after all.
The spring breeze is full of tenderness, but no matter what, the wings are incomparable, the sound of the plain strings is broken, the fragrance of the white silk ribbons is reduced, and there are no gods to envy the mandarin ducks.
Chu Cheng raised his hand, and his fingertips touched the void, which was dyed with ink.
The continuous drizzle formed a veil in the painting, but at this glance, I looked through the autumn water and finally saw the woman clearly.
This is the unparalleled elegance that belongs to Chu Cheng alone, and is the only one in the world.
Back then, Yin Lin wanted to keep Chu Cheng in his heart forever and let others die but not leave him, but it all came to nothing at a glance.
One glance becomes empty, and one wakes up to realize that the dream is empty. People have withered, but love remains.
When he was deep in the forest, he saw deer, and the peach blossoms were full of dew. When he was in the green peaks, he saw trees, and the beautiful women were full of smiles.
Chu Cheng finally took the sixth step, but this sixth step was not a separation, but a reunion.
The wind of a hundred thousand miles is here again, but this time, it is not a strong wind, but a light current.
Beside Chu Cheng, light and shadow appeared, gradually forming a figure.
The girl had opened her eyes at this moment. She didn't know that she had entered the mysterious world. She only knew that her strength seemed to be infinite now, and her perception was infinitely sharper than before.
The girl looked to the side and found that the person she had been holding was no longer beside her.
She looked up again, only to find that the surrounding area had been replaced by red fire, and there, there was a lone man in white walking alone.
Beside the white clothes, there is a pink light that rises and turns into flowers in an instant.
Peach blossoms were in full bloom for thousands of miles, and flowers rained down all over the sky. The girl had never seen such a beautiful scene, and she was stunned for a moment.
She wanted to call out the white clothes, but she didn't dare to speak.
When the girl saw those eyes, tears welled up in her eyes, filled with deep infatuation, as if she had fallen into a dream.
For some reason, she couldn't bear to have this dream disturbed.
The girl blinked, and in a daze, she saw a stunning woman also in white appearing next to the man in white in the rain of flowers.
The wind blew by, carrying three thousand blue hairs. It was hard to distinguish between the real thing and the fake one. I no longer knew if it was really a dream.
The tenderness that once held each other's hands is still there, and the mist and rain and flowers have fallen for a lifetime. In this life, they are still together after all.
Although, this is just a conjecture from one person's heart, from his dream.
But in his heart,
This is no longer a dream. It’s really about joining hands with the one you love and walking towards the path step by step.
"Madam, let my husband work with you... to add another touch to the beauty of this mountain and river. What do you think?"
There seemed to be laughter next to my ears, causing Yin Ling to ring softly.
"good."
Is this an auditory hallucination or someone talking to himself?
With one stroke, a hundred thousand miles of wind trembled along with the heaven and earth, the light gathered together, and the wind surged.
In this stroke, things and people have changed in the past, and they will be restored again.
There are countless lines of white clothes emerging in the sky and the earth, and they all fall down in one stroke.
One stroke after another. Ten thousand strokes after another. Thousands of strokes after another.
The flowing water and fallen flowers gather in spring and gather in heaven and earth.
The dim jade curtain suddenly trembled. A bright light came out again, reflecting two figures.
The two figures come from the painting. The jade curtain that reflects the figures also comes from the painting.
This painting is astonishing through the ages!
Almost at the same time, black mist rolled in from the distance, and wild laughter broke out.
"One has just entered the Mysterious Realm, and his realm has not yet been stabilized. The other is just a god, but he has realized the true meaning of the Tao. This Tao has become an illusion and has completely imprinted the meditation of the sea into it."
"This way is terrifying. If you are allowed to grow, you will definitely achieve great power in the future. But you met me and became my wedding dress. The Heaven-Swallowing Demon Technique! It can swallow the world, let alone the two of you."
Between the smiles, the sun shone brightly. In the light, a huge black head came ferociously, with its bloody mouth open, trying to devour Chu Cheng and the girl.
Facing this scene, the girl panicked. Although she took the second step, she didn't know it and didn't know how to resist it.
Chu Cheng held the figure beside him and just raised his hand. The scroll rose into the sky and the sound of clattering came out again.
Just for a moment, the world was in panic. Everything was still.
Heaven and earth are still heaven and earth, but they are not local heaven and earth.
The stars were not this night, and they were not stars last night. This is the world in the painting.
This painting slowly and slowly closes, followed by the dissipation of heaven and earth.
When it is completely closed, the soul of the person who suddenly appeared is gone.
The sound of the wind was still blowing, Chu Cheng stood in the wind, holding this scroll, his eyes flashing in countless waves.
The desperate screams in my ears fell on deaf ears.
In his ears, there was only the sound of silver bells.