In this life, Jiang Ling was a young master from a wealthy family, who had no worries about food and clothing since he was a child, until the wedding night.
On this day, he was very drunk. Before the wedding, he took off the groom's red robe, ran out like crazy, said he was going to find someone, and never returned.
He didn't know who he was looking for, and he didn't know her name or appearance. He only had one obsession in his heart, that is, he must find her, no matter where in the world he is.
He asked around, but did not get any results because he did not know his name or appearance.
He spent ten years searching all over the country. During this period, he was friends with high-ranking officials and also with beggars, walking through thick and thin.
Once, he accidentally fell off a cliff, but escaped death because he grabbed a willow tree.
He searched for ten years, was helpless, and wandered on the edge of life and death many times.
He gave up his wealth, his new wife, and his grand ambitions to find someone who might not even exist in the world.
He was really tired, and there was a look of vicissitudes of life on his determined face.
However, this obsession is driving him to continue.
He left this cliff and embarked on a new journey.
But three days later, he came back again and stood quietly on the edge of the cliff for a whole day.
Finally, he built a house on the edge of the cliff and lived there. He dug out the willow tree that saved his life from the edge of the cliff and replanted it in front of his home.
Yes, he settled here.
Maybe it's because I'm tired, maybe because I'm desperate, or maybe I just want to live a good life. I've been here for several years.
What he does most on weekdays is to sit quietly under the willow tree and drink the turbid wine he brewed.
"Old Jiang, you are already a grown man. Why don't you marry a wife? Otherwise there will be no one to take care of you when you die. Are you going to live your whole life with a willow tree?"
The speaker was a woodcutter named Lao Mo, who would pass by here every time he went up the mountain to cut firewood.
"You don't have anyone to die with. You're a bachelor, and I'll spend the rest of my life with Willow. What's wrong?"
When he looked at the willow tree, there was a soft color in his eyes.
Living a life with a willow tree is not a joke. Time flies and sixty years have passed.
He was already gray-haired and dying.
For these sixty years, it was still this willow tree that accompanied him.
However, as he got older, the willow tree remained evergreen all year round.
"Old Jiang, why aren't you dead yet?"
A stooped old man walked by carrying firewood.
"Old Mo, don't you think your life is too long? You are an old man in his nineties, and you are still going up the mountain to chop firewood?"
"I don't think I have a long life. If you want to die, then die quickly. Seeing you dying makes me feel unlucky!"
Jiang Ling smiled when he saw Lao Mo leaving.
"This time... I'm afraid I'm really going to die."
He turned to look at the willow tree and sighed: "It's been more than sixty years, and I thought you would transform into a refined form. But as a mortal, my life span is too short. I'm afraid I won't be able to see that time."
To this day, he still couldn't believe that the person he was looking for would be a willow tree.
But besides this willow tree, who else did he find?
Jiang Ling leaned against the willow tree, and scenes that had only appeared in his dreams appeared in his cloudy eyes.
In the dream, he became a wandering knight, a prodigal son, a boatman, a thief...
Now, he couldn't tell who he was, but the last picture that appeared was of a heroic young man with a bright smile on his face.
"So handsome...it must be me."
His eyes gradually lost all color, and at this moment, he died.
In this life, I live for a willow tree, search for ten years, wait for sixty years, and experience the vicissitudes of life...
…
Jiang Ling suddenly woke up as a drop of moisture hit his face.
As soon as he opened his eyes, he found that the surroundings were completely white, but he was leaning on the body of a stunning girl.
"The willow tree I raised finally transformed?"
"Brother Jiang Ling... thank you... Sixty years later, I only thought of you the moment you died, woo woo~"
"That means that the test of nine lives and nine lives has passed? Then you should be happy. There is no point in crying. Be good."
The two hugged each other quietly, as if everything had stopped.
Suddenly, Jiang Ling said: "That one next to you, how long are you going to peek at me?"
"Oh, you discovered it!"
An eccentric girl jumped out with her hands behind her back.
"who is she?"
Shi Wuyou didn't know the other person, but he felt that this girl was somewhat familiar.
"An old acquaintance of ours."
Jiang Ling looked at the quirky girl and smiled: "Should I call you Pang Yong, Nightingale, or Lao Mo?"
During the nine reincarnations, although the surrounding environment is constantly changing, there is still an unchanging presence, and that familiar feeling is unmistakable.
It may be a man, it may be a woman, there may be an intersection, or there may not be an intersection.
There is always someone observing or participating in their actions throughout their lives.
The girl smiled and said: "It's all, I didn't expect you to notice me, my highness."
"Tell me quickly, who are you and why are you in the Mirror of Reincarnation?" Jiang Ling curled his lips and asked.
"My name is Qingyu. A long time ago, I went into the Mirror of Reincarnation to play alone, but got lost. This time I came out with the help of your ninth reincarnation." The girl said with a smile.
"Playing in the Mirror of Reincarnation alone?"
Jiang Ling's face was twitching violently. He was probably not a fool. How could a person pass the test?
"Qingyu..."
Shi Wuyou suddenly exclaimed: "Are you the Qingyu ancestor of our Qingxia Temple who has been missing for three thousand years?!"
"Hehe, I didn't expect that there would be good children who recognize me now." The girl admitted gracefully.
"What? An ancestor who has been missing for three thousand years!"
Jiang Ling's eyes widened immediately. If this girl was the ancestor of Qingxia Temple three thousand years ago, how many years would she have lived?
She can’t be a thousand-year-old witch!
She is still pretending to be an innocent girl who doesn’t understand the world...
The corners of Jiang Ling's eyes were twitching. As expected, in the world of immortality, the most confusing thing is appearance.
"You really surprise me. I don't know how many men and women have entered here to take the test in the past three thousand years, but you are the only one who has completed this test, which represents the most countless nine lives."
"Especially the ninth life. In the eighth life, you interfered with the rules of the Mirror of Reincarnation, which made it more difficult in the ninth life. I didn't expect that you... succeeded again."
Ancestor Qingyu sighed.
Jiang Ling and Shi Wuyou looked at each other and smiled. After nine lives, they had understood the tests of these nine lives.
Before it is tested, it is only a one-life relationship. No matter how deep it is, it cannot withstand the test of nine lives.
The secret lies in the test. Every time they pass the test, the relationship between the two will become deeper, and Jiang Ling's obsession will become stronger.
As life after life passed, Jiang Ling's obsession had grown beyond the rules of the Samsara Mirror, so no matter what Shi Wuyou became, no matter whether he could see her or not, he could still find her.
"It's time to go out. I'm really tired of staying here."
The ancestor of Qingyu waved his hand, and the three of them appeared outside the Samsara Mirror.
As soon as they came out, Shi Bingyue and all the elders bowed down.
Jiang Ling scratched his head and smiled: "I haven't seen you for a while, and you all have become so polite..."