"Yes, she said it was a pity that she couldn't stay for a while longer. Otherwise, if you were reincarnated and practiced cultivation again, you would be a more powerful monk than her."
Ye Qingqiu had a close relationship with Ling Yunbi, so naturally no one would doubt what he said.
"Don't she think I'm a waste who can't even cultivate or become an immortal?" Feng Xu lowered her head, her eyes dark.
"She never thought about it. She even told us kids that if you meet your reincarnated person in the future, you must help her. She is waiting for you in the upper world."
Ye Qingqiu looked at Feng Xu, as if he was remembering that time again, his face was a little soft, and there was a bit of sigh.
"She..." Feng Xu wanted to say something, but it turned into a sigh, "I know."
He returned to Shi Yingxue's body without saying a word. At this moment, Fang Langzhi, who had been sent out to buy candied haws, came back.
"I don't understand you. Is it you or your little disciple who wants to eat candied haws? How old are you?"
Fang Lanzhi was still making noises, but Ye Qingqiu indulged his words, and after a while he said rather absent-mindedly: "My disciple doesn't like sweets, and neither do I. You can eat it by yourself."
Fang Langzhi could only look at the candied haws in her hand with questions.
The round hawthorns are covered with a layer of transparent golden sugar coating and sprinkled with sesame seeds. They look fragrant and sweet.
It's not impossible. Fang Lanzhi remembered that when he was very young, his master liked to use candied haws to coax him into learning how to make swords. He didn't want time to pass by so quickly.
Fang Lanzhi never had a bad temper in front of Ye Qingqiu, so she simply sat down and started eating the candied haws. Her eyes fell on Shi Yingxue who had passed out: "Hey, little apprentice is sleepy?"
Ye Qingqiu did not answer.
What he doesn't want to talk about, I can't even ask about it even if I come here.
Fang Langzhi could only eat the candied haws in silence, the melted sugar coating covering his face.
"Hey, Old Ye Zi, I just went out and heard someone say that old man Wuji is dead."
Probably wanting to break the eerie silence, Fang Lanzhi wanted to find something to say to Ye Qingqiu.
"..."
Ye Qingqiu still didn't speak.
Fang Langzhi suddenly remembered what his friend had been doing some time ago, so he couldn't eat the candied haws.
Fang Lanzhi suddenly jumped to Ye Qingqiu's side and said with a strange expression: "Did you do it?"
Ye Qingqiu's pupils shrank dangerously, and returned to normal after a moment.
He was strangely reticent. He glanced at Shi Yingxue lying on the bed, nodded first, and then shook his head.
"You kill someone? Old Ye Zi, you haven't killed anyone in years!" Fang Lanzhi was afraid of waking up Shi Yingxue, so she had to lower her voice and asked in shock.
"not me."
Ye Qingqiu sneered. He looked at his hands, which were pure and white, with no trace of blood at all.
He glanced at Fang Langzhi, who was full of surprise, and looked up at the ceiling silently.
Fang Langzhi followed his gaze and saw nothing but a ceiling carved with patterns and gold.
"What riddles are you playing with me?"
Fang Lanzhi was completely confused. He really couldn't understand Ye Qingqiu more and more.
But Ye Qingqiu stood up: "I'm going to pick up Ah Qian. Ah Xue will be left in your care. You must guide her to recast Yi Rushuang. If Wu Feng is damaged in your hands, I'll see how you go to see her in the future.
Your master."
The death of old man Wuji was not caused by him, but it had something to do with him.
It was absolutely impossible for him not to feel guilty, but the old man already knew the purpose of his visit when he came. At that time, he was still fishing at the beach. The old man suddenly appeared behind him and asked him something. Now he also
There is no question to figure out.
"Do you think it is a happy thing to have endless life and know the origin, present and future of all life in this world?"
Ye Qingqiu didn't know, so he had to say: "I don't know either, but I know that the wind dace is the most delicious thing in the world."
The old man couldn't help laughing, his eyes were confused, but he added: "I think we should add sea coconut."
The old man sat next to him, waiting for him to catch a fish.
"Your hook is straight, how can you catch fish? I see that you have been fishing here for fifty years, and it seems that you have not caught any fish."
The old man was smiling, and Ye Qingqiu turned his head to look at him, feeling that he was no different from the ordinary old people he had seen.
"The one who wishes will take the bait." Ye Qingqiu smiled slightly and watched as a fish ate the bait stuck to his straight hook and swam away, then put away the fishing rod and fishing line, "Isn't it just fishing today?
Are you on it?"
"As expected of the Fox Emperor."
What happened next, and the subsequent conversation about Shi Yingxue, Ye Qingqiu decided not to tell anyone, and it was best to let them all rot in his heart.
This result may not be the best, and some people involved may not have the outcome they want, but Ye Qingqiu feels that if it can be like this, it is already the best.
He felt a little regretful, but the old man felt that he had said everything he wanted to say.
He invited Ye Qingqiu to stay and have a feast of wind dace and sea coconut with him, and Ye Qingqiu did not refuse.
Ye Qingqiu had never eaten wind dace fish before, and he almost vomited it out when he first took it into his mouth.
Out of good upbringing, Ye Qingqiu calmly swallowed the mouthful of dace meat. The sour and bitter taste made Ye Qingqiu frown, but he still said nothing.
"Little fox, you are quite interesting. If you had known me earlier, my life might not be so boring."
The old man put large chunks of the extremely bitter fish meat into his mouth and chewed it so hard that his face turned red.
The faint sweetness of the sea coconut intertwined with the bitter taste of the tuna, which made the meat bitter and astringent, making it difficult to swallow. When you swallow it, you want to spit out all the stomach acid. It is simply a kind of torture.
Ye Qingqiu did not ask why the old man liked such a smell. Perhaps it was only such a pungent smell that could make him feel that he was still alive.
Ye Qingqiu asked the old man: "Am I still as perfect in her heart as before?"
The old man smiled: "No, she has forgotten you."
This was the answer Ye Qingqiu expected, and he had already known it.
So he smiled and said goodbye to the old man. The old man stood behind him and watched him go away, and suddenly shouted: "Thank you for coming, I have expected today."
The moment Ye Qingqiu turned around, he suddenly understood what the old man meant.
He felt a little guilty and couldn't help but tremble in his heart, but the old man smiled slightly: "It was you who brought me relief. It once gave me strength, but made me fall into pain that was difficult to get rid of. Today, it took me to death. I
Already very satisfied.”
Ye Qingqiu is not a young monk who knows nothing. He has lived for tens of thousands of years and already knows what the old man means.
For him, being able to get rid of this infinite pain should be considered a happy thing.
The way of heaven......
It is unattainable, cold and ruthless, giving you unparalleled power, but at the same time it brings you unbearable sorrow and pain.
Both sides of the scale were once filled with weights that made it difficult for him to choose. No matter which side he chose, it would bring him the sorrow of life and death.