A small earthquake of magnitude 1 occurred in Yilin's pupils.
When he let go of his transparent perception to explore the island, he didn't notice it.
A ruined building, he subconsciously ignored it.
The ten suspended islands that used to be there have long since collapsed, and the landscape has changed drastically. What he never expected was that the small house he built with his own hands, bit by bit, every flower and every grass, would survive nearly eight hundred years of exposure to the sun and rain.
Even after being weathered by wind and rain, it is still so well preserved.
Yes, perfect.
For a mere wooden house to stand for eight hundred years without falling down, even if there are only four bare pillars left, it can be called a "miracle".
What's more, the outline of the house is still there.
"Junior sister, you..."
Xia Ruxue smiled: "Let's go in and have a look, senior brother."
Yi Lin took a deep breath...
As he opened and closed his eyes, he already knew what else was inside the barbed wire fence besides the old house.
A few minutes later.
When Yi Lin walked on the moss-covered bluestone path and came to a grave, there was no wave in front of her eyes.
He was on the road, mentally prepared.
There are no weeds in front of the grave.
Very clean.
There is even a faint smell of sandalwood surrounding it.
It can be seen that for more than 700 years, people have been taking care of this place regularly.
Yi Lin's eyes quickly scanned the inscriptions one after another.
"The Tomb of Father Lin".
"The Tomb of Mother Lin".
"Lin Yi's Tomb".
"The tomb of Xiaoqing, the crane used exclusively by Lin Yi".
"The tomb of Supreme Murong Shuangxue, the last head of Tianjian Sect."
"The Tomb of Bi Tiexin, the Seventeenth Elder of the Discipline Mountain of Tianjian Sect".
"The Tomb of Mu Lingkong, the Twelfth Generation of the Tianjian Sect's Spiritual Beast Mountain Elder".
"The Tomb of Guixianqiu, the fifteenth generation Taiyishan Elder of Tianjian Sect".
"Gongyang Hei, Gongyang Bai, the ninth generation elder of Tianjian Sect, has a grave."
"The tomb of Hua Wuyu, the 18th generation elder of Zhujian Mountain of Tianjian Sect".
"The tomb of Ye Liangchen, the 14th generation Baicao Mountain elder of Tianjian Sect".
…
Murong Shuangxue.
It turns out her name is Murong Shuangxue.
Yi Lin recalled the story told by her junior sister.
She said that before Murong Shuangxue was alive, someone once gave her instructions, saying that she was destined to have two disciples in her life.
One is "Frost" and the other is "Snow".
"Is there a destiny somewhere?"
Yi Lin walked past the tombs one after another.
I clasped my hands and observed a moment of silence, with complex emotions welling up in my heart.
This emotion is very complicated.
It cannot be simply described as "sad", "sentimental" or "remembering".
After three lives, Yi Lin has come to realize that reincarnation is a very fucked up thing.
Time flies, everyone I knew in the past died one by one, but he is still alive.
Looking at their graves, Yi Lin had the illusion of reading a history book.
This period of history is called "Tianjianmen".
"How did they die?"
Yi Lin asked.
Anyway, they came, Xia Ruxue mourned in front of each grave, she said softly:
"The spiritual energy is exhausted. Most of the elders have reached their end. They are unable to save themselves and their lifespan is exhausted."
"As for Elder Bi, he has been depressed since Senior Sister Chao betrayed our sect. From a certain day, he fell seriously ill and passed on the position of elder to Senior Brother Jian."
"Master Murong Shuangxue, in order to deal with those palms on the day you mended the sky, the human sword merged into one, and turned into flying snow for a hundred thousand miles, freezing all the 'palms'. If Master had not taken action, maybe in the ninth heaven that day
None of us can survive.”
Xia Ruxue whispered their stories to each tombstone, and Yi Lin was also listening quietly.
The wind is moving all around and the leaves are falling.
Apart from the leaves falling in the wind, the only thing left in front of the many tombs was Xia Ruxue's ethereal voice.
"Xiao Qing, that crane, gained a lot of weight before he died, as if he was still thinking about senior brother's Baihua dumplings. After you left, Xiao Qing refused to let anyone else ride it. After his junior sister became the leader,
, it became the guardian of my junior sister. By the way, elder Spirit Beast Shanmu later cursed you, senior brother, saying that it was lucky that you died early, otherwise all the cranes he had managed to tame would have been kidnapped."
Xia Ruxue pursed her lips and smiled, as if she had remembered something fun. After a pause, she said, "Later, when Chen Bei heard about this, the senior became furious and went to Spirit Beast Mountain to beat Elder Mu."
"Elder Ye, before he died, he seemed confused and muttered, 'We must not let that guy Lin Yi go up the mountain.'"
"Elder Hua, the day before he died, he deliberately blew up every furnace in Zhujian Mountain without knowing what kind of wind he had, leaving no trace behind. After doing this crazy thing, Elder Hua Wuyu looked up to the sky and smiled, and
I shouted loudly, 'I finally understand why Lin Yi was so happy when he exploded, and I have no regrets in this life.' I ended up smiling the next day."
"Two elders, Mr. Gongyang...after senior brother left, every sixty years, they would save a bottle of high-quality Zizhu Brewing. Unfortunately, after the spiritual energy dried up, the quality of Zizhu Brewing was not as good as before. In the end, the two elders only kept
After getting four bottles, we drove Hexi together. The two elders enjoyed each other's life and died in the same grave. They lived a happy life without any regrets. "
Xia Ruxue shook her head: "If I insist on saying that I have regrets, it would be that I can't see you again."
"By the way, senior brother, do you know that Mr. Gongyang has two of his most proud disciples in this life."
Yi Lin was very confident: "Who else is there besides me?"
Xia Ruxue: "It's the sick man who was one of the four guardians of the Maruo Temple that you met on Yanfu Island more than 700 years ago."
Yi Lin understood and sighed secretly.
It turns out that back then, both sects were playing Infernal Affairs.
"Also, senior brother, your parents, after you passed away in Qingdu, Senior Chen would cast a spell every time on the anniversary of your death to let the two elders see the illusion of you 'going home to visit relatives'. The two elders were in good health, lived to be a hundred years old, and died without any illness.
Before they left, Senior Chen made a mischief and deliberately let the two elders see me returning hand in hand with my senior brother... They were very happy."
Yi Lin felt complicated in her heart.
"Senior brother, do you know?"
Xia Ruxue continued:
"I have been holding back these words for seven hundred years and hiding them for seven hundred years."
"I found the 'Sky-Mending Stone' dropped by my senior brother after he patched the sky on the sea. I thought at that time, senior brother, would you one day be able to pop out of this stone?"
"I'm always guessing which family my senior brother will be reincarnated into if he doesn't jump out of the stone in this life."
"I know that senior brother likes to use the name '一', so every year I ask my subordinates to search all over the world to see who was born with the name '一'."
"Once I find out, I will fly thousands of miles away."
"Every time junior sister looks forward to it, she is only disappointed."
"Many times, junior sister seems to have 'another junior sister' in her heart, saying: Don't wait foolishly. It is a great blessing for your senior brother to be reincarnated. If the spiritual energy is exhausted and the Xuanmen disappears, how can senior brother survive?
"
"But Junior Sister still remembers that you said that reincarnation has been cut off in this world...except for you. So, Junior Sister, I keep looking, and keep looking."
"Finally, senior brother, you are alive."
"Actually, junior sister, I'm really scared, so scared, so scared."
"The master is dead, the elders are dead, and everyone is dead. Seeing the people around her age and die one by one, the junior sister is afraid that one day her life span will be exhausted and she will not be able to wait for the reincarnation of her senior brother."
"Junior sister is even thinking about whether I can be reincarnated like my senior brother, even if I lose all my past memories."
"Even if junior sister can't remember senior brother, with senior brother's ability, he will definitely be able to find junior sister."
"Later, Junior Sister made up her mind. Even if Junior Sister gets old, dies, and forgets Senior Brother, if there is reincarnation, Senior Brother will find me one day."
"Whether it's reincarnation a hundred times, a thousand times, or ten thousand times."
Xia Ruxue's words have been hidden for more than seven hundred years.
When she finished speaking, she breathed a long sigh of relief, and her beautiful face glowed with new brilliance.
At this moment, she seemed to have been relieved of some kind of burden.
Yi Lin stared blankly at her junior sister who had been away for more than seven hundred years.
He suddenly felt something salty and wet at the corner of his mouth.
I cried?
Bad.
This feeling.
While Yi Lin felt strange, she couldn't help but feel panic.
Like a spell, a vague shadow flashed through her mind.
That shadow lingered in his memory like a nightmare, making Yi Lin feel a sting between his eyebrows.
it hurts.
Xia Ruxue stood up, and walked step by step to the overwhelmed Yi Lin, with her hands behind her back, and her red and swollen eyes flashed with a playful touch.
At this moment, she seemed to have transformed back into the Xia Xiaoman she was eight hundred years ago.
…
"Senior brother, who is the Xia Ruxue you are talking about?"
"What about in the family tree? The ones on your family's tombstones are included, are they present or not?"
"No! If I say no, I mean no! Who is she?"
"A magic stick once told me that I was destined to have a vigorous marriage with a woman named 'Xia Ruxue' and give birth to a daughter. Although, I don't know about this daughter either.
Where did it come from?"
…
No, if given a choice, she would rather be Xia Ruxue.
If senior brother can't find his Xia Ruxue, then let her become that Xia Ruxue.
She intertwined her hands and fingers behind her back, walked up to Yi Lin with her chest raised, and smiled through her tears: