Banished Disciple’s Counterattack Chapter 2151: I know
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In the eleventh year, Ye Chen returned to Zhuxian Town.
The first time, he went to Yang Mansion.
After ten years, Xiao Yanglan still has n’t seen it. The appearance of two or three years old is still so pink, but he can turn old Yang Chou ’s hair white. If he does n’t grow up all his life, he ca n’t stand it. Are you still waiting for your grandson? Isn't it blowing, he and Xia Lan led the child out, don't know, they thought it was his granddaughter? The people in Zhuxian Town were also surprised at first, but after a long time, they got used to it.
"This time, it's not too short for you to go!" In the pavilion, Yang Ge cooked the wine and smiled, "I haven't seen it in ten years, I really miss it."
"You ... are a lot older." Ye Chen smiled, Yang Ge's old gray hair could not be covered, but compared to the same age, old Yang is still good, now Yang Ge Old, old and sparse, this is all attributed to the method of cultivating the mind he taught in his early years.
"The same is true for you." Yang Ge smiled and said this is true. Although Ye Chen is a half-cent, it did not deliberately cover up the old posture, and the temples also have more silver wire. It is these twenty years. Some imprints.
Ye Chen smiled and took a sip of wine, Yu Guang swept at Xia Lan.
When he left ten years ago, the Yin and Yang immortals in Xia Lan's body began to decline gradually. Ten years later, although the Yin and Yang immortals were still in existence, most of them were defeated. He can see that Xia Lan's The body is too weak, and his face is quite pale white, more sick.
Xia Lan chuckled. He had long seen it. He lived for another 20 years. It was the gift of immortality.
Soon, the three of Yang Xuan also came. This time they were sensible. They came with wine. They also had their curly hair white. Even the immortals could hardly resist the years, let alone mortals.
"For another ten years, we really have to wait until we are in the ground to settle down?" Shangguanjiu didn't seem to say, what about the good cultivation of immortals? Year after year, the flowers have been thanked.
"Wait a few years while you are still young." Ye Chen smiled.
For his sentence, Yang Xuan almost lifted the table. Your sister, am I kidding you?
At night, Ye Chen walked out of Yang Mansion and walked slowly on the street. After this walk, he returned a lot, and there were many familiar faces on the street. The old man who was late, had already settled in the earth. It ’s a pity that I did n’t hold on to that time.
Ye Chen said nothing, wore a cloak, and walked quietly, like a passerby.
When he arrives at home, he stops at the door of Xiaoyuan opposite.
Through the gap of the garden gate, he could see a young man, holding a baby in his arms, looking up at the stars, and on one side, there was a woman who was sewing clothes, sometimes looking over here, revealing a gentle laugh.
The children of that year also grew up and became a family.
So far, Ye Chen doesn't know what his name is, and unconsciously, he wants to call him Qi reincarnation, meaning Qi Wang's reincarnation.
Who would have thought that Qi Wangshizi, who led a soldier to surround Zhuxian Town, lived in Zhuxian Town in another identity. Most of these things will not be believed.
Across the wall, he only saw a family of three, but he did not see Qi ’s reincarnated grandfather. When he left ten years ago, the old man was still there. When he returned again ten years later, he had already resigned.
Ye Chen did not disturb and returned to his small garden.
Without returning for ten years, a lot of weeds have grown in the garden. The cobwebs in the house have formed layers after layers. The dust on the tables and chairs is also clearly visible, and it is desolate.
In the early morning, Ye Chen set the line early.
After hearing the myth of martial arts coming home, the people in Zhuxian Town gathered in large groups and formed a long line, which was a few miles away.
For three full days, this is true.
In the blink of an eye, it was another ten years of spring and autumn. The old man was old, and the one who fell should also fall. For example, Xia Lan, he could not get out of bed anymore, like a sick person, he had no strength to get up. By the way, that Yin and Yang immortal pattern has been defeated by 90%.
Yang Ge is still letting him come every day, saying that he is here for fortune telling. In fact, he wants to invite Ye Chen to see the doctor for Xia Lan. Their family, perhaps, is his most normal. A daughter, how long he grows Not too big, a wife, often unable to afford sickness, is even weaker.
Ye Chen went to see it a few times, but he said nothing. He did n’t say that he was a half-cent. Even if he was not sealed, he could n’t save Xia Lan, just like him, when the time was up, God could n’t keep it.
Xia Lan is still very tenacious, lying on the hospital bed, and stayed there for another three or five years.
This night, Ye Chen was carving wood carvings under the old tree. Yang Ge was on a cane and hurriedly came. expression panicked and dragged Ye Chen away.
Ye Chen did not resist, as if to know where Yang Ge Lao was going to take him.
The time limit, Xia Lan ’s limit, is due.
The fact is exactly the same. The Xia Lan in the hospital bed is already shaped like a bone, with white hair and blue eyes. The beautiful eyes of those days are now muddy, and the peerless face of that year is also full. Age spots, even lips, have to be dry, her vitality is dim to the extreme, and the breath sometimes disappears, just like the next moment, she will die.
Seeing that Ye Chen is coming, Xia Lan wants to get up, and finally has a weak heart, only a forced smile.
Ye Chen did n’t say anything, but he could n’t bear it anymore. He witnessed it with his own eyes ... A woman with a tremendous dynamism, in such a tragic year, she will disappear in the night.
"Little friend, save her." Yang Ge stepped forward and knelt down with a bang, his voice choked, his old body trembling, his old face, and even his old tears.
Ye Chen brought up Yang Ge Lao, but he shook his head helplessly, "It is a natural law to live and die, but forgive me for nothing."
At this moment, the old Yang Ge who was still **, the old body relaxed instantly, and seemed to have no spiritual support, even standing still, and felt that the whole world was dark.
Ye Chen sighed and retreated silently, leaving the old time to the old couple.
In the room, there were only three of them left. Xiao Yanglan was asleep in the cradle. She slept peacefully. Sometimes, she still dreamed of her mother.
Yange Lao sat on the head of the bed, carefully lifted Xia Lan, and let him snuggle in his arms.
"Don't be like this, everyone will die." Xia Lan's gentle smile is weak, her eyelids are shaking, and her eyes may be closed at all times. The Yin and Yang fairy lines that support her are slowly dispersing to the last point. Fairy light.
"You still have to come to me." Yang Ge's old voice was hoarse and very vicissitudes.
"Xiang Gong, I'm already dead!" Xia Lan smiled, but his eyes were filled with water mist. He finally concealed this ... the secret that had been hidden for more than thirty years and said it.
"I know, I knew it thirty-three years ago." Old Yang Ge smiled warmly and surprisingly calm, "You are my wife, sleeping in the same bed, how can I not know."
Xia Lan laughed and cried, only to realize that this thirty-three years was a scene. She was hiding him and he was willing to be cheated.
Due to the end of her life, when her life and death are lingering, she raises her eyes hard, looks at the cradle, looks at her sleeping child, and wants to hug her again. As a mother, she did not wait until her daughter married People can't even see how she grew up, she should be a little beauty, she should look like her, there should be many people to raise relatives ...
"Xiang Gong, will you wait for me in the afterlife?"
"Yes."
"Then afterlife, then be a husband and wife." Xia Lan smiled tenderly, but her soft words gradually weakened, until the last glance in her eyes, after 33 years, she ended He closed his eyes, made the promise of the afterlife, only two lines of tears, melted the love of this world, and crossed the old and sad cheeks.
Old Yang Ge held tightly, still talking slowly, carrying the warmth of the twilight, talking about the vicissitudes of love, seeming to be talking to himself, but also to Xia Lan , Remembering their years, telling of their vigorous love, bit by bit, accompanied by the years of rambling, intertwined into a beautiful marriage.
Outside the room, Ye Chen sighed at the murmur.
Yang Xuan, Shangguan Jiu and Ling Feng are also present, and they have turned their backs on their bodies and can't bear to listen anymore.
For a long time, I have n’t seen Yang Ge coming out old, and the four have n’t bothered him, so I have to give him time to say goodbye to his wife.
"Father, wake up and play with me."
I do n’t know when I heard the childish voice. It was Xiao Yang Lan, who woke up from a deep sleep and was lying on the head of the bed at the moment, shaking Xia Lan with her small hands. Unfortunately, her gentle mother could no longer Open your eyes and take a look at her.
Ye Chen turned around and left silently.
For the next three days, he did n’t set up a fortune-teller, and had never been to Yang Mansion. I only heard that old Yang ’s head was crying, and he collapsed several times until he closed the coffin. Still lying in front of Xia Lanling, weeping and weeping.
Along with the suona, the white paper flowers filled the streets.
On the day of Xia Lan ’s funeral, the two sides stood full of people and hid her tears. Xia Lan ’s kindness before her death was like a female bodhisattva.
Ye Chen is not out of the house, only his wood carvings are carved quietly.
On the fifth day, I heard someone knock on the door.
The comer is Yang Fan, the son of Yangge who was taken back in the past. Now he is also old to middle-aged. He has already established a family and inherited his old mantle.
"Senior, please persuade your father! He has been kneeling in front of his mother's grave for three days and three nights." Yang Fan hoped.
Ye Chen did not speak, sighed, put down the knife, and got out of the small garden.
A mountain forest outside Zhuxian Town, he appeared again.
Xia Lan ’s tomb is inside. It is the cemetery she chose.
Before entering, Ye Chen heard the sound of erhu, and the string puller, who was Yangge old, mourned, sounded in the mountains, and even the birds listened, and they all fell on the branches, and they never flew away for a long time.
Ye Chen walked in slowly, seeing the old Yangge from afar, with white hair messy, sitting in front of Xia Lan's grave, with his back looking rickety, pulling the erhu tremblingly.
Everyone in the world speaks two years a year, two years of flute, three years of pipa and five years of zither, and a life of erhu. This is true of Yang Ge, who is now. The erhu is pulled, but his vicissitudes are carried.
Ye Chen stepped forward and clicked on Yangge's old acupoint to make him fall asleep and left the forest behind his back.
After he left, there was a beautiful shadow, which turned into a demon in front of the grave.
There is a woman on the side of the demon. Looking at it carefully, it is Donghuang Taixin.
"Can you be resurrected." The demon said lightly.
"No." The tone of Donghuang Taixin's reply was quite certain.
"You should know the secret of this ancient star," the demon said, and he also flicked three musks in his hands and inserted them in front of Xia Lan's grave.
Unfortunately, Musk cannot be ignited, or, Xia Lan can't stand it.
"The reincarnation here seems to be non-existent and hard to break." Tai Huang Taixin shook his head gently.
The demon also shook his head and smiled, "The game of the king of man, the result is amazing."