Eaglewood Crumbs Chapter 85: New beginning (end)
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The bamboo broom swept across the ground and made shallow marks on the bluestone turn. The falling flowers were soaked in the shower last night, and they were slightly white. Zhi Xi raised his hand, raised his forehead, bent down and picked up the faded petals one by one. She heard someone walking behind her, without raising her head, she whispered: "Emperor Seat."
The pace stopped.
Zhi Xi picked up a petal of Begonia, the petals have faded to light red, but her white fingers showed a bit of beauty: "We have rarely had twins of the same root in our race. Do you know why? Because one of them will surely **** the rain and dew of the other, the only one who snatches most of the rain and dew in the end is the only one who robs people."
She stood up, as if talking to herself: "I thought, some things are destined, I and Yan Dan, you and Yan Dan, there is only one result in the end, but sooner or later. That's it." She twisted the begonia and looked back and smiled: "I don't know if she cares if she has the same look as me, but I never care. Her face is just an illusion in my eyes. It’s a bone."
Tang Zhou coughed: "Your Zen philosophy is very good."
Zhi Xi Yingying turned around and still smiled slightly: "You didn't understand what I meant, I am not talking about Zen. But now she shouldn't care about this kind of thing anymore. Soon, in this world I am the only one who has this look. You told me, Emperor Throne, that there is no emotion in this world that can last. And I have never been attached to this kind of thing. In fact, when you say this, you are I still care about it, right?"
Tang Zhou was taken aback: "You mean...?"
"The hour should be almost the same. In a while, the mountain realm should be restored to its original state. Our clan always has something special. Emperor Zuo, would you like to see Yan Dan for the last time? If you don't meet, you won't be able to see it from now on." Haitang's petals slid off, flying out an arc and returning to the ground.
Tang Zhou Yi brushed his sleeves, turned around and left.
Zhi Xi slowly leaned forward, picking up the fallen flowers one by one, and muttered: "They all say that a leaf will blind their eyes when they are emotionally impaired. It's really stupid. If you believe anything, you will pay the emperor." /
Please believe that if there is only me in this world and no more you, then I...how lonely.
Yan Dan is very entangled. Since reading the book that Zhixi left her, she has understood what kind of stupid thing she has done in the past. She has always heard people say that the heart of Siye Hanhan can heal all kinds of diseases, even Ling Hua Yuanjun, the most skilled doctor in the heavenly court, said so. Later, after checking several classics, she said that. such.
Of course, if Ling Hua Yuanjun is proficient in this way, it is not of their clan. What those books say is not wrong, but her method is simply wrong. Most of the records in ancient books are what happened when their clan was slaughtered. The heart of Hanhan can indeed cure chronic diseases, but if the clan is willing to use cultivation to save people, in fact, there is no need to gouge.
The so-called "heart of Hanhan" refers to the determination to sacrifice, the determination to sacrifice for the people and things she cares about.
Yan Dan turned his head and looked at Yu Mo. He kept frowning and standing beside him with his hands in arms, silent. The time they spend together is so short, but the days of parting are so long.
She turned around and yelled "Yu Mo" with a smile.
Yu Mo slowly turned his head, still frowning, watching her walk a few steps closer, and hugged her waist tightly. He lowered his head, chin against her forehead, and smiled in a low voice: "What do you say, I can't help it..."
Yan Dan only felt that her arm was trembling slightly, and she looked up at him: "Yu Mo, I owe you too much, I know I will never pay it again in this life. Now let me pay this time. Pay the rest slowly, okay?"
Yu Mo slowly closed his eyes and sighed: "Okay...just don't be too long. For a hundred years, I will only wait for a hundred years."
Yan Dan stood on tiptoe and gave him a generous kiss on his side: "It won't take a hundred years, I will remember to wake up soon."
Yu Mo frowned, touched his cheeks and calmed down: "This is the second time, it will be useless next time."
Yan Dan chuckled and took two steps back: "Then I'm leaving..." She looked at the calm and waveless lake in front of her, where she would wake up in a hundred years. She lifted the hem of her skirt and slowly stepped into the water. The cool lake water flooded her ankles, rippled circles, and suddenly her shoulder sank. She turned her head subconsciously, and a hot kiss fell on her lips.
Yan Dan opened her eyes wide in surprise, she could see Yu Mo's expression, his eyelashes trembled slightly, not calm but not irrational. She raised her hand to hug him, and raised her head softly.
Several times, the origin and the extinction, I can see how many thousands of years have passed.
In the past hundred years, there is still a long, long life, until the sea is no longer and the sacred land is not covered.
When Tang Zhou arrived, the mountain boundary of Klanglan had restored its original quietness and peace. There were large tracts of lotus flowers, all white lotus flowers, gently swaying in the small wind by the microwaved lake.
He has never seen so many snow-white lotus flowers, such a large area that seems to spread the entire lake surface, the petals are faintly golden in the afterglow of the setting sun, and the lotus fragrance rises and falls, as if returning to the southernmost part of the sky. The end of the earth. He couldn't see anything at that time, and could only stand by the window for a whole day.
He thought there was a lotus pond outside the window, and he could always smell the faint scent of Chinese garden flowers.
Long, long time later, he could finally see it, only to realize that there was no lotus pond or a pond of lotus at all there. The faint scent came from the agarwood made by Yan Dan.
He recalled every word, every sentence that Yan Dan had said to him.
I remember every sentence so clearly.
He is still late.
Yu Mo stood by the lake with his hands in his hand, and when he turned his head, he saw him and smiled faintly: "You are here." His sleeves swayed slightly in the wind: "You came a little earlier, but it's better to be earlier. ."
There are still a hundred years.
A hundred years later, she will wake up here, and they will meet again.
Like a dead country woman buried alone in a bluestone ancient tomb, like the memory left by the death of the evil **** Xuanxiang, like the pair of Luoyue people who embraced life and death, like ups and downs in the field of life and death, The palace with the secrets of heaven and earth, even like the agarwood in the quiet empty courtyard, everything is still going on.
As long as the years go on, there will always be vigorous encounters, acquaintances, partings, and reunions.
I still remember that when I first met, the bonus was red, and I laughed and cried and parted.
Can be gathered together.
The water wave swelled gently, and a wood carving incense burner was placed in the lake.
The water waves slowly rippled.
Tang Zhou put down the knife in his hand and smiled slightly: "...I have lived too long, many feelings, many things, I have learned not to see it clearly. Yan Dan, do you know that, in fact, I have been I remember when we first met, you were a little girl, so stubborn at such a young age, I thought at that time, this was born or taught by a fairy, and didn't look like a fairy at all. Later...you It's not a fairy..."
Speaking these words, naturally no one will respond.
It's just talking.
Even if it takes a hundred years to talk about the past, their love, hatred, and parting are endless. Obviously it is the same thing, every time I talk about it, there are always many details.
Tang Zhou picked up a piece of sandalwood and continued to carve a new agarwood burner. The fine wood chips slipped quietly between his fingers: "I know you like making agarwood. I couldn't see it at that time, so I could only use my fingers. I groped and carved an incense burner and gave it to you. I never thought about why I wanted to make you happy, until you jumped off the path of the seventh reincarnation..."
After that day, he went to Di Ya.
Standing at the window that used to be one stop for a whole day, I realized that some things are often too far from the truth. Outside the window, there was never a lotus pond, but he was just thinking about how she was talking about the scene when the lotus bloomed. In the lonely empty courtyard, the only thing with Yan Dan's breath was the agarwood he carved.
In the agarwood furnace, agarwood is like shavings, but it is cold ashes.
The piece of sandalwood gradually took on the shape of an agarwood in his hand: "I still remember the seven reincarnations, but I have never met you again. Fortunately, in the last life, I found it. I found you too."
"The most ridiculous thing in this world is that I am looking for something with my heart, but when I look back, I find that what I am looking for is actually by my side. When I was Tianting Qingli, I remembered you, and waited until I became A mortal still remembers you."
He exhausted his mind to search for something, but in the end he got farther and farther away.
"I am no longer the emperor in the heavenly court, but the land here. I have been in the heavenly court for thousands of years, and now I realize that it turns out that being an emperor is not as comfortable as a small land. But, what are the upright rules of the heavenly court? I raised you like this?" I carefully carved out the lotus leaf. Tang Zhou’s fingers slipped and almost cut his fingers: "So I want to carve an agarwood burner every day for you. But after all, I have stayed in the mortal world for too long, and there is no such meticulous craftsmanship that I have practiced before. When I first started, I couldn't do it in three months, but fortunately I have a full 100 years to slowly Learn."
"Yan Dan." When do you plan to wake up, in a blink of an eye, a hundred years have passed in such a hurry.
Why don't we know each other longer than the time we parted?
It's just that I will wait for you this time.
"Yan Dan."
The newly carved agarwood burner was gently put into the lake, and the lake water was smudged golden by the setting sun.
"Yan Dan, I've thought about it. I won't ask you anything again. It doesn't matter if you can get back to the past, as long as it is like this...just let me look at you..."
Just let me see you again. I almost forget what you look like.
Tang Zhou straightened up, patted the sawdust on his sleeves, and watched the beautiful sunset on the horizon, and passed the day. He turned his head and saw Yu Mo pacing over, patted his shoulder, smiling at the corner of his mouth: "Brother Tang, who do you think is here?"
The setting sun, the indigo-colored figure stands under the peach blossom tree, the zhilanyu tree, and the wind is stepping on it.
Liu Weiyang smiled slightly: "I'm lucky this time, but I can still come out of the palace."
Tang Zhou also laughed: "This must be very thrilling..."
They are all like this. Even though so many things have happened, I can still meet again after going around.
Yu Mo looked at the budding flowers in the lake swaying in the breeze, and a bright smile gradually condensed in his eyes. In an instant, the mountains and green grass behind him all lost their color.
"Brother Liu is not the only one who came back."
This time I finally waited.
The author has something to say: the main text is over, and there will be a special event later, basically Yu Moyan ran away from the audience, Tang Zhou...The scenes are very few and only a few words.