Allure of the World Chapter 22: The Story of Three Worlds

"Okay, you teach me." Ling Chen really followed Adu to clean up the pheasants.

He rolled up his sleeves, and the knife was not jerky.

Lan Ling smiled slightly, "So you can?"

"Although I don't do it often, I did it when I was young." He looked back at Lan Ling with a smile in his eyes: "You can try it later, I made you a beggar chicken."

Lan Ling came over, squatted down beside Ling Chen's legs, rubbed his head on it, looked up at him and said in a low voice, "It would be great if you weren't the prince.",

Ling Chen paused, "No one can choose their origin. You like this kind of life very much?"

"Don't you like it?" Lan Ling asked rhetorically.

"I like it, but I don't dare to ask for it."

Lan Ling patted the water next to her with a slap, splashing Ling Chen all over.

The crowd laughed.

Tian Ming and Gu Fan walked in with Lixia and Qiaochun playfully, Tian Ming was holding a brocade, and Gu Fan was carrying a few boxes of snacks.

The two guards were so shocked that they couldn't close their mouths when they saw Ling Chen who was busy being a beggar.

Ling Chen rubbed ashes on his face, rolled up his sleeves, took out the roasted fragrant beggar chicken, and tore off the drumsticks for Lan Ling.

"Have a taste."

Lan Ling took it, reached out and wiped Ling Chen's face with his sleeve.

"It's so fragrant, so fragrant. It turns out that my husband is also so powerful! Axiu, look, my husband can also be a beggar, stop showing off your Adu all day long!"

Lan Ling's little face shone brightly, and the nose was full of oil when he ate.

Ling Chen looked at her, a little lost.

Sometimes life is very short, but a moment is very long. Some things in a moment will be remembered for a lifetime.

Lunch includes beggar chicken, various mushrooms, wild boar, wild ginseng, venison, frog, bacon...

Lan Ling seems to have not eaten for a long time, and is simply sweeping the floor.

Tian Ming and Gu Fan also had an endless aftertaste.

When Lan Ling left, Adu stuffed her with half a bag of smoked pheasant.

Walking on the mountain road, Ling Chen reached out and grabbed Lan Ling's hand and held it.

"Alas!" Lan Ling exclaimed softly.

"What's wrong?" Ling Chen asked.

"My feet are sprained." Lan Ling whispered.

Ling Chen squatted down and lifted her feet to take a look.

He leaned over and squatted down: "Come up, I'll carry you."

Lan Ling jumped up directly, with a rough posture.

Tian Ming and Gu Fan were stunned and hurried forward by the girls.

"How do you know that I want you to carry me?" Lan Ling put both hands around his neck, her face pressed tightly against Ling Chen's back.

"You don't even have a foot, you sly little fox."

Blue Ling giggled.

"Ling Chen, walk slowly."

"Hmm."

"A little slower."

"Ling'er." Ling Chen looked back at her, his eyes extremely gentle.

At this moment, the time is just right. Lan Ling wished time would stop.

"Only at this time, you are my husband, my husband alone." Lan Ling lay on his neck, put his mouth up, and bit his neck fiercely, like a little wolf.

There is some love, only in a certain place, or a certain time.

On the second day, Lan Ling took Ling Chen to Qinglong Mountain to see Master.

She didn't know if Master was willing to see Ling Chen. In the last life, Ling Feng came to see Master, but Master never met.

"Do you remember the first time we met in Qinglong Mountain?" Ling Chen asked.

"Of course I do."

"Why did you look so annoying to me then?"

"Because I hate royals."

"How do you know I'm from the royal family when we first met? You know me?"

“……….”

"If I said, I dreamed of you, would you believe it?"

Seeing Ling Chen staring at her seriously, he laughed a few times.

"I was joking, I hated you at that time because you broke into Mo Mountain and Qinglong Mountain."

Ling Chen seemed to believe it.

"Master is a hermit, I don't know if he is willing to see you, can you wait for me outside?"

Ling Chen looked at Lan Ling and agreed. He knew that the current Lan Ling only regarded him as her husband, not a prince, nor a prince.

Lan Ling's master Yao Lin is eighty-seven years old this year, with a thin face, fluttering white hair, and an immortal style.

"Master!" Lan Ling threw himself into the master's arms.

"You..." Yao Lin looked at Lan Ling, his eyes darkened.

"Master, have you noticed that I have changed?" Lan Ling asked.

"Well, it has changed. The eyes have changed, and the temperament has also changed a bit."

"I brought someone here and waited for me outside. Ling'er doesn't know if your old man wants to see him."

"Since he's here, let him in." Yao Lin asked the little boy to invite Ling Chen in and served him tea, but he didn't come out to see him.

"I have something to tell you alone, you have nothing to say to me?" the master asked her.

"Of course!"

Lan Ling told his master about his rebirth carefully. Yao Lin listened and didn't speak for a long time.

"Do you believe me, master?"

"Believe."

"But why? What's going on here?"

"Linger, we live in this world like a drop in the ocean. In addition to the Northern Wilderness Continent where we live, there are other continents around us, and there are many things we don't know about."

Blue Spirit is confused.

"For example, when a person picks up a piece of food in front of an ant, the ant just thinks it disappears out of thin air. The current human being is that ant."

"Oh, I see, there's still space that we don't know about?"

"Yes."

"The so-called past life and present life are actually just different spaces. I think in a certain time and space, you and some people, there are still some entanglements that are not over. I will tell you a story I heard when I was a child. "

The master took a sip of tea, "The North Desolate Continent where we live is the Chaoyun Continent to the east, the Nanyang Continent to the south, the Xizhou Continent to the west, the North Desolate Continent to the north, and the Hexu Continent in the middle."

"The Hexu Continent is in charge of these five continents. The one in charge of the Hexu Continent is Emperor Qingyang. His youngest daughter Qingyun has a marriage contract with Yuan Chun, the young master of the Northern Wilderness Continent, but Qingyun suddenly regretted the marriage and fell in love with the Northern Wilderness Continent. The Second Highness Yuan Lie."

Lan Ling listened quietly.

"The Great Emperor Qingyang was furious and severely punished Qingyun, and wanted to abolish Yuan Lie's cultivation, picked his tendons, and imprisoned him for eternity. Yuan Lie. Qingyun made a poisonous oath in order to save Yuan Lie. If Yuan Lie couldn't fall in love with her in three lifetimes, she would be annihilated. The emperor finally agreed."

The master stops and drinks tea.

"And then? Did Yuan Lie fall in love with Qingyun?" Lan Ling was anxious. Regarding love, women are always more persistent than men.

"In the first life, Yuan Lie married Qingyun, but he recognized the wrong person and mistook his concubine for her. He loved her concubine and tortured her in every possible way. He never even looked at her directly until she tried to save him. After losing his life, he woke up, but she was already dead;"

"In the second world, they didn't recognize each other, until she was going to be tortured by heart gouging. He didn't understand that he went to save her, but he didn't save her, and he lost his own life..."

Lan Ling felt heart palpitations, the punishment of gouging out his heart? She thought of herself, it turned out that she was not the only one who had suffered this criminal law. Lan Ling's eyes were dark, "What happened later?"

"There is no later. It's just a story." The master put down the cup, "Don't you know how to pour tea for the master?"

Lan Ling poured tea for the master.

The tears in her eyes finally fell, "But master, they have a lifetime!"

"Therefore, there are past lives and present lives in this world. For example, you. Since you are reborn, you should live your life well. You must not be obsessed with anything, but you must not argue; you must not be perfunctory, but you must be flexible. "

"Linger understands. But master, what happened to the third generation of Qingyun and Yuanlie?"

"I don't know, this is the story of my childhood."

Despite Lan Ling's death, the master never told her the story of the third world.