Eaglewood Crumbs Chapter 82: Agarwood like crumbs

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Tang Zhou turned his face slightly, his eyes were dim and dim, as uncertain as the light and shadow exchanged.

Yan Dan slowly clenched his fingers under his sleeves, feeling that his body was trembling slightly, saying that it was anger or fear. She always thought that Ying Yuan was ruthless to her, but no wonder, the feelings turned out to be what you wanted, but which one is acting now? Capricious, is this fun?

After a long time, she heard Tang Zhou say a little softly, as if whispering: "Yan Dan, I miss you very much."

"I know that you replaced my eyes with half of my heart. For a while, I did mistake it for Zhixi. When I saw you by the edge of Yaochi, I knew it was you."

Yan Dan smiled: "So that's it." She thought about it, and then said: "It's okay, I was willing at that time, you don't need to care."

Tang Zhou was taken aback for a moment, his expression gradually depressed, and he whispered: "Yan Dan, I think I like you. A long, long time ago, when I didn't even know about it."

"What you like, is that in the past, you could talk with you from time to time when your eyes were out of sight, and finally healed the Yan Dan of your eyes, not me. It was never, nor will it be in the future." She thought for a while, "Only I will be with you at that time, but when you get better, it will be different. Even now, you just regret that I danced the path of reincarnation in front of you."

Tang Zhou laughed softly: "So you think I have lived to the point where I don’t even understand my feelings? When you laugh, there will be a dimple on your right cheek and the corner of your eyes will bend, as if from I am smiling from the bottom of my heart. You and Zhixi, I will not mistake you."

The Diya Palace is still deserted and empty, with few people visiting.

Yan Dan walked through the corner of the promenade, and when he saw the black shadow in front of him, he stepped back a few steps, and asked with a trembling voice, "This, what's going on?"

Tang Zhou stopped, his tone was flat: "Huh? That's the ghost king, haven't you seen it?"

Yan Dan stomped his feet: "I know it is the king of ghosts, I asked you why it is here?"

About her voice was too loud. The Ghost King, who was silently kneeling on the ground rubbing bluestone bricks, raised his head and stared at her blankly. Yan Dan was shivering again, and hurried past it: He must have been deliberate, pretending to be nonchalant all the time, so that she could not express her temper.

Walking into the library, Tang Zhou opened the window next to him, and saw a pool of clear water facing outside. The lotus leaves are more and more green and lovely when the lotus leaves are in full bloom. Yan Dan held the window pane, leaned forward and looked out, smiling slightly: "I remember there was no lotus pond here."

"The flowers here have been planted for a long time. They have not bloomed before. I wonder if they will bloom this year?"

Yan Dan sighed, hesitated for a moment, or said: "I don't think it will be. Ying Yuan, let's just talk about it, so what can we do to pretend that nothing happened? Although it has been a long time, but It’s impossible to erase anything that happened before... It’s not a calligraphy, if you don’t write well, just tear off the paper and rewrite it."

She stretched out her hand to close the carved window to hide the view from the outside, walked to the side of the desk, and picked up the very delicately carved agarwood burner: "At that time, I really admired Ying Yuanjun you, even if it's there. I still can’t forget the Yellow Springs of the underworld... I originally thought that I would die in Yewangchuan, because I can’t forget the past. I can’t reincarnate, I can only transform into the ghosts underneath. I’ve never forgotten this. I'm afraid I won't forget it. But, what about it?"

Yan Dan lifted the lid of the agarwood burner and said softly: "Put the whole piece of agarwood in, as long as a little spark, it will burn, and will not stop until it burns into fine scraps, and then replace it with a new piece. The agarwood continues to burn. But when the agarwood is like crumbs, it won’t be burnt no matter how you use the fire to fold it. Just like this agarwood, I have burned it into fine scraps, and I won’t even have a light on it, at most It's just the residual temperature after it burns out."

The agarwood burner tilted down slightly, and the ashes of agarwood like shavings were scattered on the ground, turning into nothingness.

Yan Dan smiled and looked at him: "Even the last residual temperature will be cold one day, and nothing will be lost, just like when you and I haven't met..."

Tang Zhou is gone.

Yan Dan slowly slid down and sat on the wall, feeling that she was exhausted. I finally said what I wanted to say, but in fact, it's just nostalgic to come and go, but it is already nostalgic. From now on, she was truly relieved.

The daylight outside the panes slanted in, reflected on the wall, forming a patch of light and shadow, blurry.

After only half a cup of tea, a light footstep walked closer, and then stopped. This person probably had been following them all the time, so that he could come here just after Tang Zhou had left. Yan Dan raised his head and suddenly saw a very familiar face, the same face that he could see when he was facing the bronze mirror in the morning.

Zhi Xi turned her head slightly, cast her eyes down and glanced at her: "I'm here to find a book." She Gu Zi walked to the edge of the desk, put down the things in her hands, and turned to the bookshelves. Go.

Yan Dan stood up, and saw what she put on the desk was a book with a yellowed cover, and something seemed to be pressed under the book. She opened the book and saw that there was a small round mirror underneath. She was taken aback: She remembered that Zhi Xi didn't like to look in the mirror, so how could she carry this thing with him?

Yan Dan picked up the round mirror, and saw that the mirror surface suddenly changed, reflecting just the mortal scene: a woman in coarse cloth Jingchai was busy doing housework, and the boy next to her kept making trouble. The older peasant woman scolded her with her arms akimbo. The woman happened to turn her head, as if looking at Yan Dan face to face, with a sad and miserable face.

"What do you think?"

Yan Dan was taken aback, immediately put down the mirror, looked back, and saw Zhi Xi standing not far away holding a heavy book, with a sneer smile on his face: "The palm lantern is now so desolate, what do you think? Like?"

Yan Dan suddenly felt that she had become a little strange, and shook his head: "I don't think so, she is indeed no better than I was before."

Zhi Xi sneered: "No, if she is only born with a downturned family, it is not enough. There are thousands of people born in poverty in this world, one less than her, and no more than one. ." She walked to the table, put down the heavy book, and said softly: "After she was demoted to the mortal world, I went to see her."

Yan Dan vaguely guessed: "Don't you..."

"Well, I opened up all the memories of her previous life. When she saw me, she almost went mad and became dumb."

"Zhixi, you did this for me, what if someone else knows it?"

"I didn't do this for you." Zhi Xi raised his chin, looking indifferent. "No one will know."

Yan Dan finally understood that when she was watching the fireworks in Nandu, she saw that it was indeed Fairy Palm Lantern. Whether it was Yan Dan or Zhi Xi, she would be scared whenever she saw it.

Zhi Xi puts the round mirror into his sleeve, holding the book and looking at the other side: "You won't be here again, will you?"

"It should be like this, but you can come and see me in the mortal world."

Zhi Xi bit her lip and said after a long while: "I won't come to see you. What's so good about this? It's not the first day I met."

Yan Dan lowered his head and couldn't help but smile: "Yes, we were born from the same root, even if we don't meet each other..."

Still the closest person.

In this world, no one is closer to each other. They are bound by the same blood, stronger than the **** of verbal promises.

Yan Dan watched her back disappear, only to realize that the book with the yellowed cover still on the desk, she didn't take it away. She picked it up and turned over two pages. The book was all about the trivial matters of their clan, and I don’t know where Zhixi found it, but when she saw a sentence, she had a heartbreak: "The heart of Si Ye Han Han , Can rejuvenate everything and cure all diseases..."

All things rejuvenate?

She touched her heart, where it was beating slowly.

From the mortal world to the heaven, an hour has passed, and now I immediately rush back to the Kuanglan Mountain Realm. It shouldn't be too long.

Yan Dan shook the water drop on the palm of her hand. The tentacles of the beads were cold and smooth, and water vapor was faintly visible. According to Ao Xuan, if this bead accidentally falls on the ground, the mortal world will have to give three months of water. As long as the fixed water bead is placed on the bottom of the dry lake, it will naturally generate a spring of running water.

She walked through the Jiuqu Corridor and saw Antarctica Immortal Weng standing on the edge of the fish pond with positive and negative hands. She saw her come over and smiled and said: "Yan Dan, you have grown taller without seeing you for so long."

Yan Dan pouted slightly and walked to the edge of the fish pond: "Xian Weng, do you want your beard any more?"

The Antarctic Immortal Weng quickly took a step back and said with a smile: "You kid...why, have you ever seen your master? He was **** off by you at that time."

Yan Dan looked into the fish pond and saw the big tiger beard jumping up and down very vigorously: "Master is really angry?"

"That's natural. Your master still wanted to teach a fairy to show off, but you were extinguished by you. Can you not be angry?" Antarctic fairy touched his beard. After a few days, I will definitely rise to the fairy rank."

"How is this possible? I have such a low level of cultivation, and I am not more savvy than others, I still know this."

"It was originally not possible, but it is not the same if there is a strange eye. After a thousand years of cultivation for nothing, do you think it is enough?"

Yan Dan gave a thud in her heart and stammered involuntarily: "Different eyes?!"

"Yes, but a lot of things happened that year. Your master came to my place and asked me to entrust the strange eye to Donghua Qingjun to deal with it, but somehow the strange eye was lost, and it hurt the immortal. Weng, I was fined for three years. Later, the baby nine fins that had been raised for so long disappeared. It was really unlucky to even drink water!"

"Isn't the nine fins in...?" Yan Dan pointed to the big tiger beard fish, which was jumping vigorously.

"This one? This one is nothing more than a strange catfish. It is not as good as nine fins and one scale. If I didn’t look at the nine fins, I didn’t like the female fish in the pond, I thought he was a broken sleeve. This man went down, and the result..." Antarctic Xianweng counted it heartily. He couldn't help but put his foot on the back of the tiger's beard and stepped on it. "It turned out to be good. Give me a hook here. Three and four, eating and drinking for nothing, and will not even change the shape of the person, it is upset to look at it!"

Yan Dan tremblingly: "Nine-fin... is it actually that weak-looking fish with red eyes?"

The Antarctic Xianweng glanced at her: "Yes, their clan has fallen, if it had been flying higher than dragons before." Before he could say anything, he saw the tiger's whiskers burrowing up from the bottom of the water again, heading towards Leaning together: "Swim farther, otherwise there is no food to eat today!" Tiger Beard aggrievedly moved to the side.

Yan Dan looked at the fish pond, thinking about Yu Mo, thinking of his absolute gesture of throwing his strange eyes into the bank of the Zhangtai River, thinking of him sighing and saying, "You don't want me to throw it, what do you think of me", Remembering that he smiled and said to himself at the end, "Those who watched the theater knew that it was not their own story, but after watching for a long time, this story slowly became their own." He looked at his story and finally entered The play.

She thought that these twenty years would be enough for her to understand Yu Mo.

Now she has only realized that what she has understood in the past twenty years is only the superficial fur.

She always thought that when she stayed with Yu Mo, she always talked a lot, but he was a lukewarm appearance. She was always sticking to him and haunting him to swim all over the country and his heart In fact, it is not very happy. She had never tried to understand a person.

Have you ever loved someone like this.

Have you ever waited for someone like this?

It's not that there is no one in this world who treats her heartily, it's just that she has never known it. It turned out that someone knew her so well, and she missed it from start to finish.

She missed everything from start to finish.

The author has something to say: Since the title "Stories of entangled in new love and old love" is not good, then "Why failure of first love is greater than success" should be fine... There are two more chapters today and no way to update tomorrow. , After reading this chapter, I think most of you will be satisfied. However, in order to prove whether Yu Mo is X dysfunction, this is still an extra proof after the end of the text.