Chapter 1179: How Much Good Is In My Heart
On the top of the misty mountain, a seven or eight-year-old boy raised his immature face and asked a childish question: "Master, what is a Taoist priest?"
"Stupid, Taoist couples are not things, Taoist couples are two people!" The girl, who was not much older than him, crossed her waist and answered for the master.
"You know, tell me, are you and I considered a Taoist couple?" the boy was unconvinced.
"Phew, who is the Taoist couple with you...... I don't want it. The girl stuck out her tongue.
"Don't pull it down, rare! I'm looking for Master to be a Taoist companion. The boy's words made the master, who was drinking with his head up, squirt out a few feet of wine.
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The warbler flies and the clouds roll, and the endless grassland, two figures flicker and disappear in it......
"Don't want to run! I caught you and said, do you want to be a Taoist companion of my senior sister!"
"Help...... Master, please show your spirit quickly, don't ......"
"Bastard, look at the sword! If you dare not get along with me, kill you!"
"Ahhh......h
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Black cloth, white tents, plain clothes like snow, and the paper money burning in the brazier has turned to ashes.
"Master, today my senior sister and I are married to a Taoist couple, not to be born on the same day, but to die on the same day, you must bless us in the spirit of heaven to kill our enemies!"
"Don't ask for the same day, but ask for the same day to die, Dad, bless us to avenge you!"
The two figures kneeling in front of the mourning hall, dressed in linen and filial piety, bent down and bowed their heads, made an oath in front of the portrait, and knocked their heads heavily......
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"Senior sister, when we reach the fairy world, we can live a life like a fairy couple......"
"You still call me senior sister?
"What's that calling you? Fairy Luoli?"
"It's not good, it's not good, I heard that the fairy world is full of fairies, it's too cheesy, forget it, let's call someone Li'er......"
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"Li'er...... Why, why did you leave me in the first place...... You don't mean not to be born on the same day, but to die on the same day...... Why do immortals die too......
"Stupid...... Immortals are also human...... If there is an afterlife, Senior Sister still wants to be a Taoist companion with you...... Don't go for revenge, just like that, just hold me like that...... I ...... cold."
"N-ahh
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If there is an afterlife, I still want to be a Taoist companion with you......
The peerless face, the dazzling fairy skirt, the look back, the turn, and a chuckle...... They are all unique styles in the world, but they are gradually hazy and ethereal in front of them, and they are far away by the wind......
"Li'er ......"
The sadness flowed backwards, spreading silently, like a piece of smoke, sweeping his mind, Ye Fan suddenly felt his heart twitching, twisted into a ball, and the painful pain was like being stabbed by someone!
He staggered back two steps, poof—
A mouthful of blood, squirting through the throat, staining his shirt red!
Nangong Feixue was anxiously waiting for him to answer, the more she looked at his face, the more she felt that something was wrong, and at this time, when she saw Ye Fan vomiting blood, she panicked and shouted: "Ah! What's wrong with you?"
Ye Fan waved his hand, wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, slowly turned around, and walked outside.
Nangong Feixue stared at his figure, wanting to ask whether he agreed or not, but when the words came to his lips, he could only swallow back, what was the reason for him to vomit blood? Is he injured? No, he was fine just now, but why is his face so ugly? Is it because he was too anxious and scared him? It's not right, just ask if you want to become a Taoist couple, so that you won't be scared and vomit blood, right?
On the top of a mountain in the Himalayas at an altitude of 7,000 meters, a cry pierced the heavy clouds and mist, shaking the mountains, and the shout alarmed the people who climbed the mountain hundreds of miles away, and those blank faces raised their heads one after another, searching, watching, and shocked......
It was a roar of venting, and in that voice, I don't know how much desolation, pain, and despair!
For a long time, the aftermath does not dissipate.
Ye Fan sat on the top of the mountain in a daze, until the remnant sun was like blood, and the last ray of light was churning in the sky, until darkness covered the world, and his figure seemed to be integrated with the mountain, motionless.
He is like an old monk who has entered meditation, contemplating the most simple philosophy in heaven and earth, but his eyes are always fixed on the distant horizon and never closed.
The sun sets, the stars rise, and the sun and the moon reincarnate. Suddenly, he stood up!
"I see...... Senior sister, no matter where you are, I will find you, and if you don't have an afterlife, I will help you create an afterlife!
Back to square one......
He took a deep breath and exhaled a long breath, and the unrelieved obsession in his chest was finally exhausted.
What is lost must be recovered, and what is in front of you must be cherished!
In life, how much beauty is fleeting, how many worries have nowhere to go, if you don't grasp the present, how can you talk about the future?
He threw his head up and let out a long laugh, and floated away, waiting for me, senior sister......
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In the courtyard of the Ye family, Yang Chongyan and his wife Qi Lan were entertaining several distinguished guests from afar.
At the table, there were also Yang Bihui, Ye Guofeng and Li Sihan.
can let so many people come forward to entertain, and the identity of the guests is naturally not small.
"Haha, Brother Song, after decades of separation, your body is still very tough!" Yang Chongyan laughed loudly: "You are ninety years old this year, right?"
It turned out that the person who came to visit today was Song Xiaoyi and his party from the United States!
Because of the special relationship of the family, Mr. Song did not meet when Yang Chongyan was in office, and the acquaintance between the two dates back to the late eighties of the last century.
Today's Song Xiaoren, with black hair in his white hair, full of white teeth, and strong spirits, does not look like a ninety-year-old person at all, and it is almost the same to say that he is sixty.
Song Xiaoren smiled: "Ninety-one! Brother Yang, thanks to your granddaughter-in-law, the Fountain of Immortality products make us the older and younger, and we can't die if we want to, I am now worried that there will be more and more people in the future, or in a few decades, the earth will not be able to fit it!"
"Haha, it doesn't matter if you can't fit it, immigrate to Mars! I heard that there are at least four countries studying the possibility of interstellar voyage, as long as there is a breakthrough in the problem of ultra-high speed, this should not be a problem. Yang Chongyan turned his head and asked with a smile: "Guofeng, do you think it is possible for District 51 to be one step ahead in this regard?"
Ye Guofeng thought for a moment and said: "Ten years ago, Area 51 had surpassed today's mainstream technology for 20 years, and at that time, a UFO-like aircraft had been developed, with a speed exceeding 30 times the speed of sound, and now I don't know what scale they have developed......"
In the past ten years, science and technology have also developed rapidly, without Ye Fan's concern, no one knows the situation inside Area 51, but it is certain that their technology must be leading.
"It seems that Lao Mei is still better......" Yang Chongyan shook his head and sighed, "Why can't you catch up with others?"
"That's because their technology doesn't belong to this era. A calm voice came into everyone's ears, and a few snowflakes rolled down, and Ye Fan appeared in the courtyard.
"Son, where did you go to the cold air in your body?" Yang Bihui looked Ye Fan up and down, and saw that it was unusual, there was snow stuck to his feet, but this season, where would it snow?
Ye Fan smiled, his eyes fell on the two visitors at the table, shook the wind and dust and said, "I went to climb the mountain and watch the sunset." Yo, Old Man Song, Miss Song, what kind of wind blew you here?"
In addition to Song Xiaoren, Song Chuyu also came today, she still wears a lot, a white mink coat, a velvet hat, time has not shown a special mark on her, she is still the eldest lady with outstanding temperament and representing the classical beauty of the East.
Song Xiaoren looked at Ye Fan with a look of surprise, he didn't expect to see him on this trip, it was too unexpected, he thought that Ye Fan was still missing, but he didn't notice that there was a trace of joy on the faces of the people around him. In fact, he should have thought that this big family could sit down and talk and laugh with him without showing depression, which in itself is not right.
Song Chuyu smiled slightly and nodded at Ye Fan, but did not speak.
"Ah...... I didn't expect to see Xiao Ye, haha, it seems that we have come by chance this time!" Song Xiaoren came back to his senses, and his face showed excitement.
"Shibo, are you here to find Xiaofan for something important?" Yang Bihui observed his words and looks, and saw a little fame.
Song Xiaoren nodded, and smiled in a self-deprecating tone: "It's a little ashamed to say! Mainly for Chu Yu, this child, has her uncle here all these years, and tried her best to help her continue her vitality, but a few days ago, her uncle has not returned since he went out, I am worried that Chu Yu will not be able to support him to come back, so I thought of bothering you, hoping to think of a way for her." ”
It turned out that Long Canghai was helping Song Chuyu to continue her life for more than ten years, no wonder she looked no different from more than ten years ago, if it wasn't for Long Canghai's spare no effort to support, she would definitely not be alive today.
Song Xiaoren knew about Ye Fan's disappearance, so he didn't bother the Ye family all these years, but this time he really couldn't bear it, so he had to lead his granddaughter to visit and seek countermeasures.