"Li Bai, of course I know, Your Majesty also said yesterday, let me take a break from the situation in Chang'an City, and ensure that the princess and the sword immortal return to Chang'an smoothly. ”

Looking at Di Renjie with a serious face, Li Xin didn't know what to say for a while.

"Do you have something to say?" Di Renjie saw his unspeakability.

Li Xin nodded, "Yes, but I don't know how to say it! What about you, don't you have anything to say?"

He asked rhetorically.

"If you don't know what to say, then what can I say?"

Looking at Di Renjie's helpless expression, Li Xin only felt uncomfortable in his throat, he really couldn't say anything, let alone explain it.

In the ordinary world, you are you, I am me!

But in such a world, there can be two you and me, and the most terrifying thing is that even you can't tell who is the self.

"I haven't seen Li Bai, I only know that he is Li Qinglian!"

"I'm the opposite of you, I didn't think he was Li Bai ten years ago. ”

"And now?" said Li Xin.

He took a deep breath and smiled bitterly, "I think I'm crazy to say something ugly! People who know him have decided that he is Li Bai, and now I am beginning to feel that he is more and more like Li Bai." These days, I think back to the past, and I find that he is extremely similar to Li Bai in many places. People say that the more they care about a person, the more they will fantasize about him as the image they expect in their hearts. The so-called: thinking about the day, dreaming at night. That's what I'm talking about!"

Di Renjie's words sounded subtle, like spraying at a large area of air, but if it was into his eyes, the result would be different, because there was only one target in that air. Li Xin didn't know much about this feeling, because he didn't have such a deep friendship with a person like Di Renjie.

Being able to recognize Li Qinglian was also thanks to the blunt sword, and this was what he dared to confirm after three times and twice.

Originally, he wanted to learn about Li Qinglian and Sword Immortal from Di Renjie's mouth, but after Di Renjie said this, he was no longer interested in those situations. Because the situation is that everybody is looking for answers.

Jixia is looking for it, Chang'an is also looking for it, Daqin, Dahan, Lingyu...... And so on, all the practitioners have the same question and are expecting the same answer.

It is also because of this that Jixia is willing to send the Sword Immortal to Chang'an, in order to find the answer here. Rather than countless people being suspicious, it is better to confront the two face to face, and perhaps this is the only feasible way.

Thinking of these Li Xin's increasing distress, he was also excited, he could already imagine the picture when the real sword immortal decided to come out, and began to look forward to it.

On the eaves, Di Renjie stood on the side and looked in the direction of Chang'an College. He didn't know the purpose of Li Xinlai, but even so he didn't debunk it.

Some things will be clear when there are more clues, but others will only get darker and darker.

"Li Qinglian, can you be a little shaken by this now?"

"Yo, I'm hooked!" By the stream in the bamboo forest, Li Qinglian was sitting on a big rock fishing.

Seeing that the fishing line was moving, he hurriedly lifted the fishing rod, only to see a large carp jumping out of the water, the scales shining in the sun.

You can eat fish at noon!

He put the fish in a bamboo cage, then lowered the line and continued fishing.

It seems that all the luck was used on that one fish, and after the big carp, there were very few big fish, all of them were some small catfish and the like, which made him sigh.

By noon, smoke rose from above the bamboo house. The kitchen was filled with fireworks, and Li Qinglian was in it with an iron spoon in her hand, quite a chef's style.

But after a while, the meal was ready, but when I saw that the fish on the plate were burnt. This was his first time cooking fish, and he made a total of two dishes, boiled and fried.

At least on the surface, boiling is still good, and frying is still lacking in some heat.

However, when he tasted it, he found that the taste of the boiled water was not well adjusted, and in contrast, although the fried oil was burnt, the taste was good.

After a full meal, he tidied up the kitchen and then took a nap on a bamboo chair. After sleeping for about an hour, he woke up and began his afternoon.

Since moving to Bamboo Forest, his life is still the same as before. Because of the size of the land, he opened up a vegetable patch not far from the bamboo house.

Every afternoon, he had to fetch water from the river, first filling the urns in the yard and then watering the vegetable patch.

After watering for half an hour, he poured most of the time, and sometimes he regretted it a little, the vegetable field was more than 200 meters away from the river, and it was really tiring to go back and forth. And the hateful thing is that I was too greedy at the beginning and planted too many vegetables, so a few buckets of water were not enough at all.

Every time he finished pouring the ground, he was half dead, sweating profusely, he came to sit on the ground, picked up the bamboo tube and drank it.

The water from the river is cold and sweet, and it instantly dispels all fatigue.

In order to decorate the house, he also planted a lot of flowers and plants around the bamboo house, butterflies, dragonflies and the like often flew around.

There are several potted plants on the table by the window in the house, and the stars are planted in it. The flowers glow and glow blue like fireflies at night.

And next to the Xingyue Flower is an empty potted plant, which has only soil and no flowers. But even so, he often watered the pot.

Soon it was afternoon, and the sun was about to set. After being busy, he walked out of the house, sat on a bamboo chair and lay down, enjoying the beautiful scenery of the sunset.

"It's getting dark!"

He slowly fell in love with his eyes, and his consciousness became blurred.

It's like a stone sinking into the sea, and the weight of the body keeps falling, unable to resist or call for help, only to see the gradually shrinking sky overhead.

"Do you hate me?" Suddenly, a woman's voice sounded in my ears.

He snapped open his eyes, and there was a scene of a chaotic starry sky. The fire burned the starry sky, the smell of burning filled the air, and there was a hint of floral fragrance.

"Do you hate me?"

When he heard the voice, he lowered his head and saw a woman in his arms. She was wearing a red dress and looked like a fairy, but the wound on her chest was bleeding nonstop, which made her originally white and tender skin even paler, which made people feel pity.

"Why do you hate you?"

"Because I'm a demon seed, a murderer, I haven't become a divine and beautiful flower, I'm just a regrettable failure!" the woman said, bowing her head. Her eyes were dull, like an abandoned pet.

"But what does this have to do with me?" Li Qinglian stroked the woman's cheek and said, "I have been waiting in the courtyard of Lane 13 for almost two years, and you have been in Chang'an for half a year, and you have never come here once. ”

Listening to what he said, the woman looked up at him with tears in her eyes.

"If I go, will the outcome change? At least, it won't be the way it is now?"

"Perhaps! But there is no such thing!"

Li Qinglian sighed lightly.

The star gate in front of him slowly opened, and the woman in her arms turned into a little starlight in the starlight, floating in the endless starry sky.