The room was filled with aroma, and the two sat cross-legged, with a pot of tea and two white jade cups in the middle. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

The room has two large doors, one side for guests to enter and exit, and the other side facing the Los Angeles waterways and alleys.

This is the "non-garden building" of Los Angeles, the floor was built 600 years ago, about 57 meters high, a total of seven floors, all by the famous Xuangong Fei Mo Du built.

The vermilion gates facing the streets and alleys of the waterway are all opened, and the autumn sky is full of red clouds, and geese are crying under the red sun, flying in a herringbone shape.

Qian Jin picked up the cup with two fingers and palms, took a sip, stood up, and walked straight to the door. She looked at the panorama of L.A. in both of her eyes. There are rice fields in the distance, and when you look closer, you can see the continuous palace, and the cruise ships in the canals are hidden under the white walls and gray tiles.

The wind in the high place was a little cold, and the hair in Qianjin's ears was scraped around her mouth, she brushed her hair away with her hands, her clothes were hunting, and her back was like a Yiren waiting for her lover's return, "Sister, this is not the seventh floor of the Yuan Building, but you can't make an appointment if you want to, how long will you come back?"

"Ten days ago, this was the contractor who paid the contract half a month ago. Sitting cross-legged in the bamboo basket, she glanced at Qianjin's back and took a sip of tea.

"Hehe, it seems that my sister has already made arrangements. Qianjin turned her head, she looked at Mingcha's calm bamboo basket, revealing the corners of her mouth that seemed to be smiling, "Did my sister plan to meet me in this form in the first place?

The bamboo basket raised her head, she looked at Qian Jin seriously, and asked rhetorically, "What about you?"

The star master of the Yin and Yang family, Qian Jin, was silent at this moment, and she also looked at the other party, the woman of the same clan who had taken herself into the man's life on the arched bridge.

The first meeting twenty-four years ago is really hard to forget, the warmth she and Hongyou encountered when they were wandering.

She remembered her conversation with the bamboo basket a long time ago, "Sister, why do some of our Meizu people have hearts, while some people don't?"

"We Meizu are the shadow of the human race, some people wish they had, and some people wish they didn't. ”

"And what's the difference between them?"

"I don't know, this is the meaning of our life. ”

"Does my sister have a heart?"

"Nope. ”

Thinking of this, she closed her eyes, and she began to understand some of the words of the bamboo basket. What they are looking for in their lives is the meaning of a dead soul's past, and they come out of the past according to their own experience.

They are another form of the necromancer, unable to let go, unable to figure it out, or resentful, or regretful, or sad.

Their life is a way of death, to experience, to walk out.

"I still remember the scenes of the past, I don't know. Qian Jin replied, turned around and sat cross-legged on the opposite side of the bamboo basket again, and took a sip of tea, "I still remember Master's disappointed expression back then, I heard people say that love is the beginning of confusion, and only after love will there be hatred and resentment." ”

"Qianjin, if Hongyou is still alive, he will be very disappointed when he hears your words. The bamboo basket stared intently at the water streaks in the cup, and she opened her mouth lightly.

"Hongyou. Qianjin felt as if her heart was blocked by a stone, and the cup in her hand shattered with a "bang", and small red flowers spread out with the water on the jade tablets, "That fool." ”

The bamboo basket looked at Qianjin's bloodstained hand, she took out a silk silk and wiped it gently, staring at the other party's eyes, "There is a dark snail under the long pear tree we planted at the beginning, and it contains what Hongyou wanted to say to you back then." ”

The silk silk was put down, and the cup fell on the table. The bamboo basket stood up, in the year when her daughter was about to be born, she and Hongyou, Qianjin planted a dock pear tree in the yard, symbolizing the three of them for a lifetime "do not leave, long", she remembered that Hongyou knelt down under the sky in a bright moon and bright night, in the firefly dance, and made a wish with an extremely pious attitude, and buried his words under the Wuli long tree with a dark snail.

"You go look for it, maybe it's still there. The bamboo basket took a few steps forward and stopped, "I'll look for you again when I'm done." ”

Qianjin didn't reply, she looked ahead stunned with a silk handkerchief in her hand.

..............

Five days later, a merchant ship appeared in the bay of the Yue Kingdom, and Mellow stood in the harbor, his eyes showing an excited and complicated brilliance. He looked at a first-born mountain ghost on the merchant ship, "Welcome home, Dedema!"

Dedemar, who was standing on the ladder connecting the deck to the ground, took a deep breath, tears in his eyes, and held a wooden box high, "Abba, it's home." ”

Behind him, about five hundred people walked out, with exhaustion on their faces, looking around at this strange world, inhaling fiercely, tears streaming down their faces.

"Welcome home, the first warriors of the Gloom. Mellow looked at a man on the deck, his body trembled, his left hand slightly curled against his back, and whispered.

【In the Strait】

Sails dot the sea, and under the blue sea is the reflection of the blue sky, and a trace of clouds ripples in the water.

Tuoba Qian climbed the mast and sat on it swinging her feet. Xiang Yiming sat on the deck below her, stunned as he faced the sea.

"Idiot, what are you thinking?" Tuoba Qian spread out her hand to reveal the dates in her palm, and she threw one on Xiang Yiming's head, "I've been so stupid all day." ”

The red jujube fell at Xiang Yiming's feet, he opened his mouth and chewed the jujube in his mouth, looked back at Tuoba Qian on the mast, and rolled his eyes rarely, "I miss you." ”

Hearing this, Tuoba Qian felt a little proud in her heart, in the past, it was extremely difficult for Xiang Yiming to speak no matter who he was facing. She felt that under her own tutelage, the other party would at least say something playful in front of her, although he was still cold to most people.

"Then you keep looking at me so you don't have to think about it. Tuoba Qian raised her chin and propped her hands on the mast, with a mischievous smile on her face.

"Oh, you come down and look up.... It's a little...."Xiang Yiming replied, and the jujube kernel was accidentally swallowed by him when he spoke, "It's a little tired to look at." ”

As he spoke, Xiang Yiming coughed dryly.

"Stupid, I can't eat a date. Tuoba Qian squinted, laughed, and turned her head to look at the back of the big ship, "Yiming, when we arrive in Chu State, we can go to Sister Baichuan." ”

"Well, and Li Shizi. Xiang Yiming followed Tuoba's gaze into the distance and added.

In his sight, there were white and gray seabirds not far from the mast, their bodies as if they had been blown crooked by the sea breeze, screaming and flying in the direction of the Chu State.

It stretches along the surface of the sea all the way to the coastline of the state of Chu. There was a man sitting there, fishing alone, and when the shadow of an old man appeared in the sea, he spoke, "Qianyu, the merman you are protecting should be used." ”