As usual, around the time of Shen every day, the news from Zhuyun Villa will be sent to the world without fragrance. But on the twenty-ninth day of the lunar month, until the sun was about to set, there was no trace of any news delivered. It's just that Situ Jing didn't bother with it, because for almost the entire day today, his attention fell on Xiang Gu. Even when Daochang Li came in the afternoon and waited for him in the hall for an hour, he didn't mean to come out to see him.

Wuxiang didn't receive the news from Zhuyun Villa, and Li Daochang naturally did the same, so he sent someone over to check in the afternoon. It's just that it will take some time to come back and forth, so he came to the world first, and wanted to ask Situ Jing if there was something wrong with Xie Lanhe. And tomorrow will be thirty, it is the day when he recommends Chuan Lian to challenge the Great Incense Master, and he wants to ensure that Situ Jing's arrangement is foolproof.

It's just that when the sky is about to get dark, Situ Jing still doesn't come out, and Daochang Li finally can't help but stand up and angrily scold: "What are you high priests busy with!"

Chuan Wu changed him with hot tea and said, "It's because the incense Gu has moved, it should be related to Mr. An's situation, so the high priest needs to keep watching." Please wait a little longer, maybe after a while, the high priest will come out. ”

The relationship between Xiang Gu and An Lan, Daochang Li naturally understood in his heart, and he also knew that this matter was very important, and it was likely to be related to tomorrow's victory or defeat, so no matter how anxious he was, he still held back the anger in his heart.

It's just that after sitting down again, Daochang Li thought about it for a while, and couldn't help but ask again: "Since it is related to the Xiangdian side, you go and ask the high priest, can I also go in and have a look." ”

Chuan Wu said: "Dao Chief, forgive me, when there is an abnormal movement in the incense Gu, the high priest is never allowed to have a second person present. ”

Gu art is a secret method that is not spread in southern Xinjiang, and Daochang Li also knew that his request was not divided, so he picked up the tea and took a sip, and continued to wait patiently.

……

Chuan Wu's guess was not wrong, An Lan at this time seemed to be trapped in his own fragrance world.

She seemed to have forgotten how long she had been here, this was her world, and no one knew anything more than she did. Here, she can discern the difference between the veins of each leaf, the weight of each drop of water, and the meaning of each birdsong.

But until today, it seems that she is the first time to truly understand the world.

Because here, there is no trace of her once familiarity.

The whole city has been completely destroyed, the city walls, houses, and buildings have all been shattered into gravel, the flowers and trees have all dried up, and the smoke from cooking and the noise full of life are no longer visible.

All the people are dead.

She was no longer as glamorous as she once was, and every time something was destroyed here, there was one more scar on her body, and every time someone died, there was one more blood stain on her body.

An Lan was barefoot, stepping on the rubble, her plain clothes had been stained with blood, and even dripped to the ground along the hem of her skirt; her jet-black hair had long been scattered and messily draped behind her; even her little face, which had always been white, had now become dirty; only those eyes were so dark that there was no light, no emotion, and the void was so deep that no one could read it.

At this time, she still held a small incense burner in her hand, which was the last incense burner and the only one here that was still well preserved.

She held the incense burner, stepped on the rubble, and walked forward with blood marks one by one, and with each step, the ruins behind her disappeared little by little. The light smoke slowly rose from the incense burner, but the wisps of cigarette smoke were no longer those pure yang fragrances that were either noble, or quiet, or warm, or sweet.

This smell seems to contain all kinds of human beings, making people happy and joyful, but also painful and sad, making people more courageous and cowardly.

Her city, her world, from its creation to its destruction, reappeared in her mind as the incense mist rose. She analyzed everything that happened here scene by scene, touched every inch of land here, and listened to every laughter and wail of the people.

There are eight sufferings in life.

Birth, old age, sickness and death, love and parting, resentment for a long time, can't beg, can't let go.

There are four joys in life.

A long drought is a rainy day, a foreign country meets an old acquaintance, the cave house spends candle nights, and the gold list is inscribed.

There are still many helplessness in life.

The tree wants to be quiet but the wind does not stop, and the child wants to raise but does not wait.

There are also many small blessings in life.

He has achieved nothing in his life, but he has children and grandchildren.

Middle-aged widowed, but old with children and filial piety.

Born humble, but a life of peace and disaster-free.

There are more monstrous hatreds in life.

Everything pierces the heart, and every sentence cries blood.

……

The more she passed, the thicker the light smoke from the censer became, until a thick fog gathered in front of her, black and white, and gray of different shades. Her front and back became clean, and she no longer saw the ruins of the previous wall, and a pair of bare feet stepped on the bluestone slab that did not stain a trace of dust.

She didn't know when she burst into tears, looking at the gray fog with empty eyes, and after a while, she raised her hand, her palm opened, and the fog wrapped around her hand, and after a while, disappeared into her palm.

She held the empty incense burner in her hand, and tears rained down.

At this time, her face was almost muddy, her body was even more embarrassed than before, and the dirty blood on her bare feet had even turned black.

I don't know how long it took, and a faint mockery suddenly came from in front of her: "What's the use of you." ”

An Lan raised her eyes, and saw a woman who looked exactly like her walking in front of her, the other party's spotless clothes, soft black hair, and white face further reflected her at this time, looking like a ghost.

"She" finally appeared.

This evil thing that she brought in, gave life and consciousness to her, but eventually devoured her world, and across time and space, it could still be connected to her lifeline.

"She" is her, but she is not her.

An Lan didn't speak, not even a trace of surprise, she just looked at the other party in silence.

"No matter how clean you clean this place, you won't be able to rebuild this world, you will still lose these powers completely, and eventually you will become even inferior to ordinary people. The woman stopped three feet away from her, and said, "Actually, you are me, I am you, why do you resist me like this." Just surrender to me, and you will be able to rebuild this world in no time, and you will be stronger than before, so what's the difference. ”

An Lan finally spoke: "I only take me as the main thing. ”

"I'm afraid this is out of your mind. The other party smiled lightly, then raised his hand and pointed to the incense burner in An Lan's hand, "Now even this small incense burner, you can't protect it, so why bother talking big things." ”

As soon as these words fell, the incense burner in An Lan's hand cracked open and shattered into countless pieces, and her hand was also scratched, and the blood beads fell to the ground drop by drop, and after a while, the blood did not stop, and it converged into a spider web-like red line on the ground.

An Lan finally couldn't stand still and knelt on the ground, but she didn't care, she simply sat down, her body went back again, and then looked at the empty sky above her head, this world that was born because of her has been extinguished.

She will choose the best time to say her final goodbye.

……

When An Lan woke up, she saw Bai Yan with a worried expression on her face.

"You slept all day today. Bai Yan held her hand, felt that her palm was still a little warm, and said, "Tomorrow is the thirtieth day of the lunar month, what are you going to do?"

"Hmm. An Lan sat up from the bed, "Tell the world that there is no fragrance, and I will set the location of the challenge in the Tianshu Palace." ”

Bai Yan asked, "Is it really decided?"

An Lan nodded.

Bai Yan asked, "Are you...... Have you rebuilt the world of Fragrance?"

An Lan didn't answer, but said, "Let people prepare hot water, I want to bathe, and you can prepare some food for me." ”

Bai Yan looked at her for a moment, smiled lightly, raised his hand to brush away the hair that was attached to the side of her face, and then asked like a child, "What do you want to eat?"

An Lan thought for a while before she said, "White porridge, you can make a few side dishes at will, and you also need a bowl of wine-stuffed balls." ”

Bai Yan stood up: "Okay, you go to bathe first, and I'll prepare it for you." ”

Not long after Bai Yan entered the kitchen, Fuhai also followed into the kitchen, and said with a smile on his face: "Childe, let's come with me." ”

Bai Yan glanced at him: "You just look at the fire for me." ”

"Hey. Fuhai bent down, squatted next to the stove, added a few sticks of firewood to it, and then asked, "Childe, is Mr. An okay?"

Bai Yan smiled faintly, but shook his head.

Fuhai was puzzled, and asked tentatively, "It's okay?"

Bai Yan pinched out a beautiful lace for the bun and said, "She didn't tell me." ”

Fuhai was stunned for a long time before he said, "Mr. An, she ......"

It's true that even Childe is on guard!!

The porridge was boiling in the crockpot, the side dishes were ready, the wine-stuffed dumplings were hot in the pot, and the buns were also on the steamer, Bai Yan spoke again, and his tone was relaxed: "She's very good now." ”

Fuhai was even more puzzled, and said with a wry smile: "The old slave is really difficult to understand the deep meaning of the son. ”

Bai Yan wiped his hands, and then squatted beside the stove to roast the fire, the lines on his face looked extremely clear in the light of the fire, but not too angular.

"She's physical...... Uncomfortable, I take care of her as it should. Bai Yan said with a smile in his eyes, "But a person who is really in power, at this moment, really can't reveal all his hole cards. What's more, she has already made a decision in her heart, so saying more may be an extra surprise for her. ”

At the beginning, she let him enter the incense hall, and even granted him heavy power, which was an impulsive move driven by her feelings, and she was reckless and reckless.

In many cases, restraining oneself is the hardest thing in the world.

And the higher you stand, the more difficult this will be.

Constraints are not the same as elimination, but how to strike a balance between the two can only be explored by oneself.

……

At about the same time, there was no fragrance in the world, Situ Jing suddenly laughed, and the laughter even startled Li Daochang, who was waiting outside.

"What's going on?" Daochang Li couldn't help but stand up.

After a while, Chuan Wu walked over quickly: "Dao Chief, the high priest invites you to come over." ”

Daochang Li was puzzled in his heart, so he didn't ask much, so he followed in.