"Hmm. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ”

"Then where did you send the rabbit you asked me to go to Zhuang Shan's house?"

"It's for her. ”

"Who?"

"Jiang Yibai's mother who just passed away. ”

"No wonder, this obsession list only marks the task, and there is no reward for completing it. ”

"Yes. ”

"What, where, why didn't you see it?"

"All obsessions are done with all their might. ”

"You mean?" said Li's eyes widened.

"She has returned to Artemisia Lethe. ”

In the Artemisia Lethe, the final destination of all the souls and spirits that are scattered. All things will be annihilated, and all things will be born again. It is the final place of death and the original origin of all souls.

For the obsession that she refused to forget, she worked all her life, but she missed a single step.

Over the years, every day when her daughter disappeared, no matter where she was, Jiang Yibai's mother would always go back to the original house to take a look.

She always had unrealistic fantasies that her daughter would come back the day she left home many years ago.

Unexpectedly, this time, on the way to continue the search, he encountered a car accident. The bus was ablaze, and none of the more than 40 passengers was spared.

However, her obsession made her forget the news that she had died, and continued to embark on the journey to find her daughter.

Until that day, a soft female voice sounded in my ears.

"It's time. Let's go to Suicheng. You're about to meet your daughter. ”

A faint blue glow melted into her body as the sound dissipated, making her sun-softened and somewhat drowsy head a little lighter.

Then, she came out of the shade of the tree and went in the opposite direction in the sun.

"Twitter-"

Ah Shui, who was sleeping peacefully in the Crystal Palace, suddenly crawled out and chattered non-stop at the windowsill.

Ah Li and I turned around when we heard the sound, and with the appearance of a withered branch arm, a faint sweet fragrance spread.

On the white palm of the tree's branches, a small golden osmanthus flower is held, glowing with a misty light.

"Thanks—"

The little bones tangled in the branches looked at us, and although no sound came out, it did not prevent us from reading its meaning.

An undefeated flower with a fragrant fragrance, this is the most precious reward she can give.

As the golden osmanthus slowly floated, the coiled branches and woody flowers on the little skeleton slowly faded, and inch by inch of flesh and blood slowly and rapidly grew from her white little bones, and in a short time, she turned into a lovely little girl with an ethereal figure.

Looking at the burning gaze that seemed to reach people's hearts, three words suddenly appeared in my mind: Jiang Yibai.

"I'm leaving, thank you for helping me stop Xiaoshan. ”

As the voice dissipated, Jiang Yibai's figure slowly became transparent.

After many years, Jiang Yibai suddenly remembered that uneasy afternoon many years ago.

At the window, the familiar thin man knocked on the window, raised an unnatural smile and asked her, "Yibai, is your fat aunt home?"

Jiang Yibai showed half a small face behind the windowsill and nodded.

She didn't take it to heart, and fell asleep when she was tired from playing in bed.

She vaguely thought that she would go to Xiao Shan's place every few days to bring Xiao Ash back. The painting in the sugar box seems to be in Ash's body......

The past was like smoke, and Jiang Yibai suddenly showed a relieved smile at the moment of disappearing.

The golden osmanthus closed its petals and turned into a small bud like a bean sprout.

Ah Shui saw the small bud and jumped up and down happily.

"Twitter-"

"Twitter-"

A faint echo and voice suddenly sounded, and Ah Li and I glanced at each other and suddenly realized.

No wonder Jiang Yibai turned into dry bones and had branches and wood flowers wrapped around his body, so it was.

"From now on, you will be called Ash. I looked at the sprout-like buds and suggested.

"Chirp-" was a faint echo.

"The vitality is badly damaged, and you have to take care of it for hundreds of years. Ah Li sighed and came to a conclusion.

At the beginning of Hongmeng, everything has a spirit. However, since the stability of the Three Realms, all walks of life have been isolated by the boundary membrane and the law, and the aura of the mortal world has become thinner and thinner, and it is no longer possible to give birth to animistic objects.

But in the past 10,000 years, there have always been one or two eclectic people who break through the chaos, turn into a wisp of spiritual consciousness, and finally become an independent mortal spirit.

For example, many years ago, the lake in the Aye Mountains.

Another example is the unsightly wooden tree in the courtyard.

The newborn wood spirit and the small skeleton are companions.

Decades have passed like water.

Its companionship dissolved the resentment of her unfortunate death, and the little spiritual consciousness she had hazy birth from it gradually became clear under the nourishment of various emotions.

She didn't know it existed.

It's like years ago, when it burrowed into a gray furry rabbit out of curiosity and muttered to itself looking at her through a red eye.

It has been unable to speak.

This was true more than 30 years ago, and it will be true more than 30 years later.

Despite all these years, it has been by her side.

The person who was accompanied, but he didn't know it.

All she knew was that many years ago, she had stumbled upon a magical tree flower that had been blooming undefeated, and since then, she has been able to get out of the dark soil and understand the whispers of the tree.

In order to stop her best friend from doing something wrong, she chooses to give this adventure away, and then catch up with her mother, whom she hasn't seen for years, and let everything return to dust.

The air was filled with a rich sweet fragrance, and the remnants of the day's light were soon separated by the slowly closing door.

With the completion of the last order, the parting finally returned to the same leisurely state as before.

The sun was shining in the sky, and I hung the little ash on the high branch on the west side of half of the big locust tree, and I dragged out my usual chaise longue to bask in the sun on the side of the small branch of the big locust tree.

The jagged and sparse shadows of the trees fell to the ground, cutting a large expanse of bright sunlight. The slightly waving aroma made the fairy relax.

"Twitter-"

Ah Shui saw the little ash swinging on the branches from a distance, angrily crossing the waist of the piece of paper, expressing dissatisfaction and accusation against my hot hand destroying the soul.

"Chirp Chirp Chirp-" Before I could react, the little group lying on the side jumped up, squinted, stared at Ah Shui on the ground, and waved its furry wings to quarrel with it.

So, next, the focus of the war changed from the accusation and counter-accusation against a bad old god to the spirit pet war that was often staged when life was separated.

It was night, and under the big locust tree at the door, a large number of different immortals came.

I stretched out my hand, and a small cyan bamboo boat flew out of my palm, slowly growing larger, and in a short time, it turned into a bamboo boat that could accommodate more than a dozen people.

A peach tree was born at the door of the bamboo boat, pink and white flowers bloomed on the branches, and a palace lamp covered with light veil hung under the tree in the distance, illuminating the road ahead.

"Bah, this is not the legendary wishful boat. "The speaker is the Yama Lord Hall Guardian General Dynasty who is in the circle of fat melon seeds and fairy friends every day.

"Definitely. Ma Han, who was also a purchasing agent and the general of the main hall of Yama, looked around the bamboo boat and echoed.

"Speaking of this wishful boat, I have heard some secrets. Ah Li stood under the peach tree, glanced at me leisurely and then spoke, "It's a long way, it's better to tell everyone about it, and the right to relieve your boredom." ”

All the immortal friends agreed very much, and sat under the peach tree and listened to Ah Li come together.