The few days that Yu Huang spent with the monk were just a moment in Zhong Lan's eyes. Pen, fun, pavilion www. biquge。 info

These don't care about waiting and killing time, the system directly pulls the timeline to a later date.

Zhong Lan, who is used to fast forwarding time, doesn't care.

She couldn't witness the germination and growth of this new love, but when she saw Yu Huang again, she finally saw tears on her face - although there was no difference.

Maybe it was a few times that Nirvana made her forget her memory, but it also taught her one thing: tears are useless.

Three years have passed since the end of the timeline.

Yu Huang is pestering and pestering, that is, not letting the monk go down the mountain, that is, not letting the monk go out, even if he is trapped in the bamboo house for the rest of his life, he will not be asked to leave her sight.

Yu Huang didn't notice Zhong Lan, who had disappeared for several years, and she was not abrupt when she suddenly appeared.

"Why do you still like this monk?" Zhong Lan asked.

"Why can't I like it?" Yu Huang retorted willfully.

"Why bother to ask for it when you know you can't get it?"

Yu Huang laughed loudly, and the phoenix pattern in the middle of his forehead flashed with a strange light. "Do it when you know you can't do it! I'm going to be disobedient! The more he doesn't love me, the more I want to force it! What can I do? ”

"But you still can't get it."

“…… I can wait. Yu Huang fell silent, "He's just a mortal, how many years can he live?" Even if I die, I will have him. ”

Zhong Lan shook his head, and wanted to say that you are not love, but obsession. But looking at Yu Huang, who was stubborn, and looking at the monk who was muttering scriptures in the back room, a strange smile suddenly appeared in his heart.

"It's off."

She silently told herself, and she was also telling the system.

"Gu Yunqi, you will definitely get away with it like this."

"System, I'm going straight to fifty years from now—to the day the monk dies." Zhong Lan said.

She was tired of watching this boring game, and the current situation could go well without her pushing, but she knew it would collapse, and she would never warn her.

Self-inflicted iniquity - do not live.

"Ding...... Time is loading, the plot is loading...... Please wait. ”

Yu Huang really waited as she said, the long wait was just a short moment in the long life of this little phoenix, but she felt that it was unprecedentedly long. Seeing that the monk was getting old, his hair was getting longer and longer, and gradually turned into a thick black hair draped behind him, and gradually the silver white hair replaced the ink color...... Yu Huang always played with the monk's silver hair before going to bed, watching the slender hair slide out of his hands like moonlight.

"Why don't you admit that you like me?" Yu Huang said softly.

"What are you struggling with? My little monk ......"

The monk's eyelashes did not flutter at all, and he looked like he was asleep.

Yu Huang had no choice but to look at the person on the bed with affection, and quietly walked out and covered the door.

At this time, the old monk slowly opened his eyes, and his deep black eyes seemed to carry thousands of years of starlight.

"If you can't get it, you can't give it up, you can't forget it, you can't get rid of it."

- "You have only one ending. ”

When the monk died, it was still a winter morning. There has never been snow on the mountain, but it is still cold. The wind howled outside, and the silence inside kept spreading.

Yu Huang stood at the door, looking fixedly at the monk who was gradually losing his breath on the bed.

He was old, gray-haired, and the girl at the door still looked the same as she had seen it at the beginning.

Yu Huang forcibly endured, endured the tears that kept rolling in his eyes, his fingers trembled, and tried to endure not to destroy the things under his hands. waited for the mood to calm down a little, then pressed the trembling voice and called: "Monk? ”

"Little monk...... you?"

“…… Fu Ying? ”

Unable to hold back the tears any longer, she rolled down from the corners of her eyes as soon as she brushed them, she hurried to the monk's bed, pushed her gradually cold body hard, and shouted loudly: "Monk! I won't let you sleep! You get up for me! I'm not going to let you sleep?! ”

The monk's face was pale, his hair was snow-white, and his lips were pale.

There is no place that is not white, and there is no place that is not cold.

Yu Huang felt cold just by touching it.

The little phoenix only felt that a string in her head suddenly broke, and she looked at the dead monk in a trance, and the push in her hand gradually lost its strength.

His eyes were blurred with tears.

She originally thought, as Zhong Lan thought, that she was just thinking about possession, thinking about a breath of anger, and a ruthlessness, and she would definitely get this monk.

But...... How could she wait until people were really cold, and she felt desolate in her heart.

It is as if all the grass planted in the spring has been burned and has no longer life.

"Monk, how can you abandon me?"

Suddenly, Yu Huang felt that it was better to die than herself, if it was herself who died, even if she couldn't get it until she died, she still had an obsession...... Obsessed with being able to have. But when only one survives, this obsession becomes a pain.

Can't get it. Can't get it. Can't get it.

"Why...... Would you rather die than be with me? Yu Huang wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes, and when she turned around, she saw Zhong Lan standing quietly at the door.

It turned out that this love was really sudden, and the person who had just accompanied him was here.

"I'm awake." Yu Huang said softly.

I woke up from a dream.

Zhong Lan understood and nodded to her to come over.

Yu Huang passed slowly, and in just a few moments, the tears in the corners of his eyes dried.

Zhong Lan raised her hand and froze in the air for a long time, before gently stroking Yu Huang's head and stroking her hair, Yu Huang squinted, like a well-behaved cat.

"Stop being willful." She instructed.

Yu Huang wanted to say something, but finally just nodded silently.

"Let's go back." Zhong Lan said suddenly.

Yu Huang was stunned, not understanding the meaning of her words. Following her words, I looked back, but saw a bright golden light coming out of the monk's corpse.

"This is ......," Yu Huang opened his mouth.

"Buddha light." Zhong Lan said softly.

Attracted the surprise of the little phoenix.

"Your way is your encounter and fate, but it's just a game." Zhong Lan's fingers gently stroked Yu Huang's long hair, as if to soothe.

The golden light in front of him became more and more dazzling, and finally a golden lotus appeared above the corpse, and in the center of the golden lotus sat a solemn man with his eyes closed. With his hands clasped together, his face is handsome. Isn't that the monk who just died?

"Buddha ......," Yu Huang said in a trembling voice. Is this a practice of Buddhism? Oh yes, he's a Buddha cultivator......"

Zhong Lan shook his head slightly.

When the golden light gradually dissipated, she explained: "I later went down the mountain and asked carefully why this monk was kicked out of the temple and why he was lame. ”

Yu Huang listened in a daze, and the uneasiness in his heart expanded more and more.

"After going down the mountain and asking around, coupled with the visit, I realized that this monk was indeed evil, his parents died when he was born, and he attracted demons and slaughtered the whole village, and he was the only one who survived. The presiding officer of the temple saw that he was pitiful and carried him back to the temple, but he didn't expect strange things to happen. Not only does his evil bring death to others, but more importantly, the presiding officer finds out before he gets him out...... It was ...... who really killed his family and the villagers He. ”