This is a very old mansion, the two stone lions at the door are even more dilapidated, their bodies are full of dust, and their fierce eyes can no longer be seen, only a general outline can be seen. Pen × fun × Pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 ｉｎｆｏ

When you look up, you can see a tall plaque engraved with the three words "White Bird Park", but these three words are written crookedly, like a beginner like a child who does not know the rules of the pen.

Below the plaque is naturally the gate of the house.

The door was wooden, but it seemed to have not been opened for many years, and some cobwebs were scattered on it, and at a glance, Qi Le was filled with desolation.

Such a place, at first glance, is the mansion of the criminal minister who was raided by the royal family and sealed the mansion in the kind of story.

Is there something going on in this white bird park?

Qi Le did not forget what he promised Han Jiangyuan in the bone boat on the Kongming Sea.

At that time, if it weren't for Han Jiangyuan, it would be impossible for Qi Le to step out of that bone path, let alone get the Blue Sky Vine to successfully break through to the third-grade spirit sculptor.

This is a kindness, and Qi Le must repay it.

But after so many years, will the person Han Jiangyuan want to see still here?

After all, no matter how you look at the scene in front of you, it doesn't look like a person.

With the idea of giving it a try, Qi Le stood in front of the mansion, cleaned up the cobwebs in front of him, and knocked on the door.

"Anyone?"

Countless dust fell along with Qi Le's voice, and it seemed that this place had indeed not been pushed away for many years.

There was no response inside.

Qi Le knocked again.

Still no response.

It has been three thousand years since Han Jiangyuan stepped into the Sixth Weak Water River, so many years have passed, personnel have changed, and the past has long passed generation after generation, and in this huge Chang'an City, personnel have long been reincarnated countless times. The people of that year, the things of that year, are estimated to have long since dissipated in the years with time.

Qi Le shook his head, and secretly said that Han Jiangyuan explained his own affairs, and it was estimated that it would not be finished.

Even if the person he was looking for was still here, would he be able to withstand the erosion of 3,000 years? Could it have been buried in the years a long time ago?

Opening the Qiankun bag, Qi Le took out the jade bracelet handed over to him by Han Jiangyuan, and said softly: "This look is the confidante of the predecessors, but it is a pity that since ancient times, beauties have been like famous generals, and they are not allowed to see white heads in the world...... It probably won't see its master. ”

Sighing lightly, Qi Le was about to put away the jade bracelet.

The door that had been sealed for countless years suddenly creaked and opened.

"I haven't had a guest in years...... Come in. ”

It was a female voice, a very old female voice.

Qi Le was shocked, there were still living people inside?!

His heart was pounding, Qi Le held the jade bracelet tightly and stepped into it with courage.

Crunch.

The door then shut, as if the two worlds were being separated.

"Please follow the trail."

There was no light in front of him, and by the starlight, Qi Le found that there was a large compound in front of him, which was very large, with green grass, and only a path that meandered into the depths, and at the end was a bamboo house, surrounded by more than a dozen green bamboos, and nothing else.

This is the Aviary? It's a little too desolate.

Along the path, Qi Le's ankles were gently rubbed against the grass. In a moment, Qi Le came to the end, and an old woman in her last years stood at the end.

"It turned out to be a young son, please." The old woman leaned over and led the way for Qi Le.

Qi Le followed behind her, turned a corner, and stood in front of the bamboo house.

"There have been no guests for many years, but the little boy is invited." The old woman pointed to the bamboo house, but had no intention of going inside.

Qi Le knew that this old woman should just be a servant, nodded and stepped onto the steps.

It's a stark contrast to the outside world, and it's been spotlessly cleaned.

Qi Le took a few steps and stepped into the brightness.

The house is big but the furnishings are simple.

A table, a piano.

A white-clothed beauty sat behind the piano, her face was very beautiful, and her eyes fell on the jade bracelet in Qi Le's hand.

Qi Le took a step forward and said solemnly: "Entrusted by a senior, I hereby send this thing and ask the senior to accept it." ”

The woman didn't mean to move, and gently stroked the piano with one hand, and a string of rapid piano sounds sounded. After a while, the woman said in person, "Where is he?" ”

He, naturally, is Han Jiangyuan.

"The juniors don't know where the seniors are at the moment." Qi Le shook his head, still holding the jade bracelet in both hands.

When the woman heard this, her eyebrows immediately frowned, and she said sharply: "If he doesn't come, I won't ask for this bracelet." ”

"It's not that the seniors won't come, but the seniors can't come!" Qi Le hurriedly explained to Han Jiangyuan.

"Is he dead?" The woman said coldly.

"No, the seniors are not dead...... But he was trapped in ......," Qi Le told Han Jiangyuan about being trapped in the bone boat.

The woman's frowning brows finally relaxed a little, but her voice was still slightly cold, and she said, "You deserve it!" ”

As he spoke, he stroked the piano by himself, as if he had forgotten the existence of Qi Le.

The sound of the piano was pleasant, very cheerful, Qi Le listened attentively, and knew that the beautiful senior in front of him should be very happy at the moment.

"Childe, let's have a cup of tea." The old woman walked in and served Qi Le a cup of tea, and Qi Le saw tears in the corners of her eyes.

She wiped it and said, "I haven't seen Miss so happy in many years." ”

Qi Le picked up the tea and took a sip, his mouth overflowing. From this point of view, Han Jiangyuan's status in the heart of this senior is not low.

Thinking of Han Jiangyuan's forced crossing of the Sixth Weak Water River three thousand years ago and disappearing, Qi Le couldn't help but make up a bloody romance drama in his heart.

After Qi Le drank two cups of tea, the sound of the piano stopped.

The woman beckoned gently, took the jade bracelet from Qi Le's hand, and rubbed it gently, her eyes became blurred, as if she had fallen into a deep memory.

The jade bracelet has been delivered to the person who should be delivered, and Qi Le is also ready to leave.

"Wait. Little brother, what's your name? The woman asked softly as she put down her bracelet, her expression softening a lot.

"Qi Le."

"That bone ship is on the empty sea?"

"The juniors are not sure. After the inheritance was obtained by Nalian City, the bone ship disappeared, and its whereabouts ...... There are no traces at all. ”

"Anyway, I still want to thank the little brother." The woman had an extra jade plaque in her hand and threw it to Qi Le, with a beautiful and chic show engraved on it, and the woman continued, "I haven't shown up in Chang'an City for many years, I don't know if I still remember me, if you encounter any trouble, it may be able to help you escape." ”

"Thank you, senior."

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Tang Palace.

Li Er stood in deep darkness, and behind him was a eunuch with his head bowed.

"So, Qi Le stepped into the Bird Park?"

"Back to Your Majesty, the little one saw with his own eyes that the door of the Bird Park, which had been closed for a thousand years, was really opened."

"Li Anran, Li Anran...... The ...... that can make your heart that has been dead for many years wake up again It's just him, Han Jiangyuan......" Li Er muttered to himself, but his expression was extremely hideous, "My good sister, how many years have you been...... Why can't you forget him? ”

Li Er's voice drifted lightly, and the stars in the sky were like black and white chess pieces scattered on the chessboard, under the entanglement of warp and weft, the chess game of fate rotated in it, and the Gu Cang Divine Sword was still quietly suspended in the air, overlooking the vicissitudes of the world.