Chapter 129: Waiting on the Bridge for a Thousand Years
On that day, he stood under the peach tree, dressed in a pale red robe like a peach, his robe was untied, and it fluttered gently with the wind, but he still had the same face that he had seen in the sky, but there was something different.
Even the corners of his eyebrows and eyes were dyed with a smile like a spring peach, standing under this peach tree, looking at Chekong with a smile, and nodding slightly at him, "Thank you for saving your life." ”
Seeing that he didn't seem to care about what happened before, Chekong breathed a sigh of relief, saving the possibility of being questioned by him. Chekong smiled warmly, "You have been reborn, but you still have to live on this peach tree. If you are in cultivation, you can also become an immortal. ”
Chekong looked at the man in front of him, thought for a moment and said, "Do you want to think of a new name?" Now that you're a demon, it's time to change your name. ”
The smile in Tao Yao's eyes remained unchanged, and she pursed her lips and smiled, "Let's ask Brother Tai to help you get one." ”
Chekong was stunned, just at this time, a gust of wind, the peach petals on the branches were blown off, bringing a burst of floral fragrance, Chekong looked at the man standing under the peach tree, and suddenly had an idea, he smiled slightly, "It's called Taoyao, okay?" ”
"Taoyao?" The man lowered his head and thought for a while, gladly accepted the name, and the smile on his face suddenly bloomed, From today onwards, my name will be Taoyao. “
Che Kong smiled back. Flee and scorch.
After Chekong finished speaking, he turned around, with a hint of helplessness and connivance in his eyes, and a light smile on his lips, "The only thing to be thankful for is that his temperament has changed greatly, if it is according to his previous temperament, I may not be able to deal with it, he used to be very rigid." ”
After listening to such a long story, Yuehua didn't know what to say. After a long time, she said, "Then he, is this why he can't survive the catastrophe?" Because of the love robbery? ”
Chekong nodded, "Maybe, in fact, I don't know very well, after all, it's an old thing, Tao Yao is like a different person later, and he doesn't say a word about the past, so it's hard for me to ask." ”
Yuehua rolled her eyes and jumped out of the story to find that something was wrong. "Did the woman finally fall in love with Taoyao? Otherwise, how could she become Taoyao's love disaster? ”
Chekong pondered. "It should be, otherwise I can't find a reason why he can't ascend. Tao Yao has been protecting this city since his mana has increased day by day, and he has never done anything bad. The cultivation has not been left behind. If you can't ascend. There must be some reason. ”
Even so, that woman is just a mortal, even if she is obsessed with Taoyao. should have dispersed with drinking Meng Po soup, how could it become Taoyao's catastrophe? ”
Che Kong's face became serious when he heard this, "This is what I'm worried about, I suspect that the woman is still alive for some reason." And Tao Yao's disappearance this time is probably related to the woman. ”
Yuehua stood under the peach tree and walked around the peach tree, unable to see anything except the falling flowers all over the ground.
They guessed correctly, Ning Chu was indeed still in this world, but she had already transformed into another life form.
Since that day, Ning Chu watched Nian Yan disappear in front of him, and for the first time knew what regret was. But no matter how much she wished that time could be turned back, at the end of the day, she was still the only one left to watch her anger disappear.
Ning Chu's whole person seemed to have lost his soul and lost his soul all day long.
After a long time, when she saw the robe that was stored in her again, she finally realized that she had only loved that little Taoist priest from the beginning to the end.
But it was already too late, and Ning Chu would unconsciously burst into tears as soon as he remembered that day and what he said to her when he hung the amulet around her neck.
She always remembered what she had said at the beginning, and it was precisely because of this that even if she missed it, she was still helpless.
Eventually, she thought about death. If you die, you will be reincarnated, and in the next life, even if you can meet that person, you shouldn't remember that person. That way it won't bother him.
In Ning Chu's world, she always thought that Nian Yan was still alive, and even if she died, she could be reincarnated. Or perhaps, because she didn't want to believe that she couldn't come back, and his existence was completely wiped out.
Ning Chu didn't believe it, and he didn't want to believe it.
When she really reached the underworld, but she hesitated, if she drank Meng Po Tang Lichuan water like this, and Nian Yan didn't die, wouldn't she be able to remember him again?
Ning Chu was not afraid that she would not be able to be with him, and she had long since lost this qualification. What she fears is that she can't even greedily occupy a memory alone.
She was reluctant to give up this memory, even though she knew that her anger had been gone, and no one in the world had the soul of a little Taoist priest.
Ning Chu wandered all the way to the Lechuan River, and there were wandering spirits in front of and behind her who were the same as her, with blank eyes, just waiting to drink the Lethe water and forget the past, and then reincarnate into the next reincarnation.
In a trance, a porcelain bowl was handed to her, and Ning Chu followed the palm of the bowl to see its owner, Meng Po.
In fact, she is a very spiritual grandmother, Ning Chu thought, she suddenly asked out loud, "Is there any way to not forget your past life?" ”
Meng Po lightly put down the hand holding the bowl, as if she was dealing with countless wandering spirits who had asked like her, and her tone was sparse and ordinary, "As you can see, no one can walk across the Nai He Bridge with memory. ”
Meng Po looked at Ning Chu's godless eyes and said word by word, "There are no special exceptions in the underworld. ”
Ning Chu heard these words and became silent, and just when she felt hopeless, Meng Po suddenly spoke, "Look at the person on the other side of the river." ”
Ning Chu raised his eyes to look at the other side in a half haze, and sure enough, he saw a man in a white robe, waiting on the other side, he stared at the people who kept walking across the bridge without moving, and the look in his eyes was very nervous.
"Is he?"
Meng Po also looked over with her gaze, "I said that there are no exceptions in the underworld, but there are wandering spirits in the underworld. He's the biggest exception the underworld has ever opened. ”
Ning Chu looked at the man carefully, he felt that he should be a scholar, with delicate eyebrows, and slightly shy, and most importantly, Ning Chu could see that his eyes were full of expectation.
He had already crossed the bridge, and it was a look that a person who drank Meng Po soup should not have. "Didn't he drink the Meng Po soup?"
Meng Po bowed slightly, "Three hundred years ago, that scholar came here, he said that he would not drink the water of Lethe, the rules of the underworld, you must not be reincarnated with memories, this matter finally alarmed the Hades, and the Hades King was also affectionate when he saw him, and he gave him a rare privilege." ”
"He can stay here with his memory for 500 years, and within these 500 years, if once his sweetheart can remember him after crossing the bridge, let him and his sweetheart continue to have a relationship."
Ning Chu had hope in her heart again, and she looked at Meng Po expectantly, "What is it now?" Did he see the woman? ”
Meng Po glanced at her meaningfully, "Now it's the third time, a full three hundred years."
Each time, he looked at the woman, walked past him, called her name, told the story between them, and the woman looked at the stranger with a bewildered expression on her face, and finally passed by with a blank face. ”
"It's the same this time, the man's chance is only one last time." (To be continued.) )