I vaguely remember that the relics pagoda of Master Yuantong was in front of him, his hands were folded in front of his chest, and after bowing respectfully, Xiao Yiran stood quietly in front of the tower, and prayed silently in his heart:

"Master, disciple Xiao Yiran came to pay a visit. I don't know where the soul of Zheng Xinxin, who was taken in by the master back then, is now? ”

The stars twinkled in the sky, and the faint sound of wind came from the woods around Tallinn, Xiao Yiran waited for a long time, but he didn't get the answer he wanted. Not only was I stunned, but a feeling of loneliness hit my heart.

In addition to the life when he was in college, his parents were both complete, and there were many classmates and friends, and in the ancient era, although he racked his brains to establish Xiao Guo, in addition to his second daughter, only Xiao An was still a friend. As for the twenty-four people who are both guards and their own men, strictly speaking, they are not their real relatives and friends. In the Northern Song Dynasty for more than ten years, the only one who can be regarded as a friend is Lin Chen, who is his parents and Mr. Kou Xiang. Zheng Xinxin is barely regarded as someone other than Lin Chen, another person who is both a friend and a relative. After all, Zheng Xinxin has been with her for several years, and there is almost nothing to say between the two.

What about this life? Xiao Yiran thought about it carefully, and it seemed that there were no two real friends in this life. If you want to say it reluctantly, it can only be the two girls Qingwen and Musk Yue.

"Are you destined to be lonely?"

Just when Xiao Yiran felt empty and infinitely desolate in his heart, a voice suddenly ethereal, and very clear:

"Idiot, idiot. Gathering and dispersing is a common thing in the world, and every qiē is a passing cloud, and there is no need to be only heaven and earth, so why be sad about it. You are her, she is you, gathering and scattering, dividing and merging. ”

In the lonely night, the sudden sound did not make Xiao Yiran feel panic and fear, but made Xiao Yiran feel very cordial and familiar. The voice seemed far away, as if it were in my ears. Xiao Yiran couldn't help but ask softly:

"Who are you?"

I asked several times, but there was no sound. Xiao Yiran could hear that this was a very nice woman's voice. Will it be a Xuan Maiden? Xiao Yiran shook his head, not like the voice of the Xuan Maiden. Besides, if the Xuannu Niangniang had something to say to herself, it shouldn't be like this, after all, the two have crossed paths many times, and they have talked to each other.

"Why do you say, 'You are her, and she is you'? Is there any relationship between me and Zheng Xinxin? ”

Since the last time he met Xuannu Niangniang in the Xuannu Niangniang Temple in Huashan, and learned from Niangniang that he was from Nuwa Niangniang's side, Xiao Yiran will inevitably consider the people and things he has encountered towards the word "origin".

Xiao Yiran stood in Tallinn for a while, heard the sound of beating from the temple, and knew that it was late at night, so he didn't delay anymore, and instantly returned to the inn in Xinzhou City. Seeing that his body was still asleep, he sat down in front of his bed and considered the meaning of those words.

"Gathering and scattering are impermanent, and every qiē is a passing cloud. It's not that I don't understand this truth, it's just that in life, it is impossible not to have seven emotions and six desires. Who can really see through the convergence and dispersion? ”

Xiao Yiran knew that he couldn't do it, at least not now.

Xiao Yiran turned his head to look at the sleeping body, and thought in his heart that since he condensed the clone, the body also has the ability to act and think, as if he was already two identical Xiao Yiran. However, there was never an exchange between the two. Xiao Yiran looked at it, and suddenly found that the physical body was dreaming, and the dream of the physical body was like an immersive one.

I saw a beautiful valley with gurgling streams and flowers everywhere. On the bank near the stream, a tall poplar tree grows, its huge, luxuriant canopy swaying slightly in the breeze, making a clattering sound, as if welcoming itself. There are also two small flowers, one red and one blue, under the tree, which also shake the flowers slightly, smiling and nodding at themselves very humanely.

Xiao Yiran felt that this place was very familiar to him, and every grass and tree seemed to have been seen before. I couldn't help but raise my feet and step in, but when my footsteps just touched the light above the valley, the scene in front of me was shattered little by little, and it was exactly the same as the scene I encountered in the room of Yanshan Mansion in the ninth year of Taiping Rejuvenation in the Northern Song Dynasty.

When the valley, including one of them, disappeared, what appeared in front of Xiao Yiran's eyes was already the image of the room in the inn. Xiao Yiran knew that he had woken up from a dream, so he turned over and sat up. I don't know when, the two bodies have long since become one.

"It seems that I have dreamed it once in the dream just now. The valley, the flowers, the small stream, and the poplar tree by the stream, two small flowers under the poplar tree. ”

Xiao Yiran sat alone until dawn, and before Qingwen and Musk Yue came to wait, he was already grooming.

"Miss, it's so early."

"yes, I woke up before dawn today."

"Miss, what's next?"

"Let's go back."

"Where will it be, Beiping?"

"I won't be in Beiping, just return to Yingtianfu."

"Then don't you have to tell Steward Cui and Mr. Chu in Beiping Mansion?"

"Go back and ask Julian, and if he's willing to go back, let him bring a message."

After Qingwen and Musk Yue washed up, one went to prepare breakfast, and the other went to ask Julian. After a while, Julian walked in, bowed to Xiao Yiran, and said:

"Miss, before the villain went out, Steward Cui instructed him, and he obeyed Miss's arrangement."

"In that case, after breakfast, let's respond directly to Tianfu. When it is time to merge the state, just write a letter to Steward Cui and say it. ”

"Yes, miss."

Since he was sure in his heart, after breakfast, Xiao Yiran took Qingwen and Musk Yue to sit in the carriage, and Julian drove away, leaving Xinzhou and heading towards the state capital.

It's not the same way you came. When I came, I went all the way to the northwest from Beiping, and went back directly to the south, passing through Bingzhou, along the eastern foot of Taihang Mountain, and going straight down from Jizhou. This is the most convenient road to respond to Tianfu, but it can't go to Beiping and Baodingfu.

After arriving in Bingzhou, after staying overnight, Xiao Yiran wrote a letter to Steward Cui and Mr. Chu in Beiping, asking Julian to send it when he turned around and passed by the post station.

The four of them ran around for a month, and finally on the evening of April 11, they rushed back to Yiran's residence outside Tianfu City. As soon as he entered the door, he saw that Sun Cong wanted to turn back to the painting boat, and suddenly saw Xiao Yiran and his party coming back in a carriage, Sun Cong hurriedly stepped forward to salute.

"Miss is back, why didn't you notify me in advance?"

"Is Yiranju a qiē okay?"

"It's all right, don't worry, Miss."

"Sun Gongzi will go back first, and I'll talk about it another day if I have something to say."

"Yes, miss."

After a long journey, Xiao Yiran was not tired, but Qingwen and Musk Yue couldn't stand it. Let's take a two-day break first.