The edge of the dust is not broken. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

This is the old man's evaluation of Ning Meng.

There will always be times in life when people want to escape, some people choose to hide in the fairy world, and some people choose to hide in the second dimension. However, just like the Peach Blossom Spring, just like the story of the same gods, in the end, they will all return to the world.

At this moment, the old man is in the mountains, watching a young girl return to the world, back to her normal life trajectory.

However, at this moment, a woman went up the mountain again.

It was the kindergarten teacher who had told Ning Meng the story.

Holding a box in her hand, she walked past Ning Meng's side, and then looked at the old man.

In her eyes, the look was very complicated, there was regret and even hatred, and in the end, only a deep sadness remained.

The old man hadn't opened his mouth yet, but he saw the box in her hand.

It was an urn.

He was stunned for a moment, then thought carefully.

The woman came to him, and he saw the last photo on the urn, which was a gentle and smiling old woman.

Seeing this photo, the dusty memories slowly flowed out of the old man's mind.

He remembered who it was.

He thought deeply about the woman and asked, "Are you her daughter?" ”

The woman shook her head and said, "The head of the garden, she has never been married in her life. ”

The woman handed the urn into the old man's hand and continued: "The other day, when she died, I hope I can bring her ashes to you. ”

The old man took the urn tremblingly, feeling that the memories that had been ignored seemed to come to his heart at this moment.

It was a girl who looked like a peach blossom, but unfortunately he never noticed. At that time, he had promised her that when the peach blossoms were in full bloom, he would definitely go back to her.

But for him, it was only words of comfort to the girl, who, in his opinion, was good and would soon forget about him, and then he would meet a man who was much better than him, and then a happy family would be formed.

She likes children very much, and she will definitely give birth to cute children with those who like her, and enjoy family fun.

He picked up the urn, and for a moment, he felt very dazed.

If he can become an immortal only after breaking the dust relationship, then at this moment, after decades of separation from the world, his last trace of dust in this world has finally been broken.

But at this moment, he finally felt that it was cold on this mountain.

Lonely!

"Are you alright?"

Ning Meng, who apprenticed with the old man and was also an apprentice of the old man, couldn't help but ask out loud when she saw the old man like this.

The old man just shook his head.

He looked at the sky, and there were birds in the sky.

There seems to be a fairy world there.

People always have a desire to fly, to fly freely like a bird in the sky.

"I thought I was a bird, but I found out later that I was a kite."

"I thought I could fly, but I realized that the reason why kites can fly is not because of the wind, but because of the string."

"When the string breaks, the kite can't fly anymore."

He held the box and walked slowly into the distance.

"Last year, I was in the mountains today."

"The peach blossoms on the human face are red."

"Peach blossoms don't know where to go."

"The face is still smiling."

When Ning Meng heard it, she said with some confusion: "Wrong." She was about to say that the old man had misremembered the poem.

The old man said, "Is it wrong? yes, I was wrong. ”

As he spoke, he had gone farther and farther, only the mountain breeze was blowing, and the peach blossoms were colorful. It is said that the face of the person has gone, and the peach blossom spring breeze. However, decades have passed, and people are still here, and the peach blossoms, the peach blossoms that flew this year, are they still the petals that flew last year?

The woman turned her head, looked at Ning Meng, and said, "Okay, let's go down the mountain with me." ”

"Are you here for him?" Ning Meng followed the woman down the mountain and asked curiously.

"Yes, it was Jinghua who told me his specific location and asked me to follow you."

Ning Meng was suddenly very surprised: "Jinghua knows about him? ”

"Probably so."

"Then she should know my ...... too" Ning Meng suddenly had a feeling that she had been caught skipping class, and even the pace of going down the mountain was much slower, and she thought in her heart what kind of reason she should use to face Jinghua.

After descending the mountain, she saw Jinghua standing at the foot of the mountain, and she couldn't help but panic.

Jinghua just said softly: "Back? Then get ready to get started. ”

Ning Meng was a little apprehensive, leaned over and asked, "Have you been waiting for me?" ”

"If you have time, it's good to have a little fun, and there's no need to be in such a hurry." Jinghua said.

"How did you know he was on the mountain?"

"Of course it's asking others, he's not really an immortal who sucks wind and drinks, of course there must be communication, I chat with the people of the Taoist temple, and I know where he is."

"And what's going on with that grandma?" Ning Meng asked curiously.

"Grandma Peach? She is the principal of a kindergarten, and her aunt is a former student of hers. ”

"Is that the story what happened when she was young?"

"yes."

Jinghua nodded.

At this time, several other people also appeared.

"You've had enough of playing now, we've been waiting for you for days, and now we're ready, and there's no time for you to rest!" Nan Shuiyue said.

"Have you found a place?"

"Of course I've found it, don't forget, Ellie and I also went up the mountain, and we found the place where we filmed." Xia Fengyao said proudly.

Ning Meng, who felt that she didn't help, was even more ashamed.

Jinghua touched her head and said, "I'm going to work hard for you next." ”

"Why are you helping me?" Ning Meng asked suspiciously.

She knew that she was not the kind of child who was satisfied, and her parents used to disbelieve her, thinking that she would only embarrass them. Only Jinghua not only helped her, but also believed in her and gave her a chance.

This kind of trust is the last thing she can give up.

Facing Ning Meng's words, Jinghua said, "Do you remember the story of A Chinese Ghost Story? ”

"I don't want to listen to the love story between Ning Caichen and Nie Xiaoqian."

"Then let me ask you, why do you think Yan Chixia wants to help Ning Caichen?" Jinghua said, "I think maybe every Yan Chixia has had Ning Caichen's experience." Maybe Ning Caichen will also become Yan Chixia one day. ”

Ye Ye said on the side: "Maybe there is no Yan Chixia in the world, only a desperate Ning Caichen, who fantasizes that a Yan Chixia will come to save him." ”

Jinghua said instead: "Then maybe there is only one Yan Chixia in the world, and a past of Ning Caichen, who he can't look back on." ”

Night and night suddenly approached, and the voice seemed to have a different kind of temptation.

"Then are you Ning Caichen or Yan Chixia?"

In an instant, Quan Jinghua felt that the person who appeared in her eyes was not Ye Ye, but Nie Xiaoqian in Lanruo Temple.

If you are Nie Xiaoqian, do you like Ning Caichen or Yan Chixia?

In Jinghua's heart, this idea came to mind, but she couldn't think of an answer.