"Gu Shan, what is the dream of heaven that the man just said?" After quietly leaving, I looked at Gu Shan and asked with a little confusion.

Hearing this, Gu Shan frowned imperceptibly. I couldn't help but feel a little worried.

Gu Shan spoke, and his voice slowly explained: "The Heavenly Machine Dream was originally created by Feng Yi to predict the bond between Ta Ge and her, but"

The heart was shocked, Feng Yi created! But after thinking about it, I felt that something was wrong, since it was something created by Feng Yi, why did it have anything to do with the little demon in the mortal world?

As if he knew the doubts in my heart, Gu Shan smiled faintly and said, "I don't know why Tianji Dream is in the dust, don't worry, let's take a look." ”

Nodding, I looked at Gushan and asked, "Can that machine dream really predict the bond between the two?" ”

After thinking for a while, Gu Shan nodded, his face was a little solemn, and said, "Nature is useful." ”

I couldn't help but wonder, I looked at Gu Shan and continued to ask: "Since it is useful, then what did you just say?" After a pause, I opened my mouth again and guessed, "Could it be that there is something bad about this heavenly machine dream?" ”

Hearing this, Gu Shan looked at me for a long time, and finally turned into a sigh and said, "Every time you use the Heavenly Machine Dream, it will consume half of the essence blood and longevity of the opener. ”

My eyes widened, and I looked at Gu Shan in disbelief: "You mean that the man gave up half of his essence blood and longevity in order to let the woman see the future clearly?" ”

Sighing softly, Gu Shan looked at me and nodded very lightly.

If all the wounds can be healed. If all sincerity can be exchanged for sincerity. If, all beliefs can be maintained. If, all emotions can be perfect. If you can still meet in a certain city.

It should be nice, but it's really just if.

Perhaps, he loved her for more than 90,000 years. Perhaps, she has been with him for more than 90,000 years. Perhaps, he and her once agreed to become immortals together. Perhaps, all the vows are still deeply rooted in their minds. Perhaps, all the joys and sorrows are still arranged in a timeline in their respective memories.

It used to be so good, but it was really just once.

She hated him after all. And he, after all, killed someone for her and committed a catastrophe.

There are many certain numbers in life, and they are set up when they are not expected.

When the aggravated catastrophe fell, it hit him hard.

When the wheel of memory awakens her dusty three lives.

When he closed his eyes in despair, he said to her such a breezy sentence:

"Qing'er, what my father said is right, you and I are really inseparable."

When he disappeared forever in heaven and earth, he could not find the slightest trace.

After all, she shed tears of remorse.

It is a kind of happiness to say that life begins in one's own tears and ends in the tears of others. Then, starting in the smiling eyes of others and ending in his own tears is the pain of Fang Qing's eternal life.

I love you unto death. Song Yan once swore to Fang Qing like this. It's a pity that Fang Qing at that time was just a broken guqin next to the mountains and flowing waters. Not the slightest thought. Not even the consciousness of self-reflection.

Song Yan died, with a deep sense of despair, and disappeared forever between heaven and earth. Many people say that the only son of the King of Kunlun was bloodthirsty and brutal, killed countless people, and was finally destroyed by the way of heaven. Many people say that the soul of Song Yan, the only son of King Kunlun, was annihilated under the rolling karmic obstacles and thunder tribulations in the Heavenly Tribulation.

Only a few people know that Song Yan is gentle and affectionate, kind and beautiful. Only a few people know that Song Yan died of deep despair for love.

Fang Qing also died in the end, turned into a dilapidated guqin, and just like that, lying quietly where Song Yan disappeared.

Later, standing on the high mountain not far away, looking down at the guqin that was covered by heavy snow from a high place, I recited the mantra of death and transformed the scholar Zhang Yuandu.

When I left, I took Gushan's hand and looked back for the last time to look at the guqin that was being submerged by pure snowflakes in the snow.

I asked, "Gushan, do you think they will be resurrected?" ”

Looking into the distance, Gu Shan shook his head, and finally sighed, his voice was soft, with distant melancholy, and said, "I don't know." ”

Gu Shan lowered his head, looked at me, the corners of his mouth pursed into a straight line, and then stretched out to help me pull together the winter coat and snow hat with soft white hair.

For a long time, I looked at the snow-white in front of me, and finally bent the corners of my eyes, hooked the corners of my lips again, and smiled happily on my face, but sighed softly in my heart. "It's fate, it's not fate, it's not fate. Is it fate? Is it a robbery? Is it love? Or not loved? Holding Gushan's hand, he walked forward step by step. Inside, I sighed softly.

The long-term Taoist priest left and went to continue his travels.

Streets of Rose Town.

Lying in front of the fortune-telling booth, I was a little bored fiddling with the things on the stall, holding a brush, and bored scribbling and drawing. "Gushan, let me try." After a long time, I tilted my head sideways, half-propped up, looked at Gu Shan's eyes fixedly, and asked for the hundredth and first time.

Glancing at me, Gu Shan's face was pale and did not fluctuate at all, obviously disagreeing.

But I'm right to think about it, if I make a move, maybe the "Living Immortal" signboard that Gushan finally mixed up will be smashed.

After a long pause, Furuyama looked at me and continued, "Don't move your hands, don't scribble." ”

I was happy in my heart, knowing that Gu Shan agreed, I didn't say a word, and immediately packed up the things on the stall into the back basket.

Seeing this, Gu Shan frowned suspiciously, but he just looked at me and didn't say anything to stop me.

Usually because Gushan disagreed, at most, I watched when Gushan set up a stall to tell fortunes, although I talked every day to give it a try and tell fortunes to others, but in my heart, I never thought that Gushan would really agree to do this kind of ...... Hurting the heavens and reason, no, it's not that serious, at most it's a trick to cheat and deceive.

I was so excited, this time, I was more numb than any time before. Joke, everyone in this place knows that Gushan is a living immortal, I'm just a little follower, if I continue to stay where I am, who will believe me if I am abducted?

Peach forest, falling flowers, sheep intestine path. The scenery along the way was beautiful, and I couldn't help but stop, thinking that I would rush to the next town as soon as possible to set up a stall and tell fortunes.

When I passed by a bamboo house in the middle of the peach forest, I was shocked. There is a sleeping couch in front of the bamboo house. A son is half-lying on the couch, bowing his head and kissing the beauty in his arms.

The woman's face was full of shyness, and she wanted to refuse and welcome.

She looked red and hot, and stayed for a long time before she came back to her senses, looked sideways at Gu Shan beside her, but saw that his face was pale as if he hadn't seen anything, and couldn't help wiping a handful of old sweat.

Knowing that it was not the right time, I pulled Gu Shan's sleeve and hurriedly wanted to bypass the side, but Gu Shan grabbed his hand and came straight to the two of them.