"But the strange thing is, why is there no trace of the Xuanbing Sword everywhere?" Situ Xi was puzzled, staring at the ground in front of the temple, as if he wanted to see a hole there, "How could it be?" It was here that I fought with Nangong Shu back then. He sacrificed the Xuanbing Divine Sword to fight against me, and finally activated the Ice Forbidden Technique with the help of the power of the Xuanbing Sword. It stands to reason that after his soul is gone, the Xuanbing Sword should fall here. How could it be gone? ”

As he spoke, he pointed to the square not far away, and said, "It must have fallen around here." ”

Han Xiao looked at it coldly and sneered: "There is obviously nothing here." After all, twenty years have passed, will you be too old to remember what happened back then? ”

Situ Xi didn't pay any attention to Han Xiao's cynicism, but carefully observed the "ice sculptures" around the temple. He looked over one by one, and suddenly said "Huh", and said strangely, "Among these people, there is no high priest who has passed away from heaven!" He looked at it again for a while, this time more carefully, "There is no left and right Protector Tears Lady and Lixiang!" ”

Because Han Xiao was fashionable and young when she left the palace, she couldn't remember the appearance of the people who passed away, so she didn't pay attention to these details when she first entered the palace. Hearing Situ Xi mention this, she recalled the fragments that Lian Yan kept in her mind, and vaguely remembered the appearance of the three people. Looking at the frozen clansmen in front of the temple, there was indeed no trace of these three people. Han Xiao sighed that Situ Xi's heart was as careful as a hair, and at the same time, she was suspicious of the whereabouts of the three people, and couldn't help blurting out: "Could it be that the three of them are not here?" ”

"That's right!" A sly smile gradually appeared on Situ Xi's face, "That's why the Xuanbing Sword Society is gone." With the power of those three people, especially the spell of the Heavenly Death that is known as the strongest priest, it is not impossible to avoid the Frozen Technique. They must have taken the Xuanbing Divine Sword and hid it in a corner, waiting for you to come back. ”

Thinking of this, Situ Xi stopped looking for it, turned around and said, "Well, if it is really taken away by the Passing of the Heavens, I hope that I will not be able to find the Xuanbing Sword." I'm not completely sure I can beat that guy who has passed away. Anyway, when the sword comes into my hand, it may not be usable. ”

As he spoke, he glanced at the Temple of God. I saw that the palace was high and profound, and the pavilion was towering, even if there had been no one for many years, but the courage in the invisible had not diminished a bit. Temple, temple, where the woman he loved lived dwelt. I don't know if I can find traces of her past when she steps in again?

"Let's go inside." Surprisingly, Situ Xi's tone softened, unlike before, always with a ruthlessness.

Han Xiao didn't speak, just silently followed him and entered the temple with him.

The entire temple of the Nine Heavens Shrine is divided into two parts, the front and the back. The front hall is where the palace lord and the elders discuss on weekdays, and the back hall is the dormitory. Situ Xi took Han Xiao through the magnificent front hall and went straight to the back hall. He is familiar with this place, after all, before Nangong Shu ascended the throne, he was also raised by Nangong Yuan and grew up in the apse.

The apse still maintains the appearance of the past, revealing traces of Nangong Shu and Lian Yan living together everywhere. The room still has the items that Lian Yan used before her death: hairpins, fat powder, and wooden combs, all of which are quietly placed in front of the bronze mirror dresser. Under the window there is a red carved pipa, and a guqin with silk as the strings, as if they are still waiting for their owner to return. The pen, ink, paper, and inkstone on the desk are all things that Nangong Shu is accustomed to. On the case, a yellowed piece of rice paper looks like an unfinished painting. The ink on the paper has faded a lot, but it can be vaguely seen that the beauty on it is Lian Yan's appearance. The ink in the inkstone had long since dried up and solidified into a black patch

In the middle of the room, next to the large bed of sea cedar, there are two huge red coral gold chests. Situ Xi walked straight over, opened them all, and took out the silk brocade bag in one of the boxes. He didn't open it directly, but handed the brocade bag to Han Xiao and said, "Open it and take a look." ”

Han Xiao took the brocade bag, only felt that it was heavy and weighty, and it should be the jade carving that Situ Xi said he was looking for. Han Xiao carefully opened the brocade bag, and sure enough, it was a jade statue. The length of the jade statue is the length of the child's arm, and the whole body is carved from the finest mutton fat jade. Han Xiao looked at the jade statue in her hand in a daze, and saw that it was a miniature version of Lian Yan! I don't know where this jade carving came from, it can be so similar to a real person, almost the same as Lian Yan, no wonder Situ Xi wants to get it!

Looking at Situ Xi again, those eyes were already glued to the jade statue, and they could no longer divert their gaze. Han Xiao remembered that when she looked at it and met her, she was also like this, and suddenly she could understand what Situ Xi was feeling, so she couldn't help but ask him: "This feeling is sad, right?" ”

"What?" Situ Xi reluctantly looked away, looked at Han Xiao again, and asked.

"I'm talking about the feeling, the feeling you want but you can't get it." Han Xiao's expression was faint, but her eyes were as blue as ink, but they revealed a deep sadness, "When my mother is alive, you can only look at her from a distance, and you can't ask for it." Now that she has passed away, you have to rely on a jade statue to fill the thoughts and vacancies in your heart. Wouldn't it be sad and sad? ”

"What about sorrow, what about sadness? Eventually, I was left with it. Even if it's just a substitute for comfort, it's much better than nothing! Situ Xi said as he took the jade statue in Han Xiao's hand. He held the posture of Lian Yan's jade statue, as if he was protecting a rare treasure.

Situ Xi gently stroked the jade statue and said, "This jade carving was specially made by your father, Jun Nangong Shu, in the days when he was preparing to marry your mother. The person who carved this jade statue is also a member of the Nangong clan, and he was born with a pair of skillful hands, and everything he does is lifelike. The whole piece of high-quality mutton fat jade used to carve this jade statue was specially retrieved from the outside. After the jade statue was carved, Nangong Shu was overjoyed and once said to me that he should treasure it and put it in this red coral treasure chest that can store a qiē thing and keep it as it is. To be honest, the only thing Nangong Shu has done in his life that satisfies me is this jade carving. ”

As he spoke, he had a bright smile on his face, like a young hairy boy, eager to show off his sweetheart to others, and exclaimed: "Look how beautiful your mother is! After so many years, her smile is still deeply imprinted in my mind. There will never be a gentle, kinder person in this world than her! In particular, her eyes are as smart as if she can speak! Your eyes are more like Nangong Shu, but your sister is more like Ah Yan...... "R1152