Chapter Twenty-Nine: A Dream

Thousands of wisps of green silk are entangled, and ten miles of red makeup is a dream

Song Wan broke away from Qing Shui's embrace, looked at Qing Shui's hand, a pale yellow tassel hung to the ground, the white mutton fat jade had cracked and mottled, a trace of red blood flowed on the Ping An bean, smudged into the jade, Song Wan took the tassel in Qing Shui's hand, tears mottled her cheeks.

"If it weren't for me, maybe it wouldn't have ended like this, I did it all on my own." Song Wan cried and lay in Qing Shui's arms.

Ah Peng didn't know how to comfort him, and he was afraid that Song Wan would do something stupid, so he could only stand stupidly on the side.

Song Wan stood up, picked up Qing Shui, and limped into the distance, until she came to the spatial passage where Qing Shui and they came to the god realm, and Song Wan entered the spatial passage without looking back.

"Brother Peng, how is Sister Wan? Why don't you follow her? Lin Ying knew everything, blaming Ah Peng for not taking care of Songwan.

"It was she who didn't let me follow, she returned to the world, and she went to Lancang Xiaozhu, which is our home and the starting point of her and Master's memories." Peng said.

"I can't rest assured, I'm going to the world." Lin Ying seems to have grown up overnight, no longer being vexatious, and she knows how to care about others.

"Yes, that's what I'm going to do." Peng said.

Song Wan didn't know where to go with Qing Shui's body, so she could only return to Lancang Xiaozhu, and without alarming any of Yuheng's disciples, she returned to her bedroom back then.

"Master, we will live here from now on." Song Wan smiled wryly.

Song Wan dug a cave under the study of Lancang Xiaozhu, used 10,000-year-old ice as the base, used cold jade as a bed, and kept Qing Shui's body in the cold ice cave, and came to check it every day.

"Sister Wan, why are you doing this?" It has been a few days since Ah Peng came to Lancang Xiaozhu, but Song Wan completely ignored him and immersed herself in the two-person world with Qing Shui.

Watching Song Wan's spiritual power dissipate day by day, and her cultivation had fallen to the realm of gods, Ah Peng felt sad for a while.

"Master said let me wait for him, and only here can I wait, this is our starting point." Song Wan said, "Brother Peng, go back, Lin Ying must still be waiting for you." ”

"How can I rest assured that you are here alone?" Peng refused to leave.

"I want to be alone with Master." Song Wan didn't look back, nor did she look at Ah Peng.

"Okay, I'll go back to the God Realm first, and you take care of yourself." Ah Peng couldn't rest assured that Lin Ying would be left alone in the God Realm, so he decided to bring Lin Ying back and take care of Song Wan together.

After Ah Peng left, Song Wan used her remaining strength to block Lancang Xiaozhu, and only Qing Shui or someone similar to a soul could open the seal.

"Master, now, there are only the two of us left here, and this life has come to an end like this." Song Wan silently sorted out the clothes that Qing Shui had worn, put them in the coffin that had been prepared long ago, and buried them in the sea of forget-me-not flowers in front of the Lancang small building.

"I remember when I was a child, I once wore a set of blue clothes and the master combed my hair in a bun, that is, I wore this forget-me-not flower, perhaps, from that time on, we were destined to be entangled in fate, I, against morality and ethics, fell in love with you, I don't know what kind of feelings you have for me, if you are about to leave.

After that, in Sura City, you gave me this set of clothes, I gradually grew up, I couldn't wear it, so, I went back and begged the boss to make a fitting one for me, the boss passed away with the thought of his wife, and this dress became unique in time, Master must not have seen me wear it, it's very beautiful, I'll wear it for you......" Song Wan changed the light blue dress on her body, untied the double flat bun on the top of her head, put away the two tufts of forget-me-not carefully, changed into the red dress made of batik fabric, and carefully took care of her hair bun, Su Licheng's clothes looked playful and cute on Song Wan's body, but no one appreciated them anymore.

"Master, am I pretty? Wan'er remembers that you once said that Wan'er is naturally beautiful and looks good in anything, can you open your eyes and see if I'm okay? Song Wan sat in front of Qing Shui's clothed mound, her eyes full of powerlessness and despair.

"Love is a word, it's lovesick, I know, you don't have an afterlife, I don't know, I don't know, I don't know, I know, you just comfort me, I also know that my time is running out, I don't want people outside to disturb us, let's stay here quietly, okay? With you, I'm growing old a little bit. Song Wan stroked the tombstone in front of the clothed mound, which was empty.

Song Wan bit her fingers, looking at the blood flowing down, Song Wan didn't frown, took the tombstone, and Song Wan engraved it seriously, the tomb of her deceased husband Li Qingshui.

did not use divine power, nor did she use other powers, Song Wan depicted her sadness and deep affection with her own hands, and buried her grievances and grievances that entangled her two lives.

The tombstone was erected, Song Wan felt very tired, so she fell asleep leaning on the tombstone, and when she woke up again, she felt that her face was itchy, it was a strand of white hair, I don't know whose it was, Song Wan raised her head, and the top of her head was the boundless blue sky.

Following the white hair, Song Wan touched the top of her head, and with a wry smile, Song Wan didn't care much, he was no longer there, and no one cared about her appearance.

Song Wan stood up, only to find that she couldn't stand up straight, and she was still wearing the red batik clothes, but she didn't have the vitality she had before.

Song Wan changed into a coarse linen dress, which was the clothes that her master wore when she was a child in Lancang Xiaozhu, and now it looks like it is one size bigger, but it looks very appropriate.

Song Wan knew that her days were numbered, and every day, she would light a lantern next to the mound of clothes.

"What are you doing here?" Someone asked.

"I'm afraid he won't find his way back, so I'm here to show him the way, and hopefully one day he'll be able to find it. Jing Rong, you've been here for so long, and you've watched it for so long, am I stupid? Song Wan asked.

"No, a person who is crazy for love, kind-hearted, will not hurt others for his own selfish desires, this is the most beautiful person in the world." Jing Rong was the disciple who was punished by Qing Shui before, he had never left Lancang Xiaozhu, although he was puzzled, but he didn't ask Song Wan why he knew that he was Jing Rong.

"Thank you, you can go out, I want to be alone with Master for a while." Song Wan came to the outside of the ice cave, the current temperature here is no longer what she can bear, her cultivation has been dissipated, and she is not as good as a mortal.

"Master, Wan'er saw that you were here, I don't know if you still remember me, do you remember the agreement between us?" Song Wan's old hand held a tassel that had changed color, although it was still light yellow, but it was already covered with dust.

The cracked and mottled Ping'an Beans emitted a soft light, enveloping Song Wan, a little red starlight flew up and down around Song Wan, Song Wan quickly regained her youthful appearance, but did not have the slightest divine power, which was the role of the essence left by Qing Shui.

Touching her face, Song Wan didn't have any expression, she lay down in front of Qing Shui's bed, grabbed Qing Shui's arm, and her slender jade fingers trembled a little, "Master, Wan'er is so cold, maybe, we will meet soon." ”

"I now know that this prosperous world is just a dream, but all this, if it is really a dream, how good it would be, at least, after waking up from the dream, there is still a trace of longing." Song Wan gently stroked Qing Shui's cheek.

"I don't know whether I am right or wrong in this life, I have done too many wrong things, I have killed all my loved ones, in fact, it is not you who have lost me, but I have lost you." Song Wan smiled bitterly, "It's just that I hope that if there is a next life, you must not meet me and don't fall in love with me." ”

"10,000 years ago, you and I were hostile to life and death, 10,000 years later, you and I met strangely, life is really wonderful, meet, know, know each other, it's like a dream, everything is so unreal, and so real, I can't help but want to hold on, but I found that I am drifting away, fused with the soul of heaven, I found that I have been hiding the feeling, cherish the feeling that I am afraid of for a while, I know that it is love, given to you, never come back, given to you, my heart can no longer tolerate others, given to you, I can't give it to others. In my life, I always thought that I owed too much to others, but in the end, I found that I owed myself too much, and fate was really a wonderful thing. Song Wan gradually closed her eyes, the tassel in her hand slipped to the ground, and gradually lost her luster, the moment Song Wan closed her eyes, turned into powder, and Song Wan had a sweet, happy and satisfied smile on the corner of her mouth, walking towards the end of her life and leaving this world without him.

Many years later, Ah Peng did not open the barrier of Lancang Xiaozhu, not because he didn't want to, but because he was afraid that if he forcibly opened it, the memories stored in it would be damaged.

Ah Peng and Lin Ying had a daughter, named Qingwan, in honor of Qing Shui and Song Wan.

Three years later, news came from Emperor Shao.

"Master, Emperor Shao Guo has come to say that Senior Sister Yao Zheng has woken up, and she will come over to see Master in the near future." A bearded man in a Taoist robe said.

"Jing Ran, is there any news in it?" Peng asked.

"Back to Master's words, the junior brother sent a message to say that the person is no longer there, and the master mourns and changes." He bowed respectfully and withdrew.

"Mother, my father often said that my aunt is the most beautiful woman in the world, right?" In the main hall, a chubby little girl looked up at Lin Ying.

"Yes." Today's Lin Ying is mature and stable.

"When Qingwan grows up, she will be like her aunt and be the most beautiful person in the world." The girl said, not noticing the smile on her mother's lips.

No one has ever entered the ice cave, there is a small tomb next to the tomb of Qingshui, an old man guarding the tomb, on the seventh day of the first month of every month, there will be two clusters of blooming forget-me-nots at the head of the two graves, the blue flowers are swaying in the wind, the petals are fluttering and sprinkling, telling the reluctance of the former lovers.

Millennia later......

"I've been waiting for so many years, and I've been looking for so many years, but I haven't found a similar flower, are you really all going?" Ah Peng stood in front of the barrier of Lancang Xiaozhu and whispered.