Yang Zizai looked at him dumbfounded when he heard this, "You...... Are you really going to get out of here? ”

Wan Linggen smiled bitterly: "It's true, I can't control that power yet, maybe it will appear when it will appear." ”

Yang Zizai sighed and said: "I, Yang Zi, want to come and go freely, to be able to show my ambitions, whether it is the second saint or King Kang, it is not the choice of Mingjun, it is a big deal for me to go back to Peach Blossom Village, it is not bad to be a bandit and grass coward!" ”

Wan Linggen looked at him and said, "Brother Yang's wisdom is superhuman, it's a pity if it is buried for no reason, I can help you find a place that may allow you to show your strengths, what do you think?" ”

Yang Zizai was stunned for a moment, and immediately realized that the other party was a person from a thousand years later, and he was much clearer about the development of history than him, so he hurriedly said: "Then thank you, brother." ”

The two men touched their heads and whispered in low voices.

sent away the high-spirited Yang Zizai, but Wan Linggen's own heart knot could not be opened. He let out a long breath and stared at the faint moonlight outside the low window.

Lin Fengxian walked in softly and slowly cleaned up the things on the table.

Wan Linggen glanced at her, "Isn't there a descendant?" Let them do the work. ”

Lin Fengxian lowered her head and shook her head, still slowly putting the wine jug and plate together.

"You...... Would you like to talk to me? Wan Linggen suddenly asked.

Lin Fengxian's body stiffened, raised her head to look at him, and nodded.

Wan Linggen got off the kang and came to the outside of the house, and Lin Fengxian followed behind him.

The moon is bright and the stars are sparse, the dark sky is extraordinarily far and deep, and a chill hits, he looked back at Lin Fengxian who was hugging his shoulders tightly, and took off his coat to her, Lin Fengxian was about to dodge in shock, but he forcibly wrapped his clothes around his body.

Blown by the cold wind, his dizzy mind cleared up a lot, looking up at the bright moon above his head, he suddenly remembered a poem, but he only remembered one sentence, so he asked: "Miss Lin, do you know the poem 'Qin Shi Mingyue Han Shiguan'?" ”

Seeing that Lin Fengxian didn't answer, he looked back and saw that Lin Fengxian was bowing his head and wiping away tears, so he asked strangely, "What's wrong, but did it touch your sadness?" ”

Lin Fengxian shook his head and said, "You...... Don't call me Miss Lin, just call me Xian'er. ”

"Xian'er?" Wan Linggen smiled, "Good name, I remember that there is a person named Xiao Fengxian ......" He stopped as soon as he said this, and said in his heart that the little Phoenix Immortal was from the Republic of China period, and it was not related to this Lin Fengxian.

Lin Fengxian saw that he stopped talking, and said softly: "Is that person from your world?" ”

Wan Linggen shook his head, "No, it's earlier." ”

Lin Fengxian saw that he didn't want to say more, so he took his words above and said: "The poem you just said was written by Wang Changling, a poet in the Tang Dynasty, and there are three more sentences below, which together are 'Qin Shimingyue Han Shiguan, and the Long March has not yet been returned.'" But to make the dragon city fly general, do not teach Hu Ma Hu to cross the Yin Mountain. ’”

Wan Linggen's body shook suddenly, but the last two sentences of this poem were very familiar to him, and he muttered: "But if you make Longcheng Fei and don't teach Hu Ma to cross Yin Mountain, it seems that this peaceful day has never been there!" ”

Lin Fengxian felt the warmth of the clothes on her body, pulled her hand and said in a low voice: "The word Taiping has different meanings for different people. ”

Wan Linggen looked at her and asked, "What do you say?" ”

Lin Fengxian raised his head, his bright eyes looked at him, and he said with a deep sigh: "For the sage king, peace may mean that the world is peaceful, but for us ordinary people, we can't see the world, we only have our own home in our eyes. ”

Wan Linggen's eyes lit up, and he said in his heart that this was not like the knowledge of ordinary women in this era, and at the same time, he immediately thought of the Li family, maybe they would often talk about these things together.

"You and Li talk about this a lot, right?" Wan Linggen hesitated and asked.

"Sister Li?" Lin Fengxian's gaze softened, "She is the most knowledgeable woman I have ever seen, I have wanted to worship her as a teacher several times, but she only recognizes us as sisters." ”

Wan Linggen remembered that Li Qingzhao told him about her husband's death, and he was puzzled for a while, and people became silent.

Lin Fengxian said softly: "Do you complain that they left you?" ”

Wan Linggen shook his head, "I believe you also heard what Brother Yang and I said, and I don't blame them." He suddenly remembered something, hesitated for a moment and asked, "Xian'er, are you...... Why are you leaving? ”

"What?" Lin Fengxian was stunned for a moment, then understood what he meant, lowered his head and said, "My father only has one daughter, ......, but ......" She gritted her teeth and lowered her head lower, "I thought I would never see you again......"

Wan Linggen smiled bitterly: "Sometimes it may be better not to see it. The bright moon of the Qin Dynasty can shine on the border of the Han Dynasty, but it is something that does not change, and people are different, and people change all the time. ”

Lin Fengxian's body trembled, raised his head and looked at his face looking up to the sky, and said firmly: "People are different, some people like to change around, and some people ...... As long as she believes in it, it will not change in her life! ”

Wan Linggen turned his face to look at her and smiled, "You're right, I've been thrown around in time and space, and I'm not standing here to admire the moon." ”

When Lin Fengxian saw his smile, she suddenly felt that the cool breeze blowing over was warm, and she was a little crazy for a while.

Wan Linggen said softly: "Since you don't know what tomorrow will bring, let's live today." He suddenly lowered his voice, "Turn around!" ”

Lin Fengxian was stunned for a moment, and when she saw Wan Linggen glancing at her, she turned around obediently, and then felt that her back was gently pushed by a palm, and her body rushed into the room lightly.

"Come out, squat there again, you won't be able to stand up after a long time." Wan Linggen's voice was full of banter.

Lin Fengxian stood firmly, hearing that he was not talking to himself, and looked out by the door in shock, only to see a dark figure slowly standing up from the ground at the corner of the street not far away.

"You were able to find me from such a distance, it seems that the legendary Thunder God Heavenly Eye is really something." The voice was extremely low, and a strong man like an iron tower walked over slowly, and the object in his hand glittered against the background of the moon, it was a steel knife.

"Qin Shimingyue and Han Shiguan, that's a good point. But I, Hu Qihua, am a person who doesn't believe in ghosts and gods. The man said as he walked.

"Hu Qihua? Who are you Hu Pofei? Wan Linggen asked in a deep voice.

"My dad!"