He walked east alone for three days.

I was already hungry and cold, but I didn't expect that in the afternoon of the next day, a heavy snow suddenly fell.

Jiang Yan's legs couldn't move anymore, and there were bursts of sharp pain all over his body. His skinny hands were covered with chilblains, painful and itchy, but he didn't have the strength to scratch them.

The clothes on his body seemed to have turned into an ice cellar, and he would die if he hid in it, and if he came out, he would also die.

The bitter cold wind and snow were blowing in his face, and he couldn't open his eyes, except that his left foot had tripped over something, and the whole person leaned forward, as if falling into a warm and soft place.

He seemed to be asleep for a long time.

When I woke up again, I saw a red candle burning in the dark of the night, with only half of the wick left.

The futon was soft and thick, and he seemed to feel like he was lying on a light cloud.

Jiang Yan blinked, although the house was simple, it was much better than his home.

There are no charcoal basins in sight, but it is very warm.

A soft and bright light fell on him through the window sash covered with clear paper, and he hurriedly lifted the quilt, hurriedly put on his shoes and socks, and ran out of the door.

He remembered very clearly that today was the fifth day of the lunar month, and the silver moon would take another ten days before it would be consummated.

But he clearly saw that there was a huge full moon hanging in the sky, and it seemed that if he could pluck a piece of moonlight like water as long as he stretched out his hand.

Outside the door, there was a peach tree in full bloom, countless pale pink petals floating in the air, and the edges were glowing crimson.

A woman sat on the petals, with her back to him, hanging quietly under a tree.

Jiang Yan looked at her steadily, and slowly walked forward.

"Don't come out. ”

The woman spoke softly, and the peach blossoms fell in clusters, and it seemed that there was a continuous rain of flowers in the heavens and the earth.

There were many petals falling in front of him in the breeze, and Jiang Yan wanted to reach out to pick them up, but when he was still a palm away, they quickly dissipated and turned into thousands of light dust.

"What's your name?"

She raised her right hand slightly, and the petals that were floating in the air instantly spread out and staggered back to the tree.

Jiang Yan watched her walk towards him step by step, and he didn't even withdraw his outstretched hand, and his voice was like a mosquito: "My name is Jiang Yan." ”

"Jiang Yan, are those two words?"

As she spoke, a dazzling red light rippled from her fingertips, and then she scribbled in the air, and the red light stopped in place, revealing two words.

Jiang Yan nodded slowly, lowered his eyes and said in a muffled voice, "It's these two words." ”

"What, you're not happy?"

"I knew I was going to die. I dreamed of Xianjun, as soon as I opened my eyes, I would die. ”

"If you're worried about that, don't wake up. ”

The woman squatted down in front of him and gently touched his somewhat chapped face, her expression was indifferent, but her voice was soft, "I'm not an immortal monarch, if you are willing to stay, call me Ye Luwu." ”

This hand was delicate and warm, completely different from what he had seen before, but it reminded him of his parents' hands.

Jiang Yan stood a little unnaturally in place, and asked softly, "What will happen if you go out from here?"

Ye Luwu gently took his hand, then reached out his right arm.

A palm away, his fingers seemed to touch something, and the otherwise quiet air suddenly rippled. And the small finger that stretched out disappeared in an instant.

Jiang Yan seemed to smell death from his fingers.

"If you go out, you'll die. He muttered.

Ye Luwu's right hand moved slightly, and a ball of soul power was covered on his skinny, but frostbitten right hand.

A soft red light flashed, and his right hand instantly returned to its original state.

Jiang Yan looked at his body in surprise, and was speechless for a long time.

"That candle in the house is your soul, and I can't save you, so I can only set up this barrier here. ”

Ye Luwu slowly stood up, and when the red light went out, he removed the frostbite from his body, "If you stay, you can't leave this room too far." If you want to leave, I won't stop you. ”

"But if you meet me, it's a fate. Her expression did not change, but there was a little smile in her voice, "Whether you leave or stay, as long as I can do it, I will fulfill your wishes." ”

Jiang Yan stretched out his hands to look at it, then slowly raised his head, and said, "I don't want to die." ”

"If you don't want to die, then don't die. ”

Ye Luwu pulled him back into the house and poured him a cup of hot tea, "Then what do you want?"

Although he didn't feel the slightest chill now, the hot tea in his stomach still made him feel a sense of rebirth.

"I want my family to forget about me. ”

Jiang Yan pointed to his left chest, and his voice was dull, "I was born with a problem here, if it weren't for me, my father and mother and younger brothers and sisters would have lived well." ”

"I can't give them anything, if the immortal monarch agrees, then I will give them back their original life. ”

Ye Luwu nodded, his right wrist moved slightly, and a blood-like red plum appeared in his palm. It floated slowly from her white fingertips, and then turned into a streamer of light and went into the distance.

"But anything else?" she whispered, lowering her arms.

Jiang Yan pondered for a moment, then shook his head contentedly, "Thank you Xianjun, I have no regrets." Although I still have one last wish, I can make it happen without the help of the Immortal Monarch. ”

Ye Luwu chuckled, and with a wave of his hand, he blocked all the light outside the house, and in an instant, the house fell into darkness, only Jiang Yan's life lamp remained, which was still faintly lit, "Then rest, just tell me if you want anything." ”

The moment she turned, her back melted into the darkness, leaving only a vague outline.

"Xianjun wait!"

Jiang Yan hurriedly lay down in his pile of shabby clothes, trying his best to find something by the glimmer of the star.

Ye Luwu turned around and sent out a ball of soul power to illuminate the bed for him.

"I found it, but I didn't lose it. ”

He held a plain white brocade handkerchief tightly with both hands, and handed it to Ye Luwu with some embarrassment, "I have never seen such a beautiful pastry, I was reluctant to eat it, but in the end I didn't eat it." Xianjun saved me, but this is the best thing I have now. ”

He seemed to be afraid of being disliked, so he rubbed his hands together with some uneasiness.

The Jinpa opened layer by layer, revealing a piece of peach cake that was cracked but still largely intact.

Ye Luwu's fingers moved slightly, and he put it in his mouth.

"Thank you, I was thinking about this taste a few days ago, and you delivered it today. She hooked her lips and smiled, gently patted Jiang Yan's shoulder, and said softly: "It is the age of the long body, so let's rest." ”

The bright soul power vanished, and once again there was only a faint dim light left beside the bed.

Jiang Yan wrapped himself in a cloud-like futon, and if it was a dream, he would rather never wake up.

It was late at night, just after the hour, and it was the sixth day of the first month of the lunar month.

A plum blossom quietly burrowed into a somewhat damaged courtyard, and when the red light went out, the coffin that stopped in the courtyard disappeared in an instant, and then appeared in Zheng Xiao's longevity shop.

Two pairs of red plum figures floated in different directions, burning a bright fire in the night sky.

The Jiang family, which had been plagued by poverty for 14 years, was left with only four people after dawn.

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