Yuan Xu and Zixia walked hand in hand on the square, and everyone behind them also walked in the other direction with great interest, so that the two of them could remember the beginning.

Passing by a stall, Yuan Xu stopped and watched an old man with a white beard writing with a pen, and what really attracted him was because this old man was blind, and he was an ordinary person with no cultivation.

Yuan Xu took Zixia and watched quietly, the old man looked very focused, although he was blind, but the position of the pen was very accurate, each stroke was written vigorously and powerfully, and the font was very uniform and beautiful.

"Half a family of hatred, don't forget the love of the three worlds, the nine girls become one, and the reunion is like a dream!" Zixia saw that the old man put down the pen, so she read out the words on the paper.

"Girl," the old man raised his head, his face was full of wrinkles, and showed an old smile: "Can you help the old man tear these four sentences apart?"

"Okay!" Zixia didn't think much about it, picked up the rice paper and tore it from the middle, and then wanted to put it down on the table, but the old man reached out to block it.

I saw the old man say: "The first two sentences are given to this son, and the last two sentences will be given to you!"

"This ......"

Zixia looked at Yuan Xu suspiciously, and Yuan Xu was surprised at this time, because this old man seemed to be just a person who had no cultivation at all, he wrote well without saying anything, he didn't speak, he could actually find himself, and he could also sense Zixia's actions, could he be a hidden super master?

"What does the old man mean?" Yuan Xu wondered, and became vigilant.

"Providence!" the old man nodded with his hands behind his back.

"Providence?" Yuan Xu was stunned, could he be a fortune teller?

"Remember these few words!" the old man smiled kindly, and then the space around him shook, and disappeared in an instant.

"Huh?"

Yuan Xu hurriedly released his divine sense, but there was no old man in the entire square, and there was no breath of the old man within a hundred miles of induction.

"Yuan Xu, what's going on?" Zixia wondered.

"I don't know!"

Yuan Xu frowned, it seems that this old man is definitely a super strong man, could it be that he is waiting for him here on purpose? But he doesn't know him.

Then he took the paper in Zixia's hand, put it on the table, and looked at it very seriously, this first sentence is easy to understand, it means to leave for thirty years with hatred, but the second sentence, don't forget the love of the third world, the word three worlds, Tianzhu once said that he had to go through three lives to achieve something, is it a coincidence or not interesting?

When the old man gave these two sentences to himself, did he mean that he was going to leave for 30 years? Don't forget the love of the third life? He is already in the third life, so will he live one more life?

The last two sentences are for Zixia, do the nine women refer to the nine women? What does the one refer to? Does the last sentence say that they are reunited in a dream? Does that mean that it is impossible to reunite?

Although these words seem simple, they feel mysterious and mysterious, and an ominous premonition faintly rises in my heart.

"Yuan Xu, what does this verse mean?" Zixia couldn't understand either.

"I won't understand either!" Yuan Xu shook his head and sighed.

"Then ......" Zixia paused, "Do we want these two pieces of paper?"

"Since it was given by someone, let's put it away!"

Yuan Xu thought for a while, and then handed the paper of the last two sentences to Zixia, and the first two sentences were put into the space ring, although I can't understand it now, but I feel that the old man is not simple, and it also has a meaning when I think about it, and in my heart, I still inexplicably believe that the things expressed in this word will be true in the future

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will happen.

After Zixia put away the paper, she pointed to the table and said softly: "Yuan Xu, you gave my couplet back then, can you write a poem for me now?"

Yuan Xu was stunned for a moment, he was plagiarized at the beginning, and he really didn't know anything about poetry, isn't this embarrassing for himself? But seeing the tenderness and expectation on Zixiaqiao's face, and not wanting to make her unhappy, he smiled and nodded: "Okay!"

Yuan Xu walked to the table, thought for a while, then picked up the pen, and wrote with a stroke of ink.

"Xianggong, there are people here who sell words, and our new home also writes a couplet!"

"Good!"

At this time, a young couple passed by and saw Yuan Xu writing, so they walked over.

"Both, my husband is not selling words, he is writing poems for me!" Zixia said to the couple.

"Really?" the woman said with envy on her face, "You are so romantic!"

"Hold the hand of the son, grow old with the son!"

At this time, Yuan Xu had finished writing, and the couple read it out in unison curiously.

"Good!"

After the two finished reading, their bodies were shocked, and they clapped their hands and shouted in unison.

"For you!"

Yuan Xu handed the paper to Zixia and said softly, this is also plagiarized, and he forgot who the author is, but this sentence can express his love very well.

"Yuan Xu, thank you!" Zixia took it excitedly, and admired it with love, with a strong sense of happiness on her face.

"You are so talented, your love makes me very envious!" the woman exclaimed deeply.

"Yuan Xu, I want you to send me poems again!"

At this time, the mother and the girls came over, and when they saw Zixia's intoxicated appearance, Piao Piao hurriedly said.

Uh~~ Looking at Piaopiao's pretty face that seemed to be a little vinegary, Yuan Xu was stunned, and couldn't help but sigh secretly, since it was given to Zixia, it can't be favoritism, although Xiandi, Qimeng and Maomao didn't speak, but none of them can be missing.

"Why? don't want to?" Piao Piao flattened her small mouth, revealing a little like wanting to cry.

"No, no!" Yuan Xu hurriedly shook his head, "I'm thinking about what poems to write for you!"

"That's pretty much the same!" Piao Piao feigned anger, immediately stepped forward to grind the ink, and said softly: "Don't be in a hurry, think slowly!"

At this time, because the women and the two couples were gathered here, the people passing by also came over curiously, and after a while, dozens of people came up, and Yuan Xu also began to move his pen at this time, and wrote on the paper.

"Since goodbye, I have met with memories, and I have dreamed of the same soul a few times!"

When Yuan Xu stopped writing, the couple read it out loud again.

"What poetry!"

"It's so touching!"

"So affectionate!"

"I'm going to write it down!"

......

When the onlookers heard this, they immediately shouted in admiration.

"Yuan Xu, thank you!" Piao Piao gently picked up the paper, but looking at it, tears couldn't help but slowly drip down.

Yuan Xu smiled softly at Piaopiao, this poem is also a true portrayal of himself in the past two years, and he and Piaopiao and Zixia have also tasted the pain of separation and lovesickness.

Seeing more and more people watching, Yuan Xu couldn't help but be stunned, he was surrounded in this square three years ago, and he didn't expect to be surrounded when he came here three years later

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See!

After thinking for a while, Yuan Xu began to dip his ink again.

"The wind and rain road are cherished, and the dust is not worth the Qing!"

The two couples were like announcers, and as soon as they saw Yuan Xu stop writing, they immediately read it aloud.

"It feels like a story!"

"Childe is so talented!"

"It's really a talented man and a beautiful woman, are these all his women?

The crowd shouted loudly again, and the applause was incessant, and of course, in addition to envy and amazement, there was also jealousy in the crowd......

"Yuan Xu, I'm very happy, thank you!"

Xiandi took the paper, looked at those two sentences with joy, and Yuan Xu walked all the way to life and death, these two sentences hit the depths of her heart.

"I'm also very happy!" Yuan Xu took Xiandi's hand and patted it, and then began to write again.

"Meeting, is just the beginning, cherish, in order to accompany a lifetime!"

At this time, Mao Mao did not let the two couples be announcers, because it was her turn in order, when Yuan Xu began to write, she walked up, saw Yuan Xu finish writing, quickly picked up the paper, read it out seriously, and also used internal force, the whole square could hear her trembling voice, and after reading it, she immediately cried out loud.

Looking at Mao Mao, who was crying so badly, Yuan Xu felt a pain in his heart, Mao Mao had experienced a very miserable period of time, and he had been with him for six years before, but after reuniting with himself, he seemed to have snubbed her, and it was very painful to think about her heart.

Then he stepped forward and patted her jade back, and said softly: "This is what I want to say to you!"

"Hmm!" the hairy jaw was heavy, "Long'er, thank you!"

Looking at the women in front of him who were made to cry by himself, Yuan Xu was also touched, and inexplicably remembered a few words written by the old man, if he really wants to be reborn for another life, if he really wants to be separated for thirty years, then what will happen to these women and their mothers?

Yuan Xu was a little scared and sad for a while, raised his eyes to look at Qimeng, and found that she was also crying bitterly, so he immediately picked up the pen.

"Yuan Xu, I'll read it, you will write it, okay?"

Yuan Xu was about to put pen to paper, but Qimeng stepped forward and said.

Yuan Xu was stunned for a moment, and then nodded: "Okay!"

"I want to know you and live a long life. ”

Qi Meng followed Yuan Xu's pen and read leisurely:

"There are no mountains and no tombs, the rivers are exhausted, the winter thunder is rolling, the summer frost and snow, the heaven and the earth are combined, and you dare to be with you!"

"Okay!"

"Only a good sentence can dare to be with you!"

"What a talented girl!"

"What kind of blessing has this son accumulated?"

After everyone listened to Qimeng, they immediately exploded.

"Qimeng, thank you!"

After Yuan Xu finished writing it, he couldn't help but be shocked by Qimeng's talent, as well as her love for herself, and wondered why she understood this poem, because when she was on Earth, Yuan Xu had also seen it, but it was a little different from what Qimeng thought, if she didn't know her details, she would really think that she also crossed over from the earth.

"If you want to say thank you, it should be me!"

Qimeng cried and laughed, and then gently put away the paper.

"Okay, don't cry, let's go back!"

Yuan Xu nodded and smiled, fortunately, he studied hard when he was on Earth, otherwise he really wouldn't be able to cope with it......

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