In late autumn, the leaves are falling and the weather is already cold.

The water color of the south of the Yangtze River is not as bleak as the north, it is still mostly green, but the green occasionally brings up a touch of dry yellow, which moves with the cold wind, which makes people feel extra sad and melancholy.

The ground was full of fallen leaves, no one cleaned it, and Bai Ye sat at a small stone table, holding a knife in his right hand and a twisted wooden lump in his left hand.

The knife was carved stroke by stroke on it, and his gaze was contemplative, meticulously and quietly carved on the wood, and gradually, the two molds were carved out by him.

On the ground beside him, there were dozens of identical wood lumps, some of which were carved in half and were about to be completed, but he finally gave up, and some of them were also discarded by him after only a few cuts.

The pimple in his hand at the moment was the last, and it was the one he had to carve perfectly.

Looking at the curve of the mold extended, the two molds gradually took shape, a man and a woman, and the two were not connected, but separated from each other.

He carved unhappiness, sometimes frowned, sometimes smiled silently, and used the knife to concentrate, and time passed slowly with this knife.

From morning to noon, from noon to night, he did not eat or drink at night, and no one came to him, to be precise, no one found him.

He had been in this ruined house for three days, and for three days he had been sleepless, with the pile of wood slag and lumps.

This pile of lumps of wood is not an ordinary tree, but a Zhennan that Bai Ye spent a month and personally ran to the deep mountains and old forests to find it.

He still carved with his heart, the coming of night could not hinder him, and at sunset and dusk, the two molds in his hands finally had a little human appearance.

The night passed slowly, the moon was in the middle of the sky, the cold blue light was cast, this small courtyard was gloomy and cold, and the depression made people uneasy.

A figure suddenly appeared on the courtyard wall, looking at the carved thing in this guy's hand, his eyes wandered strangely, and he stood there quietly looking at him and accompanying him.

At the beginning of the day, a rooster crows in the city, the night fades, and the sun returns to the earth.

One morning, the dawn rose from the unknown place in the east, and the rays of light shone on the earth, and the world came alive again.

The sawdust fell, and the wood bumps in Bai Ye's hands turned into two separate human figures, and the last knife fell, a man and a woman, and two woodcarved villains were placed on the table side by side.

Lifelike, like a real person, the man's wood carving is Bai Ye, and the woman is Shi Qingxuan.

Golden silk nanmu, there are golden stripes in the wood grain, these stripes are carved into the lines of the characters by Bai Ye in a clever way, under the sun, like a pair of little golden people exuding a faint brilliance.

"This is for you, why don't you come down and take a look?"

Bai Ye smiled and waved to the woman who was standing on the courtyard wall that night, the woman smiled lightly, and her figure floated down to the small stone table.

"You've been running for so long, just to carve these two things?"

Shi Qingxuan picked up the two villains and played with them between his fingers.

Bai Ye nodded and smiled, pointing to the two wood carving villains: "Of course, this is my answer!" ”

Shi Qingxuan's clear eyes stared at him, and the morning breeze rose in the courtyard, blowing the hair and clothes of the two people, one sitting, one standing, plain as water.

The two walked out of the abandoned mansion side by side, and as soon as they pushed open the tattered wooden door, there was a burst of cheers from outside.

Bai Ye and Shi Qingxuan saw that there were many people outside the house, and some of them had dew on their clothes, and it seemed that they had been here for a long time.

Shi Zhixuan, Lu Miaozi, Kou Zhong, Xu Ziling, Shang Xiuxun, Song Shidao, Song Yuzhi, Wan Wan and others stood there, looking at the two of them with a curious smile on their faces.

Especially when he caught a glimpse of the two woodcarved villains in Shi Qingxuan's hands, he burst into a burst of strong cheers and blessings, Kou Zhong coaxed in the crowd and took the lead in calling Shi Qingxuan, "Master!" ”

Bai Ye immediately walked over and kicked him away.

However, the truth was as they thought, and it was not as they thought, Bai Ye and Shi Qingxuan looked back at each other and smiled, only without saying a word.

There is a fate in this life, but there is no fate in the next life.

Bai Ye took Shi Qingxuan's hand and walked on the street, one of the two had a wood carving villain tied to him, Bai Ye was Shi Qingxuan, and Shi Qingxuan was naturally Bai Ye.

He walked around with her, although there was no grand marriage ceremony, Shi Qingxuan was already his wife.

The two woodcarved villains are their marriage certificates, and if you look closely, you can see that the woodcarved villains have the seal of the marriage management center at their feet.

Bai Ye turned his head and was about to ask Shi Qingxuan, Shi Qingxuan also happened to look at him, and said with a smile: "You don't have to say more, I know what you want to ask." ”

Bai Ye stared at her, her expression did not change, Bai Ye sighed softly, and said with a smile: "I respect your choice, everyone has their own wisdom and ideas, so we are different individuals, only then can we achieve infinite possibilities, and only then will we make this world colorful." ”

Shi Qingxuan looked at the pedestrians around her, the merchants and shops on both sides of the street, and she chuckled: "Everyone's life is different, that's why it's called life." Not all people like to live the same life! ”

After Bai Ye heard this, he was a little helpless, and his hand holding her tightened tighter, and he said seriously: "I don't look forward to the next life, I will accompany you through this life." ”

Shi Qingxuan smiled and nodded, dressed in blue clothes, and the two walked around the city together.

Bai Ye understood Shi Qingxuan's thoughts, and Shi Qingxuan also knew Bai Ye's thoughts.

This intelligent and beautiful woman, like a spirit who walked out of nature, knew that Bai Ye's goal was to explore the world and pursue immortality with technology and martial arts as the path and the wisdom of all beings as the source.

But she doesn't want to live forever, she wants to live happily all her life, and finally return to nature quietly.

She is different from Bai Ye, just like thousands of people in the world, each of whom thinks differently.

Some people want to live plainly and steadily, some people pursue excitement and challenge their own limits, some people think that millet porridge and pickles are good, and some people must be satisfied with the delicacies of the mountains and seas.

Bai Ye and Shi Qingxuan have a disagreement here, Bai Ye will not give up his goal, accompany Shi Qingxuan to grow old slowly, and die together; Shi Qingxuan will not change her mind, accompany Bai Ye to pursue immortality, and see the mysteries of the world at a glance.

They can't change each other, and Bai Ye and she don't want to drag each other down, so they have been waiting for so many years.

At night, in the east of the city, on the shore of a quiet bamboo forest lake, Bai Ye and Shi Qingxuan sat side by side on the withered yellow grass, looking at the stars in the sky, and did not speak.

The starlight is reflected in the lake, the artificial lake in autumn is not the color of turquoise and blue, but with a yellowish and withered hue, the evening breeze blows the lake, the inverted image of the stars is dancing with the waves, the bamboo forest by the lake rustles, and the evergreen bamboo in all seasons is also a withered yellow bamboo leaf flying down.

"There is a fate but this life, and there is no fate to see the next life!"

Bai Ye said softly, with neither loss nor helplessness on his face, but a smile, a shallow smile.

Shi Qingxuan and Bai Ye held hands, and she laughed softly: "Meeting in this life is the fate of a lifetime, why pursue the next life, pursue eternity." ”

Bai Ye couldn't help but tilt his head, looking at this peerless beauty like a natural elf, and now his wife, seeing her pretty face, suddenly pinched her nose like a prank, and was so angry that Shi Qingxuan slapped him hard.

Ruyu's palm slapped into the air, Bai Ye deftly avoided it sideways, his body bounced up, and ran away, Shi Qingxuan got up, and chased after him with a smile.

Time passed, and Bai Ye didn't expect that in the previous life of the Condor World, he had parents and relatives, but in this life, he had a wife who accompanied him silently and had no regrets.

But these people, who used to be by their side, will eventually go away one by one.

Quietly watching Shi Qingxuan blowing the jade flute under the starlight of the bamboo forest, the melodious sound of Xiao spread all over the courtyard and the lakeside, and spread far and wide in the thick night.

He knew that one day, the wife who accompanied him would be gone.

It was difficult for him to describe this feeling, and he didn't know if this was the process of pursuing immortality. It has been a hundred years since I turned around, a dream has been broken for eternity, and things are wrong when I wake up, only the stars, the sun and the moon are still the same, which may be the pain of seeking immortality.

Since she doesn't like immortality, why should she spend her life with her?

In the world, how can there be such a good thing?

Off topic: Why does anyone have a heroine? Why don't some people want to?

The Tang volume is coming to an end, and there are only seven or eight chapters, four of which are responsible for ridiculing and ridiculing, which is quite poisonous, and it is recommended to be cautious when watching it.

At the end of this volume, a volume epilogue will be written, explaining the next volume, as well as certain things.