116. Warmth
Where is Xia Guang?
Where?
Nobody knows.
Maybe it's just an alley full of lakes and willows, or maybe it's walking through a group of rich and luxurious mansions.
He has spent more than forty years in this world since he was born, but from another perspective, it is countless years, and the years have no effect on him at all.
His countenance remained the same as it had been at the moment of awakening.
Because from that moment on, time could no longer work on him.
At this time, the south of the Yangtze River in the world, flowers are blooming, umbrellas are like rain, children are chasing under the willow trees, and between the family in the middle of the lake and the land, a few leaves of flat boats can be faintly seen.
The bluestone arch bridge is like a bright moon, showing the illusion of a full moon in the lake surface of the mirror, as if it is always saying that perfection is just a delusion.
"Godmother, look at that person. ”
Suddenly, a playful voice sounded from the bridge.
"How old are you, why are you still like this, who is still worth seeing your godmother?"
The voice of the response was gentle, but also a little flat.
Accustomed to seeing joys and sorrows, how can it not be dull?
The lady in purple is in her fifties, with a mature flavor on her melon seed face, her long hair is tied into a bun, worn through with a green hairpin, her body is clean and spotless, and those eyes are particularly moving.
She is a rich man in Jiangnan, but she is unmarried, but she lives in a small building in the middle of the lake with her righteous daughter.
Her daughter's name was given to her other son.
Although she hadn't seen her for nearly forty years, she didn't even feel like she was in a position to call him a son.
Because he is so good, so good that his name is destined to be passed on to the eternals.
And she is already old, she is just a mortal, although martial arts are okay in the rivers and lakes, but these are not enough for her to resist the torture of the years.
"Godmother, look. ”
The lady in purple looked at the dignified goose-yellow shirted woman in front of her, who had a playful and eccentric look in her eyes that had not disappeared with the years.
The woman was pulling the purple lady's shirt at her side.
The lady in purple smiled helplessly, "This kid." ”
But he still turned his head sideways, and looked at the long willow, where sat a man, with a little melancholy, leaning against the body of the willow tree, which was not thick, with one leg bent, one leg stretched out, and the hanging right hand was still holding the wine gourd, looking up, and his black hair was carried back slightly by the lake breeze.
The lady in purple was stunned.
Rubbing his eyes.
opened it again, quietly looked into the distance, and couldn't help but run forward two steps and pounced on the guardrail of the Jiangnan Bridge.
In the distance, the man under the tree seemed to feel the gaze.
He also looked up slightly.
The water waves are like light, the clouds and shadows are floating, and the streets are bustling with people.
The man tilted his head sideways and smiled softly.
And the lady in purple on the bridge also smiled.
Her laughter was a little jerky, some came late, but not late.
"Guang'er"
The lady in purple bit her lip, and tears flowed down her cheeks, but these tears were tears of joy, tears of reunion after a long absence, thinking that she would never see each other again in this life, but she didn't want to be on the street, just a tear that she could meet when she turned back.
"Aunt Shadow. ”
The lazy man whispered.
This man is naturally Xia Guang, who disappeared after slaughtering the Protoss.
And the lady in purple was the little palace maid who took Xia Guang when she was a child, and she was also the former leader of the White Lotus Sect, Wang Jiuying, the righteous girl was originally named Wang Xuanzhou, and was later arrested by Xia Guang and forced to change her name to Wang Jiangnan, which meant that she and the little palace maid went to Jiangnan.
Jiangnan said that it is not small.
Even if they are in the same Jiangnan, when they don't have fate, they can't meet each other.
It's not big.
Because it is only a lake, two or three islands, four or five streets, and a patch of flowers that bloom and wither with spring, summer, autumn and winter.
The small building in the middle of the lake is on the east side of the West Lake, and there is a pontoon bridge connected to the land, and the island is regarded as a merchant area, where most of the rich live, and they jointly contributed silver, so that the government can strengthen the security here when patrolling, and also hired guards to guard this area tightly.
Many high-level chambers of commerce in Dazhou have houses here, and even many of them have settled here.
Wang Jiuying didn't know what to say, so he personally cooked and fried a few dishes, but he didn't know if it was to his taste, but he didn't dare to admit it when he didn't ride a high-headed horse today, but sat under the willow with a melancholy appearance.
The man cooked and ate a lot of dishes, Wang Jiuying breathed a sigh of relief, she was already in her fifties, and she was also a hidden master in Xiaozhu by the lake, because she was far away from the rivers and lakes, and she practiced the life skills of cooking to the full level in her spare time.
It's just that this man is used to eating and drinking, so she is worried that it is not to her taste.
Xia Guang put down the dishes and chopsticks, "Aunt Ying, if someone dies because of their kindness to you, how can you let go?"
Wang Jiuying was stunned and didn't answer.
Wang Jiangnan said, "At the beginning, my brothers of the White Lotus Sect all died for each other!
There was some resentment in her voice.
"Gangnam!"
Wang Jiuying scolded softly, signaling her not to talk nonsense.
"Really?"
Xia Guang hadn't thought about changing places, but now that he thought about it, he fell silent.
Affection for him is a strange place.
Others cultivate the Taishang ruthlessness, the unity of heaven and man, and then attain the Great Dao.
But he did the opposite.
Born to be powerful that no one can surpass, but I want to peel myself off from this cold loneliness, integrate into the simple world, and be a little ant that I once thought were.
What's so bad about ants?
Morning and death, ignorant of obscurity, no intention of spring and autumn.
After a few simple words, they all fell silent.
A few words of greeting over the years.
Then it was quiet again.
In the end, Xia Guang said, "The culprit who killed your Wang family back then was actually not my Da Zhou, but the Fengyue Channa of Buddhism, she turned into a national teacher and stirred up trouble in the world, but she is dead." ”
Wang Jiuying's dusty memory was opened again by a few simple words, and she looked at Xia Guang, who had grown up in front of her, "Aunt Ying has never hated you, I know that you let me go back then, otherwise according to the nature of the snow devil, I won't be able to leave the palace." ”
"Snow Goblins?"
Xia Guang was stunned.
"It's that Xia Yuxue Princess, according to generation, is your little niece. This deterrent in the Great Zhou Jianghu is actually stronger than you, but he disappeared later. ”
Wang Jiuying explained.
Xia Guang didn't expect his little niece to be so prestigious, thinking of Xia Yuxue, he thought of his little daughter Xia Sha Sha again, thinking of Xia Sha Sha He thought of Da Ji again, and thought of those days many years ago, and suddenly relieved for a while.
Time, only with temperature, is time, otherwise, eternity, is just the most boring waiting.
And that's exactly what is the most beautiful thing to be alive.
He suddenly figured it out.
"Do you still want to drink soup? The fish was newly caught by Jiangnan yesterday by the lake, and she has a fierce mouth, but she imitates you. She caught a big fish yesterday, and she said that there might be a distinguished guest.
No, you're here today. ”
Wang Jiuying laughed gently.
"Hmm. ”
Xia Guang nodded, "Put a little more salt, it's just lightened." ”
"Okay. ”
Wang Jiuying turned around and fluttered.
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