The candlelight is dim, and the meditation room is cold.

Two people sit at a simple wooden table, and the flickering candles on it reflect half of each face. One is cold and fierce, the other is silent and detached.

"You mean...... There's nothing you can do about it? His voice was as cold as his face.

"On the second day of the donor's self-cultivation in the Ice Jade Cold Cave, the poor monk saw this girl." Mu Yu's eyes in the light were clear, like a child: "By accident, the poor monk suddenly discovered that the reason for her physical difference was that she still had a real body in another world......"

Yuwen Xuancang's eyebrows tightened.

The poor monk knew that the benefactor could not believe this, not only the benefactor, but also anyone could hardly believe that one soul could have two real bodies. It's only the faint aura of the body in another world that makes her survive in this world, once she ......"

"You're saying she'll be able to ...... as long as the real body disappears?"

"That other world is far away, and no one can go to it except herself......"

"Will she ...... herself?"

At this point, he suddenly thought of the day of the wedding, thunder and lightning, and the first thing she said after waking up was...... "Xuanchang, don't go back, catch me, don't let me go......"

This kind of thing is known only to herself, and if she really understands, she must not say it, otherwise she will go and never return. Besides, she has no soul, and even if her true body disappears, she doesn't know where she will go. And I have to tell the donor that because the true body of the other world still exists, every time there is thunder in the future, although she has a spiritual object to protect her body, so that her soul will not leave the body, she will definitely suffer the pain of her body like a car split......"

Yuwen Xuancang's hand on the side of the desk clenched violently: "Is there no other way?" ”

As he shook his head, the black cloth that covered his right eye moved into the candlelight: "Unless the true body of the other world dies......"

"I just want to know how she spent the last fifteen years......"

"The donor forgot that her mother is a Yun-descended woman......"

"I really forgot ......"

"But it's useless, if a Yun-descended woman marries a man of a foreign race, she will definitely live a long life......"

Yuwen Xuancang sneered: "According to what you said, you can only sit and wait for that real body to die, otherwise she will be harmed by thunder for the rest of her life?" ”

Master Kongkong was silent for a moment: "The donor is really affectionate to that woman......"

Yuwen Xuancang frowned and said nothing, and his face became more and more cold.

"The poor monk wants to tell a story to the benefactor......

"Story?"

The corners of Yuwen Xuancang's lips were slightly raised...... Master Sora is kidding, right? It's all like this, how can he still be in the mood to listen to any stories?

Seeing that his eyes were full of incredulity and ridicule, Master Kongkong smiled slightly, his eyes were pure: "It's just a story, maybe a little to solve the confusion in front of you, anyway, I don't know where to go for the time being, just talk to solve my worries......"

Yuwen Xuancang leaned into the back of the chair tiredly, closed his eyes, and waved his hand on the side of the desk gently.

The pure gaze gradually turned into a depth that was difficult to touch, and Master Kongkong closed his eyes slightly, and turned the rosary between his fingers: "A long, long time ago, an ascetic practiced in the firewood room......"

"Xuanchang ......"

Suddenly, there was an exclamation of fear and sorrow in my ears.

Yuwen Xuancang immediately opened his eyes, but he moved to the next door in an instant, and hugged the person who was crying on the couch: "Jinling ......"

"Xuanchang, don't die, I don't want you to die, you don't want to die! Xuanchang, wake up, don't die, don't die......"

Yuwen Xuancang hugged her tightly, but he couldn't stop her struggle. Her eyes were half-open and half-closed, and her tears were misty, as if she was immersed in a terrible nightmare, and she couldn't see the eagerness and heartache in his eyes, and only shouted "Don't die, don't die......

What terrible nightmare did she have?

"Jinling, wake up, I'm fine, I'm here ......" he reassured, but his sharp gaze swept towards Master Kongkong.

"She just went to the Ice Jade Cold Cave at the turn of Haizi on July 14......" Master Kongkong was very indifferent.

"You ......" Yuwen Xuancang's expression changed suddenly.

Master Kongkong closed his eyes slightly: "Don't forget, don't forget, she is the descendant of the Yun-descended woman, and this is the entrance to the Ice Jade Cold Cave......"

The tone became more relaxed: "This is very good, otherwise it will also make her inadvertently have an extra criminal ......"

Yuwen Xuancang looked at him, and really hated that he couldn't break this person into powder in an instant.

Master Kongkong sighed, shook the Buddha bead on Su Jinling's head, and read a sentence in his mouth.

Su Jinling's crying stopped, and her eyes gradually brightened.

She looked at the unfamiliar room in disbelief, and saw the empty master who had a black cloth covering her right eye and left eye but was as pure as a child, and immediately remembered that he was the strange monk she met in Ganlu Temple during the Midyear Festival: "You ......"

"Jinling ......"

A familiar call suddenly sounded in my ears.

She hurriedly raised her eyes, meeting a pair of anxious eyes.

In an instant, that terrifying and terrifying scene swept over again.

She raised her hand tremblingly, put on the placket of his embroidered silver stripe on his right side, and suddenly tugged hard......

Yuwen Xuancang suddenly understood what she was going to do, and when he tried to stop her, he heard her scream: "Let go of me!" ”

His hand rested on her wrist, slowly loosened, and hung down at his side.

Master Kongkong took a step back and disappeared beyond the green cloth curtain.

Her hands trembled so much that she didn't obey the call, and it took a long time to untie the collar of her middle blouse and pull it down......

A T-shaped scar, just like the blue phoenix flapping its wings in, although it is very small, the pale pink color seems to melt into the snow-like skin next to it, but it is still shocking, like a sharp blade piercing into the eye, piercing into the heart.

Tears slipped down again, blurring the faint powder. She blinked hurriedly, shaking off the fog, and only stared fixedly.

"It's already already...... he gently pulled down her hand that was holding the hem of her robe.

She suddenly threw herself into his arms, hugged him, and cried loudly: "You are a fool! It's a liar! Why? Why? I don't want you to die! It's me wrong, I'm wrong......"

She was incoherent, but he couldn't help laughing, patted her on the back and comforted her softly, "It's all over." Don't cry and take a break......"

She refused, only grabbed him by the placket, crying heartbroken and helpless.

He had no choice but to sit on the edge of the collapse with her. She was sick for many days, and finally she was tired of crying, and she wanted to fall asleep in a daze, but she was afraid that she would get sick because of this, so she made her say a few words, and waited until her sobbing stopped bothering her again.

He leaned to the side and pulled the sable fur close to her chin, tucking it carefully. Seeing the messy hair on his cheeks, he gently pinned it behind his ears, revealing a slightly flushed face. Her little mouth was still pouting, muttering from time to time, as if she was still immersed in the thrilling scene of her dream and could not sleep peacefully.

He stared at her for a long time, then put his arm behind his head and caressed her little head with his other hand. He closed his eyes slightly, sighed, and a smile appeared on the corner of his lips, and he fell asleep after a while.

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Red Mist ...... The sky is full of red mist...... And so it swept in.

A phoenix burning with demonic blue fire fluttered its wings and soared, tearing through the snow mist like lightning, turning into a sharp arrow and piercing the heart of the snow-colored figure.

The snow stood tall, but in the scarlet that flew like rain, it gradually blurred and disappeared......

"Xuanchang ......," she exhaled in pain.

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"Jinling, wake up, wake up ......"

She opened her eyes in fright, and when the floating faces in front of her finally merged into one, she still stared at him in disbelief for a long time, and suddenly threw herself into his arms and hugged him tightly.

Her strength was so great that she was afraid that he would disappear as soon as she let go.

He patted her arm and couldn't help but smile, "It's okay, it's just a dream......"

His voice was unusually gentle, and at last she gradually relaxed her nerves, heard his heartbeat clearly, and felt his breath warm in her ears.

Slowly let go of his hand, stared at the snow-colored robe in front of him for a long time, and suddenly reached out to pull his placket.

finally couldn't help laughing out loud and grabbed her wrist: "Okay, okay, it's been fine for a long time, hurry up and clean up, we should go back......"

Get back......

It was as if I had finally woken up......

The faint morning light shines through the white silk paper, quietly reflecting everything in the house.

"It's ......"

He didn't say anything, but only lost the sentence "Make the bed and come out", and first lifted the blue curtain and went out.

She got out of the bed, folded the blue cloth quilt and set it aside, and set the dark flower pillows in order.

Just with this movement, a line of red rope suddenly emerged from the side of the pillow.

It's a palm-sized bag, heavy.

Open the bag......

One hundred and twenty copper plates pierced by a string of red ropes are new and bright; The two sets of gold dishes and bottles the size of fingernails, although they are small, have moire carvings and are extremely chic; Ten small gold bills are exquisite, and there is also a red velvet brocade box......

Open it......

It turned out to be a pair of beaded earrings, with a simple style, only a silver thread connected with a white pearl. However, the silver thread was so thin that if there was no light, it would be like a star floating between your fingers.

She spread them out on the couch, looked at them one by one, picked out the earrings, hesitated for a moment, pursed her lips and smiled, put them on her ears, and put the rest carefully into the bag, and the rest carefully put them into the bag, but saw that the pillow was still uneven.

Gently lift the ......

Oranges, lychees, cakes, and dates that symbolize "auspiciousness", "profit", and "highness" are also beautifully wrapped there.

When did he hide these things?

The corners of his lips curled, he took out a handkerchief to wrap the New Year's fruit, and then looked for him to see if he had hidden any surprises. To be sure that there is nothing missing, Fang lifted the curtain and walked out.

Yuwen Xuancang was standing in the courtyard and talking in a low voice with a man in a brown monk's robe.

The morning sun showed half of his face on the low courtyard wall, and shrouded the soft brilliance on the white sable fur wind, spreading it into a faint layer of golden red, so noble, so holy.

Su Jinling finally understood why there was the word "Pengsheng shining", and this ugly courtyard was shining brightly because of him. Not only this small courtyard, but also her, her heart seems to be illuminated by the light, warm as spring.

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PS: It's said that it's because the server has been upgraded and the upgrade has been completed, but why doesn't it seem to be normal on my side......