What is made of the lofty vault of heaven?

Where is the edge of the vast land?

Where does everything come from, and where will it go?

From the moment humans open their eyes and gaze at the world, they begin to wonder where it all began...... Or there's more bullshit to the problem.

Is there a true paradise in the vast universe, whether human beings have the way to liberation, and whether there is heaven in this world?

Can human beings have souls?

In this regard, Ye Qingxuan was not interested at all.

He's in the Great Source.

But he didn't come here to find answers or truth.

He just wanted to bring a girl back.

Since the Holy City separated, after missing her so many times, trying so many times, and failing so many times.

Only this one thing, Ye Qingxuan absolutely has to do it.

Never give up.

Then, he finally saw Bai Xi.

In the sound of the mighty bell chime, the heavy clouds opened one after another, revealing the majestic city. With the slamming opening of the vermilion gate, the hundred officials holding the jade plate stepped on the white jade under their feet and walked towards the solemn palace in the center of heaven and earth.

Worship under the colossus of the dragon's head, which is poured in lapis gold, decorated with beautiful jade, and painstakingly craftsman, and bow to the only master in the world.

This supreme emperor between heaven and earth.

"Bai Xi?"

Ye Qingxuan stared blankly at the cold silhouette of the hundred officials worshipping behind the bead curtain, and faintly glimpsed her slender eyes, as well as the prestige and indifference in her eyes that controlled the life and death of all things.

So, the emperor lowered his head and looked down at Ye Qingxuan, his brows furrowed slightly.

"Presumptuous! Who dares to call the Holy Lord by his name!" Someone let out a shrill voice and roared: "Take it! Take it down!"

In the heavy footsteps, a burly figure rushed towards Ye Qingxuan.

Ye Qingxuan subconsciously retreated, raised his hand to block in front of him, but there was no real sense of impact.

The burly guards who pounced on them scattered like smoke fabricated, and with them the magnificent and majestic palace like a myth, and the hundred officials and the emperor disappeared again in the fog.

"Cousin, what are you looking at?"

Ye Qingxuan heard the soft voice behind her, turned her head in astonishment, and saw her slightly immature delicate cheeks, she looked at herself close at hand, and her eyes were bent.

Laugh softly and briskly.

"What's wrong? Isn't my dress pretty?" Bai Xi looked at his puzzled expression, unfolded his sleeves, turned around, and showed him his goose-yellow shawl fluttering in the wind.

The long hair is like silver, reflecting the soft sunlight.

The eyes are like water, peaceful and quiet.

The whole world was so big, she just looked at herself, smiled and was full of joy, and then, carefully hiding what was behind her, her eyes blinked.

"Cousin, I have a gift for you. ”

Collapse!

Ye Qingxuan heard the sound of broken bones, turned around suddenly, and saw blood flowing on the ground, someone fell to the ground, separated under the knife and axe, and blood was splashed around.

Someone died.

But Ye Qingxuan couldn't see her face clearly.

Only Anglo's crown, soaked in blood, was still so showy.

Right in front of him, a slender figure lifted its foot and crushed the bloody skull, crushing the dull sound. Then, her scarlet-stained cheeks turned back.

The expression is not as unruly and arrogant as before, but has become charming.

It's like a corpse blooming in the dirt.

It exudes a dark and crazy atmosphere.

The axe was thrown in a pool of blood.

Bai Xi looked at himself and smiled, but it was chilling.

"Cousin, I gave you everything, but why do you still think about her in your heart? I know, I must have done something bad enough, made a mistake, made you angry, and I listened to your ...... everything."

She left a line of scarlet footprints on the ground, thinking of Ye Qingxuan coming.

The voice in his throat was weak, as if he was choking in suffocation: "It must be all to blame on this coquettish prodigal, right? She must have seduced you."

Cousin, look at me, please, see if I'm okay? Look, I've worked so hard......"

Ye Qingxuan closed his eyes.

The mournful voice was gone.

But the feeling of suffocation lingered.

When he opened his eyes, the corpse and Bai Xi were gone.

Only a lonely, emaciated figure was left in the distance.

Or white tide.

It's like growing up many years in an instant, and the immaturity of the girl is gone.

She had her back to her, her white hair curling up at the back of her head. Wearing a long black dress, the skin was pale, and a black veil hung from the brim of the hat, covering half of his face.

didn't notice Ye Qingxuan behind him.

Just wallow in grief.

Quietly staring at the tombstone in front of him, mourning for his husband who died young.

Tears slipped down her cheeks, fell on the tombstone, and finally seeped into Ye Qingxuan's name.

Ye Qingxuan was struck by lightning.

Someone was prostrate on the ground, tugging at his trouser legs, and his voice was hoarse: "Sir, all right, the Lord will bless you." ”

The misshapen, cricket beggar crawled on the ground with his rotting legs, his gray hair falling out, revealing a wrinkled scalp and a malignant wound on his face.

Unrecognizable.

She held the broken bowl and looked up at the stranger in front of her, her voice sharp as that of an owl: "Sir, have mercy on me, I beg you." ”

Rumble!

An impassioned trumpet sounded.

Announcing the end of the long night, the song of victory for the dawn is played.

The stake stake fell from the sky, crushing the beggars, and layers of chains bound Ye Qingxuan.

At that moment, Ye Qingxuan came back from his horror, thinking that he was besieged by the Order. But when he turned around, he saw the purification musician playing "Night on the Barren Mountain" behind him.

She was dressed in black like a crow, and her eyes were cold and gloomy,

"Sinner Ye Qingxuan, just arrest it. ”

But then, a new apparition appeared. With the sound of a shrill whistle, the warship with the black rider hanging high broke the waves, and on the deck, the short silver hair of the pirate king fluttered in the wind.

The charming cheeks of the adult were tanned, and the corners of the eyes were still scarred by the knife.

"Enough!"

Ye Qingxuan roared: "Stop!"

And so, it all came to an abrupt end.

Only a vague shadow appeared beside Ye Qingxuan, staring at him quietly, his eyes seemed to be pitying, and he seemed to be as plain as a thousand miles away.

"Where is this...... No, Dayuan shouldn't be like this......"

A calm voice rang out, answering his question.

It seems to be as soft as a woman, but with a distant and cold distance, it is out of reach.

"Dayuan is not here, Ye Qingxuan. ”

He said, "The Great Source is not anywhere that can be found by humans, nor can it be found by humans, and what you are in is only the outline of the Great Source on earth."

Like a mayfly, the mirror image of life and death, the reflection of the mirror. But for you, it doesn't matter. What you're looking for is here. ”

"Fart!"

Ye Qingxuan roared and roared at the shadow: "What I want is not an illusion! Do you want to play this game with me? I will accompany you as much as you want!"

"You've never seen any illusions, Ye Qingxuan, what you see is just the 'future'. Countless kinds of future ...... that result from countless pasts, countless choices"

The vague shadow led him forward, and once again returned to the majestic palace to meet the emperor.

"This is Bai Xi. ”

He said, "She has rejected you out of the balance of love and ambition." She didn't need Bai Heng to be able to defeat the emperor, as she thought, she did better than the previous emperors could imagine. Better than anyone could have imagined.

- Empress Bai Xi. ”

They move forward.

Ye Qingxuan saw that happy smile again, and his pure eyes rippled because of him. The whole world, she can only see herself.

"This is Bai Xi after giving up herself, Ye Qingxuan, she depends on you, loves you, can't do without you, just wants to win your smile and tenderness, and just wants to be with you forever.

A lover Bai Xi who no man can bear to refuse. ”

Then, there was the girl in a pool of blood.

"She loves you to the bone, and she is mad because of your betrayal, madman Bai Xi ......"

"This is the widow who presided over the funeral for you after you passed away due to illness after ten years of love with you. ”

"This Bai Xi, she didn't meet you after she left Yunlou, because she was gullible to another person, she was abducted and sold to be a prostitute, and after she was old and decrepit, she became a beggar, and begged you to be merciful in the mud.

Hehe, poor ghost Baixi. ”

"And this, on the night she was chased that day, she didn't see Lao Fei, and she didn't go to the alley where she met you again. She took refuge in Westminster Abbey, where Mephistopheles adopted her as her own and sent her to the Holy City...... She is the person in charge of the purification agency, the natural disaster elegy Shirashi. ”

"There's more, endless white tides.

This is Bai Xi, the pirate queen who did not go to Anglo and went to the Phantom Islands, this is Bai Xi, the prince of Yunlou, who was rescued by his uncle Yunlou Qingxi before his death, obtained the orthodoxy of Yunlou, and killed his father and sister, Bai Xi, the sage who replaced Hermes, and Bai Xi, the head of the Bai family who inherited the blood of the Bai family......

Countless pasts, countless choices, countless futures—"

The footsteps of the flickering figure stopped, and he looked sideways at him: "Ye Qingxuan, this is what you are looking for from Dayuan." ”

"And what are you?"

Ye Qingxuan looked at the vague shadow, and could only tell that she seemed to be a woman, but it was difficult to see her face clearly: "Or, should I call you 'Dayuan'?"

Like a reflection in a mirror.

When confronted with human questioning, He let out a self-deprecating chuckle that only humans have.

Then, out of nothingness and obscurity, the form emerges.

In the memory of the tide moon and the white tide, the image closest to perfection once again reveals the face of motherhood.

"I am a reflection. ”

She replied indifferently: "What you are facing is nothing more than the empty outline formed by the merger of the two personalities of the container, the logical machine formed by the filling of information, and the question-and-answer procedure that dialogues with you in the face of a human being."

I am the vessel that bears miracles.

Of course, you can call me Dayuan, and for humans, there is no difference between the two. ”

"Finally showing his face decently. ”

Ye Qingxuan looked at her eyes and made no secret of his rejection and hostility: "I don't care what exactly you want to do, what is your significance to mankind."

I don't have any questions for you.

I'm here just to take Shirashi.

So, don't stop me.

- Whatever you are!"

No anger, no high morning mockery.

There was no surprise or resentment, not even the unhappiness that comes with being hostile.

Just calm.

It's like Ye Qingxuan won't care about anything he does.

"The land will not refuse to be cultivated by people, nor will it prevent people from harvesting, and the same is true of Dayuan, from beginning to end, it is only human beings who want to change.

"Ye Qingxuan, what you want to do, this is your freedom. No one is going to stop you, at least not for the next five minutes. ”

She looked at Ye Qingxuan, her gaze passed through him, carelessly, as if the conversation between them was meaningless: "No matter what you do, you are the only one who is responsible for the choice." ”

"But where is Bai Xi!"

"Right behind you. ”

At that moment, Ye Qingxuan turned around and saw Bai Xi.

Thousands of white tides stand there quietly.

Empress Bai Xi, Lovers Bai Xi, Crazy Bai Xi, Cloud Tower Bai Xi, Natural Disaster Elegy Bai Xi, Pirate Queen Bai Xi......

At this moment, countless pasts and countless futures are superimposed in the same place in the projection of this great source, and countless kinds of white tides in countless destinies appear here.

Staring at himself.

At that moment, Ye Qingxuan could no longer suppress his anger, and roared towards Dayuan's projection: "I don't want this kind of false thing! Give me Bai Xi, the real Bai Xi!"

Otherwise, let me figure out how to kill you!"

"Isn't what you see the white tide that exists among the countless choices, Ye Qingxuan?" Dayuan's projection asked rhetorically, "Aren't you making a choice now?"

From a human perspective, it is difficult to observe endless changes, and now Dayuan brings everything to you.

Here, no matter which one it is, it is the real white tide.

The difference is just which one you want to take with you.

Ye Qingxuan, this is not a teasing, but a simple multiple-choice question.

No matter which one you choose, it will be the white tide that will remain in the world. ”

Da Yuan looked at him, waiting for his choice: "You can change all her fate, correct all her pain, and let her have a new life as you want, without any restraints, even if the person who binds her is yourself."

Don't you understand, Ye Qingxuan?

- Only you can save her. ”

Ye Qingxuan was stunned.

He turned his head and looked at the countless white tides, who were also looking at him.

gentleness, coldness, cruelty, loneliness, rebelliousness, compassion, peace, joy, gloom, gentleness......

Each one is completely different, but each one is the same white tide.

Among the thousands of white tides, choose the one you want to take away.

What the is this?

The generosity and bounty of Dayuan?

You can take just one with you.

From thousands of futures, thousands of hers, find the Bai Xi you love the most, or take away the Bai Xi who loves you the most...... What kind do you want?

One third gentle and cute, one third childish, plus a little surprise and mischievousness?

Or strong and self-reliant, who doesn't need your hard work to protect, and can fight side by side with you in the face of the storms of this world.

Or is it an independent, holy and pure, goddess-like kaolin flower?

It's all right, Ye Qingxuan, it's all right.

You can create the perfect type of your heart as you like, there are countless options here, you can choose your favorite woman at will, and she will love you as much as you want.

In a trance, the girl in his past memory seemed to be blowing in his ear, urging him to make a choice.

Cousin, which one do you like?

Of course I ......

Ye Qingxuan was stunned.

Thoughts came to an abrupt halt.

He looked down blankly and looked at his palm, seeing the faint glint of insignificant light on his fingertips. Faint enough to be noticed, but it did follow him out of the labyrinth.

It was the tide moon.

The last vestiges of the tide moon.

"Idiot!"

He slapped himself hard: "I'm a fool!"

At that moment, Ye Qingxuan's chaotic consciousness seemed to be opened up by electric light, ushering in a long-lost abruptness and comprehension.

This is a belated discovery.

But when Ye Qingxuan found out, it was meaningless......

He turned abruptly and looked at the projection beside him, as if he understood that she knew what she was asking:

"Actually, it's one, isn't it? The white tide and the tide moon are originally one! The white tide is the opposite of the tide moon, but the tide moon is also a part of the white tide!"

It seems to be questioning, and it seems to want to confirm the truth.

"From the beginning, she was only one, just split in two, right?" he pulled his hair in remorse, "I should have understood, but I ignored it because of the huge difference, I am an idiot." How could it be two, how could it be sisters? Even if they are different in height and figure, isn't this a deliberately cultivated difference? Otherwise, how could they have such a close connection?

Whether it's the tide moon or the white tide, it's all herself!"

In the silence, Dayuan's projection didn't answer, just looked at him, smiled and didn't say anything.

But Ye Qingxuan finally found the final answer.

He turned his head and couldn't help but want to smile bitterly at the countless stares that were waiting quietly.

It was only now that he finally understood what Mr. Hu said to himself.

'Accept the other side of her' - this is true, but Mr. Hu, you didn't say that this other side would be so huge, huge and scary......

It was only now that Ye Qingxuan realized that he had never really understood Bai Xi.

"So, who am I to choose you?"

He murmured softly, and lifted his finger to pick up the dim flash.

"Then let her choose!"

Ye Qingxuan made a final reply towards Dayuan's projection: "Listen, this is my request." Let her choose what kind of self she becomes!"

Whether it's a white tide or a tide moon.

Be a female emperor above 10,000 people, the duke of Yunlou, the executioner of the silent mechanism, or the caged bird who gave up his own because of Ye Qingxuan, or even a madman who is jealous and crazy......

Anything goes.

Let her be free to be herself!