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The official ignored him, looked at the person over there and walked straight over, Jun Ze looked at the half of his face hidden in the spree, it seemed to be familiar, but he didn't remember seeing it there, he only slowly stood up and looked at the man who was half a head taller than him.

The man in Tsing Yi reached out and gently took him into his arms, and hit his face with a warm tone, "Welcome home." ”

Jun Ze didn't make a sound, and there was no ripple in his heart, maybe he had guessed who the man holding him was, but he didn't know why his emotions didn't fluctuate at all, could it be that he really lost the most important piece in his heart?

"Who are you?" JunZe finally asked.

The fingers of the man in Tsing Yi gently stroked his face, although he didn't know what kind of mood such an action was expressing, Jun Ze would always feel the slightest ripple in his heart that he could barely perceive.

The man gently leaned into his ear, "From now on, your name will be Qi Guan Xiaoyu (Yu), and I am Qi Guan Xiyao, that is, your elder brother, a survivor who was away from home and was spared the baptism of that man. ”

Junze, "......"

After ups and downs, the best way for Shaoqing to recover his strength is to sleep, sleeping from the Netherworld to the spiritual cultivation peak, his mind is blank again, the white world makes him feel very empty in his heart, and it is different from the time when Dongming came back, at that time, he could feel that there was still a hug to rely on, but this time, there was nothing.

In a trance, he learned everything, the person he admired the most always wanted to kill his father, and finally wrapped himself in a huge conspiracy, the master who had raised him for more than four years was gone, and his dearest brother killed his dearest father, and then disappeared without a trace, these bloody things added up to too heavy, so heavy that this person who had just turned sixteen did not want to wake up from that barrenness, he was afraid that he would feel even more lost when he woke up, so that he was desperate.

Nothing, not even nightmares......

I don't know how much time has passed, the moment I opened my eyes, there were white curtains all around, Shaoqing knew that this was his grandfather's resting place, but his spirit was still in a trance.

The window was blown open by the wind, and the cold wind wrapped in snowflakes blew the curtain in the house, Shaoqing looked at the white mist blowing in front of him, his eyes were blurred and unfocused, and his whole body was in pain, he didn't dare to move in pain, and he doubted whether he was also dead.

There was still a little white ghost lying beside him, and he became petite again after being borrowed from cultivation, lying on the pillow and sleeping darkly, and his little face that was squeezed and deformed gave Shaoqing a little comfort, no matter where he went, fortunately there was him.

I don't know how much time passed, someone came in outside, a person dressed in plain clothes, and changed the medicine for him, but Shaoqing couldn't see his face clearly, it wouldn't be Gu Qi after all, because that person's hands wouldn't be so heavy, and his hair seemed to be longer than this person's, besides, wasn't he still taking care of that Mo Qingming at the bottom of the mountain, how could he run back.

Yamashita ...... Yamashita must be busy right now......

After lying in the room for a day, he was finally able to sit up, and the person who had been taking care of Shaoqing was really not Gu Qi, but another disciple of his grandfather, but Shaoqing didn't know what his name was, and he didn't even have the strength to ask at this time.

I came to the door and looked at the heavy snow outside, and there was a thick layer on the ground, but I no longer saw anyone sweeping with a broom.

It was very quiet outside, so quiet that it was silent, Shaoqing walked along the corridor step by step, slowly making Bai Kui, who was lying on his shoulder, blind and drowsy, and finally came to the door of Luanqing Palace, but there was no shadow of someone inside, the two fairy birds guarding the door nodded and shook their heads at him, and called twice, Shaoqing looked along the side of the world they said, and there were three figures sitting under the Bodhi tree in the distance, one white and two red.

When I came to the tree, it was like a transparent attic, and the wind and snow could not blow in, so it was warm and warm.

Three days have passed since the Netherworld, and the baby who was seriously injured by the official in the north dome can also get up and move, at this moment there are several plates of peaches sent by the little peach god under the mountain in front of him, and he is peeling the peach skin one by one with a knife, and there are several peeled ones on the plate in the arms of the red tassel next to him, while eating two eyes and looking greedily at the one in the hand of the baby.

Shaoqing sat down on the side, took off the cloak on his body and put it away, and called "grandpa".

The voice was very hoarse, as if panting out of breath, Yanwa seemed to notice him coming, looked up, Shaoqing's decadent appearance at this time needless to say, and I didn't know what to say to him, after looking at it for a while, thinking about something, he lowered his head and peeled peaches again.

Old Ancestor slowly opened his eyes, looked at the kid with his head hanging on his back, and raised his hand to touch the top of his head, "I've been waiting for you for a long time." ”

I haven't seen him for three days, and this old man seems to be much older.

Shaoqing looked at the fog at the end of the world, Bai Kui slipped from his shoulder into the cloak in his arms, snorted and turned over and still slept soundly, Shaoqing hugged him in a daze, and spoke for a long time, "Grandpa, if it is painful for a person to live, is it necessary for him to live again?"

Old Ancestor straightened his clothes, "If he doesn't live, how can he be sure that if he doesn't live, he won't suffer?"

Shaoqing watched the saliva on the corner of Bai Kui's mouth flow down and soak his clothes, "Then how can I not be in pain?"

Ancestor, "If you are happy, you will not be painful." ”

Shaoqing, "Then how can you be happy?"

Old Ancestor, "Child, if you want to open some, there's nothing you can't get by." ”

Shaoqing looked at him, "But I'm stuck here now, I feel like I'm going to die." ”

Old Ancestor, "Are you afraid of death?"

Shaoqing, "I'm even more afraid that I won't be able to die." ”

Old Ancestor, "What about others?"

Shaoqing, "That's their own choice." ”

Old Ancestor, "You don't care?"

Shaoqing lowered his head and was silent, and only then did he speak, "I don't want anyone to die." ”

Old Ancestor, "That's impossible. ”

Shaoqing, "I'm just thinking about it." ”

Ancestor, "But that won't come to fruition after all." ”

Shaoqing, "Do you want to tell the reality that it's so cruel?"

Old Ancestor, "That's your own opinion. ”

Shaoqing raised his head, and the ancestor looked at the vast snow cliff, "The end of life is the beginning of a new round of life, just like the morning sun and the sunset, maybe tomorrow you will not know you today, but he will always know that he has had a you today." ”

"Does it make sense?" Shaoqing's eyes were still unfocused.

Old Ancestor smiled slightly, "That's also your own opinion, have you ever thought about your past life?"

Shaoqing, "I thought about it, but I don't remember who he was." ”

Old Ancestor, "If you don't remember that you had a past life now, do you feel that the first starting point of your life began at this moment?"

Shaoqing didn't answer, he looked at the old man blankly, and the ancestor also looked at him, "Perhaps, you are dead at this moment." ”

Shaoqing, "......"