In the face of Lin Fan's choice, no one could understand that with his current status, what kind of woman he wanted to marry, why he wanted to marry a woman from a peasant family, and this woman was still a mute.

Lin Fan's wedding was very lively, although his original intention was to be simpler, but he couldn't stand so many people who wanted to curry favor with him, and even the emperors of those small border countries sent people to send gifts.

The emperor of Great Xia, Mu Hibiscus, was even present in person and sent his blessings.

At night, the joy of the newlywed, Lin Fan was supposed to be the time for the cave room to spend candles, but at this time, he came to the roof with the bride.

"I know you're not dumb, and I'll never forget the voice you called me by name when I was a child."

On the roof, Lin Fan whispered softly, holding his bride with one hand, watching this splendid galaxy with her.

"Perhaps, the bird I saw was not a bird, or maybe it was my past life, right?"

Lin Fan looked at his bride with a soft face, there was uncontrollable love in his eyes, as he became the Great Confucian of the Great Xia Kingdom for more and more time, he saw some things more and more clearly.

There is heaven and earth in the heart, and all things can be obtained.

But only that flying bird is not in his control at all, which can only show that the flying bird is not from his world, and there is such a situation, as well as his new wife in front of him.

This night, the good time belonging to the two of them was spent on the roof, Lin Fan told his wife all his conjectures and his conjectures about the world, but his wife didn't say a word, just looked at him like this, and listened to him all night.

The next day, it was business as usual.

Lin Fan's life has also become calmer, teaching every day, taking the children to see the magnificent rivers and mountains of Great Xia.

In such days, after seven or eight years, Lin Fan has also changed from an uncle in his forties to an elder in his fifties.

One day this year, the old father at home was asleep, Lin Fan knelt in front of his father's spirit, crying like a child, leaving home in his twenties, returning home in his forties, and only taking care of his father for a few years, his father passed away.

"Xiao Fan, your father left very peacefully, you don't need to be sad, you are my Great Confucian, in this life, the greater the ability, the greater the responsibility."

"Otherwise, it's empty time, you know?"

In her arms, Lin Fan's mother gave Lin Fan a final lesson with a kind face, she was going too, otherwise she was afraid that Lin Fan's father would have no one to take care of him over there, and no one to talk to him.

In just a few days, Lin Fan sent his parents away one by one, everything in this world is changing, the only thing that hasn't changed is the bird that flies to see him every day, and the wife who looks at him with a smile every day.

When Lin Fan was sixty years old, he moved his mind and wanted to go all over Great Xia, but in his life, he just relied on the thoughts in his chest to see the magnificent mountains and rivers of Great Xia, and he had never really set foot in every place.

"You and I have no children, but we have been loving for more than ten years, and today I am leaving."

"When my life is near, I will come back, and I will come back to see you."

When the wife in front of him married him, her appearance hardly changed, and she was still the same woman.

The woman smiled at Lin Fan, nodded, and handed the reins in her hand to Lin Fan's hand, this carriage was the one he rode back then, and the horse had become an old horse.

"Old man, I didn't expect you to be here."

The moment he saw the old horse, Lin Fan laughed, got back into the carriage, and gradually disappeared at the gateway of the town.

From this day on, the Great Confucianism of Great Xia disappeared, but there was one more old man in heaven and earth, mountains, rivers, rivers, grasslands, basins, there was no place that Lin Fan had never reached, and seeing these scenes with his own eyes made his eyes more wise.

"This is the real world, and it is really difficult to appreciate the magnificence of mountains and rivers without seeing it with your own eyes."

Lin Fan walked day by day, drank the nectar in the mountains when he was thirsty, and took the earth as his seat when he was sleepy

In order to be eaten, when he is hungry, he eats some fruit from the tree, he is appreciating the heaven and earth, and he is gradually becoming a part of the heaven and the earth.

When Lin Fan was seventy-eight years old, he felt something in his heart, knowing that his limit was approaching, even if there was no limit, his old horse was about to be unable to walk, and whether he could pull him back to that town was now a difficult problem.

"Old man, I'm refueling, and when we get home, the two of us can have a good rest."

Lin Fan rubbed the dull mane on the old horse's neck, and the old horse now even became a little difficult to respond to Lin Fan.

In this way, one man and one horse embarked on the return journey, this return journey that I don't know if I can reach the end.

It seemed that for Lin Fan's imminent death, the world began to cry bitterly, and the heavy rain continued for nearly a month, but even such heavy rain did not cause natural disasters such as flash floods.

When the sun shone again, in the direction of the gateway of the town, the bell around the horse's neck rang loudly, and on the carriage, Lin Fan lay peacefully on the dilapidated small wooden plank, no longer breathing, but his eyes were still open.

"You're back......

The woman seemed to have been standing at the gate of the town waiting for Lin Fan to return, and had never left here.

After the woman arrived at the carriage, the old horse also came to the end of its life, and it completed its mission in this life and brought Lin Fan home. qδ

The woman had laughed all her life, and it was at this moment that she burst into tears.

"You said you wanted to come back and see me, and now that people have seen it, why can't you say a word to me?"

Lin Fanxue, the whole country is in mourning!

The great Confucian who had maintained peace in Great Xia for nearly thirty years passed away.

On the other side, the city of the ice fields.

Yan Qinghua woke up from his sleep, his eyes were full of tears, this was the only way the World Tree could think of, with one of his purest branches, to connect one of them with the life Lin Fan was in, he wanted to see if he could wake up Lin Fan through this method.

But after Yan Qinghua entered the world where Lin Fan was, he found that he couldn't speak, unless Lin Fan died.

"The little junior brother became a great Confucian in Great Xia, and he seems to know something, because there will always be a bird that will appear to look at him, every day."

"But from what I've observed, it seems that the little junior brother doesn't want to wake up from that world."

Hearing Yan Qinghua say this, the faces of the people gathered here all turned gloomy, not only the news that Yan Qinghua brought back, but also the time that had passed in Lin Fan's life.

In the world of Great Confucianism, Lin Fan lived a total of seventy-eight years, that is, seventy-eight years.

And they couldn't have imagined that the time of Lin Fan's world would be the same as their world, and seventy-eight years had passed in the outside world!