In the carriage in the face of Shaodian's persuasion, Shi Xumo said that it was unnecessary and didn't want to go, but he still wanted to see Jialan again in his heart, he didn't think of her before, but now he remembered it and suddenly became awkward.

When the love first opened, Qingtong's only favorite was her. Even if time flies and things are wrong, the love is still there. Memories can't deceive people, and feelings can't deceive either. It's just that now he is no longer the Qingtong he was at the beginning, no matter how strong his love is, there will be a day when he will fade.

But Shaodian's words have been lingering in his heart, perhaps...... Really won't see you again.

Take a look, it can be regarded as an old fate. Finally, he said this to himself.

That night, Xumo infiltrated the dungeon of the Anting Palace, where he wasted some effort due to the heavy mechanisms. It's just that he didn't expect that as soon as he entered the stone chamber with his front foot, he came in with his back foot. He hurriedly found a place to hide and see what Zhao Han wanted to do.

However, Zhao Han didn't do anything, he sat calmly on the stone platform and looked at Jialan, who was half-sunk in the water, Jialan's eyes were half-open, and his eyes were dull as if he was waking up from a dream.

Zhao Han turned his back to him and only stayed for half an hour before leaving. Xumo walked out of the darkness and stepped up the stone steps to stand on the stone platform. He looked over calmly, Jialan's blue clothes were immersed in the dark red and transparent pool water, and her thin body swayed slightly with the water waves.

Jialan's appearance is completely different from what she remembers, she has changed.

He's changed, they've all changed.

He crouched down with a calm face, trying to reach out and touch her. However, he had apparently forgotten that Jialan was suspended in the middle of the pool at the moment, and he couldn't touch it at all.

He looked at her half-exposed face fixedly, and there was no fluctuation in his heart, yes, no matter how strong the love is, I am afraid that it will be wiped out after experiencing such a thing.

For many years, Xumo has been hoping that someone can call out his true name and wake him up from the killing. He could now understand Jialan's mood at that time, and he could also think of how ridiculous he had said to her at that time.

Jialan's calm face flickered in the jumping candlelight, and he wanted to call her name, Jialan......

He opened his thin lips lightly, but in the end he only let out a chuckle.

Yes, Heavenly Dao is watching them, and these few of them are related, and they can't call each other's names.

Once their existence is perceived, the Heavenly Dao will definitely destroy them directly.

Oh, don't call it, a name, that's it.

Three thousand years ago

When she first woke up, she just opened her eyes and saw Jialan sitting on the swing under the tree in blue, the sun was just right, the sky was clear, she suppressed her hair that was blown by the wind and looked up at him, and smiled.

His spiritual power is unstable, his body is not completely transformed, and he is half-stuck on his body at the moment and can't get out......

She giggled and swung the swing hard to fly in front of him, and the swing fell, and she stopped in front of him. Her eyes reflected his appearance, still young, even a little terrifying.

She looked at him softly and touched his pointed ears with tender shoots.

Half of his face was as smooth as jade, his forehead was covered with rattan roots, and his blue and green eyes blinked, as if curious about her movements.

"Awake?" she said softly, familiarly, not at all like the first time she had seen him.

The back half of his body was still in the trunk of the tree, and the part below his waist was all sunk inside, unable to move.

Jialan laughed lightly when he saw that he couldn't get out and couldn't go in again, "Why are you in such a hurry to come out?"

He was silent, just looking at her. She smiled very beautifully, her eyebrows and eyes were crooked, soft like a pool of warm pool water. His heart was slightly cold, and he was still ignorant and let her press him back.

She said, "It's not time yet, let's sleep a little longer." ”

The body slowly melted into the tree with her spiritual power, and he was stunned, until only one face was left exposed, he didn't know why, he just wanted to say something, but his throat was like a dry branch, and he couldn't make a sound.

Seeing his anxious appearance, Jialan couldn't help but ask him, "What do you want to say?"

“...... Ahem...... "He pushed his head forward, trying to get closer, his mouth wide open, squeezing his throat.

"You're not yet in shape, you can't speak. Jialan blinked, leaning in and stroking his cheek. "Alright, good boy. ”

He stopped, looked at Jialan's smiling face and stopped struggling, closed his eyes and sank into the tree.

Later, Jialan stayed by his side day and night to send him spiritual power to help him transform as soon as possible. She liked to sit on the swing under the tree and on his branches, but she hadn't sat since he came out.

The seasons change, the stars change, year after year, and finally one day, he came out again, standing by the swing intact, looking at the swing swaying in the wind, but did not find her.

He sat in the tree for a day, and the next morning he saw Jialan leisurely walking out of the forest and sitting on the swing under the tree. He didn't speak, but sat quietly, watching as if she was thinking something.

The wind swept up the canopy, and the yellowed sycamore leaves fell and floated at her feet. She looked up, and finally saw him, and the next second she raised a bright smile, and the sun fell into her eyes, and the golden light in her eyes flashed, like pebbles entering a lake, surging blue waves.

God gave him the name, Qingtong-kun.

Maybe it was too windy, or maybe his voice was too quiet, her puzzled eyes gradually cleared, and she smiled, she smiled and called him, "Tongxin." ”

Since then, he has an extra name - Tongxin.

The whole clan of mountain ghosts bowed to the ground to worship and welcome his new life, he was brought into the realm of mountain ghosts, and was called the mountain god by them, but in fact he was still young, and his spiritual power was far from reaching the point of becoming a god.

Jialan was always by his side, leading him to sit on the high chair made of 10,000-year-old vine wood, which he stumbled to walk.

In the hundred years when he had just become a "mountain god", Jialan not only used his spiritual power to raise him, but also the entire Tongshan.

Later, after listening to some old mountain ghosts, he learned that in the years when he was about to transform, the ten days were scorching, and the world fell into darkness, and Jialan only used her own strength to create a "sun" for them, and the enchantment she created saved the mountain spirits of Tongshan from the pain of burning, and also blessed the animal spirits who fled into the mountains, allowing them to survive, including people.

What a powerful force that even the gods of the Divine Realm could not protect the spirit of a mountain from the flames with their own strength.

Jialan seemed to be soft and weak, not as strong as they said, and he asked her, why can you guard such a mountain with one spirit?

She smiled and said softly: "Then what can I do, I have guarded you for a thousand years, and I can't let that fire burn you all at once." She only said she kept him.

He looked at her, and something seemed to melt in his eyes, and he laughed along.

When he was older, he no longer had to rely on absorbing Jialan's spiritual power to grow, and the mountain ghost elders surrounded him to teach him various techniques for cultivating Lingze, and he could also rely on his own cultivation to improve his spiritual power.

He was very busy every day, and Jialan was idle, strolling around every day, but he never went out of Tongshan.

He had always felt that he and Jialan were together, and those mountain ghosts always had an urge to avoid him.

Only later did he vaguely understand something. Most of the ordinary mountain ghosts like to wear all kinds of green clothes, which is related to their own attributes.

But he ......

He looked at the blue coat he had never changed.

It seems that he was dressed in blue from the beginning, but the dryad should have been dressed in green, or at least his own suit.

Why?, he asked.

"I guess my spiritual power is integrated into your body. Jialan looked at his strange eyes, and felt very guilty.

"Originally, I used your spiritual power to make you like this, but now that you use mine, we are also a family. She laughed. "Don't worry, I will protect you, it doesn't matter if your spiritual power is unstable, it's enough to have me. ”

Jialan didn't know much about this, and only thought that his spiritual power was unstable.

He nodded, his hand pushing her back and forth, and she sat on the swing, and suddenly turned around and changed direction.

He looked at her in amazement, her eyes rapidly zooming in and getting closer and closer to him. She spread her legs slightly, and her calves quickly passed through his creaky socket to quickly pick up the young him, and floated around the edge of the cliff.

Jialan's "giggling" laughter echoed on the edge of the cliff, and he resisted the fear of messing up in the wind.

Later, he had enough strength to hide his blue eyes, but the clothes never changed.

Jialan's eyes are as blue as the sea, and there is always starlight when he smiles, which is the most beautiful pair of eyes he has ever seen.

Jialan began to get busy again after being idle for a while, she took care of the spirit beast spirit tree in the mountain, no matter who was injured, as long as she encountered it, it would definitely be cured, if she met a carnivorous spirit creature prey, it would also be driven away, and over time, the number of spirit creatures in the mountain was too large to tolerate, and the mountain ghost patriarch had to go to her in person, so that she would stop meddling in the competition between animals.

Jialan promised her, but if she encountered an injured spiritual object, she would still treat it, but she would no longer save the killing.

All the spirits of Tongshan know that Jialan is very powerful, and he is even about to become a Buddha because of saving the spirit of Tongshan Mountain. Tongshan is very large, and it can even be said to be a realm of its own, many spiritual objects can transform into human form, but once they transform into human form, their spiritual power will be suppressed, so that they are no different from people.

Therefore, Jialan is not only saving a mountain, but also a small world, and the merits are great.

Her original intention was to protect the Qingtong tree, but later the enchantment expanded to the realm of mountain ghosts, and then to the entire Tong Mountain, and finally even the Terran villages at the foot of the mountain were included, so that the human race would not be in danger of extinction.

She is kind-hearted and always soft-hearted. She still has a lot of mirrors that she can't understand, so she has the power to become a Buddha, but she is always a step behind.

The Buddhas in the world have all perished, and if Jialan becomes a Buddha, then she is the last Buddha in this world. But the disappearance of the Buddha is a foregone conclusion, and the way of heaven will not let her become a Buddha.

The days in Tongshan were a little too idle, and gradually she could no longer see the injured animals, and she began to be confused and always in a daze.

He used to go to see her often, but because of his poor physique, he needed to learn a lot more than the average mountain god, and he couldn't rely on Jialan all the time, and he always had to get some things by himself.

Therefore, during that period of time, he had been avoiding Jialan, for fear that he would slack off after seeing Jialan. He had long been accustomed to Jialan's protection, and when he saw her, he would unconsciously relax.

Just when Jialan was bored, a person came to the mountain. That person's name was Xiao Yuan, and he came to the mountains to collect medicine but accidentally broke into the mountain ghost realm and was trapped in the fog and couldn't get out.

He didn't know how Jialan got on the line with Xiao Yuan, and by the time he reacted, Jialan had already followed Xiao Yuan to the human world.

A hundred years later, when Jialan returned, she had already changed. Her body is no longer hers, but a human shell, and the soul is forced into the human shell to inevitably suffer some pain, and the pain of soul tearing is staged once a month, and she still uses her spiritual power to repair this broken body.

He asked the witch doctor in the mountain to treat her, but the witch doctor said that she had lost her jade heart, and even the divine body that was about to become a Buddha was stripped alive and could not be saved.

She said she was to blame, and that was fine.

Jialan is much weaker, and there is always a hint of melancholy in her eyebrows and eyes when she smiles.

He didn't ask about her in the human world, and she didn't tell him.