Yang Xiaotian has a lot of conjectures about the sloppy man in front of him.

When he was young, he was clothed and thin, and with a wooden sword in his hand, he stabbed the entire rivers and lakes through. It is in response to the sentence "children must be famous and drunk", but why did they withdraw from the rivers and lakes at the moment of becoming famous, and disappeared.

Could it really be that he was rafting away in the smoke waves, regardless of his name before and after his death?

The man had already begun to snore, Yang Xiaotian smiled bitterly, shook his head, and was about to leave.

Just as he was about to step out of the courtyard gate with his front feet, the man's rough voice sounded.

"Drink and talk, open your heart..."

Yang Xiaotian thought he was talking nonsense after drinking, so he ignored him, but Yuan Xiaohua sat up.

Yang Xiaotian stopped and looked back, the man's expression was slightly sad and thoughtful.

"There are ten miles of lotus flowers, three autumn laurels, and people's original truth and goodness, and the beauty of my life has been left there. ”

Yang Xiaotian folded back, waved his sleeves to pat off the dust on the ground, sat on the ground, and smiled before handing over a pot of wine.

"I've got wine, why don't you tell me your story?"

Yuan Xiaohua saw that this wine pot was the same as the Nanke wine she drank just now, she reached out and grabbed it, and she didn't sit on the wooden stool, she squatted directly opposite Yang Xiaotian, pulled out the lid of the pot and drank it, muttering in her mouth: "Didn't you say no just now?"

Yang Xiaotian said embarrassedly: "It's the last pot." ”

Yuan Xiaohua obviously didn't believe it, but she didn't care so much.

The wine jug in the man's hand has not left his mouth since he took it from Yang Xiaotian's hand, and seeing Yang Xiaotian looking at him intently, he shook the wine jug that was more than half empty with some embarrassment, and asked, "Let's go?"

Yang Xiaotian waved his hand and signaled that he could just drink it himself, and he didn't have to worry about himself.

Yuan Xiaohua took another sip before she stopped and said, "You give me a drink, and I'll tell you a story." ”

Yang Xiaotian nodded, "Listen up." ”

Yuan Xiaohua thought for a long time, and didn't seem to know how to start this, and said for a long time: "The protagonist of this story is a young man from a scholarly family, with a solid family background, his father is a big man, and the young man is the only son of the family. His father has had high hopes for him since he was a child, and he has strict discipline, hoping that the young man will also be able to enter the court as an official in the future and glorify the lintel. ”

After Yuan Xiaohua said the beginning, he talked endlessly, Yang Xiaotian knew that the young man he was talking about was himself, and he didn't interject, just listened quietly.

Although the boy is burdened with the high hopes of the family, but does not like to read, he likes to dance and play with guns and sticks since he was a child, although his father has a lot of scolding, how can he be the only seedling in the family, and it is not easy to start too ruthlessly, the young man sees that his father is thundering and raining every time, and his courage is getting bigger and bigger, calling friends and companions, smiling proudly, at the age of fourteen, he folded the bamboo planted in front of the door, and spent three taels of silver to find someone to make a bamboo sword. This made his father angry.

Plant bamboo in front of the door, and your children and grandchildren will enjoy happiness.

His father planted this bamboo, which was originally the intention, but who knew that it was destroyed by his own son himself, where could he not be angry. On the same day, the boy was hung on the beam of the lobby, and he was determined not to let the boy down even if he was persuaded by anyone.

The young man was also hard-hearted, and although he was hung uncomfortably, he never begged for mercy, so he was hung for a whole day.

In the middle of the night, his father's anger also disappeared, and he couldn't bear it, so he came out in his clothes, intending to let his son go as long as he was soft.

Who knew that what he saw was an empty beam, and the boy who was originally hanging on it was gone.

I was about to call someone out to look for the boy together, but I found a piece of paper on the table of the Eight Immortals in the lobby, and I took it to take a look, but it was left by the boy.

"The rivers and lakes are vast, I want to break through!"

The boy left home, carrying a bamboo sword on his back, all the way south.

I am used to seeing the roughness of my hometown, and when I go to another place, what I see in my eyes is a different gentle scenery, and the teenager is naturally a traffic round-trip.

One day, passing by a tavern, I heard that Mr. Storyteller said that there were immortals living in famous mountains who could move mountains and seas and swallow clouds and spit fog, and immediately hooked the young man's mind, and since then he has visited famous mountains all over the world, hoping to meet the gods in the story.

Finally one day, in an unknown mountain at the junction of Shangzu Continent and Tianmang Continent, let the young man meet the Taoist who fought with the demon clan with a long sword, the young man was also bold, but he was not afraid of the bloody wind and rain over there, he hid aside and watched, and when the Taoist put the demon hand under the sword, he ran out, turned over and bowed down, and called the master, to worship the Taoist as a teacher.

It is also a young man's fortune to arrive, and the Taoist is also coming down the mountain to collect apprentices, and the cultivator is talking about a fateful word, and seeing that the young man's roots are not bad, he brought the young man back to the mountain, and has since poured his money into teaching.

Three years later, the boy was already in the eighteen-year-old grade, and he had grown into a young man like a jade tree in the wind.

On this day, the Taoist called the young man to him and said, "Apprentice, Master is leaving, so go down the mountain." ”

In the past three years, young people have been facing Taoists day and night, and they have long regarded Taoists as important relatives in their lives.

The Taoist saw several times of persuasion, but the young man was still indifferent, so he didn't know what to say, and a few days later, he called the young man to his front and gave him a wooden sword with a pitch-black body.

The young man took the wooden sword, thinking that it was a parting gift from the Taoist, so he wanted to return it.

How do you know that the Taoist didn't have anything, just nodded at him, and suddenly rose from the ground, holding the long sword in his hand, and stabbed it into the sky.

I don't know how many times that sword appeared in the young man's dreams later on.

A sword came out, the sky opened, and the Taoist rushed to the sky.

The young man looked at the slowly closing sky, deeply, he was almost unable to see the crack, and he was stunned, and he knew in his heart that the Taoist would never come back.

The young man stayed on the mountain for more than a month, looking forward to the Taoist being able to appear again every day, but every day was in vain, and the young man finally determined that the Taoist would never come back, so on a full moon night, he drank all the osmanthus wine on the mountain and staggered down the mountain.

In the past three years with the Taoist, the Taoist not only taught him swordsmanship, but also taught him to read the scriptures and history, and talk about human ethics.

At this time, I realized my father's hard work at the beginning, remembered that he hadn't seen his relatives at home for several years, and didn't know how to watch the scenery, so he walked home.

When they came to the door of the house, they found that the plaque had been changed at the door, and when they asked, the whole house had already changed hands, and the young man asked the master where the original owner had gone?

The young man had no choice but to leave, thinking that his father's long-time friend who had lived not far from this place went to explore, and upon questioning, it turned out that his family had been imprisoned.

The young man couldn't understand why his father ended up like this because he was an honest official and had outstanding political achievements, so he asked his father's friend, and the other party was silent at first, and finally couldn't stand the young man's bitter pleading, so he told the reason, it turned out that his father had offended the general of the court and was framed.

My father's friends repeatedly warned the young man that he had finally slipped through the net, but he should not throw himself into the net.

The young man just smiled and left.

A few days later, the news spread in Jingshan Kingdom, a young man in cloth and wooden sword, alone broke into the general's mansion, with his own strength, among the tens of millions of people, the general Jin Qianqiu, who had high merit and shook the lord, took it and hung it on the gate of the capital, and the city wall was written in large ink characters with the mouth of the bowl Jin Qianqiu's ten major crimes, including framing Zhongliang.

The emperor of Jingshan Kingdom is not a mediocre person, on weekdays, he is just hindered by Jin Qianqiu's power, he dares to be angry and dare not speak, he can only turn a blind eye, and it is rare to take this opportunity to uproot Jin Qianqiu's party, and the young man's family who was imprisoned has also been rehabilitated.

For more than half a year after that, the young man sat at home and was filial to his son, and talked and played chess with his father on weekdays, and did not go anywhere.

After that incident, his father knew that there was a bigger world waiting for his son outside, so he encouraged his son to leave every once in a while.

After the Spring Festival of this year, the young man said goodbye to his parents and left his hometown.

It happened that year, the human race and the ghost race and the demon race were fighting, and the young people joined the human army, and it didn't take long for them to stand out, and they faintly became the leaders of the younger generation, and they reflected each other with Ye Zhiqiu.

In the minds of ordinary people, as a young person, with such a reputation, he should seize the opportunity and take advantage of it, but he doesn't know that young people have different ideas.

The sword of the Taoist who broke through the heavenly canopy, the scene of breaking the void and leaving, brought the shock to the young man, and others could not understand it.

After the Great War of the Three Realms, the young man left, while practicing silently, while traveling in the mountains and rivers, visiting the famous mountains, hoping to get another adventure, but he did not know that the cultivation method of the Taoist was to be close to the mountains and waters, and the young man's cultivation was getting higher and higher, and he also made several major events that shocked the world, and his reputation was getting bigger and bigger.

Yuan Xiaohua stopped when she said this.

Yang Xiaotian couldn't help but ask, "What happened to that young man?" He wanted to ask how you became like this, but the words changed to his lips.

Yuan Xiaohua took a sip of wine and continued.

When the young man arrived at a small town in Middle-earth, he was attracted by the scenery of the town and loved the simple and kind people here, so he settled there.

Yang Xiaotian knew that the town that Yuan Xiaohua said must be the beautiful place with ten miles of lotus flowers and three autumn laurels, so he listened more carefully.

Who knew that Yuan Xiaohua said it lightly, "The young man later met the girl there, and since then he has lived a fairy-like life." ”

Yang Xiaotian found that he seemed to want to act as if nothing happened, but even the crow's feet at the corners of his eyes showed a sadness, knowing that the truth of the matter was definitely not what he said, but seeing that he didn't want to elaborate, he didn't want to ask more.

"Drinking... Drink!"

After Yuan Xiaohua took a sip of wine, she said: "Boy, I think you are also a smart person, and you should think that the young man in the story is actually me." ”

Does Yang Xiaotian want to pretend that this is the case? Yo, don't you say that I really don't know!, but he found that he still didn't have this talent, so he could only nod and say, "I guessed some more or less." ”

Yuan Xiaohua said: "Then you must be asking in your heart, how did the young man who lived a fairy-like life in the story become a sloppy man who is not like a human ghost or a ghost." ”

Yang Xiaotian grinned and said: "The predecessors are masters outside the world, and the average masters are different from ordinary people, maybe this is just a trick of the predecessors." ”

Yuan Xiaohua slapped Yang Xiaotian to the ground, and scolded with a smile: "Nonsense." ”

Yang Xiaotian finally smiled at him, and said, "Senior, tell me what happened later." ”

Yuan Xiaohua said: "The joys and sorrows of human beings do not understand, but in fact, sometimes the joys and sorrows are still somewhat similar, although the young people in the story are getting stronger and stronger, but they can't stop the common diseases of birth, old age, sickness and death." ”

"With my cultivation at that time, birth, old age, sickness, and death were no longer much of a threat to me, but what about the people around me? Not to mention that there is another sentence after birth, old age, sickness and death, love and parting, and I can't change it even if I cultivate to the heavens. ”

Yang Xiaotian nodded slowly, as if he had gained something.

Yuan Xiaohua continued: "That year, Huaping had a serious illness and slowly became inhuman, and I searched for a famous doctor to save her in the end, so I could only watch her leave in pain. ”

Yang Xiaotian found him with tears in his eyes, and comforted: "Birth, old age, sickness and death, you can't force it, the past of the predecessors is gone, the Si people are gone, don't be too sad." ”

"No!"

Yuan Xiaohua shouted.

"I don't believe in evil, who said that life, old age, sickness and death can't be forced, I prefer to let the painting screen die and come back to life. ”

Yang Xiaotian didn't think that he had such an obsession, and he didn't know what to say for a while.

Yuan Xiaohua muttered to herself, "I sat quietly in front of the body of the painting screen for a night, and I was afraid that the soul of the painting screen would also leave." ”

"Once the soul is gone, even if I have the ability again, I won't be able to resurrect the picture screen. I made a formation and first protected the soul of the painting screen. Then I remembered that the master who taught me the skill had said that there was a magic medicine called Nuan Ha that allowed the soul to recover its physical body after taking it, so I traveled all over the country and vowed to get the Nuan Haze in my hands. ”

Yang Xiaotian asked, "Did you get it later?" suddenly felt that he was asking too much, if he got it, how could Yuan Xiaohua still be here.

"Got it!"

"Ahh

Yang Xiaotian didn't expect to hear such an answer, looked at Yuan Xiaohua in surprise, and asked, "Then did the painting screen girl save her life later?"

"Nope!"

Yuan Xiaohua suddenly raised her hand and slammed her head, and said bitterly: "It's all my fault." ”

Yang Xiaotian grabbed his hand.

"I didn't expect that I would be away for too long, and the spiritual power of this formation gradually dissipated, and by the time I returned, the soul of the painting screen was long gone. ”

"But I wasn't too disappointed at the time, and spirits usually only go to one place. ”

Yang Xiaotian asked, "Ghost Clan?"

"Nonsense!" Yuan Xiaohua scolded, "How can it be a place like the ghost clan! Only those fierce spirits and evil spirits will go to the Burning Sky Purgatory, survive the baptism of the Burning Sky Purgatory, and incarnate into the ghost clan." ”

Yang Xiaotian didn't think that the ghost clan came like this, and thought that people would become members of the ghost clan after they died, "Where did the soul of the girl in the painting screen go?"

Yuan Xiaohua said: "After death, people will go to the reincarnation platform, drink Meng Po soup, and then be reincarnated. ”

"I see. Yang Xiaotian said, "Then you found the girl with the painting screen later?" Yang Xiaotian was still a little unsure, there must be other changes in it.

"Found it. "Hara Kohanamichi.

Yang Xiaotian said happily: "That's okay!"

"What's good!" Yuan Xiaohua said angrily, "When I find the picture screen, I'll give her the warm haze..."

Yang Xiaotian didn't dare to answer, knowing that something must have gone wrong.

Sure enough, Yuan Xiaohua said: "My dead ghost master just told me that Nuan Haze can restore the soul to the body, but he didn't tell me that there is a time limit, and the soul can be resurrected within seven days, and after time, no matter how much magic medicine is useless." ”

At this moment, Yang Xiaotian didn't know what to say at all.

Yuan Xiaohua slowed down and said: "Although Nuan Haze no longer has the effect of resurrecting the soul, it has made the painting screen regain consciousness, and the painting screen recognizes me, so he is unwilling to reincarnate in the reincarnation platform. However, you must know that this is against the six realms of reincarnation after all, so there are ghosts who want to lock the picture screen, but they are beaten back by me one by one, and after a few times, those ghosts also know that I am not something they can afford to provoke, so they turn a blind eye and let us go. ”

Yang Xiaotian said: "This is also very good. ”

Yuan Xiaohua said: "At the beginning, I was like you with the picture screen, I thought everything was very good, and it was time to be satisfied." ”

"Could it be that something happened behind the scenes?" Yang Xiaotian asked.

Yuan Xiaohua said: "I said earlier that this is against the law of heaven and earth of the six reincarnations after all, it was okay at first, but slowly, I found that the picture screen seems to be slowly fading." It's just that I don't think there's anything wrong.,As long as I remember our things.,She doesn't remember.,I told her every day.,But the memory of the picture screen faded more and more.,In the end, even I don't remember.,She doesn't believe what I say anymore.。 ”

Yang Xiaotian only felt a sting in his heart, the deepest love in his life was relatively unacquaintance, what a sadness this was.

Yuan Xiaohua looked pained and said: "I know that this is not the way to go on, so I thought about letting the painting screen be reincarnated, so that one day, I can meet her in another life." It's just that after all, I couldn't bear it, so I kept dragging it out. ”

Yang Xiaotian could only shake his head secretly.

Yuan Xiaohua said: "Where did you think that day, the ghost clan and the demon clan didn't know what medicine they had taken wrong, and they suddenly came to the reincarnation platform and launched an attack on the reincarnation platform. I've been living near the reincarnation platform with the painting screen.,So as soon as they arrived,,I found out.,If the reincarnation platform is destroyed.,It's still there.,Picture screen isn't reincarnation hopeless.,So I went crazy and rushed to stop it.,It's just that the demons and ghosts came prepared.,The reincarnation platform was finally destroyed.。 I was disappointed and returned to my residence, only to find that the picture screen was also gone, at first I thought it was taken away by the ghost clan, but then I walked all over the ghost domain, and I was still able to find the picture screen. ”

"Paintscreen, where are you?"

The original Xiaohua roared wildly, tearing her heart out.