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The whole Willow Town is foggy and snowy. Liuzhen in the snow season actually has a different taste. Qionghua world, Yushu world. On the long street, seven or eight children were playing in the snow and building a crooked snowman.

String of footprints, laughter and joy.

This is the thirteenth year of Liuzhen. Those children were all born after Amu arrived in Liuzhen. At this time, one by one, their faces were red from the cold, but their enthusiasm was undiminished.

A child's world is different from an adult's.

Many times, Amu looked at them and his heart was inexplicably calm. It seemed to fit a point in his soul at some point, but he didn't know it.

The snow is still falling.

At this time, there were two figures on the long street slowly walking towards Wang's house. That's not someone else, but Lishui, Liruo. Their house is not far from the Wang's house.

Both of them were dressed in homespun cotton clothes and looked a little clumsy. Riruo was carrying a basket covered with cotton cloth, and she didn't know what was inside the basket.

Lishui hugged a jar of old wine with a smile on his face.

Two people, how can there be a little fairy?

They were chatting as they walked, and they were very happy. Soon, they arrived at the king's house. There is no need to knock on the door, and you can push the door out of the water and enter the yard directly.

Over the years, the Wang family has almost no difference from Lishui and Liruo from their own family.

The snow is woody, and the whole Wang family courtyard has a unique taste.

"Amu-" When he entered the courtyard and left the water, he called Amu.

"It's coming!" As soon as the door opened, Amu walked out in a black cotton coat. In the past three years, Amu has not changed much. On this day, Amu's spirit also looked good.

"Amu, I got a jar of good wine in Qingzhuang, and Liruo got a few good dishes. It's snowing today, so let's not make a coffin, let's have a few drinks together in a while!"

"Good!" Amu said with a smile, "It just so happens that there are a few fresh fish at home to drink." ”

"What about the old man?" asked Shen Yan?" asked Liruo.

"Where's the backyard!" Amu said casually, and then pulled the water into the wing. And Lishui glanced at Li Ruo deeply, and Li Ruo's eyes also had a slight shock.

Over the years, the backyard of the Wang family has been a forbidden place. In the past ten years, even Wang Jue has not gone to the backyard.

Wang's backyard.

Nine coffins, a purple pool. The coffin of the black and white man is still floating in the purple pool. In the time and space of the backyard, more than ten years of time are nothing at all.

Wang Jue stood in the backyard dressed in black, and his body was a little rickety. His face was old, and his eyes were rather cloudy. It looks like a country man.

In the past ten years in Liuzhen, Wang Jue seems to be much older.

Shen Yan was wearing a purple cotton coat, but it was still difficult to hide his charm and fairy appearance. That kind of beauty, no matter what the immortals.

"Shen Yan!" Wang Jue looked at the coffin in the purple pool, his back to Shen Yan, and his voice was slow and low.

"The smoke is there!" Shen Yan's eyes seemed to have doubts.

For ten years, it has been a mortal.

Since that night's conversation, Shen Yan has not stepped into the backyard for ten years. Today, she didn't know why Master called her.

"Shen Yan, what has happened in the past ten years?" asked Wang Jue.

"How is Fan?" Shen Yan hesitated slightly, as if he didn't expect Wang Jue to ask this question, and then said, "Master, Fan is very good. ”

"How about that?" Wang Jue smiled faintly.

"There are bitter and happy, sour and sweet. Shen Yan smiled knowingly.

Ten years, for immortals, is hardly time.

However, in the past ten years, she and Amu have experienced many small things in their daily lives, but the joy brought by these things can surpass that of the Three Realms back then.

Pain and happiness, in fact, there is no size.

"Hmm!" Wang Jue nodded with satisfaction, "Shen Yan, as a teacher, I ask you, if you are mortal in one life, then what else do you want?"

If you are mortal, then what else do you want?

Wang Jue's question made Shen Yan stunned again. Because, she really didn't think about it. Although ten years have been ordinary and have ordinary intentions, Shen Yan still has strong confidence in Amu.

She believes that Amu will wake up from the mortal world and ascend to the fairyland.

"Shen Yan, you said that everything is very good, but don't forget, even if you are an immortal, there is an end to it. There are bitterness and happiness, sour and sweet, but there is also life and death!" Wang Jue's words were very slow, as if he was afraid that Shen Yan would not understand.

"Fan, it's only a hundred years!" Shen Yan's voice paused, and he seemed to understand what Wang Jue meant, "Master, if Amu has never crossed the fan, will he die?"

The king was silent, but a sadness flashed in his eyes, and then he nodded slightly.

"Shen Yan, Master doesn't want you to have too many regrets! In the past ten years, Master has become more and more unclear about Amu's future. Now, everything he is is a mortal, and there is no hope in sight. ”

"Thank you, Master!" Shen Yan nodded, then forced a smile, "Master, if you are mortal, then I want to ...... I want to ...... with Wang Han Get married!"

A flush flashed across Shen Yan's face. It's just that there seems to be a helpless sadness hidden in that blush.

A hundred years from now, will Amu really die? Now Amu, any immortal magic is ineffective against him, he can only rely on himself. If Amu would die, Shen Yan didn't want to have this regret.

"Okay!" Wang Jue turned around slowly at this time, and smiled kindly, "Master is old, and he actually wants to see you get married." Shen Yan, you have to remember that everything is born and there is death! Therefore, don't let the time go by!"

Shen Yan nodded, but it wasn't until three years later that she understood what Wang Jue meant.

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The snow falls until dusk. The dim light shines through the window lattice. On snowy nights, it's especially warm. The lamp of the home is always warm.

Inside the house, five people, old and young, were drinking.

Shen Yan and Li Ruo's cheeks were slightly red, Lishui and Amu were quite drunk and raised their glasses frequently, and Wang Jue's old man was even more interested, and kept persuading him to drink.

"Come, come, come, have another drink, and then listen to Master sing a song to you!" Wang Jue's hair was white, but his complexion was excellent under the light, and he seemed to be swept away from his old state.

"Good!"

"!"

"Dry!" Lishui and Amu raised their glasses. Shen Yan and Li Ruo smiled and took a sip together.

The old man is absolutely unique, and there is a lot of one mouthful. White hair is shining, and the pride is dry.

"Listen to Master!" Wang Jue laughed.

"Mo Dao is a good immortal, how can his heart be free? Ask the immortal, how many times have you robbed a few springs? Thousands of mountains and rivers are hanging like flowing clouds. Life is indefinite and death is endless. I can't understand it, how much hatred do I have in my heart?"

"Mo Dao has little time, ask who accompanies the old man? Even if you are in a hurry, you can have no regrets. The snow is gone, spring is coming! In this life, turn into a glass of wine—"

Wang Jue Lao sang in a heroic and desolate voice, as if he wanted to say thousands of words.

Who knows!

Shen Yan, Lishui, and Liruo all felt something in their hearts, but they were a little inexplicable. Amu listened intently, then picked up a bowl of wine and poured it into his throat.

Because, he doesn't understand immortals.

"Amu, Shen Yan, next year's spring will bloom, and you will get married!" Wang Jue was drunk and his eyes were hazy, and he raised his glass and drank.

There was silence for a moment, and then there was the sound of cheering from the water and pears.

That night, the snow never stopped. In the whole Willow Town, there are endless Qionghua and thousands of silver trees.

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The fourteenth year of Liuzhen, the third month of spring, the seventh day of the first month.

On this day, the liveliness of Liuzhen is unprecedented. Because, Amu and Shen Yan are going to get married on this day. The status of the Wang family in Liuzhen is by no means comparable to other families.

With the power of three villages, a pair of newcomers will be achieved.

This marriage is a grand event for Liu Zhen. Many villagers in Qingbai and Baizhuang came to congratulate. On the long street, there is joy. Between the dust and mud, it is spring.

Inside and outside the Wang family, it is even more impassable. The adults help with the work, and the children have fun with candy.

For more than ten years, the people of Liuzhen seem to be looking forward to this wedding. Because, all existence is for Amu.

Dressed in a red robe, with red flowers on his chest. On this day, Amu was in good spirits and smiling. Shen Yan's body is tall and graceful, and he is even more graceful, but he is wearing a red hijab.

Wang Jue also changed into new clothes and sat in the hall. In addition, there are several old people in Willow Town. Lishui and Liruo have always been accompanied by Amu and Shen Yan.

They bear witness to everything.

Auspicious day, auspicious time.

The salute was shouted.

Worship heaven and earth-

"Oh-coax-" There was cheering inside and outside the Wang family.

At that moment, Amu was smiling and did not see any different colors.

However, Shen Yan under the red hijab was smiling and bursting with tears.

Within the Three Realms, there is not a single woman who does not want to marry the man she loves. Now, the real Shen Yan has already stepped into the eternal realm, but so is his heart.

From the secret realm of the desolate soul to the friendship to the final life and death. Shen Yan didn't know how much he wanted to marry Amu, that was a long-cherished wish of his life.

Perhaps, Shen Yan thought about how Amu would marry her, but probably never thought that it would be a mortal wedding. Now, Amu's immortals, life and death, everything is unknown.

But, no matter what, the day has finally come!

"Wang Han, I am your woman! No matter whether immortal or mortal, life or death!" Shen Yan thought silently in his heart, tears rolled down, and then bowed deeply.

If you taste your long-cherished wishes, you will often be accompanied by tears. But how many people don't have the opportunity?

The Second Worship High Hall -

Amu and Shen Yanqi bowed to Wang Jue. At that moment, Wang Jue nodded and smiled. That kind of smile is extremely rare to see on Wang Jue's face.

Even if Amu recovered all his memories, he probably hadn't seen the smile of the old man like Wang.

"Shen Yan, remember. Everything that comes from all will go out of all. Shen Yan's ears came Wang Jue's voice. It seems to be an admonition and an enlightenment.

At that moment, Shen Yan felt his heart sink suddenly.

Above the void.

The Blue Devil and Xingfei looked down on everything. The two of them were drinking cross-legged, as if they wanted to be a little happy.

"After thousands of years, a lover will eventually become a family!" "The Blue Devil sighed, "However, it's not easy for a woman in the sea to be a woman!"

"So, you let Yu Qiumu of the Sea Desolate Wuji Palace wait for you all the time!" Xing Fei smiled.

Husband and wife worship each other -

Praise Lisheng's voice was high-pitched and clear. Inside and outside the Wang family, there was once again a wave of cheers.

A couple of newlyweds, kneeling and bowing.

Respect and love, in an instant, but also in eternity.

Shen Yan, tears rolled down again. Amu's face was different, and he frowned involuntarily.

At that moment, there seemed to be a green shadow lingering in his mind. For more than a year, the headache that I had not committed suddenly struck and was uncontrollable.

Boom -

The sky was spinning, and it was pitch black.

Amu bowed for the last time, and he fainted directly on top of Huatang.

At that moment, the heavens and the earth were silent, and all beings were silent.

The Blue Devil smiled bitterly, drank the wine in his glass, and then let out a long sigh. (To be continued.) )