The name of Shansheng Lake is Shansheng, just because it has been nourishing the people of the three villages of Xianfu. Pen | fun | pavilion www. ｂｉｑｕｇｅ。 info Shansheng Lake is a little deep, no one can tell. The villagers of the three villages only know that Shansheng Lake is not frozen in all seasons, there are many fish and shrimp, and its taste is extremely beautiful.

In the summer, there are actually people playing in the water near the shore. But over the years, no one has drowned in Shansheng Lake.

The villagers of the three villages of Xianfu regard Shansheng Lake as their mother.

No one thought that Wang Qing was drowning in Shansheng Lake. There has never been anything wrong, but it is out of the royal family!

When Amu rushed to Shansheng Lake, Wang Qing's body had already been salvaged for a long time. The young man, who was originally tall and strong, was already stiff and his face was blue.

At this point, it was just a corpse.

Wang Qing's ankles seemed to be entangled with some strange black aquatic plants, quite like strands of hair.

"Qing'er...... Qing'er ......" Amu's voice trembled, his steps staggered, and then he pounced directly in front of Wang Qing. For a while, tears fell.

White send black hair!

Amu trembled his hands and touched Wang Qing's face.

At this time, Wang Qing's body was already cold. Wang Xue has always been sick, and Amu is actually mentally prepared. However, Wang Qing has always been in good health, free of illness and pain.

"My son-" Amu Lao burst into tears.

In fact, Wang Xue has been sick all these years, and the family has been busy with Wang Xue. Wang Qing is honest and simple by nature, and Amu's concern for him on weekdays is much worse than Wang Xue's.

However, Wang Qing is sensible and has been silently helping his parents bear everything. Unexpectedly, in order to fish for my sister, she drowned Shansheng Lake.

"Brother Amu, Wang Qing seems to have caught a very big fish when he was fishing. However, when the net was closed, the boat capsized somehow. Later, we all went down to save us. Originally, Qing'er was very water-based. I don't know what's going on today, so I ...... "An elder of Liuzhen who came to fish next to him blamed himself.

Amu nodded when he heard this, and didn't cry anymore. But the two lines of turbid tears were unstoppable in the corners of his eyes.

"Life, life, Qing'er, Qing'er......" Amu muttered. Then, Amu suddenly felt that the world was spinning, and his eyes were dark, and he passed out directly.

"Amu-"

"Uncle Amu—"

"Brother Amu-"

The person next to him hurriedly shouted.

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Forty years of Liuzhen, March 15. Wang Xue and Wang Qing were twenty-four years old.

At dusk, the Wang family's old mansion was full of people inside and out. Lishui and Liruo came early, and they helped Shen Yan inside. The neighbors who were familiar with each other in Liu Town also came to offer condolences.

The Wang family has once again become the focus. Everyone's faces were sad. No one expected that such a thing would appear in the Wang family.

In fact, the people of Liuzhen have always had a special affection for the Wang family.

At the time of the lantern, the crowd gradually dispersed. Only a few villagers were left to help keep the vigil.

At this time, Amu woke up leisurely in the West Chamber. This time he passed out, but only half a day.

"Old man, you're awake!" Shen Yan's voice came. At this time, Shen Yan's face was still covered with tears. Actually, she didn't expect Amu to wake up so quickly. This is a blessing in disguise!

"Hmm!" Amu struggled to sit up, pale, but calm. Amu raised his hand and patted the back of Shen Yan's hand, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he only sighed heavily.

"Snow girl, how's it going?" Amu finally spoke.

"Old man......" Shen Yan held Amu's hand tightly, and did not answer Amu's question directly, but said sadly, "You have to hold on!"

"Hmm!" Amu seemed to have a premonition of something, and nodded slightly, "Isn't it-"

"Snow girl...... The snow girl and Qing'er went together to ......," Shen Yan bowed his head and said.

"Hmm!" Amu's eyes closed slightly, then nodded again. Wang Xue's body Amu knows in his heart, I'm afraid he won't be able to withstand the blow of Wang Qing's death.

In fact, when Amu asked Shen Yan, he was prepared in his heart. The son died, and so did the daughter. At this moment, Amu's heart was empty.

"Twenty-four years...... Amu held Shen Yan's hand, tears rolling down his eyes, "Wife, the fate of the child and us is over, and the ...... is over"

"Hmm!" Shen Yan nodded and cried. Amu's words are really right. This cause and effect is not disturbed by any external force. The fate of Wang Xue, Wang Qing, Amu and Shen Yan is really over.

"That's fine! So that the two siblings are also companions. He was born on the same day and month of the same year, and died on the same day and month of the same year. But just leave us both behind!" Amu's voice choked.

At this time, Amu shows the strength of a husband and father. After waking up, he tried his best to calm himself and comfort Shen Yan at the same time.

"Let's go, wife, you accompany me to see the child again. Amu reluctantly got out of bed, and Shen Yan half-supported him.

Push open the west door. In the courtyard, two corpses were parked, both covered with white cloths. Amu's footsteps couldn't help but pause, as if he couldn't take a step.

At this time, Lishui and Liruo took a few villagers to guard the yard. But when they saw Amu and Shen Yan coming out, they didn't know what to say.

"It's a great job!" Amu didn't frustrate, and hugged his fist at the villagers in the courtyard with a dumb voice. Everyone has only arched their hands.

"Senior Brother Lishui, let's take a look at the child!" Amu said.

"Hmm!" Lishui nodded heavily, and then lifted the white cloth on Wang Xue and Wang Qing with his own hands.

In the night, under the lights. Wang Xue and Wang Qing's faces were the same as before, and they couldn't see anything abnormal. At that moment, it was as if they were asleep on a normal day.

"Son......" Amu sighed. At the same time, he held Shen Yan's hand tightly, as if this was the only way to get the last comfort.

Looking at his son and daughter, the tears in Amu's eyes couldn't help but flow down spontaneously.

Yellow plums do not fall, green plums fall, white-haired people send black-haired people. That's the most painful thing to do!

"You brothers and sisters take care of each other. Amu trembled his hands, wiped a handful of tears and said sadly, "You two are fine, Father and Mother will look for you sooner or later!"

Upon hearing this, everyone in the courtyard burst into tears.

When Shen Yan heard this, he couldn't cry. It's just that at this moment, I don't know if Shen Yan is crying as a child or as a mu.

Coming out of the water, he patted Amu on the shoulder.

"Amu!" However, after only saying two words, he didn't know what to say. If the pear is next to her, she can't help crying.

Wang Xue and Wang Qing are both good children. Up and down Liuzhen, there is no one who doesn't like them.

"Senior Brother Lishui, let's bury their brothers and sisters next to Master in three days!" Amu controlled his emotions.

"Well, don't worry, I'll arrange everything!"

"Hmm!" Amu didn't say anything more, looked at his children again, and then pulled Shen Yan to go back to the West Chamber. However, when he turned around, he could no longer control the depression in his chest.

"Ahem-poof-"

A mouthful of purple-black blood spurted out directly, and then fainted again. Since then, Amu's body and spirit have not been as good as before.

Liu Zhen Amu has finally entered the final stage of his life.

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The sea is deserted, the sea is bitter.

Thousands of miles away from Sanssouci Island is Mengxian Island. On the island, bamboo forests, flowing water, arch bridges, and fine houses, everything is the same as it was back then.

The bamboo window is ajar, and a green pan sits indoors.

The Buddha girl is scattered, with a faint Buddha rhyme, frowning slightly, and gently stroking the piano. The sound of the piano, melodious, echoed on the island of dreams, and also echoed in the endless time.

"Jun Moyu, listen to me stroke the qin!-" The sound of the clouds scattering was sudden and lonely.

Because of this song, she has only played it to Amu. Everything that is scattered in the clouds belongs to Amu.

"What is false? What is true? Life and death are eternal, the bitter sea and the moon wheel can be according to the heart of the concubine. In the six dreams, my soul accompanies the soul of the king. Don't ask how much love there was in the previous life, I just hope that there will be no hatred in this life. A song in the sea, I can't ask for it! Away from Dream Island, cut off the red dust-"

A song in the sea, I can't ask for it! Away from Dream Island, cut off the red dust--

This last sentence is endless, echoing endlessly.

Yun San's hand touched the qin, trembling slightly, and in his wonderful eyes, it was crystal shining.

"Why? Why?" Yunsan asked himself in a low voice, "Since I can't ask for it, since I've broken the red dust, why can't I let it go, and I can't forget it?"

Yunsan is the Buddha, but she doesn't have an answer herself.

In the blink of an eye, the sea famine has been almost 200 years. Everything in Tianzhou Liuzhen is completely unknown. In the forbidden world of heaven and earth, there is no world.

In fact, everything in the Three Realms is now unknown to the clouds. It's not that I can't know, but I don't want to know.

Back then, in the battle of Tianzhou Sealing Demons, Amu forgot everything except for Shen Yan. Yun scattered his liver and intestines, and once said that if Amu remembered himself and remembered two hundred years, he could come to Dream Island to find her.

From then on, Yun San never asked about the affairs of the Three Realms.

But for nearly 200 years, Amu has not come. Two hundred years is not a long time for the clouds to disperse. However, the clouds disperse and feel longer than 20,000 years.

"Will Amu still come?" Yun San often asked himself in his heart.

With a sigh, Yun San got up gently. Long hair is like a waterfall, holy and victorious. The beauty of the Buddha goes without saying.

Outside Dream Island, the tide rises and falls.

At this moment, a voice came.

"Yun'er—" The voice echoed on Limeng Island, as if it came from outside the sky.

"Father!" Yun San stood in the middle of the bamboo hut, his expression calm. It was the voice of the owner of Sanssouci Island thousands of miles away. Although it is the reincarnation of the awakening of the green soul, Yunsan has always remembered the father-daughter relationship of the owner of Sanssouci Island.

"Yun'er, go back to the island!" the voice of the owner of the island was full of a father's love and helplessness.

Yunsan smiled faintly.

"Father, Yun San has no longer asked about the affairs of the Three Realms, and naturally he will not return to Sanssouci Island! Everything in the Promised Land has nothing to do with me. Yun San's voice was calm and indifferent.

"Alas-" In the void, the owner of Sanssouci Island let out a long sigh, "Yun'er, you should understand that without you, there would be no Sanssouci Immortal Island, and what is the Paradise Line?"

"Father!" Yunsan shook his head, "That's the cause and effect of the Green Soul. But my daughter, I'm not a green soul anymore!"

"Why bother?" said the master of Sanssouci Island, "Yun'er, you actually gave up everything for the sake of that heir to the sea? Even if he can really reverse everything, what can he do? Cause and effect may be a reincarnation." From the beginning to the end, it's fate!"

"Father, I was born for him, reincarnated for him, and came to the Three Realms for him! Whether it is reincarnation or fate, it doesn't matter, what matters is him. Only him!" A gentle smile curled into the corners of Yun San's mouth.

"But he doesn't remember you anymore!"

"What about that?" Yun San said, but a deep sadness flashed in his eyes, "I can wait on Limeng Island!"

"Can't wait?" said the main owner of Sanssouci Island.

"Can't wait?" Yun San smiled bitterly, and then said resolutely, "Within the Three Realms, there will be no Buddha Venerable!"

Silence! The voice of the owner of Sanssouci Island did not come immediately.

"Yun'er, don't forget that there is a ambergris ghost coffin under the bitter sea. The Master of Sanssouci Island said in a deep voice, "If he comes out, the Promised Land will be a catastrophe." On Sanssouci Island, no one can stop him. ”

Yunsan raised an eyebrow.

"Father, there is no need to say any more. There is life in the promised land, and life and death are in heaven. Yun San sighed softly, and then his voice changed slightly, "However, no matter what the situation, no one can take half a step away from their dreams. Otherwise, there will be no forgiveness! Unless, that person is...... Amu!"

The words of the Buddha were cold and piercing. The survival of the promised land is really no longer in her heart.

On the bitter sea, the wind and waves are getting stronger. In the midst of the wind and waves, there is a prelude to death.

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2017, come on, brothers and sisters, happy and healthy in the new year! May you be with the nine coffins! Thank you for many years of perseverance.