Knock knock knock -

There was a knock on the door, but Amu didn't get up. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 At this moment, the door of the wing room opened, and a woman in a purple dress walked out.

She is a peerless beauty, with a world-class face.

People in Liuzhen say that Shen Yan is a fairy. The most beautiful woman they had ever seen or even heard of was Shen Yan.

Three years ago, when he returned to Liuzhen after the Battle of the Sealed Demons, Shen Yan never wore the Supreme Ghost God Face again. In the past three years, the Wang family has lived a truly mortal life.

Amu didn't move, and Shen Yan opened the door.

Squeak-

The door opened. The one who knocked at the door was the son of Liu Sanbo's family, whose name was Snow Bear. Eleven or twelve-year-old child, chubby, with a pair of smiling eyes, very likable.

"Snow bear!" Shen Yan said with a smile.

"Sister Shen Yan, morning!" Snow Bear's eyes bent into crescent moons, "My father asked me to tell Brother Amu that the ancient pine coffin that Bai Zhuang wanted is not in a hurry, and my father will come over tomorrow afternoon to help deliver it!"

"Okay! Snow Bear, come in and have breakfast together!" Shen Yan invited.

"No! Sister Shen Yan. Snow Bear smiled, "My mother made me a meat muffin today, and I have to rush back to eat it! I'll come back another day!"

"Hehe!" Shen Yan laughed when he heard this, "Snow Bear, you should eat less, otherwise people will call you Snowball in the future!"

"Snowballs are snowballs!haha-let's go-" Snow Bear smiled and ran home, seeing that chubby body bounced and bounced, and it seemed that it was just around the corner to become a snowball.

Shen Yan looked at the snow bear and smiled warmly.

In fact, the mortals of Liuzhen have always been peaceful and happy.

The affairs of the Three Realms and the events of a few hundred years from now are out of reach for them. Actually, it wasn't in their world at all.

Is that a good day?

Where there is mortal happiness, immortals have immortal suffering. This is Shen Yan's perception in the past three years.

Many things, in fact, will increase with the increase of longevity, such as suffering. The length of life does not change the proportion of everything.

Joy and sorrow, sometimes regardless of the fairy and the ordinary.

In the morning light, the purple clothes swayed slightly. Shen Yan stood at the door, thinking slightly. She didn't hide the door until the snow bear was gone.

"Amu, you heard me! The ancient pine coffin in Baizhuang is not in a hurry. Shen Yan smiled, "Don't be busy, let's have breakfast." ”

"Well, right away!" Amu replied, and gave him two more deep strokes of the planer. Then he set up the plank, hung up one eye and looked at it, and then put it down satisfied.

patting the sawdust on his body, Amu entered the wing.

Clay kang and wooden table. The furnishings in the house, simple but clean.

At this time, Shen Yan had already set up the meal. porridge, steamed buns, and four plates of delicate side dishes. Two meat and two vegetables, attractive appearance.

"Master, are you still not coming for breakfast?" Amu asked casually.

"Where's the backyard!" Shen Yan said as he served porridge to Amu, "Master said, if he doesn't eat it, let's eat it first!"

"Hmm!" Amu nodded, "He doesn't eat breakfast at all, but he also has to pay attention to his body!"

"I'll advise, don't worry!" Shen Yan smiled.

At this time, Shen Yan prepared everything for Amu, and he also sat down to accompany Amu to eat. In fact, for Shen Yan, these foods no longer have any effect.

Shen Yan ate very gently, and more often than not, he just looked at Amu with a smile.

In the past three years, Amu not only didn't remember everything in the past, but everything else was even more vague except for Shen Yan.

Even, the things in the secret realm of the desolate soul, Amu is gradually forgetting. However, Shen Yan has never been lost.

Sometimes, the best love is companionship. Therefore, Shen Yan has always been with Amu. For Shen Yan, that was a kind of satisfaction. These three years have been unprecedented days. Once, Shen Yan and Amu gathered less and separated more.

Amu ate it in a big gulp, and it was very sweet.

"Shen Yan, I still can't remember the runes that Master taught me. What should I do?" said Amu as he took a sip of porridge and said with some chagrin.

"It's okay, take your time. Shen Yan comforted, "If you can't remember, you can make a good coffin." The people of Qingzhuang and Baizhuang are very satisfied with the coffin you made!"

"That's good!" Amu nodded, and then buried himself in eating. It can be described as gobbling up and wind-swept clouds. Most of the things were eaten by Amu.

Shen Yan just drank a bowl of porridge and simply ate a few bites of food.

"Shen Yan, I'm going to make a coffin! This year's nine coffins are still missing. If you can't do it, Master will scold you. Amu got up after eating and didn't say anything.

"Don't be too tired!" Shen Yan said.

"Hmm!" Amu answered and went out, and Shen Yan began to clean up the dishes and chopsticks.

It was a very ordinary morning. In fact, the people of Liuzhen basically live like this.

The sun rises and the sun sets.

Simple, calm, even monotonous. But isn't that what real life is like most of the time?

The world is full of living beings. In fact, we are all just a wisp of mortal and a speck of dust.

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Wang's backyard.

Nine coffins, the glory is still there. In the purple pool, the forbidden picture is rippling and sparkling. The old man Wang Jue kneel cross-legged between the nine coffins, his eyes slightly twilight.

Wang Jue's appearance has not changed much compared to three years ago, but he is slightly older.

The black and white coffin is still floating in the purple pool. Black and white brilliance, like the color of life and death.

Three years ago, Wang Jue and Yun San joined forces to seal the demon. Tens of millions of forbidden pictures are consumed. In the past three years, the old man has never left Liuzhen, and he has not even been to the tomb of the Heavenly Maiden in the depths of the Immortal Burial Snow Mountain.

Most of the time, Wang Jue would walk around Liuzhen at will, or cross his knees in the backyard. It has become a forbidden place for Amu again.

Back then, the Three Realms were full of souls, and the souls of Liuzhen were the guide.

Everything is ready! However, the king has consumed a lot of time, and the coffin has not been completed. Once, Wang Jue was puzzled, and it was not until he saw Amu again that he understood the confusion in his heart.

The human coffin may be missing a mortal meaning. That's what Amu wants. Those who have been in danger for thousands of years, in order to break all reincarnation, perhaps only Amu's ordinary intention can achieve the perfection of the human coffin.

This is Wang Jue's speculation.

In the past three years, Wang Jue has always regarded everything as a reality, even more important than his immortal and demon three-life cultivation. However, he didn't know how long Amu would be consummated and how it would be.

There is only exploration, only waiting.

"Master, morning!" At this time, Shen Yan walked into the backyard.

"Hmm!" Wang Jue replied, and then slowly opened his eyes, "How is Amu doing these days?"

"It's still the same!" Shen Yan said softly, "He still makes coffins every day, but he still can't remember those runes." I still can't remember everything before. ”

"Hmm!" Wang Jue frowned slightly, "Amu's fan, maybe it should be considered a catastrophe." However, everything about him was still a little unexpected to me. The rune text didn't matter to the immortals, but he couldn't remember it at all. He made a coffin, and there was no trace of spirituality. Those coffins can't even be compared to the coffins he made when he was a child. ”

Shen Yan listened to Wang Jue's words and remained silent.

"All of Amu's talents are disappearing!" Wang Jue took a deep breath, and there was a bottomless darkness in his eyes, "He is becoming a true mortal!"

Mortals! real mortals.

That was by no means the immortal and demon three-life recipe that Wang Jue cultivated. Wang Jue's everything is that there are immortals in everything, and there are demons in immortals, which is a way to heaven.

And Amu is becoming a complete mortal, Shen Yan certainly understands what Wang Jue means.

"Master, can Amu survive this catastrophe?" asked Shen Yan.

"Actually, I don't know!" Wang Jue smiled bitterly, "Everything can only be tried." Amu Ruo is forever, what should you do?"

Amu Ruo is forever, what should you do?

In fact, Shen Yan hardly thought about this question. At this time, Wang Jue asked, Shen Yan thought about it slightly, but she didn't know what she thought, and suddenly smiled.

That smile seems to have a thousand tenderness and endless sweetness in my heart.

"Master, in fact, where there is happiness in the mortal, there is the distress of the immortal!" Shen Yan said with a smile.

"Hmm!" Wang Jue also nodded with a smile. In fact, this is something that he has already realized in his mortal life, but it is not easy for Shen Yan to realize this in just three years.

You must know that Shen Yan is now a Eternal Realm monk. Let a Eternal Realm monk understand the meaning of mortality, that is to make people understand the happiness of ants.

After three lives, immortals, demons, and mortals, Wang Jue knew that it was difficult to ascend to heaven. It is not easy for Shen Yan to have such a feeling.

In fact, Amu Ruo is always mortal, and Shen Yan has the answer in his heart. It's just that she didn't say it directly, and Wang Jue didn't ask again.

The purple light rippled, and the coffin floated and fell. The three coffins of heaven, earth and man are the outliers of the nine coffins. Wang Jue and Shen Yan both looked at the coffin quietly, each thinking about it.

There was a brief silence in the backyard of the Wang family.

"Shen Yan, Qingzhuang's coffin, how many mouthfuls have you made this year?" Wang Jue suddenly asked.

"Four mouths!" Shen Yan responded, "Baizhuang's coffin has also been made of four. This year's number of nine coffins is still one of them. According to the situation in previous years, the last coffin of this year should also be used by the people of Baizhuang!"

"Hmm!" Wang Jue replied, and then shook his head gently, "The last coffin of this year, let's send it to Qingzhuang! Die more and do more, die less and do less!"

"Huh?" Shen Yan couldn't help but be slightly stunned, "Master, how many people died in Qingzhuang and Baizhuang, aren't we still up to the final say?

"Hehe!" Wang Jue smiled, "Shen Yan, Master, I also just realized something. ”

"What's the matter?" Shen Yan said curiously.

"We often say that the will of heaven is impermanent, so since the will of heaven is impermanent, how can there be permanence in all intentions? In the past three years, I have insisted on the number of nine mouths, because I want to use what I realized back then to ignite Amu. However, now it seems that I am afraid that it is wrong!" said the king.

Shen Yan listened quietly.

"Whatever you want, you shouldn't be arranged! You inform the owners of the green and white villages, and give those souls a mortal body. Since then, life and death have been determined by fate, and love and hatred of freedom. We are no longer in charge of everything. In addition, every time the coffin is sent in the future, Amu will follow. ”

"This—" Shen Yan hesitated.

"Don't worry! Qingbai and Baizhuang are both within the Great Forbidden Heaven and Earth, and even the Three Realms are in the Underworld, and they can't be ignorant and unconscious, and nothing will happen. Amu, he doesn't enter the red dust, how can he really be mortal?" Wang Jue smiled slightly.

"Yan'er understands!" Shen Yan bowed slightly.

"Cheng Fan, it's more difficult than becoming an immortal!" Wang Jue sighed heavily, and then slowly stood up, "It's been three years, and I should go out for a walk." Shen Yan, you just said to go and arrange it!"

"Yes!" Shen Yan responded, and then turned around to go, but his steps were slightly paused, and his back was to everything in the backyard, "Master, if Amu Ruo is forever mortal, then Shen Yan is willing to accompany him for the rest of his life, and then turn immortals into dust and die with him!"

Wang Jue nodded, looking at the depths of the Immortal Burial Snow Mountain, his eyes were clear. (To be continued.) )