Ji Xuan's movements, Jing Shu has long known clearly, and the sound transmission technique naturally knows it, but he has no intention of snooping on others**. I also talked to Tamai.

Yujing has actually been curious about the identities of these two people for a long time, but he doesn't know immortal arts, and he is sitting on the side, so it's not easy to ask. Fortunately, the two of them just took a short break and left after a while. It wasn't until he couldn't hear their footsteps that Yujing was about to ask a question, and he heard Jing Shu say: "These two people are from the Louvre." ”

The Louvre's, yes. Lu Lan also mentioned it when she taught herself, and this was one of the four immortal gates.

"But how does Jingshu know?" said Yujing.

"They have jade pendants around their waists, which are tokens of the disciples of the Louvre. ”

The jade pendant on his waist, yes, why didn't he notice it.

"Jingshu is so powerful~ You can know this~"

Jing Shu's smile was a little dim, what kind of skill is this, but he was a disciple of Qingyang, so he knew something about it.

"It's just a little experience, and it's not surprising that I'm older than you. ”

Tamai didn't understand why Keishu's smile became a little dark, but when he mentioned this, he could ask Keishu's age.

"Then Jingshu, how old are you?"

Jing Shu was a little amused in her heart, this girl, she really hasn't forgotten to find out her age, what does it matter to people who cultivate immortals.

"Ninety. ”

Although he thought that Jingshu's age must not be young, but he was actually ninety, Yujing really didn't expect it, and was speechless for a while.

Jing Shu saw that Yujing was entangled, so he joked: "What, does Yujing think I'm old?"

"No, no, no, how can it be, Jingshu is not old at all!"

"I'm just kidding you, the last thing that immortal cultivators care about is this age. Jingshu said.

Only then did Tamai put his mind at ease.

"I've rested enough, I'll take you to meet someone. ”

Jingshu and Yujing went downstairs, but they still didn't see the shopkeeper. The little second brother yawned and said to Jing Shu: "The tea money, the two of you have already paid it, and they said that they are familiar with you." ”

Jingshu smiled, and did not stick to it, leading Yujing out of the door of the teahouse.

"Jingshu, they don't know us, and they haven't exchanged names, why do they want to pay for tea for us?" Yujing kicked the pebbles on the road, puzzled.

"When you meet in Pingshui, it is better to forget each other in the rivers and lakes. If you rashly bother and exchange names, you will not live up to this fate, but you will fall behind. ”

"That's right. Tamai nodded.

Jingshu didn't reply anymore, and Yujing didn't know what he was thinking. The two walked in silence, and for about a quarter of an hour, Jing Shu walked into a dead end with Yujing. There was no one around, Jingshu stood in the backlight, and Tamai couldn't see his expression.

I didn't see how he moved, Yujing felt as if the clothes on his body had moved, and when he looked down, he saw that he had turned into a white robe that was the same as Jingshu. Then even the bun became a man's style. This is the first time that Yujing has seen Jing Shu cast a spell, his eyes widened, and he was a little amazed, but the gods don't need to pinch the trick to chant the spell?

Jing Shu is naturally not an ordinary immortal cultivator, this kind of small spell, naturally there is no need to pinch it. However, he didn't want Yujing to know this, ignoring the surprise in her eyes, and only said: "The place where I took you to, women's clothes are inconvenient." ”

"Oh. Ignored, Tamai expressed his dissatisfaction in a hard tone.

Jingshu was the first to come out of the alley, and the sun was dazzling. Tamai followed behind him, standing in his shadow, not noticing at all.

After walking for another stick of incense, Jingshu took Yujing into a place called the Garden of Life and Death. Although the name of this garden is a bit fierce, the scenery is staggering.

There are babbling and singing words from afar, but they are faint and inaudible.

Only then did Yujing know why Jingshu said that women's clothing was not suitable. Along the way, there were only some cockfighting and lackeys, and the eyes that glanced at him were really unsightly. Thinking that he saw himself as one of those spoiled children, he was annoyed in his heart, so he glared angrily at those eyes who looked at him.

It's just that Jingshu brought himself to this pear orchard to do something. Following him slowly in the garden, Yujing found that the garden was really big, but the road was not wide, it was all narrow paths.

Along the way, I also saw a number of stages at the end of a certain path, lingering sounds, intertwined with each other, but each unrelated. In the huge garden, these stages are scattered, and at first glance they are a little messy, but when they go to the depths, they feel that they are wrong and unique, and they are not a flavor.

It seems that in the depths of the garden, the voices of people gradually fade away, but the garden begins to have some of the beauty of Japanese dry landscapes. The oncoming wind has a bit of a lonely taste. There is no road in sight further on, and at the end of the trail is a forest, exuding a hint of primitive atmosphere, which does not look like it is artificial.

I don't know if it was the sound of the wind coming out of the forest, or the illusion of Yujing, from the moment I saw this forest, there was a sad and mournful voice of grievance. It seems that it has been barren for thousands of years, and it can't wait for a return.

Tamai shook his head as if trying to dispel the sadness in his heart, and looked up at Jingshu. I could only see Jing Shu's side face, and I couldn't see his expression, but I felt that his eyebrows and eyes were soaked with sadness. She always thought that Jing Shu was an immortal who was not stained with smoke and dust. didn't expect that he would have such a strong affection. Perhaps, that is the past that belongs to Jingshu.

But he wants to be the one who accompanies him for the rest of his life. So, he reached out and pulled the little finger under Jingshu's sleeve. Yujing's move finally brought Jing Shu back to his senses, and his eyebrows and eyes also regained his clarity.

Jing Shu lowered his head and smiled at Yujing, "The person you see is in this forest." ”

Holding Yujing's hand with his backhand, he led her step by step towards the forest.

The trees were tall and sheltered from the daylight, and the forest was somewhat dark. Entering the forest, Yujing faintly heard the lyrics again, but it had a little more charm and affection than the one outside. Although Tamai is just an outsider and doesn't know how to appreciate, this does not hinder her judgment.

The sound is getting closer, and it is also a little more audible.

"It's hard to send spring love in the chaos, and there are people in the ground...... Pick a famous door, one case at a time, in the gods. Very good fate, throw youth away...... Delay, where is this heartfelt saying? Drowning, pouring the remnants of life to ask the sky......"

It took about a cup of tea for the two of them to walk out of the forest. Compared to the beauty of the garden, this place is really desolate and pitiful. A theater building, a bamboo house.

Walking to the front of the building, Yujing looked up and saw that this building was called Love to the Building. I also remembered that this garden was called the Garden of Life and Death, and it seemed that I had thought about it before. I don't know what to do, go deep, the living can die, and the dead can live. Those who are born and cannot be resurrected, and those who die and cannot be resurrected are not lovely.

Life and death, love.