Talk about the world of mortals in detail

Yi Abao watched Ah Fei leave on the bridge. He watched for a long time until the surroundings became completely dark, until the snow stopped and the clouds dispersed, and the starlight illuminated the earth. He lowered his head and looked at the unfrozen Xihe River in the center. The stars were like the Milky Way entering the world. between.

Abao's mood eased a lot. Just as Mai Daxia said, we will see each other again if we are destined. And some things are just like Mai Daxia said in his life. Don't regret it in the future.

That elixir was originally given to me by my uncle and Diao'er, so naturally I would give it to whomever I asked. Even if Jun Ling couldn't use it to become a Taoist, she could at least prolong her life!

Abao shook his sleeves, and the thin ice on both sides of the West River shattered, and the starlight reflection became clearer.

There were some firecrackers and children's cheers coming from the streets, and Bao was already striding towards his home.

Outside Xihe Town, Mai Lingfei walked at any time but seemed to be walking in a huddle. The sound of the wind sometimes sounded like the roar of wild beasts, and sometimes it sounded as gentle as stretching out a hand to brush the willows.

For decades, I have been watching on-demand several times, walking around the world to see things in the world, watching birds and animals, observing the nature of the world, and using martial arts to open up new paths.

Walking in this world in a hurry, I will definitely see Chu Qi again one day. Of course, she may no longer be called by this name at that time, but I will definitely see you again if we are destined. This is what Ah Fei said to Yi Abao, and why not to himself? .

The thoughts in his mind and what he saw in Xihe Town were slowly thrown away, and Mai Lingfei's speed became faster and faster. From the beginning, he seemed to be shrinking to the ground, to the back of his body like a strong wind, and then to the back, as if he was walking in the air and moving with the wind.

After Mai Ake passed away, Ah Fei rarely went to Northern Liangzhou, but sometimes he would go there on a whim to see if the descendants of the Duan family had lost their inheritance, whether it was martial arts or blood and character.

It was the end of the year again, and when he accidentally came to Xihe Town and saw the current situation of the Yi family, A Fei thought about going to the northwest and Northern Liangzhou.

After all, the last thing Akko asked his brother to do before he died was to take more care of those ineffective children.

Of course, A Fei will not appear at the Duan family in the northwest on New Year's Eve or New Year's Eve, which is a day for their family reunion.

But in the few days of the New Year, A Fei will always appear in front of the right person at a relatively suitable time, a relatively calm time, and a relatively few people. In the past, it was A Ke, but now it is fate.

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Under the ancient trees in the northern mountains, there is only the bookcase where Yi Shuyuan is sitting. It seems that spring and autumn are still, only the strokes of the pen are moving.

The moment he started writing, light flashed across the screen from the depths of Yi Shuyuan's mind.

It was like seeing with my own eyes the stubborn stone transformed by Tian Dou Dan flying away and falling on the seashore;

It was like seeing Yi Abao and Mai Lingfei with my own eyes;

And it seemed that in the distant Daegu, Yuan Jingsi and Ling Yuanqi, who always looked like a boy, met Xue Yuan and Yan Shouyun by chance.

That was the moment when Yan Shouyun unfolded the "Picture of the Divine Way of Subduing Demons" to ask the gods to cast spells. Yuan Jingsi, who was passing by, also came to help. During this encounter, master and apprentice Yuan Jingsi praised the "Picture of the Divine Way of Subduing Demons", especially when they learned that it was between Yan Shouyun and I was particularly amazed when Dayong painted the painting together with Shao Zhen.

It's a pity that Yan Shouyun was a senior disciple of Master Qitian, while Shao Zhen, the painting sage, has long since passed away.

I also saw that Yu Xinmei met Mrs. Lingli and Lu Yuwei, and I saw that Xia Linglan would occasionally leave Tianyuan Pond to look for her in the world like A Fei, and would even kneel down to worship in some temples for a long time, especially the Zhenjun Temple. The devil's temple, I just want to meet the person in my heart again.

Even though he knew that Lu Junshan's Yuanling was seriously damaged, even though he heard from Mr. Yi that Lu Junshan would gradually recover in a long reincarnation, and knew that it was too early, Xia Linglan still didn't stop.

Yi Shuyuan's eyes reflected the scene in his mind, and he saw Xia Linglan kneeling in front of the statue of the true king, praying sincerely, not asking for immediate fulfillment, but only asking for the future, even if it takes thousands of years.

"If we say the most resembling White Snake in the world, I'm afraid Mrs. Lingli is the only one."

But Bai Suzhen's encounter with Xu Xian was just a step in her spiritual practice. Although her love for the rest of her life was tragic, Mrs. Xia was really looking forward to it for thousands of years and many reincarnations.

Yi Shuyuan murmured, his words moved, and his mind changed again.

Perhaps it was because of Mrs. Ling Li that she saw the big toad in Hele Mountain.

The corners of Yi Shuyuan's mouth raised slightly. Although Yi Shuyuan had not changed at this moment, his tone became more like He Yunqiao.

"Brother Toad, Brother Toad, pitiful, pitiful, it is impossible for Mrs. Lingli to fall in love with you. As for Mi Li, it is even more impossible. You just like two people who are the most hard-hearted to you in the world, alas."

Having said that, Yi Shuyuan didn't have the slightest idea of ​​adult beauty. At the same time, the moment Mo Mo started writing, what he saw in his mind changed again.

It was more like witnessing Yang Binghong recruiting troops from a small group of righteous warriors, and finally starting the journey.

And I seemed to see Zheng Yiming, who was also leading a rebellion on the land of Guyana with the people who could not survive, until I saw Ke Xiaofa, who was already riding a horse and wearing armor, decapitating the enemy commander with a spear.

At this moment, Yi Shuyuan also stopped writing. Ke Xiaofa seemed to have seen this scene before, and it was the fate of the future that Qi Zhongbin also lamented.

Maybe there are some stories that shouldn't exist in this world, but my arrival has become a certain destiny.

Since this time exists, then maybe it will really appear at some point in the future. Hey, it is also an interesting thing and makes people look forward to it!

Yi Shuyuan smiled, and the feelings in his heart gradually faded away. He put down his pen and raised his head.

"call"

Taking a long breath, everything around me merged into the natural way. The originally green leaves of the ancient trees around me seemed to turn into withered yellow at a speed visible to the naked eye, and soon they fell and drifted down.

A gust of autumn wind blew, and Yi Shuyuan was surrounded by the coolness of late autumn and the fragrance of wild fruits in the mountains with a hint of fermented wine.

"Hum, hum, hum."

In front of the ancient tree, there was a sound of wild boars digging the soil. They dug the fallen fruits of nearby fruit trees. When they suddenly found that there was an extra person under the tree, several wild boars were greatly frightened and fled screaming.

However, some wild boars were still a little shaky when they ran, obviously drunk by the fermented wild fruits.

"Hehehehe."

Yi Shuyuan laughed out loud and looked down. The other stories in this book were well written. As for the words written in these years, some were messy as if words were overlapped, and some were completely different from the texts seen today, as if they had made up their own words. It was really interesting.

Then, with a wave of his sleeves, Yi Shuyuan put away the desk and pen, ink, paper and inkstone, and the book recording the story also came into his hands.

It seems that I have been sitting here for a while. After all, Ke Xiaofa, the reincarnation of the long-haired ghost, is already a general in armor.

Yi Shuyuan flipped the book in his hand a few more times, returned to his original intention, returned to his original hobby, returned to the simplest pleasure, and let's talk about books!

"Sir~~~"

A familiar voice came, a gray light flashed, and Hui Mian had already landed on Yi Shuyuan's shoulder, with a smile on his mink face.

"Hehehe, look at me, I'm amazing, I actually roughly calculated the time you left and came here specially!"

Seeing the expression on Hui Mian's mink face that looked like he was about to praise me, Yi Shuyuan also shook his head helplessly, obviously he had been hanging around here for more than half a year.

"Yes, yes, the Great Protector Hui is naturally very powerful!"

As the voice fell, the breeze passed and the leaves flew, and Yi Shuyuan and Hui Mian had disappeared on the spot.

Whether it is Dayong or Daegu, whether it is a chaotic world or a disaster, whether it is a person in good times or bad times, it is good to listen to a story occasionally to relieve fatigue, temporarily relieve the troubles in your heart or slightly reduce your arrogance.

If necessary, the storyteller can also use his sword to fight or give some advice to some talented people with wisdom.