Synopsis: A quick transmigration novel where the female protagonist becomes the "Ancestor" for disheartened individuals.
This world is too disheartening. This is a story about transmi...
Chapter 112 This is a ghost (21) Three Lives Three Worlds
She paused for a moment, then burst out laughing several times. This was simply the most hearty laugh she had ever had in this life. "Okay, I'll remember. If I can be reincarnated, I will definitely remember to get it."
Zuihua looked at her happy smile and felt somewhat satisfied.
Liu Binghai thought Zuihua was so naive and cute.
"As long as you get better, I will forgive everything in the past."
Zuihua was dazed and smiled foolishly again.
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Xiao Zhen has been kept in a flowerpot. She occasionally talks to the wizard. If she wants water or some nutrition, the wizard will give it to her.
The master has been persuading her to use the tree to revive her soul and give an account of her spiritual practice.
She said she would think about it, and thought about it for a long time in the flowerpot.
One day, the master asked her again if she had thought it over.
Xiao Zhen thought for a long time and said, "Can I see him again?"
She said she had no other thoughts and just wanted to say goodbye to him.
A month later, Aza's soul was completely stabilized.
When his soul was in disarray, he vaguely heard Xiao Zhen's words in the offering hall room.
He felt very sad.
Because, when she said all this, there was only a cold room and him who was dying, without even any communication or interaction. This loneliness was like watching alone for hundreds of years. Is this her fate?
Aza asked Liu Binghai, "You should always be by my side, right?"
Liu Binghai looked at him.
"I always feel that I am protected by gods, so I won't ask who you are. Thank you.
Another month later, Aza was able to walk on his own.
When the wizard came to feed him medicine again, he was holding a pot of flowers in his hand.
Aza knew what was in there.
He was in excruciating pain, but his mind remained clear.
The wizard asked him to step back two steps and let Xiao Zhen out.
He had a cotton needle hidden in his hand. If Xiao Zhen made any move, she would die. She broke away from the potted plant like a green vine, standing very close yet very far away.
She looked at the unshaven Azha as if she had been watching him for a thousand years.
In the first life, she was the "other man's husband" who did not belong to him.
In his second life, he was a chopped-down tree.
In the third life, he chopped her off, but she finally had the chance to be close to him.
If he retired from the underworld, perhaps she could forget everything in the past and live peacefully with him, no longer holding grudges about anything and living a fulfilling life.
She followed him for three lifetimes.
Although he is no longer the same person he was at the beginning, and although he has changed, she has been with him for so long, truly and truly for so long.
No matter how hard your heart is, it is difficult to become iron.
Xiao Zhen looked at Azha, seeing his unshaven beard and the two eyes above his nose that looked just like her indifferent and distant eyes, and she seemed to feel a little sympathy.
Does she need his sympathy?
She wanted to say "You are not dead yet", but it seemed to have nothing to do with the theme of today's visit. She was not here to take his life today. She said that she just came to see him, just to see him, and she would swallow any extra words.
"You're still alive." She said it in a different way.
"I won't move." She said to the wizard behind her, "What you have in your hand will kill me."
She just looked at Aza and asked calmly, "You don't remember me?"
After staying in the potted plant for a long time, his spirit had only recovered a little bit, and his voice was still sour and tired.
Aza said, "You are Xiao Zhen."
The woman stirred. "What else?"
Aza shook his head.
Whoever you were has drifted away with my current memory, and he knows nothing.
There is no conspiracy, no scheming, it's just true, I don't know.
But she could recognize him, she could tell it was him at a glance.
"He is only a mortal," said the wizard.
Oh, yes, she is a tree spirit who has practiced for a thousand years and can find the person she found in reincarnation.
But he didn't remember anything...
But, she was once a mortal!
In that life, she prayed that they would meet in the next reincarnation. She turned into a tree with her memories, and he was by her side. They looked at each other from afar, holding hands, yet they were so close yet so far away.
She is the only one I ever remember.
A chill ran down her spine. She took a step forward and continued, "So, you didn't kill me on purpose."
There is no questioning tone, it is a declarative sentence.
Aza and Liu Binghai were both stunned for a moment.
It turned out that she thought he recognized her and deliberately chopped her off, deliberately killed her, and deliberately severed the debt of love that had entangled her for three reincarnations?
Aza paused, shaking his chin, which was tinged with blue, and said, "I don't know you, and I don't remember you."
"Then where is my tree body?" She asked again with a cold face.
Aza felt sad, or rather, genuine sympathy.
He didn't remember their past love, but he remembered this life. He told her that he had found a very, very good tree. The roots of the tree were a glowing brown-green, and the branches of the tree were like fairies with ten thousand hands. The tree was very fragrant and it was the best tree he had ever encountered.
When she listened to him talking about this, she was just wearing a cheongsam, holding her chin with her hands, and looking at him very calmly. He had no idea how complicated and mixed her feelings were at that time.
She often asked about his business, saying that she was interested in his business philosophy. She asked him whether all the trees he had encountered were not as good as the one in that mountain.
Maybe it was a test, maybe not, but wouldn't her heart be filled with blood at that time?
"I told you," Azha said hoarsely, "that's the best tree I've ever seen. I left it to the woodcutter who needs it most, to make life-saving wooden chairs. A boss has found this business and wants to provide life-saving chairs for those who are in their twilight years. The price is definitely high, but it can be considered a good deed."
Xiao Zhen nodded.
Aza just felt sad when he saw her. He had thought about spending the rest of his life with her.
She is beautiful, well-educated, and always exudes a rare aura.
When she asked him blankly if he really didn't know her and if he didn't intend to get rid of her, he was just sad.
There was nothing else to say except "I really don't know you."
She nodded again.
It seemed that, just as she had thought, he didn't know her at all. Killing her was just an accident, but it also seemed inevitable.
Although she didn't have to be sad about the accident, she was also sad about the inevitability.
Killing her was inevitable and destined.
Thinking of this, she still smiled at herself.
"If I hadn't come back..." Aza asked halfway.
"I will forgive you." Xiao Zhen said calmly, "I will forgive you, stay with you, and spend the rest of my life with you."
Aza's tears fell.
He longed to hear the sound of his chest being crushed, but he heard nothing.
Only dark clouds were coming from afar.
"But now that you've come out, I can only do this," Xiao Zhen said.
He could only look at her from a distance and then stop talking.
Xiao Zhen asked him again, "You really don't remember anything, right?"
She is still struggling.
Aza nodded.
Xiao Zhen suddenly laughed.
It seemed like a long-lost smile of relief.
She finally got the answer she wanted.
He knew nothing, didn't intend to kill her, didn't intend to destroy her, at least on this point, she felt relieved.
"That's good." She just said lightly.
"Then..." She hesitated.
"I like you." Aza said without hesitation, as if she was not the one who had the whip in her hand to kill him.
"You can take care of yourself and stay healthy. I can change my career and retire. We can find a stable small business to make a living." Azha said.
A hint of surprise flashed across Xiao Zhen's face, followed by a pale, self-deprecating, helpless smile.
She shook her head.
Aza's lips trembled nervously.
"No."
Xiao Zhen's pale lips were like the frost in winter, and the only moisture they had was consumed by the years. Her once juicy lips were now dry, cracked, and looked like the whiteness of snow.
"Three lives and three worlds, life after life, we've been entangled for too long, it's time to end it. I don't want to be entangled with you anymore."
She lowered her brows tiredly, and her heart pounded. "I should go."
The wizard retracted the cotton needle, and Xiao Zhen stepped back step by step, watching Azha getting farther and farther away from him.
This time, there will probably be no reunion in reincarnation. It should be an end. Xiao Zhen looked at the sky.
"Let's go." said the wizard.
Xiao Zhen closed her eyes, leaving a trail of transparent tears.
Everything that needs to be said has been said, and it’s time for you to return to your home.
"Go to the flowerpot first, and I'll take you to the tree roots later. Don't force anything."
Xiao Zhen looked at the pot of flowers.
"No."
The mage's heart moved, "Didn't you agree to borrow the tree to continue your practice?"
Xiao Zhen smiled and said, "I just said I came to say goodbye to him."
The mage paused, his eyes suddenly hardened, "You..."
Xiao Zhen's lips began to turn pale again.
"I no longer need to be a tree."
That tree was the dream that the simple and naive self of my previous life planted for my lover.
This dream should end.
She would continue to practice, and in every life, she would remember this dream and would not be able to help but continue to look for his next life.
If he hated her, blamed her, and abandoned her, she could still repay her debt of love. At worst, she could kill him.
But, he said he liked her.
Xiao Zhen looked back at Azha, feeling incredibly sad. "If you liked me, you should have loved me this much in the first life. If we were destined to be together, we should have been equals, living side by side forever." But now, life after life has passed, and I'm still just a tree, a tree without roots. Even if I continue to cultivate, I'll never be able to catch up with you. I'll continue searching for you in the next life, and the next.
But this is what it means.
I heard that everything never happens more than three times, and after three lives, it's time to end.
I have thought of you for three lifetimes and entangled you for three lifetimes. I should be satisfied.
"You chopped me, I don't blame you." Xiao Zhen said lightly.
If you don't kill me, I might never find you in this vast sea of people.
It was because you cut me down that I was able to break away from the roots of the tree and stay by your side for these days.
Although it has only been a few days, you belong only to me and I belong only to you. You should repay the favor you owe me.
"It's been three lifetimes. I don't want to remember this love anymore." Xiao Zhen turned around and smiled at the mage, "So, I don't want to be a tree anymore."
The smoke behind her slowly rolled up, and the mage widened his eyes as he watched her suddenly break her "root" with force.
That is the real root, which can lead her to the broken root. If she is broken, she will disappear forever, her soul will be scattered and turned into ashes. Everything related to her will turn into nothing in this huge universe.
Xiao Zhen's roots were broken, and the smoke wrapped her up, and she suddenly spun back and forth several times in the sky.
The wizard chased after her and watched her spinning in the yard, screaming in pain. The green halo with purple smoke was circling around the tree in the yard.
She also chose that tree, it looks so much like her.
When he wanted to move to a new house, she specifically chose this courtyard.
She thought that one day, whether they lived together or died together, they would all be around this tree.
She flew so fast that her figure gradually became blurred, leaving only the painful sound of breaking things in the sky.
Aza chased out, his lips trembling.
He held onto the door frame and heard Xiao Zhen's last voice coming from the broken air.
"After three lifetimes of entanglement, let's say goodbye now. My heart is set on you, don't look back."
She let her soul vanish into thin air in the sea of people. In the end, not even a small branch was left. She circled around the tree and then disappeared. The destruction was real, and even her shadow was gone.
Love is always entangled, and farewell is always silent.
Aza's eyes gradually darkened. It turned out that leaving was such an effortless thing.