It's not like the youth travel (9)
"This child looks smart. What's a good name for him?"
"Brush off the dust and pick up two ounces of spring green. Let's call him Xue Fuqing."
At the end of her life, Xue Fuqing saw her entire life, from a baby in swaddling clothes to herself fighting a bloody battle among the spirits, and finally her corpse covered in blood.
At least. Crystal clear tears flowed from the corners of her eyes. At least she won the first place for the only time before she died.
"Brush off the dust and pick up some spring green." Her voice was intermittent, from high to low, and finally disappeared in the world.
Li Zhaoyue squatted down and gently covered her eyes. Then, Lou Guan, who was lying next to Xue Fuqing, also closed his eyes forever.
He Shuyu stood aside, silent. Li Zhaoyue comforted the two souls and sent them to the land of the living.
"What are you going to do in the future?" He Shuyu suddenly asked.
Li Zhaoyue was a little surprised that her first words weren't a question. He Shuyu saw through her thoughts and taunted her, "After all, I've used your blood for so many years. I deserve retribution."
Li Zhaoyue smiled and said softly, "I'm about to fall into a deep sleep."
"What?!" Xu Xing and Yue Jinhuan exclaimed at the same time.
Li Zhaoyue rubbed his solar plexus wearily and said, "She was sealed within me. There's only one way to deal with her, and that's to wear away her resentment over the course of a long time. But I'm too tired now."
He Shuyu said nothing. He looked at her deeply, picked up He Kongzhi's body from the ground, and said, "Take care."
She quickly accepted herself and the world without spiritual power, and was not afraid of the impending spiritual rebellion, because it was because of the bravery of the human race that they could survive in this crisis-ridden world.
What Li Zhaoyue brings is the real world, and they have to learn to accept it.
"Take care." Li Zhaoyue smiled back. He Shuyu's figure gradually disappeared into the distance.
The sun rose from the horizon, its brilliant sunlight once again filling the earth. After a tragic escape, the remaining people finally welcomed daylight, but it did not bring hope. The sunlight also awakened the spirits, who had lost their immortality but still posed a huge threat to humanity.
The screams and curses rose together and would continue for many years.
Li Zhaoyue turned her head in the rosy glow of the sky, her pale yellow hairband dancing in the wind like a dandelion in bloom in spring. The smile on her face was warm and bright, just like when they first met.
Xu Xing's eyes were red, and he wanted to say something, but he couldn't open his mouth. The wind turned and blew up Xu Xing's yellow hairband, which fluttered long and long, like his longing for her.
There was regret in her tone: "I'll keep you waiting for a long time again."
Xu Xing's heart was pounding, and a strong voice in his mind was protesting, asking him to keep her. But he knew he couldn't keep her.
To him, Li Zhaoyue was like the bright moon hanging high in the night sky. He could only glimpse its light but could not get close to it.
He treated this farewell as just one of the countless failures in the past century. He pretended to be calm and said in a hoarse voice, "Have a good rest."
After saying this, he turned around abruptly, preventing her from seeing the tears that were about to fall. Yue Jinhuan saw it, but remained silent, as if she hadn't noticed the tears sparkling on his face. She raised her head and asked, "How long are you going to sleep this time?"
"uncertain."
"Alright," Yue Jin cheered. "I'm a wandering ghost now anyway, so I don't mind spending a little more time. Hey, this is the first time the same person has picked you up, right?"
Yue Jinhuan's face was pretending to be cheerful, and Li Zhaoyue saw it at a glance, but she didn't expose it. She smiled and said, "Yes, so you must come to pick me up when the time comes."
Yue Jinhuan's soul is attached to Li Zhaoyue, and if she falls into a deep sleep, her soul will also be scattered. Yue Jinhuan knows this, but she doesn't say it.
Of course, Li Zhaoyue couldn't let her just vanish into thin air. She extended her hand towards Yue Jinhuan and said with a smile, "Give me a hug before you go."
Yue Jinhuan had no doubt about her intentions and embraced her tightly. Then, a warm power surged through his body. Yue Jinhuan trembled violently and pushed Li Zhaoyue away. "I don't want to die, Li Zhaoyue! Stop!"
Li Zhaoyue turned a deaf ear and finished reciting the rest of the mantra. Yue Jinhuan felt his body lighten, and the memories in his mind quickly disappeared.
"Forget about that. The Yue family doesn't need the next Yue Jinhuan." Li Zhaoyue's eyes were calm and profound as she whispered, "You should have your own life. Don't waste it waiting in vain."
Yue Jinhuan's struggle gradually weakened, and in the end, he had completely forgotten everything.
"Who are you?" she asked, looking at Li Zhaoyue in confusion.
Li Zhaoyue smiled and shook her head: "We don't know each other."
Yue Jinhuan wanted to say something, but in the end, she kept it to herself. Following the guidance of the Rebirth Mantra, she disappeared in front of Li Zhaoyue.
And Li Zhaoyue's body was slowly dissipating.
"I don't know where you'll wake up this time. Xu Xing, if you can wait until that day, don't go to the wrong place."
With his back to her, Xu Xing couldn't tell what her expression was when she said this, but he could feel the carefreeness in her words, as well as the deep sadness hidden in his heart.
"I will find you, I will."
He said.
*
Another hundred years passed, and the human race rebuilt the social order during the hundred years. Although they were still harassed by the spirits, they lived a decent life. Although not as free as in the age of cultivating immortals, a simple life was not a bad thing.
Recently, a strange man arrived in Daoxiang Village. He dressed like a scholar, but he wasn't obsessed with passing the imperial examinations. Instead, he spent his days in the deep mountains and forests, where snakes and insects were rampant. Deep in the woods grew a huge pear tree. It was spring, and the pear blossoms were in full bloom. Every time the scholar returned from the mountains, the brim of his straw hat would be covered with a few small pear blossoms.
The scholar was very good-looking, and there were always young girls who took the initiative to talk to him. Their cheeks flushed when they left, and they came back dejected. Aunt Zhang, who lived next door to the scholar, observed him for a long time, and finally one day she couldn't help but pull a dejected little girl aside and ask her about it.
The little girl was about sixteen, very pretty. After hearing what Aunt Zhang said, her face suddenly flushed and she stammered, "I just saw that Mr. Xu knew a lot, so I wanted to ask him some questions."
This statement might fool others, but it couldn't fool Aunt Zhang. She had also been through the teenage years, so she naturally knew the difference between approaching a loved one and asking for advice.
Seeing that she couldn't hide it anymore, the little girl stamped her feet in shame and anger, and said in a sullen voice, "I originally... originally thought that Mr. Xu was handsome and wanted to stay with him more, but... but..."
She put on an expression of shame and anger, finding it difficult to speak. Aunt Zhang's heart skipped a beat. She looked at the girl, afraid that she was being bullied and dared not speak out. She hurriedly said in a loud voice, "Could it be that he is a pervert? Did he do something he shouldn't have done to you?"
"No!" The girl, probably used to being spoiled at home, quickly retorted, "He is... he is..."
"I'm getting married." A clear male voice interrupted the conversation. Aunt Zhang looked up and saw a young man in green clothes smiling at her from the fence not far away.
The young man was young, probably just shy of twenty. His long, dark hair was tied back with a beautiful goose-yellow headband, the ends swaying in the breeze, creating a beautiful curve. His eyebrows reached his temples, his nose was straight, and his lips were full. When he smiled, his light brown eyes curved like crescents, and the corners of his mouth curled slightly, making him look delightful no matter how you looked at him.
Aunt Zhang could understand those women who were secretly worried. Such a beautiful face would make any woman fall in love with him. I wonder how beautiful this lady would be.
The aunt was stunned for a moment, and when she came back to her senses, the little girl had already left. Xu Xing looked at her with a faint smile on his face. Aunt Zhang felt a little guilty, coughed a few times, and said awkwardly, "Why don't you see your wife?"
Xu Xing supported his head with his hands and looked into the distance: "I'm waiting for her."
"She went on a long trip and won't be back for a long time. I've been waiting for her for a long, long time." When he said this, he looked a little lonely, but soon became cheerful.
"But she will be back soon."
Aunt Zhang chatted with him for a few more moments, then hurried back home, excused herself to cook. Xu Xing remained in his original position, intently gazing towards the pear tree deep in the mountains.
The place where she first woke up.
A few days later, Xu Xing was arranging the sweet-scented osmanthus bouquet he had finally made at home when he heard a commotion outside. He stepped out and found it was the young girl who had left in frustration a few days ago. She was wearing her wedding dress and had brought a sedan chair with her, which had stopped at Xu Xing's door.
Everyone in the village came to hear the news, chattering about this strange event. This little girl was the daughter of the city lord, and she had fallen in love with this poor scholar from Daoxiang Village. Even though she heard that he was married, she still came to propose marriage.
This wasn't even a marriage proposal, Xu Xing sneered, his effortlessly gentle expression crumbling for a moment. This was clearly forced. As he'd expected, as soon as he took a step outside the door, he'd be shoved into a sedan chair by the burly men guarding it, and then carried to the City Lord's Mansion for the wedding.
He frowned irritably, mentally saying, "Trouble!" Normally, he would have rolled up his sleeves and charged in, but he'd recently sensed Li Zhaoyue's awakening and didn't want to be contaminated by the scent of blood. So, he suppressed his murderous intent and closed the door expressionlessly.
Unexpectedly, the moment he closed the door, it fell straight down. The girl put her hands on her hips and said with a smile, "I knew you were going to close the door, so I took it down in advance."
Xu Xing resisted the urge to hit her violently, and said with a forced smile, "You are forcing me. I will not follow you."
"I don't care. As long as I send you to the City Lord's Mansion, I will have the final say on everything." The little girl said nonchalantly.
Xu Xing gritted his teeth secretly and clenched his hands into fists behind his back.
The girl winked at the burly men, and they walked up to Xu Xing and surrounded him. Xu Xing glanced at them coldly, his fists behind his back ready to strike.
At this moment, a piece of pear blossom floated to the top of his head, and then touched his nose and lips with the wind, like a gentle kiss.
Then, with a loud splash, a thick rain of pear blossoms began to fall in the yard. There were no pear trees in Daoxiang Village, so this was a truly remarkable sight. The villagers exclaimed in surprise and delight. The little girl scoffed, glanced disapprovingly at the four men who remained motionless, and scolded, "This is truly unlucky! It's raining white! What are you doing standing there? Quickly tie him up and take him back."
Someone said bitterly: "It's not that we don't want to move, it's that we can't move."
As soon as she finished speaking, a strong wind blew up the scattered petals on the ground, blinding the little girl for a moment. She screamed and stumbled backwards.
"You're quite a brave girl," a female voice said teasingly.
A pale yellow figure, shrouded in a shower of flowers, slipped between the four men and threw itself into Xu Xing's arms. A familiar scent pulled Xu Xing out of his illusory dream. His eyes almost immediately reddened, the viciousness fading completely.
"Don't cry so quickly, I'll take you out." Li Zhaoyue winked at him and took his hand.
Another gust of wind blew, and the pear blossom petals were all blown up, blocking everyone's sight. The psychedelic fragrance of the flowers made people drowsy and want to sleep.
Crash——
The pear blossoms fell, and everyone opened their eyes, as if waking from a dream. The little girl in her wedding dress looked around in confusion, as if she couldn't remember why she was there.
"Isn't this the city lord's daughter? Why did she come to our village in a sedan chair?" someone whispered.
"I haven't heard that any young man in our village has been favored by this young lady."
"How strange." Everyone glanced at the little girl with strange eyes, shook their heads and walked away. The four strong men were also confused. They seemed to remember that it was the eldest lady who asked them to come, but what were they doing here?
I can't remember anything.
On her way back, the little girl shook off the pear blossoms on her head and shoulders in disdain, thinking the weather was truly strange. How could a village without pear trees suddenly be raining such inexplicable blossoms?
She walked towards the city with four strong men.
In the mountains, beneath the pear blossom tree, Li Zhaoyue smiled brightly and said crisply, "Xu Xing, long time no see."
The white flower rain, the warm sunshine, her clear face, everything seemed like a dream. He couldn't believe it, afraid that this was just another unattainable delusion.
It was not until the girl stood on tiptoe and kissed his trembling eyelashes that he woke up from the suffocation of drowning and regained his sense of temperature.
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