Chapter 156: Thinking About It (Side Story 2)
A hundred years is long enough for mortals, but for gods it is just a moment's smile.
As she walked through the world and looked at ordinary people, she felt a lot of emotion in her heart, as if she was walking in a river, with only leaves of duckweed drifting with the current beside her.
Ji Feng bought a bright red umbrella with a beautiful painting on it. Sometimes she felt that mortals were quite wise and had skillful hands.
He hurried over to Jiaoran and asked, "Look at this umbrella, is it beautiful?"
Jiao Ran nodded. "You don't need to keep it out of the sun or the rain. It looks nice, but you want to take it back?"
"This time I didn't forget to bring a mountain bag." A mountain bag is just as its name suggests, it can hold something as big as a mountain when opened.
She put down the broken gold, and the vendor who took it widened his eyes.
Jiao Ran helplessly stretched out his hand and said, "Give it to me."
"Why, you have gold too, why do you want mine?"
Jiao Ran said, "If you continue like this, you will definitely cause trouble for us."
Ji Feng hesitated and refused to give it to him, "Then I want it back?"
She looked to see what Jiaoran meant, but Jiaoran looked in one direction and didn't say anything.
Hayate sighed, "Do you think you've found that person again?"
Jiao Ran said, "I won't be wrong."
After saying that, he hurriedly ran in the direction of his sight.
People are coming and going on the streets. This is Chang'an again. In another hundred years, Chang'an will be just as prosperous.
There were sounds of horse hooves, but Jiaoran just couldn't find the man's shadow, even though he clearly saw him. It was strange.
At this moment, Jiaoran caught a glimpse of a man on horseback.
Just as she was about to fly up and catch up with him, the gust of wind had already grabbed her, "Jiao Ran."
"Let me go."
"What if you make a mistake again this time? You've already made a mistake three times. If you add this time, it will be the fourth time."
Jiao Ran said, "So what? If I'm wrong, I'm wrong."
The two of them chatted back and forth. Ji Feng reminded her why she came out this time. She said she had not forgotten the important thing, but she also had to find Mu Jin.
"No matter how hard it is to let go, Jiaoran, it's been so long. He's been reincarnated countless times and is no longer Mu Jin."
"I……"
A child ran up to them.
“Help!”
Jiaoran looked down at the little girl, "What's wrong?"
Immediately, two women and a man came out and said that this was their young master, who was in a bad mood and refused to go home.
Jiaoran was about to ask, but the seven or eight-year-old girl said, "They are not my servants!"
Ji Feng said, "Let's go, it's important to get down to business."
The little girl burst into tears, "Are you going to watch someone die without helping?"
The two women came forward and grabbed the little girl, saying that they wanted to take her back early.
Jiaoran stretched out his hand, "Well, whether it's your young lady or not is another matter."
Seeing that they couldn't take the little girl away immediately, three or four thugs immediately ran out from the crowd and quickly covered their faces.
Jiao Ran didn't even blink, "Okay, the world is going downhill, how dare you kidnap a child in the street."
Ji Feng was afraid she would use magic, but Jiao Ran said, "A few moves will be enough. Why use a butcher knife to kill a chicken?"
With a few swipes, he drove everyone back.
The little girl kept cheering, "That's amazing, sister!"
Jiaoran stretched out his hand and said, "Keep a low profile. Peerless masters never show off their abilities."
The little girl took her hand and said, "Can you take me home? I got separated from the servants when I came out. It was these people who separated us. I could see they were going to catch me, so I ran all the way."
Ji Feng said, "You are smart enough to ask us for help."
The little girl chuckled and said, "Because I can see the light in people."
Jiaoran and Jifeng exchanged a glance, "What light?"
"The light on you is brighter." She pointed at Jiaoran and said to Jifeng, "You are a big snake, a big snake with horns."
Ji Feng was dissatisfied, "Humph, I am a dragon."
The little girl opened her mouth in surprise. "Really? I heard that only His Majesty is the true Dragon Emperor."
Ji Feng laughed, "Real dragons, what kind of real dragons are they..."
Jiaoran suddenly thought of something and opened his third eye. He was immediately surprised and said, "She...she is..."
Ji Feng didn't know why she stuttered, "What's your name?"
"Zhao Niang."
Jiaoran counted on his fingers and said, "So that's how it is."
"What's wrong?" Ji Feng whispered.
"Look at the little girl's fate."
A gust of wind hit her forehead, it was terrible.
It started to rain. Ji Feng was amazed and opened the oil-paper umbrella. "Oh, it's true that man proposes but God disposes. This umbrella was originally meant for her."
"A Zhao!" A man called her name and ran over hurriedly.
"They said you ran away, how come you are here?"
The man ran up to her, bent down and picked her up.
Ji Feng gave them the umbrella and said, "This umbrella is destined to be with you, so why not give it to you."
Zhao Niang wanted to accept it, but she looked to her father for approval.
He said helplessly, "Thank you both for giving Ah Zhao a ride. Although this place is still some distance from my residence, I will definitely thank you two ladies once we get there."
Ji Feng said, "No need for that. You must keep an eye on your young lady from now on, to prevent her from being kidnapped by bad guys."
Zhao Niang looked at the other woman who seemed to be trembling slightly due to the rain.
"Sister, are you cold?"
Jiaoran shook his head and said nothing.
"Obedience is worse than respect. Then we will go to the mansion to take shelter from the rain."
Zhao Niang said, "My mother is an expert at making cakes. You'll know once you try them."
Ji Feng smiled and looked at the man, but suddenly she couldn't laugh anymore.
A dragon's sharpness is not as good as that of a human who has become an immortal. She looked at Jiaoran and wondered what Jiaoran was thinking.
She must have recognized that this was Mu Jin's soul.
Ji Feng didn't recognize him immediately because his appearance was so different from before. Mu Jin had such a graceful demeanor, like orchids and pine trees, but the man before her had a scar running from his forehead to his left eyebrow, and his face bore the vicissitudes of middle-aged life. Naturally, she couldn't recognize him as Mu Jin's spirit. Ji Feng could only watch from beginning to end. She was caught in the rain, but Jiao Ran seemed to be the only one soaked. It seemed like she hadn't seen this man in a long time, and she stared at him infatuatedly.
She forgot that she was a fairy who was above the mortal world. She moved her fingers and attracted thunder and lightning and strong winds. She blinked and thousands of trees withered. She exhaled again and hundreds of flowers bloomed. But she still seemed like a mortal, as if she was bound.
She wanted to take her hand and take her away, telling her that this was not Mu Jin, but a completely new mortal.
But for some reason, she didn't do that.
Maybe it's because she understands that this is the best opportunity, and if she misses it, she will never have it again.
Let her see the truth about the seven emotions and six desires, which are as easy to dissipate as morning mist.
"Ladies, have you just arrived in Chang'an City?" he asked.
Jiaoran couldn't help but spy on his life.
At the age of 32, he followed the new emperor in raising an army and served as a military officer, maneuvering carefully between the two forces.
At the age of 35, he helped the new emperor make up his mind to work together for a great cause.
At the age of 39, he raised an army in Jinyang and captured Chang'an. He was listed as a meritorious official of Yuanmou and was granted the honor of being spared from death.
At the age of 42, he held an important position, was promoted to Duke of Weiguo, and was in charge of military and political affairs in a region.
He was transferred to the position of governor at the age of 49, and passed away seven years later due to a serious illness.
He has made great achievements throughout his life.
Fortunately, this time I am much happier than Mu Jin.
His wife seemed to have anticipated that her husband would find their daughter and bring her back, and was already waiting outside the house.
As soon as the little girl saw her mother, she ran over and cried, "Mother..."
"The servant came back and told me you were missing. You scared my mother to death!"
Jiaoran looked at him, and at this moment she suddenly felt extremely sad. It turned out that this was how the phoenix chick felt when she looked at him.
The lover has been reincarnated and can no longer recognize himself, and has found a new love.
If he were to tell her now that he had a deep love for her in his past life, or perhaps in the life before that, would he think she was crazy?
Jiaoran laughed at himself.
Maybe she should also be as crazy as Phoenix Chick, go forward and try every means to restore his memory, and let him wake up again as Mu Jin.
Take him away from that woman and that child.
But she couldn't do it, because she and Phoenix Chick were different people. She couldn't destroy everything about him just to give him the happiness she thought he had.
Why does she deprive a mortal of his happiness? Why does she take away his life of achieving success and having children and grandchildren around him?
So what if she is an immortal?
But if they were destined to go two different ways, then why did God let them meet, causing her so much pain?
She stood in the rain and looked at the three of them. Suddenly, her rationality broke through everything. She wanted nothing more than this man.
Ji Feng rushed forward faster than her and grabbed her, but she was no match for Jiao Ran anymore.
She escaped in her hands.
And when Jiaoran arrived in front of them, she clearly saw all the happiness and peace of mind of this man.
In front of his wife and children, he had a tranquility that she had never seen before, and he no longer felt sad or worried about a woman named Jiaoran.
Then Jiaoran understood that Mu Jin would never come back.
They each went their own way. The world was vast, and so were hearts. Their hearts crossed for a brief moment, and after a brief love, they grew like roots and headed towards a wider land.
Only then did Jiaoran realize that she and Fenghuangchu were standing at the same crossroads. He was more stubborn and cruel than her, and everything he did showed his possessiveness and selfishness.
She sighed and finally decided to go the other way towards the Phoenix Chick.
The wind and rain had not stopped yet. The couple looked at Jiaoran, who was standing in the rain and seemed a little confused.
"Are you okay, young lady?" he asked her.
Ji Feng quickly hugged Jiao Ran's arm to prevent her from falling. "It's okay, she's just feeling a little unwell."
"Why don't you come into the mansion and sit for a while?" he said.
His wife seemed very dissatisfied and whispered, "Can anyone be brought into the mansion?"
Zhao Niang said, "Mother, it was they who helped me, otherwise I would have been captured long ago."
She patted her shoulder and told her not to say anything more.
Jiaoran thought of the faded wooden sign at the Huiying Inn, with the words Jiaoran and Mujin written on it. Jiaoran and Mujin had indeed loved each other throughout their short lives, and heaven had not played tricks on them. But was Jiaoran still Jiaoran now? Was Mujin still Mujin now?
She got a new name, Zhu Su.
He also has a new identity, Wu Wenshui.
Jiao Ran didn't take another step forward. She looked at him, the turmoil in her eyes gradually subsiding. "I hope you will have a smooth life, achieve success, have many children and grandchildren, and be blessed with wealth beyond words."
He didn't know why she suddenly said this to him.
Jiaoran had already turned and left, waving his hand and walking away with his back turned. "Go back, the rain will stop soon. Don't worry about us."
Hayate followed, "Are you really okay?"
Jiao Ran said, "Hey, what a big deal."
He looked at the figure of the woman, walking in the rain, leisurely and contented, her long hair blown by the wind, and water droplets falling from the ends of her hair.
The little girl watched them walk away and couldn't help asking them, "I told you my name, but you haven't told me yours yet?"
Jiaoran still didn't turn around.
He said loudly, "A dashing swordsman in the world."
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