Chapter 245: Emperor Taihao is not Song Linsheng.
The mountain clouds were swirling and the green mountains were endless. Wen Yu passed through various places in the heavenly palace and did not slow down until he reached the green mountains.
Yu Chang, who had been chasing her all the way, followed Wen Yu closely a few steps behind her, but he didn't know why she didn't say a word.
She left so abruptly just now, but now she looked unhappy.
Yu Chang remained silent, unable to figure out the reason.
"Wenyu." Yu Chang quickened his pace, racing a few steps until he was walking side by side with Wenyu. "Wenyu."
But Wenyu was immersed in her own chaotic thoughts and seemed to be deaf to Yuchang's call.
She is very... helpless now, and this is the only way Wen Yu can describe herself.
She had clearly been warned about Emperor Taihao's identity, but when she turned her back she still couldn't help but wonder, there are no two leaves on a tree that are exactly alike, so are there two people in the world who are so similar?
But now is not the time to think about these things. It is more important to go to Central Continent and quell the chaos. Only in this way can we not let down our master and all living beings.
Wen Yu was thinking in his mind that having Yu Chang accompany him here would surely save him a lot of trouble. He wondered how long it would take to go back and forth.
Chi Huang repeatedly urged that this matter must be concluded before the beginning of spring, preferably before New Year's Eve, which meant...
"Wenyu!"
When the worried voice came, her wrist was also grabbed by someone. Wen Yu looked up along the sleeve and saw worry between Yu Chang's brows.
"Wenyu..."
"Yu Chang?" Wen Yu was confused by his call and slowly came back to her senses. "What's going on?"
Yu Chang stared at the person in front of him with complicated eyes, and a familiar feeling filled his heart.
During the hundreds of years she worked in the underworld, Wen Yu was also so distraught and immersed in confusion. Every day she forced herself to stay awake and save the ghosts by the Naihe Bridge, but she could not save herself.
His heart ached, but Yu Chang just felt numb.
When waiting becomes a habit, everyone will sink into it while being awake.
Since Wen Yu was like this, he couldn't escape either.
"Don't you want that Song Linsheng?" Yu Chang thought about it and finally made a painful decision, "Wait here for a while, I'll go and tie him up for you."
Why are you so distracted?
Although that person is a god, he is not an ordinary person either. If we really want to determine who is better, he is confident.
Along the way, Wen Yu seemed to turn around in a casual manner, but he found that the further he walked, the more abnormal Wen Yu seemed to be, as if she was immersed in some emotion and couldn't get out of it.
Yu Chang thought about it and thought it must be related to the person who had just been promoted to the Ying Palace.
"As long as you don't become depressed anymore." Yu Chang frowned, and he was willing to make concessions. "The three of us can retire together and find a secluded place to live by the Yuan River..."
Having said that, even Wen Yu, no matter how slow-witted he was, understood.
She looked at the man in front of her with a mixture of laughter and tears. The man was already planning for the future. He was truly a simple little white dragon.
I originally thought Yu Chang had become more mature and stable, but now it seems that some aspects of him are still the same as before.
"He's not Song Linsheng." Wen Yu suppressed her smile and pursed her lips as she spoke, "He's Emperor Taihao, who traveled through the mortal world from the Zhuying Palace of the Eastern Heavenly Court and has just returned."
And Emperor Taihao...is not Song Linsheng.
When this matter was brought up again, Wen Yu was finally no longer as unable to accept it as before, and she also learned to calm down.
On the contrary, Yu Chang widened his eyes slightly after listening to Wen Yu's explanation.
Although he had a guess, he couldn't be completely sure.
Now listening to what Wen Yu said, that person really was not Song Linsheng.
Yu Chang was silent, the past vividly remembered, memories flooding into his mind——
Song Linsheng... dry bones and yellow earth, I'm afraid he has turned into ashes long ago.
It's...his fault.
If he had not left Jiang Yang, Wen Yu would not have been left to face it alone, and Song Lin would not have died.
Yu Chang lowered his eyes, hiding the expression in his eyes, not knowing how to face Wen Yu in front of him.
But the tacit understanding they had developed over hundreds of years of living together and his changes had all fallen into Wen Yu's eyes.
Wen Yu pursed her lips, feigning a casual smile, and casually changed the subject: "This Emperor Taihao is the chief of the gods in the Eastern Heaven Court. I heard that his five elements belong to wood, so he is revered as the Blue Emperor."
Yu Chang listened to Wen Yu silently without saying a word.
"You said he was so powerful, why didn't he pay any attention to the affairs of Central Continent?"
What a big deal.
Wen Yu shook his head seriously, then casually pulled up Yu Chang's sleeve and said, "May I trouble our Lord Yu Chang to come with me?"
Seeing her laughing heartlessly, Yu Chang felt a pang of pain in his heart. He knew that Wen Yu was covering it up because she was afraid that he would worry.
After all, she had always been like this when she was at the Rebirth Inn, always holding on by herself.
But he couldn't bear to refuse her, so Yu Chang forced a smile and said, "There's no need to worry about anything between you and me."
He reached out and grasped Wen Yu's wrist, pulling her along as they walked together on the vast sea of smoke.
The blue sea rose, the green mountains appeared emerald, the layers of clouds and the sound of wind floated past their feet, and soon the two of them were completely out of the heavenly palace.
Going further ahead is the human world.
There were so many unfamiliar words, Wen Yu was stunned looking at the scenery below.
For hundreds of years, she has never returned to the Temple of Spring, nor has she ever been to the human world.
In fact, since she started working in the underworld, she would occasionally feel that she had become one of the ghosts. On the dark side of the Naihe Bridge and in the Rebirth Inn where there was no distinction between day and night, she had long been an empty shell with her soul separated from her body.
Three hundred years of rising and setting of the sun and the rotation of the stars were just a blink of an eye for her and Yu Chang, but under the sky, the world had already changed.
At this moment, the world is frozen and frost-free, the mountains are silent, and it is the winter month covered in silver.
"Do you want to go down and take a look?" Yu Chang keenly noticed the longing in Wen Yu's eyes and asked softly.
"Let's just... forget it." Wen Yu turned away, rejecting Yu Chang's suggestion. "Going to Zhongzhou to get my work done is more important."
Yu Chang turned his gaze and looked ahead, analyzing rationally, "This is the only way to get to Zhongzhou. If we start from here, it won't be considered a waste of time."
"What's more," Yu Chang said, seeing Wen Yu still hesitant, "the goblins and ghosts are heading towards Central Continent. There's no guarantee they'll hunt along the way. It would be a good idea for you and I to investigate."
Wen Yu looked at Yu Chang helplessly. She knew clearly that these were his words to comfort her, but Wen Yu still couldn't help laughing.
When she was in the human world before, she was always chattering and asking Yu Chang to call her sister, but Yu Chang was always concise and frugal with words, and sometimes he didn't even bother to give her a glance.
Now she talks less, and it is Yu Chang's turn to be long-winded.
"Okay..." Wen Yu shook his head and agreed.
Yu Chang lowered his eyebrows and smiled slightly, nodding in agreement, "Yeah."
The two of them put away their magic, bid farewell to the clouds, and transformed into two beams of light, one blue and one white, falling onto the mountains and rivers.
The cold flowers are covered with snow, the frost is connected to the silver mountains, and all you can see is the endless white and gray of the withered red flowers.
Occasionally, icicles would fall, and Wen Yu couldn't help but stretch out her palm to catch them. Perhaps it was because she was protected by her master's divine breath, that the crystal-clear ice turned into water vapor the moment it touched her.
Wen Yu shrank his empty palms and did not feel a trace of coolness.
After a pause, Wen Yu took the initiative to withdraw his magic power, and just quietly let the falling snow stain his clothes and the frost wet his palms.
Being an immortal means living forever and living as long as the sky, while being a mortal means exploring the water and watching the clouds, quietly appreciating the four seasons. In fact, there is no need to compare, both are good.
But in between, she worked as a ghost messenger for hundreds of years.
Wen Yu's brows seemed to be frowned, neither happy nor sad. In fact, during the time she was in the underworld, Xie Bian and Fan Wujiu took good care of her, not to mention Yu Chang who was always with her.
She didn't regret being a ghost messenger, she was just afraid that it would all be in vain in the end.
Song Linsheng, please wait for me.
After this matter is settled, she will definitely find him even if she has to travel through the three realms and explore the five elements.
So, please wait for me a little longer.
Yu Chang watched her movements silently, and when he raised his hand, a fox fur cloak as white as snow appeared in his palm, and then he naturally dropped it on Wen Yu's shoulders.
His body was covered with hard scales, so he was not afraid of frost or cold. But Wen Yu was different. She was originally a tree, and he was afraid that the ice and snow would freeze Wen Yu's branches.
Wen Yu's shoulders sank, and she naturally noticed it. She turned around and gave Yu Chang a grateful smile.
"Snow accumulates in the winter months."
Wen Yu narrowed her eyes slightly. The reflections from the snow came from all directions, making her, the former Meng Po who stayed in the underworld all day, feel a little uncomfortable.
"It's almost the end of the year."
Having said that, but...
She has never lived through a human year.
Wen Yu forced a smile, full of mockery. She and Song Linsheng made a wish to celebrate the New Year together in front of the Wutong Ancestral Temple, but it was not fulfilled after all.
Putting his thoughts aside, Wen Yu thought about the distance from here to Zhongzhou. There was still a month or so before the end of the year, which was enough time even if calculated according to the days on earth.
Chi Huang's instructions were to do this before the beginning of spring, but if she wanted the world to have a good New Year, she had to finish the matter before New Year's Eve.
"Yeah." Yu Chang was not a talkative person, but when he saw Wen Yu stop talking in a depressed tone, he didn't know what she was worried about.
After all, ever since she refused, he never used his magical powers to secretly spy on her heart again.
Xie Bian once told him that if you want to get into someone's heart, it doesn't depend on how powerful your magic power is, but on exchanging the same heart with them.
He understood it, but not completely...
Yu Chang lowered his eyes, his gaze shifting as he gazed at the distant scenery. He couldn't help but start a conversation, "The north wind blows the old plum blossoms, and it just so happens that the world is covered in snow."
Yu Chang, who was always as silent as gold, could actually recite poetry. Wen Yu's eyes swept across his face that was pretending to be calm, and looked in the direction he was looking.
White snow flakes and red plum blossoms.
Wen Yu choked with sobs, his soul seemed to have suffered a heavy blow, and then he walked towards that place. In his haste, the cloak on his shoulders slipped off.
The mountains were silent, the snow was creaking, and the only sound between heaven and earth seemed to be the rustling of Wen Yu's footsteps. Her green dress became the only touch of green in the vast expanse of white.
Yu Chang stared at his back deeply, then followed with his cloak hanging on one hand, following Yu Wenyu at a distance of three or two steps behind him.
In a blink of an eye, he arrived in front of Hongmei. Wen Yu raised his hand and moved forward, but stopped three or two inches away from her.
Seeing Wen Yu standing still, Yu Chang wrapped her in fox fur again, then followed her gaze upwards, staring quietly at the plum red spot.
Wen Yu, tightly wrapped in the fox fur, felt that the cold was completely isolated, and waves of heat surged from all directions. Although she was standing between heaven and earth and outside the wilderness, she felt like she was in a warm room with a blazing fire and the fragrance of chestnuts.
The vague memory gradually became clear, and Wen Yu suddenly remembered that there was a time like this in the past...
She and Song Linsheng...
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