Chapter 252: I am really Chen Zhizhi.
Abundant divine energy lingered all around, giving off a sense of transcendence from the mundane world.
The young Taoist friend stared at that place blankly, opened his mouth but didn't know what to say.
She has traveled all over the country for hundreds of years, and even though she has not seen much of the world, it is not difficult for her to see that people are unusual.
Not only does he ride the Azure Dragon, he also possesses divine power that is even more powerful and superior than that of an immortal.
And this face...
She shifted her gaze, and when she saw clearly she was struck by lightning and froze suddenly.
She looked at the newcomer in disbelief, then at the immortal who had just rescued her. Some things that she was originally unsure about seemed to confirm each other at this moment, making her suspicions clear.
The young Taoist friend took a long time to find his voice, "Auntie, Auntie..."
But perhaps she was afraid after surviving the disaster, or she was so shocked that no matter how much she called out, her voice was as soft as a mosquito's.
Wen Yu, who was still far away, was unaware of the changes here.
She lay on her back with her eyes wide open, still immersed in the great changes that had just taken place.
Just after she lifted the young Taoist friend ashore with her own strength, she was only a step away from the undercurrent surging underground.
But Wen Yu remained calm. Neither Yu Chang nor herself would let anything happen to her.
However, the silver jade conch used by the white-haired fox is still under the undercurrent.
Since it is such a precious magic weapon to him, Wen Yu will not let him take it back easily.
So she originally planned to dive under the undercurrent to investigate, but she didn't expect that before even the corners of her clothes got wet, she heard the sound of water and the roar of waves.
Before Xiao Wenyu could think too much, she fell into a warm and dry embrace. Before she could figure out who the visitor was, a blue dragon suddenly jumped up from under the visitor's feet and took them away from the underground undercurrent.
The sudden change made Wen Yu alert. She originally thought that besides the white-haired fox, there might be other monsters and ghosts here.
But when Wen Yu concentrates and looks——
Her white robe fluttered in the wind, and she was wrapped in a calming divine power. Strong arms held her horizontally, and she could only see the calm brows of the person in front of her.
Like the quiet spring mountains and falling snow.
He lowered his eyes, and Wen Yu could not see the emotions contained in them.
The surrounding water columns gushed up, supporting the surrounding rock walls, and the undercurrents underground rose higher and higher, stirring up strange noises.
Wen Yu suddenly felt a little dazed.
She had reminded herself countless times in her heart that the boundary between reality and illusion, the change between the past and the present, is often a thought from the world to hell.
The so-called "things are different but people have changed" is nothing but a false proposition. After all, the sun and the moon rotate, the mountains and rivers move, even "things" will not remain unchanged, let alone people?
As the waves crashed against the shore, Wen Yu couldn't help but think of...
Three hundred years ago, Song Linsheng couldn't swim at all, and the little dragon sachet he gave her was still pinned around her waist.
Wen Yu's hand hidden in her sleeve slowly reached out to the Dai Tou Long sachet that she had caressed countless times. She didn't need to look at the silly look on its face as it appeared before her eyes.
That was the first handicraft Song Linsheng made for her.
The green dragon under his feet is covered with scales and lurks in the abyss of the sea. After a period of silence, the mountains and rivers are shaken. Needless to say, it is majestic and majestic.
It turns out that Chi Huang was right.
Dan Qing, who has been sleeping for a hundred years in the Zhuoying Palace of the Eastern Heaven Court, is his mount.
And he——
Wen Yu raised his eyes hesitantly, his gaze slowly tracing the features of the person in front of him.
It was clearly a face as warm as jade and gentle as spring, but Wen Yu only felt the coldness of the pear blossoms and rain on the cold lamp and paper.
Apart from the irrelevant expression, this person's appearance...she was very familiar with it.
It’s Emperor Taihao.
And everything seems to be reminding Wen Yu——
Taihao is not Song Linsheng.
Duan Yunbian's silence contrasted with the silence of Zhuoyingdian, which had already made Wen Yu feel very confused. And now, he suddenly appeared to help...
Wen Yu's eyes were complicated, and she tried to pretend that she was helping him.
It was unclear whether his interruption saved her or harmed her.
It's a pity that the silver jade snail is still there...
Before Wen Yu could finish her complaints, Tai Hao seemed to have noticed her thoughts. He lowered his eyes and looked at Wen Yu with extreme restraint.
His eyes were calm and deep like a pool, and the whirlpools that shook them almost sucked people in.
"You want this."
As soon as he finished speaking, a small silver-green jade conch appeared between the two of them.
"for you."
This seemed to be the first sentence Emperor Taihao said to her since Duan Yunbian called her by her name.
It was so straightforward and decisive that there was hardly any emotional fluctuation. If it weren't for the ready-made example of his own master, Wen Yu would almost think that becoming a god was like this, without any sadness or joy.
Wen Yu's back was stiff and motionless. He looked at the silver-embryoed jade snail right in front of him, but he didn't know how to react.
Emperor Taihao brought this silver-embryoed jade conch out of the undercurrent and gave it to her?
What's the meaning?
As the Emperor of the Eastern Heaven Court, he had just returned to his position, so his presence here was inexplicable, and saving her was unnecessary. Now, he gave her the Silver Embryo Jade Conch, which was even more... even more...
Wen Yu couldn't think of any appropriate words to describe this emperor with a strange temper.
Could it be that there hadn't been any accumulated official business in the Zhuying Palace for the past three hundred years? It was surprising that he was so free.
She didn't know how to answer.
In the Eastern Heaven, her master, the Supreme God Ju Mang, is the assistant god of Emperor Taihao. As a disciple of the God of Spring, she naturally should not refuse his gift.
But if we only consider Wen Yu's feelings, although Emperor Tai Hao has a face that is no different from Song Linsheng, he does not have a single trace of his charm.
Apart from the mistaken identification in the Nether Palace, Wen Yu really didn't want to compare this person with Song Linsheng.
Even though he is the emperor, he is only the emperor of the Eastern Heaven Court, not her, Wen Yu's emperor.
Thinking of this, Wen Yu stiffened his neck and did not answer.
Emperor Taihao, who was looking into her eyes, also said nothing.
Having seen his behavior at Duanyunbian and Zhuoying Palace, Wen Yu knew that it was normal for him to remain silent, and did not find it strange at all.
But we can't keep on being stuck like this...
"Wen Yu——" During the silence between the two, Yu Chang's voice separated them at the right time.
Wen Yuru felt as if she had been pardoned. Just as she was about to take action, she belatedly looked at the object in front of her.
Now that I've told her...
Wen Yu was not shy either. She knew that this jade snail was still of great use to her. She took the silver-rimmed jade snail with a flick of her sleeve and got down to the ground, not wanting to get entangled with the emperor any further.
"It's not worth putting yourself in danger for this." Tai Hao lowered his eyes and looked at his empty hands and advised.
Wen Yu took two steps and then paused without looking back.
Whether it is worth it or not is up to the heart, and other people's comments have nothing to do with her.
This is the truth she had already comprehended after countless days and nights by the Naihe Bridge.
"Wen Yu." Yu Chang flew over and hurriedly walked to Wen Yu's side.
"Yeah." Wen Yu nodded and responded casually, "Yu Chang, I--"
But before she could finish, she was interrupted by another female voice.
With hair flying and clothes fluttering, a figure suddenly came in front of Wen Yu and put his arms around her waist without any hesitation.
"Aunt! Aunt!" The young Taoist friend also rushed to Wen Yu, and his emotions were obviously more open than Yu Chang's. "Aunt——"
He shouted loudly, even a little incoherently.
Originally, she was not sure. Even if Lord Yu Chang called out the name of the immortal, she suspected that she was hallucinating because she was still in shock after suffering such a disaster.
But she heard this sentence clearly and understood it clearly.
This immortal is named Wen Yu.
"Aunt, it's me!" The little Taoist friend's eyes were filled with tears and he couldn't stop sobbing. He couldn't help but reach out to pull Wen Yu's sleeve, "Aunt——"
She had known this name since she was born and had never dared to forget it for hundreds of years.
She won't admit her mistake. She definitely won't admit her mistake.
But compared to the little Taoist friend who was crying and sobbing, Wen Yu seemed... a little quieter.
She held the silver-embedded jade conch in her hand and turned to look at Yu Chang. The doubt in her eyes was self-evident.
The various immortal caves usually do not interfere with each other, and seniority is not common among them. After all, everyone is busy accumulating merit and has no time to care about such empty reputations.
What's more, since she came out of the Temple of Spring, she has been working in the Reincarnation Department of the Underworld and rarely visits the human world.
Therefore, Wen Yu did not remember when he had such a descendant.
Call her aunt?
A vague sense of familiarity flashed through Wen Yu's mind, but it was so powerful that she couldn't grasp it.
Could it be that this young Taoist friend is afraid that the jade conch will bring disaster again?
Remembering that he had just asked this little Taoist friend about his name but hadn't gotten any results, Wen Yu hesitated and said, "You——"
"I'm Zhizhi." Zhizhi, still sobbing, quickly replied, "Aunt, I'm Chen Zhizhi."
Chen Zhizhi.
Wen Yu's breathing stagnated and his whole body froze.
The appearance of an old friend, the son of an old friend.
Past memories emerged one after another, and Wen Yu finally understood what had just flashed by. She also finally saw where the familiarity between Chen Zhizhi's brows came from.
It turns out she didn't forget.
Three hundred years ago, in Jiangyang government office, the past events are still vivid in my mind, as if everything happened yesterday.
Chen Zhizhi is the child of Zhibai and Chen Mian.
Wen Yu suddenly realized why she was half human, half demon, and why she had such a mixed aura.
Seeing that Wen Yu did not answer for a long time, Chen Zhizhi was afraid that she did not believe her identity, so she hurriedly took off the vase from her waist and presented it to Wen Yu.
"Aunt, please look, this is the treasure vase that the Goddess of Spring left for Daddy that day."
"I really am Chen Zhizhi, aunt."
"Aunt, please take a look."
Everything in the past drifted away like smoke. The hurried voice brought Wen Yu back to reality. She followed the voice and saw the porcelain-white vase.
Even though a hundred years have passed, the divine power contained in it can still trace the shadow of the master, which shows that this is indeed the one given to Chen Mian by the master.
But as soon as this thought came to mind, Wen Yu suddenly blamed himself.
How could she really subconsciously verify this Aquarius?
How could she... not recognize Zhizhi?
How could she...
Wen Yu was filled with remorse and quickly stretched out his hands to help Zhizhi up, then personally tied the vase back around her waist.
"I know, I know, you are Zhizhi." Wen Yu gently put his arm around Zhizhi's shoulders and comforted her.
But for a moment, she couldn't tell whether she was comforting Zhizhi or comforting herself.
At that time, Zhibai's advice to her was still ringing in her ears, but her initial ignorance and doubts were only partially understood now.
Although she was floating in the secular world, she was never able to struggle ashore.
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