Chapter 253: Why can he be compared with me...
Zhibai understood the law of fate three hundred years ago and made the choice, but today, three hundred years later, she still cannot do it.
Wen Yu hugged Chen Zhizhi with one hand and they were speechless for a while.
Yu Chang remained silent and just stood quietly beside Wen Yu.
As his eyes swept over Xiaodao who was crying uncontrollably, Yu Chang's eyes flickered slightly.
He didn't recognize Chen Zhizhi, but he had heard Wen Yu mention him at the Wangsheng Inn.
That's another story, one that has nothing to do with him.
Because it had nothing to do with him, he couldn't find the right moment to interrupt and seemed to be isolated from the two of them.
The fingertips hidden in the sleeves were curled up, and Yu Chang said nothing.
Wen Yu closed his eyes and put his thoughts aside.
It doesn’t matter if she can’t figure it out. After all, a hundred years have passed, and she still has another hundred years.
As she tied the tassel around Chen Zhizhi, Wen Yu suddenly remembered that this treasure vase was given to Chen Mian by her master to save Zhibai. That day, she had asked Chen Mian to use the sacred water in the vase to water Zhibai. She wondered what became of Zhibai later, and where she was now.
"Where is your mother?" Wen Yu was very curious.
Chen Zhizhi wiped away a tear, lowered her eyes, and sobbed as she watched Wen Yu's movements. She answered honestly, "Daddy's reincarnation was born today, and my mother was busy delivering the baby."
Wen Yu paused, nearly tilting the vase. But Chen Zhizhi's calm demeanor, seemingly unfazed and accustomed to her words, frightened her deeply.
"Reincarnation?" Wen Yu couldn't suppress her doubts and asked in disbelief, "You mean your mother is looking for the reincarnation of your father, Chen Mian?"
"Yes." Chen Zhizhi nodded affirmatively.
Compared to Wen Yu's astonishment, Chen Zhizhi was much calmer.
She knew that her aunt must have many things she wanted to ask, perhaps so many that she didn't know where to start.
But it doesn't matter, she can tell her aunt slowly. Whether it's about her father and mother, or... about the past...
She had prepared these answers for hundreds of years and had already memorized them by heart.
Zhizhi grabbed Wenyu's sleeves with both hands, and at this moment she had completely forgotten the thrill and fear just now. Her eyes were full of only her aunt.
"Aunt, listen to me—"
Wen Yu looked down at Zhizhi's sincere gaze, feeling a little helpless, unable to utter a word for a long time.
Apart from the many good friends she had during her time in Jiangyang Prefecture, during the three hundred years she served in the underworld, watching the resentful souls and ghost messengers coming and going, the long period of not interacting with people made her somewhat numb.
"Ever since then, thanks to the help of the Goddess of Spring, Daddy has been watering Mom's Gardenia body with the Three Lights Divine Water from the treasure vase every day."
Chen Zhizhi talked to himself, and even tears welled up in his eyes while speaking.
Wen Yu had no other choice. Although she felt a little unfamiliar with it, she still tried her best to hold Zhizhi's hands, gently pinching her palms from time to time, hoping that this would give her some comfort.
"Heaven will not let me down, and the gods will bless me." When saying this, Chen Zhizhi naturally lowered his eyes to look at the vase on his waist.
In this way, it really is the blessing of the gods.
If it weren't for the Goddess of Spring, her mother would have had a hard time reappearing in the world, let alone reuniting with her father.
Wen Yu also looked at the vase along with Chen Zhizhi.
At that time, she almost couldn't understand her master's good intentions. Now, it seems that starting to practice again is the best and only choice for Zhibai.
"Thanks to Daddy's care day after day and his persistence year after year, it finally happened on the summer solstice thirty-eight years later."
Chen Zhizhi looked up at Wen Yu, and there was finally some indescribable joy and excitement in his tearful eyes.
"A rain fell, and when the gardenia's leaves were blue and its flowers were white, about to bloom, my mother was able to reshape her body."
The separation at that time finally led to a reunion, and this waiting finally came to an end.
"Under the eaves on a sunny day after the rain, in front of a lush flower bush, Daddy and Mommy finally rekindled their relationship."
Chen Zhizhi choked with sobs. She knew that her mother had given up a lot and her father had also paid a lot. Fortunately, fortunately, the final outcome, even though there were regrets, was very satisfactory.
"This is a good thing." Wen Yu's eyes moistened, and she couldn't help but feel fortunate for it. "Good thing."
When the master gave the Three Lights Holy Water to Chen Mian that day, he only said that if one is sincere, his wish will come true and that there will be a day, but he did not specify when that would be.
Chen Mian's ability to wait for the clouds to clear and the moon to appear was also the good fortune of him and Zhibai.
When Wen Yu learned that the two of them had finally met, she couldn't help but think of what her master had said -
The mountains and seas will have their own time to return, and there will always be a reunion despite wind and rain.
Zhibai and Chen Mian had their encounter, so she... and Song Linsheng...
Will there be a day when we meet again?
"It's a good thing, of course it's a good thing." Chen Zhizhi nodded affirmatively, then immediately shook his head, "But..."
Seeing her tone change and her depressed mood, Wen Yu's eyes flashed and his expression became solemn.
She was also a demon in the past, and she understood Zhibai's situation and everything he was about to face.
Even though Chen Zhizhi hadn't finished speaking, Wen Yu seemed to be able to guess what she would mention next.
As if mustering immense courage, Chen Zhizhi exhaled several times before speaking seriously, "But human desires are endless, but lifespans are finite. On the winter day that Mother successfully transformed, Father passed away with the first falling snow..."
Ever since she was little, she had noticed that she was different from others. Whether it was sounds, smells, or anything else, she was always more sensitive than her peers.
Although it was just a slight doubt at that time, as she grew older, it became even more difficult to explain the power that sometimes emerged and sometimes disappeared.
Even thirty-eight years later, facing her father who was very old and had white hair like snow, she still looked like a girl of seventeen or eighteen.
Later, my mother reappeared in the world.
When she saw her mother with her own eyes, whose beauty remained eternal and youthful, her questions seemed to be finally answered.
She didn't care whether he was a human or a monster. She only cared that the three of them finally met again and were reunited.
When Chen Zhizhi thought about the situation at that time, he still felt that fate was playing tricks on him.
"The long wait was rewarded with only a brief reunion." Chen Zhizhi recalled the incident again, and even now, he couldn't help but feel sad. "The reunion of several months was like a dream, vanishing with the passing of my father."
"So, your mother went in search of Chen Mian's reincarnation." Wen Yu understood the general idea and guessed.
"That's right." Chen Zhizhi nodded and continued, "Mother was devastated. From then on, she has been searching for father's reincarnation within the Three Realms and the Five Elements."
Yu Chang's eyebrows twitched. After listening to Chen Zhizhi's description, he felt extremely familiar.
His gaze fell on Wen Yu inconspicuously, Yu Chang's eyebrows drooped and his expression was lonely.
Wen Yu remained silent for a long time after Chen Zhizhi finished speaking.
"But, after reincarnation..." Wen Yu hesitated, not knowing whether to ask Chen Zhizhi or herself, "After reincarnation, will he still be Chen Mian, still your father, or the person your mother is looking for?"
After he finished speaking, a faint sigh was heard, and Wen Yu was not entirely sure.
"Why not?" Chen Zhizhi retorted immediately with his eyes wide open.
She seemed to have heard some fairy tale, and her whole body exuded disbelief.
If a reincarnated person forgets their past, can they really be considered the same person?
Wen Yu couldn't clearly explain the answer to this question.
Her attitude towards Song Linsheng is the same as Zhibai's towards Chen Mian.
The difference is that Zhibai was still able to find the whereabouts of Chen Mian's reincarnation, but she... has found nothing in three hundred years.
As he thought about it, Wen Yu became a little absent-minded.
Chen Zhizhi looked at his aunt's stunned face, then at Lord Yu Chang's silent expression, and finally stole a glance at the god in white riding a green dragon. Although he was standing a little far away so that his expression could not be seen clearly, he had not left.
The atmosphere grew quiet, and for a moment, no one spoke.
But at this moment, Chen Zhizhi's nerves, which had just relaxed due to recognizing his aunt, had to tense up again.
Like a sharp blade sweeping through the air, mixed with the sound of wind, the sharp roars one after another echoed in the narrow cave.
"Aunt!" Chen Zhizhi exclaimed, trying to wake Wen Yu, "Aunt, be careful, there's a trap!"
When Wen Yu raised her eyes, countless tiny hairs transformed into needle tips were already in front of her.
Yu Chang acted upon hearing the news and immediately took a few steps forward to stop Wen Yu and Chen Zhizhi behind him. He flipped his palm and waved his sleeve to block, and the undercurrents in the ground around him formed a natural barrier as he mobilized them.
Almost at the same time, Taihao, who was still far away, suddenly came in front of Wen Yu like a gust of wind. His moon-white robe brought up gusts of air, causing Wen Yu's eyelashes to tremble slightly.
Before she could react, she saw the person in front of her using his body to shield her from the dangers behind him.
Wen Yu suddenly felt nervous for some unknown reason, her heart trembling. She had clearly told herself countless times that Emperor Taihao was not Song Linsheng.
But when this face really appeared in front of him, Wen Yu's first reaction was still——
Song Linsheng can't be allowed to get hurt!
Without time to think, and even more uncontrollably, Wen Yu almost immediately put her arms around Taihao's arms, flew over to switch positions with Taihao, and straightened her back to stand in front of him.
She now truly understood and had to admit that even if Emperor Taihao was not Song Linsheng, she could not bear to see him get hurt or have any possibility of getting injured.
When their eyes met, he could see Wen Yu's bewildered look clearly. Tai Hao felt something strange in his heart, but his expression remained normal.
Wen Yujun of the Temple of Spring.
Tai Hao lowered his eyes and looked at Wen Yu holding his arms. The wrinkles on her sleeves where they touched were like layers of rolling white waves, very vivid.
She is now a disciple of Lord Ju Mang.
Taihao was silent and couldn't understand.
Wen Yujun, who had been stern and cold towards him in Zhuoying Palace, would now stand in front of him without hesitation.
The cold pond was rippling and his heart was in turmoil. Tai Hao raised his eyes to look at Wen Yu, but saw that she looked away, as if she didn't want to even look at him for one more second.
"Wenyu." Yu Chang waved his sleeves and pushed back the aggressive needle array, "Is it harmful?"
After saying that, Yu Chang turned around to check on Wen Yu's safety, but what caught his eye was her sleeves and the sleeves of Emperor Taihao intertwined together.
His heart sank, and the needle tip that he had just clearly rejected seemed to turn back and pierce into his chest inch by inch.
A small, sharp, not painful but unignorable feeling spread throughout his body, and Yu Chang's stern face, which remained unchanged day and night, seemed to have a crack.
Yu Chang glanced at Chen Zhizhi, who was hiding safely on the side, and turned to look at the person Wen Yu was facing.
Emperor Taihao.
He didn't want to argue with this little Taoist, as he was the son of an old friend after all, but he couldn't help but compete with Emperor Taihao.
Why should he be compared with himself?
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