Xiao Yan'an's death
"Do me a favor and I'll let you go."
"Just follow Ari's orders."
"Master A-Cha seems relieved, yet also a little disappointed. It's quite contradictory."
"I……"
"Okay, okay, I'm really going to stop teasing you this time. I want you to use the Yang Scroll to help me check on Yun Jinglu and Xiao Yan'an."
Cha Suxun didn't use the power of the Netherworld to summon the Yang Scroll, and replied directly, "Xiao Yan'an and Yun Jinglu are completely different people with two different destinies. Xiao Yan'an's life span has already ended decades ago according to the Yang Scroll, but in the Yin Scroll, he is still alive. Yun Jinglu, on the other hand, is in the opposite situation."
"I don't quite understand."
"The Yang Scroll primarily records the fate and life of mortals, while the Yin Scroll primarily records lifespans and the fate of souls. Living things aren't the only ones with fate; souls have them too. The end of a soul's fate is ultimate death, or what mortals call the scattering of the soul. As the Lord of the Netherworld, I can consult it at will, but if I encounter a soul destined for me, the Yin Scroll will only leave me with words to break the deadlock. In the Yin Scroll, Xiao Yan'an's words to break the deadlock are: The bell can only be untied by the one who tied it."
"The one who tied the bell must untie it? Jiahe?"
"It's Jiahe, but I think the Jiahe in this sentence is you."
After saying that, Cha Suxun cast a spell and teleported her to the bottom of Wangxiang Pond.
Just like when she entered Wen Yici's dream through the bubbles at the bottom of the Wangxiang Pond in her first life, countless bubbles rose up as she continued to sink.
As they sank to the bottom of the pitch-black water where no bubbles could be seen, the moment Cha Suxun gently waved his hands, a tornado-shaped stream of water appeared and enveloped them.
As the water dissipated, they saw fragments of Xiao Yan'an's life. Ninety percent of the lovers who appeared in these memory fragments were from her during the tribulation.
The remaining ten percent came from the young Princess Jiahe who played Cuju for him.
"Karma and reincarnation. Even if you are a god, even if your tribulations have endless reasons, perhaps bringing you many good opportunities and good karma, but fate, the way of heaven, and opportunity... from the moment you first step into it, the future price and the opportunities and karma involved are marked."
"A-Cha, I have another question. Why didn't Youming take action to deal with Xiao Yan'an?"
"Although the Netherworld governs the reincarnation of souls, it can only govern the reincarnation of souls. Fate is determined by Heaven, and Heaven's laws cannot be violated. Immortals cannot meddle with cause and effect, and neither can the Netherworld. Everything exists for its own cause and effect. Reincarnation is nothing more than a continuous cycle of reincarnation, settling past causes and effects only to be entangled in new causes and effects, until cause and effect are severed, the soul's fate ends, and it completely dissipates."
"Indeed, if the Netherworld could wipe out any living being that did evil at any time, then chaos would have already occurred."
"Well, this is order. The karmic connection between you and Xiao Yan'an began in your previous life. You owed him a lifetime of unfinished marriage. When the karma was settled and the karmic connection was severed, that was when Xiao Yan'an's soul's fate came to an end. Originally, in your third life, if you hadn't walked through the Immortal Washing Pond and forcibly been reborn into the world, you would have been his loving husband, growing old together."
"I owe him? What happened in the life before that?"
"The more you know, the more harm it will do to you. In short, after his death in that life, he soaked in the Nai River for tens of thousands of years. What kept him from being devoured was his endless hatred and love for you during his lifetime. Go, A-Li, and resolve this cause and effect."
…
At that time, it had been a year since her death in her third life.
In the human world, there is the Demon Control Sect.
Two century-old peach trees have been newly transplanted next to Yun Jinglu's wooden building. They are at the peak of their flowering season, and petals are falling.
Red ribbons dangled from the slanting branches, some tied with small mahogany plaques, others simply tied in heart-shaped knots. The cinnabar plaques shone brightly among the tree shadows, faded slightly by the sun. The wind blew them away, fluttering with the falling petals like countless crimson butterfly wings fluttering among the flowers.
The copper bells on the eaves of the wooden building trembled slightly in the wind, and a group of magpies surrounded the flower trees.
The most eye-catching thing was the pair of birds flying around the second-floor window, flapping their wings to chase each other, their black feathers turning into inky lightning, their white bellies resembling falling snow. Occasionally, a pair would perch on a branch, grooming each other's down with their beaks. As they chirped, red stamens drizzled all over their bodies, like a shower of flowers for the lovers.
She cast a spell and turned into a magpie, flying to the second-floor window.
He was seen wearing red clothes, lying on an unfolded red scroll, with his hands folded and a peach blossom branch in his right hand.
He lowered his eyes, staring at the densely packed words on the red scroll in a daze, and seemed to be whispering something.
She couldn't hear well enough, so she flew into the window.
"...They used to say the magpie's cry brings joy. Now I see a pair of magpies chirping around my window, a heaven-sent auspicious day for a happy marriage... And now there are also a pair of magpies outside my window, but you can no longer keep my engagement... I've never even had the chance to call you... Ah Li..."
The sound of his tearful murmurs was so weak that Yuanli even suspected that she had misheard him calling "Ali".
It landed on the back of his left hand. Perhaps it was the slightly sharp claws that pricked him and hurt him a little. He frowned, but did not drive her away.
She looked up at him in confusion, and he also looked down at her.
He didn't know that the magpie in front of him was his deceased wife whom he was always thinking about.
"Little magpie, you came at the wrong time... My sweetheart has returned to heaven to continue being a deity. There's no wedding banquet..."
As he was speaking, his voice suddenly became hoarse, as if something was blocking his throat.
His originally steady vision began to waver. The eyes that always wore a smile filled with sadness and regret, now seemed to be covered with a layer of fog, and gradually lost their focus.
The next moment, the circles around her eyes suddenly turned red, and a little water first oozed out from the corners of her eyes, quickly filling the entire eye sockets, and then rolling down like beads from a broken string. It slid down the slightly trembling nose and cut two bright marks on her cheekbones.
He subconsciously wanted to raise his hand to wipe it, but seemed afraid of disturbing the magpie that was resting on the back of his hand.
His lower lip was bitten with teeth, leaving deep marks, but he couldn't help but tremble, and even his voice changed. The tears flowed faster and faster, blurring his eyebrows and the look in his eyes as he looked at you - there were too many complicated emotions in them, including grievances, unwillingness, and deep-seated pain.
His broad shoulders shook violently, and he tightly grasped the peach blossom branch in his right hand. His knuckles turned white from the force, and only suppressed sobs came out intermittently from his throat.
Yuanli was so shocked that his mind went blank for a moment. He actually knew that she was a fairy from heaven.
The two sentences he had said reappeared in her mind at an inopportune moment:
I wish I were not just a human being. How wonderful it would be if I were a fairy or a god.
Because my wife is as beautiful as a fairy from heaven, I want to have the opportunity to be by her side forever.
However, at that time.
When she heard this, she naturally took it as a compliment.
Now it seems that, at least before that time, he already knew that she was a fairy from heaven.
Presumably, it was mostly because of the Ju Yue he mentioned, that is, the fallen angel Baiyan.
Things...are becoming more and more complicated...
Yuanli flew up and hit his head, then used the memory technique she had seen when she swallowed the jade hairpin to enter his sea of memory.
A human who turns into a monster is still a monster.
As the Demon Lord, Li Wan is in charge of both the demon and monster realms, so naturally he is best at the demon realm.
She successfully entered his sea of memories, but was isolated from the true memory she wanted by a familiar force.
This power has the same origin as the lily.
The last jade hairpin...
Could it be him?
Ejected from the sea of memories, she fell back dizzy and collapsed on the red scroll, with stars in her eyes and her head spinning.
When she recovered, Yun Jinglu had sat up straight, his face covered with tears, his hands resting on the table, and he had placed the peach blossom branch next to her.
Time seemed to freeze at this moment, the noise receded like the tide, leaving only the familiar light in his eyes.
The look in his eyes was still the same as she remembered, like a spark that was ignited in an instant, the light filled with ecstasy of regaining what had been lost, and incredible tenderness, as if he was gazing at a rare treasure that had been lost and found again, with a barely perceptible tremor.
He gently placed the clear water, which he had poured at some point, beside her and motioned her to drink. The cup used to hold the water was still the same tea cup used to drink tea.
"Is the cup too big for you to drink from?"
Then he picked up a shallow plate of peach blossom cakes that had been broken into smaller pieces and pushed it to her feet. "Want to try some?"
Love is like an aged fine wine, slowly spreading in his eyes, carrying with it the eagerness and cautious cherishment of a long-awaited reunion. There is no trace of strangeness or alienation, only deep affection and attachment that transcends life and death, just as before.
"Is that you?"
There was no trace of shadow in his eyes, only pure, unreserved love. It was impossible to associate him with the ruthless and decisive emperor of Western Xinjiang.
It was not until this point that she was completely sure that he knew that this magpie was transformed by her.
Yuanli subconsciously cast a spell to teleport away. As she fled, Cha Suxun's words resonated vividly in her ears:
"The one who tied the bell must untie it. After his death in that life, he soaked in the Nai River for tens of thousands of years. What kept him from being devoured was his endless hatred and love for you during his lifetime. Go, A-Li, and resolve this cause and effect."
She stopped running away.
She didn't understand why A-Cha was so persistent and determined that she was willing to violate some heavenly rules to resolve this cause and effect.
He predicted that she would escape, so the spell he cast on her at some point came true.
She cast a spell and teleported back to the window of his wooden building. At this moment, he was like a lifeless puppet, crying silently and feeling distraught.
Yuanli transformed into a magpie again and landed on the red scroll.
He came back to his senses immediately, his eyes slightly widened, and he was filled with surprise. His eyes, which had been dull just now, instantly shone with light, and her figure was clearly reflected in his pupils. His eyes were so gentle that they seemed to drip water, as if they wanted to melt her whole body into them.
He hesitated to speak, eager to speak but afraid that she would leave again.
She flapped her wings, struck his forehead, lulled him to sleep, and then entered his dream.
The same scene, but it’s already a dream.
She transformed herself into the person she was when they were together in the Western Regions and sat opposite him. Only then did she notice that the red scroll was a marriage certificate.
"Should I call you Xiao Yan'an or Yun Jinglu?"
"You can call me whatever you want."
"You don't seem surprised."
"During those endless cold nights while waiting for your reincarnation, I've already experienced unexpected things. I've even imagined countless times what this day would be like. Finally, this day has arrived."
"Tell me the rest of the story in detail."
"The time I spend with you is like this glass of water, pitifully small. For someone like me who's dying of thirst, it's incredibly precious. Can we use our time to do something more meaningful?"
"what you up to?"
Xiao Yan'an unscrewed the axis of the marriage certificate scroll, opened the hidden mechanism, and took out several strangely shaped and slender golden keys.
"These are the treasures I have saved for you. The treasury is in the Emperor and Empress's Temple."
"Saved for me?"
"Yes. There is one last gift I want to give to Star Lord. After leaving the dream, please don't rush to disappear."
After saying this, his fingertips miraculously gathered the power of the jade hairpin, breaking the dream.
Back to reality, Xiao Yan'an destroyed her demon-killing pill and used the power of the jade hairpin to wrap the peach branch on the table, piercing his heart. The splattering blood dyed her feathers red.
He cast a spell to remove the blood from her body, then said, "I'm sorry for everything that happened in the past..."
He died instantly, his soul left his body and appeared before her.
The face of Xiao Yan'an's soul also changed back to the boy who first met Yuanli in his youth.
His soul slowly began to break up and dissipate, which was a sign of the end of the soul's fate.
"Please, Star Lord, cut open my back."
Yuanli cast a spell to cut open his back, and a jade hairpin was lying on his back, replacing the spine.
She got the last jade hairpin so easily.
"Xingjun, I can finally do something good that will make you remember me forever."
"Why did you do that?"
"Because I will always be your faithful believer."
As he finished speaking, his soul completely dissipated.
A tear of sadness fell from the corner of her eye for him.
Qingshan suddenly appeared and said urgently, "Please leave quickly, Star Lord. The moment our master dies, Baiyan will know. I'm afraid they are about to teleport here."
Yuanli cast a spell to take her and Xiao Yan'an's bodies away. The moment she teleported away, she caught a glimpse of a magpie standing on a peach branch outside the window of the wooden building, and it turned back into Heng Jin's figure.
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