Unseen Immortal of Three Hundred Years - Chap 127
of course I remember.
I will never forget it in this life.
People who have just woken up from the dead, all five senses are empty, and they are always silent.
Wu Xingxue looked at the person in front of him, raised her pale fingers hanging on the side of the bed, put them on the back of Xiao Fuxuan’s hand, grabbed the robe and pulled the person down a little.
Xiao Fuxuan leaned over and heard him say in a low and hoarse voice, “Xiao Fuxuan, I dreamed of you again.”
“Dream about me.” Xiao Fuxuan’s voice was also very low.
“I dreamed that you said… I have always owed something.”
“What?” Xiao Fuxuan asked softly.
As soon as the words fell, the person who had just woken up turned his head and kissed the corner of his lips: “This.”
“this?”
“Ah.”
“Which time did you owe it?” Xiao Fuxuan’s thin lips moved, and asked in a low voice.
“Canglang Northern Territory.” Wu Xingxue said.
If there was no “Quedu Yimeng” who was missing one person, he would definitely have done this when he opened his eyes and saw Xiao Fuxuan that time.
It’s a pity that it took so long to make up.
Wu Xingxue stepped aside and said, “It was just last time.”
Xiao Fuxuan looked down at him, and answered the voice: “What about now?”
“Now this time.” After Wu Xingxue finished speaking, she turned her head again.
It was a kiss like a breeze, warm and soft to the touch.
The two little boys in the room seemed to have stuffed cotton in their ears and eyes, and they couldn’t hear anything clearly since just now.At this moment, I was quite puzzled and wanted to turn my head to look.
As a result, just as they were about to move, two black cloths came out of nowhere and covered their eyes.
Little boy: “?”
Then another gust of wind shoveled over the soles of their feet, carrying the two of them out of the house like carrying some wine pots and cups.
Little boy: “???”
The younger brother’s serious voice came from outside the window: “My lord, someone is attacking us.”
“…”
Xiao Fuxuan paused for a moment, completely speechless.
The corners of Wu Xingxue’s lips curled up slightly.
After a while, he really couldn’t hold it back, moved away a little bit, tilted his head and laughed.
When he turned his head, the light from the window was in his bent eyes, shining brightly like a spring breeze.
In the later, more long life, it never dissipated.
***
Perhaps as Xiao Fuxuan said, Wu Xingxue was too tired, and could not sleep peacefully even in the dream ringtone, so she did not wake up for a long time when she fell asleep, and she couldn’t recover immediately after opening her eyes.
Xiao Fuxuan fiddled with the newly picked formation stones, and carefully changed the formation, while Wu Xingxue sat cross-legged in the formation and slowly recuperated.
This grown-up began to worry about others before he fully recuperated from his legacy.
He grabbed Xiao Fuxuan first, and searched vigorously for a long time without hesitation.He took the two boys into the house again, and was about to check it from beginning to end when he was interrupted by a knock on the door.
Wu Xingxue was startled, and said in surprise: “There are guests, and you haven’t entered the enchantment?”
“Falled.”
Xiao Fuxuan was also quite surprised.
It stands to reason that with the enchantment, even if ordinary people in the streets and alleys are curious, at most they will walk outside the house a few times and take a few glances, and they will not really knock on the door to visit.
To be cautious, Xiao Fuxuan took the sword when he went to open the door.
As a result, as soon as the door was opened, a similar scene came again, scoring twice——
He didn’t see the visitor at first glance, but out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of a piece of white, low and short to the height of his legs, just beside the wall.
Xiao Fuxuan turned around and saw a row of little boys in fairy robes standing against the wall, all raising their heads and looking at him with aggrieved eyes.
Xiao Fuxuan: “…”
There are many little boys, but he knows that there are twelve in total without counting.It wasn’t anything else, it was the one that Wu Xingxue had tampered with back then and forced it under the south window.
Xiao Fuxuan opened his mouth, just about to speak.That group of little boys used the stunt that was tried and tested back then——
They immediately surrounded Xiao Fuxuan, opened their mouths and began to cry.
These little boys are all actors, and they don’t need any preparation when they cry, the tears come as soon as they are said, and all of them are heartbroken, wah wah wah, and babbled some words indistinctly.
Xiao Fuxuan recognized them for a while, and barely heard what they said were words such as “My lord, don’t drive us away” and “We will all be obedient in the future”.
Xiao Fuxuan: “…”
He got a headache from being screamed, and said between his thin lips: “No one chased you away.”
The little boys fell silent in an instant, and looked at him one by one wiping away their tears, looking like they wanted to be happy but also a little suspicious.
One big… Twelve little ones, in a daze, made a confrontational posture at the door.
The little boys remained motionless, staring at him silently for a moment, confirming that he really didn’t say anything, they immediately opened their eyes and smiled, then squeezed past Tiansu’s long straight legs, and ran into the yard in a hurry.
***
Wu Xingxue originally wanted to ask Xiao Fuxuan, “Who is the guest?”
But those little ones were crying so badly, he knew what was going on as soon as he heard it, and immediately swallowed the question back.
He suddenly felt like a world away, recalling the first meeting with Xiao Fuxuan back then.But he quickly came back to his senses, because the row of little boys entered in line, and the expression of Master Tianxiu following behind the little boys…
so funny.
Wu Xingxue watched Xiao Fuxuan enter the door with a smile, and responded with “Mmmm” in a series of greetings from “Adult” to “Adult”, and then asked with her mouth: “How did they come here?”
Xiao Fuxuan raised his hand, and saw a talisman between his fingers: “In order to find Ning Huaishan and Fang Chu, I pasted a talisman on the door…”
Forgot to expose.
But the words “forgot to reveal”, Lord Tianxiu swallowed it back in a daze.In case this group of little boys who were born as actors felt that they were unnecessary to make this trip, they would start crying again.
This group of little boys also had traces of Wu Xingxue’s movement, and the spirit-inducing talisman was useful to Ning Huaishan and Fang Chu, and it was equally useful to them.
It’s just that Xiao Fuxuan didn’t expect that they were still there…
Wu Xingxue was also surprised.
But these little ones are very sensitive, he couldn’t ask directly, so he made a detour: “Where did you go after the immortals are gone?”
The group of little boys immediately explained in a hurry.
One little boy is worth five Fang Chu, three Ninghuai shirts, twelve little boys… that is Wu Wu Yang Yang.
They didn’t even need to ask questions, they just said it all over again.
Wu Xingxue and Xiao Fuxuan learned a lot from those words——
For example, the self-consistency of the present world began at the time when Yun Hai died at the mouth of the demons. After that, the fairy capital disappeared, and the raging demons in the world almost disappeared.
When the fairy capital died, it didn’t harm the human world, but it still left some traces of aura collisions on Taiyin Mountain, which once reached directly to the heavens.
In the next hundred years or even thousands of years, Taiyin Mountain will occasionally see fires because of those traces…
But those are for later.
And the rest of the unbearable fairy energy in the world all flocked to the south, where it should be Zhaoye City.But self-consistently, Zhaoye City has never existed before, and under the same position, it is half wilderness and half Chihai.
Those fairy spirits rushed into the sea.
The common people are always keen on the legends of the stories, and many stories will be woven out at the slightest trace. In the stories, there are good or evil fairies and ghosts, and eternal love and hatred.
In fact, it can occasionally hit the right one, but the people themselves don’t know it.For example… one of those rumors said that the sea in the south had aura for some reason, and it might be able to wake up some beings that were sleeping deep in the sea.
But that too is another story.
Wu Xingxue asked those little boys: “Where are those people in Xiandu, are they still there?”
The little boys scrambled to each other and said, “When Xiandu is gone, they will disappear.”
Wu Xingxue asked: “How do you call it missing?”
The little boy couldn’t tell either.
Instead, Xiao Fuxuan added: “Xiandu Lingtai is no longer, and Xianyuan should also return to nothingness.”
Wu Xingxue nodded: “Not far away.”
That might be turning back into a cultivator.
The so-called disappearance is not necessarily death, it may just return to somewhere in the world, doing the things they wanted to do at the beginning of their practice, and protecting those people they thought of protecting.
***
Everything that has happened and existed is not without residue, and occasionally a trace can be heard in the few words in the world.Including self-consistent before, and self-consistent after.
Wu Xingxue and Xiao Fuxuan heard about it later.
It was half a month after living in this long alley, once they walked across an arch bridge not far away.Wu Xingxue accidentally caught a glimpse of the lettering on the side of the arch bridge.
He paused, and let out a “huh”.
Xiao Fuxuan looked over there, and saw three words “Liuxian Bridge” written on the bridge.
Wu Xingxue pointed at that place and said, “Look at the word ‘stay’, the traces of the stone chisel are newer, and there is one corner that has not been ground, which seems to have been changed later.”
He was born to be very good-looking, his brows were bright when he spoke, and he was graceful.The voice is as warm as a mountain, and it is really easy to attract passers-by to look back.
It happened that a mother-in-law passed by with a bamboo basket on her arm. Hearing what he said, she couldn’t help answering: “This bridge has changed its name.”
Wu Xingxue raised an eyebrow at Xiao Fuxuan, and whispered, “Look at my spiritual eyes.”
He turned his head and nodded to his mother-in-law as a light salute, and called out with a smile: “Mother-in-law.”
“…”
Xiao Fuxuan turned away silently.
Given the age that this person lived, the sound of mother-in-law made one’s teeth ache.
But Wu Xingxue didn’t care, and called out very smoothly: “Why is this bridge renamed?”
The mother-in-law smacked her lips and said, “The bridge builder changed it, and said it was a dream.”
Wu Xingxue: “Really?”
“Yes, how many people read it when it was changed.” The mother-in-law said, “It is said that she dreamed of a fairy who couldn’t bear to see the people suffer, so she jumped into the river singing a little song. The bridge builder said he woke up. After thinking about it left and right, I was uneasy and uncomfortable, so I went around and told people.”
“There are often blind fortune-tellers in this area. The fortune-teller said that the bridge will be renamed. According to the dream, Liuxian is more suitable than Yingxian, and it was changed later.”
Wu Xingxue was quite interested at first, but when he heard the “fairy humming and jumping into the river”, his interest faded away.
It was a wonderful taste…
Those sad past events are no longer, have changed.For the common people, it is a script and a dream.But to Wu Xingxue and Xiao Fuxuan’s ears, it was more like an old friend’s audiobook they heard occasionally.
He was a little dazed, but his mother-in-law thought he was young and didn’t believe in legends or fairy tales, so she dragged him and said, “You should believe in these things when you should. Don’t talk about the bridge builder, I have also encountered it, it is not a dream, but I have seen it.”
“Have you seen it?”
“That’s right!” My mother-in-law had told so many people, she became energetic when she mentioned this, and said, “I went to the mountain to burn paper during the Qingming Festival, and it was a little late when I went down the mountain. The shadow passed by in a flash. I didn’t see it clearly, but there was a deer with a special aura behind that person.”
“deer?”
Wu Xingxue and Xiao Fuxuan looked at each other, but they both thought of one person.
In the vast fairy city, there was only one person who was always accompanied by a fairy deer.They can never be called “fairy friends”, but they are inextricably intertwined in those past events that no one knows.
That was the former Lingtai Immortal Head, Ming Wu Huaxin.
***
In fact, the mother-in-law was right, and neither were they.The figure passing by in the mountains is indeed Ming Wu.
It’s just that after the demise of the fairy capital, there are no more fairy heads in the world, only the cultivator Huaxin.
He has been traveling through the long years, looking for traces of a reincarnated person.
When Yun Hai died, he didn’t have time to leave an imprint on the opponent’s soul, and when he searched for it later, there was a sea of people.
It took him more than two hundred years to find the person who had been reincarnated twice in a mountain city.The day that mother-in-law saw him was when he rushed to the mountain city.
It was a late autumn evening.
Following the talisman, Hua Xin hurried to the foot of the mountain city, walked around two osmanthus trees in the wafting smoke, and saw a rather willful house with a yard surrounded by low firewood doors.In the courtyard, there are wooden stakes commonly used by practitioners, all of which are traces of fighting.There is also a white porcelain wine jug hanging on one of the wooden posts, and the red thread is tied randomly, swaying slightly in the wind.
There are people everywhere, but it is a pity that the door is closed, there is no light, and the owner of the house is not at home.Judging from the traces, it should be some days since I returned, and I don’t know how long I will be wandering outside.
But Hua Xin’s face was completely unchanged.
Because he chose this time, and what he came to see was an empty house.
It’s hard to say what kind of psychology it is, maybe it’s a little panic when it comes to the end.
It was an empty house, but he looked at it for a long time.After a long time, on the dusty mountain road behind him, someone came on horseback, but he didn’t notice it.
When he heard it, the sound of horseshoes was approaching, and it was too late to avoid it.
He turned around in a panic, and saw a long shadow flying towards him.
The man had already galloped past him, but pulled the rein a few steps away.While the horse’s hooves were flying high, the seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy on the horse’s back turned to look at him, his eyes swept across the fairy deer, and suddenly he asked, “Are you… a fairy?”
