Sixty-eighth bowl of soup (thirteen)
As soon as the voice appeared, the young man was slightly taken aback. He saw that the dark sky instantly cleared up, the thunder gradually subsided, and the lightning disappeared. Even the black air around him seemed much dimmer due to the sunlight.
But the other party didn't have the slightest sense of oppression, on the contrary, he was very gentle, and he was looking at him calmly, his expression was extremely familiar, whoever it was if it wasn't Meng Po.
The young man was still a ghost, and he had the fear of Qing Huan that existed in his soul, but even though his face was pale, he still stared at Qing Huan, refusing to back down in the slightest. "You're back."
"Are you scared?"
He knew that if the other party wanted to suppress him, he would probably lose his soul, but he was still unwilling. "I-"
Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted: "Aren't you satisfied?"
What
While the young man was in a daze, Qing Huan stopped, stood a few steps away from him and looked up at the sky: "Your wish has been fulfilled, what else in this world is worthy of your attachment?" Bad people, it's up to their own choice, but if you forget your own heart, it will never be good.
"I do not understand what you are saying."
"There's nothing I don't understand." Qing Huan still looked at the sky, where it was clear and blue, and the sun was shining down warmly, which made her feel gentle and happy. The same is true for people in this world. No matter how many disasters they experience, the strength of human nature will allow them to stand up again and build their homes. She has always distinguished herself from "people". While loving life, she is decisive and resolute. Most of the ghosts at the bottom of Wangchuan River are troubled by obsession. Look, the road is not far away As long as you let go of your obsessions, you can leave Wangchuan.
But none of the ghosts ever really let go. They were entangled by obsessions and trapped in the mud, so Wangchuan became a hell, the gate of hell was opened, but none of them could get out. They tried every means to leave, but no one was willing to let go of their obsession.
"You are the fifth ghost I have chosen." Qing Huan stretched out her hand, her index finger curled upwards slightly, and a snow-white butterfly flew from nowhere and landed on her knuckles, "Otherwise, you really think Yin Sunu Can you hide your behavior from me?"
The young man stared at her: "Then why did you let her return to the human world?"
"Because of you." Qing Huan looked at him like a lost child, "Yin Sunu's chance came from you, otherwise her whole soul would be at the bottom of Wangchuan River. It's time to let go because she'll never let go."
The young man still doesn't understand, because his brain is still blank.
Qing Huan smiled, but she didn't return his memory to him. Some things are better not to be remembered. "In every world, you can appear beside her as a pipa. You don't really think this is a reward for her for completing the mission, do you?"
As she spoke, she let go of her fingers to let the butterfly fly away, "Naihe Bridge has lost the concept of time and space, and Naihe Bridge will last forever with me. Therefore, any kind of time can happen here."
But she didn't explain too much, but asked the young man: "What are you going to do next, ask your own heart."
Does he really want to destroy the world? The young man didn't know, he looked at Qing Huan blankly, and for a moment he didn't know what the meaning of his existence was. In the end, only the dead bones wrapped in the splendid clothes in his arms seemed so heavy that he was nostalgic. "... Can she come back?"
"You know the answer." Qing Huan raised her eyebrows slightly, "What should disappear has disappeared, no one has the privilege, and no one can be an exception."
The young man slowly picked up the dry bones, his black eyes spread in the entire eye sockets, he seemed to want to cry, but he didn't cry, the blackness on his body faded away little by little, as if he remembered something, and he seemed to give up something.
When he came out of Wangchuan, he committed a lot of murders just now, and he also expected his end, but if Yin Sunu didn't exist in this world, he felt that his life was meaningless.
So right in front of Qing Huan, he made a humming sound, then turned into black air and dispersed, and the only thing left on the ground was a pair of yellowed human bones.
Qing Huan let out a long sigh, wrapped the two sets of bones in the imperial concubine's dress, and brushed them lightly. Wherever the fingertips touched, the human bones merged into one, turning into a white bone pipa, and the imperial concubine's court clothes became the pipa on the pipa. The golden pattern, bit by bit, penetrated into the bone body.
Yin Sunu's pipa was dropped by herself, which was her determination to let go of the past, and this pipa is so beautiful, it would be a pity to break it, so Qing Huan repaired it with the bones of a young man, and after that, the two ghosts They will be entangled with each other forever, and will never be separated again.
The young man crossed time for Yin Sunu, turned into a ghost and came to her side.
Yin Sunu let go of the past for the young man, turned all lingering love and hatred into sighs and sorrows, and set him free.
Even if the soul is annihilated and life disappears, even if the word is never spoken, the clearest and cleanest thing buried deep in the soul still exists.
This is the reason why people are human beings and why they can be favored by God.
Qing Huan picked up the pipa, and took a last look at the world that was no longer scarred. After the death of the emperor, the ministers will naturally choose suitable grandchildren to inherit the throne, and Yin Sunu's son, that poor little guy should not die, and will also possess the child who will inherit the throne in the future, it should belong to him Yes, round and round, it will still belong to him.
Mo Ze on the Naihe Bridge, the first time he saw Qing Huan, he rushed over and hugged her thigh desperately. Qing Huan looked down at him, and felt that he seemed to have gained a lot of weight. He was chubby before, but now he is even more Fat, the whole person looks like a meat ball. I feel... I don't miss her very much.
"Master, master! You are back! I miss you so much!"
Not only Mo Ze, but Ji Guang and Xiao Hei have been circling around Qing Huan and tripping her legs. Qing Huan sighed and sat down, grabbing everything in his arms one by one. Fortunately, she is not an ordinary person, and fortunately, all of them are small ones, otherwise the legs would have been crushed. Then she questioned from the soul: "Long time no see, but why are you all getting fat?"
One by one, they are heavy when weighed, and the little days are going well.
Mo Ze coughed twice, flatteringly said: "I miss the master so much..." Thinking of the master, I couldn't help but eat something to ease the mood of missing... And not only he ate it, Jiguang Xiaohei also ate a lot!
Let's all get fat together!
Ji Guang licked Qing Huan's hand. Although he was a little fatter, his movements were still flexible. He quickly climbed to Qing Huan's shoulder, licked her finger again, and let out a soft cry. Qing Huan rubbed its little furry head, then scratched Xiao Hei's chin, and asked Mo Ze: "The task I entrusted to you, did you do well?"
The voice was gentle and soft, her usual tone, but Mo Ze didn't dare to act like a baby anymore, and nodded his head seriously: "I tried my best!"
He did his best, he tried his best to save those who could be saved, and he tried his best to do his best when he couldn't be saved. Qing Huan listened and pinched his tender face: "Very good."
She has never been stingy with words of praise, especially what Mo Ze has done really well.
After being praised, Mo Ze smiled and asked curiously: "Master, where have you been?" In fact, he didn't even know that the master came back at the beginning, until the bridge of Naihe changed... The bridge of Naihe used to be slow, but it was still Time-bound, yet now, there is no more time on the Naihe Bridge.
It's not that time stops, but there is no "time", so all the impossible becomes possible.
Qing Huan chuckled, "I forgot to mention, I will introduce a new friend to you."
As she spoke, she slowly spread her palms, and a faint black light perched there. If you look carefully, you will find that the black light is shaking slowly, as if it is alive.
"this is… "
She poked the little black ball, and the little black ball made a delicate humming sound, looking very cute, "This is a remnant soul, you need to raise it slowly, when it grows up, you will know it What's it like."
"Is it because of the master that he left this time?" Mo Ze pouted, feeling that he was suddenly not favored.
"It's natural." Qing Huan raised her eyebrows, "Don't look at it as small, but its obsession is as deep as thousands of ghosts." That's why she made this trip herself, just to get rid of it. bring it back.
Mo Ze tilted his head, and Ji Guang and Xiao Hei also made the same tilted expression. They were so cute, Qing Huan couldn't hold back, and looked at the peaceful summoning banner, "That's it, there is still time anyway, There is no hurry until the next ghost arrives, so let me tell you a story."
Then he put the little black ball on the table and poured himself a cup of tea.
Since there is no time, it does not matter whether it is early or late.
"Wait a moment!"
Mo Ze's sudden utterance drew dissatisfied eyes from Jiguang Xiaohei, but he didn't pay attention, but grabbed Qing Huan's finger and asked, "I don't understand why the last ghost gave up destroying that world?"
Qing Huan smiled: "Naturally because his wish has been fulfilled and his obsession has disappeared."
There is no more nostalgia, so I will go back together with my beloved.
The most sad thing in the world is that we don't know each other. We have been together for thousands of years by the river of Wangchuan. One cannot remember, and the other has not been experienced. Encounter, only the past can not be forgotten.
It's just that in the end, those who have experienced it choose to disappear. Waiting in the Wangchuan River for thousands of years, the person you want is by your side but the person who doesn't know it has forgotten what love is, and only remembers to find a female liar.
"At that time, he had a human name."
called.
Lan Shenxue.