In the second half of the night, heavy snow fell again, pressing down like cotton wool. But after a while, the dark world was wrapped in silver, faintly shining. The windows of the house, which was not warm enough to begin with, were wide open, and snowflakes drifted in, quickly accumulating white.
When the sun broke through the clouds, the snow was stained with a layer of rouge, and the whole village looked like the cheeks of a shy girl, gentle and quiet. The woman was sitting on the side of the couch, leaning against the bed rail and already asleep, her thick long eyelashes covered her pale face, her lips were pale, and her breathing was short of breath.
When the man in black entered the room, his body was not stained with dust and frost. Seeing her leaning against the bed in only thin clothes, he frowned slightly, and in an instant he came to her side and embraced her in his arms. The room was instantly warmed up.
Lingxi had a very long dream. In the dream, her elder brother never left, her senior brother never died, and Nanzhi never became a demon. All the people she loved and those who loved her were just ordinary people, enjoying themselves happily in a paradise-like village. . She prayed again and again in her dream that she would never wake up, but she still woke up.
When she woke up, her whole body was warm, and her warm lips were covering the corners of her eyes. When she opened her eyes, she saw Nan Zhi's deep eyes, looking at her burningly.
He said something to her, but she couldn't hear her, so she bent her eyes and smiled, and got into his arms.
Near noon, Mrs. Li enthusiastically brought the child over to help shovel the snow. Lingxi shoveled the snow and started a snowball fight with the child. The two of you chased each other with a snowball, and I had a great time chasing after each other. The child's nickname is Winter Gua, he is petite and cute, and he speaks in a baby-like voice, which Lingxi loves very much.
It's just that Winter Melon was having a good time, but Lingxi couldn't run anymore, she put her hips on her hips and said with a smile: "I'm going to cook, I won't play with you anymore."
Winter Melon made a face at her, grabbed the snowball and continued to throw it at Lingxi. Aunt Li gave her a reproachful look, "Girl, don't make trouble."
Lingxi smiled and said it was okay, she slapped off the snow and went into the kitchen. Donggua also followed in a hurry.
It was rare to have outsiders at the table, Nan Zhi still had no expression on his face, and ate in silence. Lingxi also had no choice but to keep looking for something to say to Mrs. Li.
"It's really strange this year. It has been snowing for so long. I heard people say that it's an ominous sign. I'm afraid there may be some changes in the sky." Mrs. Li stopped after eating a few mouthfuls.
Lingxi kept smiling and asked, "What do people outside say?"
Mrs. Li sighed and said, "These days, it's either a monster or a monster, and every once in a while it makes people panic. Didn't they say that a big devil came out a few months ago? There was a lot of rumors, but in fact..."
Mrs. Li was talking, when she felt the cold eyes sweeping over her, as if she had been cut severely by a sharp knife, the following words came to her throat abruptly.
It happened that Winter Melon was tired of playing outside, so she bumped into Lingxi's arms and exclaimed, "Wow, sister Lingxi's dishes look delicious."
As he said that, he picked up the spoon on the table, scooped a spoonful of Furong tofu in front of him, and stuffed it into his mouth, followed by a winter melon face, which turned into a bitter melon face, "Sister Lingxi, don't you want money for your salt? It's so bitter... I To drink water."
Donggua slipped off Lingxi's body.
Mrs. Li glanced at the two of them in embarrassment, while Lingxi glanced at Nan Zhi quietly, seeing that his face remained unchanged and continued to pick up vegetables for dinner, she lowered her eyes and remained silent.
Time slowed down under Lingxi's caress, she was no longer drowsy every day, she seldom went out, and only occasionally cooked one or two meals. The heavy snow fell one after another, and it was too late to see the reappearance of spring. The wicker chair in the backyard could no longer sit on it, so Nan Zhi changed it into a low couch by the window, where Lingxi often nestled, looking at the boundless snow in the distance.
She didn't know whether Nan Zhi had noticed her abnormality, or he had no time to take care of her abnormality, since he didn't return that night, he was a little different.
Occasionally he would touch the corners of her eyes with his hands, and she avoided them inadvertently. Occasionally he stroked her cheek when she was smiling, and she smiled into the mirror, seeing the faint dimples on her cheeks. He no longer stays by her side every day. I don't remember how many times, when she woke up, there was nothing around her.
In fact, she didn't dare to snooze any more, but Nan Zhi didn't know it. Occasionally she pretended to sleep, Nan Zhi would think that she really fell asleep, and left quietly. She didn't know where he went, but she didn't want to open her eyes. A person's house is so cold, her heart is already empty, she is afraid that if she opens her eyes, the coldness will enter her heart, and she will be doomed forever.
Another day in the afternoon, after the snow cleared, the sky was as clear as a wash, and the occasional wind brought in the fragrance of snow water.
The two made picture lanterns together, Nan Zhi wrote the painting, and Ling Xi made the shape of the lantern with bamboo branches. Seeing that there was only one last step left, when the eyes suddenly darkened, the bamboo branch was inserted into the palm of her hand, Lingxi felt the pain, and softly let out a "ah".
Nan Zhi put down the pen, held her hand, and saw blood oozing from the palm of her hand, frowned, and swept the bamboo branch on the ground, and the bamboo branch turned to ashes.
Lingxi didn't see clearly, she obediently let Nanzhi cast a spell to heal her wound, and then led her to sit down on the low couch.
"I'll come." Nanzhi said.
Lingxi took his hand, "I'm sleepy."
Nan Zhi turned around and sat down, embraced her, let her rest on his lap, and slowly stroked her long hair soothingly. Lingxi looked sideways and stared at him with half-closed eyes.
Despite the mist and dimness in front of her eyes, she could still picture what he looked like now in her mind.
He has never liked to talk, and he must have pressed his lips tightly, and the arc of the corners of his lips rose slightly. His facial features are deep and he doesn't like superfluous expressions. He must be as cold as a stone sculpture without temperature at the moment, but when he faces her, there will always be an imperceptible warmth on his face, and an occasional smile. His black eyes are often as thick as ink, which makes people unable to see to the bottom at a glance, and dare not look directly at her, but when he stares at her, his eyes are definitely clear with emotion hidden in them.
Lingxi looked at Nanzhi for a long time, and giggled, but her raised lips were kissed, tender and tender, lingering and tossing regardless of each other, and gradually became overbearing and powerful like attacking a city, only kissing Lingxi's cheeks bright red, Almost unable to breathe, they reluctantly parted.
Lingxi closed her eyes, breathed slowly and gently, and asked softly inadvertently: "Nan Zhi, they said you were once a god?"
Nanzhi was silent for a while, before he replied: "En."
"Then you have lived for tens of thousands of years?"
"Um."
"Then don't tell me when you are a rose flower." Lingxi feigned anger.
"At that time, I didn't know." Nan Zhi was as calm as ever.
Lingxi smiled and said: "You said last time that you don't remember things from ten thousand years ago, but now... remember everything?"
Nanzhi was silent for a while, Lingxi hung her hands around his neck, looked at him coquettishly and said, "Do you remember everything?"
Nanzhi's eyes flashed, and he said, "Yes."
"In that memory, is there anything interesting?"
Lingxi's eyes have returned to normal, staring at him burningly, as if afraid of missing any emotion in his eyes. She clearly saw the dim light in his eyes, avoiding her gaze. Her heart sank, and she stopped asking.
After a long time, she closed her eyes and quietly asked: "Then why... do you like me?"
Empty questions but no answers.
***
The first sunny day in March, the snow began to melt, and the weather became colder and colder. Nan Zhi took out the heavy fur coat that she bought a few days ago, and carefully put it on for her.
Lingxi smiled slightly and let him tie her hair and pockets.
"I..." Nanzhi hesitated to speak.
Lingxi smiled and said, "Are you going out again?"
"Um."
"good."
Xu Shi didn't expect Lingxi to answer so quickly, Nanzhi's face flashed with surprise, and he quickly regained his composure.
"Wait for me." He embraced Lingxi and kissed her lightly on the cheek.
"Wait." Seeing that he was about to turn around, Lingxi took his hand, took out something from Gong Ling and said, "It was the one that woke you up at the beginning, so I will feel more at ease if you take it with you."
Nan Zhi was startled, looking at Soul Yin thoughtfully.
Lingxi put the soul guide into his hands, Nan Zhi finally took it, embraced her with a long kiss, turned and left.
Lingxi stared at the place where the black figure disappeared for a long time, lowered her eyes, took out the Bingling sword, and left with the sword.
***
The little ghosts in the underworld still remembered Lingxi. When they saw her, no one stopped them. Instead, they asked her very politely to wait a moment and inform Hades immediately.
Lingxi stood on the Naihe Bridge, and the wrinkled Po Meng smiled lowly at her.
No wonder she was able to enter the underworld without being discovered last time, no wonder Po Meng was surprised that she looked unfamiliar. It turned out that she was an abnormal living soul, and she had never stepped on the Naihe bridge or drank Mengpo soup.
The other shore flowers bloom like fire, and the water of Wangchuan flows silently.
When Mingsheng saw Lingxi, his handsome face brightened, and he said with a smile, "Xiao Xi, do you want me to tease you?"
Lingxi forced a smile, "Lingxi has something to ask His Majesty Pluto, I wonder if I can take some time for His Majesty."
Ming Sheng patted his chest generously, "Why are you being so polite when you talk to me! I have all I have is time! What do you want to ask? I know everything without saying anything!"
Ming Sheng gave the little ghosts a look, but the ghost messenger by the bridge immediately understood and backed away silently. The time to enter the living soul has passed, and even Po Meng smiled sadly and left.
Lingxi didn't notice this, and asked directly: "Do you know Nan Zhi?"
Ming Sheng's expression immediately changed, his face stretched, and he said unhappily, "How do you know him?"
After finishing speaking, he patted his head again, "Oh, my useless head. Some time ago, what did you say that the demon king was reborn, and a monster came to my underworld to make trouble! Xiao Xi, did he go looking for you?"
Lingxi didn't answer him, but asked, "Then do you know Chenxi?"
When the word "Chenxi" was mentioned, Lingxi's tongue was unconsciously obscured, and she rolled her eyes unnaturally, lest Mingsheng could see her expression.
"Xiao Xi..." Ming Sheng hesitated a little, and said hesitantly, "It's good to forget those past events."
"The fact that you are so kind to me is because I look exactly like Chenxi, right?" Lingxi suddenly turned her head to look at him, her eyes were as calm as water, "You think I am her."
Ming Sheng was slightly taken aback, "You..."
He didn't know how to answer, and after deliberating for a while, he said, "Xiao Xi, in fact, you are her!"
Lingxi was noncommittal, and after a while of silence, she said: "Can your majesty tell me about Chenxi's past?"
Ming Sheng sighed: "I just said, Xiao Xi, it's better to forget about the past."
"But I want to know." Lingxi frowned slightly and said firmly.
An old-fashioned look appeared on Ming Sheng's immature face, and he sighed helplessly, "If you want to know, I will tell you what I know. But Xiao Xi, can you stay away from that Nan Zhi?"
Lingxi just looked down at the quietly flowing Wangchuan River, but didn't answer.
Mingsheng sighed again, and as he spoke eloquently, Lingxi's fingertips gradually became cold, until it reached the bottom of his heart.
It turns out that Chen Xi is neither human nor immortal, but a demon.
She is a flower demon, a jacaranda demon. Ming Sheng met her 13,000 years ago, when Chen Xi had just cultivated into a human body. The two of them concealed their identities and wandered freely in the human world for a period of time. Then Ming Sheng was taken back by the then King of Pluto. Two thousand years later, Chen Xi knew Nan Zhi who was still human at that time.
Nanzhi is a human being, and Chen and Xi accompany each other.
Nan stops cultivating immortals, and the dust follows him at night.
Nan Zhi becomes a god, accompanied by Chen Xi.
Nearly a thousand years before and after. It is rumored in the Six Realms that a certain god in the God Realm fell in love with a banshee, and brought the banshee to the God Realm without permission, where the golden house cangjiao.
"Later, I don't know whether it was because of Nan Zhi's identity, or because of his love with Chen Xi, Nan Zhi was imprisoned, saying that he wanted to cut his divine book, seal his divine power, and imprison him for life." Ming Sheng said, "Xiao Xi Nai is a person who values love and righteousness, how could he just stand by and watch his beloved be imprisoned? Single-handedly go to the God Realm to snatch someone."
"But Xiao Xi is a demon after all, with only three or four thousand years of cultivation, how could she possibly beat those gods?" Ming Sheng said regretfully, "I hate that I didn't know anything about the God Realm at the time, otherwise Xiao Xi And I won't be left out of my wits."
"Nan Zhi knew Xiao Xi was dead, so he was furious, and he didn't know where he came from. His spiritual power was like a bottomless pit, unfathomable. Under his rage, all the hidden spiritual power was stimulated. He Summon the magical power of the six realms, and seal the entire God Realm for life. Until today, ten thousand years have passed, and those gods are probably still sleeping in the God Realm. And Xiao Xi... he exhausted his spiritual power, but gathered her light soul. To prevent that ray of soul from disappearing, he used the East China Sea Soul Stone to suppress it. But he himself was buried at the bottom of Cangjia Mountain because of too much spiritual power consumption."
After hearing what he said, Lingxi stared blankly at the Wangchuan River with empty eyes, wondering what she was thinking, her face was colorless and expressionless.
"This is what I know. It's been ten thousand years now, and I'm afraid not many people know about it. Maybe only the East China Sea Dragon Clan can remember a little bit, but they usually don't mention it to outsiders. Xiao Xi, if it weren't for you Ask me, and I will never tell." Ming Sheng looked like a child, with a soft voice, but when he talked about serious things, he was extremely serious.
Lingxi's eyelashes drooped, and she said quietly: "Your Majesty made a mistake, I am not Xiaoxi."
Ming Sheng was startled, "hehe" smiled and said: "You are just reincarnated, I don't remember."
"How can a broken soul be reincarnated as a human?" Lingxi smiled slightly.
Ming Sheng was startled again, he didn't think too much about it, Ling Xi and Chen Xi looked the same, they were obviously alone! Moreover, even freaks like Nanzhi can exist in the Six Realms, maybe there is some miracle in Xiao Xi! Furthermore, Lingxi obviously lacks a soul... Didn't she come to get the soul-locking water last time to make up for her soul
"Oh, if you don't believe me, I'll bring up Chenxi's memory, and you'll know what she looks like!" Mingsheng patted Lingxi on the shoulder, and without waiting for her to answer, he dived into the Wangchuan River.
When he came out, he was holding the soul-locking water in his hand.
"Chenxi..." He floated on the river, calling softly to the soul-locking water.
Immediately, white circles of light floated up in the river and floated into the soul-locking water in a patchwork pattern.
"Hey, take a look for yourself!" Mingsheng handed the soul-locking water to Lingxi.
Lingxi didn't even look at it, "Since Chenxi died in a frenzy, she wouldn't cross the Wangchuan River to drink Meng Po soup. How could her memory of Chenxi's life be at the bottom of the Wangchuan River?"
Hearing this, Ming Sheng slapped his head hard again, and then said: "Then look at her past life, past life, and see if she looks the same as you."
Lingxi shook her head and said, "Lingxi has always had a question in her mind, and I wonder if His Majesty can answer it."
"Oh, I said you don't have to be so polite, what do you want to ask?"
"Using the soul-locking water to summon memories, do I have to use the name of the soul's life, or can it be any life?"
"Naturally, any life is fine. Soul-locking water is spiritual, and will determine which soul's memory you want."
Lingxi was silent.
Ming Sheng asked curiously, "Why do you ask that?"
Lingxi quietly took the soul-locking water from him, dispelled Chenxi's memory, and waited until the white light circle fell into the river again, and then whispered: "Lingxi."
Sure enough, just like last time, the Wangchuan River flowed silently, without any memory floating up.
Mingsheng was surprised, took the soul-locking water in disbelief, and called it again.
business as usual.
"You..." Ming Sheng still couldn't help being surprised, "It's really not Xiao Xi. And... you have never drank Wangchuan water."
"Thank you for telling me this." Lingxi turned her head and said with a smile, "I hope I'll keep pretending to be Xiaoxi, so I don't want to annoy you."
Mingsheng felt inexplicably sour, Lingxi's smile was like a crumbling flower after a summer rain, stubbornly staying on the flower branch, wanting to bloom the last beauty.
"Lingxi will leave first. If there is a chance, I will tell Chenxi about His Majesty Pluto's wishes." After thanking Lingxi, she turned and left immediately.
Ming Sheng stared blankly at her pretending to be strong back, always felt that something was overlooked by him, but for a moment his mind was in a state of chaos and he couldn't make sense of it.
When Lingxi came out of the underworld, she immediately wielded her sword and moved forward quickly, as if she could vent her soreness only by exhausting all her strength. However, when she was exhausted, a sense of powerlessness hit her, and she stood under the dark night, not knowing where to go.
Even she herself couldn't figure out why she came to the underworld today.
What I have to admit is that the illusion two years ago, the illusion given to her by Shangxian Donghua, has frequently appeared in her dreams recently.
Zeng Nanzhi left her because of that illusion, and she regretted it more than once, hating herself for being confused by the illusion and losing her sanity. Although the words in the illusion are so familiar, even though there are some things Donghua Shangxian cannot know in the illusion, Nan Zhi died because of it. She never doubted that it was just fabricated by Donghua Shangxian to use her to deal with Nan. It's just an illusion.
At that time, she sneered, how could Nan Zhi be both a fairy and a demon? How could I be scattered by the master? How could Chen Xi be a woman who looked exactly like him
But now, she began to doubt whether it was just an illusion, or... a prophecy
Nanzhi is indeed a demon, she was really taken out of her soul, and her body was really getting weaker and weaker. Although the process was different from that in the illusion, the final outcome was actually the same as the play she had seen, with the same goal by different routes.
Maybe she went to the underworld to confirm her guess.
That time she asked Nanzhi, "Then why do you... like me?"
A voice from the bottom of my heart quietly replied: "Because I look exactly like the woman he loves so much."
She looks exactly like the woman he loves so much.
It turns out that it is also true.
She lost her soul for him, he fell into the devil world for her to sleep forever, he fell in love with her and stayed together for thousands of years, she is Chenxi, not Lingxi.