Chapter 82: Agarwood

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Tang Zhou turned his face slightly, his eyes were dark and dim, as uncertain as the light and shadow exchanged.
Yan Dan slowly clenched his fingers under his sleeves, feeling that his body was trembling slightly, saying that he was angry or afraid. She always thought that Ying Yuan was ruthless to her, but no wonder, the feelings turned out to be what you wanted, but which one is acting now? Capricious, is this fun?
After a long time, she heard Tang Zhou say something softly, as if whispering: "Yan Dan, I miss you very much."
"I know that you changed my eyes with half of your heart. For a while, I did mistake it for Zhixi. When I saw you by the edge of Yaochi, I knew it was you."
Yan Dan smiled: "So that's it." She thought about it, and then said: "It's okay, I was willing at that time, you don't care."
Tang Zhou was taken aback for a moment, his expression gradually depressed, and he whispered: "Yan Dan, I think I like you. A long, long time ago, when I didn't even know it."
"What you like, is that in the past, you could talk to you from time to time when your eyes were out of sight, and finally healed the Yan Dan of your eyes, not me. It never was, and it will never be." She thought. I thought, "At that time, only I will be with you, but when you get better, it will be different. Even now, you just regret that I danced the path of reincarnation in front of you."
Tang Zhou laughed softly: "So you think I have lived to the point where I don't even understand my feelings? When you smile, there will be a dimple on your right cheek and the corner of your eyes will bend, as if you are smiling from the bottom of your heart. The same. You and Zhixi, I will not mistake you."
Diya Palace is still deserted and empty, with few people visiting.
Yan Dan walked through the corner of the corridor, and when he saw the black shadow in front of him, he stepped back a few steps, and asked with a trembling voice, "What, what is going on?"
Tang Zhou stopped, his tone was flat: "Huh? That's the ghost king, haven't you seen it before?"
Yan Dan stomped his feet: "I know it is the King of Ghosts. I asked you why it is here?"
It was probably because her voice was too loud. The Ghost King, who was silently kneeling on the ground rubbing bluestone bricks, raised his head and stared at her blankly. Yan Dan was shivering again, and hurried past it: He must have been deliberate, and had always pretended to be nonchalant, so that she could not express her temper.
Walking into the library, Tang Zhou opened the window next to him, and saw that a pool of clear water was facing outside, and the lotus leaves looked green and lovely when the lotus leaves were in full bloom. Yan Dan held the window pane, leaned forward and looked out, smiling slightly: "I remember there was no lotus pond here."
"The stalks here have been planted for a long time, and they have not bloomed before. I wonder if they will bloom this year?"
Yan Dan sighed, hesitated for a moment, or said: "I don't think it will. Ying Yuan, let's just say everything, so what can we do if nothing happened? Although it has been a long time, it is the past. If it happens, it’s impossible to erase it again...it’s not a calligraphy, you can rewrite it by tearing the paper if you write it poorly.
She reached out and closed the carved window to hide the view from the outside, walked to the side of the desk, and picked up the very delicately carved incense burner: "At that time, I really admired you, Lord Ying Yuan, even if I went to Huangquan, I still can't forget... I originally thought that I would die in Yewangchuan, because I can't forget the past. I can't reincarnate, I can only transform into the ghosts underneath. I have never forgotten this, I'm afraid I will never I will forget. But what?"
Yan Dan lifted the lid of the agarwood burner and whispered: "Put the whole piece of agarwood in, as long as a little spark, it will burn, and will not stop until it burns into fine scraps, and then replace it with a new piece and continue burning. . But when the agarwood is like crumbs, it won’t be burned no matter how you light it with a fire. Like this agarwood, I have burned it into fine crumbs, and I won’t even burn it out, at most it just burned out. The remaining temperature afterwards."
The agarwood burner tilted down slightly, and the ashes of agarwood like shavings were scattered on the ground, turning into nothingness.
Yan Dan smiled and looked at him: "Even the last residual temperature will be cold one day, and nothing will be lost, just like when you and I didn't meet..."
Tang Zhou is gone.
Yan Dan slowly slid down and sat on the wall, feeling that he was exhausted. I finally said what I wanted to say, but in fact, it's just nostalgic to come and go, but it is already a nostalgic one. From now on, she was truly relieved.
The sunlight outside the window panes slanted in obliquely, reflected on the wall, forming a patch of light and shadow, blurred.
After only half a cup of tea, a light footstep approached and then stopped. This person probably had been following them all the time, so he could pinch Tang Zhou to come right after he left. Yan Dan raised his head and suddenly saw a very familiar face, the same face that he could see when he was facing the bronze mirror in the morning.
Zhi Xi turned his head slightly, cast his eyes down and glanced at her: "I'm here to find a book." She Gu Zi walked to the edge of the desk, put down the things in her hand, and turned to walk to the rows of bookshelves.
Yan Dan stood up and saw what she put on the desk was a book whose cover had already turned yellow, and there seemed to be something under the book. She opened the book and saw that there was a small round mirror underneath. She was startled: She remembered that Zhi Xi didn't like to look in the mirror, how could she carry this thing with him?
Yan Dan picked up the round mirror, and saw that the surface of the mirror suddenly changed, and it reflected a mortal scene: a woman with a coarse cloth Jingchai was busy doing housework, and the boy next to her kept making trouble for her, making her older. 'S peasant woman scolded her with arms akimbo. The woman happened to turn her head, as if looking at Yan Dan face to face, with a sad and miserable face.
"what do you think?"
Yan Dan was taken aback, immediately put down the mirror, looked back, and saw Zhi Xi standing not far away holding a heavy book of classics, with a mocking smile on his face: "The palm lantern is so desolate now, what do you think?"
Yan Dan suddenly felt that she had become a little strange, and shook his head: "I don't think so, she is indeed no better now than I was before."
Zhi Xi sneered: "No, if she is only born with a downturned family, it is far from enough. There are thousands of people born poor in this world. There is a lot less of her, and no more than her." Walked to the table, put down the heavy book, and whispered softly: "After she was demoted to the mortal world, I went to see her."
Yan Dan vaguely guessed, "Could it be that you..."
"Well, I opened up all the memories of her previous life. When she saw me, she almost went mad and became dumb."
"Zhixi, you did this for me, what if someone else knows it?"
"I didn't do this for you." Zhi Xi raised his chin, looking indifferent. "No one will know."
Yan Dan finally understood that when she was watching the fireworks in Nandu, she saw that it was indeed Fairy Palmer. Whether it was Yan Dan or Zhi Xi, she would be scared whenever she saw it.
Zhi Xi put the round mirror into his sleeve, holding the book and looking at the other side: "You won't be back here anymore, will you?"
"It should be like this, but you can come and see me in the mortal world."
Zhi Xi bit his lip, and said after a long while: "I won't come to see you. What's so good about this? It's not the first day I met."
Yan Dan lowered his head and couldn't help but smile: "Yes, we were born from the same root, even if we don't meet each other..."
Still the closest person.
In this world, no one is closer to each other. They are bound by the same blood, stronger than the of verbal promises.
Yan Dan watched her back disappear, only to realize that there was still the book with the yellowed cover on the desk, but she did not take it away. She picked it up and turned over two pages. The book was all about the trivial matters of their clan, and I don’t know where Zhi Xi found it, but when she saw a sentence, she had a heartbreak: "The heart of Siye Hanhan , Can rejuvenate everything and cure all diseases..."
All things rejuvenate?
She touched her heart, it was beating slowly there.
From the mortal world to the heaven, an hour has passed, and now he immediately rushed back to the Kuanglan Mountain Realm. It shouldn't have been too long.
Yan Dan shook the water drop on the palm of her hand, the beads' tentacles were cold and smooth, and water vapor was faintly visible. According to Ao Xuan, if this bead accidentally falls on the ground, the mortal world will have to give three months of water. As long as the fixed water bead is placed on the bottom of the dry lake, it will naturally generate a spring of running water.
She walked through the Jiuqu Corridor and saw Antarctica Immortal Weng standing on the edge of the fish pond with positive and negative hands. She saw her come over and said with a smile: "Yan Dan, you have grown taller without seeing you for so long."
Yan Dan pouted slightly, and walked to the edge of the fish pond: "Do you still want your beard?"
Antarctica Immortal Weng took a step back quickly, and said with a smile: "You kid...Why, haven't you seen your master? He was off by you at that time."
Yan Dan looked inside the fish pond and saw the big tiger beard jumping up and down very vigorously: "Master is really angry?"
"That's natural, your master still wanted to teach a fairy to show off, but you were extinguished by you, can you not be angry?" Antarctic fairy Weng touched his beard, "Originally, you just had to stay a few days in the end of the earth. , Will surely rise to the fairy rank."
"How is this possible? I have such a low level of cultivation, and I am not more savvy than others on weekdays. I still know this."
"It wasn't possible at first, but it's not the same if you have a strange eye. After a thousand years of cultivation base is added for nothing, you say enough?"
Yan Dan squatted in his heart and stammered involuntarily: "Different eyes?!"
"Yes, but a lot of things happened that year. Your master came over to me and asked me to entrust the different eye to Donghua Qingjun to deal with it, but somehow the different eye was lost, and I was killed. I was fined for three years. Later, the baby nine fins that had been raised for so long disappeared. It's really unlucky to even drink water!"
"Isn't the nine fins in...?" Yan Dan pointed to the big tiger beard fish that was jumping actively.
"This one? This one is nothing more than a strange catfish. It is not as good as a scale of the nine-fin. If I didn’t look at the nine-fin as if I didn’t like the female fish in the pond, I thought he was a broken sleeve. The result is..." Antarctic Xian Weng painfully repeated the count, and couldn't help but put his foot on the back of the tiger's beard and stepped on it. "It turned out to be good. Give me three hooks and fours here. , Eating and drinking for nothing, and will not even change your personal appearance, just looking at it is upset!
Yan Dan tremblingly: "Nine-fin... is it actually that weak-looking fish with red eyes?"
Antarctic Xianweng glanced at her: "Yes, their clan has fallen, if it had been flying higher than dragons in the past." Before he could say anything, he saw the tiger's whiskers come up from the bottom of the water again, and he was leaning toward his feet. "Swim farther, otherwise there will be no food to eat today!" Tiger Beard aggrievedly moved aside.
Yan Dan looked at the fish pond, thinking about Yu Mo, remembering his absolute gesture of throwing his different eyes into the bank of the Zhangtai River, remembering him sighing and saying, "You don't want me to throw it, what do you think of me", remembering his last He smiled and said to himself, "Those who watched the play, they knew it was not their own story, but after watching for a long time, this story slowly became their own." He looked at his story and finally entered the play.
She thought that these twenty years were enough for her to understand Yu Mo.
She has only now realized that what she has understood in the past twenty years is only the rough skin.
She always thought that when she stayed with Yu Mo, she always talked a lot, but he was a lukewarm appearance. She was always clinging to him and pestering him to travel all over the country, but in his heart it was not. So happy. She had never tried to understand a person.
Have you ever loved someone like this.
Have you ever waited for someone like this.
It's not that there is no one in this world who treats her heartily, it's just that she has never known it. It turned out that someone knew her so well, but she missed it from start to finish.
From beginning to end, she missed it.
The author has something to say: Since the title "Stories of entangled in new love and old love" is not good, then "Why failure of first love is greater than success" should be fine... There are two more chapters today and there will be no way to update tomorrow, after reading it In this chapter, I think most of you will be satisfied. However, in order to prove whether Yu Mo is X dysfunction, this is still an extra proof after the end of the text.