After being left behind again, Liu Yan stared blankly at the empty courtyard until Shen Jue walked out of the house, then she recovered and said to him, "He said we will get married when he comes back."

Because the man left again, the expression on his face when he said this was less joyful, and a little more dazed.

Shen Jue had been in the house the whole time, and everything that happened in the courtyard could not be concealed from his ears. He was not surprised by such a result. In his opinion, the marriage was over two hundred years too late. Two hundred years ago, it should have been done. Only then, no one would believe that they could get married. He didn't believe it, Yimo didn't believe it, and was afraid that Shen Qingxuan at that time wouldn't believe it either.

Shen Jue saw that Liu Yan was in a trance, smiled and said, "What he said, we can definitely do it, why don't we prepare the auditorium." He dragged Liu Yan into the room.

Yimo went all the way to the west. On the way, he met Xu Mingshi who was coming to the mountains. Xu Mingshi asked him where he was going, and Yimo said: "Look for your master."

Xu Mingshi was stunned for a moment. His master passed away more than two hundred years ago. Where can there be a master? After thinking about it, he realized that where to find his master, what Yimo was looking for was the patriarch—the one who had already become an immortal. Because he is his disciple, Xu Mingshi also has wisdom roots. He has practiced Daoism over the years and helped the poor and needy in the world, but he has had a few connections with the ancestor. It's just a cultivator who is very indifferent to the word love. Even so, he doesn't have a deep friendship. Just as watery.

Xu Mingshi hesitated for a moment. Seeing that his expression was normal, he was inexplicably frightened, as if something was about to happen, and quickly said, "I'll go with you."

Yimo said: "Your skin won't last for a long time. If you don't go to meditate and cultivate, you can become an immortal. Why do you join me?"

Xu Mingshi touched his face when he heard the words, and started with wrinkles and ravines. He smiled and said, "I'm afraid I won't be able to become a fairy, otherwise it won't be the case."

After a short pause, Xu Mingshi said again: "I still miss this world very much. The roots of the world are not exhausted, and the fate of the world is not over... That's all, I'll go with you, and I should spend my time. At the most two years, I'll be buried in the ground. , old snake, can you come and send me a gift?"

Yimo squinted at him and said, "What am I sending you to do, even if you die, you will be a Taoist in your next life. You still have to practice Taoism."

Xu Mingshi said "hehe", "I owe your son, if I don't return it to him in this life, how can I be in the mood to reincarnate and practice Taoism again." He laughed, talking about the recklessness and arrogance of the past, after two hundred years, regretted The guilt is empty, leaving only laughter. The smile is indescribably funny, like the lively appearance when he was young, but it's a bit funny on the wrinkles on his face. Really an old boy.

Yimo knew that he couldn't drive away, so he gave up, did not entangle with him, and walked away.

Xu Mingshi followed behind him, following every step of the way, as if traveling together, very relaxed and happy, constantly chattering and chattering. He thought that Yimo would not take care of him this way, but unexpectedly, the old demon walking in front changed his temper. When encountering some interesting topics, I will also have a few words with him.

At first Xu Mingshi thought that there was something wrong with his ears, and after walking a few hundred miles, he realized that Xu was the Shen Qingxuan of this life who made him make such a change.

"Old Demon Snake," Xu Mingshi still called him as he used to, "What happened to you and Shen Qingxuan?"

Yimo didn't stop, and said lightly, "We're getting married."

"Huh?" Xu Mingshi was stunned for a while, and stopped unconsciously. When he reacted, he found that the old snake in front had thrown himself three hundred miles away. He quickly cast a spell to catch up, and asked, "Really?"

"Really." Imo replied.

Xu Mingshi suddenly jumped up with a "hula", the wrinkles on his face turned into a deep flower with a smile, and he jumped up and down to him and said, "Happy wine, invite me to drink your wedding wine, you must!"

Yimo's expression seemed to relax a bit, then he stopped and smiled, "Okay, please."

Xu Mingshi laughed "haha" and ran forward happily.

Due to a happy event, the two of them sped up their journey a lot, and soon they reached their destination, but it was a mountain. The mountains and rivers are beautiful, straight into the sky, the top of the mountain is covered with snow all year round, and the mountainside is down, but the cypresses are flowing, and the birds and flowers are fragrant.

However, apart from birds and beasts, there is no voice.

Xu Mingshi looked around and asked, "He lives here?"

Yimo was still walking forward, climbed over the mountainside, and headed to the top of the mountain. As he walked, he said, "He has become an immortal, and I am a demon. I don't know where he lives."

Xu Mingshi followed behind him and stopped to ask, "Then why did you come here to find him?"

Yimo smiled a little, and stopped when he reached the top of the mountain, bent down and digged something in a block of snow. After a long time, Fang dug out a jar of wine from the bottom of the snow and said, "Although I don't know where he lives. Wherever he is, he knows where the wine he brews is."

Before he finished speaking, a white light flashed, and an angry voice in the light and shadow said: "You little snake, you stole my drink for no reason!" The sound of thunder made Xu Mingshi tremble and almost fell to the ground.

Only then did Yimo put down the wine jar, and Shi Shiran got up and said, "I have something to do with you."

When the old immortal saw that he had put his own wine, he hummed, "You little snake looking for the door, there must be nothing good!"

Yimo only smiled, but did not speak, as if tacitly agreeing.

Seeing his expression, the old fairy felt a little toothache and felt that things were difficult. If it was an ordinary thing, with the ability of this snake demon, it would have been settled long ago, so why should I come to find myself. Moreover, a cold-hearted snake demon actually showed such a smile... The old fairy has lived for more than 2,000 years, and he has never seen him smile. Immediately, he took a step back and said, "I heard that you broke into the underworld."

Yimo said, "Well." Xu Mingshi widened his eyes and shouted, "You broke into the underworld?!"

This fairy and a demon, but ignored his shouting. The old immortal was silent for a moment, and already knew what he was looking for, and quickly said: "I can't control this."

Yimo didn't answer, squatted down, dug the wine that had just been put down from the jar, dug two more jars in a row, held it in his arms, and walked towards the cliff. Holding the wine jar high, Yimo turned his back to him and asked lightly, "Do you care?"

The old immortal was silent, looking at his back, the jagged mountains were like snow-capped mountains, and it was finally cold, but for some reason, he became popular. This unusual popularity is doomed. The cold-hearted little snake refused to continue to be cold. It's not that he was reluctant to give up these few jars of wine, or that it has been brewed for nearly a thousand years.

After a long time, the old immortal asked, "What exactly are you going to do?"

Yimo turned around and wrote lightly, "I want the memory of Shen Qingxuan III."

Three times memory. Only when the memory of the third generation is restored can he marry and no longer regret.

He is a cold-hearted snake who doesn't understand human love.

Because he is not enlightened, his heart is filled with only that one soul. He knows that he has done many excessive things, and he can be easily forgiven; he has hurt him countless times, and he can be easily forgiven.

Both worlds left him a solitary tomb, and he didn't get any complaints.

The third generation is already stupid, but they still want to be "together".

So he understands that what he has been looking for for two hundred years is just to tell that person that there is no hope, no love, no regrets. you don't cry.

Two hundred years of searching, just to make up for the right moment: I like you.

I like you.

I marry you.

You have nothing to ask for, don't be sad.

After going through so many things, he still wanted to ask if he was willing to marry? Willing it or not, say a word: the same destination by different paths.

The old immortal was stunned, and said after a long time, "What do you exchange for it?"

Immer paused and replied:

"Put it all out!"

Give it all up.

The old fairy looked at him and sighed: "Okay, you go and find the soul and soul that he lost. Once the soul is complete, I can restore the memory of the third world for him."

Yimo asked, "Where to find it?"

The old immortal looked at him suspiciously: "You don't know?"

Yimo said, "I don't know, I've searched for it, but I haven't found it."

"You fool..." Lao Xian couldn't help but pause, "Have you never seen him before he died in the last life?"

Yimo was silent for a while, and replied, "He won't let me send it."

In the last life, he didn't let him see him off, so he listened to his words and didn't say goodbye.

The old immortal sighed: "It's all idiots. He didn't let you send it because he was afraid that you would be sad when you saw it. In the end..." How could he be willing to see you in the end?

Human love is like this, there are struggles left and right, and there is no way forward and backward.

For example, in the first life, Shen Qingxuan categorically forbid him to find him, but he left a snake kiss mark on his hand, and still hoped that he would come and continue the relationship; in the second life, Ji Jiu did not want him to send him off. was afraid that he would be sad when he saw him, but he still had a soul and soul in his chest, hoping to see him one last time.

There is no right or wrong, right or wrong, but reason can't compete with emotion, that's why you're in prison, every step is wrong, every step is madness.

Yimo turned around and was about to leave, went to find the corpse of the previous life, took off the blood bead on his chest, and took a look at the soul.

No wonder I can't find it. From beginning to end, he was in his own blood.

"Little snake." The old immortal called out behind him, "A thousand years of practice was destroyed in an instant, do you really regret it?"

Yimo turned around, looked at the benefactor who gave him spirituality and long life, and said solemnly: "If there is no him, but beg for death."

If you let him get it and lose it, but beg for death.

No regrets.

As he spoke, he smiled quietly, that smile was so gentle, like the golden light of dawn.