There were a few rooster crows in the distance, the sky was about to break, and the road began to be lively again, under the call of the two deputy envoys of black and white, groups of dead ghosts began to gather in the direction of the underworld, wave after wave.

When the ghosts were almost gone, Kitazan also got up to say goodbye to the man.

"The story of the immortal chief is very exciting, but it's a pity that I have to leave now, and I can't listen to the ending. If I can meet the immortal chief in the future, I will also tell you a story, but my story is plain and unremarkable, not as poignant and moving as you, I don't know if the immortal chief will like to listen to it. ”

She took two steps back, bowed deeply to him, and turned to step onto the dark road.

"The person I was waiting for, today, he still didn't come."

The man also bowed down to say goodbye to her: "This year today, there will be a period in the future, and next year and other days, don't come unharmed." ”

She walked very fast, and before she could get out of the two miles, the pale white clothes on her body suddenly changed color, turned into a brilliant bright red and floated into the depths of the night, maybe that was her usual makeup.

There is an aftersound left in the air, which is a residual poem: "White tea Qinghuan has nothing to do, I am waiting for the wind and waiting for you, the bitter wine and willows are separated today......"

“…… There is no wind, no moon, and no you. The man softly finished the poem.

Looking at the lonely back of Bei Ran in the distance, Jingwu had an indescribable and unclear emotion in his heart.

He felt that he should hate her.

In the tens of thousands of years of life, his reputation in the divine realm is quite good, except for some people who don't know him who think he is idle, the gods respect him, and he always greets people with a smile. The world thinks that he has made friends in the Six Realms, but only he knows, in fact, there has always been only one of his best friends.

That person was so powerful that no one in the Six Realms could match her, but she ended up like this. And why didn't she just take the pulse and suffer from this reincarnation for the sake of the long sky. Keigo didn't know who owed more to whom, and he didn't know how to settle the account.

Speaking of which, the fate between them was actually because of him. Back then, he practiced the sword and missed, cutting off the immortal rope that Bei Ran was hanging on the swing on the South Heavenly Gate, but he connected the marriage line between her and Ji Changkong that should never meet, and now he is watching this fate disappear in front of him without a trace.

He closed his eyes, and the moon, which had not yet completely faded, cast the last rays of light on his face.

What the hell is this thing? How can he be so powerful that he can destroy a god who has the power to destroy the world.

At that time, he used ten percent of his mana to set up an enchantment, trapping all the scattered spirits floating away at the scene, and then threw out all the lock spirit sacs on his body, but he still failed to receive a wisp of soul and half a soul in the sky. In the mood of losing his best friend, he was extremely resentful of Bei Ran, but now, he still couldn't help but come to see her for him, and he should also help him take care of the person he gave up his life to protect.

Keigo took out a bag from his sleeve, pressed it under the stone where Kitazome had just laid, and left with the first rays of sunlight in the morning.

A group of early children chased and played by here, and after a short rest, the others ran and played again, and a little girl who walked at the end inadvertently found something under the stone, and reached out and took it out.

She untied the bag, which was so delicate even with the rope it was tiding, and saw that it contained a stack of neatly folded letters, each one full of words.

"Sir, I learned a new poem in the book today, saying: 'If the moon is like the moon ring is finally bright, do not give up the ice and snow for the heat', after thinking about it, I still don't know the point, I asked my father and mother, they only laughed and said let me ask you, when will you come back, I am waiting for you to answer for me."

"Sir, when you left, you told me to practice calligraphy and practice more exercises every day, and I didn't forget any of them. So you see, my handwriting is much better than before, and when I fought against nineteen of them two days ago, I was able to deal with ten of them one by one, and when I encounter danger in the future, I will be able to protect myself. Still, I prefer you to protect me, because I only feel at ease when I'm behind you. ”

"Sir, do you know that the locust tree at the gate of the village used to only bloom for four or five months, perhaps because you said, if I like it, then let it keep open, since then, it has really not been defeated. It's past July, but it's still as beautiful as it was in spring. The south wind is light, and it thinks of you again. ”

"Sir, I had a dream last night. I dreamed that you were dressed in splendid clothes, surrounded by fairy spirits, above the clouds, as handsome as a god, and you flew to the ground and walked towards me from a wide road, a road I had never been to before. But when I woke up from the dream, I searched everywhere, but I couldn't see the way, and I couldn't see you. ”

"Recently, there is a big happy event in the village, the little sister of the fourteenth aunt's family is married, I have played with her since I was a child, and she is a little older than me. A few days ago, my mother found a good family for her, and yesterday that person came to the door to marry. You're not here, you haven't seen it, Sister Xiaoman is so beautiful dressed as a bride, and she amazes everyone. You say, what will I look like when I put on my wedding dress and marry you in the future, and will I be as beautiful as her? ”

"This year's Mid-Autumn Festival, Chu Wang came to our house, since the death of Uncle Chu and his wife, he picked up the burden to be the owner of the village, the whole person is a lot calmer than before, and his gestures have been everyone's demeanor, I believe that he will be able to inherit the wishes of the ancestors and carry forward the village. You see, everyone is slowly getting better after you leave, and when you come back, you will definitely see a better us. ”

"It's snowing for the first time of the year outside, and it seems like this year's winter is colder than last year, maybe it's because you're not there, I always feel like the snowman I built has melted quickly, and it's not at all as energetic as you used to make for me. The snow is over, and the year is over, and you have been gone for two hundred and ten days, and I miss you so much. ”

"Ji Changkong, why haven't you come back, it's because the scenery is so beautiful that you can't forget to return? Or is it because you regret that you don't want to marry me? If that's the case, then I'll take that back sentence, and you'll just say it, and come back quickly. ”

……

Before she could finish reading all the letters, the group of children on the road ahead saw that she had not followed for a long time, and they called out to her. The little girl put away the paper in twos and threes, folded it into its original bag, pressed it back under the boulder, and ran away after her companion.

She didn't know that she had just collected it in a hurry, and another one had been left outside. Unlike the others, the words on this paper were bright red, and they were being blown into the air by the wind, and the sunlight penetrated the paper, reflecting the harsh crimson of the font.

"Ji Changkong, I'm afraid I can't wait for you. Two days ago, a prince with a large number of officers and soldiers to surround and suppress our village on charges of doing evil and killing the people, everyone desperately sent me out, but my father, mother and people in the village all died. It's just that I didn't give birth to a pair of discerning eyes, and that Nine Emperor Princes turned out to be the Mu Gongzi we met - Mu Pingliang. I'm going to the palace to avenge my father and mother, and everyone, if you come back and see that I'm not there, then you can go, as you thought before, you can go wherever you want, do whatever you want, and no one will stop you this time. It's just that don't wait for me ......"

This tip was discovered after Ji Changkong's death, when Keigo revisited the old place out of remembrance of his old friend.

At that time, he passed by the cottage where Ji Changkong and Bei Dye lived in the human world, and when he was dying, he found a box buried in the ground under the long-dead locust tree at the door, and he took it out, and it was containing this bag. And this bag is the one that Ji Changkong once asked for from him and gave to Bei Dye to make a backpack after transformation.

He originally thought that it should be handed over to Kitano. But now it seems that there is no need for this.

Because, Bei Dye was born with one less spirit, when she was a god, she was not good at spells and had a bad memory, and then she lost another spirit every time she was reincarnated, and to this day, she only has one soul left. Ji Changkong has destroyed her life star, and from now on, her life is no longer controlled by the life wheel, as long as she does not give up, she can live forever.

She had completely forgotten the past, and because of her deep obsession, she could barely remember who she had agreed with to wait for him in one place. Even so, she couldn't even remember the person's name and appearance, and naturally she wouldn't remember that the place where she agreed to wait for him was never here.

On Huangquan Road, she has been waiting alone for a hundred years, and he doesn't know how long she can rely on this obsession to remember, and how long she can wait like this every year.

Maybe in that person's heart, he didn't mind if she could still remember him, and he didn't care if she would suddenly remember at some point in the future that there was a person who fought against her lifelong faith with a sword for her, and finally lost a lot, but still had no regrets.

It's just that she exists somewhere in the world, and that's fine.

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