The mountains are high and the moon is small, and the water falls out.

Sanssouci Island, southwest. Amu, dressed in green clothes. The clouds are scattered, and a green dress is dressed. At this time, two people, standing side by side on the shore, seemed to be looking intently at the reef in the sea.

The waves are sounding, and the dark flowers are splashing.

"Back then, you rescued me here?" Whether it is in the Brahma Temple or in the Qingshan Great Array, the scene of this island shore is deeply imprinted in Amu's heart.

"Hmm!" Yunsan nodded.

"I have six reincarnation lights, a dagger in the center of my eyebrows, and I look like I'm dead?" Amu said with a wry smile.

"Yes!" Yun San looked at the waves, as if he remembered the scene of that day, and couldn't help but smile warmly.

"You saved me, and then I stayed in the Promised Land for two hundred years?" Amu asked again.

"That's right! two hundred years!" Yun San suddenly turned around and looked at Amu, with a hint of cunning in his eyes. This is an extremely rare look both in the once gentle Buddha girl and in the awakened Buddha girl.

"Two hundred years, two hundred years!" Amu repeated two sentences, and for a while, he didn't know where to start. Is it true that what you see in the Qingshan Great Array?

"Outside of Sanssouci Island, is there a small island called Limeng?" Amu found a more suitable entry point.

"Hmm!" Yun San's expression didn't change much, just nodded. Perhaps, no one, at that moment, can see through the thoughts of the clouds.

Amu watched the clouds disperse, but he couldn't see anything.

"On the island of dreams, there are bamboo forests, flowing water, arched bridges, and fine houses, and there are ......" Amu watched the clouds scatter intently. Didn't continue to ask.

"No!" Yunsan looked at Amu very gently and said softly.

"What's missing?" Amu didn't understand.

"All of you said is gone!" Yun San smiled faintly.

"No more. Still haven't been?" Amu asked with a frown.

"Hehe!" Yun San looked at Amu, his expression was worth playing, "Amu, do you care a lot about whether it is gone, or has it not been?"

"Of course!" Amu nodded, "That's a completely different answer!"

"Oh!" Yun San smiled, but did not answer Amu's question. Instead, he said, "You came to Paradise just to ask about the island away from dreams?"

"Huh?" Amu was slightly stunned. Then he said directly, "Of course not, I'm here to unlock my last Eight Bitter Seals and impact the Primordial Immortal Realm!"

"Hehe!" Yun San laughed again. "Then don't ask. The thing of the seal is simple. You stay with me for seven days on Sanssouci Island. The seal will be lifted!"

"What?" Amu smiled wryly, "so easy?"

"Of course!" Yun San said, "a qiē, it's all a matter of course." Your one qiē is complete, then after seven days, the seal will be unsealed. ”

"Then my vanished memories of two hundred years. Will you come back?" Amu asked, "Otherwise." How can it be said to be complete?"

"Amu, what you want is to break the seal. What does it matter if you can't get back those 200 years of memory?" At this time, Yun San's eyes drooped, and she seemed to be looking at a stone on her toes.

The long eyelashes are very smart.

"I want my life to be complete, I want my state of mind to be complete, I want me to live up to anyone!" ”

"Oh?" Yun San said, "That seems to be your character! So, those two hundred years are important to you, aren't they?"

"It's very important!" Amu said firmly.

At this time, a wind blew, the waves were gusting, and the long hair of the clouds danced lightly with the wind, like a fairy. For some reason, Yun San turned slightly to the side, perhaps, so that Amu couldn't see her somewhat hazy eyes.

"It's important, that's enough! It's not part of your life. There seemed to be tears in Yun San's eyes, but they didn't fall, "Amu, your one qiē will be complete." You didn't owe anyone either. Whatever you need, I'll help you!"

"But why? Why do you want to help me?" Amu asked again. In this world, there is never love and hate for no reason.

"Because, the friendship between the ancient stream of the land and the ancient stream of the sea!" Yun San suddenly smiled happily, then turned around and looked at Amu, his eyes were tender like water, but there was not the slightest shyness.

"Perhaps, in my last life, I owe you!" Yun San smiled slyly.

"Hehe!" Amu suddenly felt that the clouds were scattered, it was very cute, that kind of feeling, in the illusion of the Qingshan Great Array, in the bamboo forest essence, he seemed to have seen it.

"Do you think I'll believe it?" Amu said, "In my last life, I have been killing people. If you kill someone, you will have many more coffins. In my previous life, no one would have owed me. ”

"Believe it or not, it doesn't matter!" Yun San still smiled.

"The clouds are scattered, I have seen many illusions in the Qingshan Great Array. Amu paused, thinking about the scene of the wine listening to the piano and the green clothes like butterflies, he didn't know how to speak.

"From Dream Island, two hundred years, you and I have been ...... Together!" In the last few words, Amu bit a little harder.

Yun San looked at Amu and smiled.

"The Qingshan Great Array, because of the illusion in the heart! True and false, how can you make assumptions?"

"But, I asked you if that is true?" Amu's tone was a little urgent, and even his face was slightly gloomy.

However, Yun Scattered seemed unmoved. She looked at Amu as if she were looking at a lovely child. He has a gentle expression and a peaceful attitude.

"Amu, many things, if you think it's true, it's true. If you think it's fake, it's fake!" a smile flashed in Yun San's eyes, and there was a hint of loneliness, "True or false, don't dig deeper." ”

"Alas!" Yun San's words were equivalent to not saying anything, Amu sighed, "Yun San, can you play the piano?"

Amu was roundabout and could only ask a few scattered questions and then deduce on his own.

"Yes!" Yun San seemed to see through Amu's thoughts, and then nodded slightly.

"Can you play me a song?"

"Yes, but tomorrow!"

"Why?"

"Because, tomorrow's moon, better!" Yun San smiled. "If there is a fate, Sanssouci Island will reunite, and you and I will drink together with the moon. 200 years of dedication. We have an appointment, don't we?"

"Yes, we have an appointment!" Amu smiled and nodded, "I'm here as promised!"

"That's good!" Yunsan looked up at the starry curtain, as if recalling the phrase - came as promised. It's just, in the opinion of Yun San. It was about 10,000 years ago.

"Tomorrow, I'll cook wine and play the piano and get drunk with you!" Yun San said with a smile.

"Okay!" Amu said. "So, can you take me to Limeng Island?" ”

"No!" Yunsan shook his head.

"Why?"

"That island is long gone!"

"Huh? Gone?" Amu raised an eyebrow.

"Ruined!"

Amu raised his eyebrows. I also want to ask again why and how it was ruined.

"Amu, have you found Shen Yan, did she go back to the Sea Wilderness with you?" Yun San asked suddenly.

"Uh! yes!" Amu was stunned for a moment, then nodded. Yun San's question, for a while, successfully interrupted Amu's question.

Between the two men, there was a brief silence. The five yin are blazing, and it is really impossible to press.

"That's good!" Yunsan smiled. Then he said, "Amu." You lost the Buddha coffin divine thought I gave you, right?"

"Yes, I used it to seal the Bloodthirsty Shura!"

"It's okay, I'll give it to you again!" Yun San was not in the slightest bit unhappy. Instead, he thought it was something he had done for Amu.

A divine thought, what is it? Buddha coffin, she can give it to him.

"Well!" Amu replied.

"Since you're here, if you can, why don't you stay here for a few days?"

"Yes!" Amu didn't refuse, and didn't seem to think. How many days is it right to steal a few days of leisure?

"Your coffin hasn't been repaired yet?"

"Yes!"

"Then I, maybe help you!"

"Huh?" Amu was stunned for a moment, then looked at the green soul with some surprise, "You can repair the demon coffin?"

"I'm not sure, but we can try!" Yun Sanxiao looked at Amu, "Women seem to be better at sewing and mending! I know a few, special method!"

"Hehe!" Amu smiled, "Indeed, a woman is better at sewing!"

At that moment, there was an inexplicable warm current in Amu's heart.

A woman who is willing to sew and mend for you is always touching! Many times, what is needed may not be the sewing, but the feeling.

"Master of Sanssouci Island, you want to kill me!"

"Ever! not anymore!"

"Why?"

"Because, you are a descendant of the sea!Because, I am the Buddha of the Paradise!" The clouds dispersed, very ethereal. Even, it can't be regarded as an answer to the question.

"Isn't it, he sealed my 200-year-old memory!"

"No!" replied Yun San, firmly, "He's my father!"

"I know!" Amu smiled bitterly, "Then can I pay a visit, the heir of the Paradise and the master of Sanssouci Island!"

"No, father, I won't see you!" Yun San smiled, "At the moment, you are not his opponent!"

"Oh!" Amu nodded. It seems that the possibility that he had wanted to question the owner of Sanssouci Island in person is gone. Actually, there's no need for that anymore.

The dialogue between Amu and Yunsan is sometimes simple, sometimes complex.

Sometimes, a sentence has a deep meaning, and sometimes, it is so boring and boring. But, it's funny, two people, used to each other.

I didn't feel the slightest incongruity.

It's like a, very weird combination. Others don't understand their world, but they immerse themselves in it.

It seems that they have known each other for a long time, so long that they can't remember the years, and they can't remember a qiē for a long time.

The prosperity is gone, the lead dust is washed away, and there is only a tacit understanding of each other's hearts.

Yun San didn't say it, Amu naturally didn't find the accurate answer he wanted.

Qingshan Great Array, is that true or false?

Don't ask about coming and going, don't ask about cause and effect. Perhaps, Amu fell into a kind of attachment. The clouds are scattered, but they are satisfied.

The moon is setting in the west, the breeze is caressing the shore, and it is another early morning.

Two people, almost standing here in the middle of the night. However, time flies, and there are traces.

Paradise in the East, a round of rising sun.

The morning light sprinkled on Amu and Yunsan's bodies. Perhaps, the morning light has passed through thousands of years, but it is still the same. (To be continued......)