The only way

Chapter 648
In the south of the Yangtze River, you can pick lotus, lotus leaves and He Tiantian, and fish play among lotus leaves.

Yuxilian leaf is east, Yuxilian leaf is west, Yuxilian leaf is south, Yuxilian leaf is north.

It is the season when the lotus in the south of the Yangtze River is in full bloom. The rain in the south of the Yangtze River sweeps away the sweltering heat of summer.

In the small pavilion by the pool, there is a bamboo rocking chair. Once the draft is over, there is no need to shake the fan, which is already very comfortable.

The well-maintained face of a woman in her thirties is already somewhat pale, but her lips are stained with bright red lip balm, moist and gorgeous, like danzhu.

A pair of distant mountain eyebrows are meticulously drawn, with flower tints dotted between the eyebrows, a flowing cloud bun on the head, and only a budding white jade lotus on the hairpin.

Holding a volume of books in his hands, his fingertips stained with Danko were slightly cool, and he tapped on the paper, half-closed his eyes and smiled to the man sitting beside him.

"...One of the characters is too real, and the snow skin and flower appearance are uneven... the wind blows the fairy's sleeves and flutters, like a dance of neon clothes and feathers..."

"I think when I was young, I didn't understand why you were obsessed with immortality. In recent years, I have read a lot of biographies. I think if I can see this charming fairy with snowy skin and beautiful appearance every day, I will also yearn for it." .”

The woman's face was only about thirty, and her voice was mellow, but this opening revealed a full of old-fashionedness.

The man sitting on the stone chair beside him was already in his forties, and was peeling the fresh oranges carefully, picking out the meridians with a thin stick, and putting them on the white porcelain plate.

Hearing this, he just smiled, but didn't talk, and turned to talk about something else, "It rained yesterday, today you have to blow the wind for half a moment, enjoy the scenery for half a moment, and you can't go any longer."

"Forget it. Thinking about it, I have been looking at my face for a hundred years. There is nothing to see about this snow-skinned and graceful fairy. It is better to be reincarnated neatly. It will be interesting to have a different look in the next life."

The woman didn't care whether the man answered or not, she just said it on her own, turned the book upside down, and reached out to pick up a piece of orange from the white porcelain plate to eat.

I don't know which word or sentence involved the man's mind, the hand holding the orange's veins trembled, the thin stick pierced the skin, and a few drops of orange juice burst out.

"...In the past, there was a Taoist in Anshan in the state of Chu, who died at the age of one hundred and sixty. The world called him an immortal. Later generations dug his grave and tested his body. The man's Adam's apple rose and fell, and he seemed to be in a hurry, "Huanniang, you are only under a hundred and twenty, I will definitely find a good medicine, and you will surely live a long, long life."

These two are exactly the two relatives when Lingchu was still young, Huanniang and He Zhiyi.

The two left without saying goodbye back then, one wanted to travel the mountains and rivers, see the beautiful scenery of the world, and realize the dream of a boudoir, and the other wanted to spend the rest of his life to repay the guilt in his heart, wishing to be by his side for a long time to warm his cold heart.

Suddenly, decades have passed quietly.

Huanniang quietly listened to He Fangyi's anxious words, with a calm expression on her face, and said leisurely, "When you were young, you abandoned literature. I did complain and hate you, but I also respect you for being free and easy. After more than ten years of studying hard in the cold window, the wealth and treasures of the Wanguan family can be given up as soon as they are said."

"Nowadays, they are all over [-]-year-old vegetable gangsters. This kind of bravery is completely missing."

Closing the book with both hands, Huanniang stretched out her hand to caress her cheek, her hand was very delicate.

"The Dingyan Pill, Baicao Pill, and Nawu Talisman all opened my eyes. It also made me have delusion for the first time in my life, and it also made me understand your choice back then for the first time."

After saying this, Huanniang paused, as if recovering her strength, "But, I never thought about living a long life."

"All kindness and love will meet, impermanence is hard to come by for a long time, life is full of fear, life is at stake in the morning dew, out of love there is sorrow, out of love there is fear, if you are separated from the one you love, there is neither worry nor fear."

"In this life, greed is the word. Ordinary people are greedy for wealth and safety, and seekers of Taoism are greedy for longevity. I, I only want to live a good life. It doesn't need to be long or short, and it is enough if I don't regret it."

The breeze was blowing, He Zi looked sideways, the woman's brows and eyes were transparent and soft, and her eyes were still as clear as a boy's.

Even though he was sick and weak all over his body, he still couldn't take away his bright appearance.

"Sometimes I really feel that you should be the one who seeks the Tao. The spiritual root of my body has really wronged it." He Fangyi has long known that he is not suitable for cultivating immortals.

When the old Taoist accepted him back then, it was just for the sake of taking it easy.

It's just because there are people looking after that dilapidated Taoist temple.

Later, when the old Taoist left, he left nothing but one sentence, "Don't let obsession destroy yourself."

Don't let obsessions destroy you.

He was not suitable for cultivating the Tao. He struggled for more than ten years without achieving anything. His parents were sad and died early.

It was just devastated.

He has been persistently searching for immortals for so many years, what happened in the end?

Except for the lonely courage and persistence, everything is like quicksand between fingers, without a trace with the wind.

Did you ask him if he regretted it?maybe.

If you ask him to do it again, will he still be like this?meeting.

Maybe it's not worth it, maybe you get nothing, but sometimes, the courage and persistence full of courage are not invaluable.

Left and right hands, left and right of the balance.

It's just a trade-off.

He Fangyi is just glad that he still has someone who can make amends.

It is precisely because of this that he is more concerned about gains and losses. Once Huanniang leaves, he is destined to live alone in this world.

Huanniang is such a transparent and intelligent person, she can see through Yi Yi's panic at a glance.

But she looked away, without any thought of comfort.

Just as she said back then, the past is wiped out.

What He Fangyi owed her has already been paid off, as for her father and mother, that is not something she can decide.

"He Chuyi, after I'm gone, go back and see your parents."

It is them that you should explain more.

Where is Yi Moran, since he buried his parents that year, he hasn't returned for many years.

He... is a coward.

For a moment, it seemed that only the fluttering lotus leaves in the pond were left in the small courtyard.

Huanniang seemed to be tired, and slowly closed her eyes, her breathing was so shallow that she didn't exist.

He Xiyi peeled one orange after another until the whole white porcelain plate was piled up.

The wind after the summer rain is soft, carrying the fragrance of lotus, which lulls people to sleep.

The years in the courtyard are quiet and good.

"Tuk! Tuk! Tuk!"

The sudden knock on the door, like a stone falling into a pond, stirred up a splash of water, breaking the tranquility of the courtyard.

He Wuyi focused his eyes back to his senses, slightly surprised, the gate of the courtyard is hundreds of steps away, how could it be so clear to his ears?
Suddenly, he seemed to remember something again, his eyes lit up slightly, and the expression on his face brightened a bit.

On the bamboo rocking chair, the eye feathers of the raccoon girl who was about to fall asleep trembled slightly.

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