too affectionate

Chapter 305
"Order the twelve golden immortals and 24 divine envoys in the temple to immediately hold a grand ceremony for the succession of the new statue, and open the gate of the hall at the time of tomorrow, and the true god will come out of the mountain and accept the worship of all people."

The young man's voice was clear and indifferent, without the slightest emotion, but people couldn't help but want to be convinced, just like running water, passing a stone without a trace, but dripping water can wear through a stone.

Washed away the last immaturity and vigor, this voice is as clear as jade, but it is like ashes scattered on the ground, lifeless.

These words are the starting point for the new venerable to start his divine journey, and it is also the end point of the young man's own life.

Joy, anger, sorrow, joy, joys and sorrows, it's over now.

"Master Heng...? Master Heng!"

At this moment, a soft call of searching pulled Hengli out of the endless vortex of memories, only then did Hengli realize that the surrounding temples had long since disappeared, replaced by brightly lit streets of Kyoto, bustling with people, Crowd.

After the crowd boiled, they still had a joyful and festive residual warmth, separating the quiet and cold two people.

In Heng Li's arms, there is also Wanyan, Wanyan who is hugged tightly, that Wanyan who was almost never seen again eight years ago today.

Eight years have passed, and the young man who was covered in scars back then is still full of scars, and the scars all over his body have not been healed at all.

For his responsibilities, he is also fulfilling them perfectly; and for his life, he does not accept more, but he is also relieved and numb.

Suddenly withdrawing from the bloody glacier-like memories and returning to the dimly lit reality, Heng Li opened her eyes and stared blankly for a moment before she calmed down.

"Huh...?" Heng Li responded softly, her voice was a little hoarse, it sounded soft and soft.

"You're hugging me too tightly, I can't breathe..." Wanyan moved her little head on Heng Li's shoulder, and complained in a low voice: "Also, if we don't tie the red silk again, my lord, the fireworks will go away." The ceremony is coming to an end!"

Although she complained, she was not annoyed, with bright charm and reproach.

Heng Li raised her eyes slightly, only to realize that the prosperous world of fireworks in the sky had come to an end, and only scattered lights and shadows were left falling from the sky, like lost meteors, composing the solitude after the glory.

"That's right..." Heng Li replied in a low voice, as if she just realized that, the hand holding Wanyan slowly fell, and finally let go of his last straw, "Then let's go..."

After saying that, Heng Li turned around and was about to leave, but was stopped by Wanyan.

"grown ups."

Wanyan raised her eyes and called out, the smile on her face restrained, she raised her hand, and touched Heng Li's cheek, with the soft thumb of her thumb, she gently wiped away a drop of tear from the corner of Heng Li's left eye .

very cool.

"What the hell happened?"

Wanyan asked, her eyes met Shang Hengli's, and there was nothing but distress and concern in her eyes.

Only then did Heng Li realize that she had shed tears.

These tears did not fall in the frozen memory, but because the person who had been cold for a long time was suddenly warmed, and fell unconsciously, and I didn't even notice it.

Seeing Wanyan's expression of not giving up until she got an answer, Heng Li smiled faintly, reached out and gently took Wanyan's little hand off her face, and held it in her hand.

"Nothing happened, everything is fine."

Heng Li said lightly, her voice was so sincere and calm that one couldn't help but believe it.

Heng Li didn't lie.

As long as you are here, this world is nothing but absurdity, how bad can it be.

But Wanyan naturally didn't believe it, and asked the bottom line: "Then why haven't you heard from me for so long, and you suddenly returned to Beijing at this time?" As she spoke, Wanyan pointed to the faint blood stains on Heng Li's white clothes, her voice tensed. Shao, "And where did your injury come from? Is it important? Otherwise, I will take you home first, and ask the doctor to take a look!"

While talking, Wanyan took Heng Li's hand and was about to go home, but Heng Li pulled her back with a little force.

"It didn't matter to me at first, if I went to the Xuanfu so rashly, I might be called out by the Xuanshang Shu." Heng Li joked with a faint smile, trying her best to appear calm and breezy.

Wanyan thought about it carefully, although what Heng Li said was exaggerated, it was not unreasonable, so she felt distressed through the clothes where Heng Li's blood was, and still asked worriedly: "Is it really all right?"

"It really doesn't matter." Heng Li nodded, her tone resolute.

"Is this an injury from going out to handle a case?" Wanyan raised her face and asked.

Facing Wanyan's question, Heng Li was silent for a few seconds, and finally shook his head lightly, and simply replied: "No."

Although saying this might make Wanyan suspicious, but looking at Wanyan's bright eyes, how could Heng Li have the heart to lie to her.

In fact, there is no need for Heng Li to say, Wanyan also knows it is not.

Wanyan just seemed to touch it casually, but in fact she released a very small amount of determination to test Heng Li's body, and found that what Heng Li suffered was not a skin injury, nor a muscle injury, but an internal injury.

Heng Li's internal strength is unfathomable, and there are only a handful of people in the entire continent who can cause internal injuries to him, and none of them will appear on Heng Li's trip.

"Then you should take good care of your wounds, and don't use your muscles too much recently." Wanyan patted her hat lightly, and ended the topic in a considerate manner.

Although the worry in Wanyan's heart has not been alleviated at all, and her doubts have not been answered, but Wanyan can clearly feel the reason for this, and Heng Li doesn't want to say it.

At this moment, the last fireworks also left the night, returning the night completely, and the sky completely dimmed.

Only then did Wanyan repent as if she had just woken up from a dream: "Oh! It's too bad, we didn't hang the red silk on the bridge before the fireworks festival!"

Seeing Wanyan slapping her thigh in remorse, Heng Li couldn't help smiling, and wordlessly picked up the red silk in her hand, the fluorescent light in her left hand shone slightly, tearing a small gap in the night.

The red silk was slowly hanging in the palm of Heng Li's hand, and then the red threads in the red silk were pulled out one by one, turning into thousands of threads, floating in the night wind like prayer flags with scriptures written on them. , leisurely, with hot colors.

"Wow..." Wanyan looked at Heng Li's palm strangely, with her small eyes glued to it, staring closely at Heng Li's movements.

Immediately after Heng Li's fingers curled up slightly, the tens of thousands of red silk ribbons seemed to be given life, dancing in the night wind, fluttering, converging, interlacing, holding the slightly cold night wind And the full light of the stars and lights finally merged into a red concentric knot, hanging in the air.

Heng Li's hand sank slightly, and the concentric knot slowly fell into Heng Li's palm.

"It's so beautiful!" Wanyan was so fascinated by the sight that she couldn't help clapping her hands.

(End of this chapter)