Stunning at Every Step: Sheng Chong Ghost Princess

Chapter 735 Extra Story, Reunion Under the Peach Tree

Chu Ziyan.

This is a dream, it must be just a reincarnation in a dream.

In the duel with the ghost king, Lingguang Shenjun finally raised his sword and killed him, gods and ghosts have different ways, that is the ending they couldn't reverse, isn't it?
But this person in front of him not only looks exactly like that person, even his name is so familiar.

She couldn't figure out whether this was reality, or a dream she had been sleeping for many years without waking up, or was the time in this human world going backwards?

She is the God of Lingguang.

It was 190 years since she killed the ghost king.

After that day, she fell into a deep sleep for a hundred years, and spent the remaining 99 years retreating to thank guests in the name of healing, until not long ago, the stars in the southern sky were different, and Mr. Nandou Xing asked her to help her out of the customs. A letter from Kong Yinxue.

After that battle, Kong Yinxue went back to Kongsang to assist King Kongsang in governing the country together.According to Duer, he would come to Suzaku Heaven occasionally and write letters often, but he never met her because she thanked her for not seeing her.

Ye Shi returned to the Nanshan Temple, started anew as a tomb keeper, walked the worlds of yin and yang, eradicated demons, gained a lot of offerings, continued the prestige of the tomb keeper, and became a sacred seat believed in and respected by people.

Xueer's most recent letter said, February [-], I will wait for you at the painting boat in Taohuawu, Jinling.

Taohuawu?
Looking back, I realized that it has been a long time. The last time I was in Taohuawu was... 200 years ago, Zhao Mingyue accompanied Chu Ziyan to enjoy the peach blossoms. Yan together entered the Peach Blossom Forest of the underworld.

It turns out that time has passed so long, but the memory is as fresh as yesterday.

In the past 99 years, she was least willing to recall the past, but the memories are like an addiction, engraved in her heart, imprinted in her mind, and penetrated deep into her bones.She also doesn't want to touch any object about Hou Xiri, and has been waiting for the forgetting to come.

First wait is 99 years.

When I saw the place name Jinling Taohuawu, I couldn't say it, but I still used Xueer as an excuse to come here.

Three thousand peach trees are burning and blooming, dyed the spring water and the banks on both sides are as bright red as clouds.

The spring is as old as before, and the flowers are as old as before, but no flower-like person smiles at her again.

The wind is the same as before, the water is the same as before, it's just the spring breeze and spring water, and it can no longer be the rippling clear waves of the past.

She boarded the painting boat, but there was no shadow of Kongyinxue, so she took a boat ride along the river to enjoy the tour. The peach blossoms on both sides of the river were a little different from those in the past. When you look closely, you can see that the petals are heavy, and they are a little more graceful and enchanting.

The Peach Blossom seems to be different, because after the construction of the flower gallery along the river, the river seems to have been housed a lot, with less natural traces and more human traces.

There are tourists frolicking on both sides of the strait, women burying flowers, lovers snuggling, families traveling together, and old women walking alone.

All kinds of people are not familiar with it.

This Taohuawu is indeed not what it was back then.

It turns out that things are not right and people are wrong, but things are not right and people are wrong.

As with man, so with God.It's just that God's lifespan is longer, and his longing will be longer, and the same is true for remembrance.

When the boat docked, she left the boat, knowing that things are not people, but she still stubbornly searched for the traces of the past on the mountain, because she knew that the next time she went down to the mortal world, she didn't know when it would be, and it would only be farther away or not closer.

It's just that the short 200 years are enough to change the vicissitudes of human beings. She walked for a day and couldn't find even a familiar path.

Sunset West Mountain.

She was about to leave in disappointment when she suddenly saw a few mountain peaches that were nearing the end of their flowering period. The extremely pink ones under the young leaves were actually the peach trees that buried the fragrant bone peach blossom pillow.

The old peach tree is a little thin and thin, but the flowers are still tender and the leaves are green and clear.

Standing under this peach tree, she couldn't help thinking of the little monk's robe under the peach tree and the bamboo letter he hung on the peach branch. She looked at the height of the bamboo tube, closed her eyes and said softly:
"At that time and that day in this mountain, we met under the peach blossom tree for the first time. I saw immortals planting peach trees, but never heard of immortals looking at the flowers. I look forward to the immortals' care, and the peach blossoms laugh at the spring breeze every day. Extra red."

After reading it, I saw the picture of him piercing his heart with a sword, and the side of him turning into black petals.

Suddenly felt that the peach blossoms were dazzling and hurriedly turned around...

The person who had just disappeared in her eyes was standing in front of her.

The eyebrows are picturesque, and the country is all over the city.

He didn't even dare to eyes, afraid that he would shatter in the blink of an eye, so he just looked at it like that, a ecstatic look appeared on his face, he bowed his hands to salute her, and apologized to her for being abrupt.

In fact, she didn't hear anything, but saw that he was not the same as before, turned into a dream, she asked him in a low voice.

"Who are you?"

She didn't cry, but her voice was so choked that even she couldn't hear it clearly, so he said a little shyly and gently, "Please say it again if I didn't hear you clearly."

Trying to swallow her throat, she asked again: "What's your name?"

He said: "My surname is Chu and my name is Ziyan. My servant is Chu Ziyan."

Isn't this a dream?
"Everything that exists is like a dream bubble. It is like dew and electricity. It should be viewed in this way."

Lingguang Shenjun closed his eyes, there will never be exactly the same people in this world, even if they have the same appearance and name, they must not be the same person.

"When you count to three and open your eyes, he is still there, so you believe he is real."

She was talking to herself, writing one, two, and three very seriously in her heart, and opened her eyes.

The man standing in front of her curled up his mouth and smiled, just like back then.

Lingguang Shenjun wanted to laugh, but he turned his mouth so sad, Fangzheng is a fake, so she can do whatever she wants, can't she?
The corners of his eyes were a little wet, but he smiled and said to Chu Ziyan: "Do as I say, and if it's the same, I will really treat you well."

Chu Ziyan was slightly taken aback. This person was indeed the same as he had sketched, but his words and deeds were quite weird, but why not do as he said, he raised his hand and smiled at her: "Okay."

"To the left."

Chu Ziyan turned left.

"turn back."

Chu Ziyan turned to the right.

"turn back."

Chu Ziyan smiled helplessly, but turned back patiently and gracefully, with his back to God Lingguang, and when he heard her "turn forward and backward", he suddenly raised his eyebrows and looked at the person behind him.

Are you sure he wasn't playing tricks on him?
He was still being teased by her so full of joy.

But looking back, she saw Lingguang Shenjun's eyes wet with laughter, and when he looked back at her, she raised her hand to hold her brow: "Don't look at me..."

His smile faded away.

She lowered her head and said with a smile, "Don't look at me, at this time..."

But he turned to face her, showing a worried look: "Are you okay?"

One sentence made Lingguang Shenjun put his face in his hands, buried his head in his palm, and his shoulders were twitching frequently. He saw tears running down her chin and palm, and fell into the soil. For some reason, he followed her. It was extremely uncomfortable.

But I don't know how to comfort him.

So I stood there and looked at the person who refused to cry.

Suddenly, I remembered that the owner of Louchuan just said that his surname was Zhao, and he was also here to find someone, but now I saw her standing alone under the peach tree, reciting the poem of never seeing each other again, probably she was just like him. Looking for the missing half.

"Just now I heard that the young master is looking for someone, can't you find him?"

Find someone?

Yes.

Correct.

"I can't find him, I can't find him again."

However, he felt that he had found it, and it was her in front of him.Unfortunately, the person she was looking for was not herself.

"I live in the north of the west of Jinling City. If you don't mind, you can go to the mansion to make some adjustments. I will do my best to help you find the person you are looking for."

"Then the person I'm looking for is you?"

Chu Ziyan was rather flattered: "Really?"

Lord Lingguang, who buried his head in his palm, smiled helplessly. Why does it feel like this dream is so real?Palm rubbed his eyes.

She knew very well in her heart that time had not turned back. Even though this place was still called Jinling, it was not the Jinling of Chu State but Suliang Jinling. More than 200 years had passed since the time of the Chu Ziyan she knew.

So this Chu Ziyan...

How could it be true?
But if it is not true, how can the person in front of him explain it?

Have you ever had such a dream?In the dream, you pinched yourself, thinking that if it hurts, then it’s not a dream, and then you were really pinched, but it’s still a dream.

At this moment, her thoughts are very clear, but is it possible that she is already thinking about it?

She looked at Chu Ziyan for a long time: "Is there a pear tree in your house?"

How does he know?
"Yes, it's the season of flowers blooming now, do you want..." Chu Ziyan said here, suddenly a little shy, but only paused for a moment before looking at him openly, "I invite you to come to the house to enjoy the pear blossoms, but it is good?"

"……it is good."

Chu Ziyan felt the joy of clenching his fist, and made her an invitation.

Lord Lingguang walked by him, and how many petals rolled up under his feet, Chu Ziyan couldn't help but his eyes warmed up, and he followed her, and stood side by side with her in the peach forest in full bloom, the spring breeze blew his face, warming his heart at once, That kind of empty into the dry well meets the water is rising little by little.

Didn't he look at the man in white beside him, the encounter in the world is so wonderful, just like meeting someone he has been dreaming about, he doesn't look over, every time he looks over, he can get her response, can meet her When you look at it once, the joy rises again. This is called...

Chu Ziyan couldn't describe it, he caught a glimpse of the peach blossom beside him, and smiled to himself.

This is called, elated.

Meng Lu is still leading the carriage, and Xuan Huang is the guard.

If this is the reincarnation of human life, why is it still the same as before?

God is Lingguang Shenjun, she also somewhat blurred the passage of time, the method was really still the time when they were still there, and she and Chu Ziyan rode in a carriage together, walking in the world of flowers and flowers.

It's still Prince Yan's Mansion.

It's just that the plaque reads "Chu House", the housekeeper Zhouquan opened the door for them, and the guard who greeted them was Ni Xiang, but the person who waited on them was actually... Li Xiuxiu.

Meng Lu's deceased wife in his previous life, he sent her across the Naihe Bridge, and sent her reincarnated to marry someone else, but today in Yan Wang's mansion, he saw the two of them in love.

A few pear-white petals floated above the head, and the branches of the old pear tree were still overflowing with flowers.

Among the loose flowers, she seemed to see the appearance of a 14-year-old boy walking through the flowers. Suddenly, she turned her head and smiled innocently at the person behind her who was overwhelmed by the country, and then the person behind kept walking slowly. As soon as I felt it, I took a bigger step, and a little faster until I knew that I was shoulder to shoulder with her.

Then they went farther and farther, and finally disappeared at the end of the pear blossom.

In fact, this is also very good.

They just...returned to their original positions, he became a human being, and she was still a god, so...that's fine.

(End of this chapter)