In Yuanshen, no one understands holy relics better than me

When someone asks: "After so many years, are you still waiting for him?"

Grandma Ruoxin would laugh "haha": "Haha, who knows... After all, it doesn't matter if you are old..."

Xia Tian wondered whether the him of Grandma Ruoxin was the real great adventurer "Stanley".

Now that I think about it, it would be such a luxury to be able to stay together safe and sound in this different world full of dangers everywhere.

At the time of emotion, Xia Tian has already climbed up the high platform behind the village chief's house from the stairs.

There was an old house there that had aged.

Even though it is dilapidated, you can still vaguely see the glory of the year, and it should have been a wealthy family in the past.

The overall structure is very old. Fortunately, the mountain next to it is a whole piece of rock, so there should be no danger of landslides.

In the yard in front of the house, a man in his late thirties was sitting on a stone bench, thinking hard.

After approaching, he could hear him muttering softly: "How can I write a novel well?"

It is a very beautiful and romantic thing to be able to express the stories in my mind in a reasonable way and get the approval of others.

But very few people can do it.

Xia Tian can't answer such a profound question, if he could answer, he would have become a novelist long ago.

Sensing that someone was coming, Master Chang Jiu raised his eyes, which were full of hostility and vigilance: "Who are you? Is there something wrong? Tell me something!"

Seems very reluctant to be disturbed.

Xia Tian thought for a few seconds, and casually found a reason: "I picked up a few manuscript papers in Wuwangpo, and someone said they belonged to you, so I sent them to you..."

Chang Jiuye was very impatient: "Manuscript paper? I often throw some waste manuscripts there to be destroyed. Why do you pick them up on purpose! Are young people so idle these days?"

If it weren't for knowing the secret behind it, probably no one would be able to bear such a guy who thinks highly of himself and is not polite!

"Because I can't read the words clearly, and I don't know what it is, so I put it here first." Xia Tian put the manuscript paper given by Xiao Jiujiu directly on the stone table.

Chang Jiuye stretched out his hand in displeasure one second, ready to flip the waste paper aside, but the next second his arm hovered in the air.

He widened his eyes, staring at the manuscript paper that he couldn't see clearly, his lips were trembling with excitement.

He hastily called Xia Tian who was about to leave: "Wait... Where did you get these manuscripts?"

"They said they picked it up at Wuwangpo..." Because of lying, Xia Tian shifted his gaze elsewhere.

"Impossible, these... These are the stories I wrote to my sister, at least 20 years ago..." Chang Jiuye shook his head in denial.

Xia Tian was surprised by the time.

20 years... It turns out that it has been 20 years since Xiao Jiujiu died, and Xiao Jiujiu has existed in the state of soul for 20 years.

The train of thought is gradually clear.

At that time, Chang Jiuye, who was still the "Ninth Brother", often took Xiao Jiujiu together to destroy waste manuscripts by the river.

Those densely packed papers filled with stories may be waste manuscripts for Brother Jiu, but for Xiao Jiujiu, these are all stories in Brother Jiu's mind.

No matter good or bad, every place is Jiu Ge's wish, so keep it well.

But Brother Jiu is a serious person, and will destroy the bad ones. He only wants to write the best stories.

Therefore, every time Xiao Jiujiu would pick up the waste manuscript after Brother Jiu threw it away, and then keep it safe.

But... once, after Brother Jiu had gone far away, Xiao Jiujiu slipped and fell into the water when he sneaked back to retrieve the manuscript paper.

Then, there is no then.

Chang Jiuye suddenly stood up straight, and asked Xia Tian loudly: "How did you get here!"

"..." Xia Tian couldn't hide it anymore, so he could only tell the truth: "It's just entrusted by others."

"Did she ask you to come?" Chang Jiuye muttered to himself, and then he seemed to suddenly realize it.

She smiled stupidly: "Hehe, so she still keeps... these useless manuscripts, what's the point of keeping them."

I probably had an inference in my heart, it must be that Xiao Jiujiu couldn't meet with me, so someone sent me the manuscript paper that has been kept for 20 years.

It's just that no matter what, he never expected that his little Jiujiu was no longer there.

Chang Jiuye didn't continue to ask any more questions.

Perhaps because of seeing things and thinking about others, his hostile attitude softened, and he confided emotionally: "You don't know... When I was young, this girl pestered me to tell him stories every day. I didn't have time to write before. So I wrote a beginning for him, let her read it first, and then write to her slowly when she has time... But that girl suddenly disappeared one day, and I couldn't find it no matter how hard I looked."

The more she spoke, the worse her tone became, and she even became angry: "It must be that her family doesn't like me, and she doesn't want her to be with me, so she found an opportunity to take him with her quietly, and the whole family took it lightly. The village has moved away..."

Is it a good thing to be misunderstood like this?Would it have been worse if the truth had been known?

"Do you want to see her? Maybe it's not like that..." Xia Tian wasn't sure if his self-assessment was correct, but at least he should give Chang Jiuye a chance to know the truth.

"No." Unexpectedly, Master Chang Jiu shook his head: "No, let them see it! When I get rich, they will definitely impress them, and then I will get the book I wrote for my sister. sold all over the world..."

Perhaps after 20 years, he heard the news of the girl again, and he talked about the future with an even passionate expression: "In this way, no matter where they live now, they can know that I am old and I am not the same me back then! "

Chang Jiuye clenched his fists: "Then, I will definitely be able to meet her. At that time... I will definitely meet again."

Meet again when you get ahead, it seems that many men like to set such a flag.

Both refused to meet for their own reasons.

You know, there are only a few hours left, which is already the last chance.

Xia Tian is just an outsider, so he can't say anything, he can only encourage regretfully: "Then come on."

People who write novels have sharper thinking, and Xia Tian's regretful tone made Chang Jiuye puzzled: "You..."

At the end of the silence, it turned into three words: "How is she?"

Xia Tian was stunned, not knowing how to answer this question, whether to say "you can see for yourself" or to be honest "she died 20 years ago".

In the end, the choice is not a deception of deceit: "She said she was fine and there was nothing to worry about."

"That's good...she said yes." Chang Jiuye took a deep breath and picked up his pen again, feeling overwhelmed with inspiration: "Then I have to finish this short book as soon as possible, and I will definitely become famous!"

"Yeah." Xia Tian was in a complicated mood, but there was nothing to say.

Xiao Jiujiu's commission has been successfully completed, let's go back next... Don't keep them waiting for too long.

After he turned around, Master Chang Jiu let go of the pen in his hand.

Chapter 470 20 Years of Wind and Moon

Contrary to when I went there, when I came back in the summer, I didn't look for shortcuts across the mountains, but chose to take the road honestly, which resulted in nearly double the time.

Taking advantage of these times, the Hall of Rebirth has already finished all the funeral ceremonies, and is waiting for the hall master to say "I am doing something of immeasurable merit" to end, and then I can go back home.

The two newcomers had a hard time recovering, Xiao Jiujiu tried to tease them mischievously, but in the end frightened them into fainting again.

Hey, how dare you come to the Hall of Life to apply for a job with such courage... Even Hall Master Hu couldn't help shaking his head and sighing.

Mandrill has already left, saying that he is going to the east to see the situation of "Longji Snow Mountain" and see if there are other crises.

Hu Tao is very familiar, and he can chat with every immortal he knows, but he is only a little afraid of Zhenjun Liuyun Borrowing Wind... This immortal seems to be covered with ice thorns, if you get too close, you will get hurt. Injuried.

She still went over to thank: "Thank you immortal for coming to help, if there is no immortal, that monster really doesn't know how to deal with it."

"Expelling evil spirits is a matter of duty." Liu Yun borrowed Feng Zhenjun to stand quietly on the top of the rock, as if he was absorbing the aura of heaven and earth.

With such an indifferent attitude, I really don't know how Xia Tian gets along with her... Hu Tao is so suspicious.

Because it is a relationship between immortals, every move has its own immortal power, which makes the extremely yin ghosts tremble.

Liuyun snorted softly with Feng Zhenjun, restraining the natural power as much as possible, so that Xiao Jiujiu would not have to hide behind Hutao all the time.

This kind of small detail changed Hu Tao's view of this fairy a lot.

There are footsteps, summer is back.

Hu Tao took Xiao Jiujiu to meet him immediately, and asked very concerned: "How is it? Has it been delivered?"

"En." Xia Tian raised his empty hands, indicating that he had sent the manuscript paper to the place where it should go.

Hu Tao patted Xia Tian's shoulder like a buddy, and praised in disbelief: "You really found that ninth brother? It's so fast, I spent several months, but I didn't find any news... Then It seems that if there is anything that needs to be found in the future, I can bother you?"

"It's just a coincidence that I've heard of this person..." Xia Tian jokingly retorted: "If you also need to find someone, it is recommended to report to the General Affairs Department! I am not a detective service agency."

The General Affairs Department is like 110, in short, everything is in charge.

It is precisely because everything is in charge, and the schedule and time are limited, most things that only affect individuals will naturally be delayed again and again.

"Cut, cheapskate, drink cold water." Hu Tao made a grimace and stuck out her tongue, still thanking Xia Tian for helping her friend from the bottom of her heart.

Because of Hu Tao's guarantee, Xiao Jiujiu did not doubt the authenticity of Xia Tian's words.

She opened her mouth several times but held back, and finally asked in a low voice: "Brother Jiu...how is he now?"

After all, this is the most concerned issue.

Xia Tian said it easily: "Chang Jiuye...that is, Brother Jiu, recently moved back to Qingcezhuang. The scenery there is beautiful and the villagers are very enthusiastic. It should be okay!"

"Really, that's good..." Xiao Jiujiu was silent for a moment, then asked again: "Then is he still writing novels?"

"Yeah." Xia Tian nodded: "He said that he would continue to write until he became famous all over the world, so... In short, he will continue to work hard."

There was a pause in the speech. If Chang Jiuye's words were conveyed intact, it might only increase the sadness in vain.

"That's good." Xiao Jiujiu narrowed her eyes and smiled, bringing the warmth of spring.

It stands to reason that her wish has been fulfilled, and as a soul body, she should be able to let go of her worries and go to the realm of life and death.

But the "unrestrained fire" did not stop the burning process. From the very first finger, the whole forearm has been burned up to now.

And faster and faster &

"Xiao Jiujiu..." Hu Tao sensed something was wrong.

"I'm sorry, I lied." Xiao Jiujiu kept smiling and muttered to himself: "However, this is good, this is good..."

Such things as wishes cannot be concealed from oneself.

It's not that what you say ten thousand times can replace what you really think in your heart.

"Just send the manuscript paper back to Brother Jiu" is just one of the wishes.

Without seeing Brother Jiu, Xiao Jiujiu will never be able to get rid of his concern... What's more, even if he sees Brother Jiu, this concern may become more intense and he cannot extricate himself.

Between "Ninth Brother is sad after knowing the truth" and "Let yourself just dissipate like this", she chose the latter.

Suo Suo.

There are voices in the grass behind me

Both Liuyun Borrowing Feng Zhenjun and Xia Tian took a glance from the corner of their eyes, and they knew that someone was following them very early on.

"Little Jiujiu..."

It was Chang Jiuye who came out of the grass, his body was in a mess, stained with withered leaves, and his clothes were scratched in several places.

At the age of 30, he should have gotten married long ago, whether it was him or her.

Of course, Chang Jiuye believed in the friendship he once had, and he also believed in what Xiao Jiujiu once said that he would always be together when he grows up.

But I also understand that those are just the ignorant words of children.

In the face of reality, no one will really foolishly wait for a person they haven't seen in 20 years, waiting for such a mediocre person to become famous.

Chang Jiuye couldn't understand how strong he was, and most of the time he spoke wild words just to numb himself.

Today I received the draft of the novel that I gave to Xiao Jiujiu, probably because Xiao Jiujiu finally decided to abandon the previous relationship, and the two have nothing to do with each other since then.

Chang Jiuye knew that he shouldn't disturb Xiao Jiujiu's peaceful life anymore... But even if he knew, he still couldn't hold back and followed Xia Tian's back.

The lame follower came to Wuwangpo, thinking of taking a look from a distance, just take a look.

Then... I couldn't believe it.

Why is Xiao Jiujiu still the same as before?Why does it look so pale?Why does the body float like nothing? 20 years ago, what happened?

Chang Jiuye, who writes novels, and Chang Jiuye, who is four-dimensional and broad, how could he not guess the scene in front of him?

I can't hold back completely.

He rushed out of the grass, as if he had found the scene of "Xiao Jiujiu Trapped in the Ravine".

All of a sudden, his eyes were red, his lips were trembling, and he couldn't make a sound, as if his voice had been stolen by someone.

"Brother Jiu..." Xiao Jiujiu was also stunned.