In the eleventh year, Ye Chen returned to Zhuxian Town.

The first time he went to Yang's Mansion.

It has been ten years since Xiao Yanglan still has not grown up. She looks like two or three years old, but she still looks so pink, but it makes Lao Yang's hair white. If he can't grow up in his whole life, he can't stand it and is still waiting to hug his grandson? It's not that he and Xia Lan led the child out. If they don't know, they all think it's his grandson. The people of Zhuxian Town were surprised at first, but after a long time, they got used to it.

"This time, you have been away for a long time!" In the pavilion, Mr. Yang cooked wine and smiled, "I haven't seen you for ten years, I really miss you."

"You... are much older." Ye Chen smiled. Yang Ge's gray hair could not be hidden. However, compared to the same age, Lao Yang is still better. Now Yang Ge's old man is over 70 years old, and this is all thanks to the method of cultivating the mind he preached in his early years.

"The same is true for you." Old Master Yang smiled. This is true. Although Ye Chen is a half-immortal, he did not deliberately hide his oldness. There are silver silk on his temples, which is the mark that should have in these twenty years.

Ye Chen smiled, took a sip of wine, and the person who was squirting towards Xia Lan.

When he left ten years ago, the yy fairy pattern in Xia Lan had gradually declined. Ten years have passed, although the yy fairy pattern is still there, it has been mostly defeated. He could see that Xia Lan's body was too weak, his face was quite pale, and he looked sick.

Xia Lan chuckled, she had already seen it. She had lived for twenty years and was a gift from the immortal.

Soon, Yang Xuan and the other two came. This time they became sensible and came with wine. They were also gray-haired, and even immortals could not stop the passing of time, let alone mortals.

"It's been ten years. Do you really have to wait until we get buried in peace?" Shangguan Jiu didn't seem to say, what about the promised cultivation of immortals? Year after year, the flowers that have been waiting for have faded.

"While you are still young, wait for j years longer." Ye Chen smiled.

He heard this, Yang Xuan almost lifted the table. You are so stupid, are you kidding us?

At night, Ye Chen left Yang's mansion and walked slowly on the street. After walking and returning, there were many familiar faces missing on the street. The old man who should be old was already in peace. He wanted to wait for him to return and count the divination, but unfortunately, he didn't last until that time.

Ye Chen said nothing, wearing a cloak, and walked by quietly, like a passerby.

When he arrived at the door of the house, he stopped at the entrance of the small garden opposite.

Through the gap in the garden door, he could see a young man holding a doll, looking up at the stars, and on one side, there was a nv child, sewing clothes and f, sometimes looking at this side, showing a gentle smile.

The children of those days also grew up and got married.

Until now, Ye Chen didn't know what his name was, so he wanted to call him Qi reincarnation, which means the reincarnation of King Qi.

Who would have thought that the prince of the King of Qi, who led his troops to surround Zhuxian Town, lived in Zhuxian Town with another identity. If such a thing is spread, most people would not believe it.

Through the wall door, he only saw the family of three, but did not see Qi's reincarnation grandfather. When he left ten years ago, the old man was still there, but when he returned ten years later, he had already passed away.

Ye Chen returned to his own small garden without disturbing him.

After ten years of returning, many miscellaneous cs were born in the garden. The spiders in the house formed layer after layer, and the dust on the tables and chairs was also clearly visible, and it was desolate to see them.

In the early morning, Ye Chen set off his outfit early.

When I heard the martial arts mythology, the people of Zhuxian Town gathered together and lined up in a long line.

This was the case for three days.

Blink, ten more

In the spring and autumn of the year, all those who should be old are old, and all those who should be fallen down have fallen down. For example, Xia Lan is no longer able to get out of bed, and a terminally ill person has lost the strength to get up. The yy fairy pattern has already failed 90% of the time.

Mr. Yang asked him to come every day, saying that he was coming to fortune telling, but in fact, he wanted to invite Ye Chen to treat Xia Lan. Perhaps it was his most normal family. One NV son could not grow up no matter how big he grew up, and the other one was often sick, and he was even more powerless.

Ye Chen went to see him J times, but he remained silent. Not to mention that he was a half-immortal, even if he was not sealed, he could not save Xia Lan. Just like him back then, the time came, and the gods could not keep it.

Xia Lan was still very tenacious. She lay on the hospital bed and lasted for another three to five years.

That night, Ye Chen was carving a wood carving under an old tree. Yang Ge Lao came hurriedly with a crutch. He was panicked and pulled Ye Chen away.

Ye Chen did not resist, as if he knew where Mr. Yang was going to take him.

Calculate the time, Xia Lan’s deadline is also coming.

This is true. Xia Lan on the hospital bed is already full of bones and white hair. Her beautiful eyes that were so clear that she was now turbid. Her peerless face was also covered with age spots, and even her lips were a little chapped. Her vitality was extremely dim, and her breath was sometimes gone, as if she would leave the world in the next moment.

Seeing Ye Chen coming, Xia Lanyu stood up, and finally felt powerless and just smiled far-fetchedly.

Ye Chen said nothing and couldn't bear it. He witnessed it with his own eyes... A beautiful nv boy who was so charming and dying in such a twilight year will die tonight.

"My friend, save her." Old Master Yang stepped forward and knelt down with a bang. His words were choked, his old body trembled, and his old face was filled with tears.

Ye Chen helped Yang Ge Lao up, but shook his head helplessly, "Birth, old age, sickness and death are natural laws, so I am powerless."

At this moment, the old man Yang Ge's body relaxed instantly, as if he had no spiritual support. He couldn't even stand firmly, and felt that the whole world was dark.

Ye Chen sighed and retreated silently, leaving the last time to this couple.

There was only a family of three left in the room. Xiao Yanglan was sleeping soundly in the cradle, sleeping peacefully, and sometimes she would mutter to her mother in a dream.

Old Yang Ge Lao sat at the head of the bed, carefully helped Xia Lan up, and let him snuggle in his arms.

"Don't do this, everyone will die." Xia Lan smiled gently, but she was weak, her eyes were shaking and could close at all times. The yy fairy pattern that supported her to live was slowly dissipating the last bit of fairy light.

"You still have to walk ahead of me." Old Yang Ge's voice was hoarse and extremely vicissitudes of life.

"Honey, I'm already dead!" Xia Lan smiled, but her eyes were filled with mist. She finally told this secret that had been hidden for more than 30 years.

"I know, I knew it thirty-three years ago." Yang Ge Lao smiled warmly, and was surprisingly calm, "You are my q, and you are with your bed, how could I not know?"

Xia Lan cried and laughed, and realized that this thirty-three years was a play. She hid it from him and he was willing to be deceived.

As the deadline is approaching, she raised her eyes with difficulty, looked at the cradle, looked at her sleeping child, and wanted to hug her again. As a mother, she had not waited until NV's son got married, and she could not see her growing up. She should be a little beauty, she should look very much like her, and many families should come to propose marriage...

"My husband, will you wait for me in the next life?"

"meeting."

"Then I will be my husband again in the next life." Xia Lan smiled tenderly, but her whisper gradually weakened until her last gaze disappeared in her eyes.

After thirty-three years, she finally closed her eyes and made a promise for the next life. Only two lines of tears melted the love of this life and crossed her old and sad cheeks.

Old Yang Ge Lao hugged him tightly, and was still talking slowly, carrying the warmth of the old days, saying the vicissitudes of love, as if talking to himself, and as if saying to Xia Lan, remembering them, telling their passionate love, bit by bit, accompanied by the passing years, j weaving a beautiful marriage.

Outside the room, Ye Chen couldn't help sighing as he heard the whispers.

Yang Xuan, Shangguan Jiu and Ling Feng were also there, and they all carried their bodies on their backs, unable to bear to listen anymore.

After a long time, there was no sign of Mr. Yang, and the four of them had not disturbed him. They had to give him time to say goodbye to Qzi.

"Mom, wake up and play with me."

I don’t know when I heard Zhin’s voice. It was Xiao Yanglan, who woke up from her sleep. At this moment, she was lying on the head of the bed, shaking Xialan with her little hands. Unfortunately, her gentle mother could no longer open her eyes and look at her.

Ye Chen turned around and left silently.

In the next three days, he had not set up a fortune teller, nor had he been to Yang's mansion. He only heard that the old Yang was crying heart-wrenchingly and fainted. Until the lid of the coffin was closed, he was still lying in front of Xia Lanling and crying bitterly.

Accompanied by the sound of suona, white paper money spilled all over the streets.

On the day of Xia Lan's funeral, people were standing on both sides of the road, hiding to wipe away tears. Xia Lan was kind-hearted during her lifetime, just like a nv Bodhisattva, helping the poor many times, and her death made people sad.

Ye Chen had not left the house, but only carved his wood carvings quietly.

On the fifth day, I heard someone knocking on the door.

The person who came was Yang Fan, who was adopted by Yang Ge Lao. Now he is in middle age and has already started a family and established a career, inheriting Lao Yang's mantle.

"Senior, go and persuade your father! He has been kneeling in front of his mother's grave for three days and three nights." Yang Fan said hopefully.

Ye Chen didn't say anything, sighed, put down the carving knife, got up and left the small garden.

There was a forest outside Zhuxian Town, and he appeared again.

Xia Lan's grave is inside, it is the cemetery she chose herself.

Before he could enter, Ye Chen heard the sound of the erhu, and the person who pulled the string was Yang Ge Lao. His voice was filled with grief and the forests. Even the birds fell on the branches when they heard it and did not fly away for a long time.

Ye Chen walked in slowly and saw Yang Ge Lao from afar. His white hair was messy and he was sitting in front of Xia Lan's grave, with his back hunched and trembling.

Everyone says that one year is a piano, two years of flute, three years of pipa, five years of zheng, and one erhu is played for a lifetime. Now Yang Ge Lao is like this. He plays the erhu, but he carries his vicissitudes.

Ye Chen stepped forward, clicked Yang Ge Lao x-speak, causing him to fall asleep, and left the forest with his back.

After he left, a beautiful figure transformed in front of the grave, which was an evil demon.

There was a nv son beside the demon. After a closer look, it turned out that it was Donghuang Taixin.

"Can you be resurrected?" said the evil demon.

"No." Dong Huang Taixin's tone of reply was quite certain.

"You must know the secret of this ancient star." The evil demon said, and brushed his hands with three musks, cha in front of Xia Lan's grave.

Unfortunately, musk cannot be ignited, or Xia Lan cannot bear it.

"The cycle of reincarnation here seems to be there and not, and it is difficult to break." Donghuang Taixin shook her head gently.

The evil demon also shook his head and smiled, "The chess game of the human king is indeed a fate that will be taken away by heaven."
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