Long live my wife [rebirth]

Keep in mind our website and wish you all a happy reading!Don't forget to spread the word.

"I came here a few days ago, looked at the tree, and finally said to look at God's will."

"Then..." Xie Qingchen hesitated a little, he patted the back of Liu Chusong's hand lightly, motioning her to wait for him outside.After the people went out, Xie Qingchen said: "Then sister didn't intend to bring that Taoist priest who harmed Miss Lu to justice?"

"His master came to me and said that he would naturally deal with his apprentice." Xie Zhaoyu said.

"But don't you want him to pay the price? He is the one who killed Miss Lu with his own hands. If the Taoist cheated my sister, wouldn't it be..."

"I never thought about it, but now the only one who can save Zhong Ling is Liufan's master." Xie Chaoyu stretched out his hand and rubbed the center of his brows, and said hoarsely: "It is not certain whether Zhong Ling can wake up now, the hope I can entrust Everything has been entrusted, and I only hope that Zhong Ling can come back, but...but it's almost Chinese New Year, and there is still no news of her coming back."

"I thought she really needed to rest, but then I wondered if she was angry with me and didn't want to come back to see me at all." Xie Zhaoyu looked tired, she put her fingers on the corner of the table, The voice rustled like cold wind blowing through a broken paper window, "When she finally left me, she couldn't hear, speak, or see. I don't know what she wanted to say to me, and she said nothing to me. Can't hear it, so I really don't know if she's still resenting me..."

"Miss Lu is such a good girl, she definitely wants to go back to her sister." Xie Qingchen comforted: "Just don't bother thinking about it, my sister, don't talk about it if you are exhausted, even if Miss Lu really After coming back, I can't take good care of her anymore."

"Well, I know all of this." Xie Zhaoyu was a little dazed, her eyes drifted out of the window, wandering aimlessly, "Go out and do your work, I'll go to Baiji Temple later."

"Sister, are you alone?" Xie Qingchen was a little surprised when he heard this, and he said, "I'll go with you..."

"No need." Xie Chaoyu shook her head, she said dumbly: "I should go by myself, whether you ask me clearly, or let me die... I have to ask."

Xie Qingchen couldn't help it, said a few words of advice and took Liu Chusong away.Xie Zhaoyu was the only one left in the room again. She went back to the table, and slowly groped under the flat scroll, when her fingertips suddenly touched something cold, she pulled out the red thread together, rounded The jade pendant fell into her palm in an instant.

"Qingchen has already given his emerald green jade pendant to his wife." Xie Zhaoyu rubbed the crystal clear white jade lightly, with unconcealable sadness in his eyes, "What about you, I have always left this piece for you." Your jade, you don't want it anymore."

Xie Zhaoyu tightly held the piece of jade, closed his eyes and thought for an unknown amount of time, and finally picked up a pure white cloak from the side, and stepped out.

The mountains and forests are overlapping, cold and damp, and the gravel road is covered with last night's snowflakes, like a long white snake, leading to the Baiji Temple in Qushan.

In the smog filled with white mist, the horse's hooves touched the ground, leaving a series of neat hoof prints.Xie Zhaoyu was sitting on the horseback, the cold wind whizzed past her, some velvet hung on the branches beside her, and some piled up under the tree.For some reason, the snow in Qushan is always very thick, and it seems that the further you go, the more difficult it is to walk. Xie Chaoyu covered the hat on his back and finally reached the stone steps.

The top of Qushan is Baiji Temple, which requires 99 steps to reach. Xie Zhaoyu can hardly see the end, and there are only foggy snowflakes in front of him.

She tied up the horses, carried her thick skirt, and walked to the top of the mountain step by step.

Xie Zhaoyu had never been to Baiji Temple in person, so he only knew that this was the way.If it wasn't for Lu Zhongling, she would never have come here.

It was almost the beginning of the year, and she hoped that Lu Zhongling would come back to accompany her, no matter if he was angry or not, it would be good to say that he was safe.

Thinking of this, Xie Zhaoyu quickened her pace. She watched the snow scene around her change little by little, and the vast sky in the distance was gradually covered by thick fog. She counted the steps while walking.

"Nine hundred and ninety nine..." Xie Zhaoyu finally counted to the last step, she looked up, but was shocked by the scene in front of her.

This is clearly the path she used to go up the mountain! Even the horse she rode over lay there quietly without moving.

What's going on here, hasn't she already walked to the gate of Baiji Temple, why did she go back to the same way?

Xie Zhaoyu's back was slightly stiff, and he couldn't help shivering despite being extremely hot.She raised her eyes and looked forward, and the scattered footprints were clearly the ones she had just walked by.

She had already gone up, but Xie Zhaoyu didn't understand why she went back to the original point.

Everything was quiet, the cold invaded the body, Xie Zhaoyu gritted his teeth, and stepped up the stone steps again.

She didn't believe that it was not enough to walk again.

There was a vast expanse of whiteness between the sky and the earth, and Xie Zhaoyu counted to nine hundred and ninety-nine stone steps, but the scene in front of her was exactly the same as the place she left.

"What's going on..." Xie Zhaoyu looked around for a while, feeling that something was wrong, and turned her head to look for her horse to go down the mountain, but she didn't expect that just as she got close to the white horse, the horse neighed suddenly, and immediately broke free from the rope and flew fast. Running down the mountain, Xie Chaoyu chased for a few steps, but found that it was impossible for a human to outrun a horse. In a blink of an eye, she was the only one left in Qushan.

Xie Zhaoyu secretly broke into a cold sweat for herself, and the cold wind blew past her ears. Could it be that someone deliberately targeted her and planted a so-called "jianghu Taoist" illusion on herself?

Suddenly, a dense fog covered the sky, and Xie Chaoyu was suddenly drawn into it. When the dense fog cleared, she opened her eyes and looked around, and found an old man in pure white robes standing in front of her- ---

"Taoist?" Xie Zhaoyu asked in surprise.

"Why is Miss Xie looking for the poor way?" The old man saw Xie Zhaoyu standing in the snow, and put the whisk in his hand on his wrist, and asked in a clear voice.

"For Lu Zhongling." Xie Zhaoyu said without hesitation, bowing his head, "Master, so many days have passed, and Zhong Ling has not responded in the slightest. If it is really irreversible, please tell me, don't I wait so hard , but ended up with a disappointing ending."

"Miss Xie doesn't trust the poor way?"

"It's not that I don't trust the Taoist priest." Xie Zhaoyu held his breath, and sighed slightly: "It's because I don't believe in myself, I really can't hold on to my wild expectations anymore. Instead of doing this, it's better to let me go down to the Huangquan together to get her Just find it."

"She is not the same as you. She walks her way of evil, and you follow your way. Even if you go to the Yellow Spring, you will not be able to find her." The old man shook his head and asked another sentence: " Isn't Ms. Xie wondering why she came back to the original point repeatedly?"

"Origin?" Xie Zhaoyu frowned in doubt, she raised her eyes to look at the series of traces left in the snow in front of her, and said, "I walked twice and came back here, this...is it a trick set up by the Taoist chief? "

"People with distracting thoughts can't enter Baiji Temple." The old man turned his hands away, his white beard blown up by the wind, and said, "I didn't plan it out deliberately, it's just that Miss Xie is upset."

"I'm upset?" Xie Zhaoyu was slightly taken aback.

"Yes." The old man slowly approached Xie Chaoyu, and said: "There is a story in Jinglun. Sometimes there is a wind blowing and the flag moves, one monk said that the wind moved, and the other monk said that the flag moved. It is the heart of the benevolent who has moved."

Xie Zhaoyu was silent.

"If you don't mind, you can't do anything; if you don't mind, you can't do anything." The old man sighed, "Miss Xie's mind was first disturbed, and then she had distracting thoughts, and then her mind was disturbed, so she came to the poor. "

"Daozhang, I'm just looking for an answer. When will Zhong Ling come back..." Xie Zhaoyu's eyes were red, and the wind pierced his bones, "She is such a good girl, I really can't let go of her hand..."