Can Haruki rely on it?

The wind is surging, and the world is changing.A hundred years is but a blink of an eye.

There is a legend in the south of the Yangtze River that there is an "immortal man" in a certain ancient house.People around do not let children get close to that house. It is said that there is a monster that can eat people.And no one has seen what that monster looks like.Someone once saw a gentle and elegant young man come out of it, with black hair and white clothes, and a smile on his lips. Everyone who looked at it was stunned, thinking that they saw a fairy.Thinking of the rumors he had heard, he guessed that he was transformed from a monster, and in order to save his life, he turned around and ran away.For some unknown reason, Jiang Muyuan would panic wherever he went.After learning the reason, he just smiled helplessly, turned around and went back to the house.

Since Bai Rong and Jiang Muyuan left that day, Jiang Muyuan called all the family members, divided up their belongings and sent them away one by one.Uncle Zheng didn't understand, Jiang Muyuan smiled and helped Jiang's father used to sit on the chair, "There must be an end." Turning around, he took a lot of money and stuffed it in his hands, "These are enough for many years. "Until everyone left, Jiang Muyuan donated the excess family wealth to the local people, and became a legend for a while.Some people say that Mr. Jiang is a bodhisattva with a heart, while others say that Mr. Jiang is demented and stupid.

The proprietress of the South Street teahouse had gray hair, and Jiang Muyuan often went there to drink tea at first, and he often played there when he was young.However, now that decades have passed, everyone else has experienced birth, old age, sickness and death, and only I am still the same as when I was young. It's hard to say what it feels like.Later, he simply didn't leave the house, he thought, one day he would die too.It's okay to wait.

However, 100 or 200 years have passed, the people outside have changed generations, and the streets and alleys have become more numerous. He is still him, not a single hair has changed.Bai Rong and Jiang Chenyuan would come here occasionally, and they probably knew the reason why he would live forever, but Jiang Muyuan didn't ask, and they didn't say anything.

Sitting in the yard to enjoy the shade at night, a wicker is held across the cheek, which makes people sleepy softly.

"Have you forgotten?"

"not at all."

"What's the point of wasting time?"

"Just waiting for him."

This kind of dialogue happens at least once a month, and Jiang Muyuan didn't raise his head or open his eyes, "What about you, you seem to be very enthusiastic."

"Hmph, brat, don't think I care about you, I just feel worthless for him."

After a long time, Jiang Muyuan opened his eyes and looked at the somewhat transparent sky illuminated by the moon, "Is...is he alright?"

The man fell from the tree, lifted his robe and sat down on the stool next to Jiang Muyuan, "If you want to know if he's alright, go and see for yourself, I don't know."

Hearing some angry words, Jiang Muyuan lowered his head, and said after a long time: "He said he wants me to forget him."

"I didn't expect you to be so brainless." The man said angrily, "I really shouldn't have allowed him to take care of you."

Jiang Muyuan smiled lightly, in fact, he never forgot, that person's facial features, that person's tone of voice, I really want to see him now, even from a distance, as long as he is sure that he is doing well, then he will There is nothing to worry about.

"Hey, kid!"

Jiang Muyuan turned to look at him, "What?"

"If you had a chance to meet him, would you like to go?"

A smile gradually faded from the corner of his eyes, "Even if I only have one glance, as long as I can see him, I will die without regret."

"Hey, why are one or two so stupid." He sighed helplessly, lamenting that things in this world are long.

Singing and dancing, silk and bamboo around the ears.Jiang Muyuan walked among the group of people, and the one leading the way was a handsome man in white clothes and black hair, but his tone of voice was a little strange, "You guys wait here for now, and you will come later, if you are attracted to You must follow obediently. Being able to stay by the side of the immortals is a blessing you have cultivated in eight lifetimes."

If Master Baishu hadn't told him that this was the Heavenly Court recruitment once in hundreds of years, he would have thought that the emperor was drafting.Master said that Wuqing, the current Emperor Wanling, might also come.The reason why it is possible to come is because the Great Emperor Wan Ling has always been cold and never cared about such things. He has come before, but only once.

There are ten people in Jiang Muyuan's party, and they cannot be said to be human, but monsters, and I am afraid that he is the only mortal.After waiting for a while, nine people with gilded silk and gold came in front of them. Judging from the tone of the man in white before, these people must be various immortals.Jiang Muyuan hastily lowered his head following the example of others, and with a glance just now, he was sure that there was no such person, and a trace of disappointment flashed in his heart, he... still won't come?

The nine people around him were picked out one by one, and only he was left. Jiang Muyuan breathed a sigh of relief, maybe he will come, but then he became nervous again, what if he doesn't come, what if he won't see you again? It's not him anymore.

"Huh? Isn't the Emperor Wanling coming today?"

"I don't know, he almost never came before."

"Then does he still want to be human?"

"Probably not."

Jiang Muyuan was inexplicably startled when he heard their conversation, wouldn't he come?

Looking at the backs of all the immortals who were about to leave, Jiang Muyuan mustered up the courage to step forward and hold a fairy, with a humble posture, "Please take me in."

The fairy was obviously stunned for a moment, "Why do I want you as a mortal?" The other fairy also looked at him, and the strange man beside the fairy also looked at him with vigilant eyes.

"I...I can do anything." In order to stay, Jiang Muyuan had to make a fuss.

All the immortals always only pick one person at a time, but now Jiang Muyuan really made him very embarrassed, someone persuaded him: "The Emperor of Heaven didn't clearly stipulate that only one person can be taken away, or you can keep him!"

The fairy frowned and thought for a while, and finally said: "Forget it, just follow me."

Jiang Muyuan felt relieved, this way, he might be closer to him.Just as he was about to leave, a cold voice sounded, "Why, are you going to leave before I come?"

The familiar voice, but without warmth, made Jiang Muyuan shudder.

"See Emperor Wanling."

The immortals saluted together, but Jiang Muyuan stared blankly at his face without moving.A fairy nearby quickly pulled him, and said in a low voice: "Bold mortal, you will not be polite when you see the Wanling Emperor."

Jiang Muyuan saluted blankly, but his eyes followed the man.

He changed his clothes, tied new hair, suppressed his smile, and forgot about himself.But—he is still him, that face, that person, that scent, that position, never changed.

He was surrounded by them, and he couldn't get close.Or, even if he is alone, he can't get close.

He is not him, the one who will save himself from the cliff, hold himself warm in his arms, trek through mountains and rivers just to find a herbal medicine, spend more than 3000 days and nights with him for more than ten years, and abandon his cultivation The person who gave the elixir to himself.He is not……

Jiang Muyuan couldn't hear what they were talking at all, only knew that he really didn't remember himself, with such indifferent eyes, it wasn't him.

I don't know how long I stood there before those immortals dispersed one by one. In the huge courtyard, there were only two people left. The man approached and stopped to look at himself, "Mortal?"

"Yes." Jiang Muyuan's nervous palms were already wet with sweat.

"Why did you come here?"

After thinking about it, he replied, "A chance."

The Great Emperor Wan Ling didn't ask too many questions, and said slowly, "From today onwards, follow me."

Jiang Muyuan followed behind him, looking at his back, this... what does it feel like?joy or...

The Great Emperor Wan Ling stopped suddenly and turned to look at him, "What's your name?"

"Jiang..." I suddenly remembered that Master said that if you see him, you must never tell him his real name.

"Ginger what?"

"Jiang He." Jiang Muyuan made up a random name.

Emperor Wan Ling frowned slightly, shook his head and said, "This name is not good, let's change it."

Jiang Muyuan was slightly surprised, he didn't expect him to say that, the corners of his mouth were slightly curved, and he saluted, "Please give me a name from the emperor."

He didn't refuse, he frowned and thought for a moment, "Let's call him Mu Yuan, and his surname is Jiang, Jiang Muyuan."

Jiang Muyuan's heart beat violently, and he looked at him in disbelief, "Why? This name...does it have any special meaning?"

Emperor Wan Ling shook his head, "No, I just thought of this suddenly."

Slightly disappointed, but more of a surprise, at least with the name.

All the way to the Wuqing Palace with Emperor Wanling, he was surprised to find that there was a very big willow tree in the yard outside the palace, with its branches hanging vigorously in the air and swaying gently with the breeze.

"Dijun, do you like willows too?"

Emperor Wan Ling was stunned, "It's sort of." His body is a willow tree, so no matter where he is, there will be a willow tree by his side, and it's hard to say whether he likes it or not.

The Great Emperor Wan Ling likes to be clean, and there are not many people in the Wuqing Temple. Except for some necessary duties, there are no idlers.

The Great Emperor of All Souls led him to a room, "You will live here from now on."

Jiang Muyuan pushed open the door, feeling familiar. The setting of this room was almost similar to their room at that time. Jiang Muyuan looked back at Emperor Wanling, but he couldn't see any familiarity in his eyes.Just a coincidence?

"Tell the two of them if you need anything," the Emperor Wan Ling pointed to the two women following behind.Jiang Muyuan bowed to them, "Hi, you two fairies, please give me your advice in the future."

When they heard this sentence, they immediately laughed and trembled, "What fairies, we are just two little maidservants, just call me sister."

Jiang Muyuan blushed from the laughter, and looked at Emperor Wanling in embarrassment.

"Gentle wind and light rain, no nonsense is allowed." The Great Emperor Wan Ling reprimanded lightly.

"Got it, Dijun." Hearing this almost coquettish tone, Jiang Muyuan felt a little uncomfortable. Are they familiar with him?

As if seeing through Jiang Muyuan's thoughts, Emperor Wan Ling explained: "I picked them up hundreds of years ago, and they are a bit mischievous, so don't take anything to heart."