Rebirth of Ghost Eye Shou Ye

This is the best ending.

Feng Yufei and Feng Yishuang asked for a fief to stay away from the imperial city. Feng Yufei was a solid-eyed child. Feng Yelan assisted Feng Yishuang to ascend the throne without telling him, forced Feng Shaojin to death, imprisoned Feng Lingchen, and so on. Ruthlessness made Feng Yufei disheartened.

Before leaving, Feng Yufei asked someone to bring a word to Ji Xiamo. 'The promise under the peach blossom tree by Jingyue Lake may not be fulfilled. '

"I have asked my friends in the world to help, and rescued Feng Lingchen and Sister Xun from their exile. From now on, there will be no more Feng Lingchen and Qin Yaxun." Ji Xiamo put charcoal into the stove, The cheeks are so thin that only the bones remain.

Qin Yan drank the tea silently, and said in a deep and bitter voice, "Thank you."

"The official road in the imperial city is dangerous, so you have to be careful in the future."

"Are you going to leave too?" Qin Yan covered his eyes, the corners of his eyes were moistened by the heat from the stove, or because he felt uncomfortable.

Ji Xiamo was silent for a long time, and sighed softly, "Qin Yan, no one will help you in the future, so you have to go by yourself."

When Qin Yan left Meiyuan, he gave Ji Xiamo a letter, which Qingyi asked Qin Yan to give to him when she left.

There are only two simple sentences on the letter paper, "Jianghu Luyuan is destined to meet again, don't cherish it." '

Ji Xiamo threw the letter into the stove and burned it to ashes. Qingyi and Jiang Fei were doomed to have no results in the imperial city. They left the imperial city and escaped to the rivers and lakes. They could still stay together as ordinary people.

Although Qingyi is arrogant and willful, she has a good heart. She usually treats Feng Yelan very well, and she has never offended Feng Yishuang. Feng Yishuang should not make things difficult for her.

Ji Xiamo leaned against the table, looking at the cold wind howling outside the window, and began to have difficulty breathing.

The responsibilities belonging to Ji Xiamo have been fulfilled, and all worries are over. After a hundred years, he will not need to be ashamed of anyone under Huang Quan.

Only for the kindness owed to Sheng Kong, Ji Xiamo can only wait for the next life to repay it.

Now it's time to complete the agreement with Jin Wuji.Ji Xiamo's suppressed tears flowed out for a long time, and she held the sword pendant and ring that made love to Jin Wuji in her palm.

The past is vivid in his memory, this plum grove, that river and lake, no matter how dangerous it is, there is always that man silently guarding him behind him.

Jin Wuji's love supported Ji Xiamo's world, but now Ji Xiamo's world also collapsed.The Ji family cannot have no descendants. Ji Xiamo has already used the child-seeking talisman, and only hopes that Ji Ye can have another heir.

Ji Xiamo is not perfect, he is also selfish, Jin Wuji and Ji Ye, he chose to go with Jin Wuji.

His body gradually became stiff and cold. Ji Xiamo looked out of the window, and vaguely saw plum blossoms in full bloom in the courtyard, and the tall and straight blue figure stood under the plum blossom tree, turning around and showing a gentle smile.

Ji Xiamo's hands dropped, her head fell limply on the table, and finally tears melted into the smile at the corner of her mouth.

[Main text Episode 171 finale]

There is another disturbance in the peaceful rivers and lakes. It is said that the ghost man who once slaughtered the rivers and lakes has reappeared.

All forces in the rivers and lakes joined forces to catch Guixia, but they all ended without any cause.Chu Lingyou, the leader of the Jianghu alliance, investigated the matter himself, and finally let go of it suddenly, ignoring what Guixia did.

The ghost man reappeared, and the dark waves in the rivers and lakes were turbulent. The blue that wandered through the darkness, and the black black iron, became the nightmare of countless thieves in the rivers and lakes.

The temple was destroyed on a rainy night in the wilderness, and the notorious flower picker Huahu fell to the ground. Seeing the approaching figure, she hid back in fear.

Leaning against the Buddha statue, there was no way to retreat. He just wanted to beg for mercy when the figure turned his wrist and the blade fell down. The cold light brushed against the eyes of the Buddha statue, and the splashed blood stained the rusty candlestick.

The flower fox was lying under the Buddha statue, staring at the terrified eyes, and the blood flowed down the throat, like a strange sacrifice.

Thunder roared and rainstorm washed away the darkness, blood flowed down the blade, and condensed into sticky blood beads on the ground.The blue clothes were blown by the wind, the swordsman was dressed in a thin figure, the rainwater wet the shoulders along the bamboo hat, and the corners of the tightly pursed lips were indifferent and cool.

The blood was swallowed by the blade, and the swordsman put the dye back into the sheath, turned and left the ruined temple, disappearing into the dark rainy night.

In the quiet town, the swordsman galloped through the rain on his towers, but the torrential rain could not touch his body. The shadow of the bamboo hat covered his face, only his indifferent lips were exposed.

The swordsman landed in front of a shop, the thin blade of the dagger opened the window bolt along the gap, and the swordsman jumped into the house nimbly.

Scanning the counter with his eyes, the swordsman chose the snacks familiarly, packed them into bags and hid them next to his body, and then left the money and left.

The swordsman left the town in the rain, clutching the snacks on his chest, and disappeared into the dark valley.

In the dense and mixed stone valley, several miles of peach blossoms reflect each other red, the heavy rain becomes misty and hazy, and the peach blossoms fall like a dream, as if it is a peach blossom garden isolated from the world.

The swordsman walked through the Taoyuan and came to the bamboo house located in the Taoyuan.Stepping on the steps and pushing the door in, the moonlight is slanting on the window sill, the piano and flute are placed on the low table, and the tea fragrance is still warm.

The swordsman put the Poran sword on the table, his eyes scanned the deserted room, and his voice was low and gentle, "Where is he?"

Lou Yin appeared out of nowhere, sitting on the window sill with his arms folded, the fallen peach blossoms outside the window covered his body, and his glazed black pupils fluttered slightly because of the swordsman's words.

The swordsman had long been used to Lou Yin's silence, lit a candle and sat down at the table, took out snacks and carefully placed them on the plate.

After packing the snacks and boiling hot water, the swordsman paced around the room, and then stood in front of the eaves, staring into the distance.

Lou Yin glanced at the swordsman, twisted his shoulders and said softly, "Go to sleep, I'll wait for him."

The swordsman stared at Lou Yin for a moment, and suddenly felt a pain in his head.Pressing his eyebrows to relieve the pain, the swordsman turned around and entered the room with sloppy footsteps.

Hearing the sound of undressing in the room, Lou Yin stared at the peach blossoms between his fingers, his icy muscles and brows were picturesque, reflecting the peach blossom garden outside the window, the beauty of the sky and the beauty of the sky overwhelmed all sentient beings.

The night outside the window was about to dissipate, and the lamps and candles in the room were gradually burned out, Lou Yin crushed the peach blossom in his hand, turned over and jumped off the window sill, finished his clothes and walked into the inner room.

He approached the bed and opened the bed curtain, looking at the young man who was still sleeping, Lou Yin's eyes were a little soft.Bending down to help the young man tighten the quilt, when his eyes fell on the young man's lips, he seemed to be bewitched.

Just as he was about to touch his lips, the sleeping young man suddenly opened his eyes, Lou Yin withdrew his movements in shock, his eyes could not hide the panic.

The young man stared at the bed curtain with his eyes open, waiting to sort out his confused head, his eyes shifted to Lou Yin, showing a bewildered expression. "Lou Yin."

"Get up and eat." Lou Yin turned and left the room as if fleeing.

After Ji Xiamo got up and washed, he sat on the steps under the eaves after eating, looking at the Peach Blossom Spring with his chin in his hands, as if he was waiting for something.

Lou Yin appeared behind Ji Xiamo, looking at Ji Xiamo's thin back, with a hint of sadness in his eyes.

Jin Wuji has been dead for ten years, and Ji Xiamo has also been mad for ten years.Ten years ago, in the Meiyuan of the Prime Minister's Mansion, Ji Xiamo stopped breathing. Lou Yin frantically reunited Ji Xiamo's soul that was about to dissipate, and forcibly sealed it back into Ji Xiamo's body.

Consuming the whole body's cultivation base to disperse the evil spirit of the Soul Orb, he used the Soul Orb to pull Ji Xiamo back from the Yan Luo Palace, and then used the Yichen Flower to make Ji Xiamo forget all the painful past.

But what Lou Yin didn't expect was that Ji Xiamo didn't forget his past after taking the leftover flower, but went completely insane.

Sometimes Ji Xiamo's thoughts are Jin Wuji, and he will live as Jin Wuji, roaming the rivers and lakes and martial arts, looking for Ji Xiamo all over the world.

Sometimes he lives as Ji Xiamo like now, but in his mind, Jin Wuji is not dead, but lives happily with him in this peach blossom garden.

But sometimes Ji Xiamo would wake up for a short time, recalling all the things, and that was what Lou Yin was most afraid of.

Looking at Taohuayuan, Ji Xiamo suddenly smiled, turned around and ran into the house, looked at the snacks on the table, and complained flatly, "Although I love these snacks, you can't buy so many."

Squeezing a chestnut and biting it, Ji Xiamo called Lou Yin to come over, "Lou Yin, brother Jin bought a lot of food, come and eat too."

Lou Yin suppressed the sadness in his eyes, walked to Ji Xiamo and took the Tangsu, looked at the empty door and said indifferently, "This is for you."

If it can make Ji Xiamo happy for a short time, Lou Yin is willing to act with him and guard this lonely peach blossom garden with him.

"Brother Jin won't mind if I give you something to eat." Ji Xiamo also looked at the door, as if someone was standing there.

Lou Yin silently put the candy in his mouth, it was so sweet and greasy that he hated it, but looking at Ji Xiamo's smiling face, Lou Yin also warmed his indifferent expression. "Very sweet."

Ji Xiamo was lying on the table chewing plums, puffing her cheeks and chatting with Lou Yin, "Chu Lingyou sent us a letter the day before yesterday to invite us to be a guest, so we haven't seen each other for half a year."

'Not half a year, but ten years. Lou Yin said silently in his heart.Recalling the meeting with Chu Lingyou some time ago, he and Fang Linjun are both old.

"Brother Jin, what do you think?" Ji Xiamo lay on the back of the chair, looked towards the door and asked.

Lou Yin supported the chair to prevent Ji Xiamo from falling, and nodded with a flat expression, "Go if you want."

Lou Yin never rejected anything proposed by Ji Xiamo, but to Ji Xiamo, no matter what he said, every time his personality changed, he would completely forget it.

"I have nothing to do recently, let's come to the party." Ji Xiamo counted with her fingers. "Call Sheng Kong and Qin Xiaoyan."

"it is good."

Ji Xiamo chattered endlessly, Lou Yin listened quietly, and sometimes agreed aloud.Ji Xiamo's soul was damaged, and he was particularly prone to fatigue, and he had always been lethargic for the past ten years.

"Go and rest if you're sleepy." Lou Yin patted Ji Xiamo's head and said.

Ji Xiamo grinned, touched a chestnut and bit it open, rubbed his eyes and ran to the soft couch in front of the window.Lou Yin helped Ji Xiamo cover the wool mattress, looking at Ji Xiamo's sleepy face, feeling a little bit reluctant.

When I fall asleep this time, who will be in front of me?

When did he become so greedy?The corner of Lou Yin's mouth curled up in a sarcasm.The person in front of him is still alive, this is already the best result, he can still be by his side, watching him laugh at him.

Even if Ji Xiamo doesn't love him, and even forgets him every time he falls asleep and wakes up, they still have many ten years.He will always be with Ji Xiamo, it doesn't matter if Ji Xiamo doesn't remember, as long as he remembers.

Ji Xiamo woke up slowly in the evening, and Lou Yin swept away the fallen peach blossoms in front of the bamboo house, preparing to help Ji Xiamo build a hanging chair.

Sensing the change in Ji Xiamo's breath in the room, Lou Yin put down his tools and turned back to the room. Just as he entered the room to speak, he bumped into Ji Xiamo's deep eyes.All the words were stuck in his throat, Lou Yin felt his hands and feet were instantly cold.

"Xia Mo." Lou Yin's voice trembled.

Ji Xiamo staggered away from Lou Yin expressionlessly, and stood in front of the bamboo hut looking at the deserted Peach Blossom Spring, his thin back was vicissitudes in the wind.

The orange sunset elongates the reflection of the bamboo houses in the Peach Blossom Spring, the red clouds cover the valley, and the hazy smog isolates the noise of the outside world.

Ji Xiamo stood there for a long time, until the cry of oriole broke the silence, Ji Xiamo suddenly took steps, left the bamboo house and walked into the peach blossom garden.

Lou Yin looked at Ji Xiamo's back in pain, and followed Ji Xiamo silently. He was afraid that Ji Xiamo would leave him a cold corpse again without him knowing.

Ji Xiamo traveled through the Peach Blossom Spring, and finally went around the rocky ground and came to the corner of the valley.There is a solitary grave hidden in the bushes half a foot deep, and a tombstone with illegible writing stands in front of the solitary grave.

Ji Xiamo pursed her lips, walked to the memorial tablet and knelt down, silently pulling out the withered grass covering the lonely grave.Lou Yin stood not far away, looking at the lifeless Ji Xiamo, his palm was pierced by nails, and warm moisture leaked out.

Ji Xiamo pulled the dry grass and wiped off the dust on the tombstone, and the writing on the tombstone gradually became clear. 'I love the tomb of Jin Wuji. '

This tombstone was erected by Ji Xiamo when he was awake, and Jin Wuji's clothes were buried.The solitary grave is deep with dry grass, it can be seen that he has not been awake for a long time.

"I'm sorry I haven't come to accompany you for so long." Ji Xiamo knelt in front of the tombstone and whispered with her forehead against the tombstone.

"I know you won't be angry, you dote on me so much." A smile appeared on the corner of Ji Xiamo's mouth, the tenderness in his eyes hurt Lou Yin's heart.

"I blame you. Who told you to pamper me so much? I've been spoiled by you."

Ji Xiamo leaned against the tombstone and whispered to Jin Wuji, just like when Jin Wuji was still alive, Ji Xiamo liked to lie in his arms.

Although Ji Xiamo didn't spend much time awake, he knew what happened when he was crazy.Ji Xiamo knew that there was not much time left for him to talk to Jin Wuji, and he might fall asleep again soon.

In the past two years, his waking time has become shorter and shorter. Ji Xiamo has a feeling that the normal "Ji Xiamochang" may soon disappear.

Ji Xiamo said a lot, but there were no hugs or sweet words in response to him, only the indifferent wind and the cold tombstone.

Tears fell and melted into the soil under the tombstone, Ji Xiamo closed her eyes and choked up, acting like a spoiled child.

"Brother Jin, I'm afraid, get up and carry me on your back."