Uncle Iceberg's Road to Collapse

The wind is bleak, and the Huai River is still.

The wind has become warmer, and the heavy snow that fell at night in the past few days has finally turned into spring water. The pear blossoms in the city have already sprouted new branches, and snow-white buds have grown from the branches.

Next to Ji Shuyue's tomb in the plum garden, two new steles were erected. They were the tombs of Yang Mianmian and Yao Jingliu.

Yang Mianmian's tomb was buried next to her master Ji Shuyue. She rested her head on the Huai River and was dressed in the evening snow of the Red Mountain. She was also accompanied by her master Ji Shuyue. She also knew how to stew fish and sing operas. Yao Jingliu.

Someone is with her, she is not alone.

The girls from Yunqingmen and Ji Yuanyuan covered her with the last pile of loess. In Ji Yuanyuan's bosom, there was still the book of words written by Yang Mianmian at that time.

But after all, there is no chance to see her again.

Ji Tianduan quietly looked at the two most familiar names on the stone tablet. He tilted his head and stared blankly for a long time, his eyes sparkled. Suddenly he frowned and coughed violently.

He was trying to remember something.

Bai Zangzhi squatted down slightly, wiped Ji Tianduan's face worriedly, but didn't say a word after all.

Today's burial, Yao Jingliu's noisy and annoying boy from the past also came.

Since the news of Yao Jingliu's death came, the boy seemed to have aged overnight.He took out a piece of crushed water beryl and a water palm paper umbrella from the cloth bag, and handed them to Ji Tianduan.

"This is the piece of beryl that was smashed by Mr. Ji at the temple fair that day. Before saving you, Mr. Ji told me that if he doesn't come back in the future, he will give this piece of beryl and the paper umbrella together. For you, make a thought."

The boy said in a hoarse voice.

"...Actually, this piece of jade was not smashed by Mr. Bai Hua... It was originally broken with a crack, which was accidentally damaged by our son during a banquet in the past."

When the boy said this, he curled his lips in embarrassment.

"Our young master is very thoughtful. He framed young master Ji and smashed the jade that day, but he just wanted to blackmail you... He was the one who touched your porcelain, he lied to you..."

"He wanted to deceive you, so he used this method of touching porcelain. He really likes you... There is no way to like you."

The boy suppressed his tears and said in a deep voice with a wry smile.

Ji Tianduan stared blankly at the ice-blue jade tablet carved with Albizia Julibrissin, and the gentle crack on it, and felt his breathing became more and more rapid.

"He has liked you for a long time, and he liked you before you knew it."

"Before he went to rescue you on the water platform that day, he told me that if he dies in the future, he will tell you the truth about his blackmailing you..."

"My son said, you don't owe him anything. If he is gone, you and Haosheng and General Bai are together... that's fine. He can't say these words to you in person, so I will convey them. Actually, he has nothing that belongs to him. I... the things he really owns are probably this paper umbrella and this jade plaque." The boy tried to calm his voice.

"But you have forgotten all of this now, which is also very good, and it can be regarded as fulfilling his last wish."

Yao Jingliu's servant smiled slightly amidst the rain of tears.

"His greatest wish is that you be safe and happy, never sad."

"That's all."

Ji Tianduan stroked that piece of jade quietly, and when he raised his eyes to look at the tombstone again, tears were streaming down his face.

He didn't know why he was crying, or even why he was crying.

But when he touched the jade stone, he felt a heart-piercing sadness from the depths of his soul straight into his brain, and sporadic fragments and shouts in the fire kept flashing before his eyes.

He raised his eyes, and in the endless rays of light and the shadows of pear blossoms and moon-white flowers, there seemed to be a person wearing a white fox fur, holding a Luzhou sixteen bone white water palm bamboo paper umbrella, stepping on the lotus in the halo of the sky.

He bent down with a slight smile for the last time, raised his slender hand, and brushed away the rainy tears on Ji Tianduan's face.

The peerless man's paper umbrella tilted down slightly to block Ji Tianduan's face. The paper umbrella blocked him from the dust that shone in the sunlight, as if covering him from all the filth and misery in the world.

Qu Yao silently turned his eyes away.

Even though he is used to seeing life and death, his eyes are still red.

However, compared to Ji Tianduan, Ji Yuanyuan is the one who worries him the most.

It has been three months since Yang Mianmian's tragic death, but until now, Ji Yuanyuan has not shed a single tear, but her eyes are full of bloodshot eyes, and now her eyeballs are as red as blood.

She gritted her teeth and fought expressionlessly until today, Qu Yao always feels that she is like a statue or a puppet at this moment, and everything she has done has far exceeded her load.

It seems that it can collapse and perish at any time.

"Six six." Ji Yuanyuan pulled the girl behind him to Yang Mianmian's grave.

"From now on, you are the official disciple of Yunqing's sect! The two swords of "Tai Ling" are also passed on to you... because your life was paid for by her risking her life... You can also be regarded as her bringing back to Yunqing's sect middle."

With tears in her eyes, Liu Liu took the two swords of Tai Ling, recalling those horrible and desperate times again, it was this elder sister who was holding her hand all the time, that was the only ray of light that had not been extinguished in the darkness.

It was that sister who kept telling Liuliu that we would definitely get out alive.

Holding two swords in her hands, the girl came to Yang Mianmian's grave.

"I officially adopted you as Mianmian's adopted daughter. In the future, you will belong to Yunqing's outer sect, and Shao Wanyi will be responsible for your upbringing. You need to be diligent and hardworking! Make her proud of you under the nine springs, and always reflect on yourself, so that you can live up to it." She!" Ji Yuanyuan said solemnly.

Liuliu nodded hard.

"Go, go to her grave and call mother."

Holding the twin swords of Tai Ling, Liu Liu knelt in front of the grave, looking at the tombstone.

There are several strong characters written on the tombstone: "The tomb of my beloved wife Yang Mianmian."

Under the big characters is the epitaph that Ji Yuanyuan personally carved for her.

"The fairy clouds are scattered, and the fragrant toes are hard to find,

The Xiangshui River passed away in the east, and the mountains fell in Buzhou.

The auspicious bell and the extreme moon are pure and quiet.

Liquan Jinger, Fenglu Geqing.

For thousands of years, Huihui Songyin. "

Looking at the cold blue stone tablet, Liuliu whispered with tears in his eyes:

"Mother."

In the wilderness, there is silence.The girl wearing the grass hairpin seems to be standing beside them, she quietly looks at these girls she loves most and her little Chun'er, and smiles softly.

"Sect master, why did you entrust Liuliu to my education?" Shao Wanyi, the inner sect master, seemed to have realized something, she grabbed Ji Yuanyuan's sleeve and said loudly: "You should be the one to teach Liuliu! You should be Liuliu's master! You told Liuliu that you can't let down Mianmian...but you can't let down Mianmian either...you have to live well, live well! Only then can you live up to Mianmian..."

"Let's go, go back."

Ji Yuanyuan said with a sudden sigh.

Her voice was very soft, as if she had been very tired for a long time.She didn't look at anyone, but lowered her head and said softly: "Seniors and sisters, now that we have finished worshiping, let's go back to the door. I still have some things to explain."

"Master!!"

Shao Wanyi called her in a trembling voice with tears streaming down her face.

But Ji Yuanyuan still walked towards Yunqing Gate without looking back.

Qu Yao frowned, he looked at Tantai Lian and Ning Jingzhou, but saw that the expressions of the two behind them were also extremely heavy.

Qu Yao didn't speak, and several people silently followed behind the fairies of Yunqing sect.

Along the way, no one controlled the sword.

Ji Yuanyuan walked in the front, walking like a walking corpse, Bai Zangzhi pushed Ji Tianduan's wheelchair, and everyone silently followed behind Ji Yuanyuan, weeping or sobbing secretly.Just like this, Ji Yuanyuan walked through Guangling City silently, the place where she was born and grew up. Both sides of the road were gray tiles and white walls and river corridor bridges that she was most familiar with.

She has traveled with Yang Mianmian everywhere.

The girls on both sides of the road fighting flowers, kicking sandbags, catching butterflies and turning flower ropes, every one of them seems to be the same as they used to be.

Everyone is like the shadow of the king, and the voice of the king is everywhere.

After walking like this for an unknown amount of time, the group of people finally walked back to the gate of Yunqing Gate.

The moment Ji Yuanyuan pushed away the rich door of Yunqing Gate, suddenly, a big hand grabbed her hand.

"Senior Sister Ji." Qu Yao frowned and said, "I shouldn't have intervened in this matter, but now I have to ask."

"What on earth are you going to do?" Qu Yao's eyes were like thorns straight towards Ji Yuanyuan, and Ji Yuanyuan flinched in a rare moment at that moment.

"I..." Ji Yuanyuan trembled, and finally walked up the stone steps silently. She stood on the stone steps and looked at all the girls of Yunqing Sect under the threshold.

Everyone looked at her nervously.

Time seemed to be silent for half a stick of incense.

"I'm sorry everyone." Ji Yuanyuan lowered his head, but said very calmly: "I want to step down as Yunqing Sect Master."

"I want Yu Wanyi to be the head of the sect. As for the head of the inner sect, Chen Nian will take over."

The girls under the door were all dead silent at that moment.

"Yuanyuan, let me ask you as a sister." Chen Nianji looked at Ji Yuanyuan calmly.

"What about after retiring from the position of sect master? What are you going to do?"

Ji Yuanyuan barely held onto the door frame, and after a long time, he raised his dull eyes and said:

"I've already made up my mind, you don't need to persuade me. I planned to go and accompany Mianmian after everything settled. She's over there alone... I'm afraid she will be bullied."

Ji Yuanyuan looked at the distant sky, without the slightest focus in his eyes.

"I'm going to find her, I'm going to be with her."

As soon as these words came out, everyone's hearts were chilled!

Qu Yao could only feel the cold air spreading from his feet to every part of his limbs.

Ji Yuanyuan's deal has been decided.

"What nonsense!?" Yue Xiuxiu was the first to get angry!She stared at her red eyes and said angrily: "We have lost Mianmian! Do you want us to continue to suffer without you!?"

"Sect master! How can you die!? What will the sisters do if you die?" Lu Yuying cried on her knees with tears streaming down her face.

"Master! Don't! I don't want you to die! Please!!" Junior sister Yanyan was so frightened that she shed tears in an instant.

"Sect Master! Please think twice!!"

Under the steps of Yunqing's door, a bunch of girls knelt down on their knees.

"But how do you let me live!? Do you know what I was like the moment I saw Lianlian's corpse!? You know that when the old beast Ushusara threw Lianlian's hair on the ground, I How do you feel?"

Ji Yuanyuan's eyes still didn't have the slightest focus, she looked at the girls and tremblingly said: "For the past three months, the appearance of Mian Mian's tragic death has tortured me all the time... Every time I close my eyes, it looks like her... ...pain has become the only meaning of life left..."

"I don't want to die all the time! Death is a relief and a gift to me now... I just feel that she misses me more than once in my ear, she wants to be with me...

Ji Yuanyuan's mask-like face finally showed a little humble longing.

"Mianmian is waiting for me."

"She's waiting for me to find her..."

"No!!" Qu Yao suddenly grabbed Ji Yuanyuan's shoulder and said loudly, "It must not be! Senior Sister Mianmian's greatest wish must be to let you live well! Let you live with everyone!"

"If you give up your life so easily, it will be the greatest blasphemy to her passing away!" Qu Yao clenched his teeth, his eyes were about to burst, he clenched Ji Yuanyuan's shoulder and said loudly!

"What do you know!? Why do you call her Senior Sister!!" Ji Yuanyuan looked at Qu Yao and snorted expressionlessly: "You haven't even seen her! What do you know about her!?"

"I've seen her!!" Qu Yao clenched his teeth and stared!

That Yang Mianmian who called him "Xiaochun'er" in the illusion.

The Yang Mianmian who told him to save Guangling when he was controlled by Wushu Shaluo's nightmare.

That Yang Mianmian who said he was going to become a man, that Yang Mianmian who was protecting Yunqing's family even in death...

How could she let Ji Yuanyuan die! ?How can it be! ?

"Have you seen her?" Ji Yuanyuan said expressionlessly, "Xiao Xianchang, what evidence do you have to prove that you have seen her? How do you know that she doesn't want me to accompany her?"

Qu Yao bit her lip, feeling her mind was in chaos!He can definitely convince Ji Yuanyuan!There must be some proof!It will definitely convey Yang Mianmian's wish!

wish... wish.

This word was like a ray of light, illuminating Qu Yao's entire consciousness!

Suddenly, a gust of wind blew down a burned out lantern hanging outside Yunqing's door.

Lanterns... lanterns.

Qu Yao's thoughts suddenly returned to the illusion of living souls. The night before the lantern festival, Bai Zangzhi was jealous, and the two of them accidentally ran into Yang Mianmian and Ji Yuanyuan on that night full of wintersweet flowers.

Qu Yao suddenly became enlightened!He just felt his whole body trembling!Memories are like the tide of Qiantang, rushing into the consciousness!Almost crushed him!

"Don't you want evidence!?" Qu Yao stared at Ji Yuanyuan with red eyes: "Wait for me! Wait for me for a stick of incense!"

Immediately, he frantically ran into Yunqing's gate.

All the female disciples in the door followed in a panic. They watched in shock as Qu Yao walked around the Cunshan Hall, ran across the Xiangxue Pond, and went straight to a room.

That was Yang Mianmian's room.

The night in my memory was the night before the Lantern Festival.

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"Tomorrow, let's put the lights on together."

"Tomorrow, let's put the lights on together."

Inside Yunqing's gate where it was snowing late at night, the two girls were talking, and suddenly said in unison.

The two were stunned for a moment, and the next second, Ji Yuanyuan's arm was lightly slapped by Yang Mianmian.

……

"Senior sister, have you never heard that if two people say a word at the same time, one of them can hit the other, and whoever hits the other first will have to grant her a wish~"

"So now, Senior Sister, you owe me a wish."

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And those wishes have already been written down by that cute and greedy girl who has many wishes.

Qu Yao had long forgotten about the defense of men and women, he rummaged through Yang Mianmian's house like crazy, and finally found that thing.

Lantern.

It was the lantern that Yang Mianmian had not had time to let go during the Lantern Festival.

Qu Yao originally thought that Yang Mianmian's good hopes and hopes for the future should be in the lantern, but when he saw the words written in the lantern, he stopped suddenly.

The world fades away, everything collapses

The young man didn't know how many times he had cried for her, but this time his tears were like a spring, and he couldn't stop it.

Ji Yuanyuan had already arrived outside the door, she frowned and looked at Qu Yao with trembling doubts.

"you……"

"Senior Sister Ji." Qu Yao held up the lantern, tears streaming down her face, her voice choked up.

"On the eve of the Lantern Festival, you made Yang Mianmian a wish under the magnolia tree inside Yunqing's gate, didn't you?"

Ji Yuanyuan froze all over, she looked at Qu Yao in disbelief, her eyes were full of shock and doubt.

"I just ask you, you granted her a wish! Didn't you!!?"

The young man asked hoarsely, and tremblingly handed the lantern that would never be let out to Ji Yuanyuan's hand.

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"So what wish do I want to make... Is it to bless my hairpin flower shop to open smoothly, or to bless our sisters? By the way, Senior Sister Chen, who is going out to get married this year, seems to be about to have a baby. I have to make a wish for her mother and child." Peaceful wish..."

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At that time, Yang Mianmian wanted to write several times, but she took it back several times.She wishes too much, too much.

At that time, Qu Yao was still in Ji Tianduan's shell, and he only felt that even if he gave her a letter paper the size of a bedding, it could be filled with her tiny script.Qu Yao only thought that she would write a long essay, but in the end, she didn't expect it, but the girl only wrote a shallow sentence.

There was only one sentence.

Ji Yuanyuan unfolded the lantern and took out the letterhead inside. The girl's favorite flower dyed the sea and the sky was already slightly yellow. She saw the familiar handwriting on the lantern, and burst into tears in an instant.

"You owe her a wish." Qu Yao choked up and said with tears streaming down his face, but the last few words were already submerged in murmurs.

"You allowed her."

"You have to do it!"

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"I don't care, anyway, you owe me a wish now!" Yang Mianmian smiled charmingly under the moonlight.

"I have to think about it! After all, the person who owes my wish is the head of the Yunqing Sect!"

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The delicate and pretty Xia-colored figure, after all, with its hands behind its back, skipped and walked away in the rain of magnolia flowers on a snowy night.

Big tears of blood welled up from Ji Yuanyuan's eyes!Then came tears as clear as rain!Ji Yuanyuan trembled, and suddenly fell to his knees. She hugged the paper lantern, as if she wanted to press the water lantern firmly into her heart, as if it was the most precious and cherished thing in her life.

Ji Yuanyuan finally cried out.

The woman burst into tears and wailed loudly.That was the saddest, most heartbroken and painful expression that Qu Yao could see in his life.

"May Senior Sister Yuanyuan be as blessed as the East Sea, and live longer than Nanshan!"

"A life without worries, a hundred years without worries."

"To see Qing'an, this life is enough."

They grew up in the water town of Huaiyang, they held hands among the light and broken stars, they embraced in the night of flowers, rain and snow, and they fell in love in the world of mortals.

In the endless light, the gentle girl finally hugged Ji Yuanyuan who was crying until he fainted several times.A light kiss fell between her frowning brows.

You are the guest of Yunqing's family, and I am the soul of Yunqing.

Guangling Yexuemeng made a wish, and lived through the springs of the world.

The author has something to say: There is still the last chapter, and the Yunqing family is about to say goodbye!

依旧是章尾墨叽叽，我在下一章作话墨迹！感谢在2021-02-1601:59:08~2021-02-1801:46:00期间为我投出霸王票或灌溉营养液的小天使哦~

Thanks to the little angel of irrigation nutrient solution: 1 bottle of green shirt and white head;

Thank you very much for your support, I will continue to work hard!