limited backtracking

Jiang Weiyan was a little confused by his three consecutive questions. He and Wen Jing only met each other today. If they knew each other before, it could only be regarded as his one-sided acquaintance.

Bai Lian stood up straight, with his arms hanging by his side, his fists clenched tightly, and his voice trembling: "Are you not even willing to talk to me now?"

"No, I never regarded you as Wen Jing Xianjun, not before, not now, and never in the future. You will never be someone else." Jiang Weiyan said without hesitation, "I have always liked only one person , called Thyme Eucalyptus."

Bai Lian looked at him in astonishment, not knowing what to say for a moment, "You..."

"It's you..." Jiang Weiyan took a step forward, stretched out his hand to hold Baili's right hand, and smiled with his eyes bent, "Were you jealous just now?"

Bai Lian turned his head and said coldly: "No."

"Don't hold hands." Jiang Weiyan separated his fingers one by one and held them together, "It's the first time I've heard you ask me if I like you so directly, the old you would just run away. "

He put away his joking expression, and said seriously: "Can I give you a letter now?"

"What quasi-belief?" Bai Lian turned his gaze back to his face.

Jiang Weiyan lowered his head, put his forehead against Bailiyan's, and stroked his side face with his left hand. Amidst the chaos around him, he murmured in a deep and gentle voice, "Do you like me? Or, can you like me? "

I don't know where the fireworks were set off, and the sound of the fireworks burst into Baili's heart, shaking him so much that he lost the ability to think.

"Acacia." Jiang Weiyan couldn't help kissing his forehead, her cool lips were like snow falling between his eyebrows, very light but heart-palpitating.

Bai Lian lowered his eyes, his eyelashes fluttered slightly, covering up the emotion in his eyes.

Jiang Weiyan was right, he was indeed running away.

For more than 1000 days and nights in Fengdu, he has been waiting for a person he has long forgotten, but he just doesn't want to let go.If it is longer, he may start to wonder if his memory is wrong, but in fact he is not waiting for anyone.

At that time, he should be able to let go of everything, end a lengthy dream, and drink Meng Po Tang reincarnation without any worries.

Jiang Weiyan gently stroked the red mole under Bai Liyan's eyes with his thumb, "Speak."

Bailiyan closed her eyes, took a deep breath, and said hoarsely after a while: "I..."

"His Royal Highness—"

A crisp voice directly broke the charming atmosphere, Jiang Weiyan turned his head and glared at the visitor with displeasure written all over his face.

As soon as Si Ming stepped over the threshold with one foot and even stopped in mid-air without landing, he saw Jiang Weiyan and Baili'an forehead to forehead, nose to nose, and even the distance between their lips was only a knuckle. Eucalyptus still closed his eyes...

Anyone who sees this will think about it...

He looked at Shangjiang Weiyan who wanted to bury him on the spot, covered his eyes and turned around and wanted to escape: "I'm sorry! I didn't mean it, I'll go right away!"

"Immortal Siming, stay here!" Bai Lian pushed Jiang Weiyan away, and called out to the innocent Si Ming who wanted to relieve the embarrassment.

Si Ming stopped abruptly, turned around slowly, and covered half of his face with a large lake-blue sleeve, only showing his eyes, even daring to look at Bai Lian.

He was about to cry, "His Eleventh Highness, what's the matter?"

"No, isn't Xianjun looking for His Royal Highness for something? You talk slowly, I'll go back to Fengdu first, and I have to get up early tomorrow." Bai Lian hurried towards the door, "Farewell."

"Hey, my little Highness!" Si Ming grabbed Bai Lian's sleeve and begged with his face up, "Don't go, don't go, I'm going to be thrown into blood by His Highness the Tenth Highness if you leave. If you throw Chi Hell to Boundless Hell, the next time you see me, I will be a bone, or maybe a handful of ashes."

Suddenly feeling a little hot in his hand, Si Ming looked at his hand, and a few black mist that appeared at an unknown time were wrapping around his hand.

He looked to the right along the black mist, there were a few streaks of black mist floating between Jiang Weiyan's fingers, and his eyes were fixed on Si Ming's hand.

Jiang Weiyan said without emotion: "I can make it impossible for you to keep anything."

Si Ming was afraid that his hand would be useless in the next second, so he quickly let go of Baili's sleeve, and Hei Wu gradually let go of his hand and diverted to hold Baili's hand, but it was loosely wrapped around his wrist. It's a circle, and it's so much gentler than when it was wrapped around my hand just now!

Si Ming rubbed his hands and dared not speak out.

Bai Lian looked at the inexplicable black mist wrapped around his hand, was puzzled for a moment, looked at Jiang Weiyan and asked, "What are you doing?"

"Come here." Jiang Weiyan flipped the palm of his hand, took the person to his side, then looked at Si Ming, and said in a cold voice, "Let's listen to the reason why Immortal Si Ming rushed over here in such a hurry."

Si Ming swallowed, wiped the cold sweat off his head: "..."

He began to calculate how likely it was that he would return to the heavens today intact.

The three of them sat down where Wen Jing had just sat, Si Ming sat upright and reserved, and said cautiously: "That, I just wasn't careful..."

Jiang Weiyan snorted coldly.

Si Ming trembled.

Bai Lian just wanted to quickly skip this topic, he coughed, and said seriously: "Immortal Siming, I don't know why you are so anxious?"

His Highness the Eleventh was still kind, and he didn't get angry with him when he was interrupted. Si Ming was so moved that he just wanted to hold him and cry all day and night and accuse Jiang Weiyan of lynching him.

But he dared not.

Si Ming began to talk about business: "Have you met Xianjun Wenjing just now?"

"Yes."

"I felt his presence outside the formation. For some reason, he no longer hid his whereabouts as usual, but when I broke through the formation, he had disappeared."

Bai Lian murmured: "No wonder he suddenly stopped telling stories. It should be because he sensed that you were breaking the formation and didn't want to meet you face to face. Are you so unpopular?"

"It's not bad!" Si Ming said in confusion after blowing up his hair: "Storytelling? Xianjun Wenjing still has this hobby? Why didn't you tell me stories in the heavens before."

"Next time I meet him, I'll scold him for you."

Si Ming smiled and said: "Then thank you, Your Highness."

"Say, be, do." Jiang Weiyan tapped on the table with his fingers, "What should we do now? Can you still track down his whereabouts?"

"Let's put it this way, if you put a sow by the tree, it will be easier for her to climb up the tree than for us to find Xianjun Wenjing." Si Ming shook his head and sighed, "The battle of Xianjun Wenjing is not limited to us. The long streets I saw."

"Ok?"

He raised his hand and threw out the topographic map of Bianjing.

"The entire Bianjing is his formation."

***

Fengdu.

Bai Lian was lying on the bed, it was Yin time, he was already sound asleep at this time, but now he didn't even feel sleepy at all.

The calming incense on the bedside table exudes a faint fragrance, and the smell of white plum is mixed with the agarwood. The elegant and mellow aroma can dispel the dull mood and let him fall asleep better.

Right now, the newly added tranquilizing incense has been burnt for less than half, but he is still extremely clear-headed, what is going on in his mind is like a cloth, and he can't see through it.

He sat up, and the quilt slid down, covering his legs loosely.

The lantern at the door was not extinguished, and the whole room was not completely plunged into darkness.Bai Lian threw off the quilt and got out of bed, wanting to go for a walk in the courtyard, but when he saw the robe on the screen, his footsteps stopped suddenly.

In Fengdu, even when the dew is deep and heavy, he won't feel cold, and he won't catch the cold if he sits in the courtyard with only his single clothes on, but he still took off his outer robe and put it on.

In those past events that he has forgotten, it seems that someone once said to him: "Don't get hurt, don't get sick, and always be safe and smooth."

A few more pear blossoms fell in the yard, and bell flowers bloomed all over the ground in another place, which bloomed very well, but some of them must have been picked by Jiang Weiyan, so I need to find some time to pick some in his yard as well. Duo go.

The koi in the pond didn't swim as vigorously as they did during the day, and wandered slowly beside the bowl lotus, probably about to rest.

The reclining chair in the courtyard is for him to lie on and bask in the sun when he has nothing to do in the afternoon on weekdays. He doesn't know when he developed the habit, and he has kept it like this for many years.

It's been a long time since anyone watched the stars late at night. In Fengdu, only the sky and the human world are the same, and what we see every night is a different constellation of stars.Sometimes it covers the whole sky, and sometimes there are only a few sporadic points, but no matter how you look at it or where you look at it, it is beautiful.

He sat in the courtyard for a while, putting down the matter that he had been unable to figure out, and thinking about what Wen Jing had said to him.

He didn't believe there was another person in the world who looked so much like him, there must be some kind of connection between them.

I missed an opportunity, and I don't know if I can see him next time I go to Bianjing.If what he said was false, it was right to listen to the story.When Tian Wenjing wanted to go back to the heaven, he would vent his anger by tying people back to Feng.

In the past few days, I am free, so it is still possible to take an afternoon to go to Bianjing. If you can't finish listening to the story once, you can go twice. There will always be a day when you finish listening.

A blue bird landed on the vermilion eaves, the animals and birds in Fengdu are not afraid of people, seeing Baili Eucalyptus flying up to the eaves and sitting beside him, he didn't move his position, even tilted his head and rubbed his hand.

Bai Lian scratched the blue bird's head with his index finger, and said softly, "Why don't you sleep?"

"Chirp, chirp, chirp..." Blue Bird naturally wouldn't answer him.

He held the blue bird in the palm of his hand, stroked the feathers on its back, and when he looked up, he saw Jiang Weiyan sitting on the eaves of the ten halls in the east, and he didn't know when he appeared.He couldn't see his expression clearly from a distance, but he could feel that Jiang Weiyan was looking at him.

Bai Lian sat quietly on the spot, not knowing what he was thinking, and he didn't even notice that the blue bird flew away from his hand.

After realizing it later, the blue bird had already flown away and landed firmly on Jiang Weiyan's shoulder.

At that moment, he suddenly figured it out, as if the mist between him and Jiang Weiyan was blown away by the night wind, he saw the matter more clearly.

For a moment, he wanted to give up the idea of ​​going back to Bianjing to search for memories. He just remembered what happened in Fengdu and the people he met in the past 1000 years. He didn't want to cling to his past.

Bai Lian saw that the sky behind Jiang Weiyan was turning pale, and after a while, the rising sun would burst out, melting gold for thousands of miles.

It's just a moment.

He jumped down from the eaves at dawn, went back to the house and changed his clothes, raised his hand to throw out a black mist in a place Jiang Weiyan couldn't see, and stepped in resolutely.

After Baili Eucalyptus left, it was time for a cup of tea. Jiang Weiyan closed his eyes and recited a mantra silently. A large cloud-like thing appeared in front of him, which was the road to the heaven.

He stood up, straightened his robe, and walked towards the cloud.

Moon Palace.

As soon as Yuelao came out of the morning court, humming a little song and returning to the hall, he saw Jiang Weiyan sitting under the marriage tree, looking up, not knowing what he was looking at.

"Yo! His Majesty the Tenth Highness? A rare guest." Yuelao sat down at the low table and poured two cups of tea, "Try it, I got it from Si Ming."

"Thank you."

Yuelao leaned against the tree, his red clothes were like blood, his long hair was loose, and there was a smile on his young and handsome face, he said: "I don't know why the Tenth Highness came to my palace?"

Jiang Weiyan looked firm, and said, "Sanshengshi."

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Si Mingwei....

Again, I knocked over a bottle of vinegar//..