I was wrong, I was really wrong!

According to the customs of Nantang Town, the [-]th day of the [-]th lunar month is Qi Xu's death day.

After nearly half a year of silence, the ancestral house in Nantang Town finally ushered in a rare bustle.

Qi Xu was buried on the back hill of Nantang Town, facing south and leaning against the green hills.A simple tomb stands in the middle of the sleeping places of countless Qi family ancestors.

After arriving at Nantang Town, Qi Shan asked Zhong Han to take him to the back mountain.

There was just a light snowfall last night. Even in the south, the climate in Nantang Town is very cold and humid at this time of year.The cold air is engulfed with water vapor, and it drills directly into the cracks in human bones.Qi Shan's fragile mortal body is not comparable to Zhong Han's powerful race, and she is wrapped in a thick down jacket, so she can only follow behind her and chase after her.

Zhong Han stepped on the somewhat frozen and slippery ground and was still as light as a swallow, Qi Shan barely kept up with her footsteps.

"Those," Zhong Han led Qi Shan up the mountain, pointing to a pine forest not far away, "The people buried in that forest are all Xiaoxu."

Qi Shan finally caught up with her, holding on to a pine tree, panting.Hearing this, he raised his head and looked in the direction Zhong Han pointed.There are many stone tablets in the pine forest, some of which have been eroded by wind and rain, and there is no trace of the names on them.

Approaching those tombstones, from north to south, the stone monuments are getting newer and newer.And the closest to him, the newest tomb, is the resting place of Qi Xu in this life.It was also the only tombstone with her picture on it.

In the photo on the tombstone, Qi Xu looked at Qi Shan quietly with a peaceful smile on his young face.

"Sister." Qi Shan squatted down in front of the tombstone, "I've come to see you."

It was midwinter, and the fine grass under the pine forest was withered, yellow and withered, covered by last night's snow, and completely disappeared.The ground under our feet is covered with a layer of white snow, with only a few sporadic pine needles falling on it, which has a pure beauty.

Qi Shan picked up the pine branch that fell in front of Qi Xu's tombstone and threw it aside, and sat cross-legged on the snow.He quietly stared at Qi Xu's photo on the tombstone for a while, then suddenly asked, "Zhong Han, where do you think my sister will go in her next life?"

"I don't know either." Zhong Han followed him and squatted down side by side, brushing off the snow on the tombstone, "But Xiaoxu has changed her fate many times, and the next reincarnation may not be good People."

"...Really?" Qi Shan murmured.

"That's what the good words say."

"Good speech?" Qi Shan was a little surprised, "By the way, why didn't he come with you this time?"

Zhong Han fell silent for a while, and she said after a long time: "He has something to do. Besides, there is no need for him to follow me all the time."

Qi Shan had an intuition that she had a problem with Liangci, but it seemed that it was inappropriate for him to ask directly.He opened his mouth and closed it again.

"Good words are different from me." Qi Shan didn't ask, but Zhong Han spoke up by himself.

Qi Shan looked at her with a masked face, followed her and asked, "Why is it different?"

"He is not a god." Zhong Han was silent for a moment again, with a complicated expression on his face, "but he used to be. He was invincible, and his reputation was almost second only to Buddha. But... one day, he no longer believed in Buddha. He turned his back on the way of heaven and entered the evil way."

"He said that we should not have beliefs, even if we do, that belief should be ourselves. If you put your beliefs on other things, then once you find that thing is not what you thought it was, you will follow Your faith crumbles together."

"He said that he once thought that the Buddha was merciful, and in the eyes of the Buddha, all living beings are equal. But later he discovered that this is not the case at all. In order to achieve the goal, in the eyes of the gods and Buddhas of heaven, we are actually just pawns that can be used or discarded. "Zhong Han's tone was calm, as if the words she said at this moment had been pondered over and over in her heart thousands of times, until she became numb. "He once used his combat power to guide the evil creatures to believe in the way of heaven, and he was proud of it. But one day, he no longer thought so."

"So, do you have a conflict of ideas?" After listening, Qi Shan came to such a conclusion.

Zhong Han nodded: "I was born as a god, and I never thought of turning my back on the gods and Buddhas. It is my instinct to bow to the Buddha. To be honest, I can't understand him."

"Then have you ever thought about why I changed my belief?" A voice suddenly sounded.

Zhong Han was silent, then shook her head: "No." She squatted there, propped her knees with one hand, and poked with the other hand on the snow, gradually forming a lotus pattern.

It wasn't until the pattern was complete that she turned her head belatedly and looked at the person who came by in astonishment: "Why are you following me again?"

Liang Ci didn't say a word, pulled Zhong Han up and left.

Qi Shan was thrown on the mountain by himself. Although it was broad daylight, there were cemeteries far and near here, it was really scary.He turned his head, looked at Qi Xu's photo intently, and tried his best to ignore the other graves.

"Sister." After a long time, he finally opened his mouth, his voice still trembling a little. "Originally tomorrow is your death day, but there are too many people here. I am afraid that I will not have a chance to talk to you, so I came here today. I am with Qingyu, and I am serious. Come today, it is Wanted to tell you about it."

He was silent for a while, and smiled helplessly: "I had a lot to say to you, but when Zhong Han interrupted me just now, I forgot."

"I know you have already left, but there seems to be no other place to talk to you except here. Whether you can hear it or not, let's chat with you... We will be fine." Qi Shan said, "I remember almost everything and sometimes it's amazing, the illusion that I've lived a long time."

"I'm kind of in love with Qingyu, so it doesn't matter who I am anymore." Sitting in the snow for too long, Qi Shan began to feel cold, he stood up on the ground and patted the snow on his body. "Sister, recently I remembered something about Qi Yanheng, but I'm not sure if I remembered it wrong. It's been so long, it's really a bit vague."

"Forget it," he said, he paused, "it doesn't matter anymore."

Qi Shan went back to his ancestral house, and saw many old people outside the yard where he and Qingyu lived temporarily.The old people are strong and vigorous, looking at their courtyard door eagerly, as if they want to go in, but they don't seem to dare to enter.

"Grandpa, what are you doing here? Why don't you go in?" Qi Shan stepped forward to say hello.

The old people were taken aback by Qi Shan's sudden appearance. After seeing him clearly, they waved their hands, "Forget it, I won't go in. It's cold, go in quickly, kid." After speaking, several old people left together , walking slowly on the thin snow, but it seems very comfortable and leisurely.

"What's going on?" Qi Shan muttered, opened the courtyard door and entered.

As soon as he entered the room, he saw Qingyu nestled on his bed, leaning against the head of the bed to read a book.Hearing the movement, Qingyu raised her head and greeted him: "You are back."

"Why did you come to me?" Qi Shan pouted at his behavior of occupying the magpie's nest, took off his half-wet coat and pants, and slipped under the quilt. "No, I'm freezing to death. If you point it over there, you will suck up all the heat from my body."

Qingyu moved her body consciously, and pushed down the quilt between the two of them hard, separating the space under the quilt. "Why have you been here for so long?"

"It's a mountain. It will take a long time to climb up and down, and I can't fly." Qi Shan pulled the quilt up to his neck, and all the gaps were tightly packed, and finally he relaxed a little. "By the way, what are those old people outside the door here for? They refused to come in even if I asked them to come in. I thought they wanted to come in."

"They want to come in." Qing Yu tucked the corner of the quilt for Qi Shan, and turned her gaze back to the book in her hand.

"Then why did they leave again? Besides, what did they come in for?"

"They wanted to come in and worship me." Qingyu said to him with a smile, "But seeing you coming back, I felt embarrassed to come in, so I left."

"Hey, what do you have to pray for, and you can't make a wish." Qi Shan said disdainfully, and shivered after speaking, "Fortunately, I'm wearing long johns, otherwise I'd freeze to death."

"Don't underestimate me, I'm very smart." Qingyu put down the book, and said to Qi Shan with a straight face, "But in troubled times, begging me is more useful than asking the Buddha. If I remember correctly, they should be substitutes. The ancestors came to fulfill their vows. But I am not a Buddhist, so I don’t need to pay attention to whether I fulfill my vows or not? So I didn’t go out.”

Qi Shan turned sideways, and lay down on the pillow, "It's not a troubled time now, don't be proud, let's read your book."

But Qingyu put the book aside, pulled the quilt and lay down on the bed. "Sleep with you for a while." He kissed the corner of Qi Shan's lips, "Good afternoon."

Two days later, the people who came for the anniversary of Qi Xu's death left one after another.Qi Shan was still the last one, and locked the heavy gate of the ancestral house.

The life after returning to S city is busy but fulfilling, of course, it is only for Qingyu.Master Ma came to the teahouse at noon and got off work at five o'clock in the afternoon, and Mama Qi arranged all the time for Qingyu in the evening.

Master Ma and Qingyu are two completely different styles, but they have attracted many guests to the teahouse strangely.However, there are still obvious differences in the group of guests who like the two. When Master Ma was there, there were obviously more middle-aged people.But on the night when Qingyu was there, the number of young people in the teahouse almost climbed to peaks one after another.

There were even other tea houses who secretly contacted Qingyu, wanting to spend a lot of money to poach the wall, but it turned out to be a joke in the end.

As for Qi Shan, his life is the same as the previous 21 years, with no obvious changes.The only difference is that at night, the doors and windows must always be checked before going to sleep.Because Qingyu sometimes sneaks into his room at night on a whim, and gets under his quilt.Without exception, the final result was to freeze Qi Shan awake, while Qing Yu herself slept soundly.

"Sometimes I really want to hit you. Where did you get the key?" One morning when she woke up from the cold, Qi Shan slapped Qing Yu's face with a pillow, gnashing her teeth.

Qingyu opened her eyes in a daze, and her voice was a little confused and hoarse when she woke up in the morning, which was unusually pleasant and provocative, "You have already hit me." He stretched out his hand from under the quilt and put his arm around Qi Shan's waist, "I You can pick the lock, it's useless for you to lock the door. Go to sleep for a while."

"Go back to your room and sleep." Qi Shan was unmoved by the beauty and resolutely defended her sovereignty.

"No." Qingyu rejected him without even opening her eyes.

"No..." Qi Shan woke up from his anger, "You keep waking me up from the cold, what's the matter?"

Qingyu still closed her eyes, "I didn't touch you when I fell asleep, you hugged me by yourself."

"..." Qi Shan casually picked up the pillow, and slapped Qingyu on the head again.

"Brother, it's alright, I'll go back, stop making trouble..." Qingyu finally couldn't sleep, got up sleepily, took advantage of Qi Shan's unpreparedness, and smacked Qi Shan on his cheek, and then clamped herself Pillow yawned and went out the door.

Qi Shan looked at his back, speechless for a while.I always feel that this old ghost seems to be getting more and more human, but his face is also getting thicker.

As time passed, Qi Shan's ordeal finally passed.By the time he realized that he hadn't woken up from the cold for a long time, it was already the end of spring.

"When will you recover? The one-piece pajamas my mother bought for you are almost falling to dust." Qi Shan said with emotion on the day the highest daily temperature exceeded [-]°C.

Qingyu shook her head: "I'm not sure, but it seems to be coming soon."

He said it was coming soon, Qi Shan just listened casually and didn't take it seriously at all.After all, he really didn't expect that Qingyu spoke so fast, so fast.

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