[Yang Chan] Fei Tian

Spring goes and winter comes.When Ye Jianan went to Mount Hua, the peach branches he brought were exchanged again and again, and it took another six hundred years in a flash.During this period, the dynasties changed and the Tartars gained power for a hundred years. In the end, the country returned to the hands of the Han people.

She either listens to Canaan, or Lao Li, or Fox—they each tell stories from the outside world, and when they are pieced together, from the Song Dynasty to the Meng Yuan and then to the Ming Dynasty of the Zhu family, it is now the 28th year of Jiajing.

She no longer asks who Lao Li is, it doesn't make much sense whether he is or not; she also no longer clings to those memories of the past, after all, it is the past, looking back is only 500 years, her future , who knows how many two thousand and five hundred years.

Her spiritual consciousness never got out of trouble again, and in these 600 years, Yang Jian never came.

Canaan said to her: "When the master gets up early, he must first make a pot of good tea; occasionally he burns incense, using ordinary sandalwood; after that, he enters the temple for two hours, reads for two hours, meditates for three hours, and then reads for two hours. An hour, and then another meditation... and the day passed like this."

Day after day, year after year, this is the life I live.She didn't expect her second brother to be such an indifferent person, he was obviously not like that in the past...

"Boring!" Yang Chan commented.

But thinking about herself, she has been sitting still for 900 years; even if pushed forward, as a free body, the greatest pleasure she can do every day is nothing more than killing people.

Therefore, she is not qualified to comment.

"Yes..." Canaan nodded and echoed, "Master's life has remained unchanged for hundreds of years, why don't you let the disciple tell the master some recent anecdotes in the world."

"Oh? Is there anything worth mentioning?"

Then Canaan talked about some interesting stories about the dynasty, halfway through the talk, Yang Chan waved his hand impatiently and said: "Let's talk about my second brother, besides his boring life, does anyone come to visit?"

"Yes, the Heavenly Court will send people here and there to attend banquets, or order to govern local affairs, and there will always be visits..."

"I'm talking about acquaintances," Yang Chan looked up at him, "He has many old friends in the past, how come you haven't heard of any of them?"

"This..." Ye Jianan hesitated to speak.

"If you have something to say, say it, don't hesitate in front of your teacher."

Canaan had no choice but to tell the truth: "There are indeed acquaintances...such as Daoist Yuding, the third prince Li, etc....but there are very few of them. It's just because the master imprisoned you in Huashan back then, and I heard that there are many people in the heavenly court who are interested in him. Dissatisfied, they say..."

"say what?"

"Say...he doesn't care about family affection, and is willing to be a dog. The pain of his birth mother being imprisoned was nothing more than a mere one. Now he has a hard-hearted heart and no reason to make friends, so..."

"Hmph, hypocrisy," she said, "I used to be an eagle dog, did they forget? I killed many people, and they forgot too? The second brother is only doing things impartially to me. These people are in the heaven by themselves, why are they chewing their tongues? It's just I have been dissatisfied with him for a long time, just find an excuse! You have an ugly face, and you are all villains!"

"Master said that," Ye Jianan nodded with a pleasing attitude, "but master, are you really willing to be imprisoned here? It has been 900 years, and you have made contributions to the heavenly court." , those thousands of lives should have been compensated long ago, here, you should not be trapped anymore..."

"That's right," Yang Chan applauded him, "And then?"

"Then?"

"Let me out, there must be a way. Are you planning to petition the heavenly court, or move this mountain for me privately?"

Canaan glanced behind him: Old Li was drinking outside the cave, so he shouldn't have heard their conversation.

He lowered his voice by half a minute, and said respectfully: "Master, what do you want me to do?"

"Oh, what should I do?" Yang Chan saw his behavior, "Tell me, which of these two things can you do?"

"This... what does Master mean by this..."

Yang Chan sneered: "Ye Jianan, how many catties and taels do you have, don't you know as a teacher? The former must be in a high position in the heavenly court, and you are not; The courage to resist. If you have these, you have already released me, and you still need to ask me for instructions today?"

Canaan was startled, raised his head and said, "Master, you..."

"Now you still rely on my second brother for your life, and he personally tortured me. For your own sake, don't mention this matter in the future!"

Canaan lowered his head again, and a trace of gaffe disappeared in his eyes: "Yes...disciple...understood..."

Yang Chan coughed, then slowed down and said, "Go ahead and talk about something else. Has my second brother mentioned me recently?"

"As usual, no..."

Yang Chan suddenly felt bored: "There is nothing to talk about like this, you can go back, don't let the second brother worry."

"Yes……"

Ye Jianan left, and Lao Li came in instead.

"He really cares about you. He comes here every year. You really didn't raise this child for nothing," Lao Li sighed. "It's just that I just saw the unkindness in his eyes. I don't know what you said just now?"

"It's nothing." Yang Chan closed his eyes again and rested his mind. "A fox's son is a fox's son after all. Half a beast, you can't believe it."

Lao Li was noncommittal about this: "Beasts also have feelings."

"Yes... I can count what I have seen in the world. There are different degrees of severity, but the feelings of animals are mostly narrow-minded."

Lao Li sighed, "If he listens to your words, he will be sad..."

"What hurts, it's all true."

Lao Li opened the gourd and took a sip of wine: "So, the truth hurts the most. Back then..."

Lao Li opened his mouth, and it was another story. I don't know if he really saw it with his own eyes.

This year was another year of smooth weather and no disasters. Except for the early death of the crown prince Zhu Zaixun, nothing major seemed to happen.However, although the Ming Dynasty seemed to be in full swing, it showed signs of decline.The dragon's breath and mourning sounded again in the Huashan Mountains, heralding the decline of a country.

"Dragon's breath, dragon's breath, so the fate of a country, can you...see it?"

Yang Chan said to herself, the dragon's breath hummed slightly under her, and she didn't answer.

Since that day when the consciousness left the body and returned, and the lotus blossoms in the cave rose, there was an inexplicable feeling between her and the dragon's breath.It's a pity that her eight-success body has been crippled, otherwise it would be no problem to take it out.

She occasionally talks to it with thoughts, but the dragon's breath is not a thing, and she doesn't understand the voice of response.

"What is the power of the Ming Dynasty, and how many years can it last? Can you see it?"

she asked again.This time, there was not even a sound, and the ground veins returned to calm again.

That's right, she thought, what about Daming, what does it have to do with her?A dynasty will always have its day of extinction, and no one can escape.There is no eternal empire in the world, only the mountains and rivers remain the same, and this Mount Hua, I don’t know how long it will be on her head...

Just now, Canaan's words really touched her, she wanted to go out, but she didn't want to go out.

For some things, she still wants to wait and see, maybe next year, Yang Jian will come to see her in person.

She closed her eyes, turned the time upside down, and the picture in her mind went back to more than 2000 years ago...

……

——Da Zhou.

Drain the estuary.

There is only one big house in Linjiang, facing north and south, and you can have a panoramic view of the surrounding scenery by pushing the door.The owner of the mansion is having a wedding, but according to the weekly system, the evening ceremony is a dark ritual, and it should not be extravagant, so there are not many guests, and the front door is also deserted.

She descended from the clouds and landed a little far away from the mansion. When she got closer, she hesitated for a while, wanted to knock on the door, but withdrew her hand again.

Decades have passed and things have changed.

Seemingly knowing that she would come, Yu Ding stood not far away to meet her, with a complicated expression on his face, unable to tell whether it was joy, disappointment or something else.

But what he said was: "You want to come, does Jian'er know?"

With her hands behind her back, she looked at the door without saying a word.

Yu Ding thought for a while and murmured: "...you shouldn't have come..."

She heard this and looked towards the door.She hesitated, but couldn't even take half a step forward.After a while, she finally gave up and turned around: "I see."

She never looked back, step by step, and gradually moved away from the mansion... and that door has never been opened from the beginning to the end.

……

She has often thought of this scene recently.What would have happened if she had pushed the door open and entered back then?

She once heard Yu Ding talk about Yang Jian's murder in the Heavenly Court.Half for my mother, half for myself.He...until Xihai left, he never gave up on healing her heartache.

That was her second brother, always her second brother!In the past, she thought she didn't care about these things, but in the 900 years of Huashan, she had only seen one side of him—that side, she suddenly understood that what she lost was a taste, and it must be closely related to him.

But what it was, she couldn't remember.