Later, I finally became a white lotus in the flourishing age [Quick time travel]

Snow fell in a thick layer.

The fire in the house is burning, and it is warm and harmonious.

The young man was already emaciated and out of shape, his skinny hands were covered with a layer of wrinkled skin, on the bloodless pale skin, blue veins protruded from the back of his hand, like a snake licking people's anger, absorbing the remaining years of youth.

The snow-white handkerchief gently covered her lips, followed by a piercing cough.When the veil was removed, it was not surprising to see a drop of blood on the plain white brocade.

The color of his lips is so pale, with a little blood stain on his lips, like a rich rouge, and like a thin petal he held between his lips when he was young and carefree.

But between the eyebrows and eyes, the romantic beauty of the past has disappeared, only haggard and pale, like a flower that has bloomed to the point of decay, withering and falling with an irresistible attitude.

He opened his palm, stared blankly at the handkerchief in his hand for a long time, sighed softly, and threw it into the brazier in front of him.

The flames licked up the handkerchief bit by bit, leaving only gray and black ashes.

It was like swallowing his whole life.

Dismal, ridiculous life.

Suddenly there was a clear voice from outside the room, and the soft and charming voice of the famous courtesan from the south of the Yangtze River fell into his ears.

"The sunset rises from the west mountain to the east. Life is like picking bees. The flowers you pick are spring and heart-warming. When you arrive, it's still nothing. What's the use of people earning leisure, and go to Nanke Yimeng..."

A good sentence, go to Nanke Yimeng.

He laughed lowly, but accidentally stretched his heart and lungs, and coughed uncontrollably.

The door was pushed open with a "squeak", and the woman stepped forward quickly, carefully supporting him.

Hearing the sound of opera singing outside again, his complexion changed immediately, he pouted a few times, and complained: "Singing something depressing, I'll tell them not to sing!"

He reached out and held her down.

"Good song." He managed to stop his coughing, and said softly, "Good song, you should be rewarded."

The woman bit her lip and looked at him.

The young man reached out and clasped the edge of the jade pillow under his body, and opened it forcefully, but it turned out to be hollow inside.He poked his fingers in to feel for it, and touched a touch of smoothness.

The dense black eyelashes trembled, and as if a certain determination had finally been made, the fingers slightly bent, and hooked out the object.

It was a hairpin for men to tie their hair.

A seal character "Xu" is slightly carved on the body of the hairpin to show that it was personally forged by Master Xu, who was famous in Beijing at that time, and it is unique in the world.

However, the young man put the rare item that was hard to come by in the woman's hands: "Reward her."

"But……"

Before she had time to ask a question, she saw the young man turned sideways, closed his eyes, and his brows and eyes were full of sleepiness.

She stood there for a while, and finally realized that there was no room for change in this matter.

"The slave is going here."

The people on the couch just closed their eyes and didn't speak, as if they couldn't hear any sound.

The singing outside was still faintly sent by the cold winter wind, piercing through the snow all over the sky, and fell into people's ears intermittently——

"How many courtiers and emperors are like dreams in Huangliang..."

Maybe my life is really just like a dream.

"Wake up with nothing on the pillow, full of infatuation and autumn wind..."

If it is really a dream, let this dream wake up early.

The sedan chair passed through the long palace road and was carried steadily by four people.

Nie Han closed his eyes and sat in the sedan chair to doze off.

The new emperor has just been established, and there is a lot of waste waiting to be done, and he needs to be busy with a lot of things.Now he finally breathed a sigh of relief, and couldn't help feeling a little sleepy.

The person carrying the sedan chair stopped suddenly, Nie Han was slightly startled, and opened his eyes.

"What's the matter?"

There was silence outside.

He frowned slightly, and was about to open the curtain to see what happened, when he heard a voice from outside with some hesitation——

"The regent, the princess, is dead."

Like a thunderbolt.

A white light passed through his eyes, and he seemed to be unable to see anything for a while, only the humming roar remained in his ears.

"……What did you say?"

"Go back to the Regent, the princess, I'm dead."

A sweetness in the throat.

His Adam's apple slid up and down, and he swallowed back the blood that came out of his lungs.

"Go back." He seemed to be gritting his teeth and said, every word was dripping with blood, and his voice was aggravated, "Go back to the house."

The people under him didn't dare to neglect, they almost trotted, carrying the sedan chair all the way back.It wasn't until the sedan chair came to a steady stop in front of the mansion gate that a man stood up slowly while supporting the inner wall of the sedan chair, opened the curtain and went out.

As soon as he took a step, his feet went limp and he almost fell to the ground.

Fortunately, the people around him supported him.

"Where is Xie Yi?"

The man lowered his head, not daring to look at him: "Princess, I'm inside."

The famous Jiangnan prostitute is still singing.

"Perhaps her marriage will not be successful. This is because people can die, and fate is not in vain..."

Every word and every sentence is like weeping and complaining.

Nie Han didn't care about these things, pushed away the person who was helping him, walked quickly through the winding corridors, and finally stopped in front of a courtyard.

The person he loves all his life, the person he owes all his life, is inside this wall.

As if he couldn't bear to think about it, he closed his eyes, but a tear trickled down the corner of his eye, reflecting broken light in the dry and cold winter sun.

Finally went in.

The charcoal fire in the room had been extinguished for a while, and a stagnant coldness filled the entire space, giving people the illusion of lifeless death.

Maybe not an illusion.

Because, there is indeed a person who died here.

Nie Han stood by the screen, looked at the person lying on the bed, took a deep breath, and let it out slowly.

He walked over slowly.

Xie Yi was no longer what he remembered.

Today's Xie Yi has a haggard appearance, and the lingering tiredness between his brows and eyes is like a shadow. He has long since lost the stunning demeanor of calmly looking back under the tree.Only between the lips, there is a smear of red that has not been wiped clean, still like the red peony petal he held between his lips when they first met.

——Thank you.

He opened his lips slightly, trying to pronounce his name, but he could only make an inaudible breath.

- You wake up.

Still no sound.

He seemed to be caught in a long, endless nightmare.But I would rather be in a dream than wake up.

——Xie Yi, you lied to me, you lied to me... Wake up! ! !

With a "huh", the cold wind rolled the snow from the open window, and poured into the room, blowing the unpressed paper on the table, flying wantonly.

A cocoon of white paper splashed with ink twirled in mid-air and fell down.

Ink spots caught his eyes:

"Today, one is different from the other, and I hope you will be happy for the rest of your life."

There are only a few numbers on the paper, but the words are like sharp blades, piercing into the softest part of his heart.

"Before he left, did he say anything?"

His fingers whirled across the man's cheeks that had lost their elasticity, and he felt a chilling heart, as if his fingers were about to freeze.

The woman stood in front of the bed, looked at him coldly, and felt that the scene in front of her was extremely absurd and ironic.

"Young master asked the servant to reward Miss Tao, and he said, 'You sing well, you should be rewarded'."

The person outside was still singing as expected, his voice pierced through the wind and snow, like the guide of a dead soul flying in the wind, whimpering like weeping.

"The sunset rises from the west mountain to the east. Life is like picking bees. The flowers you pick are spring and heart-warming. When you arrive, it's still nothing. What's the use of people earning leisure, and go to Nanke Yimeng..."

He listened to it for a long time, and finally laughed idiotically, and said in a low voice: "It's a good song, it's a good song..."

Suddenly, he spat out a mouthful of blood.

The guard next to him was startled and was about to step forward, but he stopped him by raising his hand.

He looked at the quietly closed eyes of the person on the bed, and said in a low voice that was almost inaudible: "As expected, you still refuse to forgive me."

As the saying goes, death is like a lamp going out.

Xie Yi has always disbelieved in ghosts and gods, but what happened right now made him disbelieve.

Floating in mid-air, he looked at his own body lying in the coffin on the mourning hall... and felt the indescribable irony in the eyes of the man guarding the body.

The small ball of light fluttered around him, rubbing against his clothes from time to time, as if acting coquettishly, and at the same time babbling about something he didn't understand, about "host" and "traversal".I barely understood a few words, probably because there are other worlds besides the world I live in.

It sounds like the Buddhist theory of "Three Thousand Worlds".

"If I listen to you, what can I get?" Xie Yi sat on the beam, slightly tilted his head to look at the little dumpling glowing with white light.

His appearance is between male and female, the corners of his eyes are naturally slightly raised, but because of his too fair face, he showed a bit of sickly melancholy, which made Xiao Tuanzi stunned for a while.

This temperament... is really a white lotus, so suitable to be its host!

Xiaotuanzi said: "You can...you can come back to life, and come back to torture this scumbag when the time comes, how good it is." Saying this, he flew down, circled around Nie Han, and returned to Xie Yi in front of.

Xie Yi was slightly taken aback, although he didn't understand the meaning of some of the words Xiaotuanzi said, but he could still roughly guess what it was trying to express.He laughed lightly at the moment, and said: "One is different and two are lenient, each is happy. How can there be any need for revenge?"

It was the first time for Xiaotuanzi to hear such an answer, and he was at a loss for a while: "Don't you hate him?"

Xie Yi shook his head lightly, said: "I used to hate."

It means I don't hate anymore.

Xiao Tuanzi was flying up and down, the white light on his body dimmed a bit.

He couldn't understand Xie Yi's thoughts very well.

Most of the previous hosts have lost themselves because they were immersed in too intense love and hatred for a long time.Love and hate itself is an extremely slow poison. Few people can endure so many extreme emotions without breaking down.

Xiaotuanzi felt a little sad when he thought of the ninth host whose soul had just collapsed.But this doesn't dispel his idea of ​​binding Xie Yi as the tenth host.

"Don't you have any unfulfilled wishes?" Xiaobai Tuanzi was puzzled.

Obviously, the hosts it knew before were all happy to bind it to do tasks.

Xie Yi was silent for a moment, then said: "I owe someone."

Xiaobai Tuanzi was waiting for his next words.

"A... woman." Xie Yi tilted his head slightly, as if he was recalling something, "If it is possible, can she be brought back to life?"

"Huh?" Xiaotuanzi was a little surprised, but quickly realized, "Yes! Of course you can...as long as you complete the mission and accumulate enough points. With the points, you will have everything you want."

Xie Yi raised his eyebrows slightly: "Huh?" He didn't understand what the so-called "points" the system was talking about.

"Points are the coins we circulate. There are many powerful props in the system mall, but they only need a lot of points." Xiaotuanzi looked at the price of the resurrection prop and calculated in his mind, "If the host can perfect To complete the tasks in each world, you only need to go through four worlds.”

In fact, when he said this, Bai Tuanzi felt a little guilty—it was not easy to complete the task perfectly.

Xie Yi couldn't understand many words the system said, but it didn't prevent him from understanding the truth that one person can be saved by going through four worlds.

"Four worlds?" Xie Yi's eyelashes trembled, and a faint smile appeared on his pale face, "Okay."

It's just a gamble. Anyway, he has already died once. Now, what else is there to be afraid of?

The system carefully looked at Xie Yi, often at this time the host would bargain with the system for some benefits, but now the only points it has left can no longer afford benefits for novices.

However, it waited for a long time and did not hear what Xie Yuduo said.Bai Tuanzi suddenly realized that this host was different from those who lived in the era of information explosion, and didn't know that there was such a thing as novice benefits.