"Huh?" Makura suddenly jumped onto the deck guardrail, squatted down slightly, and placed one hand across his eyes as if looking into the distance.
"They say that Xiyuezhou is very rich, but I can't see it. How can such a dilapidated ferry still be docked on the shore?"
Ji Yan couldn't help but roll his eyes at him: "What do you care about? Maybe they just like it, but you can care about it?"
Dugubai said silently: "The ferry business in Xiyuezhou is doing well. In the past, the ferry business was dominated by the Nangong family. But later, the Nangong family gradually declined, and the business was transferred to other people's hands. Now... it seems... Everything fell into the hands of the Red Night Sect.”
"Nangong's family?" Luo Yi was a little surprised.
"What? Do you know him?" Dugubai looked at Luo Yi.
Luo Yi's eyes fell on the Yingluan ferry again, and he murmured to himself: "We know each other."
Makura suddenly shouted: "Look! There are lights on that ferry!"
Everyone looked around and saw that there were actually dots of fire on the old and dilapidated ferry.
It seems like...a red lantern?
Luo Yi was suddenly stunned, and a look of doubt flashed in his eyes.
"Wait a minute, I'll go take a look."
After saying this, Luo Yi jumped into the air, and Makura shouted from behind: "Hey, I'm going too!"
"No, I'll go alone."
With that said, Luo Yi had already flown away in the wind, walked through the air, and finally slowly landed on the dilapidated Yingluan ferry, falling like a fallen leaf.
This ferry has been in decay for a hundred thousand years. When Luo Yi walked on it, there would be a creaking sound with every step he took.
Luo Yi's consciousness scanned the ferry and found that there were indeed some people on the ferry.
There are only a few hundred, and it seems that these people... seem to have lived here for a long time?
It's just that the cultivation level of these people is really not high. The highest one is just a middle-aged man at the peak of the Return to Void Realm. He is sitting cross-legged on the bed with a sad look on his face. He seems to be comprehending the rules and wants to To break through to the realm of Tongxuan.
Unfortunately, it failed.
Luo Yi's consciousness swept across the entire ferry, and the people on the ferry did not notice anything unusual.
In fact, there is a formation similar to the sect-protecting formation on this ferry, but unfortunately, this formation is incomplete. For Luo Yi, it can almost be said to be freedom of entry and exit.
Luo Yi's consciousness finally stopped in a courtyard at the top of the ferry.
Luo Yi's expression suddenly became a little complicated and inexplicable.
His figure disappeared from the spot and appeared directly in the courtyard.
This courtyard is the same courtyard where Luo Yi and Bai Ze lived. Although tens of thousands of years have passed, the layout of the courtyard has not changed at all.
Everything is exactly the same as before.
Luo Yi walked slowly in the courtyard, and then came to the backyard.
The same is true in the backyard. A huge tree stands here, and there are tea tables, rattan chairs, etc. under the tree for people to enjoy the cool and rest.
However, at this moment, there is a figure under the tree.
The man had his back to Luo Yi and his head lowered, as if he was falling asleep.
After Luo Yi saw the back figure, his expression was finally shocked. He seemed to be sure of something, and the complex color in his eyes became stronger.
Luo Yi slowly came to the skinny figure and seemed to be aware of the footsteps behind him. The old woman, who had lowered her head and was dozing, woke up from her sleep.
"Ahem, I don't have anything left to take here. Fellow Taoist, please go back."
Luo Yi said nothing.
The skinny figure slowly shook his head, "I, Nangong, have sold my ancestral property and live on this ferry. Even if you want to get some benefits here, I'm afraid you will be disappointed."
Luo Yi said slowly: "Nangong Wan'er, long time no see."
The skinny figure suddenly trembled after hearing Luo Yi's voice.
But the old woman didn't turn around. She suddenly fell silent, but her shoulders trembled slightly.
Luo Yi said softly: "The Nangong family was very prosperous for a while, how come it suddenly... suddenly ended up like this?"
The old woman's voice suddenly became hoarse, "One hundred thousand years is enough time to change everything."
Luo Yi hesitated to speak. He wanted to take a few steps forward, but was stopped by the old woman's voice.
"Don't come over, don't come over..."
The old woman seemed to be afraid that Luo Yi would see him in his current state.
Luo Yi sighed, "Why is it necessary?"
The old woman said: "I don't know either. I just thought, wait, wait, and wait. Unknowingly, I have waited until now."
The old woman said again: "Back then, when you left without saying goodbye, I went to look for you in the Middle-Earth China. I went to Longhu Mountain, Dawu, and many, many places."
"In those places, I only heard stories about you one after another. Unfortunately, I have never been able to find you."
The old woman began to slowly tell the story of the past. A bright moon appeared on the sea, and the moonlight shone freely on the two of them.
The moonlight made the old woman's already pale hair become even more silver-clad.
The moonlight shone down, seeming to dye Luo Yi's black hair with a layer of silver.
From a distance, it seems that the two of them have grown old together.
The old woman talked a lot and talked for a long time.
Luo Yi stood behind her and listened quietly.
The two figures of the arrogant and domineering Nangong Wan'er back then, and the old woman whose soul and body were hopelessly decayed, gradually overlapped in front of Luo Yi.
At this moment, Luo Yi's understanding of [life] and [destruction] seemed to be deeper.
After an unknown amount of time, the old woman finally finished telling her story.
This love letter that had drifted for a hundred thousand years, she finally handed it to Luo Yi with her own hands.
A quick glance when you were young, someone or something you met can easily be unforgettable for the rest of your life.
A certain look or a certain word from the other party will not be suddenly understood until years or even decades later, on a sunny afternoon or a stormy evening.
That one was dressed in black, an ancient sword, and a bamboo hat.
On the stormy sea that day, in the shadow of swords and swords despised by thousands of people, Luo Yi's look back made her remember it for so long.
It seems that no matter what, I can't forget it...
"Luo Yi, can you do me a favor?"
"you say."
"After I leave, can you help me take care of the Nangong family? I owe these children a lot, but... I have no way to repay them."
Luo Yi nodded heavily, "Don't worry, I will definitely settle them properly."
The old woman nodded. She seemed to want to turn around, but finally gave up.
The old woman raised her head.
"The moonlight tonight is so beautiful."
Luo Yi also raised his head, but the moment Luo Yi raised his head, the old woman's body fell backwards weakly.
Luo Yi stepped forward and gently held her shoulders.
She waited for him for a hundred thousand years, but in the end, she still didn't have the courage to take another look at Luo Yi.
I also don’t have the courage to say that sentence:
"Luo Yi."
"I like you."
