Countless thoughts lingered in Jiang Zhiyuan's mind, like a mess of knotted threads, and he didn't know where to solve them.
Obviously......
Obviously the two of them didn't get along for a long time, right?
But why when I think about it now, I always feel like they have known each other for a long, long time.
She remembered the girl who was chasing two big monsters that day. During that time, which could be regarded as the flower before the moon and under the moon, she saw a dull-looking person, not very smart but somewhat pretty, who couldn't move his eyes when he saw her. Taoist priest.
She remembered that day when she stood alone in the cold and bitter wind and snow outside Chang'an City, facing a whole city of people alone, the figure who dared to stand in front of the ruthless and powerful Human Emperor and speak for herself.
She recalled that day outside Fulong City, when she faced the killing blows of the four top assassins Shengdan Jingchou. The figure who looked thin and frail, and whose body might not be as strong as her own, still stood in front of her without hesitation.
She recalled that this journey was full of dangers, but this Taoist priest named Meng, who was almost the same age as her, always maintained a warm and gentle smile.
She remembered that day, when they had just said goodbye to the Gu family and got into the car in Fulong City, she asked him curiously, "That woman clearly has a crush on you, why don't you stay?"
He moved his fingers slightly, shook his head slightly, sighed and said, "She is not destined to be with me, so there is no need to force her."
She said with some displeasure, "There is still a flaw in God's will that can only be controlled by others. If you don't try, how will you know whether your fate this time is in your own hands?"
He thought for a long time and remained silent.
Perhaps, today is a repeat of yesterday's mistakes.
Jiang Zhiyuan was slightly touched in her heart. She didn't know what kind of emotions she felt towards Meng. She was either grateful to him for escorting him all the way, or she had deep admiration for him, or she had other feelings. …
All kinds of emotions were intertwined and finally turned into a big net, which caught Jiang Zhiyuan's heart and dragged it into the abyss, without any resistance.
"you are leaving?"
She didn't react until Jiang Zhiyuan said this.
Even she herself felt that what she said was really inappropriate.
Obviously the one who wants to leave is me.
"Well, I have to leave. You are finally here, let's say goodbye here!" Liao Meng said softly.
He has lived on Qingcheng Mountain since he was a child and does not understand the sentimental path of the world, but he is not unaware of the strange look in Gu Meng's eyes when he said goodbye to him outside Fulong City. What a thought it contains.
The sun was shining brightly that day, the breeze was gentle, and the woman's tender eyes couldn't keep his back.
He just felt that maybe he chose not to leave that day and chose to stay in Fulong City. In that case, today would be different.
And today...
Liao Meng looked at the beautiful woman in front of him. There was still a trace of distressing haggard caused by the long journey in the curved willow eyebrows. A pair of bright eyes stared at him, and the slightly trembling eyes seemed to be struggling with some unspeakable thoughts.
In fact, Liao Meng's heart was also filled with complex emotions regarding Jiang Zhiyuan.
The connection with her may be that on that day, he achieved great success in divination, finally broke the taboo, and did some divination for himself. As a result, he calculated that he was destined to have a disaster in his life, and it would happen to a woman. .
It was on that day that he mustered up the courage to walk out of the blessing that Qingcheng Mountain had given him with a hundred years of luck, and wanted to experience the disaster himself.
I have been cultivating Taoism for decades and have never been tempted by ordinary thoughts.
Once the calamity comes, sharpen my Taoist heart.
If at the beginning, Liao Meng just wanted to see what the so-called calamity was, then when he chose to follow Jiang Zhiyuan down the mountain, the experiences along the way became his calamity.
The mountains and rivers along the way, the hardships and hatred along the way, Liao Meng's heart was full of peace, and he only regarded all of this as a calamity that he had to overcome.
His feelings for Jiang Zhiyuan seemed to be just that of a good friend. Apart from that, he might be a person sent by God, destined for him to meet and test him.
If fate gathers, they will gather; if fate separates, they will scatter. In the end, it is just an acquaintance.
"Then where are you going to go next?" Jiang Zhiyuan straightened her hair and asked, "Going back to Qingcheng Mountain?"
Liao Meng shook his head, "I don't know, maybe... just take a walk around. Kyushu is so big, it would be a pity not to go and see it."
There was a rare trace of confusion in his eyes. He did not tell Jiang Zhiyuan that he had left Qingcheng Mountain that day in order to cope with her fate.
After leaving, maybe he will never return to Qingcheng Mountain.
Jiang Zhiyuan smiled, looked at the town decorated with lights, and said, "New Year's Eve is tomorrow. Where are you going to have New Year's Eve dinner?"
Liao Meng was stunned when he heard the words. He looked at the town, where a group of children were playing, old couples supporting each other, or couples in love...
All of this was something he had never seen on Qingcheng Mountain. Qingcheng Mountain was only pure all year round, and most of the occasional pilgrims just came to pay their respects and then left directly.
As for Qingcheng Mountain at this time, it may be the same as before. A group of disciples and elders, under the leadership of the leader, are preparing for a ceremony to pay homage to their deceased ancestors and uncles. Apart from this, there are no other activities.
The lively worldly world belonged to others, and he only had a calmness in his heart. But at this moment, this calmness began to have some ripples.
Liao Meng couldn't help but feel an unprecedented feeling from the bottom of his heart. Perhaps his life should not just stay in the small Qingcheng Mountain.
This red dust full of the smell of fireworks is really memorable!
"I...I don't know. There is no such thing as a New Year's Eve dinner on Qingcheng Mountain. Maybe it's just like usual!"
"What kind?"
"That means eating, sleeping, and walking around!"
"Then...don't you consider going to Qingzhou with me?" Jiang Zhiyuan said slowly, with a slightly shy smile on his face.
Luo Meng was stunned for a moment, then shook his head slightly.
Jiang Zhiyuan asked in confusion, "Why? Anyway... you are traveling to other places. If you go to Qingzhou, I can also... do something for you. Why not go?"
"The hexagram says that today is not the time for me to enter Qingzhou." Liao Meng said lightly.
Jiang Zhiyuan looked at Meng's serious look, and couldn't help showing disappointment in his eyes.
"Did the hexagram say when will you be able to enter Qingzhou?" Jiang Zhiyuan asked again.
Liao Meng's eyes flickered slightly, he raised his right hand and put it in front of him, and after flexing his fingers, he said softly, "Maybe next year, or the year after, I just said it will be a day of warm spring and flowers blooming."
"Then...do you really believe everything said in the hexagram?"
Liao Meng faced Jiang Zhiyuan's somewhat incomprehensible look, sighed softly, and said, "If one day you can understand that God's will is unbreakable, maybe you will also know what the feeling of powerlessness that comes from fate is."
Jiang Zhiyuan was silent for a while after hearing this, then turned around and said after a long time, "Then... sir, you went through all the trouble to escort me all the way, is there anything you want?"
Liao Meng shook his head and said, "I was entrusted by someone to give it to you. As for the reward, that person has already paid it."
Jiang Zhiyuan was silent for a long time again, "So... it turns out that you were entrusted by someone?"
Meng turned around silently, raised his feet and strode away.
However, Jiang Zhiyuan stopped him again.
"Sir, please stay."
Ling Meng paused and turned his head to look at Jiang Zhiyuan curiously.
Jiang Zhiyuan still turned her back to him and said softly, "Sir, can you do another fortune telling for me?"
Liao Meng hesitated for a moment and asked, "What do you want to count?"
"I want to...calculate my marriage luck."
The dreams come together gently, and the mind is immersed in the vast and boundless arithmetic.
With his great divination method, there is no need to be like those fortune tellers who set up stalls on the street and claim to be half-immortals. They also need to take people's birth dates, horoscopes, and read faces and palms.
He only needs to know some simple information, or a name, or an appearance, to figure out what he wants.
For some reason, the fortune telling went particularly smoothly this time, even faster than his usual fortune telling.
After only a moment, Ling Meng opened his eyes, looked at Jiang Zhiyuan's back with complicated eyes, and said, "From the perspective of the hexagram, you are destined to be lonely in this life, whether it is the love you once had or the ambiguity you have now. , it’s impossible for it to last long, and it’s impossible for it to have any results.”
A few simple words, but it seemed as if he was reciting a lengthy scripture, which made him feel peaceful but slightly tired.
"Well... I knew it would be this result. By the way, sir, have you ever calculated your marriage destiny?" Jiang Zhiyuan said in a calm tone.
"A fortuneteller cannot tell his own fortune." Liao Meng said calmly.
Jiang Zhiyuan and Liao Meng both fell into silence coincidentally. Perhaps there was no topic between the two of them to continue chatting, or perhaps because both what should be said and what should not be said have been said, and it was time to speak in an elegant manner. And polite silence ended this separation.
A gust of wind blew gently over the town, bringing a peaceful and peaceful atmosphere.
In this slightly cool weather, the young man and the girl walked opposite each other, parting in this late winter season.
This long journey has finally come to an end. I wonder if God will arrange another fate for these two such small people to meet again in the vast land of Kyushu.
Meng slapped Yiniao who was napping on the chair to wake up, and then put the pig demon on the carriage again. Although the two demons were full of reluctance, under Meng's various threats and inducements, they had to start a new journey again. journey of.
As for Jiang Zhiyuan, he stopped after walking dozens of steps.
She turned around and watched Meng walking towards the backs of the two demons.
She stopped leaving, but he didn't take a step towards her.
