Ghosts, dead seas, and yellow sands in the desert.
The middle-aged man sat calmly in the wheelchair. There was no obvious emotion in his perfect facial features, but the crown that was always neat and tidy seemed to be a little crooked today.
Yan Yun, who had the same expressionless face but was far different in appearance, stood beside Yi An in a black windbreaker and straightened the wide cloak he was wearing.
"Sir, you have been here for two hours. The divine machine and the other corpse have been collected. It's time for us to go back."
When Yi An and Yan Yun arrived at the Ghostly Dead Sea, there was no one there, only yellow sand. With these 800 miles of yellow sand, it was hard to believe that this land had been very prosperous not long ago.
If it thrives because of one person, it will decline because of the fall of that person.
Yi An's eyes were incomprehensible. He was holding an urn in his hand, which actually contained the ashes of two people. Shenji's body blended with the other body. There was no way to separate them, so they had to be cremated together. Yi An walked in a hurry , I didn't listen to Jiudao's detailed explanation, but the words "die in love" can also give a glimpse of eighty-nine of them. These two people have been entangled for half their lives, and it is a good ending to be buried together after death.
The urn in Yi An's hand was simple and solemn. The urn was exquisitely carved, but the wood was just a piece of very common pine wood that could be seen everywhere. It was even a little old.
Looking at the exquisite carvings on the ordinary old wood, Yi An's thoughts gradually returned to the past.
Deep in the mountains and old forests, there are ghost valleys.
"Senior brother, our strategist family has a century-old tradition that only two descendants are produced in each generation, and only one of these two descendants can survive in the end, just like Sun Bin, Pang Juan, Su Qin, and Zhang Yi. What do you think about this matter? look?"
The girl was slim and graceful, with an innocent face, and the questions she asked were also innocent. Except for the fleeting look of depth on her face that did not match her age, it was hard to imagine that this girl would be the Madame Shenji who would dominate the Seven Kingdoms in the future.
"The general trend of the world, one is ebbing and the other is ebbing, and one move affects the whole body. I, Guigu's sect, seizes the world's great talents. There are only two people in each generation. Both of them are like dragons and phoenixes among men, and they must compete with each other. It is to balance one thing with another and eventually develop the greatest talent that can shake up the world.
Therefore, although the Zongheng family is a small sect among hundreds of schools of thought, whether it is Sun Pang or Su Zhang, or you and me in the future, they are existences that other families cannot match.
Not seeking to be educated, but seeking to stand out, this is what our group pursues. For this reason, you and I are destined to only have one alive in the future, and we will drive this giant that is called the world with the pride of Guigu. Boat. "
The young man stood with his hands behind his hands, his heart was full of enthusiasm, and his words were also high-spirited. Except for the occasional hint of indifference and compassion in his eyes, it was difficult to imagine that this young man was Mr. Yi An, who would later retire to his paradise.
"Haha, senior brother has really understood our Guigu teachings very thoroughly. If you stand out, if that needle is me, I will make this wood into an urn and hide you in it, senior brother."
The boy was speechless as he watched the girl neatly break the thick branches of the old pine tree in front of her, holding the thick branches with her small body.
"My burial place is so random?"
The young man did not express the slightest hint of pregnancy that the two of them must advance and retreat at the same time. The one who advances will gain power in the world, and the one who retreats will return to dust. The fate of Pang Juan and Su Qin is already a good lesson.
He did not deny that his junior sister's talents were on par with his own, and it was not impossible that she was the one who stood out in the end.
He is confident, proud, and ambitious, but he is also very rational and not arrogant. He just has a hard time understanding that his junior sister chose his burial place so hastily.
"After all, we are in the same school, and we have been together day and night for so many years, why can't you be more attentive?"
The girl hugged the thick branches, smiled brightly like spring flowers, and said:
"Senior brother, look at the sky, this earth, you who just pointed out the world, and this old pine that coexists with you and me in the world at this moment. How can I say that I didn't care when I chose it?"
When the young man heard these words, he swung his knife and split the other half of the old pine branch. He put it into the storage charm on his waist, turned to the junior sister beside him and said:
"I also have to keep one as a backup. If that needle was me instead of you, I would do the same thing for you, junior sister."
"Hahaha……"
The girl suddenly laughed heartily, and the branch in her hand swayed as her body leaned forward, looking childish and ridiculous.
"Why are you laughing, junior sister?"
The young man looked disgusted.
"Senior brother has always been proud of his talents and treated others with a cold face. It seems that he has changed his gender just now. He is a bit cool."
The girl's face was flushed and she was smiling, which was really beautiful.
Yes, it’s great that there is heaven and earth for you and me in this situation.
The wind mixed with yellow sand blew Yi An back to reality.
"I didn't expect that in the end, it was the unknown person who collected the body of the famous person. You and I can be regarded as the two most miserable disciples in Gui Valley in a hundred years."
"Sir is wrong, he is also very famous, and he will be even more famous in the future. Guiguzi will be proud of him in the future."
Yan Yun, who had been silent and expressionless, did praise her master at this time, which was a bit unexpected.
Yi An smiled and said:
"My dear friend, please stop saying complimentary words from now on. I'm not used to it."
Yan Yun remained expressionless:
"Sir, I'm just telling the truth."
Yi An was helpless:
"Then try to be more restrained."
"Yes sir."
As Yan Yun looked at the desert, he had always been a taciturn person. Although he had a very elegant name and very elegant characters, his appearance was just that of an ordinary uncle. Except for the fact that he had been a gentleman for a long time in Shuzong. He doesn't seem to care much about the always upright posture formed by the method, and other things such as speech, clothing, etc., giving people the impression of a machine without emotions.
At this time, this great disciple of Yi An, who was always reluctant to take the initiative to speak, after praising Yi An, immediately asked another question,
"Where are you going next, sir?"
This question did not surprise Yi An, because just when the two of them arrived at the sword pavilion, a young boy poked out of the empty sword pavilion. After the young boy learned that the visitor was Yi An, He took out a letter and gave it to Yi An.
The letter was written by Shenji and addressed to Yi An.
Mrs. Shenji's uncanny calculations naturally allowed her to take care of her own affairs.
He wanted to get more information from the young man's mouth, but he didn't expect that the young man was mute. After giving the letter to Yi An, he left alone and disappeared into the yellow sand of the desert.
Yi An looked at the boy's retreating figure. What kind of story did this boy have?
There were many questions, but Yi An did not stop him. A gentleman only takes care of himself, and Yi An knew this truth better than anyone else.
Yi An opened the letter.
"Go to Qin."
"Where is Qin?"
"Wu Luo Zhongli Mountain."
It’s time to put some causes and effects to rest.
