But even if he is the soul of the same person, he is not that Song Yu now.

Yao Ji obviously noticed Song Yu's unnatural expression.

There were mixed feelings in her heart, and Song Yu's words obviously caused resistance to her.

Only then did she realize that she was impulsive today and was too impatient.

After all, Song Yu is just an ordinary person.

So many things were suddenly poured into his mind.

It is reasonable to resist.

After Yao Ji glanced at Bi Ruiming and Ao Yin, the two men left wisely.

After just looking at each other, the two of them did not return to the small building, but walked out of the farmyard at the same time.

Yao Ji took back her body and sat back next to Song Yu. She did not answer Song Yu's words.

No explanation was given.

Just sit next to him and look at the moon.

After a period of silence, Yao Ji spoke.

But it's a libretto.

"The vast army has fought hundreds of battles and built a fortress for the country. Even if I die, I can still smell the fragrance of my chivalrous bones, and I am not ashamed of the heroes in the world..."

It sounds extremely familiar.

So much so that Song Yu also spoke.

"I will never stop until my ambition is fulfilled, and I will write the Spring and Autumn Period by spilling blood."

Yao Ji suddenly turned her head to look at Song Yu who took over the lyrics.

"You remember?"

Song Yu was stunned.

"What reminds me of this? Isn't this the libretto of Qi Jiangjuan's guest dance with the sword on the Zhongyang Spring Stage in Yunmengxuan of Chu State during the Warring States Period?"

Yao Ji was stunned, forgetting that this scholar had been a screenwriter in his life, how could he not be familiar with history.

She rubbed her brows and was speechless for a while.

It's like playing the piano to a cow.

I sighed silently in my heart.

No more talking.

"Do you want to hear the story about Song Yu and me?"

Although Yao Ji vowed that she would solve this matter, she still didn't know where to start.

Unexpectedly, Song Yu was no longer as nervous as before, and instead sneered and turned to look at Yao Ji.

"So, it turns out that there is nothing wrong with King Chu Xiang here, right?"

Yao Ji smiled calmly and turned to look at Song Yu, as if she was reminded of the handsome and talented Fengshen she once was.

A young man who is proud of his talents.

"Yes, why not? If you hadn't accompanied King Xiang to Wushan as a literary minister, we wouldn't have met, right?"

Song Yu could hear the dissatisfaction with him in Yao Ji's tone.

"What? Did I offend you at that time? Or what? I wonder if you fell in love with me at first sight during the day and then met me in my dream at night?"

Yao Ji glanced at him, and sure enough, whether it was Song Yu more than two thousand years ago or Song Yu now, her confidence has not changed at all.

She shook her head helplessly.

"You're not afraid now."

Song Yu breathed a sigh of relief, leaned on the wicker chair and replied softly.

"It's not that I'm afraid, it's just that I've never seen ghosts and ghosts before, and I'm always scared. Now I've recovered, and I'm awake. No one has hurt me from the beginning to the end. What am I afraid of? I think if I really

I'm scared. When I first met you, I might not have any "Goddess's Gift", so I was scared to death."

Yao Ji was once again amused by the Song Yu in front of her.

In the past, Song Yu was a man of letters, and he always followed King Xiang, and his arrogance was not even a trace.

But the current Song Yu is much more interesting than the Song Yu who was more than two thousand years ago.

While Yao Ji was still laughing, Song Yu turned to look at Yao Ji seriously and asked.

"So, why did Song Yu end up alone?"

Yao Ji knew that the Song Yu in his words was the Song Yu from more than two thousand years ago, not the person in front of her.

"Well... maybe... it's because there are differences between immortals and mortals?"

Her answer was very perfunctory, but Song Yu smiled bitterly.

"You lied to me."

As soon as these words came out, Yao Ji felt very wronged.

She really didn't know how to tell Song Yu about many things.

Over the past two thousand years, both human cognition and thinking have become different.

In the past, Song Yu had the arrogance of a scholar, but he was also devoted to his official career.

There are some things he can't do, and there are some things he must do.

This also led to the separation from Yao Ji.

"Why do you know so much about the past? You said you didn't want me to see him through you, didn't you?"

Hearing this, Song Yu felt a little angry for no reason.

"If you didn't want me to know, why did you bring me here to let me know your secret, and why did you tell me what happened between you and him? Now I know you once had him, and you asked me to return it

Why do I face you so ignorantly? If you don’t want me to know, just approach me directly as you are now. You know, I may not be able to resist you, otherwise, I won’t say a word to you.

I just came with you. You want him as he was before, but you don’t want me to become him, and you still want me as I am now."

"Yao Ji, no matter you are a human being or a god, you must not be too selfish. Do you want to use your identity as the goddess of Wushan to flirt with you again and run away? Then, please stay away from my world. If I say

It’s not the truth, so tell me, why did Song Yu end up alone?”

The originally harmonious atmosphere was made extremely embarrassing by Song Yu's words.

"Are you trying to defend him?"

Yao Ji asked with a wry smile.

Song Yu turned around and looked at Yao Ji with a complicated expression. Although everything was just his guess.

But isn't it possible that Song Yu died alone because of the departure of the Wushan goddess?

"I just don't want to be abandoned twice. Besides, this is an entanglement that spans more than two thousand years."

Silence spread again, Song Yu was waiting for an answer.

But Yao Ji just sat there and said nothing.

The other side.

After Feng Siyi disappeared in the farmyard, he went straight to Fengdu.

Thinking about it carefully, the number of trips to Fengdu this year has skyrocketed.

In the past ten years, she almost never set foot in Fengdu.

But I have been to Fengdu three times in the past few months.

And I thought again about the last time I heard Fan Wujiu vaguely reveal the earth fire thing in Fengdu.

This incident really made her suspicious, but she had no clues for so long.

She even once doubted whether Fan Wu Jiu really exposed the matter unintentionally.

Or perhaps, he is deliberately trying to improve his body shape so that he can take more precautions.

After all, there has been no unpleasantness between her and Fengdu for so many years, except for this time of course.

But we don’t deny that the incident at the Bird Bird was also an opportunity for Fengdu?

After thinking about it, Feng Siyi arrived at the Naihe Bridge.

She visited Naihe Bridge three times in more than a month. To Yin Chai and even Po Meng who were guarding Naihe Bridge, they were so diligent that they seemed to want to come for a meal.

To put it bluntly, from Di Xin's time to now, the guards guarding Naihe Bridge have not been on duty.

It's like seeing a ghost under the underworld.

See how Lord Phoenix has become so ordinary.

See the ghost, see the ghost!!

It seems like yesterday the last time we met.

Yin Chai was also helpless and stepped forward to salute one after another, after seeing what happened last time when Fan Wu Jiu shrunk in front of her.

No one would dare to delay this untouchable master's work.

I wish I could stay away, because every time she comes, nothing good will happen.

Even Po Meng was frightened when she saw Feng Siyi standing by the bridge.
Chapter completed!