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153, the setting sun returns to the mountains and the sea

Xie Qingzhou would go out occasionally, and when he came back, he would be covered with sawdust. When he came back that day, he happened to meet a little girl selling flowers in the lower world. Maybe her eyes were too bright, and she looked like someone. He

For the first time in this hurried world, I stopped and crouched down.

"elder brother."

The little girl called him timidly. Xie Qingzhou pointed at the flowers in her basket and asked, "What kind of flower is this?"

The bamboo basket contained purple flowers and white flowers with dew on them, which looked particularly pleasant. After hearing Xie Qingzhou's words, the little girl wiped one hand on her clothes before taking out a flower from the basket and handing it to her.

Thanks Qingzhou.

"Yes, iris and gardenia."

The tall man squatted in front of her. The little girl was a little scared, but if she couldn't sell it, her mother's medicine money would not be available, and her brother would not be able to eat, so she mustered up the courage not to leave.

With his silver hair, he was the most eye-catching presence on the street. His red eyes were crooked, and with a smile on his lips, he took the flowers in her hand and said, "You are very beautiful and very clean flowers. Can you sell them to me?"

The little girl looked into his eyes for a long time before nodding blankly: "Yes, yes, I'll give it all to you, brother."

Taking the big ingot from Xie Qingzhou's hand, she raised a smile on her face: "Brother, I'm asking you for money, so I won't need so much."

He tapped the ingot in her hand with his fingertips: "It's not just today, I want all your flowers."

After he finished speaking, he stood up, and the little girl realized that his clothes were a little loose and didn't seem to fit him very well. He looked like a very tall man, but his wrists were so thin that even the clothes hanging on his hands were so thin.

The red ropes are a bit big.

When he turned around, she tugged on the corner of his clothes and said, "Brother, iris is the long-term longing for me, and gardenia is the person who is waiting for you as promised. I hope that the person that brother misses and waits for will come as promised."

She stood on tiptoe and put the peace charm around her neck into his hand: "My mother has been ill for a long time, but I don't have money to buy medicine. Fortunately, I met my brother. This peace charm will protect him."

"Thanks."

He held the peace talisman and said thank you, and left here with the small flower basket. He could hardly remember what happened a hundred years ago, especially after injecting more and more spiritual power into the box, his

Memory always goes awry, remembering the wrong time and the wrong thing.

After returning to Suikong Mountain, Yan Ji looked at the flower basket in his hand. She didn't say much, she just asked if she wanted to find a vase to put it in. Xie Qingzhou said no, and walked step by step to the top of Suikong Mountain with the flower basket.

at.

Holding a pen in his hand, he wrote down Ren Jinjin's name. The notebook was already very thick. Ever since he discovered that he had lost a lot of memories, he had begun to record them one after another.

"Jinjin, I don't know where you are now, but I have protected your soul very well. No one can hurt you anymore. Today I have completed the cabin in the middle of the lake. When you come back, we can move there.

I went to live there, and on the way back, I met a little girl selling flowers."

"For some reason, her eyes look like yours, but I know they are not you. I bought flowers from her, irises and gardenias. She said irises are longing for longing, and gardenias are waiting to arrive as promised.

Dear man, Jinjin, I have been waiting for you to come back, even if you have to walk alone for thousands of years."

"But I'm a little scared now. I don't know if I can wait until that day. My health is getting worse and worse, and I have forgotten many things. But you are the only one who will always be in my heart, even if A Zhou

Forget everything, I will never forget you, because I have learned how to love someone, and my love for you has long been engraved in my soul."

After finishing writing the last sentence, he put away his pen and looked at the flower basket beside him. His heart stung. He bent down, his silver hair hanging down with his movements: "Jinjin, I miss you so much."

A sigh, drifting in the wind, not knowing where it will end up.

Two hundred years later, Xie Qingzhou became even thinner and couldn't sleep all night long. In his recurring dream, Ren Jinjin called him A Zhou one after another. When he woke up, he sat on the bedside and couldn't help but think of him and A Zhou.

Things between Ren and Jin.

When she was at Wanjia Villa, she took him to the market. That day, for some unknown reason, she handed her a bunch of candied haws, and he opened his mouth and bit it. In fact, Ren Jinjin was right, he was deceived, and the string of candied haws was not there.

Not tasty, very sour.

But looking at her smile, he said something mysteriously, not sour, but sweet. At that time, he couldn't tell whether it was the string of candied haws or her bright smile that was sweet.

The smoke of human beings is the most soothing to mortals' hearts. In the mist rising from the food, she only needed to look back and smile, and he felt that there was something in this world that could keep him.

It's hard to tell when she fell in love with Ren Jin. She said, "Thank you Qingzhou, I hope you can be happy. Thank you Qingzhou, I hope you can love me."

"Jinjin..."

I really miss you. I can wait for you for a hundred years or two hundred years, but I am so afraid that I will not be able to wait for you. I am so afraid that you will come back and I will die.

The next day, Yan Ji looked at Xie Qingzhou and knew that he had not slept all night. She pulled the arm of the man next to her and hinted with her eyes. The man nodded and stepped forward and said, "Honored, lord."

"What's the matter?"

Xie Qingzhou turned to look at him. The man swallowed his saliva and said, "I, no, I, I heard that there is a temple in the world. It seems to be quite spiritual. Do you want to go and see it?"

He entered the demon world a hundred years ago. He was a tiger demon in the demon world. He fell in love with Yan Ji at first sight and followed her. Xie Qingzhou glanced at him and then said leisurely: "Where is it?"

The tiger demon was stunned for a moment, then said a place, and then saw Xie Qingzhou lifting his feet and walking down. He scratched his head and said to Yan Ji: "Yan Yan, did I say the wrong thing?"

As we all know, Demon Lord Xie Qingzhou never believes in any gods and Buddhas. In his own words, he prefers to believe in gods and Buddhas. It is better to rely on himself, so that he can be his own gods and Buddhas.

As for the magical temple, it was also Yan Ji's idea. Yan Ji thought that if he continued like this, he might die before he could wait for the legendary lady, so it would be a good thing to let him go out for a walk.

"Look at your stupid mouth. Okay, just let the Lord go out for a walk."

The tiger demon nodded. Anyway, whatever his family Yanyan said was right, he would do it, but he didn't know what the lady looked like, so that the Lord could remember her for so long, and yet no one was allowed to mention her.

He is stupid and has not seen many women, but no matter what his wife looks like, in his heart, Yanyan will always be the most beautiful.

"Let's go, what else are you looking at?"
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