Chapter 497 This life is over, there is no next life
It’s not that no one can decipher the meaning of the song, but how can a fairy tune be so shallow? Those who decipher the artistic conception of the three stanzas of “Qi Tong’er” themselves don’t believe it.
"When my daughter turned one year old, I composed the next song, but unfortunately I didn't complete the work. I was not in a hurry at the time. I still had time. I could leave it to think about it slowly later. At worst, I would suspend my practice and visit a famous teacher to learn more about the art of music and piano. Before she reaches the age where she can be officially named, I can always give my daughter a really good tune."
After saying that, Qian Xun tilted his head slightly, as if thinking about it, and quickly corrected himself: "I was wrong. I thought I could give Qi Tong'er a good tune before she turned five, but she died. At the age of two.”
The last nine words were spoken in a flat voice and tone, and even her expression was flat.
From the eyes to the mouth, from the expression to the voice to the whole person, there is no ups and downs. It is definitely not the way a living person should say those nine words. Qian Xun is like a walking corpse, a woman who has lost her soul!
Fortunately, Qian Xun did not remain silent, she sighed lightly.
A sigh is far from enough to exhale the gloom in my heart, but a sigh has emotions, and with emotions, there is essence, life, and evidence of living. But it is also this sigh, this proof of 'I am still alive'. , that woman leaning on a branch, holding a long sword and wearing a yellow skirt, who is more indifferent than the frost but also more crystal clear and beautiful than the ice and snow, her temples are covered with frost and green silk!
One hundred thousand long black hair turned into pale hair.
With a sigh, in the blink of an eye, in an instant, she lived, from her twenties to her old age!
The three corpses bowed under the tree, and Su Jingtou knelt on the branches, kowtowing to the young master's wife. However, the four guys, who were always quick-thinking and sharp-tongued, did not know what to say at this moment.
It's not that he doesn't know how to persuade people, or that he lacks words. Even when Qian Xun started to talk about the past half a while ago, Su Jing had already started to think about how to persuade his wife when she said, 'Nanny died young', but it was of no use. , with a shallow mind, no matter what they say, it will all seem pale.
Su Jing still struggled to speak: "The past is over. I would like to express my condolences to you, Senior Sister, and she will be reincarnated early. She will definitely be happy in the next life."
"Afterlife?" Qian Xun shook his head. Even when the three swords broke through the sea of blood, Su Jing had never seen her use such force: "When she left, her soul was gone. This life is over, and there will be no afterlife."
At that time, there was a corpse next to Qianxun, called "A Tian".
After Shen Shiyuan was destroyed, a 'celestial corpse' survived by chance and was brought out by Qian Xun. Lu Yajiu didn't care about Qian Xun's family affairs, but he never liked the method of refining corpses. This is human nature. What's more, the Zang cultivating corpse is needed for fighting. Qianxun's own swordsmanship is excellent, so there is no need to place a vicious corpse around him to protect him.
Heavenly Corpse, a ten-story pagoda, a top-grade corpse. It has opened its spiritual wisdom and can practice on its own without having to follow its master.
After having their daughter, Lu Yajiu clearly stated to Qian Xun:
Don't let the zombie get close to the little baby. It's best if she can get rid of it. Of course, it doesn't mean killing the monster, but sending it to a remote place where it can't do any evil and practice on its own from then on; if Qianxun really doesn't want to give up the corpse To kill the evil spirit, Lu Ya retreated and did the next best thing, letting it stay near Ningcui Po. However, Qian Xun had to set a ban and never allow the evil spirit to land on the island where their mother and daughter lived.
Qian Xun chose the latter. But it was just a 'choice'. It was her corpse. Lu Yajiu didn't trust it, but she was very practical and sure in her heart that A Tian would never harm Qi Tong'er. The truth was This is indeed the case. Tim is loyal and obedient to his little master, and he loves and protects him especially much.
The Ten-Storied Pagoda, just like the current Ah Er and Ah Qi, practices to restrain the evil energy in the veins, and will never overflow and infect the little child. Except for their 'birth', there is no difference between them and the Dongtu Xiujia.
Qian Xun didn't set a ban, and she couldn't help it at all. When Lu Ya came, she would ask Ah Tian to stay away. When she was practicing or refining her sword, she would ask Ah Tian to help take care of her daughter.
At this point, Qian Xun asked his disciple: "Things that are absolutely foolproof and can never go wrong will happen. Su Jing, do you know what this is called?"
"It's unexpected." Su Jing replied.
Qian Xun shook his head: "Fate!"
Qian Xun did not go into detail about the tragic incident, except for one sentence: "Only seven days after my daughter turned two, Tim went crazy and took away her soul and essence. I found out it was too late."
Qian Xun did not shed tears, but her originally innocent eyes were stained with blood, like a she-wolf who had lost her cubs. She was so sad that she wished she could bite the bright moon to pieces and scratch the sky with such ferocity!
"It's fate, but I don't blame 'fate', it's my fault." Qian Xun struggled to speak every word, but when he said it, his voice was light and airy: "Lu Ya persuaded me to move away from the mountain, but I don't want to;
Lu Ya asked me to send Ah Tian away, but I agreed but didn't do it. If you don't blame me, who should blame him? When he came, he went crazy."
I was really mad. I couldn't even go to heaven and earth, burn the sea and cut off the mountains. I couldn't calm down my rage, and I couldn't relieve the suffocation that always weighed in my heart.
Lu Yajiu jumped like a thunderbolt. Uncontrollably, a clanging sword sound shot up into the sky. Lu Yajiu moved his sword and struck Qian Xun directly.
At that time, Qian Xun was like a piece of wood, standing there blankly without blocking or avoiding him. Wouldn't it be a relief if he could really die under his sword?
The sword struck down, but just as it was about to cut into Qian Xun's shoulder, the Bailian fine sword suddenly exploded into a ball of powder and scattered in all directions. Lu Yajiu is a righteous cultivator. Even if he is so crazy that he is almost possessed by a demon, his consciousness remains the same.
He would maintain a trace of clarity, but in the end he still failed to swing the sharp blade, and used his force in time to shatter the sword into pieces.
The sword shattered, Lu Yajiu covered his heart with one hand, and spat out a mouthful of water. The water was so clear that it could only be described as bright. It was cultivated from the universe, condensed in nature, and nourished in the body. It was the purest water in his body.
Yuan Ji. A person of supreme nature, experiencing such great sorrow, was especially severely injured by the demon! Lu Ya was seriously injured in nine cases.
It wasn't that Lu Jiu was weak, it was just that that tragic incident should never have happened! He couldn't figure it out.
To Su Jingshi, Patriarch Lu said that he was obsessed with swordsmanship and delayed his progress in cultivation. This was true, but not entirely true. He was trapped in Huan Xi'er, and his cultivation became extremely slow, which was also affected by this 'serious injury'.
Yuanji is related.
A mouthful of water that was more important than blood and essence fell to the ground. Lu Yajiu gasped heavily and his voice was hoarse: "You didn't kill Qi Tong'er, but my loss of my beloved daughter is also inseparable from you. Shen Shiyuan Qianxun,
You owe me something and you have to pay it back. One day I will let you make up for it!"
After saying that, Lu Yajiu tore off the hem of his robe and left it on the ground, turned around and left, with tears streaming down his face when he left.
Cutting off one's robe to break ties and becoming strangers is a 'ritual' between friends and has never been used between husband and wife. However, Lu Yajiu was in a daze and could not care about these details. His meaning was very clear.
At some point, the wind seeped into the forest again and blew on Su Jing's body, chilling his hair and skin to his bones. Qian Xun asked Su Jing again: "What did you think of his last words?"
Su Jing tried to make his voice softer: "He still cares about his wife, he is afraid that you will." Suddenly, Su Jing's voice choked, Qian Xun raised her head, and Su Jing realized that she had 'changed'.
Her black hair had just turned white, but her appearance was still young. The white hair did not make her look old, but made her look a bit weirder and sadder. But now, Qian Xun seems to have grown up a few years, from her early twenties to
The young woman turned into a woman in her thirties.
"He was afraid that you would be confused." Su Jingshen took a breath and finished what he said.
It sounds like a decisive word, but the painstaking efforts can only be understood: you owe me, and I tell you when and how to pay it back before you can pay it back. Before that, you have to live.
Qian Xun actually smiled. The white-haired woman with a sad face and a slowly aging face had an indescribably weird smile: "He is a good man. I killed my daughter. He blamed me for being angry, but I still pity him."
He meant well, but what he didn't understand was that this sentence made me become a 'bone-gnawing, heart-burning, must-kill enemy, but a person who cannot be killed'!"
From beginning to end, Qian Xun's tone was without a trace of excitement, and this moment was no exception. She lowered her head, rolled her eyes, and her eyes were full of resentment: "That person is myself. We are incompatible with each other.
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There are twists and turns in everyone's mind that cannot be avoided, let alone Qianxun's paranoia. She felt that she had killed the child, and she had already had the idea of wanting to die, but because of Lu Yajiu's words, she couldn't die, and she still had
The debt must be repaid!
For ordinary people, since they are determined to die, they don't care about "debts", but Qian Xun, Lu Ya is a stubborn person, and their principles cannot be compared with ordinary people. The next "life" is no different from suffering, Qian Xun
Unable to bear it any longer, he took the initiative to go to Lishan several times to ask Lu Yajiu for help, hoping that he would give him a happy word and complete the 'compensation' for him before committing suicide and freeing himself.
Lu Yajiu avoided seeing him
Su Jing vaguely remembered that in Guangmingding Mountain He Xiaoyuan, when he first met the master's wife Lan Qi, he mentioned "Yellow Skirt Qianxun". Lu Jiaoba only thought that Qianxun was infatuated with Lu Yajiu, but Lu Yajiu was calm.
Like water, it cannot dissolve the customs.
Now it seems that it was Lu Jiaoba's misunderstanding. He didn't know what happened before. He only saw Qianxun come to Lishan many times to ask to see his brother, but Lu Yajiu refused indifferently, so he had the idea of "She Luohua".
He was ruthless in his speculations.
In fact, having said that, how could Lu Yajiu not know Qian Xun's temperament, how could he not know that such 'procrastination' would be a painful purgatory for her! But people who practice spiritually know better that the most powerful 'thing' in the world is: time.
.Will it be diluted sooner or later? It was heartbreaking at that time, but now I sigh and grow old!
While listening and thinking, Su Jing's expression suddenly brightened: "My uncle asked me to go to Ningcuibo to learn the sword from you back then!"
When Su Jing went to Ningcui Po, it was Lu Yajiu's message to Qian Xun: the past is over, you don't owe me anything anymore.
There are two "opportunities" hidden in a steamed bun. The former is Su Jing's opportunity to practice the ultimate swordsmanship, so there is no need to elaborate;
Many years have passed since the latter's daughter's tragic incident. Lu Yajiu is still not sure whether Qian Xun can truly let go. However, he himself has been trapped in Qing Deng and has almost no chance to succeed. He is afraid that he will never have the chance to see Qian Xun again.
Found it.
So Lu Yajiu left the decision on this matter to Mantou and Tian!
The three corpses secretly looked at each other and suddenly realized, no wonder Qian Xun shed tears when she learned that Lu Jiu sent Su Jing to practice swordsmanship on the small island of Ningcui. She once said softly: Finally, he is willing to let me do something for him.
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