Bai Shu saw with his own eyes that this ancient tree withered and flourished for a moment, just like a flash of life, fleeting in a flash.&1t;/p>

He said with emotion: "I didn't expect that a sycamore tree could have such a deep relationship with mortals. It took hundreds of years to wait."&1t;/p>

Luo Shilan lowered her eyes, her sparse eyelashes trembled slightly, "Everyone says love and hate, do you know that people value hate the most, but monsters care about love the most?"&1t;/p>

Bai Shu asked inexplicably sadly: "Sister Sister, is this sycamore tree a monster? Could it be that it falls in love with that musician? Will love arise between the demon and human beings?"&1t;/p>

Luo Shilan was silent for a moment and explained to Bai Shu: "For demons, love is love. Do you say that Wutong cuts the heart to that musician just because of love?"&1t;/p>

Bai Shu was stunned and gave his heart to fulfill his life, just to fulfill his life. This seemed to have left the category of love and reached a greater level of emotion.&1t;/p>

Bai Shu sighed softly and said, "Maybe it can still meet the musician in the samsara."&1t;/p>

Luo Shilan regretfully said: "There is no chance. People have reincarnation, while monsters only have fate. This is why everyone has a hundred years of life, while monsters can survive in the world for thousands of years. However, after a person dies, they can still cultivate the next life. If the monster dies, it will really disappear completely."&1t;/p>

Luo Shilan's words were expressed, and everyone felt sad, because if Luo Shilan said it was true, then the fate of this sycamore tree was destined to be turned into ashes, but there was no chance to see that person again.&1t;/p>

Luo Shilan said sadly: "It had exhausted all its cultivation at that moment when it cuts off its heart. The reason why it still stands for hundreds of years is entirely due to its obsession with the musician. Now I see it standing here alone, and I still don't know the separation of eternal life. I really can't bear it, so I let it not wait."&1t;/p>

Luo Shilan once thought about waiting for Bai Fangyun to come back, but everyone told him that Bai Fangyun could not come back. She also went to find Bai Fangyun in person. It was not until the end that Luo Shilan confirmed that Bai Fangyun really couldn't come back.&1t;/p>

She knew this feeling of waiting, and waiting for a moment will make her feel more painful.&1t;/p>

Luo Shilan said sadly: "It must understand that there are some people you will never wait for."&1t;/p>

Then Luo Shilan sighed quietly, and the rays of autumn were darkened. She stood there holding Bai Shu's hand and approached Bai Shu very closely, but her pity and gentle temperament seemed to form an invisible barrier beside her, isolating everyone, until she and others were in two different worlds in the same parallel time and space.&1t;/p>

When Luo Shilan stood outside the Dongluo Sword Sect and looked at the unparalleled pavilion on Biluo Mountain, she looked like this.&1t;/p>

Bai Shu has always felt that even if he doesn't understand Luo Shilan, he is not the person who really wants to accompany him forever, but at least he can bring some warmth to Luo Shilan. But at this moment, Bai Shu realized that it turned out that feelings are really irreplaceable.&1t;/p>

Therefore, after Luo Shilan was sad about the scene, Bai Shu was the first to feel heartbroken.&1t;/p>

Bai Shu pulled Luo Shilan's hand, gently hugged her in her arms, and whispered in a low voice: "Senior sister, don't be sad, I will accompany you."&1t;/p>

This hug was short and warm. With just a gentle touch, the two of them had already separated. Luo Shilan's chill and sorrow also collapsed under this hug and that whisper.&1t;/p>

So others were breathing again, but the autumn chrysanthemums were still fragrant. A large number of people coming from the litscot garden were pouring out from the depths of Lixiangyuan.&1t;/p>

The soul of the courtyard is burned, and there is no evidence of heart dissection in the world.&1t;/p>

Bai Shu pulled everyone away from the limelight, walked through the side door next to him into the depths of Lixiangyuan. Before leaving, Bai Shu could hear several heart-wrenching howls.&1t;/p>

Although this feeling is not a collapse of faith, the grief-torn feeling is definitely not something outsiders can easily understand.&1t;/p>

At this moment, Bai Shu couldn't say whether Luo Shilan's move was right or wrong. After all, if the sycamore tree continued to stand there, the soul of the Lixiang Courtyard would never collapse. Maybe after the musician was reincarnated, he would still have the chance to walk under the sycamore tree. Even if we meet each other, we have seen it and thought about it. There is a will in the dark.&1t;/p>

But with Luo Shilan's words, don't wait, there is nothing left. Luo Shilan said that only people have reincarnation, and demons only have fate. In the end, they are just four words of fate.&1t;/p>

Walking further to Lixiangyuan, people gradually became less and less. After passing the Wutong burned all the things, everyone lost the interest in talking. Even if they forced themselves to speak, they would shut their mouths in disappointment after saying a few words.&1t;/p>

At this moment, Bai Shu and others suddenly heard a noise, and walked over looking for the sound, but saw a place called Mochiyuan with three words in front of the door.&1t;/p>

Bai Shu only saw the three words Mochiyuan, and the sadness that was originally burned by the burning of the courtyard soul immediately became excited. These three words became a natural character, and it turned out to be a font that Bai Shu had never seen before.&1t;/p>

Bai Shu suddenly felt like he had a treasure, called everyone to stop, stood under the door of the moon, stared at the three words Mochiyuan, looked again and again, and exclaimed: "What a good word. When I go back to Taixu, I must bring a rubbing for Senior Brother Xiong."&1t;/p>

Xu Jie suddenly smiled and said, "It's better for the junior brother to go in and see what the tricks are there. Everyone will also scatter and walk around by themselves. I will accompany Junior Sister Luo to talk for a while."&1t;/p>

Everyone else responded. Bai Shu looked back at Luo Shilan. Seeing that although she was still a little sad, she did not show any intention of resisting, she felt relieved slightly, and then Bai Shu looked at Xu Jie again. After getting a look of peace of mind, Bai Shu said to Luo Shilan: "Then I'll go in and take a look. Senior sister, please call me if you have something to do."&1t;/p>

Luo Shilan nodded slightly without saying a word, followed Xu Jie. Bai Shu clasped her fists and bowed to Xu Jie again, and then entered Mochiyuan.&1t;/p>

However, the gesture of this ritual made Xu Jie subconsciously frown, just because Bai Shu's behavior just now was like entrusting his own girl to outsiders for a moment to take care of. But in fact, Xu Jie and Luo Shilan are childhood sweethearts and have known each other for the longest time. No matter what, the depth of their relationship must be more than Bai Shu.&1t;/p>

Even if it was entrustment, Xu Jie would have entrusted Luo Shilan to others, and it shouldn't be Bai Shu doing such a gesture.&1t;/p>

Perhaps the feelings are about coming first and coming later in Bai Shu, but it may not be the case in Luo Shilan's heart. Xu Jie also clearly understood this point, but he still came to Lingwu City from afar, just to make a sigh of relief for Taixu Temple, which is not true.&1t;/p>

He sighed lightly and accompanied Luo Shilan to continue walking deep into the Lixiang Courtyard. Some of the others followed Bai Shu into Mochiyuan, and naturally some went to other courtyards to watch.&1t;/p>

As soon as he entered the Mochi Garden, Bai Shu saw the plum blossoms in the courtyard, blooming in full bloom, hanging on the branches inappropriately. There were many tourists in the Mochi Garden, all doing the same thing.&1t;/p>

It is to use fine hair on each petal of plum blossom and carefully leave your handwriting. The entire ink garden is filled with the fragrance of plum ink. Bai Shu is in it, as if he is stumbling and falls into an ink painting.&1t;/p>

Bai Shu stood by the tree and looked for a while, unable to help point out that a girl had a wrong stroke when she was putting her pen. The girl who was pointed out by Bai Shu had a slightly flushed face, shyly put her hands behind her back and hid the brush.&1t;/p>

But her eyes were still hard to withdraw and remained in the plum petals, looking at the almost unobstructed words on the petals with joy.&1t;/p>

Bai Shuke asked politely: "Can you tell me why all tourists in the garden are inscribed with plum blossoms here?"&1t;/p>

The girl looked at Bai Shu and said incredibly: "Young Master doesn't know that the autumn chrysanthemums in Lixiangyuan are just a cover. What's really interesting is all above the plum blossoms in Mochiyuan?"&1t;/p>

The autumn chrysanthemums welcome people, but the plum blossoms are hidden in the deep courtyard. Bai Shu naturally knew which one is more interesting. He asked: "What is the saying about the plum blossoms in Mochi Garden?"&1t;/p>

After two things: the two things about the admission to the hospital and Wutong's heart, Bai Shu didn't dare to underestimate Lixiangyuan. So when he asked, he unconsciously brought some expectations.&1t;/p>

The girl secretly looked at the handwriting under her title and then replied to Bai Shu: "Mochiyuan is a secluded residence. It is watery in the late winter and the cold weather is always bitter. Even the disciples in Lixiang Courtyard are unwilling to come to this place after summer. Over time, the place will be completely abandoned."&1t;/p>

The girl explained to Bai Shu: "There is a gentleman in Houlixiang Courtyard who is involved in calligraphy and seal scripts. He is often asked for words and asked about it, so he cannot concentrate on calligraphy. He moved here as he had no choice."&1t;/p>

The girl smiled and said, "When the first year, there was a plum blossom tree in the courtyard, which bloomed from early autumn to late winter. When someone came to the door, the teacher only said that whoever could lift the plum blossoms would let him enter, but he didn't expect that this method would backfire. For a moment, the students flocked to it."&1t;/p>

Bai Shu also laughed, and a group of students rushing over and making funny appearances around a tree of plum blossoms.&1t;/p>

The girl naturally knew the fun and said with a smile: "In the next year, there was a tree of plum blossoms in the courtyard. Gradually, the plum blossoms in the courtyard have passed by more than a year. Now, except for the place where we settled, there is no empty space for plums to plant in the courtyard. The water in the square pond has been completely dyed into ink by the teacher for many years. It was called the ink pond by later generations, so the place of Mochi Garden has been found."&1t;/p>

Bai Shu whispered: "So that's it, it's another story of the world!"&1t;/p>

The girl said, "Now, sir has been away for many years, but the tradition of ink-chip plums has been left behind. You are here early this year. In a few days, these plum blossoms will be filled with all the questions. You should take advantage of the opportunity to write a few more words on it."&1t;/p>

After Bai Shu thanked him, he taught the girl to write for a while before she lifted her legs and walked inside, wanting to see the scenery of the Mochi.&1t;/p>

But Bai Shu suddenly stopped after walking less than two steps and was stunned.&1t;/p>

Just because he suddenly thought that Ye Taoling, who was far away on the coast of the East China Sea, had forgotten the lessons she had assigned her. Is the words she wrote now more beautiful and charming than the girl just now?&1t;/p>
Chapter completed!