The author is anonymous.

After so many years, she has read every book here countless times.

Remember every word, every crease.

But she still comes here to study from time to time.

She cannot share Guan Yan's story with any other clan members.

The years when she was a young girl had also been silent in time.

The traces of that handsome monk are actually everywhere, in the clear stream, in the flower garden, in her heart... He changed the direction of the entire Senhai Saint Clan. He modified the past and also changed the future... But she

It can only be announced as the Dragon God's will.

He was everywhere, but she could only pretend that he was not there.

Only in this bookstore, there is a secret tacit understanding.

She flipped through every ancient book, imagining what the person had learned from, modified, made up, or wanted to say to her...

It's like having a conversation with that person

As a reader and author, travel through time, life and death, and communicate silently.

For example, in this book "Eight Methods for Planting Lingsi Flowers", the same two words are written in the ninth column on page 13, the fourth column on page 19, and the sixth and seventh columns on page 22...

Small print

"A little annoyance".

She only discovered this many years after he left.

These romances hidden in subtle corners supported her through life.

Until today.

Today she has deep wrinkles and gray hair.

But today, as she sits here, flipping through this book and reading those few small words, her eyes are still shining and her heart is as soft as when she saw it for the first time.

No one knows her secret thoughts, and their romance is hidden deep inside.

She enjoys this moment...

Of course, life is hard to enjoy.

At this moment, the Blue Saint walked in.

She leaned against the door, looking at the white-haired old woman, watching her reading as usual.

Those skinny fingers caressed the paper, and there was a tenderness like caressing a lover's cheek.

"Master Priest..." she opened her mouth.

The old priest reluctantly looked away from the book and looked at the Blue Saint, full of kindness: "What's the matter, Qinghua?"

If Jiang Wang were here, he would find that compared to that day, Qinghua is much more haggard now.

In the past, I was full of the power of "life", but now I still have the vitality, but my brows and eyes are full of fatigue, and my eyes are slightly red.

"I'm confused." Qinghua said.

"Child, what are you confused about?" Granny Xiaofan asked.

Qinghua stretched out her fingers and gently slid across the bookshelf next to her. Her eyes wandered up and down, as if she was looking for a book that she could read, a book that would make her feel peaceful.

But it’s hard to stop at any one.

"Why did the dragon god's messenger kill Yan Xiao, but Yan Xiao appeared again?" she asked.

"because……"

As soon as Granny Xiaofan opened her mouth, she was interrupted.

It seems that Qinghua doesn't need to answer at all, she already has her answer.

"Is it because the evil in the world has not been eradicated at all?" Qinghua said, turning his head and looking at the old woman's wrinkled face with bloodshot eyes: "Is it because we... have sinned so much!"

Granny Xiaofan frowned: "Why do you say that? What have you been in contact with in private?"

There is really no need to ask this question.

What the Blue Saint can come into contact with is naturally the "Dragon God".

But Xiaofan's mother-in-law couldn't bear it.

Qinghua closed her eyes and seemed to be in great pain: "I often hear some strange sounds recently..."

Grandma Xiaofan said: "There is day and night, there is good and there is evil. The evil in the world cannot be eradicated. But the good in the world will not disappear either. Yesterday's Yan Xiao died, and today's Yan Xiao is reborn."

But if I killed it yesterday, I can kill it again tomorrow.”
Chapter completed!