The Magician of Clow

Chapter 1151
"Senior Thousand Faces!?"

On the picturesque moonlit night in Xianshan, Fangran saw the free and easy figure of the bone fan shaking from the window of the ancient and elegant small building, and unexpectedly called out the name,

In the previous chat, Li Ze had already told him the identity of 'Mrs. Isis'.

Seeing the surprise on Fangran's face, Qianmian smiled slightly,
"I was thinking about when I would find time, but I didn't expect that 'free time' would be at night,"

He was wearing a green shirt and a long robe, but inside was a modern-style shirt, and the elements of the unsuitable style blended into the night under his temperament.

"Wake up at this time, it's really hard work."

"Ah, I just let myself sleep less."

Being praised so much by the elders of the elders, Fangran replied with some embarrassment, Qianmian smiled and fell off the railing, watching him say:
"Want to go somewhere with me?"

The mountains and forests are silent, the shadow of the moon is whirling,
Putting on his clothes, he left the mountain where the Tiangong Palace was located, and followed Qian Mian on the bluestone-paved mountain road.

"that."

Looking left and right at the fairy mountain under the night moon, looking at the thousands of faces in front of him like walking in a courtyard without saying a word, Fangran couldn't help but speak curiously first:
"Senior, can I ask a question?"

"what?"

Bone Fan chuckled, Qianmian seemed to have guessed that he would ask a question.

"Why did Ziye help me recast 'fate'?"

At the moment when I saw "Fate" and was in a trance, I realized the reason why Qianmian invited me to Midnight in the last night of the simulation scene.

But Fangran didn't understand why this happened.

If it is said that the mentor is interested in "fate", it can be guessed from the brief contact with Europe, but it is really impossible to know the reason for Tiangong
"Didn't you ask Tiangong before?"

"No, I always feel that if you ask Senior Tiangong, not only will you not be able to ask, but you may be reprimanded."

Listening to Qianmian's questioning with a smile, Fangran thought of Tiangong's rough and thunderous voice, and silently answered with embarrassment,

'Why do you ask so many questions, you brat!Are you full? ? '

For some reason, I can clearly imagine that scene in my mind.
Regarding Fangran's statement, he also smiled knowingly. Qianmian exhaled at night, looking at the bright moon hanging above the mountains and forests, he said to himself:

"Why did Ziye help you?"

Then he lowered his head and smiled slightly.

"To be precise, it should not be Ziye helping you, but we want to help you."

Not midnight, but us?

Puzzled by Qian Mian's answer, Fangran looked at his handsome figure and asked questions.

"Not interfering in any disputes will only stop the factors that affect reality. The night watchman has always been regarded by the world as the agent of that gentleman's will,"

With a sense of nostalgia in the smiling words, Qianmian whispered about the outside world's understanding of the night watchman, then shook his head and smiled:
"But in fact, it was just a spontaneous move by us, wanting to share the worries for the husband,"

"Sir never asked us to do that."

Eh. Is that so?
Fangran walked behind him, listening in amazement to the earliest night watchman in the middle of the night telling the origin of the night watchman.

"It was just a long time ago that we who were by Mr.'s side due to various chances and coincidences, out of our infinite longing and admiration for him,"

"I hope I can wait by my side and watch over the world like him."

Talking about this with people, recalling the too long memory of childhood, it was much earlier than at Bamboo Forest Shrine,

There seems to be endless emotion in Qianmian's words,
Let him walk a long way before he smiled lightly in relief:
"But we are only mortals after all."

"I can't reach the state of my husband, I can't understand my state of mind, and I can't be like those two who can always be by my side."

It seemed that he had let go of it and only chuckled, but from the end of this sentence, Fangran heard a sigh of envy.
Let an A-level high-ranking night watchman who has gone through a long time call himself a mortal,

Is that gentleman really a 'fairy'?

"Ashamed to say, we understand this truth even later than our next generation."

Qian Mian shook the bone fan, Zhu Ling shook, thinking of those young figures with different natures but all outstanding, compared with their different ideas about the outside world,
My generation may have been influenced too much by Mr.
"So in the only remaining life, I pursued the answer, traveled around the world, and was even regarded as a wanderer, just to see what else is needed in this era,"

"There's still something we can do for him."

Fangran looked at the expression of Qianmian staring at the front, and could imagine him walking in different countries and different cities with different appearances and different identities.

"But it's hard for you to understand when I say that,"

Speaking of this, Qian Mian looked at Fangran's bone fan and smiled, then closed it with a crisp sound.

"Don't worry about it, just treat it as the occasional nagging of elders."

"oh oh."

Feeling that he really didn't understand, Fangran nodded half-understood.

Walking through the Midnight Fairy Mountain in the dark, walking up and down following the bluestone steps, passing by springs and ancient trees, Fangran looked at the corner of a pavilion passing by,
"Senior Qianqian, are the other night watchman seniors here now?"

As if guessing his true meaning from the words, Qianmian smiled and asked back:
"Who do you want to ask?"

Didn't expect to be seen through, suddenly dumbfounded,

After trying to organize his words, Fangran smiled helplessly, then took a deep breath, and said softly:
"The time when the Beijing Night Bureau encountered a crisis, I was not mature enough at that time, I was too irritable, vigilant, and didn't trust strangers,"

"So I want to apologize to the senior Night Watchman at that time."

"Why? Because you insisted on killing Arakawa regardless of obstruction?"

Qianmian's eyes looked deep ahead, and his voice still asked with a soft smile, directly telling what Fangran, who turned into a night crow, did in the last night in the Forbidden City,
But Fangran shook his head lightly.

"No, it's because I was too rude at the time. I'm obviously an elder who came to save Ye Sheng, so I shouldn't speak so passionately,"

"Regarding this, I would like to apologize to that senior."

After a moment of silence, Qianmian, who must have grown up in that Bamboo Forest Shrine and watched that figure before him, wondered if he should say these words,
But in the end, I decided that I should not pretend that nothing happened to the elders who helped me.

Fangran thought back to everything that night, and slowly closed his eyes:
"I don't regret anything about that person."

Listening to his soft and calm voice, Qian Mian also understood in a low voice,

"Well, then I believe you will see him if you have a chance."

Then it was quiet for a while, and walked for an unknown distance under the moonlit night,
In the end, Fangran followed Qian Mian to a mountain. The Qingshi Mountain Trail ended, and when he stepped into it, he felt suddenly enlightened. It was like a dream before him, and he heard the voice of the night watchman.

"We're here, right here, for real"

"Midnight Trial."

　I took advantage of these two days to find the next tenant. Ah, I finally found it. Well, that’s right. I’m about to leave Chengdu. I’ve lived in Chengdu for more than half a year. Where do I want to go next, where do I want to make my home.
　　
　
(End of this chapter)