The Magician of Clow

Chapter 464 - Memories
"Are you really going?"

On the eaves of the night, the bright moon hangs high.

Somewhere in the Kunlun Mountains, in a classical and traditional house shrine, on the eaves of a house, Yongtu looked at the figure in front of him and asked with a sigh.

And in front of him, the tall and unrestrained figure was sitting loosely on the eaves, pulling the straw rope tied to the wine gourd, gulping down the wine, then wiping his mouth and smiling:
"Ah, yes."

Seeing his appearance, Yongtu was slightly silent, and then looked at the bright moon in the night.

The world shines on Kunlun where it is peaceful and beautiful.

"You don't have to."

After a moment of silence, Yongtu finally looked at him and spoke.

"Come on, I know my injury best. Whether I can last a moment in front of you is a question."

The bold figure smiled softly indifferently, pulled the straw rope, and poured the dirty wine into his throat.

"Mr. said, he has a way to heal you and restore your strength."

Yongtu paused for a moment, and said slowly, but he didn't see any surprise or desire to restore his strength from the other party's face, but he was calm and relieved.

"I know, if it's Mr., there must be a way, but ah"

He sighed and smiled, shook the wine gourd lightly, and patted his leg.

"I have to go through so many illusions. No, is it called a scene now? There is only a chance. Ziye is in the stage of development. It's not worth wasting so much on me."

Then he lay completely on his back on the tiled eaves, looking at the bright moon hanging high, and comfortably resting his hands on his head.

"And, anyway, Ziye is not bad for me, a night watchman who is about to retire."

"To be able to become such a person must be a broad-minded generation, they don't care about such things."

Yongtu said slowly, and sat beside him.

"But, I do care."

He smiled lightly, and gently shook his upturned Erlang legs.

The atmosphere was suddenly quiet, and the bright moon hung above the Kunlun night sky, which made people sigh,

No matter from ancient times to the present, for a long time, this is only the bright and eternal moonlight on the dark night.

"Are you really going?"

Unknowingly, the topic went back to the beginning.

"Ah, yes."

He smiled and answered again, and then said softly:
"This might not be a good opportunity, Mr. Gu probably got something else, so he chose to establish Ziye."

Yongtu sat beside him, did not speak, but quietly listened to him talking to himself.

"But actually, I'm still more used to the days in the bamboo forest, not as a responsible night watchman, but as a prodigal son who does whatever he wants."

He slowly closed the corners of his eyes, and unconsciously smiled at the corners of his mouth, as if he was nostalgic for that time.

"so."

Opening his eyes, he looked at Yongtu and laughed:
"I'm leaving."

Yongtu looked at him, looking at the meaning in his eyes.

Turning over all of a sudden, he stretched his body, pressed his sword hilt, and looked beyond Kunlun in the distance, which was another world.

"It's been 20 years since the founding of Huaxia, and it's been 20 years since the establishment of the Night Bureau. I really don't know what that kid Jiang Ran is doing, is Lin Lang helping him, and what is Xiao Chuan doing?"

He smiled and muttered thoughtfully, and at the moment when he wanted to leap into the night, Yongtu stopped him.

"Green Chick."

"Ok?"

The figure called 'Qing Zhi' turned his head with a smile, and put his hand casually on the ancient sword at his waist.

"Are you unable to let go of the former wife who got married?"

"Ah, yes,"

Qing Zhi admitted it frankly with a smile, sighed with emotion in a low voice, then looked at Yong Tu and smiled:
"After all, you also know that I am a prodigal son in love."

"Well, sir, let me tell you something?"

"Ok?"

Under the eaves of the night, facing the curiosity in Qing Zhi's eyes, Yongtu looked at him slowly and said:
"She may have descendants alive."

For a moment, Yongtu saw the pupils of this man who claimed to be a prodigal son dilated slightly.

"It should be yours."

"In short, do I already have a grandson or granddaughter?"

Qing Zhi looked at a piece of jade pendant, and muttered to himself softly, but Yongtu didn't speak, and was silent for a while before asking:

"Any plans for the future?"

Listening to his words, Qing Zhi was slightly lost in thought, then turned around and smiled lowly:
"Plans...? No plans, go see her descendants, and help you watch the night scene, right."

He slowly clenched the jade pendant in his hand, braided tassels and tassels, as if he saw someone's silhouette by candlelight, and his voice was full of self-support, not knowing whether it was bitterness or nostalgia:

"If I get married again, I will definitely not find another young lady with a savage personality."

After he finished speaking, he clenched the hilt of his sword tightly, and then leaped forward, leaving a farewell to Yongtu.

"gone!"

The moment he fell into the Kunlun Mountains and away from the Midnight Shrine, he turned his head and took a last look. He knew that after leaving here, he returned to the real mortal world.

"That's it."

He spoke softly, then looked up again to see his direction clearly.

Say goodbye to the world of mortals for decades, and go to the mortal world again.
and then.
It's a team scene.

The girl forcibly supported her body, looked at the two companions, gritted her teeth unwillingly and raised the lightning again, at the moment before they were about to be besieged.
Then at this moment, a figure holding the ancient sword Qingfeng cut out the sword energy from the side to stop the two of them, and greeted the vigilant girl with some embarrassment:

"What, little girl, it's pitiful to see that uncle is all alone, can you take me with you?"

　I don’t want to make up [-] words, I think the plot is complete, so I won’t write this chapter (yes, it’s just so capricious), please recommend a song, Jianwangsan’s Meijianxue, have you ever stopped?

　　


(End of this chapter)