The Dao dies but I live on, the spiritual energy dries up but I remain evergreen

To the north of the Lingtian Dynasty is an endless desert.

The Wang family opera troupe is extremely famous in the Lingtian Dynasty and is known to both immortals and mortals.

I don’t know when it started.

Wang Gui, the owner of the Wang Family Opera Troupe, made a great wish and started a national tour.

A tour lasts a whole year.

Travel through seventy-one cities in the northwest, and finally end in the Northern Desert.

His plays can be watched by humans, ghosts, and immortals.

now.

Northern Desert, Loess City.

I heard that the Wang family opera troupe is coming.

The local landlord built the stage early on.

There were four hundred chairs in the open space below the stage, with a large area left empty on both sides and at the back.

Those who have money buy sitting tickets, and those who don’t have money buy standing tickets.

The Wang family opera troupe had arrived in Huangtu City four hours ago.

Everyone in the troupe was dressing up backstage.

However, due to its great reputation, residents of villages and towns near Huangtu City almost all arrived early.

And there are especially many this year.

In one village, all the villagers, young and old, men and women, came.

"He is such a kind person, inviting our village to watch a play."

"Yes, I've never seen so much money. There are about 180 people in our village, all of them are here."

"He is more than a kind person, he is simply a god. Isn't there a lady named Wang next door to me? Last year, her leg was broken by a dog, and she refused to go out to watch a play no matter what! Guess what happened? The god healed her with just one hand!"

"Look, there she is!"

"Huh? Really? Guys, tell me, what does that immortal want?"

"Bah! You don't know what's good for you. What do you want to gain? Even a dog would shake his head at your small fortune. Can an immortal demolish your house?"

"That's right, that's right."

……

Behind the seats, the villagers discussed with each other.

Their conversation was heard by a couple in front of them who had bought seats.

It was Li Changxiao and Zhao Qing who had just buried a person and hurried over to watch the show.

Li Changxiao sighed, the divine fortune teller really had predicted everything.

He was just wondering where all the villagers in that village had gone.

original…

They were all sent by the fortune teller to watch the show.

No innocent people were affected.

Zhao Qing had a calm expression as he looked at the stage in front of him. There was a little more liveliness and anticipation in his eyes.

Not a moment.

The lead singer came on stage.

"it is good!"

There were bursts of cheers from the crowd.

There are many tricks to opera.

It takes about two hours to complete the performance.

They sang from noon to dusk.

Zhao Qing was watching very attentively.

This performance tells a tragic story.

When the performance reached its climax.

Following a loud shout from the female warrior.

There was crying in the hall.

Until the clown is finally punished.

Everyone applauded and enjoyed themselves very much.

When the song ended, people dispersed.

When they left, they were still reluctant to leave, repeatedly thinking about the plot and discussing it with their companions.

Down the hall.

Gradually.

Only Zhao Qing, Li Changxiao and Zhao Qing were left.

"It's over."

Zhao Qing sighed and let out a long breath.

"Yes, it's over." Li Changxiao nodded.

Zhao Qing took out the list he had made a long time ago.

It's covered with strokes and drawings.

One wish after another was fulfilled.

Just by looking at the list, an unknown smile appeared on her face.

It seems as if I can see the leisurely scene of riding on a boat together, enjoying the flowers, fishing and feeling the breeze.

I also recalled how I climbed up the cliff with great difficulty just to pick a rock flower.

Zhao Qing said that she was a woman, and the task of picking rock flowers would fall on Li Changxiao.

Li Changxiao refused to do it no matter what. It was too dangerous to pick flowers on such a steep cliff. In desperation, the two decided to play rock-paper-scissors.

In the end, Zhao Qing naturally lost. He had no choice but to tie the rope around his waist and climb down the cliff to pick flowers.

I recall painting on Peach Blossom Mountain, eating vegetarian food in the temple, and drinking wine in the cave...

Talking about that drinking session in the cave, Zhao Qing was actually a little angry.

She was drunk and on her way back she tripped and fell into the icy dark river.

Li Changxiao didn't come down to save himself, but he found a wooden stick from somewhere and let himself hold on to it to climb up.

Really abominable.

Just saying.

Just over a month.

But it seems…

There are many, many things that are worth recalling over and over again.

"By the way..."

Zhao Qing blinked and suddenly turned to look at Li Changxiao, "You really don't want to know my true identity?"

"You must have heard of my true identity, and we have a lot in common."

"Or have you already guessed it?"

Zhao Qing asked.

"Of course I'm curious." Li Changxiao replied with a smile, "But you don't have to ask, and I won't ask, and I won't make random guesses."

"What if I insist on saying it?" Zhao Qing asked again.

"Then just say it." Li Changxiao looked indifferent.

Zhao Qing was deflated all of a sudden.

The two of them sat in the hall.

They heard the waiter shouting at them to go home quickly as it would be uneasy here at night.

Li Chang smiled and thanked the waiter.

After that, it fell into silence again.

The two of them just sat there.

No one spoke.

The atmosphere was silent.

"Changxiao, thank you." After a long while, Zhao Qing tucked her hair by her ears and suddenly said.

Zhao Qing continued: "I know of a few places that have things that can prolong life. Although they are a bit dangerous, I..."

Li Changxiao interrupted quickly, "No need, no need, my life span is enough."

"You don't have to bother me." Li Changxiao added, "Anyway, thank you. I appreciate your kindness."

Zhao Qing hesitated to speak.

She still has a lot to say.

But I don't know what to say.

I don’t know if it’s because there’s no wine.

at this time.

Li Changxiao slowly stood up.

Looking at Zhao Qing, he smiled and said, "As the saying goes, when the song ends, the audience disperses."

"There is no banquet in the world that never comes to an end."

"Miss Zhao, our journey together... ends here. We will meet again if we are destined to do so in the future."

As he said this, he returned Zhao Qing's life meridian.

He waved his hand vigorously.

Turn around and leave.

The swordsman in white walked away in a dashing manner. He scratched his butt and took a few sips of wine as he left.

There is no trace of remembrance.

It seems to be just as he said.

Just make sure you put in at least five hundred taels of effort.

Some people may think he is childish, but this is his principle. He can be selfish and also suffer losses.

in this way.

is the best.

"Hahaha, the Desert Starlight lives up to its reputation!" Li Changxiao laughed.

The desert night is filled with bright stars, a rare and beautiful sight on earth.

Zhao Qing had a complicated expression. He looked at Li Changxiao's receding figure and murmured, "Can we meet again if we are destined to... Can we meet again if we are destined to?"

She shook her head.

Take out the brush you carry with you.

I ticked the last item on the list and fulfilled another wish.

It is also the last wish.

She folded the list and put it in the bag.

She turned her head and looked in the direction where Li Changxiao left.

very dark.

But with the faint starlight, one could vaguely see the white-robed swordsman staggering, as if he was already six parts drunk.

She laughed and shouted, "Don't fall asleep right away next time, kid."

"Just causing trouble for others."