limited backtracking

"Why don't you talk?" Jiang Weiyan brushed a strand of Baili's hair, "Do you want to pull it?"

Bai Lian lowered his eyes to suppress the emotions in his eyes, and said slowly: "You stepped on my robe."

"...Sorry." Jiang Weiyan raised his foot silently.

"Why are you here? Going to Naihe Bridge?" Bai Lian walked around Jiang Weiyan and continued on.

Jiang Weiyan walked beside him and said without thinking, "You are here."

"Ok?"

"I just wanted to pick you up. This Huangquan Road is strangely dark. When I get back, I will write a note and present it to the Lord. I will add a few more soul-inducing lamps to this road."

Bai Lian looked at the soul-inducing lamps at a distance of 50 meters, but because the dead souls had passed Huangquan Road, the soul-inducing lamps were not as bright as before. He raised his forehead and said, "It doesn't have to be."

Jiang Weiyan noticed that he was depressed from the first sentence he said, so he didn't say anything, and quietly walked with him for a while.

Perhaps the moonlight is so good tonight, and the air is slightly damp, and the suppressed emotions just now slowly fade away, Bai Lian whispered: "Hey, you have been in Fengdu for so many years, have you met someone you used to know?" ?”

Jiang Weiyan was silent for a moment, then said: "Maybe, it's been too long, I can't remember clearly."

"Don't you feel sorry?"

"It's not a matter of regret or not. Ordinary people live at most three lives and three lives. After all, they will disappear in the world. This is inevitable. Being able to send off the dead at the end of each life is considered complete."

Jiang Weiyan turned his head to look at Bai Lian, and asked, "Why did you suddenly ask this? What do you remember?"

"No, just ask."

Jiang Weiyan stopped suddenly.

"arrive."

"Huh?" Baili An raised his eyelids, and indeed he had already walked outside the house.

The long road that I thought was just now felt short, since I met Jiang Weiyan, it didn't seem long before I arrived.

Jiang Weiyan gathered Bai Lian's robe, and said: "It's almost Hai'an time, go to bed early, I'm leaving."

"Jiang Weiyan..."

Jiang Weiyan who just took a step turned around, "What's wrong?"

Impulsively shouted at someone, but didn't know what to say...

Bai Lian coughed lightly to cover up his embarrassment, and blurted out: "Do you have time on the Lantern Festival?"

As soon as the words fell, not only Jiang Weiyan, but Bai Lian himself was stunned for a moment.

Thyme, Thyme, what are you talking about!Zhao Jiang Weiyan may not know what to think about his self-indulgent sentimentality.

Jiang Weiyan: "Huh?"

The air would freeze any longer, Bai Lian rubbed his nose, turned around stiffly, and said as he walked, "It's nothing, I'll go in, see you tomorrow."

"Run away before you can speak clearly?" Jiang Weiyan stretched out his hand to grab the person, pulled him back in front of him lightly, and said with a light smile, "Who is used to you?"

"..."

"What? Do you want to play in the world on the Lantern Festival?"

Baili Eucalyptus kept a straight face, "I don't want to think about it now."

"Then why did you think that?"

"……Leave me alone?"

Jiang Weiyan stared straight at him, "Want me to accompany you?"

"No."

Jiang Weiyan gave a "tsk", "The words are not sincere."

"...You talk a lot."

He leaned over slightly, looked at Bai Lian's face, "Okay, then can you accompany me to the world?"

Bai Lian frowned slightly, and asked puzzledly, "What are you going to do?"

Jiang Weiyan stood up straight and lazily said: "I don't know, but the person I like wants to go, and I really don't want to be too far away from him."

The tip of Thyme's heart seemed to be scratched by a cat.

"If you don't say anything, I will treat it as your agreement. See you on Yuan Festival." Jiang Weiyan paused, then suddenly remembered something, "Oh no, you just said that we will see you tomorrow, so I will come to see you tomorrow."

"..."

"Go and rest, sleep well."

When Baili Eucalyptus stood under the pear tree and smelled the elegant fragrance, he still didn't understand why he was going to spend the Lantern Festival with Jiang Weiyan?

He looked up at the snow-covered pear blossoms, sighed, and murmured, "I'm really out of my wits."

***

In the two days before the Shangyuan Festival, Bai Lian was at leisure, raising flowers in the mansion during the day, feeding the fish and reviewing papers, extraditing dead souls at night, and looking at the map in the study in his free time.

There are three maps hanging on the wall, the human world, the fairy world and Fengdu.

Thyme Eucalyptus picked up pear flower branches and circled them on the map of the world.

"Chang'an...Jinling...Lin'an..." Seeing a place suddenly, Bai Lian paused, and touched the map with his finger instead of the pear blossom branch.

"Bianjing."

Lin Cen asked him if he had ever been to Bianjing, and this place seemed to appear in his dream a few days ago.

Bai Lian pursed her lips, rested her chin with one hand, and stared at the location of Bianjing on the map.While meditating, I suddenly heard a "click" outside the study room, followed by howls.

"Who?" Bai Lian yelled sideways, flicking his sleeves, and the window opened in response, and there was a person lying on the ground in the courtyard, babbling and struggling to get up.

The man was fair and clean, with red lips and white teeth, not too tall, big and bright eyes, and looked like a teenager in his teens.

Xu Shi didn't expect that there was someone in the quiet room. When the eyes of the two met, one tilted his head slightly with a puzzled expression on his face, and the other maintained an embarrassed appearance half lying on the ground.

The little boy's face turned red.

I saw him get up, pat the dust that didn't exist on his body, straighten the moon-white robe, put on a bright smile as if nothing happened, and bow to Bai Lian, with a crisp voice, "Xiao Xiansi Fate, I have met His Highness Eleven of Fengdu."

Baili Eucalyptus walked out of the study room quickly, separated a polite distance from Siming, put his hands together on his chest in return, "It turns out that it is Immortal Siming, I have lost my way, and I am sorry."

"Don't dare to take it. It's Xiaoxian who was abrupt. I wanted to go to the tenth highness's residence, but before I left, I had a dispute with Yuelao, so he kicked me down, and ended up falling into the highness's courtyard." Si Ming muttered, with an aggrieved expression on his face, "I still hurt from the fall."

Seeing his grievance, Bai Lian pursed his lips to hold back his laughter.

"Wen..." Si Ming paused, drooping his head, "Your Highness the Eleventh can laugh if you want to."

"...No." Bai Lian came closer, took off the pear blossom that fell on Si Ming's head, and said seriously, "Isn't Immortal Si Ming going to the tenth hall? Yan should not be asleep yet."

"Oh! That's right, that's right, I almost forgot about it, so Xiaoxian will leave first." Si Ming turned left and right and paced in circles, "Your Highness, where is the main entrance?"

"Over there." Bai Lian pointed to the left, "After going out, turn right, go around the sweet cake shop and walk forward, and you will see the ten halls."

Si Ming trotted away, turned his back to Bai Lian, waved his hands, and said in a loud voice: "Thank you, Your Highness, see you soon!"

It was the first time Bai Lian saw Si Ming, but he didn't expect to be such a naive and funny little fairy.

"Xianjun Si Ming is in charge of the fate of the three realms, will he know more..." Bai Lian sighed angrily, "It's time to keep people in clichés."

In the ten halls on the other side, Si Ming exchanged a message for a chance to enter after being shut down once.

"Immortal Wen Jing! I have news about Immortal Wen Jing!" Si Ming wailed, and his whole body stuck to the door, and the door panel slammed loudly, "You have the ability to threaten me and you have the ability to open the door!"

Hearing the name, Jiang Weiyan paused, turned around and opened the door without warning.

Xianjun Wen Jing is in charge of the fate of the world. He went down to earth thousands of years ago and has not returned. Even the fairy world can't find his existence.

Jiang Weiyan once saw the portrait of Wen Jing Xianjun at Si Ming's place, and he was stunned at the first sight.

Except for the red mole in front of his eyes, that person looks exactly like Thyme.

He even guessed whether Baili Eucalyptus could be Immortal Wen Jing, but he didn't feel a trace of immortality in Baili Eucalyptus.

Bailiyan can be said to be an extremely mysterious person. There is no file about him in Fengdu, and Xianjun Wenjing has not heard from him since he went down to earth 1000 years ago. know the answer.

And Si Ming is in charge of fate, and those who go down to the world to experience calamity must be recorded in the fate book. Among the three realms, only he knows the matter of calamity best.

Si Ming was caught off guard and fell into the door, and was quickly supported by Jiang Weiyan's eyesight and hands.

Si Mingyou complained: "You only care about things related to Xianjun Wen Jing, don't you?"

"Ask if you know?" Jiang Weiyan sat on the edge of the corridor, put one hand on his left knee, and said casually, "What news, tell me."

Si Ming sat down on the empty seat next to him, and took out an envelope from his arms, "Hey, the letter written to me by Xianjun Wen Jing before he went down to earth, it was kept in the bottom of the box for 1000 years, and it took me a long time to find it out." .”

Jiang Weiyan was not in a hurry to answer, and asked without beginning or end: "Just came from Eleven?"

Si Ming raised his eyebrows, "Oh? How does His Royal Highness know?"

"You are stained with his usual soothing incense." Jiang Weiyan reached out and took the letter away.

Si Ming lowered his head and sniffed his clothes, "Many people use Anshenxiang, how can you be sure that it belongs to His Highness the Eleventh?"

"Indeed, there are quite a few, but there is more white plum fragrance from our courtyard in the [-]th Anshenxiang." Jiang Weiyan flipped through the letter, his tone showing off, "His Anshenxiang is the only one in the world."

Si Ming: "...All right."

Jiang Weiyan: "There is nothing to be seen in this handwriting. It is a very standard regular script. Eight out of ten people can write this kind of characters."

"That's true, but look at the signature of Xianjun Wenjing."

Jiang Weiyan turned to the last piece of paper and took a closer look, "This is... a monogram?"

"Yes," Si Ming pointed to the mark where the signature was signed, "I have asked about the original monogram created by Xianjun Wen Jing, it is a word for 'An', haven't you seen it?"

"No." Jiang Weiyan stared at the monogram and smiled suddenly, "I've seen it before."

Siming: "Huh???"

Jiang Weiyan put away the letter and asked, "Where is Immortal Wen Jing going through the calamity now?"

"There is no exact location, but according to the subtle movements I detected, they are all in Bianjing recently."

"Bianjing..." Jiang Weiyan lengthened the ending and chuckled, "What a coincidence, isn't it?"

"You, what are you doing?"

"What else can I do?" Jiang Weiyan got up and went back to the room, and said with a smile, "Go arrest someone."

Si Ming shouted outside: "Don't be rough and tie people up! That's a fairy! He has a bad temper!"

"You speak ill of him, does he know?"

"I don't know. Don't tell him!"

"Oh. I'll think about it."

"..."

He put the booklet of Bai Lian in a special place, and the top one was returned before he went to Chaxi Town, with only a few numbers.

"I'm very busy, I approve it myself, get out. Thyme Eucalyptus."

The mark at the signature is like a bent branch.He has seen it many times.

That is the same monogram as Xianjun Wenjing.

Jiang Weiyan lightly threw the letters and papers on the table, leaned back on the back of the chair, exhaled, and looked east through the window, no emotion could be seen on his calm face.

That is the direction of the Eleventh Hall.

"Berry Eucalyptus... who are you?"