Big Bodhi [The Great Enlightenment] - Chapter 179

[Pluck the snow to find flowers, burn the lamp to continue the day with chapter]

A light wind swept in from an unknown place. The scrawny old man shook his head, his gray hair was dirty and messy, apparently he hadn’t been groomed for a long time.

The wind stops.

“In the past few decades, all the people of the Zhao family seem to have completely forgotten you without knowing it, and no one has ever brought you meals.” Under the yin qi of heaven and earth, Ji Yuenian appeared silently in the He stood by the old man’s side, lowered his head and looked at his cloudy eyes quietly, “I just went to Fuliu City to ask, everyone in the Zhao family said that you are dead, this is really weird.”

The skinny old man seemed to be It was really stupid, with a hoarse voice of “hoho” in his mouth, and the godless gray eyes looked at Ji Yuenian.

Zhao Xingyan used to be the arrogance who ignited the fire of the fifth-grade heart. He was dazzling in the ancient city of Taichu, and was even regarded as the future of the Zhao family for a while.

But for the girl who sunk into nightmares in the middle of the night, Zhao Xingyan did not hesitate to wait outside her door day and night, and absorbed too many nightmares transformed by the yin of heaven and earth with his five-grade heart fire, and finally a dazzling one The arrogant Tianjiao has been reduced to a useless and useless person, and his soul has been infiltrated with yin for a long time, and his sanity has a sign of stupidity.

The girl knew that every night she slept soundly, there was a man outside the door who was enduring the pain of nightmares for her.

“Old Patriarch Zhao.”

In the small courtyard that had been abandoned for a long time, Ji Yuenian looked down at the old man’s dark gray eyes and spoke softly.

“Hoho…”

Zhao Xingyan slowly turned over on the dilapidated wooden couch, still not saying a complete sentence.

“If you don’t eat or drink for decades, if you are an ordinary mortal body, I’m afraid even the flesh and blood will rot for such a long time.” Ji Yuenian sat down on the wooden couch and looked at the old man like a With skinny hands like chicken feet, “What exactly is the wood carving in Zhao Yinyue’s memory?”

“Hoho!”

Zhao Xingyan was suddenly excited, waving his left hand like dry wood, and firmly grasped Ji Yuenian’s Mo Yuan cloud pattern gold robe.

“Can you recognize this person?”

Ji Yuenian thought for a moment, flicked his sleeves gently, and a picture scroll slowly condensed on the side of the wooden couch.

The person painted on the picture scroll is a girl in snow clothes with cold eyes. Her beautiful face is enough to embarrass flowers and close the moon, falling geese and sinking fish, but her expression always seems to be shrouded in a little unspeakable sadness and compassion. .

The person in the painting is Zhao Yinyue, whose state of mind is on the verge of sinking, not the extremely proud Princess Ao Li.

“Ho! Ho!”

Zhao Xingyan grabbed the picture scroll from Ji Yuenian’s hand, his dry palm trembled and stroked the eyebrows and eyes of the person in the picture, and tears slowly flowed from his gray eyes.

For Zhao Xingyan, this is his daughter.

For her, aptitude, practice, family, wisdom… Zhao Xingyan gave up everything he could, just for the person in the painting to live well.

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Tears kept dripping on the scroll, Zhao Xingyan held the scroll with his head bowed, and he could not stop sobbing out of his mouth.

Perhaps he also knew that the person in the painting was no longer there.

The picture scroll was gradually soaked in tears, and the brows and eyes of the girl in the snow-clothed clothes gradually blurred. After a few breaths, her figure finally disappeared completely, and it turned into a cloud of heaven and earth and slowly dissipated.

This picture scroll was condensed by Ji Yuenian according to Zhao Yinyue in Zhenling’s memory, and it was false.

But for Ji Yuenian, Zhao Yinyue, who has only existed for sixteen years, seems to be more real, and the noble and unreachable Princess Ao Li seems to be just an ancient and distant legend.

(End of this chapter)