1295       The ends of the world

But the old man in the cycle of reincarnation no longer paid attention to Qiqi and continued to pack up the herbs.

How could Qiqi miss such an opportunity? Following him and watching him work all the way, she asked all the way: "Master, you mean, what do you mean by us... You actually know in your heart that Qishang and I are not the same person? What about Qishang? Where is Qishang now? She..."

"Aren't you Qi'er?" Old Man of Reincarnation turned around and looked at her, and finally couldn't help but reach out and bounced on the tip of her nose.

"Why are you..." Qiqi stared at him, took two steps back, and frowned.

This behavior was very similar to Achu. When she saw him drying herbs here, she almost got confused by him.

This looks really like Achu, but Achu likes to wear white clothes, just like Xuantian just now, all wearing pure white robes without any variegated colors.

But he was wearing a gray robe. No one seemed to like wearing this color, whether it was Chu Xuanchi, Mu Chu, or even Chu Jiangnan and Wuming.

After a moment of silence, she immediately restrained her mind and still looked at the old man of Reincarnation and said, "Can you really see through the cycle of life and death? If you can see through, you should know my situation."

She rubbed her forehead, but in fact, this happened to her, but she couldn't see through it.

"Master..." She stared at the old man of Reincarnation again and muttered: "Why can you still be so calm even though you know that I have occupied your disciple's body? Don't you want to find your disciple's soul back?"

This time, the old man in Reincarnation finally put down everything in his hand and looked at her with his eyes.

Whenever he looked at him so seriously, Qiqi felt a little uneasy. For some reason, although his eyes were soft, there was a complexity that she couldn't understand under the softness.

No matter what, it was only the first time she met this master. She had never been together in the past. She didn't know what kind of person he was.

"How do you know that you are not Qi'er? How do you know that all this is not because you have lost your past memory? How can you be sure that everything you have experienced in your mind is not a dream, but a real existence?"

After asking several questions in a row, the old man of Reincarnation continued to stare at her and asked: "Why don't you think about what happened in the past? From beginning to end, it's just a dream. Now, you are returning to your original position and becoming your true self?"

Qiqi opened his eyes wide, "How could it be a dream? Those..."

"What have those... left you now? What traces have you found on your body to prove that everything is true?"

The old man of Reincarnation said something, and was so scared that Qiqi stood there. I don’t know how long he had been standing against the wind, but he still couldn’t come back to his senses.

What does he mean by saying this? Everything she experienced was just a dream, and now it is the real world. She... is not Mu Qiqi, nor Murong Qiqi, nor the little prince of the Dream Clan, but Qishen. Everything is just a dream of Qishen?

No, it is impossible! But, as he said, what else can be used to prove that those past are real existences? Where is the Heaven and Earth Bracelet?

Thinking of this, I subconsciously touched my left wrist, but the top was so smooth, where was the world bracelet?

No, nothing, but how is it possible? That is definitely not a dream, impossible...

He pinched her hand hard, because the force was too strong, and it hurt so much that she was almost crying.

It hurts very much... It hurts so much, and it is indeed not in the dream. What has she experienced? Why do she feel that everything else is a dream every time she wakes up?

Looking up, there was no master here, and the surroundings were empty, not even a figure. Is there really only four of them in such a big spiritual cave? But if there were only four of them, what would they do in normal times?

Suddenly, she smiled slightly, making fun of her stupidity. How could she begin to doubt the truth of everything in the past because of someone else's casual words? I didn't know what was going on just now, but she was so poor that she almost became crazy.

Suddenly, a ray of piano sound came from the distant back mountain. The piano sound was melodious. At first glance, I felt a little pleasant atmosphere. But when I listened carefully, I slowly felt that there was an indescribable sorrow hidden under that pleasure.

Sorrow is like water, but it is bitter water. Even the wind blows, it cannot cause ripples on the water surface. A pool is calm, but under the calm, it seems that there are surging waves hidden.

The person who plays the piano is restless and looks calm. In fact, all kinds of feelings are in his heart. What is that person thinking? What is his sadness churning in his heart?

Listening to the Qinyin, she walked slowly over, and at some point she had left the backyard and walked towards the back mountain. She also had to cross the lush grass and reached the top of the mountain with red flowers everywhere.

Looking up, a gray robe appeared and disappeared in the sea of ​​flowers. When you walked closer, you could clearly see his silhouette.

He sat in the sea of ​​flowers, his slender fingers slowly jumped, and the wind blew his white silk, adding a feeling of desolation to him.

If the color of this robe was not the right one, it would have a bit of Chu Jiangnan when you look at it.

According to the story, the senior brother has his three souls. Is it because of this that the two of them feel so similar to her?

The melodious sound of the piano came and drifted with the wind, and the little sorrow disappeared strangely. It seemed that from the moment she approached, the sorrow was suddenly dispersed without a trace.

The sound of the piano was raised again, and it was heard that the person who played the piano hoped that the person who listened to the music could be infected by the sound of the piano and make her mood happy, but she heard the helplessness behind the excitement.

Master...what is he thinking? Under his calm appearance, what is hidden in his heart that is so passionate and bloody?

She obviously never cared about the old man in the story of Reincarnation, and focused more on the two men Xuantian and Jinghong who would eventually fall into the cycle of life and death with Qishou in that decisive battle.

But why after she came, she became more interested in the old man in the cycle of reincarnation in front of her? She always felt that there were too many secrets hidden in him. If these secrets could be solved, could the heavenly tribulation be solved easily?

"You are too resentful and too obsessed with it. No matter what you do or say, you are always thinking about how to solve your problem, but you don't know that the problem may not exist at all." Sitting so far, but his voice floated over, but it was still so clear.

He raised his hands and gently brushed his clothes, another shiny guqin fell among the flowers not far away from her.

The old man of Reincarnation did not even raise his eyelids, and his long finger fell back to the strings and gently plucked it: "I haven't played the piano with you for a long time. Come here and play the previous song with me."

Playing with the master... Qiqi was not mentally prepared at all, but in that legend, the old man of Reincarnation and Qishang were indeed soulmates. During that time, they often played the piano and played music together.

And, the ends of the world...

She subconsciously walked over, looking at the guqin in Haijiao placed on the ground by the old man of Reincarnation, and then looking at the Tianya Qin on his legs. She was still so familiar with the two guqins, but now the one who played with him was replaced by another person.

Senior brother... Suddenly, my heart felt a little hurt. If those memories were just a dream, if I would never see Xuan Chi and Baoer again, her mother and father, and her senior brother, A Chu, Wuming...

No, she must not think of these inexplicable words, and once she thought about them, her heart would be broken.

...Whether or not, Qiqi finally sat down in front of Haijiao Qin, and like the old man in Reincarnation, he placed the guqin on his knees.

Her long fingers gently brushed over the strings. At first, she felt a little unfamiliar. When the sound of the Tianya piano on the side slowly rang, she seemed to be driven by this sound, and her thoughts couldn't help but float away.

There seemed to be a lot of things hidden in my head, but I seemed to think of nothing. My fingers naturally followed the sound of the old man in reincarnation and slowly jumped.

The two people played together, and the indescribable ethereal sound of the piano seemed to have a power that penetrated the human heart. No matter who heard it, an impetuous heart could always be moved by it, slowly becoming calm, and slowly finding a little fun from it.

Just like Qiqi now, from the beginning, she felt irritable, but slowly she was completely melted by the sound of the piano. Occasionally, she would look up at the master beside her unconsciously.

Seeing his gentle eyebrows and eyes, he would often give himself a gentle look. This scene made people feel inexplicably peaceful.

The two occasionally looked at each other, and they knew what the other party wanted to play next, just like the mind could meet.

Sometimes Qiqi will suddenly change the rhythm mischievously to see if the master can catch up with her. But every time she thinks, the master's long finger will quickly change the commands according to her intentions.

She wanted to be fast, he could follow up immediately, she slowed down, and his fingering could be stopped immediately.

Sometimes it is light and sometimes heavy, sometimes it is fast and sometimes it is slow, sometimes it is like two children playing among the flowers, sometimes it is like a lover standing in the wind, snuggling each other and looking at the foreign land, sometimes it is like a father and daughter, holding hands and walking slowly in the sky and the sea of ​​flowers.

In the end, even Qiqi forgot where she was, only knowing that the sound of the piano brought her unprecedented peace and peace.

As the last ray of piano sound blew away, the sunshine in the west had already shone with the last ray of afterglow, and the world gradually became darker.

Qiqi let out a long sigh, but unexpectedly, half a day passed without realizing it.

"Are you tired?" asked the old man in Reincarnation beside him softly.
Chapter completed!