Poverty is just doing justice for the sky

Chapter 99 Repentance
"Hey hey hey."

Ye Qingshuang smiled slightly: "Where did you go all this time? Did you find your wife?"

Bai Ze's smile froze instantly, his expression lost, and he sighed bitterly: "Oh, every time I was about to find it, it disappeared without a trace. Maybe she doesn't want to see me."

"Take your time, don't worry." She paused, and then asked Bai Ze: "By the way, has something happened to Lin Yuan recently?"

"He...what's wrong with him?"

There was a flash of unbearable in Bai Ze's eyes, and then he swallowed, and looked into the distance with a guilty conscience: "He is just like that, what else can happen."

Seeing it pretending to be stupid, Ye Qingshuang became more and more convinced that they had something to hide from her.

"You won't tell me either." She lowered her face in a low tone.

This posture and tone are all newly learned, so that people can't see the expression clearly, it is very suitable for acting, and it is not easy to be exposed.

Bai Ze was really fooled, and anxiously said: "No, don't be sad, Zai Zai, I'm just afraid that you will be sad..."

It hesitated to speak, and after a long while, it compromised sullenly: "Forget it, you should know anyway, uncle will take you to meet someone, and after meeting him, you will understand everything."

Bai Ze led her back, and the array of fragrances extending in all directions became wider and wider, not as sleepy as before.

"Zai Zai, when you see him later, you must not be disrespectful." Bai Ze made an explanation in advance.

Ye Qingshuang was puzzled, and asked back: "Why should I be disrespectful to him?"

She can't be so rude to others on weekdays, can she?

Bai Ze laughed awkwardly: "I'll understand when I see you, always remember what I said, and don't be disrespectful to him."

Ye Qingshuang said helplessly, "Got it."

Bai Ze led her into a snowy valley, and when he looked up, it was all white.

The wind and snow were blowing in, biting to the bone, but obviously neither Bai Ze nor Ye Qingshuang was afraid of the cold, and continued to move forward against the huge snowflakes.

After walking for nearly half an hour, Ye Qingshuang saw a man in white single clothes, meditating quietly in the snow.

Snowflakes kept falling, hazyly covering Ye Qingshuang's sight, she couldn't see his face clearly, but felt that his figure was very familiar.

Lin Yuan?
Appearance and non-appearance.

She heard Bai Ze talking to him in a very respectful but rigid manner: "Your Majesty, Ye Qingshuang is here."

This was the first time she heard Bai Ze call her by her full name, and she felt an inexplicable sense of discomfort, which might also be called strangeness.

"Understood, you step back."

Ye Qingshuang's eyelids twitched, and her voice was very similar, but the tone and feeling were very different, but she could be sure that they were not the same person.

Lin Yuan's voice changes with his emotions, sometimes evil, sometimes gentle, and this person, like a piece of ice, will not melt for a thousand years.

He is not Linyuan.

"Qi Ling Ye Qingshuang, what do you want to ask?"

As the man spoke again, she remembered that Lin Yuan didn't seem to have called her by her full name.

The same voice, the same appearance, but strange to the bone.

Ye Qingshuang looked at him through the heavy snow: "Excuse me, who are you?"

"My name is Weiming." The man replied.

Ye Qingshuang asked again: "What's the relationship with Linyuan?"

The man was strangely silent for a moment: "He is me, and I am him."

Ye Qingshuang frowned, a little irritable for no reason, and said coldly: "I don't understand, please explain clearly."

The man was not annoyed, he maintained his own pace, and explained in a leisurely manner: "Linyuan is the avatar of this seat, we were originally one, and now, we are still one."

Now Ye Qingshuang understood.

Feng Xue whimpered in her ear, but she heard Lin Yuan's words again in a trance.

Every word is bitter and bitter, but the context is depressing but intense, as if shouting, as if calling for help, as if screaming...

It was only at this moment that she belatedly realized how disappointing her performance was.

He should be afraid, reluctant, and painful, right?
"Weiming... Daozhang?" Her voice was a little hoarse, and she tried to address him.

Seeing the man nodding, he agreed to the title before continuing: "Daoist Weiming, I would like to make a request to you. I want to see Linyuan again."

"No."

"Why?"

Weiming raised his eyelids indifferently, his pupils were as still as stagnant water: "Fate arises and dies, follow the way of heaven. Your fate is over, don't see each other again."

Hearing this, Ye Qingshuang felt a sudden pain in her heart, like a row of needles piercing in neatly.

"But I haven't said goodbye to him yet."

"You won't see each other again, it's useless to say more, not to mention he has already said goodbye to you."

One-sided, said goodbye to herself, but she didn't do well.

A deep sense of fatigue filled my heart.

She thought she was returning to normal, but it turned out that she was still not doing well enough.

Ye Qingshuang's eye sockets were a little sore.She knew that this time he was not considered abandoned or given up, and he had no choice, but what difference did the result make?

After a long time, she finally recovered her voice: "Thank you, Taoist priest, for letting me know. I understand."

Weiming nodded, and said with a lofty bow: "Now that you understand, put your mind away and continue to perform the task, and wait until the day when you will be rewarded for your merits and deeds. There will be no less rewards for your merits and virtues."

Ye Qingshuang nodded, and reacted slowly, and asked in surprise: "What does the Taoist priest mean, let me work for you?"

"Why not?" he asked back.

"No, I'm not your subordinate." Ye Qingshuang's tone was extremely indifferent, and her attitude was not timid: "The reason why I joined the team to help Linyuan at the beginning was because he had said something first and wanted to treat my illness."

"Now that he is gone, the balance of mutual help and mutual assistance is naturally gone, and I have no relationship with Your Excellency, nor are I subordinate."

Weiming got up and approached through the wind and snow, his black eyes without a trace of emotion, he fixedly examined her: "On merit and deed, you can enter the fairy world."

Ye Qingshuang shook her head generously, her expression was cold and indifferent: "Thank you, no need."

Without getting angry, she made a decision calmly and did not want to become a fairy.

Realizing that he can't use the temptation of becoming an immortal to drive her to his own use, Weiming's eyes showed displeasure: "Don't rush to refuse, I will give you time to think about it."

"No, thank you." She stubbornly shook her head and refused again.

Weiming narrowed his eyes slightly, looked at her, as if thinking of something, suddenly his eyes flickered, and his tone softened a bit: "Just because I don't let you see Linyuan?"

"No, because I don't know you." Ye Qingshuang replied generously: "I don't know you, and I don't have the energy to get to know you again, so let's stop at meeting by chance."

From today onwards, Lin Yuan is an old friend.

And she has exhausted all her energy for knowing Lin Yuan, and she has no energy to re-know, get acquainted with, trust another new person, and go through many hardships with him.

"The Taoist priest will not have a date in the future, so I bid farewell." She bowed, turned her head and left.

Weiming's eyes were deep and his face was indifferent. With one hand pressing out of thin air, a barrier was formed to trap Ye Qingshuang.

"Bold weapon spirit. The task given by the deity is the oracle. How dare you disobey the oracle. Today, you will be punished and confinement in the demon bottle."

She raised her head calmly, without the slightest emotion: "So what? How long will God keep me? Ten years? Hundred years?"

His expression was indifferent, revealing an undeniable majesty: "So long as you repent."

Ye Qingshuang laughed after hearing this.

It turns out that the four seas are similar, and under the power of power, one needs to repent without making mistakes.

　Why are there only two chapters this week?Because I work overtime every day until eleven o'clock in the evening, and I also work overtime on Saturdays. This is already the full amount of this week.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)