As the empress who breaks off her engagement at the beginning, I choose the evil little black lotus.

Chapter 138: The heart is connected, and it lasts for thousands of years. If nothing matters, one day in ten thousand years

At this time, if it were another emperor-selecting realm, they would definitely investigate the source of the anomaly, whether it was inner demons, a plot by a powerful enemy, or being targeted by some existence in the unknown sea.

But for Liu Zhenzhen, it just allowed her to rest two hours earlier than yesterday.

After a simple dinner and a foot bath, she lay on the bed and let her sleepiness engulf her.

Suddenly there was rain outside the house, and I fell into a dream.

In the dream, it was also raining.

This day seems to be Xueer's birthday again.

Because it was a rainy day, Su Yan did not sit under the tree and play the piano, but under the eaves of the wooden house.

Whenever it rains lightly in the Fallen Heaven Realm, there is no wind, and the clouds in the sky are very thin, there is still a faint light from the sky.

It always makes people feel like they are back in Shuimu Mountain in the south of the Yangtze River.

Liu Zhenzhen, who was wearing a Jingchai cloth skirt, was originally washing the monkey fruits she had just picked yesterday, but her hands had not moved for a long time.

Her eyebrows were naturally beautiful, with the elegance of a small-town girl who grew up on the banks of the Peach River, raised by small bridges and flowing water.

It's just that the long years have given her a temperament as heavy as the vast wilderness.

But now, in the sound of the piano and the rain, the precipitation of the years is gradually receding, and the temperament is becoming softer.

Not only the Liu Zhenzhen sitting under the eaves in the dream, but also the Liu Zhenzhen in the dream could not help but be attracted by the sound of the piano.

This was the first time she heard someone play the piano.

For millions of years, the only music she could hear in this imperial mausoleum was the suona sound during the funeral of Emperor Wu.

Compared with Liu Zhenzhen who heard the sound of the piano for the first time, Shen Xiaoxue's mood was more complicated.

She could tell that compared to Su Yan's lackluster performance when he first came here, the song "Jiangyue Fleeting Years" he played was already very smooth and had the charm of Xie Ting's back then.

Shen Xiaoxue didn't dare to think about it carefully.

Back then, she could hear the sadness and anger in Su Yan's music, her unwillingness, and his desire to leave.

Only in this way can a piece of music that has been quiet for a long time be played in a straight-forward way.

But right now...

Shen Xiaoxue didn't dare to think about what this meant.

Could it be that he also felt that the lonely and boring years in this imperial mausoleum could be called peaceful years?
She didn't dare to think about what year, month and day this was in 50 years?

Has Su Yan forgotten himself?

Amidst the sound of rain, the sound of the piano gradually stopped.

Liu Zhenzhen handed him a washed fruit. The green monkey fruit lay in her plain white palm, still stained with a few drops of water.

When you take a bite, you will feel a continuous sweetness, flowing into your body like a sweet spring. Even if you have eaten it for tens of millions of years, you will not feel tired.

"53 nine years, one hundred and one days, today is the last day."

Hearing Liu Zhenzhen's still calm voice, Su Yan's hand holding the monkey fruit couldn't help but pause in the air, stunned.

Shen Xiaoxue was also stunned, this was actually the last day!
Later Liu Zhenzhen suddenly realized that it was in her mind!
Liu Zhenzhen looked at Su Yan steadily: "In 50 years, I will ask you again, are you willing to be the Lord of the Fallen Heaven Realm?"

"Lord of the Fallen Heaven Realm?" Shen Xiaoxue was shocked.

She originally thought that Liu Zhenzhen spent so much time on Su Yan just because she wanted Su Yan to be her military advisor and train her troops.

Unexpectedly, she actually directly promised him to be the Lord of the Fallen Heaven Realm!
Letting a Martial Lord be the Lord of the Great World has never happened before in all the ages, and it is unknown how much shock it will cause.

Su Yan obviously didn't expect it, he asked: "That wasn't your original plan, was it?"

"Yes." Liu Zhenzhen nodded, and then said, "But people's thoughts will always change over time. Otherwise, I wouldn't have to ask you."

"Then I will be the Lord of the Fallen Heaven Realm. What will you do?" Su Yan was a little curious again.

Liu Zhenzhen said casually: "I can be your bodyguard, even a maid. I just need to protect you from being assassinated."

Good guy! The Realm Master of the Martial Master Realm, the maid of the Chosen Emperor Realm!

Su Yan was speechless for a moment.

After a moment, he shook his head and laughed: "You do know how to be the mastermind behind the scenes."

"What is that?" Liu Zhenzhen frowned slightly.

"Nothing." Su Yan waved his hand, "It's just that if you ask me 50 years later, my answer will still be the same as 50 years ago."

Su Yan smiled and said: "Look, there are still some things in this world that time cannot bring or take away. For example, my heart is as stubborn as a stubborn stone, smelly and hard."

Su Yan's calm voice resounded in Shen Xiaoxue's ears like thunder.

In comparison, Liu Zhenzhen, who was rejected, was calmer than her. Just like countless times in the past, she just said softly.

But after a few breaths of silence, she still asked: "Why? Compared with 50 years, wasn't the less than 200 years you experienced before just as short as floating? Why, 50 years can't match that What about 200 years?”

"Well, why?" Su Yan was also asking himself, and it seemed that for a while, even he himself couldn't give an answer.

It's no wonder, there are a few people in this world who can understand their own hearts all the time.

Even the saint said: "It is easy to ask questions, but it is difficult to ask the heart." What's more, he is an ordinary person in the martial arts realm.

After pondering for a long time, he said: "Perhaps, if the heart is concerned, one day will be like ten thousand years. If the heart is not concerned, ten thousand years will be like one day."

Liu Zhenzhen said: "So, no matter how grandly the butterfly flowers bloom all over the mountain, you will only look for the red one, because it is where your heart is?"

When Shen Xiaoxue heard this, her heart felt so sore that it was hard to express.

It turns out that he has really been looking for the same flower for 50 years!

"I just don't want to forget where I came from." Su Yan sighed.

Without the support of this obsession, in 50 years, he might really forget who he is.

"Can I also ask you a question?" Su Yan asked.

"Ah."

"It is said that standing on the nameless sea and looking at mental images is like looking at a painting. So, you should have seen the ending the moment you pulled me into the mental image. Why are you still wasting these 50 years with me? "

Su Yan asked about the doubts that had been lingering in his heart for many years.

Although he could only complete the 50 years in this mental image, Liu Zhenzhen could not be trapped. She could come and go at will.

Looking down at a higher latitude, one axis of the mental image is space and the other axis is time. When Liu Zhenzhen brings Su Yan into the mental image, she leaves and goes to a higher latitude, and she can directly see the ending of the timeline.

It's like, just turn the book to the last page.

Su Yan didn't understand, Liu Zhenzhen should have seen his answer today, why he had to repeat the process again.

Seeing that he had finished eating, Liu Zhenzhen handed him another monkey fruit, but she did not directly answer his questions, but said: "In 50 years, you have been to most places in this imperial mausoleum, but there is still one place. , a place you have never been to, do you know where it is?"

"Where is it?" "There." Liu Zhenzhen stretched out her hand and pointed to the top of the mountain, which was looming in the rain: "There is a snow lotus planted by Emperor Wu himself. It blooms once every 5000 years. When it blooms, the sky will be full of snow lotus." No matter how heavy the snow falls, it will stop and cannot bear to take away its flowers. There is also a saying: God is ashamed of the snow. It is said that if you witness the process of its flowering with your own eyes, you will be enlightened. Every 5000 years, it is the young masters in jumpsuits and the others. Such spiritual weirdness will also go up the mountain."

"It blooms every 5000 years, and each time it blooms, it only lasts for a few breaths."

Liu Zhenzhen asked: "Guess, how many times have I seen him?"

Su Yan said: "Based on 50 years, it means it opens every 5000 years, so why can't it be a hundred times?"

Liu Zhenzhen shook her head: "Actually, not many times."

"Because every time it blooms, there will always be various strange phenomena on the way up the mountain. The stubborn rocks are dancing, the dead trees are blooming, the old bamboos are crying, the white wolf is losing the moon, the black bear is piled up in the snow, and the ghostly butterflies are shining... I will always If you are attracted by them and stop, you will miss the moment when the lotus blooms."

Su Yan shook his head: "Isn't this a taboo in spiritual practice? If you know that the great road is ahead, you should just keep your head down and move forward. How can you be blinded by random flowers?"

Liu Zhenzhen shook her head: "I don't understand this."

Su Yan smiled bitterly, that's right, he was a martial master, how could he have the face to give advice on how to practice in the Emperor's Realm?

Su Yan said: "You mean that my presence has become the scenery on your road."

"Yes, and no." Liu Zhenzhen nodded first, and then shook her head: "Yes at first, but not later."

Through a layer of steaming water vapor on a rainy day, Su Yan suddenly felt that Liu Zhenzhen's calm gaze as always became a little burning.

He couldn't help but lower his head slightly, looking at the xylophone on his lap. His fingers unconsciously plucked the strings, and he said as if to change the subject: "Since the snow lotus is so beautiful when it is in full bloom, and it can also help people realize enlightenment, why in the past 50 years? , I, I have never seen you go there? Or did you go behind my back and go secretly? "

Liu Zhenzhen took a few steps closer and pulled him under the eaves.

At this time, the rain was getting heavier, and some of it wetted their clothes.

In the sound of rain, I heard her say: "I never carried you on my back, I just forgot."

"Wouldn't it be a pity to miss such a wonderful scene that only happens once in 5000 years?"

But Liu Zhenzhen looked at him and smiled: "Yeah, it's a pity that I missed it! Fortunately, I didn't miss it, I picked it off and planted it next to me."

Su Yan was stunned. At this moment, the wind suddenly blew, carrying fallen leaves and raindrops, covering his eyes, and Liu Zhenzhen was unable to see his eyes at that moment.

Liu Zhenzhen continued: "To me, your short life is like a fleeting glimpse of the 5000-year-old snow lotus, which was just caught in the palm of my hand by coincidence."

"You just said that you are the scenery on my road. I said, yes and no.

At first, it was scenery. Later, you were already the snow lotus. "

"You know, my heart can't hold too many things. With you by my side, I forget about it."

In the increasingly heavy rain, Su Yan opened his mouth several times, but could not utter a single word.

Only the louder sound of rain covered up the silence at this moment.

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huh huh huh

Whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa whoa
……

"Damn it, you, an old guy who has lived for who knows how long, are so shameless!"

Shen Xiaoxue felt that her heart was once again blocked by a huge boulder.

At this time, she had the same thoughts as Gu Nanyi.

This Liu Zhenzhen is probably not as good as a hundred Nalanyans.

But Gu Nanyi could still curse her, so who could she hate?

Both times, she exported Su Yan.

50 years. Even if Su Yan could eventually come back to her, how would she wash away the traces left on him by these 50 years?

At this time, whether it was Su Yan or Liu Zhenzhen in the dream. Still Shen Xiaoxue and Liu Zhenzhen outside the dream.

The rain curtain, the forests, and the mountains in front of me are gradually dispersing.

The timeline of mental images has finally come to the last moment.

They returned to the dungeon in the Fallen Heaven Realm.

Su Yan was lying on the bed and tried to move his legs, but found that he couldn't feel anything. He couldn't help but ask Liu Zhenzhen in a hoarse voice how much time had passed.

What he is referring to is, of course, real-world time.

Liu Zhenzhen looked at the spider weaving a web in the corner of the cell: "When you entered the painting, it had just started to weave a web. Now, it has only weaved a small part of it."

Su Yan was speechless for a moment.

In just the time it took for the spider to weave a web, there were already 50 years of memories in his mind.

Nan Ke Yimeng is nothing compared to it.

However, the next moment, he suddenly couldn't care about these emotions.

Then I heard Liu Zhenzhen say: "Get ready, we are coming for the second time."

"What!" Su Yan's color changed in shock, but before he could react, a black and white vortex began to spin in Liu Zhenzhen's pupils again.

This time, unlike last time, Su Yan deliberately resisted, but he only lasted half a stick of incense before entering his mind again.

However, the one who was more panicked than him was Shen Xiaoxue.

"I will definitely kill this woman in this life!"

At this time, Shen Xiaoxue's murderous intention towards Liu Zhenzhen was even greater than that of Gu Nanyi, who secretly gave birth to a baby with Su Yan.

She had heard the word brainwashing from Su Yan's mouth.

Shen Xiaoxue felt that Liu Zhenzhen was brainwashing Su Yan at this moment.

Every time he experienced the reincarnation of his mind, the shadows in Su Yan's heart, including his own, that he could not let go of, would become lighter.

Even if your heart is as tough as Su Yan, how can you withstand a few 50?
Could it be that Su Yan's feelings for him were washed away in this way in his previous life?

Shen Xiaoxue looked at the woman in her mind who opened the door and entered the house on a windy and snowy night again, and felt that her eyes were about to burst.

But Liu Zhenzhen, who was watching the dream together with her, was not surprised at all.

How could she easily let such a sweet piano sound become her last song?
Before traveling through time, Su Yan did not understand Zhuang Zhou Mengdie.

Dreams are fleeting, but life is long, and not every dream is a butterfly. How could one not be able to tell whether Zhuang Zhou dreamed of a butterfly or a butterfly dreaming of Zhuang Zhou?
At this time, when he experienced one after another, growing thousands of times more than others, falling into dreams again and again, and waking up again and again, seemingly endless, he felt that feeling firsthand.

When he was pulled into the mental image for the tenth time, it was almost impossible to tell whether 500 million years ago, a period of less than 200 years, was his fantasy.

Is he the tombkeeper Su Yan in the imperial mausoleum, or the young city lord of Beishan City, the husband of King Shenxiao, King Zhenbei...

Only when the butterflies bloom on the east slope every year, he will still remember to look for the red flower.

He still remembered that that was where he came from.

Years pass by, and in the blink of an eye, the timeline of the tenth mental image is coming to an end.

(End of this chapter)