When the Great Dao Dies, I Remain; When Spiritual Energy Withers, I Endure

To the north of Lingtian Dynasty is an endless desert. 【】

The Wang family troupe is extremely famous in the Lingtian Dynasty and is well known to everyone.

I don’t know when it started.

"Wang Gui", the leader of the Wang Family Opera Troupe, has made a big wish to start a nationwide tour.

The tour lasts a whole year.

Traveled through seventy-one cities in the north and west, and finally ended in the Northern Desert.

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His plays can be watched by people, ghosts and immortals.

now.

Northern Desert, Loess City.

I heard that the Wang family troupe is coming.

The local landowners had already built the stage.

There were four hundred chairs in the open space below the stage, and there was a large area of ​​​​empty space on the sides and back.

Those with money buy seated tickets, and those without money buy standing tickets.

The Wang family troupe had arrived in Huangtucheng four hours ago.

Everyone in the theater troupe was dressing up backstage.

However, because of its great name, almost all the residents of villages and small towns near Huangtucheng came early.

And there are especially many this year.

There was a village where the whole village, men, women, old and young, came.

"That's such a kind person. He actually invited our village to watch the show."

"Yeah, I've never seen so much money. All the 180 people in our village came."

"More than just a kind person, he is simply a god. Isn't there an Aunt Wang in the house next door to me? Last year, her leg was bitten off by a dog, and she refused to go out to watch a show! But guess what? As soon as the immortal stretched out his hand, Healed her!"

"Look, there she is!"

"Eh? It's true. Brother, tell me, what is the immortal doing?"

"Bah! You don't know what's good or bad, what do you think you have to gain? With your little property, dogs will shake their heads. Can an immortal demolish your house?"

"That's right, that's right."

…

Behind the seats, the villagers discussed with each other.

Their conversation fell into the ears of a man and a woman who bought tickets in front of them.

It was Li Changxiao and Zhao Qing who hurried to watch the show after burying the people.

Li Changxiao sighed, the divine fortune teller really counted everything.

He was just wondering where the villagers in that village had gone.

turn out to be…

They were all sent to watch the show by some divine plan.

It didn't affect the innocent.

Zhao Qing looked calm and looked at the stage in front of him, his eyes a little more vivid and a little more expectant.

Not a moment.

The lead singer came on stage.

"good!"

There were bursts of cheers from the crowd.

There are many ways to perform opera.

The complete performance takes about two hours.

Singing directly from noon to evening.

Zhao Qing was very immersed in watching it.

This performance tells a tragic story.

When the performance reaches its climax.

With Daomadan's loud shout.

There was a lot of crying in the hall.

At the end the clown was punished.

Everyone applauded again and again, and they were very happy.

After the song was over, people dispersed.

When they left, they lingered over it, pondering over the plot and discussing it with their fellow travelers.

Down the hall.

Gradually.

Only Zhao Qing, Li Changxiao and Zhao Qing were left.

"It's over."

Zhao Qing sighed and exhaled heavily.

"Yes, it's over." Li Changxiao nodded.

Zhao Qing took out the list he made a long time ago.

It's full of sketches.

One wish is fulfilled one by one.

Just looking at the list, an unknown smile appeared on her face.

It seems to be a leisurely scene of riding a boat together, enjoying flowers and fishing with the breeze blowing.

I also recalled that I was lucky enough to climb up a cliff just to pick a rock flower.

Zhao Qing said that she was a woman and the task of collecting rock flowers would fall on Li Changxiao.

Li Changxiao refused to do anything. It was so dangerous to pick flowers on this cliff. With no choice but to do it, the two decided to guess the game.

In the end, Zhao Qing naturally lost. Reluctantly, he tied the rope around his waist and climbed down the cliff to pick flowers.

I also recall the paintings on Peach Blossom Mountain, the vegetarian meals in the temple, and the sitting and drinking in the cave...

Speaking of drinking in the cave, Zhao Qing was actually a little angry.

She was drunk, and when she went back, she stepped on her foot and fell into the cold underground river.

Li Changxiao didn't come down to save himself. He just found a wooden stick from somewhere and asked himself to grab it and climb up.

Really hateful.

Just saying that.

It’s only been a little over a month.

But it seems...

There are many things worth recalling over and over again.

"By the way..."

Zhao Qing blinked and suddenly turned to look at Li Changxiao, "You really don't want to know my true identity?"

"You must have heard of my true identity, and we are quite related."

"Or have you already guessed it?"

Zhao Qing asked.

"Of course I'm curious." Li Changxiao replied with a smile, "But there's no need to ask, I won't ask, and I won't make random guesses."

"Then what should I say?" Zhao Qing asked again.

"Then just say it." Li Changxiao looked indifferent.

Zhao Qing was suddenly discouraged.

The two of them were sitting in the hall.

The waiters' shouts came to their ears, telling them to go home quickly, as it would be unsafe here at night.

Li Chang smiled and thanked the man.

After that, it fell into silence again.

The two of them just sat there.

No one spoke.

The atmosphere was silent.

"Changxiao, thank you." After a while, Zhao Qing pulled her hair around her ears and said suddenly.

Zhao Qing said again: "I also know that there are some things that can extend life. Although they are a bit dangerous, I..."

Li Changxiao quickly interrupted: "No, no, my longevity is enough."

"You don't have to worry about me." Li Changxiao added, "Anyway, thank you. I appreciate your kindness."

Zhao Qing hesitated to speak.

She had a lot more to say.

But I don’t know what to say.

I wonder if it’s because there’s no wine.

Just then.

Li Changxiao slowly stood up.

Looking at Zhao Qing, he said with a smile: "As the saying goes, the end of the road ends in death."

"There is no banquet in the world that never comes to an end."

"Miss Zhao, this journey between you and me... ends here. If we are destined to meet again in the future, we will naturally meet again."

With that said, he returned Zhao Qing's natal heart.

He waved his hand vigorously.

Turn around and leave.

The swordsman in white walked away gracefully, scratching his butt and taking a few sips of wine.

Not a trace of souvenir.

It seems like what he said.

Just put in enough effort for at least five hundred taels.

Some people may think he is naive, but this is his principle. He can be selfish and suffer losses.

in this way.

It's the best.

"Hahaha, the desert starlight is well-deserved!" Li Changxiao laughed.

At night in the desert, the stars are densely covered with stars, and it is a rare sight in the world.

Zhao Qing had a complicated look on his face, looking at Li Changxiao's retreating back, and murmured, "Are we destined to see you again...Can we see you again if we are destined to?"

She shook her head.

Take out the brush you carry with you.

On the last item on the list, I checked it off and realized another wish.

It is also the last wish.

She folded the list and put it in her bag.

She turned to look in the direction where Li Changxiao left.

Very dark.

But with the faint starlight, he could vaguely see the swordsman in white walking staggeringly, as if he was already six points drunk.

She smiled and shouted: "Boy, don't fall asleep next time."

"Just cause trouble to others."