Shansheng Lake is called Shansheng because it has always nourished the people of Xianzang San Village. No one can tell the depth of Shansheng Lake. The villagers of San Village only know that Shansheng Lake does not freeze all year round, with many fish and shrimps, and its taste is very beautiful.

In summer, people actually played on the water near the shore. However, for many years, Shansheng Lake has never drowned.

The villagers of Xianzang San Village regard Shansheng Lake as their mother.

No one expected that Wang Qing was drowning in Shansheng Lake. There was never any incident, and he actually came from the Wang family!

When Amu arrived at Shansheng Lake, Wang Qing's body had been salvaged for a long time. The tall and strong young man had already been stiff and his face turned blue.

At this moment, it was just a corpse.

Wang Qing's ankles seemed to be wrapped around some strange black water plants, quite like strands of hair.

"Qing'er...Qing'er..." Amu's voice trembled, his steps staggered, and then he rushed directly to Wang Qing. For a moment, tears fell down.

White sends black hair!

Amu trembled his hands and touched Wang Qing's face.

At this time, Wang Qing's body was already cold. Wang Xue had been sick all the time, and Amu was actually mentally prepared. However, Wang Qing had always been strong and had no illness or pain.

"My son" Amu Lao burst into tears.

In fact, Wang Xue has been ill over the years, and the whole family is busy with Wang Xue. Wang Qing is honest and simple by nature, and Amu's daily concern for him is much worse than that of Wang Xue.

However, Wang Qing was sensible and silently helped his parents with everything. Unexpectedly, in order to fish for his sister, he drowned Shansheng Lake.

"Brother Amu, Wang Qing seemed to have caught a huge big fish when he was fishing. However, when he closed the net, the boat overturned. Later, we all went down to save it. Originally, Qing'er was very good in water. Today, I don't know what happened, just..." An elder of Liu Town, who came to fish with him, was quite guilty of himself.

Amu nodded after hearing this and did not cry loudly again. However, two lines of turbid tears could not be stopped from being left along the corners of his eyes.

"Fate! Fate! Qing'er, Qing'er..." Amu murmured. Then, Amu suddenly felt the sky turn dizzy, his eyes turned dark, and he fainted.

"Amu"

"Uncle Amu"

"Brother Amu"

The person next to him shouted hurriedly.

On the 40th year of Liuzhen, on March 15th, Wang Xue and Wang Qing were 24 years old.

At dusk, the Wang family's old house was full of people inside and outside. Lishui and Li Ruo came early, helping Shen Yan to work hard. The familiar neighbors in Liu Town also came to express their condolences.

The Wang family once again became the focus. Everyone's face was filled with sadness. No one expected that such a thing would appear in the Wang family.

In fact, the people of Liuzhen have always had a special relationship with the Wang family.

When the lights were being held, the crowd gradually dispersed. Only a few villagers were left to help keep the spirits.

At this time, Amu actually woke up slowly in the west wing. This time he fainted for only half a day.

"Old man, you are awake!" Shen Yan's voice came. At this time, there were still tears on Shen Yan's face. In fact, she didn't expect Amu to wake up so soon. This is a blessing in disgrace!

"Yeah!" Amu struggled to sit up, his face pale, but calmer. Amu raised his hand and patted Shen Yan's back of his hand, as if he was about to say something, but in the end he could only sigh heavily.

"Girl Xue, how about it?" Amu finally spoke.

"Old man..." Shen Yan held Amu's hand tightly, and did not directly answer Amu's question, but said sadly, "You have to hold on!"

"Yeah!" Amu seemed to have had a premonition of something and pointed a little, "Is that right?"

"Snow Girl...Snow Girl and Qing'er are going together..." Chen Yan lowered his head and said.

"Yeah!" Amu closed his eyes slightly, and then nodded again. Wang Xue's body Amu knew that he might not be able to withstand the blow of Wang Qing's death.

In fact, when Amu asked Chenyan, he was prepared. His son died and his daughter died. At this moment, Amu's heart was empty.

"Twenty-four years..." Amu held Chen Yan's hand, tears rolling in his eyes, "My wife, the fate between the child and us is over, it's over..."

"Yeah!" Chen Yan nodded and cried. Amu's words were really correct. There was no external interference in this cause and effect. Wang Xue, Wang Qing and Amu, Chen Yan's fate was really over.

"Okay! In this way, the siblings are also a companion. They were born on the same day of the same year, and died on the same day of the same month of the same year, and they just left us behind!" Amu's voice choked.

At this time, Amu showed the strength of a husband and father. After waking up, he kept calming himself down and comforting Chenyan.

"Let's go! My wife, please accompany me to see the child again." Amu struggled to get out of bed, and Chen Yan half supported him.

Pushing open the west wing door. Two corpses were suddenly stopped in the yard, covering them with white cloth. Amu couldn't help but pause, as if he couldn't move.

At this time, Li Shui and Li Ruo were guarding the yard with a few fellow villagers. But when they saw Amu and Shenyan came out, they didn't know what to say.

"Thank you all, everyone!" Amu did not rudely and clasped his fists at the villagers in the yard in a hoarse voice. Everyone could only bow their hands.

"Senior Brother Lishui, let's take a look at the child!" Amu said.

"Yes!" Li Shui nodded heavily, then lifted the white cloth on Wang Xue and Wang Qing's body with his own hands.

In the night, under the lights, Wang Xue and Wang Qing's face were as good as before, and there was no abnormality. At that moment, it was like they fell asleep on weekdays.

"Son..." Amu sighed. At the same time, he held Chen Yan's hand tightly, as if this would be the only way to get the final comfort.

Looking at the turbid tears in Amu's eyes, he couldn't help but flow down.

The yellow plum blossoms will not fall, and the green plum blossoms will fall, and the white-haired people will give birth to the black-haired people. That is the most painful thing in the world!

"You siblings, take care of each other." Amu trembled his hands and wiped his tears and said sadly, "You are both fine, dad and mom will come to you sooner or later!"

When he heard this, everyone in the courtyard burst into tears.

Chen Yan couldn't cry when he heard this. However, at this moment, I didn't know whether Chen Yan was crying or Amu.

Li Shui came over and patted Amu on the shoulder.

"Amu!" However, after only two words, he didn't know what to say. Riruo was next to him and cried even more.

Wang Xue and Wang Qing are both good kids. No one in Liu Town doesn’t like them.

"Senior Brother Lishui, let's bury their brothers and sisters next to your master in three days!" Amu controlled his emotions...

"Well! Don't worry, I will arrange everything!" Lishuidao.

"Yeah!" Amu didn't say anything else, looked at his children again, then pulled Chen Yan and wanted to go back to the west wing. However, when he turned around, he could no longer control the depression in his chest.

"Ahem cough puff"

A mouthful of purple-black blood was sprayed out directly, and then fainted again. Since then, Amu's body and spirit have been much worse than before.

Liu Zhen Amu finally entered the final stage of his life.

Sea waste, sea of ​​bitterness.

Thousands of miles away from Wuyou Island is Li Mengxian Island. On the island, there are bamboo forests, flowing water, arch bridges, and temples, everything is the same as before.

The bamboo window was half open, and she sat cross-legged in a green dress.

The Buddha girl's clouds disperse, with a faint Buddhist rhyme, her beautiful eyebrows frowned slightly, and she gently strodes the piano. The sound of the piano is melodious, echoing on Limeng Island, and also echoing in the endless time.

"Don't say anything, listen to me playing the piano!" Yunsan's voice drifted and lonely.

Because of this song, she only played it to Amu. Everything that Yunsan belongs to Amu.

"What is false? What is true? Life and death are the moon wheels of the sea of ​​suffering, which can illuminate my heart. In the six dreams, my soul mates the soul. Don't ask how much love you have in the past life, I just hope that you will not have hatred in this life. A song in the vast ocean can't be obtained! Leaving the dream island, breaking the world."

A song in the vast ocean, I can’t get it! Leaving the Dream Island, the red dust is broken

This last sentence is endless and echoes.

Yun San's hand playing the piano trembled slightly, and in his wonderful eyes, it shone brightly.

"Why? Why?" Yun San asked himself in a low voice, "Since I can't get it, since I have already cut off the world, why can't I let go and forget it?"

Yunsan is the Buddha, but she herself has no answer.

In a flash, the sea was deserted and the time was almost two hundred years. I didn’t know anything about Liu Town in Tianzhou, and the clouds scattered. There is a unique world in the Great Forbidden City of Heaven and Earth.

In fact, I don’t know everything in the three realms now. It’s not that I can’t know, but that I don’t want to know.

Back then, in the Battle of Tianzhou Demon-Sealing, Amu forgot everything except Shen Yan. Yun San's heartbroken, and once said that if Amu remembers himself, he can come to Limeng Island to find her after remembering for two hundred years.

From then on, Yunsan no longer cares about the affairs of the three worlds.

But it has been nearly two hundred years, and Amu has not come. Two hundred years of time is not long for Yunsan. However, Yunsan feels that it is longer than 20,000 years.

"Will Amu come again?" Yun San often asked himself in his heart.

With a sigh, the clouds stood up gently. The long hair was like a waterfall, holy and sacred. There is no need to say more about the beauty of the Buddha.

Outside Dream Island, the tide rises and falls.

At this moment, a voice came.

The sound of "Yun'er" echoed on Limeng Island, as if it came from outside the sky.

"Father!" Yun San stood in the bamboo house with a calm expression. It was the voice transmission of the Lord Wuyou Island thousands of miles away. Although it was the reincarnation of the Green Soul, Yun San always thought about the father-daughter relationship of Lord Wuyou Island.

"Yun'er, go back to the island!" The voice of the Lord of Wuyou Island was filled with the love and helplessness of a father.

Yun San smiled faintly.

"Father, Yunsan no longer cares about the affairs of the Three Realms, and naturally he will not return to Wuyou Island! Everything about Happy Land has nothing to do with me." Yunsan's voice was calm and indifferent.

"Oh" In the void, the owner of Wuyou Island sighed long, "Yun'er, should you understand that there would be Wuyou Fairy Island without you? What is the lineage of Happy Land?"
To be continued...