Cataclysm King

Chapter 588 The Fisherman Who Waited for a Long Time
Safir Manor is the ancestral property of the Song family and also the place where they made their fortune.

Therefore, this ancient castle, which has existed for hundreds of years, has been preserved in the Black Gold City.

However, due to the wars in recent years, the Song family also moved to the New World Mechanical City in the western wilderness. The manor changed hands several times and suffered a lot of damage. After repairs, there were some changes.

Ji Xun, wearing a straight white suit, walked slowly into the manor.

The breeze touched my face, creating slight ripples on the green grass, and the birds chirped in the branches.

The layout of the manor is still roughly the same as it was a hundred years ago, with high white walls, fountains and exquisitely manicured gardens, everything is familiar.

The difference is that the Gothic-style spire-roofed house in the distance now has the church logo of the Silver Moon Sect hanging on it.

This is now a cathedral of the Silver Moon Church. From time to time, one can see nuns in black and white robes coming and going in the manor, as well as devout believers.

Ji Xun did not take the main road, but walked along the gravel slabs towards the back of the manor.

Step by step, everything in my memory is so clear.

After turning a corner of the woods, I saw the small auditorium with a white roof and stained glass that I remembered.

But no one takes care of it and it has become deserted.

The glass in the auditorium had been smashed to pieces, and the white paint on the walls was covered with mottled marks.

Ji Xun looked at him with slightly blurred eyes. As he stopped, a faint floral scent wafted in the air.

This season is the flowering period.

Upon closer inspection, the walls outside the auditorium were covered with roses of various colors in full bloom.

Among the lush green leaves, roses are in full bloom, pink, light purple and white intertwined together.

The colorful colors in front of my eyes suddenly became clear.

The breeze blows, and the rose flowers sway gently, light and soft.

It was exactly the same scene as I remembered.

Ji Xun watched, and the images reflected in his eyes overlapped with the traces in his memory.

The corners of his mouth suddenly raised an arc, and he murmured to himself: "I haven't been back for a long time."

After standing there for a long time, Ji Xun seemed to remember something. He took out the black-and-white photo, held it in front of his eyes, and gestured the location.

Soon, the scene in the photo overlapped with the small auditorium in the background.

In an instant, it seemed as if the wonderful moment of a hundred years ago appeared before my eyes.

In the photo, the young man's mouth corners slightly raised, looking very heroic;

The girl in the floral dress was holding the girl under the skirt, and her pretty face facing the camera was filled with a happy and bright smile.

Youth is the most beautiful age.

The roses are still blooming, and their most beautiful smiles are captured in this photo.

Ji Xun had a faint smile on his face, but his eyes were filled with melancholy, and he said to himself, "Miss Yu, I'm back."

I am still the same as I was then.

But the girl is no longer there.

Looking at the two bright smiling faces in the photo, Ji Xun's mind instantly emerged with the words Song Yu said.

Death is not the loss of life, she is just frozen in time.

At this moment, it seemed as if I had some realization in my heart.

Unconsciously, time and space began to be slightly disturbed.

The small auditorium is now dilapidated. The lush roses on the white walls bloom season after season, but they can no longer be seen as they were a hundred years ago.

Ji Xun walked around under the roses and without stopping for long, he headed towards the forest area behind the manor, where there was a black fir forest that was a hundred meters high.

A hundred years have passed, and the fir trees here are much thicker than I remembered. There are rotten and dead old stumps, as well as some newly grown small trees.

No one takes care of it, and this place is quieter than it was a hundred years ago.

Ji Xun walked in and soon found the huge black fir tree deep in the dense forest. It was a whole circle thicker than he remembered.

Looking up, I saw a tree house that looked like a bird's nest in the crown of the fir tree.

Song Yu lived in this tree house in the last few years before his death, and its appearance has not changed much from what I remember.

Ji Xun jumped up and landed easily on the tree house platform several dozen meters high.

Probably because no one had cleaned it for a long time, the template was wet and moss had spread up the tree trunk.

When Ji Xun saw the door in front of him, he recalled the scene when he first came to the tree house. In a trance, he heard a warm voice beside his ear greeting: "Welcome, Mr. Ji Xun. Please come in~"

It was as if the girl had been waiting for him in this tree house.

I know that one day he will come back.

For some reason, Ji Xun's brows relaxed inexplicably, and he responded to the empty hut: "Well, I'm back."

When I opened the door, a smell of decay hit me in the face.

When I came in just now, I found that the window glass was broken. The place had been robbed by thieves.

When I entered the house, I saw that it was indeed the case.

In the dim light, the tree house was in a dilapidated and messy state.

Anything valuable that could be seen had been moved away, and even the pipes on the walls had been dismantled and were in a mess.

Empty.

Fortunately, it is the house in my memory, still the same house.

Like a tombstone of time, only a thought remains.

Ji Xun already felt very content.

He walked into the room, gently stroked the wall with his hand, and a sense of familiarity arose in his heart.

As far as I can remember, there should have been a beautiful crystal chandelier hanging in the center of the tree house, several exquisite paintings on the walls, a black grand piano in the corner, and a small fireplace.
Now the stuff is gone.

The memory is still there.

There are so many beautiful memories left here.

The house was not big, but Ji Xun looked at it for a long time, caressing everything in the house inch by inch.

I don’t know how long it took.

He then went up the stairs to the second floor attic.

This was once the highest point in the woods, with a wide view. Standing by the window, you could overlook the entire estate.

But now the trees have grown much taller again, and the view is blocked by the dense canopy.

Without people around, the terrace became a home for skylarks.

The arrival of a human did not disturb the lark in its nest.

Ji Xun felt that it looked strangely familiar, and he wondered if it was the descendant of the skylark he had seen a hundred years ago.

Thinking of something, he took out a stack of letters and pulled out one of them.

It said: "Something interesting happened today. Do you remember the bird's nest outside the tree house window? Haha, today I found that the skylark I fed last year came back, and brought its partner with it."

Ji Xun looked at it, with the corners of his mouth slightly raised.

He sat on the floor, took out the letters and read them.

"Mr. Chaoyang, I know it may be a long time before we meet again. But I'm still afraid that you will come back suddenly one day and I won't be there, so I'll miss you. So I've been staying in the tree house these days. I'll be very surprised if I open the door and see you."

Song Yu spent a long hundred years in this study.

Waiting year after year, writing letter after letter.

Without waiting for a reply, the girl continued to wait foolishly.

"Chaoyang, do you know that every year when the roses are in full bloom, I will go back to the manor and stand under the flower wall of the small auditorium, thinking that we have taken pictures here."

"It's been ten years, Chaoyang, where have you been?"

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"This year is our fifteenth year together. Oh, I don't want to tell you, but I recently got seriously ill. It's very bad. I'm afraid I won't be able to see you anymore."

"Chaoyang, time flies so fast. I have been waiting for fifty years and still haven't heard from you. The passage of time has made me forget too many things. I am afraid that one day I will forget you too, but I I can’t bear to part with you. Even if I forget everything, I still don’t want to forget you.”

"Obviously I thought we were separated not long ago, but unknowingly, it has been sixty years. The second half of my life is like a reflection of time. It often reminds me of my youth. Even though the years have changed, I still feel that it was The happiest days of my life."

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As he read, Ji Xun's eyes became moist and he didn't notice that the words were blurring.

It was as if I saw a girl, leaning over the table, holding a pen, writing down every bit of her life over the years, wanting to send it to "Mr. Chaoyang" who didn't know whether he would receive the letter.

I have read this letter many times.

But Ji Xun still read it word by word with great anticipation.

As he read, he kept muttering "Silly girl".

The grievance, sadness, longing and passionate love in the words have turned into real pictures in Ji Xun's eyes now.

Time has not made those beautiful pictures lost in our memory, but has made them more mellow.

After reading each letter, it seemed as if I had spent the long hundred years accompanying the foolishly waiting Miss Fisherman.

Ji Xun's gentle gaze was as warm as a spring breeze, and sparkled with deep longing.

As I read on, a thick stack of letters had piled up beside me.

He himself did not realize that the laws of time in the room had become as thick and viscous as water waves.

Ji Xun opened the last letter and read the last farewell letter Song Yu wrote to him at the end of his life.

"I'm not leaving these letters to make you sad. I just want you to know that I'm very happy and have no regrets in my life because of you. I also want to tell you that when I write to you, I always feel like you're by my side. When you read these letters, do you also feel like I'm by your side? Hahaha, then we can be considered to have accompanied each other throughout our lives. But from now on, you'll be alone, so take care of yourself."

Ji Xun looked at the beautiful handwriting on the letter paper, with tenderness in his eyes, which turned into a meaningful smile.

It was as if I was looking at that girl, smiling brightly at me.

Time is really wonderful. Even though it has been a hundred years since she left us, reading these letters, it seems as if I have really accompanied her through her long yet short life.

Life is long, and a hundred years of longing have been waiting year after year;
Life is short, it seems that a lifetime can be written with this stack of letters.

Unconsciously, Ji Xun had grown from a small third-level card master to the ninth level, the pinnacle of human transcendence.

Looking back again, the countless scenes in my memory flashed by as fast as a thought.

Ji Xun touched upon the ultimate secret of transcendence. At this moment, the laws of the universe in his eyes became extremely clear. "Is this the secret of time? It's really amazing."

This moment of time is embodied in each letter.

Letters are the carriers of time and also the evidence of existence.

He was in an indescribable state of mind.

Memories flooded in like a tide, and those scenes gradually changed from illusion to a dreamlike state where it was impossible to distinguish between reality and fantasy.

Unaware of this, enlightenment flashed up frequently: "You have touched the mystery of the law of time in your epiphany, proficiency +"

“Is time relative?”

Immersed in the state of wandering in the long river of time, Ji Xun instinctively thought of what the witch Lanlingster had said.

I couldn't understand it accurately before, but now it's like a needle piercing the shackles of a balloon, giving my thoughts a sudden flash of enlightenment like a dam breaking.

At this moment, he seemed to be in a state where time did not flow.

He just sat on the floor, his silent figure like the words engraved on the letter paper, as if he had just written it yesterday, yet as if a hundred years had passed.

It was as if his memory had turned into a book, and for the first time, he flipped through the book as an "observer".

The mystery of time was revealed to him.

Ji Xun also didn't notice that the [Time and Space Stamp] on the envelope was shining brightly.

As I was thinking about it, I suddenly heard the whistle of a train outside the window of the cabin.

Ji Xun was awakened by this.

Turning his head, he saw the [Bazix's Netherworld Train] that he had once taken in the ruins of Xiamu City coming from the void and stopping next to the cabin, as if waiting for passengers to get on board.

Ji Xun suddenly understood something.

He put away the letter, stood up and walked over.

He understood that stamps were also train tickets.

The conductor was waiting by the car.

Ji Xun walked over, took out the stamp, and boarded the bus smoothly.

The car door closed, the horn sounded, and the car started moving slowly again.

The lights in the car are orange, giving people a warm feeling.

A familiar scene as always.

There were no other passengers in the carriage except Ji Xun.

As the Netherworld Train moved faster and faster, the scenery outside the window flashed by rapidly, and finally turned into a blur of distorted time and space.

Soon, the conductor walked into the carriage.

The conductor, whose appearance had been unclear before, finally became clear at this moment and turned into a postman wearing a green wide-brimmed hat.

Just like when Xia Mucheng took the train that time, the conductor took out a large enameled teapot, then took out a cup and poured a cup of fragrant light yellow tea.

Ji Xun looked at the ordinary face of the middle-aged man with a big beard and nodded, "Thank you."

The conductor nodded in response and asked, "Where are you going, sir?"

where to?
Ji Xun really hadn't thought about it, and got in the car as soon as he thought about it.

After a moment's silence, he responded, "I'll go to the place in the photo."

He wanted to go back in time and see that girl.

The conductor glanced at it and said, "Yes. I'll call you when we get to the station."

The last time Ji Xun took this [Bazix's Netherworld Train], he was still at the second level.

At that time, he saw everything about the train as full of mystery. But now, when Ji Xun looked at the train again, he understood that this was the manifestation of the law of time.

At this time, he also understood more deeply that some things can only be understood when one reaches a certain level.

The scenery outside the window has become completely blurred, it is a distorted form of time.

It felt like the pages of a book were turning so fast that overlapping phantoms appeared in my eyes.

When time reached a certain speed, it seemed to slow down again, and then began to flow backwards strangely.

Ji Xun was still from the perspective of an "observer", looking at the book of time, which was turned back.

This is a train ride that takes an unknown amount of time.

Ji Xun didn't know how long he had been in the car.

It seems that the concept of time has been lost here.

Even at Ji Xun's current level, he still had a conscious feeling of being lost in time.

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He knew that this state of uncontrolled thinking was a sign of aberration.

He did not continue to peek out of the window as he could not see the scene clearly in his current state.

Standing up, Ji Xun walked a few steps in the carriage, carefully observing every corner of the carriage.

I was not mistaken when I got on the train just now. This is carriage No. 002.

Ji Xun walked towards the front of the train and came to the door separating the compartments.

Through the glass, he saw a coffin as black as ink in carriage 001.

"As expected."

Ji Xun was not surprised.

He had seen such coffins before on the Neon train.

This is the fourth coffin, which is about the mystery of time.

Emperor Lanlingster engraved it on the stone tablet, saying that it is the key to advancement to the [JOKER] sequence.

Flesh and blood, soul, time and space. The four coffins have four functions respectively.

Ji Xun didn't know how to use these four coffins, and he became lost in thought as he looked at them.

Moreover, he had a magical feeling that his realm was far from reaching the level to comprehend the mystery of the law of time.

However, the mystical practice of "My mind is the universe" seems to be able to accommodate everything, and thoughts seem to be faster and more boundless than time.

unconsciously.

The Nether Train slowed down and then stopped.

The conductor reminded him, "Sir, we have arrived at our stop."

Ji Xun picked up the top hat on the table and said, "Thank you."

Having said that, he got out of the car.

"Still in the manor?"

Ji Xun also found it amazing.

The place where you get off the bus is still the tree house where you got on the bus.

However, the bookstore is no longer the dilapidated state it once was.

But it is the warm and romantic girl’s boudoir in memory.

Everything in the room was exactly the same as I remembered, the piano, the murals, the crystal chandelier, and the large white bed.
Looking down from the attic, you can just see the brightly lit Seifer Manor and most of the Black Gold City.

"I traveled back a hundred years ago?"

Ji Xun was a little unsure about his current state.

It seemed different from last time. He didn't feel excluded by time and space.

But looking at the decorations in the tree house, this is the scene from a hundred years ago.

The height of the black fir trees is the same as it was a hundred years ago.

"Which year was it? Did 'I' come at that time? Could I have met another 'I'?"

Countless thoughts flashed through Ji Xun's mind. The laws of time were so complicated at this moment that his thoughts were in a tangled mess.

Without thinking much, he walked around the tree house and then jumped off the black fir.

Walking along the gravel path, we arrived at the small auditorium with stained glass.

It was exactly as I remembered, with roses blooming in profusion on the white walls.

Just as I was thinking about it, there was a "click" sound and a white light of magnesium flashed.

A group of newlyweds in formal wear walked out of the auditorium, and the cameraman behind them was taking pictures with a camera.

When Ji Xun saw the newlyweds who had appeared in his memory, he suddenly knew what timeline it was and his eyes became filled with inexplicable anticipation.

as predicted.

It didn't take long before I saw a young man in a white suit and a cheerful girl in a floral dress walking towards the auditorium arm in arm.

"When I was a child, I thought the haystacks in this garden were too high, like a maze. If I walked in, I would get lost."

"Isn't this swan fountain ugly? Hahaha, it looks fat and stupid."

"Come on, let's go to the chapel. That's the most beautiful place in the manor in my opinion."

"This manor was once the residence of a duke of the Oran Dynasty. It originally had a nice name, "Saifir Manor." Saifir means rose."

"There used to be a lot of roses in the manor, but the adults said that roses were not valuable enough, so many of them were removed over the years and some other valuable varieties were planted instead."

The girl seemed to be very talkative and chatted happily as she walked.

Suddenly, the girl in the floral dress exclaimed: "Wow, someone is taking a photo~"

As she spoke, she looked at the man beside her expectantly and asked, "Ji Xun, do you want to take a photo together?"

The young man in the suit readily agreed: "Okay."

As they spoke, the two walked to the front of the small auditorium and looked at the camera.

The girl took the young man's hand and smiled, revealing two rows of neat white teeth.

"Crack!"

The shutter button was pressed and the picture froze there.

Ji Xun looked at the scene in front of him, and saw the silly girl in his memory appear in front of him again. He felt his eyes moisten and murmured to himself: "I'm here to see you, Miss Yu"

The last time, he traveled through time with the help of stamps. It was as if someone had scribbled in the book and changed the original content.

This time, Ji Xun looked through the book called Time from the perspective of an observer.

He saw the girl in time, and at the same time he saw himself back then.

Two "selves" exist at the same time, and something seems contradictory.

At this moment, Ji Xun deeply understood what Witch Griffith said: Time is relative.

The people in front of the auditorium did not notice the presence of one more person, and Ji Xun did not want to break that beauty.

Ji Xun had thought countless times about what he would do if he went back in time and saw Miss Yu.

But now that it has really come, I hesitate.

He wanted to give Miss Yu a surprise and tell her that he was here.

But I don’t know why, it seems that when faced with this beautiful story, changing a single word would destroy the original beauty.

Doing nothing is the perfect attitude to treat that beautiful time.

Ji Xun stood in front of the auditorium for a long time.

He didn't make any move until the person in front of him left.

It seemed that just looking at the beauty and happiness on Song Yu's face at this moment made him very satisfied.

I could hear Song Yu's beautiful wish before his death: One day in the future, will you be able to go back to the past and see me? Not the me now, but the me when I was 18.

Ji Xun arrived as promised.

In time, I saw the most beautiful her.

Before I knew it, the flowers and trees around me seemed to be passing by as time flew by, with grass growing and flowers falling.

Ji Xun found himself in a forest of black fir trees and looked up to see the small house.

He heard sad sobs.

Ji Xun felt a pang in his heart and jumped up.

Only then did I see the girl with red eyes from crying sitting at the table by the window, writing a letter with a pen.

She tried hard to wipe away the tears from the corners of her eyes so that they would not wet the letter paper, but the tears in her eyes still flowed down her pretty face.

Ji Xun saw what Song Yu was writing on the letter paper: "June 6th, today is the third day since you left, Mr. Chaoyang. I'm sorry, I cried for a long time. Please don't laugh at me. Then, I remembered that I still have the magical [stamps]~ I was so excited thinking that you would receive the letter."

I cried as I wrote.

Ji Xun looked at Miss Yu, who was sad because of missing him, and couldn't help but want to wipe the tears from her eyes.

I stretched out my hand, completely unaware of the rapid changes in the surrounding environment, spring went by, autumn came, and my vision withered and grew again.

Time has flown by fast.

Ji Xun suddenly realized what this feeling was.

He changed history, and the power of time was strongly rejecting this behavior.

Song Yu in front of him also matured visibly with his actions. From an eighteen-year-old girl, she became a mature woman with a bit of competence and composure between her eyebrows.

She is now the head of the Song family.

The content on the letter also changed: "It's been ten years, Chaoyang, where have you been? I was very sad today. When I looked in the mirror, I found a wrinkle at the corner of my eye. If you don't come to see me again, I'm afraid you won't recognize me. Even if you recognize me, I'll be an old girl (*￣︿￣)"

The girl in front of me was able to write all this calmly and calmly.

The words are still full of longing.

After Song Yu finished writing, he put a stamp on it with love and murmured to himself: "I don't know if you received my letter, Mr. Chaoyang. I miss you so much."

This self-talk finally moved Ji Xun who was watching from the window.

He wanted to reach out and hug the fisherman lady who had been waiting for him for ten years.

However, he paused again, fearing that time would pass and he would never see the silly girl in front of him again.

Ji Xun just watched.

Looking at Song Yu by the window, he was staring at the letter in a daze, sometimes smiling gently, sometimes mumbling foolishly. At this moment, the loving expectation and longing appeared on that already slightly familiar face.

It was this scene that made Ji Xun realize the deep emotions written on the letters in his mind.

He felt the grievance and longing of waiting so long.

Looking at Song Yu's expression immersed in beautiful expectations, Ji Xun felt a surge of thoughts in his heart. He wanted to tell Song Yu that he was here.

But he couldn't speak.

The words seemed to be blocked in my throat by an unexplainable force.

The law of time is like the moon in the water; when you try to grab it, it slips away.

The two of them were separated by a glass. Ji Xun looked at her with admiration in his eyes. His thousands of thoughts finally turned into a whisper: "Miss Yu, I'm here to see you."

However, as soon as these words were spoken, it was as if someone had sensed something.

Song Yu was startled, looked up at the window, and said in surprise: "The sun is rising."

But in the blink of an eye, looking out the empty window, the excitement that had just appeared on his face instantly disappeared.

Her face had aged significantly again, and gray hair had appeared on her temples.

The content on the letter changed again. Song Yu had written countless letters without receiving a reply: "Time is passing faster and faster. Although I don't want to admit it, the fact is that aging has left indelible marks on my face. I always feel weak when I go on a long journey. If you see this, remember to come and see me as soon as possible. I'm afraid I won't be able to wait for you."

Ji Xun knew that she really heard it just now!

He had seen it in a certain book. It was a warning left by someone who had comprehended the law of time: Many times in life, you may hear auditory hallucinations, but in fact, they are your future self and your loved one looking back at you.

It turns out to be true!
At this moment, Ji Xun looked at Song Yu in front of him, and wanted to express all his thoughts.

But he was afraid that he would lose even these few beautiful things.

Ji Xun just watched silently, looking at Song Yu in front of the window, a complex emotion he had never felt before surged in his heart.

However, the thought was so strong that Miss Yu in front of him seemed to have noticed something.

She again.
I looked out the window in surprise, just like I had done countless times over the past few decades.
Then, looking at the empty windows, I felt lost again.

Just looking at this lonely expression, Ji Xun felt a stronger desire than ever before to respond to her.

A magical scene happened.

Song Yu seemed to have sensed something and looked up at the window again. She did not have a sudden expectation, only the indifference that time had brought her. The expression on her still beautiful face gradually changed from disappointment to a faint smile. She said to herself: "I know you have been here. You promised me that you would come to see me, and you will definitely come."

Ji Xun's eyes were shocked when he heard this!
Before he could say anything, Song Yu continued, "I want to tell you, thank you for coming to see me in time. You should have seen that I am already very happy now. Meeting you is the happiest thing in my life."

She talked about her happiness as if to comfort herself.

It is also like comforting the "unknown listeners" just outside the glass window.

Ji Xun listened silently.

Song Yu said a lot, much more than could fit on the letter paper. She said she was very happy, but between the lines, there was only longing.

Finally, she stopped, as if she was tired.

She sealed the letter in an envelope, sealed it with a kiss, and said in the same tone as she did when she was a girl: "I look forward to receiving your reply~"

At this moment, Ji Xun was speechless. "Miss Yu"

Song Yu looked at the window in front of him tenderly. At that moment, it was as if the two of them were looking at each other across time and space, and they really saw each other: "Well, if I mean that if you come to see me and I don't see you, it must be like last time, and I can't say it, right? Well. I don't mind. If you come, I will be very happy, very, very happy. But if you really heard it, then please let us meet again soon."

Finally, the girl who had waited so long for so long said tenderly and silently: "I miss you."

(End of this chapter)