Taoist temple in the mountains

Chapter 84, Waiting for a Millennium

Day after day, year after year, the life in the mountain was disillusioned, and the villagers at the foot of the mountain also left batch after batch.

After thousands of years of waiting, the swordsmith's child was not found after all, the letter was not delivered, and Hanxiang was still Hanxiang, the personal maid of Miss Huo's family, Hanxiang, the spirit of the mountain.

Every day, what Hanxiang does is to float above the top of the mountain, watching the passers-by.

Later, with the rise of humanity, Hanxiang lost the belief in the incense of the living beings, and could only survive by sleeping in the mountains. Until today, because of the attraction of "fate", she woke up and came to this Taoist temple.

I was trapped in the Xiangtou Mountain because of my obsession, became the spirit of the mountain because of fate, and waited until now because of my persistence.

Obsession is that letter that was not handed over, that promise, that letter that was not handed over to the swordsmith's child.

The scene was distorted, returning to the elegant Sanqing Taoist Temple, surrounded by the faint fragrance of incense and tea.

"I've been waiting for a long time, just to wait for him." Hanxiang's eyes were deep, as if she had returned to the time of waiting for thousands of years, lonely and miserable.

"I waited for 1000 years because of a promise." Li Yun waved his whisk and said indifferently: "Or, because of freedom, I waited for 1000 years, right?"

Hanxiang nodded.

The letter from Miss Huo's family is not just a love letter, but a promise, a promise to Hanxiang to be free.

As long as the letter is handed over to the swordsmith's son, Hanxiang will be free.

Even after waiting for thousands of years, both the Huo family and the swordsmith's family have long been submerged in history, but Hanxiang is still the Huo family's Hanxiang, and has not become special because of becoming the spirit of the mountain. What Jia Hanxiang's name binds is her heart, not her body.

"You want real freedom, your own name, your own life, not a life tied under Miss Huo's name." Li Yun said lightly.

"Yes, not all." Hanxiang nodded, shook her head again, and then sighed: "I want to pass on Missy's heart to the swordsmith's son. It was also on that day that I began to yearn for freedom. Only then did I realize how beautiful life is, don’t be a walking dead. No matter what, I want to repay her, this is her last wish before she dies, and I must fulfill it for her.”

So far, Hanxiang can't forget the yearning eyes of the young lady, the longing to get rid of the shackles of the matchmaker's words and the orders of the parents, as well as the nostalgia and admiration for the son of the knife maker.

The shackles of the times are preventing this relationship. Inappropriate marriage, wrong household, no orders from parents, no words from matchmakers, it was a heinous crime in that dynasty.

Even if Missy wants to pursue the freedom she wants, the love she wants, there is no chance.

Hanxiang's cowardly and shy look has disappeared, replaced by an incomparably firm look.

No matter how many years she waits, she has to wait until the swordsmith's child comes, even if she has been reincarnated, she has to wait, as long as the reincarnation is still there, she can wait, then she can wait.

The world is old, only for a promise, waiting for thousands of years, only waiting for the freedom of being fragrant.

"Waiting here, you don't know how many years you will wait. And you are just a mountain spirit, or a mountain spirit that has lost its priesthood. It is not a real god, so it is not an immortal existence. Maybe in the end your soul will be scattered, and you will not I will wait for any answer." Li Yun said lightly: "Even so, don't you regret it?"

The mountain spirit that has lost its priesthood is no longer a god, it is just a higher-level earth-bound spirit. Even if the earth-bound spirit has no obsession, it will force reincarnation the moment before it dissipates, but the mountain spirit is different. As long as the obsession is still there, Then it will not be reincarnated until the moment it dissipates. If it does not reincarnate, it will disappear forever.

Either reincarnate, or ascend to heaven, or
"I don't regret it. No matter how long it takes, I will wait until I can't wait any longer." At this moment, Hanxiang smiled shyly, looked at Li Yun and said, "Thank you, big brother, for talking with me so much. No one has spoken to me for many years, I am not so bored when the land gods on the surrounding hills have not left, maybe I should go to sleep again Sorry big brother, the tea is delicious."

For this, Li Yun can only sigh with emotion whether the lonely waiting for so many years is worth it.

The owner of the letter has been reincarnated many times. As a mountain spirit, she also has more choices. Whether it is reincarnated as a human or ascended to heaven, it is a matter of one thought for her, and there is no need to worry about it. The promise of the eldest lady of the family, the envelope of the knifemaker's son.

But she still chose to wait. Even after a thousand years, she still made this choice after seeing her foolish appearance thousands of years ago.

A little silly, but silly and cute.

"Do you like the current world?" Li Yun suddenly smiled.

Hanxiang nodded honestly and said: "Well, I like it. Although the divine way seems to have collapsed, the people-oriented world is more humane. People can control their own destiny better. I like it even more."

"Then do you have any wish? Or where do you want to go after you say you have given up your obsession." Li Yun said.

"After I get rid of my obsession, I want to reincarnate. In fact, waiting is very, very tiring. Waiting for such a long time is simply torture. I hope that in the next life, I will be born free." Hanxiang smiled bitterly. It wasn't her obsession that was supporting her, she had already chosen to be reincarnated.

Reincarnation, karma is gone, and since karma is gone, so is promise and freedom.

At that time, Hanxiang was no longer Hanxiang, and as a Hanxiang, she never got freedom all her life.
The eldest lady will not convey her wishes, she will always be just one of the noble ladies who were looted and killed by bandits.

Han Xiang felt that she should be able to hold on a little longer.
Looking at Hanxiang with a firm face in front of him, Li Yun said lightly.

"Fusheng Wuliang Tianzun, layman, do you still have money?"

"There is one more." Hanxiang hesitated, but she still took out a copper coin. Anyway, she doesn't need money now, and the copper coin left is just to commemorate the time at that time.

Li Yun smiled and took the copper coin.

"Your fate, the poor should agree."

The moment he took the copper coin, the system beeped.

"Ding, congratulations to the host, trigger a side mission."

"Task trigger: Wish of the Mountain Spirit."

"Reward: Draw once."

"Failure penalty: none."

(End of this chapter)