Ye Xuan hesitated slightly and walked out. When he arrived at the village head, he saw a group of children chasing and playing. Several men returned with their prey on their backs, and there were chatting women under the shade of the trees further away.

As soon as she walked past the small bridge at the entrance of the village, half of the big girl trotted over. She stared at Ye Xuan's appearance and looked again and again, and suddenly grabbed Ye Xuan's big hand.

"Brother Ye comes with me, Grandma Li has been waiting for you for many years." The half-grown girl said crisply.

"Grandma Li?" Ye Xuan's face looked strange, and he immediately thought of Li Xiangyun.

"You know my name, and you want to take me to see Li Xiangyun?"

The half-grown girl tweaked her little head and pulled Ye Xuan's big hand hard. Ye Xuan smiled slightly and followed the girl into the village.

"It's him, this heartless and unscrupulous person."

"What a ruthless guy. Our ancestors have lived here for generations. I heard from my grandfather Zeng that Grandma Li came when he was a child." Ye Xuan stepped into the village and immediately a large group of women pointed at him.

Ye Xuan looked at the woman who accused him, and the woman was half-in-lawed.

Not only that, Grandpa Zeng, who had already returned to the West, had to call Grandma Li, how many years has Li Xiangyun been here?

Ye Xuan followed the half-grown girl all the way, walked from the beginning of the village to the end of the village, and everyone scolded her, and there were also a few bastards who didn't know how to live or die, who dared to throw mud at him, the Devil Ye.

It was clearly the first time he came to this strange village, but he became famous early on and became a household name.

"Grandma Li, I brought Brother Ye." The half-grown girl brought Ye Xuan to an outside yard.

Ye Xuan did not use his spiritual sense to spy on the scene in the courtyard, nor did he wait for him. The gate in front of him opened silently, and there was no figure behind the door, only a quiet courtyard.

The courtyard was full of flowers and plants. In addition, there were clay sculptures of clay figures. More than a dozen clay figures were different in expressions and behaviors, all of which were lifelike.

There are seventeen clay figures in total, some sitting and practicing, some fiddling with flowers and plants, some looking proudly at the sky, and some winking...

Ye Xuan was stunned outside the yard and had not stepped into the yard for a long time. No wonder everyone in the village knew him. Without exception, the seventeen clay figures in the yard were each of his appearance.

When he met Li Xiangyun in the dream, Li Xiangyun was always quiet and charming, showing her most beautiful side.

However, the reality I saw before me was Grandma Li who was waiting for in the eyes of the villagers, and the lonely person who accompanied the clay man in the yard.

There was a thatched hut in the courtyard. He had seen this hut in his dream, exactly the same as his former residence in Yinsha Sect.

For him, Ye Xuan, he had long forgotten this dilapidated house, but for Li Xiangyun, the place where the two recalled the most was this small thatched hut.

As Ye Xuan stepped into the yard, the door of the house creaked open, and the old woman with a cane in one hand walked out of it.

The old woman had a hunched back, her head was covered with long gray hair, and her wrinkled old face and her old eyes were turbid.

"Grandma Li." The girl left Ye Xuan's big hand and walked forward intimately.

Ye Xuan's mouth opened slightly, as if he was incredible. Li Xiangyun was charming in the dream, but the person in front of him was an old woman.

"As her monk, she shouldn't have entered the old age early. Could it be that the time here is chaotic and there is something wrong with her life span?" Ye Xuan's spiritual sense rushed into the Mirror of the World, searching for the gains he had over the years.

He had heard the villagers say that Grandma Li is still a little unbelievable, just thinking that Li Xiangyun stayed here for many years, but unexpectedly there was a problem with her life span.

In a blink of an eye, a lot of magic medicines appeared on the ground in the yard. For a moment, the spiritual energy soared into the sky, and the buds in the garden were blooming.

The old woman with a crutch in her hand reached out her hand, patted the head of a half-grown girl, and took out a pack of dried fruit from her sleeve.

"Thank you, Grandma Li." The half-grown girl took the dried fruit, didn't look at the spiritual creature on the ground, and ran away excitedly.

There were only two people left in the yard, one with white hair and the other with a young age.

"Stopped?" Li Xiangyun's turbid old eyes looked at Ye Xuan and said lightly.

Ye Xuan shook his head and searched among the piles of spiritual objects on the ground. His spiritual sense locked the only sixth grade pill. This was found in the storage ring of a late-stage Hexu monk.

Li Xiangyun hunched over and didn't ask for Ye Xuan's elixir. She just turned around and walked slowly towards the small thatched hut.

"If you are disappointed, just say it. I just want to see you before you die. You will ascend to the upper realm in the future. I hope that when you reach the top of the world, one day you will remember someone like me." Li Xiangyun's voice turned back and said calm.

Ye Xuan swallowed and found that his throat was a little dry. At this moment, he didn't know what to say.

Ye Xuan could see at a glance that, as Li Xiangyun said, her body was dry and her death energy even accounted for most of the time, and could turn into a handful of loess at any time.

His figure disappeared from the spot, and the old woman walking in front felt her body tightening and being hugged from behind.

Just when Ye Xuan was at a loss and was about to turn on the pill and inject it into Li Xiangyun's body, the old woman in his arms suddenly smiled, her wrinkled old face and her eyes were bright, and she smiled as happy as a child.

"Why are you laughing at?" Ye Xuan was stunned. Could it be that Li Xiangyun in his arms was fake? But under his cultivation level, he would never be able to read it wrong.

The hut not far away made a creaking sound again. Ye Xuan looked blankly and saw two women coming out hand in hand, one was a fourteen-year-old girl with long hair, and the other was a woman with a pink skirt in her twenties.

The two women who walked out of the hut were both Li Xiangyun. In addition, the elderly Li Xiangyun in his arms were not different from his original deity and clone. The three of them were Li Xiangyun.

"I'm so touched." The girl Li Xiangyun covered her eyes with her hands and pretended to squeeze out a few tears.

Adult Li Xiangyun's cheeks were pink and tender, and her red lips curled up slightly. She looked at Ye Xuan with a smile.

"Are you moved?" Li Xiangyun, a middle-aged man, asked with a smile.

"I..." Ye Xuan hugged the old woman and said nothing. He was really moved before.

The elderly Li Xiangyun and the young Li Xiangyun suddenly disappeared out of thin air like a phantom in the wind. Ye Xuan regretted that if he had known this, he would have used his spiritual sense to investigate the entire village, especially this courtyard, otherwise Li Xiangyun would not have been teased by him.

Ye Xuan gritted his teeth and glanced at Li Xiangyun's enchanting figure, which immediately attracted Li Xiangyun's contemptuous eyes.

"Do you want to be very beastly again?" Li Xiangyun snorted, and Niao Niao walked into the house, with a disgusting tone, but she did not forget to look back and throw a charming look at Ye Xuan.

"You little languish, are you seducing me? You can't blame me for being so beastly." Ye Xuan smiled fiercely and rushed into the hut like a wolf and a tiger.

Times have changed, but it seems like they have become acquaintances. In the small thatched hut many years ago, there were two people who were young, and similar scenes have also appeared in them.

(End of this chapter)
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