Lin Qingyin was silent for a moment, and then slowly said: “I think this is pretty good. I didn’t have seven emotions and six desires in my previous life. I am not happy even though I lived for a thousand years. Now I have joy and anger, and I feel emotional for other people, which shows that I am normal in this life.”

Old Man Zhou lived for more than ninety years, which can be regarded as a joyous death. Before leaving, Lin Qingyin helped them look for a burial area with high-quality Feng Shui and then left with the white snake.

The little tortoise smelled the breath of the white snake and got out of the tortoiseshell. Seeing the transparent body of the white snake spirit, the little tortoise smiled immediately: “This little guy looks worse than me. At least I still have a shell to hide, it doesn’t even have snakeskin.”

The White Snake didn’t want to hear the little tortoise’s words. So it wraps its body around the tortoiseshell. The two floated in the car and fought each other. Jiang Wei looked back at the shape of the snake wrapped around the turtle, and smiled casually: “It looks like the image of Xuanwu (Black Tortoise).”

Lin Qingyin smiled slightly: “Perhaps the two of them have some relationship, I just don’t know.”

*

Ever since her son admitted that he fell in love with the little master, the excited Mother Jiang didn’t fall asleep for three days. On the fourth day, she couldn’t help but ask Jiang Wei with two huge dark circles under her eyes: “When do you and the little master plan to get married?”

Marriage has always been the top priority in Jiang Wei’s mind. He dreams of marrying the little master as soon as possible, but he doesn’t know if the little master was willing to get married.

Thinking of marrying the beautiful little master home, hugging her to sleep every day, and seeing her sleeping face when he opened his eyes in the morning, Jiang Wei’s legs trembled with excitement. There was nothing happier than getting married.

The marriage proposal was the most important step before marriage. Jiang Wei called Fatty Wang and Policeman Ma Mingyu out to brainstorm ideas for the best proposal.

Fatty Wang was already shocked once when he found out that Jiang Wei was in love with Little Master, but now that they were going to get married, his mood is still very complicated: “If you marry Little Master, wouldn’t you also become my master?”

Jiang Wei smiled lightly while holding the coffee: “I don’t mind if you call me that now.”

“Call you a sister!” Fatty Wang put his arms around Jiang Wei’s neck, and said in a threatening tone: “If you dare to let me call you master, I won’t give you any advice.”

Ma Mingyu squatted at the side and sighed in a short beard: “Jiang Wei, why do you have the nerve to make a move? The little master is several years younger than you. You are an old cow eating young grass! You know, I also want to chase the little master back then, but I was embarrassed at the time.”

Jiang Wei touched his face and said very complacently: “At least I look young, and without bragging, even in another thirty years, we will still have this young and handsome face with a 200% return rate. Besides, your profession doesn’t match the little master’s. Within two days of being together, you will not be harmonious.”

Ma Mingyu took a closer look at Jiang Wei’s face. He had to admit that in terms of appearance, he really couldn’t compete. Well, Jiang Wei looks better than that small fresh meat, but he doesn’t know when he got such great momentum. He gave off the feeling of people wanted to surrender to him.

He really can’t compare.

Fatty Wang and Ma Mingyu almost plucked their hair out, but what they came up with was still the old-fashioned scene of flowers, wine, and diamond rings. Let alone the little master, Jiang Wei was not interested after listening to it.

Seeing that the two dog-headed military divisions could not come up with a good solution, Jiang Wei decided to think of it himself.

*

After Lin Qingyin explained a chapter of the Book of Changes to her disciple Guoguo, she realized that she hadn’t seen Jiang Wei for two days. Just when she looked for her mobile phone to call Jiang Wei, Jiang Wei’s voice transmission suddenly came from her ear: “Little Master, come with me.”

Lin Qingyin got up and pushed open the window. Her figure disappeared in front of the window in a flash. After a while, the two of them appeared on a lonely mountain, facing each other.

Lin Qingyin glanced at Jiang Wei with some doubt. Just as she was about to speak, a crisp bird cry came from her ear, and then flocks of colorful birds and snow-white red-crowned cranes flew over from a distance, chirping around Lin Qingyin, which gave of the feeling of a hundred birds facing the phoenix.

Accompanied by the circling of the birds, a thick aura surged out from the ground. These birds with a bit of aura were attracted to it. They all flew towards the nearest location of the aura, and crowded together densely, forming a big heart shape.

Jiang Wei knelt in front of Lin Qingyin nervously holding a handful of flowers. While the white snake came out of nowhere with a jewelry box on its head and sat obediently beside Jiang Wei.

Lin Qingyin couldn’t help but burst out laughing. The little tortoise who had been staying in her pocket immediately found a chance and flew out, mocking the white snake wantonly: “I just said that this trick of yours is too old-fashioned. I’m telling you, the sect master won’t be bewitched by you.”

Lin Qingyin looked at the jewelry box on the white snake’s huge head and smiled. Her eyebrows and eyes were curved. The white snake swept her snake’s tail aggrieved and gave Jiang Wei a resentful look. Actually, it didn’t want to do such a stupid thing. But who made it unable to withstand the temptation of the dragon spirit?

Jiang Wei ejected a trace of dragon energy and bounced the troublesome little tortoise back into its shell. The world suddenly became quiet. Jiang Wei took a deep breath: “Little Master, will you marry me?”

Lin Qingyin looked down at Jiang Wei who was kneeling in front of her and hesitated slightly.

Seemingly aware of Lin Qingyin’s concerns, Jiang Wei raised his head and looked into Lin Qingyin’s eyes, and said seriously: “I don’t know when, but I fell in love with that girl who can’t do homework and could only answer the test by shaking coins to do divination. I fell in love with the girl who hates learning English and frowns when she answers English test papers; I fell in love with the girl who likes desserts and is elated when she sees delicious food… Little Master, I love you, it has nothing to do with previous lives, and it has nothing to do with dragons and phoenixes. I have always loved the girl name Lin Qingyin that I know.”

Lin Qingyin smiled. She likes Jiang Wei, likes the sweetness of being connected with him, and likes the feeling of him pampering herself without reservation. Since she can only live forever as a human being, why not enjoy the fun of being human, and enjoy the taste of loving and being loved?

Lin Qingyin took the flowers, and involuntarily puffed up her round cheeks: “You know I like cakes, but you proposed with flowers.”

With a wave of Jiang Wei’s hand, the exquisite jewelry box immediately flew into his palm. He took out a custom-made ring and put it on Lin Qingyin’s slender finger, hugged her waist, and kissed her lightly on her lips: “As long as you want, I will make you a cake in a lifetime.”

“A lifetime is not enough.” Lin Qingyin’s breath was intertwined with Jiang Wei’s: “Our future is still very long.”

*

The little tortoise poked out its head quietly from the shell and saw the little master was kissed by Jiang Wei. The little tortoise raised its little paw to cover his eyes depressingly: “Smelly Jiang Wei, shameless!”

With a sweep of its tail, the white snake shrunk its body down to the thickness of a finger, flew to the little tortoise, and entangled it: “You are just jealous of someone marrying a wife, you are a thousand-year-old single tortoise.”

The little tortoise turned over and pushed the white snake to the ground: “You seem to have no wife at all, wait…” The little tortoise seemed to have touched somewhere, and looked at the white snake in shock: “Are you a male or a female? ”

The white snake flicked its tail angrily kicking the little tortoise away: “Dead tortoise, I’ll leave it to you!”

During the laughter, the breeze blew, and the voice of the Heavenly Dao sounded: The world is prosperous, all things are prosperous, and you two are still in this world. It’s really good.