followed Han Xiangke all the way back to his residence, and thought that he would see a pompous courtyard, but he didn't expect that it was a quiet bamboo forest first.

After walking along the sheep intestine path for another quarter of an hour, he came to the front of the bamboo house where Han Xiangke lived.

The bamboo house is simple, and when you look through the window, you can see the furnishings in the house at a glance. Only a piano, a bed, and a sword.

And that sword...... Tang Xiaobai looked at it a little distracted.

"I don't know what kind of tea the apprentice likes to drink?" Han Xiangke sat on the stone bench outside the courtyard, turned out a set of utensils from the storage bag with his hands covered and began to boil water.

Tang Xiaobai retracted his gaze and sat opposite him.

This bamboo forest is plain and elegant, and it seems to be two extremes from the frivolous appearance he usually shows.

Han Xiangke raised his hand to call water into the pot and said with a smile, "This water for boiling tea, the mountains and rivers are supreme, the river is in the water, and the well is under the water." The reason why the teacher chose this place at that time was because there was Wangshan spring water next to it, the source is clear, the water is sweet, the quality is lively, and the quality is clear. ”

The words fell, and all the water went into the pot. Han Xiangke put the lid on the pot and said yes.

Tang Xiaobai looked at Han Xiangke, and Han Xiangke looked at the water boiling in the pot. Time seemed to stand still.

The chirping of birds in the forest, the chirping of autumn cicadas, accompanied by the sound of boiling water, are not quiet, but silent.

"Why did you help me when I was in that cold pool?" asked Tang Xiaobai softly.

"What Hantan? I haven't heard of it. Han Xiangke responded to her with an innocent face, and pretended to be puzzled, "By the way, it seems that I haven't seen you for a few days, I don't know where the apprentice has gone these days?"

I don't admit it.

Tang Xiaobai smiled suddenly, watched him skillfully fiddle with the tea set, and asked, "Master likes to drink tea?"

"yes. Han Xiangke admitted, "Everyone says that tea is cheap and wine is expensive, but how do you know that drinking is not too much self-deception, this thing is not known in the world." ”

"It's just that when I drink too much tea, it's easy to stay awake all the time. Tang Xiaobai knocked on the stone table with his white hand, looking at the white porcelain glazed tea cup in front of him, "But it's too sober, and it's easy to fall into it without knowing it." ”

Han Xiangke raised his eyebrows and was silent.

The water boils and whines.

Tang Xiaobai glanced at the teapot and got up to salute, "Whether Master admits it or not, thank Hantan for his help." The apprentice retired. With that, he turned and walked away. After taking a few steps, he turned back and said, "Master is a good tea artist." ”

Han Xiangke was stunned, and didn't react to the meaning of her words for a while, until he saw the boiling water in the pot that had been boiling for a long time, and he didn't laugh and comprehend.

In just three months, has she learned to tease others?

After boiling three times, it has been aged and inedible.

"It's a pity that this good water. Han Xiangke muttered to himself, picked up and poured the water away, and sighed softly, "I can clear the turbidity of everyone, and I can wake ......up after a thousand days of drunkenness."

"It's just been too long...... I'm tired. ”

But if he wasn't awake, he would be even more afraid. I'm afraid that if I get drunk one day, I won't be able to wake up again.

Or rather, I don't want to wake up again.

Han Xiangke took the tea set and sat at the stone table, looked at the direction of Tang Xiaobai's departure and muttered for a long time, then got up and turned to the back of the bamboo house.

There is a small pond with a fish in it.

Look closely, it is the one who led the way for Xuan Gui and Tang Xiaobai that day.

Han Xiangke said, "She's gone." ”

The fish snorted, didn't seem to care, and lazily wagged his tail, "He... How are you doing?"

Han Xiangke naturally knew who this "he" was referring to, shook his head and said, "It's not good." I heard that since two months ago, I have been drinking and buying drunk every day, and now I have been confined by the Great Elder for more than a month. ”

The fish sighed again and muttered, "It's good, it's good." ”

"Why don't I help you enter his dream, you explain this matter clearly, you tell him to wait for you for a hundred years, leave a wish for yourself, and leave a thought for him?" Han Xiangke said, "With the Qiting Pavilion now cultivated, it is not difficult to live for a hundred years, and it is not impossible for you to do so." ”

The fish rolled over and spat out a bubble, "No need. ”

100 years. 100 years. She is really reluctant to make her beloved wait for a hundred years. Otherwise...... wouldn't have made such an exaggerated appearance and liked the appearance of a beautiful boy to deceive him.

"It's only a hundred years. Han Xiangke smiled bitterly. A hundred years is nothing, no matter how long it is, it can't be a snap of a finger. I don't know how many hundred years he waited for that man to be reborn.

The fish stopped talking and gradually sank into the pool.

Only Han Xiangke stood alone by the pool, just like every day without her for more than 2,000 years.

Silent, lonely.

......

......

Unlike Han Xiangke's silence, Nansui's courtyard was full of laughter at this time.

In the past few days, accompanied by Jing Yu, Nan Sui finally agreed to go out of the room and take a look around. At the moment, the two spirit beasts that were squatting on the ground and teasing themselves.

She almost got into it to save them.

Nansui stretched out her index finger and scratched Shanyue's chin. It squinted in satisfaction and enjoyed the caresses from its owner. Coldly bumped into the side by the jealous Hoshikawa who suddenly appeared, the latter quickly replaced Yamazuki and put his chin on Nansui's fingertips, his dripping black bean-like eyes staring at Nansui longingly.

Shan Yue wailed a few times to show his dissatisfaction, but he was pecked by Xingchuan again, and a few thin feathers on his head were suddenly scattered and floated in the wind.

Nansui laughed, her eyebrows and eyes crooked, and her expression looked leisurely and comfortable.

Jing Yu stayed aside, looking at her gently and not speaking.

After teasing the two spirit beasts for a long time, Nansui finally got a little tired, so he put away his hand and got up to wander around the courtyard with Jing Yu, looking at the unique garden he had asked the craftsman to build for himself before.

Nansui looked left and right, asking about the latest gossip in the sect for a while, and asking where he had learned in his schoolwork, but he deliberately avoided that name and never mentioned it.

Jing Yu didn't persecute either, she just followed by her side, and she answered whatever she asked.

Nan Sui chattered happily for a long time, until he found that he had nothing to say before he stood still, and looked at Jing Yu with an annoyed expression, "Senior brother, why aren't you angry?"

Jing Yu smiled, "You, no, I don't know, it's reasonable." ”

So you must have your own reasoning.

Nansui lowered her head, her nose was sore, and tears fell down.

"She saved me, but I was afraid of her, afraid of her. Am I excessive?" Nansui asked softly.

Jing Yu looked at her gently, "Fear is, human, common feelings." It's just that, in addition to fear, there should also be, trust. ”

You must be afraid of her because you have seen something terrible.

Human beings tend to have an instinctive fear of the unknown, and rightly so.

But you should know that there is not only fear in this world, but trust is the one who can overcome fear.

Nansui looked at Jing Yu, puzzled.

Trust...... ?

She remembered the past scenes. Although Xiaobai doesn't like words, and even sometimes he is very cold, he seems... Always pamper yourself.

Including that day.

Xiaobai's anger that day was obviously to protect himself. But why, is she still afraid of her?

Nansui lowered her eyes. She's been forcing herself to stop thinking about those two words these days.

The two words on Pan Huan's lips have been suppressed by her.

Fallen demons.

That...... In fact, it was the real source of her fear.

"Magic, not only, flowing, superficial. Also look at the human heart. Jing Yu looked at Nan Sui with gentle eyes.

Nansui's body trembled, and he suddenly covered his face and turned his head and rushed out.