The night is high, the moon is in the sky, and there is silence on the huge ginger mountain.

In a small wooden house behind the ancient building, Jiang Li had already changed out of his shabby linen clothes, put on a black robe, he was holding a jar of old wine in his hand, his hands were behind his back, and his eyes were complicated to stand in front of a painting.

The woman in the painting is dressed in a red robe, with a face as pale as a flower, her hair is high, and her lips are covered with red rouge. Her hair was long, waist-length.

"Tong'er, how are you doing?"

"Time flies so fast, it's been seven hundred and forty-one years. ”

Jiang Li stretched out his hand and gently rubbed the face of the painted woman, his pale face with endless love and pity.

"Do you see, the dead tree that you have been taking care of back then, it is now reborn, and its branches and leaves are verdant, so lush!"

Speaking of this, Jiang Li smiled slightly and sat down on the ground.

"Tong'er, I'm going to leave for a while, and I'm going to go with the man who reborn the dead tree to uncover this mystery that has puzzled me for more than 2,000 years. ”

"You have been waiting for me for more than 700 years on Huangquan Road, and you have wronged you, but you can rest assured, I will accompany you when I am done. ”

Jiang Li stood up and put the wine on a wooden table in the center of the room.

Then, again, he walked back to the painting and gently helped him with the crescent-shaped pendant around his neck.

With a thought, he took out a pale blue sword from the inky black pendant.

"In the past, I played the piano and danced the sword with you, so unhappy, now the sound of the piano is no more, I have not held the sword for many years, and today I am going to part, so let me dance for you again. ”

As he spoke, Jiang Li picked up the wine, his figure flashed, and he walked out of the ancient building and came to the plum forest.

Through this hazy moonlight, Jiang Li looked at this gorgeous and delicate plum blossom, and in front of him, it seemed that his wife's face appeared again.

She was still dressed in a red robe as in the painting, with her hair high, and when she turned around, she smiled picturesquely.

Jiang Li smiled slightly and slowly raised the long sword in his hand.

The mountain breeze at night blew off a lot of petals.

Jiang Li followed the petals falling from the sky and pulled a sword flower.

The rustiness that he hadn't tried for a long time made his figure look a little stiff.

Turning around, jumping up, and picking up the sword, the past moves and styles were slowly revealed, and the dance style was also smoother, and the pale green sword body danced with the arm.

"In the sixth year of Xuanhe, the first encounter, the West Lake, Baihualou, the wind and dust, a song of red makeup, messed up my heartstrings. ”

Jiang Li's clothes are fluttering, his feet are not dusty, light as a cloud, and he does not have the slightest previous pathology.

"In the seventh year of Xuanhe, when the national disaster coincided, we met again, and we talked freely in a night of wine, and I was happy in my heart, but I didn't dare to speak because I was full of mysteries. ”

"In the second year of Jianyan, Qing followed me into Jiangshan, love is like a spring, under the moon before the flower, hugging each other and sleeping, so unhappy!"

"In the third year of Jianyan, Qing Yan loved plum in this life, so I planted these ten miles of plum trees, drank wine and blown the wind in the forest, and was at ease. ”

The wind, with Jiang Li's sword shadow, blew violently, a little red plum, and fell more and more.

And Jiang Li no longer smiled as before, and there was a touch of grief between his eyebrows.

He quickened his pace with the mountain wind, his sword qi broke through the wind, and his body followed the petals in the sky, wandering in the plum forest.

"In the second year of Xiangxing, Song died, the beauty died, I would like to go with Qing, but the appointment of the year, living alone in the world, only Danqing a pair, painting Qing's face, as if still with me. ”

After saying that, Jiang Li came out with a sword, and the sword qi was like a spirit, wandering between heaven and earth.

The plum trees in the forest also swayed at this moment, as if they understood Jiang Li's suffering, in order to soothe the pathos in his heart.

After the sword dance, Jiang Li stopped, withdrew the long sword, coughed lightly, stretched out his hand to catch a petal, put it in front of his nose and sniffed it gently.

Suddenly, a fragrant and fragrant fragrance came, and the refreshing fragrance of flowers came, which was an indescribable comfort in his heart.

Jiang Li looked at this petal, just looked at his wife, smiled lightly and said, "Wait for me to come back." ”

......

In the early morning, when everything was silent, a glimmer of light on the eastern horizon carefully soaked the light blue sky, and a new day gradually moved from afar.

Jiang Li had already packed his bags, and put on the gray linen clothes again, he slowly came to the newborn giant tree, looked at Wen Yu who was sleeping in a daze under the tree, and couldn't help sighing.

Then he shook her body slightly.

"Wake up, it's dawn. ”

Wen Yu slept very soundly, this was the best night she slept in Yanjing, she only felt that under this giant tree, she was extremely at ease. It was only a low, somewhat displeased voice that disturbed her dreams.

"If you don't wake up, I'll take you out. ”

Wen Yu rubbed his sleepy eyes lazily, and when he noticed the owner of this voice, a fierce fear arose.

"Ahh Wen Yu screamed, then hurriedly knelt on her knees, lowered her head, trembled and said, "Sir, yes, I'm sorry, I'll leave immediately, I'll do it immediately, please don't kill me." ”

Jiang Li was a little amused when he heard Wen Yu's words, deliberately grimacing, and quipped, "I'm so terrible?"

Faced with Jiang Li's question, Wen Yu nodded subconsciously, but soon shook her head again, a lot of cold sweat appeared in her palms, and she stammered: "No... No. ”

Jiang Li smiled, shook her head, stopped joking, helped her body up, and said lightly: "Let's go, I'll send you down the mountain." ”

"Huh?"

Wen Yu was helped up by Jiang Li, because of extreme nervousness, the muscles in her legs were tense, and she was a little unstable, and after hearing Jiang Li's words, the whole person was even more stunned.

Jiang Li stretched out his hand and pointed to the giant tree in front of him, and said softly to Wen Yu: "If you can regenerate this dead tree yesterday, it means that you are destined for me, and I will be with you for a while in the future." ”

"Huh?" Wen Yu heard Jiang Li's words, and was so surprised that her eyes were about to fall out, and she hurriedly waved her hand and said no.

Let such a murderer who doesn't even blink an eye follow him, wouldn't he have to be afraid every day.

Is it just that Wen Yu's refusal works?

Nature is useless.

Jiang Li's voice was cold and a little displeased: "How do I act, why do I want you to say more?"

Jiang Li's burst of shouts made Wen Yu, who had just stood up, weaken her legs and fall to her knees on the ground again.

I saw that her eyes were red, and she was about to burst into tears.

Jiang Li's intuition was full of black lines, and he felt that he was in great trouble.

If in the future, as long as he speaks in a strong tone, she will shed tears like this, how should she get along with him.

Jiang Li sighed again, bent down, took out a handkerchief from his trouser pocket, handed it to Wen Yu, and said slightly apologetically: "It's me who is serious, and I hope you will bear with me, I have to live with you for a while, this is related to my secret, which is very important to me." ”

Secret?

Although Wen Yu didn't know why, she could feel the sincerity in Jiang Li's words, took the handkerchief, wiped away her tears, looked at Jiang Li's eyes, and was speechless.

After a long while, she tentatively asked, "Then, will you kill me?"

"Poof", Jiang Li couldn't help laughing when he heard Wen Yu's words.

He shook his head at this Wen Yu, and when he saw Wen Yu, there was confusion in his eyes. Jiang Li stretched out his four fingers, raised them above his head, and said solemnly: "I can swear to the sky that I will never kill you." ”

Hearing Jiang Li's words, Wen Yu's hanging heart gradually let go, patted her chest, and spit out a breath of turbidity.

Jiang Li smiled kindly when he saw that the woman was at ease, and continued: "In this case, then I will introduce myself, my name is Jiang Li, the dawn of dawn." ”

Wen Yu was stunned by his sudden self-introduction, but soon, she came back to her senses, and said with a smile: "My name is Wen Yu, Jieyu's Yu." ”

Jiang Li nodded and beckoned Wen Yu to go down the mountain.

I saw Jiang Li come to the back of the giant tree, gently stroked the pendant on his neck, and recited a spell in his mouth.

And at this moment, Wen Yu only felt a huge vibration in the tree, as if even this space was beginning to distort.

Wen Yu only felt a burst of purple light coming in front of her, which was very strong, making her vision blurred.

Immediately afterward, she felt that her hand was grabbed by something, and she panicked and screamed: "Ahhh

Wen Yu's body moved and began to struggle constantly, and when she wanted to withdraw her hand, Jiang Li's voice came from her ears.

"Don't be afraid, it's me. ”

After a while, Wen Yu's eyes returned to clarity.

She found that she was still standing in front of the giant tree, but the previous Merlin, the ancient building, and the bluestone pavement were all gone.

What she saw was a barren mountain, full of dead grass and dead air.

It was the barren mountain from before.

"Ginger... Mr. Jiang, what's going on?" Wen Yu asked in disbelief.