Zhu Bai'er stretched out her hand.

She wanted to touch the wind.

The sleeves dance gently in the wind.

Heaven and earth are also extremely quiet.

But Zhu Bai'er is not, the reason why she wants to touch the wind is nothing more than to know where the breeze is blowing.

She knew and she didn't know.

After all, the wind blew her heart very confused.

Fang Zhifeng may not be able to understand people.

It was the events of the night that disturbed her heart.

She didn't know that a man's joy came and went like this.

What is the joy of that girl and why is it sad.

She didn't know.

She could only read the resentment in the girl's eyes.

For some reason, it made Zhu Baier panic.

Why did the girl look like this.

Zhu Bai'er seems to know.

So after she read the girl's eyes, she was even more flustered.

Although she is a monk, although she has a sword in her hand, she still can't stop cutting a trace of longing in her heart.

So she had no choice but to escape.

She had intended to stay for three days, but now she clearly couldn't.

She pursued what she knew with her sword.

Maybe the wind, maybe the moon, these are familiar to her, and she swims in the wind, in the moon.

She still didn't know where she was going, but she was going anywhere.

Fighting the sword world, traveling to study in all directions, after all, there are too many things to do.

It's just that she is still a little confused.

Even though she had long been accustomed to loneliness, there was more loneliness at this time.

She couldn't help but have some thoughts.

She misses the blue bird and her grandfather, and only then does she know that she is so vulnerable.

Can't stand the torture of the past and the wind at this time.

She probably only has a sword, and the sword in her hand still accompanies her, but isn't the sword colder?

You must know that the past is like smoke, and loneliness is also hard to blame.

She just clutched the sword in her arms, in the moonlight, waiting for the dawn.

Sit, hug your knees.

Time passed slowly, and I didn't have to get something out of it.

I just quietly hope that time can be warmer for me and for everyone.

She loves to wake up in the morning, and can imagine that maybe there will be a butterfly around her.

She loves butterflies, unusually much.

Admire the freedom of butterflies and the ability to fly infinitely among the flowers.

She suddenly had a thought, when she saw butterflies, she must have thought that she was also a butterfly.

For some reason, that's what she thought.

It's morning, and it's time for the sun to shine.

And the city ahead.

So she ran faster.

Tea houses, restaurants, she is willing to stay in these places.

With a pot of green tea and a few plates of preserved fruits, she was able to stay longer.

Then continue to listen to the conversations of the diners and understand their elegant mouths and local customs.

But inevitably, she sat there quietly, and several people kept watching her.

She wanted to ask why she was looking at her like this, and she was very displeased.

It's just that, after all, no one has come to disturb her and talk to her.

Don't you know that since the layman sees her beauty, isn't he ashamed of himself?

Sometimes she dresses up, sometimes she doesn't, just because she doesn't have that mood.

She's still lazy after all, as if this is a common problem of some beautiful girls.

But who's to say that it doesn't show cuteness?

It's just that unlike other people, she always dresses up ugly.

And today, of course, she didn't.

Even the shopkeeper couldn't help but look back at her, wondering if she needed anything more.

She has no expression, just quietly tastes tea, and tea can calm her heart.

There was nothing else to sue, and after a long time, she naturally walked slowly in the eyes of several people.

Even the back is gone.

The next day, she didn't leave, dressed up, thought she was unbearable, she just went out.

Her heart longs for a few rice paddies outside the town.

She had seen that there had been a few children catching pheasants.

His face was muddy, but he was full of joy and spirit.

Zhu Baier didn't have such happiness in the past, so she also wanted to give it a try.

Walking down the alley, she wanted to buy some tools.

But I saw that today's town is different from yesterday.

There are no more crowds in the streets and alleys, and even the vendors are more than half, in short, they are extremely deserted.

The pedestrians looked panicked, walked in a hurry, and had no master on their faces.

In the wind, Zhu Bai'er smelled a hint of meaning, and she must have understood such a reason.

The world is cold, just because there is a sword that innocently takes away life.

She only came to yesterday's teahouse to inquire.

But first of all, I didn't see yesterday's Xiaoer, and the teahouse still had no business at this time.

She asked the boss what was the matter, only to learn that the town had killed thirteen people overnight.

Ask the reason carefully, but the shopkeeper has a lot of trouble understanding the enemy, and the boss doesn't know, but he just sighs that the world is impermanent, and it seems that heaven is unfair.

Zhu Baier knew in her heart that if she wanted to understand the reason, she was afraid that it would still fall on the shopkeeper.

Since the sword has been released, of course there will always be traces.

Zhu Baier only had to investigate everyone's corpses, and there was nothing else.