After everyone left, the blue-shirted Chinese guest turned back again, looking at the young man who lowered his head and didn't say a word, and there was guilt in his eyes.

"It's also that I can't stand you, if so, it shouldn't have been like this. ”

Nanzhuang's body had been turned into dust all over the world, and there was nothing left to look at, the young man took out a shovel from his sleeve, shoveled off a piece of dirt from the place where he died, and put it away with a small jade bottle.

Why blame this master's best friend before his death, all kinds of cause and effect laws are allowed by him, the master treats him well enough, he doesn't even dare to accept it, his biggest meaning in the eyes of the master, the biggest reward Since there is only such a thing, then of course he can pay it.

It's just that although he has the last sentence, he is still a little unwilling.

Don't you even want to give yourself a name, he keeps saying that it is out of guilt, saying that it belongs to him completely, but he promised that even the Taoist number is the legacy of that person, and it is a gift from the master to that person, but in the end, it is still nameless.

Who wants this understanding, as long as it's not that person's name, he can gladly accept whatever the master gives him, his name sounds good and wanton, but it doesn't symbolize that there is no concern for a piece of loneliness, and the master is sometimes really ruthless.

The blue-shirted Huake watched the young man's movements, and didn't say a word, lowered his eyelids, and his romantic eyebrows turned handsome, but he was contaminated with a layer of gloom, and he was to blame.

"What can I blame you?"

The boy wiped the dirt from his fingertips, and his eyes were gloomy.

"I chose this path by myself, and it was I who single-handedly pushed myself into such a situation. ”

"Shizun can't refuse me, whether it's because of him or because of his own guilt, although he is unwilling, it is also the fruit that he planted with his own hands back then, and it has never had anything to do with you. ”

"Nope. ”

The blue-shirted Chinese guest spoke firmly, picking up a ball of clear water out of thin air, and his tone was bitter.

"If I had spoken, Nanzhuang would have been able to listen to him somewhat, but I looked at him so happily that I couldn't bear it, and I was lucky, so I delayed it again and again, and dragged it to such a field. ”

The water seems to reflect the face of the old man, but if he is a little more excited, he is still just a blue-shirted figure, the moon and stars are sparse, swaying endlessly.

"Nanzhuang, after all, he can be regarded as treating you with all his heart, which is beyond reproach, and you yourself are willing, there are many surpluses in addition to offsetting, and I have never had any great favors with you, but I look on coldly and secretly connive, even if you say that you choose the path yourself, you are sorry for you. ”

Not a word was uttered, but both knew what it was.

The most important thing is that he never thought that Nanzhuang could really be so ruthless in the end, and the coldness and hardness were beyond his expectations, and what he really felt the most uncomfortable was also indirectly led to this result.

The young man also wanted to complain, but he knew that if he was a blue-shirted Chinese, his actions would only be more extreme, not to mention being a cold bystander, but he was afraid that he would interfere in the shaping of the warnings in the open and in the dark, and even subtly let himself grow up in the place that Nanzhuang wanted.

Although this move may cause Nanzhuang to wake up, so that repentance is also bleak, and he will do it, at most it will be more hidden, and the cold bystanders of the blue-shirted Chinese guest have actually helped both himself and Nanzhuang.

It's already benevolent and righteous, there is really nothing to say, and there is no way to be demanding, and for the master's best friend, although he doesn't say it, it seems that he is more rational and tolerant than others, which is even more strange.

So

There was still a mist and pain in his eyes, but his smile was clear and dusty.

"I chose it myself, what has it become, and who can blame it?"

Whether it is Nanzhuang or the blue-shirted Chinese, there is nothing to blame, everyone has a reason, everyone can forgive, everyone has the right and emotion to get his compromise, he has already guessed this day, and he has long been ready, but if the tiny hope is broken, it will still be heartbroken.

The fingertips lit the water in the palm of the blue-shirted Huake, and broke it, and the silver light scattered softly, wetting small patches of dirt.

"Since it is the path I chose, then no one is to blame. ”

It was as if the fog in his eyes had been dispelled, and it seemed to be contaminated with something heavier.

"I am very satisfied with the name and surname given by the master, if you want to call me in the future, call me nameless. ”

After a few words, he finally gave up the idea of obstruction, everyone knew the meaning of Nanzhuang's words, but he was forced to twist into Nanzhuang to give him a nameless name, how could he speak.

"Good. ”

sighed, and left without saying goodbye, only to drop a white seed into the young man's palm.

After a long time, even the blue-shirted Chinese had completely left, and the garden was dry and cold, and only one person stood alone under the moon, bowing his head to the excavated land, kneeling down and kowtowing three times.

The tears that had been insisted on not falling were now stained into mud and rolled down repeatedly, and the young man was alone, and tears flowed silently.

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After all, he is not familiar with Nanzhuang, and the monk is also able to look down on life and death, although that day brought a lot of shock to Zhong Huaiqing, and the time of three or five days is enough to consume it.

And go back to the original fairy days, cooking tea and teaching piano all day long, arranging flowers and teaching, although the student has only one temperament and is still a little stubborn, looking at the other party is extremely delicate and lovely, what else can Master Zhong say, of course, he can only forgive it.

It's just that the monsters that can't transform are missing a string, and the little paper crane has been learning for so long, so it can only be barely smoothed, and it can write some crooked characters, stumble and play a simple score, and you have to look at the score to do it.

Jinyi can't say that there is none, but it is really pitiful.

The eyebrows are slightly frowned, there are clouds and clouds on the wrist, such as ribbons like dragons and snakes, undulating and climbing, head and tail are linked, the fog cage shines, the aura is pressing, only one finger thick, but it is not narrow at all, the clouds and mist seem to have their own universe between the transpiration, and the mystery is vast.

It has never been easy for her to make jewelry for her, and it is easy to collect thousands of miles at hand, but this was originally to verify her perception of space, but she found some surprises.

Not only for the sake of her and a lot of insights, but also for the reason why some of the original restrictions were opened up so easily.

If it is said that this spell was previously cast like a mortal would cast a creation with thirty-two times of ingenuity, now it only takes twenty to achieve the same effect as before, not because the craftsman has improved his craft, but because he used to have a gear that could not be moved and needed to be set up again, but now it is completely sufficient, and it is naturally labor-saving.