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When Chu Feng returned to Wutong Mountain, it was already late at night. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

The remnants of the cold scorching on Wutong Mountain have been cleaned up, and only two wine glasses and a wine jug are left on the table.

Chen Han stood in the middle of the court, holding his hands upside down, looking up at the starry sky.

"Xi Wu, do you drink?" Chen Han asked suddenly.

Chu Feng shook his head slowly.

"Then do you want to try it?" Chen Han asked with a smile.

Chu Feng pondered for a moment, but still shook his head.

Maybe it's because he went in and out of the restaurant where his father was in charge when he was a child, and he was used to seeing all kinds of ugliness after drinking, so he had a natural resistance to wine.

"Haha. Chen Han laughed, "I don't like it, that's fine, it's just a ritual thing, it's too rigid, it's not good." ”

Chu Feng frowned, looked at Chen Han and said, "Master...... I've always felt that you're a little weird today. ”

Chen Han nodded and said, "Then, what did you learn based on my strangeness?"

Chu Feng was silent.

"Maybe you should ask Uncle Liu why I'm a little strange, so that you know how to ask me more. Chen Han said with a smile, "You...... Did you ask?"

Chu Feng shook his head.

"Resourcefulness is always your biggest flaw. Chen Han turned his head, looked at Chu Feng, and said very seriously, "Your mind is not very smart, and you naturally can't ask for extravagance, but you have to remember...... Even the most stupid mind must be used, for your purposes, to find clues, evidence, speculation, judgment, and even conjecture, to sum up experience, but also to break stereotypes.

"You can't be a wise man, but you can be a person who works every step of the way. ”

Chu Feng nodded silently and said, "Disciple...... I see. ”

"You still don't understand. Chen Han said very seriously, "But you remember, when you have experienced enough things, you will understand." ”

Chu Feng pondered for a moment before taking a deep seat.

"I'm leaving. Chen Han said solemnly.

"Let's go?" Chu Feng was slightly cold, "Where is the master going?"

"Go where I'm supposed to be. ”

"Before leaving, I have already given you a word, and I will give you a sword. ”

Chen Han said, but he didn't move, and he didn't see any trace of the sword.

"This sword doesn't exist now, and you may not pick up this sword, but when you pick up this sword...... I hope you're still the same person you are today. ”

"Actually, I don't want you to pick up this sword, because once you pick up this sword, you are doomed to face an extremely cruel mission. Chen Han said, his eyes revealing an extremely deep apology, "If I can, I hope there will never be that day." But if that day does come, you ...... Don't hate me. ”

Chu Feng looked at Chen Han's expression full of confusion, and he didn't understand what Chen Han was talking about.

"The night is deep, the spring is cold, you go into the house and rest. ”

Chen Han said, slowly walked to the side of the big stone he used to sit on, and sat silently on the big stone.

Chu Feng looked at Chen Han's back, was silent for a long time, and was at a loss for a long time.

He didn't know what Chen Han meant, but he remembered it in his heart.

's trust in Chen Han made Chu Feng believe that no matter what Chen Han's words were, he would definitely not harm himself.

Chu Feng did not go back to the room, but stood silently by Chen Han's side for a whole night, until the east on the second day, a bright morning glow appeared.

It is like the morning glow dyed red by blood, stacked on top of each other layer by layer, full of layers, and reflecting the wind of the mountains and pines, which has a special taste.

Chen Han opened his eyes and looked at the sky in the east that was getting redder and redder, as if it was about to burn, and there was a bit of nostalgia and reluctance in his expression.

"Ah, such a beautiful view, maybe I will never see it again. Chen Han sighed slightly.

Chu Feng was silent and did not answer.

"Xi Wu, what is your real name?" Chen Han asked suddenly.

Chu Feng was slightly stunned and said, "Chu Feng." ”

He didn't know why he told Chen Han his real name, but he felt that he should tell Chen Han this name, if he didn't say it again, maybe he really wouldn't have a chance.

For this kind and open-minded old man, he didn't want to lie any more, not at all.

"Chu Feng?" Chen Han frowned, bowed slightly, and said, "It's a good name, wind is the freest and most comfortable thing in this world, not bound by anything, it's a good name." ”

"The good wind relied on its strength to send me to the clouds. You see, today's weather is so good, cloudless, the wind rises in the mountains, it is a suitable time for the phoenix to break free from the shackles and spread its wings. ”

Chen Han said, slowly closed his eyes, and then lowered his head.

Chu Feng looked at Chen Han's body sitting on the boulder in a daze, and his brain went blank.

Chen Han's eyes didn't open again.

After a long time, Chu Feng felt as if he had been choked by someone, and he was so painful that he could not breathe.

At that moment, his body seemed to be drained of all its strength, and he collapsed to the ground weakly, unable to stand up again.

Inexplicably, countless tears poured into his eyes, staining his vision into a blur, and everything in front of him could not be seen clearly.

The mountain behind Wutong Mountain.

Zhu Yuntong stood at the end of the cliff, silent.

The wind lifted Zhu Yuntong's robe and flower hair, and the hunting sounded.

After a long time, Zhu Yuntong finally let out a long sigh and said, "Senior brother...... Good walk......"

The news of Chen Han's death soon spread throughout Fengming Villa.

Not too many people were surprised, and not too many people were sad, but some people sneered and some laughed.

On that day, Bu Jing abolished seventeen disciples in Fengming Villa, all of whom were a little gloating over Chen Han's death.

No one knew why Bu Jing was so angry, and those who knew could only sigh.

The death of Chen Han, who is not involved in world affairs, has not caused any sensation, it is like a drop of water in the sea, whether you go or stay, there will not be the slightest wave.

Feng Changming wanted to bury Chen Han according to the etiquette of Fengming Villa, but Bu Jing unceremoniously refused.

Bu Jing took on the important task of handling the aftermath for Chen Han.

Bu Jing may be one of the people who know Chen Han best in this world, so Bu Jing handled Chen Han's funeral affairs extremely simply, after sending away some of his peers who came to mourn and Feng Qiwu and Lu Yu, who had been instructed by Chen Han, Bu Jing and Chu Feng picked up dead branches on Wutong Mountain and buried Chen Han in the flames.

Watching the raging flames devour Chen Han's body, Chu Feng always had an unbelievable illusion, a person who was obviously good and decent one moment, but the next moment he left forever, and he could no longer hear his voice or see his smile.

Even, he didn't even have time to say goodbye?

When his mother died, he was still young, so he didn't have a very real understanding of death.

When Xi Wu left, he was seriously injured and unconscious, and when he woke up, he was left with an empty void that was difficult to fill.

But at this moment, he watched Chen Han, who got along day and night, and had deep affection for him, pass away in front of his eyes, and Chu Feng finally knew how cruel and painful death was.

Tears kept welling up in Chu Feng's eyes, even if he tried his best to suppress them, but when he thought that he would never see this old man again, his tears were uncontrollable at all.

Although Bu Jing's eyes were a little red, she looked extraordinarily calm, and she gently patted Chu Feng's shoulder and said, "There is nothing to be sad about, your master has no regrets in his life." ”

"But your master comes and goes so chicly, I am so envious. Bu Jing sighed, not without sentimentality.

Bu Jing was silent for a moment before continuing: "I have been in the same family with your master for more than a hundred years, and I know that he must have walked very calmly, what he is looking for, what he is thinking about...... He must have gotten it, and his heart was satisfied. ”

"But I don't understand, this bastard, is here to play or to cultivate. Bu Jing sighed.

Chu Feng remembered the sound of the flute that night again, bit his lip, and then asked, "Master, which is more important, Dao or Force?"

Bu Jing pondered for a moment before saying, "There are no absolutes in the world. When you are confused, the Tao can guide you in the direction so that you will not go down the wrong path in life, and strength is the support to go down this path, without strength, no matter how correct your path is, you will not be able to go down, let alone the road you are pursuing. Tao is inherently relative, there is no importance, and there is no unimportance. ”

As he spoke, Bu Jing suddenly rubbed his chin and laughed, and laughed for a long time before saying, "This was said by your master, I can't remember what it was, it's probably like this." ”

Chu Feng was thoughtful and silent for a long time.

The flames gradually extinguished, and Bu Jing stepped forward to carefully pack up Chen Han's bones before saying, "Do you know what your master said at the beginning that if he dies, what will happen to the ashes?"

Chu Feng shook his head, how could he know such a thing......

"It's all sprinkled. As he spoke, Bu Jing smiled and threw all the bones in the urn in his hand, and the ashes like smoke and dust dispersed in the wind, just like the old man who was clear, stroked his sleeves and walked away in a dashing manner, without being bound by everything in the human world.

With a clear cry, the phoenix broke free from its shackles and spread its wings and flew high.

A word to readers:

It's a bento again, to be honest, Chen Han is my favorite among all the predecessors before and after, and it is also the most open-minded and chic...... But this bento can only be sent.

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