The days in Xinghua Valley are very leisurely, meditating every day, recuperating in internal breath, and then eating some food tower demons.

The sword boy will bring a lot of delicious food for three meals a day, and the egg tart has been following Liang Qiuqiu inch by inch. And Tassel has not been seen since the retreat, which is the style of his sword, and no one is allowed to disturb him.

The entrance to the Apricot Blossom Valley is full of sword formations, but once you reach the depths, it will be much safer. There are fewer organs, and there are sword boys to lead the way, Liang Qiuqiu's actions are quite convenient.

Early one morning, she saw the sword boy carrying a basket made of bamboo towards the path, and she called out to him and asked him if he could take her.

There are still three days before the tassel is out of customs.

Liang Qiuqiu was tired from meditating, and he also wanted to walk around and relax.

Jian Tong looks like he is eleven or twelve years old, his delicate face doesn't have too many expressions, and he usually puts down and leaves when he delivers food to Liang Qiuqiu.

After seven days of getting along, I never heard him speak.

Is it a mute

Jian Tong stood there and thought for a while, and finally he nodded and agreed that Liang Qiuqiu would follow him.

Liang Qiuqiu held a wildflower in her hand, and she followed behind the sword boy with easy steps, enjoying the scenery along the way.

The valley of apricot blossoms in the early morning has a pleasant scenery. The path they walked was lined with wildflowers, and the endless sea of flowers accompanied by the breeze made people linger.

At the end of the road, there was a tombstone, Liang Qiuqiu slowly stopped, and she saw the sword boy take out the contents of the bamboo basket.

A plate of fruit, two plates of side dishes, a pot of wine.

The sword boy knelt in front of the tombstone, straightened his back, and after a long time, he bent down and kowtowed.

Each time, he slammed heavily on the ground.

There were no weeds on the grave, and I could see that the sword boy often came over. As far as the eye can see, there is only this one tomb in this apricot blossom valley.

Could it be a toothy old-timer?

With a little doubt, Liang Qiuqiu approached, she looked at the words engraved on the tombstone, and her eyes widened suddenly.

Purple and White Tomb.

Master

Liang Qiuqiu stood there, she knew that Zibai was no longer there, but after seeing his tombstone, she felt more truly that he was really gone.

"Why is Master's grave in Apricot Blossom Valley," she murmured.

The sword boy looked up at her and pointed to the white jade wine glass on the ground.

Liang Qiuqiu knelt down beside Jian Tong, she poured two glasses of wine, and held one up: "Master, I've come to see you." ”

Anyway, drink it all.

When the wine entered her stomach, it was so spicy that her eyes were sour. She remembered that when she first met, she had stood in the hallway of the school against the thorny spirit, and it was his appearance that taught her the spiritual power of the previous life, so that she could easily defeat the enemy.

Later, he taught himself many skills wholeheartedly, and after the Liang family had an accident, she cut off contact with her master.

That was many years ago

I didn't expect to meet again, indeed with this scene.

Putting down her glass, she picked up another glass of wine and spilled it into the loess.

"You won't blame me for coming so late," she muttered to herself.

The sword boy looked at the name on the tombstone with a respectful expression. On the seventh day of every month, he will come over, and he will never forget the day Lord Zibai died, the first heavy snow fell in the Apricot Blossom Valley.

It's a place where spring is like spring all year round, and it never snows.

But that day, it snowed so much that all the apricot blossoms in the valley were covered with snowflakes, and everywhere was white.

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(Nine-headed Bird Academy)