The two had already walked out of the house. The door to the house was locked.

Hua Miaoru walked in the courtyard and walked to the trees.

The trunk of the tree has remained, and the leaves have fallen off and turned into spring mud for the coming year.

Hua Miaoru smiled and said, "These pear trees were my playmates when I was a child."

Mu Chen also smiled reluctantly, "Oh?"

Hua Miaoru stroked the trunk of the tree and said, "The first time I sang a complete song, I sang it to these trees. I also practiced my body on this tree. Even when I was a child, I made a spear myself, which was made from branches from trees."

Mu Chen said, "Then you must have a deep relationship with it"

Hua Miaoru smiled and said, "I just remember that every spring when the pear blossoms bloom, the whole tree turns white, and the wind blows through the pear petals like rain."

Mu Chen said teasingly, "I'm afraid that your title of 'Yuhua Opera' is also named after this."

He couldn't figure out why he was still in a funny mood. Maybe it's because he knows he can't do anything right now.

Mu Chen suddenly said, "Since you like these pear trees so much, why don't you move them to the theater? I remember that plum trees are planted in front of the theater."

Hua Miaoru said, "Why do you want to move here? I was born here, and of course I have to end up here, wouldn't it be too troublesome to move the tree here when the time comes?"

When he speaks of the end, does he mean his own life?

Mu Chen actually thinks that plum blossoms are more like flowers, cold, and arrogant.

However, even if it is a pear or a plum, even if it is defeated, it will still be able to sprout and bloom fragrant flowers in the coming year. New life can still be obtained.

But what about people? Is it true that some people cannot be defeated in heaven? Is failure equal to death? That's because they tend to value something more than life.

Such a person, although he cannot be said to be the smartest, is indeed the most worthy of respect.

Now the east wind is blowing, and the trees are withering.

The trees can still flourish and be green next year, but what about the flowers? Will he be able to survive this winter? Bloom again next year?

Mu Chen didn't know the answer, he didn't want to think about it now.

What's more, they haven't decided the winner yet.

At this time, Mu Chen unconsciously asked himself, if he was defeated, would he be willing to die?

He soon got the answer, even if he lost, he would not seek death.

Because he can't die yet, this is the person who still has too many people in the world who he is nostalgic for, and too many feelings not only do not form a bond for him, but stimulate his desire to live.

How he wished that Hua Miaoru could understand this truth.

Hua Miaoru suddenly said, "Okay, let's go back"

Mu Chen: "Okay"

The door of the old house was re-closed and the lock was re-locked.

As everyone knows, this lock locks not only the door, but also the dignity of the entire flower family.

- You can do without anything, but dignity must not be abandoned.

Hua Miao said, "The decisive battle on October 1 was chosen in this ancient house"

Mu Chen said, "Here, aren't you afraid of disturbing the ancestors of the Hua family?"

Hua Miaoru smiled and said, "They will understand, at least you can bury me directly in the coffin when I die"

Mu Chen hesitated for a long time before slowly saying "Okay"

Hua Miaoru looked at Mu Chen, and said lightly, "Let's not meet these days, you and I need to be calm."

"Good"

When night fell, Mu Chen lay on the bed, tossing and turning, unable to sleep.

No matter who you change to, you won't be able to sleep soundly.

As soon as Mu Chen closed his eyes, he couldn't help but imagine his decisive battle with Hua Miaoru, and he thought about a lot of results. He won, he lost, but there was no draw.

He knew that even if the two of them had only the last bit of strength left, they would continue to fight until the winner was decided.

For some reason, Mu Chen suddenly thought of Lang Feihua, the arrogant boy who was as arrogant as Hua Miaoru.

Lang Feihua was very confident in her swordsmanship, but after losing to Mu Chen, she chose to commit suicide.

Mu Chen didn't dare to guess whether Hua Miaoru would commit suicide, maybe he already knew the answer, so there was no need to guess at all.

turned over again, and Mu Chen suddenly saw Shangguan Wuyi on the side looking at him.

Mu Chen whispered, "Did I make a noise with you?"

Shangguan Wuyi said, "Are you thinking about the duel?"

Mu Chen sat up and sighed, "What else can I think about besides this matter now?"

Shangguan Wuyi said, "Then have you figured out the answer?"

Mu Chen shook his head.

Shangguan Wuyi stroked Mu Chen's hair, put Lian on Mu Chen's chest, and whispered, "No matter what, you promise me, you can't die"

Mu Chen smiled slightly, "Of course, I will never die"

The next day, Hua Miaoru sent someone to deliver something.

There was the best meal, and he wanted Mu Chen to take care of himself. There was the best sword stone, and he didn't want Mu Chen's sword to be a little dull. And, of course, the best wines.

Even the key to the ancient house was given to Mu Chen, and Mu Chen could check the terrain of the ancient house and the location of the building at any time. These are all important in battle.

He was already thoughtful.

Mu Chen was sharpening his sword in the room at this time, and he had some skills in sharpening his sword, so the sword blade quickly became bright and full of coldness.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.

Shangguan Wuyi went to open the door and found that it was Xiang'er.

Mu Chen immediately saluted, "Miss Xiang'er"

Xiang'er smiled and said to Mu Chen, "Mr. Mu has prepared well?"

Mu Chen smiled and said, "Miss Xiang'er, do you have something to look for me? Brother Hua won't come to ask me how I am ready?"

After hearing this, Xiang'er's face changed, and she immediately bent her knees and knelt on the ground.

Shangguan Wuyi hurriedly helped her up and said, "Miss Xiang'er, why are you doing this?"

Xiang'er sobbed, "I hope Mr. Mu can help me"

Mu Chen said, "Miss Xiang'er, is there any trouble?"

Xiang'er said, "I'm a woman, and I don't have any skills. And Qi Jun is too young, our family depends on Brother Ru"

Mu Chen sighed lightly, "It turns out that you came to me for this matter"

Xiang'er said, "Brother Ru doesn't know that I'm coming to you, please don't tell him, he definitely doesn't want me to do this"

Mu Chen said, "But you still did it"

Xiang'er said, "I can't help it, I have to do this"

Mu Chen said, "So what? you let me lose on purpose?"

Xiang'er didn't answer, as if acquiescing.

Mu Chen smiled bitterly, "But if I deliberately lose, wouldn't I be sorry for him?"

Xiang'er said, "I was originally a child of an official family, and I grew up with Brother Ru, and later he married me despite the opposition of the whole family, and I am very grateful to him." So if he dies, I really don't know how to live."

Shangguan Wuyi said, "What are you talking about? You still have a child, even if it's for the sake of the child, you can't think about it."

Mu Chen said, "Yes, you know Hua Miaoru's temperament and personality best, so I advise you not to come to me."

Xiang'er said, "Then what else can I do?"

Mu Chen said, "You come to beg me, it's better to go to Hua Miaoru, so that he can persuade him, so that he can let go of some arrogance and live well."

Xiang'er didn't say a word after hearing this, and was silent for a long time before she slowly said, "I know."

With that, she left Mu Chen's room.

Shangguan Wuyi said, "Do you think she really figured it out?"

Mu Chen shook his head and said, "Since she and Hua Miaoru grew up together, there must be something in common in their personalities, so..." he sighed and said, "You help me take care of her, she must not have an accident"

Shangguan Wuyi said, "Do you think she will seek death?"

Mu Chen said, "If I lose, she will naturally not seek death, but if I win..."

He didn't continue, it was the first time Mu Chen felt that victory was so painful, and it was also the first time he longed to lose before the battle.

Which is more important, winning or losing, or the future?

Shangguan Wuyi sighed and said, "Xiang'er is also a good girl, she clearly knows the rules of the rivers and lakes, and if she comes to do this kind of thing before the duel, she will be laughed at by the world."

Mu Chen said, "But she still did it after all, maybe in her heart, Hua Miaoru's life is more important than everything"

Shangguan Wuyi suddenly looked at Mu Chen, and said, "You too, your life is more important to me than everything."

Mu Chen smiled slightly, stretched out his hand and took Shangguan Wuyi into his arms.

October 1.

Muchen wakes up from his sleep.

He was woken up by the sound of rain.

Raindrops hit the window lattice, making a gurgling sound.

This is the unique sound of rain in Gangnam.

Mu Chen put on his clothes, equipped with a sword, and walked out of the smoke and rain tower.

It was noon, but he set off in the morning. Because he had to observe the terrain of the mansion well, because he had to give his all in this battle.

Shangguan Wuyi didn't follow him, and Muchen had already instructed Shangguan Wuyi to take care of Xiang'er.

No matter what news they get, Shangguan Wuyi has to ensure that Xiang'er will not seek death.

The muddy path was washed away by the rain, making it even harder to walk.

Mu Chen finally knew the reason why Hua Miaoru didn't repair this road, because few people could walk this road, so few people arrived at the ancient mansion, and no one bothered the fairy spirits of the ancestors of the Hua family.

The raindrops hit Mu Chen's cheeks, and he only felt that his hands were already freezing and calling.

This rain has been falling, maybe it will fall, and it will become snow.

It's winter now.

Finally walked to the ancient house, Mu Chen opened the door, entered the house, bypassed the shadow wall, and walked to an empty house, Mu Chen lit a fire in the house, and sat aside to keep warm.

After the body was warmed, Mu Chen walked out of the door and began to observe the terrain.

As soon as I got down, both the ground and the trunk were slipperier than usual, and this bit of wood dust required special attention.

The rest are some very ordinary buildings and furnishings.

After looking at them one by one, Mu Chen returned to the room and continued to roast the fire.

He had to keep his body warm and his hands holding the sword.

He took out the flask and began to drink.

He felt his hands still shaking.

In fact, his hands are no longer shaking, but his heart is shaking, his heart is unstable, and he has too many distractions.

If a person has too many distracting thoughts, then can he still use peerless swordsmanship?

Mu Chen watched the flames beat, and the whole person entered an ethereal state.

Suddenly, a crisp thump pulled him back to reality.

It's the sound of metal and ground crashing.

The metal is the tip of the gun, the tip of the silver-tipped flower gun.

Hua Miaoru was already standing at the door, dressed in a cloak and holding a flower gun.

His eyes became extremely cold, and he was staring at Mu Chen.