Wen Xi had something on her mind and couldn't sleep peacefully, so she tossed and turned over in bed, got up again, pushed open the window sash, and the light in the bedroom was already out. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

This person...... It was a little weird, he seemed to be deliberately trying to keep his distance from her, but he was tentatively trying to get close to her, and Wen Xi thought about it for a long time, and he never thought about seeing him somewhere.

His words were really full of helplessness.

After four more drums, Wen Xi lay back on the bed, wrapped the brocade quilt tightly, reached out and touched the short sword under the pillow, and fell asleep with a heavy heart.

She didn't sleep well and had many dreams, one after another, there was Master, Du Yu, all kinds of people she saw after coming to the capital, Du Shaojue looked at her and sneered, Su Jun hugged her and cried, and those strangers who had just met each other had indifferent faces.

Wen Xi was dripping in cold sweat, feeling her chest blocked, and finally when she saw Du Yu being pierced through her heart by a long sword, blood flowing all over the ground, she opened her eyes and woke up in an instant, her whole body was tense, and even her fists were clenched.

"Du Yu......" Wen Xi felt her heart throb for a while, if Du Yu died and the master was gone, what should she do? What to do......

"Tuk-tuk." There was a knock at the door.

Wen Xi scratched the tears on his face and said, "Who? ”

"The girl is up?" It was the voice of a maid.

Wen Xi said: "Get up." ”

The door creaked open, and three maids dressed together, holding washing things and food boxes, flowed in.

Wen Xi thanked him and got up to get dressed.

The round-faced girl at the head smiled: "Girl, don't worry, Leng Gongzi said that there is still plenty of time." ”

"Oh." Wen Xi raised his head, and the east was only slightly white.

She was a little tired, but she still tried to freshen up and eat, and when she stood at the door, she saw Leng Shuzhu sitting in the pavilion eating tea.

Vincy didn't enter, standing in the hallway, holding his hands and waiting for him.

Leng Shuzhu ate all the tea in his hand before putting it down, straightened his clothes, and walked towards Wen Xi.

The sky was a little brighter, and Wen Xi saw that he was dressed more plainly, originally he was just dressed lightly, but now he didn't even have the jade crown he wore on his head before, but he just tied an azure hairband, and all the rings in his hands were removed, only a small jade ring was tied to his belt, and he was dressed plainly.

After going out and getting in the car, it was an honest man who drove the car, Leng Shuzhu paused after seeing him, folded the fan, but was silent, and stepped into the car.

There was nothing to say all the way, Wen Xi lifted the curtain of the car to look at the scenery on the street, and Leng Shuzhu leaned on the brocade cushion to close his eyes and recuperate.

As the sun rose, there were more pedestrians on the street, and when the carriage crossed a flat bridge, Wen Xi's eyes suddenly lit up, this place ...... It seemed familiar, and she looked left and right, taking in the shops around her.

The carriage went on for another half hour or so, and finally stopped.

Leng Shuzhu opened his eyes, took a deep breath, and lifted the curtain of the fan to get out of the car, and he was about to turn around to help Wen Xi, but Wen Xi jumped down by himself, Leng Shuzhu smiled, opened the fan halfway, covered his lips and coughed lightly.

"Here, where is it?" Wen Xi looked around, it was a clean and tidy street, lined with willow trees, white walls and black tiles beside the road, and several households.

"This is Willow Lane, out of the alley, it is Shuntian Street, all the way to the west, after three streets, it is Shuntian Gate, which is the way out of the city." Leng Shuzhu pointed to her.

Wen Xi didn't know what he meant, and followed his pointers, but the street scene was unremarkable.

Leng Shuzhu said again: "The city official of Shuntianmen, surnamed Ji, has a somewhat upright temperament, and has offended many people, so in the past 20 years, he has never moved the place. He spoke in a relaxed tone, smiling, and was just telling an anecdote about the city.

A few spring swallows flew through the willow branches, chirping away, and Leng Shuzhu also turned around and said, "Let's go." ”

Wen Xi's mind was full of questions, but he didn't know where to start, so he was silent, just following his footsteps. The coachman drove the carriage to the side of the road, put on a sunhat, and snoozed against the wall.

Leng Shuzhu led her all the way, he walked in front, Wen Xi walked behind, Wen Xi carefully looked at his footsteps, and saw that his steps were steady and light, like a light snow and a light breeze, and his clothes were fluttering, otherwise there was a little dust, his light body kung fu must be good, but his body was slender, his face was sickly, his lips were less bloody, and his internal strength should not continue, that punch and foot must be just Er'er, Wen Xi had paid attention to his hand before, there was no cocoon in the tiger's mouth, and the skin in his palm was smooth, so he probably wouldn't make a sword.

Leng Shuzhu stopped at the door of a family's house, ordinary people's houses, hung with auspicious peach charms, the plaque reads "forest house", there is a bolted horse stone at the door, the gatehouse opens a small window on the street, and the two sides are engraved with the ornamentation of Meilan bamboo chrysanthemum, but it is a very ordinary wealthy person.

He looked at it for a while, his face expressionless, a few broken hairs sticking to the corners of his lips, and the pitch-black color made his face a little bluish.

Wen Xi stared at the line of ants on the edge of the threshold, and suddenly thought of the proverb that a thousand miles of embankment was destroyed in an anthill.

Leng Shuzhu said lightly: "Let's go." ”

Wen Xi finally couldn't hold back her curiosity and asked, "Where are you going?" ”

Leng Shuzhu pointed his hand, pointed to the side of the pinch, and said, "It's right here." ”

Wen Xi stretched out his head and looked, it was a small alley hidden in the sun all the year round, the moss and wild grass were messy, and this street seemed particularly incompatible, but it was too inconspicuous, if it weren't for Leng Shuzhu's guidance, Wen Xi would never have paid attention.

Leng Shuzhu walked towards the lane, the tide of the grass wet the hem of his clothes, Wen Xi was a little stunned, standing at the mouth of the lane and watching Leng Shuzhu walk a few feet away, his people and this piece of greenery seemed to be integrated, as if it was a summer night, a ghost in the world.

Vincy couldn't help but keep up.

At the end of the play is a dilapidated wooden door, faintly you can still see the carved pattern, after pushing open the wooden door, there is a barren courtyard, not very big, but the house has collapsed, the messy tiles and broken bricks in one place, and there are traces of fire on the wooden beams and pillars that have not been decayed.

There should have been a pond rockery in the courtyard, but the pond was overgrown with human-high wild grass, and most of the rockery was broken and collapsed.

"Where is this?" Wen Xi was inexplicably sentimental, as if there was some sadness that she couldn't think deeply about at the beginning of this small courtyard.

"It's ...... Sui Yuan ......" Leng Shuzhu replied to her.

"What are you bringing me here for?" The doubts in Wenxi's heart grew bigger and bigger.

Leng Shuzhu didn't answer the question: "This courtyard was originally connected to the house just now, but later, the house was bought, and a wall was built in the middle, and this place was abandoned." ”

Wency asked, "Who was the original owner of this place?" Where did it go? ”

Leng Shuzhu chuckled, as if laughing at her innocence or knowingly asked, "What do you think?" ”

Wen Xi looked around at the grassless yard and kept silent.

Leng Shuzhu smiled and said, "It's nothing more than dead, gone, scattered." ”

Wen Xi breathed softly, his chest rising and falling slightly: "Where are the dead tombs, where are the gone, and where are the scattered memories?" ”

Leng Shuzhu shook his head: "If you are dead, you have turned into ashes, maybe you have crossed the long river of reincarnation, where can you manage the tomb of your previous life, you have no place to live when you leave, you are displaced in another country, and you are gone, even if you are in a dream, you don't want to recall this place......

Wency couldn't help but ask, "What about you?" Why come here? ”

Leng Shuzhu laughed and said: "I am a passerby, an idler, every brick and tile in the world has a story, I am a person who pursues stories, and you may become the protagonist of my next story." ”

Wency muttered, "Me? There's something special about me that makes you care so much. ”

Leng Shuzhu shook his head: "It's not special, it's just that I know a person, and this person knows another person, and that person once recognized you, and it's been a long time, maybe you have already forgotten it, and you can't remember a single thing." ”

"Recognize me?" Wen Xi suddenly cared, "Who is it?" I remember all the people I've met, the people I've spoken, and if you tell me, I'll remember. ”

Leng Shuzhu shook his head again: "You won't remember, it's because you are still very young, young and worry-free, unlike now, you have grown up to be a caring person, and you are as sentimental as a real girl." His words faded away, and Wen Xi couldn't even hear the last words.

"Young ......" Wen Xi lowered her eyes, she forgot everything before she met Master, and the most distant thing she could remember was when Master smiled and said to her, "Xiaoxi, you can't be picky when eating. ”

Before that, her family, loved ones, parents, siblings......

She was also puzzled and curious, and asked Master, who always said, "They have gone to a far away place, and no one can be with each other forever, and you are just separated a little early." ”

Wen Xi was infected by the sentimentality in his words, and did not ask, is his words also foreshadowing today? It indicates that they will also part eventually.

Wen Xi was already silent, Leng Shuzhu looked at her, stretched out her hand, a towel in her hand, wiped Wen Xi's face, she was already in tears.

Wency felt embarrassed to cry in front of this almost stranger, she turned her head and pulled her sleeve a few times, and said angrily, "What does that have to do with you bringing me here?" ”

"Because ......" Leng Shuzhu said softly: "Someone wants to kill me." ”