This day coincided with the 15th day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar, and it was late autumn.

There is a white-clothed man riding a horse up the mountain, into the back mountain of the Shaolin Temple, unlike many pilgrims, her purpose is not to make a vow for incense, but to worship the deceased.

"Long time no see, old friend." She stood in front of a tomb and did not return for three years, and the tombstone was also eroded by the wind and rain, becoming old and moss.

There was no incense and candle sacrifice, she only put a jar of wine in front of the tomb, as if as before, the two of them drank under the moon, so happy. It's just that now the two have long been separated forever, and all she can do is come to see him when she has time.

Thinking that she came back this time, she was also very busy, just sweeping the tomb and worshiping, she walked to four places successively, first the Duan family in the south of the Yangtze River, and then the master at the bottom of the dark valley, then Situ Jing and Qiu Chan in the dense forest outside the city, and then to the back mountain of Shaolin Temple......

As for the man who didn't even have a tombstone, she scattered his ashes all over the world. Then he dug up a certain place in his heart and buried it quietly, never forgetting it since.

Once the people around her left her one by one, leaving her alone in front of the lonely shadow facing the tombstone, and the sadness in her heart was no longer able to tell, only by swallowing it with the spirits in one gulp, she could feel better.

In the past three years, she took Gongzi Xuan's ashes, walked all over the Central Plains, walked through every place she wanted to go or didn't want to go, he once said that the promise she had made was also completed for him, but the dead people still remained in her heart, and there was no way to forget, let alone talk about it.

But she thinks that this is also good, and sometimes it is better to remember than to forget, at least, so that there is still a thought, and life is too boring.

After a night of drunkenness on the mountain, she had sobered up at dawn, one person and one knife, and rode her horse down the mountain, she didn't know where she was going next, but it didn't matter, where the horse took her, she went, anyway, she was alone, and she didn't care.

I heard that Jiang Xiaolou and Jin Se got married two years ago, and gave birth to a little doll, and lived outside the gate with his master and sister, and the family lived very happily.

She also heard that Tianji Building had changed owners not long ago, and the new owner was the former deputy owner Hua Lingyu, and the former owner Nangong Yu was nowhere to be found, and no one knew where he went.

No matter which news, she didn't pay attention to it, and she didn't bother it, sometimes she could listen to these news from afar, which was more gratifying and warm than seeing each other.

At dusk, she came to the Fengling Ferry, bought two jugs of wine and some simple food nearby, and rented a small boat, hoping to go down alone.

Before the ship left the shore, I saw a person jumping up, holding a fan in his hand, and his clothes were tied, and he looked good, and at a glance he knew that it was from a large family.

"What the hell?" She asked, half-lying on the deck, but she didn't even lift her eyes.

"Don't worry, there's no malice here." The man explained unhurriedly: "It's just that it's getting late, and there is no boat to do, so I want to borrow a convenient way to take this boat with my brother, and you and I will pay half of the silver, okay?"

"Not good." She shook her head mercilessly.

"I'll pay for the boat, so it's okay, right?" He said.

"Okay, please." She didn't refuse this time, someone was willing to give money, and of course she was willing.

"Then dare to ask Brother Taigao's surname?" The man continued to talk to her, "As the saying goes, meeting is fate, maybe we are also people who were destined in previous lives......"

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard the sound of a knife coming out of its sheath, and in the blink of an eye it flew and landed on the railing two inches from him.

She raised her eyes and glanced at him, "You keep pretending." ”

"Don't fall into the city, we haven't seen each other for so long, can't you draw your sword and see each other as soon as you see me?" Shen Yu couldn't cry or laugh, and consciously helped her pull out the knife, and obediently took it back to her.

Duan Chengcheng put away the knife and glanced at him calmly, "Where are you going?" ”

"I'll go wherever you go." He said.

She raised an eyebrow, "And what if I die?" ”

"It's okay." He smiled fearlessly: "How good do you say it is to walk together on the Huangquan Road and take care of each other?"

"Virtue ......" she glanced at him helplessly, brought him a pot of wine, and warned by the way: "Don't follow me, otherwise don't blame me for being rude!"

She didn't want to listen to him anymore, so she took her wine and hid in the cabin.

"Okay, okay, I won't follow ......" Shen Yu glanced at the shipyard, then at the pot of wine in his hand, raised his lips, and smiled proudly.

She said that if she didn't follow, she wouldn't follow, anyway, he had already found her, and there would be a long time in the future.

Besides, he just happened to be in the same direction as her, and who said he was following her on purpose?

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