Spring nights, crescent moons, the wind is slightly sweet.

In the grass by the lake, the young man in white rested his head on his arms, and there was a slight confusion in his eyes. This made him look a little dazed. Even so, it is also chic and outstanding that cannot be concealed, and the style is compelling.

Su Jinge let go of his senses, but he didn't notice that there were any other female creatures around. She walked up to the wind, tilted her head to look at him, and said, "Senior brother, where are you playing?" ”

The wind didn't move his eyes, he just looked at the night sky, "I just want to see the scenery." ”

Su Jinge obviously didn't believe this. But she didn't want to get into what tricks this thing was playing. Pose like this, if you don't want to attract a little girl, then you are ready to attract a little girl. There's nothing to look into either. "I'll just ask a question, and I'll leave when I'm done, and I won't bother you."

Feng Liluo finally looked over and said, "What's the problem?" ”

"Why did Ling Du Zhenren come back again?"

"I don't know about this matter, that day Uncle Tianying beat him half to death and dragged him into the law enforcement hall. After that, let the law enforcement disciples go and invite Senior Uncle Ning Xin and Senior Brother in charge. After that, no one knows. After they came out of the Law Enforcement Hall, Senior Brother Ling Du stayed. On the same day, the Law Enforcement Hall posted a punishment order, punishing Senior Brother Lingdu with 81 whips and cleaning the stele forest for 60 years. ”

The whip is enshrined in the law enforcement hall of the Fuguang sect all year round. It is rumored that the founder of the Fuguang Sect specially refined it in order to punish the disciples who committed major mistakes. The whipping of the gods is not only the body, but also the primordial spirit. A whip goes down to the skin and flesh, and the flesh blooms small. The wounding of the original spirit is not as simple as suffering it. Therefore, this whip made countless monks change their complexions.

For the killer of the same disciple, this can be regarded as a big mistake. The eighty-one whipping sentences are also fair. It was not easy for an ordinary monk to withstand a dozen whips. Why is Ling Du Zhenren still so alive after suffering eighty-one things.

Seeing the doubts on Su Jinge's face, Feng Liluo didn't wait for her to ask, and replied spontaneously: "Senior Uncle Tianying requested that the eighty-one whips be personally executed by Senior Uncle Chonghua, and the head of the sect and the law enforcement elders agreed. Uncle Ning Xin had no objection. Now that Uncle Chonghua has not returned, the eighty-one whips have naturally not been executed. ”

It is up to the master to carry it out, that is, to put Ling Du Zhenren's life in the hands of the master. Eighty-one whipping the divine whip, no need to be heavy-handed, as long as it is carried out seriously, then Ling Du Zhenren will be killed. Tianying Zhenjun dared to make such a decision. Don't you think that Master will have the heart to let go?

Su Jinge shook his head. Throw out a question mark in the head. "Senior brother continue, I'll go back first." After speaking, Su Jinge turned around and walked towards the mountain, and just after taking two steps, he heard the sound of the wind falling from behind him. "Little song. If you have nothing to do, sit with me for a while. ”

Su Jinge paused. After glancing at him, she shifted her steps and walked back to him.

The wind was still resting his head on his arms and lying on his back on the grass, staring blankly at the crescent moon in the night sky. Su Jinge sat on the ground casually. With one hand on his knees and the other on his cheeks, he looked boredly at the silver sparkling lake in front of him. The night breeze blows, and the scent of grass and the sweetness of spring flowers weave between the sleeves of their hair.

"The last time we came to Crescent Lake together was the time we collected Qiong fish bones, and so many years have passed."

Su Jinge turned his head in slight surprise, looked at him and said, "Senior brother, what has happened to you recently?" ”

Feng Liluo's face stiffened, and he sat up very unnaturally and said, "Ha, what can I do uncomfortable, I have always been very good." ”

Su Jinge said: "When a person is depressed and nostalgic for the past for no reason, nine times out of ten, the situation in front of him is not smooth. ”

Feng Liluo picked up a piece of grass and played with it, "It's not comfortable, it's not smooth, it's just that I suddenly feel that it's good as before." ”

Su Jinge said "still say no", glanced at Feng Liluo quite meaningfully, and saw the bottom of his magic boots from the crown on his head, "Senior brother want to admit that it is my own business, I only want to say one sentence: people always have to move forward." Instead of spending time nostalgic for the past, think about the present and think about how you can live more comfortably. ”

After Su Jinge finished speaking, she stood up and was about to leave, and after taking out the gourd magic weapon, she turned back and said, "By the way, strictly speaking, the last time we appeared together by the Crescent Lake, it wasn't the time we collected Qiong's fish bones. It was the time when you went to that powerful cave to explore, and you got an explosion that pulled me and Senior Sister Chu into the underground undercurrent together. ”

After Su Jinge left, there was no one left on the lakeside. Occasionally, Qiong fish jumped up on the lake, bathed in a moment and the moonlight returned to the lake.

Whatever it is will fade or even fade away with the passage of time. Just like this Qiongyu, which was once on the verge of extinction, is now not full of lakes. Now this emotion in his heart must also disappear with the passage of time. Maybe tomorrow morning, it will disappear without a trace.

Definitely!

Will it have to be?

The wind suddenly became irritable again.

And so the night passed. Early in the morning, Su Jinge sent Duan Yuxuan to travel in front of the mountain gate.

The spring morning always carries an indescribable warmth, Duan Yuxuan stood in front of the mountain gate and looked at the easternmost part of Dongyao Mountain, where the mountain peak and the morning glow meet.

"I'm leaving, you remember going to my house these days. My ancestor said he would invite you to dinner. ”

Su Jinge had a black line at his end, "In that case, why don't you stay a few more days before leaving." At least when I come back from your house. ”

Duan Yuxuan pursed her lips and said, "If I stay for a while, I will feel out of breath." Because of you, I have delayed many days, and do not be dissatisfied. ”

Su Jinge couldn't help but roll his eyes, "It's as if I love you." ”

The melancholy on Duan Yuxuan's face instantly collapsed, and the corners of her mouth twitched and said, "Su Jinge, your imagination is too rich. ”

Although she was very angry by her words, but after such a trouble, the melancholy that had been suppressed in her heart was also dispelled without a trace. The Flowing Fire Gyro flew into the air, and the dazzling light bloomed in front of the mountain gate of the Fuguang Sect, drawing a fiery red streamer in Dongyao Mountain, and disappeared into the southwest sky after a while.

Su Jinge turned around and walked into the door of the Fuguang faction. The disciples on both sides forced a smile and exchanged a few glances with each other.

In the morning breeze, under the morning glow in the sky, the grass on the shore of the crescent moon lake is among them. The young monk in white was sitting up straight, looking at the southwest in a daze. The placket of his garment was soaked with morning dew, showing wet marks with blurred edges.

It seems that this star is not last night, for whom the wind is exposed and the midnight is upset.

The poems that he saw when he was tidying up the courtyard for Su Jinge on Xiaojing Peak came into his mind at this moment.

Immediately he felt ridiculous.

How can it be! What's more, he sat all night and didn't stand.

He shook his head vigorously to shake the annoying emotion out of his mind, and the golden fan unfolded against the morning wind, with the surge of spiritual light. He jumped on it, turned into a ray of light, and fled towards the gentle village in Wangxian City.

Spring is just right, and it is the best time to have fun. He really got into the water in his brain, and he actually stayed here all night. (To be continued......)