The river is bubbling and splashing against the sand and gravel, and it is cold and steep.

Next to the ancient road of Cangsong, a thin man sat cross-legged, wearing a wide white robe, extremely long, with a straight back like a bamboo, and green silk spread out on the clothes like a lotus.

He gently wiped the guqin, heard the movement, raised his eyes, and his voice was like a clear night: "Stopped?" ”

The woman nodded, "Yes." ”

"Going back?"

"Yes."

The man lowered his head and wiped the long string lightly: "How did you tell her?" ”

"I said that she was carrying enough heavy burdens, and that she should not put the consequences of other people's wishes on her own shoulders, and that she should not blame herself for being incompetent, that no one could resist the conspiracy of every possible means."

"Hmm." The man rubbed lightly and said no more.

I hid behind the women and watched them from afar.

After a long time, the man put away the brocade cloth, his slender fingers flicked on the strings, the sound of the piano was clear and broken, and he got up: "Let's go." "At this time! Not! Wrong! After a slight pause, he turned his eyes to look at a secluded path.

I looked at it, and my heart trembled for a moment, and my breath stagnated.

A slender woman came slowly, in a dark white robe, a dark blue veil, holding a jade flute in her hand behind her, and the night breeze blew her clothes, her demeanor was like a willow, fluttering into the painting.

"Jili said that you are still alive, I don't believe it, it seems that you are alive and well."

The maid's face was as pale as ice, and she stepped forward coldly, and Qinghu said lightly: "Jinqin, step back." ”

"Your Excellency ......"

Zijun stopped in front of him, his eyebrows and eyes smiling like a crescent moon: "Yang Cheng can save you?" ”

"Yes."

"Your friendship is really not shallow, you are deeply grateful because of him, and you can even let go of the humiliation of losing the country. He went to the soup for you, regardless of the fact that you were the enemy of the extermination of the woman he loved. Now, you've traveled all the way to save his woman. It's really a brotherhood. ”

Qinghu always had a pale face: "I have never picked it up, I can't put it down, and I didn't come here to save her purposely, just to hang out here." ”

"Never picked it up?" Zijun smiled, "What your mother said before she died, the beatings you received when you were young, these didn't even reach your heart?" Did you live too long to remember? ”

Qinghu raised his eyebrows and looked into the distance, but did not speak.

Silence for a moment. Zijun said lightly: "The crescent moon is dead." ”

Qinghu knew the truth, but he was slightly stunned, and raised his eyebrows slightly: "She's dead?" ”

"Yes, or you'll not save your friend's wife, but a wolf that will bite you to death."

The corners of Qinghu's lips hooked, and he said casually: "Oh, what about you, are you here to send me or arrest me?" ”

Zijun raised the jade flute: "This is not a sword. Looking at his guqin: "Where are you going?" ”

"The crane of idle clouds. Go with the flow. ”

"That's what you've always wanted."

"Yes." Qinghu looked at the end of the path: "Don't leave it here." ”

Zijun shouted, "Wait! ”

"What else?"

"The things in the mortal world are coming, I will go back soon, and we may not have the opportunity to meet again in the future, how about playing a song together?"

Qinghu walked forward: "No." Jinqin turned to follow.

The figure faded away. Zijun kept watching, and suddenly said loudly: "If you have never known Yang Cheng, it would be great." ”

Qinghu didn't look back. Said lightly: "He also said this." ”

The long wind is silent, and the leaves are sluggish. Nighthawks flutter their wings across the sky and look down on the land.

Go back in a trance. Master leaned quietly against the bamboo rattan, his eyes were red, and the two chickens on the grill had not moved, and I asked, "Aren't you hungry?" ”

He looked at the grill, the branches sizzled, a small fire ignited, and whispered, "Wait for you." ”

I sat down next to him and hugged my knees: "Is there anything uncomfortable?" ”

"Small."

"Hmmm......"

Tears flowed, I looked to the other place, raised my hand to wipe it away, Master sniffed, but did not speak.

There was silence until the aroma of the chicken wafted away, and the master handed it over: "Eat." ”

My arm was like condensed mercury, I lowered my eyes, tears slid down, and said dejectedly: "Master, Jade Bow, ...... dead"

"I wanted to exchange myself for her and let her come back to take care of you, but I was stopped, and the person who stopped me was ......" I cried in mourning, "I don't want my enemy to save me, it's not uncommon for me to die......"

"Girl."

"I don't have long to live, Jade Bow shouldn't be like this for me, she's still so young."

The master choked up: "Don't cry." ”

Raised his hand to take the wooden branch, opened his mouth and took a bite, and after leaving it for too long, the delicate pheasant meat became coarse and hard, and the juice was gone, and the taste was slightly bitter.

“…… I'll see if I can get lucky enough to catch some game and come back, miss, go to bed early, wake up and wait to eat my handiwork......"

As the tears grew more and more profuse, I pinched the branch and buried it in my knees.

I was afraid that those Venerable Masters were still there, so I didn't dare to take Master to the fishing village anymore, and I spent most of my time sitting next to Master except for sneaking out to find food.

Master was drowsy, and his sleeping appearance was still very poor, so I beat his beard six or seven flowers, and drew two little turtles on his face, and he didn't know anything.

I try my best not to think about my child, but sometimes I can't help it, what kind of character will that little guy have in the future, be as crazy as me, or be as calm and happy as Yang Xiuyi, and bully Master? Or was you bullied by Master? Before I knew it, I burst out laughing.

And Yang Xiuyi, he must have known that something happened to us, this is not the distance of thousands of mountains and rivers, this is the separation of other worlds, what will he be in a hurry over there?

My heart hurts, we haven't seen each other for so long, and we won't see each other for the last time.

It was like a hard journey in life, and the most difficult two days were finally passed by me.

On the evening of the third day, I stood guard in a dark corner outside the fishing village with my cane, and when I heard the scolding of the candle master, I finally let go of my hanging heart.

Walking out vigorously, his throat was dry, and his voice was hoarse: "Candle Division......"

Mu Chen shouted: "Get out of the way, there are ghosts!" ”

As a result, I had been struggling to sleep since I came out of Yuanbao Mountain, and he got up in a dashing manner, kicked me in the air, and kicked me out with a "snap".

After falling to the ground, he spit out a mouthful of thin blood, which turned slightly purple, which shows how bad this body is being eaten.

"The ninth day of the first month!"

Hua Xixue flew over and picked me up, I grabbed his clothes tightly, and used all my strength: "I, my master, use, use the spring breeze bone to find him, ...... quickly"

"The ninth day of the first month!"

Tears slid down, and I looked at him reluctantly, but after all, I couldn't hold back the heavy eyelids and slowly closed them.

The world fell into darkness, I heard them shouting at me like crazy, I wanted to follow the sound to chase after me, but I chased farther and farther, and ran into another world, empty and dark, lonely and cold.

This is the end of this life.

When he was dying, the only obsession in his heart.

It's a pity, Yang Xiuyi, it's a pity for us