Chapter 97: Nanyang Fanwai (5) Mai is like snow

The bustling pavilions flashed out the window, the pedestrians on the roadside hurried by with umbrellas, and the blue bricks under the carriage and the white tiles on the pavilions gradually faded out of view, becoming more and more blurry in the heavy rain, so blurred that I could no longer see their outlines. Lewen Novel.520. But the view outside the window wasn't the reason for my long-term obsession, I just felt empty and desperately needed something to fill it.

I was depressed and uncomfortable, and I didn't suffer from heart disease, but my chest was always stuffy. The ancients said that the word intercession was the most hurtful, I used to have a high mentality and disdain this kind of statement, but now I ...... It's ridiculous.

But I didn't forget it, and asked me Qinghuan before: "Master, will you hate me and hate me for ruining your way?" I replied firmly, "The so-called Tao begets one, one begets two, two begets three, and three begets all things." And now to me, everything is inferior to you, so what's the use of me cultivating? ”

Even now, I still think so. Even though there are many regrets in this relationship since I fell in love with her, I don't regret it, and I will never regret it in the future.

I looked down at the jade I had been holding in my hand, and it took me some time to put it back together, but it was so broken that many of the small pieces at the corners were mutilated, and the words engraved on it were mottled.

May it be like Liang Shangyan, and see you every year.

The more beautiful the original wish, the more cruel the truth is now.

"Master, you haven't spoken for a long time." Zi who was sitting on the other side of the carriage said worriedly, "Since Qinghuan left, you haven't spoken, and you've been in a daze all day long, you ......"

"Ahem." Rong Huai, who was sitting across from me, suddenly coughed lightly twice, interrupting Zi Qian's words.

Zi Qian turned his head to face Jun Qiao beside him, and said quite worriedly: "Gu Master, do you think my master will have Alzheimer's?" After all, he is old enough to suffer such a blow......"

"Senior brother!" Yun Tang frowned and interrupted him again.

I raised my eyes to look at Ziqian, squinted, but still didn't speak.

"Bian Gongzi, I don't know." Junqiao replied very politely, paused, and deliberately changed the topic: "Speaking of which, thank you for your willingness to take me to the North Punishment Mountain, I am now losing all my power, and I am completely a drag oil bottle, which is really troublesome to you." ”

Rong Huai replied gently with a warm and elegant smile on his face: "Where is the Lord of the Monarch Valley, no matter what, you are the real head of the Ranhua Valley, and I believe that one day you will definitely be able to make a comeback." ”

"By the auspicious words of the Lord." Junqiao tilted his eyes to look at me, "...... Nanyang, I don't know if this time I can stay in your Rongkue Pavilion like last time? I don't know anyone else in the North Punishment. ”

I nodded shallowly.

"That's a real nuisance." She bowed slightly at me.

"The valley master doesn't have to be polite, my senior brother and I are sometimes not in Rongkue Pavilion, and we can rest assured that you accompany the master to play chess and drink tea or something." Yuntang Road.

Zi Zhan took over: "That's it, you said that if no one is watching, what if the master is looking for a short view?" I'm old, and I can't afford to toss......"

"Tsk."

"Hiss......"

"Ahem."

Several people in the carriage glared at him.

"Zi Qian," I looked at him, and said lightly, "I don't need to say these words to ease my mood, I know you said it on purpose." I'm fine, I'm not going to look for short-sightedness, and I won't ...... Senile dementia. ”

"Hahaha." Ziqian deliberately laughed loudly, but no one responded, and he paused awkwardly, his eyes flashing with a trace of sadness that did not belong to him. After a long time, he lowered his head and sighed: "Master, we are all worried about you. ”

"Master, senior brother, he can't speak, don't take it to heart." Yun Tang hurriedly said, "It's okay, except for senior sister, you still have us, and my senior brother and I will never cut off relations with you." ”

"Yuntang, how good are you at talking? Which pot is not opened, which pot is ......," Bian Zi muttered.

I didn't speak again, I lowered my head to look at the flowing jade scattered with cracks in my hand for a while, and then raised my hand and touched the gauze covering the wound on my forehead, my heart was still gloomy and uncomfortable.

A few days later we arrived at the North Punishment. After returning to the North Punishment, the surrounding area is the familiar mountains and snow, which is also strange, whether the Central Plains is sunny or rainy, the North Punishment side will always be snowy and the mountains. It was only when I came back in person that I realized that I had been away from the North for so long.

Last time I was in the North Punishment, she was always with me......

I shook my head, how could I think of her in anything? It was as if the thoughts were completely out of control.

The carriage staggered to the gate of the North Penalty Mountain. From a distance, we saw a group of people gathered at the mountain gate, as if a group of white-clothed disciples of the Northern Punishment were arguing about something. Rong Huai looked over from the window and sighed twice: "What's the matter with the mountain gate......

The carriage came to a halt and was blocked by a large crowd. Rong Huai said: "I'll get out of the car and take a look, don't worry." ”

I got up and wanted to walk out with him. Zi was surprised: "Master, what are you going to do?" ”

"After sitting in the carriage for a long time, you can walk back to Rongkue Pavilion from the mountain gate."

"Oh......"

Following Rong Huai to approach the group of people, two of the disciples saw us inadvertently, and hurriedly clasped their fists and bowed: "Rong Huaizun, Nanyang Zun, you are back." ”

When the other disciples heard their words, they hurriedly turned their heads to look at us, and also respectfully clasped their fists: "Meet the two Venerables." ”

Rong Huaiyan asked: "Why don't you guard the mountain gate well, what kind of system will you gather into a pile?" What happened? ”

A disciple replied: "Returning to the Venerable, there is a villager in the mountains and wilderness here, who has to enter the north with a cow, and the northern punishment is not allowed to enter and exit at will except for the disciples of this sect, so we will ......."

I looked into the crowd, and sure enough, there was a rough-looking middle-aged man pulling a cow and interrupting the disciple in a dialect: "Don't be unreasonable to Lao Tzu, this cow is obviously what your people asked me to bring over, and I came all the way from the Central Plains, just a damn broken cow, if it weren't for the sake of the silver, I would have brought it to you!" Okay, when you get to the gate, you don't let me in, and you don't accept it, why don't you ask Lao Tzu to take it back again! ”

"Nonsense! Our northern punishment is a cult land, how can we ask you for a cow! The disciple shouted.

"Hugh is rude." Rong Huai lowered his voice and looked at the disciple, then softened his voice and said to the old man, "Who asked you to bring it here?" ”

"A young female doll!" The old man replied angrily.

I pursed my lips, paused, and asked him, "This cow ...... Can you milk a cow? ”

"No nonsense! Why don't I squeeze a bucket for you now? ”

"Senior brother," I looked at the cow and said in a deep voice, "this is my cow, I'll take it back." ”

"Nanyang?" Rong Huai raised his eyebrows in surprise.

I didn't say anything, but stepped forward, pulled the rope of the bull, and led it slowly out of the crowd. Many of the disciples behind me were speechless, just stunned as they watched me leave.

"And disperse, guard the mountain gate, and don't slack off." Rong Huai commanded them.

Rong Huai didn't follow, he went back to the carriage, I don't know what the others said, and the carriage quickly drove past me. I was left alone with a cow on the way back to Rongkuge.

I stopped and looked closely at the cow, which looked back at me with wide eyes. My eyes searched for it carefully, looking for any letters or anything like that in its lasso or ornament, but there was none. It's just such a cow and nothing else.

I touched its horns, my eyes were sour, and I looked down and rubbed my eyes.

I muttered to myself, "You're really lying to me." Little bunny. ”

The cow snorted, mooed, and gently arched my arm with its horns.

"You liar." I continued to look at the cow and muttered to myself, "Nasty ghost." ”

"You've definitely been kicked in the head by the cow," my throat was sour, "or you've been kicked by a donkey, you little bunny." ”

The cow mooed again, lowered its head and put its head against my arm.

I felt tears running down the corners of my eyes and quickly sliding down the side of my face, and I couldn't help but cover my mouth and cry in a low voice: "...... But I miss you so much, little bunny, I really miss you, I miss you so much......"

"I'm going to die, why can't you stay with me, you really don't like me anymore, you really don't want me anymore. I will never forgive you, Qinghuan, I will not forgive you until I die......"

I buried my face in the palm of my hand and cried uncontrollably.