Descending the Jade Dragon Snow Mountain was much easier than going up the mountain, and after sliding all the way, Murong Jiu and the four of them quickly returned to the cabin, however, the time was already close to dusk. s# visit wèn:.

"Childe, Brother Cheng, boss" Mu Xing in the wooden house saw the four figures from a distance, so he shouted in surprise, and the people quickly swept out like a gust of wind.

When he got closer, he saw that the three of them were safe and sound, and he seemed to realize that there was another person beside him, and he said "Night Pavilion Master" with some embarrassment, and the hasty greeting was not enthusiastic but not too lazy.

For Mu Qing and Mu Xing often excluded him intentionally or unintentionally, Dongfang Yi said that he didn't think so, and he didn't take them to heart himself, he hummed coldly, he didn't even shake his eyelids, and his eyes were always on Murong Jiu.

Regarding Mu Xing's hindsight and Dongfang Yi's coldness, Murong Jiu sighed in his heart, helpless and powerless, and said straightforwardly: "The matter is done, go back to the inn, rest tonight, and set off tomorrow to return to Tancheng." ”

Time passed day by day, whether it was for the patient or the approaching year, she had to deal with the things at hand quickly, and she missed her family for many days

When the words fell, he didn't stop anymore, Murong Jiu took the lead and walked on the way back to the city, Dongfang Yi, Cheng Ziye and Mu Qing followed, while Mu Xing turned back to the wooden house, and when he came out, he carried a burden on his back, and quickly followed Murong Jiu and the others.

Lechuan Forest, the base of the photo studio, and the topmost cave stone house, the old man Tianji and Murong Haoxuan sat opposite each other. Murong Haoxuan was holding a sunspot in his hand, and he was in a hard thought, obviously the chess game was already white-hot, and he was in a dilemma at this time.

"Alas, I lost again." Murong Haoxuan sighed lightly and put the chess pieces in his hand back into the chessboard, although there was frustration on his face, he was more admired.

The old man of Tianji smiled indifferently, raised his hand and slowly put the chess pieces on the chessboard back into the chessboard, and said: "After staying in this mountain for four years, I have thought of going out to travel." ”

Hearing this, Murong Haoxuan breathed a sigh of relief and said lightly: "Yes, the matter has passed, there was no chance before, and now I have leisure, maybe I should take my inner people around and see the world." ”

What Murong Haoxuan said was nothing more than the fact that he was wrongfully treasoned back then, and the changes in the world made him feel like he was suddenly separated from the world.

"Life is like a dream, and a lifetime is not enough, so you should take a good look at this world, so as not to come to the world in vain." The old man of Tianji still said indifferently, and his ordinary words seemed to have a deep meaning.

Murong Haoxuan stared slightly, and after a little contemplation, he raised a smile and nodded lightly: "The younger generation has been taught, the past is like a cloud, although the younger generation is not as open-minded as the predecessor, but it can also be understood, now the family can share the family and be at ease, there is nothing else to ask for." ”

There are a few people in the world who can see through this Er'er, if they can see through it, I'm afraid they have become immortals.

Murong Haoxuan heard the mystery in the words of the old man Tianji, and he could also understand the truth, and at the same time, he faced himself calmly, although he was clear in his heart, he couldn't completely let go of the knot.

What people are afraid of is not that they can't face it, but that they don't face it. The generation of inner demons is not blindly trapped in the whirlpool created by oneself and cannot get out, and in the end it will fall deeper and deeper, and then force into a dead end, drawing the ground as a prison, and the crazy demon who cannot extricate himself

Seeing Murong Haoxuan's calmness, the old man of Tianji was also happy in his heart, and he was able to face his knot calmly, and sooner or later he would be able to let go.

"Senior, Xianggong, take a break after playing chess, and drink a bowl of lotus seed soup." Mrs. Murong walked slowly into the stone house from the corridor, and saw that the two were packing up the chess pieces, and made a soft sound, picked up the soup cup from the tray in Xiaohe's hand, first put it in front of the old man's table, and then handed the other cup to Murong Haoxuan.

Murong Haoxuan took the soup cup, nodded with a smile, then lifted the lid of the cup, smelled it, praised it for its fragrance, then picked up the soup spoon and scooped a spoonful into his mouth, it was sweet and fragrant, Murong Haoxuan's eyes bent the arc of happiness, and praised: "Well, it's delicious, senior, try it while it's hot, it tastes really good." ”

Seeing Murong Haoxuan's smiling face overflowing with happiness, the old man Tianji nodded slightly with a light smile, and said to Mrs. Murong, "I'm tired."

"Anyway, these are what we should do as juniors." Mrs. Murong said softly, and after changing her breath a little, she said, "Senior, this soup should be drunk while it is hot, it will not be good if it is cold." ”

Regarding Mrs. Murong's words, the old man Tianji just nodded his head in reply, and then lowered his eyes and drank the soup.

Yiqiē seems to be the politeness of some ordinary people, but it is incomparably harmonious, which makes people naturally moved and comfortable, and does not seem cramped by polite words.

"I'll send a cup to Hao'er too." Mrs. Murong pointed to the soup cup in the tray in Xiao He's hand and said, "You use it slowly, soup cup, I'll let Xiao He clean it up in a while." After speaking, Mrs. Murong smiled and gestured slightly, and left the stone room with Xiaohe.

Passing through the long corridor, Mrs. Murong and Xiaohe entered another stone room, when they entered the stone room, they saw a slender and tall figure standing in front of the window, not waiting for her to speak, the other party sensed that someone had entered, turned around in time, and saw that it was her, the corner of her mouth hooked a not very obvious smile, and called: "Mother." ”

"Hao'er, my mother boiled lotus seed soup, come over and drink it while it's hot." After Mrs. Murong smiled and beckoned to Murong Hao, she picked up the soup cup and put it on the table, lifted the lid of the cup, and when Murong Hao approached and sat down, she handed the soup spoon to Murong Hao, and pushed the soup cup in front of Murong Hao.

"Thank you, mother, but don't work so hard in the future, just let the people below do something." Murong Hao said lightly, persuading him, but he also understood in his heart that his mother would not listen to this at all, he had said similar things several times, but every time his good mother always turned around and forgot about it.

"Okay, got it." Mrs. Murong said with a smile, she was moved by Murong Hao's thoughtfulness, but she would not stop doing what she wanted because of his words. Nowadays, her greatest pleasure is to cook occasionally, make some soup for her husband and children, nourish their bodies while watching them eat what she has made. How can you give up your interest because of that little heart

"I don't know when Jiu'er will come back, I'm afraid she hasn't drunk the soup I made in three months." Mrs. Murong said a little melancholy, her eyes were a little distant, with a little longing and worry.

"It's not the first time Jiu'er has gone far away, don't worry." Murong Hao took a sip of soup, and his tone was a little softer.

"Alas" Mrs. Murong sighed deeply, thinking of Murong Jiu, there was a heaviness of guilt in her heart.

A word to readers:

I don't know if it's the network or what's the reason.,Ninety-nine hasn't been able to open the background anyway.,I'm sorry for the belated update to be sent.