"The story must not be over yet," the storyteller looked at him with a smile, "we are both soaked, so we might as well go to the humble house to take shelter from the rain and continue to tell the story."

He nodded, "It's so gracious, but since Mr. is here, how can I refuse it?"

The two went to the storyteller's house together, changed their clothes, and sat down in the hall again, talking by candlelight

"Is Chen Xiao dead?" the storyteller asked, but before he received an answer, he said to himself, "Surely he is not dead, you can continue to tell me."

"Well, he's not dead," he nodded

Chen Xiao thought he was dead, but for some reason, one day he had a dream, he dreamed of a person with his back to him

He stepped forward to take a look at the man's face, but the man instantly moved a few steps forward, "You don't need to see my face clearly."

"Who are you?" Chen Xiao asked cautiously, "Could it be that you are a ghost in the underworld?"

"I am the Qing Emperor, entrusted by Xiao Qionghua to wake you up," the man said

"Xiao Qionghua, you mean trace" Chen Xiao suddenly widened his eyes and looked at him, "Trace, she is still alive"

"Trace Yin is dead, Qionghua is also dead, but the little Qionghua demon is still alive, now she is no longer a demon, ten years later, you will meet her again in Yangzhou," said Emperor Qing, his figure became more and more blurred, and disappeared from his dream

"Don't go," Chen Xiao called out to wake up, and before he could open his eyes, his nose was filled with a smell of rot

When he opened his eyes, he saw that he was on top of a barren mountain, and next to it was a huge pit, which was full of white bones, and there were old blood stains on the white bones

He couldn't stay in this disgusting place for a moment, so he quickly found the clear stream under the mountain, washed off the stench on his body, washed and dried his clothes, and went out of the deep mountain after putting them on

At that time, everyone was wearing a round neck, and the right robe and bun style were also different from the previous time, and when I inquired about it, I found out that it was now the ninth year of Hongwu, and I had been asleep for nearly two hundred years, and it had been decades since the Yuan people were expelled

The thought of "I want to practice martial arts" has always existed in his mind, and he can find a trace of it in the future to protect her

He heard that Kongtong's swordsmanship was like a god, so he rushed to Kongtong day and night, and knelt outside the door all night

"My Kongtong faction has never accepted foreign disciples, you better please go back," he waited early the next morning, still refusing to accept the people inside, and he didn't even open the door

"I want to practice martial arts, not to threaten to be for the common people in the world, let alone to enter the court, just to have the ability to protect myself in the troubled world," Chen Xiao knelt in front of the door and begged

"Squeak" The door opened, and the man threw out a burden and a sword, "Well, this is what the master has ordered, I handed it to you, and leave immediately."

Chen Xiao opened the baggage, which contained dry food and water, as well as a sword book, he kowtowed happily, and his excitement was overflowing, "Thank you, Master"

"Don't hurry down the mountain, after Mo claims to be a disciple of Kongtong, we don't want to have anything to do with this world anymore," the man stopped Chen Xiao and instructed, and then closed the door again, and then a voice came from the door, "Remember"

He found a cave in the grove on Kongtong Mountain, lived in it, and practiced swords on the mountain every day

He opened the title page of the sword book, and there was a big word "Qin" written on it.

Scholars have to go through ten years of hard study, and those who practice martial arts must also need to practice hard every day to achieve a martial arts, since they promised not to be a hero, they will calm down and practice for decades, anyway, the Qingdi also said that he will meet the traces again after ten years

Ten years of wind, frost, rain and dew, ten years of hard work day and night, he has practiced a hand of swordsmanship, and he has also developed a calm character

He returned to Yangzhou and returned to the old Qionghua Temple, which had been restored to its old appearance, and another flower was reopened there, which was similar to Qionghua but not Qionghua

He walked down the street in a distracted manner and saw a pavilion on the side of the road, called "Louwailou"

"Outside the mountain, outside the green mountain, outside the building, outside the building, when will the West Lake sing and dance", he recited in his mouth, it was the poetry of the predecessor Lin Sheng, and now in the peaceful era, there are few people who can still understand the situation at the end of the Song Dynasty at that time

"The name is not bad, go in and sit down," Chen Xiao thought, there is still some silver in the burden given by the master, it is better to spend it here

As soon as he walked into the outer building of this building, Chen Xiao heard a woman's voice, and the voice was so familiar

He looked closely, and there was a girl on the balcony, a girl in a white gauze skirt, singing and dancing

"Who is that girl," Chen Xiao asked the person next to him, he looked at this girl, her face was delicate and her temperament was refined, and her appearance was really similar to Qiyin

"That girl, but the girl in the outer building of this building is named Zhang Lianhuo," the person next to him looked at him in surprise, "Little brother, you are a native of Yangzhou."

Chen Xiao smiled a little embarrassedly, "Uh...... It's true that I'm not from Yangzhou."

"Then it's not strange, it's not that I'm exaggerating, there is no one in Yangzhou City who doesn't know her," the man said, and then turned around and continued to watch the performance of Lotus Fire

"Zhang Lianhuo" Chen Xiao frowned slightly, "Will she be a trace?"

I vaguely remember that on the first night of resting in Qionghuaguan, I heard this song sung by Trace Yin in the middle of a dream

He came to the backstage and waited for the arrival of the lotus fire, and after a while, he saw the lotus fire like an immortal appear in front of his eyes

"Childe, who are you," Lianhuo was obviously taken aback, when was there an extra person here

"Lianhuo girl's surname is Chen, her single name is a little word, and she really shouldn't meet the girl abruptly today, if you are disturbed, please bear with me," Chen Xiaowen said crepe

Lianhuo saw that the life in front of him was also handsome, but he was so bookish when he spoke, and he couldn't help but feel a little moved

"Girl, there is a reluctant request below, can you stretch out both of your hands," Chen Xiao said

He meant to look at her finger to see if there was really something on it that looked like a jade ring in the book

Lotus Huo didn't know why, but still as he said, he stretched out two hands, and those two delicate hands made people can't help but want to caress them

He gazed at each of her jade fingers, on the middle finger of her left hand, he saw a raised shape, and asked, "What is this?"

Lianhuo shook his head, "I don't know, my aunt told me, this is something I've had since I was a child"

The expression on Chen Xiao's face suddenly became complicated, and he wanted to open his mouth, but he didn't know what to say, but he kept quietly looking at the lotus fire with tears in his eyes