On the table, two plates of green vegetables, two bowls of rice, and two pairs of chopsticks are neatly arranged.

Yang Guo licked his mouth, picked up the chopsticks and put them down, looked at Long aggrieved and said: "Brother Long, we eat too lightly, you see this green is green, white is white, my mouth should fade out of the bird." ”

Long said lightly: "Come on, don't swear." The tone was gentle, but there was a kind of majesty contained in it, so that Yang Guo had to listen.

Yang Guo realized that he was a little forgetful, revealed his stubborn temperament, and said haha: "Brother Long, I was wrong, I won't talk about it in the future, but...•••, can't we really eat meat?" I don't have the strength to eat every day. ”

Long Dao: "Will eating meat give you strength?" It's been 19 years, I've been a vegetarian every day, and I don't feel anything, and I'm not living a good life. ”

Yang Guo said bitterly: "Brother Long, you are used to eating, and I" pointed to his mouth, "I belong to the meatless and unhappy, I can't eat meat if I can't eat meat, Brother Long, I haven't told you, I'm hungry every day, I haven't eaten a day, you can be merciful, let me eat some meat." ”

Long put down his chopsticks and said lightly: "It's my fault that you can't eat enough, I didn't take good care of you, and I failed Grandma Sun's instructions, I'm not good." ”

Yang Guo hurriedly denied it, and said: "No, no, it's me who is not good, Brother Long, I suddenly feel that it is good to be vegetarian, you see, it is light, delicious, and good for the body." I stuffed a large chopstick of green vegetables into my mouth, and deliberately chewed it out, almost choking.

Long patted Yang Guo on the back, took out a handkerchief and wiped the vegetable juice off Yang Guo's mouth, and said, "Guo'er, you are not a child anymore, why are you so dishonest when you eat." ”

Yang Guo deliberately smirked, squeezed his eyebrows, and tilted his face.

Long said with a straight face: "Sit down and eat." ”

Yang Guo was obedient, his back straightened, his eyes were looking ahead, and he ate quietly one bite at a time, never making any sound from beginning to end. After the meal, as usual, Yang Guo cleaned up the table, cleaned the dishes and chopsticks, and cleaned the kitchen, while the dragon stood aside and waited, clean and clean, away from the fireworks in the mortal world.

Yang Guo repeatedly washed his hands, raised them in front of the dragon, and said flatteringly: "Brother Long, look, I'll wash it clean." ”

Long Dao: "The hands are very clean, it's just that, after that, you have to have a face." ”

Yang Guo was used to being sloppy, he didn't want to trouble, and said to Long: "Brother Long, I'll catch sparrows later, running and jumping and tumbling, I will definitely roll all over the soil, I wash my face now, it will still be dirty later, it's better to talk about it before going to bed." Naturally, he grabbed the dragon's hand and walked in the direction of the stone chamber where he practiced.

Long was not disgusted by Yang Guo's closeness, let him lead him, followed Yang Guo behind him and said, "Okay, since you want to practice, let's not go out." ”

The word 'out' slipped into Yang Guo's ears, and Yang Guo stopped and turned to look at the dragon. The ancient tomb was dark, and Yang Guo hadn't fully adapted to it, but he could barely see the appearance of the dragon.

The dragon continued: "I counted the days, today seems to be the fifteenth, and there is a lantern festival at the foot of the mountain. Since you don't want to join in the fun, it's okay not to wash your face, anyway, there are just you and me in the ancient tomb, and I won't dislike you. Alas, why don't you leave? ”

Yang Guo let go of the dragon's hand, tried to open his eyes wide to see the dragon's expression, and asked calmly, "Brother Long, do you want to take me down the mountain?" ”

Long Dao: "Originally, it was..." Before he finished speaking, he was interrupted by Yang Guo's cheers.

In the narrow tomb passage, Yang Guo jumped in front of the dragon, clapping his hands constantly, and said loudly: "I can go out, I can go out!" "The echoes are endless.

The dragon reminded: "Come on, don't go wash your face soon." ”

Yang Guo Zhengse said: "Yes, Brother Long." He ran past the dragon, rushed into the kitchen, grabbed the door frame and said, "Brother Long, you must wait for me, wait for me." ”

Long Dao: "Come on, I'll wait for you at the tomb, remember to change into thick clothes." As he walked out, there was a distant sound of response behind him.

The snow hadn't melted the other day, and it was white everywhere.

The dragon stood at the entrance of the tomb, took a deep breath of cold air, felt the smell of ice and snow, and unconsciously sighed the rush of time and the impermanence of fate.

Nineteen years ago, it was also in such ice and snow that the dragon crossed into this strange world, and changed from a teenager to a weak baby, lying in the snow unable to move. In his infancy, he cried as hard as he could in order not to freeze to death, and was fortunately rescued back to the ancient tomb, and since then he has played the role of "Little Dragon Girl".

For many years, Long has been thinking about why he came here, but he has never found a clear answer, but vaguely believes that the reason for his crossing is inseparable from the poem "Yanqiu Ci" and the poetry appreciation class that made his heart ache and cry. However, as he went through the episodes he had read in the books, especially after Yang came to him, Long had completely given up on going outside to seek karma, not because he didn't want to.

Long once tried to change the so-called plot and test the operation of this world, but the results all ended in failure, the master died because of Ouyang Feng, and Grandma Sun died for Yang Guo, although the process in the middle changed slightly, but the result was the same, step by step on the road that should have been taken.

Dragons are afraid of the inevitability of the plot.

He walked into the snow, deep in white, looking up at the gray sky, only to feel that the road ahead was bleak.

The snow is falling again, and I don't know how many times it will be this year.

Vast snowflakes fell from the sky, like rootless white wanderers, fluttering and fluttering in the wind, whirling past the dragon and finally falling to the ground, unable to tell whether it was today's snow or yesterday's or the day before.

The dragon suddenly felt a difference in his internal strength, his heart tingled, he frowned slightly, his palms were covered in front of his chest, he leaned over slightly, his long hair fell from the side of his ears and shoulders, hanging down on the side of his face, and his hair swayed gently with the wind.

"Brother Long, what's wrong with you!"

Yang Guo's anxious voice came from the exit of the ancient tomb, and the footsteps of "creaking" and "creaking" were getting closer and closer.

Yang came over to his side.

The dragon raised his head, smiled lightly, and said to Yang Ai: "Guo'er, you see, this is the harm of our ancient tomb martial arts, as long as there are seven emotions and six desires in your heart, no matter which one it is, you will be injured at least and you will be killed at worst, so ah, you have to control your temperament well, don't be like me and get sick early, do you know." After a pause, he said: "Come on, your foundation is still weak, it's not too late to turn back, don't learn, I'll find you a good sect, a good master, and leave the ancient tomb." You are talented and intelligent, and you are a good material for martial arts, as long as you work hard, you will not be bad anywhere, don't harm yourself. ”

Yang Guo hugged the dragon's arm, supported the person, and said firmly: "No, I want you to be my master, others, even if he is the first in the world, I am not rare, Brother Long, I would rather practice and die than leave you." ”

Long Dao: "Guo'er, why are you suffering? ”

Yang Guo looked at the dragon, Lingxiu's eyes were full of stubbornness and stubbornness, and said softly: "I want you to be my master, I want you to be my master, I want you to be my master..." Tears poured out from the corners of his eyes, but he didn't dare to cry out loud for fear of affecting the dragon's emotions, and held all his voice in his throat.

Long sighed, stretched out his palm to wipe away Yang Guo's tears, and said, "Guo'er, don't cry, it's me who is not good, I make you sad, I won't let you go, and you will be your master, okay?" ”

Yang Guo said in a hoarse voice: "Really? ”

The dragon nodded, took Yang Guo into his arms, patted him on the back, and said, "Really, I will never lie to you." Come on, don't cry, you promised me to be a hero, a manly man can't cry at every turn. ”

Yang Guo said in a sullen voice: "I believe you, Brother Long, don't drive me away." ”

Long Dao: "Okay, I won't drive you away." ”

Yang Guo was not at ease, and demanded: "Brother Long, you have to promise me that you will never drive me away." ”

The dragon hesitated for a moment, and promised: "Okay, I promise you, I will never drive you away, come on, get up, while it's not dark, let's go down the mountain." ”

Yang Guo stood up, helped the dragon, sniffled, and said, "Brother Long, don't go today, go back to the tomb to rest." ”

Long Dao: "It's okay, my injury has been since I was fifteen years old, it's not serious, it's going to get better soon, let's walk slowly." "Lead Yang Guo down the mountain.

Yang Guo held the dragon's hand tightly, peeking at the dragon's face from time to time. The dragon was still so cold, his face was bloodless, and as usual, he couldn't see that it was good or bad.

The dragon reminded: "Pass by, watch the road." ”

Yang said: "Got it." After taking a few steps intently, he peeked again.

Long Dao: "Come on, have something to say." ”

Yang Guo scratched his head and asked, "Brother Long, do you have any silver on you?" When you get to the bottom of the mountain, you have to spend money on everything. "Didn't open his mouth to ask the real question - why did the dragon relapse.

Long Dao: "Of course I brought it, otherwise, how can I buy you meat to eat." ”

Yang Guo was curious and asked, "Brother Long, where did you get the silver?" ”

Long Dao: "Guo'er, don't you know, although the name of our tomb of the living dead is a tomb, it is actually a warehouse built by Wang Chongyang to fight against the Jin soldiers, there are very valuable things in it, and I just picked one out and sold it, and the silver in exchange is enough for us to use for many years, so don't worry about the silver, we have a lot." ”

Yang Guo followed the dragon's words and asked, no longer thinking about asking why Long's old illness occurred, Long answered Yang Guo's question, and didn't say a word about why he was emotionally out of control.

For more than half a year, this is the first time that Yang Guo has gone down to Nanshan, even if the stalls on the street have not been fully placed, he feels very lively, looking left and right, when he does not stop, he just keeps holding the dragon's hand and takes the initiative to put himself within the control of the dragon.

Long Dao: "Come on, let's go eat first, and then come out after dark." ”

Yang Guo looked aside, nodded again and again, and asked, "Brother Long, shall we go back to the ancient tomb tonight?" ”

It is the Lantern Festival, the lantern market will disperse after the middle of the night, the road is slippery at night, it is very unsafe to go up the mountain in the dark, if you encounter a beast in the forest, I am afraid you can't get out of the whole body.

Long had already thought of the arrangement, and said to Yang: "Let's stay at the guest house today, and we'll go back tomorrow at dawn." ”

Yang Guo cheered, dragged the dragon to a clay figure stall, and watched with interest as the old man pinched out a red-faced Guan Yu a few times.

The dragon asked, "Do you want it?" ”