Seeing that Autumn Leaves came back, his face was cold, and he said with a smile: "You, you still have to practice for a while." ”

Qiu Ye immediately raised his head, looked at the old face that always had a soft smile, understood, and said ashamedly for a moment: "I'm afraid that I won't be able to cultivate the height of the master in my life." ”

"Hehe, you kid," Ichixiang smiled and shook his head, "let's go, go back before sunset." ”

That night, when he returned to Sunset Temple, Ichiko suddenly felt weak, and Akiba brought him rice soup, but he couldn't drink it.

Lying on the couch, he said in a shy: "Master, I'm afraid it's getting weaker, Autumn Leaves, and this Sunset Temple will be handed over to you to guard in the future......"

Autumn leaves were stunned, and their faces were full of fear: "Master, you ......"

Yixiang held his hand and said tremblingly: "Child, don't be afraid, the Buddha will accompany you, and if I leave, bury me in the back of this temple." There are already several masters buried there. ”

Ichixiang took a few breaths and continued: "Akiba, in this life, what do you care about, what can torture you...... You have to learn to let go and learn not to care. ”

Autumn leaves said sadly: "But I can't let go of the master and apprentice!" I don't want to put it down...... My life can end, but if I can't let go, I can live forever like the poplar tree in the garden. ”

"You kid...... Too-" Before he finished speaking, he closed his eyes.

"Master, master!"

After a burial, Autumn Leaves became more and more silent.

Every day, I continue to carry water from the lake seven miles away, chant sutras, meditate, and turn into fate. Wipe the Buddha statue, chant sutras, and pray for blessings.

There was a small scripture pavilion behind the Buddha statue in the main hall, and after a while, he had already read half of the Buddhist scriptures.

A green lantern and the sound of sand and camel bells from outside accompany the autumn leaves through one bleak night after another.

Under the moon under the Great Compassion Temple~

Murong Peony got up to pack her bags, and Yeyang said, "The girl is leaving?" ”

Murong Peony nodded: "Well, Gao Gongzi has never come, I'm afraid that something will happen to him, I have to go out to find him." ”

Yeyang thought for a while, and said for a while: "Before looking for her, the girl should go home and have a look." ”

Murong Peony said casually: "I want to go back, the entanglement on my body is almost gone, I have to go back and get some." ”

Yeyang looked at her back as she hurried down the mountain: You have to face it sooner or later. Alas, Amitabha.

Murong Peony came to Murong Mansion, but saw that the door was depressed and messy, and the official seal was pasted on the door.

She looked at everything in front of her and was surprised: "This ...... What's going on? ”

Suddenly, a figure ran out from the side: "Oh, Miss, you are back!" ”

Murong Peony looked back: "Steward Wang, what's going on?" ”

Steward Wang whispered: "The young master asked me to guard here, just because I am afraid that you will not find us when you come back one day." ”

Murong Peony hurriedly asked, "Brother, where is it?" ”

Steward Wang lowered his voice and said, "Miss, it's inconvenient to talk here, so let's go with me to see the young master." ”

Steward Wang took Murong Peony for a long time and came to a village and town on the outskirts of the city. Passing through a small alley, the two came to an old house.

The moment she stopped at the door, Murong Peony panicked, she glanced at Steward Wang next to her, Steward Wang didn't say anything, and pushed open the door with a sigh.

At that moment, there were no more many maids surrounding them, and they shouted enthusiastically: "Miss, Miss,"

Murong Peony looked around, in the old and narrow courtyard, there were blacksmiths who were working separately, and they did not stop their work because of the appearance of a Miss Murong.

Murong Peony fell into a burst of desolation, and was generally mentally prepared for what he was going to face next.

After passing through the sound of "ping pong" striking iron one after another, Murong Peony came to the room with Steward Wang.

I saw Murong Xia standing in front of the table, leaning over to look at something.

"Brother......" Murong Peony called cordially.

Murong Xia immediately raised his head, and there was a burst of joy: "Peony, you are finally back!" You're going to kill my brother! ”

Murong Peony was almost crying, and looked around in a panic: "Brother, what's wrong with all this?" Murong Mansion ......"

The head of the Wang Guan family next to him sighed, and couldn't help wiping his tears with his cuffs: "Miss...... Murong Mansion, it's gone! ”

Murong Peony turned her head back, she pulled Murong Xia's arm, and looked at her brother in disbelief with a pair of eyes: "Brother, what you say, what Steward Wang said is true?" ”

Murong Xia looked melancholy, and said in a deep voice: "Little sister, you have also grown up, no matter whether you can bear it or not, there are some things you have to face directly." ”

Seeing his brother's tone, Murong Peony stumbled: "Brother, what happened?" ”

"Not only is Murong Mansion gone, but even my father is gone, and my mother is also sick!" Murong Xia finally couldn't help but sob.

Murong Peony suddenly spread on the ground.

Murong Xia hurriedly supported her: "Peony, calm down, the matter has come to this, as long as you and my brother and sister are well, everything can be done again." ”

"No, brother, how can this be!" Murong Peony was full of tears and wailed hysterically, she couldn't believe all this.

Seeing this, Murong Xia hugged her into his arms: "My good sister, there is an elder brother, and there is a brother." You have to trust your brother and he will take care of you. ”

"Brother—"

Murong Peony let out a long howl.

When the grief was exhausted, Murong Peony said weakly: "Brother, what's going on?" ”

Murong Xia choked up and said: "My father has always planned an uprising and rebellion with Nanrong Chunhua, but as a result, Nanrong Chunhua failed, and my father killed himself on the spot in order not to affect the Murong family......"

When Murong Peony heard this, tears couldn't stop flowing down: "Daddy......"

After her grief, she pondered for a moment, and said with some doubts: "Rebellion? Isn't that the business of the Nine Clans, why are you okay? Haven't you always accompanied your father to do things for the Nanrong Palace? ”

Murong Xia frowned and said, "I'...... I persuaded my father that Nanrong Wangfu was not the emperor's opponent at all, but the persuasion was fruitless, and my father insisted on going his own way, but in order to protect the Murong family and you, I had to secretly take refuge in the emperor......"

Murong Peony looked sad: "Father is always so stubborn. Brother, Peony is so useless, leave you alone to support all this. ”

Murong Xia said: "Fortunately, the emperor promised to leave the lives of the whole house, but confiscated the property. ”

"And here?" Murong Peony asked.

Murong Xia said: "I used to like casting all kinds of weapons, especially swords, but now I didn't expect to use this hobby to support the life of the entire family." ”

Steward Wang said: "Thanks to the young master, the young master has not slept well these days, and he has sent me to stay at the gate of Murong Mansion until you come back." ”