Keep each other for a long time, to the white head.

Heavenly pools, waterfalls, snow sculptures, forest seas and other peculiar and exquisite, gathered in one place.

North Swallow, Baektu Mountain.

*

Baishan Town, a remote place, is sparsely populated. Originally, it was a very ordinary town. However, in recent years, the number of people who have come and gone has gradually begun to increase.

The real reason is that many years ago, there was a strange person living on the top of Baitou Mountain, who was not only very extraordinary in writing, but also in martial arts. Therefore, it has attracted countless people to come here and want to recruit him. But no matter how extraordinary the identity of the person who came, he seemed to be unmoved. Still withstanding the blizzard and wind cold, he continues to live on the top of the mountain.

Even so, the number of people who came did not decrease in the slightest, and as his fame grew, more and more people came.

Therefore, Baishan Town, which is at the foot of the mountain, also benefited from this and gradually began to liven up.

What's more, his talent was compared with Yu Mubai of the Nanchufu Academy, and it was compiled into a somewhat smooth sentence. But no one could have expected that this somewhat joking sentence would soon be spread by everyone, causing the world to shake.

"Mubai in the south, moonset in the north."

"One of the two can be safe."

*

"Awake?"

The old man's face looked very old, his eyes were a little deep, and he looked at the man lying on the bed in front of him who had just opened his eyes, and spoke.

"Where is this?"

Su Li's head was a little dazed, and his eyes slowly turned, looking at everything around him. Looking at the person in front of him, he asked a little strangely.

He still remembered the encirclement and suppression of the army, and he and Xiaoluo had no choice but to throw their horses into the river. Now it seems that he has clearly been saved. Only, what is this place?

"On board."

The old man said to him with a smile, but the smile on his face was not good.

"On board?"

Su Li frowned slightly, and suddenly seemed to think of something, struggling to get up.

"Don't move."

"You've got wounds all over your body."

"It's not fully recovered."

The old man reached out and pressed his shoulder, preventing him from trying to get up.

"No, Xiyue, Xiaoluo?"

"What about them?"

Su Li endured the pain on his body, and despite the old man's dissuasion, he still struggled to get up.

"They're fine, there's no need to worry."

The old man seemed to know what he was thinking, and said to him lightly.

"But ......"

"Childe."

"Are you finally awake?"

Su Li was about to continue talking, but suddenly heard Xiaoluo's excited voice.

"Xiaoluo?"

Looking at Xiaoluo, Su Li completely put down his heart, it's okay.

"Childe, you've been in a coma for ten days."

"But I'm worried to death."

Xiaoluo sat down at the head of the bed, looking at Su Li, his face was very excited. Some time ago, he was still very worried about Childe, and he didn't know when he would wake up. Now, the stone in his heart can finally be put down.

"Xiaoluo, Xiyue?"

Su Li stretched out his hand and grabbed Xiao Luo's sleeved robe tightly, and asked him. His hands trembled slightly, and it was obvious that he was very nervous.

"I'm sorry, Childe."

"Xiaoluo has taken matters into his own hands and has cremated the county lord."

Xiao Luo said as he got up and went out. It didn't take long for him to return with a golden urn in his arms.

"Childe."

Xiaoluo gently put her on the head of the bed and spoke.

"Hmm."

"Xiaoluo, you're doing a great job."

Su Li stretched out his hand and gently stroked her. In the corners of his eyes, tears were uncontrollable, sliding down one by one.

"Yuzuki, I'm sorry."

Su Li held her tightly in his arms and kept apologizing. On her last journey, he couldn't see her off in person.

He owes her too much.

I'm afraid that I won't be able to repay it in the next life.

*

The sea breeze blew and made his long hair fly.

Su Li stood at the bow of the boat, looking at the deep blue sea that was boundless.

"Uncle, have you ever been in the army before?"

Su Li turned his head and asked him.

After several days of sea sailing, he already knew that the destination of their trip was Beiyan. The old man's surname is Zhao, and he is a maritime merchant who runs ships at sea all the year round, traveling back and forth between Southern Chu and Northern Yan.

"Hey, hey."

"How did you find out?"

The old man's face changed suddenly when he heard this, but he returned to normal in an instant. He was also a little curious, so he opened his mouth to ask.

"Actually, it's not hard to find."

"Although the old man is old, he shows his heroic spirit in every gesture."

"The calluses in the tiger's mouth are also caused by holding a spear all year round."

"What's more, the old man inadvertently has a trace of murderous aura on his body."

When Su Li heard this, he told him one by one. He was originally from the army, and he could deeply feel that the old man had not only served in the army, but also definitely not from an ordinary military camp. He had a feeling that the place where the old man served should not be inferior to the pioneer black battalion.

This murderous aura should have gone through countless battle formations and should have been contaminated with countless souls, so it will still be indelible until now.

"Huh."

"It's all in the past, so don't mention it."

"Or do you talk about you?"

The old man didn't seem to want to dwell on this issue any longer, so he quickly changed the subject.

"Me?"

"Huh."

"Now I am homeless."

"But it's just a lonely ghost."

When Su Li heard this, he said with some self-deprecation. One by one, the people he cared about left him. Everywhere you go, it's a bloody storm. Although the matter of Nanchu had little to do with him, Sun Xiyue's death still made him unable to let go for a long time. That arrow, she blocked to save him, made him feel extremely guilty.

"Kid."

"Everything will pass."

"At least, you're alive."

The old man didn't say anything more, shook his head, and then turned to leave.

The old man looked very strange, and Su Qian faintly guessed that he was not just an ordinary maritime merchant. Otherwise, how can they be saved? How can it pass through the heavy siege and investigation of the Nanchu border? So as to escape, the ship went down the river into the sea? At this moment, the sea is already wide?

Although it was full of questions, the old man deliberately avoided it and did not answer at all, and he was also very helpless.

It seems that the doubts in my heart can only be temporarily left behind.

"yes, I'm still alive."

Su Li's gaze looked into the distance, and the sea was still turbulent.

In his mind, the figure of the teacher's earnest teachings to him, and the figure of his wife taking care of him carefully.

It's like yesterday, and it's vivid.

"It's good in Tian'an."

*

In March, Mt. Paektu is still covered with snow.

Stepping on it, it makes a creaking sound.

At the top of the mountain, a simple wooden house, has been covered in heavy snow.

"Childe."

"Let's go back."

Xiao Luo looked at the figure in front of him and said to him. Childe would stand here every afternoon for a long time, and he had been used to doing so for many years.

At this time, his body was covered in snow, like a real snowman.

"I'll spend a little more time with her."

When Su Li heard this, he shook his head, but he didn't turn around.

In front of him, there was a tomb.

Before the grave, above the tombstone.

"The tomb of the deceased wife Su Sun's sunset."

After a long time, Su Li turned around, stepped on the knee-high snow, and slowly walked towards the wooden house.

His face was wearing half of the mask, and his eyes were a little deep. His sideburns were slightly white.

From afar, he seemed to be really much older.

This year, he is more than twenty-four.

Eight years have passed, and youth is gone.

Today, his name is not Su Li, but Moonset.

"Ten years of life and death,"

"Don't think about it, it's unforgettable."