Jingshan saw that the situation was not good, he flew down at the moment, his clothes were fluttering, and the monk's robe kept flying in the air, and reached out to catch her at the moment before Mu Xuanwei was about to fall to the ground, Mu Xuanwei couldn't help but be stunned when he saw Jingshan in front of him.

Jingshan's feet landed gently, Mu Xuanwei felt that everything around her was still, she slowly opened her eyes, and a beam of bright sunlight shone into Mu Xuanwei's eyes, and that strong feeling made Mu Xuanwei unable to see the face of the person in front of her for a while.

The feeling turned out to be somewhat familiar.

"It's time to come down." Pure goodness.

"Hmm." Mu Xuan looked at Jingshan in a little stunned, and then quickly stood on the ground, a little afraid to look at Jingshan's face.

She whispered, "Little bald donkey, didn't you say that men and women can't kiss each other? ”

"If I don't catch you, you're going to die, save someone's life, and win the seventh-level floating slaughter." Jingshan said slowly.

"Oh......" Mu Xuanwei didn't speak again.

Jingshan continued: "The rice is going to be cold, go back to eat." ”

"Okay." Mu Xuan replied slightly.

After a stormy fight, everything finally calmed down, and the ginkgo leaves continued to float, intermittently and drippingly, like a golden rain.

Jingshan walked forward slowly, Mu Xuanwei jumped behind her, she jumped like a little rabbit, but no matter what, she just followed Jingshan and didn't take a step forward.

Back at the dinner table, Mu Xuanwei ate the dishes on the plate, asked Jingshan beside him, and said, "Today's dish is delicious, don't you want to eat one?" ”

Jingshan shook his head and said, "Don't eat it, put the oil, put the salt, I don't eat it." ”

Mu Xuanwei understood the meaning of Jingshan's words, and said with a smile: "That means that you put salt and oil in this dish for me?" Because I want to eat it, so you put it away? ”

"Hmm." Jingshan answered softly and continued to eat the rice in the bowl.

Mu Xuanwei didn't know why, and suddenly felt happy in his heart.

In the days to come, Jingshan will continue to cook and cook for Mu Xuanwei to eat, although it is the same small green vegetables and the same rice, but Mu Xuanwei eats very happily.

On a sunny day, Jingshan was sitting at the stone table in front of the house, holding a brush to write the scriptures one by one, Mu Xuanwei had nothing to do, and would always sit next to Jingshan, holding his head with one hand and watching him write the scriptures.

He writes very seriously, as if everything around him has nothing to do with him.

Mu Xuanwei just sat quietly, looking at his long eyelashes lowered, the sun shining on his cheeks like gold, as if covered with a golden veil.

In autumn, the osmanthus blossoms, bursts of fragrance waft in, like fragrant honey, and the hearts of the people who blow them also begin to sweeten.

At this time in the past, Mu Xuanwei's mother would make osmanthus cakes for her to eat, and the sweet and soft pastries were eaten in her mouth, and her mouth was full of sweet fragrance, as if she had eaten all the sweetness into her body.

It is a little sweetness in life, and life is more of a lot of bitterness.

It was like seeing a bright color in the dark river at the end, emitting a soft light.

"I really want to eat osmanthus cake!" Mu Xuanwei muttered to himself.

Jingshan was still compiling the scriptures, and Mu Xuanwei's words were gently blown away by a sudden gust of wind, with a faint fragrance of osmanthus flowers.

Mu Xuanwei thought that it would be impossible to eat osmanthus cake again in this life, but she didn't expect that at noon two days later, Mu Xuanwei was sitting at the stone table in front of the house in a daze.

She was thinking about where she should go, now that her injuries have healed, people in the rivers and lakes must have thought she was dead when they saw her fall off the cliff, but they never thought that she was living well in the world now, this thatched hut is not a place to stay for a long time, if her identity is discovered, staying for a while will bring a bit of danger to Jingshan.

Just when she was out of her mind, a tempting sweet fragrance drilled into her nose, and the familiar smell unconsciously made her nose sour, and she saw a pair of white and slender hands in front of her with a plate of osmanthus cake in front of her.

I saw a little orange osmanthus on the fine white and soft pastry, which was exactly the same as the plate of osmanthus cake in my memory.

"Eat! I just did it. Jingshan said softly.

"You did it?" Mu Xuanwei looked up at Jingshan and couldn't believe it.

"Hmm." Jingshan hummed softly.

"Thank you." Mu Xuanwei thanked her softly, then stretched out her hand and picked up a piece of osmanthus cake on the white porcelain plate and put it in her mouth to eat.

"Isn't osmanthus cake delicious? Why are you crying? Jingshan sat opposite Mu Xuanwei and asked.

Mu Xuanwei pinched the osmanthus cake with both hands, shook his head, and choked up: "It's delicious, I haven't eaten such a delicious thing for a long time, it's so sweet and fragrant." Mu Xuanwei raised his head to look at Jingshan, smiled and thanked, "Thank you." ”

Jingshan pursed his lips and shook his head, and said with a smile: "It's good if you like it." ”

I thought that such a day would continue to live peacefully, but on that day, Mu Xuanwei wanted to go to the neighboring town to find out about herself, if there was no news of her on the rivers and lakes, she planned to continue to stay in Jingshan.

Because now she has nowhere to go, and that is her only refuge.

She wore a hat and a black veil to cover her face, she walked around the street, and did not hear any people in the rivers and lakes talking about her, and even the original arrest warrant for posting her bounty portrait was torn up.

It seems that the rivers and lakes have forgotten her, she just breathed a sigh of relief, slowly walked to the tea house at the entrance of the street, she just sat down, ordered a pot of Longjing, she just picked up the teacup and took a sip, and heard a few people sitting on the table behind her.

The three people slapped the long sword in their hands on the wooden table, and shouted at Xiao Er: "Xiao Er, bring me a pot of Longjing tea!" ”

One of the three was heard, "Have you heard?" ”

"What?" The other two asked in unison.

"Two days ago, the Qiongya faction was wiped out overnight!" The man said.

The other two were shocked and shouted, "What?!" The Qiongya faction has been wiped out! Why?! ”

The man hurriedly made a silent motion, lowered his voice, and said, "Be quiet!" ”

"What's going on?!" One person asked.

"Do you know who did the destruction of the Eight Great Families half a month ago!"

"Well, isn't that the female devil named Mu Xuanwei?"

"Yes, it's the female devil named Mu Xuanwei, but do you know where the female devil came from?"

"Ahh Is it ......?" asked one of them in a very exaggerated tone.

"Yes, you guessed right, that Mu Xuanwei is from the Qiongya faction."

"But hasn't the Qiongya faction always been a famous and decent martial arts family?"

"But who told his master to have a female devil like Mu Xuanwei! I am afraid that the sect that can teach such a female devil will not be much better! ”

"But back then, the Qiongya faction went down the mountain to defeat the blood demon and pacify the martial arts to save the common people! How could it be ......?" said one person in disbelief.

"But who told that Mu Xuanwei to kill someone? Who called the Qiongya faction to stand up to such a female devil? ”

"Hey!"

Immediately, the three of them continued to drink tea and chatted about other things, and Mu Xuanwei on the side listened to it, his body couldn't help but feel cold, and the teacup in his hand fell on the wooden table with a "clang".

"Guest, what's wrong with you? Are you okay? The shopkeeper in the tea shop asked.

Mu Xuanwei ignored it, picked up the knife on the table in a panic, took out a silver ingot from his waist and put it on the table, and then walked towards his master's door.

On the way, she happened to meet a horseman who was leading a horse, and she casually threw a silver ingot, and rode on her horse and ran towards the Qiongya faction.

While holding the horse leash, she thought: Everything she heard just now was not true, how could the Qiongya faction be wiped out!

She rode a horse for a day and a night, and when she came to the door of the Qiongya faction, the sky was already slightly bright, but there was still a thick ink that could not be driven away.

The original mottled wooden door has been burned black by the fire, and the decayed wooden door is full of patches.

The bad premonition in her heart became stronger and stronger, she stretched out her hand and touched the wooden door lightly, only to hear a "squeak", the wooden door was slowly pushed open, and in front of her was a scene of corpses all over the field, blood all over the ground, and a strong bloody breath filled Mu Xuanwei's nasal cavity.

She hurriedly ran to the group of corpses, squatted down, hugged a person's corpse, and shook and cried: "Senior Sister of the Spirit Realm! Senior Sister of the Spirit Realm, wake up! ”

But the corpse did not react at all, and there was no expression on its pale face.

"Don't! Senior Sister of the Spirit Realm, don't die! Mu Xuan burst into tears.

She ran to the corpse of another person and picked it up, the person in her arms was only ten years old, her little sister, but now she was not breathing!

"Little Frost, Little Frost!" Mu Xuanwei hugged Xiaoshuang's corpse and cried.

However, Xiaoshuang didn't react at all, and now it was just a cold corpse in her arms, stiff, and there was no heartbeat or breathing anymore.

"This is not true! This is not true! Mu Xuan burst into tears.

"Master must not be dead! Her martial arts are so profound, how could she die! After saying that, she stood up in a panic and hurried to find the figure of the master.

As she searched, she shouted, "Master! Master! Where are you? ”

From the inside to the outside, she searched carefully, the more she searched, the more frightened she became, the more panicked she became, she wondered how her master could die so easily?

Memories of the past and Master came to mind one by one.

At that time, Mu Xuanwei had just entered the school, and he was only about seven years old.

"Xuanwei, you can't climb the rockery over there." Master said earnestly.

"But the rockery is fun." Mu Xuanwei climbed on the rockery and said innocently.

"It's dangerous, what if you fall and hurt yourself?" Master said.

"But ....." Mu Xuan muttered slightly.

Mu Xuanwei wanted to say more, but the master was hugged down, and the master touched her head to show comfort, and said, "It's very dangerous, if you fall into a bad place, you will feel sorry for the master." ”

Mu Xuanwei only felt extremely moved, except for his father, no one cared about him like this anymore, but at that time, his father and mother were all dead.

Master treats her like her own daughter, Master is like another mother in the world, even if there is no blood relationship, Master treats her very well.

I still remember one time, Mu Xuanwei had typhoid fever, and she couldn't stop chilling, she wrapped her quilt tightly, trying to make herself warmer, but it was useless.

The master brought her the medicine and fed her spoonful by spoonful, knowing that she was afraid of bitterness, so after she finished taking the medicine, he would take out a few pieces of rock candy for her to eat.

"Eat this sugar, and you won't be bitter." Master patted her on the back and said slowly.

Mu Xuan nodded slightly, looked at the master, and said, "Really? ”

"Really, rock candy is very sweet." Master said.

Then Mu Xuan blinked his eyes slightly, put the rock candy in his hand in his mouth, and took a sip, the bitter taste in his mouth instantly dissipated, and only a sweet taste lingered in his mouth.

"It's so sweet!" Mu Xuanwei smiled and looked at the master.

Master raised his hand and touched her head, saying, "Yes, it will be sweet." ”

After Mu Xuanwei finished taking the medicine, she slept groggily all night, and she slept very unsteadily this night, and had the same nightmare over and over again.

"Daddy, don't die! Don't leave me! Mu Xuanwei cried out.

Her master had heard this kind of whisper many times, and this time she also held Mu Xuanwei in her arms as before, and then patted Mu Xuanwei's back with her hand, and said softly: "Xuanwei, don't be afraid, remember to be brave, all the bitterness will dissipate, and all the sweetness will come." ”

Perhaps it was precisely because of the master that the heart of such a young Mu Xuanwei was planted with more than hatred.

"Master! Master! Mu Xuanwei pushed open the meditation room where the master meditated in the past, she remembered that there was a secret room there, she turned a mechanism on the bookcase with luck, a hidden wooden door appeared in front of Mu Xuanwei, Mu Xuanwei walked into the deep wooden door, it was pitch black inside, she picked up the fire fold and blew it gently, she lit the candle in the room.

A familiar figure in front of him fell in a cloud of blood, which had become thick due to the long time.

"Master! Master! I'm Mu Xuanwei! I am back! Mu Xuanwei held her master's body in her arms and shook it gently.

Mu Xuanwei stretched out her hand to probe her master's snort, but her master no longer had any breath, like a stone statue, under Mu Xuan's slight shaking, a letter fell out of her master's arms.

When Mu Xuanwei saw the letter, he saw that it was stained with blood, as if it had been stained through.

Mu Xuanwei slowly placed her master's body on the ground, opened the letter, she slowly pulled out the letterhead, opened the paper, and saw that the letterhead was full of words written in blood.

When I saw her master's fingertips, I could think that these words on the letter paper were written in her blood.

Maybe it was because she knew that her life was short, but she still wanted to tell Mu Xuanwei what she said, so when she was dying, she used her own blood to write those words on the paper.

Mu Xuan slowly opened the letter, only to see that the words on the letter were messily written......

Xuanwei

See the words like faces......