The moonlight is so gentle, scattering a river of silver light, and the sparkling river surface is shining with a little silver light, as if walking in the heavenly river.

Si Chen and Feng Yang, in the cool night breeze, chatted happily all night, and before they knew it, the sky was slightly bright, the whiteness gradually deepened, and the red glow slowly rose.

All the worries are gone.

Laughter and laughter on the boat, stirring all the way......

Si Chen and his entourage wandered on the Bailang River for several months, and finally arrived at the Tianxing Mountain Range in Suining Prefecture.

The South Pavilion that is praised by the world is built in Taixing Mountain of the Tianxing Mountains.

The distant mountains are vaguely scattered and white, and the sea of clouds is endless.

Si Chen and Situ Sishi stood side by side, and Si Chen suddenly looked down at Situ Sishi with a quiet smile on his face.

Right now, the light of the end of winter shines through the sparse wood, and under the filtering of the sparse wood, it is irregularly across Situ Sishi's eyebrows, with a shallow smile on her face, Si Chen feels that the surrounding environment is warm!

The two grasses and trees pull silk, and the light rain falls obliquely, as if embroidering the greenery of this mountain forest, and the mountains are silent after all!

In Si Chen's hand, he held a piece of letter paper, and the swarthy ink was cold on the Xuanbai page.

Looking at the dried ink on the letterhead, Si Chen's thoughts couldn't help but drift to the scene where he, Feng Yang, Yu Bo, and Qing Kite ventured out of Youzhou......

At that time, he and Feng Yang conspired to sweep the Dark Clan's Painted Yarn Pavilion and left the Dark Clan by taking advantage of the turbulent sea tides.

In the case that Feng Yang and Qing Kite were extremely tired, only he and Yu Bo were awake, the shadow of the bright moon in the sky was reflected in his starry eyes, Yu Yang saw that he seemed to be a little absent-minded, smiled and touched his head, and asked, "Chen'er, what are you thinking?"

There was a relieved smile on the corner of his mouth, "I'm thinking, I'm finally leaving Youzhou!"

Then, Yu Yang also looked up at the moon and sighed: "The road ahead, I'm afraid it won't be peaceful! In the past, I was too willful, thinking that if I protected you under my wings, you and Fengyang could grow up safely without wind and rain......

In Yu Bo's helpless words, he couldn't help but exclaim, "Yu Bo......"

interrupted Yu Bo's words, at that time, he didn't like Yu Bo to talk to him so apologetically, such an old man made him very distressed.

Whenever Yu Bo is in his heart, Yu Bo will always be loving, and he remembers saying to Yu Bo: "Yu Bo, you are the best person I have ever met, don't apologize to me." ”

Then, Yu Bo put his hand on his shoulder with relief, the slight force on his hand made him feel at ease, he couldn't help but laugh happily, Yu Bo's emotions seemed to be infected by his smile, and in his bright laughter, he also smiled slightly.

After a burst of laughter, Yu Bo said: "Chen'er, you and Feng Yang have grown up......!

Before Yu Bo's words were finished, he asked anxiously, "Yu Bo, are you leaving?"

He and Yu Bo glanced at each other, he saw the firmness in the old man's eyes, he couldn't help but be a little confused at that time, he asked, "Yu Bo, where are you going?"

Growing up is a painful thing, and he understands that always living under the care of his elders will never get real growth.

However, he was reluctant, reluctant to this old man who had accompanied him for countless springs and autumns, and he was worried, worried that the old man who was alone would not be able to take good care of himself in the future in the open air......

Yu Bo patted the young man's back and smiled loudly, "I've worked hard for you for so many years, of course I'm going to go for a trip to the mountains and rivers, and when you enter the South Pavilion, I will go to visit you!"

In fact, at that time, he didn't believe the old man's perfunctory words, he stared at the old man intently, and did not hide the dissatisfaction on his face. He hates the way the old man refuses to talk to him about anything, silently clears the obstacles for him, and silently gives everything for him.

In fact, at that time, he was very scared in his heart, he was afraid that the old man would do risky things, and he didn't want to say goodbye forever.

Yu Bo seemed to know that his nonsense couldn't deceive him, shook his head and sighed: "Sometimes, I wish you could be stupid, but you always act very smart, and many times I want to break my head before I can think of a countermeasure to deal with your cleverness!"

In the cool night breeze, he was amused by Yu Bo, but he quickly recovered his serious expression and said seriously: "Yu Bo, don't divert the topic!"

Yu Bo hesitated for a moment, and then Yu Bo asked curiously: "Chen'er, has anyone said that you are very boring......

At that time, he glared at Yu Yang with some annoyance, and said word by word: "No, to, fork, open, talk, question!"

Yu Bo shook his head, scratched his head, and said helplessly: "You and Feng Yang have grown up! I left you, firstly, to temper your will, and secondly, to find my long-lost brother. ”

Looking at his puzzled eyes, Yu Bo continued: "Since your mother's death, except for the third brother and the ninth brother, the whereabouts of the 'Chenlong Nine Dragons' are unknown. The storm in Kyushu is coming, and I, as the big brother, have time to gather them. ”

He asked suspiciously, "Uncle Yu, ...... the third uncle and the ninth uncle?"

"My unserious third brother now lives in the outer courtyard of the South Pavilion, his name is Shen Sihai, don't look at him as 'deep as the sea', in fact, there is no city government at all, it is not worry-free at all, and the ability to do nonsense is a fight with the old man of Zhou Yan in the South Pavilion!"

He was amused by Yu Bo's witty words, and Yu Bo added: "My ninth brother is the chief manager of Chenlong Restaurant, your uncle!"

......

Si Chen looked at the letter in his hand again, the ink on it was written by Yu Yang, and this letter was to be handed over to his third uncle, whom he had never met!

Si Chen remembered that night, Yu Yang wrote this letter while chatting with him about the glorious past of "Chenlong Kowloon".

The content of the letter is very concise, on the one hand, it is to care about Shen Sihai's recent condition, and on the other hand, it is to let Shen Sihai take good care of him and Feng Yang......

Situ Sishi carefully identified the direction, in this silent mountain forest, they had been walking for several days, and they had not found a way out!

The beaver waved his beautiful blue wings, and had been surveying the terrain and the shape of the mountains and forests for them.

However, the beavers' judgment did not seem to be of any real help, and they remained trapped in the forest......

Suddenly, Situ Sishi said in surprise: "Si Chen! look......

Si Chen looked in the direction of Situ Sishi's finger, looked at Situ Sishi puzzled, and asked, "Situ, what do you see?"

Situ Sishi smiled helplessly, and the beaver leaned over and flew to Situ Sishi's side, saying, "Perhaps, Situ has found a way out!"

Qin Xuan and Feng Yang were fighting along the way, and when they heard Situ Sishi talking, they immediately became quiet!

Qin Xuan looked at Situ Sishi and asked curiously, "Sister Sisi, have you found a way out?"

Situ Sishi shook her head a little unconvinced, and then said, "Maybe I found it!"

Si Chen looked at Situ Sishi and groaned, and then heard Situ Sishi say, "Have any of you heard the story of 'Returning to the Pavilion without Surprise'?"

Si Chen and Feng Yang shook their heads, indicating that they didn't know.

Qin Xuan hesitated for a moment, and then said uncertainly: "It seems that I have heard something, but I don't know it very well. ”

The beaver slowly spread out a meadow, took out a pot of wine from his bag, and set up a table, which should have been buried for a long time.

Between heaven and earth, the fog is not heavy, but it floats in it according to the rare mist, and the distant mountains are in it, but it seems to be a little shadowy, and there is a wonderful style.

Si Chen silently felt the quiet atmosphere in the mountains and forests, and couldn't help but feel a lot of emotion!

Si Chen deeply felt that "winter goes to spring", this is really an all-encompassing and symbolic word. It is not only the melting of ice and snow in thousands of worlds, the growth of grass and the flight of warblers, but also a new day, a new year, a new chapter and a new hope in life.

Spring is late, and the trees are blooming. Cang Geng, picking Su Qiqi. Before the early spring, Si Chen seemed to be able to imagine the lush grass here in the future, and the harmonious noisy scene of many birdsongs.

Si Chen and Situ Sishi slowly sat down on the meadow, Qin Xuan and Feng Yang looked at the distant mountains, and then sat down on the meadow of the beaver shop.

Now, it is the end of winter in Suining Prefecture, the weather is still slightly cool, and the moisture of the soil penetrates the meadow and disperses outward. It can't help but feel a little clammy and cold.

The beaver gently shook off the bottom of the pot old mud, when opened, the jar of wine still has the residual fragrance of the original sealing of the altar, since the disappearance of the royal pen, the beaver will bury a jar of peach blossom wine every year, before the non-li did not come to the royal spirit clan, every year the royal xin and the beaver will bury a jar of peach blossom wine, and in the days when the moon is the fullest in the following years, they will taste wine together!

The beaver slowly poured the peach blossom wine into a blue-brown porcelain bowl, which was a clear bud color and a rich fragrance.

When he was slightly drunk, he was in a trance for a moment, and the beaver couldn't help but think that he didn't seem to have drunk peach blossom wine with Yuxin for many years!

No, he really hadn't drunk with Yuxin in years!

The beaver smiled helplessly, and then looked at his immature face with a look of expectation, and the beaver couldn't help but be a little stunned.

Qin Xuan pointed to the peach blossom wine in the beaver's hand.

In the melancholy eyes of the beaver, there was suddenly some different brilliance, and then he poured peach blossom wine for Si Chen, Situ Sishi, Qin Xuan, and Fengyang......

Everyone smashed and drank a few sips of wine, and the chill on their bodies dissipated a little.

The beaver remembered that Situ Sishi had just known the mountain, and in his melancholy expression, he looked a little dignified, and the beaver raised his chin slightly, and the direction his chin pointed in was the direction that Situ Sishi had just pointed to.