On the evening of the day he was expelled from Qingxia Gate, Wei Shaoguang walked up the Wuyuan Creek to the back of Qingxia Mountain, and found a wooden house in the place where the mountains were connected and the trees were forested.

The wooden houses are built by the stream and set against the backdrop of the mountains.

There is a very hidden cave in the mountains, the entrance of the cave is hidden by vines, walk in, follow the passage, after about a stick of incense, you can go to the secret room behind Feiyun Waterfall.

This is the meaning of the last sentence of Qing Wenbi.

Since then, Wei Shaoguang has lived in the mountains, and occasionally he can hear the sound of the bell from the mountain in front of him, which is the sound of the morning bell and dusk drum of Qingxiamen.

She wandered outside the Qingxia Gate, shuttled through the dense forest, lingered between the wooden house and the secret room, read all the books in the secret room, practiced the two articles of "Getaway" Kun and Peng, and integrated what Qingwen taught in the past with what she learned now.

It is necessary not only to practice martial arts and light skills, but also to be familiar with the subset of scriptures and history, to know the essays and wild talks, to learn the talent of debate, and to be familiar with the pharmacology and poison scriptures and gossip organs.

In her unremitting efforts, the spring passed, the blazing summer passed, the bleak autumn passed, and the cold and lonely winter finally passed slowly, and it was another year of spring when the flowers bloomed.

Put down the last book in his hand, put down the brush that had finished writing the last word, put away the sword momentum crossed by the Peifeng Sword, stopped the pace of flowing clouds, shook the light and took his things, and finally went to the secret room.

On the stone table in the secret room was a square tray made of bamboo, which contained several things: a hosta, a comb, and a set of red clothes.

Shake the light and walk over and pick up the hosta.

The hosta is a white jade plum hairpin, with five-petal flowers connected with fine tassels, and the style is exquisite and elegant.

The wooden comb is made of agarwood and is finely engraved with plum blossom patterns, which is beautiful and simple.

Shaking Light finally picked up the red shirt.

It was a beautiful women's dress.

The smoky red tunic is made of fine cloud brocade satin, and the collar and cuffs are embroidered with white thread of five-petal plum blossoms, which looks very elegant.

The middle garment is a scarlet brocade, without any ornamentation,

There is also a wide smoky red belt with a red headband.

Shake Light hadn't smiled for a long time, looking at such a gorgeous red, Shake Light was finally able to show a smile.

She once asked Qing Wenbi: Master, what kind of clothes do you think women wear best?

Her master replied to her, "The red clothes are the best, and when you are ready, I will make a set for the teacher and give it to you, and then you will wear the clothes made for the teacher, and draw a picture for the teacher to collect for you forever."

Hot tears slid down his face and fell onto his shabby clothes.

Shake the light walked out of the secret room, walked through the long passage, stood behind the Feiyun Waterfall, and looked at the Qingxia Gate on the cliff through the flowing waterfall.

The moonlight is full when they meet, and the night hurts when they are separated.

The sound of the water in Feiyun Waterfall is endless, the lights on the cliff are alienated, the green bamboo becomes the sea, the pieces of fragrant flowers, the night under the cliff is thick, the silence is like sinking water, and the curved water does not flow deep.

She stood at the back of the waterfall and burst into tears.

The night was deep, and on moonless nights, the stars filled the night sky.

On such a night, Wei Shaoguang left Qingxia Mountain, where she had lived for fifteen years, and embarked on a new journey.

The morning sun came to the east of the sky, and soon after, a fiery red sun leaped out of the sea of clouds, and the golden light sprinkled the earth, and the leaves were clothed in golden clothing, and they were instantly beautiful.

Qing Wenbi stood in the wooden house, watching the people go to the empty house, and then went to the secret room, leaving a piece of paper on the stone table.

Walking over, picking up the paper, the familiar font comes into view:

There is a kind of mint and impatiens under the mountain, and when it is early summer, it is picked and crushed, and the hemp leaves are covered in the nail, and it can fade gray.

This is the earthwork she once said, but I didn't expect that at such a time, she could still remember it.

Qingwen tightened the paper, then sealed the secret room and the wooden house, and left with his sleeves brushed away.

Let these traces disappear, and when we say goodbye, I hope that there will be a tombstone, he is inside and she is outside.

The Wuyuan Creek kept running forward day and night, and finally the stream merged into a big river, and flowed into the river and into the sea.

Just like the life after the light, the farther and farther you go, the more firm your mind becomes.

With her departure, some quiet changes have taken place in Qingxia Mountain.

Tao Niang, the owner of Qingpingfang, sold the restaurant to someone else and disappeared, the access control of Qingxia Gate became stricter, the morning bell and dusk drum are still the same, but there is a lack of a lot of joy, and the disciples are loyal to the book and the heart, and they practice all day long.

Xuan Qingyi and Yun Xing went down the mountain a year ago.

However, Yun Xing returned from a serious injury on a warm spring breeze day and brought back a bad news.

Xuan Qingyi died.

The three halls were shocked, and for a while the people in the door were panicked, and the door rules of Qingxiamen became more and more strict, prohibiting the disciples from going down the mountain, standardizing the disciples' work and rest time, and the elders jointly summoned the guards of Qingxiamen, strengthening the defense of Qingxiamen.

Yun Xing never went down the mountain again, and after recovering from his injuries, he became silent, and he kept silent about Xuan Qingyi's death, but practiced and studied harder than before.

For Qingxiamen, the loss of two outstanding disciples at once, and both of them are the first disciples of the three halls, this is undoubtedly frustrating for the people of the sect and gives others a chance to take advantage of it.

The only good thing is probably that the rumors about the so-called "Qingxia out" have decreased rapidly, and everyone will not talk about this matter anymore.

The five countries on this continent seem to have entered an eerie state of calm, which can be called the calm before the storm.

Regardless of these family and state affairs, just talk about Huairou City in Jiangdong County.

The day before the Qingming Festival, there was a Li Mansion in the Hengdi Alley in the southeast of Huairou City, and at the innermost part of the alley, a woman in red with a bamboo flute was ushered in.

White walls and tiles, ink-colored wooden doors, bushes of bamboo planted on both sides, the yard is quite large, there is a front yard and a small garden in the backyard, the Li Mansion is not badly dressed, it looks very bookish.

The wooden door opened, and a man dressed in lake blue clothes walked out, he carefully looked at the bamboo flute in his hand, especially the special text engraved at the end, and finally carefully welcomed her in.

At this point, the true owner of this house has returned.

Shake the light is wearing a red shirt, which is the set given to her by Qingwenbi, her hair is simply combed into a bun, the red hairband is braided in the black hair, only a piece is floating behind her, and the white jade plum hairpin has been inserted in the bun, and the hanging tassels collide in the walk to make a crisp sound.

was respectfully welcomed into the Li Mansion by the housekeeper, and shook the light to casually look at the layout inside.

The courtyard is deep, the green trees and green pools, the pavilions, the champs, the rockeries and strange stones, all of them should have.

It is a typical garden-style courtyard.

Shaoguang nodded with satisfaction, admired the surrounding scenery approvingly, and followed the butler all the way through the winding path to the secluded place, and entered a flower hall.

The butler sat down, waved a servant, and told him to make tea.

After dealing with it, he said to Shaoguang, "Master, you are back, Yongzhi has been waiting for a long time. ”