When Nian Tong walked to Zhenyue Palace, it was getting late, and there was no one inside or outside the palace, she knelt down silently, but she didn't understand why the master was like this to herself, but she would rather believe that she still had something unspeakable.

Huashan is most obsessed with the word "Tao", but what is the Tao? She couldn't say it, she thought probably no one would say it. What you think is right, that is, the way in your heart, right?

I don't know how long she knelt down, and she felt a little cold on her face, and she realized that the snow in Huashan was falling again.

The snow, which had been melting for four months, was falling again.

Her favorite snow.

Silent for a long time, the past kept coming back to my mind. In fact, it is not necessarily bad to stay in Huashan, she really shouldn't be so disobedient to Master Yan Yan, she treats herself so well, it's better to ...... Just stay, right?

The wind and snow are getting bigger and bigger, Nian Tong's consciousness is slightly chaotic, but he can hear the footsteps of stepping on the snowflakes on the side, and when he looks back, the man is holding a plain umbrella, his brows are slightly furrowed as before, squatting down, holding the umbrella on her head, and saying in a rare and gentle voice:

"Yan Yan called you back. Don't kneel, she won't be willing to punish you after all. ”

Nian Tong was about to say thank you, but found that he was already too cold to speak, so he only nodded tremblingly.

In the huge hall, the stove was lit in several places, the night was already deep, the candles in the hall were slightly lit, Yan Yan sat above, and Nian Tong knelt below. There was no one around.

"Master, please forgive your sins, Nian Tong knows that he is wrong." After the two were speechless, it was finally the woman below who spoke first.

"What are you guilty of?" Yan Yan shook his head helplessly.

Nian Tong was a little confused, and looked up at Yu Rui. It was a very beautiful woman, and the years had not brought any vicissitudes to her cheeks. Time seems to have stayed in her youth, still bright and beautiful. It's just that I don't know why at this moment, there is more sadness between the eye waves.

"I shouldn't... I want to go down to Huashan. Nian Tong said softly, "Master, the apprentice knows that he is wrong. ”

"It's the master's fault, we shouldn't go our own way and try to change the will of heaven...... But the master still refuses to admit defeat... Nian Tong, if I promise you to go down the mountain at this time, but you have to promise me to do one thing, you... Would you like to? ”

Nian Tong nodded.

Yan Yan sighed: "There is a pavilion in Huashan, called Ziqing Pavilion. A hundred years ago, there was a woman named Ziqing. ”

Nian Tong suddenly mentioned Ziqing for some reason, but nodded: "I've heard some legends about Ziqing... She's not ...... already, though."

"Definitely. The Huashan faction once took in a family, and that family later did a grocery business in Huashan, Ziqing was the daughter of that family, she was innocent and kind, but she was ugly and often bullied. Until one day, a man from Ruoyanmen came to Huashan. ”

"And then?"

"Then, Ziqing died."

"Then the place ...... Is it the Ziqing Pavilion in Huashan now? ”

"Not bad. It's just that Ziqing's unjust soul has always been there, and she has been looking for it... I want to ask the man who smoked the door an answer. ”

Nian Tong pondered for a while: "The master wants me to... Unraveling the mystery of a hundred years ago? ”

"If you uncover the mystery, I will allow you to go down to Huashan, go to Jianshun, and go to the rivers and lakes, how about it?"

"The disciple must do his best to live up to the expectations of the master." Nian Tong was overjoyed.

Yan Yan nodded tiredly and motioned for her to retreat.

Nian Tong saluted, turned around and walked out of the hall, only to find that Yun Weichen was outside the hall. She said hello, but was silent for a moment, except for the sound of snowflakes falling.

"Senior brother, I didn't know that teaching you these spells would have such things, I'm sorry."

Nian Tong hurriedly shook his head: "It has nothing to do with senior brother. It was getting late, so Nian Tong went back first. Senior brother, let's rest early. Nian Tong raised his head, met the man's eyes, blushed, turned around and ran away.

Back in the room, Nian Tong had long since lost his sleepiness, took out a worn-out book from the cabinet, blew the dust on it, and remembered that he had seen a legend about Ziqing in this book, and read it again, which was almost the same as what Yan Yan said. It's just that although the Ziqing Pavilion has also been close, but there is a strong wind there, and she only stayed for a while, and then left in a hurry. As for the mystery... She really didn't have a clue.

There were too many worries, she lay on the bed and began to be in a daze, thinking about it, a little sleepy, and fell asleep with the pillow in her hand.

In the early morning of the next day, Niantong went up the mountain and went to Ziqing Pavilion. Anyway, it's better to observe that place first. The snow was falling heavier and heavier, and the snow was scattered in all directions, and there was no trace of sunlight in sight.

I don't know how long I walked, but I felt that the sound of wind and snow in my ears was even better, endlessly, roaring like a Huashan tiger, Nian Tong vaguely felt that the yin qi around him was also a little heavier.

The remains of some houses appeared in the field of vision, and behind it was a bamboo forest, and the green bamboo had long since turned into Qiongzhi. On the bamboo forest, there is a small pavilion, which is the Ziqing Pavilion.

Nian Tong stopped, not knowing whether to move on. When he hesitated, the wind and snow suddenly became heavier, and before he could react, a black figure suddenly passed by him, standing steadily one meter away from her, with his back to her, his head turned slightly, but he couldn't see his face clearly.