When Lin Xiangwan was nine years old, it was time to learn the scriptures and the four major skills, and she had already experienced a lifetime, she was already very familiar with poetry and calligraphy, and she never dared to forget the qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, so she was very handy in class.

After she poured tea for Su Dui and saluted and left, her mother quietly pulled her aside and told her that Su Du was her father's best friend, and lived in seclusion in the eastern suburbs of Xueji Xishan five years ago.

Hearing this, Lin Xiangwan nodded, and his heart was clear. No wonder Mr. Su Du is a fairy wind and bones, and he has a bit of Tao Yuanming's bearing. She thought that when she slipped out of the incense courtyard last night to take a walk in the back garden, she saw her father drinking with Mr. Su Dui, and her mother was wisely cooking vegetables on the side, and the two talked happily, and there was an atmosphere of reunion after a long absence.

Counting the days, her husband has been teaching her for more than four years, nearly five years, in these five years, Su Du taught her poetry and songs, human feelings, and told her many strange things, she is very grateful in her heart, and in her heart, Su Du has long been half of her father.

June 17, 40th year of Xuancang

In the incense courtyard, in the wooden pavilion, Lin Xiangwan studied poetry and songs with Su Duan as usual, and it has never changed for so many years.

"The breeze shakes the willows, and the light moon hides the plum blossoms. Su Du said, and the pure and elegant voice echoed in the incense courtyard.

"Sir, Xiang is only a shallow learner, but he wants to dare to change his poetic eyes, please correct him. Lin Xiangwan gestured to Mr. Su.

Su Du glanced at her, smiled slightly, and made a gesture of please, he really wanted to see what unique insights Xiang Wan had, after all, this child was too wonderful, he had been familiar with poetry and song after five years of studying under him, and he was also familiar with piano, chess, calligraphy and painting.

Although he was very pleased to announce to the world that his apprentice had achieved above him, Xiang Wan always said with an unfathomable face that people were afraid of being famous and pigs were afraid of being strong, and he really had nothing to say, who made Xiang Wan his own apprentice.

Lin Xiangwan pondered carefully for a moment, and suddenly lifted the purple pen, for a while the thick ink was fragrant, the void spirit was vivid, the font dots were like falling stones, the paintings were like summer clouds, and the unique elegance of women was not lost.

The rice paper and Zihao in front of her collided with the memory of countless times in her previous life in modern times, and she sighed in her heart, how to put down the pen just right has already been practiced countless times in her mind, and the process has not stopped at all.

Su Du watched Lin Xiang write poems smoothly in the evening, and suddenly gave birth to a faint expectation, after all, his precious apprentice has often spoken amazingly and has unique insights since he studied with him, and has given him too many surprises.

"The breeze supports the fine willows, and the light moon loses plum blossoms. Su Du chewed these words repeatedly, "Supporting the fine willows, losing plum blossoms...", suddenly a flash of inspiration, I couldn't help but be stunned. He's confused!

The breeze is coming, but the movement of the fine willows is not obvious, and the willow branches are as soft as a weak woman who can't help the wind needs the support of the maid. How can you use such explicit words as "shake" and "dance"?

Only the word "fu" is just right, and at the same time, it is appropriate with "light" and "fine". And the "hidden" that I originally used in the next sentence is also inappropriate, hiding Baimei, where should Baimei go?

Tranquil moonlit night, the brilliance sprinkled all over the earth, at this time the plum blossoms have been gathered, compared with the clear light, only afraid that it is eclipsed, in this way, the scattered posture of the plum blossoms is to make people feel pity.

"Okay, well, Xiang Wan is really as smart as ever, let me, as a master, bow down. Su Du laughed loudly, sincerely admitting that his skills were not as good as others, and his heart was very happy.

"Master has won the award, and Xiang is only a shallow learner, but it is from the feeling of Master's lyrics. Lin Xiangwan smiled and continued to reply modestly: "Xiang Wan, how can Master be more knowledgeable? Xiang Wannai is a little child, who has the courage to play an axe in front of you, and really does not dare to pretend to be smart. Saying that, Lin Xiangwan winked at Su Dui, making him smile slightly.

Su Du looked at Lin Xiangwan, who was well-read and courteous in front of her, although she was used to it, but at a young age, her mind was so exquisite, her insights were unique, and she was clearly talented in the world, but she was so humble, and she deliberately kept his face, which was really rare.

If Lin Zhi knew that his daughter was so calm and upright, he would probably show off in front of him for a long time.

Although Lin Zhi, a friend for many years, personally found him who had lived in seclusion in the mountains and forests for several years, and wanted to ask him to hand over the four major memories of Xiang Wancai's knowledge and qin, chess, calligraphy and painting, at that time, he just felt that the request of his best friend was really unshirkable, but now it seems that he has found a good apprentice because of this.

Su Dui's eyebrows spread, and he let out a faint admiration, full of worry, full of the master's relief to see that the apprentice had achieved success, and then was silent for a while, and slowly spoke: "Xiang Wan, how long have you been studying with me?"

"Mr. Hui, it has been five years now. Lin Xiangwan replied, she looked at the vicissitudes of life in front of her, Lin Xiangwan knew in her heart that a recluse could not stay in this red world, but she was afraid that Mr. would leave. The upcoming parting is always sad, Lin Xiangwan was silent for a while, and the reluctance in his heart was irrepressible.

"It's been five years" Sure enough, Su Du sighed, his eyes were far-reaching, he was silent for a while, and said slowly, "I was entrusted by your father for my teacher, and now I see that you have already learned something, and you have been able to retire as a teacher, return to the bamboo house in Xishan in the eastern suburbs, and continue to live this life indifferently." ”

Lin Xiangwan's eyes shrank slightly, moved his lips, but he couldn't speak, and then said with difficulty: "Master, Xiangwan can't bear you." ”

Su Du looked at the girl in front of her, tears welled up in her watery eyes, and she couldn't help but reach out and caress her head lovingly, "I can't bear you as a teacher." In fact, your affection touched the teacher very much. But if you can, for the teacher would rather you be less intelligent, because too smart people, but it is inevitable that they will often fall into danger, and if you are a little careless, you will lose all the plates, and the teacher does not want your intelligence to bury you, this is the teacher's instructions, I hope you can remember it in the future. ”

"Obey the teacher's orders. She silently remembered Su Dui's words, but the faint sense of uneasiness in her heart became stronger and stronger because of these words.

If you are not careful, you will lose the whole game.

"Before leaving, I want to give you a gift for the master, although it is not a precious and rare thing, but it is the master's heart for the apprentice. With that, Su Duan handed Lin Xiangwan a red rope.

At first glance, there was nothing unusual, but one end of the red rope was wrapped in Su Dui's palm, and he slowly spread out his palm, and two green beads lay quietly in the palm of Ruyu's palm.

"This is an ordinary glass bead, not precious, is for the teacher in the coincidence of the coincidence obtained, now think about it, today is the fifth year for the teacher to receive this bead, the beads and you have a fate, it is our master and apprentice token, but also a farewell gift. ”

Su Du remembered five years ago, the thirty-fifth year of Xuancang, June 17.

Su Du has been living in seclusion in Xishan for many years, and after collecting the required medicinal herbs and wild vegetables, he sits on a stone and rests for a while, wiping the sweat beads on his face.

Suddenly, a man in a dark robe appeared in front of him silently, he was shocked, thinking that it was an assassin sent by the previous enemy to chase and kill Xishan, Su Dui was shocked, but the man exuded a powerful coercion, making it very difficult for him to even raise his head, and the coercion made him almost fall to his knees.

The man in the dark robe seemed to have retracted the powerful coercion released by himself, Su Du was able to raise his head slightly, but the clothes on his body were soaked with cold sweat, he saw that the man in front of him was wearing an extremely delicate mask, but when he met his eyes, he was slightly frightened, his rare purple eyes were as cold as frost, and what his appearance was, he only remembered that he was shocked, and now he couldn't remember it a little.

He said something to himself, but at this time it seemed that there was a strong force to prevent him from remembering, all he remembered was that the man in the dark clothes handed him two glass beads tied with red rope, and asked him to hand them over to a woman five years later today.

Before the man in Xuanyi left, his footsteps still couldn't move for half a minute.

Su Dui returned to his bamboo hut in a hurry, he finally doubted, walked to his bedroom, and took out a sealed wooden box from under the bamboo bed, the wooden box seemed to have not been opened for many years, and a thin layer of dust had fallen, he hesitated for a while, and finally made up his mind to carefully open the wooden box.

In the wooden box, is the heavenly hexagram that he has not touched for many years, Su Duan quietly stroked the heavenly hexagram, the past experience seems to appear in front of him, although he has not divined the hexagram for many years, but he still skillfully recited the return to Tibet: "Qiansanlian, Kun Liuduan, Zhenyangyu, Gen covered bowl, away from the void, full in the kan, the gap is missing, and the Xun is broken." ”

The ground is painted, three become paintings, and six paintings become hexagrams.

Just as he was about to take the last step, he was interrupted by a sudden shock, a fishy sweetness in his throat, and a mouthful of blood suddenly spat out, but he seemed to know something dimly.

The secret of heaven cannot be revealed, he understood it at the moment of the powerful backlash. So he has been following the development of all things, without refusal or shirk, and this has been the case until today five years later.

Now it seems that handing it over to Xiang Wan can be regarded as returning to its original owner.

Su Du sighed in her heart, knowing that she couldn't reveal any words to the seemingly innocent but smart and calm woman in front of her, so she had to solemnly hand over the glass beads to Xiang Wan's hands, but her heart was very complicated. It's time for him to go back to Xishan and have a good rest... He groaned for a while before he said very slowly: "If there is another person who has something that is sensitive to the glass beads, give him one of the beads." Then, a gleam flashed in his eyes, and he could only help her and him get here.

Rest matters, let it be.

Lin Xiangwan took the glass beads from Su Dui's hand, and there was a faint green light flowing inside the glass beads, which were crystal clear and very beautiful under the sunlight that day, and Su Dui personally put on the red rope for her, and the red rope was tied to her wrist untightly.

Lin Xiangwan pulled down her sleeves, and with her other hand, through the thin layer of clothing, she slowly touched the two glass beads along the red rope, repeatedly confirming their existence, she felt that the thin red rope tied with the glass beads was as slender as the bond between her and Su Dui.

At that time, she only hoped that it would never be broken.

However, at the farewell banquet for Su Dui, there was a mixture of joy, and everyone was reluctant to mention the sadness of parting, and they were all pretending to be open-minded. The uneasiness in Lin Xiangwan's heart was not diluted because of this.

If you are not careful, you will lose the whole game. Su Dui's words have always been around her heart, and even in her dreams, she still thinks about this sentence.

It's like a nightmare, it's like a dream.

At that time, she didn't know that Su Dui had become a prophecy.