He searched for a quarter of an hour before he found Song Changgeng's whereabouts.

Song Changgeng saw Mu Fan covered in blood and asked, "Brother Qing, are you in any serious condition, have you dealt with those people?"

Mu Fan said, "I'm fine. They fled in time, and a few escaped. “

Song Changgeng said with some concern: "Our whereabouts are still leaked. “

Mu Fan said: "It's nothing if you are discovered by the people in the rivers and lakes, as long as you are not an enemy in the cultivation world." ”

He paused and said, "It has already been determined that the forces in the rivers and lakes that want to get the Shanhe Order are the Tiger Roar Sect and the Crane Roaring Villa. ”

When Song Changgeng heard these two names, his face was immediately full of sadness. It's not that he doesn't want to believe Mu Fan, but because these two Jianghu sects do have many masters. There are also many top masters in the sect, and there must be people who can defeat Mu Fan.

Mu Fan said: "Don't worry, the soldiers will block it, and the water will cover it." Now we are in the dark, and they are in the light. Although our whereabouts have been leaked just now, they still don't know our exact location. If they want to find us, they need to send more men, and we will be out of here by then. ”

The two rode horses, ate and slept in the open, changing their costumes along the way, sometimes disguised as small merchants and sometimes as peddlers' pawns. Every day or two, change the outfit. After walking like this for three days, the two arrived at a ruined temple.

The ruined temple did not have a few good tiles, neither sheltered from the wind nor the rain, and there was no one inside.

The two sat on the rotten stone pier outside the temple and did not say a word.

The spring breeze at night is more comfortable than during the day, and the sky is a little overcast, but it does not diminish the coolness of the wind in the slightest. If you taste the smell of this spring breeze carefully, you can also smell the fragrance of some flowers and plants.

Mu Fan looked at the full moon in the sky, but he couldn't be happy in his heart. He turned his head to Song Changgeng and said, "Is there any halva?"

"Hmm, what?" Song Changgeng scratched his head, not knowing what he meant.

Mu Fan took out the handkerchief, touched the Chitose orchid on it, and said slowly: "I just want to eat it, just talk about it." ”

Song Changgeng let out an "oh" and said, "Then forget it." ”

Mu Fan kneaded the handkerchief in his hand, feeling a little depressed. He entered the ruined temple and said solemnly: "Today, my cultivation has reached a critical juncture, no matter what happens, you should not come in." ”

Song Changgeng heard Mu Fan's seriousness, solemnly agreed, and then still sat on the stone pier, looking up at the starry sky.

Everyone always has a deep time, when looking up at the starry sky, what young person does not have a vision for the future?

He saw Mu Fan enter the ruined temple and got up to go to the nearby village. Holding a broken sword in his hand that he bought in the past few days, he is like a knight who sees death as if he were at home.

In the ruined temple, Mu Fan lay on the ground, closed his eyes, and quietly waited for the time to come. Nightmares would have found him, and he had a sense in his darkness that was the result of years of torment.

Sure enough, his hunch was not wrong, and the nightmare appeared with unmistakable accuracy. He wished it was his delusion, but it turned out that sometimes hope was useless.

It's a familiar dream again, and everything in the dream is blurry. But he could still feel the fear of shaking his soul in his dreams, making his blood flow faster and his heart beating faster. He wanted to wake up, but he couldn't.

Suddenly, in the blurry and shattered picture, he saw a cyan python. When the cyan python appeared, the fear in his heart was suddenly weakened a lot. Unfortunately, this image is fleeting, and then it is a vague and terrifying dream.

The linen clothes on his body swelled suddenly, and small cyan snakes swam from his cuffs. It swam towards Mufan's neckline, and as it swam, it grew in size. By the time he reached his neckline, the green snake was half the size of a dress.

The green snake radiated bursts of life energy, and for some reason, it looked much weaker than the day it absorbed the energy of the ancient tree.

The life force it sent to Mu Fan today was much less than when it absorbed the ancient tree that day. However, the time it encountered the ancient tree, it greatly alleviated Mu Fan's physical condition, so today's energy was enough.

Mu Fan woke up slowly, and he observed the condition of his body. I found that my body was no longer as fragile as it was after being attacked by nightmares. Today he just feels a little sour and weak, and he doesn't know what the reason for this change is.

He touched the Chitose orchid on the handkerchief and said with a smile: "Could it be that you are blessing me?"

He thought of the little cyan snake on his body again, rolled up his cuffs, but found that the little cyan snake was no longer there. He was immediately curious, and finally found it on the back neckline. He smiled gently, "Could it be you?"

The green snake and the little snake are still silent, but Mu Fan always feels that it is spiritual. He slowly stood up, his mind slightly dizzy, but this time he didn't fall.

Suddenly, he noticed that his lips were a little wet, and when he touched them, they felt a little sticky. He smiled bitterly again: "In the end, there is still a nosebleed." ”

His health was not as bad as before, which made Mu Fan feel good. He carefully wiped off the nosebleed, as he had done before. He repeated such an action a thousand times, and it seemed that it was still a little leisurely and elegant.

The white handkerchief was stained with a few drops of blood, and the petals of the Chitose orchid looked even more bewitching. He walked out of the ruined temple and felt that the warm spring breeze outside was a little chilly.

He searched everywhere, but Song Changgeng had already left here, and he didn't know where he went. In the middle of the night, I guess I won't be caught or killed. Thinking that he was lying in the temple and still had nothing to do, he put the thought behind him.

Mu Fan hadn't tried it yet, and now he could use the escape technique a few times. The distance traveled by the Retreat must not change, at most two miles away, but the number of times it is used must have increased compared to before.

Although he wanted to try, he didn't have the strength to try now. He walked around in the open space outside the ruined temple, and he always felt that something was missing.

The moonlight was dimming, and the clouds were about to swallow the moon. There are always a few rays of light that do not want to be covered and struggle to cast into the world.

Song Changgeng came back, carrying a small bag in his hand. He beckoned to Mu Fan from afar, lifted the small bag in his hand, and his face was full of pride.

Mu Fan walked over and asked, "Where have you been?"

Song Changgeng smiled: "Don't worry about this for now, guess what's in this bag?"

Mu Fan shook his head and said, "I can't guess. ”

Song Changgeng "cut", and slowly opened the bag like opening a baby.

Mu Fan poked his head out, and there were more than a dozen pieces of halva inside. The corners of his mouth raised slightly, and he chuckled: "I said what are you going to do, it turns out that you are going to do such a non-technical thing." ”

He pinched a piece and chewed it, saying, "This tastes pretty good, I can't see that your kid still has this skill." ”

Song Changgeng pursed his lips and said, "Do you really think I did it? I bought it from a nearby village." “

The two joked with each other, and Mu Fan couldn't help laughing. The laughter gradually turned into coughing, and Mu Fan noticed a trace of fishy smell in his throat, and hurriedly covered his mouth with his hand.

Mu Fan hurriedly said: "It's getting late now, I have to continue to rush tomorrow, and now that the time is almost over, let's have a good rest." ”

Song Changgeng said: "You go to sleep first, I will keep vigil and rotate in the middle of the night." ”

Mu Fan nodded, he finally knew what was missing.

The dark clouds gradually receded, the bright moonlight once again enveloped the earth, and the chill in the spring breeze also weakened a little.

He knew that what was missing was people, the Xiao Wan who had been with him for ten years, the girl who had accompanied him through the most painful times.

I don't know where she is now? Is she still okay in the process of the Mu family's transition from light to darkness? Is she still as lively as before, neither big nor small? Does she recognize the young master who appeared in the Mu family as a stand-in......

Mu Fan thought of countless possibilities, and he also had countless questions in his heart. He thought, "I wonder why I didn't feel this way before." Now that I'm gone, I'm nostalgic. “

Sometimes companionship will also become a habit, just like Mu Fan misses Xiaowan, and Xiaowan also misses him.

In the small world, Xiao Wan made a plate of halva. But she can't give things to the real young master, she can only serve things to the fake young master.

The sense of distance between the fake young master and her is becoming more and more obvious, and the more she gets along, the more she wants to find the real young master.

It's a pity that the world is too big, and she is too small!