Chapter 113: Farewell, Farewell, Farewell

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"Hiss......"

When he woke up, Wang Dong rubbed his head, which was still a little swollen, and then slowly opened his eyes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

"Hehe, if you don't get drunk, you won't return, but if you are really drunk to that extent, it is really uncomfortable to die. ā€

Thinking of the celebration banquet at midnight the day before, Wang Dong's heart was warm.

The celebration banquet held by Li Xiulin and Xu Qing out of their own pockets was chosen next to the stream that flowed out of Xixin Valley in the center.

The fragrant meat tube is enough, the light cold dishes are refreshing, although it is not a good wine, it is better than the left jar and the right jar of the spirits full of stamina, I am not afraid that you will open your mouth, I am afraid that you will not dare to pour it into your mouth again.

Although Wang Dong, Han Ruoxue, Ding Mian, and Luo Yu hid on the edge of the crowded venue, they couldn't stand the sharp eyes of the senior brothers and sisters who were gradually letting go, and took turns to toast with wine glasses or sea bowls in their hands.

People are full of fists, and Wang Dong and the four of them naturally can't be lazy, so they didn't eat half a catty of meat, didn't take a few bites of vegetables, and always wandered between pushing the cup and changing the lamp, until finally Wang Dong, who drank it, planted his head on the grass with straight eyes.

That crazy night, that night of wanton squandering youth, not only Wang Dong was drunk, but ninety percent of the male disciples were also drunk into a dead pig, and even those female disciples, including Xu Qing, were also drunk and stumbling, blushing and fluttering......

"That night...... I'm afraid that everyone who has opened their hearts will never forget it......"

Outside the open window, the night was still deep, but Wang Dong couldn't sleep.

Because this morning, he will leave this valley of newcomers and go to another stranger, but more expansive place, the outer gate.

"What would the outer door look like?"

Wang Dong walked slowly to the window in his coat, looking at the crescent moon in the night sky, his bright eyes were full of longing, and one imaginary picture after another appeared in his mind......

Unconsciously, one or two crisp and ethereal birdsongs suddenly sounded in the mountains and forests in the distance, gradually more and more, echoing in the silent valley.

"I'm afraid it's going to be half an hour, and it's dark...... It's going to be light. ā€

Wang Dong exhaled softly, and slowly withdrew his palm holding the wet and cold window frame.

But at this moment, in the quiet hut, there was a sudden sound of sobbing that seemed to be trying to suppress it, but could not be suppressed.

Wang Dong's heart trembled and turned his head sharply, and through the bright and clear light of the night pearl on the table, he saw that on the two wooden beds on the east wall, Shi Huding, who had been sleeping facing the wall, had woken up at some point, and was staring at him with tears streaming down his face.

Wang Dong hurriedly turned around a few steps and squatted beside the bed of the two, looked at the two of them with sobbing and red and swollen eyes, and asked softly, "Huzi Xiaoding, what's wrong with you?"

Who knew that it was okay if he didn't ask, the next moment this question came out, Ding Mian and Shi Hu suddenly cried out with a "wow".

"I won't let you go...... Shi Hu's uninjured right arm wrapped around Wang Dong's neck, buried his head in his shoulder and cried bitterly.

"I can't bear to let you go...... Ding Mian threw himself into Wang Dong's arms, his palms tightly gripping his shirt.

"Huzi...... Xiao Ding ...... I ......"

Wang moved his right hand tightly around Ding Mian, and gently patted Shi Hu's swaying shoulder with his left hand, his choked throat was bitter, and the two lines of hot tears couldn't be suppressed, gushing out of his eyes......

Is it uncomfortable?

Of course it's uncomfortable...... It's really uncomfortable!

Wang Dong's heart was like a thousand catties of boulder, and he was holding it in his chest in one breath, and he couldn't spit it out no matter what......

The night outside the window quietly faded, and the sky reflected on the windowsill gradually turned white, Wang Dong wiped the tears on his face, and supported the sobbing Shi Hu Ding Mian left and right, and said with a hoarse smile: "Silly boy, cry happily." ā€

"Wang Dong, I ......"

Shi Hu had a swollen face and just wanted to speak, but was interrupted by Wang Donghu with a face: "You dare to be so excited when you are injured like this, you are angry and hurt, and you are sad and sad, quickly, go back to bed and lie down." ā€

"Xiao Ding, you help me and hold his broken leg. ā€

"It's coming. ā€

Ding Mian wiped the snot and tears on his lips and chin, and hurriedly jumped out of bed and grabbed the other side.

"Good guy, you kid is dying, you're about to catch up with the big white pig of the Xiaolian family. ā€

Wang Dong sat on the edge of Shi Hu's bed, grinning and joking, deliberately enlivening the atmosphere to dilute his sorrows.

"you, the big white pig of the Xiaolian family is female, and I am male. ā€

Shi Hu burst into tears and laughed, muttering indistinctly with his swollen cheeks.

"Okay, good, you're male. ā€

Wang Dong squeezed his eyes with a smile, looked at the almost bright sky outside the window, turned around and smiled: "Huzi Xiaoding, I will leave for the outer door later, and I have a few words to tell you." ā€

"Boss Wang, you say, let's listen carefully. ā€

Ding Mian squeezed to Wang Dong's side and sat down, his waist straight, and Shi Hu also pricked up his ears.

Wang Dong pondered for a while and asked, "Huzi, Xiaoding, what are we worshipping in the Immortal Gate for?"

Shi Hu and Ding Mian were both stunned for a moment, and then they heard Wang Dong say in a deep voice: "Cultivation! Regardless of whether our goals are the same or not, since we have been fortunate enough to embark on this path of cultivating immortals, we must work hard to cultivate." ā€

Shi Hu and Ding Mian nodded vigorously.

Wang Dong took Ding Mian's hand and said: "After I leave, Huzi will rely on you to be thoughtful during the period of recuperation, what is missing or what is short, just go to Manager Li, he will definitely help if he can help." ā€

Ding Mian nodded and said, "Don't worry, Boss Wang, I wrote it down." ā€

Wang Dong turned his head to look at Shi Hu, and said bitterly: "Huzi, you are not allowed to lose your temper and play petty during the period of recuperation, if you have anything or any ideas, you must discuss it with Xiao Ding." ā€

"I wrote it down, I wrote it down. Shi Hu's voice was choked and he nodded repeatedly.

"Alright, it's getting late, it's time for me to go. ā€

Wang Dong took a deep breath and stood up, walked back to the bed quickly, picked up the yellow silk package behind him, and strode to the door.

"Boss Wang, I'll send you!" Ding Mian jumped out of bed and chased after him.

Wang Dong stopped and turned around and shook Ding Mian's shoulder hard, took a deep look at Shi Hu, who was holding the head of the bed with one hand and his lips trembled, and said with tears in his heart: "Don't send it, don't do it gently, my mother-in-law and mother are even more sorrowful." ā€

With a word, Wang Dong turned around and opened the door and strode out......

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The white belly of the fish on the horizon was gradually dyed red by the brilliant morning glow, and the wet and cold breeze in the early morning blew on his face, and Wang Dong was refreshed.

Walking briskly in the clean stone alley after leaving the courtyard gate, he had just turned the first corner, and his eyes suddenly lit up.

I saw the mouth of an alley in the morning mist not far away, and Han Ruoxue, dressed in red, stood there prettyly, like a peony fairy in the fog, smiling sweetly at him.

Wang moved his steps and almost trotted over, "How long have you been waiting? Why don't you go to the stone house to find me? ā€

"Didn't you wait long, are you leaving?"

Han Ruoxue let Wang Dong help her straighten the few strands of wet hair that were attached to her cheeks, feeling the tenderness coming from her rough fingers, and her dimples were deep and her smile became sweeter.

"Well, it's very strange to go to the outer gate for the first time, so it's better to leave early. ā€

Wang Dong is not a kind of wood that eats ancient times, he took the opportunity to touch Han Ruoxue's cold and greasy tender face, took advantage of it and smiled happily: "Where's Xue'er?"

The day before yesterday, Wang Dong was very drunk, almost like a dead pig, so his young leopard was temporarily taken over by Han Ruoxue, and he naturally wanted to take it away when he went to the outer gate today, but he didn't see the shadow of the two young leopards, so he asked this question.

"They're running over there to play. ā€

Han Ruoxue snuggled up to Wang Dong's side, holding his big hand and smiling.

"Over there?"

Wang Dong looked back, and saw that the direction that Han Ruoxue's eyes were pointing in was the canteen courtyard in the northwest of the stone house group, and he shook his head and smiled: "Yes, these two thieves went to steal chickens again, and later that Fan Debiao had to chase him out with a rolling pin." ā€

"What are you afraid of, eat a chicken from him and pay him a piece of silver, and we won't pay the bills, my father and my mother gave me two taels of silver, enough to deal with him for a year and a half. ā€

Han Ruoxue's small mouth pouted and her chest was straight, and her pretty little appearance was very responsible.

"That is, my family Ruoxue is a young lady, and her mother's family is a mountain of gold and silver. ā€

Wang Dong joked with a hot smile in his heart, and just wanted to pout his pig lips to make a move, but at this moment, a strange cry suddenly came from the northwest direction: "Stop, the two thieves are leaving, Brother Biao is fighting with you......"

Wang Dong and Han Ruoxue laughed dumbly, and saw two yellow-haired and black-spotted leopards the size of goats running over in a row, chasing a short and fat young man with a big head and a thick neck, and a rolling pin held high above the top......

"Go, stay put. ā€

Wang Donghu scolded the "Dong'er" and "Xue'er" who were rubbing around his legs with a face, and smiled at the young man who chased him close and smiled: "Senior Brother Fan, how many chickens have they eaten? ā€

"Hehehe, Senior Brother is serious, Senior Sister Han has never made it difficult for me, I am just playing with them. ā€

Fan Debiao hid the rolling pin behind him, diverted the topic and said closely: "What?

"Yes, it's not too early, senior brother, take care, goodbye. ā€

Wang Dong arched his hand very politely, and only after Fan Debiao smiled and returned the salute did he turn around and walk towards the valley with Han Ruoxue, and the two young leopards followed behind the two.

"Alas...... The tiger comes out of Pingyang, the dragon enters the sea, this small Xixin Valley, after all, he couldn't delay him for too long, when will my old fan be able to rise to the outer door?

Fan Debiao looked at the tall back who was walking farther and farther away with envy, sighed, stomped his feet, and turned away with a rolling pin......

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Half a round of red sun poked out of the eastern mountain, and the warm morning light dispelled the mist in the valley.

Walking all the way through the wet grass, there was no figure in the deserted surroundings, which was very strange.

The gourd-shaped mouth of Xixin Valley was already in sight, and Wang Dong Han Ruoxue, who was walking side by side, spoke less and less, and her steps became slower and slower, but the palms that were held together were getting tighter and tighter.

The two young leopards who were originally running from side to side saw Wang Dong and Han Ruoxue like this, and they both followed obediently, drooping their heads and being silent.

"Sorrow! It's this damn sorrow again!"

Wang Dong scolded secretly with disgust, resolutely let go of Han Ruoxue's palm and said with a smile: "There will be a farewell for thousands of miles, Ruoxue, let's stop here." ā€

"I ...... I want to accompany you to the valley mouth, you go to the outer gate, no one has come to see you off, I want to stand at the valley mouth, watch you go......"

"Wakayuki ......"

Wang Dong's heart fluctuated for a while, he raised his hand to gently wipe away the two lines of tears that rolled down Han Ruoxue's cheeks, and said with tears in his eyes and a smile: "What does it matter if others send me or not?" I don't care, as long as you are enough, let's go!"

"Hmm!"

Han Ruoxue nodded vigorously, letting the big hand pick up her little hand again and walk away quickly.

It was not a big effort, and the two of them were only a stone's throw away from the valley mouth sprinkled with morning light, but at this moment, Wang Dong stiffened and slowed down his pace.

Han Ruoxue's heart tightened, and she hurriedly followed his complicated and inexplicable gaze, and saw that outside the valley mouth, which was originally blocked by the mountains on both sides, but now had a wide field of vision, the black pressure was crowded with men and women Xixin Valley disciples.

They stood there silently, staring at this side from afar, silent.

One-step...... Two-step ...... Three-step ......

No matter how slow you go, you will eventually be exhausted in a few shots.

Wang Dong unconsciously let go of Han Ruoxue's palm and walked towards the crowd step by step.

Seeing him silently approaching, the silent crowd suddenly gave way to a foot-wide passage from the middle, the beginning of the passage is the small Xixin Valley, and the end of the passage is a vast and unknown world.

Wang Dong walked slowly along the passage, looking at the faces on both sides that slowly retreated, lingering with a pair of kind eyes full of various emotions, every step he took, his legs seemed to be tied with a thousand heavy burdens, extremely difficult, extremely heavy.

Walking, walking, seeing that one more step will walk out of the end of the road, at this moment, a trembling whisper suddenly sounded in the crowd behind him: "Wang Dong......"

Wang Dong turned around violently, his hazy eyes looked around the eyes that were staring at him, and he couldn't bear it anymore with mixed feelings for a while, and the tears that had already filled his eyes rolled down......

The man has tears and does not flick, just because it is not the time for the love.

Looking at the people who hugged their fists and sent each other off, and looked at the Xixin Valley behind them, Wang Dong, who was in tears, was unexpectedly reluctant.

I've never had a good look at these people, and I've never had a good look at this West New Valley.

Although this small valley is just a resting place in my life, the people here are my king...... Reluctant.

Ruoxue, Luo Yu, Li Xiulin, Xu Qing, those old disciples of the same hospital who have released their previous suspicions, and ......

Wang Dong took a deep look at everyone's faces, slowly clenched his fists, and turned a thousand words into two hoarse and choked words: "cherish", and then Huo Ran turned around and strode away with "Xue'er" without stopping......

There was a wind blowing, blowing the corners of everyone's sideburns and clothes, blowing into their empty hearts for a moment, and also blowing up Wang Dongqing's shirt, who was getting farther and farther away and never looked back.

The small Xixin Valley can't keep his footsteps and his people, but can his heart be kept?

No one knows this answer? Or maybe the disciples who saw them off knew it, until the figure in a green shirt finally disappeared from sight, and an indescribable sense of loss hit everyone's heart in an instant.

Listening to the sighs around her, Han Ruoxue looked at the direction where one person and one leopard left, and Ming Ruoqiushui's eyes were full of persistence in life and death.

"Wait for me, I won't let you be left alone...... Gone too far...... It's been too long......"

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