At this time, spring in Jiangnan is just right.

A gentle breeze brought a drizzle of rain that drifted slowly, and the distant mountains were shrouded in smoke and mist.

The turquoise lake ripples constantly, and the willow trees reflected in the water waves become more vivid, as if they are dancing for the delicate sound of the swallows in the painting boat, and the silk and bamboo orchestra dances.

Even the pedestrians holding umbrellas by the lake are drunk in this beautiful scenery, walking slowly and leisurely.

Everything is like an ink painting, revealing a hazy beauty.

In the eyes of literati, in the eyes of literati, talking about poetry and writing in such a beautiful scenery is called style.

Well, a certain doppelganger monk also likes it.

Although the rain had drenched his head, he had to wipe it with his sleeve from time to time.

Although the robe became sticky and extremely uncomfortable to stick to.

Despite the spring rains, it was still a little cold for the weak and hungry.

But there was an old lady who watched the tea stall with a kind heart, not only invited him in to shelter from the rain, but also provided him with tea.

A cup of coarse tea did not quench his hunger, but it gave him another sense of satisfaction.

The hot tea soup entered the abdomen, and the whole body and viscera warmed up in an instant. In the poetic artistic conception, I feel the kindness of the world. All this is enough to offset the discomfort on the body.

It is no longer so important to touch a point of light and then go to a strange world.

The tea stall is very small, but the guests have sat in half of the seats, the old lady is busy, the fate is not good to disturb people, it is worth looking for the information you need from the conversation of the guests, but unfortunately it stopped for a long time, and had to give up.

I haven't heard of any big Qianchao, maybe it's the cause and effect of Huaizhen, and the debt of the past life?

It's just that if you come, you will be safe, or the picturesque scenery in front of you is more attractive.

He took a sip of tea and looked at the boats coming and going on the lake, the corners of his mouth unconsciously curled, revealing a faint smile.

For the people of the rivers and lakes, they can't play elegantly, they can't understand any poetry, and they can invite three or five friends in such weather, boating on the lake, and warm a few pots of good wine, which is also very happy.

It's like a boat passing in front of Yuanxing, and a drinking party is going on on it.

The small table in the canopy is full of all kinds of river fresh, and the people at the table are also different images, there are rich merchants, there are coarse-clothed hawkers, there are strong men, and the most eye-catching is a beautiful woman wearing a forehead and white clothes. This combination is really weird.

But a few people didn't care about the difference in identity, and even ignored the attention of others, pushing the cup and changing the lamp, the atmosphere was very lively.

"It's rare for Miss Xia to come here, why don't you stay for a few more days, I haven't finished drinking the good wine in my house." After a round of drinking, the rich merchant touched his round belly and looked at the beauty with a smile, his tone full of regret.

"I can't bear it, it's just that the master is calling, and I have to go back to deal with it." The woman put down the wine bowl elegantly, and said regretfully: "Good wine and save it first, and ...... next time" As if she was bored with alcohol, she unconsciously turned her head to look out of the boat, the boat slowly walked in the lake, and was far away from the tea shop on the shore, but when she saw the monk sitting and drinking tea, the whole person was stunned, with an incredible look on her face.

After a while, she finally came to her senses, hurried to her companion, took a long sword that was used as a stepping stone, and plunged to the shore one by one, leaving only a few drinking friends on the boat to look at each other.

The fate of enjoying the scenery on the shore also saw the movement, but he saw a lot of people coming and going, and he only thought that people had something urgent to go ashore, so he didn't pay attention to it.

While sipping tea, I was carefully thinking about how to gain a foothold here next, waiting for the opportunity to come.

As he pondered, he caught a glimpse of the white shadow that had not left, but had come close to him.

He didn't care at first, he just thought it was a guest who came to drink tea and relieve his hangover, but the man stood still beside him and didn't move. He raised his eyes suspiciously, and saw that the woman in white was looking at him for a moment.

Although there are many vacant seats in the tea stalls, what if people choose this location to see the scenery?

He, the person who rubbed the tea, had no reason to argue with others, smiled apologetically, and got up, intending to give up the place.

But the words that came into his ears made him stunned.

"Master Yuanxing, long time no see."

Yuan Xing looked at the other party at this time, and couldn't help frowning after a while, this is a rather beautiful female donor, with a sassy feeling all over her body, it is said that he should not be easily forgotten, but he confirmed that he has no memory of the other party.

When the woman saw that he was puzzled, she suddenly understood and continued: "At that time, your eyes were inconvenient, and you didn't know it, I am Xia Yunxi." ”

Xia Yunxi ......

At the mention of his eyes, Yuan Xing instantly thought of the female benefactor he had contacted when he was blind for the second time.

"Amitabha, it turned out to be Lord Xia Shi." The fate of the eleventh ceremony.

"It's really fateful to meet a master here." Xia Yunxi boldly took out a silver ingot, added a pot of good tea, sat down opposite the monk, and asked, "Where have you been after so many years?" There is no news. ”

"The poor monk has gone home." Yuan Xing sat down again, replied lightly, glanced at the forehead on the other party's forehead, and frowned. Since you know who the destined person is, you don't have to think about it, but the identity of the other party is really complicated, is this cause and effect really true or your own?

Xia Yunxi looked at him with a smile, touched his forehead inadvertently, as if he suddenly remembered something, and took off a string of beads from his wrist and put it on the table: "Last time, the master was in a hurry and forgot about this thing." ”

Yuan Xing stared at the string of beads that were played crystal clear for a long time, and did not pick them up, but lowered his eyes and sighed: "Since this thing is in the hands of the donor, it means that it is related to you and does not need to be returned." ”

"That's a good feeling. The beads are pretty and I really like them. Xia Yunxi was not polite, put the beads back on his wrist, and suddenly sighed softly: "He never gave me such a thing." ”

Yuan Xing was startled, hurriedly raised his eyes, and saw that the other party was looking at him with a smile, but there was no smile in his eyes.

And the most bizarre thing is that at this moment, the conversation around him and the sound of wind music in the distance all stopped, and he turned his head to look around, the clouds lingering on the side of the mountain, the raindrops in mid-air, the water ripples on the lake, including the boat boats, the pedestrians on the street, everything was frozen.

Only the teapot in front of him was steaming, and it was not affected in the slightest.

"Master Yuanxing, long time no see." The same sentence is said by the same person, but the meaning is very different.

"Amitabha, it turned out to be Lord Xia Shi." If the fate is combined, it is the same as before, and the tone is no different from before.

"Yes, I'm Xia Roujin." The forehead wiping on Xia Yunxi's head was natural without fire, and it turned into ashes in an instant, revealing the red plum blossom pattern on his forehead.

Then she leaned lazily on the tea table and said, "I have shed so many distractions, and I have not been able to see you until this time, it is really not easy to find you." ”

"I don't know what the donor is looking for a poor monk for?" Yuan Xing sighed.

"Entrusted by Huaizhen, I will send something to the master." Xia Yunxi, no, it should be Xia Roujin looking at the monk opposite with a smile.

Being stared at like this, Yuan Xing looked calm, because he knew that the other party didn't see him.

Sure enough, it didn't take long for Xia Roujin to retract her gaze boringly, raise her hand and make a move, and a round ball of light appeared on the table: "This is what he asked me to hand over, as for what it is, I'm afraid only you know." ”

Yuan Xing stared at the ball of light for a moment before slowly reaching out, but as soon as his fingers touched the edge, the ball of light turned into a stream of light and entered his body.

After he closed his eyes for a long time, he let out a sigh and saluted the person in front of him again: "Thank you to the donor, the poor monk is grateful." ”

Xia Roujin only nodded lightly: "I'm just entrusted by someone." Things are delivered, and this world cannot stay for long, so I will leave. After a pause, he smiled again: "If the master encounters that thing in his mind again in the future, please tell me that the grievances between me and it are not over." ”

Yuan Xing was stunned for a moment, instinctively wanting to ask, but before he could speak, the surrounding scene became vivid again.

The rain fell on the surface of the lake, causing ripples, and the sound of noisy conversation was heard again.

Yuan Xing looked at Xia Yunxi, who was sitting in a daze in front of him, and knew that the possessed person had left.

After a while, Xia Yunxi was sober, but his face was still confused, he turned his head to look around blankly, and finally looked at Yuan Xing, as if he remembered something, as if he was looking at a stranger, and his eyes were covered with a layer of coldness.

Yuan Xing aimed at the other party's hand holding the hilt of the sword, and his brows jumped, this is to completely forget him, is it impossible to be a monk and a human trafficker?

Fortunately, there were a few greetings from the side.

"Miss Xia, why don't you drink anymore?"

Xia Yunxi was stunned when he heard this, looked at a few companions running behind him, and asked, "Are we drinking?" ”

"yes." The person who came was also stunned, and then sighed with a smile: "I was drinking happily, you suddenly came to the shore and forced this master to drink tea." ”

Xia Yunxi looked at a few drinking friends in a daze, saw them nodding one after another, and then turned to the stunned Yuanxing, and suddenly covered his forehead, his face, which was originally red from the upsurge of wine, could already drip water at this moment.

I didn't know what to say for a long time, so I could only smile apologetically at Yuanxing, and then pulled a few companions and ran away.

Only Yuan Xing was left alone, sitting at the tea table thoughtfully, others didn't know, but he clearly saw that Xia Yunxi at this time had no plum blossom mark on his forehead.

"That's fine." Yuan Xing lowered his eyes and sighed, drank the tea in the cup, and then solemnly thanked the old lady, and reflexively threw himself into the rain......

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Dayong, a military restricted area.

"One group in place."

"Two groups are in place."

"Okay, I declare that this confrontation exercise is officially ......"

"Wait, a group finds a suspicious target."

"Verify your identity as soon as possible."

"Report, the other party has been controlled, there is no equipment on him, he is a lost monk."

"Bang." In the huge conference room, a woman with a microphone and staring at a screen kicked the chair in front of her.

"What is the monk doing here, is it fateful? What do the troops stationed on the periphery eat? This is dereliction of duty. She cursed, gasped, and then ordered: "Look at him and find out his identity." ”

"Teacher Xia, he said that his name is Yuan Xing, and he is a peripheral member of the Governor's Mansion." A deep sound came from the horn.

"Fate?" The woman known as Teacher Xia was startled at first, and hurriedly turned to the side: "Access a set of pictures." ”

In an instant, a huge live video appeared on the screen.

I saw a monk in tattered clothes squatting under a big tree with his hands down, and a circle of soldiers with weapons in their hands stood around.

Teacher Xia blinked, and hurriedly asked the assistant to zoom in on the picture, and when she saw the monk's appearance clearly, she was suddenly happy. Picked up the microphone again: "Identity confirmation, it is indeed someone from the Governor's Mansion, the second group sent two people to escort the monk to the bottom of the mountain, and I will arrange the rest." After thinking about it, he said behind him again: "Commander Liu will take over from me, and the exercise will continue." ”

"Me?" A man in military uniform behind him was stunned, took the microphone helplessly, and then shouted at her departing back: "Lao Xia, do you know this monk?" ”

"It's an old friend." Teacher Xia didn't look back, just waved his hand and strode out of the gate.

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Yuan Xing followed behind the two soldiers, walking through the bushes, one foot deep and the other shallow.

There was no road, and the way down the mountain was very difficult, but fortunately, he was experienced and was not left behind.

After finishing Xia Yunxi's matter, he activated the Divine Foot Pass again, and sure enough, he successfully arrived at the next location.

At that time, when he saw the tall trees in his eyes, he was helpless for a while, he knew his own affairs, and he was really not confident in whether he could get out of the woods smoothly.

Fortunately, it didn't take long to meet someone who could communicate, although he was interrogated as a spy and was searched. He tentatively revealed his name and his relationship with the Overseer.

Sure enough, the attitude of the surrounding soldiers was much better, and after getting confirmation, they sent someone to lead him down the mountain.

Finally back to Blue Star.

Along the way, I talked to two fighters, and because of discipline, the other party was silent about his name, but the years and months were not in the scope of secrecy, and he told them bluntly.

Yuan Xing sighed in his heart, he lost the control of time in the golden cicada, he spent more than ten years in ancient times, and ran to Dali to stay for three years, but he didn't expect that seven years had passed in Lanxing.

I don't know what's going on at home.

While they were thinking about it, the three of them had reached the bottom of the mountain, and a wide dirt road appeared in front of them.

A soldier's walkie-talkie rang, and he told the inside where several people were, and in a few moments, an off-road vehicle drove up at a gallop.

After the emergency braking, the passenger window was lowered, revealing a pretty face, with a smile on his face: "This mage, do you want a ride?" ”

Yuan Xing was stunned for a moment before he said, "Naturally, it's good." He then thanked the two escorted warriors before pulling the back door and getting into the car.

"I didn't expect to see Lord Xia here." After the car started, he said to the woman in front of him with a smile. Yes, the woman who came to pick him up turned out to be an old friend Xia Xiaonan, this is really fate.

"You went too far this time, once you disappeared for seven years, do you know that many people are looking for you?" Xia Xiaonan turned his head to stare at him, complaining.

"I've been practicing." Yuan Xing lowered his eyelids, sighed, thought about it and asked, "I wonder if the poor monk's family is okay?" ”

"Fortunately, in order to appease the old man, the Governor's Mansion has been lying that you are on a secret mission and it is inconvenient to go home." Xia Xiaonan swallowed back the words of blame in his heart, and just said, "Fortunately, you are back, otherwise it will be a little longer, and you won't be able to hold back." ”

"Thank you." Yuan Xing sincerely thanks.

"Who is rare about your gratitude, we see that your parents are too pitiful." Xia Xiaonan gave him a blank look.

When Yuan Xing heard this, he fell silent.

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Inside the canteen of the military district.

A big beauty sits opposite a monk in tattered clothes, which is naturally very eye-catching.

But the two people who are concerned have experienced strong winds and waves, how can they care?

Yuanxing has a mouthful of steamed buns and a mouthful of vegetables, unhurried.

"I've sent the news of your return, and someone will come to pick you up in the afternoon." Xia Xiaonan pulled the food on the plate and said suddenly.

Yuan Xing took a big sip of the soup bowl, but still did not speak.

Seeing that he didn't speak, Xia Xiaonan continued to ask, "Huh? What are your plans for the future? Continue the cat in that little temple? ”

Yuan Xing was still unmoved, and reached out to pick up the second big steamed bun.

Xia Xiaonan rolled her eyes vaguely, and then said in a mocking tone: "Your son is really cute, aren't you in a hurry to go back and have a look?" ”

Yuan Xing sighed, ate most of the steamed buns in three or two bites, and then wiped the soup on the plate with the last bit and stuffed it into his mouth in one bite.

At the end of the meal, he put down his chopsticks before he spoke: "Isn't the donor in Dongying?" When did you come back? ”

"My term of office has just arrived, and there is no arrangement for the time being after I return, and it happened that the military needs to train a group of new people, so I was temporarily seconded." Xia Xiaonan smiled.

"It's good, how can a foreign country compare to home." Yuan Xing nodded.

"yes, it's a lot quieter here." Xia Xiaonan sighed.

She looked at the monk in front of her, and in a trance, the memories of many years ago came to her mind.

That year, it was also in the cafeteria, and the two of them sat opposite each other, and even the food they ate was almost the same.

It's just that today is different from yesterday.

Huashuge