The sunset hanging in the western sky has been hidden by the clouds and disappeared at some point. Gray clouds shrouded it, and it was drizzling at dusk.

The old man and Shen Jing, who were sitting under the eaves, had been silent for a long time, and when the two looked up, the slightest drizzle had fallen lightly, and the two were still speechless.

Nan Qiao, who was playing with the children in the room, also heard the rain outside the house, and she walked slowly to the eaves, followed by the children. The children reached out to catch the rain falling from the eaves and laughed happily.

Nan Qiao looked at the rain curtain, and on the opposite side were the young man and the old man sitting opposite each other, the two were also looking at this side, the old man was looking at the laughing children, and Shen Jing's eyes were on her, the two nodded and smiled.

Lonely and rainy, walking and seeing the clouds.

The summer rain came and went quickly, and after some pouring, the sky was new, and only half of the fiery sunset was left.

When talking to the old man, Shen asked about the safety of the rest of the people, and the old man said lightly that everything was fine. After knowing that Jiang Ning and the others would not be in danger, Shen Jing's heart that had been carrying it finally relaxed.

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There was only one empty house in the village, but fortunately, the room was large, and although it was one, there were two cubicles that could accommodate just two people.

Since the children got acquainted with Nan Qiao, even their vigilance against Shen Guo has been weakened a lot, especially Xiang'er, who didn't seem to be afraid of Shen Jing at the beginning, and even chatted with Shen Jing for a few words later.

After a simple dinner, night quietly fell.

On the way, Shen Jing and Nan Qiao, who returned to the house side by side, walked like this without speaking.

Maybe he felt that such an atmosphere was a little strange, so Shen Jing took the lead in opening his mouth: "My predecessor told me that the others will be fine, Miss Dugu don't worry." ”

"Huh?"

Nan Qiao, who had been distracted, reacted after hearing Shen Jing's words, she hesitated for a moment, and then turned her head to look at Shen Jing.

"Call me Nan Qiao!" She whispered.

Maybe he didn't think such a bad statement, so Shen Jing nodded and said, "Hmm! Miss Nanjo. ”

From seeing Shen Jing again to Fang Cai, in fact, Nan Qiao's heart has not calmed down. However, when she heard Shen Jing call Miss Nan Qiao, Nan Qiao's heart was unprecedentedly calm.

She didn't turn her head to look at Shen Jing, she lowered her head and was silent for a long time before she said softly: "I'm sorry for the previous incident." ”

Perhaps, in the eyes of others, there is no need to apologize for the things that happened between the two in the past. But in Nan Qiao's view, these three words are not just a simple apology, it is more similar to a sentence that smooths the strange relationship between the two.

is also because she likes Shen Jing, so she feels the need to say this sentence even more.

Hearing Nan Qiao's words, Shen Guo paused, turned his head to look at Nan Qiao, and said slowly: "Miss Nan Qiao actually doesn't need to apologize. ”

Nan Qiao shook his head: "There should be." I always felt that it shouldn't be like this between us, we may not be friends, but we are not enemies either. ”

After that, Nan Qiao added: "Right? ”

She's not sure either.

The two continued to walk slowly, their backs looking very different in the moonlight.

"That's right." Shen Guo replied softly.

Although this apology seemed a bit abrupt to Shen Jing, if he thought about it carefully, if he considered it from Nan Qiao's point of view, it might be necessary.

"We should also be considered friends, if we don't fight, we don't know each other." Nan Qiao said again.

In a word, the memories of the two of them were brought back to the past, and they couldn't help but smile. Nan Qiao suddenly remembered the shackles of his fourth sword, and thought of the words of his master later, and now he had more insights about the Hongchen Sword.

Nan Qiao responded: "The kind that doesn't tell the winner, friend." ”

"If I have the opportunity in the future, I will definitely have a good discussion with Miss Nanqiao." Shen Guo said with a smile.

"That's a deal."

"It's a deal."

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What is the meaning of the word like, Nan Qiao doesn't know. Senior Sister Ciyin, who knows a lot of things, can't say why she doesn't really like anyone. Nan Qiao thought about these two words after thinking about Shen Jing's appearance, she felt that liking does not necessarily have to tell that person, liking is a person's business, and love is a matter of two people.

The night sky in the mountains is beautiful, especially tonight. Shen Kuang and Nan Qiao sat side by side in front of the door, looking at the bright moon and stars in the sky.

"Did the senior tell you about the other children?" Under the moonlight, Nan Qiao asked softly.

Shen Jing nodded and said, "The seniors said that those children are all naturally born mountain spirits and ghosts, because the existence of sword spirits allows them to absorb the aura of heaven and earth, and they can transform with the strength of entering the Dao realm. ”

Nan Qiao thought for a moment and took over the words: "They are very cute and kind. ”

"Well, they're all good boys."

If it were those ordinary cultivators, when they heard about the mountain spirits and ghosts, they would probably already have a sense of worry and fear in their hearts. Shen Kuang and Nan Qiao are not ordinary people, and their knowledge and vision are not very human, so they don't have those preconceived ideas.

At this point, Nan Qiao did not continue to go deeper in this direction, and Shen Jing nodded lightly. What happened next, both of them knew in their hearts.

The moonlight is beautiful, it just can't be so consistent, that's all.

Compared with Jiang Ning, Shen Guo felt that the relationship between him and Nan Qiao was more insipid. Regarding Jiang Ning's previous sentence that Nan Qiao liked him, Shen Jing never took it to heart, yes or no, in fact, it doesn't matter. It's not that he doesn't have a little liking in his heart, it's just that he thinks that they shouldn't be about love.

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The dawn is shining, and the sky will be bright. Young people practice swords, consistently.

Shen Jing didn't practice for too long today, and he practiced the sword in the morning, maybe he didn't see it and thought it was interesting, so the children were all attracted over, and even some children were learning from Shen Kuang's appearance and practicing like that. Soon, however, they were called back by the old man, because it was time for the lesson.

Time flies in the mountains, and three days pass in a flash.

The children attend classes during the day, and Shen Jing and Nan Qiao sometimes listen outside the door. Shen Kuang is not a scholar, so he listens to the scriptures and articles in the old man's mouth, and only whenever the old man quotes scriptures and tells stories, Shen Kuang, who is as interested as the children, will listen carefully with his ears pricked up.

Nan Qiao, who can write and martial arts, often frowns and ponders for a long time about the content of the old man's teachings, so that later, in Nan Qiao's heart, he already treats the old man as a real school teacher.

Since the first night, every night since the first night, Shen Jing and Nan Qiao will sit under the eaves together, looking at the stars and talking. There is no fixed topic, and they say whatever comes to mind, and the two talked a lot and had a good time.

The old man has a lot less time to teach than before, and the children know it in their hearts. When the teacher was teaching, they listened more carefully than usual, and no one talked about these things, let alone asked the teacher why. The old man saw it all, but he didn't know what to say, and he shouldn't talk about sadness when parting.

Those who should come will come, and those who want to leave will not stay.

On that day, the old man sat opposite Shen Jing again. The old man said a lot to him, and the more he talked to the end, the more Shen Jing knew what was going on.

"Some people say that there is no feast in the world, and some people say that there is no meeting in life, what do you think?" The old man seemed to be teaching his disciples to study, and asked Shen Guo this question.

The boy didn't have much ink in his stomach, he didn't have much truth to talk about, let alone flowery rhetoric, and some were just the purest thoughts in his heart.

The young man thought for a long time, and finally spoke: "Yuan." ”

Shen Guo only said one word, and the old man smiled, looking at Shen Jing and knowing that there was something to follow.

Shen Jing said slowly: "The master once warned me, let me neither sink into the past, let alone lose in the future. The road ahead is long, and you should never judge the good or bad gains and losses of this road by the results of the present. Fate comes and goes, fate gathers and scatters, what should come will always come, and those who want to leave can't stay, just wait slowly. Many of the truths I know were taught to me by my master, and I have been abiding by them. ”

The old man looked at Shen Guo with satisfaction: "You have a good master." ”

Shen Guo smiled slightly: "Although the master is occasionally unreliable, he is a gentleman." ”

When the old man heard this, he laughed, but there was a little more desolation in this smile.

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It was not difficult for Fu Xuanjian to recognize the master, and with the participation of the old man, Shen Kuang sacrificed a drop of essence blood and fell on Xiang'er, who had transformed into an ancient sword. When that drop of essence blood melted into the sword body, Shen Jing suddenly felt a sense of familiarity from the bottom of his heart, which was about Xiang'er. Shen Guo looked at the little girl, and Xiang'er also happened to be looking at him.

When the old man saw this scene in front of him, he grinned as if he had completed the heaviest mission.

On that day, dark clouds once again covered the sky, and a drizzle fell. Suddenly, a breeze blew, but it couldn't bring brightness.

The old man slowly closed his eyes in front of his teaching desk and never woke up.

At that moment, a sky-high sword qi rushed out from Xiang'er's body, straight into the sky, and in the next second, the sword qi disappeared and returned to calm.

Before his death, the old man exhausted most of his cultivation to help Xiang'er cover his breath, and these cultivations could also help Xiang'er break through the Grandmaster Realm as soon as possible. The remaining small half of the cultivation is to protect the location of the village, and the old man uses a concealment technique to cover up the heavens, quietly erasing this place and disappearing from the sight of ordinary people, so that they can't see through the mystery here.

The children seemed to feel the difference in the teacher, and they gathered around the teacher, calling the teacher one by one, but the gentleman and teacher who had been with them for many years would never speak again.

The children burst into tears, Shen Jing and Nan Qiao stood behind, bowed in unison, and did not get up for a long time.

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From the realization and understanding, the young man always adheres to the rules in his own heart and does not ask about the identity of the elderly. In Shen Jing's eyes, I'm afraid that even the master can't compare to this old man.

Xiao Li, this is the old man's name for the master, although the past story Shen Guo can't know, but he knows that the old man must have a relationship with the master and the master's master, Xuanji Mountain, so when the old man feathered, Shen Guo kowtowed to the old man on behalf of the master.

It wasn't until the end that Shen asked the old man's name.

The old man only had two simple words: Yan Ren

Shen Jing hadn't even heard of this name, but he had already memorized it in his heart.