The weather is late in autumn, the leaves are falling, and the autumn breeze is coming.

Today's wind seems to be a bit "big grinning", not like usual, passing by without leaving a name. After Lin Futian and the others left Jiaomu Town, they walked on the road newly "opened up" by Lin Futian for a few days, and there was no wind and rain, and everything was very calm. It seems that after taking on the baptism of heavenly thunder that is difficult for ordinary people to catch, it has become restrained, right?

Luo Mei reached out and gently brushed the hair blowing on her eyes behind her ears, blinked her eyes a few times, the wind was really a little strong today, and she couldn't open her eyes, and she was blown dry by the wind. She lowered her head and looked at the green bamboo sword she was holding in her hand, a little sad.

The sword seems to need to be replaced.

She looked at Lin Futian, who was walking at the front of the team, and thought that he should find a way. He deliberately shook the green bamboo sword in his hand in front of his eyes, and he said that he knew. When we get out of this no-man's land and get to the next town, I guess there will be some way. Swords, like people, need to rest, so don't use this sword for the time being. The green bamboo sword sent by the old-timers is naturally good, but it can't withstand the "torture" of three days and two ends.

Lomé sighed. Looking at the dense woods ahead, most of the dry branches are high on top, but the leaves are so lost that they can't shade the sun overhead. It's just the weather now, even if the sky is clear, the sky is cloudless, and the sun is shining on it, it is not as warm as expected. If the autumn wind blows for a long time, the hands and feet will become stiff, and it will be difficult to bend and stretch.

I asked Lin Futian before: Where are we going? But that guy just said to the north, and still didn't have an idea. Luo Mei felt as if she hadn't gotten used to this kind of walking, and after looking at Zhao Jingzhi and them, she found that they were the same as herself, and they were mostly helpless, but they were just not easy to say. As for the two newcomers, Xifeng and Ouyang Shi seemed more comfortable, walking and stopping, looking at the surrounding mountains and rivers. Although the autumn breeze is bleak now, and the scenery is mostly covered by fog, they still have a good look.

It seems that this is the embodiment of the difference in experience. After many years of traveling south and north, the heart has already become strong and indestructible, such a person can not only endure loneliness, but also swallow the boring and ordinary rising and falling moon. Perhaps, the best way to see the world is to let go of Edgeworth and walk on the earth in person.

Lomé looked up.

If it's a high place, it should be cold.

Zhao Jingzhi has combed through her memories these days, and as the memory in her mind became clearer and clearer, she became more and more confused about the person "Dongchuan". It's not that I can't understand it, but I can't see myself clearly. @!奇.iqiwx.#... Better and faster

Who am I? Is it Zhao Jingzhi, the daughter of the current Zhao family, Zhao Mingxi's sister, or the Dongchuan who died in the explosion? Zhao Jingzhi fell into self-doubt.

If this kind of thing is put on anyone, I will be at a loss when I think about it, and I can't figure out why, there is one more man who knows him, and he makes her both familiar and unfamiliar. Zhao Jingzhi, who is now a pot of porridge in his head, should think about it the most these days. The strange thing is that she hasn't deliberately cultivated these days

What, on the contrary, it gets twice the result with half the effort, the supernatural powers inherited from the mural are now becoming more and more "paste", the exercises and self are gradually integrated, and now there will be no more "moonlight" released on the ground for no reason, and many things that used to be quite laborious to control are now gradually becoming familiar.

Meddlesome.

Xifeng looked at Zhao Jingzhi's obvious changes, and was happy for her from the bottom of his heart. In that life, she couldn't practice, her lifespan was limited, and she had a mortal body, and in this life it seemed that God had taken pity on him, so that he had met her reincarnation, and he could practice, and looking at his eyes, although it was very strange, but at some moments, he could always find the shadow of "her". Some of the beautiful thoughts I thought about before are no longer thought about, and the person is not that person anymore, so what's the use of the memory still there? Just being able to look at her, to see her smiling happily, to see her in all her faces, that's enough.

Contentment.

It's what the guy who walked in front said. Although he didn't really want to admit it, he had to say that this sentence did comfort him at some times. His hands naturally drooped, the autumn wind was full of sleeves, naturally "wrapped" around his wrists, walking slowly, the autumn wind has been following him, along the way, if you look carefully, you can see both sides of the road, where the man passes, the yellow and green dead leaves are neatly piled on both sides.

The corners of Zephyr's mouth raised slightly, a little self-deprecating.

Perhaps it was for this reason that people deified themselves at that time and called themselves "the god of wind"? It was also for this reason that she died, so that in the next long time, only the autumn wind was bleak, forever entangled, and walked thousands of roads, as if it was a passing wind, not taken to people's hearts, only swept away the fallen leaves.

Suddenly, Lin Futian patted Zephyr's shoulder and smiled. I don't know when this guy came to his side, Zephyr glanced at Lin Futian and asked, "Something?"

Lin Futian shook his head and said, "No, it's not me who has something, it's you who has something?"

Zephyr slowed down and said, "I'm fine. ”

Lin Futian smiled, "It's okay." Then he walked up again, and after a while he suddenly turned back and said, "Don't think too much." ”

Zephyr walked to the side of the forest burial sky, and the two stood side by side.

"As a reincarnation, what kind of person were you in your first life, and why have I never heard of you?" Zephyr asked suddenly.

Lin Futian smiled: "In my first life, I should have been a good person." As for you haven't heard of me, it seems that I am not famous enough......" Lin Futian rubbed his chin and thought. In fact, he really can't figure out this question.

Hadn't he heard of the name "Emperor of the Underworld"? Hey, it seemed that he hadn't told him his name yet, and it was normal that he didn't know. Lin Futian grinned, a little happy.

Xifeng muttered, "Good people...... He glanced at Lin Futian, his eyes were a little disgusted, "Good people don't say that they are good people, I doubt your statement." ”

Lin Futian said angrily:

"If you don't believe me, then you ask me what to do? ”

Zephyr smiled: "Actually, you are really a person that I can't see through, say that you are a good person, but sometimes your murderous spirit is so heavy that even I feel frightened, say that you are a bad person, you often do some good things, and you can see and feel that you are indeed kind-hearted......"

Lin Futian smiled and waved his hand: "Don't talk about it, I'm embarrassed." ”

Zephyr smiled, "So you can't be understood, I really don't know what kind of person you are, I always feel like you seem to be very kind to everyone, but I can see that in your heart, there is a lot of distance from anyone." ”

Lin Futian looked at the west wind, and the west wind also stopped talking and looked at Lin Futian.

Lin Futian suddenly smiled and said, "Those who know me, Brother Xifeng!"

Looking at Lin Futian's thumbs up to himself, Xifeng helplessly supported his forehead, "You're too difficult to understand." ”

Lin Futian patted Zephyr on the shoulder, he knew what Zephyr meant, but there were some words that he really didn't want to answer, but he really didn't know how to answer, in fact, to be honest, even Lin Futian himself didn't know himself very well, but he still knew a lot about the fluctuations in his heart. It is said that women's hearts are needles, but in fact, men and women are the same, and people's minds are difficult to guess.

"Brother Zephyr, it's good to be interested in me, but it's a little strange that you, a big man, are interested in me," Lin Futian said with a smile, "Be interested in me, that's a woman's business." ”

Zephyr frowned, I don't know why, I always feel something strange in my heart.

Lin Futian said casually: "Actually, people are originally complex and contradictory, I have many shortcomings, of course, there are more advantages." But no matter how long I have been cultivating, how high I stand, and how far I can see, in my heart, I am just an ordinary person, and I go to the Divine Realm just for a promise I once made and a trace of curiosity about myself. Over the years, I'm tired and tired. I guess many of the people I know have lost that energy and don't want to accompany me around anymore. Of course, I understand them, but it's still a little uncomfortable in my heart. ”

Listening to Lin Futian say so much, Xifeng felt that his heart seemed to be more open, he looked at Lin Futian and said sincerely: "Thank you." ”

Lin Futian was stunned for a moment, and then said with a smile: "Brother Xifeng, do you still need to say thank you for this relationship between you and me? ”

Xifeng knocked off Lin Futian's hand on his shoulder, and then said seriously: "What needs to be said still has to be said." ”

Lin Futian rubbed his palms, and then asked, "I take the liberty of asking, how old are you now?"

Zephyr thought for a moment and said, "It's more than two hundred years old." ”

Lin Futian thought for a while, "No wonder, there are forgivables, there are forgivables." ”

Zephyr looked at Lin Futian suspiciously, not knowing what he meant.

Lin Futian put his hands behind him, and there was a smile on his face.

No wonder, it turned out to be a child

。 It's normal to not know yourself, after all, in the long time of your reincarnation, a full 10,000 years have already passed.

Alas...... Lin Futian sighed, and now he realized that he was really old. Although sometimes it's still the same as when I was young and vigorous, but when I'm old, I'm old, and no matter how my heart is, after so long, it is estimated that it has become an antique.

The farther you go, the more you realize that you've been pacing in place?

Lin Futian shook his head, and then looked at a small temple in the distance, the woods were thick, compared to the dry trees he had seen along the way, it looked a little greener.

"Let's go there and rest, the sun is about to set, let's stay here tonight." Lin Futian said to everyone.

Zephyr glanced at that place, and then whispered to Lin Futian: "It's a little weird. ”

Lin Futian smiled and said, "I know. ”

Zephyr turned his head to look at him, puzzled.

Who knew that Lin Futian said seriously: "Young people, you need more experience, so that you can grow better." With that, Lin Futian took the lead and walked in front of him.

Zephyr has nothing to say.

Luo Mei suddenly walked to the west wind, looked at Lin Futian who was walking on the way up the mountain, and asked, "Do you really want to beat him?"

Zephyr said, "I'm kind of thinking about it now. ”

Luo Mei patted him on the shoulder and said in a deep voice: "I'll leave this matter to me." ”

Before Zephyr came to his senses, he saw Luo Mei suddenly run towards Lin Futian, and then threw out the green bamboo sword in his hand and slapped it with a sword.

The two on the hillside began to "learn" for a long time.

Of course, it is always Lin Futian who is unilaterally losing.

The hillside was dusty.

Ouyang Shi looked at Mo Yunfu suspiciously, and the latter shook his head and said, "It's commonplace, just get used to it." ”

"That's ......," Ouyang Shi said suddenly.

Zhao Jing followed straight up the mountain, with a shallow smile at the corner of her eyes.

Zephyr also watched it with relish, and there was a smile on his face.

The previous thank you actually carries a lot of weight, but I don't know if Lin Futian knows it. It's just that even if he knew, he would probably pretend not to know.

This person is indeed very interesting.

Zephyr smiled.

In his opinion, in fact, Lin Futian was not so contradictory, he just didn't let others see how kind he was.

He shook his wrist and shook away the autumn wind that was "entwined" in his sleeves, blowing away the fallen leaves one after another.

It's cool.