The night of the evening is always very quiet.

Xiao Shisanniang sat in the small courtyard of her thatched house, she held her chin with her hands and looked at the faint light on the opposite mountainside.

It's been ten days since the master came back.

Only on the first day of return, the master met with everyone, and the rest of the time, even the food was delivered to her hut.

The master didn't say anything, but the look on the master's face was very gloomy.

It's like the withered grass on the mountain when the winter of Late Creek Zhai comes.

There is no longer the heartless and cheerful appearance that used to be.

The master has always been stingy.

But on that day, the master took out a silver ticket of 20,000 taels from her blanket and gave it to the sword dance master.

She said that the land of Wanxizhai missed the sowing of wheat last year, and the rice began to bloom, and when it was green and yellow, the big guys could not use wild vegetables to satisfy their hunger.

She asked the Sword Dance Master Sister to take the junior sisters to the town to buy more food and come back!

She also asked the sword dance master sister to buy a few cows!

The master who has always regarded silver as life, she doesn't even want silver!

That's a dead end!

What's going on?

Yesterday, when the sword dance master sister came back, she was very worried.

Under the inquiries of many senior sisters and sisters, the sword dance master sister said...... The regent Li Chen'an and Miss Zhongli both died on the top of the West Mountain in Shuzhou!

Truth.

For the first time in her life, the master went out and met someone who made her heart move.

Thinking that the master pinned her life on Li Chen'an's body, he never expected that this kind of seed would die so suddenly before it could sprout.

This is where the master's sorrow comes from.

So much so that the amount of food in the master has increased greatly in the past few days, and she originally only ate one bun, but she has to eat three of them every time in the past few days!

And drink a bowl of porridge!

Master, this is to turn grief into food.

I hope she eats more, can get out of the haze as soon as possible, and her face can reproduce the beautiful sunshine as soon as possible.

Just when Xiao Sanniang was thinking like this, suddenly, she felt that there seemed to be a person standing behind her!

She turned abruptly and was startled!

Xiao Baozi stood behind her at some point.

“…… Master! ”

"Thirteen, what did you hear about the other day...... Two of the Seven Swords of the Tianshan Mountains came to our evening stream? ”

Xiao Sanniang's mouth was slightly furrowed, it's been a month since this happened, right?

It was the senior brother and the third senior brother of the Seven Swords of the Tianshan Mountains who came.

People don't have long eyes!

They came to learn from the disciples of Wanxi Zhai!

This is very normal in the Jianghu sect, and it is not a door-to-door kick.

What's more, people know etiquette very well, and they know that there are no male disciples in Wanxizhai, so they don't come in front of the mountain gate at all.

"Master......"

Xiao Sanniang's words were interrupted by Xiao Baozi as soon as she spoke.

"As a teacher, I know that you may suffer a loss."

"How can Wanxizhai suffer?"

"Next, you will farm well and practice martial arts in the late return mountain!"

Xiao Sanniang's eyes widened suddenly, "Master......"

Her words were blocked by Xiao Baozi again.

"The teacher is in a bad mood, this breath, I can't swallow it for the teacher!"

"You tell the Sword Dance to go to Tianyin Pavilion for the teacher!"

She turned around and left, not giving Xiao Sanniang a chance to explain the situation at all, and left a sentence:

"For the teacher, for you!"

She drifted away.

Xiao Sanniang stretched out a hand, "No, master......"

Where is the shadow of her master under the starlight.

Xiao Sanniang was stunned.

After a while, Jian Wu came to her small courtyard.

Jian Wu also looked at the small thatched hut on the opposite mountainside, and said to Xiao Sanniang:

"The master is bitter!"

"It's better for her to go out for a walk."

"If she has been holding back in the evening stream...... I'm more worried about her. ”

Xiao Sanniang stood abruptly, "Oh...... I hope that when the master goes out this time, she can meet a man who can walk into her heart! ”

Sword Dance shook her head, "There won't be any more." ”

Xiao Sanniang turned her head to look at Jian Wu and asked in surprise, "Why?" ”

"The master has been watching a poem in her hut for the past few days."

“…… What word? ”

"A poem written by Li Chenan to her."

"What's written?"

"I don't know, she didn't show it to me, and said that he wrote it to her, even if it's me, a big disciple, I can't share it."

Xiao Sanniang understood.

I thought that Li Chen'an would die when he died, why did he leave a poem to tie the master's heart.

The master is only nearly twenty-one years old.

This night Xizhai is not Cihang Jingzhai a hundred years ago.

She won't marry?

What's the difference between that and a nun?

"The master is gone."

Xiao Sanniang looked up again, and the lights in the hut went out.

A small black donkey, a girl dressed in gray and white linen, and an eagle hovering in the night sky, left Wanxizhai on the evening of this day.

Go to the country of Wu.

Xiao Baozi's face lost that sad look.

She was very happy and looking forward to it.

"Chen'an, I've tried to stay here and wait for you."

"But I found that my days were like years."

"I feel like two years have passed."

"You haven't come back yet, so I'll look for you!"

She put on a black veil to hide her earthly countenance.

……

……

Dawn.

Zhongli Ruoshui woke up from Li Chen'an's arms and saw that familiar face and those gentle eyes.

She slept soundly last night.

Maybe it's because of the song "Legend".

Or maybe it's the song "Evil".

When she woke up at this moment, she realized that Li Chenan was mainly by her side.

She was familiar with his smell and his warm embrace.

That's the habit.

Getting used to this thing is like the traces left behind by the passage of time.

got along day and night, although time passed quietly, but he obviously relied on him a lot.

It seems that as long as he is around, there will be no danger.

There won't be a problem that can't be solved.

As a result, he seems to have become a little lazier, because with him, he doesn't need to use his own brain to think about anything.

"Does your head still hurt?"

Li Chenan stretched out his hand and brushed the emanation on Zhong Li Ruoshui's forehead and asked.

"It doesn't hurt anymore...... Chen An,"

"Huh?"

"You, haven't you slept all night?"

Li Chenan shook his head, "I just woke up too." ”

"Oh, so get up?"

"Wait."

"What are you waiting for?"

Li Chenan grinned, "Want to know?" ”

"Hmm."

Li Chenan lifted the quilt and stood up.

Zhongli Ruoshui's face was flushed for a moment.

……

……

The sky was white.

The mountains on the opposite side are really far away.

Li Chenan stood on the top of the cliff and looked at the opposite cliff, and then looked at the misty valley.

How can this be crossed?

At that moment, his gaze fell not far to the left.

He was shocked!

In his sight, a rattan had crossed the cliff, connecting the north and south ends like a thin single-plank bridge!

He walked over.

He stood in front of the tree with the rattan tied.

The cut of the rattan has not yet withered, and it even looks fresh!

Then, the time when this rattan bridge was built must be the last one or two days.

Who has been here?

And who built this rattan bridge?