[Do you cry like this? 】

"Collect the breath and spit out, and hide the breath."

Chang Yu Feng kept muttering in his heart.

The blue aura of heaven and earth could not reach him, and it could not belong to him.

The two little ones are also at ease in the yard, with nothing to do, only to look at miscellaneous books, watch some crisp birds, red fish, white flowers and grass, and live lonely.

After all, the three thousand palaces have also been there, and these boring days have long been commonplace.

Since they don't know whether Chang Yu Feng has [memory] or no [no memory], only here he really adjusts his breathing like a dumb person, so that this body can absorb the aura of heaven and earth.

Then, don't do anything else.

He didn't eat or drink, his body was clean, and the fragrance of the world lingered around him, and the feeling of being surrounded by herbs and flowers couldn't help but make people's noses sour, and the fragrance was full of tears.

He is not lonely and lonely, so he only has the Dao method of cultivation, breathing and exhaling, and he is a stupid cultivator who does not listen to the things outside the window and only wants to ascend to the gate of heaven.

Outside the courtyard, sometimes it is noisy, sometimes quiet. There are newly raised cats and dogs in Bailing Mountain sleeping or playing, and there are disciples of Bailing Mountain who go up and down the mountain to play and give lectures, all passing through here, and they have all left.

It's not a paradise, but it's a paradise.

Suddenly, the birds flew more and more, and the grass walked quietly.

The Ice Elf and Xiaolan eat, drink and have fun, they don't know much about it, and they don't know much about the things in the world, and there are not many people who know about it.

Out of Bailing Mountain, leaving Changyu Feng, they are all new things and new people, and there are no longer old things and old acquaintances, and they are lonely in vain.

Fortunately, there are a lot of things in this yard, and some of them are treasures that have run out of time.

For example, a few pairs of coloring picture books for children to draw gourds, a few rattles, a few colored balls, a few patchwork puppets, and colorful windmills are enough for the two of them to play for a month.

But it will eventually lose its fun, so he leaned on Changyu Feng's side, waiting for the sunset flowers to bloom, sometimes on top of his head, sometimes on his cuffs, sometimes in boots, sometimes on knees, sometimes on shoulders, flowing water, but also dissipated loneliness.

They didn't know what Chang Yu Feng was going to do, but they saw him doing this every day, every night, not sleeping, not waking up, as if he was cultivating with his eyes closed.

Another fallen leaf fell down, and his anger swept away the fallen leaf. Another disciple watched, he also looked calmly, and another shuttlecock flew down, calling his name, he also stood up and kicked the rainbow shuttlecock out.

He is tall and not like an ordinary person, he is handsome and handsome, not like a mortal, he is otherworldly, not like a man today.

But that's what he did.

Until, a special person came to visit him.

"Sanqi, sure enough...... You're really here......" a woman called his name.

She had a hairpin peculiar to a Chinese woman on her head, looking at the empty courtyard, only one person was waiting to call, and the man named Ning Sanqi stood up and saw her.

She is still very young, but her face is wrinkled and deeply clothed, and she must have worked under the scorching sun with a complexion, and she has to endure hardships in the past few years.

Chang Yu Feng sensed her arrival faster than the two little ones, and he got up, and the little ones on his side rolled on the ground, looking at him in confusion.

Without hurrying or slowing, he walked under the iron gate of the courtyard.

"I'll ...... I went to the disciple's hall to find you......" The person who came was a little embarrassed, seeing Chang Yufeng so full of spirit, showing the appearance of a talent, there was both relief and timidity.

Maybe it's scared......

A towering iron gate separates them.

Or maybe it's because there's a deep barrier between them.

That thick barrier is strange.

The person who came was none other than Ning Hongqian. She had thought that she was a woman, and her children were running all over the ground.

If you don't say that Bailing Mountain is an immortal mountain, a cultivator who goes out of Bailing Mountain will definitely no longer have a future if he gets married and has children as soon as possible.

Haojiao said that her matchmaker still disliked her for having no father and mother, and was abandoned by Bai Lingshan, and "sold" her tossing and turning, a farmer's wife, is one of the few names she has in this life.

Her lips were white, as if time was running out.

She came, trembling, to ...... Here comes the complaint!

"People there say there is no disciple of you...... I want to come out of the Baby's Pavilion at the latest...... Calculate ...... It's time to go to the disciple's hall to practice......"

Ning Hongqian coughed, covered her mouth with a silk scarf, and there were blood streaks all over, Chang Yufeng grabbed the railing, looked at her white turban and flower cloth jacket, and pulled the iron door hard, but it was difficult to come forward to comfort Ning Hongqian, so she could only send her hand away and look at the things in her arms.

It was a package, and it was heavy.

The two little ones also came to Chang Yu Feng's side at this time.

Ning Hongqian would die violently on the cliff in two hours, but not now. She looked at Changyu Feng emptyly, as if she was looking at something......

Thirsty.

She said, "But I can't find you...... I remember the way to the Baby's Pavilion...... That's where it is...... I didn't think you were here......"

She smiled, but her face was a little worse, not as good as a calm face.

"I have been expelled from the division by Bai Lingshan, and I also think that I can't cross the marriage of asking for directions again, presumably Bai Lingshan can accept me again, which is also my blessing."

She knew that Ning Sanqi was mute, and she didn't expect the dumb man to say anything to comfort her, but Chang Yufeng was already teary-eyed, and the haggard person was about to part with him, he was a little ashamed, a little unwilling, and a little broken.

"It's ...... Granny Wang dragged what I gave you......"

Ning Hongqian untied the wrapped snake buckle, and a piece of white jade was clearly revealed.

The jade is a superb jade inlaid with gold carving.

The famous resounding Chinese ancient Chinese character of "Tianyu Renxin", the Phnom Penh lingers, like a long dragon with twists and turns, with white jade as the bottom, more like an ancient tree in full bloom.

The snake of the pavilion in the world is boundless, and the branches of the world are luxuriant and grow endlessly.

"She told me that I must be in your hands...... Tossing and turning, twists and turns...... I come and go...... Delayed so far...... I'm so sorry...... Sanqi ......"

She coughed twice, Ning Hongqian's thin and pale face became rosy with the cough, and her blood was attacking her heart, and her life was short.

"Ah...... I'm thinking...... If holly is in ...... Isn't it okay...... I'm going to come to you sooner......"

She muttered alone...... Because Changyu Feng could only look at her...... Tearful ...... Crying......

She came to cry, and when she was done, she left......

"You have to take care of it...... This is very valuable! ”

Ning Hongqian grabbed Chang Yufeng's hand and put it on the package hard......

"It's your thing...... This is the ...... your parents left to you Do you have a home...... You should go for ...... You'll be able to find ...... You're not like me and Holly ......"

"Don't blame Granny Wang......"

"She's very nice to you...... Better than me and Holly ......"

"Holly is gone......"

"I'm going to be gone...... too"

"You've got to ...... well"

"You still have ......"

She said a lot to Changyu Kaede, who was crying silently.

She thought, hearing Chang Yu Kaede's answer.

It's like stroking the person closest to you.

She raised her rough calloused hands and touched Changyu Feng's head......

One time, two times...... He left in a hurry......

No looking back.

Changyu Kaede was surrounded by a terrible courtyard and was never able to take a step......

As long as he dares, there will be thunderstorms......