The insects are silent, and the leaves are shaking.

Autumn is red, and the birdsong is long......

An autumn leaf was blown into the study building, and the leaves fluttered, gently falling on Su Modi's long hair, and Su Mo ignored it.

As far as the eye could see, the open windows of the study building were already covered with fallen leaves, and a gust of wind blew, and those yellow leaves swayed slightly, as if the wind was not strong enough to blow them away.

I don't know if it's the wind, or the fallen leaves, or the young man sitting like a dead tree......

In this scene, there is always a little bleak......

A bewitching illusory figure gradually appeared behind Su Mo, watching Su Mo flipping through a "Collection of Grass and Trees Characters", sighed and said: "You don't need to read this book, it is not too different from the "Book of Plants and Trees" you read two days ago." ”

Su Mo shook his head, still flipping through it by himself.

"Although this "Grass and Trees Character Collection" is not much different from the "Grass and Trees Book", there are more plants and trees recorded, I will take a look at it, maybe there will be any clues."

The illusory bewitching figure was far behind Su Mo, looking at Su Mo, whose hair was more than half white, and sighed: "I said it a long time ago, your little girl is not a crippled soul." ”

"She was originally a crippled remnant soul, this remnant soul is too small, dissipation is destiny, not reversible!"

Su Mo finished flipping through the "Collection of Grass and Wood Characters" in his hand, put it aside casually, and picked up a copy of "Pharmacology" and flipped it up.

"I ...... Don't believe in destiny! ”

"Don't waste your cultivation, I'll take a look at the books I gave you!" The enchanting figure sighed, leaving the words and disappearing.

Su Mo nodded silently.

The book given to him by the 'big murderer', Su Mo only flipped through it and wrote it down, but he didn't have time to test it.

The book is full of murder techniques, but unlike the worldly practices, this murder technique is very strange.

...... It seems to be a technique that allows Confucianism and Taoism to merge with all other Daos!

For example, let Su Mo use Confucianism and Taoism to perform swordsmanship!

And that book of life and death, except for being able to interfere with Su Mo's spells and make the spells change, it didn't seem to have any other effect.

No matter how Su Mo tried, it was just hanging there after all, as if he didn't care about the world!

"Young master......" The little girl pushed the door into the study, sat down next to Su Mo, and gently leaned her head on Su Mo.

The long hair that was scattered fell on Su Mo's arm, swaying slightly in the wind.

"Huh?" Su Mo turned his head, smiled and touched the top of the little girl's head with his hand, and lifted the little girl's messy long hair that was blown by the wind on her face......

"There is news from outside, the entrance to the Divine Domain has opened, and many people have entered, but many people have also died...... I heard that few people came out, and the world was in an uproar. The girl looked up at Su Mo's pale face, and slowly told Su Mo about the outside world.

Su Mo was stunned for a moment and shook his head: "It has nothing to do with us!" ”

"Hmm!" The little girl nodded, then lowered her head again, and continued in a low voice:

"The girl seems to have forgotten a lot of things lately......"

"There are some very important ones, but the girl just can't remember them!" The little girl's immature and innocent face showed a look of loss.

Su Mo showed endless pity in his heart, put down the book in his hand, and reached out to put his arm around the little girl into his arms.

smiled and comforted: "It's okay, haven't you always asked the girl to write notes?" If the girl forgets, she will flip through the notebook, and she will naturally remember! ”

"But......" The little girl couldn't help but shed two tears in her eyes.

"The girl is so afraid that one day she will forget the young master." The little girl pressed her head tightly to Su Mo's arms, wanting to remember the taste of Su Mo's body.

"That's ...... There's really nothing left for the girl......"

Su Mo's eyes turned red, and he tilted his head and smiled: "That's ......"

"Will the girl forget the young master?"

The little girl raised her head and looked at Su Mo, she saw that Su Mo's eyes were filled with endless pity.

"No, it won't! The girl will never forget the young master...... Even if you forget everything, you won't forget the young master. The little girl said like a child promising an adult.

"Good...... Then we're going to get it. ”

"The girl must not forget the young master!"

Otherwise...... The young master has nothing left......

Another gust of autumn wind blew, blowing into the study building full of fallen leaves, blowing through the two bitter children in the building who were closely dependent on each other and depended on each other......

The wind, as if shaking his head slightly, sighed and left through the window on the other side.

Left behind two more fallen leaves that were brought into the book building, and a desolate place......

......

The autumn leaves are finally falling, and the birdsong has stopped early.

The north is blowing cold, and the first snow is reflecting the mountains......

In the overwhelming snow white, looking from all sides of the academy, the mountains and mountains are all white.

The study building of the academy towers over the side of the academy, and from there, you can see far away, but you can also see a pale world.

In the courtyard, Luo Yin, dressed in a white dress, caresses the Moqin in the snow, and the music lingers on the snow in the mountains.

The other people in the academy shook their heads and sighed as they looked at the two figures on the ground above the study building.

It doesn't seem to be snow falling from the sky......

Su Mo had white hair, sat in front of the window, holding the little man in his arms and looking at the white snow outside the window, his face pale.

The empty books on the bookshelves in the library marked that Su Mo had spent a year flipping through them all.

Except for a copy of "Shencao Zhi" next to him, there was nothing else around.

All the other books were stacked on top of each other, like a high wall that had been blocked from the way to life, and it was impossible to climb over and enter it......

And the "Shencao Zhi" was placed there, and a few words were recorded on one of the pages:

Flower ...... the other side

Flowers bloom on the other side, flowers bloom on the other side.

Flowers do not see leaves, leaves do not see flowers, and they miss each other and do not see each other......

It can make the soul not disperse, and it can make up for the incompleteness of the soul.

It's just a pity that after these words, there is a line of eye-catching red marking:

After the Confucian sage broke the sky,

There is no other flower in the world!

"Young master, the girl seems to have forgotten a lot of things......" The little girl lay in Su Mo's arms, looking at the white expanse outside the window, her expression was dazed.

Su Mo lowered his head, looked at the little person in his arms, couldn't help but gently caress the little girl's cheek with his hand, and said with a slight smile: "Forget, forget ......"

"It's not a big deal!"

The little girl looked at Su Mo's white hair, which was pale in the snow, poignant and sad......

"But ......"

"The girl seems to have forgotten the scene when she first met the young master......"

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