Inside the tent, Mu Zhilan and Ye Zanglong wrapped the Red Refining Star Luo in a white cloth and carefully packed it into a wooden box.

Closing the wooden box, Mu Zhilan actually showed a long-lost smile and said, "The dynasty has been looking for this sword for many days, and I plan to send someone to send this sword back to the imperial city." ”

"Okay, let's report it in the name of these children, after all, the great credit for this day is theirs. Ye Zanglong agreed with Mu Zhilan to send the Red Refining Star Luo back to the Imperial City, and proposed that the names of Mu Yuncheng and Ye Feiyu should be used to receive the credit.

"This is natural, I thought that Yuncheng and they were just here to play, and I didn't want a few of them to accidentally bump into each other, sabotage the Xinghai Sect's plan to annex Bashu and defend Jiangzhou City. It was really unexpected!" Mu Zhilan raised his chin slightly when he said this, his eyes narrowed, and he smoothed his long beard with his hands, this was the first time he was proud of Mu Yuncheng.

Ye Zanglong laughed when he heard this: "I have long been optimistic about this kid Yuncheng, and his qualifications are no less than you and your eldest brother." In time, it will definitely be able to resist the banner of Mujia swordsmanship. ”

Mu Zhilan felt even more when he heard him say this, and secretly reminded himself that he must let Mu Yuncheng inherit the Mu family's swordsmanship, how much he hoped that the Mu family's swordsmanship could be carried forward in Mu Yuncheng's hands.

Let's say that Mu Yuncheng wanted to chase Chu Shui's rumor, but seeing that she didn't mean to wait for herself, she didn't want to be bored, turned around, and walked straight towards Lu Xiao's camp.

At the door of the tent, Mu Tangtang brought a bowl of broth and sent it, Mu Yuncheng hurriedly stopped it, took the broth from her hand, and wanted to give it to Lu Xiao in person.

"Xiaoxiao, what do you think I'm bringing you?" he had not yet stepped into the tent with his front feet, but the sound of joy had already reached the tent.

But no one responded to him.

When the curtain was lifted, there was no one inside!

Mu Yuncheng was a little confused when he saw this, and the bowl containing the soup slipped from his hand and shattered. On the bed was a folded letter with a hosta on it.

He hurriedly unfolded the letter, this was the first time he had seen Lu Xiao's handwriting.

"Brother Mu, please forgive me for saying goodbye. When I was in Taoling, I never thought I would come to Jiangzhou to meet you. When I met you in Jiangzhou, I never thought that the ending would be like this.

I shouldn't have kept your identity a secret, maybe our acquaintance was wrong. Your enmity with my father is a doomed tragedy for me, and it will not end well if I force you to stay by your side.

Now that my father is dead, I don't blame you, but I blame him for killing too much and committing a great sin.

I had really wanted to go on a journey with you, but it seemed impossible at this point. You don't have to bother looking for me, maybe I'm just looking for a quiet place to clear my troubled thoughts. When I figure out how to be freed from the pain, you and I will still have a chance to meet. ”

"Smiling ......" Mu Yuncheng held the letter in his hand, turned around and ran towards the tent.

When he went out to see someone, he asked, but no one noticed where Lu Xiao went. However, Fu'er of the stables saw Lu Xiao coming to pick up the horse, and Mu Yuncheng said that he was heading west.

When Mu Yuncheng heard what he said, it was as if he had grasped a life-saving straw. He also picked a horse and rode it to the west.

Although it defeated the Xinghai Sect, Jiangzhou City was no longer prosperous. There were almost no pedestrians on the streets along the coast, and Chu Shuiyu sat alone on the riverbank, looking at the calm river in a daze. The dark clouds in the sky have not dispersed for a long time, but the sunlight behind them has been unbearable, and secretly embroidered a circle of light gold around it.

From time to time, the surface of the river fluctuated a few times, and the dark clouds in the water were broken together with the golden light, and then kneaded together to become a bright and charming starlight.

"When do you want to leave for Vientiane Mountain?" it was Mo Yiyue who quietly bypassed her and sat down next to her.

Seeing that it was Mo Yiyue, Chu Shuiyu nodded at him, and then replied: "Just these two days, although Jiangzhou City is in ruins, we can't play any role in this, so we simply leave, and we can't give up for a long time." ”

She said it like it sounded like it was about the thing and like it was about the person.

Mo Yiyue nodded and smiled: "It's okay to leave earlier, I should also go back to the Yuan Court earlier." ”

"Uh, aren't you going to Vientiane Mountain with us, didn't Mu Yuncheng say that he was going to Tianxiao Gate too?" Chu Shui Yu thought that Mo Yiyue would also go to Tianxiao Gate together, but she didn't want him to go back to Yuanting Mountain, which really surprised her.

"Well, Yuncheng will go! I have already worshiped Jiang Ting as a teacher, if I go to Tianxiao Gate, it can only be regarded as a play, but I have been out for some time, and I need to go back to the master to visit. After the affairs of my master are settled, I will go to Vientiane Mountain to see you. "He has a smile on his face and soft words are always pleasant.

Speaking of this, Mo Yiyue sighed softly.

"What? Is it lamenting the gathering and dispersion, or did you not have time to mention this matter to Mu Yuncheng?" Chu Shui Yu guessed that he hadn't mentioned this matter to Mu Yuncheng yet, otherwise with Mu Yuncheng's character, he would definitely be stalked and let him stay.

"Both. Mo Yiyue smiled at her, looked at the river but stopped talking.

At this time, it was getting late, and Mu Yuncheng, who was chasing westward, was in vain, and he had already returned to the city in despair.

The city of Jiangzhou is peaceful, and many people walk on the street to change the scene of depression in the past. But these people don't seem to have come to admire the moon in the wind, and they all have a paper lamp in their hands.

"Brother Mu, Brother Mu!" A few crisp calls made Mu Yuncheng raise his head, and it was Mu Qilin who was also holding a paper lamp in his hand, running towards him excitedly.

Mu Yuncheng turned over and dismounted, rubbed his cheek and asked, "Qilin, what are you doing with this paper lamp?"

"Everyone said that they would pray by the river tonight, and this paper lamp was to be put into the water. As he spoke, he handed the paper lamp to Mu Yuncheng and shook it, the base of the paper lamp was in the shape of a boat, and a candle was inserted on it, all of which were white.

He looked up at the sky, the dark clouds had dispersed at some point, and the night sky seemed to have been washed, and the blue was very intoxicating. But he was not happy, the dawn moon reflected the heart of the river, the cold light shone on the lonely shadow, facing the sky at this moment, there was only a sadness left in his heart.

There was a trace of warmth in his eyes, and tears slipped down again.

"Brother Mu, why are you crying?" Mu Qilin looked at Mu Yuncheng, but his delicate voice was full of doubts.

Mu Yuncheng hurriedly wiped away his tears, lowered his head and touched his little face, and said with a smile: "That's because you cry because you are sad, you must not learn from me, you always cry your nose, and it is useless." ”

"Yuncheng. Someone shouted to himself from behind, Mu Yuncheng turned to look, and everyone handed countless paper lamps in front of him. Although these paper lamps have different shapes, they are full of everyone's thoughts about the deceased and their expectations for the future.

Looking at these paper lamps, Mu Yuncheng seemed to have regained confidence and courage, he closed his eyes and took a long breath, as if a long-lost smile bloomed in front of him.

Taoling in the afternoon, dawn in Jiangzhou, the clear sound in the memory, all of them are Lu Xiao at this moment.

But the melodious laughter like a bell quietly disappeared in his ears.

Mu Yuncheng slowly opened his eyes, took the paper boat handed by Mu Tangtang, squatted down, and slowly put it into the river.

The moon rises from the place where the water and the sky meet, and in an instant the river is sprinkled with silver light.

Jiangzhou City, which has been tired for many days, looks particularly quiet in the quiet moonlight.

After tonight, everyone will go their separate ways. Mu Yuncheng was originally in a mood that was mobilized by everyone, but he was depressed again because Mo Yiyue told him that he was going back to Yuanting Mountain.

A few people leaned on the railing of the long bridge, looking at the brightly lit river.

Countless soldiers and civilians put homemade lanterns on the river, closed their eyes and prayed silently.

The gentle stream of water shimmered with the glittering starlight, accompanied by the faint and warm glow of the paper lamp, and flowed eastward along the river. The paper lantern carrying everyone's wishes and blessings, like a giant dragon covered with golden scales in the gorgeous galaxy, slowly disappeared into the endless distance.

(End of Volume 1)