It is a simple wooden house, built on the tender green grass, like a hermit, in the closest posture to nature, away from the hustle and bustle, leisurely.

Leng Feng stood outside the door, standing straight, like a sculpture in the wind.

Ye Qingchen came to the outside of the wooden house, and there was a burst of medicinal fragrance in his nose. As a veteran healer, she could discern the spiritual plants that corresponded to these scents.

She dared to conclude that the owner of the wooden house must be a profound medicine man.

"How are you standing outside?"

"I don't know how to do medicine. ”

Ye Qingchen nodded. Leng Feng meant that since he didn't know medical skills, it was useless to go in. Ye Qingchen looked at the open door, thought about it and walked in.

The medicinal fragrance in the room was stronger, so strong that it was a little pungent.

On a simple bed, covered with hay, a scrawny old man lay quietly, his breath faint and dying. On the side of the bed, Diao knelt with a bowl to feed medicine to the old man.

In the porcelain bowl with a broken corner, the steaming heat and the crisp taste are the breath of Qingwei grass.

"Sister~" Ah Diao saw Ye Qingchen coming in, raised his lips and shouted.

There were tears in the corners of her eyes.

Ye Qingchen smiled back lightly, didn't say much, and stood quietly aside.

The old man on the bed, most of his life has already been lost, and now it is speeding up, even if there is a good elixir, he has no power to return to the sky.

"Grandpa, drink the medicine quickly. Diao choked. The medicine in the mouth flows down the corners of the lips, and you can't feed a drop in it anyway.

After practicing medicine by her grandfather's side for many years, she still didn't understand that her grandfather couldn't drink her medicine because he didn't have the strength to drink it anymore.

Grandpa, he's leaving.

Over the years, he has followed his grandfather to see too many lives disappear. The dimming light in those eyes was like the silence of the stars in the sky.

In the past, she and her grandfather depended on each other, and she didn't feel deep about life and death. Now, when she left the people she loved and loved by her, she realized that the separation of life and death was extremely painful.

She is no longer a child who is ignorant of the world, she deeply understands that death means that from now on, she and her grandfather will be separated forever and never see each other again.

"Sister, can you save my grandfather?" Ah Diao looked at Ye Qingchen with longing. This old man who carried her back from the ice and snow, pulled her little by little, and grew up with love and warmth, how could she watch his soul return to the nine heavens?

Ye Qingchen shook his head with a look of regret. She is good at medicine, but she is not a god and can't bring the dead back to life.

The last ray of hope in Diao's eyes was extinguished.

"Ahem~" The unconscious old man on the bed suddenly coughed, Ah Diao put down the bowl and hurriedly sat up, "Grandpa, are you awake?"

The old man opened his cloudy eyes and glanced at Ah Diao, his face was full of kindness, and he was even more reluctant, "Ah Diao, grandpa... Going to go. In the future, you will ... Take care of yourself, you know?"

Ah Diao burst into tears in an instant.

"Don't cry, grandpa said, whether it's life or death, hardships and hardships, no matter what happens, you have to face it with a smile. ”

"After grandpa leaves, don't think about grandpa, remember, you have to... Look ahead, bravely ... Look ahead. ”

......

The old man who was coming to the end of his life, with the last bit of strength in this life, taught his granddaughter that kind of reluctance, those wisdom, Rao is Ye Qingchen was also moved.

This old man who has experienced vicissitudes of life has a bad fate, which makes him even more indifferent.

Everyone will have a day when they will perish, but in the face of life and death, a positive attitude, those emotions, will transcend the boundaries of life and death and live forever.

"Hmm. Ah Diao remembers, always remembers. ”

"Good, grandpa's good granddaughter... The old man smiled, trembling and gently stroking the top of Ah Diao's hair, those eyes looked at Ah Diao intently, and used all his strength, as if he wanted to engrave her in his soul and never forget.

It's just that the one who stroked the top of Ah Diao's hair was still unable to hang down in the end.

**

The grasslands of the Thunder Domain are windy all year round.

The flame gradually extinguished and returned to nothingness.

Looking at the ashes in front of him that were scattered in the void by the strong wind, the corners of Diao's lips raised slightly, as if he was pleased.

She clearly remembered that her grandfather had said that when he died, he would be turned to ashes and blown by the wind on the grassland, like an eagle flying on the grassland. When he was tired of flying, he fell into the soil and turned into nutrients to nourish the grass on the grassland.

Grandpa's wish has finally come true.

"Grandpa, you never left Ah Diao, but in a different way, to protect Ah Diao, right?" Ah Diao stared at the sky, muttered softly, and slowly closed his eyes.

The breeze was blowing on her face, gently caressing her face as if it were grandpa's lovingness.

The day is thin, and the night wind is getting colder.

After a long time, Ah Diao walked up to Ye Qingchen and Leng Feng and said softly, "Sister, Uncle Leng, thank you." ”

Ye Qingchen shook his head, "There's nothing to thank, we didn't help much." "It's them, thanks to Ah Diao's blessing, that they easily found the Qingwei grass.

"Sister and Uncle Leng are both good people. Grandpa said that the grace of a drop of water is reciprocated by a spring. This kindness, Ah Diao should remember it in his heart and never forget it. Ah Diao's eyes were clear and his expression was firm.

Ye Qingchen stared at the girl in front of him.

The girl was not tall, half a head shorter than her, probably because she had lived in the harsh environment of the minefield grassland all year round, and her cheeks were red and chapped.

She is not beautiful, and it can even be said that she is not good-looking, but those eyes seem to be filled with pure water from Yao Chi, which is so clean and clear that it can purify the soul.

The night is thick, the crescent moon is like a hook, and the stars are dotted with bright lights at night. The wind on the prairie is rare to calm his violent temper, and his image at the moment is gentle like a lady.

Outside the wooden house, Ye Qingchen sat on the ground, looking up at the starry sky.

It's winter now, counting the days, she has been away from Cangzhou City for nearly two months. Before she knew it, she had crossed thousands of rivers and mountains, and traveled thousands of miles.

"Father, mother, are you okay now?" Ye Qingchen murmured softly. She thought, her father, at this moment, will she be like her, and send lovesickness to Mingyue?

At this time, my thoughts will always put on wings, fly over Wanliguan Mountain, and return to that remote southern wilderness town. In my mind, the scenes that happened in Cangzhou City will slowly become vivid.

In the past, she thought that 'the moon is the hometown of Ming' was nothing more than an emotional paranoia. Now, when this kind of paranoia happened to herself, she suddenly realized: because she is affectionate, she is paranoid.

Ye Qingchen hugged his knees, looked at the starry sky, and showed a shallow smile.

Suddenly thinking of something, Ye Qingchen stretched out his palm, and after a flash of light, a jade pendant with a slight glow appeared in her palm.

The jade pendant is the size of a thumb, somewhat mutilated, glowing with a light blue luster in the moonlight, flickering bright and dark, very magical.

Ye Qingchen stared at the jade pendant in his heart without blinking, and his thoughts flew away...