It's autumn again......

The flowers and plants are withering, the plants and trees are withering, and it is clear that winter has not yet arrived, but everything in the world has already seemed so depressed......

Hu Ji sat alone in front of the study, looking at the fallen leaves all over the courtyard. On the desk in front of him, there were a few volumes of official documents, reporting some major affairs on the border of the Western Regions, which he had already read.

As soon as he was in Nanning, the Western Regions Dynasty would never dare to act rashly, so these military affairs reports were already the same and familiar to him.

The oil of the oil lamp was added one after another, and the wick was twisted, trying to emit light and heat, and to fight the cold of the long night with the strength of solitude. Hu Ji was the same, sitting alone in this halo wrapped in darkness, silent, without saying a word, inside and outside the house, only the sound of the north wind blowing against the window lattice.

On the table in front of him, there was a glass of wine that had been warm earlier, but now it was so cold that it was difficult to enter his throat.

Hu Ji picked up the wine glass and drank it all without hesitation.

He never drank alcohol before, just because throughout the ages, how many heroes in the army have made mistakes because of drinking.

But since she left, everything seemed to have changed at all, but everything had changed again, and it had become devastated and unrecognizable.

After drinking and extinguishing the treatment, Hu Ji stood up, but he didn't want to go to bed to sleep. He took his coat and put it on, and went out of the house to the stables in the house.

The horses were already asleep in the hay, and the sound of their breathing was accompanied by the hoofs that moved from time to time, and it was quiet and peaceful.

But there was also such a horse, with its head held high proudly, without a trace of tiredness. It snorted and looked at Hu Ji who came over kindly, the two lonely beings looked at each other at this moment, without him speaking, it seemed to have expected its master to come.

Hu Ji wiped the horse's smooth and supple mane, took the reins, and slowly retreated from the stable.

One man and one horse, facing the pale and melancholy moon, walked slowly and vigorously towards the mountains and forests outside the city.

At this time, just over halfway through, it was the turn of the two days, the lights of thousands of homes in Nanning City had been extinguished, and there was no other sound on the empty streets except for the crisp sound of horses' hooves.

The soldiers defending the city seemed to have been prepared, and they stared at the end of the street, silently waiting, silently remembering the hour.

Finally, Hu Ji's figure slowly appeared in the distance, clothed in moonlight, like a dipper in the desert.

The soldiers looked at each other and said only two words:

"Here ......

The city gate rose silently, Hu Ji sped up, and a man and a horse flew through like arrows, without the slightest hesitation or stop.

He made this trip with only one purpose.

......

Outside the city, on Luomei Mountain, Hu Ji led the horse and walked along the wide mountain path to colonel

The ten-mile mountain trail was originally bare on both sides, and there was nothing but weeds and rocks. But now, it is full of peach trees, although it has long withered into mud at this moment, it is not difficult to imagine that in that green spring, ten miles of flowers are in full bloom.

Each plant was planted by Hu Ji himself.

At the end of the trail, a secluded tomb lay quietly, except for the grave, the tombstone, and the coffin.

It's not that Hu Ji insisted on this, just because he was not a prince, and he was even deprived of his surname, and his woman couldn't enter the ancestral hall.

This is also the first time that Hu Ji feels sad for his background and power, and it has become an eternal regret in his life.

Mei Xilan's tomb is still as clean and elegant as before, just like her, gentle and virtuous.

Hu Ji stepped forward and gently put a freshly picked wildflower on it, he stretched out his hand, touched the cold tombstone, and said softly:

"Xilan, it's your birthday, I've come to see you......"

After that, he did not say a word, remained silent, and sat down in front of the grave.

The evening breeze gently brushed his shoulders, like a pair of gentle hands, gently ruffled his hair, as it had done countless times. Hu Ji closed his eyes and felt quietly.

When he opened his eyes again, they were full of tears, twinkling and dancing like stars.

"Xilan ......"

Hu Ji opened his mouth and wanted something.

Suddenly, his face changed, and he stood up suddenly, and the two stones at his feet had reached him at some point, like two meteors, hitting the dense trees beside him.

The bushes shook for a while, as if something was stirring up something inside, but it soon calmed down.

"Who?"

Hu Ji said coldly.

The air seemed to be quiet for a moment, and after a long time, there was a soft sigh from the woman.

Hearing this voice, Hu Ji's face suddenly changed and became very strange.

Immediately afterwards, a woman's figure slowly walked out from behind the bushes, with an elegant and plain embroidered dress and a shallow smile, slowly appeared in front of Hu Ji.

Hu Ji looked at the man, and suddenly froze, as if there was a thunderbolt bursting in his ears, followed by a heavy buzzing sound in his ears. He was unsteady, staggered back two steps, and nearly fell.

No...... No way......

How...... How could it be...... Will it be......

Although he couldn't see the face too clearly by the white moonlight, he recognized it at a glance.

It's her...... It's really her......

This dress, this smile, is exactly the same as when the two of them first met, and it can't be anyone else anymore!

The one that made him think about it in the twilight, haunted his dreams, shared a bed with him, spent the best time together, and finally, separated from him by yin and yang...... The woman......

It's back...... Is it?

"Hee...... Xilan?" Hu Ji stood in place, opened his mouth, and asked these words in a hoarse and difficult voice.

Mei Xilan looked at Hu Ji, her eyes moved like autumn water, and then she nodded her head.

"I ...... Am I dreaming?" Hu Ji looked at her in disbelief and slapped himself hard-

It hurts......

Not dreaming......

Can...... But this ......

You know, then, he watched his lover buried in the ground......

"How so...... Are you back?"

Hu Ji took a few steps forward unsteadily, stretched out his hand, trembling, and wanted to touch her face.

But she didn't let him get her way, and turned around and walked briskly into the depths of the woods.

"Xilan...... Where are you going?" Hu Ji suddenly woke up from a big dream, and hurriedly asked loudly.

Mei Xilan ignored her, and ran to the depths of the mountains and forests alone.

Hu Ji chased two steps forward, but stopped again, turned his head, and looked at Mei Xilan's grave behind him, which was still so quiet.

He is a man with a very strong will, and although some things break his grief, it is difficult to mess with his mind.

Therefore, in the face of this woman who miraculously came back from the dead, he hesitated, hesitating whether to catch up.

She seemed to have a good heart, ran a few steps, and suddenly stopped, turning her head, the corners of her mouth were still smiling, but it was no longer the cute smile before.

Hu Ji's pupils contracted suddenly, this smile he would never forget in his life.

It was the last smile she had left for him when she died at the head of the bed.

It seems to be strong, but in fact it is full of sadness and despair.

Because at the last moment of her life, she couldn't wait for the man with the white horse and silver armor to hold her hand.

Even if he was already standing outside the door.

It was this bitter smile that made Hu Ji's heart, the last line of defense, collapse in an instant!

I've ...... Lost you once......

This time, I definitely can't afford to lose you again!

Hu Ji gritted his teeth, he didn't have time to think about anything more, so he went all out and chased after him-

"Xilan!"

"Wait for me!"

Mei Xilan smiled slightly, turned her head again, lifted the hem of her skirt, and ran into the depths.

Among the three armies, taking the head of the enemy's general is what Hu Ji often does. At this time, the blood was surging, and the wind was even more under his feet, and the power of the emotional explosion made his body as fast as a lightning.

But even with such a shocking speed, it still can't catch up with the figure in front.

Mei Xilan stepped on the breeze, her clothes fluttered, like a fairy, running far ahead.

"Wait for me!"

No matter how lucky Hu Ji was, he was never able to close the distance between him and her, obviously less than twenty steps, but he was as far away as an end.

She was like a cloud pendulum falling from the side, obviously close in front of her, but she couldn't touch it.

A tear slipped from Hu Ji's eye socket and swept backwards quickly.

He yelled hoarsely:

"Don't ...... anymore Leave me behind!"

Please......

Once is good......

However, at this time, Hu Ji was completely immersed in the demons in his heart, and completely forgot a very important thing-

The woman he loves, Mei Xilan, is just the daughter of an ordinary businessman, where can she be so ethereal and fast?

But it was such an obvious thing, but he never noticed it.

When the two of them were far away, in front of the bushes in the tomb of Mei Xilan, two people came out again, both of them were black-clothed and hats, and they couldn't see their faces clearly.

One of them looked at the back of the two departing, chuckled and shook his head:

"His Royal Highness King Zhang, His Royal Highness King Zhang, I really didn't expect you to have such an emotional ......"

"My lord, this is very good," said the other, with a smile, "so that the concubine's plan will be foolproof." ”

"Yes, I really didn't expect it to go so smoothly," the man before sighed and said, "I've been worried about whether something will go wrong, but I didn't expect that the thousand-faced Langjun is really worthy of his reputation, and he can imitate a dead person so vividly just by virtue of the portrait on the calligraphy and painting......

He stretched out his foot and kicked the tombstone of Mei Xilan, and the smile on his face was even bigger.

"My lord, I'm still a little worried...... the other person looked left and right, and said respectfully:

"This Zhang Wang Hu Ji, after all, is a man of iron and blood in the military, these things are gods and ghosts after all, will he be able to see through them on the way?"

"Hehe, you don't have to care so much, even if he reacts later, he will definitely not be able to return to Nanning before the army presses the border!"

The man sneered, looked up at the bright moon sinking in the west, and sighed:

"Once a man is emotional, he is hundreds of times more stubborn than a woman......"

......

When Xiao opened his eyes from the bed, although the wind and snow outside the house were still there, it was already white.

"Good guy, I've slept twice!" Qi Zehui, who was napping beside him, also woke up suddenly, and when he saw his friend wake up, he couldn't help but be overjoyed: "You're worried about killing me!"

"I ...... What's wrong with me?" Xiao asked, rubbing his eyes.

"The donor seems to be in a disorder of qi and blood, and some of them have gone mad, so he fainted," Master Lichen walked over from the side room with a smile, "Thanks to the Qi Shizhu who found you and sent you over, the poor monk has pierced the acupoint with a silver needle and straightened out the stagnant qi, and now there is no major problem." ”

"Thank you......, Master Abbot," Xiao smiled a little embarrassedly, he scratched his head, and couldn't figure out what went wrong anyway.

"You, you, but I'm worried about my death," Qi Zehui patted the former's shoulder with disgust, "You, just sleep in peace, what are you doing with a broken book? Thanks to the fact that there are high-ranking monks here in the Shaolin Temple, not only do they not dislike you for fainting and pooping and urinating, but they can also save you! If you change somewhere else, you will definitely be dead...... Uh, that, anyway...... Watch out next time!"

He suddenly realized that something might not be right, and swallowed the second half of the sentence back.

"Deputy helmsman Qi has praised it, saving the world and helping people is my duty as a Shaolin disciple," Abbot Lichen smiled slightly, "Deputy helmsman Qi, now that Lord Xiao has just escaped, he still needs to recuperate, you and I will go out first." ”

"It's okay or not, you can rest well, the food and drink have been put on the bedside for you, and the night pot has been cleaned, you are so lying down, I will go out first-" Qi Zehui pointed to the dough and warm water at the bedside, and stood up while chattering.

"Good, good. Xiao smiled and nodded.

"That's right," Qi Zehui just took a few steps, suddenly turned around again, and took out an object:

"This book is yours, isn't it?there's no blood foam, but it shouldn't affect your reading, put it away—"

Xiao was stunned, because the book in his hand was the "Taiyin Sun Nine Rubbing Wuji Gong" that he had cultivated!

If he had opened it, how could he not have seen the words left by the Iron Gall on the first page?

But Qi Zehui didn't seem to know anything, so he stuffed the book into Xiao's arms with a big grin, turned around and walked out happily.

Only then did I remember that my good brother was not even illiterate.

"Hey, Ah Hui!" Xiao tried to stop the former and tell him everything.

"Oh, you have something to rest, don't be in a hurry!" Qi Zehui waved his hand, hummed a song and walked out, closing the door with his hand.

Xiao shrugged his shoulders helplessly, sighed, and had to lie back on the bed and try to fall asleep.

But he has just slept for two, how easy is it to fall asleep again?

He looked left and right, and saw that there was no one else in the room, so he lifted the quilt and stepped out of bed, stretching a big lazy waist—

Hmmm-

Then he grabbed a piece of bread and ate it in a circle around the room.

As he ate, his movements suddenly slowed down.

Xiao stopped, looked down at his steady and relaxed legs, and his eyes gradually showed a look of disbelief.

At the head of the bed, the crutch he had relied on for survival was lying motionless on the ground at this time, and the twisted patterns on the cane seemed to have turned into a funny face, smiling at him.