For fishing, weak water doesn't want to use Mu Qiannian's time-consuming, laborious, and unflattering method.

I saw that with a wave of the weak water long sword, a small piece of bamboo in Mu Qiannian's hand was cut off with a "click". The speed was extremely fast, and by the time Mu Qiannian was dumbfounded, the weak water had already cut the small piece of bamboo in his hand into four short bamboo sticks with sharp tips in a few clicks.

When the fish swam over, the weak water palm luck internal force struck out, and four short bamboo sticks flew out of the palm at the same time. When Mu Qiannian opened his mouth wide in shock, the four short bamboo sticks had already penetrated the four fish that were still swimming happily in the water just now.

"Still stunned, hurry up and put on your shoes and take the fish back." Weak Shui looked at Mu Qiannian, who was still standing barefoot in the water, and his mouth was still closed because of surprise, and reminded helplessly.

"When I get back, I'll make grilled fish, and I finally have meat to eat. Mu Qiannian came back to his senses, hurriedly picked up four fish, waded upstream in the river, put on his shoes and washed his hands, and then picked up the fish again to chase the weak water that had gone away.

The lunch of Weak Water and Mu Qiannian is grilled fish and white rice.

Mu Qiannian's grilled fish is very well controlled, golden on both sides, and it is coated with a layer of sauce that he has prepared with kitchen seasonings, and then sprinkled with five-spice powder and sesame seeds, which is really delicious.

Eating grilled fish in weak water, I can finally understand why the cooking master of Wanbao Pavilion said that he is quite talented. This is also the most delicious meal in this yard, with weak water.

In the past three years, when Prajna was there, it was Prajna who cooked and ate with weak water. But after all, Pranya is not a maid who serves people, but a dead soldier of Princess Wushuang. If she wants to kill people and protect the Lord, it is absolutely resolute.

But if you let her cook and cook, don't expect it to be of a high standard. When I first came to this courtyard with weak water, I didn't even know how to cook. In the past three years, her cooking skills have also slowly improved after being disliked and self-disgusted by the princess again and again.

After eating lunch, I watched Mu Qiannian finish cleaning up. Weak water suddenly didn't know what to do next. In the past three years, her only goal has been to find Mu Xingyu's revenge. But now I don't need to look for it, but I don't adapt to the life I live for myself for a while.

In the end, she had to go back to the house silently, and sit in front of the window and watch the maple tree that fell its leaves in the wind.

At last, she lay down in front of the bookcase, and her mind turned to sleepiness and fell asleep.

Mu Qiannian didn't feel that he had nothing to do, he cleaned up the kitchen, passed by the room with weak water, saw that the door had been closed, and estimated that she had gone back to the house to rest. He fed the horses, took care of the stables, and finally went out to the mountains alone.

It wasn't until the sun was about to disappear that Mu Qiannian was embarrassed but smiling, and returned to the small courtyard with a hare.

Before approaching the small courtyard, Mu Qiannian heard a gust of guqin sound from a distance, first like crying, lingering and compassionate, as if telling the endless thoughts in his heart, and then, the sound of the piano slowed down, revealing a thick sadness, loneliness and despair, as if the country was ruined, the mountains and rivers were destroyed, and the flowers and birds were crying.

After the endless desolation and hopelessness, the sound of the piano suddenly increased, like a summer shower, like a thousand arrows, like the sound of horses' hooves breaking through the city, blood flowed like a river, and the thick hatred seemed to be washed away by blood......

Mu Qiannian finally appeared in front of the door of the small courtyard and pushed the door in. I saw that in the courtyard, under the maple tree, a black-clad weak water sat on the ground, with a wooden guqin on her lap, and her jade ten fingers were plucking quickly on the strings.

The expression on her face was constantly changing, there was sadness, there was heartache, there was despair, there was anger, there was hatred......

In the afterglow of the setting sun, a courtyard, a tree, a person, a piano, a gust of wind, and one after another red maple leaves were all crossed with light gold.

Mu Qiannian stood at the door of the small courtyard in a daze, one hand still holding the hare's ear, he didn't dare to walk over, he didn't dare to disturb the weak water trapped in the past, and he didn't want to destroy the picturesque scenery in front of him.

What kind of experience did a woman who looks like a fairy make her play such a piano sound. It was how deep the longing, how deep the sadness, how deep the despair, and how much hatred made her so sentimental and resentful.

Mu Qiannian didn't know what had happened to Weak Water's body, but the sound of the piano just now, as well as the constant change of Weak Water's expression, made him seem to understand why such a beautiful person was always expressionless, always in a silent daze, why just looking at her back, he felt extremely lonely and sad.

Such weak water suddenly made him feel so distressed, as if his breath had been taken away. God gave her such a unique face, but why couldn't she give her an ordinary, simple life of happiness.

As the sound of the piano stopped, the face of the weak water also returned to calm, and there was no longer any trace of waves. It seemed that everything before was just an illusion, but Mu Qiannian knew that it was not an illusion, but an old scar buried deep in the heart of the weak water.

"Why don't you come in yet, didn't you catch the hare to make dinner?"

After the weak water finished speaking, he didn't see any reaction from Mu Qiannian, so he didn't care about him, and went back to his house by himself with the qin.

It wasn't until the weak water completely disappeared from view that Mu Qiannian picked up the rabbit and went to the direction of the kitchen, ready to make dinner.

It was another delicious dinner, and the two of them ate in silence. No one spoke, weak water would not tell him about his past, and Mu Qiannian would not take the initiative to ask her about her past.

All he knew was that if she didn't want to say it, he wouldn't ask. He didn't want those old scars to hurt her again, he just wanted her to be happy, every day.

Mu Qiannian came back from the evening rarely, and the two of them didn't say a word until they dispersed after dinner. This is really a miracle for Mu Qiannian, who originally talked a lot and could talk about anything with great interest.

But weak water was restless, and he didn't have time to pay attention to Mu Qiannian's abnormality. When she returned from bathing in the river, she went back to the house early to rest.

The next day, when the weak water went out early in the morning, he found that the horses in the stables were missing.

She searched the yard and saw no trace of Mu Qiannian and the horse. immediately ran to the wooden house where Mu Qiannian lived, and did not knock on the door, and pushed the wooden door open with both hands.

This house, which was originally covered with dust, was cleaned by Mu Qiannian, but the furnishings in the house were the same as before, and they didn't even move their position for half a minute.

But there was no figure of Mu Qiannian in the house, even his baggage, his sword, and he were gone.

Everything that belonged to him was gone, and if it weren't for the fact that this house had changed from a dusty house to a clean house, Weak Water would really suspect that this room might never have been inhabited.

But this is impossible, Mu Qiannian has obviously lived, and even yesterday he taught her to play water drifting and had dinner with her.

He suddenly said goodbye?

Did he know that my enemy was his brother Mu Xingyu?

Or did he know that I wanted to kill him in the first place?

Weak Water suddenly felt that the strength of his whole body was drained, and his limbs leaned weakly against the wooden door.