"Sir, Narukaze thought you wouldn't come to see me......" A stretched smile appeared on her haggard face, obviously from the heart, but it looked like a pale smile that had been powerless to resist fate for a long time.

"You are my student, I am your husband. He smiled slightly, and the wrinkles on his face were all stretched.

Suddenly, among the peach blossoms falling down, he said, "Mingfeng, I'll marry you......."

The voice was very light, so light that it was as if the falling peach blossoms had no weight, but the pieces were intentional and fell on her heart.

Tears welled up in her eyes, but then a wisp of blood spilled from the corner of her mouth, and she fell to the ground gently...... Her stubborn illness is actually a longing disease.

Or is he ...... A few people walked up to her and took her into their arms.

The breath of life that belonged to her was gradually disappearing, and she felt that her breathing was also lighter, but there were some words that she wanted to really say: "Sir...... When you were in power, they all said that my behavior in the palace was inadequate...... Actually, I'm pretending...... I...... I...... I want to you off!".

She has never done anything wrong, and she has given death orders to those handsome young men, and let them pretend to be them by forceful means, what about her...... Perhaps the quagmire of fate has long been muddy......

But for him, the husband she has loved all her life, she is willing to wait for his last Qingming for him, and there is a peach blossom forest for her and her husband in that Qingming.

"Narukaze, these ...... I've always known that you're my student and I know you best!"

"Sir...... You said you wanted to marry Mingfeng, but ...... It's too late...... I...... I'm going to die......"

"Just in time!"

"Sir...... Narukaze still likes to see you laugh!"

She spoke softer and softer, as if she was in deep thought, and every word she said seemed to have been pondered for a long time, and his expression had always been very calm, but the cloudy old eyes full of sorrow could not hide his mood.

After hearing her words, a warm smile appeared on his face again, but it was more ugly than crying.

"Mingfeng, let's go to the church......"

"Worship heaven and earth!"

"What a ......, sir"

He hugged her quietly, and the words of the master of ceremonies came out of his mouth, and she cheered up and a happy smile overflowed on her face.

"Sir, Narukaze...... ...... year The painting is not good...... "She felt that she was tired and wanted to sleep well, but she wanted to look at her again, but she couldn't open her eyelids.

She felt that the painting was wrong, and in the years that followed, she felt that everything painted on the painting could only be a painting, and could not become a reality...... But it has become a reality, and it can't match the painting.

"Sir, I really want to ......"

"Second Worship......"

Kuroko was about to say the master of ceremonies again, but Mingzhu in his arms stopped halfway through speaking, and he wanted to hear her finish.

Maybe...... She wanted to say, I really want to go back to that year, the peach blossom forest in Luoshi Village, and paint our old selves on that painting......

In a trance, he heard her silver bell-like laughter, and it was as if he saw her frolicking in the peach blossom forest when she was still in her prime.

A line of hot tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, he knew that she would never call him "sir" again, she was going to find her peach blossom forest, she was tired, she was going to rest.

Murong Xiu, who was hidden in the shadows, was also watching this scene, she didn't know if Heizi had ever liked Mingzhu, but what about her...... Some sympathize with Mingzhu, and just when her soul was about to leave her body, she waved her hand and put her soul into a mutton fat jade bottle to warm up.

This is the method used by the Demon Dao Monk to detain mortal souls, but Wu Mu on the side did not stop it, she said, "Didn't you say that people are more selfish?"

"I was very selfish, and I am the same now...... So I'm going to give her back a 'sunspot', do you want to come along?"

"Okay, that's one of the girls!"

Wu Mu didn't know what she was going to do, but looking at the rare warmth in those narrow and good-looking eyes, she readily agreed.

......

Mr. Heizi left the capital of Qi and walked silently, not even the dust on the ground was shocked, he did not travel around the world again, but returned to Luoshi Village in Qingshan County.

I didn't go to the very luxurious palace that had been repaired, but went to the school in the village that had not been cared for for decades, and the peach blossom forest in front of it was gorgeous and vigorous.

The flowers are similar every year, but the people are different every year.

It's just that in this most familiar place, there is not even a stranger to see.

He grabbed a broom, pushed the door to open the hall, and leaned over to sweep the cobwebs and dust inside.

And so he took up his place here.

A lot of things have changed in the past few decades, and the people of Luoshi Village know that Kuroko has become a saint in the whole world, but they don't know when he will return to the village?

It's just that there is a crazy and old man in the dilapidated school in the village, because the school has been cleaned by him very clean, but he still has to take a broom to sweep it, and then sit in the peach blossom forest for a whole day.

A few years later, when Kuroko was cleaning the school as usual, he only stumbled slightly, and he fell to the ground, and it took him a long time to get up from the ground.

But he also noticed that the painting he had been carrying with him had also fallen to the ground, and just hit a sharp object, and a painting was completely torn in half.

This painting is the one painted by Mingzhu in the past......

It is also as if this painting will be from one to two to imply something, just like the separate paintings, he and Mingzhu are also half apart, and they are also separated from each other all year round......

It wasn't until he saw that the part that belonged to him had the word "unity" written on it, and he thought about the answer to Mingzhu Guiyi in the past, and now he felt that he was ...... His answer was wrong.

Normalize...... In fact, everything returns to the primitive, to his own heart, so what is his heart?

Looking at the painting that had been split in two, he felt that perhaps he had not followed his heart for the past fifty years.

In the past 50 years, he has been greedy for the peace of the world, and in fact, he does not like the word "Taiping" at all.

"So...... Who am I, who am I?" He put it away and carried it in his arms like a treasure, and for some reason he suddenly became interested in the question.

Thinking about this question, he walked towards the palace with steps, he wanted to ask Wang Bai.

The Zhu Gate of the palace had been closed, and a few slaves saw the crazy old man living in the dilapidated school in the village coming over, and raised their hands to blast him away.

Only the old housekeeper in the house let out that he was Mr. Kuroko, and scolded at the slaves: "Bastard, do you even want to catch Mr. Kuroko?"

No one would have thought that this old man in plain clothes would be the world-famous Mr. Kuroko, and a group of people hurriedly changed their attitude and bowed respectfully to him.

"It's okay, is your lord here?" Mr. Kuroko didn't care, and when he saw the door open, he walked inside.

Just like the widower of the landlord of the land, Wang Bai was sitting in the courtyard bored basking in the sun, seeing the sunspot coming, his old face was neither happy nor sad, and he was not surprised or surprised by his arrival.

He didn't say anything, but ordered the people to set up a banquet, and then he smiled and said, "It's been a long time, let's talk." ”。

Just like brothers who have not seen each other for many years, they talk a lot, each telling their own lives, and talking about those memories that have gradually begun to fade with time.

After a long time, Wang Bai sighed and said, "In my life, I am very satisfied with ......."

He was indeed content, married a virtuous wife, and had a dutiful son, and later he went into business...... It has also become a big family in Qi country, which is famous and rich and rivals the country.

In his life, he seems to have lived a stormy life, but in fact, he has not experienced any storms.

On the other hand, in Kuroko's life, he was quiet all the way, and he rose to prominence without any waves, and he gained a reputation that no one had ever come before and few people could compare with him, but what about the reality...... He is not as happy as Wang Bai at all.

"Actually, when I was young, I could see that your eyes were not in Luoshi Village, which was in the middle of nowhere, or even Qi Country...... Cough...... cough cough...... "Wang Bai is still old after all, and he has only a few glasses of wine, so he choked his face and gasped.

"We're old...... his cloudy eyes looked out of the door, on an ancient tree, the spring silkworms living on it were about to burst out, and spring was about to pass, and summer was coming.

There will be another beautiful butterfly in heaven and earth.

It's just that how many springs and summers are there for him?

Kuroko did not speak immediately, but asked the servants in the palace for a bronze mirror, in which he took a closer look at his face, with loose white hair and sallow and wrinkled skin like tree bark.

After a while, he said, "Yes, we're all old......."

There was a kind of calm in his words, not all of the lands of his life, but there were also doubts in them, as if he had only noticed the fact that he had passed away for the first time.

"It's just me...... I have a question for you, who am I?"

"You should know this question yourself, just like you know my original name, Yan Bai. ”

Wang Bai was not surprised by the arrival of the sunspot, it can be seen that he was a little surprised when he asked, and there was some gloom in his cloudy eyes.

"I thought we were all on the way...... Isn't it good to live a peaceful and ordinary life?" he said in a trembling voice, and although he had forgotten a lot of things, he could also say the word "Yan Bai" very calmly.

can look at the black and white eyes of the sunspot opposite, obviously cloudy, but unprecedentedly clear.

Kuroko said to him seriously: "People should always know who they are, otherwise it's like my life, I don't care about the world at all, but I care about it all my life, I want to find my true self ......."

He hates the word "Taiping" too much, because he has missed too many of these two words, and he feels that his real self will definitely not like these two words, and he will definitely do what he likes to do with his own heart.

It is true that neither Jiang Tianheng nor Mo Wunian likes these two words, but the former has already gone through these two words, and what about the latter...... Everything is unknown.

After he left, Wang Bai's old face was full of sadness, and he let out a long sigh and said, "I remember that your name is Mo Wunian." ”。

He didn't remember any memories, but once some things of general faith were established, even if they collapsed, they would leave an indelible mark on their shallow inner consciousness.

Without talking to Wang Bai again, Heizi got up and walked outside, he first walked back to the big locust tree at the entrance of the village in a daze, he remembered that decades ago, he was carving something under this tree.

Without much thought, he found tools for carving, and asked someone to bring in a few pieces of wood from afar and carve them under the tree.

Just like when he was younger, in less than a few days, a tiger came to life under his hands, and if he carved its eyes again, maybe he would really open its mouth and roar a few times.

But he didn't seem to be satisfied at all, so he picked up the chisel and chiseled the tiger, so that the people passing by shook their heads again and again.

"Old man, do you accept disciples?"

There are young students in the village who saw him, and they also came up with the idea of worshipping him as a teacher, but he directly rejected him.

After a few days, someone passed by here and saw him carving another tiger, but this tiger was far inferior to the previous one, but it was empty, and it was really just a piece of rotten wood.

In this way, a whole month passed, and when I looked at the things he carved, the things he carved became more and more unlike, and the four things were like a beginner carving a rough appearance with a knife on a piece of fine wood, and even a beginner carved much better than him.

He looked at it but smiled, and muttered to himself, "Originally, I didn't know how to carve anything at all......."

Since he wants to know who he is and get back to his original self, he has to forget everything he would do as a sunspot.

In the end, another month passed, and he couldn't feel it at all when he looked at the wood, just like Jiang Lang's talent, he completely lost his talent in wood carving.

But the strange thing is that he is also obsessed with carving wooden swords, and it is clear that he has just lost his talent for wood carving.

However, some of the things that belonged to the sunspot were forgotten, and some things were remembered, and he vaguely remembered that when he was young, he was going to kill someone, and he couldn't remember whether that person was old or young, male or female...... Anyway, he hates that person!

He also remembered that he had a sword of his own......

But maybe he could go and kill the man with a sword, the idea was naïve, but he looked determined and went about it with the tool he carved.

After three months of back and forth, he finally made a sword, but this sword did not dare to compliment in terms of materials and methods, that is, he took a rotten wood and sharpened it twice at will.

"By the way......" seemed to remember something again, and he used a carving knife to carve the word "unity" on this rotten wood.

It also seemed that with each stroke, the wooden sword became more and more condensed, with a luster like black iron, and finally the sword was completely black.

But anyone who looks at it will still think that it is a sword made of wood, even if the appearance has changed, but the essence has not changed.

"I've got to find him and kill him. His cloudy eyes revealed a hint of clarity.

......

Another fifteen years passed, he walked on the misty mountain peaks, and he really reached his old age, his face looked older, even if his body was still quite strong, but every few steps he had to lean on the big stone on the side of the mountain road to rest for a while, and the wooden sword he had made in the past was more like a crutch in his hand.

Just like every most ordinary person, he will be sick when he reaches a certain age, and just a few years ago, his vision began to blur, and everything within ten or so steps of his body could not be seen clearly.

But the more he felt the aging of his body, the more determined and stubborn he wanted to know who he was, and the more he wanted to kill the person he couldn't remember at all.

In the past fifteen years, he has wandered aimlessly, just like he traveled around the world when he was a little older, but his body is far inferior to that time, and he has never even gone out of the Qi country.

Until he saw a peak, a straight peak like a sword, maybe...... If he stands tall, he should be able to see farther, and he should be able to see everything he wants to see.

But he didn't even walk up half of the mountain road, and he was physically exhausted, but a pair of eyes that were already cloudy were unprecedentedly firm, but after resting for a while, he dragged his sick and weak old body, and with the sword in one hand, he walked towards the peak with difficulty!

Bang!

But Tiangong said that if you don't make beauty, you won't be beautiful, and after a muffled thunder, the sky began to rain, and the mountain road mixed with moss became more and more slippery, and he had to fall every two steps.

Touch!

After another fall, the painting in his arms fell out, and the painting was damaged back then, but now it has been soaked in the rain, and the original color on it has begun to fade.

Everything on the painting, which is already divided into two, is mixed together, and only the word "one" is unusually clear.

"If you have to forget something before you can remember something, then Narutokaze...... Sir, I'd rather be a sunspot for the rest of my life!" he fell to the ground but refused to get up for a long time, staring at those two words, and also remembering his life.

His words are stubborn, just as he stubbornly crawls on the ground and refuses to get up!

It seemed that his mood had changed, and the wooden sword in his hand had begun to change, losing its black iron luster and restoring its decaying appearance.

His rickety body began to stand upright, the folds on his face also unfolded, his white hair began to appear black, and his cloudy eyes began to become clearer and clearer, but his gaze became more and more indifferent.

He got up from the ground again, already looking like a young man, and he said lightly: "Maybe my return is a mistake." ”。

The voice is flat, and I can't hear any waves quietly.

But then he said: "Mingfeng, Mr. is really sorry for you......."

Perhaps, life is like a dream, the process of finding oneself is inherently wrong, and every so-called maturity is to kill the original self once, so as to reborn a new self.

Just as Mo Wunian turned into a sunspot, he had to kill the original Mo Wunian's consciousness, and if he wanted to become Mo Wunian again, he had to strangle the sunspot again.

But in fact, Mo Wunian is him, and the sunspot is also him...... Whoever kills it is himself.

Maybe there is no "one" return, and there is only one heart that does not change its original intention.