When the snow is fast and the snow is clear, the gates of Kyoto are wide open, and a strict carriage, escorted by the guards on the left and right, gallops along the snow-capped official road towards Chang'an, the horse's hooves trample the rut marks blurred, and the group quickly disappeared into the wind and snow in the distance.

Su Xiaoxiao stood alone in the inkstone pool, holding a hand of white snow and letting it slowly melt into water in the palm of her hand.

In Kyoto for most of the year, she lived a very fulfilling life, and she hardly had any distractions to think about anything else except for sword practice every day. But even so, she always felt as if something was missing in her heart, and as for what was missing, she couldn't figure it out.

Now the cold wind swept by, blowing the scarf on her body, and the cold wind seemed to make her understand.

Yes, I'm alone.

This was true six months ago, and it still is.

A person thinks about a person, is this the so-called loneliness?

So, she slowly blew off the fine snow in her hand, turned back to the house, and pulled out a green blade. Sometimes, when a person is immersed in one thing, he may forget a lot of things.

She didn't know how long she would have to wait, but as long as she waited, she would always be right.

......

Ling Jiang was changed into clean clothes and lay unconscious on the bed, his breath was still there, and his complexion gradually returned to ruddy, presumably he would wake up soon.

"What's wrong with this young man?" Fang Huai asked as he looked at Jiang Chengzi.

Although he is a Qi practitioner of the Eight Realms, there are many things that he can't see through. And Jiang Chengzi is different, his realm is not much higher than himself, but before Jiang Chengzi practiced, he was a Langzhong.

In terms of medical skills, Fang Huai is indeed inferior to him.

Jiang Chengzi stared at Ling Jiang for a long time, then shook his head in a low voice and said, "It's too heavy." ”

"What's too heavy?" Fang Huai asked.

"Serendipity. Jiang Chengzi said, "He has too many opportunities on his body, and these opportunities are nothing to him, but the accumulation of many opportunities is enough to crush his thin body." ”

Fang Huai couldn't believe it, "He is only in the second realm of qi refining, what chance can he encounter that will crush him?"

"This ...... You'll have to ask him. Jiang Chengzi smiled bitterly, "The identity of the descendant of the Ling family is already a very heavy burden for him. Maybe some people want to pull the seedlings to help them grow, but they didn't expect it to rain heavily the next day. This flood almost killed him. ”

"I escaped this time, but what about next time?" Fang Huai asked.

"Next time?" Jiang Chengzi shook his head, "Next time it depends on his creation, if his life is hard, at most he will be seriously injured, and he will be able to recover after lying down for more than half a year, maybe the injury will not be accurate at all." It depends on how he chooses these opportunities, and sometimes, taking too much is not a good thing. ”

Jiang Chengzi paused, looked at Fang Huai and asked in a low voice, "Is that porcelain bowl containing the aura of the fairy spirit broken?"

"Crumbled into powder. Fang Huai nodded.

"That's fine. Jiang Chengzi said, "At least this burden is lighter." What, do you have something to say?"

"Actually, you can just open it and see what's in that bag, and you'll know what's going on. Fang Huai couldn't help but say. Ever since he walked into this room, his gaze would occasionally stay on the thing wrapped in black cloth around Ling Jiang.

As a cultivator of the Eight Realms, he couldn't even see through what was in the black cloth. In other words, this black cloth cut off his spiritual sense.

Jiang Chengzi smiled, looked at Fang Huai and asked, "Do you know what is the most taboo thing to ask for a doctor?"

Fang Huai didn't answer, not because he couldn't answer, but because he said, it might not be the answer Jiang Chengzi wanted.

"The most taboo thing for patients seeking medical treatment is to conceal the truth. Jiang Chengzi said, "Maybe it's because of some personal matters, or maybe it's because of some shady secrets, patients will always hide some seemingly unnecessary symptoms." Sometimes, these symptoms happen to be fatal. As a doctor, there are also taboos. ”

"See through it, don't say it. Fang Huai asked.

Jiang Chengzi smiled without saying a word, turned around and pushed open the door and left.

Fang Huai was the only one left in the room, looking at the sleeping young man. Jiang Chengzi could have waited for Ling Jiang to wake up before saying these words, but he didn't, obviously he didn't plan to tell this young man.

If you don't plan to say it explicitly, why bother to get to the bottom of it?

To put it bluntly, Lingjiang is just a hurried passer-by for Dongting Lake, and he lives here temporarily. Being able to save his life can be regarded as paying off Jiang Miao's kindness in Pinghai Town. If it is contaminated with a new cause and effect, it will be nothing more than dust in the wind for Jiang Chengzi, and it will be insignificant.

But for a young man with a weak body, it is undoubtedly worse.

Fang Huai thought about it and slowly walked out of the room. Looking into the distance, Jiang Chengzi was walking on Dongting Lake, and the bright moonlight reflected on the lake, as if walking on the moon.

"Always wipe diligently, don't stir up dust. Jiang Chengzi muttered softly.

On the branches of the moon, the snow-white moonlight crept into the house through the window, shining on the young man's immature face.

He was only in his early twenties, young and vigorous, and his face should be full of vigor and vitality, but there was a little more sorrow that should not exist at this age. No one knew what he was thinking, and no one knew what secret was hidden under the black cloth beside him.

Half an hour later, the young man put on a coat and pushed the door open.

The night was already very deep, and there was silence on Dongting Lake, and the lake water blended with the night, merging into the darkness of this long night.

"No wonder some poets compare this Dongting Lake to a green snail on a silver plate, so it is. Ling Jiang muttered softly. It is better to read 10,000 books than to travel 10,000 miles.

But if you haven't read these 10,000 books, you will only feel bored after these thousands of miles.

"Who?" the young man shouted in a deep voice, his hands subconsciously clenched into fists, and he looked sideways.

Under the moonlight, a girl in purple slowly walked from behind the willow tree. was drunk by the teenager like this, his face looked a little frightened, and his pace was also chaotic.

"Yi Yun?" Ling Jiang recalled the name of the purple-clothed girl and shouted softly.

"Hmm. Yi Yun walked over with a porcelain bowl in his hand, "Ling Gongzi, this is the lotus seed soup that Yi Yun just boiled, I heard that you haven't eaten dinner yet, and there is nothing at home right now, you can make do with it." If it's not enough, Yi Yun will go and make you a cake to eat. ”

When Ling Jiang heard this, he hurriedly shook his head, "Don't bother, I'll just eat a little." ”

Even Qi practitioners still need to eat every day before they can open the valley. However, because the aura is incorporated into the body, the need for food does not need to be too strong, and it is okay to skip one or two meals.

Yi Yun walked to Ling Jiang's side in the bright moonlight, and the skirt on her body seemed to be a little long, dragging the ground slightly.

The young man took the bowl of lotus seed soup from her hand, and he was not afraid of being hot, so he drank half a bowl in a big gulp, and the aroma of lotus seeds was still in his mouth.

"Taste...... How?" Yi Yun asked nervously as he stood beside Ling Jiang.

Her family lives in the village of Donghu Island, and the immortals on Junshan Island are required to serve Ling Gongzi's three meals a day, if the things she makes are not to the appetite of this Ling Gongzi, then she will be a little distressed in the future.

"The craftsmanship is good, and whoever marries you will be blessed. Ling Jiang didn't think much about it, and subconsciously replied.

"Huh?" Yi Yun subconsciously exclaimed, and the roots of her ears suddenly looked like red grapes, fortunately, there was no light in the house here, and Ling Jiang couldn't see anything strange, otherwise she would really be ashamed of herself.

"Well, aren't you sleeping so late?" Ling Jiang asked, looking at Yi Yun.

Yi Yun shook his head, just smiled at Ling Jiang, and didn't explain the reason.

Ling Jiang drank the bowl of lotus seed soup in two or three sips, and seeing that Yi Yun seemed to have something to say and wanted to hold back, he couldn't help but wonder, "What's wrong?"

"No ......" Yi Yun was startled, thought for a while, and replied in a low voice: "That, Ling Gongzi, can you talk to Yi Yun?"

"Yes. Ling Jiang nodded and simply sat down on the steps. Yi Yun also sat down slowly, keeping a distance of one foot from Ling Jiang.

The wind in Dongting Lake at night is very strong, if it is a hot summer, it must be very cool here, but now it is early spring, and the evening breeze still brings a little wind chill, and the night is as cool as water.

The two were silent, and Ling Jiang first took off the coat he was wearing and gently put it on Yi Yun's body.

"Thank you......" Yi Yun didn't refuse, she did feel a little cold, she was in a hurry when she went out, and she didn't expect to put on a dress and leave.

The two were silent for a while, and finally it was Ling Jiang who broke the awkward occasion, "The moonlight in your Dongting Lake is very beautiful. ”

At the mention of the moonlight, Yi Yun's eyes quietly revealed a touch of sadness, she rubbed the corners of her eyes, and said softly, "But if you see too much moonlight, you will feel bored." ”

"Something on your mind?" Ling Jiang asked softly.

Yi Yun said this very tastefully, who would be a normal person who would run out in the middle of the night to see the moonlight? Ling Jiang also couldn't see through it, but asked in a different tone.

"Ling Gongzi. Yi Yun thought for a while and said, "I heard that you were once born in Xiucai, so you should have read a lot of books, right?"

"This ...... Sort of. Ling Jiang was a little helpless, it seemed that there were people everywhere who knew that he was a showman, could it be that he really looked like a showman? This is inevitably too shabby, to say that it is good to look like a showman.

"Then have you ever heard of a mayfly crossing the sea?" asked Yi Yun.

Ling Jiang shook his head, but asked seriously, "How does the grasshopper cross the sea?"

Yi Yun continued: "If it is said to be a sea, it may not be really a sea, maybe it is just the Dongting Lake in front of you, isolating both sides of the strait. ”

Ling Jiang heard the meaning of Yi Yun's words, and couldn't help but ask, "Then why did the grasshopper cross the sea?"

Yi Yun shook his head and said softly, "I don't know, Childe, do you want to guess?"

The boy looked at the purple-clothed girl beside him and saw that she was staring at him, as if begging for an answer.

Ling Jiang pondered for a while, and before he knew it, the moonlight had disappeared into the clouds, and the surface of Dongting Lake was dark, and the two of them also sat in the darkness in an instant, as if they were locked in an impenetrable iron cage.

The young man's voice slowly echoed in the night: "Do you know what sea the grasshopper crosses, the East China Sea, the South China Sea, or the bitter sea, the Dead Sea?"

He paused, and then added, "I have heard people who go out to sea say that there is a sea called the Dead Sea, and that ships that enter it will only be trapped in it, and they will not be able to get out of it, and if they cross the Dead Sea, they will be dead. And the sea of suffering is endless, who knows what year and month it will take to reach the other side. There may be scenery on the other side that has never been seen before, but it may not be the scenery that the grasshopper wants to see, and it may not like it. ”

"So......" Yi Yun muttered in a low voice.

"So, why did the grasshopper cross the sea?" Ling Jiang then asked, "This shore can also make the other shore, do you think?"

"This shore...... Is it the other side?" Yi Yun's tone was full of surprise, and he couldn't calm down for a long time.

Ling Jiang didn't say any more, he had said enough, and the rest needed Yi Yun to calm down and think about it, if he didn't understand, no matter how much he said, it would be meaningless nonsense.

After a long time, Yi Yun asked softly, "Young Master Ling, can I borrow your shoulder and lean on it?"

Ling Jiang did not refuse, and nodded in response.

Immediately after, a wisp of fragrance vaguely wafted into the tip of the boy's nose. Unlike other girls' body fragrance, the fragrance on Yi Yun's body is very elegant, and she can only smell it gently when there is no wind in this pool.

Ling Jiang didn't dare to move, and sat upright for a quarter of an hour.

The moonlight finally crawled out of the clouds, and a more novel scene emerged on Dongting Lake.

Ling Jiang was about to say something, but when he looked sideways slightly, he found that the girl on his shoulder had fallen asleep peacefully, and the corners of her mouth were smiling, and she didn't know what she liked to see.

The girl smiled calmly, but Ling Jiang was not very comfortable.

This round of crescent moon made him think of some people and things.

Unconsciously, Pinghai Town has become an old thing, and when Pingshui meets, he has also become a guest from another country.

For some reason, watching the breeze blowing across the water, ripples, and the moon shadow reflected on the surface of the lake looked like a hill. Ling Jiang didn't know what the name of the mountain was, but he could vaguely feel that there should be a girl on the mountainside, sitting and looking at a scenery he had never seen before.

The moon above your head is also the moon in your eyes.

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This chapter was written after the year, which can be regarded as some feelings about last year, life is impermanent, and there are too many unpredictable things. But perhaps it is these unforeseen things that will push a person to a destined distance. Only when I saw that scene with my own eyes did I know if I liked it in my heart.