When the sword returned, the morning light was faint, and the east side was white.

Zhao Zhishui stood beside Chu Chou with a solemn expression. When Chu Chou raised the sword, Zhao Zhishui had already woken up, she hurriedly found Chu Chou, and then said nothing.

Because she felt the sad sword intent from Chu Chou's sword.

"Your Uncle Wen has actually longed for the rivers and lakes all his life. It may not be until he is about to leave that he will completely let go of the rivers and lakes and completely withdraw from the rivers and lakes. Chu Chou looked at the old brother on the bed with pale hair and said softly.

"Since Uncle Wen yearns for the rivers and lakes, why doesn't he go all over the world like Master?"

"No one in the world can do everything perfectly, from the emperor to the peddlers, there will be regrets. Even if the master's martial arts are world-renowned, there are still things that he wants to do but can't do. So it's good to live in the world, do one thing well, and do one thing perfectly. People have to make trade-offs for this, and I'm not as lucky as you Uncle Wen. ”

"Master, did Uncle Wen give up on the rivers and lakes?"

Hearing this, Chu Chou shook his head firmly and said, "No." Your Uncle Wen's rivers and lakes are Miss Amei, and Miss Amei is not even a river and lake for Uncle Wen, but the whole world. That's why your Uncle Wen was able to walk thousands of miles back then, and then returned to the same place to find Miss Amei. ”

But in his heart, he still hopes for the rivers and lakes, so he pins his hopes on me, and I can be regarded as living up to his expectations. It's just that...... I shouldn't have come to see him directly, after he saw me, he completely relieved the anger in his heart that had been hanging for many years, otherwise your Uncle Wen would have lived for a few more years. ”

Chu Chou was a little bitter, but after seeing the corners of Wen Jiu's slightly raised mouth and a wooden hairpin beside the pillow again, his face returned to flat.

"Actually, that's exactly what he wanted, and if it weren't for me, he might have followed Miss Amei when she left decades ago. I should have buried him next to Miss Ame's grave. Chu Chou said.

"Master, do you know Aunt Amei's burial place?" Zhao Zhishui was a little curious.

"Hmm. Chu Chou nodded. On that night, when he and Wen Jiu flew together in the sky, Wen Jiu took him to the sky above Amei's grave, but Wen Jiu didn't go down with Chu Chou to see Amei, because Wen Jiu said that it was getting late now, and it was not suitable to disturb Amei, and Amei might have fallen asleep.

At that time, Wen Jiu also smiled and said that if he was not there one day, he would definitely ask someone to dig a grave here in advance, and he would be buried here with Amei.

The speaker has no intention, but the listener has the intention.

Chu Chou gently lifted Wen Jiu's corpse with internal force, and then took Zhao Zhishui to the wind and came to the tomb of Amei at the foot of Qinshan Mountain on the outskirts of Qincheng.

There are mountains on one side, water on the other, and plains with a wide view on both sides, the scenery is pleasant, and the feng shui is very good, which is very suitable for burial.

Chu Chou looked around with the Taoist eye of heaven, and saw a lot of luck scattered in all directions, the feng shui master who had done something in the past said that the mountainside of Qinshan Mountain is suitable for burying people, because there is an ancient true dragon falling here, and the dragon qi is rising, which can keep the safety on the Huangquan Road, and all the way to the Naihe Bridge is safe.

Chu Chou knew at a glance that this was not the place where the ancient true dragon fell, but there was a country where the son of heaven fell. He speculated that the only person who could have such a dragon qi many years after his death was one of the several emperors at the peak of the Great Qin Dynasty, but the world had not yet discovered where the imperial mausoleum was in Qinshan.

After arriving here, Chu Chou took Zhao Zhishui to Amei's grave, where a radius of several miles was planted with rape flowers, and the flowers were blooming at this time. In front of me, the flowers are full of fragrance, and bees and butterflies frolic among each other's petals.

"Miss Amei, I brought this kid Wen Jiu here. He's really, making you wait so many years...... Ay...... Actually, Miss Amei, don't complain too much about him, he made you wait for a long time because he waited for me. Chu Chou said with a slight smile at the weed-free tomb.

After saying that, Chu Chou turned his head with a blank expression, and then calmly took his long sword and began to dig up on the ground on the side.

Zhao Zhishui was also silent, took out the long sword on his waist, and dug it up with his master.

Nearly an hour later, the two had dug a pit that was one zhang long, half a zhang wide, and more than one zhang deep, and then the two of them jumped out of the big pit step by step.

"I'll come when I go. Chu Chou explained to Zhao Zhishui, and then his figure disappeared in a flash.

After a cup of tea, Chu Chou came back, and there was a one-person-high coffin beside him.

Chu Chou didn't care whether the ground under his feet was dirty or not, and he just lay on the ground all of a sudden, lying beside Wen Jiu.

Both of them are head-to-head, just like they were back then.

When they were young, the two walked in the wilderness in a remote place, sometimes they were really tired and couldn't walk, so they lay directly on the ground, looking at the blue sky and white clouds together, if it was noon, the sun was strong, the two closed their eyes, held a dogtail grass in their mouths, bathed in the warm sunshine together, when the sun was scorching in summer, they found a big tree, and then lay on the trunk, looking at the dense leaves overhead, with the cool breeze gag, the two were very happy.

However, for the two of them, the most comfortable thing is to lie directly on the soft ground, if there is grass is better, more comfortable, if not, they will not feel panicked, because both of them have adapted, so that sometimes lying on some soft beds in the inn feel uncomfortable, and they can't sleep all night.

"Boy Chu, when you get to the county town in front of you in a while, you have to invite Lao Tzu to dinner!" a young man in brown was lying on the ground, his arms and legs crossed leisurely, and he glanced at the young peer lying next to him.

"Why is Lao Tzu inviting you to dinner again?" Wen Jiu, I just invited your uncle!" another young man in a green shirt said with a dogtail grass in his mouth, lying flat on the ground.

"Phew, boy Chu, every time Lao Tzu treats you, the money you spend once is worth the money you spend three times!" said the young man in brown dissatisfied.

"Gotta get it! Stop! I Chu asked, but if you want to become the leader of the rivers and lakes and become a figure of a generation of great sword immortals, how can you care about this little bit of silver?

"If you really want to become a recognized Great Sword Immortal in the world, I will change my name to Wen for a long time!" the young man in brown mocked.

"At that point, who will remember the bet?"

"I'll remember for sure!

The rhetoric and gags of the past are still echoing in his ears, Chu Chou looked at the blue sky and white clouds that were still as blue as they were back then, the corners of his mouth were slightly upturned, and said: "Wen is not long, go all the way." May you and Amei be childhood sweethearts all the time, and they are both two little guesses. ”

After a while, Chu Chou got up, carried Wen Jiu's body with Zhao Zhishui, put Wen Jiu into the coffin with the lid open, and then glanced at Wen Jiu's face, and finally closed the coffin lid, and the two carried the coffin and put the coffin into the soil pit.

With a stick of incense, the two filled the pit with soil. Then Chu Chou carved a tombstone with his sword qi and placed it in the middle of the two tombs that were closely connected to Ah Mei and Wen Jiu. There are several large characters on it, which reads "The Tomb of Wenjiu and Amei". There is also a vertical row of small words "I wish the two a thousand years of good together, and ten thousand years of love".

It seems to be plain, but it is full of Chu Chou's sincere blessings, if a kendo master sees these dozen words, he must feel extremely dazzling, because the sword intent in it is too strong.

It is this sword intent that can make not a single weed grow in this radius of a few zhang for a hundred years.

Chu Chou took off the wine gourd-shaped wine jug around his waist, and then poured the whole pot of wine in front of the new tomb.

Chu Chou first let Zhao Zhishui step on his long sword and fly back, while he himself stood here all the time, looking at this new tomb, not knowing what to think.

Zhao Zhishui had been waiting for the master to come back in the small alley that had been warm for a long time, and it was not until dusk that Chu Chou dragged a long shadow and stepped on the golden ground reflected by the setting sun.

"Master...... Don't be sad......" Zhao Zhishui stood at the door and said with a worried face.

Chu Chou's somewhat godless eyes came back to his senses at this time, looking at Zhao Zhishui's eyes that were very similar to the woman who made him unable to let go, smiled lightly, and said in a hoarse voice: "Okay." ”

Zhao Zhishui listened to this hoarse voice, and only felt that the master was much older.