Autumn is crisp and cool, dissipating the summer heat, the leaves in the forest are dyed golden yellow, the autumn wind gusts, the leaves break away from the branches, greet the morning sun, dance in the air, and then quietly land, relying on the earth.

Li Zifeng took the opportunity to go out to do errands, and unconsciously walked to Yuxia Town, that is, the entrance of the main hall of the Hengshan Foreign Affairs Hall.

After many investigations, Li Zifeng finally found Shang Huaifeng in an inconspicuous courtyard in the forest outside Yuxia Town, two years have passed since the last time he saw him, and two years have made Shang Huaifeng change from the head of the majestic foreign affairs hall elders to the vicissitudes of life.

At this time, Shang Huaifeng was dressed in gray clothes, carrying a bamboo basket containing fruit snacks, and walked alone into the depths of the forest.

Lan Yingmo sighed, "This is what Mr. must do every day, only then will his mood be comfortable." ”

Lan Ying is Shang Huaifeng's attendant disciple, since escorting Shang Pingrong back to his hometown, he no longer has the heart to take care of the affairs of the Foreign Affairs Hall, so he sent a letter of resignation to the sect and returned to the forest. Lan Ying has been accompanying him, and his title to Shang Huaifeng has also changed from 'elder' to 'sir'.

"I'll go and tell you something. ”

"No, don't bother him. Li Zifeng stopped Lan Ying, "Let's accompany us quietly." ”

The two followed Shang Huaifeng along the winding road, silently accompaniing. As Li Zifeng walked, he couldn't help but recall a brief heart-to-heart conversation with the monk Pingrong......

[Memories] that was when Li Zifeng walked out of the secret prison of Xing Wei Mansion, Li Zifeng disguised himself as an entourage and followed Shang Pingrong, pretending to go out to do errands. Before parting, Li Zifeng turned around and stopped him.

Shang Pingrong's expression was inexplicable, "Is there anything else to do with Gongzi Li?"

"Thank you for your help. Li Zifeng's words, which had been held in his heart for a long time, finally came out.

"Don't get me wrong, I'm just doing what I'm told, nothing else. Shang Pingrong still has an iceberg face.

"Taking care of everything in diet and daily life, is it also an order?" Li Zifeng unceremoniously dismantled him, with a playful smile on the corner of his mouth, but after a few breaths, he put on a solemn look again, "When this matter is over, if I still have my life, I will definitely invite you to drink at the best restaurant in Wei'an City." ”

"When the disciples of the Hengshan faction go out to run errands, they are not allowed to drink alcohol. Big brother... Forgot?" Shang Pingrong looked at Li Zifeng deeply, and a happy blessing of revenge appeared in his eyes

"Shang Ge Ling is very clear about the rules of our Hengshan faction. Li Zifeng quipped, "Actually, you still care about a certain elder in your heart, don't you?"

Shang Pingrong coughed lightly to alleviate the embarrassment, "Gongzi Li has a heart, and this pavilion leader will not treat you badly, when this matter is completed, I will definitely take leave and take you to my hometown Yuxia Town to have a look." ”

Li Zifeng looked at Shang Pingrong amusedly, "Want to go home?"

Shang Pingrong glared at Li Zifeng fiercely, "Yuxia Town is surrounded by mountains and water, and the scenery is pleasant, I just want to tell you through that there are still many beautiful scenery in the world, Li Gongzi don't die when the time comes, I haven't seen the panorama." ”

"Hard mouth!" Li Zifeng laughed angrily. [End of memory]

............

Out of their minds, the two of them have followed Shang Huaifeng's destination, a flat woodland, there are two tombs, the graves are well kept, and Shang Huaifeng's beloved and biological flesh and blood are buried inside: Fang Yuerong and Shang Pingrong.

The environment here is quiet, and you can feel the stream through the forest.

Shang Huaifeng set up the fruit plate and dim sum, and sat silently on the side, sometimes talking to them, sometimes silent. After about an hour, he slowly stood up and said silently, "I've been bothering you for so long, you're tired, aren't you? I'll come back tomorrow." ”

Shang Huaifeng turned around and saw Li Zifeng and Lan Ying, who were silently accompanying not far away. Shang Huaifeng walked over, Li Zifeng hurriedly greeted him, and saluted deeply, "Zifeng is so disturbed." ”

"It's rare that you can come to see me, why bother?" Shang Huaifeng's expression was flat, his voice was slightly hoarse, but it was very gentle, and he didn't seem surprised by Li Zifeng's arrival.

Shang Huaifeng looked at the two graves again and sighed slightly, "In the past, when Ping'er and I had a temper, I always liked to run here to sit down, and I refused to go home at dinner, so I had to wait for me to find him and carry him back..."

Shang Huaifeng's thoughts drifted away......

That year, Shang Pingrong was seven years old, he lost his temper for the first time, and he spoke against Shang Huaifeng, after Shang Huaifeng slapped him, Shang Pingrong covered his face, cried and ran out of the house, all the way here, sitting in front of the grave of his mother Fang Yuerong and crying, when he had cried enough, he relieved himself, only to suddenly find that the color had been darkened, and there was a sound of grinning wind around him, and it seemed that there was a bad sound, Shang Pingrong wrapped his coat tightly and trembled.

He didn't dare to walk out of the forest alone, let alone go home to face Shang Huaifeng's cold face, so he cried helplessly, tired of crying, and fell asleep against the grave. When he woke up again, he was already carried by Shang Huaifeng on his shoulder, and the bleak moonlight was shining, and Shang Huaifeng's face was very ugly.

"You let go of me, let go of me!" Shang Pingrong struggled desperately, his face was covered with snot and tears, and within a limited range, he kicked and bit Shang Huaifeng.

Shang Huaifeng didn't say anything, just carried him silently, and his steps were hurried.

Shang Pingrong even tore the collar of Shang Huaifeng's coat, "Why do you care about me, aren't you disgusted with me? Isn't it just what you want when I die here?!" Shang Pingrong cried and bit the clothes on Shang Huaifeng's shoulder.

"If you don't want to invite the wolves in the woods, you will continue to cry!" Shang Huaifeng roared impatiently.

The word 'wolf' made Shang Pingrong frightened, and he gradually quieted down, sobbing and shouting 'mother'

When he arrived home at night, Shang Pingrong suffered from the wind and cold, and he had a high fever, Shang Huaifeng was in a hurry, put down all the affairs at hand, and stayed by the bedside to take care of him......

Li Zifeng silently accompanied Shang Huaifeng to reminisce, and looked around the forest stream in surprise, I really couldn't figure out, how could there be wolves in the picturesque forest?

"This boy has always been afraid of wolves, and if I am not like this, how can he go home with me quietly? Shang Huaifeng smiled bitterly, at this time, he hoped that Shang Pingrong could still stand in front of him alive, even if it was a big quarrel with him.

The three of them walked together and returned to the forest courtyard, which was simple and elegant, and the sun was just right.

Lan Ying prepared hot tea and desserts, and seeing that it was noon, Lan Ying was busy preparing meals again, Li Zifeng hurriedly stopped, "Elder, you don't have to be busy, disciple ......"

"Sit down. Shang Huaifeng forcibly sat Li Zifeng down, "I've known you for so long, and I haven't sat down with you to eat properly." Besides, I'm just an old man who has lost his wife and children, so I don't need to be nervous. This meal is just a thank you for visiting me. ”

Li Zifeng was slightly stunned, and without any refusal, he silently looked at Shang Huaifeng, Shang Huaifeng's hair was gray, the vicissitudes of life that could not be concealed between his eyebrows and eyes, and his eyes were no longer as bright as before, it was difficult for Li Zifeng to associate him with the Yitong Elder when he tortured him many years ago.

In the meantime, the meal was ready, and there were only three simple dishes: vegetarian braised zucchini, shredded potatoes with sharp peppers, stir-fried shredded pork with wild mushrooms, and a bowl of tomato soup.

Li Zifeng helped to lay out the dishes and chopsticks, and Lan Ying explained, "There is nothing delicious in the forest, don't dislike it." ”

"How can there be?" Li Zifeng smiled indifferently, "I just didn't expect you to cook, it's delicious." ”

"This is all taught to me by Mr., in the past, when guests came to the Foreign Affairs Hall, Mr. personally arranged the dishes, and that was the best color, flavor, and ......" Lan Ying talked eloquently, until Shang Huaifeng coughed lightly and stopped the topic.

Li Zifeng chuckled, "Listening to Lan Ying, if you don't become a cook, it's a pity......"

Outside, the autumn is crisp, and the sun is warm and spread all over the courtyard, quiet and indifferent......