The lord of the big city died, and the bamboo armor soldiers were vulnerable, and they fled everywhere. The Naoki family, which was originally in full swing in the big city, collapsed in an instant. And those locals who had seen the excitement also took the opportunity to set fire to the robbery.

Big City, an already chaotic town, is getting more and more crazy. The people of the Naoki family were in panic all day, the disaster of the overthrow was just around the corner, and at the last moment, they thought of these Shang people who came here from afar.

When Elder Jiang learned about the incident in the city, he also rushed over. Under the shade of a tree, facing the clansmen of the Zhimu family kneeling in front, Elder Jiang, Meng Shan, Bian Zhenduo and the four of them agreed with the four of them to wake up the Naomu Yue, who was carried by the clansmen and was still unconscious, and let him take over as the city lord, and vowed not to have any ill intentions towards outsiders again, especially to treat the people from the Shang Kingdom as guests. They have no ill will towards Oshiro, and they do not interfere with the Naoki family's management of Oshiro. And this large village with hot springs and mountains and forests has been used as a separate courtyard of the Tianlong faction since then, for business travelers who come and go to and from the big merchants.

Such an unexpected and long-awaited result made the people of the Naoki family and the awakened Naoki Moon all grateful, and they were respectful to these people of the Celestial Empire, and sent people to send sufficient drinking water and food to the sea boats, and also sent people to serve in the village.

At this time, Lin Yi, without a wisp, spread his limbs comfortably and lay in the spring water. The affairs of Ayutthaya are over for him, and the aftermath has nothing to do with him. Since the beginning of the cultivation, although it is not stained with dust, it is rare to bathe like this.

The shade of trees, rocks, springs, and the faint fragrance of flowers make the scene pleasant. Lying in the water, let the spring water slowly soothe the limbs, extremely comfortable!

After closing his eyes for a long time, Lin Yi gently opened his eyes, walked out of the pool, raised his hand to summon his clothes, and stopped dressing.

Outside the bamboo house, a few lanterns illuminate the tree-lined path, and Lin Yi follows the stone steps to a pavilion on the mountainside.

The moon is on the tip, the evening breeze is light, the insects and birds are chirping, and the night is quiet.

Lin Yi stood in the pavilion, overlooking the big city.

In the barren town, the faint lights blend with the dim starlight in the sky, and the night is boundless.

Staying in this new courtyard of the Heavenly Dragon Sect tonight, the disciples were very happy. Drifting on the sea for a long time, subjected to the erosion of wind and waves. It is rare to have such a beautiful hot spring, you can bathe in the wind and dust, wash away the tired, and everyone will inevitably have a good relaxation.

The hot spring is not big on the rocky mountain, forty or fifty zhang high, but the trees are luxuriant, and only this pavilion in the mountain can be used for rest. Leaning on the railing of the gazebo, Lin Yi untied the wine gourd on his waist and took a sip of Qianqiu Fu. The familiar spicy spicy spied into his throat, making him brow stretch and let out a sigh of relief. His thoughts couldn't help but drift to the summer night on the top of the immortals, and he couldn't help but think of the night of Xiaotianao in this season.

I don't know what happened to Tianfu father and son? Is there anyone in front of Master's tomb to take care of it? How is Cui'er's martial arts practice? How are uncles and aunts okay? And Mr. Su, do you know that I have found a daughter for you. Also, two months have passed, and it is time for Su Xueyun and Hansheng to go to Xiaotianao!

Su Xueyun ......!

Lin flipped the palm of his hand, and a white jade flute appeared in his hand. He put away the wine gourd, and gently rubbed the word Yun'er on the jade flute with both hands, as if there was a whining flute echoing in his mind, as well as the spring rain, pink, and autumn water-like eyes.

The sound of the flute, under the blending of scenes, remembers it so clearly. Lin Yi brought the jade flute close to his lips, imagining the spring night, the spring scene, and the beautiful woman, exhaled gently, and the sound of the flute whimpered-

At first glance, it was a little stiff, but after a while, the sound of the flute rose and fell euphemistically, and it became smooth, which was actually the song "Red Dust" played by Su Xueyun that day. It's just that there is less poignancy in the sound of the flute, and more of an indifferent and dusty sway.

On summer nights, the Celestial Dragons sent everyone to bathe, drink, or gossip. Suddenly, the sound of the flute came from the mountains, sometimes low, sometimes tactful, like a long wind moaning slowly, the valley empty, like the absolute sound of the mountain top, ancient and widowed.

Everyone couldn't help but look at the mountains, who is this expressing their nostalgia on a moonlit night?

"Senior sister, listen, who is giving a?"

Under the moonlight, between the mountain paths, two soft figures climbed the steps.

Under the gazebo, a lonely back, out of the dust and far away. The sound of the flute stopped abruptly, and the aftermath was still there, looking at the three of them.

"Lin Yi, it's you...... Can you blow the flute?" Mu Qing'er held Xu Zixuan and walked over, and saw Lin Yi leaning on the railing, looking lonely, holding a jade flute.

Lin Yi sighed to himself. The further forward he goes, the farther away from home he becomes, and the more difficult it is to get rid of all these past things. I don't know how many things I will have to go through in the future, if I can't let go of it like this, and I have a lot of burden in my heart, how far can I go? The past that I occasionally think of is just a testimony of his growing up. Why should he forget?

Perhaps, letting go does not mean the annihilation and disappearance of everything.

Lin Yi woke up from his contemplation, he turned his head to look at Mu Qing'er and the others, nodded, and said, "You are here too!"

"Lin Yi, the sound of that flute is very good, but does it have a song name?"

Mu Qing'er took Senior Sister Xu's hand and walked to Lin Yi's side. She wore a skirt and twisted with her waist, like a blue wave. What followed was the faint fragrance of the two after bathing. Xu Zixuan followed behind Mu Qing'er, smiling, quietly watching Lin Yi. The beautiful face of the daughter's family glows with charming color under the moonlight.

Lin Yi hesitated and said, "Hongchen!"

"Hey! The name of the song is also so extraordinary! Is it a hundred generations of red dust, and it is difficult to say goodbye to one day? Or is it Yang Liu Hongchen smiling and floating for half a day? Can I take a look at this jade flute?" Mu Qing'er twisted the ends of her hair, and her little face was happy. She stared at the jade flute in Lin Yi's hand and said out loud.

Lin Yi looked at Mu Qing'er, who looked curious, and then glanced at Xu Zixuan, who had a calm face, and for a moment he didn't understand what the two meant, hesitated for a moment, and handed over the jade flute in his hand.

"Hehe!" Mu Qing'er was unusual, grabbed the jade flute as if she had succeeded in her trick, and played with Xu Zixuan.

Lin Yi frowned slightly and shook his head secretly. I don't know why this Mu Qing'er is so casual with herself. However, when I whipped myself in the first place, it was so casual.

"Yun'er, your jade flute is owned by a woman. Mu Qing'er looked at the name on the jade flute, and her interest decreased slightly.

Xu Zixuan quietly glanced at Lin Yi, who was silent, and said in a low voice: "Senior Brother Lin's things have their own origins, Qing'er, don't talk nonsense." ”

"I didn't say anything, Lin Yi, this ...... The jade flute is your beloved thing, could it be a gift from someone you like?" Mu Qing'er squinted at Lin Yi and seemed to say casually.

"Are you thinking about someone, I was disturbed by the two of us, and this jade flute is nothing to look at, return you!"

Mu Qing'er stretched out her hand and stuffed the jade flute into Lin Yi's hand, but her face turned pale and turned to leave. Xu Zixuan looked a little embarrassed, looking at Mu Qing'er's departing back, she hesitated, hugged her fist at Lin Yi, and said with a shy expression: "My junior sister is like this, junior brother Lin don't mind!"

Lin Yi smiled disapprovingly, and with a flip of his palm, the jade flute was gone. He looked at Xu Zixuan, who was dressed in white, and said:

"It's okay, this jade flute is indeed a gift from a woman. She is the daughter of a friend in my hometown, and I found and rescued her in the capital. Hopefully, by this time, she will be reunited with her family."

Xu Zixuan saw that the jade flute in Lin Yi's hand was gone, her eyes flashed, and she said, "Could it be that you really did the destruction of the ship in the capital?"

Lin nodded and said, "The painting boat is a place to hide filth and dirt, and the bustard on the boat prevented me from saving people, and in a fit of anger, I destroyed it all." ”

Xu Zixuan lightly held her chest, shook her head and smiled: "Senior Brother Lin has done such a big thing, it is admirable!" she said, her tone paused, she looked around, and after a while, she hesitated: "Senior Brother has saved my and Qing'er's lives several times, and I dare not thank you for the great kindness." It's just that I want to ask my junior brother something......"

"Miss Xu, please say something!" Lin Yi said curiously.

"That's the case, Qing'er and I were also in distress in the Valley of Troubled Souls, at that time, I don't know if it was Brother Lin who ...... you" Xu Zixuan has always been haunted by the events of that day, and it is rare to talk to Lin Yi today, but she doesn't know how to speak.

Lin smiled and said softly: "It's good that someone can help you, why should Miss Xu care!"

Xu Zixuan looked stunned, looked at Lin Yi deeply, then smiled, arched her hand, turned away, and her delicate figure was like a touch of moon white in the mountains, light and quiet.