"Brothers, after today's business, Ruoxi is going back to Rongjing to resume his life. “

Everyone said goodbye one after another, although they were all teenagers, they all had their own trivial chores, and they couldn't be idle for long. This gathering of Canglang Tower brought together the talents of the entire South Korean family. Usually each has its own trivial matters, like the wind can not stop the general can enjoy the mountains and rivers freely. I'm afraid that the next time we meet will be a grand event, even if they are all in the academy, there are not many opportunities to meet.

"Sister Ruoxi, Bai Chi will visit the imperial city as soon as he returns home, don't be bothered by Bai when the time comes. ”

"Brother Bai Shi wants to go, and several of Ruoxi's imperial brothers have long wanted to see Brother Bai's talents. ”

"Leave it at that. ”

After saying that, Bai Chi took the first step to set up a boat and left, and then the princess and others also left Canglang Tower by water. However, Bo Ci pulled Zhu Xin to drink on the second floor, and he was not in a hurry to leave.

"This scholar, you are interested in having a drink with the two of us. ”

Feng Zhijing was about to go back to the broken temple to say goodbye to the little beggar, but he didn't want to be stopped, and when he turned around, he saw Bo Ci by the window, but he didn't know this person.

"I don't know each other, but I love it. ”

"Wouldn't we get acquainted after a drink?"

"It's fine. ”

Feng Zhijing also wants to sit in this Canglang Building, not to mention that he is hungry, and it is always good to have someone to treat.

Seeing that it was the invitation of the uncle's son, the shopkeeper did not dare to stop it, and immediately led the wind to the private room on the second floor.

"It's abrupt to invite, and my friends won't blame me. ”

"Thanks for the invitation, I don't have anything important. ”

"In the next uncle's resignation, this is Zhu Xin. ”

Bo Ci introduced to Feng Zhijing, Zhu Xin just drank his own wine, bowed his head slightly to Feng Zhijing, and didn't say much.

"The wind stops. ”

Feng Zhijing knew that the two people in front of him were children of a big family, and there were two people in the crowd in front of him, so he responded. But he was really hungry and ate food and drinks.

"I don't know what Brother Feng's next goal is and where he is going. ”

"Rootless duckweed, not thinking about where to go. ”

"I don't know if Brother Feng is interested in going to Rongjing, in a month, Wenxin Academy will enroll students again, I believe that Brother Feng's knowledge will be able to astonish. ”

"I didn't think I'd have a chance to take a look. ”

Feng Zhijing was not very interested in what Bo Ci said, but he still agreed.

"Okay, I'll wait for Brother Feng in Rongjing. ”

Bo Ci raised his glass and toasted Feng Zhijing, and Feng Zhijing drank it, the first time he drank it, it felt spicy, but he liked the taste of this thing a little.

"Do you think that this poor scholar who is powerless can pass the academy's literary examination? He doesn't even have a cultivation, and he is afraid that he will have to ring the literary bell to enter the hospital by relying on the literary examination alone, and you decide that he can compare to Master Cen?"

After the wind stopped, Zhu Xin finally spoke.

"How do you know if you don't try it, I have a strange feeling that this is a person who can stir up Han Qi's storm. ”

This period of the Canglang Lou event that people in the world are talking about frantically is over, and the county is calm again, like a quiet pool after the rain. Time will always smooth out all the old traces, and the great events of the past will always be replaced by new anecdotes. The matter of Bai Chi, the genius of the Bai family, obtaining the Qin Fang Soul Saint Sword Intent, spread throughout Han Qi and even the entire Central Plains Three Kingdoms like a flurry of catkins, and no one even mentioned the enrollment of Rongjing Wenxin Academy again, it was like an inconsequential trivial matter

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"I'm leaving. ”

As soon as Feng Zhijing returned to the ruined temple, he saw the little beggar lying at the door basking in the sun. It seems that today's harvest is good, and there is still time to rest and sleep.

"Where?"

The little beggar opened his eyes, a little unresponsive to the news. After getting along for a while, he liked this sour poor scholar a little.

"I don't know. ”

"Don't know?"

"I haven't thought about it yet, let's go back to Jing'an Mountain first to see if the old man is lying again. ”

Feng Zhijing remembered that his grandfather always bullied him for not reading much, and said something he didn't understand, thinking that he was a child who was stupid and easy to deceive. This time, he may have lied to himself that he was leaving the mountain, maybe he was sleeping in the bedroom with the Taoist temple closed.

"Jing'an Mountain? That's not far. Will you still come to stay in the county?"

Hearing that the wind was about to leave, the little beggar felt a little empty in his heart.

"Yes, I owe you a meal. A gentleman will not break his word and get fat. ”

When the little beggar heard that the wind would come again, he felt a little better. Except for the old beggar since he was a child, he has been a person. The wind stops making the little beggar feel the presence of his friend. Although he didn't say it explicitly, when he and himself braved the rain to walk through the streets, he felt that the two were friends, and this feeling was very subtle.

"Then I'm leaving. ”

"Hmm. ”

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"Yo, little Daotong, why did you come back so quickly, didn't you leave the mountain?"

The sun has set in the west, and the owner of the tea shop has begun to close the stall, and there will be no one after this point in time, and the stall can be closed early and return home before nightfall.

"Come back and see if the old Taoist priest is not there. ”

"Didn't they all close their eyes, I saw that the pilgrims came to offer incense in the past two days, and they all went down the mountain immediately. If you don't open this view of stopping the wind, the business of my tea shop will be much colder. ”

"It's a big deal. ”

"This is not in the way, aren't you going to wander away? This has to give us Jing'an Mountain's energy, our Jing'an Mountain has not produced a big person! I think you have a great achievement, when I was a child, the old Taoist priest sat on the futon, you were lying on the ground, with big eyes, and you didn't cry, I felt that you were not simple......

Seeing that the shopkeeper was going to keep talking, Feng Zhijing immediately took his leave and went up the mountain.

The door was still closed, but the notice was a little crooked, and I don't know if it was blown by the wind or touched by pilgrims. The notice was removed, and the wind stopped pushing the door in.

Things are still the same as they left, South Korea is humid and rainy, the air is relatively humid, there is no dust in the things, but there is more water in the pool.

They searched one house after another, but there was no sign of anyone. Finally, the wind stopped and went to the old Taoist's bedroom and pushed the door open. The beds were neatly packed.

"It seems that it is really not there. ”

When the wind stopped, he was about to leave, and when he closed the door, he found that the wooden table had stationery and was pressed under the stone inkstone. He walked over and took the letter in his hand, which read "Stop the Beginning".

"I don't know if you'll be able to see this letter and come back here again. When I saw you lying in the bamboo forest in Jing'an Mountain, I knew that I had a relationship with you and this Jing'an Mountain. For more than 10 years, I have considered you my grandchild, and it has been a pleasure to watch you grow up day by day. But I'm too old to watch you grow up. I felt that I was going to sit down that night, so I told you to go down the mountain, and the stone cave behind me was my final destination. I was also a soul warrior when I was younger, and I hope you don't blindly pursue power as well. The grievances and grievances in the world are disturbed, and what they pursue is nothing but the vain thing, and in the end it is not as happy as the ancient books of the green lantern. When you see through this red dust one day, stay in this temple. ”

A drop of water wet the letter, but fortunately the ink had dried and the handwriting had not been blurred.

When the boy came to the stone cave behind the view, he didn't think that the door of the cave had been sealed with stones. Feng Zhijing wanted to go into the cave to take a look at the relics of the old Taoist, but it seemed that the old Taoist didn't want others to disturb his sleep.

Feng Zhijing leaned against the stones, silent, and slowly fell asleep, not knowing what he dreamed of.

On the second day, the morning sun was already shining on the boy's face. Feng Zhijing woke up, looked at the sky, and sat for a while. Then he got up, kowtowed three times in front of the cave, and burned the letter paper left by Lao Dao in front of the cave.

"Grandpa, I'm leaving. ”

Feng Zhijing packed up some belongings, and then left the temple and went down the mountain.

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After a day, the wind stopped and saw the walls of the county town again. Everything is changing, the same bustling crowd, but the people have changed, time has also changed, the only thing that has not changed is this tall stone wall, the county town that has stood for many years.

The car is familiar with the road, and the wind stops and soon arrives at the broken temple.

"Where's a little beggar here?"

The ruined temple was much more lively than last time, and there were a few beggars occupying different positions, but there was no trace of the little beggar.

"What are you looking for him, the hell knows where this little bastard is. As soon as those sons and brothers left, they were hungry and full every day. ”

Instead of staying at the ruined temple, Feng Zhi went to the alley where he and the little beggar first met. Somehow, he felt like he could meet him here.

After staying for an hour, Feng Zhijing saw the familiar little figure. The little beggar's expression was a little depressed, and it seemed that the day's harvest was not very good.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time. ”

"It's you!"

Hearing the familiar voice, the little beggar saw the wind stopping, and his depressed mood improved a lot.

"Of course it's me, I'm here to pay you that meal. ”

"I just didn't eat it, but I just ate a good meal from you. ”

There isn't much money in the wind stop, but if you can feast on good friends, the rest is nothing. Follow the little beggar to a restaurant.

"Why are you beggar here again, don't get in the way of our business, let's go quickly. ”

When the shopkeeper saw the little beggar, his brows were furrowed, and he was immediately touched.

"What's the hurry, the master will pay, come to a private room, see the boy next to me, will you pay for the meal?"

"Yo, it's because I don't have a good look, and I've delayed the two masters' meals. Come, inside please. ”

The shopkeeper saw the wind on the side, and he really looked like a boy, and immediately stretched his brows. Although he didn't know what shit luck the little beggar had, the shopkeeper immediately complied and took the two of them upstairs to the private room.

The private room was facing the street, looking out the window at the bustling street market, and the little beggar's excited face calmed down.

"What's wrong, what are you thinking?"

"I felt like I didn't fit in with the county, like an outsider. My biggest goal in life is to be fed, and these people have done it since birth. Who arranged all this? Do you think I'll be a beggar in my next life?"

“......”

Feng Zhijing also looked out the window and did not answer.

"My grandfather said that when Master Cen was here, the entire Han Qi people would be able to eat well, and if we were not beggars at that time. ”

"Master Cen, there will be, I assure you, Han Qi will have a Master Cen soon. ”

"I know it's impossible, but thank you. Where are you going to go later?"

"Now that I have an idea, go to Rongjing. ”

"Rongjing, that's a lot bigger than Liujun. ”

"That's right, it's Rongjing. ”

The breeze blew through the two immature teenagers.