Noon.

The west of the city is the beginning of the south city.

It started in the middle of that little and no one noticed it yet.

As the most prosperous commercial area in Chang'an, Kyoto, the southern city of Taichang is more than 70 miles up and down, and there are countless waterway transportation arteries, large and small running through them, extending in all directions. From a distance, it can be seen that the population is densely populated, and the grain ships are gathered. The pavilion teahouse has an endless stream of people. On both sides of the street, fortune-telling, monkey juggling, snacks and gadgets are all gathered to be endlessly lively and bustling. The river boats come and go, end to end, the slender man pulls, the boatman rocks, and the full load of goods goes upstream. Docked at the shore, coolies unloading up and down, a prosperous and prosperous scenery.

Entering Taichang, the tributaries of the river are like the roots of the old trees, crisscrossing the city. Among them, there are 64 bridges across the river, which are fine, elegant, magnificent and delicate, and all of them have a unique charm. One of the largest is built in the middle of Taichang, and the south end is connected to Liuxian Avenue and goes straight to the world-famous Zuixian Tower. Looking at the green mountains in the north, you can see the north city to the sky. Green steel glazed stone body, arc-shaped arch bridge, exquisite structure, like a coiled dragon, this bridge is named Qinglong Bridge. Crossing the crowded flow of people down the bridge, there is a prosperous shop in the south of the bridge, the dragon flying and the phoenix dance on the flag pan that is displayed in the wind outside the store are written with the word "Yangchun", a long dragon is discharged outside the store for dozens of zhang, noisy and miscellaneous, but it can be seen that its popularity is prosperous.

This is the famous Yangchun noodle restaurant in Kyoto.

Visitors from outside to Beijing will not be able to come to Kyoto City until they pay for the light gluten here.

"It's really hot. ”

"No worse than you. ”

"How can I compare with others? ”

"Okay, two more bowls of Yangchun noodles. ”

In the corner of the store, on the neat small wooden table, there are two bowls of clear soup with a few vegetarian dishes, and there is not even a single noodle shred. Xia Xun and Mo Xian sat opposite each other, and Mo Xian's back had been re-equipped with a brand-new three-foot Qingfeng. Originally, Xia Xun planned to open two pieces of fine steel in the iron shop and let the blacksmith reforge it. But Mo Xian rejected Xia Xun's kindness after seeing the material, according to his own words, it is a sword with people, people with their hearts, no matter how good the material is, it doesn't feel good to touch, it is not as good as a bamboo branch. So I went around and around many armor stores, and in the end, Mo Xian still chose an ordinary three-foot Qingfeng, and he would use it.

"Two bowls of Yangchun noodles, two guest officers, please use them slowly. ”

"Dada. ”

A junior two hands held eight large bowls of hot noodles in his pocket, and walked quickly to the small wooden table where Xia Xun and Mo Xian were. I saw that with a slight flick of his wrist, he neatly removed two bowls of noodle soup from his wrist, and placed them firmly in front of Xia Xun and Mo Xian, and then hooked his thumb and index finger, and put the two empty bowls on the table on his wrist, and continued to shout and walk quickly to the next table. The movements are steady, precise, and ingenious and unpretentious, from beginning to end, all the hot noodles held by Xiao Er's hands did not even leak out a drop of soup, as if he was holding eight large cakes very steadily, and he was secretly stammering when he saw Mo Xian.

"Good kung fu, but strange..."

Looking at the back of Xiao Er's departure, Mo Xian asked puzzledly: "This noodle restaurant is so prosperous, why don't you invite a few more people to help?"

"Shhhhh

The noodles were thin and the soup was dripping, Xia Xun picked up a comb and blew with his mouth: "It's useless for him to invite him, the place of this shop is so big, and there is no place to stand if you invite too much." And don't look at the previous little brother's extraordinary skills, I'm afraid he has to have more than ten years of hard work to serve bowls. He can basically take care of half of the restaurant alone, so the owner of this restaurant is very good. ”

Looking at the long queue outside the door, Mo Xian was still puzzled: "The land is small, and there are not many guests here." ”

"Thread..."

The thin noodles were slightly cooled and eaten in one bite, chewed carefully in his mouth, Xia Xun shook his head, and when the noodles all fell into his stomach, he said, "Senior brother, I don't know anything." This cooking noodles and cooking are actually the same truth, whether they are delicious or not depends mainly on the skills of the chef in charge. The Yangchun noodles you eat can only be made by the chef in this store, but you can't change it to someone else. But people's energy is limited after all, even if a chef has the ability to cook seven or eight hundred bowls of this flavor of Yangchun noodles a day, it is already incredible, how can he do more? So, if you expand this shop a little according to your idea, it is estimated that it will exhaust people and vomit blood in a few days, hehe. ”

"Oh, I see. ”

“......”

The noodle restaurant is talking, and no one can hear it except for Mo Xian.

At the same time, outside the noodle restaurant, at the other end of the Qinglong stone arch bridge...

"Boom..."

The iron mat struck the ground crisply and orderly, and two red-hoofed horses, pulling a Yunhe nine-curved car, were slowly walking on the arch bridge. In the crowd of people, the delicate carriage is particularly eye-catching. The light blue body, the blue clouds are the pattern, the birds are carved, and the red horse is like a combination of water and fire, all full of contradictions and amazing. And those with a discerning eye can recognize at a glance that this is the car of the Hanlin Courtyard in the north of the city. Because this is the unique style of the protégé of the Son of Heaven. Blue is water, meaning moisturizing the world. Red is fire, and the embers are leaking. This is the lifelong dream of the world's martial arts.

"Boom..."

The flow of people on the arch bridge consciously branched out to the side of the road, leaving enough space for horse-drawn carriages to pass. The blue window screen obscured the scene inside the car, but it still attracted many eyes hidden in the shadows, and the lively and prosperous atmosphere was inexplicably cold.

"Senior brother..."

"Senior brother?"

“......”

In the noodle shop, Xia Xun had been talking for a long time, but Mo Xian's head looked outside the store but he didn't turn back for a long time, as if he was attracted by something new. Xia Xun shouted twice, but he still didn't react, and he didn't move as if he had lost his soul. Xia Xun couldn't help but be suspicious, but when he just opened his mouth to shout for the third time, he swallowed the anger in his throat.

It was Xia Xun's divine consciousness that spread out, and he felt an aura that he would never forget...

Cold.

Icy cold.

It was so cold that Xia Xun's consciousness was completely panicked.

The cold breath comes from the street at the entrance of the noodle restaurant...

As a schemer, Xia Xun never believed that there was a real coincidence in this world. Chang'an is 8,000 miles large, and the possibility of people meeting each other unexpectedly is very small, or even non-existent. Such a cold breath can only be possessed by that crazy woman. She will not come without a reason. But why? Could it be...

Puzzled, Xia Xun put down the dishes and chopsticks, and his face turned to cautious. Looking in the direction of Mo Xian's side face, he saw that outside the noodle shop...

"Boom..."

Outside the noodle shop, the pale blue carriage slowly lowered the arch bridge, and the rhythm of its hooves gradually became brisk, and it went south along Liuxian Avenue. The sound of the iron hoof mat hitting the ground is crisp and clean, like a small needle and thread, from far and near, through the noisy downtown to the ears of those who care.

It's a sultry soul...

"Sha..."

The horses walk, the wind blows.

People's hearts are pounding.

The wind caressed, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, just when the carriage passed by the flag outside the door of the noodle restaurant, the orchid brocade curtain that covered the car window was slowly lifted by the wind and half of the silk veil. The warm sunlight leaked into the car along the hollow window, and the long green hair of the girl was lifted by the wind, and the silver-white crown and robe were illuminated by the sun in the shadow of the canopy, like a snow lotus blooming in the night, beautiful and lonely. Under the crown of the Dao, the handsome face contained a few wisps of indifference, and the indifferent eyes seemed to be unable to contain the hesitation from the heart. The dark pupils looked through the car window, looking at the same indifferent figure in the noodle shop...

It's him.

It's her.

That's right, it's him and her.

Thoughts wandered, as if returning to those dream scenes.

The black shirt is cold, very familiar, although the three-foot Qingfeng has changed a few handfuls, but the person is still the same person. Just like Mo Xian, who was shocked in the teahouse at this time, he was also familiar with the indifferent gaze cast from inside the carriage. The souls of the past are hidden in the dreams of the two strangers here. The strange and the familiar, the real and the unreal, whether it is close at hand or thousands of miles, can not be described in words at this moment, only the four eyes are facing each other, and they are silent...

It's really him.

"Sha..."

The moment is short, like the moment of sunset and dusk.

It's so beautiful that you wish time would ever stop in this moment.

It's a pity that time is merciless, and the other woman in the car is even more ruthless. They unite to strangle all the newborn tenderness in the darkness at the moment when the white horse passes. The red horse pulled the cart and passed by the noodle restaurant leisurely, and the miserable white onion fingers rolled up the window screen to cover the window again, and the warm sunlight was slapped out of the car.

She's gone.

The carriage travels far away and eventually disappears into the depths of the crowd...

"Is that him?"

In an instant, thousands of days and nights.

In the carriage, the cold and merciless voice asked an extremely superfluous question. Because, the answer to this question has been clearly defined long after the moment when the carriage passed by the noodle shop.

"Yes. ”

In a perfunctory response, the cold sword eyebrows sank slightly, as if he had not yet woken up from the encounter between illusion and reality. Pick up the silk behind the shoulder, and slightly sort out the green silk that is blown by the wind.

"Will he come along?"

"Certainly. ”

“......”

Marriage for a hundred generations, only looking back at this life.

Do you remember him with her?

The carriage was gone, and the crowd flooded the streets again.

The shallow rut marks were soon messed up by the footprints of passers-by, and in the end only a wisp of the girl's fragrance remained. In the shade of the willow tree, three date-selling merchants exchanged glances with each other, and one of them quietly left the stall. On the Qinglong Bridge, a fisherman packed up his fish cage and hurriedly walked into the deep alley. On the third floor of the silk village on the southeast side of Liuxian Avenue, the side window was opened, and a letter bird flew out of it. The sapphire blue light car came softly and walked quietly, as if it had done nothing, but it brought a gust of wind to disturb the order of Mirror Lake.

At the same time, the small noodle restaurant under the Qinglong Bridge...

"Is that her?"

The same redundant question was also asked.

"That's the carriage of the Hanlin Academy. ”

“......”

Perhaps the question was indeed too redundant, and Mo Xian directly chose to ignore it. But there is no need to say more, with just one sentence, Xia Xun can probably understand Mo Xian's thoughts at this time. Since the car is a carriage from the Hanlin Academy, the people in the car must have come from the Hanlin Academy. Since Mo Xian can think of this layer, then he must already have a plan.

"You don't want to go to her, do you?"

"Questions?"

"There must be. ”

The question was very direct and the answer was more direct.

Mo Xian turned his head and looked at Xia Xun cautiously.

Xia Xun picked up the chopsticks again, stirred the hot noodles that were still emitting white smoke, thought calmly for a while, and said, "Kyoto is so big, with a radius of eight thousand miles. Hanlin is in the north of the city, and we are in the south of the city, and the two places are separated by thousands of miles. Not sooner, not later, no more, no less, we have only been here for a day and she has appeared in front of you, and the probability of this coincidence is too low. What's more, Yu Youran is in that car, and my heart is cold wherever she is, so I'm afraid that you will find it..."

"Then you go back to Xiangguo Temple and wait for me first. ”

"Uh..."

Xia Xun didn't finish speaking, and Mo Xianguo decisively spoke.

Xia Xun was stunned, although as early as Shoushan, from Mo Xian's description, he had already guessed the ins and outs of the woman in Mo Xian's dream, and he was already ready for the two to meet that day. However, today's events happened suddenly, and even if he was prepared, Xia Xun seemed a little caught off guard. What Xia Xun didn't expect was that Mo Xian, who had always been indifferent, would have such a decisive attitude in this matter, which cannot be said. This made Xia Xun can't help but recall his feelings when he forced to ask Tianshan.

It's thinking day and night, morning and twilight, and I can't turn into a winged bird to lift up to the sky.

Xia Xun shook his head helplessly: "Senior brother, you really treat me as an outsider." ”

"You're mistaken, I didn't mean that. Mo Xian said coldly.

Xia Xun picked up a comb of thin noodles, ate it in his mouth, and then smiled: "Senior brother, let me ask you a question first, right?"

You ask. ”

"What are you going to say if you see her?"

"Uh..."

The question was simple, but Mo Xian was rarely speechless.

His mind didn't seem to be coming up to this level yet.

Xia Xun waited for a while, and when he saw that he had nothing to say, it was not good to continue to be embarrassed. He stretched out his hand and pushed the Yangchun noodles in front of Mo Xian forward, and said, "If you are in a hurry, you don't worry, it's still early, let's eat the noodles, I'll think about what to say for you." After the two of us have thought it out, it's not too late to go to the Hanlin Academy. It wouldn't be good if you didn't say anything when you met and ended up embarrassed, right?"

Mo Xian glanced at Xia Xun lightly, and after thinking about it calmly, he seemed to know that he had indeed been reckless before. If it weren't for Xia Xun's reminder, I'm afraid I would really have to make a joke. So, Mo didn't have anything to say, picked up the chopsticks again, added two spoonfuls of shallots and soup with noodles and stirred well. In the lively noodle restaurant, the two people on the small wooden table in the corner continued to eat the noodle soup indifferently as if nothing had happened...

The fragrance is elegant, and the water is boiling.

The firewood can't be smoky,

Don't rush him when he is familiar with himself.

One noodle, 100 bowls of soup.

Qiaotou Yangchun is passed on for thousands of miles.

Thousands of miles, thousands of miles.

While eating...

"Senior brother. ”

"Huh?"

"That crazy woman is not easy to mess with..."

"You go back to Xiangguo Temple and wait for me. ”

"No, no, no, that's not what I meant. I think we will definitely be in trouble later, you see if we should go to the Drunken Immortal Tower first and pull Xiahou and them up, and then we won't suffer..."

"Not necessarily. ”

"Well, okay, I understand. ”

"What do you understand?"

"Hehe, no... Nothing..."

“......”

"Eh, the boss packed two servings of Yangchun noodles and two servings of wontons. ”

"Okay, wait a minute, guest officer. ”

“......”

(I don't know if you can see the relationship between Mo Xian and Mo Yan from this chapter, as well as their past...) ）