Every month, Jingshu would return to the stone chamber of Huaimeng Pavilion to take a look at the jade well. Today is the period of 10 years.

Jing Shu unlocked the seal of the jade coffin early and stood quietly in front of the coffin, his eyes always staying on Yujing's face. The way Tamai looks now is no different from what it was ten years ago. His complexion was still so white and red, as if he had really just slept all night.

Tamai's eyelashes trembled, and then he opened his eyes, seeing a pitch-black nothingness, and turned his face to the side to see Jingshu standing there. I can't help but be a little puzzled, Jingshu hasn't changed at all, ten years, has it really passed?

"Jingshu, is it really ten years?" Tamai sat up slowly.

Jingshu is not surprised that Yujing has this question, ten years is a day by day for himself. For Tamai, it was condensed into a night. Jingshu took Yujing's hand on the edge of the coffin and pulled her out of the coffin, "Really." ”

The daily suffering of the past ten years is not fake.

Yujing stood in front of Jingshu, smiled brightly, and asked expectantly, "Then, Brother Jingshu, shall we go home?"

For Yujing, home is the nameless garden.

"Well, let's go. ”

This time, Tamai did not follow behind Jingshu, but pulled Jingshu out of the stone chamber happily. Although the walkway was still dark, Tamai remembered the way he had come. On the seventh floor of Huaimeng Pavilion, for the first time, the sound of clanging footsteps echoed, one large and one small. You can see the light, indicating that you have reached the sixth layer, Tamai stopped, glanced back at Jingshu, and at some point he put on that crying face mask again.

Jing Shu was dragged like this for the first time, a little funny, and suddenly remembered that many of the first times were with this little girl, and his voice was smiling, "Why don't you run away?"

Yujing winked at him, "Because Brother Jingshu is the pavilion master, you have to maintain your image." ”

Jing Shu couldn't help laughing, rubbed Yujing's head, and said, "It's okay, they only recognize this mask, and it's the pavilion master who is embarrassed, not me." ”

"We'd better go. ”

When the two of them walked out of the Huaimeng Pavilion, it was already late at night, and Yujing glanced back at the Huaimeng Pavilion again, the black giant tower seemed to merge with the night, and countless Huaimeng grasses became more and more red and dazzling.

Coming out of the woods, he passed by the Falling Moon Lake again, and this time, Yujing finally understood the name of the Falling Moon and why it came from. The surface of the lake is not like the blue of the day, but a kind of sluggish black, as if the night is turned upside down and cast into the lake. Countless faint starlight rises and falls, but always arches around the brightest moon, the surrounding of the moon seems to be surging blood, and the difference is that the moon in the sky is full, and the moon on the earth is missing.

Yujing said curiously: "Brother Jingshu, is this an illusion?"

Jing Shu shook his head, "No, Luoyue Lake has been like this for hundreds of years, and the moon at the bottom of the lake has never been round." ”

Tamai blurted out, "I know, she must be waiting for someone." ”

"It's just that the shadow of the moon is distorted. "The secret of Huaimeng Pavilion was told by a little girl.

"Really?" Tamai pursed her mouth, not believing it, she just felt that this moon was waiting for someone.

"Hmm. Jingshu said no more.

"Alright, let's go home. "Yujing Road.

"Let's go. Jingshu turned and walked towards the city.

Ah, I have to go again, it's a long way from the city, Tamai wails in his heart. Seeing that Jingshu had already walked several steps, Yujing hurriedly caught up, pulled Jingshu's sleeve, and said expectantly: "Brother Jingshu~Let's go back to Edgeworth~"

"No, there are still mortals in the city. Jing Shu was unmoved.

"It's okay, isn't there still a stealth technique, it won't be discovered, okay~" Yujing pulled Jingshu's sleeve and swayed around.

Jingshu likes to walk back on weekdays, and he thinks it's much more interesting than Edgeworth. This girl's voice has become more and more soft and glutinous, and every time she is coquettish, she is always the one who compromises. Jing Shu nodded at Yujing's nose, "Then it's Edgeworth, lazy girl." ”

"Brother Jingshu is the best~" Tamai cheered.

The long sword was unsheathed and hung high above the ground, and Tamai had been waiting for it for a long time, and jumped up at once.

Jing Shu directly took Yujing into the garden, landed in front of the Huan Courtyard, and when Yujing came down, he took back his sword. Tell Tamai to rest well and come to her tomorrow. With that, he turned and left.

The lights in the courtyard are bright, and everyone knows that the owner of the courtyard is coming back today. Yujing entered the courtyard alone, Lu Lan Hongjun was already waiting outside the house, Yujing looked at the lights on their faces with a few more traces of time, and then I believed that ten years had really passed.

Lu Lan Hongjun took Yujing's hand and entered the courtyard, not only to ask for warmth, but also to learn from their words that over the years, they were not in this courtyard, but they were doing other things, and Yujing didn't ask about these things. I only know that they came back this time because of Jing Shute's instructions.

When Yujing came back, it was already late at night, and after chatting for a while, the night was getting deeper and deeper, and Yujing wanted to say something more, but Lu Lan Hongjun urged her to sleep, and it was not too late to say something tomorrow.

After the two left, Yujing lay on the bed and sighed, he had slept for ten years, and he was still sleeping, and he was now in good spirits. Yujing lay down and tossed and turned but couldn't sleep, and didn't fall asleep until dawn, who knew that this sleep, and slept until noon.

When I woke up, I saw Jing Shu leaning on the small couch opposite the bed, smiled at her, and said, "Lazy girl, what did I tell you last night, I slept so late." ”

Yujing yawned, his voice lazy, "I don't know, Jingshu, you go out quickly, I want to change my clothes." ”

"I'm calling Midori Lan Hongjun in. Jing Shu got up and went to the door.

Lu Lan Hongjun quickly took care of Yujing's body up and down, and Jing Shu came in again. There were only the two of them left in the room, and Jingshu asked Tamai to sit on his side.

When Yujing sat down, Jingshu said, "Yujing, do you want to see your relatives?"

Yujing said indifferently: "I don't want to, I thought my relatives would have died a long time ago." ”

"It's your uncle. ”

"Yes, but I don't want to see him. Tamai clenched his hand, what if he was related by blood, he was not a stranger.

"He really wants to see you, I plan to send you to Qingyang to cultivate immortals, your uncle is the best medium. At least Qingyang won't doubt it.

"Can't I cultivate immortals in Huaimeng Pavilion?" Yujing looked up at Jing Shu, wanting to hear Jing Shu agree, but she also knew that it was impossible, but even if it was impossible, she had to try it once.

Looking at Yujing's gaze, Jing Shu shook his head slowly but firmly, he knew that he couldn't be soft-hearted, and he couldn't be kind to a woman.

"In half a year, Qingyang will come to Los Angeles to select disciples, your uncle is the prime minister of the southern country, you can use his identity as a daughter to go to Qingyang, tomorrow he will come here to pick you up, you will stay in his house for half a year." Jing Shu's expression was faint, but his words were unquestionable.

"I see. Only then did Tamai think of the things that Fang Lai Shi Jingshu had let him learn, it turned out that all this had started twelve years ago.

A chill came to his heart, and Yujing asked, "Let me go to Qingyang, what else do I have to do besides cultivating immortals?"