[Slight heat stroke, the update is late, sorry ~ The second update is before the early hours of the morning, this chapter is nearly 3,000 words. 】

After Qi Yu cleaned up, he bowed to Mr. Wu, the autumn wind blew, and he stepped out of the private school by the afterglow of the sunset.

"If you like it, chase it. ”

Mr. Wu's words came from behind him, which made him stunned suddenly, slowly turned his head, and said, "Sir... I ......"

"Go, old man, I should rest. ”

I don't know when Mr. Wu, who has always refused to accept old age, is also tired, and I don't know when the fallen leaves in the sky have passed away with the wind.

Qi Yu seemed to have forgotten the time, looking at the old man's slightly gloomy back, he didn't know whether the other party asked him to chase or chase.

It's the moment to chase.

Or chase it from now on.

He stood in front of the private school for a long time, looking at the afterglow in the west, the night in the east, the looming crescent moon, and the candles and green smoke lit by the houses in the distance.

He didn't know that this farewell was an eternal farewell.

He doesn't understand, this goodbye is never seen again.

Time is like the autumn wind, blowing up one fallen leaf after another, repeating day after day.

He never saw her again.

Only the lingering fragrance of the handkerchief remained, perhaps just the smell of ink stains.

Whenever Qi Yu forgot her name, he would take out this handkerchief that would never return to the flawless again, just like his heart, which could no longer be calm.

Time flies, years are like arrows, in the blink of an eye, this year's winter, the wind is very strong, extraordinarily cold.

His heart is even colder than this winter, until the handkerchief in his palm is no longer soft, until the ink on the inkstone freezes, until the pen falls and never moves, and the goose feathers fly all over the sky for a moment!

He realized that he liked her.

It's just that he still can't find her, and there is no clue where she came from, whether she is in Windwhispering City.

What's her real name, is it really just Lingling?

Qi Yu, I don't know anything.

During the day, there is silence, and in the night, the moon is looked at the wine.

In the dream, I dreamed of her again and again, but I couldn't catch it, even if I became an immortal in the dream, I was still close to the end of the world.

On this day, the snow was overwhelming, the cold wind was biting, Mr. Wu seemed to be suffering from a cold disease, and the private school was closed. Most of the schoolchildren are happy, building snowmen, having snowball fights, and having fun.

Only Qi Yu went home early, the restaurant was cold, there were few drinkers, he was just about to go upstairs, but was called by his father.

"Rain, come, warm up around the brazier. ”

Qi Yu sat by the brazier, listless, and took the warm wine that his father had cooked. After taking a sip, I dissipated some of the chill, and my heart was warm.

"Yu'er has people she likes, so she ignores her father. ”

"No... There is no ......" Qi Yu didn't care about how his father saw it, he was not interested in anything now.

"Tell Daddy which girl it is. ”

"No... I don't know ......" Qi Yu's face, reflecting the light of the flames, was dazed.

"Silly Yu'er, hey...... By the way, Mr. Wu has sent a letter, asking you to study hard and get a good ranking, and then his old man will use all his connections to help you find Lingling. ”

Qi Yu was stunned when he heard this, raised his head suddenly, looked at his father in a daze, breathed rapidly, and said in disbelief: "Really?"

"Really, Yu'er should study with peace of mind, take the big exam next year, and get a good ranking. ”

"Okay," Qi Yu seemed to suddenly burst out of his mouth, his eyes were blazing, and his loneliness was swept away.

Since then, he has regained his motivation to study hard and cope with the big exam in the coming year. He regained his confidence, took off the name of Jinshi, and went to Nancheng to honor his ancestors!

On the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, firecrackers are ringing out, fireworks are shining, and Wind Whispering City is becoming more and more lively.

Daddy invited a lot of friends, and the little fat man had already come to play with him. Not only that, Xu was infected by him, and his results improved by leaps and bounds, which made Mr. Wu very happy.

The restaurant is very lively, which makes Qi Yu very happy, but in a trance, he sees the boundless sea of clouds outside the door, there are whimsical sky, cranes flying, and supreme brilliance is fleeting.

Like, the fairy world!

He rubbed his eyes and saw that the so-called sea of clouds was nothing more than a land covered in silver. The heavenly horses, the cranes, and the brilliance are just different fireworks in the sky.

"Qi Yu, what's wrong with you?" the little fat man ate with his mouth full of oil, looked at Qi Yu who was in a daze, and couldn't help asking.

"It's okay, it's a rare cold this winter. ”

"Yes, it froze me to death, and the food cooked by my aunt is delicious. The little fat man was full of praise.

"Then eat more, Yu'er, why don't you eat?" Qi Yu seemed to be in a trance again, and was broken by his mother's voice, and then recovered.

I don't know why, in this winter, he often trance, as if in a dream, dreaming that he is an immortal, in the fairy world, there is a name, called Tengxi.

He shook his head and didn't think about it again.

Years later, when the big exam was approaching, for some reason, there was a conflict between Gentle Township and Dalong Temple.

Qi Yu often saw the broken monks in the small alleys, which was terrible and shocking.

In this way, winter goes to spring, and March is approaching, and the contradictions between the two families are intensifying, and even affecting the holding of the imperial examination, which makes Qi Yu very unhappy.

On the first day of the first month of March, Qi Yu led a group of schoolchildren to directly stop some gentle township monks who were obviously suspicious on the left side of the road into the water.

The mouth was like a river, and the gushing was endless, and the monks quarreled with each other, righteous words, and did not back down.

"Get out of the way, stinky little ghost, don't think it's the sage's private school, Lao Tzu won't dare to touch you. ”

"Do you dare to beat Qi Yu? Qi Yu is Mr. Wu's most proud protégé. Qi Yu treated him coldly, but the little fat man couldn't help it and replied fiercely.

"Mr. Wu, an old immortal, really think of himself as a saint?" a black-faced man sneered, not taking the sage's private school in his eyes at all.

"If you hinder the imperial examination, don't say that you are a dog minion, even your entire gentle township can't afford it. Qi Yu's words were cold and-for-tat.

"What did you just say? Believe it or not, Lao Tzu chopped off your hand and let you go for the imperial examination. Dahan's expression changed, looking at Qi Yu's small body, he smiled hideously, and was about to step on.

"You... What are you going to do?" The little fat man was timid after all, and when he saw the big man coming, he immediately pulled Qi Yu and ran back.

But he suddenly found that he couldn't pull it at all, and saw Qi Yu standing with his head held high, standing with his hands in his hands, and he was not afraid of facing the big man who was half his body taller.

"Black Tiger, stand down. It was a big-headed doll who spoke, the young master of Gentle Township, and before he finished speaking, the big man quickly retreated to the side.

At this moment, in this avenue into the water, almost the people of the whole city have gathered, and there are many discussions.

The big-headed doll knocked on the melon seeds, walked leisurely in front of Qi Yu, rolled her eyelids, looked up and down, and said with a smile: "You have a decent posture, don't you really regard yourself as a saint?"

After the big-headed doll finished speaking, it caused a burst of laughter, and Qi Yu was in it, looking at it coldly, not responding immediately.

"Every three years, there are many people who are ranked, inscribed on the gold list, and go to the south city to see the style.

But how many have become saints? For thousands of years, there have been only a handful of saints who have been sainted by writing, so what can you do even if you are holy?" the big-headed doll shook her head, her words full of sarcasm.

"If I am sanctified, I will meet the Son of Heaven, eradicate the evils here, return the peace of Fengyu City, and return my father and mother to innocence!" Qi Yu's words are beautiful, impassioned, and his words are echoing, as if they resonate with heaven and earth, and there is a golden light rising to the sky on his body.

World shaking!

"It's... This is...... Innate Holy Light!" The big-headed doll roared in surprise and retreated.

The next day, in the imperial examination, the chief examiner of the Son of Heaven came in person, gathered nearly 1,000 schoolchildren in the Northern Wilderness, and Qi Yu won the championship in one fell swoop, picking the first!

Gold List Title!

The name of Qi Yu spread all over the wind and the Northern Wilderness in an instant!

Such a glorious moment of glory, but he was not happy, Mr. Wu did not find Lingling. Or, there is simply no one to find.

He went to the Sage's private school and kowtowed to Mr. Wu three times. I went to Nancheng, I don't know when I will return, maybe it will be a year or ten years, I am afraid that I will never see each other again.

Mr. Wu was very pleased, helped Qi Yu up, and gave him a scroll about one foot long, which was a reward for the true disciple and the ultimate inheritance. Qi Yu and Mr. Wu talked until late at night before saying goodbye, and then returned home, he didn't blame the other party for not finding Lingling, but he was still lost.

That night, he stayed with his father and mother and talked a lot, and he couldn't remember too much. It wasn't until the middle of the night that he fell asleep. In his sleep, he dreamed that he had become an immortal, roaming the world and being unrestrained, but he was no longer addicted.

Because in this dream, there is no Lingling.

The next day, early in the morning, the spring breeze was slightly cool.

The homesick building is like a city, and it is very lively.

Before leaving, his father made him a pot of wine, his mother knitted a big cotton jacket for him, and Uncle Li in the grocery store on the opposite floor sorted out a lot of delicious food.

The little fat man also did well in the exam, and there are a few schoolchildren who are usually strangers to each other, and they can all go to Nancheng to have a look.

In addition, there are a total of nine people here, all gathered at the foot of the Great Dragon Temple, waiting for Qi Yu.

But there is one person missing, if Lingling is here, Qi Yu will never be sure of taking the first place. But there is no what if, no if.

In a burst of gongs and drums, the people of the entire Wind Whispering City were seeing off Qi Yu. In the smoke, you can see a smile on my father's face that I have never had before, as if I was relieved, and the smile lingered for a long time.

Qi Yu rode on a tall horse, was led, waved goodbye to his father and mother, to his familiar neighbors, and to Mr. Wu who was silently watching from afar.

Go, Southside.