For a while, it was like roasting on a fire, and for a while, it seemed to be immersed in ice water, Shen Yi's whole body was trembling, and the nightmare was like a raging tide, receding and coming again. He tried to struggle, but he didn't know whether he wanted to surface or sink completely......

A cool hand caressed his hot forehead, which seemed to bring some coolness to his dazed mind. He wanted to open his eyes and see the gentle hand, and he wanted to see its owner, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't open his tired eyelids. His heart was in a hurry, but he fell into the dark world even heavier.

When he regained some consciousness from the dark nightmare, he felt that he was gently lifted up by that gentle hand, a thin bowl was handed to his mouth, and a soft voice patiently urged in his ear, "Drink, drink the medicine and it will be fine." ”

Shen Yi seemed to be hypnotized by this voice, and involuntarily opened his mouth and drank the warm potion. The potion is very bitter, and there is a wonderful sweetness in the bitterness. After drinking the medicine, the heat in his body gradually subsided a little, the pain around his body no longer felt so unbearable, and even the chaotic nightmares were reduced a lot.

I don't know how long it took, Shen Yi slowly opened his eyes and turned his head slowly. His head still hurts, but it doesn't hurt like it used to be. He was still weak, but he could sit up.

He sat on the bed and looked around, thinking that he was still in a dream, but when he looked down and touched it, there was a solid bamboo bed under him, and the bamboo bed was in a small but solid bamboo house.

Although the bamboo house is small and simple, it is neatly cleaned and dusty. On the small bamboo table by the window, there are two camellia flowers in a rough white porcelain vase, slender branches, weak petals, thin and ordinary, but emitting bursts of fragrance, like strong and light, like near and far away. When I first smelled it, I didn't think that this floral fragrance was special, but when I smelled it twice, it was like drinking a shallow drink, and I didn't feel the wine, but I was already drunk. This fragrance is so elegant and long, which makes the rough bamboo house add a special feeling, showing extraordinary.

Shen Yi took a deep breath and slowly stood up supporting the bamboo bed. He took two steps forward, his head was dizzy, he almost fell to the ground, and hurriedly reached out to hold on to the small bamboo table in front of the window.

He closed his eyes and waited for the dizziness to disappear, only to feel that the gloomy fragrance in his nose was the fragrance of camellias. He cautiously opened his eyes, only to see the dragon in front of the vase with the camellia.

Xiaolong was originally stained with blood in the old teahouse, but at this time, it was clean, it had been wiped fresh, and it was put on the table uprightly, soaked in the elegant aroma of camellia, which shows the solemnity of the person who collected the sword.

Maybe respecting the sword is respecting people, and loving the sword will respect the sword.

Shen Yi had the heart to pick up the Xiaolong, but he was afraid that he would not have enough strength, so he had to take a few glances at the Xiaolong and slowly walked out of the bamboo house step by step.

The bamboo house was dark and cool, but outside the house was sunny and the sky was clear.

He stood in the doorway, looking around, almost thinking he was out of this world.

This is a small valley, surrounded by towering peaks, covered with green trees, camellia flowers everywhere in the valley, delicate flowers, gorgeous flowers, rich fragrance of flowers.

A small figure strolling among the flowers, coarse cloth clothes, black hair, dark eyes. With a shallow smile on her plain face, she bends down from time to time to caress the delicate flowers, like a careful mother caring for her children, and like a young girl who is just beginning to love and telling her secret thoughts to her close friends.

Shen Yi didn't go any further, and he really didn't have the strength to take one more step. He held the bamboo door with one hand, but with the other hand he couldn't help but rub his eyes. He didn't know where he was, and he wasn't sure if what he was seeing was real.

The girl in the flowers turned around, her eyes wandered, and she saw Shen Yi, with a shallow smile, and walked over.

When she got closer, she didn't speak, just looked at Shen Yi with a pair of bright and dark eyes, as if she was saying with her eyes, "Are you awake?"

Shen Yi smiled slightly: "Little Jade girl, you saved me." ”

Qi Xiaoyu's eyes were as black as paint, and his expression was radiant, like water, but he still didn't speak, reached out and grabbed Shen Yi's arm, pulled it gently, and motioned for him to enter the house with him.

Shen Yi obediently helped her back to the house and sat on the bamboo bed.

Qi Xiaoyu turned around and walked out of the bamboo house, and came back in a moment, holding a bowl of bitter and fragrant potion in both hands.

Just like when Shen Yi was still in a coma, she carefully fed Shen Yi medicine and whispered in his ear: "Drink, just drink it." ”

After drinking the medicine, she carefully helped him to lie on the bed again, and then carefully covered him with a thin quilt. When Shen Yi lay down steadily, she went to the bamboo chair by the window and sat down, her expression was calm and peaceful, and her dark eyes looked at him without blinking, as if she felt that if she didn't accompany her, Shen Yi would not be able to sleep.

Shen Yi looked at her and felt a little funny in his heart, no one had ever taken care of him like a child. But in an instant, looking at her quiet and caring eyes, smelling the fragrance of camellia from the bamboo window, he was suddenly moved, felt indescribably warm and comfortable, and his heavy heart was temporarily relaxed, and he slowly closed his eyes unconsciously.

The days passed calmly and peacefully, Shen Yi had forgotten for a long time, it turned out that he could live so peacefully day by day. At first, he was very uncomfortable, like a string that was used to being taut, once relaxed, he was at a loss, but gradually, he was infected by Qi Xiaoyu's calm smile, and was nurtured by the rich fragrance of flowers, and his anxious and impatient heart became calm.

Especially in the early morning or dusk every day, after taking care of Shen Yi's diet, Qi Xiaoyu will go to the camellia field to be busy. Her figure is so inconspicuous among the gorgeous flowers, but it complements each other so well.

The weather is so pleasant, the breeze is so warm, and the aroma of camellia is so intoxicating, no matter how complicated and irritable the heart is, you can calm down in this beautiful little valley.

Shen Yi sat on the bamboo chair, quietly looking at the small figure of the camellia and flowers in the distance, not only with a smile on his face, but also with a smile in his heart.

He found that in this flower field, although the strong fragrance of various camellia flowers was mixed, there was always an elegant and light fragrance that could not be concealed. He already knew that the fragrance was from the humble camellia on the bamboo table in front of the window. This kind of camellia was also the first time she saw Qi Xiaoyu, she picked it out of the flowers and gave it to Shen Yi.

Is it because she cherishes this camellia so much because it looks ordinary and has a peculiar fragrance? Shen Yi noticed that because she has been with this flower for a long time, Qi Xiaoyu's own body is also stained with this light fragrance, which seems to be there, elegant and lasting.

This rare peace and tranquility made Shen Yi's heart pure and refreshed, and the mundane dust in his heart seemed to be washed away. With a smile on his lips, his slender fingers caressing the dragon on his lap, his mind was clear, and his sword intent was far away. At that moment, his whole being seemed to have merged with nature, in rhythm with heaven and earth. Is the real swordsmanship used to compare the high and low for power and profit? It is not used to kill and conquer, but should be like the splendid camellia in this valley, completely forgetting oneself and understanding the heavens and the earth, so as to achieve the highest realm.

He had always been distressed by the stagnation of his swordsmanship, but at that moment, his heart was in his heart, he broke through the bottleneck and went to the next level.

He was originally an indifferent and ordinary person, how much he hoped to study in this light valley for a lifetime, but he had to leave, he had too many responsibilities on his shoulders, and too many things to do.

On the day he left, the high fever on his body subsided, the residual poison disappeared, and he was able to move around at will just now, but he still took the Xiaolong, straightened his waist and walked out of the bamboo house, and walked towards the valley mouth.

Along the way, he didn't look back once. He was attached to the beauty and tranquility of these ten days, but he also had more confidence in the future, because he had survived the catastrophe of life and death, because of his progress in swordsmanship, and because he was finally able to overcome himself, once again feel the beauty of life, and full of expectations for the beauty of people's hearts, all of which strengthened his belief.

However, in a few days, the Baijia Xiuhuang Village on the right peak of Yuwu Mountain has been a barren and decaying, the family is scattered, Bai Xinyu will not come back, the people can't afford it, the green bamboo plants outside the courtyard have no popular fumigation, and they grow more lush and strong.

In contrast, Zhujiazhuang has reversed the decline and has surpassed the atmosphere of its former heyday.

The hanging white flowers decorated for the funeral of Zhu Tianwei and his wife have been removed, replaced by a golden wall of splendor, and the family members standing at the gate of the village are all dressed in bright new clothes, with their chests folded and their bellies, condescending, arrogantly receiving guests.

Shen Yi walked forward slowly, looked up at the gate of Zhujiazhuang, which was full of magnificence, and then looked at the strange-faced families in front of the door, and couldn't help but sigh. This Zhujiazhuang is just one of the nearly 100 families in the martial arts, but in less than a month, it has gone through several ups and downs, and the ups and downs are not just like life?

Zhujiazhuang has undergone too many changes, the original owner Zhu Tianwei and his wife, including the old housekeeper blessing, as well as those maids and maids, died to death, scattered, and now this Zhujiazhuang seems to be the same Zhujiazhuang, but its root has been turned upside down.

Shen Yi looked at Zhujiazhuang, his eyes were clear, his eyes were indescribably emotional, and he also had deep doubts.

A family member in front of the village saw Shen Yi, took two steps forward, his chin turned to the sky, squinted his eyes, and said with a grin: "What are you doing? ”

Shen Yi looked at him, his expression remained unchanged, the contemplative color in his eyes was even stronger, and he said politely: "In the ...... of Shen"

"What Shen Shen? I haven't heard of it, I wish the owner of the village is busy, and he doesn't have time to meet guests!"

The family made such a mistake, Shen Yi smiled, and asked tepidly: "I don't know who the owner of your village is?"

The family pouted, thinking that this stranger didn't even know who the owner of the village was, and he looked down on him even more, so he looked at the sky with two eyes, and ignored him.

Shen Yi smiled slightly, and before he could speak, someone behind him shouted, "Isn't that Brother Shen?"