After the turmoil, it seems that everything is calm again.

Nothing has changed. The quiet and deep apricot grove of Mowei Peak is full of fragrance and fragrance.

The shadows of the trees are mottled, the light is gentle, and the birds chirp from time to time, but the environment is much quieter.

Looking from afar, the mountains are undulating, above the clouds, on the high Moxian Peak, there is still snow, as if it is eternal, reflecting the light of the sun close at hand, one cold and one hot, but they complement each other.

Calm pervades this small number of Mo Worry Peak as if he has been poisoned. However, it is peaceful and warm.

It was almost noon, and the people who had been tossing and turning almost crazy for the past few days had fallen asleep beautifully, and the front yard of the Dao Dao Hall was empty, and the row of stone houses were all closed doors and windows, allowing the summer cicadas to flutter their wings and chirp in the green shade.

These times are leisurely and ordinary, and this kind of ordinariness is even more precious in this place full of immortal atmosphere. It is said that the Sorrow Sect is the land of immortals, ethereal and vast, but this ethereal is too ethereal, and it feels that the clouds, the mountains, and everything in this world are too far and too far away. Even the warmth and coldness of people have become much more indifferent.

And at this moment, all this is as beautiful and intimate as the world. There is no trace of life in people's hearts.

It's just that it's so kind and so beautiful, but Lin Yizhi doesn't know anything about it.

Five days, five full days. Lin Yizhidu hovered between life and death, and being unconscious was what he had been doing for the past few days, but he didn't know anything, just like a lifeless body, lying on the stone house and the stone bed, motionless.

His face was still pale, but his demeanor did not have the pain after countless heavy injuries before, and there was still a little calm and serenity, so serene that people thought that he was just too tired and fell asleep.

However, everyone in Mo Youfeng knew how hard and painful this black-clothed young man had been in the past five days. The breath was so weak that there was no trace of it, if it weren't for Lu Wujian and even Qi Zhenren's frequent transmission of true qi to him in the past few days to boost his divine sense, I am afraid that this body would no longer belong to that troubled young man.

It's just that Lin Yizhi doesn't know all of this, even if he wanders around several times in front of the ghost gate, he doesn't know. He just fell asleep like that. I even had a long, boundless dream.

That dream has no wind or rain, no pain and no suffering. Like smoke and dust, the bits and pieces of the past, all the people and things, no matter the beauty or ugliness, whether happy or painful, all appeared in that long dream.

There is the master with the jujube kernel head, the little junior sister Lu Xiyue with the fluttering pink clothes, the senior brothers, and even the real person who is in charge, they all call his name softly in their dreams, let him get up quickly, let him open his eyes, and don't fall asleep.

Not only that, but there was also Ling Yijian, who was an evil demon in red, Ouyang Tiande, who was possessed by a killing god, and so on, these people were either contemptuous or angry at his side, with an undying momentum.

Also, there are those people who no longer exist, the father-in-law Qi Xiaoqi, the fierce beast Yu Lei, and the smiling Qin Xiang, who are smiling at him in a place where birds are singing and flowers are fragrant. Just saying out of his mouth, you shouldn't come, you have to go back.

And Lin Yizhi just looked at everyone indifferently, no joy or sorrow, no resentment or hatred, just stopped and stood like that, and used his life's hard work to remember everyone's appearance.

The sun poured into the city, illuminating this stone house transparently, dispelling the gloom in everyone's heart.

Dressed in pink, it exudes a gentle soft light in the sun, and the end is delicate and bright, but the back is a little lonely, a little sad, and a little expectant.

For five days, Lu Xiyue was there, sitting quietly, staring at the unconscious black-clothed young man in front of him with infinite pity and distress.

In the past few days, Lu Xiyue has never shed so many tears, as if the tears of the past fifteen years have been accumulated for these few days, and they have all flowed out.

She has never been afraid, afraid of losing this stupid wood, she still remembers that day she saw her father in front of the Taoist hall holding a bloodstained, pale, angry young man, at that moment, she felt that her whole world had collapsed, stunned there, even forgot to breathe, stupidly stunned there, not crying or laughing, not knowing what she was going to do next, just staring at the Lin Yizhi who made her heart twist, the huge sadness spread to her whole heart, the sadness made her almost suffocated, she wanted to cry loudly, but suddenly found that she couldn't even cry。

So, in the next few days, she will suddenly raise the green jade flute, and under the green mangs that rise to the sky, her murderous intent and hatred are monstrous. Everyone looked at her in amazement and asked her what she was going to do, and she only said two words: revenge!

Then she flew away, ignoring the shouts of her father and mother behind her, but the moment she flew into the sky, she suddenly became helpless and lost all courage.

The world is so big, she is too ignorant, she knows that her beloved almost died in the hands of the third family of Xiuzhen, but she is too incompetent, she remembers the names of these people unforgettablely, but she doesn't know where those people are?

So above the sky, there will always be that crying cry, listening to it, heart-rending and heartbreaking.

Eventually, when she regained her composure, she suddenly remembered that the wooden man was still lying alone on the stone bed, was he lonely, was he afraid, would he feel cold at night?

So, without hesitation, she chose to stay in that hut all the time, talking to him, shedding tears for him, and she remained motionless whenever anyone called her out.

I didn't eat or drink, and I even cried dry my tears, and I couldn't drop a drop.

In the past five days and nights, she had never spoken to him so gently, he may not have heard it, but all when they heard her weeping whispers, they all burst into tears.

"Brother Yizhi, wake up quickly, you wake up, we will still climb away from the sorrowful peak, I am still waiting for you in front, and then we will sing and dance in the snow."

"Brother Yizhi, wake up quickly, you wake up, we still secretly ran out, went to Liyang, saw the prosperity of the world, and drank enough sweet and greasy tofu flowers"|

"Wood, wake up quickly, I'm Xiyue, you're lazy again, don't you play with Xiyue?

One by one, the liver and sausage were broken.

However, she thought like she was stupid, and said to herself, laughing, and crying without tears. Sunrise and sunset, five full days.

Today is the fifth day. Lu Xiyue thought slowly, this young man, she had relied on him like an elder brother at the beginning, and now, seeing his life hanging by a thread, she finally understood that she didn't know when she fell in love with this somewhat stupid wood, just like her, loved her own life.

The slanting sun fell silently, and the night once again descended on the vast mountains of sorrow with an eternal attitude. There is silence, and all darkness is there. Only the hut still shimmered with its flickering light.

The sound of insects, a gust of wind passed, and the apricot leaves rustled outside the window.

However, there is also the pink-clothed figure, still silently watching all this, as if tireless.

Suddenly, he sighed softly: "It's another day, Brother Yizhi may wake up early tomorrow morning, it will definitely be like this"

I don't know whether it's anticipation or comfort, a smile suddenly appeared on Lu Xiyue's somewhat haggard face in the past few days, but that smile was distressing in the sadness that was full of broken eyes.

Without warning, an almost inaudible hoarse voice sounded softly: "Shuishui!"

Lu Xiyue's eyes suddenly widened, her breathing became rapid, and her whole body trembled. Is this the voice of Brother Yizhi?

She held her breath, trying to catch the clues left by the voice.

The sound of "water water" started again, but suddenly the sound was much louder and clearer.

"Brother Yizhi!" Lu Xiyue's eyes were instantly filled with tears. The next moment, without hesitation, grabbed the teapot in his hand, poured a bowl of water full, held it tremblingly with both hands, walked quickly to the bed, and suddenly found that the person on the bed had opened his eyes.

In those eyes, there was no god and hollowness, with great exhaustion and all kinds of pain, and only a glimmer of life.

He really woke up! Just wake up, if you don't die, there is hope!

"Brother Yizhi, the water is coming!" Lu Xiyue was afraid that Lin Yizhi would be frightened, so she gently helped him up half of his body, and then slowly sent the bowl of water into Lin Yizhi's already dry mouth.

This bowl of water is sweet that Lin Yizhi has never drunk in his life. A bowl of water was drunk by him without hesitation. Then, his eyes slowly turned, and it seemed that it took all his strength to see everything in the room in front of him.

Yellow candlelight, stone tables, stone benches. and the haggard and happy little sister holding the tea bowl that had long been left with no drop of water, looking at him softly and distressedly.

Lin Yizhi's eyes began to have a little vitality, slowly diluting the dead air of the past few days. It's just that he feels that he is still pressed by a big mountain, his breath is not smooth, and his whole body is so numb that he has no consciousness at all.

"It's Sister Xiyue, is there any water?" Lin Yizhi recognized Lu Xiyue and said slowly.

"Yes, there are many!" Lu Xiyue hurriedly walked to the stone table as fast as she could, poured another full bowl, and handed it to Lin Yizhi.

Don't hesitate to drink it all.

The tea is warm, although it is only two bowls, but it can dispel the cold of Lin Yizhi's body, as if it brings infinite vitality.

Little by little, his consciousness recovered, and he was still looking at everything here in a daze, thinking about something in a trance, was this a dream? Or were the people I just saw a dream?

Finally, Lin Yizhi came to his senses completely, and when he looked up, he saw a smile blooming on Lu Xiyue's haggard face, but there were still crystal tears in his eyes.

"Sister Xiyue, why are you here?Why are you crying?Did Shizun lose his temper at you?" Lin Yizhi asked suspiciously, and then stretched out his hand, trying to wipe away the tears on his sister's face.

However, as soon as he moved, a heart-rending pain went straight into his soul, and Lin Yizhi screamed in pain, and the whole person trembled irresistibly.

"It hurts," a painful roar, and the boy grabbed the corner in front of him, leaving only intermittent gasps, unable to say a word.

Seeing this, Lu Xiyue threw the tea bowl on the ground suddenly, walked to the door in three steps and two steps, opened the door vigorously, and shouted loudly into the dark night outside: "Daddy, come quickly! Brother Yizhi is awake!"

The shadow moved with the sound, Lu Wujian took the lead, and a phantom shadow had already come to Lin Yizhi's bed, and the things that followed him closely behind him, Mu Yuqiu, Bai Limu, Xiao Gangyan, and Duan Langkun, were Zeng Ruijin, who was not lightly injured, also struggled to limp to the end.

Everyone's eyes were full of joy, in the past few days, everyone has tried their best to suppress their sadness, and at this moment, with Lu Xiyue's shout, everyone's hearts have become happy.

Duan Langkun and Xiao Gangyan had already begun to high-five each other in front of their master, cheering, and there was also a hint of joy in Bai Limu's eyes, Zeng Ruijin actually laughed happily in this room.

Even Lu Wujian couldn't suppress his excitement and joy, hugged Lin Yizhi, and said excitedly: "Old Five, how do you feel now!"

Lin Yizhi seemed to be a little flattered, this feeling made him seem to forget the pain in his body, and nodded slowly to Shizun and said: "Don't worry, Shizun, everything is okay Yizhi" Before he finished speaking, the pain hit again, and he couldn't help but scream again.

Lu Wujian waved his hand again and again: "It's good to wake up, it's good to wake up! Old Five, don't speak!" After that, he helped him up, and put his hands on Lin Yizhi's back, and a powerful aura surged from Lu Wuji's palm to Lin Yizhi's body.

That true qi, warm and peaceful, silently boosted his Yuan Shen in Lin Yizhi's body, repairing his last meridians that had not healed.

For half an hour, Lu Wujian slowly lowered his arm, and layers of sweat were already oozing from his forehead. He was still holding the body of this little apprentice, looking at him with good eyes, and then said loudly: "Quick, Zhuyuan Dan!"

Mu Yuqiu hurriedly handed over the Zhuyuan Pill that he had already held in his hand, and Lu Wuyu did not hesitate any longer, and personally fed a whole Zhuyuan Pill to Lin Yizhi's clothes.

You must know that this Casting Yuan Pill is a treasure of worry, and when it is precious, it is used to solidify the Golden Pill, but on this extremely poor qualification, Lu Wujian has already used it twice!

The whole process was careful and caring.

At this moment, Lin Yizhi felt that the strange-looking master in front of him suddenly looked like his father.

"Master" Lin Yizhi muttered, and the tears couldn't help flowing down anymore.

Tears are contagious, and everyone didn't hide it at this moment, and they shed tears in unison.

It was Mu Yuqiu who calmed down first, wiped his tears and said with a smile: "It's a good thing that Yizhi woke up, we all have to be happy, let's all disperse, Yizhi has just woken up, we need to rest and recuperate, and we will come back tomorrow." ”

Everyone nodded, and then reluctantly left. It's just that when he was leaving, Lu Wujian said unexpectedly: "Xiyue, you stay, what does the fifth child need, you take care of it!"

Lu Xiyue nodded, watched everyone leave, and then slowly closed the door.

The moon is in the sky, and the stars are all over the sky.

In Mo Youfeng's backyard, on a long corridor covered with flowers and plants, two figures snuggled up to each other under the moonlight.

But it was Lu Wujian and Mu Yuqiu.

In front of Mu Yuqiu, Lu Wujian had long lost the majesty of his killing decision, only full of tenderness.

The two quietly looked at the moon hanging in the middle of the sky, and were silent for a long time.

"Uninhibited, Yizhi finally woke up without dying, otherwise we will leave the Worry Sect, and we will not worry about the peak of the Worry Sect owing him too much. Mu Yuqiu said slowly.

"Yes, I was indeed a little mean to the fifth child in the past, and her performance in the Great Hall of Sorrow that day was really just like the me back then. Lu Wujian sighed.

"It's just that I still don't know who the murderer is!" Mu Yuqiu sighed.

Lu Wujian nodded thoughtfully and said: "Five days ago, before the retreat of the senior brother in charge, he sent a message to me, saying that the time has not come, and the murderer will appear by then, maybe everything is under the control of the master!"

Mu Yuqiu nodded suddenly and said: "Well, maybe, but I'm strange, I have always thought that my daughter must be matched by the talents of the dragon and phoenix among the people, why am I willing to let Xiyue stay today?"

After that, he smiled and looked at Lu Wujian with his eyes wandering.

Lu Wujian smiled, and his expression suddenly became solemn: "Although the fifth child has poor qualifications, he has a tough mind, and his pure heart can cry, and everyone knows the thoughts of the girl in Xiyue, so I have decided, I no longer disagree on this matter." ”

"Hehe, the jujube pit head has also opened up one day! This should have been the case for a long time, but this matter must be clarified by Yizhi as soon as possible, and it should be settled earlier!"

The two hands, which have gone through nearly a hundred years together, slowly held together