Fu Jing was silent for a long time, and he suddenly thought of what would happen in his future life if he didn't have the extremely delicious green onion noodles and the yellow-faced girl who loves to apply rouge powder.

Maybe at that time, there will be no one in this world who will really know and care about themselves.

Fu Jingnian sat on the ground, raised his head and looked at the non-stop rain outside the eaves, ticking and ticking, as if it was hitting his heart.

Fu Jingnian's face was dazed and at a loss.

The yellow-faced girl also sat down slowly, back to back with Fu Jingnian, her face was at a loss.

When it comes to the day when I have to say that I will leave, neither of them knows what that day will be like, is it to say lightly I wish you happiness?

The two didn't know.

Time passes quietly and does not stop for anyone.

The rain had gradually stopped, but the sky was still black, as thick as the haze in the hearts of Fu Jingnian and the yellow-faced girl.

Fu Jingnian lowered his head, and after a while, he suddenly said softly: "Little girl, no matter what our ending is, I just hope that in a few years, when the mulberry fields are vicissitudes and things are wrong, we will still see each other as before." ”

"No, it shouldn't be like the first meeting, it should be like now, and suddenly I remembered that our first meeting was not harmonious. Fu Jingnian grinned.

"Will it?" the yellow-faced girl muttered in a low voice, staring blankly.

"Yes!" Fu Jingnian smiled, his gaze was as firm as ever

After returning to the inn, the two of them calmed down, and the yellow-faced girl put on a human skin mask again, talking and laughing with Fu Jingnian, as if nothing had happened before.

In the inn, Zhu Lingwan had already gone to bed early, Tie Da Niu was sitting on his knees, and when he saw Fu Jingnian coming back, he went to wash Fu Jingnian's feet as soon as he slipped away.

The poor scholar read at night, his brows were furrowed very tightly, and a copy of "Spring and Autumn" in his hand was turned over and over by him, and there were also "Zuo Chuan", "Liezi", "Zengguang Xianwen", and "Caigen Tan" at hand.

Fu Jingnian smiled slightly and said, "Brother Xian, it's a good thing to know books, but don't be tired." ”

The poor scholar replied with a smile: "Don't worry about the righteous brother, the younger brother has his own sense of proportion." ”

Fu Jingnian nodded, took off his shoes and socks, stretched out his feet to soak in the iron basin, and said calmly: "I've been staying in the city for a long time, so I'll leave for tomorrow." ”

The poor scholar's gaze paused for a moment, and then he immediately recovered and did not speak.

There was always a feeling in his heart that he was going to die.

The closer he got to Chang'an, the stronger this feeling became, and sometimes he was even depressed.

Fu Jingnian slowly lay on the bed, the peach blossom eyes of the demon Ye were surprisingly quiet, there was no beacon fire, no tenacity, no indifference, like a pool of stagnant water.

The yellow-faced girl got into Fu Jingnian's arms, but after a while, she fell into a deep sleep, today is really too tired and tired for these two people, so tired that the two of them want to sleep and die like this, and no longer care about any national hatred and family hatred, what "Unintentional Decision"

Tie Da Niu also went back to the next room.

After another moment, the poor scholar blew out the oil lamp.

The entire inn was completely darkened at this moment

The morning sun rises, the diffuse fog gradually subsides, the woods, the bushes, all wet and flowing, the green branches, the verdant blades of grass, the delicate petals of the flowers, stained with drops of crystal water, shimmering with magnificent brilliance, the halo has penetrated the windowsill, from the cicadas and the sound of the birds seem to be true: one by one gently sang, intertwined into a valve of odes, evoking the spirit of all things!

Just when everyone got up, Fu Jingnian and his party quietly went out of the city, a non-gorgeous carriage, in which sat the yellow-faced girl and Zhu Lingwan, and the horseman who drove the horse was Fu Jingnian.

Fu Jingnian wore a hat on his head, covering half of his face, only revealing a seat of white hair, while riding a horse while cross-legging his knees, Tie Da Niu still rode the little gray donkey with a high temper, and he kept screaming and screaming along the way, and the thirteen iron hammers hanging on his body would only use three. The poor scholar wore a Confucian crown and carried a wooden pipe, which was full of books, and the thin horse under the seat looked like dry wood, and he didn't know whether he could bear the weight or not.

"Huh~" Fu Jingnian pulled the reins, stopped the carriage, and looked fixedly, only to see a young man of about ninety sitting in front of him, dressed in a green shirt, dressed as a small girl, with unkempt face, as if he could not be washed, and a pair of little feet full of mud without shoes and socks, like a beggar. On the waist, there is a burning stick that looks like a sword but not a sword, which should be cut by himself, the sword body is crooked, and the blade of the sword is all the same, but the tip of the sword still has a little look.

The little boy came over with slanted eyes, suddenly knelt down in front of the carriage, and said loudly: "Master Dog, I have been waiting for you here for two days, take me as an apprentice." ”

Fu Jingnian scratched his head, in a fog, he didn't know which one he was playing, and said suspiciously: "Little doll, what's the matter with you?"

The young man said: "Master Dog, I have a deep hatred of blood, and I just want to learn a sword skill, and hold this revenge for my mother, father, and father, so that they can also be blinded, and I wish Master Dog to be successful." ”

Fu Jingnian smiled and said, "Why do you want to find me to be a master, this leaves the city university very much, and I am afraid that I will not be able to find someone to teach you?"

The boy removed the wooden sword, the tip pointing downward. Inserted on the ground, his face flashed a trace of gloom, and he said slowly: "Master doesn't know, in the past few years, I have knelt down countless people, and I don't know how many thresholds I have, not only no one really taught me swordsmanship, and most of the people who laughed at the sarcasm, there were a few who were willing to teach me, but for some reason, after probing my meridians, they all shook their heads and sighed, and the matter of accepting apprentices was stopped, so I had to go to Douwutai and make a small house, hoping that by watching the battle, it was good to steal some scattered frame styles, scales and half claws." ”

Fu Jingnian laughed and said, "It's a self-motivated doll, but I can't do anything and can't teach you, I'm sorry." ”

Then he drove the horse away from the young man.

The young man still refused to give up, and stopped in front of the carriage and knelt down, and snorted his head several times, and his head was bleeding.

Fu Jingnian's face was calm and said, "Get out of the way." ”

The young man's eyes were firm, and he thrust his sword in front of him, and said, "Don't let me." ”

"It's useless for you to cross me, and I don't know you, why do I want to teach you swordsmanship?

"If you teach me, I will repay him with death, but if you do not teach me the art of the sword, I will not be able to kneel long. The boy replied earnestly.

Fu Jingnian looked at the young man fixedly, and the young man did not show weakness but stared back at Fu Jingnian.

For a while, the big eyes stared at the small eyes, and the birds were silent.

Fu Jingnian smiled suddenly, and said helplessly: "Boy, you are a scoundrel." ”

The young man didn't speak, his face didn't change in any way, and he still looked at Fu Jingnian seriously.

Fu Jingnian sighed, and said quietly: "You are very good, do you know your father?"

ps: The New Year is busy, busy with everything, so the update is a little unstable, and after the sixth, it should be back to normal.

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