Say it's a June day, a child's face.

The day of April is also said to change. Last night's obscene rain Feifei, this morning the sun is shining,

A few swallows flew around in the fields, and the pedestrians on the road were talking and laughing, and they were in good spirits.

It was the wind that blew away the dark clouds, the air after the rain was exceptionally fresh, and En's mood was also extraordinarily good: "En, En!"

Nothing happened all the way.

Donkeys are easy to satisfy, just eat, drink, and sleep.

But people are not.

It's not the weather that changes the most, it's the mood of the people.

Along the way, Daoist Fang has been very depressed and has been frowning.

Since that day.

If you don't think about it, you can't forget it.

The faint smell of blood has been lingering at the tip of the nose, the wind cannot be dispersed, and the rain cannot be washed away. The dazzling black and red, the snow-white bone stubble, the body that pounced silently in a pool of blood, Fang Yin had already seen it.

See laugh, see laugh.

Ridiculous, ridiculous.

Fang Da Swordsman was a great show of his might that day, invincible, and even more effortless.

But you can't laugh, it's not funny at all.

It's just pathetic.

It's sad about those people, and it's also Fang Yin himself who is sad.

Saving the world from fire and water, and the justice of the world! Speaking of pathetic, the saddest thing is the old miscellaneous hair. This is not something you can do on your own, even if it is a denomination. Fang Yin is an ordinary person, just as ordinary as En, En's ambition is Fang Yin's ambition. However, Fang Yin was in a bad mood. There are many things that Daoist Fang can't understand, and Daoist Fang doesn't want to think about it, Daoist Fang sits on the back of a donkey, and he doesn't know what he's thinking.

The wind whined, blew in the four fields, blew on the road, blew up the sand, and blew into the eyes.

The spring wind is just as annoying, and even more annoying!

Daoist Fang was distraught.

Emotions are also the same strange thing, sometimes they are annoyed for some reason, but they are annoying! So they are annoyed, they are annoyed, they are annoyed, they are annoyed to death, and they don't know what they are for, so they are annoyed to death!

Well, he's still grazing, and he's not leaving.

This donkey, Daoist Fang is now more and more annoyed by it, and hates it more and more: "Dead donkey!

Well, he flicked his tail and concentrated on grazing.

Yes, yes, and I don't owe him anything, why should I listen to him.

What to go, where to go, to go by yourself! If you come to ride a Taoist priest in the name of grace, you can discuss it.

Besides, the fried noodles are gone.

Well, it's really an old donkey.

Daoist Fang carried a burden in one hand and a long sword in the other, and jumped off the donkey's back in one fell swoop!

Breathlessly walked away.

The fried noodles are gone, the friendship is gone, each has gone its own way, and it is already good if there is no turning against each other.

Well, he walked slowly, and he followed.

Keep up with the slow and never give up.

It's like that morning, when a man and a donkey first met, they followed.

The man walks in front, the donkey follows, the man is behind the donkey, and there is a man behind the donkey.

Yellow sparrows.

Daoist Fang didn't know that there was another reason why he was upset, that is, there was a birdman behind him.

The yellow sparrow was like a yellow sparrow, and Fang Yin couldn't see him even when he saw it.

The yellow sparrow is inconspicuous.

The yellow sparrow is also very strange, and after ten days of tailgating and careful observation, the yellow sparrow is even stranger. He doesn't look like a master, he sits, lies, walks, breathes, senses, looks like a master, and even the scars on his face don't look like him. Of course, the yellow sparrow saw the situation that day, and of course the yellow sparrow guessed what trick he must have used, but the yellow sparrow couldn't see through him, just like Fang Daoist was upset, the more he couldn't see through, the more unfathomable he felt.

The yellow sparrow only understood one thing, that is: he was going to Jiangzhou.

There are also people from Shangqing in Jiangzhou, Daoist Fang doesn't know, and Yellow Sparrow knows.

Look, let's go.

Gradually moving forward, stopping and walking all the way, until the sun sets and the sky is hazy.

Fang Yin stopped, far away, looking at that-

Between heaven and earth, an ancient city stands silently, sheltering the common people, and has been silent for thousands of years.

The afterglow of the sunset is sprinkled, reflecting the colorful glow on the horizon, and the birds sing with the sunset, and the city is as beautiful as a dream.

Xiao Fangzi, it's back. Boss Fang, I'm back. Fang Yin, I-

Come!

After a while, tears welled up in his eyes! Fang Yin pulled his feet and rushed away, he couldn't wait any longer!

It's dark.

When it's dark, it's dark when you say it's dark.

When it was dark, the tired birds returned to the forest, and the sparrows flew away.

It was dark, and the night sky was as dark as the fur on a black donkey.

In the dark, in the dim light, everything around me is so familiar and strange.

There was no one in the temple.

Not only was there no one, but the ruined temple was empty and overgrown with weeds, and there were broken bricks and tiles in between. When it was uninhabited for a long time, a large corner of the temple wall collapsed on the upper left, and the clear and cold moonlight cast on the mottled gray and black wall, and one by one there were large and small cobwebs. Between the grass and rocks, I don't know if it's a snake or a mouse. There are still insect sounds, screaming happily one after another in all directions, but at this time it sounds extremely desolate!

What about people?

Boss Fang is back, what about the brothers?

Fang Yin stood at the door of the broken temple in a daze, in the shadows, as silent as the black donkey beside him.

The tears on his face have dried, and his fiery heart is also cold.

Yes, after five or six years, Boss Fang has grown up, and the former group of little flowers have also grown up. Xiao Fangzi became a Taoist priest back then, what were the brothers doing at this time? Yes, Fang Yin is back, really back! However, this is completely different from Fang Yin's previous imagination, I just thought that they should be talking and laughing and lighting a fire, eating and drinking here, waiting. Yes, it's Fang Yin's fault, it's Fang Yin's mistake, everything is changing, and the little flower back then can never go back to her former life.

Perhaps, everything has changed.

I was stunned, I don't know how long it has been standing.

Only in the wilderness, in an unknown place, a crow quacked, and the sound was particularly harsh.

The moon is bright, and the stars are scarce.

In the dark, a person quietly returned to Jiangzhou City, only more lonely than when he went.

He was accompanied only by an old donkey.

The city gate was wide open, and two white lanterns, slightly lit, with a yellow glow.

Silently entered, the sound of hooves was soft, who trampled on the moonlight like water, and left loneliness.

When I entered the city, I saw the lights of thousands of homes, like the stars in the sky, and the stars twinkled little by little.

One lamp, one lamp, one ground, extinguished.

In the dark night, there was a person walking in the streets and alleys of Jiangzhou.

Just walking aimlessly, like a lonely ghost, even the donkey beside him is gone.

He kept his head down and walked, as if searching for something.

Silent, as if he was crying.