The breeze was light, and there was a chill.

Xi Chenzi looked at the backs of Baishi and Dong Chenzi, and looked at the two long rainbows in the sky that crossed like meteors, as if they had cut through the calm of this Chen Mountain Range, just like Xi Chenzi's heart at the moment, he couldn't get calm after the waves.

Their figures, in Xi Chenzi's heart at this moment, are like becoming eternity.

The departure of Baishi and Dong Chenzi took away not only the wisps of thoughts, but also the decline of this Chenzhuang. Dao Chenzhuang calmed down, but this calm was not what Xi Chenzi wanted to see. Just as he didn't want to see the disciples of Zhuang Yuan die, but when these disciples survived and exchanged for this peace, his heart became complicated.

He knew that even so, the Daochen Village of this Daochen Mountain Range would gradually dissipate in the near future.

Become a memory of this morning mountain range and become a part of the story of the world.

In an instant, Xichenzhuang seemed to be much older, this kind of old age can be seen with the naked eye, when the hair is fluttering, there are a few strands of hair that have not yet grayed, and at this moment it has developed towards silver, to Zuihou, it has become boundless white.

His thoughts became complicated and blank. He didn't know Weishenme, but when Dong Chenzi and Baishi's figures gradually disappeared, he felt an inexplicable pain in his heart. Until the figures of Dongchenzi and Baishi completely disappeared from his sight, he sighed lightly and moved his gaze to Xichenzhuang. He saw the disciples who came back from the brink of death at this moment, even though these disciples were not as good as before, the pain in his heart was reduced after all.

He didn't pay attention to Bei Chenzi lying on the ground at the moment, or he didn't have time to pay attention to it, or he simply forgot about Bei Chenzi's existence, because his thoughts were still complicated.

Therefore, he didn't notice the sluggishness in Nan Chenzi's eyes, and he didn't see Nan Chenzi's posture of slumping to the ground after Baishi left. His gaze was only at the moment after he had returned from the brink of death. Just like the disciple who breathes the morning air with a sigh of relief. Even though the air smelled of blood.

Seeing these gradually declining monks, looking at the stumps on the ground, Xi Chenzi knew that this meant that Xi Chenzhuang had also declined.

North Chenzhuang will not exist, South Chenzhuang will not exist. And today's Xichenzhuang, in the near future, will become the former Dongchenzhuang. Although that Dongchenzhuang has always been like this. Except after Baishi and Su Xuan came.

He knew that these disciples would slowly leave, because they could not bear the torment of death. Even though the evil king is gone today. But they didn't know if the evil king would come back. In their hearts, they have long defined the evil king. An evil word is enough for them to have a deep interpretation of the definition of the evil king. They did not believe the words of the evil king.

So they had to leave, decisively......

In fact, this war has not yet come, and when the last war is over, they should choose to leave. But then they hesitated. Especially after seeing the evil king being repulsed, they felt that it was safe in Xichenzhuang, and it was impossible for the evil king to raze everything here to the ground. So they stayed.

But this time, the evil king has arrived. Let them see the tragic death of their fellow disciples again, and let them clearly understand that the liliang left by the master is gone. If there is no white stone. They have long since become the ghosts of hell. So instead of sitting and waiting, they should leave as soon as possible.

Xi Chenzi understands them, as if these disciples are under his own disciples. What every move represents, can be seen through by Xi Chenzi. But Xi Chenzi usually treats them not harshly, in exchange for their respect, and also in exchange for their goodbye when they leave.

Xi Chenzi didn't stay, after watching them leave one by one, his heart was flooded with thoughts again, it was a scene from the past in Xichenzhuang, it was under a big tree, and the white-haired old man who was telling a story to those immature faces.

But all this no longer exists. Just like the figures of Baishi and Dong Chenzi leaving, it seems to have become eternal.

It wasn't until one of Zuihou's disciples left that Xi Chenzi took a deep breath and tried to calm his inner emotions, he looked at the stumps, at the broken tiles everywhere, and at the cracked earth. He decided to clean the place and restore it to its former Xichen Village as much as possible.

He didn't know how Dong Chenzi had come over for so many years. Loneliness or loneliness, or enjoyment.

But he doesn't need to know at the moment, because he is about to experience, to experience what he will think of, what he will get, and how to persist when he is alone in this Xichen Village, guarding this huge village, in the passage of time.

But he had to persevere, he couldn't leave. Because this is the mission left to him by the master, or rather given to him.

Before Shiraishi arrived, he was even ready and determined to die, but when Shiraishi appeared, all this changed, and what was waiting for him was perhaps the one who persevered - loneliness.

However, the world is impermanent, and maybe one day in many years, this Xichen Village will prosper again, but it will take a long time.

Even if it is a long time, Xichenzi will wait......

But this waiting, after all, is to suffer from loneliness. So at this moment, when Xi Chenzi bent down to pick up the broken tiles, his rickety body had an extra desolation, and when this desolation made people look at it from afar, it was like an old man scavenging waste.

He was reluctant to clean everything in the village from the power of cultivation, because he knew that it was all related to his story. He knew something about the evil king, but he didn't say it, because he had a master who was kind to him.

So, he had to let himself be punished, and this punishment began now.

Perhaps, in the years to come, when this Xichenzhuang comes with disciples again, what he wants to tell is not the evil king. To talk about, possible white stone. Even if he wanted to mention the evil king, he would not let the evil king leave an eternal shadow in their hearts as before. Because today he finally clearly knew how terrible that shadow was for every disciple.

Soon, the figures of Dongchenzi and Baishi stood in the sky above Dongchenzhuang.

Bai Shi was not busy landing on the ground, but stood in mid-air, looking at the embarrassed Dongchenzhuang, looking at the big stones that rolled down on Dongchenzhuang, and looking at the broken trees, his thoughts became complicated again.

He vaguely remembered that in Xichenzhuang back then, at this time, there should have been a disciple cleaning the village with a bamboo broom. But at this moment, the disciples are no longer there. They went where they were supposed to go, and even Fat Dun Su Xuan was the same.

Scenes from the past came to mind, and when he returned again in this place of initial rise, Shiraishi didn't expect it to be like this. He wanted to restore everything here, to bring the trees back to life. But his cultivation at the moment can't do it yet. So he looked at Dong Chenzi, who still had a complicated expression on the side, and said, "Uncle Shi, today, I will be on duty." ”

Dong Chenzi took a deep breath, and under the fusion of his gaze and Bai Shi's gaze, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, and there was relief in that smile. There was also a flash of vitality in his eyes, and he said: "For the teacher, I am on duty with you." ”

Bai Shi smiled and nodded, and the bodies of the two fell back to the ground and cleaned Dongchenzhuang.

This sweep swept through the scorching sun, swept through the red glow in the sky, and swept into the early morning and late at night.

The entire Dongchenzhuang has only recently restored its previous general appearance.

Straightening his waist, Bai Shi wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead, and after taking a few deep breaths, he looked at the cleaned Dongchenzhuang, and a satisfied smile finally appeared on the corner of his mouth.

But at this moment, in the Xichenzhuang, Xichenzhuang is still cleaning the courtyard with a broom, his body looks more rickety than during the day, the stumps on the ground are no longer there, but there are more mounds in the back mountain of Xichenzhuang.

The sound of the broom cleaning the courtyard was mixed with the sound of the evening breeze blowing the leaves, and it was impossible to distinguish what was going on. He was different from those disciples who had left, and even Bei Chenzi and Nan Chenzi were different, he knew that the evil king would not come when he left. He was not afraid that this Xichen Village would be damaged, so he cleaned it very carefully and carefully.

Nan Chenzi and Bei Chenzi did not leave, their expressions at the moment looked similar, and this look had been maintained since Bai Shi left. At this moment, Xi Chenzi came to them, sighed helplessly, and said, "Everything is destined by heaven, this may be the catastrophe of the two of you... Shiraishi didn't kill you, which is already extraordinarily gracious. ”

Xi Chenzi's words, Bei Chenzi did not react in the slightest, she who lost her cultivation, she had lost all the capital of pride, such a blow, if you want to recover, I am afraid that it will not be possible to do it in a day or two.

But Nan Chenzi has changed after all, his body was suddenly stunned, and when his eyes moved to Xi Chenzi, his gloomy eyes looked like dead silence in the dim situation at the moment, and he took a breath gently, as if he calmed down his inner emotions, compared to Bei Chenzi, he was indeed much luckier. So in silence, he walked outside the hall, picked up a broom, and cleaned up with Xi Chenzi.

In Dongchenzhuang, Dongchenzi walked into the house and lit an oil lamp. The oil lamps illuminate the wooden house, a warm glow.

Bai Shi followed in, and at this moment, Dong Chenzi took out two jars of wine and put them on the wooden table, looking pretended relaxed, and said, "Come, our two teachers and nephews, have a good drink tonight." ”

Bai Shi knew Dong Chenzi's look, this look made him feel a sigh in his heart, he knew that Dong Chenzi knew that he would leave, so he said, "Uncle Dong Chen, don't you go with me?"

Dong Chenzi handed the hand to the Baishi Wine Jar, hesitated for a moment, that was the reason for the sudden stop, and then his eyes showed complex emotions, as if he was a little melancholy, and said, "I can't go." (To be continued......)