The sunset goes west, the night quietly fills the sky, I don't know how long it takes, a round of cold moon, sprinkled the clear light to the peaks of Shu Mountain, above the sea of clouds, quietly silent, a seven-colored glow, wandering and shuttling in the faint clouds and ethereal, and then, in front of a towering mountain peak, gently falling.

When Lin Chen once again looked at the five huge and boundless ancient seals on the stone tablet of the main peak of Forget Dust, all kinds of tastes came to his heart.

Back then, the scene when Yan Jingchen took him to slowly step onto the main peak of Forgotten Dust, the scene of the girl chasing the birds and playing in the morning light, the gentle face of the teacher Mingyuechan, the scene of Ming Xiaoqian's anger, and Yan Ruoxue's watery smile...... It's like the next day, vivid, like a dream.

In this world, there are people who do not have a home. You let him go back, he can't find the way he came, he can't find the place he wants to go, he will die in a corner, Lin Chen is obviously such a person, for him, the moment he was driven out of Penglai by the old man, his home was gone, so, for a young man with a wide nature, any place in the world can be home, any place can be at peace with encounters, but the home of Forget Chenfeng carried him too much laughter, so that he was a little scared and heavy in his heart, perhaps, even he didn't understand that this heavy feeling stemmed from the loneliness in his heart, and he was afraid of losing。

Although there is nothing in life that will never be lost, some people don't believe it, so they will keep looking for it, looking for a lifetime, born in the world, like falling leaves to the earth, endlessly, there is no need to guide, maybe there are other true meanings.

The young man shook his head slightly, suppressed the faint melancholy in his heart, and walked towards the Forgotten Dust House in the night.

The bright moon is in the sky, the stars are dotted, and the beautiful scenery is beautiful.

Passing through the quiet forest ravine, a bamboo built of Beiwan appeared in front of him, looking at the three understated words of "Forget the Dust House" above the door, still moss-stained, revealing the atmosphere of ancient times, in such a tranquility, Lin Chen stopped, thinking about the past, Yan Jingchen was here, and said indifferently, "In this world, what is not lonely." Now from the smoke and dust of the fairy road for six years, standing here again, I can faintly understand the true meaning of this sentence.

Lin Chen was strolling around Biewan with his hands in his hands, not in a hurry to enter it, and unconsciously, he came to the outside of the Xiwan fence where he lived back then, and looked blankly at the bamboo reed that had not changed much, as if he remembered something.

Then, with a slow leap, he leaped over the fence, and in this little Xiwan, there were two bamboo reeds next to each other, the small one, where the morning girl of the year lived, although the little girl slept quietly in his arms when he woke up many times...... Lin Chen took a deep breath and gently pushed the door open, inside was still an unlit green lamp, a bamboo chair, a hammock, the young man looked at it in a daze, but his mind couldn't help but fly to a wild place thousands of miles away.

The moonlight turned over Zhu Ge and gently shone on the side face of the young man, with a bit of poignant gentleness.

What is the loneliest time when a person feels?

Is it a flashy ending, still hurting the years, or is it a matter of seeing things and thinking about people, and sighing endlessly?

The young man sighed for a while, and with the deep breath he exhaled, his chaotic mind slowly calmed down, but he suddenly felt very tired, a kind of tiredness from the deep heart, he inadvertently lowered his head, and saw that in the moonlight, a lonely shadow had been following him.

Stunned, it seems that many years ago, he was such a person, on the Lingxiao Peak of Penglai, quietly staring at his shadow, many years later, it is still this shadow that accompanies him, but he is full of thoughts at the moment, or is he the simple self at that time?

He suddenly raised his head and looked up at the sky, only to see the cold sky, the moon gradually moving westward, hanging high in the sky.

He looked at it stupidly, and was stunned for a while.

That's when —

"Whew-"

Suddenly, the sound of a foreign object falling to the ground echoed under this quiet and silent moonlit night.

Lin Chen was shocked in his heart, came back to his senses, he turned around suddenly, and in an instant he only felt that his mind was in a trance, a beautiful figure, standing quietly in front of him, staring at him, looking at him in a daze, her eyebrows were picturesque, she was dressed in green clouds, and her face was still so familiar, but at that moment, the young man saw it clearly, a cool teardrop, quietly dripping, reflecting the clear light of the moonlight, bright as stars, drifting away with the wind.

Above Yantai, there is an almost transparent long sword inserted upside down slightly, the sword is as cold as frost, like a thin ice crystal, without any sharp edge, just so lonely on the ground, the surrounding clouds, but condensed and floated a layer of frost, reflecting the beautiful woman next to her more poignantly and moving.

Lin Chen was stunned for a moment, looking at that familiar face, and then what he did, as if there was only one thing, was to smile slowly, and said softly: "I'm back." ”

Short, soft sound.

What words can describe that kind of throbbing? Ming Xiaoqian only felt that a thousand words were blocked in her heart, endless worries, all kinds of suffering, for more than three years, countless days and nights of thoughts, all rushed up, looking at the indifferent smile in front of her, the figure with a long body, I don't know how to be in the deep heart, suddenly sour, I was stunned and shed tears.

After being silent for a long time, the woman suddenly smiled, and gently brushed away the tears on the poignant jade with her hands, and suddenly, this quiet place, the bleak night, seemed to be bright: "Bad junior brother, I knew that you wouldn't die so easily!"

Lin Chen silently looked at the beautiful woman with a clever smile, it was the first time he saw her crying, that smile with a thousand words, just like this, quietly bloomed in front of him, as if that moment, but froze a lifetime of years-

"It's so peaceful, then why do you want to go to Shushan?"

"Didn't ask the Childe's name?"

"The daimyo dare not be, Lin Chen, Shuangmu Forest, the sun and the moon and the stars"

"Hey, Lin Chen, why don't you ask my name?"

"You and I just met in Pingshui, and today we will go our separate ways, since we meet in Pingshui, why do we need to know the name? ”

"Nerd, my name is Ming Xiaoqian! Mingyue's Ming, Xiaozhu's Xiao, and Qiaoxiao's Qian!"

......

Do you still remember that back then, someone once smiled at you? Do you remember the words that were a little fanatical because you were young and innocent?

"Senior sister...... Lin Chen couldn't help but shout out in a low voice.

Ming Xiaoqian gently pulled out the long sword that was as thin as frost on the ground, and with a slight pull of the finger, the long sword turned into a divine light and disappeared into her palm, and then, she walked gently to Lin Chen, staring at him quietly, in those familiar bright eyes, his shadow was clearly imprinted, as if to confirm that this was not a dream, she raised her wrist, and touched her fingers on the young man's slightly clear face, and said in a low voice: "You have lost weight, have you suffered outside all these years......

The surroundings were silent, and there was a faint sound of insects chirping from nowhere, one, two, low and low, the moonlight was like water, sprinkled on the two of them, and there seemed to be a faint warmth.

The young man was moved in his heart, he thought that this delicate senior sister would be furious when he came back, but he didn't expect to see him for a few years, this senior sister has a lot of Taoism, and the casual hand just now is the cultivation of the Dan Dao period to refine the natal sword gang, and she seems to be a little more stable, but her concern for herself is the same as before, and it has not changed.

After a moment of silence, Lin Chen gently stretched out his arms and hugged the beautiful woman in front of him in his arms, without the slightest blasphemy - feeling the trembling of her body at that moment, he gently patted her back, and smiled softly: "Isn't it thin...... It's me who grew up, and so does my sister. ”

"Will you still go?" said an inaudible sound.

Lin Chen was stunned, many things passed in his heart in a flash, and he smiled bitterly: "I don't know...... Hey!"

The words fell, but the woman in her arms bit him on the shoulder heavily, as if she wanted to vent the bitterness and worry contained in her heart for more than several years, her body trembled slightly, but she seemed to be extremely aggrieved, and after a while, Ming Xiaoqian suddenly pushed him away, and said angrily: "If you dare to disappear for no reason, I will break your leg and see where you run!"

Lin Chen looked at her puffed face, a trace of tears was still there, and he was stunned for a moment, but he couldn't help laughing, and a faint warmth rose from his heart.

"What are you laughing at! Lin Chen! I'm solemnly warning you!"

"Haha~"

"Don't laugh!"

"Yes, yes, yes. ”

"Ah, sister, this stinky boy bullied me!"

"Uh~!?"

Lin Chen turned his head when he heard the sound, but he saw Yan Ruoxue, another familiar senior sister on the Forgotten Dust Peak, who was standing quietly in the silver moonlight not far away, with a quiet and peaceful face, looking at him with a smile.

"Coming back?"

"Well, it's back. The young man touched his nose and smiled, but saw Ming Xiaoqian beside him walking quickly to his sister's side to complain-

Yan Ruoxue patted her sister's head a few times, smiled like a flower, and smiled quietly at the young man: "It's good to come back, welcome...... Go home. ”

The young man trembled, stunned, and felt a sour feeling in his heart.

At this time, the breeze is all over the place, the stars and the moon are full of sky, the ten thousand gullies are silent, and the main peak of the forgotten dust in the night is steaming up the hazy mist, like silk. If there is a night lan, reflecting the plain white moonlight in the sky, it will be transformed into thousands of locks of silver light yarn, wandering and drifting among the lonely peaks of the forgotten dust - and on this small Yantai, it is also quietly filled with a faint warmth, lingering......

At this moment, it is:

It's a long road to immortals, don't ask where to go

Long swords accompanied by white clothes

Ignorant teenager, I don't know sorrow and love

The wind rises and the water is cold, and the rain falls on the heart and ripples

Arrogant smile, blushing

Tomorrow and night, a drunken dream

When I come

Only the Flying Flower Dream Shadow remains

Look back

Mount Shu is still standing