Today's rivers and lakes

It was exactly as Qian Feixue said.

In less than two days, my body recovered in sevens and eighties.Except for the occasional chest pain, I can jump and run freely.

See me almost recovered.The three of them then set off, heading towards the Tiangang Sect.

As for why three people? ? ?He looked at the charming woman wearing a yellow blouse and two small buns next to him——the former head wife Buyu Ruo's personal maid Bai Lian.

The maid of the former head's wife is also a close existence who grew up with the current head.This woman's identity sounds very powerful...but I don't know why I always feel very uncomfortable.

in particular.

"Master, this fruit tastes good, try it."

"Master, your robe is torn, I'll take it to make it up for you."

"The head..."

......

Stand up at once: "I'm full, Brother Qian, you go ahead, don't worry about me."

Compared with my restlessness over there.In fact, Qian Feixue was also embarrassingly trying to find a reason to refuse Bailian's kindness to keep serving food.

Facing me suddenly got up.He was slightly surprised and asked: "Brother Zhen, you only ate a bowl of plain rice, is that enough?"

Because it will take several days to go back to the Tiangang faction.Qian Feixue asked each other to be polite and commensurate on the grounds that their identities should not be revealed.I couldn't beat him, so I agreed in a moment of joy.

"Enough." My face stiffened.I couldn't even laugh at this moment.

"But..." he continued, but was interrupted by me: "near here is the small village where the disciple lived before he entered the master's gate. I haven't come back for many years, please allow the disciple to go back to the village to see look."

Hear me call him the master.Qian Feixue's eyes darkened a little, and then returned to normal in an instant, with a faint smile: "Since I haven't been back for a long time, let's go and have a look."

"Thank you, head." I cupped my hands in thanks, and I turned around and walked outside the inn door.

......

Worship under the master's door.Almost ten years have passed on Lingyun Peak.

Over the years, it may be my own reasons.There was hardly a single thought of returning to this village.

On the way here, I thought of some acquaintances, bought some things and packed them before arriving at the village.

The village is still the same as when I left.

Except that the big tree at the entrance of the village is old and shriveled.Also, before I left with Master, a wooden sign with engraved words was erected next to it, and someone dug it up.

...Maybe it was used as firewood?

It's late autumn, and all you see are dry yellow leaves, and you can only see the loneliness on the ground.

The wind blows the sleeves and fills the neck. Even though I am as strong as me, I still feel a little cold.

At this time, it was still some time before noon, and all the men in the village went out to work.The women stayed behind, mostly busy embroidering some winter clothes to prepare for the coming of the cold winter.

Occasionally, I saw a few yellow-haired children, who looked at me with ignorant and curious eyes, thinking that I was a foreigner, probably passing by on the road.

I bowed and bowed to the big tree, knelt down and kowtowed several times.Then he got up and smiled at the children.Walk in the direction of my house.

Before I left, the house and arable land were probably useless to me.The house was given to Uncle Ma who let me live in his house after my parents died.The cultivated land was sold to the village chief, and most of the money was used to pay off the debt he borrowed when dealing with Dad's funeral.

There are also some valuable ones, and I gave them all to those uncles and aunts who helped me.

Go to my house.It was accidentally discovered that the house had been renovated recently, and a happy word was posted on both sides of the gate.

Huh? ? ?

Somewhat surprised, he stood there blankly.

Until then, someone smiled and said goodbye to the inside. When he opened the door and came out, he saw me standing at the door blankly.

"Who are you?" Following the voice of the question, I noticed a young woman with a vegetable basket in her hand.

Looking at her, she is about sixteen or seventeen, which is the age when the peach blossoms are tender and tender.Her appearance is quite upright, delicate and delicate, with a few small freckles near the bridge of her nose, which brings her a touch of playfulness and agility.

I wasn't sure if it was the little girl I was familiar with, so I tentatively called her: "You are... Xiaoxiao?"

Listen to me calling out her boudoir name.She asked suspiciously, "You are?"

"I'm honest, Zhen honest."

"Brother Zhen." She covered her lips, walked in front of me in a few pleasant steps, approached and lowered her head shyly, "I thought you weren't coming back? You, you're back."

Facing the girl who liked to follow me when I was a child, who called Brother Zhen tenderly, the girl from Brother Zhen has grown into the charming big girl she is today.

I smiled naively: "Well, I'm back."

......

My mother and father said before they died that after staying in this village for so long, they really wanted to visit further places.

So I was specifically asked not to erect a monument or signboard, and asked me to scatter the ashes down the mountain from the back mountain.

At that time, I was very puzzled why my father and mother asked me to do that?Of course I still don’t understand—the only thing I did was to bury the ashes in the jar under the big tree at the entrance of the village.A wooden sign engraved with the names of my father and mother was purposely inserted near there.

...to see Uncle Ma's family.Putting things aside, they greeted each other politely.

After eating at the table, I learned from Uncle Ma that his eldest son had just married a school-age girl from a neighboring village a few days ago.

This reminds me of Senior Sister Qingqing from Yushui Peak.I sighed for a while, listening to Uncle Ma who was pouring wine for me cheerfully talking about various interesting things that happened in the past few years.

As we talked, it came to me.

Uncle Ma took a sip of his wine and sighed: "Zhen Wazi, you have been up the mountain with your master in the past few years, and you have never come back once. Old man, I thought you had taken root there."

"What is Uncle talking about?" I smiled and put the food in front of me into the bowl with my chopsticks, and said with Uncle Ma, "This is my root...just There are many rules in the teacher's school, and they have to practice kung fu every day. I don't want to go home very much, so I came back to take a look while doing something nearby."

Uncle Ma's beard was stained with some soup, and Mrs. Liu next to him, Uncle Ma's first wife, elbowed him.

She smiled at me and said, "Zhen Wazi, I wonder if you're married yet?"

Uncle Ma took the cloth from Ma Xiaoxiao and wiped his face.And put it on the table at will.

As soon as I stopped chewing vegetables, I returned to normal: "No."

At this time, Uncle Ma said: "The Huang family at the east end of the village is about the same age as you. He just married a fat girl the year before last. You should think about your old Zhen's family and find a good girl."

I apologized and said with a smile: "Uncle said so."

"Zhen Wazi." The wrinkles in the corners of Uncle Ma's eyes unfolded, he looked at me and shyly said nothing, only kept peeking at my Ma Xiaoxiao: "What do you think of Xiaoxiao?"

"Okay. I didn't expect Xiaoxiao to be so good-looking after only a few years. In the future, the family who proposes marriage will have to break through the threshold."

I intentionally put aside the words: "It's been a long time since I came back, Aunt Liu's food is still so delicious."

Mrs. Liu and Uncle Ma glanced at each other.Hou Liu smiled and said: "Eat more if it tastes good, your aunt's food must be enough."

"Hey. Then I won't be polite." She buried her head and pretended to be feasting, but secretly she was sweating profusely.

I only see Xiaoxiao as a girl, absolutely nothing else.It seems that after dinner, I need to find a good reason to go back as soon as possible.

......

Finally, it was a good idea to avoid the next few bowls of wine.And I rejected Uncle Ma's offer to stay with me tonight.

I got up and went back on the grounds of something important, but Ma Xiaoxiao insisted on sending me to the village.

Go to the village.

"Brother Zhen, when will you come back?" Ma Xiaoxiao's eyes were full of anticipation.Cheeks are naturally dyed a layer of bright red.

My eyes flickered a little, I touched my neck subconsciously, and said with a dry smile: "There are too many things about the teacher, so I can't say for sure?"

"Brother Zhen." She bit her lower lip, twisted her fingers a little bit awkwardly, and lowered her head shyly: "What do you think of me?"

I reached out, intending to rub her hair a few times as in the past.He stretched out his hand halfway, and finally patted her on the shoulder: "You are my best girl, so naturally you are the best in my eyes."

"Sister." Ma Xiaoxiao raised her head, not hiding her disappointment: "Brother Zhen, do you only think of me as your sister?"

See me nodding.A cloud of mist flashed in her eyes: "We grew up together, and you protected me no matter what... You didn't know how sad I was when you left? I finally looked forward to you Come back, you, but you only think of me as your sister."

"Xiaoxiao, some things cannot be forced." I gently wiped away the remaining tears from her eyes.Let her grab my hand: "You have to leave again. Just for a while, just for a while."

Hey......

If it wasn't for being involved in Hehuan teaching these things.And the person who met the amnesiac... Facing this gentle girl in front of me, maybe I will be moved?

Just like in the Tiangang faction.Facing the gentle and beautiful senior sister Qingqing, I know my qualifications, and I also know that apart from my strength, my appearance and martial arts are not at all ranked high in the Tiangang Sect.

Feeling inferior, I will only silently hide my love for Senior Sister Qingqing in my heart.

in fact.

Marrying a gentle and pleasant wife, giving birth to five, six, seven or eight children, finding a place near mountains and rivers, where men farm and women weave, isn't it not my dream?

But Xiaoxiao is just an ordinary person.Just like my meager skills, dragging her into this dangerous arena...wouldn't it just kill her.

She should have a better life, find a husband who treats her tenderly, and spend this life peacefully.

"I'm sorry." She pulled her finger out of her palm little by little.

Watching the tears in her eyes fall down her cheeks.

I could only repeat cruelly: "I'm sorry."

I saw her turn heartbroken and run towards the village.In the end there was only: "I'm sorry."

After watching Ma Xiaoxiao's figure disappear as far as the eyes can see.I turned around with a complicated expression.Unexpectedly, I saw a man standing behind me with a gloomy face.

"Thousand... palm, head?"