Sealing Sword

Shen Wuduan was silent for a long time after listening to this old story.

He is a man who loves to laugh, even if he doesn't open his mouth, as long as he raises his eyebrows lightly, he will be romantic. Although the years have left traces of aging on him, it has also fermented the frivolity into drunkenness.

But now, Shen Wudu lowered his eyebrows and lowered his eyes, only staring at the small silver pot on the table, and after a long time, he said: "So, that's it."

After saying this, he picked up the small silver pot and stood up, brushed past Ye Fusheng, without saying a word.

It's not that he is indifferent, but in Shen Wuduan's view, since Duanqing is still in the world, no matter whether he blames or reprimands, it is not his turn to speak out.

Shen Wuduan didn't want to blame a junior, although he was at fault, he was innocent.

It's just that people are close and distant. Compared with Ye Fusheng when they first met, after all, Gu Jufang and Duanqing had a close relationship with him. Those turbulent years were spent together by this couple, and the woman drank songs and rode on horses. , the Taoist master strokes the strings, one tune after another, what flows is the time that has quietly passed by.

He has waited for too long, from the prime of life to the late age of the hero, but unfortunately, the old man is no longer yesterday.

It was a long time after Shen Wudu left that Ye Fusheng moved.

He had stood in one position for too long, and when he moved at this moment, he made a few bone sounds, and the pain was a little uncomfortable.Ye Fusheng turned his head, looked at the three dolls sitting around the table, and suddenly he didn't dare to stay here any longer.

Kneeling on the ground and knocking his head three times, Ye Fusheng wiped off the ashes on his forehead, patted his clothes, walked out of the study, and walked back to the front yard.

After staying in the study for a long time, it was dark now, Ye Fusheng walked back and forth in the yard a few times, and suddenly felt a little craving for a drink.

Just as he was thinking, a faint scent of wine wafted over with the wind, not strong, but rich, what Ye Fusheng first smelled was the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus, after a careful aftertaste, he was a little tipsy.

It is a good aged osmanthus wine.

His nose has always been better than a dog's, but now he turned his head to follow the smell of wine, and found that it was coming from the Liufengju next door.

Shen Wuduan had already moved to Qingxu Xiaozhu, the current owner of Liufengju is Chu Xiwei, Ye Fusheng said in his heart: "Good boy, I used to drink a cup back then, but now I know how to drink. No, I have to go and rub a few Mouth, play tricks on him."

Thinking of this, Ye Fusheng imagined that Chu Xiwei was drinking madly while holding the wine jar, and immediately smiled, the depression in his chest dissipated a lot, and his brows furrowed again with evil intentions.

He took a look at the courtyard wall, it was quite high, but it was not enough for him to leap easily, so he jumped on top of the wall, intending to give Chu Xiwei a "disaster from heaven".

However, before Ye Fusheng jumped down, he was shocked by the scene in front of him on the top of the wall.

There is also an osmanthus tree in the front yard of Liufengju.

Although this tree is not tall, it is very strong, with luxuriant branches and leaves, blooming like stars, although it is late autumn, but only a thin layer of flowers and leaves has fallen, and it is not decayed.

The scent of sweet-scented osmanthus came blowing towards his face with the night wind, Ye Fusheng looked down in a daze, and saw Chu Xiwei sitting at a small stone table under a tree, cooking wine in a small stove, the scent of wine he had smelled before came from here .

Hearing the movement, Chu Xiwei raised her head and looked over, frowning: "What are you doing climbing the wall at night?"

Ye Fusheng came back to his senses, lost his seriousness again, and said with a smile: "The scenery in the garden can't be closed, and a faint fragrance comes out of the wall." (Note 1)

After he finished speaking, an empty flagon was thrown towards him. Ye Fusheng turned his head to avoid it. Seeing Chu Xiwei's uncomfortable expression, he realized that what he said just now was too similar. Molested.

It stands to reason that it is common for men to make some harmless jokes, but after all, I have been his master for two years, so I shouldn't be so indignant, let alone...Chu Xiwei likes men, it would be a bit rude for him to talk like this fit.

With a light cough to cover up his embarrassment, Ye Fusheng jumped off the wall, walked up to Chu Xiwei, and smiled at the two jugs that were scalding in hot water: "You can tell it's good wine when you smell it, A Yao You have good taste."

Chu Xiwei took a knife to cut off a long strip of peel, and ignored him.

Ye Fusheng continued to look for words, looking at the sweet-scented osmanthus tree behind him: "This tree is pleasing to the eye, probably hundreds of years old, compared to when we..."

His voice stopped abruptly, his eyes fell on the old cut on the thick trunk, and he couldn't look away.

Thirteen years ago, Gu Xiao suffered a big change. Fortunately, he met Chu Yao, who was still a child at the inn in Jinshui Town, otherwise, he really didn't know what he would become in the end.

The sweet-scented osmanthus tree that grew in the backyard of the inn was his last thought of being young and frivolous. When he left the inn holding the child's hand, Gu Xiao couldn't hold back after all, and carved his name on the trunk with a knife.

Three points into the wood, the sharpness from showing to restraining, a simple name, as if it is a silent memorial engraved on the tombstone.

Later, he joined Lve Yingwei. He also passed by Jinshui Town and wanted to see it, but the inn was no longer there, and it was converted into a private house. If it is expensive, don't want it.

It is said that it was originally intended to be cut down to make a tree stump. Fortunately, a foreigner bought the tree at that time, uprooted it and removed it, and there has been no news of it since.

Ye Fusheng thought that it would take root and grow in a new place, or be chopped into firewood and burned, but he never thought that he would see it again one day.

His palm landed on the rough tree trunk, tracing the scratches of the years stroke by stroke, many places were blurred, but Ye Fusheng touched it back and forth several times, but he was not willing to move his hand away.

He murmured, "This tree...why is it here?"

Chu Xiwei glanced at him, then turned her gaze back to the tree, and said, "I passed by Jinshui Town six years ago, and it happened that the inn was sold out, and the tree was going to be cut down. If there is an old tree missing, just move it back.”

It's rare for him to lie without blushing, but Ye Fusheng doesn't believe it at all.

The old tree is rooted. This sweet-scented osmanthus tree has grown in that inn for hundreds of years. It is not easy to uproot it. What's more, it has to travel through mountains and rivers to move to a new house.

But now the tree is growing very well, and it doesn't show the slightest signs of being transplanted. It is even more gratifying than 13 years ago, which shows how much thought the people who took care of it put into it.

Ye Fusheng glanced at the bucket and ladle in the corner, and without poking him, he turned his head and smiled: "It is a blessing from the previous life that it met you."

Hearing what he said, Chu Xiwei's heartbeat suddenly accelerated, she turned around and sat back on the stone bench, and was about to pour a wine jug into a glass, but Ye Fusheng snatched it up.

"It's not a little girl, so why are you so petty?" Ye Fusheng sat across from him like a boneless man, with his back leaning against the tree trunk, blinking, "A man, you have to dry the bottle when you drink!"

After saying that, he raised his head and took a big gulp, so fast that Chu Xiwei had no time to stop him.

Sweet-scented osmanthus wine is mostly sweet and fragrant. When it comes to intoxicating, let alone burning knives, even Nuerhong can beat it by ten blocks.Ye Fusheng originally wanted to tease him, "Such an adult still drinks sugar and wine", but after taking a sip, his mind went blank.

A big gulp of wine passed through the throat, at first it was soft and mellow but not strong, but as soon as it entered the stomach, it was like pouring boiling oil on the fire, and the heat was instantly ignited, and the head buzzed suddenly, everything in front of my eyes was Turned into two, still shaking.

Chu Xiwei: "..."

He really didn't know how to drink at the beginning, but in the past ten years in the Baiguimen, the necessary drinking table entertainment is indispensable, and there are two alcoholics Shen Wuduan and Sun Mifeng by his side, so he has practiced his drinking capacity no matter what, although he is not If you don't get drunk with a thousand cups, you can't pour it anyway.

The two jugs of wine were blended by himself, half of which was sweet osmanthus wine, and half of which was strong wine known as "Heaven and Man Drunk".

Tonight, Chu Xiwei would find it difficult to sleep when she thought of someone living next door, so she simply passed out of drunkenness as a rest.However, even an old drinker like Shen Wudu only dared to sip this kind of wine lightly, and Chu Xiwei didn't intend to drink it to cause trouble, so he blended it with sweet-scented osmanthus wine.

He looked at Ye Fusheng's suddenly blank eyes, reached out and snatched the jug, shook it, and immediately sighed with his forehead--a ​​small jug the size of a palm, he drank almost to the bottom in one sip, and Ye Fusheng didn't fall down immediately Too much alcohol.

The warm current ran through his limbs and bones, and his whole body became hot, even the cold wind couldn't wake him up.Chu Xiwei got up and poked him on the shoulder, and asked, "Are you okay? How about I help you..."

Before he finished speaking, Ye Fusheng squinted his drunken eyes and looked at him for a while, then suddenly grabbed his waist like lightning, tore off Chu Xiwei who was already half a head taller than him, and hugged him on his lap , touched his face with a smile: "Beauty, throw yourself into your arms, so enthusiastic!"

Chu Xiwei: "..."

He missed half a beat of his heartbeat, but soon came back to his senses, saw Ye Fusheng's face was blushing, and his eyes were very confused, he suspected that if he was just looking for a sweeping lady, this drunk could open his eyes and say nonsense and praise "Xi Shi Diaochan" ".

Chu Xiwei was taller than Ye Fusheng, trapped in his arms was very uncomfortable, she was about to stand up with her hands, but the drunk was not honest at all, she stretched out her hand to touch his chest, and said "Hey": "Beauty, why are your breasts so small and hard... Hiccup, forget it, I don't mind."

Chu Xiwei: "..."

Ye Fusheng got up unsteadily, hugged him up by the waist, pouted and wanted to kiss him.Chu Xiwei's lungs were about to explode. Seeing how skilled this guy was, he knew how many women he had fooled around with over the years.

With evil in his eyes, Chu Xiwei broke free from his embrace and stood firm, then pushed the drunkard against the tree trunk with his hand back.

Chu Xiwei supported the tree trunk with one hand, and pressed the back of Ye Fusheng's head with the other, forcing him to look up into his own eyes, and said softly, "See who I am!"

Ye Fusheng stared at him blankly, like a goose, and said after a while: "Ah Yao..."

Chu Xi breathed a sigh of relief, but felt a little pity, before his ever-changing emotions faded away, Ye Fusheng suddenly came up to him and gnawed on his cheek, slamming his mouth: "Why is there no more meat?"

The bite was not heavy, but Chu Xiwei's eyes sank.

His complexion is fair, so his eyes were already dark, but now they are darker, and they are as vast and oppressive as the night sky, enveloping the person in front of him in darkness.

Ye Fusheng was still drinking like crazy, holding his face in his hands, squinting his eyes to look left and right, and said with a smile: "You've lost weight, are you having a bad day... Hiccup, come on, Master hurts you."

He seemed completely unaware that the Chu Xiwei in front of him was no longer little Ayao, so he moved closer to him with his face in his hands, and rubbed against Chu Xiwei's face like a coaxing child. against his own lips.

Chu Xiwei didn't drink, but felt that she was more drunk than Ye Fusheng.

He held this person in his arms, and kissed him almost fiercely. The smell of alcohol passed from his lips and teeth, igniting a fuse in his brain, and his heart was full of joy in an instant.

Chu Xiwei likes Ye Fusheng, likes him like crazy.

The thoughts of young Mu Ai, the pain of being betrayed, the shock of being in a desperate situation... All the previous history is endlessly rolling, how many grievances and hatreds have been stuffed into a jar of old wine, dusty in the unspeakable place in his heart, struggling with life and death for ten years Fermented to spoil in the years.

Chu Xiwei always thought that she hated him mostly, until Zai Du got the news of his death from Chu Ziyu.

At that moment, the sky collapsed and the earth was ripped apart, and the pain in the heart was not equaled by a thousand cuts.

He hated Ye Fusheng so much, but when he knew that Ye Fusheng was no longer alive, he felt indelible despair.

Later, when they met again in Guyang City, it was like a heart wine opened the mud seal, the strong breath made him dizzy, he didn't know what night it was, let alone what to do.

Until facing He Lianyu, Chu Xiwei knew that life and death were at stake, but she didn't even hesitate and stood in front of Ye Fusheng.

At that time, he understood in a trance - when you hate someone deeply but are reluctant to hurt him, and are even willing to sacrifice your life for him, it only shows that you love him more than hate.

It's a pity that whether it's love or hate, all kinds of friendship are separated on both sides of the grievance and hatred, and you can't tell him clearly.

Sijun is close at hand, and two hearts are separated by the horizon.

Chu Xiwei never thought that there would be this moment. When Ye Fusheng came up, the dike of a thousand miles was defeated by a skin-to-skin date. He finally put aside all concerns and entanglements with a slap, and thought desperately: " I'm drunk too, so be it!"

He was like a wild beast that had finally caught its prey, with fire in his eyes, biting Ye Fusheng's lip, and the remaining hand also fell on the man's back, stroking randomly through the not thick clothes.

Ye Fusheng's mind was like being put into a steamer. He was dizzy at first, but now he is being presumptuous, and he is even more confused. He instinctively imitated Chu Xiwei's way to tear his clothes, and his actions were not inferior at all. A situation of taking advantage of others has turned into an illusion of mutual consent.

Until Chu Xiwei pressed him on the sweet-scented osmanthus tree trunk again, Ye Fusheng was trapped in his arms, probably because he felt uncomfortable in this position, and he raised his leg to kick him, but he happened to be grabbed by the bend of his leg and bullied him even closer .

Chu Xiwei's mind was buzzing, he knew that what he did was immoral and obscene, but it was hard to control his emotions and he couldn't help himself.

He stared at Ye Fusheng with fiery eyes, tried his best to calm his breathing, and was about to let go and step back slowly.

Suddenly, one hand picked up a strand of his hair, Ye Fusheng approached, and said with drunken eyes: "Ah Yao, you are so young...why do you have white hair?"

Chu Xi was slightly startled, seeing that he didn't look sober, she didn't dare to pull it hard, so she let him hold it.

Fortunately, Ye Fusheng let go quickly, touched his hair again, and said: "I have it too, and I pulled out two yesterday... Man, this life flies so fast."

Time flies in the blink of an eye, and even if you live a hundred years, it's just closing and opening your eyes, and the time is wasted in an instant.

Ye Fusheng is more than eight years older than him, and he is no longer a young man. Even Chu Xiwei himself sometimes feels "old" when he looks at Qin Lanshang.

He waited for Ye Fusheng for ten years.

But in this lifetime, how many decades are there?

Ye Fusheng didn't realize it, he closed his eyes and fell into a deep sleep after saying this, Chu Xiwei gave him a hand, feeling the warm breath in his arms.

He picked up the person horizontally, stared at that face for a long time, finally couldn't hold back, lowered his head and kissed Ye Fusheng's eyes.

The turbulent mood suddenly calmed down.

Chu Xiwei let Ye Fusheng's head rest on her shoulder, and murmured: "It's me, I lost..."

Note: Adapted from Song Ye Shaoweng's "It's Not Worth a Garden Tour": The garden is full of spring scenery, and a branch of red apricot comes out of the wall.

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Gu Yufang's role analysis, if you are interested, you can take a look

Thirty Questions of "Sealing the Sword" (Contains spoilers, mixed with sugar and knife, enter with caution!)

1 You I'll Never Get

He Lianyu made countless choices in his life, but he still couldn't let go of Mu Qingshang's death.

The self-righteous person finally realizes that he may be wrong, and he will never have the opportunity to join hands with him; but he feels that he is still right, because he no longer has to look at the back of that person forever, and no one can know him compatible.

It's just a pity for him, if he didn't get it, he lost it.

2 Turning against each other

Paper can never contain fire.Qin Hebai knew it from the very beginning, and was ready for Zhou Shen to turn against him.

But when the situation came to an end, he was afraid again, not because he was afraid of Zhou Shen's anger and begging him for three knives, but because he saw the expression on the verge of collapse after the man knew the truth.

However, when they met again, there was no cursing or beating as expected, Qin Hebai only saw Zhou Shen's back drifting away, and never looked back.

3 unrequited love for life

Liu Mianying had waited for Gu Zheng for many years, from the prime of life to the late beauty, and finally only waited for a single-handed, secluded girl.

She touched the knife on the girl's waist with her palm, and asked, "Did your father leave anything?"

Gu Jufang handed Liu Mianying a letter, eloquent and eloquent, and arranged everything in detail, except for a few words to her, which were the most common greetings and farewells.

Liu Mianying lowered her eyes, threw the letter into the incense burner, and watched it burn to ashes.

She has never expressed her feelings to Gu Zheng in her whole life, but how can someone as transparent as Gu Zheng not understand?From the beginning to the end, he was gentle and resolute to let go of his personal relationship, but she just pretended to be confused with understanding, and she was not reconciled in the end.

Until now, the news has been cut off, and Yin and Yang are separated.

4 break up

A few years later, Qin Lanshang has grown into a big girl with extraordinary looks, while Lu Mingyuan is nearly [-] years old. Although he doesn't look old, his gestures are much more calm, and she always tells her that he looks like a little old man.

Qin Lanshang said to Lu Mingyuan: "I don't like you now, I want to marry someone better, are you angry?"

The old god Lu Mingyuan is here: "Don't be angry.""

Qin Lanshang pushed him back angrily, stomped his feet and was about to turn around and leave, but was grabbed by the wrist.

Lu Mingyuan smiled with eyebrows and eyes crooked: "I lied to you, I'm so mad."

Qin Lanshang kicked him with a smile on his face.

5 has nothing to do with love

The relationship between Bu Xueyao and Li Feng is like the most lingering strangulation of two poisons, absorbing nutrients from each other and exchanging venom.

Desire, calculation, lingering, acting... One is an actor who is used to acting, and the other is a cold and unmelting ice.

On the day when the news of Bu Xueyao's death came, Li Feng stood alone on the top of the mountain for a long time. He thought he would feel a little bit sad, but he didn't.

There has never been anything to do with love between them, only until death.

6 revenge

Xie Min hated Xie Wuyi, hated Rongcui, hated Xie Chongshan, and even hated everyone in Duanshui Villa, every brick and tile was the accumulated resentment that had been pressed on him for years.

He thought that he would let everything be buried with him, and in the end he would indeed be reduced to ashes together with this villa.

It was just pure revenge at the beginning, when it turned into a determination to burn everything, and when what he insisted on changed from hatred to protection, no one knew, including himself.

7 The Seven Year Itch

Zhao Bing'e once thought that women are fickle and men are suspicious, and her relationship with Se Kong might be exhausted in the passing of time.

She had thought about all kinds of things, but she never thought that their relationship would end abruptly when it was the strongest, and then revive when it was the weakest.

8 miss i

When Gu Yufang was dying, she grabbed Duanqing's hand with her last strength.

There was no time to say the words in the throat, and they were swallowed in one breath, unforgettable——

"Ah Shang, I hold your hand in this life, and we will walk together in the next life."

9 kill you

When Ruan Feiyu dropped the command arrow, he closed his eyes, but he didn't see the blood spattered three feet, nor did he see the head fall to the ground.

He only heard the sudden burst of cries, it was the grief and indignation of the people watching the execution, and it was raining heavily, as if the heaven and the earth were mourning together.

He didn't look, but he clearly knew two things.

First, Qin He died in vain.

Second, he killed him.

10 has always been a hoax

On the day of Chu Yao's 11th birthday, Gu Xiao personally cooked a bowl of longevity noodles for him, and sent it to Chu Yao under the guise of a servant.

He looked at the little boy who disliked the chef's degraded skills while eating noodles mercilessly under his pressure, and wanted to laugh a little, but his eyes seemed to be covered by the heat rising from the bowl, making him a little blurry.

Silly Ah Yao, I made the noodles, you have been cheated again.

He stroked Chu Yao's head, thinking: "Your father lied to me for three years, and I lied to you this time, it's even... But, you will never forgive me again."

He thought he had caught the driftwood, but now that the truth has come to light, he realizes that everything is a hoax.

11 Sorry, I don't know you

Three years after Mu Qingshang's death, He Lianyu was already used to dressing up as him and walking in the rivers and lakes. Those blind people probably couldn't tell the difference, and those who recognized him never had a chance to speak.

He lived his life as he wanted most, but he was not happy.

Until that day when he saw a Taoist priest with black hair and plain clothes in the suburbs, Helian Yu's rotten heart trembled violently, and he chased after him.

Before he could open his mouth, the Taoist chief reined in his horse and turned his head, his eyes filled with a cold stranger.

12 No Love and No Hate

Gu Jufang once asked Duanqing: "Do you hate Helian Yu?"

At that time, the Taoist priest was watering the flowers with a wooden spoon in his hand. Hearing this, he didn't even hesitate to move his hands, and said lightly, "I'm not that person, why talk about love and hate?"

The person who once loved He Lianyu was Mu Qingshang, and the person who had the right to hate him was also Mu Qingshang.

These things have nothing to do with Duan Qing.

13 Lovers Who Can Never Be Touched

After Chu Xiwei became obsessed with the practice for the first time, she lay half dead on the bed and had a dream.

He dreamed of himself when he was a child, and Gu Xiao who had frivolous eyebrows and eyes at that time.

Chu Xiwei stretched out her hand subconsciously, and woke up from the dream, but there was nothing.

14 never met

Ye Fusheng once thought: If Gu Xiao had never met Chu Yao back then, wouldn't so many things have happened?

As soon as this idea came up, he cut it off at the root, threw it on the ground and stomped on it a few times, crushing it into ashes.

To lay the source of all misfortune on another is the pretense of a coward's self-delusion.

He regretted that he was frivolous and not strong enough back then, but he was still glad that he met that year, and he has not changed since then.

15 ignorance damage

The most fatal loophole is often an unintentional mistake, and sometimes just a few words can break a person's last spine.

He Lianyu said to Duanqing: "I didn't kill Mu Qingshang."

The observers were furious, but Duan Qing nodded lightly: "That's right."

16 We are all old

Gu Yufang has always thought that it looks good-looking, from head to toe, even a strand of hair is pleasing to her.

On the night of their marriage, the woman didn't wear a phoenix crown and Xiapei, but a red dress and a flower hairpin. She hooked his chin with a smile and exchanged a kiss with the aroma of wine.

Drunken, she asked softly: "Ah Shang, when you get old, you should be the most beautiful old man... But I don't know what I should look like at that time, will I lose my teeth? gone?"

Duanqing hugged the drunkard in his arms, let her head rest on his shoulder, stroked her back with his palms to comfort her, then said: "When you grow old, I will lose my head."

Gu Yufang turned his face and looked directly at herself: "Then you take advantage of me while I'm young, take a few more glances, and when I get old, you still have to think about how I was when I was young."

This is true of the world.

Many years later, Gu Jianfang is still the same in Duan Qing's heart, because he never had the chance to see her in the twilight.

His black hair was like ink, and his hair was gray after all.

17 If then...

Xie Wuyi thought a lot before the battle of Jinghan Pass.

If there hadn't been a three-year contract back then, if he hadn't saved Xie Min back then...

After thinking about it, there is no such thing as if.

In the final analysis, no matter in the past or now, he is Xie Wuyi.

18 "He is more important than you"

Ye Fusheng has always felt that it is really a fucking and painful thing to make a decision based on personal feelings and the overall situation.

He has always chosen the latter, no matter whether he is willing or not, he just feels that he alone will never be as precious as other people.

Until he met Chu Xiwei.

19 Idiot's Dream

On the night of the Jinghanguan battle, Rong Cui saw Xie Wuyi again.

He was still wearing a blue shirt with loose long hair, and when he hugged Xie Li, his smile was as warm as spring breeze in March.

20 just kidding

When Ji Qingyan passed away, Xuan Su was not by his side.

Ji Qingyan stood up from the bed, half-lyed and half-sat on the side, raised his hand and asked his apprentice, and said, "Yun Shu, I want to drink the 'Chunshanxue' you brewed, hurry up!" of!"

Xuan Su rushed to the outside in a hurry, a pot of tea was just being filled with water when he suddenly heard a muffled sound coming from the room.

It was the Xuanxinqin placed next to Ji Qingyan's bed, and it fell to the ground.

Ji Qingyan finally thought: "Stupid apprentice, Master is just joking with you, I'm afraid I'll see you cry, how can I leave without peace of mind?"

21 The happy ending in the dream

Ye Fusheng was dreaming again.

He dreamed that he brought Chu Xiwei back to Feiyun Peak, his wife was still watering the flowers, and his master was leaning against the door drinking wine, when he saw the two of them coming holding hands, he kicked up a wooden stick without saying a word, and drove them away Running all over the mountain.

After they were all beaten up, Mistress finally stopped the assailant and comforted the furious female bandit with a gentle voice.

He smiled and blinked slightly at Chu Xi, who twitched his mouth and poked his dimple with his hand.

Gu Jufang probably really felt that they were an eyesore, so she walked over and kicked Ye Fusheng on the ass, and cursed: "Go back, little bastard!"

Ye Fusheng wondered: "This is my home, where am I going?"

Gu Jufang didn't bother to talk to him, so she slapped him three times, making him dizzy, and when he raised his head again, he was still at Feiyun Peak, but unfortunately the house was turned into ruins, and both Shi Niang and Chu Xiwei had disappeared.

The master squatted in front of him, and rudely wiped his tears with his hand, and rarely let go of his tone: "They are waiting for you, go back. Come back after a few decades, for the master, I will definitely beat you so hard that you won't want to leave."

After a pause, he said again: "In the spring of the coming year, send me a peach blossom for your teacher's wife."

Ye Fusheng's eyes went dark, and when he opened his eyes again, he found that Chu Xiwei was lying on the side of the bed and fell asleep holding his hand, and Duanqing was sitting at the table with his head propped on one hand, and opened his eyes to look over.

22 bored

Helian Yu actually didn't want to live long ago.

He is tired of the world, just like himself, but he also contradicts that he doesn't want to simply die, leaving these mediocre people to continue to waste time.

He thought for a long time, and finally made a decision - there is no more suitable funeral for him than a war where all the lives were destroyed.

23 Shattered self-esteem

Deep love does not last long, and wisdom will hurt if it is extremely strong; if it is strong, it will be humiliated, and it will be easily broken when it is just passed.

When closing the pages of the book, Helian Yu asked Mu Qingshang: "What kind of person do you think you are?"

Mu Qingshang was startled, then smiled and said: "There are unpredictable things in the sky, who can say for sure? Probably, there are all of them."

Never thought about it, a prophecy.

24 extra people

Duanheng used to think that Gu Juifang was a superfluous person, without her, Duanqing would have been able to sneak and practice Taoism unimpeded, going farther and farther in martial arts and state of mind, instead of being tainted with troubles like he is now.

He always thinks that she is Duanqing's burden.

Until that year when he followed Ji Qingyan sneakily to visit them, it happened that Gu Yaofang was not there, and Duanqing held a piece of sugar cake and teased the little apprentice he had just picked up solemnly.

Duan Heng saw that he was smiling, although it was not obvious, it was very real.

On the way back, he couldn't help but think, if Gu Jufang hadn't appeared in Duanqing's life, would this senior brother never be able to talk and smile normally all his life?

She came like a frightened shadow, and left in a blink of an eye, but she amazed him for a long time, leaving traces that never faded.

25 Lovesickness and Forgetfulness

When Chu Xiwei saw the osmanthus tree again, it was almost cut down.

He saw the engravings on the tree trunk for many years, and the past was vivid in his memory, and his heart ached, but in the end he bought it and moved it back to the courtyard.

He looked at this tree every day and it was an eyesore, but he was used to drinking and taking a nap under the tree, and then leaned against the tree trunk to have a short dream, dreaming of the person he hadn't seen for a long time.

26 Life and Death

The name Xie Li does not have a good meaning.

He has seen life and death countless times in his life, some of them are taken lightly, and some are unforgettable.These mixed memories accumulated in his heart with the passage of time, and he developed a character of Duan Shui's successor from the inside out.

Ups and downs in the eyes, ups and downs in the heart.

When he finally took back the water-breaking knife and stood outside the gate of the water-breaking villa again, he thought he would burst into tears, but he didn't show any expression.

There is no emotion in the world that can bear the weight of life and death.

He just had a long knife in his hand, pushed open the gate, smiled slightly at the newly tidied yard, and said softly, "I'm back."

27 I didn't say anything until I died...

Zhao Bing'e had a secret, which he didn't tell until his death.

She just leaned on the blind monk's thin and crooked back, and her eyes quietly fell on the young Taoist priest who didn't know when she saw it, until the last light in her eyes dimmed.

28 "Please look back at me"

When Chu Yao was dragged out of the palace gate, he saw Gu Xiao kneeling under the steps, with his back turned to him, like a dark shadow.

He spat out blood and shouted, "Gu Xiao! Look back at me!"

But Gu Xiao didn't look back, Chu Yao stared at him with his eyes wide open, but unfortunately the man got smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared behind the closed palace gate.

He didn't know where the strength came from, he broke away from the guards and rushed forward, beating the palace gate with both hands desperately, without moving a muscle.

Naturally, he didn't know that Gu Xiao was actually standing behind the door, blocking in front of several forbidden soldiers.

When Gu Xiao heard these movements, he seemed indifferent, and looked over the forbidden army and landed on Chu Xun.

The young emperor said softly: "Master, A Yao told you to turn around."

"I can't turn back." Gu Xiao tightened and loosened the palm holding the handle of the knife, "So, you have to keep your promise."

29 Tear Up Dreams

In fact, Chu Ziyu’s dream at the beginning was very simple, to be an idle king, eat, drink, play, read and write, tease the more and more fun A Yao from time to time, and then learn some self-defense martial arts from her new master, so that she can leave later. Tianjing tours mountains and rivers.

Unfortunately, none of these came to fruition.

30 Loveless

Some people say that there are two people who don't know how to love the most in the world, one is Zen Master Xifo Sekong, and the other is Taoist Duanqing of the Supreme Palace.

Abbot Sejian and Taoist Duanheng disagreed with this statement.

Abbot Sejian said: "Form is emptiness, and emptiness is form."

Daoist Duanheng just sighed.

In the spring of this year, the Taoist priest with white hair like frost took a branch of peach blossom with dew from his disciple. He walked through the Qinghan mountain road expressionlessly, and finally put it on a grave in his courtyard.

Too much forgetfulness, the worst way.The favorite of love is in our generation.

THE END