[Comprehensive] Bamboo horse is a superpower

The courtyard hidden deep in the forest is still the same as it was ten years ago.

The sound of water dripping on bamboo tubes and hitting stones is so clear that even standing outside the door can hear it clearly.

This season is completely different from summer, the coldness of winter is the opposite of the season when she left Tokyo.

Xia Ji, who was wandering around in the sect, was choked by the wind blowing from the forest. She was wearing thin clothes, only a black down jacket, which made her shiver involuntarily.

I don't know how long it took, the disc-like moon climbed up the treetops, covered most of the face by the wandering clouds, covering the faint white light, looming behind the clouds.

Xia Ji lowered her eyes rather complicatedly, gritted her teeth and resisted the urge to stomp her feet, turned around, and couldn't help but glance back at the closed door.

"The hazy moon shadow is the return of an old friend."

The wooden door was pushed open, and the person who came was walking in the cold wind with a feeling of coolness all over his body.

Still that lamp, that pot of tea, that table, that person.

Sanlun poured a cup of tea, pushed it over, and said with a smile, "I thought you wouldn't come in."

In fact, Xia Ji had been wandering down the mountain for several months. She had arrived at the end of summer, but she hadn't figured out how to explain that she had been away for ten years and hadn't heard from her for ten years, and how to face the teacher and junior whom she hadn't seen in ten years.

And when she was outside the door, she almost wanted to run away several times, although in the end she slipped in disheveledly, it was indeed a "slip", originally she wanted to knock on the door openly, but in the end she made an embarrassing choice Jump over the wall.

Xia Ji shook the cold dew on her clothes, and sat down on the opposite side of Sanlun Yiyan a little cautiously, but she pretended to smile calmly: "How dare you, it's not what a disciple should do .”

When she said this, she was still a little guilty. After all, strictly speaking...she passed by Tokyo no less than three times, but she never went back to take a look.

It's not Scepter4, but that...the apartment where she and Yu Zhangxun lived together, and occasionally Yoshijo visited.

Miwa didn't say a word, just looked at her with a smile, that kind of eyes were tolerant, kind and full of tenderness.

At this moment, it seems that I have thought a lot, and it seems that I have not thought of anything.

Xia Ji simply didn't do those things anymore, she sighed a long time, her back relaxed instantly, she leaned lazily on the back chair, her face was full of exhaustion and comfort after returning home, and poured A cup of hot tea. After drinking several cups in a row, the hot tea dispelled the coldness and warmed up her body a lot. She poured another cup, but this time she didn't mess around like before. She shook the porcelain cup lightly, gently She took a sip, and the indifference and tranquility between her brows and eyes were somewhat similar to her ten years ago.

"It seems that you are doing well." Miwa Yiyan looked at her movements and smiled again. This time the smile seemed to be different from before, and she seemed more at ease.

"Yeah." Xia Ji smiled and nodded, crossing her legs languidly, with a smile on her brows, quite carefree, it seems that she is not the same as she was ten years ago.

"Would you mind telling me a thing or two?"

"Of course." Xia Ji smiled and nodded.

Time passed in the beating of the candlelight, and the hot tea on the pit did not know how many pots were changed.

After falling into silence, it took three rounds for a long time before he spoke again: "You are very happy."

Xia Ji pondered for a few seconds, her black pupils were far away, and seemed to soften a lot, and it seemed that it was because the candlelight was too gentle.

"Well, yes. I... met a lot of people and said goodbye to a lot of people, but I always feel that one day, we will all gather together."

They didn't talk about Yu Zhangxun's matter, and they didn't talk about the crater that could be called a disaster. This was a tacit understanding and an avoidance.

But in fact, Xia Ji is not sure whether Sanlun Yiyan does not know what happened back then. He has a unique ability to predict, and he also has a pair of eyes that seem to be able to see through everything.

And Xia Ji always felt that he seemed to have affirmed something from her and knew something, but she didn't want to ask, and there was no need to ask, because she would always know when the time came.

But she can be sure of one thing - it must not be a tragedy.

【That will be a happy ending for everyone. 】

Xia Ji didn't stay, and Sanlun didn't say a word.

When she was leaving, Xia Ji just looked back. The man who was no longer young seemed to be sitting there like a sculpture. a person, everything, every...

It was as if he would be here when she came back again.

But in a trance, she felt that the figure was in a trance, as if it was out of reach, and she gasped for breath: "Teacher!" The voice was slightly louder.

"Everyone will have a happy ending."

Sanlun Yiyan was stunned for a rare moment, then laughed dumbly, shook his head, nodded again, and said with a smile: "Yes."

As if she had received some reassuring information, Xia Ji heaved a sigh of relief and smiled soothingly.

It was midnight when we left.

The wind was more violent and cold than when she entered. She closed her skirt, put her hands in her pockets, glanced at the quiet house shrouded in darkness, and turned around.

The way was blocked by a slender figure standing in the night as if turned into a stone sculpture.

Quiet.

The rustling in the forest seemed noisier than the wind.

"Yo." In the end, it was Xia Ji who greeted first.

"I thought you were just a coward and didn't dare to come back and face it. But I never thought I was wrong." The man said with a smile in his voice, "You are unwavering, you are invincible."

"Thank you for the compliment."

There was silence between the two.

"I saw green, beautiful green, so unparalleled that it completely attracted me for a moment." The person on the other side suddenly said a word without thinking.

He raised his face, as if he was remembering, and seemed to be thinking again.

"At that moment, I didn't dare to face myself and felt that I was wrong."

"Oh?"

"Then Yiyan teacher said to me 'no need to suppress yourself'."

"what."

"So you plan to indulge yourself." Xia Ji raised her lips and smiled.

"It's not indulgence, it's a choice." He shook his head and seemed to be smiling, "I will never learn to be indifferent to the teacher."

"In this respect, I am not as good as you, and Puppy Lang is not as good as you—it should be." He stretched out his hand to the long knife on his back, "We have been with the teacher longer than you, but we are not as good as just being with the teacher." The teacher has studied you for less than half a year."

Xia Ji smiled, pulled out the long strip wrapped in cloth from the bag, and threw the bag to the other side, the long cloth untied layer by layer and fell down, revealing the glowing blade inside.

"You can't beat me."

"But since you invite the battle, then come."