[Hidden] legend

1.

It gets dark early in winter, and when the sun goes down, the temperature will drop immediately.The place of cultivating Taoism is especially cold, at this time, the only thing that looks warm and cozy in Dazhufeng is Zhang Xiaofan's busy kitchen.

Chestnut porridge was gurgling on the stove, the smoke wafted up, and the sweet smell wafted far away. Tian Linger, who just came back from the Tai Chi Cave, couldn't help the glutton in her stomach. Anyone who wants to relieve fatigue a little bit.

But when she took a step forward, she realized that her little junior brother was neither chopping and frying vegetables, nor kneading and rolling out noodles, but sitting on a low stool in front of the stove, with the chicken he used to The short black stick used to fiddle with the stove is doing the "drive" gesture that disciples of Qingyunmen who have cultivated to the third floor and above often do.

Tian Linger's eyes lit up. She knew from her father that Xiaofan's second-level practice was shorter than hers, and she was also very happy that her father personally passed on the third-level exercise to her junior brother. Unexpectedly, but she was still very proud, and at this moment she was so excited that her voice became high-pitched: "Xiaofan? Can you even drive the magic weapon?"

She had come in secretly and spoke loudly all of a sudden, which startled the person on the stool and almost fell off.Zhang Xiaofan withdrew his gestures in a panic, turned around and straightened up: "Senior Sister, why did you appear out of nowhere?"

Tian Linger knew that she had frightened him, so she stuck out her tongue apologetically, her voice still couldn't help being happy, she approached Xiaofan while looking at the fire stick: "It's only been a few months, you can drive things away Did you react to the things around you when you were practicing? Are you able to integrate all of your spells? I have been practicing for a long time on the third level before I can control Amber Scarlet Silk. How about it, is your fire stick moving or not?"

Zhang Xiaofan quickly waved his hand: "No, Senior Sister, don't be too happy, how did I learn how to dispel things so quickly, I just tried it casually. I only merged the third layer for the first time, and I still stutter..."

Tian Linger blinked her eyes, with a puzzled expression on her face: "Then you should first integrate the spells well, if you can't flexibly penetrate the qi of true essence, the ability to stimulate animals will not be manifested, and such gestures are useless ah."

Zhang Xiaofan scratched the base of his ear: "I just... have time to make porridge, seeing that senior brother and senior sister are used to it, I feel itchy and want to try it..."

Tian Linger tilted her head to look at him, seeing his hesitation, she couldn't help asking impatiently: "What else?"

Zhang Xiaofan pursed his lower lip, looked down, as if he didn't know how to speak, Tian Linger always saw him like this in front of his father, and quickly patted his shoulder: "Okay, I know you are self-motivated, take your time." Don’t worry, my dad won’t say anything. Seeing that you are as hardworking as everyone else, he won’t pick you up. Be obedient. Compared with this, it’s more important that you come and save me now. I’m sitting in the Tai Chi cave. The whole day, my stomach is going to be flattened into a piece of paper, and it takes half an hour before dinner, so please do me a favor, Xiaofan, and get me something to eat."

Zhang Xiaofan saw that the senior sister talked to herself and went back, and quickly stopped entangled in this topic: "The porridge is not boiled yet, there are still some noodles left from eating the noodles the day before yesterday, it is cold for a few days, I will use it to cook for the senior sister some?"

Tian Linger nodded quickly: "Okay, okay! Let me put another egg and cook it in bone broth. The one you made last time was really delicious!"

Zhang Xiaofan smiled, quickly put a pot on another stove to boil water, asked Tian Linger to help watch, while he went to the next room to get noodles, conveniently put the fire stick in an inconspicuous place beside the stove.

In fact, there is nothing to say.

It's just that after Zhang Xiaofan knew about Ding Yin's past, he subconsciously didn't want to tell others why he was related to Ding Yin, even if the reason was insignificant, he didn't want others to be suspicious of Ding Yin.

A few days ago, that is, the second day when he stayed at Ding Yin's place, Ding Yin asked him if he tried to use the black stick when he couldn't control the exercises in his body. Of course he didn't, so Ding Yin asked him if he tried. By driving objects, Zhang Xiaofan has only practiced the third level of kung fu for four months. Not to mention his mediocre aptitude, even a highly talented student cannot master driving objects in four months at the earliest. He shook his head when he replied, and then he looked at the fire stick thoughtfully - as if... there was something to do, but he needed to learn how to drive things to do it.

These, Ding Yin did not say, Zhang Xiaofan just speculated like this, but vaguely felt that this speculation was correct.He thought that Ding Yin's stay was limited, because after the incident that day, he definitely didn't want to force himself to step up his practice. Although he felt that it might be useless, he still wanted to try whether he could drive things away... What is Ding Yin confused about? He doesn't want the other party to leave with doubts.

But... probably this is impossible at all... He often tried to drive the fire stick in his free time these days, but the black stick didn't even roll, let alone float.

Thinking of his clever Sixth Senior Brother who has been practicing this level for more than ten years, and remembering that Jing Yu is so talented and intelligent, it took three years to master the fourth level, Zhang Xiaofan sighed secretly, he was really delusional.

He took the raw noodles and went back to the kitchen. Tian Linger was waiting for him at the stove. Seeing him coming back, he cleared the space and pointed to the pot of boiling water on the fire: "I cast a little spell, and the water is already boiling." .”

Zhang Xiaofan let out an "oh", and took down the can of frozen bone soup from the cabinet, scooped a spoonful into the water, Tian Linger saw him busy in an orderly manner, and relaxed with him Chatted happily: "It's so fast, it will be the New Year's Day in a few days, and it will soon be a year since Senior Brother Six went down the mountain, and I don't know if he has found the magic weapon he wants, and is he on his way back?" Xiaofan, do you think Sixth Senior Brother, that playful person, will not come back until the day he expires?"

Zhang Xiaofan was putting the noodles into the pot, heard the words and said with a smile: "Maybe, Sixth Senior Brother has been staying at the foot of the mountain for a long time, and seeing the people are all reunited, he may come back as soon as he misses home."

Tian Linger wrinkled her nose, obviously she didn't quite believe Xiaofan's words: "Instead of hoping for this, it's better to let out those sky lanterns we made, in case he sees one of them and knows that we got together to celebrate I am so happy that I don't miss him at all, I must be in a hurry to come back."

Zhang Xiaofan was startled, nodded slowly, and didn't answer.

Tian Linger was imagining the beautiful scenery of that night, and didn't notice Xiaofan's silence, and said to herself: "Xiaofan, what do you think everyone's wish will be? The big brother's must be the same as Wen Min from Xiaozhufeng. The senior sister is related, and the third senior brother might make a wish related to cultivation... Tell me, I will release the sky lantern from here, and senior Qihao from Longshou Peak...will you see it?... Xiaofan?"

"...Ah?" Zhang Xiaofan turned his face and nodded belatedly, "Well...you will see it."

The noodle soup came out of the pot in a short while, Zhang Xiaofan cut some finely chopped green onions and put them on top, helped senior sister to carry it to a small table beside him, then turned around and stirred the chestnut porridge: "Senior sister, I have already made an agreement with fifth senior brother , I will stir fry the vegetables in a while, and he will bring them to the front hall for me, and I will not have dinner with everyone at night."

2.

The last quarter moon is getting more and more curved, and it can hardly provide any lighting effect after nightfall. Several lanterns have been added around the bamboo house, two under the courtyard gate, four in the courtyard, and two more under the eaves.

Compared with Zhang Xiaofan, Ding Yin's internal energy is superior, and he never feels cold outside in the cold wind. When Zhang Xiaofan entered the yard, he was sitting on the side of the firewood stack, with an orange lantern hanging beside him, and sawdust falling on the ground at his feet .

Zhang Xiaofan approached quietly, and held the food box in front of Ding Yin: "Brother Ding, it's time to eat."

Ding Yin heard him from a long distance away, and he didn't stop working, so he only responded and tilted his head to signal him to put the things in the house first.

It was very cold outside, Zhang Xiaofan was afraid that the food would be cold, so he had to go into the room, when he came out Ding Yin was still filing wood there, he didn't show any intention of getting up.

He couldn't help walking behind Ding Yin in doubt: "Brother Ding, what are you doing?"

Ding Yin blew away the sawdust, looked at the cut surface of the wooden slats and said, "I'll make you a low couch. You've grown so tall, and rhubarb and little ash have taken over your bed, and you can't drive them away. In the future, you'll have to suffer when you sleep. Bullied?"

As he said that, he straightened up and turned around, and compared Xiaofan's head to his chin: "Why do you have to grow to my eyes?"

Like every child who is said not to be tall enough, Zhang Xiaofan hastily straightened his body, fearing that Ding Yin's hand would not be moving properly, he approached Ding Yin a little, and then raised his hand to compare: "Obviously it's almost to the nose It's below, and it's only a short distance away from catching up with Brother Ding."

Zhang Xiaofan moved in a hurry, his hand almost bumped into Ding Yin's lips, Ding Yin quickly blocked him, while sweeping away the sawdust falling on his body with one hand, he dragged Zhang Xiaofan into the house: "Don't worry, we will definitely catch up, our little girl With such long legs, one must not be short."

Zhang Xiaofan's cheeks burned all of a sudden, he was silently dragged into the room by Ding Yin, afraid that the other party would see him blushing, so he went to the table first to set the food brought.

Ding Yin was not in a hurry to help him with the bowls and chopsticks, but walked to the stove, and put some rolled noodles into the hot water that was boiling on the fire.

Zhang Xiaofan called him, and held up the box in his hand: "Brother Ding, I brought rice, do you want to cook noodles?"

Ding Yin looked up at him and reminded, "Shouldn't you have a bowl of longevity noodles on your birthday?"

This piece of Xiaofan really forgot, and he didn’t think about it when he was making noodles for his senior sister. At this moment, he couldn’t help but feel a little warmth in his heart: “I haven’t had a birthday since I went up the mountain, and I almost don’t remember... I used to have a meal. A bowl of longevity noodles."

Hearing the faint sorrow in his voice, Ding Yin raised the corners of his mouth slightly, and thoughtfully said: "Substitute tea for wine later, and worship your parents."

Zhang Xiaofan let out a "hmm", and rubbed his hands gently on his neckline, apparently in a daze, until Ding Yin put the noodles in front of him before he came back to his senses, and ate a whole bowl warmly.

I don't know when the sky darkened, covering the moonlight, and the wind was a bit strong. After dinner, Zhang Xiaofan squatted by the stream, put a few temporary river lanterns, and watched the faint light drifting away along the stream , Not for a while, but another one floated by.

He subconsciously raised his head to look at Ding Yin who was standing next to him, the latter's eyes reflected the light of the river lamp, his expression was light, Zhang Xiaofan smiled silently, turned around, closed his eyes, and let the people he saw The souls of the dead prayed.

Ding Yin didn't bother him, saw Zhang Xiaofan move his body and said: "I'm afraid it will snow again tonight, do you want to keep your sky lantern?"

Zhang Xiaofan rubbed his knees and stood up: "Of course I have to put it, I'll get it." Then he ran to the bamboo hut, walked back after a while, and the extra half-person-high sky lantern in his hand was already lit , turning Zhang Xiaofan into a light blue firefly.

The firefly gradually approached him, which made Ding Yin puzzled, he looked at Zhang Xiaofan: "Did you forget something? Didn't you take out all the pen and ink?"

Zhang Xiaofan held up the empty warm yellow sky lantern in his hand, with a calm face: "You don't need to write anything, it's fine like this."

Ding Yin was startled, and the latter slowly approached the river bank, his face brightened faintly: "There is no red soul stone, not the Son of Six Stars, not Ding Dali, Ding Yin, or Ding Yin..."

If one day in the future, the red soul stone is completely refined, it will no longer become a disaster. I hope that when the seal dissipates, no one will know about it. Even if they know, they will not make any decisions because of it.

The sky lantern slowly rises up to the sky, becoming the only warm light in the dark night, the sparkling stream reflects the light, Zhang Xiaofan's hairband flutters slightly, he turns around with warm eyes: "My wish is this lamp."

Ding Yin looked at Zhang Xiaofan who was standing in front of a wave of light and shadow, and said in a weak voice, "I don't mind what happened that day."

Zhang Xiaofan blinked his eyes knowingly: "I know Brother Ding doesn't mind." Then he took another step towards Ding Yin, "Besides, Xiaofan wants to give you something."

He raised his hand and wrapped it around his neck, untied a braided red rope, walked up to Ding Yin and said softly: "When I was in Caomiao Village, there were not many belongings in the family, and other children would hang copper locks. Made this up for me, other than that, I don’t have anything else I always carry with me... I’ll tie it up for Brother Ding, okay?”

Ding Yin looked at the red rope in his hand, smiled lightly and said, "...You, give me the red rope?"

Zhang Xiaofan felt a little uneasy when he laughed: "...what's the matter?"

Ding Yin saw his questioning face, couldn't help but smiled to himself, gathered the hair behind him, approached Zhang Xiaofan and said: "It's nothing, I'll take it, you can tie it for me."

Seeing him approaching, Zhang Xiaofan thought his hands were still warm at the moment, he was afraid that when the ice fell on him, he had no choice but to press down even if he had doubts, wrapped his hands around the opponent's neck, then raised his toes slightly, and leaned over See if you are fastened.

The red rope was attached to Ding Yin's neck, still carrying Zhang Xiaofan's body temperature, soft and warm.

Ding Yin held his hair with one hand, Zhang Xiaofan's chin rested on his shoulder, making him suddenly want to hug him, so he really put the other hand on Xiaofan's back, and whispered softly at the other side After saying "It's tied", the hand that let down the hair also wrapped around the other's shoulder.

"Xiaofan..."

"Your wish is too great."

"I'll help you shrink it down a bit, and I'll treat it as if this wish has come true."

TBC.

☆, final chapter

1.

Separation has never been unavoidable.

Zhang Xiaofan is now 16 years old, less than four years ago, in a few days in a row, he had no choice but to experience two partings.

He still remembers the last conversation with his mother. On that day, as usual, his mother told him not to be playful and go back early, but he hurried away without even having time to look back at his mother. It is the yearning day and night in the past few years.

He also remembered that after the tragedy in Caomiao Village, he and Jing Yu sat together on the stone steps outside a certain house in Qingyun Mountain, wondering "what should we do in the future?" In the past, when he woke up again, he was already in a different peak, and no one could speak of the pain of bereavement in the village. Even if his brothers and sisters deliberately distracted him, he still couldn't stop the silence in the dead of night.

Zhang Xiaofan doesn't like separation at all.

And Ding Yin knew him very well, when he used the excuse that there were too many things to prepare before the New Year's Eve, Ding Yin told him that he didn't need to go to Houshan that day.

Zhang Xiaofan really didn't have much time to pass.

The master and his wife showed great grace, and on New Year's Eve, they only allowed the disciples to practice in the Taiji Cave for half a day, so at the end of the day, the senior brothers, together with Tian Linger, all gathered in the kitchen to help Xiaofan.As a result, when sieving the noodles, I don’t know who poured the flour too quickly, and the fifth senior brother who was in charge of sifting the noodles sneezed loudly, so the fourth senior brother who was sitting on the side washing the vegetables became a real "bad noodle niche" and attracted everyone. After laughing loudly, the fourth senior brother looked calm, and slowly arranged the celery in the water basin into a handful, then jumped up and went around the stove to settle accounts with the fifth child, Tian Linger quickly dragged Zhang Xiaofan away to avoid the disaster of the fish in the pool, and was afraid that it would not be lively enough As if fanning the flames from the side: "Fourth senior brother, fifth senior brother sneezed because of second senior brother, don't let him go!"

Someone yelled, "Who let the second child into the kitchen?" Then the spearheads became unanimous, and several people chased back and forth and ran to the yard. None of them looked like Qingyun sect disciples who had practiced for decades, but seemed to be in the countryside. A few older children who are used to playing around.

Zhang Xiaofan watched those people chasing and making a fuss, couldn't help but also smiled, Tian Linger stood aside with her hips akimbo: "Xiaofan, don't let them go, say they are here to help , look, you've made a mess all over the house."

Zhang Xiaofan looked back at the mess in the room, fell silent for a while, raised his chin slightly and said, "Anyway, what time to eat at night depends on when the brothers finish their work."

Tian Ling'er opened her chin, walked out quickly, and said to the others with a bit of her mother's demeanor: "Okay! Do you want to eat tonight? Hurry up and wash the vegetables, choose vegetables, chop vegetables, and boil the vegetables, and waste the waste on the ground. The flour has been swept, and it’s time to knead the dough. Hurry up to knead the dough. There’s so much food to prepare, do you just watch Xiaofan make it all by himself? Second senior brother, you! Don’t go into the kitchen, come with me to hang some new lanterns and window grilles Alright. Let my father hear you making such a noise again, be careful that he starts training one by one."

Mentioning Tian Buyi, everyone became honest at once, and the group of Arhats quickly separated, pushing and shoving back into the kitchen to help Xiaofan clean up the mess.

After Tian Linger finished shouting, she stood at the door and quietly looked at Zhang Xiaofan who was talking to the big brother.

She suddenly felt that her little junior seemed to have changed.

When I first went up the mountain, the little junior who was taciturn and never said no to anyone's entrustment, seeing his father like a mouse seeing a cat, is now a head taller than her, although he still has a sullen temper, But it seems that his eyes are brighter, his back is more straight, and he can say a few small threats.

Although she was always practicing in Taiji Cave during this time, she only discovered this change in Xiaofan, but she still felt happy.

She used to feel that her father treated Xiaofan like that was unfair, but fortunately, those things have passed, and now Xiaofan's practice is step by step, maybe one day he can go to the Tai Chi Cave to practice together like the big guy, the morning passes, and the evening Come back, everyone will prepare dinner together like this, talking and laughing, and having fun with Lele.

The second child, Wu Dayi, looked at the joy on Tian Linger's face, raised his hand and waved it in front of her eyes, Tian Linger stopped thinking about it, and turned around briskly: "Second senior brother, it's always fine for you to climb high and hang the lanterns. Bar?"

2.

Halfway through the dinner, Tian Buyi and Suru left the table, one reason is to make room for the juniors to let them be freer, and the other reason is because the time to do things is approaching.

The two walked into the west chamber, they didn't need to go to the back mountain, Ding Yin was already sitting in front of the stone table in the yard, he stood up when he saw the two of them approaching, unexpectedly asked: "Is Madam Tian going with you too?"

Suru shook her head: "Suru just came to say goodbye to Daoist Ding."

Ding Yin bowed his head: "I have troubled Dazhufeng for a long time, and I am very grateful to the two of you for taking care of me."

Tian Buyi took a look at the sky, said no more: "The time is coming, Taoist priest, please." Then he sacrificed the fairy sword, and the two of them rode together, and rushed all the way to Tongtian Peak.

Standing on the sword, Ding Yin saw the bright light of the Shoujing Hall, and vaguely saw the figure at the door, so he turned his gaze away and stopped looking around.

A golden light flashed across the air, like a shooting star, Zhang Xiaofan's seat was close to the door, seeing Suru and Tian Buyi going out one after another, he gradually couldn't sit still, so he wanted to follow quietly, but he didn't think about stepping forward Going out of the house, a light and shadow from the west wing has passed over the head.

The sun was dark and there was no moon, and the elongated golden light was particularly conspicuous, as if a crack had been cut in the black silk.

The people in the room were racking their brains to guess the riddle given by the fourth senior brother, Zhang Xiaofan stood at the door, no one noticed his strange behavior, until Suru who came back from the west wing called him, Zhang Xiaofan hurriedly said to his wife After saluting, he sat back in the room in a panic.

Tian Linger didn't guess He Dazhi's puzzle, she looked depressed, turned around, saw Xiaofan's gloomy expression, raised her hand and patted his shoulder: "Xiaofan? What's wrong with you?"

Zhang Xiaofan shook his head, feeling depressed, even the bustle in the room was particularly glaring, but he didn't want to spoil everyone's interest, so he laughed: "Those sky lanterns that everyone made...are still in my room, Sister, you sit down, I'll go get it."

Seeing him stand up, Tian Ling'er also set off and said, "I'll help you, there are several, you can't take them yourself, right?"

Zhang Xiaofan hastily held her down: "No need, I can do it, just go by myself." He didn't say any more, and ran out.

The courtyard in the west wing was empty and quiet, everyone gathered in the main hall, even Xiaohui and Dahuang ate happily there, Zhang Xiaofan couldn't hear those laughters, and his feet lost strength all of a sudden, so he had to lean against the arch He was gasping for breath.

Say goodbye or not... Those who should leave will leave. He didn't have the opportunity to say goodbye the first two times. Why did he choose not to say goodbye when he had the opportunity this time?

Why would someone go to refine the Red Soul Stone... If there is no such stone, what would the Son of Six Stars matter?I would rather never meet him, and I don't want to see him have no other choice except the seal of eternal life and eternal life and death...

The ice is so cold, so quiet, and so long, why should this be the fate of the son of six stars?Why should everyone force him to bear the fate they thought...

A red rope that I have worn since I was a child, can't...can't lock anything...

Zhang Xiaofan breathed out the stuffy air in his chest, let it mist and dissipate, he stood up straight with the door frame, walked heavily to the front of his room, raised his hand and pushed the door open.

3.

The back mountain of Tongtian Peak is not as open as the back mountain of Big Bamboo Peak, perhaps because the terrain is on the higher side, even the scenery is a bit sharper.

Tian Buyi led Ding Yin through several winding paths, looked straight ahead and said, "The Yunqingjian here has strong aura, and the terrain is steep. Few people go there. It will be a quiet place."

Ding Yin looked calm, and even had the heart to tease: "Isn't the place where I want to stay the quietest?"

Tian Buyi heard this, and subconsciously shifted his gaze to Ding Yin's shadow reflected by the lights on the ground: "Daoist Master Ding, has there been a slight change in his mind?"

Ding Yin stretched his neck slightly, and lazily said: "When I was young, I didn't know the heights of the sky and the earth, and falsely said that the red soul stone made me crazy for a lifetime, and I wanted to return it to the world. In the end, I cared about deceiving me, caring about my betrayal. I, wake up now, the world is still divided between good and evil, the killings have not stopped, and people are still the same as they were thousands of years ago. Tian Shouzuo don’t have to worry, what he said that day, my heart has not changed, I will not resist the seal, and I have no intention Let's kill."

The sound of the water in the Yunqing Stream approached, but Tian Buyi stopped and turned around, looked at Ding Yin and said, "Daoist Master Ding really thinks that the distinction between the Devil's Cult and the Righteous Way is meaningless?"

Ding Yin chuckled: "If I really think so, will I still decide to come here with Tian Shouzuo?"

Tian Buyi was silent for a while, and sighed as he walked forward: "A few months ago, Tian and his wife had some exchanges with Daoist Ding, and now Daoist is still saying that, time has changed, people have not changed. Daoist said Qingyun The door is no different from other places. Tian is now over [-] years old and is the first seat of the seven generations of my Dazhufeng. To be honest, what I have seen and heard is exactly what Daoist Ding said. Tian cares about the reputation of Dazhufeng. There is always something to live for. But... people can’t just live for the reason. It’s the fortune of Dazhufeng for the disciple to be successful, and it’s also common for the disciple to be mediocre. In this way, the Taoist priest can let it go.”

There was a hint of warmth in Ding Yin's eyes: "The disciples on Dazhu Peak are all disciples of Tian Shouzuo, so Ding has nothing to worry about."

The two walked through another small path, and the eyes opened up. The sound of the water between the high cliffs was rumbling, and the water mist filled the air.The head master, the head of Longshou Peak, and the head of Fenghui Peak are already waiting at their respective formations.Tian Buyi nodded slightly to Ding Yin, then walked to the west.Liu Dingyin entered the formation center alone.

The pool under the waterfall was washed into a funnel shape, and the rocks at the bottom of the pool could still be seen on the shore. When Ding Yin approached the center of the pool step by step, the water mist was misty, and the feet were already thick black.

Ding Yin didn't deliberately listen to the mantra chanted by the four people. The sound of the waterfall washing over the rocks was clear and crisp, which reminded him suddenly of Mount Shu and the peach grove where swords were practiced in the old days.Then a light blue incantation appeared under his feet, and the yin-yang and taiji diagram took shape little by little, and the falling flowers all over the mountain suddenly turned into complete silence, emptiness and darkness.

In the darkness of nothingness, Ding Yin felt that he saw a light.

The young man stood in the darkness of nothingness, with warm light shining around his feet, and a sky lantern rising behind his back, with a gentle and firm expression.

So he suddenly wanted to make a wish, wishing that he didn't take the black stick, it wouldn't be a wrong choice.

No, it won't be.

If it is brought here to be sealed together, if the blood refining thing reacts to its owner, it will be Zhang Xiaofan's harm.

Now... Tian Buyi will no longer be dissatisfied with Xiaofan's qualifications, even if the iron rod is really regarded as an evil by Qing Yunmen in the future, and there will be doubts about its owner, Tian Buyi is still objective to himself, and to his disciples Disciples who get along with each other for a long time will definitely protect each other with all their strength.

So... then there is nothing to worry about...

4.

When Zhang Xiaofan pushed open the door, a burst of warmth came to his face, which made his nose a little sour.

He looked at the charcoal basin in the house, and when he glanced over, he noticed something. The hand holding the door frame unconsciously tightened slightly. He pursed his lower lip, walked in slowly, and closed the door behind his back.

The bed on the left side of the room has been occupied by a monkey and a dog for a long time, except for a mattress that has been laid out, there are no other supplies. The bed is still unchanged, except for the place close to it, on the wall near the door. A brand new low couch was added under the window, on which familiar bedding was already spread.

The charcoal fire made the whole room very warm, Zhang Xiaofan's nose gradually became less sore, and he could vaguely smell the faint scent of bamboo between the bedding on the low couch.

—— "Xiaofan, your wish is too big. I'll help you shrink it down a bit, and it will be treated as this wish has come true."

He wishes Ding Yin to be like a lamp that does not need to be written in advance, will not be pre-determined, and will not be told when communicating with everyone, "You are the son of six stars, so what should be done", but Ding Yin embraces tenderly. Looking at him, she whispered in his ear: "I don't care about the ostentatious people in the world, as long as the person who puts the lamp sees me like this, as long as there is one person like this, I will be satisfied."

"In addition... I also have a wish, I want to borrow your lamp and luck."

Zhang Xiaofan blinked his eyes, stepped back a little, and waited patiently for Ding Yin to continue.

The latter pressed his shoulder, and said seriously and slowly: "Zhang Xiaofan, a disciple of Qingyun Sect, a junior brother on Dazhu Peak, and an orphan in Caomiao Village, are all you, and don't need to be all you. My wish is also that lamp. lamp."

Zhang Xiaofan was lying on the side of the couch, with a faint smile in his eyes, his whole body turned his back to the table, so he didn't notice that the part connected with blood on the black iron rod standing by the table was slightly glowing. There was a red light, and the whole iron rod shook slightly as he was thinking, as if he had just woken up after sleeping for a long time.

He sighed softly, and was about to get up, when Tian Linger called him from outside the house, he quickly opened the door, and saw that the senior brothers had come, obviously he was a little bit concerned that he hadn't returned to the front hall after so long miss.

Tian Ling'er took the square sky lantern that Xiaofan taught her to make, turned around and saw something extra in the room: "Huh? Xiaofan, there aren't any during the day, right?"

Zhang Xiaofan nodded; "Brother Ding did a good job and sent it over."

Song Daren heard him mention that person, took a step closer and said: "Senior Ding...Although he is used to living alone, it's too late to invite him now, do you want us to send some things over there?"

Zhang Xiaofan shook his head, said softly: "No need, he has already left Big Bamboo Peak."

Tian Linger knew that he was close to Ding Yin, recalled Xiaofan's ecstasy when he was in the front hall, and looked at him worriedly: "Did you leave today? You have been busy all day, and you haven't gone yet..."

Zhang Xiaofan smiled: "It's okay, I already said goodbye to him."

Tian Linger wanted to ask again, but Zhang Xiaofan helped her hold the sky lantern, and went out of the house first: "Let's go, let's put the lantern off."

Zhang Xiaofan behaved like this, the others didn't want him to think about parting again, so they quickly changed the topic of the little junior sister, and a group of eight people went to the open space in front of the Shoujing Hall lively.

The door of the room was closed again, and the fire stick was leaning against the table. The red light on the stick had already quietly faded away, returning to its original black color, waiting for the next light.

"Legend" Fin.