The long love of the ancient sword

After nearly three months of cultivation in the Qingyu Altar, everyone's spirits and spirits are in the best condition, and they all understand Baili Tusu's state of mind, so under the hard work of several people on the road, in just two days The scenery then came to southern Xinjiang.

Facing the entrance of their hometown, which was so close in front of them, Baili Tusu and Chu Changyi suddenly hesitated.

Wumeng Linggu, which has been away for nearly ten years, has disappeared around the narrow entrance connected to the outside world. The traces of being burned by the enemy and soaked in the blood of the clansmen have disappeared; The stones on the road are engraved with traces of natural years of pondering...

Not the same.

Baili Tusu looked up at the towering cliff at the entrance, and slowly closed his eyes to hide the nostalgia and memories that seemed to overflow from his eyes.

Chu Changyi's white palm gently caressed the overgrown rocks and soil, as if she and Baili Tusu were still the two boys and girls who bid farewell to their hometown with red eyes and were anxious about tomorrow's blessings and misfortunes.

Facing the two people who were silent at the same time, the companions who were traveling with them stood not far away very considerately, silently waiting for their calm down.

In the end, it was Chu Changyi who recovered first.

"Tu Su, we're going home."

She walked behind the boy, tiptoed and whispered in his ear.She found that after living in the Green Jade Altar for a few days, the boy's height has grown a lot higher than before.

Baili Tusu took a deep breath and opened his eyes, turned to look at Chu Changyi who was a foot away from him, and nodded silently after seeing the expression of worry flickering in her eyes.

boom!Boom!

Under Baili Tusu and Chu Changyi's casting of a flying rock technique and a fire-flame technique, the narrow canyon entrance, which took them a lot of effort to block back then, was closed without any suspense after a few loud noises. Cleaned it up.

When the dust caused by the explosion settled, a narrow path appeared in front of everyone.

After Chu Changyi used the wind spell as a guide to draw out the filth accumulated in the valley that had been closed for many years, she and Baili Tusu walked into this path first.

Stepping on the road overgrown with weeds and gravel, Baili Tusu couldn't help recalling that it was the same path when he left the valley that year.Although the invasion of foreign enemies caused turmoil and bloodshed in the valley, and there are many weapons abandoned by the owner on this narrow path, at least the soil on the road is still smooth—this is the result of frequent cleaning by the hardworking people—even though Most of them can only go out of the valley once in their lifetime...

But now, just the unrecognizable appearance of the road under his feet is enough to prove that things are different from time to time...

The trail into the valley was not long, and soon they arrived at the official entrance of the Wumeng Lingu ethnic village.

A deserted and ruined village unfolded in front of them.

"This place..." Feng Qingxue looked around.

"This is the hometown of Tu Su and me...Unfortunately...it has been destroyed..."

Chu Changyi said lightly, looking at a dilapidated house in the distance, showing deep nostalgia.

"It used to be... a very beautiful village. Ever since Chang Yi and Master went to Kunlun Mountain with Master, we have never been back."

Baili Tusu's voice was also full of nostalgia.

It's a pity that the thoughts of the siblings, full of memories, were quickly interrupted by a certain scholar.

"Wow! Over there is..."

Fang Lansheng pointed to a huge stone statue in the distance with one hand, and yelled loudly to attract everyone's attention.

But instead of giving him an answer, what happened next made him scratch his head even more confused.

"You are..."

Behind them, Chu Changyi, Baili Tusu and Feng Qingxue took a step forward, respectfully saluting the huge stone statue standing in the distance.However, even though the three saluted together, it could still be seen that among them, Baili Tusu's movements were the most standard and pious.

"The family has believed in the great God Nuwa for generations, so this giant statue was erected on the mountain wall for people to worship."

"Well, we have them there too."

Following Chu Changyi's explanation, Feng Qingxue agreed in surprise.

Baili Tusu looked at the stone statue of Nuwa silently, and the scenes of getting along with his mother when he was a child quickly emerged from his mind.

"Not only that," Chu Changyi glanced at his younger brother who didn't belong and Fang Lansheng who was still a little confused, "Tu Su is also recognized by the clan as the next great witch Zhu."

And the conflict between him and Han Xining, the great witch Zhu's mother at that time also came from this: Han Yunxi enjoyed the glory of being loved and cared by the tribe when he was young, but because of this, he lost the warm communication between mother and child, and lost the "Han Yunxi" in the hearts of the tribe. The independent existence of the name is equated with the next great witch Zhu.

Perhaps the reason why Han Yunxi gets along so well with her and Chu Chan is that apart from being childhood sweethearts who grew up together, another important reason is that in the eyes of their sisters, he is just a boy named 'Han Yunxi' son...

Thinking of this, Chu Changyi sighed with emotion as he saw that the boy in the past was now a vigorous and upright figure.

and……

Thinking of Feng Qingxue's words, she couldn't help but sigh again: that big girl's background is also very intriguing...

Chu Changyi didn't know if it was the tacit understanding between the siblings, but Baili Tusu, who seemed to have finished his memory from looking at the Nuwa stone statue, turned to face Feng Qingxue.

"Qingxue's hometown..."

"Susu, your sword...does it really have something to do with the seal of Empress Nuwa..."

"seal?"

Fang Lansheng scratched his head and tried to remember something: "So you are both from southern Xinjiang... plus Xiangling... I heard from my elder sister before that the gods worshiped in different places are different. In the Central Plains is the Emperor Fuxi. There are many places in southern Xinjiang where the emperor Nuwa is, and in the northwest there is also a place dedicated to the god of fire, Zhurong. I never expected to see such a big stone statue when I came back for the first time!"

"No... I don't live here." Feng Qingxue shook her head and denied.

"Of course, Southern Xinjiang is so big, and it didn't say that you were in the same village."

Fang Lansheng's children's shoes came to a conclusion quite arbitrarily.

Feng Qingxue blinked her eyes and stopped talking.

On the other hand, Xiangling little fox has been looking around since he entered the valley, always feeling that everything around him seems to be similar...

"Let's go, go to the entrance of the Bingyan Cave at the foot of the stone statue. I will hide my mother...in the cold ice of the mountainside."

Baili Tusu was anxious about the resurrection of his mother Han Xining. Although he was as curious about Feng Qingxue's origin as she knew about Fen Ji's origin, he temporarily suppressed the doubts in his heart and prepared to go to the ice place where his mother's body was buried immediately. where it is sealed.

"Wait!" Chu Changyi held him back, and explained to the young man's puzzled eyes, "If we are blessed by God and Master Wu Zhu comes back from the dead, are you going to put her here hastily and let her cultivate? "

After finishing speaking, she gestured around the dilapidated and desolate village.

"What Chang Yi said was that I was negligent."

Baili Tusu followed Chang Yi's gaze and scanned the surroundings, then nodded in annoyance.

"I'll go now."

Saying so, the boy who used to be calm in the past turned frizzily to the opposite direction of Bingyan Cave - where he and his mother lived.

Because of this, he did not see the hesitation, contradiction and struggle that could not be concealed on the expression of Chu Changyi, who watched him leave in a hurry.

"Miss Chu, you..."

But Hongyu, who has always been careful, was at the side, and she could clearly see Chu Changyi's expression at this time.

"nothing."

Chu Changyi regained his composure, put away all his thoughts and smiled at Hongyu to appease him, then followed Baili Tusu's footsteps and left.It's just that she didn't know that her smile just now seemed to ooze a little bit of bitterness in the careful eyes of the other party...

Looking at the back of the girl leaving in front of her, there was an obvious trace of worry on her brows, and then it was related to Baili Tusu's obsession with resurrecting her mother... The eyes of the red-clothed sword spirit who has experienced the world's training flashed as if he understood the reason, and then He shook his head slightly and let out a helpless sigh.

"I said Wooden Face threw us here and didn't revive him｜Mother, why is he so anxious!"

"You silly monkey..."

Being ignorant and ignorant is not a kind of happiness...

Hongyu sighed for their completely different minds, and at the same time, Feng Qingxue and Fang Lan gave birth to Xiangling and three simple little animals to Feng Qingxue who still didn't know why, explaining that Baili Tusu and Chu Changyi's whereabouts at this time was to revive their mother Then make preparations; while leading them to catch up with the figure of the pair of siblings...

After everyone left, Yin Qianshang, who was left alone, silently performed the same etiquette to the statue of Nuwa as the previous three.

Chu Changyi did not follow Baili Tusu to tidy up the residence belonging to the great witch Zhu of the clan with him.

Firstly, it is because that place belongs exclusively to Han Yunxi and Han Xining's mother and son, and holds the most precious memories between them; secondly, it is because...

Chu Changyi stood in the middle of the bedroom with Chu Chan back then.

The bed where the two sisters slept together was still placed as it was when they left. The clothes of her and Xiaochan were neatly stacked on the bedding of the bed, so that they could change and wash after studying or playing all day; On the bedside table belonging to the sisters on both sides, there are a few red tracings she used to practice calligraphy in the past, as well as Xiaochan's favorite bamboo dragonfly, colorful hair ropes, colorful pebbles and other little things that girls love...

The layout of the whole room is the same as before.

But now, all of this is covered with a thick layer of dust.

Even when she left that year, she and Tu Su tidied up the place so that it was not stained with a speck of dust.

Things are wrong.

Xiaochan, her cousin who had raised her for several years, and other clan members were killed by the enemy within a day. She fled here with Tu Su in order to survive.However, Tu Su was still obsessed with using the Yuheng incident to track down the whereabouts of the enemy and resurrect his mother.

And she...

She is worried about Tu Su's body and is willing to work hard for the living.But when it comes to blood relatives who have passed away, she will only cowardly escape...

Living, after all, is much more difficult than dying.

Once, she thought that she would not regret or feel uneasy, but today...

Chu Changyi gently picked up the bamboo dragonfly that belonged to Chu Chan, and carefully played with it on the palm of her hand regardless of the dust on it.

After a while, she put the little bamboo dragonfly back in place.

When Chu Changyi stepped out of the hut with the memories of the two sisters, all the previous conflicts and hesitation had disappeared from her expression without a trace.

The girl's black eyes, which were as clear as water, were astonishingly bright at that moment.

Like a burning flame.

The next day, outside the Bingyan Cave.

The friends who were traveling together watched Baili Tusu and Chu Changyi step into the Bingyan Cave.

"Sister Hongyu, do you think...is it really possible?" Feng Qingxue showed a rare look of anxiety on her face.

"I don't know either. I always feel that my heart is not at ease. I hope it's my heart."

"It would be great if Brother Tu Su's mother could come back to life, I really hope so."

Xiangling simply hoped.

In the ice cave.

Baili Tusu stood silently facing Han Xiuning's frozen body for a while, then took out the refined Xianzhi Shuhun Pill, ready to swallow it for her.

But his movements froze the moment he took out the Xianzhi Shuhun Pill.

"Long memory?!"

Baili Tusu watched in astonishment as Chu Changyi walked up from behind him and took the Xianzhi Shuhun Pill from his hand.

"sorry."

Chu Changyi seemed to say these three words casually, and the black eyes facing the young man were so calm that there was no wave.

Then she walked to a small corpse that was also frozen on the other side of the ice cave, under Baili Tusu's unbelievable eyes——

He fed the Xianzhi Shuhun Pill in his hand.

The author has something to say: work for 7 days in a row, you know...

The scenery in Wumengling Valley

Statue of Nuwa