"There are trees in the mountains, but the trees have branches, and my heart is happy for you, but you don't know it..."
When the last sound of the piano ended with this poem, Jiang Jian crawled on the wine table and burst into tears.
And the loneliness in Long Yu's heart became even heavier.
Amidst the applause, it was time for the Yuexia Banquet to close.
Baicang City is not like Lingyi City. Baicang is located at the front of the entire human-monster border city. This naturally determines that the entire city will have different regulations.
Just when Long Yu wanted to take Jiang Jian away, a singer from the Yuexia Banquet walked up to the two of them.
"Sir, the master of our moon banquet invites you two to the top floor as guests."
"This..." Long Yu didn't know how to answer.
"Brother Long, why don't you go? I'll take you to meet him!" Jiang Jian didn't even bother to wipe his tears, and pulled Long Yu to the top floor.
Seeing this, Long Yu had no choice but to follow.
Long Yu walked through a door and stepped into the dreamlike pavilion.
The ground floor of the restaurant is full of gorgeous carvings, red gold decorations, and bright candlelight illuminating every inch of the space picturesquely. And when he took the golden nanmu stairs and slowly ascended to the top floor, a strange feeling came to his heart.
The scene on the top floor is in sharp contrast to the luxury below. There are no splendid decorations, no bright candlelight, only simple tents, simple tables and chairs. This extremely simple decoration highlights the tranquility and loftiness of the top floor.
Such a scene reminded Long Yu of Ye Shaoqiu's cave in the past. Long Yu couldn't help but feel a deep sense of loneliness in his heart, as if he was the only one left in the world.
At this time, Zhang Bainian, the son of Yuexiayan, walked out of a small door, but he still wore the silver mask, so that no one could see his true face. His eyes lightly passed over Long Yu and Jiang Jian, like a passerby and a returnee. His eyes were full of deep melancholy, but there was also an indescribable determination. This kind of determination made Long Yu feel deeply shocked.
In this fairy world, everyone has their own story, their own pain, and their own happiness. And Zhang Bainian, this melancholic young man, his story, his pain, and his happiness are all hidden behind that silver mask.
This made many girls want to know him even more and get closer to him. However, Zhang Bainian always maintained an unfathomable distance that many monks could not reach.
When they met Long Yu for the first time, the two of them looked at each other without saying a word and looked at each other.
After half a stick of incense had passed, Zhang Boyan suddenly spoke: "The young master must be the young hero Mr. Long whom Bai Cang's guard announced just now."
Long Yu couldn't help but wonder: "You and I have never met each other, and they didn't show me my appearance. How did you know?"
"Because I feel that Mr. Long, you are the one who can sing in the strong wind and is not afraid of the ice, snow and frost. You want to go up to the blue sky to embrace the sun and moon, pour over the East China Sea, and wash away the vast universe." As he spoke, Zhang Bainian had already invited Long Yu to take a seat.
But Jiang Jian had already crawled next to him and slept.
Long Yu didn't answer, and Zhang Bainian obviously didn't finish speaking.
"I can see that you are lonely, but this loneliness is very complicated. You have killed people, and there are many of them. But you are not killing people just for the sake of killing. Your way is just like your loneliness. Is it because of your Tao that you are lonely? Or, because of your loneliness, you have your Tao..."
"I don't know either. Please give me some advice, Mr. Zhang." Long Yu felt that the other person's words seemed to arouse his sense of a certain Tao, but it was not strong.
"Then I'll tell you the truth." Zhang Bainian poured two glasses of wine for Long Yu and himself, "You long for a destination, but you also want to go far away; but if you have a destination, you will still go far away, right?"
Zhang Bainian's words were like the light of a firefly, making Long Yu seem to see light in the darkness. Long Yu felt that his path seemed to be there.
"Master Long, since it's hard to make a choice, why do you have to choose? Why do you have to worry so much? Just do what you want to do the most. Isn't that what a swordsman should do?"
Long Yu saw that the chain in the darkness was the energy of the sword!
The Yin-Yang Divine Code began to flip again. Long Yu's Yin-Yang spiritual energy returned to Dantian from all parts of the body, while ordinary spiritual energy came out of Dantian and quickly flowed throughout the body along the meridians.
And that is, ordinary spiritual power resonates with the way of swordsmanship at this moment!
But soon, this echo of Tao ended, and the flipping of the Yin and Yang Divine Code gradually stopped. Long Yu felt that something was still missing in his heart.
Zhang Bainian also felt that Long Yu's breath changed greatly in an instant, but then recovered quickly, which made Zhang Bainian curious.
Long Yu came back to his senses, waved his hand, indicating that it was nothing, and asked, "I wonder why Mr. Zhang opens a restaurant?"
"Me? First of all, I am a person who is attached to my hometown. When the news of my hometown is gone, I feel a hundred lovesicknesses. When does my heart break? I can't go back. Naturally, I feel uncomfortable. Wine can be intoxicating."
"Secondly, the one I love cannot be in my arms. When the world is endless, there is only endless love. I can't be with her. It's hard to let go. Wine can deceive people."
"As for these three, it's because I like to listen to stories. There are so many close friends in the world. As long as I listen more, we will naturally meet them."
Although Long Yu couldn't understand everything, he could still feel the pain of Zhang Bainian in front of him: "I wonder where your hometown is, why can't the person you miss be with you?"
"The hometown I come from is called Earth. You must not know it. As for the person I like, hahaha, I'm not afraid of Young Master Long's jokes. She is Ouyang Baixue, the third daughter of City Lord Ouyang."
...
When Long Yu opened his eyes again, Long Yu felt dizzy and stood up slightly, only to feel that he touched something soft. Long Yu instinctively squeezed hard, and the next moment Canyue and Baili Xingyu felt pain coming from their chests. They opened their eyes slightly and looked down. They were stunned at first, and then shouted: "Ah!"
The sharp sound made Long Yu wake up immediately. He immediately stopped his hand to draw his sword. After taking a closer look, he realized that the thinly dressed Zangyue and Baili Xingyu were lying next to him. The two looked at Long Yu with eyes filled with tears. Clear shame and anger!
Almost at the same time, they kicked Long Yu down!
The two of them were close together, covering their chests with one hand, and pulling the quilt to cover themselves with the other hand. They bit their red lips with their white teeth, and tears rolled down their faces.
"What...what's going on!" Long Yu seemed to understand something. He sat on the ground, lost in thought, and gradually recalled what happened last night:
Long Yu and Zhang Bainian chatted for a long time and drank a lot of wine, but the alcohol did not dissipate. However, Long Yu was a physical practitioner after all, and the alcohol did not increase immediately.
The drunkenness didn't kick in until Long Yu was on his way back to Bai Cang Inn. In the half-drunk state, Long Yu's afterimage skills improved unknowingly, coupled with the increased toughness and speed of physical training, plus the waning moon and After Baili Xingyu knew that the Xingyue layer would not be in danger, he also lowered his guard and fell asleep.
After Long Yu came back drunk, he lay down between the two of them in a daze, leading to the scene this morning.
"No, listen to me, I..." Long Yugang wanted to explain all this.
Cangyue burst out crying: "Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu,.<br/”
Baili Xingyu also picked up the Bailuo Gufeng Sword lying aside and stared at Long Yu with red eyes.
In this way, Long Yu, who was indistinguishable from each other, felt that the two people were gradually becoming murderous, and after remembering what Xuan Ziyuan told him: "Don't conflict with women when they are angry," he "escaped" in a flash. Exited Bai Cang Inn.
The understanding of Canyue and Baili Xingyu is very simple: Long Yu took advantage of the two of them to sleep and did something evil...
The ancient city of Baicang shines brightly in the sunshine. The towering city wall is like a giant dragon entrenched here, guarding the tranquility of the city. On the city wall, there is a watchtower every five feet, and the people in the tower monitor the movements outside the city day and night. At the city gate, two immortal elders were guarding the city. Their expressions were solemn and their eyes were calm, as if they could see into every detail and see through people's hearts with just one glance.
The streets in the city are wide and clean, lined with shops and crowded with people. The immortals dressed in simple clothes were flying through the streets with flying swords, forming a beautiful scenery. All kinds of rare treasures fill the shelves, shining brightly and making it dizzying. The sounds of hawking, laughter, and debate intertwined to form a beautiful symphony.
Long Yu is not in the mood to appreciate all this now, but is deeply trapped in self-doubt and troubled emotions. He sat there, thinking of the waning moon and Baili Xingyu, and the guilt and apology in his heart surged like boiling lava. That is to say, after this time, Long Yu rarely drank without losing his strength.
Now every monk passing by could see the deep pain on Long Yu's face and the bottomless regret in his eyes.
Long Yu's hands were clenched, his knuckles turned white, and his brows were furrowed, just like his mood at the moment, heavy and unable to relax. He hesitated to speak, as if he was looking for a word to rescue himself from this predicament, but he didn't know how to speak.
Long Yu's heart was full of contradictions, because Long Yu clearly remembered that Ye Shaoqiu had taught him before his death that he should not have physical intimacy with female monks or have interactions that crossed the line. If he did, he would be responsible.
Long Yu wanted to explain to the two that he didn't do it on purpose and that his behavior was just an honest mistake.
But at the same time, Long Yu suddenly felt that his explanation was so weak and could not erase the hurt they had suffered. This helplessness and frustration made Long Yu feel extremely sad.
Long Yu knew what he had to do to make up for his mistake. But he didn't know what to do to make them truly feel sorry for him. He needed to prove to them that he was a trustworthy person and that his actions were not motivated by malicious intent. This complex emotion made him feel extremely confused and exhausted.
At this moment, Long Yu felt unprecedentedly lonely and helpless. He hopes someone can understand him, accept his apology, and give him a chance to make up for his mistakes.
But Long Yu also knew that all this takes time, patience, and sincerity. He sighed deeply: "Is it possible that I can only marry her twice?"
