The mountain roads of Dangyang Academy are somewhat deserted and full of loneliness.
The students of this term of the academy have not returned during Xiu Mu's vacation, so it is inevitable that they are a little deserted.
Fortunately, the snow on the mountain road gradually melted, and the mountaineering path was not too difficult. Liu Mingzhi carried the wine jar and tea leaves without using Qinggong, and walked steadily towards the top of the mountain step by step.
He used to hate the feeling of climbing mountains, it was too tiring.
Now Liu Mingzhi is enjoying the process of mountain climbing. At this moment, Liu Mingzhi realizes how many beautiful scenery he had ignored when he was studying.
The reason why the mountain roads of Dangyang Academy are so long and narrow may not be useful in tempering the minds of the students.
Liu Mingzhi had climbed more than half way up the mountain road when he heard the melodious and lonely sound of the flute at the mountain gate, full of killing intent. It was Liu Mingzhi's familiar song "Swordsman". Liu Mingzhi knew who the flute player was without having to guess.
There should be no one else except this little girl Wenren Yunshu!
Perhaps it is inappropriate to call Wenren Yunshu a little girl now. If you look carefully, Wenren Yunshu will be in his twenties this year.
It is said that she should have become the mother of several children long ago. Why she has not left the court yet and has been staying in Dangyang Academy with the old man Liu Mingzhi is unknown.
There is no way of knowing who Wen Ren Yunshu's parents are, Liu Mingzhi, it seems that they also went to Shu because of the affairs of the King of Shu back then!
"Sister Yun Shu, don't you feel tired from playing the flute every day?"
Young Master Liu climbed up to the mountain gate and the sound of the flute happened to end. Leaning on the mountain gate, Young Master Liu looked curiously at Wenren Yunshu, who stood proudly and independently on the rock.
Familiar light blue clothes, with a big red cloak embellished with white fox fur draped behind her.
The jasper makeup is as tall as a tree, and thousands of green silk threads hang down the willow waist!
He casually decorated the three thousand black hair with a jade hairpin. Looking at Wenren Yunshu's flowing hair, Young Master Liu suspected that this girl had secretly used Rejoice!
When Wenren Yunshu heard Young Master Liu's teasing voice, he put down the jade in his hand and smiled lightly, turning to look at Young Master Liu who was leaning on the mountain gate.
"How did you come?"
A frown and a smile that are indescribably charming!
Liu Mingzhi looked at Wenren Yunshu's beautiful figure. After seeing her for a while, this little girl became more and more charming!
Seeing Young Master Liu staring at him intently, Wenren Yunshu twisted a few times shyly.
"Why are you here? Are you here to pay homage to grandpa?"
"Huh? Yes!"
Young Master Liu laughed twice and withdrew his gaze. The old man's warning echoed in his ears, making a certain part of Young Master Liu feel slightly cold before he withdrew his thoughts.
"Miss Yun Shu, I am confused. You have been playing the flute here since the first night when I entered Dangyang Academy seven years ago. Now that I have returned to my hometown and you are still playing the flute here, what kind of energy are you playing? ? It’s been almost eight years, aren’t you tired?”
Wen Ren Yun Shuhao looked at Wanli Yunlong in the distance with some sadness: "You don't understand!"
"How can I understand if you don't tell me? You can't convey your longing for your sweetheart through the sound of the flute, right?"
Wenren Yunshu shook his head slightly, holding the jade flute and walking lightly towards Wenrenshe: "People who should come will naturally come, people who shouldn't come will never come, what am I waiting for? Sometimes I You all know it!”
Liu Mingzhi followed up with the wine jar: "It's a bit profound. Does it mean that you are waiting for someone who will never come?"
"So be it!"
"Who are you waiting for? Your sweetheart?"
"Yes and no, no, I don't know what to say!"
"How long have you been waiting?"
"fifteen years!"
"I'll go! You're in puppy love!"
"Um?"
Wenren Yunshu looked at Young Master Liu blankly, not understanding what this puppy love meant.
"Nothing, nothing, just think I'm talking nonsense. How is the old man's health?"
"Grandpa's health is not very good. He is getting worse every day as he gets older! He refuses to stop drinking. He says he would rather die drunk in a dream than live sober. I can't persuade him!"
"It's impossible. How could a person as optimistic as the old man be like you said?"
Liu Mingzhi looked at Wen Renshe in surprise. Could it be that the old man failed in love at dusk and was trapped by love and became addicted to alcohol?
"Old man, we're out to pick up the guests!"
"You little bastard, it's not a good idea to yell and scream as soon as you come here. You're going to die!"
Wen Renzheng's cursing voice came from the room, and then a black stone stool flew towards Liu Dashaoji with an overwhelming force!
Young Master Liu jumped to the side in fear. The stone bench hit the ground heavily, raising some snow and finally stopped.
Young Master Liu panted heavily and looked at Wenren Yunshu, who was also looking at the side in a daze. Is this because his health is getting worse day by day?
If it weren't for my quick reaction, the best outcome would have been to spend the rest of my life in a wheelchair!
Wenren Yunshu looked awkwardly at Liu Mingzhi, who was trembling with embarrassment. Grandpa's reaction today was indeed not what he said.
"Old man, what's wrong? Why are you so angry?"
Mr. Liu sighed and walked towards the house. Wenren Yunshu awkwardly followed him in!
"Master... son..."
Liu Mingzhi stared blankly at Wen Renzheng in front of him. His hair and beard were all white with no hint of black. At some point, Wen Renzheng's back became rickety.
He was holding an ordinary crutch in his hand like a dying old man. It should be said that he was a dying old man!
In the blink of an eye, Wen Renzheng has become eighty-five!
With a plop, Liu Mingzhi knelt on the ground: "This disciple is unfilial and failed to serve his master. Please punish him!"
"Get up, get up quickly!"
Although his back was rickety, Wen Renzheng's movements were not slow. He hurriedly helped Liu Mingzhi up and looked at Liu Mingzhi with his dim eyes, and laughed happily.
"A good tree has finally become something useful, and the teachings I taught you are not in vain!"
Liu Mingzhi nodded heavily and helped Wen Renzheng sit on the chair beside him.
"Without your sincere teachings, my mentor, I would not have achieved what I have achieved today. If it weren't for my mentor, who has always cared for me, my good wood would one day become rotten wood. My mentor, please accept my disciple's worship!" "
Wen Renzheng sat on the chair and nodded lightly without stopping Liu Mingzhi's movements!
Liu Mingzhi knelt on the ground and kowtowed solemnly a few times before standing up: "Old man, your body?"
"Alas... I have finally become a real octogenarian. Life is rare in the past seventy years. If an old man can survive to eighty-five years old, God has opened his eyes. He can bury half of this old man in the loess. I hope this old guy can still meet Zi Le and you two talented people in his lifetime, God has treated me well, God has treated me well!"
"Old man, don't say such depressing words. You are an innate master. You will definitely live a hundred years... bah bah bah... live two hundred years." of!"
"Haha...you, don't pick up nice words to comfort the old man. It doesn't matter if you are a congenital master. You can't resist the erosion of time. When you reach my age, you will understand that the end is approaching and you will have your own perception! "
"Old man, you drank too much and had fantasies. I brought your favorite tea. I'll make tea for you. Just wait for a while. It'll be fine in a while!"
Wen Renzheng stared deeply at the sky outside the door.
"Your wife has been gone for two years, and it's like it happened yesterday!"
Liu Mingzhi stopped for a moment: "My disciple is unfilial and failed to put on mourning for my master and send her on her last journey!"
"Zi Le is here. It's the same for any of you. No distinction is made between you. I'm contented!"
"Old man, don't say such things, my disciple is so worried!"
Wen Renzheng stood up with a hunched body and walked towards the low table on the side with a cane!
"Silly boy, there are often thousand-year-old trees in the world, but it's rare to find a centenarian in the world!"
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