Finally it was the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.
During dinner, Xia Wutong took advantage of Tang Qiuyu to go to the kitchen and mustered up the courage to tell Li Ye that he would go down the mountain with his master tomorrow.
This trip was to return to the Central Territory, and it was more likely to return to Qingcheng to practice. After all, Tang Qiuyu and she had been away from the sect for too long.
"Are we finally leaving?" Li Ye looked at the girl in front of him and thought about it but didn't know how to answer the question.
After staying for a long time, he replied: "All I have been thinking about these days is cultivation. I haven't really played with you and Mu Mu. When I have time later, I will make a gift for you and Mu Mu. See you next time. Time for you."
"Okay! I'll wait for you to come back from the mountain after completing your cultivation in the Central Territory."
At this time, two red clouds flew over Xia Wutong's face, and she was extremely happy.
When he looked up, he saw his master standing at the door of the living room, smiling broadly.
Tang Qiuyu was about to go down the mountain back to the Central Territory with Xia Wutong, so naturally it was difficult to restrain her feelings for Li Ye.
Who can control what will happen a few years from now? It's better to take advantage of the present time and make the people in front of you happy.
The husband looked at the two of them and smiled without saying a word.
He just reminded Li Ye: "Your wife, Mu Mu, and Mr. Tang, I and I went to the Buddhist capital, and you are the only one left here. How long do you plan to stay in the Prajna Temple, and do you want to go back to the cave to practice? "
"Of course I want it back. My epee is all forged and tempered by the earth's fire. I plan to return to the temple and stay for ten days and a half. When the snow on the mountain melts more, I will go back to the cave to practice." Li Ye replied with a smile. road.
The teacher thought for a while, looked at him and said: "When you come back from Prajna Temple, go back here first. Maybe I will take your wife and you to live in the mountains for a while. After all, the spring in the mountains is the most beautiful. season."
Mu Mu, who was eating melon seeds, clapped his hands and said, "Mu Mu likes to play in the mountains with my brother the most. Then I will take my wife to look for delicious food."
Li Hongxiu felt happy, touched her hand and asked, "What's delicious in the mountains?"
Mu Mu tilted her head, thought for a while and said, "My brother once picked some leaves on Tianshan Mountain and cooked them with dried meat. It smelled a bit smelly, but tasted very fragrant. Mu Mu forgot what it was called."
Li Hongxiu said "ouch" and said with a smile: "I didn't expect you have such a good memory. You still remember what happened in the past few years. That thing is called Chunya. I will take you to pick it later."
"Several years have passed in a blink of an eye. Time flies so fast!" The gentleman couldn't help sighing while making tea.
...
On Fangcun Mountain, the wind and snow that had been blowing all winter finally stopped, and a snowy moon hung in the sky, shining on the small bluestone courtyard at the back of Xuantian Temple.
It's still freezing cold outside.
There is a fire in the house, there is tea on the stove, and there are people by the fire.
Thinking that he would go down the mountain early tomorrow morning, Li Hongxiu led Mu Mu back to his room to rest early.
When Tang Qiuyu saw Li Hongxiu leaving, she couldn't face her husband alone, so she found an excuse to go back to the house. Before leaving, she told her to go back to the house early to rest.
The husband drank two more cups of tea with Li Ye and Xia Wutong by the stove. He also felt sleepy, clapped his hands, put away the book, and went back to his room to rest.
Only Xia Wutong and Li Ye were left in the living room.
A pine lamp separated the two of them, and there was a plate of melon seeds and a plate of pastries on the table.
"Junior brother, I like your writing. Please write one for me and treat it as a gift before we say goodbye, okay?"
Xia Wutong blushed and asked in a low voice.
Li Ye, who was holding melon seeds and chewing them, was stunned, scratched his head in embarrassment, and asked: "Um, what kind of banner does Senior Sister want?"
Xia Wutong thought for a moment, bit her lip and said, "Just write one of your best lyrics. I've seen the one in your wife's room. It's very good and very artistic."
"Well, that doesn't seem right. Besides, it can't be written without a state of mind!"
Li Ye looked at her in embarrassment, thinking that those words should have been given to his wife by his husband, but he was so frivolous that he acted randomly.
Xia Wutong was startled, raised his head, and looked at him faintly, with a trace of mist lingering in his eyes.
Li Ye looked at her appearance and thought that it would be impossible if he didn't write it down.
Immediately, I put away the melon seeds and cakes on the table, got up and went to the bookshelf to find pen, ink, paper and inkstone.
Seeing that there was something going on, Xia Wutong quickly stood up and helped move the teacups on the table to make room for Li Ye.
"what do you want?"
"Anything is fine, as long as it's written by you."
"that......"
"Junior brother, what's wrong with you? I've already sharpened this ink for you."
Li Ye looked up at the little girl under the light, and had the illusion that the young lady from Phoenix Mountain was standing in front of him.
Recalling what Ouyang Dongli said to him a few days ago, he felt a little confused and sentimental.
...
The brush in his hand was hanging in the air, unable to fall down.
"Forget it, we are about to part ways, and I would like to convey to my senior sister the separation I felt from my master a few days ago. I also had these feelings when I left Fengyun City."
After a while, Li Ye murmured softly, as if talking to Xia Wutong, but also as if talking to himself.
A drop of black juice falls on the light yellow Huxuan, and there is a kind of artistic conception spreading...
The plain forest is woven with smoke in the desert, and the cold mountain area is sad and green.
It's dark when you enter a high-rise building, and there are people upstairs who are worried.
The jade steps stand in the air, and the birds return home in a hurry.
Where is the return journey? The long pavilion is shorter than the pavilion.
Li Ye, who finished his work in one breath and stopped writing, raised his head.
Looking at the silver moonlight outside the living room, she softly murmured: "Where is the return journey? The long pavilion is even shorter... Senior sister, I wish you and Mr. Tang a safe journey and return to the Central Region as soon as possible. ."
"Where is the return journey? A long pavilion is shorter than a pavilion." Xia Wutong also followed him and chanted twice.
Suddenly, she couldn't hold back the mist in her eyes, and let it spread down. She just stared blankly at the boy in front of her, looking into his tearful eyes through the lamp, and she was speechless and choked.
Li Ye was also confused for a while. Looking at the girl in front of him, he didn't know how to comfort her.
After staying for a long time, he said: "Sister, my master told me a few days ago: Nine times out of ten things in life are unsatisfactory, and good dreams are the easiest to wake up from... We are all practitioners, and we are in the five realms. , Senior Sister, if you have time in the future, you can come back to Zhucun Mountain..."
For a time, no matter what the words were, I was in a hurry.
Xia Wutong lowered his head and stared at the ink stain on the table, but his heart was in a mess.
Right now, she was feeling surprised, panicked, and even a little shy.
After a long moment of silence, Ye Ye calmed down and raised his head to look at Li Ye.
He gently replied: "I like this calligraphy very much, and I also like this poem. I will keep it well. I hope that it won't be long before I can see my junior brother again in the Central Territory..."
After saying that, he gently rolled up Hu Xuan, whose black stains were gradually drying, and took out a silk scarf to wrap it carefully and put it away.
"I'm afraid I won't leave Fangcun Mountain in the next few years. If senior sister wants to find someone to practice swordsmanship, or finds materials for making swords, you can come here to find me. If I'm not here, I'll be in Prajna Temple."
Li Ye suddenly felt a little cautious and didn't know what to say.
Xia Wutong looked at it, nodded slightly, looked back at the moonlight under the pear tree outside the living room, and smiled lightly.
Said: "The night is already deep, I will go to rest first, and you should also rest early."
After saying that, he and Li Ye smiled slightly, got up and left the living room.
Li Ye looked at the figure walking out of the living room, his lips moved but he made no sound.
The silence speaks.
He suddenly understood what Ouyang Dongli said: Nine times out of ten things in life will be unsatisfactory, and good dreams are the easiest to wake up from.
"Is it true that at the end of your practice, you will be so miserable that you won't even be able to find a friend to talk to?"
Looking at the mist on the stove, I suddenly wanted to drink a glass of wine.
Drink Nalan Yu's gift of drunkenness and dreams.
He wanted to experience the feeling of being half asleep, half awake, and wandering for nine days.
However, he did not dare to drink because tomorrow, the husband and others would go down the mountain to the Buddhist capital, and he had to get up early.
...
In early spring, the winter snow in Fangcun Mountain is gradually melting, and green buds are sprouting in the soil that has been frozen all winter.
The spring snow is also gradually melting on the eaves of the bluestone courtyard, and the drips are hitting the stone slabs. There is an indelible sense of parting in the courtyard.
After a hurried breakfast, Li Hongxiu arranged the items he wanted to bring down the mountain. Li Ye had already handed over the herbs for sale to his husband in advance.
Master Tang Qiuyu was even more neat and tidy. Before Mu Mu finished eating, they were boiling water and making tea in the living room without any intention of leaving.
Li Ye, on the other hand, was worried about Mu Mu and followed her: "Mu Mu, the snow has just melted and the road is slippery. Don't run around when you go down the mountain. Let the mistress hold your hand..."
Mu Mu annoyed him, waved her hands, and shouted: "Brother, you are more annoying than the master's wife. This is not the first time Mu Mu has gone down the mountain. Don't worry, go to Prajna Temple to practice. The master's wife and I will come back with delicious food for you." "
"I have already said what I want to say. You should pay attention to the rhythm of your practice. When you return to Prajna Temple, say hello to Monk Minghui for me."
The husband briefly explained a few words, and then looked at Li Hongxiu and Tang Qiuyu, which meant that it was time to leave.
Tang Qiuyu glanced at Xia Wutong, and the master and apprentice communicated with each other for a moment.
Then he looked at Li Hongxiu and said: "Let's go, the snow has just melted in spring and the mountain road is difficult to travel."
Li Hongxiu nodded and greeted Mu Mu to go out. As he walked, he said, "Practice well, little guy. When my wife comes back, you can practice more with me."
Li Ye looked at the people in front of him who had left, and suddenly grinned: "My master said that the most painful thing in life is separation, so I won't see you off. I wish you all a safe journey."
The husband nodded without saying anything. Li Hongxiu glared at him: "Young man, you have a good temper."
The moment Xia Wutong walked out of the bluestone courtyard, he turned back and smiled at Li Ye.
"Junior brother, I'm waiting for you in the Central Territory." After saying that, he followed Tang Qiuyu and walked towards Xuantian Guanfeng.
"Brother is here alone, be good!" Mu Mu screamed strangely.
"Have a good trip!" Li Ye waved his hand and closed the courtyard door.
Suddenly, Li Ye was the only one left in the lively courtyard. Hearing the clicking sound everywhere, he couldn't help but feel a little tight in his chest.
"Don't lean on the railing alone..." He muttered inexplicably.
He walked to the stone table under the pear tree and sat down. He brushed off the dust on the table and put the gentleman's iron piano on the table with a wave of his hand.
"I haven't played the piano for a long time, so I will send you off with the sound of the piano." After a low groan, the two of them touched the strings and took a deep breath.
The morning rain and dust in Weicheng are light, and the guesthouses are green and willow-colored.
I advise you to drink a glass of wine. There will be no old friends when you leave Yangguan in the west!
Frosty night and frosty morning. Trent line, Trent line,
The long journey across Guan and Tianjin was a melancholy and exhausting journey.
Going through hardships, going through hardships, going through hardships,
You should cherish yourself, you should cherish yourself.
...
A song "Three Layers of Yangguan" flowed out from the fingers, and the sound of the piano echoed in the back mountain of Xuantian Temple.
The low singing voice blew down the mountain with the mountain wind.
A group of people walking down the mountain to Xuantian Temple suddenly heard the sound of musical instruments coming from the mountains.
Then he heard the singing that was in tune with the rhythm. Xia Wutong, who was walking behind Tang Houyu, looked back and couldn't help but be fascinated.
"Master's wife, my brother is playing the piano. Why doesn't he want to play when Mu Mu is here?"
Mu Mu, who was holding Li Hongxiu, raised her little head and looked at her and asked.
Li Hongxiu looked at Xia Wutong and couldn't help but sigh deeply.
"Your brother is playing the piano to see us off. Mu Mu will understand if she learns more piano music from her husband."
Tang Qiuyu naturally knew what his disciple was thinking, but he was helpless.
Just as Li Ye said when he went out to see each other off: the most painful thing in life is separation.
The gentleman just stopped for a moment and then continued walking forward. "That's right, I haven't forgotten this Qin Dao."
Xia Wutong took a breath, turned around, pulled Tang Qiuyu's hand and said: "Master, let's go, don't let down the kindness of junior brother."
Sitting under the pear tree, Li Ye played the harp three times and chanted three times. He saw the quietness of the empty mountain and heard the lingering sound of the harp.
The song that passes through the heavy spring fog follows you like a shadow.
It's like accompanying people heading down the mountain, elusive yet seemingly within reach.
Xia Wutong, who was walking on the mountain road, held Tang Qiuyu's hand and murmured:
I advise you to have a glass of wine.
Leaving Yangguan in the west, there is no old friend...
