Taking his two disciples with him, Li Xiuyuan headed to the Yam Temple ahead.
But Sima Jingyun, who came to Xuefeng Mountain for the first time, took the wrong intersection and came to the foot of Meishan Mountain.
A magic circle separated the mountain from the bottom. She stood there in the wind for a long time, unable to find a way to go up the mountain, so she had to lead the horse in a hurry.
Suddenly I heard the sound of horse hooves behind me, and then a crisp voice sounded: "Who are you? Why are you at the foot of Meishan Mountain?"
Sima Jingyun was startled, then turned back to look at the woman leading the horse slowly and replied: "I am from Baixue City, and I want to go to Xuefeng Mountain to find Wang Qiang..."
The person who came was Yun Ziyi, who had just returned from Xuefeng Mountain. She was ordered by her master to deliver cakes to the old monk. Unexpectedly, she met Sima Jingyun at the foot of the mountain who came to look for her husband.
Hearing this, Yun Ziyi chuckled: "Sister, you are going the wrong way. Up here is Meishan Mountain. You have to go up to Xuefeng Mountain from another intersection."
Seeing that it was getting late, Sima Jingyun had no choice but to smile bitterly and said: "That's it, thank you sister, I'll be there right away."
"Hey, don't..."
Yun Ziyi instantly called Sima Jingyun and said with a smile: "I'm afraid you won't be able to go up to Xuefeng Mountain if you go now. Why don't you come back to Meishan with me? I'll ask the master to call Senior Brother Wang Qiang to come over..."
Although Yun Ziyi rarely interacted with Wang Qiang, Wang Qiang was the disciple of the old monk. Yun Ziyi was overjoyed when he saw the timid woman in front of him.
If it were him, if he were to go to Xuefeng Mountain at this time, he would probably have to endure the cold at the foot of the mountain.
Sima Jingyun glanced at the sky and said, "Thank you, sister. I heard my senior brother talking about Meishan a long time ago. I never thought I would come here."
Yun Ziyi was stunned when he heard this.
He stepped forward and took one of Sima Jingyun's hands and said with a smile: "Originally, Senior Brother Wang Qiang is not... Then, who is the other Senior Brother!"
When Sima Jingyun heard this, he was speechless and could only reply in a low voice: "Senior brother has been missing for a long time. He is Zhufeng's senior brother Li Xiuyuan."
"It turned out to be a little thief. I miss him so much!"
Yun Ziyi chuckled: "He harmed my senior sister back then, but I didn't kill him even though I poisoned him, and I even let him follow me all the way to Meishan..."
While Sima Jingyun was stunned, Yun Ziyi took her hand and walked all the way to Meishan Mountain.
Even Sima Jingyun didn't expect that the senior brother and Mei Shan had so many stories.
Thinking that Wang Qiang was practicing in Xuefeng Mountain and he accidentally came to Meishan, it was like a dream.
When the two of them arrived at the main hall, Yun Tianhong was sitting in front of the window, and Ouyang Xia Yun was making tea for the master.
"Master, I brought you a guest!"
Before entering, Yun Ziyi shouted from a distance: "I brought you the little thief's junior sister. This is the real senior sister Zhufeng."
When Ouyang Xiayun heard this, he quickly scalded two cups.
Yun Ziyi, who flew by, smiled and said, "I came back from Xuefeng Mountain so soon. I should have known I would accompany my senior sister."
"Can't you two just leave for a day?"
Yun Kaihong waved and smiled at Sima Jingyun, who was following Yun Ziyi with a look of fear on his face: "Don't be nervous, your senior brother treats this place as his home."
Yun Ziyi smiled and said: "Yes, the little thief can come whenever he wants! Senior sister, this is my master..."
"Sima Jingyun of Baixue City has met the female saint."
After thinking for a while, Sima Jingyun obediently kowtowed to Yuntianhong three times. This was a legendary saint, similar to the Bodhisattva in the Buddhist hall.
As Yun Tianhong stretched out his hand, a gentle stream of air lifted Sima Jingyun up from the ground.
Looking at her, he asked: "Is it possible that you got the news that Li Xiuyuan was coming to Meishan? Did you come to Meishan from Baixue City?"
Sima Jingyun shook his head and replied in a low voice: "Back to senior, I originally wanted to go to Xuefeng Mountain to find my fiancé Wang Qiang, but I didn't want to take the wrong road and came to the foot of Meishan Mountain."
Yun Ziyi took the master's hand and said: "Master, she will probably freeze at the foot of the mountain all night if she goes there now. I'll just ask the senior sister to come over, and ask the master to ask Wang Qiang to come over tomorrow."
Yun Tianhong suddenly realized and said with a smile: "It turns out that Wang Qiang is your fiancé. Yes, I will tell my senior brother later and ask that guy to come here to see you tomorrow."
Sima Jingyun quickly thanked him, and then asked in confusion: "Senior, is my senior brother coming to Meishan? Where are the others?"
Yun Tianhong pointed to the Hanmei Ling tea that Ouyang Xia Yun had just brewed, and said, "Drink the tea first, and then talk about him."
Yun Ziyi understood instantly, patted Sima Jingyun's hand and said with a smile: "Drink tea first, don't let this go to waste."
Sima Jingyun was stunned, and then smiled lightly at Yun Tianhong: "Thank you, senior, for causing you trouble."
After drinking three cups of spiritual tea, Sima Jingyun fell into an epiphany.
Yun Ziyi looked at Yun Tianhong and smiled: "Master, where is the little thief now? He won't go up the mountain tonight, will he?"
Ouyang Xiayun also nodded. He also wanted to see what his old friend had become.
Yun Tianhong looked out the window at the gradually rising night fog and replied quietly: "If my guess is correct, he should have almost arrived at Yam Temple, right?"
"Yamusi, that's coming soon. I didn't expect that the senior brothers and junior sisters from Zhufeng will meet again on Meishan Mountain."
Yun Ziyi chuckled: "I can't tell, I have to shoot him again to see if he has been lazy in the past ten years."
Yun Tianhong touched her head and said, "Don't be so rude again. Call me Senior Brother. He is the matchmaker between you and Xia Yun. How can you talk about the little thief all day long!"
Upon hearing the master's lesson, Yun Ziyi had no choice but to reply with a grimace: "Okay then."
But Ouyang Xia Yun couldn't help but asked: "Master, would you like me to go to Yam Temple with my senior sister?"
Yun Tianhong shook his head: "No, as long as the three masters and disciples arrive, the abbot and monk in the temple will tell me."
...
At midnight, the sky gradually darkened.
Ouyang Manxue was anxious and stood outside Yamu Temple. The night wind blew coldly in her face, gently blowing her snowy white clothes.
The hair in front of her forehead was ruffled by the wind and brushed against her fair face.
He reached out and gently brushed his hair that was blown by the wind, and looked silently towards the north. The night fog was gradually rising, and three figures were slowly approaching in the wind.
But the three people she saw in front of the temple obviously had to walk for a while.
I took a deep breath and closed my eyes. My body seemed to be floating in the wind, like catkins and flying flowers, and I suddenly returned to the Holy Land of White Clouds that year.
Her fingers danced like an elf, and the melodious sound of the piano evoked the artistic conception of the divine bird and phoenix.
But a "ding dong!" shattered her artistic conception and her dream.
A deliberate sound of the piano sounded, and the rhythmless music broke the beautiful artistic conception created by her fingers, frightening away the divine bird Phoenix...
She was so angry that she had to stop, gasp, and then slowly calm down.
Opening his eyes and looking from a distance, there was a hint of confusion.
Time flies by, and the girl back then is no longer a girl, and her piano skills have also improved a lot. I wonder if the boy back then is still so proud?
Staring blankly at the three shadows coming on the wind, Ouyang Manxue smiled faintly, silently.
There were tears in the smile, but also a bit of bitterness... My old friend was still a teenager, and she would soon marry someone else and start a new life of her own.
Naturally, the sky is boundless and she doesn’t hate it either, only a slight bitterness lingers on her lips.
The night wind blows, and there is a familiar smell, which is the memory of experience in the ancient world.
She missed the encounter in the prehistoric world, so she knew that she and the boy in front of her had missed the opportunity of a lifetime again and again.
In the deepest part of my heart, I whispered softly: "If life is just like the first time we met, I will definitely not leave you that time."
A pair of strong yet gentle hands gently covered Ouyang Manxue's shoulders with the animal skin cloak, letting her know that there was someone in this world who cared about her.
Happy with her happiness, sad with her sadness.
Therefore, Ouyang Manxue took back her free heart from the bamboo peak and returned to the person behind her.
He said softly: "Senior brother, why is that guy still carrying a crow?"
...
An old friend came when the bell rang in the wind. When a wisp of night fog rose outside Yamu Temple, Li Xiuyuan led the horse and Xiaodieer Crow stood in front of Ouyang Manxue.
Raising his head and looking at the young man's face, Ouyang Manxue was suddenly stunned.
He stretched out his hand, but froze in mid-air, and asked blankly: "Your eyes look like you are in trouble?"
"long time no see, how are you?"
Li Xiuyuan clasped his hands as a salute, and quietly introduced: "This is my disciple Xiao Die'er and Crow Crow, and this is your senior sister Ouyang Manxue, the genius of the Snowfield Holy Land."
Xiao Die'er waved to Ouyang Manxue and said with a smile: "Xiao Die'er has met Senior Sister, but she didn't expect that Senior Sister turns out to be a great beauty?"
Ouyang Manxue smiled slightly and continued to ask: "What's wrong with your eyes?"
"Master's eyes were blinded by Senior Sister's anger, and he won't recover for the time being. Senior Sister Manxue doesn't need to worry about him, he can see you."
Crow obediently answered for the master, thought for a moment and then continued: "It's just that he sees you in black and white, and Brother Ouyang knows this."
Ouyang Manxue couldn't help but screamed when he heard this: "How is this possible? Didn't you do well when you left?"
No matter how she thought about it, she never imagined that a young man who could compete with her master would actually blind a pair of her eyes and look careless.
Ouyang Xuan sighed: "Junior sister, let's go in and talk. It's windy here."
Ouyang Manxue frowned slightly and wanted to ask something, but didn't say anything.
A group of people walked into the Buddhist temple. Crow looked around and said, "Senior sister, the Buddhist temple here is bigger than Yunqi Temple."
Seeing that there was no need to set up a tent tonight, Xiao Die'er had a faint smile on her face.
She whispered back to him: "Don't talk nonsense, there was only a small temple on that mountain..."
Li Xiuyuan felt that Ouyang Manxue's expression was a little solemn, so he had to say to the two of them: "It's okay, just like you did back then, it won't kill you."
When Ouyang Xuan heard this, the muscles on his face suddenly seemed to twitch.
Just for a short moment, he suddenly laughed, with a plain smile on his face, and sighed softly.
Perhaps this is the best outcome for him, his master, and the entire Snowfield Holy Land.
The rest of the matter is left to his father and mother. It is not easy for him to mention what happened today to his master, although both master and disciple know it well.
Ouyang Manxue looked at him, shook her head gently and said, "Brother, I'm hungry!"
Before she finished speaking, Xiao Die'er also laughed and said, "It's okay if Senior Sister doesn't tell me. I'm hungry after coming all the way."
Li Xiuyuan was startled when he heard this, and then said to Ouyang Xuan: "I will stay here for two days at most, and then I will take them to Meishan."
Since the matter of eating has come to Ouyang Xuan's territory, he doesn't need to worry about it anymore.
Looking at the black cloth on Li Xiuyuan's face, Ouyang Xuan suddenly laughed: "It's okay, I have already written to my junior brother about your going to Meishan. Ziyi should have received it by now."
"She..."
What appeared in front of Li Xiuyuan's eyes was the girl who played on the roadside of Tongtian River. She was waiting on the roadside just to kill him with a sword.
A girl who couldn't kill herself with one arrow, and then poisoned herself.
Sighing softly, Li Xiuyuan showed a smile on his face: "Believe it or not, she might shoot me with an arrow the moment she sees me."
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