"City Lord."
Mu Qing opened his eyes. The maid stood outside the door and said to him happily, "Madam has taken her sword to the outside of the city and will be back soon."
A sincere smile appeared on Mu Qing's face, "I understand, you go down and get ready."
Mu Qing stood up and walked to the courtyard outside the house. The sun was just right at this time, and the peach blossoms were spreading on the branches. When the breeze came, the clear sunlight swayed with the flowers, casting mottled shadows on the red wall.
Mu Qing looked at the red wall and was lost in thought for a moment.
When he drank that glass of wine, he rushed here without hesitation. The dangers he encountered have long been forgotten with time, but he still remembers the scene when he and she faced each other across a red wall.
Qingyu Sword Immortal is the Ye Yun he is looking for. This is a secret that the two of them have kept to this day.
"Why are you in a daze? Are you worried?"
A gentle voice sounded next to her. Mu Qing turned around and saw Ye Yun's clean smiling face. She felt at ease inexplicably and said, "I remembered the day I came to see you."
Ye Yun was dressed in green clothes, with a trace of fatigue remaining in her eyebrows. She took off her sword and handed it to the maid behind her, and then walked hand in hand with Mu Qing towards the garden beside her.
In the garden, Mu Qing looked at the woman who had stayed with him since her return, and felt extremely at ease. He talked about things in the city. After he finished speaking, Ye Yun talked about exploring the outside world.
Such a scene, in Mu Qing's memory, would happen every time she returned from an outing after the two met.
After they finished talking about what happened around them, Ye Yun smiled at him and said, "There will be another questioning session tomorrow. Have you prepared them?"
Mu Qing nodded and said, "The Vermillion Bird Palace is ready."
After Mu Qing blurted out, he suddenly frowned.
Ye Yun asked with concern: "What's wrong with you? Is there something wrong with your practice?"
Mu Qing looked at Ye Yun's gentle and beautiful face and said, "I just feel strange why it is called Suzaku Palace."
Ye Yun smiled and said: "What's so strange about this? Our city is called Suzaku City, and is it weird that the city lord's palace is called Suzaku Palace?"
Mu Qing shook his head.
Ye Yun was a little tired. Mu Qing sent her back to her room to rest, then walked out of the room and left the mansion.
On the street outside the mansion, people passing by greeted him when they saw him, with sincere smiles and respect on their faces.
Although his relationship with Ye Yun as a Taoist couple was not made public, everyone knew about his relationship with her and blessed the two of them.
Mu Qing walked towards the Suzaku Palace in the already familiar direction and began to recall the past.
Probably because he has been the Lord of Suzaku City for too long, he always feels that the things he faces every day seem familiar. Only some things in the past can give him some special feelings of loss.
But as long as he walks on the street and looks at those familiar faces, the trace of sadness in Mu Qing's heart will quickly fade away.
But what Mu Qing can't accept is that as those feelings fade away, the memory of the past will become increasingly blurred.
This feeling is very bad for Mu Qing as a practitioner.
So today, Mu Qing began to deliberately not take the familiar road in his memory and walked to a quiet place.
Gradually, he came to a river.
The air by the river was filled with the intoxicating aroma of wine. Smelling this aroma, Mu Qing suddenly felt lonely as never before.
This is too abnormal.
Mu Qing didn't understand why he felt such a strange feeling of loneliness when he already had a beautiful woman in his arms and was a respected city lord.
He walked along the river, looked for a moment in front of a wine shop, then moved on, and finally saw a thatched cottage upstream.
Mu Qing's heart moved, and he quickened his pace, subconsciously walking towards the inside of the thatched cottage, and soon arrived outside the thatched cottage.
Mu Qing saw a familiar figure.
Ye Yun, who had just taken a rest, appeared here for some reason.
Mu Qing walked quickly to her side, "You..."
Ye Yun squatted on the ground, her slender shoulders shaking slightly, and she was crying silently.
Mu Qing opened his mouth, but couldn't breathe. He hugged Ye Yun into his arms.
"What's going on? What's going on here?"
Ye Yun lifted a tearful face from his arms and asked, "Can you go in?"
"..."
Mu Qing looked at the deep sadness in her eyes, and his heart ached, "What's going on?"
Ye Yun suddenly broke away from his arms and forced out a smile: "If you want to leave, then leave quickly. If we stay any longer, none of us will be able to leave."
Mu Qing had a thought in her heart, and suddenly more memories came to her mind. She held her hand tightly and said, "Even if we have to leave, we will go together."
Ye Yun shook her head and walked away in despair.
Mu Qing chased after him for two or three steps, but suddenly stopped and turned around to look at the door of the thatched cottage.
In the thatched cottage, a figure in white turned his back to Mu Qing.
Mu Qing looked at him and was silent for a long time before saying, "I remembered who you are, so this is a dream."
Bai Yi turned around, looked at Mu Qing and smiled: "Huang Liang's dream is supposed to be a sweet dream."
Mu Qing looked at the face in front of him that was exactly the same as his, and said coldly: "A dream is a dream after all, and all this is just the city lord pretending to be a ghost."
Bai Yi sighed softly, and his face changed, turning into a middle-aged man with an elegant face, and said: "You have too many desires, so you will feel lost and even lonely in your dreams."
Mu Qing narrowed his eyes slightly and said: "I forget the past every day. This is not the life I want, it is just a dream you made for me."
"Really?" Bai Yi chuckled, "Drink Huangliang wine and dreams come from your heart, but you don't feel true satisfaction in your dreams. Have you ever thought about what you really want?"
Mu Qing suddenly remembered Ye Yun's sad departure, and suddenly said angrily: "That's enough!"
Bai Yi shook his head, and his figure slowly disappeared like a picture scroll, and said: "I will never take the initiative to embarrass any traveler who comes to Xichuan City. It is you who really do this."
Mu Qing wanted to ask Baiyi Ye Yun about it again, but his consciousness was forcibly stripped away from Caolu's body and fell into isolation and chaos.
Soon, an increasingly sober voice sounded in his ears: "Fellow Taoist, fellow Taoist, wake up."
Mu Qing opened his eyes and looked at the waiter's face in front of him, squinting slightly.
He turned to look out the window. The sky was dimming, but the red walls and green tiles not far away were still there.
Mu Qing withdrew his gaze, looked at the empty wine glass in front of him, and was silent for a long time.
The waiter took the wine glass in front of him and said with a kind smile: "Fellow Taoist, you shouldn't deliberately joke with me."
Mu Qing was puzzled: "What's wrong?"
The waiter pointed to the pot of wine in front of him and said: "Since you brought your own wine from the Du family, why do you need to try the wine from our inn? Although the quality of the wine has different opinions, Du's wine has become more popular in recent years. Our wine is only for people like Qingyu Sword Immortal."
The waiter looked at the wine with burning eyes and swallowed his saliva, "I heard that Master Sword Immortal would drink a pot of this wine every time he came back from an outing, and then fall asleep. This is something that even Sword Immortal can do directly. Drunk."
Mu Qing handed the wine directly to the waiter, who accepted it with a smile, "Fellow Taoist is an interesting person, so it's not a waste of time for me to wake you up."
Mu Qing stood up and rubbed the corners of his aching eyes, subconsciously feeling that the waiter's words were a bit strange, "Did something happen?"
The waiter pointed to the sky outside the window and sighed: "It seems that you are very drunk, fellow Taoist. In half an hour, the Qingyu Sword Immortal will be preaching over there in the thatched cottage."
"Is it already the second day?" Mu Qing's heart moved, and she walked to the window and stared at the high vermilion wall that looked extremely mysterious under the misty light of dawn.
The waiter looked at his expression and said in surprise: "Do you want to force your way into Jianxian's residence right now? I advise you not to mess around. Any maid next to Jianxian is an extremely powerful being."
Mu Qing suddenly turned around and looked at the waiter and asked, "Have you ever had a dream after drinking?"
The waiter was stunned for a moment and then laughed loudly, shaking the wine bottle in his hand, and said: "There is only one kind of wine in Xichuan City. It is difficult not to dream about it. If it is not to meet the Sword Immortal, I don't mind trying this now." The wine inside may have the best dreams.”
Mu Qing sighed helplessly, looked out the window again, and finally gave up the thought in his dream.
Such a reckless approach.
Half an hour later, the sky turned white.
By the riverside, the early morning water vapor mixed with the lingering alcohol smell from the night, creating a unique aroma that is both soul-stirring and distant.
Mu Qing followed Xiao Er and finally saw the Qingyu Sword Immortal they talked about.
She stood in front of the steps of the thatched cottage, her plain blue dress perfectly blending her skin color and temperament. In this slightly chilly morning, she looked like a dewy lotus plant.
People in the crowd asked questions from time to time, and she answered them one by one just like the waiter said. Mu Qing stood at the back of the crowd, his eyes falling on her and not moving away.
Mu Qing did not take the initiative to ask questions to attract her attention. He always felt that the two of them would be able to recognize each other as long as their eyes met. However, even the waiter beside him asked a question, and the two people's eyes were obviously in contact for a moment. Mu Qing still No emotion could be seen on her face.
Everything in front of the thatched cottage was so different from the scene in the dream where they met each other across the wall that when everyone else left, Mu Qing still stayed there in silence.
"This fellow Taoist...do you have anything you want to ask?"
The familiar voice sounded cooler than in the dream, and Mu Qing subconsciously looked up.
Qingyu was standing on the stone steps of the thatched cottage, looking sideways at him.
She seemed to be walking into the thatched cottage... Mu Qing's heart tightened, and he walked towards her, but was stopped by a maid who came from nowhere.
Mu Qing was entangled with inexplicable emotions in her heart. Thinking of everything that happened in the dream, she looked at her and said, "Don't go in!"
A trace of doubt flashed in Qingyu's eyes, he shook his head and walked into the thatched cottage.
Mu Qing forced himself past the maid and came to her side. He was about to grab her hand, but was knocked away by a sword energy.
There was a hint of coldness in Qingyu's eyes, "What are you going to do?"
Mu Qing got up from the ground, looked at the real coldness in her eyes, and said with extremely dry lips, "Don't you recognize me?"
Qingyu frowned slightly: "There are so many people in Xichuan City, I really don't know fellow Taoists."
"..."
Mu Qing looked at Qing Yu's face that was thousands of miles away, and felt that this was the punishment given to him by the white-clothed city lord. He was confused and said: "You... must have drank too much and forgotten many things. , It doesn’t matter, I can tell you.”
Qingyu shook his head and said: "We are all cultivators. We have forgotten what we have done in the past. This is just an excuse to escape. Fellow Taoist, maybe there are some problems with your practice. Please come back."
Mu Qing looked at Qing Yu and stood there for a moment at a loss.
From Suzaku City to Beihuang, and then from Beihuang to Jueling Realm, he found her, but he never expected that what he would get was a "Please come back."
This must be the city lord who is behind this!
Mu Qing flashed and appeared beside Qing Yu, grabbing Qing Yu's hand again.
With a bang, a powerful momentum shook out from Qingyu's body, but Mu Qing was not shaken away.
This time, he firmly grasped Qingyu's hand.
A trace of anger flashed in Qingyu's eyes, and he said to Mu Qing, whose mouth was bleeding, "When did people like you appear in Xichuan City?"
"Let go! Or you'll die."
Mu Qing ignored Qing Yu's warning, looked at her face, and said seriously: "Yun'er, let's get out of this ghost place together."
Qingyu narrowed his eyes and looked at Mu Qing silently.
The next moment, she shook off Mu Qing's hand and left the thatched cottage without looking back.
Mu Qing looked at her retreating figure, then looked at the half-covered thatched cottage behind her. He made up his mind and chased after her.
