Cong Xin sat quietly on the bridge.
There is no snow in the world falling on this creek bridge.
But a spring breeze blew in.
The young Hu Lu was still floating quietly in those sword intentions, but what was different from the past was that today his brows were wrinkled.
A peach blossom fell on the boy's eyebrows.
Cong Xin looked at the young man quietly for a long time without saying anything. He just withdrew his gaze and looked down at the stream, quietly blowing the spring breeze of the human world that blew in - not the original spring breeze of the pool.
The Sword Sect has never been so quiet, and the sounds of playing cards are rare.
More human voices crossed the Jianzong's courtyard walls and fell in, making this huge Jianzong garden more vibrant.
Jiang Hehai walked through a pond and walked in.
With the end of the White Deer Demon Incident, the areas surrounding Nanyi City have slowly calmed down. There has been less disturbing news in the outside world. Such an ancient city has naturally calmed down. Slowly walk towards the past where everything has not begun yet.
There are just some things that are probably hard to go back to.
For example, Jian Zong.
Jiang Hehai probably never thought that one day, he would need to handle some matters of Jianzong himself.
This made the sword cultivator of the seventh realm of the small path very tired.
Jiang Hehai stopped under the peach tree, looking quietly at the young man suspended on the stream like a passing ginger leaf.
"Hulu had a nightmare?"
Jiang Hehai looked at Cong Xin who was aside.
The peach demon who looked like a little girl just shook her head slowly.
"It was just a dream that he couldn't understand."
Jiang Hehai didn't say anything more, he just stood quietly in the spring breeze, his eyes falling on the creek bridge.
He was not looking at Cong Xin, but the sword intent left behind by the third generation master of the Human Sword Sect.
After watching for a long time, the Sword Sect disciple raised his head, frowned and said, "Why is the wind blowing in?"
The spring breeze in a pond is naturally different from the spring breeze in the human world.
Although Jiang Hehai couldn't tell what was different, he could feel it.
Cong Xin said very calmly: "Of course the wind will blow in. If the wind can't blow in, why is it called the Human Sword Sect?"
Jiang Hehai nodded thoughtfully.
Then he looked at Cong Xin and said, "On my way back, I met Dean Qingxiang. He asked me to ask you if anything happened in the Sword Sect."
Cong Xin looked up at the sky quietly, and the peach blossoms flying away seemed to have fallen deep in the little girl's big eyes.
"No." Cong Xin lowered her head, looked at Jiang Hehai and said softly, "It's nothing."
Jiang Hehai nodded and walked towards the outside of Yichi.
"I'm going to take a nap first."
"Um."
Cong Xin watched quietly as the Sword Sect disciple left.
Of course nothing happened.
Cong Xin thought very calmly.
It's just that some dreams are true or false.
...
Lu Xiaosan bought roast duck with pine cones that day. When he came back over the mountain, he found that only Cao Weiying was left on the isolated island.
When asked where Cao Weiying's Le Chaotian had gone, Cao Weiying just pointed into the sea with a smile.
Lu Xiaosan thought to himself: Could it be that this old boy went into the sea to catch turtles?
Unfortunately, after waiting for several days, Le Chaotian did not come back from catching the turtle, so Lu Xiaosan thought that this old boy must have drowned in the sea.
So with tears in mind, I went to look through the pavilion built by Le Chaotian, but unfortunately I didn't find a penny.
The little boy wiped away his tears boredly and sat down on the beach.
Lu Xiaosan knew very well that of course Le Chaotian would not drown.
So he sat there and thought seriously, if Le Chaotian didn't go to the sea to catch turtles, then where was he?
So one night when he saw the bright moon reflected in the sea, the young boy felt that he suddenly understood.
That must be the case.
Cao Weiying actually did not refer to the sea water at that time, but to the bright moon on the sea.
So Le Chaotian didn't go to the sea to catch turtles, but went up to the sky to catch the moon.
Lu Xiaosan looked at the sky angrily. You are so happy. If you go into the sea, I can jump in and look for you. Damn it, you went up to the sky. How can I look for you?
So the little boy ran to Cao Weiying, a young man in Qingshang who was still watching the sea at the beach in the dark.
"Senior, I want to go to heaven."
The pine cones that were lying on the railing in the pavilion munching on some snacks bought from the town on the other side of the mountain raised their heads warily.
Do you still want to go to heaven?
Why don't you go to heaven?
Oh, you just want to go to heaven.
Pinecone cleared his mind and glanced at the little local dog who was staring at him longingly. Then he rewrapped the uneaten dried fruit snacks, ran over with them in his arms, looked at the little boy on the beach and said: " What do you want to do in heaven?”
"Go, go, I didn't talk to you."
Lu Xiaosan waved at Pinecone and looked at Cao Weiying eagerly.
Cao Weiying, who was drinking, put down the wine gourd, looked at Lu Xiaosan and said with a smile: "Then go ahead."
Lu Xiaosan thought to himself, "I do think so. If I can fly with a sword, do I still need to come to you?"
"It's precisely because I can't go to heaven, that's why I need help from seniors."
When Lu Xiaosan asked someone for help, he would never call them by their first names.
So that senior voice was more sincere than when he wanted to fuck.
Cao Weiying probably thought this was the truth as well. She sat in the moonlight and looked at the young boy and said, "How high do you want to go?"
Lu Xiaosan was deep in thought there.
Yes, how high should you go?
Song Guo looked at Cao Weiying with admiration.
Take a look, what is a sword fairy?
He won't ask you what you want to do, nor will he say that he can't do it, but directly ask you how high you want to go.
Before Lu Xiaosan could speak, Song Guo already said with great anticipation: "As high as you want."
When Song Guo said these words, a strong wind suddenly began to blow on the seaside.
It was not the sword wind, but the sea breeze, so the smiling young man in Qingshang stood up, raised his head and took a sip of wine by the night moon beach, and then threw the gourd in his hand into the air. The green gourd grew in the wind and fell. It looks like a small mountain peak when it reaches the sea.
Lu Xiaosan and Song Guo both stood there blankly.
Does the sword fairy wield a sword?
of course not.
The sword fairy sits on a gourd.
Cao Weiying stood on the edge of the island, looked back at the two people and said with a smile: "What are you still doing?"
Lu Xiaosan came back to his senses, wiped the tears of envy from the corner of his mouth, called "Wuhu", and then like a little duck with open wings, he flew towards the big gourd, jumped up, and was there. He grabbed the tie of the gourd mouth, then climbed up and rode on the gourd mouth.
Pinecone also held the bag of food and ran over happily.
Cao Weiying looked at the two of them with a smile, stood on the beach, and waved.
"Go ahead."
Lu Xiaosan rode on the gourd mouth and looked back at Cao Weiying.
"Senior won't you come?"
Of course the seniors won't come.
When the senior comes, the young man will want to ask the senior where he can and cannot go.
If the seniors don't come, the young man will go wherever he wants.
So in the charming smile of the young man in green clothes on the beach under the moonlight, the gourd began to fly towards the sky.
The little boy's figure became smaller and smaller, and he became more and more excited. The little figure stood up at the mouth of the gourd, pulled out the Buwen Zhong behind him, and waved his sword forward in the moonlight.
"Calabash, move forward!"
Like a little squirrel, Pinecone hugged the bag of snacks tightly, sat on the gourd, and looked around in surprise and nervousness against the howling night wind.
Cao Weiying stood on the lonely island by the sea with a smile, looking at the gourd that was gradually submerged in the night moon and clouds, and subconsciously touched her waist - this scene was so happy that it seemed so clear to her.
I just reached out and touched the empty space, and then I remembered that my gourd had already carried two little kids to the sky.
It's really like a young man who has lost sight of the other.
Cao Weiying then raised her hand and stretched out her hand towards Yeyuexia. She took out another gourd from somewhere and drank wine with a smile.
Where will the teenagers go?
no one knows.
...
Xu Chunhua came back later and later.
Today, Chen He finished selling the tofu and went back to the yard to fry the tofu into oily tofu. When the food was ready, Xu Chunhua still didn't come back.
Chen He sat in the yard, heating some water on the steamer to heat the food, and from time to time he pricked his ears to listen to what was going on outside the yard.
Sometimes there will be footsteps on the stone slabs in the alley.
For example, there was the sound of certain footsteps walking briskly through the alley. Chen He knew that it was not Xu Chunhua, but a very happy young boy who ran over.
Or for example, the sound of certain footsteps walking very slowly in the alley, stopping and going. That wasn't Xu Chunhua, but an old man who looked at the world very quietly.
What does Xu Chunhua’s look like?
In fact, it is no different from many people in the world.
But as soon as Chen He heard the footsteps, he knew that a woman wearing a floral skirt was walking quietly in the alley toward the yard.
But after waiting for a long time today, the pot of water was almost boiling dry. Chen He still didn't hear that sound of footsteps, so after a long silence, he took the food out of the pot and put it into the yard. in the small kitchen, and then walked out of the yard.
The locust trees are sunny today, so the light in the dusk is very gentle, like quicksand, leaking from the tall buildings and filling the entire alley. Some green grass grows in the gaps between the stone slabs in the corners. The wind blew in the dusk, shaking the leaves soothingly.
The wind is blowing its leaves, and the grass is bearing its seeds.
Chen He felt that if he opened the courtyard door at this time, held the door and looked out, he would see the woman walking slowly in the alley, which would be a good picture.
Unfortunately not.
The alleys were empty in the evening.
The spring breeze blows from one end and blows away from the other.
Chen He looked there for a long time, then walked out, locked the courtyard door, and put the key in a green grass on the courtyard wall.
Chen He did not tell Xu Chunhua where he would put the key.
But the clump of grass on the courtyard wall was very distinct. If she came back and didn't see Chen He, she would look for the key, so she would see the green clump at a glance.
The walls of this ancient courtyard, which is rare in Sophora Capital, are not high, so even Xu Chunhua can reach there by stepping on her feet.
Chen He got on the Tianyan car that had been cleaned up - the wheelchair car that was once so ostentatious in Nanyi City has become mute and dim in Huaidu.
Chen He drove the Tianyan car slowly out of the alley.
Huaidu is extremely prosperous in the dusk. Putting the hustle and bustle of Nanyi City in, it would probably only be able to fill a corner.
Chen He was blowing the evening breeze and driving his car through the undulating long streets and the crowds of people very comfortably.
Although he still has not been able to learn Cao Weiying's superb driving skills, but after driving to deliver tofu to some restaurants, he felt that he had entered another realm when driving.
Chen He drove all the way to the tallest long street in the Youshu period, then stopped the car and turned off the engine, leaning on the raised guardrails, overlooking this tall and majestic city.
There was already an abyss below, but there was still a taller long street in the distance.
Chen He quietly looked at each of those complicated and intertwined long streets, until he saw a place in the distance that seemed to meet the twilight, where a sunset was hanging in the center of a certain pavilion.
That's Sunshine Pavilion.
When the sun in the world has no time to wait for some people to walk on the long street with their loved ones to see it, and then sets in the middle of the pavilion, it means that the world is about to usher in night.
Of course, the changes in Huaidu are regular.
The most obvious thing is that they always match places like the slanted platform of Sunrise Pavilion with those scenes in the human world.
So like a huge sundial, it tells the time to the world bit by bit.
So it should be difficult for Xu Chunhua to get lost again.
Even people like Chen He, who is busy selling tofu, have begun to find some of the changes in Huaidu. This woman who always walks on the streets of Huaidu will naturally be able to find her way back.
Chen He watched quietly with a smile on his face, and the setting sun in the center of the wheel building became increasingly warm and red. It's also shifting a little bit.
In contrast, in the sky with rays and some gray in the east, there is already a curved shadow of moonlight appearing behind that color.
So she should be about to find such a Taoist from Qingtian Dao.
Chen He looked at Huaidu quietly and thought.
The locust trees are very big and lively. People come and go like spring flowers floating in the river. Whether you look at them from top to bottom or from bottom to top, it is difficult to see those places. Find a certain person accurately in the crowd.
If there is no agreed upon location, then the only choice is to meet by chance, like a gamble with fate.
Chen He watched there quietly for a while, then drove the Tianyan car on the road again.
Until night fell, he still had not met such a woman.
So he knew that he obviously did not have the good luck to win every gamble like a certain boy.
So Chen He went back to the alley and happily had a hot pot meal at the restaurant that had kindly invited him many times.
Then he said goodbye to the boss, asked for some more water, filled up the black box of Tianyan's car, and rode all the way towards the distance of the world.
Coming is like the wind, leaving is like the wind.
Or maybe everything is just a dream.
.....
After the Tianyan car left the alley, a girl wearing a floral skirt finally came back very tiredly in the night.
All the way through the alley, when I subconsciously pushed the door open as before, I found that the courtyard door was locked.
Only then did Xu Chunhua realize that there was no Tianyan car parked in the alley, and there was a lock on the door.
This small-town girl stood quietly at the door for a long time, then raised her head and looked at the very dim grass on the wall among the human lights shining down from high places.
Xu Chunhua looked at it for a long time, then stood up on tiptoes, reached out and touched something cold inside, which was a key.
Xu Chunhua stood there on tiptoe for a long time, until her ankles were sore and the key was hot, then she took it off, put it in her palm, and looked at the brass key for a long time.
The small-town girl opened the door but didn't walk in.
Instead, he opened the door, sat down at the door, took off his shoes, folded his skirt quietly, and rubbed his feet.
Xu Chunhua didn't walk very far today, but she walked a lot.
Leaving the alley, there is a very prosperous long street. There are many restaurants on the street, where the small town girl works as a cook.
Xu Chunhua lowered her head and looked at the red scratches on the white of her little toes. She said nothing and just rubbed them quietly.
In fact, she hasn't looked for it since a long time ago.
Sometimes I would walk around the alley, staring blankly at this huge world like a lost city. Sometimes I would stand on the side of a street somewhere rising into the sky, quietly watching the carts being pushed around. Chen He selling sizzling tofu.
Until later, maybe I finally made a decision.
Baimeixiyu may not be a story suitable for the human world.
Xu Chunhua was thinking quietly one evening.
So this small town girl started walking through those streets and alleys, looking for a job that would allow her to live in such a city for a long time.
...
The February evening wind blew through the entire world, and those toes that were reddened by shoes fell into the wind, and finally felt some very comfortable touches.
Xu Chunhua sat upright at the door, then slowly put on her shoes again, hung the key in her hand on the door, got up and walked towards the exit of the alley, until she reached the alley entrance. This woman in a floral skirt The small-town girl stopped and stood quietly in the wind, looking up at the prosperous world that looked like flowers in the night on that spring day.
Therefore, Chen He, who sometimes transforms into a crane in his dreams, and Chen He, who is a wild crane in the clouds, are also very distant stories.
Baimeixiyu is still in the world.
The idle clouds and wild cranes are on the horizon.
Xu Chunhua quietly looked at the lights in the world that were as prosperous as sparks. The light shone on the calm face of this small town girl, as if nothing had happened.
However, the fingers of his hands were intertwined and hung in front of his abdomen, tightly clasped with white knuckles.
.......
The stars are bright and the wind is gentle, but the most lonely girl's heart is.
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