When Ranchen sat in the carriage and walked back onto the post road they took to Jialan City, dusk had just enveloped the earth.
Thousands of green colors, deep mountains and silence. Only the hooves of the carriage echoed on the ancient road.
When he first came here, it seemed that summer had just begun here. Nan Liyu could feel the wind blowing on his forehead. But now at dusk, he could feel a hint of coolness from the night wind. It seemed that summer was about to pass. .
Unexpectedly, they have been in southern Yunnan for so long.
The carriage moved very slowly, as if it didn't want to bump the people sitting in it.
"Sir, we have left Jialan City." Nan Liyu, who was driving a carriage, said to the people in the carriage.
A somewhat pale hand pulled up the car curtain, and he felt that it was so unreal as he looked at the green mountains flashing past the window.
At that time, he thought he had no life before he ever left this land.
Ye Xinghe and the disciples of Wuqing Pavilion had already taken the lead and left Southern Xinjiang.
However, their city lord stayed in Jialan City for half a month before leaving because of his extremely weak body.
On the day we left, the sky was as blue as ever. It seemed that it rarely rained in southern Yunnan, unlike Jiangnan, where it often rained.
Ranchen stood at the door of the bamboo house, looking at the lake outside, a little lost in thought.
When they came here, Uncle Jinzhu told them because some children had lost their footing and drowned in this Star Lake. Perhaps it was because of the corpses at the bottom of the lake that there was not much vitality in this Star Lake.
But when he left Shushi Mountain, what Qing Ling told him shocked him.
When the white-clothed priest was sending him away from the Shenyue Temple, he leaned into his ear, and a burst of gentian flower surrounded the two of them: "I sent you here, I don't think he wanted to see it. Me. Tell him for me that his mother’s remains are buried in Xinghu Lake in Mangshan. If he is willing, he can go and take the remains himself.”
Ranchen was a little surprised and frowned slightly. He knew something about Wen Jirou and Mingyue Sect's grudges, but if he didn't want to elaborate, he never seriously asked: "Why don't you talk to me yourself?" He said?"
Qing Ling smiled faintly: "I won't kill Boren, but Boren will die in response to me. Although he doesn't want to take my life, he probably doesn't want to see me again. This is the agreement between me and him, Mingfeng If he is dead, I will return his mother's bones to him. City Lord, please tell me this."
The sky is high and the clouds are light in southern Xinjiang. Today's sky is as blue as a wash, and the fragrance of gentian flowers flows freely in the wind.
The gentian flowers embroidered on Qingling's white robe seemed to have revived in the sea of flowers in front of the Shenyue Palace.
His voice echoed faintly in the wind.
"Lord Yunzhong City, we say goodbye today, and we will never see each other again. I only wish you peace for the rest of your life. I also hope that the Mingyue Sect can once again return to its original path."
"After all, they are all pathetic people." Ranchen suddenly sighed.
Yi Xia, who was still wearing a black veil, appeared behind Ran Chen at some unknown time, bowed slightly to him, and saluted: "I have been ordered by the priest to take the young master down the mountain. Those who come to pick up the young master, Already waiting at the foot of the mountain."
Having just experienced such a big change, the Lord of Yunzhong City, who could shout loudly in the martial arts world of the Central Plains, was now as weak as a frail scholar. However, he still looked so gentle and smiled at Yixia: "In that case, thank you, girl. I haven't recovered yet, so I'm walking a little slower. Please bear with me, girl."
After experiencing a life-and-death fight, he still looked so gentle. Such a person and the priest actually imagined that. Yixia knew that maybe this was the reason why he tried his best to save his life.
When Ranchen followed Yixia down the mountain, he saw the man with long white hair from a distance. The sun shone on his body, making it seem like it was sparkling.
When Nan Liyu and the others saw Ranchen, they ran to him very excitedly. Surrounded by several people, he smiled slightly and looked at Wen Jirou who was standing not far away.
He didn't move, the wind blew through his long hair, and he just smiled and stared at him.
During the battle on the top of Shushi Mountain, the two of them seemed to have become close friends who cherished each other. They could know everything with just one look without the need for words.
"Now that the young master has safely come down the mountain, Yixia will no longer see you off and take his leave."
The masked woman in black shirt standing at the entrance of Shushi Mountain gave a faint salute, then turned around and walked back the way she came.
But after seeing Ranchen, no one came down the mountain anymore. Nan Liluo couldn't help but ask, before he set off, Qingyang had repeatedly told him to pick up the girl from her home, but how could he see her at this time? Miss Gu's half-figure figure said: "Master, didn't Miss Gu go down the mountain with you?"
Ranchen looked at Wen Jirou.
Under the sun, the begonia flower hairpin stuck in his snow-white hair was sparkling, emitting red light waves. He was looking at himself intently. Sure enough, he actually cared about Miss Gu's life and death.
Ranchen sighed softly: "Let's talk about it back to the Bamboo House."
**
Seeing the two girls looking at him so clearly, Ranchen suddenly felt a little speechless. It was really ridiculous. After saving his life, he actually found that he began to become unbearable. It was obvious that he was the same as before. He's not really a good person either.
But he had to say this.
"Two girls, Miss Gu has decided to stay in Mingyue Sect and inherit the position of leader. She asked me to bring a message to the two girls. I hope you can return to Yaowang Valley safely, so that she can feel at ease."
Ranchen's words caused Jiuxia and Qingyang's faces to lose color instantly, and also caused Wen Jirou's expression to change slightly, but he immediately returned to normal.
"How could this happen? Did something happen to her at Mingyue Sect, so she said this?"
Ranchen looked at Jiu Xia who was asking him questions hurriedly, and finally said in embarrassment: "I'm sorry, I didn't see Miss Gu. I only got these few words from her, and she told me to bring them to the two girls. .”
Qingyang stood up at this moment and was about to rush out.
The people in the room were afraid that Qingyang would do something stupid, so they rushed out one after another. In an instant, only Wen Ji and Ranchen were left in the room.
After a long silence, Ranchen finally reached out and took out a delicate cloth bag from his arms. He uncovered the white cloth layer by layer and handed it to Wen Jirou: "This is what Miss Gu asked me to bring to you."
The crimson blood sesame lay quietly in the center of the cloth strip, with a few drops of liquid underneath the broken roots, staining the white cloth strip bright red, like stains of blood.
Wen Jirou looked at Ranchen in disbelief.
"Although this red blood mushroom is only half a plant, Miss Gu said that it should be enough for you to return to Beijing on business. She asked me to tell you that I hope you can put down your hatred and live a wanton life from now on. The one she fed you Although a bottle of medicine cannot change your gray hair, from now on you will no longer be afraid of the sun and can live freely under the sun."
Wen Jirou stared at the red blood mushroom in his hand. After a long time, she finally stretched out her hand to take it, looked at it, and laughed to herself: "I didn't expect that the world-famous Grand Master Wen Jirou would finally... We still have to rely on a woman to complete our mission.”
"There is one more thing that Qingling asked me to tell you."
Watching Wen Jirou wrap up the red blood mushroom again and put it in her arms, Ranchen spoke again.
"Your mother's remains sank to the bottom of Star Lake. Only here, he can still keep her intact bones from being discovered by Mingfeng. If you are willing, you can dig her out and bury her yourself. But in these years, If he could save the people who died under Ming Feng, they were all secretly buried here, so your mother’s bones may not really be found.”
**
When the sun gradually began to set in the west, Ranchen and Wen Jirou stood on the edge of Star Lake.
Watching the disciples of Shanshui in Yunzhong City throw themselves into the water again and again, and fish out the things at the bottom of the lake again and again.
With each bone he fished out, his face became paler.
An entire hour passed, and the disciples who were salvaging began to show signs of fatigue, before Ranchen finally told them to stop.
On the edge of Star Lake, it is shocking.
Nan Liyu and his companions tried their best to piece together the recovered bones into their original form.
"Sir, a total of fifty sets of bones have been salvaged, and more than half of them are female bones."
Ranchen looked at the white-haired man beside him.
There seemed to be blood boiling and surging in his chest. He looked at the sky, finally couldn't help it, and let out a long sigh.
He spent half his life just to be able to walk back to southern Xinjiang step by step and return to his mother by his own ability, but in the end, he couldn't even separate her bones.
"That's all, let's bury them together. After all these years, they are used to being together."
Ranchen finally reached out and patted his shoulder: "Take care."
Nan Liyu found a lot of wood and straw from nowhere and piled them into a huge haystack on the edge of Star Lake. They put all the bones on the haystack.
Ranchen looked at Wen Jirou who was looking at the haystack in a daze, and finally stepped forward and handed him the torch in his hand: "Go, I'm afraid this is the last thing you can do for your mother."
The wind blew across the surface of Star Lake, causing ripples.
The man with long snow-white hair finally leaned down and lit the straw around the bones. The fire began to gradually increase, and the red fire eroded all the bones bit by bit.
Everything that was burned away bit by bit seemed to take away Wen Jirou's sadness.
"I will return to Yunzhong City later. What are your plans next?" Ranchen walked to his side and asked, "Do you want to return to the Imperial Capital?"
"I don't plan to leave." Wen Jirou suddenly laughed, "Everything I have planned and done for half my life is just to find my mother again. Now that I have cremated her, I just want to stay here to accompany her. .”
Ranchen hesitated for a moment: "But if you don't return to the Imperial Capital, the Holy Emperor will..."
"The King of Nanyue will write to the Holy One on my behalf. Wen Jirou was seriously injured and died in southern Xinjiang in order to obtain the Red Blood Mushroom. He will deliver the Red Blood Mushroom on my behalf. In fact, the Holy One has already had a gap with me. If If I stay by his side, nothing will end well for me in the end.”
"That's all, then you should be careful here. If you need me for anything, go to the nearest stronghold in Yunzhong City. I will help you as much as possible."
"Thank you." Wen Jirou patted Ranchen's shoulder and seemed to remember something again. He hesitated for a while, but finally decided to speak: "Ranchen, the Holy One has long been dissatisfied with Yunzhong City. He originally hoped that He used the elite troops in the hands of the eldest princess to dampen the power of Yunzhong City, but he never thought that you would be unscathed in this matter. When he came to southern Xinjiang this time, he also hoped to use the hands of the Mingyue Sect to get rid of you, but he never thought that you You are so lucky, when you return to the Central Plains this time, you may face more bloodshed, so you must be well equipped."
Ranchen shrugged and smiled nonchalantly: "The Holy One will one day confront Yunzhong City. I have already expected this day. I think he sent you in the hope that we could both lose in a fight, but what I didn't expect was that It actually gave me a close friend.”
"Maybe this is fate, hahahahaha."
"Ha ha ha ha."
The two looked at each other and smiled.
"By the way, girls Jiuxia and Qingyang seem to be determined to stay here and wait for Miss Gu. If possible, you can take more care of them."
"Don't worry, I will try my best."
Looking at the begonia flower hairpin in the gentle and soft hair, he didn't know what kind of feelings the female doctor had towards him. If he said he didn't hate it, Yunzhong City had been so sorry to them, but if he said he hated it, she loved him. He tried his best to save his life.
I just don’t know if I will have the chance to see her again in this life.
"If you have a chance to see Miss Gu again, could you please tell me."
He seemed a little embarrassed to say this, and his lips trembled unconsciously, but he still spoke.
A gentle color flashed across those pale pink eyes.
"Okay, I promise you. If I can see her again, I will tell you."
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The sunset falls into the starry field, it is suddenly late in the world, and the mountains and rivers are already autumn.
