There is a dry grave, and I don’t know who is buried in it.
The autumn wind blows, rolling up the skirt, like a willow waving its hands.
In front of the withered grave, there stood a lonely person...
Ji Shuang looked at the withered grave in front of her, silently lowered her head, and looked at a weed growing among the rocks in front of the tomb.
Ji Shuang knelt down and wanted to pull it out, but at the last moment he retracted his hand.
It seemed that she saw her own shadow in that weed and couldn't bear it.
There was a colorful hairpin hanging next to Ji Shuang, flying around Ji Shuang...
"Is my real mother buried here?" Ji Shuang turned to look at the hairpin.
The hairpin swayed back and forth slightly, as if nodding.
Ji Shuang looked at the withered grave in front of her again and stood blankly for a long time. It was strange that she had no feelings for the person in the grave, but she still felt a little sad.
Ji Shuang withdrew her gaze and didn't speak for a long time.
The cool breeze blows, and she seems to have grown a lot...
It is as white as before, but I still feel that I have lost a lot.
"Father...do they know this place?" Ji Shuang asked.
The hairpin swayed from side to side, as if responding to Ji Shuang's words, "They don't know."
They don't know who buried her relatives...
Ji Shuang didn't ask, just nodded slightly, turned around blankly, and saw a red mulberry tree on the top of the mountain in the distance.
Ji Shuang stepped forward and walked for a long time before reaching the red mulberry tree.
The light wind blew the red mulberry tree, which made a rustling sound. Ji Shuang turned her head and looked around, lowering her head in loneliness.
The mountains here are gently undulating, and it seems like you can see everything on the slopes.
"Then let's settle here..."
"From now on, this will be our home."
Ji Shuang turned around and said softly to the red mulberry tree.
The hairpin nodded gently, flew into Ji Shuang's hand, and turned into a sharp edge.
Ji Shuang held the hairpin and trotted all the way to the forest on another hillside. She used the sharp edge formed from the hairpin to cut down some trees, and then dragged the trees back to the red mulberry tree.
Half a day later, a simple wooden house was built in Ji Shuang's hands.
The wooden house looks a little lonely under the bare red mulberry trees.
The gentle breeze blows, and the fallen leaves of the red mulberry trees fall on the wooden house, giving it a sense of home.
Ji Shuang looked at the wooden house in front of her and slowly lowered her head. She didn't know when there were many scratches on her slender hands, and blood seeped out.
For some reason, looking at the bleeding on her hands, Ji Shuang couldn't help but think of the young man in white who used a leaf to heal her wounds on Spirit Beast Mountain.
She was ten years old then and is now fourteen.
In the blink of an eye, it was four years ago...
Ji Shuang recalled what the young man looked like back then, raised her hand and gently picked off a leaf and placed it on the wound on her hand.
The inspiration emerged, but the wound was still a wound...
Ji Shuang sighed helplessly, silently returned to the cabin, and closed the doors and windows.
The autumn wind is coming, the red mulberry tree is swaying, and a few more leaves have fallen, floating on the wooden roof...
Looking from a distance, the wooden house under the red mulberry trees seems to be growing.
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Fushengguan, an ancient temple between clear water and cold pools. BIquGe.biz
Wu Qian was wearing a long dress, sitting on the top of the ancient temple, looking at the sky in the distance with obsession.
It has been half a year since she came to Fusheng Pass. Since the advent of Taoyuan Cave, all Taoshan disciples have moved into Taoyuan Cave under the leadership of the Book Sage.
Taoyuan Cave Sky can control the entire Fusheng Pass, and can also go to any pass of Fusheng Pass.
Li Sheng and Wu Sheng took their respective tribesmen into Taoyuan Cave and guarded the entire Fusheng Pass!
The gate masters who were originally guarding their respective gates also came here.
Now the entire Fu Sheng Guan seems to have become a whole.
However, the young man in white who went to Xuankong Temple has not come back for half a year.
And in the past six months, she had broken through the transformation into a god and reached the realm of questioning.
However, she didn't seem as happy as she imagined. Her breakthrough, the person she most wanted to tell about was not there.
Wu Qian looked at the distant direction and sat on the top of the ancient temple. She had been there for an unknown amount of time.
"Are you still waiting for your young master?"
Suddenly, an extremely flamboyant fat man with his whole body covered in golden light jumped up to the top of the treasure. He looked at the stunned Wu Qian and sighed softly.
Wu Qian came back to her senses instantly, turned to look at the pompous fat man, and nodded gently.
She never hides that she is waiting for him, nor does she hide her expectations for him.
Fatty Wu's mouth twitched, his face full of envy... He also wanted such a maid.
But when I thought about the maid in front of me, who kept the entire Fushengguan in order when Su Mo was away, I immediately felt unworthy.
"How about it, you didn't expect me to be from the Wu family, did you? You didn't expect Wu Sheng to be my father, did you?" Fatty Wu looked at Wu Qian in an exaggerated manner with some pride.
Wu Qian turned around silently, "It's not difficult to guess."
"You are still alive today, which means there must be a big force behind you."
"There are not many powerful people named Wu in the world..."
Fatty Wu's proud smiling face froze in place. For some reason, Wu Qian clearly understood that it was just a simple analysis, but he heard the insult.
What does it mean to be alive?
What happened to my life?
Wu Qian turned her back to Fatty Wu, looked in that distant direction again, and added, "In this world, it is a miracle that an exaggerated person can survive..."
Fatty Wu squatted down silently, raised his hand and plucked out the gold pieces from his glittering gown one by one.
However, he still refused to admit defeat, "But your young master must not have guessed it."
Wu Qian shook her head, "It's not important. If the young master can't think of anything, Qian'er can help him think of it."
Fatty Wu's hand that was tearing off the gold pieces paused, and he jumped off the top of the treasure without tears. He never wanted to go to the top of the treasure top again...
After Fatty Wu left, another disciple flew onto the top of the treasure, and said to Wu Qian who was in a daze, "Elder, there is an imperial edict from the imperial court, asking us to hand over the Taoyuan Cave."
Wu Qian turned around and looked at the disciple.
The disciple immediately presented a volume of imperial edict and handed it to Wu Qian.
Wu Qian raised his hand, and the imperial edict fell into Wu Qian's hand. When he opened it, he saw that it was indeed an imperial edict issued by the Ji clan in the tone of the emperor of the dynasty.
After a casual glance, Wu Qian threw away the imperial edict in boredom.
"In the name of Fusheng Pass, I will tell the world that the Ji clan is plotting rebellion..."
"In the name of the Pei family's destiny royal family, I will issue an imperial decree to the dynasty and ask them to hand over the dynasty!"
The Taoshan disciples nodded and retreated, and tranquility returned to the ancient temple's summit.
Wu Qian was still looking deeply into that distant direction, looking at it dreamily, waiting...
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