floating snow

The plot of the third act is the two points that cannot find the center when it is chaotic.

Meet and embrace.

Separated.

On the first day that Kua Huan's father came to live in the mountains, Xie Fengdi treated his external injuries with elixir, and asked Shi Yanwen to use the power of building wood to heal his internal injuries and repair his body, and took the opportunity to secretly introduce the spirit beads into the body of Kua Huan's father, Since the Lingzhu entered the host body, Shi Yanwen could no longer see the illusionary figure of the Buddha.

And the buddha first appeared on the seventh day after the Lingzhu entered the body of the father of Kuahuan.

The time was much earlier than they expected. Judging from Xie Fengdi's plan, even with Shi Yanwen's help, it would take at least ten days for a single page of the book to exert any influence on the father of Kua Huan, and finally For its stability, the shortest time is 25 days. Now this time has been shortened by three layers.

In the evening of that day, Shi Yanwen was drawing Zhengqi Villa with fine brushwork, and the youngest son Fang in his pen had an appearance.The honest and honest young man holds a long gun, and the strong wind blows the eldest son's white hair flying. The second son and his brother in iron armor stand far away. As for the niece, she sits quietly on the floor with her daughter-in-law. Qiaoxiaoqianxi.

He can't wait for the future worth looking forward to.

Perhaps the smile on his face was too obvious, and the father of boasting fantasy was bored in his free time, so he suddenly became interested and began to point out the country to his paintings.

"The painting is detailed and vivid, A Du, just from this painting, you can already see the peace and tranquility of your heart... How many children do you have?" the father of Kua Huan said suddenly.

"Senior, I see clearly, there are only three of them," Shi Yanwen laughed, and borrowed the wind to filter the soaked ink, washed another small red hair, filtered it and dyed it with cinnabar, and began to dye her hair, "That woman in black is The younger brother's daughter, the white-clothed woman is the youngest son's wife, there are many males in the historian family, but these are the only daughters."

The father of Kua Huan pondered for a moment, then asked again: "Why did you make this painting?"

Half a strand of red silk wrapped around his forehead, Shi Yanwen didn't raise his head, and changed his pen to crow green again, saying: "There is no one else, but I only think that I will see such a scene in the future or one day, probably... the rest of my life is enough."

"Yu Sheng?" The father of Kua Huan smiled lightly, "With your roots and adventures, if there is no accident, at least you have a lifespan of several years. It is too early to talk about Yu Sheng now."

Shi Yanwen blinked his eyes and moved a little slowly. The sentence "too early" reminded him of two trivial things, or two sentences about "saying goodbye" from Xie Fengdi's mouth.

——Crossing far outside the Jingmen, traveling from the state of Chu.The mountains follow the plains, and the river flows into the wilderness.Flying sky mirror under the moon, clouds grow and build sea towers.I still pity the water in my hometown, and I will see you off in a boat for thousands of miles.

—I have come to greet you, and I have also come to say goodbye to you.

Is it... a coincidence?

"Why do you hesitate?" Seeing him suddenly slowing down, the father of boasting was a little suspicious, "Could it be that you have a different definition of your 'rest of life'?"

The father of fantasies is indeed perceptive.

Shi Yanwen hastily withdrew her mind, put down her pen and said: "No. To tell you the truth, senior, after April, Yanwen has not seen them for 12 years, 12 years, Yanwen just thinks it is too long."

The father of boasting made a sound, and said indifferently: "Twelve years is nothing but a slack for a warrior. The cultivation of advanced internal strength often takes a hundred years to get out of the customs. Why do you have to bind yourself?"

"Heh," Shi Yanwen smiled, "Senior is an expert born in the world, and his state of mind and cultivation are all higher than Yanwen's. Of course, his vision is much broader than Yanwen's."

Seeing his expression, the father of boasting illusions twitched the corners of his mouth, picked up his pen and wrote a series of small characters in the upper right corner of the painting, Shi Yanwen was stunned, and moved away from the side.

Flowers still fall without rain, catkins fly without wind.

"The artistic conception doesn't seem to match."

The father of boasting and fantasy was calm, took his little red hair again slowly, and tapped a few points in the blank space, just like a mischievous evening wind, drifting into the courtyard wall with fluttering fallen flowers, making it lively and warm The picture suddenly became more elegant and soothing in early autumn.

The mood is closed.

Shi Yanwen couldn't help sighing: "I didn't expect that the seniors also have such attainments in calligraphy and painting, and Yanwen is not as good as it."

"It's just that Fuling's heart is..."

Before he finished speaking, the door of the mountain residence was suddenly pushed open with a bang.

The little red-haired Kua Huan's father hadn't put it down completely, and Shi Yanwen blurted out an exclamation, and ran towards the door without thinking.

"Xie Fengdi!" Shi Yanwen stared blankly at his pale lips, his face became ugly, "Why are you hurt so badly?"

The smell of bloody lotus invaded the scent of ink in the courtyard, making the wound on his shoulder even more frightening. Shi Yanwen reached out to support him, and Xie Fengdi patted his arm twice: "Don't worry , it just looks serious."

This was the truth, but Shi Yanwen couldn't take it as the truth, and nervously covered his wound, just about to use his kung fu to help him adjust his breath, but the father of boasting interrupted him.

"Su Zhenzhen is an expert in Xinglin, what can this injury do to him?"

Shi Yanwen stopped moving, Xie Fengdi shook his head at him, Shi Yanwen had no choice but to stop, but still helped him to the seat, thought for a moment and said: "This palm technique..."

"It's Yuan Wuji's floating hand," the father of Kua Huan cast a pen and sneered, "It seems that your trip was not smooth."

Xie Fengdi said with a sullen face, "This is all thanks to the father of Kua Huan, isn't it?"

Shi Yanwen immediately "suddenly realized", with an unhappy look on his face: "Is the method of salvation given to him by the seniors fake?"

"However, as a test, if Xie Fengdi can't even handle such trivial matters, wouldn't he call himself a 'man of God' in vain?"

A chill ran down Shi Yanwen's back, and his eyes fell on the painting involuntarily. He had just changed his opinion of this person just now, and he didn't want to be dismissed by this person in the blink of an eye. There was no room for it.

It's just like two people.

... Different from each other?

Xie Fengdi didn't care too much, one reason was that what Kua Huan's father said was correct, but he understood the cold side of Kua Huan's father better than Shi Yanwen.He knew that Shi Yanwen's intention to go was already decided, so he didn't tell him what had happened in the martial arts world recently, such as the death and injury caused by the order key, for example, the Emperor Yuliang recently wiped out all the villages ten miles around Linglong for the sake of the wonders of mountains and seas, such as In order to find him, the Shouyu tribe has gone to Fudo City to provoke him many times.

All kinds of things here, with the benevolence of Yanwen, will make him hesitate.

He comforted Shi Yanwen, covered the wound deliberately and coughed a few times, said: "Xie is sincere and is not afraid of temptation, but the father of boasting illusions, Xie doesn't believe it, you are so reckless."

"Conspiracy or not, there is no need for outsiders to judge."

Before he finished speaking, Shi Yanwen, who was standing still, suddenly pushed Xie Fengdi's back with his palm.

The strength of Jianmu could not be used, so he used internal strength to stabilize the injury. This time, Shi Yanwen didn't wait for the father of Kua Huan to speak, and used his palm force to relieve the depression.

The father of boasting and fantasy frowned slightly. At this time, the sun was setting and the light was dark red and slanted, revealing the expression on the person's face. Xie Fengdi raised his eyes inadvertently, and happened to see the dissatisfaction and anger in his eyes. His pupils suddenly turned cold.

He lowered his eyes, and while feeling the internal force wandering in his body, he said: "To explain a rough idea, what the father of boasting illusions wants to do should not only be for the execution of rebellious people, but for the wonders of mountains and seas. Young master's life is not a pity, but if he is forced to cooperate with Emperor Yuliang, it will be very disadvantageous to us."

The father of Kua Huan showed no expression, and said: "The Emperor Yuliang is greedy, and Yuan Wuji's cooperation with him is tantamount to killing himself."

Just at this time, Shi Yanwen stopped his work and stood still.

"Having said that," Xie Fengdi took a long breath, smiled at Shi Yanwen, and said, "The reason why Xie helped you so much is not only to fulfill the responsibility of the deputy host of the Guyuan Fight for Hegemony, but also to prevent chaos in the martial arts world. Your Excellency gave me three great favors back then. Once I repaid you as the deputy host, once I rescued you from the encirclement and suppression in the Nether Realm, and the last time is left... I want to praise the father of fantasy, so it shouldn’t be such a waste.”

"Are you reminding me, or warning me?" The father of boasting turned cold.

Xie Fengdi leaned against Shi Yanwen and stood up, "It's not a threat, but I want to make it clear to Your Excellency."

"Oh?"

"The coordination opportunity that Xie worked so hard to earn, but you tried it with fake tricks. If it weren't for Xie's wit, you would have lost your life this time. In the final analysis, it is still a matter of trust. Alas, this matter is not friendly. Knowing that you can’t force it, it depends on what you want, so that you can give Xie some trust, so that Xie can end this martial arts crisis as soon as possible.”

The father of fantasies looked at him unexpectedly.

Shi Yanwen was also a little surprised.

Xie Fengdi seemed a little impatient.

Shi Yanwen looked at the new painting on the table with the coldness of autumn, his blue eyes moved suddenly, like an invisible vortex coiled up in a clear lake.

Looking at the setting sun unknowingly added a bit of warmth, and the tense atmosphere also quietly became comfortable, making people relax for no reason. Shi Yanwen raised her eyebrows, and the shadows under her eyelids became gentler.

He raised his brows and smiled at the father of fantasy, without any impurities, and gradually calmed the restless mood in the father of fantasy, without noticing a kind of peace that did not belong to him emanating from his heart.

"Senior," Shi Yanwen said softly, "changes will come sooner or later. Nowadays, the forces in the martial arts world are chaotic, and changes are always happening. Please make plans early."

The father of fantasy looked at him for a long time, then turned around: "I can trust him, as long as he kills someone for me..."

When Xie Fengdi returned to Liuli Wonderland, his injuries had stabilized, but his complexion was very bad.

Not much better than when he went to live in the mountains.

Liuli Wonderland is very quiet, no one can go up the mountain, and no one can go down the mountain.This place is densely packed with both offense and defense, and it is not a strategically important place today. Even if an accident occurs, after the formation is activated, the people inside will have enough time to evacuate from the path, so Xie Fengdi did not ask anyone to defend.

He stood on the mountain road, opened and closed the folding fan in his hand, but made no sound.

The lotus flower on the fan is lifelike, but what is imprinted in his eyes is the dissatisfied gaze of the father of boasting.

Once Shi Yanwen used the power of building wood, he would fall into a deep sleep for several days. The father of Kua Huan was probably worried that it would slow down his recovery process, but even so, Xie Fengdi still didn't like this feeling.

The Shouyu Clan, the Father of Kuahuan, Shi Zhiyi...

He seemed to overestimate himself.

Half a quarter of an hour later, Xie Fengdi sat beside Qu Shitu's bed without a sound.

Qu Shitu was right in front of his dream, and he didn't want a lotus fragrance to float in. In his dream, a man-eating lotus essence suddenly appeared, biting his shoulder and making teeth grinding sounds from time to time, scaring him into a cold sweat.

In no time, the lotus flower turned into a human again, grabbed his collar and said, "My friend, it's time to wake up."

……

Qu Shitu opened his eyes silently, suppressing the palpitations in his heart, his eyes were very calm and indifferent, but he gritted his teeth: "Xie, Feng, Dy."

Xie Fengdi sat on the bed in his spare time, shook his fan slowly, and said: "It seems that Xie came back just in time."

"When is it time to fight?"

"Hey, it's obviously time to ask for rewards."

Qu Shitu laughed dryly, and said, "I begged for rewards in the middle of the night, so it must be not very good things to be begged for."

"Fortunately." Xie Fengdi lit a candle, and the candlelight illuminated his face in half-darkness. The face in the dark place concealed an inexplicable cold pressure, "Xie, I want to ask for someone's head."

Qu Shitu's eyelids twitched slightly, his back felt chilly, and the horror of a dream turning into a nightmare seemed to have escaped into reality, making him shrink back into the bed uncontrollably: "Human head?"

"Yes."

Xie Fengdi let out a low laugh, and leaned closer to the candle, saying, "It needs to be fresh."

……

Su Xuyuan has been in a state of entanglement and excitement since she talked with Shi Zhiyi during the day.

Indeed, he was a little concerned about the fact that Shi Yanwen had murderous thoughts about Su Zhenzhen, but this concern did not actually affect him too much.Shi Yanwen only wanted to kill him, but he never really did anything to Su Zhenzhen, and he risked his life to help him time and time again. Compared with Shi Zhiyi's past words, he believed in Shi Yanwen's present.

The reason why he helped Shi Zhiyi was because of a sentence, a sentence that Shi Yanwen said when he first met.

——Because he is my child, as long as he is here, Yanwen has no choice.

Shi Zhiyi had to go back, Shi Yanwen would not let him stay here and take risks, and instead of asking Shi Yanwen to really find out how to go back to Su, causing misunderstanding between the two, it is better for him to ask, anyway, he is a junior, a junior Even if you do something wrong, the elders will always be more tolerant.

After making up his mind, Su Xuyuan prepared to go to bed, took off his shoes and socks, washed up, and neatly covered his body with the quilt.

The newly changed bedding still smelled of sunlight, making it extra warm to cover the body.

I can finally breathe a sigh of relief...

"Xie Feng Dy!"

The angry roar passed through the three-story stone wall, and hit the ears powerfully.

Su Xuyuan sat up abruptly, then froze in a daze: "Illusion...?"

"Xie Feng Dy!!"

"..."

Not an illusion!

The brand-new quilt fell to the ground completely, Su Xuyuan put on his coat and rushed out, the moment the door was knocked back, Su Xuyuan saw Shi Zhiyi on the other side, his face was gloomy and full of devilish energy, wishing to bring Nishen out .

Follow his gaze again.

Xie Fengdi stood up with a smile: "Oh, I'm so angry, I hurt my body, my friend calm down."

Qu Shitu glared at him: "It's something normal people can do to intentionally scare the old man most of the night?!"

"Xie is also very helpless." He blinked his eyes sincerely, "It is really hard to delay the moment of fighting the fire and chasing the dead, so I have to disturb my friend's dream, and I ask my friend to see it for the sake of Xie, and bear it. .”

Qu Shitu raised his fingers tremblingly. It might be difficult for ordinary people to criticize that innocent gesture, but based on his experience of getting along with Su Huanzhen for many years, it is likely that this person was depressed outside and used it to vent his feelings. .

There are legitimate reasons for pushing the boat along the way.

Qu Shitu took a few deep breaths, and said angrily, "Tell me, what do you want me to do for you this time?"

"Those who know me are also good friends," Xie Fengdi smiled, "However, Xie seems to have said it just now."

Qu Shitu said helplessly, "So you're in such a hurry?"

Xie Fengdi said solemnly, "Just be in such a hurry."

"Okay then," Qu Shitu went back to his room and put on his coat, "I'll do it as soon as possible, but it will take at least two days. You two days..."

He paused, looked at the two young men over there, and said, "Let's accompany them first."

"Don't bother." Shi Zhiyi looked troubled, quickly glanced at Su Xuyuan, turned around, and closed the door.

This attitude is common to several people, Qu Shitu shook his head and hurried away, Su Xuyuan was completely sleepless by Shi Zhuyi's glance, so he walked up to Xie Fengdi and said, "Father, do you want some tea?"