Yang Jian, is this yours?

"Is he awake?"

"There is no wound on the body, and no problems can be found in other places, but I don't know why I haven't woken up..."

"It's already the third day. After finally finding Qingxi, he still won't wake up. What should I do?"

"Junior Sister, don't worry too much, it will be fine."

"I hope Qingxi is okay."

……

Qingxi woke up after hearing the conversation between the two. He saw the familiar bed curtain and smelled the familiar smell in the air. It was a fresh breath mixed with the smell of ice and snow, which was unique to Chunyang Mountain.

A woman was sitting by Qingxi's bed with her back turned to him, talking to another person.

Shangguan Boyu's eyes lit up when he saw Qingxi waking up, and he hurriedly said, "Mr.

Yu Rui hurriedly turned around when she heard that, and happened to meet Qingxi's eyes. In an instant, her beautiful eyes were filled with tears. She only wiped Qingxi's hand lightly with her cuff and asked, "Qingxi, are you feeling better?" ?”

Qingxi stared blankly at the two people in front of her, not knowing what to say for a while.

"Qingxi? Qingxi?" Yu Rui called out anxiously twice, seeing that Qingxi hadn't responded, he asked Shangguan Boyu worriedly, "Senior brother, what's wrong with Qingxi? Could it be that he has the disease of leaving the soul?" Well, why doesn't he seem to know us?"

"Let me try it." Shangguan Boyu came to Qingxi, stretched out five fingers together and shook in front of him, "Qingxi, you're back to your senses."

"Third Martial Uncle, Fourth Martial Uncle." Qingxi blinked and smiled slightly: "I'm not stupid, it's okay."

Datang, he is back again.

Time flies.

Qingxi had just sparred with his fellow disciples for a while, and now he was sitting on the edge of the cliff to rest. He has been back for more than half a month. He heard from Uncle Yu Rui that he was picked up by Qixiu disciples passing by at the foot of a mountain in Luoyang and sent back. At that time, his whole body was intact, but he had been in a deep sleep, and even the disciples of Ten Thousand Flowers Valley couldn't do anything about it.

And it has been several years since he left Datang, and even now the war is over, the people are beginning to recuperate, and the various sects that have been baptized by the war have also begun to rebuild, people gradually hide the pain caused by the war in their memories, they Full of hope and energy, everything is thriving.

Now Qingxi occasionally helps to guide new disciples. Due to years of wars, there were many orphans in the village below the mountain. Most of these children were brought into the Pure Yang Palace to practice and study. Qingxi finally became someone else's senior brother.

In his spare time, he would compete with his brothers and sisters from the same school. When he was left alone, Qingxi would sit alone on the mountain to enjoy the snow scenery and feed the cranes. Compared with when he left, he has become calmer now There are many, but it also seems a little lonely.

Qingxi was painting on the snow with branches, and a handsome man's face was gradually formed on the snow. When he was about to draw a few strokes, he suddenly stopped moving, and a few cranes wandering leisurely around him pecked at him. One bite, and then unknowingly crushed Qingxi's snow painting and flapped its wings innocently and screamed twice.

"You little rascals." Qingxi sighed helplessly, but he was not angry. He touched the crane's feathers a few times and said with a smile, "You really look a bit like a crane boy."

Qingxi stood up and brushed off the snow from his body. He wrapped his cloak tightly and prepared to go back to the main hall. Now it's time to teach his brothers and sisters how to practice swords.

"Qingxi." Yu Rui was explaining matters to some disciples outside, when she saw Qingxi coming, she greeted Qingxi with a smile and said, "You look good today."

"Thank you uncle for your concern, Qingxi's health has recovered." Qingxi replied obediently.

Yu Rui nodded and said, "It's not good for you to be bored all the time on the mountain. It just so happens that I have something to send to Qixiufang to the owner Ye Zhiqing, so you can go for me."

Qingxi knew that Master Uncle wanted him to go out to have a look and relax, so he thanked Master Uncle for his kindness and went to pack up his things. He was drowsy for a few days before he came back, but later he tried to enrich himself with busyness, and indeed he hadn't gone down the mountain yet. I went to see it.

It's just that when he thinks about the days in Xiqi, he still feels like he's dreaming, but the items left in the package that witnessed the memories of him and Yang Jian remind him that it's not just a dream.

Qingxi sighed and cheered up, life must go on.

Qingxi walked all the way to Yangzhou, and then went to Qixiu by boat, and found that the destroyed cities and places in the past have begun to rebuild houses, and there are more people buying and selling things on the street.

"Are you the Taoist leader of Chunyang Palace?"

The old boatman asked kindly while rowing: "Did you go down the mountain to practice?"

Qingxi nodded.

The boatman smiled and said: "I know that the people from Chunyang Palace are all good people, and the other knights in the rivers and lakes are also good people."

"Two years ago, if a group of knights hadn't rescued our village occupied by the Spike Army, the old man's bones would have been buried underground."

"But a lot of people died, and the blood stained the sky red." The old boatman sighed and said, "I can't repay the kindness of heroes in my life, so I can only be a ferryman here. People who seem to come and go, think about those past events."

Qingxi quietly listened to the old man nagging and talking for a long time. When the boat docked, he wanted to pay, but the old man waved his hand and said no.

"I am a knight across the rivers and lakes. I don't charge money. I just want to be happy and show my heart."

The old man smiled heartily, then waved his hands to support the pole and left. Qingxi felt a little more touched in his heart when he saw his figure going away.

Qingxi immediately asked someone to introduce her to visit Ye Zhiqing, the owner of Qixiufang. She is also a strange woman, and Qingxi admires her very much. The girl in the middle is also introverted.

"Go to Xiufang and have a look around, our place is quite different from Chunyang." Ye Zhiqing laughed.

"Thank you, Master Ye." Qingxi thanked him politely before turning and leaving.

When he was wandering around in Waifang, he saw that many new disciples had arrived here, most of them were girls, only a few boys, and they all looked at Qingxi in amazement, talking and laughing coquettishly behind their backs, and Qingxi was taken by them. Feeling very uncomfortable, I went to sit down by a lake where no one was there, and threw a small stone into the water, watching the ripples on the lake.

He didn't notice a big lotus blooming in front of him. When the breeze blew, the lotus suddenly swayed twice, and then Qingxi heard a cry.

"Qingxi, Qingxi."

Qingxi suddenly raised her head and looked around, as if she heard Nezha's voice, but there was no one around, so Qingxi looked around again.

"It's me, Nezha!"

"Nezha?" Qingxi suddenly stood up and looked around, "Where are you? Why are you here?"

Nezha stopped talking, the calm lake surface was broken, and a handsome boy with a ball head and Qixiu school uniform peeked out of the water.

Qingxi couldn't help but asked in surprise, "Nezha? Is it you?"

The author has something to say: That Nezha in Xiutai’s school uniform hahaha

About Huang Tianhua and Kong Xuan, Su Bai, Xiaotiangou and King Zhou's supporting roles will be answered later in the article and in the small episode.

Qingxi's Fanxuan Book is more useful, by the way, let's guess who is the real behind-the-scenes boss