Descent

Xiyin was slightly taken aback, then raised her head and looked at Zhui Ming steadfastly.

Zhui Ming felt that his ability to perceive words and emotions must have become stronger and stronger recently, and now he was completely able to see her emotions and thoughts from the little Taoist nun's expressionless face and the slight fluctuations in her eyes—for example, now, She was probably a little hesitant and a little dazed.

"You have no money on you, and you don't know the way, and you won't go back to the teacher's school, so where are you going?" Zhui Ming slightly bent down, put one hand on her shoulder, and smiled very sincerely, without even half a joke. Meaning, "Since you have nothing to do now, why don't you go to Bianjing? Bianjing is very lively, and there are many interesting things! I'll take you there for a while - don't worry after playing, maybe it will be good for you Is there any benefit in cultivating the Tao?"

Zhui Ming's eloquence has always been outstanding. In the past when handling cases, he relied on this mouth to alienate the enemy several times before finally saving himself from danger. Now that this eloquence is used here by Xiyin, it is obviously overkill—especially in the end. That sentence clearly hit what Xiyin cared about the most.

The little Taoist girl with a long sword on her back blinked her eyes lightly, raised her head to take a deep look at Zhui Ming, nodded solemnly with a straight face, the confusion in her eyes gradually receded, and finally she returned to her former self calm, with clear eyes.

Zhui Ming finally breathed a sigh of relief this time, looking at the rising sun in front of him, he just felt relieved, seeing that the sky had already brightened, and the sound of disciples walking and talking in Lingxu Temple had already begun, so he no longer worried about what would happen. After waking up others, he just took a deep breath, raised his head and let out a long cry toward the morning glow——his inner strength is strong, and the sound of this long cry was not too loud, but it was very clearly heard on the top of Huashan Mountain. The sky continued to reverberate, and then caused a wave of undulating echoes, and the lingering sound lasted for a long time.

It took a long time for this long whistle to stop, Zhui Ming only felt a sense of openness and joy in his chest, he laughed, and subconsciously touched his gourd, his hand was already on the gourd, only then did he realize that he was out of wine a long time ago, sneered With a sound, he retracted his hand, touched his nose, waved his hand, and the whole person jumped out as if flying, and stood on the mountain road in a blink of an eye-he ran all the way, and the places he passed It is all covered with snow, but there is no half footprint left.

Zhui Ming ran for a few steps and suddenly stopped, turned around with a smile and waved to Xiyin:

"Let's go! Let's go down the mountain to drink!"

Xi Yin raised his eyes to look at him—he had already run a long distance, and his appearance was a little unclear, but his voice was extremely clear, rough and hearty.

At that time, she also stood in front of this mountain path on such a morning when the sun was rising, watching Luo Feng follow several uncles down the mountain.When the senior brother left, there was still a gentle smile on his face, his eyes were filled with anticipation, he touched her head and told her: "Ayin, when the misunderstanding is resolved and Master returns to Chunyang, we will be back together in Jingxu." I will never be bullied by others again, and there will be no more conflicts and misunderstandings between the master, the master ancestor, and the master uncle..."

Later, the senior brother never came back.

Now, she is standing here again, and there is still a person who is going down the mountain on the mountain path—he is completely different from Luo Feng, but he is also very kind to her.

Xiyin pursed her lips, and suddenly raised her breath and stood beside him within a few moments, and then ran down the mountain together side by side——Xiyin's usual cold and detached aura was unexpectedly gentle.

Even Zhuang Zhou couldn't tell which was real and which was illusory, so how could she tell the difference?But at least for her now, what she saw in front of her eyes was all real - that day she sent Luo Feng down the mountain but didn't wait for him to come back, so what about chasing life now?If she doesn't go with him, is it possible that in the future... she won't be able to see him again?Even if she knew in her heart that everyone is always going to die, and that if there is a meeting, there will be a breakup, but if she can, she doesn't want to go through it again—she thinks that her practice is too shallow, not free enough, but it doesn't matter— — No matter what the reason is, she wants to go anyway, so let's go.

……

The first thing after Zhui Ming went down the mountain was to go straight to the tavern and fill his wine gourd, which was several times larger than the usual gourd, with wine. After taking a big mouthful, he let out a comfortable sigh, and left with Xiyin contentedly.

There is a small stall of dough kneaders by the side of the road. The old man who runs the stall looks old, but he is still very energetic. The row of dough kneaders in front of him are of different shapes, but they are all lifelike.

When Xiyin passed by, she couldn't help but turn her head to take another look, and her clear and calm eyes unconsciously brought a little curiosity.

Zhuiming glanced at her, shook his head a little funny, stopped altogether, and dragged the curious little girl to the booth—Xiyin looked down at the hand that was holding her wrist, as if it was slightly Some were not used to it, but they just blinked slightly, and did not break free.

Zhui Ming didn't realize it, and shouted with a smile: "Master, give me a doughnut!"

"Okay!" The uncle immediately responded, full of air, "What kind do you want to make?"

With a desperate smile, he let go of Xiyin's hand, and pointed at the little Taoist nun next to him: "Can I follow her?"

The uncle raised his eyes, stared at Xi Yin, and reached out to fetch the dough: "Okay! Make sure it's exactly the same!"

Xi Yin did not speak from the beginning to the end, and stood there calmly in the eyes of whether the uncle raised his head to look at her, lowered his head slightly, and stared at the dough in his hand intently——Xiyin felt that the dough in the uncle's hand She could see every movement clearly, but she just didn't understand why in a blink of an eye, how could the dough that was still in a ball suddenly turned into a face that vaguely resembled her?The normally expressionless little Taoist nun couldn't help but frowned slightly, wrinkled her small and straight nose, and her eyes were full of puzzlement.

Zhuiming stood aside, looking down at her with interest while drinking wine - she was used to being serious and rigid, this was the first time he saw her like this, he was obviously very curious, but he still insisted on being rigid A small face made a serious look, but it looked a little more lively, more like a child, which made people laugh.

A lifelike little Taoist nun soon appeared in front of several people—not only her facial features and clothes were identical to Xiyin's, but even the long sword on her back was lifelike.

Zhui Ming paid the money, reached out and took the doughnut and handed it to Xiyin——Xiyin hesitated for a moment, but finally reached out to take it over, lowered his head and turned the doughnut that was exactly like himself over and over again, She looked it over carefully, then pursed her lips lightly, took out a handkerchief from her bosom, wrapped the dough man carefully, and put it lightly into her bosom.

I don't know if it's because the expression on her face is still so serious, Zhui Ming actually felt that there was a kind of "precious and precious" in her actions, couldn't help shaking her head and laughing, and reached out to pat her on the shoulder , the words were a little vague because of the wine in his mouth: "There are many interesting things, I will take you to see them slowly!"

Xiyin put the doughnut carefully, and looked up to meet his smiling gaze—the little nun still didn't speak, but nodded seriously, and unconsciously reached out and touched the doughnut on her chest. s position.

……

On the morning of the third day after leaving Huashan, the two were eating breakfast in the hotel room, but Zhui Ming suddenly put down his chopsticks.Xiyin paused for a moment, glanced at the carrier pigeon that had just flown in from the window and was standing in the middle of the table, and quickly looked away, holding the bowl in his hand with his head lowered, continuing to concentrate on drinking the porridge in small sips .

Zhuiming shook his head, reached out and grabbed the pigeon, and took out a note from the bamboo tube on its feet - Zhuiming flattened the note while lowering his head to look at it, and his expression changed after only a moment.

Xi Yin's appetite was small, and he had already finished his breakfast at this time, put down the bowl and wiped his mouth with a handkerchief, and looked up at him—although he didn't speak, there was a hint of questioning in his eyes.

"Xiyin," Zhuiming raised his head, and the smile was restored on his face, but this time he called her name rarely, "We may not be able to go to Bianjing for the time being."

Xiyin looked at him intently.

"I have a case to handle temporarily," Zhui Ming shook the note in his hand, "You stay here for a few days first, don't run around so as not to get lost, and I'll take you to Bianjing when I come back after finishing the case." !"

Xiyin bit her lips lightly, she neither nodded nor shook her head, her expression was slightly hesitant.

Zhui Ming has long been used to her indifferent reaction, and he doesn't care. He just picked up his bowl and drank his own bowl of porridge in one go, and was about to walk out the door. He paused as if for something, and stepped back.

"I will pay one month's rent for you first. If I don't come back after one month, I probably won't be able to come back. Don't wait for me." Zhui Ming said this with a look of indifference on his face With a smile, he took out his own purse as he spoke, finally found some money from the deflated purse, and stuffed it into Xiyin's hand, "You also have some money with you, just in case I really can't come back, and you can still buy a few steamed buns to fill your stomach."

Zhui Ming said, probably remembering how the little girl stared at Baozi when the two met for the first time, and couldn't help laughing——Xi Yin, who was still sitting, stood up all of a sudden He turned around, retracted his hand, and shook his head: "I will go too."

She has never spoken loudly, her tone is a little cold, but she is extremely persistent.

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