[Ancient Wearing Today] You are so enchanting

Guan Jinyu followed the expressionless Xue Liyi and walked straight forward. At the end, there were three or two huts with black tiles and white walls. In front of the house was a big pagoda tree, thick and thick, with luxuriant branches and leaves. Jumping back and forth between the branches, having fun alone.

Xue Liyi's eyes fell on the tree, a trace of confusion flashed in his eyes, and he was stunned.

The corners of her eyes jumped wildly, and she ran towards one of the huts almost crazily. The wooden door was locked by someone who was kicked open violently, and it fell apart immediately. The oncoming dust could almost choke people to death. Xue Li Yi Yi glanced at her former study, then turned around and ran to another hut a little further away——Wen Yang's medicine house.

The running figure brought a gust of wind around Guan Jinyu. Guan Jinyu did not follow her, but walked in while coughing. The sandalwood Shen Ke's bookshelf exudes a musty smell of decay over the years. thread-bound book.

Guan Jinyu casually picked up a set and put it on the table, then opened it to read it, but found that the pages were extremely brittle and yellowed badly, and it took some effort to even read the handwriting.

She looked around and found that the doors and windows were closed, but the dust on the table was as thick as a palm.

Guan Jinyu's heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly left to look for Xue Liyi.

The leaves are all over the ground, mixed with green and yellow. Every time you take a step, you can hear the frozen time like thawed water, slowly gurgling again.

For 1000 years, no one has set foot here. Winter has gone and spring has come, and spring has gone and summer has come. Day after day, year after year, the birds are chirping, and the forest and mountain winds are flickering around. Xue Liyi spun around, brushed her cheek lingeringly, and hooked her fingertips affectionately, he couldn't believe that he had waited until the day when the man came back.

Xue Liyi sat alone in the same dusty medicine hut, and in front of him lay quietly a small box carved from willow wood and soda. After opening the entire box, all I could see was the powerful "Senior Brother Wen Yang's personal message."

She took a deep breath, held down her trembling fingers, and opened and read one by one.

"In the second year, I went to Suizhou to Xizhou, from Hezhou to Lanzhou, but failed to find the person. In the third year, I went along with the people, passed through Minzhou, and entered the Huangshui River Basin. I must find the person. The inspiration is suitable for three years. The fourth day of February."

"Three years, Ping from Huangshui to the north, Yu Guide met the second senior brother, saw him eagerly, hoped that the other party had found Li Yi's whereabouts, but found nothing. We got together in a hurry, parted ways, Ping Jiangnan, the second senior brother still went east , traveled across the ocean, hoping to return soon and bring back good news. Lingping was born on May [-] of the third year."

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"For ten years, Qi Yuping searched all over the south of the Yangtze River for Lin'an, Pingjiang, Zhenjiang, Shaoxing, and Jiaxing, but still failed. The second senior brother came back from Fusang, hating himself for being incompetent and empty of all his abilities, but he couldn't find his brother's love. I am a disciple, so I get drunk every day. It has been more than ten years since I lost my trace of Liyi. We often cry when we think about Liyi or what happened to us. Brother Wen Yang lives alone in Qingcheng, remember that the body is important, Precious, important. Lingqi was born in the Mid-Autumn Festival in August of the tenth year."

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"In 15 years, Zhi heard about the war in the north of the Yangtze River. There were countless casualties. Li Yi was kind-hearted. He thought that he might join the army as a doctor, so he went north with Ling Qi, Ling Ping, and Ling Shun, and mixed into the military camp for investigation. Corpse. I got a report from my disciples last month, saying that Senior Brother Wen was so eager to think about his disciples that he was bedridden.

"In 16, Senior Brother Lingping emerged from the left tent of Jiangbei Daying. His disciples sent his corpse back to Mount Qingcheng. Zhi, Lingqi and Lingshun followed the camp to the north, and they may be able to learn about Liyi's whereabouts. Lingzhi died on the 16th. July."

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The last letter was in 22, that is, the No. 20 year when Xue Liyi left. During these six years, Jingnian's cold handwriting recorded Lingshi, Lingshun, Lingping, Lingzhi, and Lingqi one by one. It is a fact that the feathering has finally turned into a handful of loess.

Her gaze fell aimlessly in the empty medicine shed, and then returned to the letters scattered all over the floor. She seemed to have returned to her previous life, standing under the big locust tree at the door, looking at her lovely The group of old men clumsily packed their bags, waved to her, and bid farewell to this handsome green hill. They watched them leave their hometowns one by one in their later years, and embarked on a road of searching for people that was destined to be fruitless.

——until death.

She wanted to hold them back, tell them not to go, just pretend she was dead.But the hand went straight through their bodies, no one saw her, and no one heard him, everyone left anyway, only Wen Yang stayed on the mountain.

Time changed, winter went to spring, he dragged his sick body and planted a small tree in front of the house, muttering: "When you grow up, will my little clothes come back..."

Guan Jinyu bent down, groped under the box, and pulled out a piece of old sheepskin. Because the color was similar to the color of wood, Xue Liyi couldn't tell.

On the front of the sheepskin is a map, many places are circled with a cinnabar pen, which are the five prefectures of Suizhou, Xizhou, Hezhou, Lanzhou, Minzhou, Huangshui, and Jiangnan mentioned in the letter. circled.

Xue Liyi turned to the back, and sure enough, he found Wen Yang's handwriting, which was still the dazzling red of cinnabar. Wen Yang liked to use vermilion pens before his death. Whether it was writing or doing anything, he said that the color was bright and coquettish, and it matched him very well. Xue Li Every time Yi heard what he said, she would spare no effort to ridicule him.

Now Xue Liyi's eyes are full of red thorns: "Liyi, my apprentice..."

Her eyes became hot, and the parchment fell to the ground, splashing a layer of dust.

Guan Jinyu glanced at her worriedly, but she kept her head down and didn't even give her a look. She picked it up as if nothing had happened, and wiped it clean. Wen Yang's handwriting was beautiful and upright, Han Feng Zang Rui is not as bohemian as his people at all.

"My disciple Liyi, if you see this letter, it proves that your body is safe, and you should rest your eyes under the nine springs as a teacher. Don't feel guilty for our hard search but failed. It should be our doom. Only one For one incident, Lingxiu went down the mountain with you, but after leaving Qingcheng, you were nowhere to be seen. Lingxiu took the blame and was exiled in the rivers and lakes. He was determined to find you back, otherwise he would not enter Qingcheng even if he died. After death, I have never seen him again. If there is such a chance, I hope to find the bones of the spirit cultivator and bury them with us. If there is no chance, there is no need to force it."

Xue Liyi felt as if a hole had been pulled in his heart, his blood flowed aimlessly, but he couldn't find any place, his limbs were cold, his chest felt a sharp pain, and his throat immediately felt a fishy sweetness.

"May my disciple be safe and happy, and live a healthy life." Guan Jinyu finished the last sentence in a low voice, put her arms around Xue Liyi's shoulders, and half brought her into his arms.

A little warmth in the woman's arms, Xue Liyi pulled back her mind that was about to fall apart, her body trembled violently, arched her body like a shrimp, raised her hand and firmly grasped the back of Guan Jinyu's hand, closed her eyes, The blood welling up in his throat was forcefully swallowed back.

Guan Jinyu has no doubt that the back of her hand was scratched by her, but she is very clear that the pain on her flesh is too insignificant compared to Xue Liyi's pain at this time. Guan Jinyu wraps her arms around her. shoulders, holding him tightly in his arms.

Xue Liyi quickly calmed down. To be exact, she had never been noisy before, and she was even more silent than before.

She looked up at Guan Jinyu blankly, her eyes were so red that blood was about to drip, Guan Jinyu thought she would cry at that moment, but she didn't cry after all, she got up from the ground, and at the same time, she didn't forget to pull Guan Jinyu Get up and leave the medicine house together.

As far as Xue Liyi could see was the big locust tree, which was vigorous and independent. She was stunned for a while, and then said to Guan Jinyu: "This should be planted by my master before he died. He said that when it grows up, should I just plant it?" came back……"

Now it is as graceful as a cover.

Suddenly she burst into tears.

Not far from the medicine hut, there is a green bamboo forest, where the bones of Wen Yang and others are buried. The graves are covered with grass, and a bird landed on the tombstone, startled by the long-lost footsteps, fluttering. The wings flew away.

The cold tombstone was right in front of her eyes, each person's name was engraved with fine brushwork, Xue Liyi shuddered, a gust of cold air rushed from the soles of her feet to the top of her head, from the front of her heart to her back was bone-piercingly cold. I really realized that those old men are really gone and will never appear again.

Xue Liyi sat down on the grave, resting his elbows on his half-bent legs, quietly thinking about those years that were not so long but seemed to have passed away.

"Master, am I going to die after bleeding a lot?"

"This... this is not dying, this is called Guishui, it is... hey, it is suitable for you."

"Ah? I said, what am I talking about? This is Guishui. In Volume 14 of "Shoushi Baoyuan", it is said, 'The woman is [-] years old, her meridians first started to move, and it is called Tianguishuizhi.'"

"Your mouth is purely for farting. I want you to explain it clearly to her. You can't speak Lingqi in human language. Why are you laughing at Lingxiu? Don't try to run away. You've packed the cotton strips every month. And Lingzhi, you..."

"Your mother's old Wen! I didn't laugh!"

"Isn't it possible to order you around without laughing? Brother, don't you even have the right to do so? Lingzhi is going to wash the mattress! And that so-and-so, Lingping, you go and ask your disciples to bring up some medicinal materials for raising the palace. Those who are idle Come here to relieve my apprentice's boredom." The old man Wen Yang relied on himself as a senior brother, and shamelessly bossed around with his round and fat body.

"Hey, what kind of senior brother, the one with the hardest fist is the senior brother."

"Come on, come on, find a place to fight, and the brothers will fight until you are convinced!"

"I don't want to fight you. I'm going to wash the mattress for Xiaoyi. I'm busy! Let's play!"

"You just go, I'll go and play with my good apprentice."

The afterglow of the evening reflected a large area of ​​red on the grave.

"You old man, I won't play with you."

Seeing her sitting there for a long time, Guan Jinyu suddenly laughed softly.

Then a mouthful of blood was coughed up without warning.