The teacher is a fish

One month after Chen Jianfang and Fan Hesheng met Shen Qingshu, Jiang Shuyin led an army of villains to attack again.

The soldiers approached the city, and the wicked were rampant.

Faced with such a situation, Zhengdao finally surrendered in this 31-year war.

Regarding this, Jiang Shuyin rode on the back of the jet-black remnant leopard, looked at the sky and sighed leisurely: "This day has finally come."

31 years of war, 31 springs and autumns, more than 300 days and nights, during this period, how many peach blossoms flew down, and lovesickness drifted to nowhere...

Xiao Yu, who was beside him, swung the snake spear in his hand, and sat on the white tiger with a fierce look on his face: "Surrender on the right way, the battle is settled now, you... go back to Falling Cloud Mountain and take a look."

The strong wind blew through Jiang Shu's snow-like hair, raising the black and mighty battle robe behind him.The newly emerging scorching sun slowly shone on his face, making that already handsome face even more stunning.

"No need." Said lightly, Jiang Shuyin stared straight ahead with his dark eyes.

Xiao Yu looked back at him, a little surprised and said, "Why don't you go back?"

Jiang Shu Yin said: "Now is not the time."

Zhengdao surrendered, but Jiang Shuyin didn't think it was over.

In this battle, even if the villains win a complete victory, there are not a few brothers who died among the wicked.

"The war with the West Pole does not start when anyone wants to start, and end when he wants to. If you don't sign some treaties with them and don't let them lose something, how can you be worthy of the dead brothers?"

Xiao Yu's eyebrows opened slightly, and Jiang Shuyin raised his head and said: "For example, the land that my villain has occupied now is the result of my brothers' hard work, and they don't want to go back!" As soon as these words came out, they were ruthless and crazy.

The news that Jiang Shuyin wanted to sign a treaty with Zhengdao spread like wind all over the world. Among the Zhengdao, some agreed and some disagreed. Just like before, they were divided into two factions, arguing and quarreling all day long.

Naturally, this matter could not be hidden from Shen Qingshu who was in Falling Cloud Mountain. When he knew about this matter, Nongyu and the other three happened to be there.

Nongyu, dressed in moon-white plain clothes, lightly clenched her fists and coughed softly on her lips: "You really can't mess with this child, Shuyin."

Shen Zijun put both hands on the table, and said expressionlessly: "He wants to negotiate a treaty with Zhengdao, and he can come back sooner, but now it's probably too far away."

Song Xiaoyu sat beside Shen Zijun, tilted his head and said, "No way?"

In the end was Shen Qingshu who was sitting with them. Shen Qingshu looked at the white snow that was about to melt all over the ground, and said softly, "No way. Zhengdao has no intention of fighting again, and he will be back soon."

In another month, it will be another bright spring in March.

As soon as March arrives, the heavy snow melts, green grass shoots sprout again, and pink buds bloom gently among the clusters of peach trees.

Like bright red and desolate rouge, dotted all over the world.

The pink peach blossoms are charming and colorful from a distance, majestic and majestic from a distance, and are in full swing.

As Shen Qingshu said, even though the Righteous Way is divided into two factions, but after only one month, no matter how harsh Jiang Shuyin's request was, they all bowed their heads and accepted it.

The truce between the good and the evil sides made it not only the two of them who were happy, but also the people all over the world.

The common people sang and danced, even though half of the world has now belonged to the West Pole, everyone knelt on the ground crying and laughing, saying God's blessing one after another.

Jiang Shuyin, who passed by here, saw all this deeply. He sat in the chariot of Xiji and looked down from above.

The evils didn't know his intentions and didn't dare to disturb him, so they let him watch quietly for a long time, and finally put down the curtain of the chariot silently, and said softly, "Let's go."

The chariot took him to a distant place to pay homage to his dead brother. After all this was settled, Jiang Shuyin finally came to the foot of Falling Cloud Mountain with all the evil.

As if he had known that he was coming, the always bustling Reminiscence Street under Falling Cloud Mountain was empty at this time.

Looking at this familiar street, looking at the tall and verdant fairy mountain in front of him, Jiang Shuyin was wearing black armor, walking in a daze among the crowd of evils, as if in an instant, he saw some familiar scenes, as if he had returned to When I was a child—"Junior brother, come quickly!" The eight or nine-year-old Jiang Shuyin was mischievous and always seemed to have endless energy.

The little Zijun who was following him, dressed in green clothes, walked behind him panting on two slender legs.

At this time, it is night, recalling the comings and goings of people on the street and the bright lights.

The little boy ran for a while with a pale face, and finally bent over and put his hands on his legs, panting for a while.After a short rest, he regained some strength, then gritted his teeth and looked up angrily at the little figure running in the crowd.

Xiao Shuyin is eight or nine years old, not very tall, but frighteningly energetic.

Little Zijun just bent down to rest for a while, and he followed the adult's footsteps and got into the crowd, only let Shen Zijun see his white clothes and black hair raised high with a headband.

Seeing that he was about to disappear from his line of sight, Xiao Zijun's face became paler, as if he was afraid that he would disappear, so he hurriedly followed him without taking a rest.

Today is the festival, and there are bustling and beautiful lanterns everywhere on both sides of Remembrance Street.Xiao Zijun searched for a long time among the lanterns and the crowd, and finally found him under a tall carp lantern.

Xiao Shuyin didn't know that he had been looking for him for a long time. He looked at the carp lantern in front of him and clapped his hands happily. After clapping for a while, he suddenly heard the sound of a person breathing heavily next to his ear, so he turned around and said, "Ah, junior brother ,you are too slow!"

After finding him, little Zijun didn't care about anything else, and sat down on the ground panting with a cold face, ignoring him at all.

Xiao Shuyin was not surprised, squatted beside him with a smile, put his arms around him and said sweetly: "What? Are you angry?"

Xiao Zijun sat on the ground, folded his hands, his face was terribly cold.

"Oh, ok, ok, I was wrong, I shouldn't have run so fast." With a fawning sway in his arms, Xiao Shuyin's black and white eyes flicked around and said, "I just saw there was a Candy figurines, let's go buy together?"

Xiao Zijun looked back at him and said angrily: "Next time, if you run so fast, don't let me find you again!"

Xiao Shuyin nodded, while dragging him up from the ground: "Got it, I was wrong."

Hearing his sincere apology, Xiao Zijun's face softened a little, and he got up from the ground together.The two walked through the crowd holding hands, admiring the surrounding lanterns.As he was walking, Xiao Zijun suddenly heard Jiang Shu Yin said: "Junior Brother, from now on, we will come down every year on this day to watch lanterns and buy sugar figurines, how about it?"

Xiao Zijun didn't look back at him, but held his hand tightly, "Hmph, I'm afraid someone will break his promise!"

Hearing this, Xiao Shuyin turned her head and was unhappy: "Hey kid, okay, come on, let's pull the hook, whoever breaks his promise is a puppy!"

……

These innocent and childish words lingered in Jiang Shuyin's mind.

Wearing a pitch-black armor, he walked step by step on the familiar and familiar street, his eyes gradually turned red.

Tilting his head slightly, Jiang Shuyin took a shallow breath, and murmured with all the evil, "I'm a puppy."

Slowly stepping into the protective formation of Falling Cloud Mountain, there are already countless light-clothed disciples standing inside.When they saw Jiang Shuyin and saw his hair full of silver threads, many of them secretly turned around and wiped away their tears with reddened eyes.

Jiang Shuyin glanced casually, and found that they were all acquaintances.

A hundred years ago, Jiang Shuyin got into trouble repeatedly, and sometimes he made a big mistake. In order to teach him a lesson, Shen Qingshu severely punished him not to eat, and knelt in the study facing the wall to think about his past.

If Shen Qingshu wasn't really angry, Jiang Shuyin would still dare to act like a baby with him and talk about conditions.If he was unlucky and Shen Qingshu was really angry, then he could only kneel down on the mat in the study room and think about it pitifully on an empty stomach.

Fortunately, although Jiang Shuyin is very mischievous, there are many brothers and sisters in Falling Cloud Mountain who like him and love him.

Every time he was punished, when the disciples saw that Shen Qingshu was resting, they would try their best to make something and send it to him secretly.

The most diligent food deliverers were Xiaonan, Tianrui, and Yunxin in the mountain patrol team.

Every time the three of them sneaked through the window to deliver food to him, they would grin their teeth and pretend to be annoyed, and slapped his little head hard: "You! You are so small, why did this disaster happen so quickly?" So often? Listen carefully, this is the last time, do you know? If you dare to cause trouble next time and make Qianyang Zun angry, we won’t give you food and make you starve for a whole day!"

Even though they all said that, Jiang Shuyin had been in trouble for so many years. Since he was a child, they never really refused to bring him food and left him hungry.

Now, watching these three people wipe their tears in the crowd, it seems that they are sad for his pale hair, or they are crying for his rough life.

Jiang Shuyin's eyes were also very red. The disciples of Falling Cloud Mountain did not stop him, but pointed the way up the mountain for him with one hand.

Jiang Shuyin thanked them with a slight nod, and led countless villains step by step, step by step, up to the Falling Cloud Mountain that he had dreamed of for more than 400 years.

The plants and trees on the mountain are still the same as before, except that they are higher and more vigorous, and there is no change.

These roads, these scenes are all deep and deep memories and thoughts.

Looking at them, no matter how strong Jiang Shuyin was, his heart was filled with lingering memories, which still made his breathing tremble slightly, and hot tears poured out of his eyes, smashing hard on the black armor.

Finally, after going through many paths, he finally walked up the straight road to Qingyun Palace.

On the way, he met Nongyu in plain clothes. Nongyu cried and hugged him, and called him as gently as before.

In front of the gate of Qingyun Hall, Shen Zijun and Song Xiaoyu stood in front of the gate, one on the left and one on the right, leading many disciples from Falling Cloud Mountain, and bowed slightly to him.

Jiang Shuyin also bowed to them with all the evils, shook hands with Shen Zijun heavily, touched Song Xiaoyu's head with a smile, and ordered all the evils to stay where they were, walked to the gate of Qingyun Palace alone, and pushed it open hard.

——When did Shen Qingshu and him practice their swords against the wind outside Qingyun Palace, which was full of flying flowers.

Jiang Shuyin's swordsmanship, every move and style, all come from him.

Jiang Shuyin's mentality, every word, comes from him.

When practicing sword against the wind, there is no distinction between spring, summer, autumn and winter, night and day.

Not to mention Shen Qingshu's hand attached to his hand, how many movements he corrected.

Now, the master and apprentice are in love, even if it is despised, but the two of them have never been afraid.

The moment the door opened, Jiang Shuyin saw nothing else.

There was only the man in white who was sitting high on the snow.

Walking towards him step by step slowly, the peach blossoms falling outside the window are astonishing, like a heavy peach-colored rain in the twilight. After the rain, it has amazed countless times.

Walking to the center of the hall, the two of them stared for a moment, and Shen Qingshu, who was sitting high, suddenly raised his head high.

Jiang Shuyin lifted his armor and knelt down to him.

After shaking his head three times, he raised his head, tears streaming down his face before he could say anything.

But even so, Jiang Shuyin and Shen Qingshu, who was sitting on the seat, still looked at each other, and said loudly: "Master, please accept my apprentice's worship!"

——Life is like this.

There are joys and sorrows.There are partings and reunions.

Everyone's life is a book, and you are the protagonist in the book.

I am Jiang Shuyin, and my life has been rough and difficult.But fortunately, I met the best master in the world.

And my master is a fish.

The author has something to say: It's finally over!

There will be a few extra chapters to meet everyone, such as who the skeleton man is, what happened to the big brother, and the wedding between Master and Shu Yin~

Finally, I am very grateful to the little angels who have seen here, thank you for your support and encouragement to me!

In addition, this is my first book in Jinjiang, and many places are not enough, so I am really grateful to those little angels who leave comments almost every night [deep bow]

In the end, when I finish writing the extra episode, it may be just catching bugs and editing the text. Anyway, thank you everyone~

In addition, I would like to recommend new books, one <There is a ghost in front, I am afraid>, one <Thousand-year-old Jinan>, they are all favorite articles~