The white clothes of the mountains and rivers are still as old as before

"Yeah, this is also the most decent year I've had in so many years..." Wen Kexing fiddled with his half-empty glass, as if he was aroused by Zhang Chengling's words.

The ghost valley is not a place for people to stay in. After 20 years in the ghost domain, how can there be family reunion and reunion? Calculating this and that, even if you practice peerless martial arts, so what?

Thinking of this, he couldn't help laughing at himself: "In the end, I'm not just a wandering ghost, no one to drink wine under the lamp, no one to grow old with me..." Although he said the words lost, but that His amorous eyes lingered on Zhou Zishu.

Zhou Zishu still couldn't see his little thought of acting like a baby, so he held his wine glass and snorted, "That's because you have already practiced a peerless magic skill."

"And now it's not someone who is drinking with you under the lamp, someone..." Bai Yi's playful eyes flashed between the two of them, picked up the wine glass that had not been touched just now, touched Zhou Zishu, looked at Wen Kexing, Youyou spit out the second half of the sentence: "With you..."

The undercurrent between Zhou Zishu and Wen Kexing was turbulent, even the white clothes saw it in his eyes, and he knew it well. Since the two of them didn't make it clear, he would see through it.

Wen Kexing's feigned sadness was also stirred up into a drunken brew by the teasing of these two people. He raised his wine glass, and the three wine glasses were intertwined on the table, even just now. Zhang Chengling also picked up the glass of cool orange juice and joined the fun. A series of crisp sounds accompanied by "Happy New Year!" blessings drifted to every corner of the room.

It was rare for Wen Kexing and Bai Yi to show their skills. The smell of the food made people's stomachs growl, and all the worries and melancholy were scattered into the stomach along with Wangyou, and they were thrown away completely. Reunion is the most important thing.

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After three rounds of wine, five tastes of food, the cups and plates have been messed up.Seeing that everyone was full of wine and food, Wen Kexing and Zhou Zishu were still punching and drinking, Zhang Chengling had already started to clear the table, and the white clothes looked more leaky, it was almost midnight, he stood up and picked up a bottle of wine on the table Regardless of Zhou Zishu's heartache, he yelled: "Old Bai, there are only three jugs of wine, don't just take them away." Then he turned out of the main hall and walked towards the kitchen. Walked out of the Four Seasons Villa.

"Master, grand master uncle, where is he going? Aren't you going to watch the new year with us?" Zhang Chengling asked his master while he was clearing the dishes and chopsticks when he saw the back of the white clothes going away.

"Axu, guess what the little uncle is doing." Wen Kexing said with a smile while playing with his wine glass.Only when Bai Yi was not around did he dare to tease him like this. If he yelled in such a short and short manner in front of Bai Yi, that duplicity would order to blow his hair.

"Do you still need to guess? Before Chinese New Year, Master never watched the New Year with us. After the New Year's Eve dinner, he didn't know where to go. He only came back to preside over the ancestor worship on the first day of the Lunar New Year. Now I think about it, I am going to accompany Master Uncle." And Now Bai Yi should also go to Qin Huaizhang's tomb to watch the new year with him.Zhou Zishu poured himself a glass of wine cherishingly. There were only one and a half jugs left of the original three jugs of fine wine, so he had no choice but to cherish some wine.

"So Grand Master Uncle is going to accompany Grand Master?" Zhang Chengling packed up a stack of cups and plates, and wanted to take them to the kitchen, but never wanted to take too many things, and accidentally broke two bowls.

"I'm so careless, I'm just thinking about your fireworks. My heart is wild." Zhou Zishu put down his glass, checked to see if Zhang Chengling was injured, and then pretended to be serious.

The sound of crackling firecrackers at the bottom of the mountain was faintly transmitted to the mountain. Zhang Chengling only listened to the series of crisp sounds, and his mind was halfway out, thinking about packing up quickly and going out to play. The more anxious he was, the more he It was self-defeating, he looked at the broken bowls on the ground, and was at a loss for a while.

Seeing his little apprentice stunned in place, Zhou Zishu softened his tone and said in a gentle voice, "Okay, go and play."

Zhang Chengling was naturally very happy, but the bowls and chopsticks hadn't been cleaned yet, so he looked at Wen Kexing subconsciously, and said in a low voice, "Master?"

"Sui Sui is safe, good luck, and I and your master are still here, let's play." Wen Kexing also coaxed with a smile.

As if Zhang Chengling had received an amnesty, he didn't care about the uncleared dishes on the table and the broken bowls on the ground, and ran out with a jump.

Zhang Chengling is only 15 years old after the new year. He is the age who loves to play and play. At the New Year's Fair, he pestered Wen Kexing to buy him a lot of fireworks and firecrackers, just waiting for the New Year's Eve to have a good time. enough.

Zhou Zishu looked at the fireworks gradually blooming in mid-air, and listened to the lively play of young people in the courtyard. The fleeting brilliance illuminated his comfortable and happy expression and the slight smile on the corner of his lips.

"No, this year must be a good year."

Wen Kexing just looked at his profile, and his heart was filled. The two looked at each other and smiled. This year must be a good year.

With the remaining pot of old wine and a few plates of nut snacks, the two of them exchanged cups by coincidence. Tonight, if they don’t get drunk, they will stay together until dawn.

Before the two of them could decide the winner, Zhang Chengling called "Master" from the courtyard. The urgent voice didn't seem like anything good happened. The two looked at each other, then got up and went to check in a hurry.

I saw Zhang Chengling was still holding a firework, half-kneeling on the ground at a loss, and when he saw Zhou Zishu rushing over, he pointed to the figure in black beside him who had fallen on the ground and said, "Master, this man is from the fence jumped in."

Zhou Zishu carefully turned the man in black over to reveal his face. When he saw this man, he yelled in surprise: "Han Ying? Han Ying!"

How could Han Ying, the deputy commander of the skylight, come to the Four Seasons Villa with injuries all over his body on New Year's Eve?

But this is obviously not the time to get to the bottom of it. Han Ying is so badly injured that she is already unconscious.

Wen Kexing helped Zhou Zishu carefully carry the man to the nearby side hall, and placed him on a low couch. While digging out a pack of silver needles to give Han Ying the needles to bring him back to his senses, he ordered Zhang Chengling to go to the medicine room to get some ginseng. The piece comes.

Zhou Zishu stood by and waited anxiously. He didn't wake up until the ginseng tablets were delivered to Han Ying's mouth, and was laid flat on the low couch by Wen Kexing and the two of them.

"Chengling, you go and burn a brazier and bring it over first, and then go and get your great uncle back." Wen Kexing saw Zhang Chengling circling around like a headless fly, so he found something for him to do. In the current situation, Axu is in a state of confusion, so he has to call Bai Yi back to take charge of the overall situation.

Zhang Chengling responded and went to the kitchen first. There were few people in the side hall, so it was a little damp and cold. The room had to be warmed up quickly so that the patient could recuperate.

Zhou Zishu sat on the edge of the low couch in his robe, looking at Han Ying, whose face was like gold paper and his lips were bloodless, his brows were all knit together.

Han Ying gained some strength, and weakly took out a piece of transparent broken glass from her bosom and stuffed it into Zhou Zishu's hand, and said weakly: "The owner...the glass armor...I stole it back..."

"Why do I want this thing?" Zhou Zishu only took a look at the glazed armor, then put it on the side of the slump, frowned and said, "Didn't I tell you not to take risks?"

Even if it is an adventure, Han Ying has to do it, because he learned from King Jin that the yin and yang books in the arsenal can cure all stubborn diseases in the world, and he changed his life against the sky. The main collection is Qi Liulijia.

And what Zhou Zishu cared about was neither the glazed armor nor the arsenal, but how Han Ying got hurt like this, and what happened after Yue Yang's farewell?

After Zhou Zishu left the skylight, in fact, people from the skylight have been secretly inquiring about his whereabouts. Some people even recognized him at the Yueyang Heroes Conference. Han Ying was afraid that the news would leak, and Zhou Zishu would be found by King Jin, so he simply killed everyone to blame him. He gave it to the poisonous scorpion, but this move could not be hidden from King Jin for long, so he had to find more things that were useful to Zhou Zishu before fleeing Jinzhou. After finding a piece of glazed armor, he was discovered by Tianchuang. Fortunately, Xingming, a son adopted by Bi Changfeng from the former department of Four Seasons Villa, was there to cover him, and he escaped from Jinzhou.

Although Han Ying and those youths adopted by the former part of the villa are not disciples of the Four Seasons Villa, they are the same as the seniors of the villa, willing to go through fire and water for the owner of the villa, to die for Zhou Zishuxiao, and to die later...

Because Zhou Zishu is worth it, it's worth everyone risking their lives to follow him.

In addition to desperately bringing back Liulijia, Han Ying also brought back another piece of news, a truth that had been hidden for more than twenty years.

Zhou Zishu's father did not die of illness that year, but was secretly assassinated by the King of Jin for the crime of rebellion!

Zhou Zishu's face was blank and his eyes widened. This is impossible. His father died of illness. His father was not only the in-law of King Xianjin, but also his best friend and confidant. King Xianjin...his uncle...has What reason to kill his father?

Could it be...he actually took more than [-] lives in the villa to kill the son of his father and enemy!

Standing beside him, Wen Kexing naturally saw that Zhou Zishu was shocked and bewildered by lightning, but right now he has no time to dwell on the grievances from 20 years ago. Think long term.

Han Ying's injuries were already serious, and he had traveled thousands of miles, exhausted his energy, and now he was exhaling more energy than inhaling, but even so.However, he was still thinking about collecting Qi Liuli Armor for Zhou Zishu, and he must find the yin and yang book of the genius doctor valley to save his owner, but his ability is limited, and he only got one piece by desperate efforts, but he didn't know that he risked his life The glass armor stolen back was a fake.

Zhou Zishu watched Han Ying's breath weaken, but he was still thinking about his old wounds, and wanted to die for him. The shock in his heart made him panic, and he held Han Ying's cold hand tightly.Tell him to hold on, and go to Liulijia together when he recovers from his injury.

Wen Kexing watched Han Ying take his life for the fake glazed armor he made, but he was still thinking about Ah Xu's injury when he was dying. Ying died in front of Ah Xu just like that, but his pulse was already flustered, and Wen Kexing suddenly thought of something?

"Axu, you forgot, the Great Witch of Southern Border is coming." If the Great Witch of Southern Border can heal Ah Xu's injury, he must be able to save Han Ying's life.

Zhou Zishu also held Han Ying's hand as if he had grasped a life-saving straw, and said excitedly, "Wuxi and Beiyuan are on the way, Han Ying, hold on for a while, and they will be cured when they arrive." You." As he said this, he couldn't wait to entrust Han Ying to Wen Kexing, while he hurried down the mountain to find Ping An to try to welcome back the Dawu as soon as possible, and before that, he asked Wen Kexing to save Han Ying's life.

Wen Kexing watched him walking in a hurry, held Han Ying's hand from behind, and said firmly: "Brother Han, don't worry, the little uncle will be back in a while, and with us, even if the bull's head and horse face are delicate, don't even think about hooking him away." go to your soul."

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Naturally, Bai Yi didn't know what happened on New Year's Eve at Four Seasons Villa.

Carrying the food box, he walked slowly to Qin Huaizhang's tomb by the gradually blooming fireworks in the night sky.

Although it is deep winter, the green grass surrounding the mausoleum.But it was only slightly yellow as if it was blessed by the heavens. Under the night fireworks, the two tombstones standing side by side in the green mountains and green waters appeared a little desolate and deserted on the New Year's Eve when thousands of houses were lit.

Bai Yi put down the food box, first cleaned the stone table of the tombstone under the moonlight, lit three pillars of high incense for Qin Huaizhang, and then sat cross-legged in front of his tomb.

"In the past, you came to see me year after year on New Year's Eve. This year, I will come to see you and watch the New Year with you." Bai Yi babbled as he brought out two plates of side dishes and a plate of dumplings from the food box, solemnly placed on a stone table.

"This is the dumpling made by myself. Although it is definitely not as delicious as the one made by Mrs. Bi, it is better than nothing. You can make it as soon as you can. Don't be disgusted. I have learned it for a long time, and my master respects it." You didn’t take a bite of the food I cooked, so it’s cheap for you.”

As he spoke, he picked up the jug again.Poured a glass of aged wine and paid homage to Qin Huaizhang's tomb.

"Zi Shu's habit of hiding wine must have been learned from you. You said that you hid so much wine back then, but in the end you didn't drink a single sip. You used to tease me and let me drink with you. I remember saying What's so good about wine, half drunk and half awake, drowsy after drinking, it's definitely not a good thing. But now it seems that I'm biased. Wine is indeed a good thing. It can both forget and relieve worries. I can still see you in my dream." He said.He poured the glass of Wangyousan slowly on the stone table, the mellow wine slid across the table and seeped into the soil, and poured another glass and placed it opposite him.

"This is the fine wine you were reluctant to drink back then. I'll bring you a jug to satisfy your hunger. In the future, I'll tell Zishu to bring you a jug every New Year's Eve."

Bai Yi also poured a glass for himself, and lightly touched the wine glass on the stone table, the clear and clear voice echoed in the mausoleum, feeling a little relieved and happy.

"I offer you a toast, tonight we won't go home drunk!" Tasting the thick and mellow wine, the white clothes also got a little drunk, holding the stone table and complaining.

"Qin Huaizhang, you are a bastard. Not only did you hide my bell, but you also took the initiative to accept apprentices on your behalf. Does your master know that? Didn't he beat you up? How do you settle this account for lying to me for so many years?" As he spoke, he took another sip of the wine in the glass, and moved his body to lean sideways on the cold tombstone.

"Accepting apprentices on behalf of a teacher... Even though I am older than you, you take advantage of me and want to be my senior brother. Are you lacking in virtue? Do I agree? You just make your own opinions. Who cares about being your senior brother?" Alcohol was getting a little drunk, he leaned on the tombstone, blindfolded, looking at the colorful fireworks lighting up the night sky below the mountain.

"In the past, I always blamed myself and thought that I was a spiritual creature, not worthy of the emotions and desires, and the fireworks in the world, and I couldn't bear your expectations. Now I think it's all my wishful thinking and hypocrisy. You too, what's the matter? Can't you talk about it? You have to keep it from me, if we both get rid of our knot earlier, maybe we won't be in this situation now."

"What's the point of saying this now? You've been dead for more than ten years, and you don't know how you are doing there. Is there anyone to accompany you to celebrate the New Year and watch the New Year with you. Maybe you eat it now Go to the dumplings made by sister-in-law Bi, drink and fight with your brothers, and Jiu Xiao is also entangled with you, let's go around you, why should I worry about you..."

"You wait for me, wait for me... When everything is over, I will go to accompany you. This time, I will not be willful anymore. When the time comes, I will cook for you and drink with you... "Drunkenness gradually came to his head, and he actually became a little groggy, leaning against the tombstone and fell asleep, but before he reunited with the old man in his dream, he heard a faint cry.

Zhang Chengling trotted towards the tomb on the back mountain, saw the erratic candlelight from a distance, and shouted eagerly: "Uncle Grand Master! Uncle Grand Master! Something happened!"

Hearing the approaching shouts, Bai Yi frowned, barely sat up straight, shook his drowsy mind, and said impatiently: "The New Year's Eve is arguing at the ancestral grave, what's the matter, what's wrong? baby?"

Zhang Chengling ran up to him, supported his knees to catch his breath, and said out of breath, "Uncle Grand Master...something really happened. Brother Han came and was seriously injured. Uncle Master asked me to find you back."

Bai Yi didn't react for a while, and asked blankly: "Who? Who do you say was seriously injured?"

"Han Ying, Brother Han!"

Han Ying? !

Bai Yi shook his head, shook off all the drowsiness, took a deep breath and closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, his eyes had returned to clarity.

"Let's go!" Without further ado, Bai Yi held Zhang Chengling by the collar, leaped vertically, and flew towards the Four Seasons Villa.

After going back and forth, when Bai Yi returned to the Four Seasons Villa, it was already dawn.

Zhang Chengling led him directly into the side hall, yelling: "Master Uncle, Grand Master Uncle is back!"

As soon as Bai Yi entered the room, he saw two people sitting on the low couch. One had a face like gold paper and was dying. It was obviously Han Ying who was seriously injured, while the other was not looking much better.

He walked up to him, held Han Ying's wrist, raised his three fingers together, caught his pulse, and frowned more and more tightly. Ke Xing used his internal strength to maintain it until now.

"Old Wen, this is not the way to go. No matter how deep your inner strength is, you will be exhausted, and you will be injured if you continue." Bai Yi said with a rare and serious face, looking at Wen Kexing's pale face, he said worriedly.

"No, Brother Han won't be able to hold on once I let go. I promised Ah Xu that I will protect his life and wait for Ah Xu to come back." Wen Kexing was still gritting his teeth.

"Okay, don't hold on anymore, let me do it!" It's not an option to keep going on like this, and it won't take a while for Han Ying to be rescued, and Wen Kexing will put himself in again.

Lifting up the hem of the white clothes, she sat across from Han Ying, cross-legged, with her five hearts facing upwards, mobilizing the spiritual power of the inner palace to slowly gather at her fingertips, and put her fingers together against Han Ying's forehead.

His condensed aura of heaven and earth is much better than his internal strength. With the help of white clothes, Wen Kexing was finally able to catch his breath. He took the ginseng slices that Zhang Chengling handed over and contained it in his mouth, and his complexion looked a little better.

Han Ying felt strands of coolness flowing from his forehead into his body, and that energy, like spring wind turning into rain, soothed the burning pain in his internal organs. When he gained some strength, he slowly opened his eyes, and what he saw was sitting on his shoulders. On the opposite side, there was a white-clothed man with a frown and a serious expression.

Bai Yi's eyebrows and eyes very similar to Zhou Zishu's, made Han Ying a little dazed, but after only a moment of daze, he could tell that the person in front of him was not the owner of the villa he had followed for many years.

"Mr. Bai...Mr. Wen...Although you two have profound skills, such wear and tear will definitely cause damage. How can Han Ying bear the grace of saving your life?"

Wen Kexing was really depleted, and his dantian was in pain. He said weakly: "Brother Han, don't be polite to us. If you die, Ah Xu won't let you go for the rest of your life, not to mention having Junior Brother Jiuxiao as his... Isn't your inner demon enough?"

"Old Wen, what's going on here?" Bai Yi mobilized his spiritual power to save Han Ying's life, and asked Wen Kexing, he was still at a loss, how could Han Ying appear here?

"Brother Han thought that the yin and yang book in the arsenal could save Ah Xu's life, so he desperately stole a piece of the glazed armor of King Jin. Ah Xu went down the mountain to meet the Great Witch of Southern Border and the others. Before he left, he entrusted me to keep Brother Han. life." Wen Kexing explained what happened in a concise and concise manner, healed his wounds with exercises, and prepared to breathe a sigh of relief to take over from Bai Yi.

Lao Bai still has old injuries, so he can't be alone.

"Didn't Zishu tell you to protect yourself? Are you stupid to risk your life for a piece of glazed armor?" Although Wen Kexing's explanation was relatively simple, Bai Yi understood what happened and frowned. He was so tight that he couldn't help scolding in a cold voice.

"As long as the Book of Yin and Yang can save the owner's life, Han Ying's death is not a pity..." Han Ying's face was pale, and although his tone was weak, his expression was extremely firm.

"Who wants you to die, Zishu just wants you to live well!" Bai Yi had lost some cultivation the day before yesterday, and now as the inner palace is getting more and more empty, his face is getting uglier.Wen Kexing sat behind Han Ying, saw his expression clearly, and his heart arose.

"Uncle Master, it's almost done, let me replace you." Wen Kexing raised some strength, and put his palms together on Han Ying's back.The vigorous internal force penetrated the skin and nourished his dilapidated viscera, continuing his life.

Zhang Chengling stood by the low couch and turned around, watching the two elders' faces getting worse and worse in order to save Han Ying's life, as anxious as headless chickens.

"Uncle Grand Master, Uncle Master, take a break, you guys teach me what to do, I'll help Brother Han hold on for a while."

Wen Kexing took the baton, Bai Yi breathed a sigh of relief, glanced at Zhang Chengling who was following blindly and anxiously, and said angrily: "What's the use of your meager internal energy? Now that I know it's urgent, I will never get used to it in the future." Watching you, making you act coquettish and lazy with your master."

"Little brother, have you become the master's apprentice?" Han Ying was treated alternately by Bai Yi and Wen Kexing, and the situation has become much more stable. She caught the key point in Bai Yi's words, and looked slightly sideways at the bedside The envy and longing in the eyes of the young man cannot be hidden.

It wasn't until this moment that Zhang Chengling realized that he was helpless because of his weak martial arts. When he heard Han Ying's question, he pursed his lower lip and hummed.

"Little brother, do you know how much we envy you? If the owner of the villa can accept me as a disciple, even for a day, I will die in peace." Han Ying felt a little excited when he thought of this, and he couldn't bear it because of the internal injury. I stopped coughing.

"Stop talking, continue to meditate." Wen Kexing was still behind Han Ying to channel his inner strength, and when he noticed that his breath had changed, he persuaded him in a hoarse voice.

"Brother Han, as long as you recover, we will ask Master to accept you as an apprentice and let you be my senior brother. Let's practice kung fu and study together in the Four Seasons Villa, and cultivate the fields and flowers." Naive, but Han Ying was aroused by the future described in his words to hope for survival.

Maybe after surviving this catastrophe, he will really be able to visit the Four Seasons Villa he longs for, follow his owner, and live the ordinary life he longs for.

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It's been a restless year, alas...