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    One month later.

    Impermanence Town.

    "Take a look and take a look."

    The hawker's sloppy shouts flowed in the sun, and he shook the flower drum in his hand and walked through the streets and alleys with a bamboo pole.

    "Yeyoushen, Yeyoushen¡ª30 cents a piece. In the past, Elder Yuheng personally created the mecha to ward off evil spirits and suppress disasters, and he was innocent. Come, come, don't miss it when you pass by."

    Old straw sandals stepped on the bluestone road, and the shadow of the peddler was dragged for a long time. There were children running past happily, holding candied haws or paper kites in their hands.

    Suddenly, a girl with shofar braids grabbed the peddler by the corner of his clothes: "Uncle, I want to buy a Night God."

    The peddler put down his burden and picked out one painted with mahogany: "Hey, does this look good?"

    The girl nodded again and again: "Looks good! This is the only one!" As if afraid of being snatched by others, she hurriedly hugged the body armor that was about the same height as herself, and then struggled to pull out the copper plate from her pocket with one hand.

    The copper plates come and go, but there are three coins missing.

    The girl was a little anxious: "Oh, I ran too fast, did I fall out on the road?"

    As she spoke, she rummaged through the pocket again, the patched bottom was upside down, and there was still only twenty-seven cents.  The little girl couldn't help panicking, her eyes were red: "Big brother, it's gone, that's all, can you just sell it to me like this?"

    The peddler was also very embarrassed, rubbing his dirty hands: "Girl, I already spent twenty-five Wen on buying this Ye Youshen from a Taoist priest.  I¡¯ve been walking for a day, and this is not even enough to pay for the meal.¡±

    "Then what should I do." The girl began to wipe her tears, "When I get home, my father will scold me again, woo woo"

    Just as she was crying hard, someone suddenly came over and blocked the sunlight behind the girl.

    "Brother, take care of these pieces of silver."

    A gentle and elegant voice sounded, and the girl raised her head in a daze when she heard the sound. She first saw a hand wearing a snow silk wristband, and then moved her gaze upwards to meet her eyes, which were as green as emeralds.  It looks softer in the morning light.

    Mei Hanxue smiled softly: "The little girl is so beautiful, how can she cry for three pennies?"

    "Ah" The girl was stunned.

    Mei Hanxue squatted down, trying to be as flush with her as possible, and then handed the peach-red night tour god that had just been taken back by the hawker to her arms again, with crooked eyebrows: "It's hard to buy beautiful tears, and the tears of girls are the most valuable."  , don¡¯t cry over this little thing next time, huh?¡±

    Next to him came another man with a mediocre face and wearing a straw hat. His eyes were beautiful, emerald in color, but they were as cold as emeralds, and there was no warmth at first glance.

    The man frowned and said, "You're almost done. She looks like she's only five or six years old."

    Mei Hanxue stood up with a smile: "Brother, you are so boring, beauty is regardless of age. Up to eighty-year-old woman, down to five-year-old children, ring fat, swallows and thin, each has its own beauty, you have to learn to praise them  .That's how Hey, why did you run away?"

    His elder brother Mei Hanxue didn't want to talk to him at all, so he turned around and left.

    This time, the Mei brothers went to Sichuan to congratulate the repatriation of the Peak of Death and Life under the order of Mingyuelou, the owner of Treading Snow Palace.  Thanks to Mrs. Wang who protected the members of the sect back then, now that the catastrophe has subsided, the elders and disciples have not suffered much loss, and their strength is still preserved.

    In this way, in the reshuffled comprehension world, the peak of death and life has jumped to the top three, and it is no longer the appearance of being poor and at the mercy of others.

    "Mr. Mei, the Lord is waiting for you two at Wujianping."

    At this time, it was the morning practice time of the Peak of Death and Life, and most of the disciples were practicing in the school grounds. The Wujianping Ping was empty and quiet, and there was only one man in a fine attire standing in front of the white jade railing with his hands behind his back, looking at the hazel world surrounded by clouds and peaks at the foot of the mountain.  .

    Mei Hanxue and her eldest brother walked over, stepping on the newly repaired green grass, making a rustling sound.

    Hearing the movement, the man did not turn his head, but sighed: "Come?"

    "coming."

    "I've been waiting for you for a long time."

    Mei Hanxue couldn't help laughing out loud: "Ziming, why are you talking like this."

    The man turned around, it was indeed Xue Meng, he was still handsome enough to have extravagant facial features, and there were some youthful immature features in his face. When he saw the Mei brothers, the tension between his brows and eyes collapsed a little, and his eyes  There was a hint of dazedness and innocence that belonged to the past.

    "Oh, you don't know, I'm really exhausted these days."

    Xue Meng saw that there was no one around, and the Mei brothers did not bring any other followers, so he immediately relaxed and let out a long breath.

    thep; "The ancestor and uncle"

    "Go back and copy the books!"

    "Oh, Master, you are so fierce"

    In the clear sky of Sichuan, the pure sunlight fell on the two masters and apprentices through the branches. The wind was blowing, blowing over Xue Meng's clothes, blowing over the immature cheeks of the young apprentice, and blowing over the magnificent summit of life and death.  Blowing through the dark green grass in front of the tomb of heroes.

    The wind blows, and it travels all over thousands of miles of rivers and mountains overnight. It blows over the blind man hanging the pot to help the world, the brothers enjoying plum blossoms on the snow field, the girl drinking by the dragon soul pool in Jiaoshan, and the married couple returning to seclusion in the deep valley of Nanping.  Wherever it passes, the mountains and rivers remain the same, Haiyan and rivers are clear.

    Meeting and parting, getting to know each other and meeting each other, the fates of countless people are intertwined. Although we can't stop at a certain night banquet where we enjoy wine together, the sweet dreams will never wake up, but on a person, there will always be broken pieces left by relatives, best friends, and lovers.  Shadows, no matter whether they are alive or dead, no matter whether those people have left or not, these fragments will always follow you like a shadow and return with you.

    The breeze was blowing over the face, and the crabapple trees in front of Tongtian Tower were in full bloom, no different from yesterday.  The long night has passed, and everywhere in the world, each has its own home, and now everything is peaceful.

    Xue Meng looked up at the same majestic pagoda, the pagoda is solemn.

    He seemed to recall something, smiled, took the little apprentice's hand, and walked towards the Danxin Temple, the largest sect in the world.

    At this moment, he seemed to hear the melody that the master and apprentice sang leisurely on the Tongtian Tower when he came to the throne many years ago. The melody passed through the long river of time, and was blown away like snow behind the current head Xue¡ª¡ª

    ? I am visiting an old friend. Under the bright moon, lanterns and flowers reflect each other's faces.  Once the phoenix crows at the dawn of spring, the vast expanse of rivers and mountains are peaceful.  Don't drink the Zongjiao's Tibetan wine, and I will meet my brother after many years

    Why should we always be together in life, send the east wind with lovesickness from afar.

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