World Tibet Bureau

Everyone was full of food and wine.

Lang Zai also made homemade local tea, brewed it for us, and let us shave off the oil.

The tea is steaming hot and the aroma fills the whole room.

While drinking tea.

Bian Wu has been chatting with Yang Xinxin peacefully, talking about old things in the past, trying to stir up Yang Xinxin's memories.

It is very similar to the state of a child after finding his long-lost mother.

In fact, the age difference between Bian Wu and Yang Xinxin is only about ten years, but Lao Wu's eyes are full of respect and filial piety for his elders.

Bian Wu is the most grateful person I have ever met.

Back in Jinling, because I saved him once, from then on, he began to risk his life for me.

Not to mention Yang Xinxin, who is both teacher and mother in front of her.

But Yang Xinxin seemed unable to recall those past events at all, she just hugged the skull-headed doll tightly and kept saying yes.

However, judging from her expression, Yang Xinxin conveyed a sense of trust in Bian Wu, at least much more than she trusts us.

Sister Hong stretched her body, her eyes were extremely charming, and she straightened her upper body deliberately: "I've eaten and drank enough. I'm very sleepy. I want to go to bed."

Everyone was silent.

Lang Zai didn't say anything either. He lowered his head and was fiddling with the bonfire, but I could clearly see his face was red.

When Sister Hong saw this, she giggled and grabbed Lang Zai: "Alang, I see you are killing pigs, cooking and making tea. Are you tired? Come in and let me tell you a story!"

Lang Zai was so ashamed: "Sister, it's still early..."

Sister Hong didn't care about him at all, she just pulled him and walked him into the room.

Xia Xi said speechlessly: "Baibei! Sister Hong, you don't want to back up anyone anymore?"

Sister Hong kicked Lang Zai into the room. She leaned against the door frame, flipped up her hair, raised her eyes at Xia Xi, and asked jokingly: "What?!"

Xia Xi smiled and said: "Not so good! You guys had fun!"

"Oh!"

The door is closed.

I will definitely not listen to Lang Zai’s story tonight.

As long as getting up tomorrow doesn't become an accident.

at this time.

I saw Yang Xinxin take something out of her arms and hand it to Bian Wu.

It turned out to be the mutton-fat and orange-skin jade pendant engraved with the words "Zou Ma Yin Yang's No. [-] Feng Shui Master".

When Bian Wu saw this, he was extremely surprised: "Little Master, why is the jade pendant still on you?"

Yang Xinxin said: "I got it back from...that woman."

The woman she was referring to was Nako Nozawa.

did not expect.

Nozawa Nako obtained the mutton-fat and orange-skin jade pendant and made an invitation to enter the mountain bureau. She even took this jade pendant into the Bagua Alchemy City. After Yang Xinxin locked them in the basement of the main hall, she took this jade pendant The jade pendant was brought back.

An extremely weird reincarnation.

Yang Xinxin hung the jade pendant around Bian Wu's neck and said softly: "Here you go."

Bian Wu's eyes suddenly widened, and his beard twitched: "Little Master Wife, do you recognize Lao Wu?! Do you remember what happened before?!"

Yang Xinxin shook her head: "I can't remember."

Bian Wu: "..."

suddenly!

Yang Xinxin put her hand to her lips and made a loud and penetrating whistle.

We don't know what she is doing.

But then my ears heard the sound of hooves pounding at the door.

Look outside.A big white-maned horse ran outside. It had strong limbs and muscles, and its mane was fluttering in the rain. It was elegant and majestic. It ran to the entrance of the yard, stopped, and looked into the house with a pair of big eyes.

When Bian Wu saw this, he jumped up excitedly: "Xiao Bai!"

This is the white-maned horse that Yang Xinxin has been riding over the mountains and ridges.

So beautiful!

When Yang Xinxin entered Bagua Alchemy City three months ago, she let the horse go back to the mountains. Unexpectedly, it not only lived well in the mountains, but also never left, waiting for Yang Xinxin nearby.

Xiaobai and Xiaohu are the same.

In fact, they should all be classified as spiritual objects.

Only they can do this.

If it had been an ordinary horse, it would have been dead long ago.

Yang Xinxin looked at Bian Wu with some reluctance in her eyes, moved her lips, and said something softly.

Bian Wuzheng looked at Xiaobai in great surprise. He must not have heard it, but I did.

What Yang Xinxin said was: "Stranger, thank you, I'm leaving."

The voice just fell.

I didn't have time to stop it.

Yang Xinxin jumped out of the door.

Only then did Bian Wu react and said in shock: "Little Master, where are you going?!"

When Xiaobai saw Yang Xinxin leaping out of the house, he immediately knelt down on all fours, as if asking his master to mount his horse.

Yang Xinxin tapped her toes on the ground, her figure was extremely light and elegant, and she climbed onto the horse's back with just a few leaps.

Xiaobai stood up from the ground, raised his head towards the distance, neighed, and ran towards the distance in the heavy rain, splashing water with his hooves.

I followed Bian Wu in pursuit.

But Xiaobai's speed was too fast. When we caught up to the river bank, one person and one horse gradually disappeared in the distance, leaving only a misty rainstorm in front of us.

Bian Wu looked at Yang Xinxin's retreating shadow, his expression extremely desperate, his legs trembling, he couldn't help but kneel down in the rain, and covered his face with his hands. A wandering man with a strong iron frame knelt down and howled in the heavy rain. .

"Master, uncle, I'm sorry for you...I didn't take good care of my little master..."

The Bagua Alchemy City has completely collapsed.

Yang Xinxin will definitely not go back inside again.

Can imagine.

She would still be alone, wandering around famous mountains and rivers, searching hard to save her younger sister.

It was pouring rain.

I didn't know what to say at all, and I didn't dare to tell Bian Wu the last words Yang Xinxin said, because she was talking about "strangers". If Bian Wu knew about it, he would be so sad.

There is a pot of wine floating around in the rivers and lakes, half drunk, half awake and half bloody.

I dare to give up a few pounds on my neck, but I miss an orphan in my family.

Be it Yang Xinxin, Bian Wu, or even myself, is this not the case?

I'm not afraid of death, but I can't worry about you.

then.

I gritted my teeth and walked through thousands of rivers and mountains.

this is life.

I don't know how long it took.

I patted Bian Wu on the shoulder.

"Lao Wu, she's gone, it's time for us to go too."

(Sorry, one update tonight.) (End of chapter)