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Yinxiang Valley.

Bamboo Shadow Water Garden.

The bamboo forest is like waves, and the water shadows are flooded.The breeze blows slowly, and the air is filled with the fragrance of bamboo shoots.Xiao Jian looked at all this sadly, and didn't make a sound for a long time.

Once upon a time, the sound of piano and laughter that filled here have disappeared.That beautiful shadow has only existed in the depths of memory.The scenery remains the same, but the beauty is gone.Everything is gone with the wind, and then turned around.

Xiao Jian walked around casually.He is familiar with every plant and tree here.Pass through the bamboo forest, step on the stone steps, and come to the small bamboo house built on the green lake.The familiar couplets are still inlaid on both sides of the door, but they are covered with dust.The owner of the flamboyant hands that wiped the dust off them is no longer there.Plane Travel Guide 1687

"The bamboo shadow sweeps the stone steps, and the dust can't be removed; the moonlight shines through the green lake, and the waves are not disturbed!" Xiao Jian, who was reading the couplet softly, suddenly felt a little emotional: "What's wrong with me? The man from the North Country, how have you ever changed? Such a mother-in-law!"

Taking a last look at the layout and layout of the room, Xiao Jian turned around resolutely.Soon, he walked through the sea of ​​flowers and came to the valley.A lonely grave appeared in front of Xiao Jian's eyes.Some tenacious flowers and plants have taken root around the grave, and the emerald green meaning of life is clearly revealed.

Xiao Jian walked forward slowly, and gently stroked the fallen flowers and leaves on the tombstone in front of the grave.After staring at the grave for a long time, he slowly stepped back a few steps, knelt gently in front of the tombstone, and said in a low voice: "Ah Jing, I'll come and see you! I did what you asked me to do. Little I put her I brought it back and carried it behind my back. She may be tired, but now she is "" soundly asleep.

"Your master Xiao Xianzi, she is very good. We didn't do anything, after I said your last wish and took out your sword 'Furong Qiushui' as a token, she handed Xiaoxiao to me. We didn't say much What, she didn't say a word until I was about to leave. You are too kind, and no kind person in this world will end well.

"Ah Jing, don't be annoyed when I say that. Fairy Xiao is actually right. I...I actually thought so too. Unfortunately, I have never been able to tell you. By the way, Xixia and The peace talks between the Great Song Dynasty and the war ended. Your efforts were not wasted after all. Hehe, although I don’t know how long this peace will last. However, as you said, the soldiers are fierce and the war is in danger, and the people will slow down as much as they can.

"I'm leaving. There may not be any chance to see you again in the future. Don't worry about entrusting Xiaoxiao to me. I will definitely raise her up. I will protect her and let her live an ordinary life. Live a lifetime in peace. Hehe, this little guy is still sleeping, and he doesn't wake up to say hello to you. I don't know if this "problem" of the little guy is like when you were a child, you can sleep quite well.

"Another thing to say, I know you may still be thinking about that person's news. He has become a monk, and now he is an ancient Buddha with green lanterns every day. He is no longer called Le Xiaoyao, and his name is now 'Wugui'. I'll go see After him, he has changed a lot, and he seems to have forgotten a lot. Even if I hold your little one in front of him, he just glanced at it. Everything is over. I said so much without knowing it, I also became nagging. Hehe, then, Ah Jing, I'm leaving."

After saying this, Xiao Jian stood up, turned around and left.

.. "" At this time, a sudden cry of a baby suddenly sounded.Xiao Jian was stunned, and carefully hugged a baby girl under the age wrapped up behind his back, coaxing softly: "Xiao Xiao, don't cry, don't cry. We bid farewell to your mother. If you cry, you won't cry." Be good."

As he spoke, he turned the baby girl to the tombstone in front of the grave.Strange to say, the baby girl stopped crying just then, and her two small black eyes just stared at the tombstone obsessively.

Xiao Jian sighed sadly, pointed to the writing on the tombstone, and said word by word: "Xiao Xiao, remember. This is your mother's inscription on the tomb of Princess Daxia, Princess Tuobajing. Xiao Jian stands here! Alright, look I've seen it too, Xiao Xiao, let's go!"

This time Xiao Jian turned around and left again holding the baby girl, but the baby girl didn't cry any more.This time, Xiao Jian never looked back.

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outside the plug.

prairie.

A masked woman with a graceful figure is carrying a long package, standing gracefully on the vast land.Looking far and wide, the sky is gray, the wild is vast, the wind is blowing and the grass is low, and there are few people.Judging by her figure and demeanor, she does not reveal the style of a woman from a water village in the south of the Yangtze River, but she does not know why she came to this grassland outside the Great Wall.

For some reason, the masked woman sighed in disappointment, then gave up looking and continued on.After a while, a hint of joy suddenly flashed in the masked woman's agile eyes.Because there was a faint singing of a girl like silver bells in the wind.Masked "Plane Travel Guide Chapter 1687: Strategy" The woman listened for a moment, then looked out again.This time, she saw a wisp of cooking smoke rising from the vast expanse of heaven and earth in the distance.

In an instant, the masked woman began to fly forward.After several ups and downs, it has already approached the source of the cooking smoke in the distance.If anyone with extraordinary eyesight is here, they will be able to see that what the masked woman is displaying is an extremely brilliant lightness kungfu.After a while, the masked woman came to the place where the smoke rose.

I saw a little girl in purple clothes riding on a small white horse and singing gracefully in the smoke. Not far away was a herd of cattle, sheep and horses grazing.The little girl is only about ten years old, but she is already beautiful and outstanding, with picturesque features, far from the prairie girls that the masked woman met along the way.On the contrary, it is similar to a masked woman, and has the style of a girl from a water town in the south of the Yangtze River.Plane Travel Guide 1687

The masked woman stared at it for a moment, then whispered to herself, "Like, it's really similar. Maybe, I found it."

At this time, the little girl also saw the masked woman.Seeing her staring at him blankly, he couldn't help asking curiously: "Big sister, are you lost?"

The masked woman heard the clear and bright child's voice, but she didn't answer, she just gently took off the mask, and suddenly a pink face of happiness and anger was revealed.The little girl only felt her eyes light up, and said with some joy: "Big sister, you are so beautiful!"

The masked woman smiled slightly, walked over slowly, and said, "Little girl, what's your name? Can you tell me?"

The little girl jumped off the horse neatly, strode up to the masked woman, raised her head and said loudly: "Father said, my name is Xiao Sijing! Big sister, what's your name?"

When "Planet Travel Guide" heard the name Xiao Sijing, the masked woman seemed to be startled, but she returned to normal soon.Because the time was too short, the little girl didn't notice anything unusual.Hearing the little girl's question, the masked woman squatted down lightly, gently stroked the little girl's braids, and said softly: "My name is Luo Xinyan. However, you shouldn't call me big sister. You should call me aunt! You I hugged you when I was little."

The little girl was startled, and said, "Auntie?"

Before Luo Xinyan could continue speaking, she heard a clear and thick voice from the vast grassland: "Xiao Xiao, why don't you sing?"

He couldn't see the person, but the voice was transmitted, which shows that the person who spoke has a profound skill.Even if it doesn't reach the realm of thousands of miles of sound transmission, it is estimated that it is not far behind.A person's name suddenly appeared in Luo Xinyan's mind.

The little girl did not show any weakness, and immediately turned her head and said loudly to Beibei: "Father, she is already a big girl, don't always call her a little girl."

The voice was clear and clear, breaking through the wind.Luo Xinyan nodded secretly, it seems that the little girl's internal strength has already been quite established.

Xiao Sijing turned her head to look at Luo Xinyan again, then turned her head and shouted to the north: "Father, there is a visitor! She said it was my aunt."

"Oh? Wait for me, Dad is coming over here." The thick voice came again, and it didn't take long for Luo Xinyan to see a black shadow galloping towards him at an extremely fast speed.

After a while, a middle-aged man came in front of Luo Xinyan.Before the "entertainment show" where the men came, Luo Xinyan put on a face mask again to cover up her delicate face.The middle-aged man came to him, looked Luo Xinyan up and down a few times, then clasped his fists and said, "Xiao Jian, this girl claims to be my little aunt? Haven't asked for advice yet?"

Luo Xinyan smiled slightly, but Xiao Jian didn't notice because of the mask.Luo Xinyan didn't answer, and directly took off the long parcel she was carrying on her back, and slowly unwrapped it, revealing an antique sword.Xiao Jian looked at it with a glance, and there was a flash of light in his eyes.

Luo Xinyan said in a manly voice: "Mr. Xiao, do you know this sword?"

Xiao Jian sighed, slowly picked up the sword, and stroked it gently for a moment.Then, hearing a "choke", Xiao Jian unsheathed the sword in his hand.The long sword is like water, flashing like a flash of light.Seeing such a sword for the first time, the little girl jumped anxiously and said, "Father, show me, show me!"

Xiao Jian smiled softly, and handed the sword hilt upside down to the little girl.The little girl picked up the sword and was amazed.Xiao Jian turned his head at this time, and said indifferently: "Dare to ask the girl's name?"

Luo Xinyan clasped her fists and said: "Don't dare. The little girl Luo Xinyan is the sixth disciple under the seat of my teacher. I was the best friend of Senior Sister Jing before she was alive. The reason why my teacher sent me here this time is to leave this sword to Senior Sister Jing The orphan, secondly, wants me to see if she is doing well."

Before Xiao Jian could answer, he heard the little girl excitedly swiping the sword a few times, like the light of the sword flowing in a pool of clear water, it was truly astonishing.The little girl happily grabbed Luo Xinyan's clothes and asked, "Auntie, what's the name of this sword?"

Luo Xinyan didn't speak, but just looked at Xiao Jian quietly.Xiao Jian sighed, lowered his head and gently stroked the little girl's braid, and said softly: "This sword is called 'Furong Qiushui', and it is your mother's personal weapon."

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