I'm the villain's own mother

Chapter 340 Talk after the book (2)

Author: Lou Wan

Chapter 340 Talk after the book (2)

About one spring many, many years later, Xiao Fengyu's wooden legs no longer bled.

Master Ming Zhao suddenly fell into a coma.

There is no chaos in Aoyun Peak. After all, Xiao Fengyu was in charge of Master Mingzhao during his imprisonment for so many years.

It's just that after a long time, even though all the remaining hair of Senior Passion Fruit fell out, he still couldn't wake him up.

At this time, Xiao Fengyu looked at his legs and made up his mind: "I want to go to Qingyin Pavilion."

Qing Hui looked at him doubtfully.

"Your master looks like this now, and Ao Yunfeng is still looking after you. Why do you think you want to go to Qingyin Pavilion now?"

Xiao Fengyu lowered his head and looked at Master Mingzhao's increasingly pale face.

"Find someone who can heal the Master."

Before Passion Fruit turned this corner, Xiao Fengyu spoke to the young apprentice behind him.

"I'm going to Qingyin Pavilion, will you go with me?"

Chi Min shook his head, his expression unchanged.

"Master, you can just go. I have a lot of schoolwork recently and I really can't get away from it."

Xiao Fengyu nodded: "Since you said so, I won't force you. Just don't make a fool of yourself at the Immortal Sect Conference in three months."

Chi Min clasped his forehead: "I understand, Master."

Xiao Fengyu walked away with his sword, and Passion Fruit murmured: "Could it be senior brother?"

Jing Shen heard clearly, and his eyes seemed to jump.

His thoughts became longer and longer, until he could clearly see the past three hundred years ago.

Qing Hui looked at Jing Shen who was dazed at the side, stretched out his hand and patted her gently.

"What's wrong? If you feel uncomfortable somewhere, go back and rest early."

Jing Shen came back to his senses and smiled apologetically at Qing Hui.

"Then I'll bother you, senior brother."

Just like when they first met, Jing Shen is still dressed in black and is still in the same pace as before, but the thoughts in his heart are indeed more elusive than then.

The hem of her skirt trailed to the floor, and finally touched the door lightly. Jing Shen held her chest and walked even slower.

She returned to Wanyun Peak. The orchids on the mountain before were now half occupied by peonies. She walked slowly to the jacaranda tree that had been dead for many years and stroked the dry trunk.

"If you were still here, these trees and flowers wouldn't have withered to this point."

She didn't know who she was asking, whether it was Mu Wanwan who was sitting in the tree with him at that time eating roast chicken, or the Cuiwu master who could bring plants and trees back to life.

As if she had had enough of staying here, she moved to the edge of the peony field.

There was no flower hall or stone benches there, so she just sat on the field ridge, watching the bees flying around among the flowers, with a light of nostalgia in her eyes.

"Old Four and Old Five, these days go by so fast. These peonies were just small seedlings at that time, but they can bloom like this now. I should feel happy, but now I just want to accompany me to open up flower fields.

With this body left, I feel sad again."

Joy cannot become joy, sadness cannot become sadness, this is the depth of the mirror.

At that time, all decisions seemed to be smooth sailing. Her heart was as hard as iron and she broke off all her family ties.

But now that the world is peaceful and clear, she dwells on the past again and again.

I also slowly came to understand the path that Cuiwu had cultivated at that time.

It was she who took the wrong path, she felt that she could not love the people around her if she loved all sentient beings, it was she who pushed them away, and it was she who became a stranger to outsiders.

When she broke away from the path of her predecessors, she discovered her own path.

It’s nothing more than seven words: Tao is ruthless but affectionate.

It's just that she realized it too late.

But she felt heavy.

It was so heavy that she couldn't bear it.

But in fact, most of the time things in this world are like this. Only when the thousand sails have passed, do you suddenly look back and realize that you have gone a long way, looking forward to life as if it were just the first time you met.

The sunset at Wanyun Peak filled the sky just like that time, and only the people inside were sobbing.

It has been a month since Xiao Fengyu arrived at Qingyin Pavilion.

Everything is green, with birds chirping and flowers smelling, and there may be some ruins.

It had just rained when he arrived, and the flowers really seemed to have transformed into humans in the hazy rain. His journey was not smooth. It was just that his legs and feet were inconvenient, and he had to avoid being stepped on for fear of being trampled to death.

flower.

Fortunately, there seemed to be people walking around here frequently, leaving some room for him.

At the end of the road, there was only a simple thatched hut standing among the flowers and plants. As he approached slowly, he could vaguely see that it was clean and tidy, as if someone lived here.

The lifelike wooden grasshopper under the eaves was blown somersaults by the wind. Xiao Fengyu recalled that Meng Die had brought one to him at that time, and the corners of his mouth curled up unconsciously.

Someone came behind him and patted his shoulder.

"On my way back, I felt that there were more human footprints. Now that I saw you, I realized that this was not an illusion. Young man, it is rainy at this time, so it is not wise for you to come here."

The voice was familiar, and Xiao Fengyu almost shed tears.

"senior."

Without him saying a word, Old Meng already knew who he was.

"Come in quickly, why are you here at this time?"

Xiao Fengyu was wet all over and did not dare to enter the house. Old Meng just smiled when he saw it, took two low stools and placed them under the eaves.

"If you don't mind it, just accompany me, an old man, to listen to the rain under the eaves."

Xiao Fengyu reached out and took it: "How dare you bother senior."

Old Man Meng handed him the tea: "It's not troublesome, but I've troubled you many times. You haven't said why you came here."

Xiao Fengyu took a sip of tea and said with some embarrassment: "To be honest, my master Mingzhao is unconscious this time. It's already been more than a month and Senior Passion Fruit is at his wits' end. That's why I want to try my luck here.

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The old man shook his head: "You ran to Qingyin Pavilion with such a purpose, how could you try your luck? The girl named Liu must have given you the information."

Xiao Fengyu's mood sank: "It doesn't matter. But why did the senior come to the realm of Qingyin Pavilion?"

The water drops on the eaves were blown by the wind and rippled in the tea cup hanging down by Old Man Meng.

"Die'er died here, I came here to find her."

Xiao Fengyu's mind moved.

"Did you find it?"

The voice trembled.

"No."

I knew exactly what answer I would get, but I still asked.

"But I picked up a lot of grass and tree spirits. I originally came here for the butterflies, but now I don't want to leave anymore because of them."

Speaking of this, Xiao Fengyu probably knew what Old Meng meant, and smiled helplessly.

"Xiao knows what senior means, so he won't bother you anymore."

Seeing his crisp farewell, Old Meng was startled: "I was just about to pack my things and go to Taiyan Palace with you."

Xiao Fengyu can neither leave nor stay for a while.

Seeing his embarrassment, Old Meng laughed out loud: "You young people should still live more freely. Don't think you are considerate and only listen to half of what others say. Okay, I'll go pack things, you

Sit outside and wait for me."

(End of chapter)