Panguan

When I heard it, I thought about it carefully, and said: "Sometimes there is a sound, but it is rare and very soft, almost inaudible. Sometimes..."

Sometimes it feels like there is a place far behind, but there is actually a person leaning on him, watching him quietly.

But because it was pitch black in front of him and behind him, he couldn't see anything. This feeling is closer to fantasy...

Whenever I think about it when I hear it, I just feel that maybe I hope too much, and the feeling I created is just deceiving myself and others.

So he paused halfway, shook his head and said, "It's nothing, that's about it."

Bu Ning couldn't figure it out, subconsciously asked Xie Wen for help: "Have you ever heard of such a thing, Master?"

Xie Wen's eyes fell on other places, and he was a little lost for some reason. I just heard the conversation between Shi and Bu Ning, and I don't know if he listened or not, but he was silent and never interrupted.

Wen Shi subconsciously followed his gaze, only seeing a void.

And when he turned back, Xie Wen had already closed his eyes, glanced at him, and replied quietly, "I haven't heard of it."

After finishing speaking, he changed the subject: "You said... he disappeared that day?"

Xie Wen pointed at Chaowen, then asked Bu Ning in a deep voice, "You said that Zhong Si and Zhuang Ye are also here?"

Bu Ning lowered his eyes and nodded, "Yes, they are all here."

He seemed to want to say something, but he didn't know where to start, so he made a respectful and polite gesture and said, "How long has it been since Master and Junior Brother have seen Songyun Mountain? Let me take you to see it."

The moment the voice fell, he moved a few boulders in the formation and changed positions.

There is a stronger wind blowing in from outside the cave, carrying the smell of the grass and trees in the mountains, and it is more alive than before, as if it suddenly came alive.

Bu Ning walked to the cave, passed by Zhang Lan and Zhang Ya, paused, nodded politely, and said, "Don't kneel. You are..."

He pointed to himself, "My relatives in later generations? Or neighbors?"

Zhang Lan straightened up, supported the stone next to him and said, "It's not that I want to kneel, but my feet are weak and I can't get up."

In this formation, Bu Ning was used to being the master. With a flick of his sleeves, the wind passed through the soles of his feet, lifting up the Zhang family siblings, the bunch of puppets... and Xia Qiao who was kneeling with him.

"We are..." Zhang Lan wanted to talk about their seniority relationship with Zhou Xu, but to Patriarch Bu Ning, he couldn't say anything about his aunt, as if he had taken advantage of it.

She bent the corner abruptly and said, "Anyway, we know each other."

Bu Ning nodded, and suddenly asked: "What kind of person will I be in future generations? Do I like to cause trouble?"

"Extremely good—" Zhang Lan answered subconsciously, then cleared her throat vigorously and said, "It's pretty good."

On the contrary, Xie Wen and Wen Shi came from behind and added: "I love to chuī, talk a lot, and it's not very pleasant, and it's easy to get beaten up. It's not like you at all."

When Bu Ning heard this, he thought of something and smiled.

"What are you laughing at?" Wen Shi asked.

Bu Ning said, "It's also pretty good."

When he was sixteen or seventeen, he had a fling with Zhong Simantian. Because of what he said, he has forgotten. I just remember Zhong Si asking him: "Brother Daxian, anyway, you have nothing to do, why don't you help me figure out what I will do in my next life?"

At that time, Bu Ning was picking up the chess pieces, and asked back: "Aren't you the least fond of counting these things? Knowing the good or bad in advance is not worth it, it will be the next life."

Zhong Si nodded and said, "Yes, what about you? Don't you like to count these things the most?"

Bu Ning said, "I don't like to count myself."

Zhong Si: "Then what do you want your next life to look like?"

Bu Ning thought for a while and said, "Be a bit annoying, just like you."

Zhong Si laughed angrily, and touched his chessboard on the spot.

In fact, the second half of that sentence is ridicule, but the first half is true.

He once seriously embraced such a hope, hoping that in future generations he would have something to say, without hiding his thoughts, worrying, asking where he came from, and not caring about his future. Put it on your face when you are unhappy, and put it on your face when you are happy, praise if you like it, and scold you if you hate it. There are capable people around, but he doesn't need to take on any major affairs, he doesn't need to worry about it, and he doesn't need to worry about it.

Thinking about it this way, God has treated him well, and it can be regarded as a dream come true.

Bu Ning turned around and pushed aside the long vines at the entrance of the cave, pointed to a familiar mountain path, and said to Wen Shi and Xie Wen, "Come with me."

This is a scene that they didn't have when they came. Once they stepped out and smelled the misty wind in the mountains, they didn't know what night it was.

Maybe it is due to the effect of the formation, the outside of the cave and the inside of the cave are like two worlds separated by thousands of years. The moment he walked up the mountain road, only the shadow of the past was left on his body, long hair and long gown, tall, thin and straight, like snow falling in Songyun Mountain But Leng Song is straight up.

He walked a few steps suddenly, and found that the side was empty, so he turned his head and looked behind him.

Xie Wen's eyes fell on him, he stopped at the edge of the cave for some reason, and did not lift his foot for a long time.

"What's wrong?" Wen Shi asked.

Xie Wen suddenly closed his gaze, as if he closed his eyes. After a while, he raised his eyes again and walked up the mountain path.

At that moment, when I heard it, I was almost stunned.

He suddenly remembered that when he was 19 years old, he saw Chen Hui not returning to Songyun Mountain for the first time in many days. It was the same red dress with long hair and white neckline.