The Fantasy World of Chivalrous Disciples

(3)

Early in the morning, a wisp of flute sound came from nowhere. It was slight but clear, without a trace of distracting thoughts, it was just what the player did from his heart.

In this secret place in the mountains, no matter what kind of sound it is, it will eventually be integrated with the mountain. However, the sound of the flute is endless, and it actually finds its own place among the sounds of beating leaves through the forest and the chirping, just like the orchids in the empty valley.

——The sound of the flute is melodious, almost spreading throughout the entire valley together with the sound of the wind.

Yu Wenxuan was awakened by the gust of wind and got up from the temporary floor bed. In the corridor of the wooden house, there was a hammock made of hemp rope. It looked very simple. The person sleeping here was simply deliberately blocking the way.

Yu Wenxuan is not allowed to do anything here.

There was a beautiful woman with her hair loose and looking in the mirror with yellow decals.

Yu Wenxuan did not dare to be presumptuous, so he looked away, stepped forward and bowed: "Miss A'ke, how did you rest last night?"

"There's nothing better than last night. I slept peacefully and when I woke up, I could still hear the sound of my adopted brother's flute." Yu Ke answered while dressing up.

"The sound of the flute was played by Brother Bai?" Yu Wenxuan looked slightly surprised, but then asked with concern: "I think this hammock is very rough, so it shouldn't be very comfortable to lie down on, right?"

"I have long been used to it. Unlike you nobles, who have thin skin and tender flesh." Yu Ke tied up his hair, stood up, put the sword on his waist, and replied: "Master Yuwen, you don't think you are treating me badly."

If you show a little concern, I will let down my guard, right? I advise you to put away these thoughts, even if there are ten of you standing in front of me, I am confident that I will defeat them all."

Yu Wenxuan showed a rather forced and embarrassed smile. Seeing Yu Ke dressed like this as if he was about to travel far away, he couldn't help asking: "Where are you going later? Why don't you take me with you?"

"We are going to visit the grave. This matter has nothing to do with you as an outsider. Mr. Yuwen doesn't have to go."

"That means I can choose to go with you. Is this correct?"

Yu Ke sneered and continued: "Then come with me."

Yu Wenxuan nodded respectfully to express his joy, and then the two of them followed the grass path to another building. Bai Feng was teaching Xi'er how to play the bamboo flute, and Murong Yan was busy preparing tributes for sweeping the tomb.

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"Can you two, father and daughter, come and help us? Go to the backyard and pick some yarrow." Murong Yan's voice came from the other side. Bai Feng immediately put down his bamboo flute and took Xi'er out of the house. He happened to meet Yu Ke and Yu Wen.

The two of them met.

Yu Ke first explained the situation to Bai Feng and said: "Brother, Mr. Yuwen said that he also wants to follow."

"Then let's go together! Brother Yuwen is so considerate. I have nothing to entertain you in this humble house, but you still want to go to the grave with us." Bai Feng patted the other party's arm, with admiration in his eyes.

Yu Wenxuan raised his hands and saluted: "How can you say Wuyi? We are in the same robe as you. We have been comrades in arms for a long time. It was just that we were in the middle of the game and refused to believe it. Now we are at the end of the road and have just woken up. As comrades in arms, this is what I should do."

"Oh, there are a lot of beautiful words." Yu Ke said sarcastically: "Anyway, I will always keep an eye on you. Even if you feel guilty and deliberately don't look at me, I will know where you are."

"I don't have a guilty conscience, it's just out of etiquette. Don't look at anything inappropriate!" Yu Wenxuan spoke righteously.

Bai Feng sensed something was wrong, and pushed Xi'er to the backyard to avoid the danger, and murmured: "Xi'er, let's go pick fairy grass together!"

When the tributes were ready and everyone was in order, everyone set off towards the tombstone.

After the death of White Snake Immortal Gao's wife, Bai Feng personally buried her on the back of a hillside near the Bamboo Cottage. There was no road to follow there, only general directions, so no one had ever bothered her.

"Sister Chun's tomb has been moved to the pagoda forest of a temple in Yangcheng by Mr. Yang, because they don't come here often. Can we go and see it when we have time in the future?" Murong Yan led the child and walked among a few people. Bai

Feng Ze personally opened the way in front of her.

Xi'er obviously hasn't adapted to such a steep terrain. She has to use all her strength every time she takes a step, even using her hands and feet. Seeing this, Bai Feng immediately decided to clear a path with Yu Wenxuan first, and then fight with everyone.

Let's go together so we don't have to worry about walking through the mountains.

Yu Wenxuan picked up the tool to clear the way, and swung it very stiffly. After a few strokes, he was panting from exhaustion. Yu Ke couldn't stand it any longer, so he grabbed the tool and said, "Go down and wait, I still have to do it!"

"Okay, okay..." Yu Wenxuan was startled by Yu Ke's unwarranted fierceness, and hid dejectedly next to Murong Yan and had fun with Xi'er, although Xi'er didn't want to talk to him.

After a while, a temporarily opened dirt road appeared in the mountains.

Bai Feng jumped down from a high place lightly, let Xi'er jump on his back, and said: "Xi'er, do you want to see how big this world is!"

"I want to." Xi'er faced the long-awaited father in front of her with extremely sincere eyes.

"Come on, Yan'er, help me." Bai Feng carried Xi'er on his back and stood up slowly: "Did you see it? That's Yangcheng. Uncle Yang and Aunt Yang are both there."

As he spoke, Bai Feng was already walking towards the tombstone before the others.

"Dad, aren't you tired?" Xi'er asked.

Bai Feng said: "This is nothing. Xi'er, look there again!"

"Where?" Xi'er's eyes widened and she didn't know where Bai Feng was pointing.

Bai Feng said: "That's Yinshan Mountain, can't you see it now? As long as we climb over the mountain in front of us, and then over several bigger mountains, we can see it - that is your mother's hometown, stretching as far as the eye can see.

There are countless cattle and sheep in the prairie, and horses are running wildly. People with different looks and different languages ​​live here in groups, just trying to live a good life every day."

"There are a lot of cows and sheep?" Xi'er asked, "Can you bring a cow over so that Uncle Yang, Aunt Yang and mother don't have to work so hard during the hunting season?"

Bai Feng said: "Of course! Ask my mother how much she wants, and I will bring back how much!"

After speaking, Bai Feng looked back at Murong Yan: As a mother, she gave almost everything; and as a wife, she lived up to the oath of the saint.

This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! - That person is my destined person, and his fate will be closely connected with mine from now on. So I will follow him no matter life or death!

"Watch the road! Be careful not to trip." Murong Yan's eyes turned red, but she still forced herself to remain calm. After reminding them, they came to the tomb of the White Snake Immortal.

There is nothing special about the tombstone. It is just a stone that Bai Feng found at random. There is not even any words engraved on it, but there are continuous scales embedded in the rock. This constitutes a trace that is even more strange than human carvings.

pattern.

Looking at the shape, it looks like a snake.

Bai Feng put Xi'er down, knelt down in front of the tombstone, and said, "That white snake actually merged with Master's tomb? What an opportunity!"

Immediately afterwards, Murong Yan placed the tributes used in the memorial ceremony, then dipped yarrow in water and sprinkled it on herself, interlaced her fingers on her chest, and began to meditate on the ballad about chasing the dead.

——Master, I am back as I promised before I left.

——Perhaps I have accomplished nothing in the eyes of the world, but I firmly believe that my existence has indeed allowed many people to find themselves and regain control of their own destiny!

——They call me a hero, but I don’t think so. I’m thinking that I should be able to do more things. Until I can no longer wield the sword, until the day I really die, only then will I

Qualified to become a true hero, just like Master.

The song continued to be sung, but Bai Feng was silent. He stood up and walked elsewhere, asking Yu Ke to take Xi'er to offer incense. They also called Gao Zhen their master, even though they had never met.

Yu Wenxuan asked Bai Feng: "Brother Bai, where do you want to go next?"

"Anywhere."

Yu Wenxuan was puzzled: "What?"

"Anywhere you need me is my destination."