The wind and rain that has been brewing in Longmen Pass have not been able to blow against the stone temple in Tianyao Mountain for the time being.

The sky here is still full of wind and snow, and it is the world of Xiao Longer and Xiao Qing.

Li Xiuyuan, who was sitting quietly, seemed to have remembered something, and stared at Nangong Ruyu for a long time, speechless.

Nangong Ruyu, who was in trance, slowly opened her eyes, looked at him and said with a wry smile: "This time, Yu'er finally caused trouble for the master, thinking that the master has been taking care of me since Tianshan...

"

Li Xiuyuan didn't speak, he just raised his head and looked at her quietly, thinking about that day at Wangyue Stream.

He sighed softly and stretched out his hand to touch the strings.

The sound of tinkling started, and a faint sound of the piano gradually began to sound.

As if, Li Xiuyuan saw a figure in the distance...

As the music played... there was a golden phoenix dancing in the air, circling up and down as he played the music.

The autumn cold in the sky cannot blow her golden feathers...

Under the dim moonlight, the man was alone and thin... In the distant sky, another blue luan flew up, dancing with the phoenix... A golden light flashed, and the qin player asked where his friend was?

At this time, he couldn't help it, as if his own hands were stroking the strings, and a small hand was placed on the edge of the strings, and the two of them joined together.

Gradually... gently, like a miracle...

The sound of the piano gradually becomes softer, like the gentle and continuous mountains, and like the mountain springs meandering from the valley.

As the music of the piano rises and falls, it is like the moon shining on the water, and the water ripples reflecting the moon.

Suddenly the tune of the piano changed, and the voice was sad and angry, whimpering, and seemed to be splashed with tears, and also seemed to be shedding tears when leaving someone.

The sound of the piano is sad, like sighing, but also like crying...

A machine, only one shuttle goes away, one shuttle is crazy. The threads are tangled and still not recognized.

Outside the Lingchuang courtyard, the purple bamboos are condensing, and the songs are acquainted with each other.

...

With four machines, the mandarin ducks want to fly together, but unfortunately the old man turns white first.

Green grass on the spring waves, deep in the cold dawn, bathed in red clothes.

While humming and singing, the sound of the piano between Li Xiuyuan's fingers was intermittent and then continued, as thin as a gossamer and gently disappeared in the wind that filled the sky.

It's like he's never played before.

Before he could come to his senses, the guqin turned slightly and was moved over by Nangong Ruyu. She was seen gently stroking the strings and began to sing softly like Li Xiuyuan.

Two machines, the spring dust has already disturbed the old woven clothes. The red and pink fragrance falls and it is difficult to leave the dream.

There are yellow flowers and green grass, and the nightingales are singing in the alleys of Qin people.

There are four looms, and if you want to weave mandarin ducks, the shuttle will be broken, but the east wind can't help but the shadows of the flowers are sparse.

The sound of shock breaks, the boredom disappears, when is the return date?

...

"The frightened strings are broken, the boredom is gone, when is the return date?" Li Xiuyuan frowned slightly and whispered.

The sound of the piano was lingering, and a gust of wind blew outside the stone temple. Snowflakes flew in one after another, circling up and down around the two of them, and snow tea like elves fell on Nangong Ruyu's shoulders.

Looking at the scene in front of him, Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but sing along with Nangong Ruyu's piano, and the two of them sang in unison:

Three machines, Qianqian's plain hands weave for you, shame hides Luo Jin's clever thoughts.

The golden cup sings late, the moon tilts against the window paper, and I dream of a drunken orchid pond.

...

After singing the song, tears fell from Li Xiuyuan's eyes, and Nangong Ruyu was already stroking her jade face, sobbing, holding her and crying.

Xiao Qing, who ran back to the temple after hearing the sound of the piano, saw Nangong Ruyu in a daze as soon as she came in.

I couldn't help but ask: "Sister, what happened? Why are you playing the piano with Li Xiuyuan?"

After saying that, he stepped forward and hugged her gently. Nangong Ruyu hugged Xiaoqing and started crying.

Li Xiuyuan didn't know why he was crying today, but he felt a sense of heartache after losing his precious treasure, just like the old Taoist priest who ascended and left him.

Nangong Ruyu thought of the master at Xuantian Temple, Li Ye who played the harp and sang loudly on the Tianshan Mountain, and the national master who defeated the enemy with one sword before all the troops and soared in the daytime...

Xiao Long'er was dumbfounded when he saw the two of them. He leaned in Li Xiuyuan's ear and asked: "Brother, what's wrong with eldest sister? Did you bully her?"

Li Xiuyuan gently patted her little hand and said, "Ignore her, just be yourself, you know?"

...

After a long time, Nangong Ruyu looked at Li Xiuyuan and said: "Master, I seem to have returned to the Tianshan Mountains of the past, and to the back mountain of the academy..."

Li Xiuyuan sighed, looked at him and smiled: "I don't know, some pictures appeared in my mind and I can't get rid of them.

"Master, don't worry, we have arrived at the Shura battlefield. There will always be a moment when you can remember more things and restore all your previous memories."

Gently wiping away the tears on her face, Nangong Ruyu looked at him and said.

"Brother has also lost his memory? It doesn't matter. Xiao Long'er will help him find it in the future... But brother, don't forget Xiao Long'er."

Having said this, Xiao Long'er shook Li Xiuyuan's shoulders vigorously, looked at him and said seriously: "Don't forget Xiao Long'er again, you have to follow me to find your parents."

"I suddenly miss the teacher who has left, but it's a pity..." When Xiao Qing said this, she couldn't help but burst into tears. She looked at Li Xiuyuan and sighed.

Li Xiuyuan asked softly: "You don't have to be like this. My master has also left. Leaving is a happy thing, don't be sad."

"Why do you think so?" Xiaoqing looked back at him.

Li Xiuyuan replied: "Cultivation is a long road with no end. Only when the teacher goes to another world can he have the opportunity to pursue a higher realm."

Listening to Li Xiuyuan's words, Xiaoqing couldn't help but laugh, looked at him and said, "Wait until we take the road to heaven, and then look for the teacher."

"Then you can't be lazy and just think about taking Xiao Long'er to play in the mountains every day." Li Xiuyuan said with a smile.

Nangong Ruyu silently praised this, and then Xiaoqing said: "Let's practice together on the Shura battlefield and experience more things, don't be anxious."

Xiao Longer shouted from the side: "There is still me, there is still me!"

Li Xiuyuan stroked her little head and said with a smile: "How could I forget you little guy? You are my sister. I will take you with me wherever I go."

"Master, you made Yu'er cry!" Nangong Ruyu, who had regained her mood, looked at Li Xiuyuan sitting by the fire and laughed.

Li Xiuyuan smiled at her and said, "Drink tea first, and later eat the snow chicken brought back by Xiaoqing and the others."

Xiao Qing looked at Li Xiu Yuan and said with a strange smile: "How did you know that Xiao Long'er and I brought the snow chicken back? Couldn't you be following us secretly and eavesdropping?"

"Brother has great ears, he must have eavesdropped on my conversation with Sister Xiaoqing!" Xiao Longer looked at Li Xiuyuan and said seriously.

Li Xiuyuan looked at her and smiled lightly: "What secrets can there be in this ten-mile radius?"

At this time, Li Xiuyuan had already come out of his dream, looked at Nangong Ruyu and said with a smile: "Learning the piano is as easy as practicing, as long as you are willing to work hard and be diligent!"

Nangong Ruyu looked at him and nodded, saying softly: "I want to eat the snow chicken roasted by the master!"

...

That night, all four of them drank a lot.

Even Xiao Long'er, who couldn't bear to drink, got drunk. He got into his little bed early, grinding his teeth and yelled: "Brother, give Xiao Long'er another bite."

Xiaoqing also fell into her own dream, murmuring softly: "Teacher, don't leave, wait for Xiaoqing..."

Nanning Ruyu frowned and kept saying, "Master Yu'er has had a hard time finding you. It's been ten years!"

Li Xiuyuan held half a cup of leftover tea and quietly looked at the three people who were sleeping. He was speechless for a long time.

He leaned slightly, stood up, opened the door, and walked out of the temple.

When I looked up, I saw a snowy moon hanging high in the sky, and the wind and snow in the mountains had stopped at some point.

The Tianyao Mountain carved in pink and jade is just like the Tianshan Mountain in Li Xiuyuan’s dream.

Looking up at the snowy moon on the mountainside, Li Xiuyuan couldn't help but murmur to himself:

Old friends come into my dream, knowing that I will always remember them.

Wherever you are now, I have no wings.

Today, he was so excited that he played the same tune with Nangong Ruyu, which reminded him of more memory fragments. In a daze, he traveled through time and space and returned to the Tianshan Mountains when he was a boy.

In Fengyun City that year, in Tianshan that year, there was a young man named Li Ye.

Sighing softly, he waved his sleeves to brush away the fallen snow on the stone steps of the temple gate, took a futon and sat on it quietly.

Looking at the wind, flowers, snow and moon in Tianyao Mountain, I fell into the long river of my own memory.

That year, spring in Tianshan...

Under the eaves of the wooden house on Tianshan Mountain, the young man named Li Ye was sitting quietly looking at the mountain in a daze.

A little girl in a white dress, the little girl named Mu Mu ran over, hugged Li Ye who was sitting on the ground, and kissed him on the face. She said coquettishly: "Brother, we have been bored here for several days.

,How about we go out and play today?"
To be continued...