The morning breeze stirred up the frost and snow on the ground, dancing scatteredly on the top of the mountain.
Xia Zhaoyi dragged her long, big-sleeved clothes and walked from the steps of the mountain gate, her footsteps very slow.
Feeling something at this time, Xia Zhaoyi stopped and looked up, and saw the old man standing on the side of the mountain gate, looking down at him. His eyes were as always, like a windless ancient well, cold and indifferent.
Xia Zhaoyi did not go up any further and stopped in place.
Although I had seen him last night and even hugged Master and cried, my sanity was not as clear as it is now.
Looking at Master like this, the mountains and rivers separated by the vastness of space and time, as well as the distance between life and death, seem to be condensed into a concrete painting around me. In the painting, there is a surging sea, beautiful and cool, with huge waves, swallowing up the wilderness and submerging it.
Peaks and ridges, wandering through deserted cities.
And Master, he is the lonely and cold moon in the sky, shining brightly on the sea and mountains, lonely and cold, hanging silently in the night sky.
Another gust of wind blew up, and frost and snow from high places flew in. Xia Zhaoyi said very softly: Master.
She turned into a girl again. The old man said.
Xia Zhaoyi curved her lips and smiled, lowered her head and looked at her long-sleeved robe, and said: It doesn't matter, she will grow up.
Age, the old man said.
Xia Zhaoyi shook his head: I don't know, I was about ten years old when I woke up, and more than half a year has passed. There may be a birth date in it, so it may be eleven now.
Age doesn’t matter, the old man said, why not just count it as twelve?
Why twelve?
Because I picked up a disciple a year ago. If you were twelve, you would still be his senior sister. But this is your own decision. The choice is yours.
Junior brother? Xia Zhaoyi is curious, is he eleven or twelve years old?
Um.
Then I'll be twelve. Xia Zhaoyi smiled and said, "I also want to be older. If I'm too young, I'll always be treated like a child."
After saying that, Xia Zhaoyi picked up her skirt and went up to the old man. She raised her head and said, "Master, are you waiting for me here?"
Well, I heard that you went to find Shen Lie as soon as you woke up. The old man said, you are not in good health, so don't run around.
Shen Lie was seriously injured. Xia Zhaoyi looked at the way he came and said in a low voice, when he was in the capital, he was injured because of me. Now he came to Longdan Mountain because of what I asked him to do. If it weren't for me, he would
I am not sure how comfortable I am now, why would I be living in such a barren mountain and sleeping in the open air?
He also suffered a lot of injuries when he was looking for you yesterday. It's such a high mountain. If you want to jump, you can jump down. The old man said.
Xia Zhaoyi paused, raised his head and said: How high?
Very high, the old man said.
Xia Zhaoyi pursed her lips, knowing that Master was too lazy to describe it.
In short, it is a deep friendship, and the old man added that it is rare for such a young man to have such a beautiful appearance, great skills, and emphasis on love and righteousness.
Yes, they are like dragons and phoenixes among people. Xia Zhaoyi looked at the snow-capped mountains and said with a sigh.
But it's such a pity that there is such a brother who plots against him at every turn.
By the way, Old Sect Master Pei said bad things about you. The old man said.
Huh? Xia Zhaoyi looked away.
He said you are not a good candidate for female college admissions.
Let's go, it's windy here, the old man turned around, walked towards the sect, and said, but have you figured out how to meet your second brother?
The girl followed with her head lowered, dragging her long sleeves and clothes, and said: Just see it with your eyes.
I'm not afraid of being left in the cold.
There is a master.
Last night, I must have been very sad.
It feels sad even now, and I still want to cry a little bit.
Then cry, my teacher will not laugh at you.
Master wanted to laugh, but Master couldn't make a smiling expression at all.
Rebellious disciple.
Xia Zhaoyi smiled playfully and said: A great person like you in this world cannot teach a rebellious disciple with his feet, he can only teach an equally great and good disciple.
The old man has not held a girl's hand since he was five years old, and he will not have this habit now.
They walked on the snow, two figures, one big and one small, gradually walking away.
Xia Zhaoxue stayed up all night and could only fall asleep at dawn. He woke up again not long after, heard the noise outside, opened the door and went out.
Many disciples walked towards the cliff, but were driven back by the immortal master and the stewards.
When Xia Zhaoxue passed by, there were less than ten people on the cliff.
The cliff here can clearly see the palace below. There are carriages parked outside the palace, and the nobles of the royal family gradually come out to get on the carriages. In the vast open space across the river to the southeast of the palace, the army encamped has already set off and is ready to go.
It's time to leave.
Among the crowd as small as ants, the dragon chariot belonging to the supreme ruler is the most obvious.
From the looks of it, Emperor Xuan Yan was already in the dragon chariot.
Xia Zhaoyi stood beside the old man and looked sideways at Xia Zhaoxue.
The expression on the second brother's face did not change much. He was very peaceful and looked down the mountain calmly.
Second brother Xia Zhaoyi shouted.
Xia Zhaoxue didn't respond. After a while, he realized that he was being called and looked at the girl.
The second brother, Xia Zhaoyi, still shouted like this, grinning a sweet smile, his eyes were bright and clear, and the brilliance in his eyes was very much like his most beloved sister.
Xia Zhaoxue also curled his lips and gave a very light smile.
Ah Li, Xia Zhaoxue said, are you feeling better?
much better.
Yes. Xia Zhaoxue nodded.
I didn't know what to say.
Xia Zhaoyi didn't know what to say.
The haggard second brother in the morning light made her full of sorrow and heartache become more intense.
At the same time, the brother and sister who had always talked to each other about everything are now silent about each other, which is really uncomfortable.
Don't worry. The old man's voice rang in your ears.
Xia Zhaoyi raised his head and looked at his master.
The old man was still looking down the mountain and spoke in a low voice that almost only the two of them could hear: I have sent someone to call your junior brother.
Junior brother? Xia Zhaoyi said softly.
Yes, Master mentioned it before.
However, the old man withdrew his gaze, looked at Xia Zhaoyi, and said, the knot in your second brother's heart still needs your own hands to untie it.
Xia Zhaoyi was stunned: Master knows?
I don’t know, the old man said, looking back down the mountain, but I can guess.
Xia Zhaoxue is still alive, which is something that the old man never thought of.
Two years ago, Xia Zhaoyi died in Beiyuan. Not long after, the old man also went there, hoping to bring back the bones of his beloved disciple.
However, after he arrived in Beiyuan, what he encountered was the mountains burned away by fire.
He did not come back immediately, but stayed in Beiyuan for half a year without paying attention to worldly affairs. Half a year later, he went to the remote mountains and Yunling where there were almost no people to relax, and stayed there for another half a year.
Later, I learned that something had happened in Dingguo Palace.
In the catastrophe of genocide, all the Xia clan members were beheaded on Shengjing Square, and another three hundred people involved with the Dingguo government, including distant relatives and servants, were exiled to the wasteland of Hechuan.
With such a man-made disaster personally designed by the totalitarians of the current dynasty, the old man would not doubt that Xia Zhaoxue's death was fake.
And Xia Zhaoxue is still alive now, and he is living an extremely unhappy life. The old man knows how many grievances and grievances there are.
