Samsara Peak, which was filled with colorful fireworks just a moment ago, gradually became quiet, which made Wangcai very dissatisfied.
It is a fire phoenix, and it likes the fireworks exploding around it the most. When I was at Cangyunmen, every New Year's Eve, it would be bathed in fireworks and couldn't extricate itself.
I returned to a familiar place and saw the familiar fireworks, but they went out within a few seconds before I had time to enjoy them. How could this be possible?
Cang Yunzi shouted angrily at the people who were talking about it on the mountainside, asking these humans to release more fireworks so that this divine bird could have a good time.
As a result, no one could understand its bird song, so naturally no one continued to set off fireworks.
Yang Jiu rubbed his eyes for a while and then confirmed that he had not seen it wrong.
Prosperous wealth, prosperous wealth!
She cheered, turned into a strange light, and flew towards Wangcai.
Wangcai was startled. When he saw that the person who came was Yang Jiu, who loved him the most, he immediately became happy again. He fell into Yang Jiu's arms and rubbed her cheek with his beak, acting coquettishly.
Wangcai was a fat bird when he was on Duantian Cliff in Tianshan Mountain. Later, when he was sitting on the cliff in the back mountain, Ye Xiaochuan forced Wangcai to lose weight in order for Wangcai to fly.
Yang Jiu has always felt that the fat Wangcai from more than ten years ago was cuter.
It has been more than a year since he left the Black Forest. During this round-the-world trip, Wangcai seemed to have endured no hardship, and his body was plump and round, which made Yang Shijiu very happy.
She carried Wangcai and flew to the master in the yard, saying: "Master, it's Wangcai, it's Wangcai! The little senior brother must be back!" The drunk Taoist grinned a few times, then straightened his face and said,
He drank a few big sips from the wine gourd on his waist, and then said: "This brat has been away for two years without even sending a letter. He doesn't even care about me as a master. He is really unfilial. Wait.
Next time he comes back,
See how I teach him a lesson!" Yang Jiujiu held Wangcai in his arms and said with admiration: "Master, you are just telling the truth. When we were eating dumplings at night, you asked me to leave a plate of Sanxian stuffing for my little brother. He spent the entire day
You say that you, the old man, prefer me in your heart. In fact, I know that the most important thing in your heart is my junior brother, and
Just like my old father, he favors boys over girls!"
The news of Ye Xiaochuan's return to the mountain spread throughout Samsara Peak in a short period of time.
Almost everyone in Cangyun knew that Ye Xiaochuan, Yun Qiyou, and the elite disciples of Zhengdao were going to the underworld.
Not long ago, news came back that they had successfully crossed the sea of the underworld, circled most of the world, and reached the ends of the earth.
Anyone who can survive from the underworld is considered a hero in any era.
A hero always needs the treatment that a hero deserves, but Yun Qiyou is back with him, so it's not easy to continue setting off fireworks.
Since the death of Elder Jingshui, Yun Qiyou has never known this news. Now that he has returned to Middle-earth, he must have known about it. Yun Qiyou came back for the funeral. Anyone who dares to set off fireworks at this time is seeking death.
A large group of people roared out. Zhu Changshui, Zhao Shilin, Yang Quanyong, Chen Youdao, Zhao Wuji, Gu Pan'er and others all looked for where Ye Xiaochuan was.
To say that those who are most looking forward to Ye Xiaochuan and Yun Qiyou returning to Cangyun as soon as possible are none other than Zhao Wuji and Gu Paner.
When the two of them left the Nine-Xuan Fairyland, the dwarf clan's weapon-refining master gave them the sublimated fairy swords that had not yet been completed. Later, they received news that the two swords were upgraded to artifact-level swords by the Black Wind clan leader and were handed over to Ye Xiaochuan.
Talk to Yun Qiyou and let them bring Cangyun back.
Since knowing the news, Zhao Wuji and Gu Pan'er have been looking forward to the stars and the moon all day long, and now their hope has come to an end.
The return of Ye and Yun has brought a huge sensation to the entire Samsara Peak. Tonight is New Year's Eve, it's almost the second night, but it's still very lively.
In fact, the first person to know that the two of them were coming back tonight was Yun Qiyou. In the morning, Ning Xiangruo received a letter from Yun Qiyou from Feihe, and the content was naturally about the matter of his mentor, Master Jingshui.
Since Yun Qiyou still knew the news of her mentor's death, Ning Xiangruo had no need to hide it anymore and finally wrote a reply to Yun Qiyou.
The content of the letter is very simple, just four words: "Let's talk when we get back." Since the afternoon, Yun Qiyou has been standing at the door of Yuanshui Xiaozhu waiting. Originally, according to the distance calculation, Ye Xiaochuan and Yun Qiyou would have a tryst at dusk today.
He returned to Cangyun and entered a small town at noon. He bought Yun Qiyou a suit of plain clothes for mourning and wore expensive Shu brocade.
It is indeed inappropriate for Si Sui to come back to attend the funeral.
A group of people rushed to look for Ye Xiaochuan, but they didn't know that Ye Xiaochuan and Yun Qiyou had already arrived at Yuanshui Xiaozhu.
Sun Yao and Mei Hezi, who were standing at the door of the Discipline Academy, had long heard the shouts and cheers of the disciples and had seen Wangcai. Of course they knew that Ye Xiaochuan and Yun Qiyou had been away from each other for two years and would return to Cangyun tonight.
However, neither of them expected that Ye Xiaochuan and Yun Qiyou would avoid the disciples on the front mountain who went to greet them, and instead landed on the bluestone path outside the gate of the Discipline Academy.
Seeing Ye and Yun under the moonlight, Sun Yao and Mei Hezi almost didn't recognize them.
Two years of wandering have almost brought about huge changes in these two people. Fortunately, Ye Xiaochuan was originally dark, but now he is darker. He looks like a Kunlun slave, so it is not difficult to recognize him.
Yun Qiyou has changed a lot. Her skin, which was originally whiter than snow, is now as black as sunburned on the sea. How can she still have the temperament of a fairy? Yun Qiyou, who is dressed in linen and plain clothes, will both Zhan Chen and Xuan Shuang.
Putting it away in the Qiankun bag, she had already taken away the hosta robbed from Ye Xiaochuan more than ten years ago and the eight-treasure Ruyi hairpin from Senior Sister Du Chun that Ye Xiaochuan had given her when she returned to Cangyun more than two years ago.
Come down and wrap your hair with a piece of white cloth
, holding a bamboo stick in his hand, dressed like Ding You observing filial piety.
"Junior Sister Yun, Junior Brother Ye..."
Sun Yao finally recognized these two and shouted in surprise.
Ye Xiaochuan and his wife also saw Sun Yao and Mei Hezi. They just nodded and walked forward along the bluestone path without saying anything.
Sun Yao walked down the stone steps and was about to follow, but suddenly turned around and whispered to Meihezi: "Go quickly and inform the master uncle and senior brother, as well as senior uncle Jingxuan, that junior sister Yun and junior brother Ye have arrived at Yuanshui Elementary School.
build."
After saying that, he followed the two of them from a distance.
Yun Qiyou walked very slowly, and every step seemed to use up all his strength.
Memories of many years are constantly reappearing in my mind at this moment, from falling meteorites to learning skills from a master.
I still remember that when I first entered Cangyun, my heart would often hurt for no reason. It was my teacher who gently comforted me. It was also my teacher who tried his best to cure my heart disease.
Twenty-four years have passed. In fact, I have not fulfilled the filial piety that a disciple should have. Because of emotional matters, I often made her master angry. She did not even see her master for the last time. I thought of the voice and appearance of my former mentor.
With a smile on his face, Yun Qiyou's tears fell again.
