The rushing stone waterfall has been forgotten behind them, and the flowing clear spring, accompanied by the rustling bamboo leaves in the wind, saw them off.
"Sister Rourou, where are you going?"
This is a woman with black and white hair, about twenty years old. She wears a delicate white flower on her head. The two lovely children picked it for her not long ago and put it on her hand.
"You have to be obedient, go to class on time, and don't be naughty, you know?"
Nuo Qiurou picked up the bookcase-like bamboo basket on her back, then bent down and lovingly stroked the heads of the two cute, young, plush pandas with both hands.
"Where are you going, Sister Rourou?"
"obedient."
Nuo Qiurou couldn't bear to let go. Her eyes were full of struggle, and even tears began to well up, but she still stood up slowly.
"Sister Rourou, where are you going?"
Two cute pandas grabbed her hand, but Nuo Qiurou still forced a smile from her face. She said nothing and had no way to explain to them. She just pulled her hand back and repeated the previous words.
Sentence: "Be obedient."
"Sister Rourou, where are you going?!"
"Don't go!"
However, no matter how hard they pulled, Nuo Qiurou still firmly pulled her hand away.
"Wow~~"
"I don't want you to leave, I don't want Sister Rourou, please leave~~~"
Nuo Qiurou turned around and left with the bamboo basket on her back. They wanted to catch up, but were hugged by the elders behind them. While crying, these adult panda fairies silently watched Nuo Qiurou's back and the one standing there.
The figure in front of them.
It was an old panda that only reached a person's knees, with a long goat's beard and long snow-white eyebrows. He was holding a bamboo stick and a cloth wrapper behind his back.
The old panda stood on this road. In front of him were the panda family, his compatriots, students, and brothers and sisters.
They were not far apart, less than twenty meters.
But in this lesson, twenty meters was like a chasm. They were on that side, but he chose to walk across this bottom line and stand here.
"Actually, you don't need to come together, Xiaorou."
"What are you talking about."
Nuo Qiurou stopped and said, "You are so old. You must have someone to take care of you when you go out. If you accidentally break your back outside, there will be no one to carry you back."
"I'm serious, Xiaorou, you don't have to go with me."
The old panda didn't mean to blame her. His voice was very soft and calm: "I am old, and the people of my time who can die have all died. For me, staying here is still the best.
When you go out, the only difference is to find a different place to sleep."
"What you said is wrong."
Nuo Qiurou said: "You just can't let go of that child. No matter what, you want to see it with your own eyes."
"But this time, by the time we arrive," the old panda closed his eyes, "it should be too late."
"Even if it is late, I will go."
"Yes, we will go even if it is late," the old panda and Nuo Qiurou walked down the mountain together: "Because he wants us to go, and people will come and call us. The child is calling like this outside. This is
Reasons why we have to go.”
Because he needed them, they came, that's all...
“From now on!!!”
It was also at this time that Xiang Wuji, the most senior ancestor of the Panda Immortal Clan in Shuli Mountain, announced: "Expell Nuo Qiurou and the Xiang Wu clan from Shuli Mountain."
That's fine.
"In the future, you are not allowed to call yourself Shuli Mountain outside!"
In this way, even if something happens, more people will not be affected.
"From now on, you have nothing to do with us!"
Sorry, everyone.
It's an old man...
The old panda used the corner of his eyes to take in the expressions of all his compatriots: 'You are so willful.'
"Go away!"
Xiang Wuji's eyes were filled with tears, and all the clan members were trying not to cry: "Get out of here and never come back!!!"
They were once the same clan and had never had any conflicts.
But history always needs an excuse and a reason.
Shuli Mountain needs someone to preserve its strength and prepare for the future. It needs strength to protect its own people and escort future generations.
But the Shanhai tribe cannot break their promise!
The words they say, the promises they swear to keep, no matter how huge the cost, someone must do it!
The Panda Fairy Clan needs people like that to tell those who look down on them that the Shanhai Clan has not given up on its traditions and faith.
Even if five million years have passed, they are still the same Chinese people as they once were!
The bloody spirit of daring to fight against the sky is still rooted in their bones. It will not dry out or solidify. Instead, it will flow in this dying body forever, and they will stand up when needed to prove that they are not
Cold is hot!
"Are you crying again?"
It's almost half an hour since they left, and if nothing else happens, they will arrive soon.
"Um."
Leaving your hometown forever and never coming back for the rest of your life, no matter who you are, it is impossible for you to remain indifferent.
"Are we," Nuo Qiurou asked, "exiled?"
"There is no other way. If we don't do this, we will bring disaster to the tribe. If we want to help the child, we can only do this."
The old panda said: "Are you still reluctant to let go of the children?"
"Um."
Nuo Qiurou never thought that one day she would break up with them.
Although emotionally speaking, they still regard themselves as people from Shuli Mountain. If one day Shuli Mountain encounters a crisis, they will definitely protect it with all their strength.
But unfortunately, their names were crossed out from the genealogy.
Even if they die one day, they will not be remembered by future generations, because they are sinners, sinners whose names are not worthy of being recorded in the genealogy.
More likely, when the children grow up and see Nuo Qiurou again, they may regard her as an outsider, or even a bad person.
"Now think about it, if we had asked the ancestors to set another rule and call us traitors, and then let people come to hunt us down," Nuo Qiurou said, "In this case, if we can die in the hands of our tribe, we can return to the world again."
Are you back in your hometown?"
Even if all that returns are corpses, at least the fallen leaves have returned to their roots, right?
"You won't die."
The old panda murmured: "I won't let you die."
Nuo Qiuren and the old panda were traveling through time and space, and ahead of them, they could feel that it was the place they had been to with Bao Jiaxian, the Buddhist City plane.
"arrive!"
The old panda stood up, and then held the bamboo pole: "Go and say hello to that kid Baojiaxian. You are so late. If you apologize, you will forgive us, right?"
"Yes."
As if thinking of some good memories, Nuo Qiurou smiled: "After all, that child is Baojiaxian."
Because they are Baojiaxian, it doesn't matter. They are very good friends, understand each other, respect each other, and then work together to grow.
It is a blessing to be able to find a trustworthy friend like him in this life...
"Something's wrong!"
Suddenly, the old panda's face became solemn, and even the long eyebrows covering his eyes were trembling in the violent mood swings: "No! There is no breath of that child!"
"Boom!!!"
The huge fluctuations in time and space ignored the barriers that could block the ferocious beasts, and seemed to be in an active square, allowing them to land next to Baojiaxian's body.
"Who is it?"
"Who is coming?"
"These two are..."
Ignoring the surrounding reactions, the old panda stood in front of the dead Baojiaxian with his crutch.
The bloody hand, the blood dripping from the face, and the awareness that even though he has died, he still uses his faith to protect everyone who is fleeing.
"That's enough."
The old panda raised his head and let out a long sigh. No one could see his eyes clearly, but the clenched hand caused cracks to appear on the crutch.
"Hang a sheep's head and sell dog meat."
"How much do you want to insult Mr. Shanhai's will?" Terrifying demonic power surged out of the old panda's body. In an instant, the color of the world changed: "You rubbish from the Shanhai Organization!!!"