The bluestone slabs on the mountain road may have been too long since no one has walked through it. A layer of moss has been laid on it. I still remember that there were shepherd boys herding cattle at the foot of the nearby mountain many years ago, but now I can’t even hear the sound of the shepherd flute. Novels. When I stood on the mountainside and looked down, the cows that were lowered and eating grass could no longer be seen in the grass.

Walking along this weed-growing mountain road, the end of the road is a flat land, which should have been opened up by man. Unlike other places, it seems that someone has cleaned it here.

A big tree stands aside, and the shade of the trees obliquely covers the ground, allowing the shaking leaves to appear on the ground. The weeds on both sides must have been cleaned up and appear clean and neat.

There are seven tombs in the middle of the flat ground, which are very simple to arrange and do not look like a cemetery for a wealthy family. However, some of them seem to be in some ages. If you look closely, one of them should have just been erected.

Gu Nan stood next to several stone tablets, hanging around her waist as usual. However, this time, she was not wearing the white clothes, but just an ordinary brown-gray cloth dress.

After Xiu'er and Lingqi died, she cremated them and brought them here to bury them, and buried them with Bai Qi and the others.

She thought the old man wouldn't mind, although he always liked quiet.

Gu Nan's eyes quietly looked at every tombstone and stayed in every place for a while. She was thinking about the past. Over time, she gradually forgot more and more things, but she didn't want to forget about any of these.

After all, there are always some things worth remembering for a lifetime, because there are too many pasts in it, laughter and scolding, every smile of old friends, a concerning blame, and a earnest instructions.

Perhaps remembering these things well is also the responsibility of the living.

Finally, Gu Nan looked at the tombstone in the middle, walked forward slowly, lifted up the hem of her clothes, and slowly knelt down.

Today, she is here to return the entrusted one. This kneeling may be a bit heavy for her.

But it's not bad, it's only a few hundred years.

The short grass on the ground disappeared through her palms, causing her palms to feel a tingling feeling. She silently put her forehead on the ground.

After a bow, she stood up and sat next to the tombstone, leaned her back on the stone tablet, and looked up at the sunlight passing through the leaves.

At that time, she liked to sit under the tree and watch the light passing through the leaves.

He reached out and broke a short grass on the ground, and held it in his hand to play with it.

"Master, I have seen a few of the prosperous times you have asked for."

Gu Nan smiled and said as if he was self-deprecating.

"The disciple is useless. It took about five hundred years. It looks like it is almost the same as what you think. Anyway, it must be much better than we were back then. Most of them have food to eat, no need to suffer from cold, and have a book to read. It's really good."

"rustle."

The wind blowing through the mountains shook the branches and leaves, causing the spots under the tree to shake. A beam of sunlight moved Gu Nan's gaze, and the time covered her eyes, making her eyes blurry.

"Master, don't praise me?" Gu Nan asked gently with a chuckling, but in the mountains there was only the sound of grass leaves rubbing.

His eyes gradually lowered, and someone next to the tombstone said again.

"Or, it's okay to scold me."

But she couldn't hear even a few scoldings.

The only thing the old man white left to her seemed to be that letter, to take a look at the instructions from the peaceful times for him.

And now, in this prosperous era, it seems that she should let go of this letter.

She thought that when she let go, it was time for her to have nothing left.

With her hand on her waist, she held a hilt of the sword, which was the only thing that could make her feel more at ease.

The wind sounded softly, blowing away the fallen leaves, blowing away the flying grass clips, blowing away the clouds in the sky, and blowing away the last sentence left by Gu Nan for Bai Qi and carefully preserved.

It was finally time for her to return it to Bai Qi.

"It's just a master." Gu Nan said to the tombstone behind him: "Why can't you keep this world like that?"

"I can't keep you."

The sun sets in the west, and the warm red sunset shines on the riverside. The shallow grass is blown by the wind, as if it is rolling up waves, and the scattered grass clips float by the pedestrians on the way.

The ships on the river surface were back and forth, and the boat pushed the river away, and the waves were chaotic on the river.

On the small path at the foot of the mountain, a man walked up with a sword. The sword was dark all over and out of shape. The man's expression was dull and he seemed to have lost something, but it was hard to explain it.

Gu Nan took off the hat on his back and put it on his head, walked through the grass by the river, and walked to the riverside.

A boat was preparing to cross the river by the female passenger, and Gu Nan shouted.

"Carrier, can you carry another person?"

If you can cross the river with multiple people, you can collect more money by one trip. It happened that you didn’t go far, so the boatman naturally wouldn’t mind. He took the female passenger back to the shore and picked up Gu Nan on the boat.

When he got on the boat, the hull swayed for a while. The female guest raised her head and looked at Gu Nan, moved away some seats and sat down for Gu Nan.

Gu Nan nodded, thanking him, but did not sit down, just held her in a vague position and leaned against the corner of the boat.

The boatman held the pole in his hand on the shore and pushed the boat and started moving.

The female guest sitting on the boat was thin and fair, with thin lips and should have been a beauty. Unfortunately, she looked haggard and lost her appearance. She probably had something to do and kept looking at the river.

The sound of the boat wafting across the river was roaring. When the river passed halfway, the female guest turned around and looked at Gu Nan. It seemed that she was just trying to find someone to talk to, and she said out loud.

"Where is Xiaolang going?"

Because of Gu Nan's outfit and the unqualifiedness in his hand, the female guest thought Gu Nan was a man.

As for Gu Nan's voice, she felt that the boy had not grown up, so she had such a neutral voice, so she called Xiaolang.

Gu Nan leaned on the boat and heard the woman talking to her, so he turned his head slightly.

"Where to go?" she thought for a while and said.

"Maybe it's just to find a place to go, or to go where I should go and do what I should do."

In fact, she didn't know how to answer, but the female guest was not confused by such an answer, so she just responded softly.

"Where are you?" Gu Nan asked.

"Me?" The female guest pointed to herself, with a haggard face, looking at the other side, and pointing to a tall building.

"I'm that singer, I can only do what I can do."

Gu Nan looked at the tall building and then at the woman.

"Is it bitter?"

The woman covered her mouth and smiled, but there was no smile in her eyes, but such actions had almost become her habit.

“Of course it’s bitter.”

Why is it so painful? It is obviously a prosperous era.

Perhaps most people are born suffering.

And there is never a perfect world in this world.
Chapter completed!