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Chapter 827 Where is the Junior Sister?

The sound of the piano echoed in the forest for who knows how long.

again and again.

Everyone who was awake in the camp heard it.

The silence of the camp was further highlighted.

The lady historian seemed particularly tolerant tonight, and Ouyang Rong played the piano as many times as he wanted.

Until the sound of the piano in the woods became faint and rustling.

The belt is untied and the fabric is slipping off.

After a while, the voice of a young girl gritting her teeth but unable to bear the shame came from the forest:

"Why did you steal another one? Didn't I give you one last time?"

The man did not answer, but stuffed the object into his arms as a souvenir and kept it safely.

Rong Zhen bit his shoulder hard, and then her face seemed to be buried in his arms again. She said in a muffled voice as if she was resentful:
"Without it, aren't you afraid that I'll get pregnant?"

Ouyang Rong shook his head: "Don't worry, he didn't go in."

Rong Zhen asked in a puzzled tone: "Go in?"

She paused suddenly.

Immediately, Ouyang Rong felt her little face in his arms getting hot.

Rong Zhen stretched out his hand and pinched it angrily.

"hiss."

Ouyang Rong gasped.

"Puch..."

Not sure what made her laugh when he tilted his head back to inhale, Rong Zhen couldn't help but laugh, and reached out to pinch his nose. But when Ouyang Rong looked at her smiling face curiously, the girl's face turned cold again, and she snorted and turned her head away.

The two of them played around for a while, Rong Zhen's hair was loose. She had just discovered that Ouyang Rong really liked to wrap his fingers around her hair, so she took out her mandarin duck jade hairpin and made it convenient for him.

At this moment, curled up in his arms like a kitten, Rong Zhen lifted the hair that had fallen from her forehead to her ears, leaving a strand of hair, twisted it with two fingers, and scratched his chest with the tip of the hair. When he stretched out his hand to stop her, she dodged again, lowered her head and smiled quietly for a while, she asked softly:
"Liang Han, haven't you figured out the sword technique yet?"

Ouyang Rong shook his head.

Rong Zhen frowned:

"I will play it again."

"no need."

Ouyang Rong shook his head. "I have memorized this music, but my Dantian has no reaction. I once secretly learned the incomplete music that the old musician taught you, and I suddenly understood half of its true meaning and advanced to the initial stage of the seventh rank. I thought that now that I have obtained the complete sword tactics that complete the Lotus Boat Song, I can achieve it in one fell swoop... Now it seems that my current understanding does not allow me to comprehend it immediately."

When Rong Zhen heard this, he couldn't help but feel happy for him:
"A seventh-rank swordsman is already very powerful. A traditional swordsman who is not holding a fake Ding sword is rare in a hundred years. During the time of the Two Saints, there were so many young talents from all over the world flocking to Luoyang for the prosperous times, but only Mr. Yu appeared.

“Liang Han is already amazing, not to mention that he has already reached the initial stage of the seventh rank, far surpassing Mr. Yu at the same age.

"The sword-wielder is born with the ability to kill people of higher rank. The Si Tian Jian secret library records that without other assistance, the sword-wielder holding the Ding Sword is invincible at the same rank, and can kill people of higher rank and then threaten the next rank.

"A seventh-grade perfect swordsman can kill anyone below the upper grade! He can even threaten the upper grade Qi cultivators.

“With Liang Han’s current cultivation level, most sixth-rank Qi Refiners have to avoid you, and upper-rank Qi Refiners have to be a little careful of your all-out swordplay… If you can comprehend the complete sword art of Emperor Wen and advance to the seventh rank, you’ll be even safer. You can really kill anyone below the upper rank, no matter what sect monster or Qi Refiner genius they are, you can defeat them all with one sword.”

At this point, Rong Zhen said with some worry: "It's almost there, am I holding you back..."

Ouyang Rong shook his head and suddenly said, "Get dressed first. It's getting late. Can you accompany me there?"

"Where?"

Ouyang Rong asked back: "Did you just make another pot of soup?"

Rong Zhen lowered his head: "Well, how do you know if I have any smell?"

Ouyang Rong smiled:

"Yes, I smelled it. There was a smell of firewood on my hair. Be careful next time you squat to light a fire. You are not as high as the stove when you squat. Cough cough..." He coughed and changed the subject. He suddenly said, "Fish soup, can you serve three bowls and accompany me to find Junior Sister? She is not asleep either. It's a cold night. Let's drink something hot together."

Rong Zhen suddenly fell silent.

Ouyang Rong looked down and found that the lady was burying her little face in his arms, motionless, like a quiet kitten.

Ouyang Rong waited for a moment, raised his hand to gently stroke her back, and whispered in her ear:

"OK?"

Rong Zhen suddenly said, "Don't move."

Ouyang Rong stopped moving.

Rong Zhen leaned forward and hugged him tightly with both hands.

Ouyang Rong felt the strength of her arms, as if she wanted to rub her petite body into his chest.

She didn't speak for a long time.

Ouyang Rong was about to speak.

Rong Zhen suddenly broke free from his arms, lifted up her falling dress, covered her chest with her slender arms, picked up her shoes, and trotted away.

Ouyang Rong was stunned.

After a while, I looked around.
He was the only one left around the campfire.

No one knew where Ye Weilai and Hong Bai had gone. Ouyang Rong hadn't seen them since he had been accompanying Rong Zhen, but he was not too worried.

Ouyang Rong looked towards the place where Rong Zhen disappeared, and for a moment he didn't know whether she agreed or not.

There were some family disputes that he wanted to settle before they parted. If a man can't even clean up his own house, how can he clean up the world?
Ouyang Rong touched the small teeth marks on his shoulder. He couldn't see clearly, but it must have been bitten red by her. He straightened his clothes to cover the "strawberries" on his neck and prepared to get up. The lady historian seemed to like planting strawberries for him. This was a sign that Ouyang Rong had recently discovered. It was becoming a little habit of hers...

At this moment, he felt a chill on his chest. He touched his chest and found a large wet mark. It must have been there a long time ago, and now the cool wind was blowing and it felt cold to the bone.

Was she crying quietly when she was hugging him tightly just now... Ouyang Rong pursed his lips and prepared to go find Rong Zhen.

Just then, a graceful figure walked out of the forest and returned to the campfire.

Ouyang Rong was stunned:
"Rong Zhen..."

The beautiful figure passed by Ouyang Rong with great vigor and energy:
"Let's go, Ouyang Lianghan, stop wasting time."

Ouyang Rong looked down and found that Rong Zhen was holding a food box with soup sloshing around in it.

Ouyang Rong reacted and followed quickly.

He was a little surprised and turned to look at Rong Zhen's cold profile.

He asked cautiously, "How many bowls of fish soup?"

"both."

Without waiting for Ouyang Rong to ask, she added with a straight face: "None of yours."

"..."

Although he was choked, Ouyang Rong smiled happily. He immediately stepped forward, grabbed her wrist, and took her arm, and went to the tent in front together.

After a while, Ouyang Rong and Rong Zhen came to Li Guoer's tent with a box of fish soup.

Rong Zhen looked reluctant and raised his voice a little:

"If you hadn't begged me, I wouldn't have come. Let her come out on her own..."

Just as Ouyang Rong was about to speak, Li Guoer walked out of the tent, followed by Cai Shou, who was rubbing his eyes in confusion:

"Master Ouyang? Ms. Rong, why are you here?"

Ouyang Rong saw that Li Guoer was also yawning, with sleepy eyes, and it seemed that she was also woken up by them.

"What are you doing here?"

Li Guoer glanced at Rong Zhen, who seemed a little grumpy after waking up.

Rong Zhen had already put the food box behind him, out of sight of Li Guoer and Cai Shou. Ouyang Rong immediately asked:

"Is Junior Sister asleep?"

"Sleeping? She left early, on horseback. I don't know if she was angry. After I came back, she waited for a long time. I asked you to come earlier, but you stayed so late and brought someone else with you..."

Rong Zhen took a step forward: "Who are you talking about?"

Ouyang Rong blocked her with his hand, frowned and asked:
"Riding a horse? Where is the little apprentice sister?"

"I don't know." The girl with plum blossom makeup said unhappily, "I'm sleeping. If you ask me, who should I ask?"

Li Guoer glanced at the couple in front of her and said, "Maybe they were pissed off and left. Okay, I need to catch up on some sleep. You can go after them by yourself."

Li Guoer raised his head, turned around and returned to the tent.

Cai Shou secretly waved goodbye to Ouyang Rong, stuck out her tongue, and followed him back to the tent.

Ouyang Rong and Rong Zhen stayed where they were.

Rong Zhen looked away and said, "Okay, it saves us the trouble."

Ouyang Rong looked around and said, "Wait a moment..."

At this moment, Rong Zhen suddenly left, leaving behind a sentence:
"Someone's here. I'm leaving first."

Ouyang Rong turned his head and saw a familiar figure appear.

"Tanlang?"

Li Dalang came from a distance and asked curiously:
"Why are you here? What are you doing in A-mei's tent?"

Ouyang Rong coughed: "I was on night duty just now, it's almost dawn, I want to find my junior sister."

Li Dalang said, "Look for her. Miss Xie just left."

"Where to go."

"I just ran into her. It seems that someone from the Xie family came to look for her. She is now in Hanyang County. She should have gone to meet them. She also told us not to wait for her."

Li Dalang was halfway through his speech when he noticed that Ouyang Rong had quieted down.

Subconsciously said:

"Are you OK."

Ouyang Rong shook his head: "It's okay, I'll leave first."

Li Dalang said with regret:

"Wait, Tan Lang, it's probably a letter from home or something urgent. How about you stay here during the day and come with us, and wait for Miss Xie?"

Ouyang Rong hesitated and shook his head:

"No, the time has been set and you are all ready. It cannot be changed. Actually... I have already explained everything I should have said to Junior Sister."

Li Dalang didn't notice the deep tone in his friend's voice and sighed:
"Well, that's a pity indeed."

Ouyang Rong strode forward, and Li Dalang saw him and quickly followed.

The two walked forward side by side.

"Tan Lang, my parents were arguing just now, and I went to mediate, so I didn't sleep..."

Ouyang Rong subconsciously asked: "What are you arguing about?"

"When we were chatting at night, my mother didn't agree with you staying. She said she was worried that you might get into danger. But my father told her that he respected your decision. My mother felt that what my father said was wrong and that he didn't consider your safety, so we had an argument."

Ouyang Rong was silent when he heard this.

Li Dalang scratched his head:
"Mom and Dad rarely quarrel. It's not that they are so harmonious and loving, but mainly because Dad never dares to argue with Mom, so naturally there is no quarrel. But this time, Dad surprisingly supports you, which Mom probably didn't expect. They even quarreled in the middle of the night."

Ouyang Rong said nothing.

The two walked forward for a while.

Li Dalang whispered:

"Tan Lang, I actually think what my mother said is very right. I'm always worried that you might encounter danger while going to find the embroiderer. Isn't it said that we should share happiness and difficulties together? Although you and my sister are very sure that we can turn the situation around when we return to Beijing this time, it would be very boring if you are not here for this blessing.

"Besides, you and Liu Lang have always been my best friends. Now both of you are staying in Xunyang, and I am going to Luoyang alone. What kind of thing is this? How come I am left alone while walking..."

At this time, Ouyang Rong turned around and said with a smile:
"Are you sure you can't visit Yunshui Pavilion anymore?"

Li Dalang was stunned for a moment, then he didn't know whether to laugh or cry: "What are you talking about, Tan Lang, how could this be the reason, and... and I have already met a girl I like."

Ouyang Ronghu said:
"Why do you feel like you're not alone?"

Li Dalang was puzzled: "What do you mean?"

"Anyone who makes it to the end is alone." He said casually, smiled easily, and then asked: "Da Lang, do you know fate?"

"edge?"

"Yes, Yuan."

Ouyang Rong rolled up his sleeves, looked straight ahead, and walked forward in the breeze as dawn approached, his back slender.

His steps were quite fast, and Li Dalang could only jog to catch up with him. He heard his calm voice:
"Since that night when I left Xunyang City on horseback to come find you, I have often been thinking about many people and many things unconsciously."

Li Dalang felt that his friend's voice was as erratic as the sound of the piano not long ago:
“Buddhists often say that all connections between people in the world are empty, and it is only because of fate that we meet each other.

"I actually knew this truth a long time ago, but after the embroiderer left that day, I saw the empty yard, saw Banxi crying, and saw your eyes looking at me. Suddenly, I understood it more deeply, or maybe I should say, this is the real understanding."

"What did you really understand?"

Ouyang Rong smiled and turned back:

“In fact, no one must stay by your side, and no one must be with you forever, including parents, wives and children. There will always be separations and deaths. At that time, you will find that the relationship between husband and wife and blood relationship are empty. It is not taken for granted. The most important thing is the fate between them, the fate as parents and children, and the fate as wife and husband.

"But fate is not something you just wait for, you have to fight for it yourself."

Ouyang Rong whispered:
"If I go to Luoyang with you now, I will be waiting in vain for the fate of Xiu Niang to arrive by my side.

"Da Lang, in the past, when I didn't know she existed, I waited for her for a long, long time, so long that I almost forgot. Every time, I waited for her to come to me, but this time, I finally caught her, but she left again. This time, I really don't want to wait any longer. Da Lang, this time, I want to find her too."

Li Dalang was silent for a while. At this moment, he heard Ouyang Rong's murmur:

"Destiny is everything, emptiness is everything. Is there nothing between me and the embroiderer? No, even if there is nothing, I will still try to get a piece of fate back. I will take her away in front of her senior sisters. I will take her to Luoyang, to see the most prosperous place in the world, to listen to the voices of the so-called prosperous times, even if she is blind and mute. I will do it.

"No one can stop me. No one can stop me."

A white sturgeon floated out from the dark forest, like a lantern, illuminating the surrounding area within three meters.

Ye Weilai followed behind.

The white sturgeon swam its tail and swam to the side of Ouyang Rong who was muttering to himself. As cheerful as ever, it circled around the silent young man.

Ouyang Rong's eyes fell on it and looked around.

Li Dalang and Ye Weilai who walked out of the forest nearby saw that the dark eyes of the young man in the scholar's robe were lit up by the light of the white sturgeon, clear and bright, flickering.

He spoke to the white sturgeon facing him, and the murmur came faintly, which Li and Ye found sounding unreal and uncertain.

"Do you miss her too? I know, I know... I've felt it since you started circling around me in Xunyang Grottoes... And the whereabouts of the new sword technique revealed by Mr. Tao... And the hesitation in my cultivation realm while completing the complete sound of the Orchid Boat Song, and my inability to comprehend the true meaning, I was also obsessed..."

He seemed to be talking to himself, but also seemed to be talking to the white sturgeon.

"This is God's will. If there really is a God, this is also fate. It almost clearly shows my fate...Okay, don't wander around in circles. I will take you to find her right now. Just follow me."

Li Dalang and Ye Weilai looked at each other in silence, turned their heads in a daze, and stood there for a long time, watching the young man in the Confucian robe and the fish leaving.

In the distance ahead of the young man in Confucian robes, the sky was turning white.

A red sun is rising slowly.

a new day.

It's time to set off.

(End of this chapter)