You kid! You don't have to be so low-key! !

Caojia Academy is located in the southern part of the town and is very large. Due to the strict access control, Changqing climbed over the wall from an uninhabited corner and entered.

The academy has a quiet environment, filled with plants. It is not luxurious, but reveals a sense of simplicity and solemnity.

There are many students in the academy, and many of them are discussing their opinions on a certain article. Changqing is just wandering around aimlessly. Many people are attracted by the silver-white Jiaocang in Changqing's arms and want to touch him. Jiaocang is even worse. When the female students touch him, they try to please him in every way, but the male students ignore him. He is definitely a pervert.

Many people were also attracted by Changqing's elegant temperament and couldn't help but look at her for a second.

One of the girls suddenly exclaimed "Huh!", attracting a lot of attention. The girl suddenly said, "Why does this classmate look so familiar?"

As soon as the woman said this, many people around her also looked over. Chang Qing felt puzzled. Logically speaking, he should have no interactions with others nowadays.

In order to avoid any trouble, Changqing quietly disappeared into the crowd.

Continuing to stroll, they came to a square. There was a huge stone statue on each side of the square, with a man and a woman standing on each side. Chang Qing then understood why the group of students said that he looked familiar. It would be strange if he didn't look familiar. One of the two stone statues was the appearance of Que Zhihe when she was young, and the other was exactly himself!

The craftsman's craftsmanship was very vivid. Jiao Cang looked at the standing stone statue and exclaimed a few times, and also recognized the craftsman's craftsmanship.

People in the square rushed to one place as if they had suddenly received some news. Chang Qing followed the crowd out of curiosity and found out what happened on the way. Que Zhihe, a great scholar in his seventies, came here to give a lecture.

Chang Qing held Jiao Cang and found a place to sit on a cushion, waiting for Que Zhihe to arrive. He also wanted to see how his friend was doing now.

But after a moment, a trembling figure came from behind, with a hunched body and cloudy eyes, but everyone stood up and said, "Greetings, Mr. Zhihe."

Chang Qing looked at the elderly man on the stage and sighed, "Great scholar, it seems that you haven't given up your efforts over the years."

Que Zhihe motioned for everyone to sit down and began to talk about the principles of life, starting from the simplest to the most complex, and her logic was straightforward.

Time passed quickly, an hour went by quickly, and the class was coming to an end. After the students finished asking questions, Que Zhihe looked at the people in the audience. She felt very pleased to see these future pillars of society. She scanned each student's face and was about to say "get out of class dismissed" when she was suddenly attracted by a face in the corner.

Que Zhihe's body trembled slightly, and she rubbed her eyes in disbelief. She looked again and saw Chang Qing smiling slightly.

Even though it was confirmed, Que Zhihe suppressed her excitement and was still polite, asking the students to disperse. Only then was she helped to come here.

Watching the old man getting closer and closer, Chang Qing sighed at the power of time. He hurried forward and personally supported Que Zhihe. The man who was supporting Que Zhihe, now the dean of Caojia Academy, was about to stop him, but unexpectedly Que Zhihe pulled his arm away.

He turned around and said to the dean: "Go back, it's good to have him accompany you."

The dean had no choice but to leave.

Que Zhihe turned around and looked at Changqing, who still looked like a teenager, and said, "Master Changqing, it's been a while."

Chang Qing nodded gently and said, "Yes, it has been a long time. Everything seems like yesterday. Time really waits for no one."

Que Zhihe's wrinkled face still showed a hint of playfulness as she said, "That's for ordinary people. Aren't immortals still so young?"

In an instant, it seemed as if we were back to the past. The boy was still the boy, and the old woman turned back into a girl.

Chang Qing looked at Que Zhihe and a warm feeling surged in his heart.

He remembered the scene of the old woman sitting and chatting with him. Although she was old now, her kindness and innocence remained unchanged.

Chang Qing smiled and said, "Que Zhihe, you are still that girl. It seems that time cannot change your essence."

When Que Zhihe heard Chang Qing's words, a trace of nostalgia flashed in her eyes.

She knew that Changqing was praising her, "Who says it's not true? Time is not omnipotent. There are many things that cannot be changed."

The two looked at each other and smiled, as if they had returned to the good times they had spent together.

They talked about many past events and old friends. All the joys, sorrows, anger and happiness they had experienced have now become the most precious memories in their hearts.

Chang Qing heard Que Zhihe talking about the wild beasts going crazy in the north. People were talking about how the soldiers at the border bravely resisted the beast tide and defended their homeland.

Chang Qing's heart skipped a beat, and he thought of the great formation in the space channel. Sixty years have passed, and the situation of the formation now is probably not much better. This beast tide might have been affected by the red fog, causing a mutation.

Chang Qing sighed in his heart, what can he do? He has been sleeping for so many years, his strength is low, and he has made no progress. He can't even build a basic formation. Even if he goes, he can't stop the formation. But in the end, Chang Qing still plans to go there, take a look at the situation, and do his best.

Changqing was silent, thinking.

Que Zhihe, who was standing aside, saw Changqing with a worried look on his face and thought that Changqing was no longer willing to help Xingyang Kingdom. She could only sigh in her heart. If Changqing really did that, she would have nothing to say.

She learned about it from the casual conversation of officials in the court. She understood everything that Li Qingxi had done to Chang Qing. She even went to find Li Qingxi when she found out. The two had a big fight and finally parted unhappily.

Chang Qing looked up and said, "I will go to Beiquan to take a look, but don't hold out too much hope."

Que Zhihe breathed a sigh of relief and nodded, but took another breath because Changqing did not mention stopping by the imperial city to take a look.

Que Zhihe hesitated for a moment and then said:

"Are you really not going to the Imperial City to take a look? Although Sister Qingxi was wrong in the beginning, she has been much quieter since then. I can see that she has lived in guilt for the rest of her life, and her later years have not been good."

"Now that Sister Qingxi has passed away for many years, doesn't this matter have yet to pass? After all..." Que Zhihe did not continue.

Chang Qing was stunned, knowing that Que Zhihe had misunderstood, but he did not explain. He did not want to have anything to do with that woman anymore.

Time passed quickly and it was dusk in the blink of an eye.

Que Zhihe looked at Changqing, she knew that the time of separation had come. After this separation, she might never see him again in this life.

Chang Qing nodded towards Que Zhihe. She was his forever friend in his heart and he would remember her forever.

The two said goodbye silently without saying much.

But they all know in their hearts that friendship exists forever and is not just a matter of one day or one night.

Chang Qing turned and left. Que Zhihe looked at his back and said goodbye silently.

The current dean of Caojia Academy always felt very familiar since he met Changqing. After dinner, he took a walk in the academy at dusk.

Inadvertently looking up and seeing the stone statue of Changqing, the dean understood in an instant and hurried to the place where the two had talked. There was only an old woman sitting quietly in the stone pavilion, watching the colorful clouds in the sky gradually turn red...