Blossoms

2.

Ronghua Street, Xinghualou.

Standing on the height of Xinghua Building with his chin resting, Wei Yang looked carefully at the crowds coming and going on Ronghua Street, saw a familiar figure from the crowd, and waved to him.

Liu Changle looked up and saw his figure, confirmed his location, and smiled at him.

Just as he was about to enter Xinghualou, the girls at the side quickly surrounded him: "Young man, where did you come from?"

"Xiaoyao Sword School." Liu Changle cupped his hands towards them: "Where are the girls?"

The girls giggled and pointed to a red building next to Xinghualou: "Where did we come from... Shaoxia go in and sit down?"

"No, I have an appointment." Liu Changle was still polite.

"Then come together." The girls laughed.

"No, he's already in Xinghualou." Liu Changle said.

The girls left resentfully, Wei Yang saw Liu Changle walking into the Xinghualou just as he came down, and joked directly: "Brother Liu, those girls like you who are thin-skinned and tender. Stand in the crowd and look like a girl."

Thin skin and tender meat?Liu Changle frowned: "I wish I wasn't like this."

He was not in good health when he was a child, except for practicing swords, he practiced swords, but no matter how he practiced, he couldn't get the burly figures of his seniors, and he always felt that he was not talented enough.

Wei Yang nodded: "Come on, I'll recommend you the signature dish here!"

Liu Changle walked towards him.

After eating his so-called signature dish, Wei Yang poured a cup of tea and handed it to him: "Haven't decided where to go this time..."

"I'll go wherever you go." Liu Changle smiled: "Don't ask me where I want to go."

Wei Yang was a little surprised, habitually opened the folding fan, and thought for a moment.

Liu Changle watched his movements: "You really like this fan?"

In fact, I can't say I like it...

Wei Yang handed him the fan: "My master gave it to me, Qingfengtang has one, if you want...you can give it to you."

Hearing what he said was only funny, Liu Changle pushed his hand back: "Thank you, but I'm not a disciple of Qingfengtang... Have you thought it over yet?"

"Hey... let's go to southern Xinjiang." Wei Yang said.

He couldn't count how long the two had been traveling together, but it should have been many years.

They visited the village in southern Xinjiang, and Wei Yang also met acquaintances. They also went to Jueming Ridge to buy a lot of Tianyin classics. The two of them studied for a long time and still couldn't understand it. They also went to Jiangnan. I have seen the Misty Rain Tower, I have been to the south and visited the place where the main altar of the Wan Poison Sect is located...

In the end, Wei Yang received an order from Master Yaoxian to hurry back.

The reason why he hurried back was that something happened to Qian Weiyang's sweetheart.

So the two hurried to Fusheng.

He didn't understand what happened, he only knew that Wei Yang might still have some affection for that sweetheart, that's why he rushed back in such a panic.

Thinking of this, Liu Changle felt a little depressed.

On the way back, the two were walking side by side on the path. Liu Changle secretly looked at Wei Yang's irritable expression, and wanted to comfort him, saying, "Don't worry, maybe it's not a big deal."

Wei Yang turned his head to look at him with complicated eyes.

Seeing that he didn't respond, Liu Changle felt a little self-defeating, so he stopped talking.

Wei Yang still looked at him, with an increasingly sad expression on his face.

Finally he said: "I promised her to help her, I owe her a favor, I should help her."

Liu Changle beside him responded, and the two did not speak any more.

In Xunyi Hall, several people looked at Wei Yang seriously.

"In the end, she only sent one child back." Patriarch Yaoxian pointed to the child in his junior sister's arms: "It's only a few months old, and it's called Chu Rui."

Wei Yang was stunned for a moment, looking at the appearance of the child in the arms of his junior sister: "This child..."

The child looked just like her mother.

How could such a beautiful appearance be born into a boy...

"It's too young, I plan to send it to the Xiaoyao Sword Sect or the Wandu Sect..." Patriarch Yaoxian raised his eyes and looked at Wei Yang with a somewhat unbearable expression: "Why? Do you want to keep this child?"

Wei Yang clenched his fists and nodded.

"Then come back and look at the Qingfengtang." Patriarch Yaoxian said, "What's the point of visiting mountains and rivers all day long?"

Wei Yang raised his head, gave the child a complicated look, and didn't speak any more.

After a group of people left, Wei Yang came out with the child in his arms. Liu Changle sat in the yard of Xunyi Hall, looked up at him, and then at the child, showing a clear expression.

Wei Yang sighed, and hurriedly said: "What are you thinking... This is not my child."

This child is so small, I have been with you all these years, where did you make the child?

"..." Liu Changle was silent for a while, but still told his situation, without hearing his sadness at all: "But if you want to keep him, you have to stay in Qingfengtang."

Wei Yang didn't speak, Liu Changle got up and walked over to glance at the child in his arms, exclaiming: "What a beautiful child."

"Yes, as beautiful as his mother." Wei Yang blurted out.

The two froze for a moment and regained their composure.

"Since you have to stay here, then I will go back to look at Junshan by myself." Liu Changle was still looking at Xiao Churui, seeing that there seemed to be stars in his small eyes, he couldn't help reaching out and grabbing him. tiny hand.

Wei Yang still didn't speak, Liu Changle teased little Chu Rui, raised his eyes: "Take care, Brother Wei."

After finishing speaking, he turned and walked further and further away.

Wei Yang looked at his back and called him.

"Anything else?" He turned around.

"...No." Wei Yang grabbed Xiao Churui's hand and waved: "Take care too."

The person in front of him responded, waved his hand, and went down the mountain by himself.

Wei Yang looked at his back from a distance, and took a few steps unconsciously, but in the end he didn't catch up.

He clutched his chest, his face pale.

The two met again occasionally, Liu Changle grabbed Xiao Churui's hand, and Xiao Churui smiled at him, Liu Changle only thought he was cute, and said: "If only I had an apprentice, why is he so cute..."

"Chu Rui is quite sensible." Wei Yang felt that he had matured a lot after raising children for a long time, and said, "I don't know if other children will be as well-behaved as him."

Liu Changle responded: "Oh... you'll be fine..."

"By the way." He changed the subject: "Recently, the Xiaoyao Sword Sect has made a lot of swords. I asked my brother for a sword. This sword is called... Xihe, if you are still interested, I can give it to you .”

After speaking, he shook out the Xihe sword in his hand.

Xi and Changle.

Wei Yang's eyes were stung by the sunlight reflected from the sword in his hand, and he reached out to take it: "Give me the sword? I don't know how... In the end, I couldn't ask you to teach me a single move."

"It's okay... just keep it as a memory." Liu Changle picked up little Churui and put him on his lap: "Look at your master, you didn't study hard in the past, but now you can't use a sword, hahaha..."

Little Chu Rui looked at his smile ignorantly, and then at his master's deep eyes.

Wei Yang's deep eyes flashed past: "OK... just laugh."

Liu Changle laughed even louder upon hearing this.

All the way back to the Xiaoyao Sword Sect, Liu Changle saw Xu Changan sitting in his yard as soon as he entered, and when he saw him walk in, he gave him a wink.

"Ah, brother, what's the matter..."

"Where's Xihe Jian? Did you give it to Wei Yang?"

Liu Changle looked up at his senior brother's angry face, and frowned: "It's just a sword."

"Give me a sword?" Xu Changan pointed to his forehead: "I'm stubborn."

"Brother, I told you not to be so prejudiced against others..."

As soon as the words fell, there was a stabbing pain in his heart, and Liu Changle let out a breath.

Clang.

Xu Changan looked at Liu Changle who fell down, clicked his tongue, and hurried over to help him up.

"It's all like this, and I still want to have fun with others!" He roared.

"Cough, why is it like this as soon as I came back? You must be nagging me all the time, brother." Liu Changle was still smiling, a little blood dripped from the corner of his mouth, and a chill swept up his whole body.

That year, his hidden disease suddenly relapsed for unknown reasons.

That year, Master Yunyou came back.

That year, the great devil of Tianyin Sect, Baizhi Demon Lord, had just emerged. People realized that he might bring countless bloody storms to the martial arts in the future, so Wang Junshan compiled him into the unknown corner of the villain list.

That year, Chu Rui had just turned five years old, and Mo Zixi had just been born.

In that year, the biggest change in Fu's career was the departure of Master Yao Xian with a crane.