Chapter twenty-three
The cherry snow flew, dyeing the entire fairy forest white. The strong wind blew, rolling up the snow on the ground, flying and rotating among the forests.
Occasionally, a few sounds of branches being crushed by snow came, and the entire mountain forest made people feel a chill.
In the early morning, Xianjie woke up, habitually poked out her right hand and reached out to the outside of the stone bed, swinging up and down twice, feeling empty.
He sat up nervously for a moment and looked out of the bed. Zong Zheng was no longer on the stone bed. There was only a snow-white coat on the stone bed. The coat was made of white fox fur and was quite exquisite. There was a letter and a pair of jade bracelets next to it.
Xianjie hurriedly picked up the letter.
I saw the four words "Xian'er's Personal Learning" written on the envelope.
Xianjie never thought that her beloved brother Zheng would leave her, so she was happy to see this situation and thought: "Brother Zheng left behind an exquisite fox fur coat and a letter. Is it that he would give me any unexpected surprise?"
Thinking of this, I hurriedly opened the letter, but the more I looked, my face changed and became more ugly.
I saw that it read:
"Xian'er, when you opened this letter, I had already left the Fairy Forest! I thought for a long time and hesitated for a long time, and finally decided to leave. The weather was cold, so I gave a fox fur coat to protect the cold weather. The bracelet was the relics left by my mother to keep it for me. Brother Zheng was just leaving for a while and would definitely come back. I hope you don't think you are thinking about it, wait for me to return, and don't come out alone! Take good care of the god wolf! Brother Zheng keeps the pen!"
After Xianjie saw it, she immediately felt dizzy. She had never thought that Brother Zheng would leave the Fairy Forest and herself.
After a moment of excitement, Xianjie ignored the severe cold outside the cave and chased out of the cave barefoot, and the divine wolf followed closely behind.
The vast snow was empty all around, and the coldness under her feet was no longer felt. Xianjie just continued to run forward, just running, running like this.
Xianjie ran and shouted, "Brother Zheng..."
I don’t know how far I ran or how long I shouted.
In the vast mountains and forests, there is only endless white snow left, and there is no response.
Xianjie gasped and felt her breathing was not smooth for a moment, and she fell on the snow.
"Brother Zheng, don't leave Xian'er!" He still called out slightly, and a hot tear slid down the corners of his eyes, dripping onto the cold ice and snow that penetrated his bone marrow. For a moment of anxiety and wind and cold invasion, Xian Jie fainted and slowly closed her eyes. The wind and snow were still falling, as if she was about to wipe out the fairy forest.
After more than an hour, Xianjie felt a warmth in her confusion. She mistakenly thought that Zong Zheng had come back when he heard her cry.
So I immediately stood up, but only saw the divine wolf lying on his body to help him resist the cold that was invading around him.
Xianjie touched the broad and soft head of the god wolf, and crystal tears flowed out of her eyes, hugging the god wolf's head tightly, full of sadness and tenderness.
She knew that her beloved brother Zheng had really left. She sat on the ground and was stunned for more than half an hour. Snowflakes fell on her black. The white and black spots were mottled. Gradually, the snowflakes melted and wet their heads. The snow water seeped into the lines and dripped on the snow.
After recovering, Xianjie led the god wolf back to the cave barefoot, leaving a row of footprints on the snow, and the snowflakes fell on the footprints. Gradually, the footprints became blurred and then disappeared without any trace.
Xianjie put on her shoes and saw the white fox coat on the edge of the bed. She reached out and hugged her, holding her face. She fell into a daze of loss. The god wolf waiting beside her stared at Xianjie with her eyes straight.
On a snowy night, Zong left the Fairy Forest with a fire sword on his back, and arrived at a bamboo forest at dawn.
There was the bamboo forest where he lived as a child.
Snow White dances, and the surroundings are silent.
Before Zongzheng came to the hut, there was a layer of white snow on the roof. The bamboo door was dilapidated. Zongzheng gently pushed open the bamboo door, and a familiar bamboo platform reflected into his eyelids. Zongzheng touched the dusty teacup and looked at everything in the furnishings in the house.
My eyes were filled with memories of my childhood and my mother, and my eyes gradually became wet.
Seeing the green bowl on the bamboo platform, Zong Zheng recalled many past events. One year, his mother fell ill and sat on the head of the bed. He boiled medicine himself, and he took the green bowl and fed the medicine into his mother's mouth. His mother stretched out her weak hand and gently stroked half of her little face, her eyes full of tears.
Zong Zheng came to the bed and took out a wooden box covered with dust from underneath. After opening it, he took out a drum and swayed in his hand twice. The jingling sound awakened his childhood memories, and he couldn't help but think of things and fall into memories again.
When Zong Zheng came to his senses, he put the drum back and pushed the box back under the bed.
Stand up and gently touch all familiar objects around you with your hands, even though they are covered in dust and worn out.
Zong Zheng had tears in his eyes, and the warmth of the mother and son in the past seemed to have never left.
After coming to the hut, Zong Zheng came to his mother's grave.
It has been seven years since the surrounding area is covered with silver and white. Zong Zheng still remembers the location of the tomb. Seeing a slightly raised hill, Zong Zheng came to the hill.
Seeing that the wooden sign with the words "Mother Tu Yiling's Tomb" was already tilted, Zong Zheng felt guilty and glad, because the guilt was because of his unfilial piety, and the wooden sign was lucky that it was still there.
Zong Zheng tried hard to correct the wooden sign and then fell to his knees.
"Mom, Zheng'er is unfilial, and you have been lying in this cold place for eight years. Please forgive Zheng'er's unfiliality."
After saying that, he kowtowed three times in a row.
When I got up, I wanted to find some flowers, but I was already in the middle of winter, and the surrounding area was silent, with only white snow.
Zong Zheng stretched out his finger and carefully touched the wooden sign, touching the word "如" from the word "如" from the word "如" as if he was touching his mother's gentle face. He said,
"Mom, the child has grown up safely now. God treats me well. By chance, he learned the martial arts of two seniors. Although his skills are not very profound and he is not skilled in using martial arts, he is more than enough to defend himself! Moreover, God also sent a fairy-like girl to accompany the child. To be honest, the child really likes her and wants to be with her in this life. Originally, the child wanted to tell her my thoughts, but the time is not yet ripe. The child promised his mother that he would definitely bring her over to see you."
Zong Zheng paused and said, "Mother, the child is leaving again! The child thinks of exploring the outside world. If you have a spirit in heaven, you will definitely bless me and that girl with you safe."
After saying that, Zongzheng left reluctantly.
Zong Zheng walked for a long time and left the forest and came to the street. The heavy snow had stopped at this time, but it was still particularly cold.
The stall vendors on both sides shouted and the sound of the crowd whispered into their ears. They were far away from the crowd for a long time and suddenly came to the crowd of people. Zong Zheng couldn't adapt for a while and suddenly felt a little scared.
While he was in a daze, a waiter next to him walked out of the inn gate, with a white plaid on his shoulder. Seeing Zong Zheng who was parked at the intersection of the inn, he took the initiative to meet him.
The waiter patted Zongzheng on the shoulder, and Zongzheng turned his body to look at the waiter.
"Kei, are you here to have a meal? The restaurant just released a few new dishes today. Should I come and taste it?" the waiter asked.
Zong Zheng did not answer. He looked at the waiter with a confused face. However, after listening to the waiter's words, he felt that he was indeed hungry, so he followed the waiter into the inn.
The waiter led Zong Zheng upstairs. Zong Zheng picked up a table against the wall and sat down, rubbing his fingers that were frozen red.
The waiter asked, "Customer, what are you going to come?"
Zong Zheng lived in the mountains and forests for a long time, but he didn't know the names of the wine and dishes in the inn. Without thinking, he asked, "Do you have wild vegetables here?"
The waiter asked again without hearing it clearly.
"Sorry, guest official, what did you want just now?"
"Wild vegetables are pale!"
The waiter couldn't help but be shocked.
"Ke-kun, we are inn here, with only good dishes and good wine, and no wild vegetables."
Zong Zheng looked at the waiter's puzzled look and had to eat some casually, then said,
"Then give me some vegetarian dishes!"
The waiter walked towards the kitchen in disappointment.
After only a while, the waiter walked out with two plates of vegetables. When he arrived in front of Zongzheng, he shouted: "Customer, your dish is here! Braised cabbage core, cucumber and jade."
As he said that, he put the dishes from the serving plate to the table one by one.
After finally bringing a bowl of rice, the waiter asked, "Customer, do you need some wine?"
Zong Zheng replied lightly: "No need!"
The waiter left with a contemptuous look!
Zong Zheng looked at the two dishes in front of him, and took a chopstick to hold a piece of cabbage core and put it in his mouth. He felt extremely delicious. He couldn't help but think: "I have lived in the deserted forest for a long time, but I didn't expect the dishes outside to be so delicious."
After eating a few bites of the dishes, Zong Zheng suddenly saw a girl in white walking up the stairs, wearing a cloak, surrounded by a white veil, and her figure looked similar to Xianjie.
Zong Zheng couldn't help but think: "Can Xian'er ran out to find me?"
Zong Zheng hurriedly walked to the woman.
A scent of fragrance hit Zong Zheng's nose.
Zong Zheng shouted "Xian'er" and was about to reach out to take off the veil of the woman in white.
The woman grabbed Zong Zheng's finger and turned it around and held Zong Zheng's right hand behind her. Zong Zheng was caught off guard.
"What do you want to do with a thief boy?" the woman in white cursed.
Although Zong Zheng did not lift the woman's veil, he heard that the voice was obviously a voice from a foreign woman and knew that this person was not a fairy. He hurriedly apologized.
"Miss, I recognized the wrong person! Sorry!"
After hearing this, the woman in white didn't plan to argue with Zong Zheng, but just kicked Zong Zheng's butt, and Zong Zheng was kicked and shot out.
After staggering and kneeling on the ground, Zong Zheng got up and turned to his original seat. He muttered to himself: "I actually admit my mistake. Maybe I am too worried about Xian'er."
At this time, the guest tables upstairs were already full. The woman looked around and found that there was only one person in Zongzheng's position, but there was an empty seat. So she walked over and sat opposite Zongzheng, and put down the package and the sword she carried on her body.
When Zong Zheng saw the woman in white sitting opposite him, he thought of her fierce and bully behavior just now, he took the initiative to move the two dishes to him, not daring to look up at the woman, but just glanced at him.
The woman saw Zong Zheng being afraid of her appearance and couldn't help but laugh: "You know what you are like!"
The waiter walked out of the inner kitchen and came to the woman in white and asked,
"What are you going to do, this guest?"
"A bowl of green vegetable noodles." The woman in white replied,
The waiter turned his head and shouted to the inner kitchen, "A bowl of vegetable noodles." He turned around and left.
Zong Zhengze kept his head down.
After a while, the waiter walked out with a bowl of steaming meat noodles and brought it to the woman in white.
"Keep, your vegetable and meat noodles are here!"
The woman in white lifted a little veil, took out chopsticks from the bamboo tube and started eating noodles.
Chapter completed!