After Bai Shu separated from that disciple of the Sword Sect, he could finally enjoy the time of being alone for a while. Bai Shu is a person who can endure loneliness. Even if no one in this world can fully understand him, he can live a good life.

At this moment, Bai Shu just wanted to walk slowly on these secluded paths and carefully feel the feelings she felt when Ling Wen'er regarded the Sword Sect as her home.

This is a wonderful experience. It is clearly pine and cypress, flowers, moss and green grass, and there is a layer of soil on the stone steps, and there is not even a single footprint. However, a woman's figure can clearly appear in Bai Shu's mind.

She was walking on these roads. In the early morning, she saw the morning dew shy and the moon was bright and breeze at night. One year she started learning swords and the grass and trees all over the mountain were fascinated by it.

Bai Shu walked very slowly. He stroked the red and green flowers and leaves with his hands, but he felt very satisfied.

If you love someone deep down, sometimes you will feel happy when you walk the path she has walked, let alone you are strolling in her hometown.

The afternoon sun was blocked by the clouds, casting a faint shadow of clouds. The path gradually slowed down, passing through the valley and leading to the secluded depths.

The mountains are heavy and the water is repeated, and the willows are dark and the flowers are bright, and it is suddenly clear that a clear water and green mountains are visible, with blue sky and white clouds. The water flows down from a slightly higher place, flowing and flowing into a small pool. The water in the pool is dark and rippling with dark waves, like the gentle comfort of a lover.

There is a wooden house standing by the cliff by the water. The flowing water flows through the back of the house, flows down through the cliff next to the house, turns into a waterfall and flows into the deep pool under the cliff, and slowly flows along the river to the distance.

The river channel is winding and endless, until the water and sky meet, and there is no end at a glance. The banks of the river are green and green, and tender, and it can drip out water. It is not like the winter scene, but like the vegetation soaked in the rainy season for the whole month.

The place where and where this place comes from, light and dark, open and close, complement each other, and has a bit of the beauty of harmony between yin and yang.

I don’t know who is lucky enough to live here in such a fairyland on earth.

Bai Shu walked to the front of the house, pressed the door and asked, but received no response, but accidentally pushed the door open.

The room is full of antique furniture, with a bronze mirror on the dressing table and a wooden comb under the mirror.

This was obviously a woman's boudoir. Bai Shu subconsciously wanted to close the door and leave. He wanted to close the door further, but was attracted by a painting on the wall.

There is a painting by the window, with a long scroll hanging down and the paper yellowing has been around for some years.

The picture shows a woman with long hair standing on an ancient bridge with an oil-paper umbrella. The railings of the ancient bridge are filled with apricot flower petals. She holds an umbrella with her left hand and lowers her right hand. She sprinkles her petals in her hand, scattering her petals in her hand, scattering them in the air, smiling slightly, and looking beautiful.

The apricot blossoms stand on the ancient bridge with a light rain, and immortality will not change to the smile of the fairy.

When Bai Shu saw this face again, tears were already in her eyes.

This is actually a portrait of Ling Wen'er. Looking at the appearance of the woman in the painting, she is still young, and she looks like she has never seen even Bai Shu.

The body is more charming than the delicate willow, and the bad wind stops the wind, making it three points. The black hair is as beautiful as ink, beautiful and bright as lush, floating in the breeze and apricot rain, without staining the dust.

The eyebrows are as clear as the distant mountains, and the eyes are snatching the ripples of the Luo River. The smile rises from the eyes, and it is hard to stop. It is light and sparse and blue, like a jade pendant.

The nose is like tender snow and breaks for three times, the lips are like old dreams that provoke emotions, the white skin is bright, the sun and the moon cannot become its light, the smile is the holy, and the heaven and earth are not the same.

Ling Wen'er's beauty cannot be exhausted. People in the world have only heard of Ling Wen'er's beauty, but very few people have seen her.

Bai Shuqiansheng was lucky enough to live with Ling Wen'er for 16 years, but he regretted not meeting her earlier.

For example, in the portrait, Ling Wen'er's age, I'm afraid Bai Fangyun had never seen her before, let alone Bai Shu.

Bai Shu walked into the room and couldn't hold back his tears. He had only cried once in his life, the time when Ling Wen'er died. He could not imagine that one day he was in a small room and only looked at a portrait, and the tears would burst.

There is a vase on the windowsill, with a water-blue glaze, clear white, and a light fragrance floating daffodil in the bottle, which makes people feel the soul.

I want to take this painting away!

Bai Shu shouted in his heart that Ling Wen'er had never left any thoughts for Bai Shu, just a cloak, and Bai Shu gave the cloak to Dong Se.

But this painting is the best thought. If you don’t come to the Sword Sect and enter this room, Bai Shu may not be able to find such a good thought in his life.

Next to the windowsill is Ling Wen'er's bed, and the bedding is neatly stacked, and the flowers make Bai Shu's heart soft.

There was a screen beside the bed, which covered the clothes hangers and wooden barrels, and there were several women's clothes, which were even folded and placed on the clothes hangers. It seemed that the hostess in the room had just left the house and would come back before dark. After the screen, take a shower and change clothes, then walk to the window and smell some of the fragrance of daffodils.

Bai Shu walked to the edge of the dressing table and pressed his fingers on the wooden table of the dressing table. While walking, he slowly stroked the table with his fingertips.

A woman who was dressing up in front of a bronze mirror and having long hair suddenly appeared in Bai Shu's mind. She was naturally beautiful and did not need to beautify her. Just a mirror and a comb were enough to complete the makeup.

Bai Shu picked up the wooden comb and took a look, but couldn't find any black hair remaining in the gap in the comb.

The whole room was cleaned so clean, which was a world away from Bai Jianyun's bamboo house on Tianyi Peak.

After Bai Fangyun died, even Luo Shilan did not continue to live in Tianyi House, let alone clean it. Bai Shu understood that Luo Shilan dared not live back. If there was no endless, the lotus flowers that followed the sky and the leaves, Luo Shilan would feel endless loneliness.

But there are still people cleaning Ling Wen'er's residence, which makes Bai Shu feel an illusion.

Some people helped Ling Wen'er clean the house every day, waiting for her to come back.

This is exactly the same as the Guanzhu who has not changed his position as the Young Guanzhu for twenty years, because the Guanzhu still refuses to give up and keeps the Young Guanzhu's position for Bai Fangyun, waiting for the day when Bai Fangyun returns again.

But in the end, the viewer gave up waiting and gave Bai Shu the position of the young viewer to Bai Shu. However, some people in the Sword Sect had not given up waiting and were still waiting for Ling Wen'er to come back.

Ling Wen'er hasn't been home for more than 20 years! Apart from Bai Shu, there are a few people who really know that Ling Wen'er will never come back.

When Bai Shu was in deep memories, he suddenly heard footsteps, and then a sound rang out.

"Who told you to go in? Get out quickly!" Bai Shu turned around and saw a middle-aged man in white clothes standing at the door, glaring at him.

"Who are you?" Bai Shu asked subconsciously.

"You dare to ask me what you are and you are worthy of entering this room. Get out quickly. I won't kill you." The man said disdainfully.

Bai Shu is a very well-educated person, but after hearing this, his mind buzzed, and his teeth were almost broken.

This middle-aged man actually said that Bai Shu was not worthy of entering this room! Looking at Ling Wen'er's more than thirty years of life, only Bai Shu and Ling Wen'er spent time together day and night, stayed together the longest and closest. Today, Bai Shu had just arrived at the Sword Sect, and some people said that he was not worthy of entering Ling Wen'er's room.

Bai Shu suppressed his anger and asked him, "Is this room the boudoir of the woman in the portrait?"

The middle-aged man nodded and said, "You know you are still rushing around, so get out quickly. Maybe I can live your life and you are worthy of her room." His words completely angered Bai Shu with anger and contempt.

"Do you have the final say?" Bai Shu rushed out with anger, holding a sword and then rushed out.

"What a broken sword? You kid is not from the sect, otherwise you wouldn't be so ignorant of the rules." The middle-aged man frowned.

"What kind of broken sword, don't you know if you try it yourself?" Bai Shu had forgotten what kind of sword sect and what realm he had. He clearly felt that the man's realm was higher than him, and he had completely forgotten Fang Qian's advice before.

Bai Shu's mind was full of words that were not worthy of it. He didn't expect that one day there would be someone who said he was not worthy of entering Ling Wen'er's room.

After Bai Shu left the door, he forgot all his sword moves and instantly sent all the sword spirit into Xingyue, and slashed at the middle-aged man with one sword.

The pure sword spirit drew a faint phantom in the air and fell on the man in an instant.

The man widened his eyes, his pupils contracted, and he rolled on the spot in a mess, and he hid in a lingering and lingering.

The sword energy penetrated into the mountain wall behind the man and cut the mountain with a sword, leaving a hole about ten feet deep in the turbulence.

Jiang Xue chased Bai Shu all the way. As soon as she arrived at the intersection, she heard a rumbling sound, and the mountain wall beside her was cut open with a sword.

She covered her mouth in fear and almost shouted out. After seeing it clearly, she realized that Bai Shu and a middle-aged man had started fighting.

This is the territory of the Sword Sect. Bai Shu said too much in his words, but when he really started to fight with the people of the Sword Sect, it would be difficult to deal with such a big disturbance.

Jiang Xue quickly turned around and ran into the hospitality hall of the Sword Sect. She knew that she could not stop Bai Shu even after she went, so she could only find Chen Ci and Xu Muling.

The mountain road was difficult to walk, and Jiang Xue ran away anxiously. She slipped and hit the tree without any attention, shaking her head and shaving her forehead.

She almost cried out in pain, but she forced herself to get up again and continued running back.

Everyone had finished speaking in the hospitality hall of the Sword Sect. When Li Yancheng was about to arrange for everyone to rest, Jiang Xue suddenly rushed in.

"Xue'er, what's wrong?" Guan Rushuang was shocked when she saw Jiang Xue's appearance.

Jiang Xue blushed and kept gasping for a long time before she spoke: "Senior Brother Bai, he started fighting with others!"
Chapter completed!