The two rode their horses and walked slowly. By noon, they had already left the residence of the ministers at the resident for dozens of miles.

From a distance, the top is still an endless snow-capped mountain. Under the brown mountain range on the left is a huge arched ice waterfall, while on the right is a semi-vertical peak. The top is a bare brown sand and stone, and on the half slope is a variety of evergreen broad-leaved forests extending.

In such a painting like a landscape painting, a prayer flag stands quietly, without wind, coexisting harmoniously with everything around it, forming a more unique landscape.

At the foot of the mountain, a small yellow flower blooms densely, almost no end to see at a glance.

Meng Yuanjing sighed, "A mountain is connected to four seasons, ten miles apart in different skys, so I'm talking about this."

It was the first time that Jun Yu saw such scenery in the four seasons distributed in the same area. He nodded and said, "The scenery I see on this mysterious land is different every time."

The two of them found a place to sit, and the horse quietly ate the grass and wandered around freely. With an occasional neighing, many birds and beasts would startle.

Meng Yuanjing looked at the large yellow flowers that stretched far away and said carelessly: "Jun Yu, are you familiar with the lamas of the Holy Palace?"

"Yes, they have helped me several times." "Na Tuosang, when he met twice in Shu, he really didn't expect that he was the 'Bokedo' of the Holy Palace."

"Yes, there are always many unexpected things in life."

"As soon as those lamas entered the Empty Sect, they no longer had worldly thoughts. The 'Bokedo' needs to practice for many years and be isolated from the world. It is also a fate that we can get to know Takusang."

"Yes, as soon as they enter the empty sect, they are destined to be abandoned."

Meng Yuanjing saw her smiling, but a trace of gloom flashed in her eyes, and the feeling of needle-like pricking in her heart became even stronger.

The past scenes emerged in my heart again.

Meng Yuanjing clearly remembered that the first time they met when they became adults, although in a very critical situation, both of them were so ecstatic. Then, when Jun Yu first arrived at his home, he was so red that night that night, his heart was extremely beating. Later, the two of them walked together in Shu, although there were many twists and turns, the tacit understanding of "waving the five strings" was so unparalleled in the world.

He suddenly realized that he and Jun Yu were destined to meet, and he was intimate as soon as he met.

However, perhaps, as early as the "Hanjing Garden", when I watched Jun Yu almost die of the demon's devil's powerless voice, I had slowly squandered this intimate fate.

When I wake up, is it too late to do anything?

A line of unknown colorful birds flew lowly among the small yellow flowers, which looked very beautiful.

Jun Yu pointed to the group of birds and said, "Yuan Jing, look..."

But there was no answer, and he looked at Meng Yuanjing, and saw him staring blankly into the distance, looking very sad, and couldn't help but make a loud voice: "Yuan Jing, what are you thinking?"

Meng Yuanjing came back to his senses and said involuntarily: "I'm afraid, if I go back to the capital, will I never see you again?"

With such a straightforward gaze, Jun Yu couldn't help but feel shocked in his heart.

Meng Yuanjing is different from Zhu Yu. For Zhu Yu, she only needs to be more careful when meeting her, and confidence will not be harmful; but Meng Yuanjing is different. Meng Yuanjing is her most important friend when she was young. She does not want the two to ruin their friendship for many years due to some unnecessary suspicion and estrangement. Now seeing Meng Yuanjing looks like this again, she feels tight, fearing that what she is worried about will eventually happen.

The breeze blew the high prayer flags in the distance, making a gentle whimper. Meng Yuanjing remembered the identity of Takusan "Bokedo", which was a kind of nobleness and a shackle that could never be untied. Suddenly he felt a little more hope in his heart, and his expression gradually became relaxed. Looking at the scenery here again, he felt even more refreshing and pleasant than ever before.

"Jun Yu, how many other peach blossom lands have you seen?"

Seeing that he had changed the topic, Jun Yu finally felt relieved and smiled: "I have been to many places over the years. Although the beautiful scenery has its own characteristics, it is rare to be so beautiful."

Meng Yuanjing sighed: "It is. After staying in such a place, it makes people even more disgusting about everything in the court."

"But you're just starting out."

"For a long time, I have been looking forward to making achievements and becoming a marquis and ministers. However, on this day, I really became the Minister of the Shang Dynasty, but I didn't find anything great."

The ice waterfall in the distance was white and silent. Jun Yu nodded. At this point, she really had the same feelings as Meng Yuanjing.

He had exchanged blessings with the resident minister and all the etiquette had been completed. Tuosan and a group of elders sat on the tourist platform and enjoyed the lively dramatic performance.

Since becoming an adult, Takusan no longer likes to watch operas. In the past, in the "Snowland Festival", he often only fulfilled the etiquette of "Bokedo" on the first day and would handle other affairs in the teachings. However, this year, he came on time every day and did not leave until the drama was completely over.

He looked at the familiar position again and again, and the position was always empty.

Qin Xiaolou had already told him that Jun Yu accompanied Meng Yuanjing to see the scenery and would not come today, but Tuosang still looked around inadvertently again and again. Sometimes, when she closed her eyes and opened it again, she seemed to sit there with a smile on her face.

But, he was a little happy that she wasn't here.

Because, the angry gaze of her childhood sweetheart friend was too obvious and unconcealed. Obviously, Meng Yuanjing had already doubted Jun Yu's true identity.

He had met Meng Yuanjing twice in Shu, and also saw the power and tacit understanding of Meng Yuanjing and Jun Yu's swords on the wall.

Suddenly, he realized that his partner who was so tacitly understanding was a girl. What would Meng Yuanjing feel in his heart? If he had not been deeply affectionate with the other party, how could he look at him so angry and painful at the moment of "Touching the top to pray for blessings"?

Tuosang naturally didn't know that Jun Yu was secretly slandered in the court. However, seeing Meng Yuanjing traveling thousands of miles to "visit friends", Tuosang also knew that something must have happened.

If Jun Yu's identity is suddenly exposed, what kind of harm will it bring to her?

What can I do for her?

A deep worry surged in Takusan's heart, and the noise on the stage became more and more noisy, but he didn't listen to a word.

In just a few days, it's like a few years.

It is already the last day of the "Snowland Festival".

In the morning, Tuosang and a group of monks arrived at the "Zhexilinka" garden on time.

Inadvertently, in the familiar position, the boy's face was smiling like the rising sun. His eyes instantly met, and a huge ecstasy surged in Tuosan's heart. He sat down in his position and looked at the stage. Suddenly, he felt that the colorful people on the stage, and his faces were so vivid and interesting, but in a foggy way, and he had no idea what they were doing.

She sat with her friends who had her swords tied together. The two were like the crowd watching the show, laughing, sometimes cheering, and sometimes whispering a few words.

Takusan stared at the stage quietly and never looked at the boy's direction anymore. Although, his excuse to see her openly was about to end; although, parting was about to be done—

However, if it will harm her and if it will damage her reputation, even if it is far away, it will have to face each other strangely.

The sunset has begun to sink, and the crowds of "Zhexilinka" have receded like a tide.

Jun Yu and Meng Yuanjing said goodbye to the church members.

Meng Yuanjing stared at Tuosan's completely meditated eyes. At this moment, there was no more enthusiasm and no light in his eyes. In the afterglow of the sunset, his new appearance of the cassock really had the sacredness and solemnity of "Bokedo".

Such a calm expression shocked Meng Yuanjing more than he looked at Jun Yu eagerly, and the feeling of anger and pain in his heart became stronger and stronger.

Meng Yuanjing said loudly: "The sacred 'Bokedo' shoulders the faith and expectations of all the believers on this land, and the officials are courteous."

Is this a reminder or a warning?

Takusan smiled faintly and returned the gift to him according to usual manners.
Chapter completed!