Xiao Wu, who left Changle Palace, was like a bird released from a cage.

He is very happy.

But this happiness is no longer as simple as before, and has become heavier than before.

Yujing City gathers in the fields.

The early morning clouds gathered, and the thin morning mist was filled with the sky above the field. Xiao Wu stood in the yard, looking up at the morning mist among the mountains.

Amu also stood in the yard with his knife in his arms, but looked at the nest of birds under the eaves.

It's July 17th.

This nest of birds has long been hatched.

Two of the little swallows were standing at the edge of the nest, flapping their wings and looking at the outside world.

A big swallow, not knowing whether it was their father or mother, was standing on the edge of the nest at this moment, screaming at the two little swallows a few times, as if they were saying something.

After a moment, the big swallow spread its wings and flew out, landed on the branches not far away, looked at the two little swallows under the eaves, and screamed a few more times.

It should be encouraging them.

So, the two little swallows finally plucked up the courage, and they waved their young wings and flew up.

One of them flew to the branch, but the other fell down.

It fell to the ground!

The big swallow fell from the branches nervously, jumped on the ground, and chirped.

But the little swallow flapped its wings but did not fly.

The big swallow seemed to be anxious.

It flew up to the branches again, the little swallow supported the ground with its wings, and its little head lifted up vigorously.

Amu saw the little swallow's eyes.

In those little dark eyes, he saw tension, helplessness, and panic of being abandoned.

Just like when I was a child, I was wandering on the streets of Yujing City.

He walked over.

He carefully picked up the little swallow from the ground.

His thumb gently touched the little swallow's feathers. After thinking about it, he flew up, flew under the eaves, and put the little swallow back into the swallow's nest.

Wang Zhenghaoxuan stood not far away with his knife on his back.

"Autumn is coming, and the swallows are about to fly south in just one month."

He walked over and stood beside Amu, "If it could not learn to fly... When Yan Qun left, it would undoubtedly die."

Amu still looked up at Yan's nest with his head raised, and after a moment, he said, "Senior Brother thinks that it can fly!"

“Why?”

"Because it has a pair of intact wings, just because it is too timid... Fly a few more times and fall a few more times, and you may succeed."

Wang Zhenghaoxuan raised his eyebrows, looked at the swallow's nest, touched his mouth, and muttered: "I haven't tasted the smell of swallow meat yet."

Amu retracted his gaze and glared at him.

The little swallow stood by the swallow's nest again.

Its little head looked left and then, and the two swallows on the branch opposite were chirping at it.

It seemed to really have courage again, and it spread its wings again...

It flew up!

It did not fall on the opposite branch.

It flew towards the vast sky.

Two swallows on the branches also flew up.

Gradually disappearing into the mist.

Amu laughed.

He patted Wang Zhenghaoxuan on the shoulder, "Little Junior Brother, it's lucky than when I was a child!"

Wang Zhenghaoxuan glanced at Amu: "I really don't want my father to help you check who your parents are?"

Amu shook his head: "I survived such a difficult day at that time...that was when I needed them the most."

Amu looked up and looked at the mist, "I am not as pure and kind as Xiaowu's heart. Since they abandoned me... just like the little swallow's parents, they flew south, leaving a little swallow that could not fly and let it fend for itself..."

"No, the little swallow did not fly. At least its parents fell to the ground and looked at it, at least they were looking forward to it flying again on the branches."

"But my parents..."

Amu smiled bitterly, "It's been twenty-one years since I've grown up and can live alone. They have never come to me, and I no longer need them to come to me."

"This is great."

Xiaowu came over.

His clean faces looked at Amu and said something.

He pulled Amu into the pavilion, picked up his pen, and wrote on a piece of paper:

"This is the greatest gift for our parents to give us life!"

"God let us survive tenaciously, and this is not to let us remember the unhappiness or hatred in the past."

"Li Chenan said that everyone has their own situation when they come to the world. Some people have smooth roads, while others have bumpy roads."

"Our road is bumpy, so our sight should not be placed above those bumpy, but should see the different scenery on the bumpy roadside."

"In this way, our mood will be better, and we will not feel too tired even if we walk the bumpy road."

Xiao Wu put down his pen and looked at Amu.

Amu grinned, not thanking Yu Xiaowu for this guidance, but thinking that Xiaowu really has a compassionate heart.

Li Chenan once said before that it is precisely because Xiao Wu's heart is pure and simple that his eyes are the cleanest.

For any thing, Xiao Wu first saw the beautiful side of these things.

Xiao Wu is very good at appreciating beauty.

But Xiao Wu will take action without hesitation for unpleasant things—

It is not beautiful to destroy, but what remains is beautiful.

If you kill all the bad guys, the rest of the world will be good guys.

This is Xiao Wu's simplest ideological logic.

Amu thought he was a mortal, and he could not easily pick up or let go of it as easily as Xiao Wu.

"I used to think about those past things like you, and I also hoped that I could live in the sun."

Amu looked at Xiao Wu and said very seriously:

"But I found myself unable to do it!"

"My parents didn't leave any impression in my mind, but the shadow of childhood was deeply engraved in my memory."

"Language!"

"So after going to Mushan Knife, the master said that my knife will never be faster than my junior brother, because my knife is heavier than my junior brother's knife."

"I didn't understand at first, they were all the same knife. Why is my knife heavier than my junior brother's knife?"

"So, I practiced my sword crazily, only one sword, that is, to draw the sword, to prove that my sword can be faster than my junior brother's sword."

"However... until I grew up and until I left Mushan Dao, my knife was indeed not as fast as my junior brother's knife."

"The master said that I have wasted several years in vain. On the road on the knife path, what I should have to go is heavy, not fast!"

"Slow, heavy, can also be a mountain!"

"I know I missed some years, and I also know what the master said is."

"What is heavy is not the knife, what is heavy is the past in my mind."

"The knife is based on your heart, and the heart is heavy, so the knife will naturally be heavy."

"When I left Mushan Knife, the master told me again that if I could let go of those past events, my knife would lift the weight easily, not only was it faster than the junior brother, but it would also be stronger than the junior brother."

Amu smiled bitterly and spread his hands: "But I can't let it go."

"It's nothing to just carry the burden like this. How many people can really be free and easy in life in this world?"

Wang Zhenghaoxuan stared at his senior brother with wide eyes and suddenly said, "Ah, for so many years, the master has lied to me!"

Amu also looked at Wang Zhenghaoxuan: "The master did not lie to you. The master said that when you grow up, you will no longer be heartless and no longer care about dog meat. After you have some worries, your knife will become heavier."

"That's just a slight move, do you understand?"

Wang Zhenghaoxuan opened his mouth wide and shook his head: "I don't understand! I still think dog meat cannot be abandoned!"

Amu didn't say anything to Wang Zhenghaoxuan, because the thoughts are not something that can be said to be there or nothing. It's great that the younger brother is happy to be an enemy of the dog.

He turned to look at Xiao Wu, "Where are we going?"

Xiao Wu picked up the pen and waved it: "Wuyaguan!"

Three horses and three young men left Kyoto in the early morning of this day.

Amu didn't know what Xiao Wu ran to Wuyaguan to do.

Wang Zhenghaoxuan didn't think about this at all. He was thinking about the dog he raised in Changle Palace.
Chapter completed!