Due to an accident when the Haoqi Alliance and the Demon-Slaying Alliance announced the Demon-Slaying List, the Demon-Slaying List was temporarily sealed in Tianshu Pavilion.

The guests who came to the Holy Court and everyone in the Holy Court secretly speculated and talked about it.

Guests who come to the Holy Monastery are arranged in the hospitality annex of the Holy Monastery.

Gu Yusheng was led by the maid next to Mr. Six and arranged for him to stay in a quiet room in Guanshu Courtyard where no one would disturb him.

Mo Pinglan originally planned to invite Gu Yusheng to the Mo family as a guest, but because his name was missing a word when it was on the demon slaying list, and Gu Yusheng teased him, he was very angry, and the Mo family came to welcome him.

The honor team made him even more embarrassed.

"When the old man comes back, I'll ask if he wants to change his name."

When Mo leaned on the railing and said goodbye to Gu Yusheng, he said something self-compromising.

Even the students of the Holy Academy are very concerned about getting on the Demon Slayer List.

The night is as cool as water.

Jingting Mountain is looming in the mist of the sea of ​​clouds, and the bright moon in the sky is cold.

The moonlight is projected on the pavilion of the courtyard.

Gu Yusheng did not fall asleep. He stood on the Zhu Pavilion Terrace and stared at the quiet sky in the distance.

From Qingping Mountain to Jingting Mountain, I was very tired and wanted to have a good sleep. However, too many things happened along the way, so I needed to sort out my thoughts when there was no one around.

The wild aura deep in the sky, that terrifying eye, or the secrets hidden under the seventy-two jade tablets all made Gu Yusheng unable to remain calm. Under this quiet sky, dangers abounded.

The strong men everywhere in the Holy Court and the overt and covert fights made Gu Yusheng feel that this world was too noisy.

He suddenly missed the days when he practiced sword hard from morning to night in that peach blossom forest with no one to disturb him.

as well as.

The youthful and beautiful feeling of meeting Miss Mo for the first time.

But Gu Yusheng understands.

I want to return to Qingping Mountain, but I don’t know when it will be.

In the heart of the old man.

The mountains and rivers are already autumn.

The future is bleak.

The journey is difficult.

Gu Yusheng slowly lowered the sword on his waist and stroked the sword with his eyes focused.

In this world, only Miss Mo can make him feel at ease, and only Dragon Slayer Sword can make him calm.

"Son."

"Aren't you curious about the picture of carrying a sword?"

Baoping poked his head out of the bookcase, holding the picture of a sword on his back.

"There is a big world inside it. Bai Xue Sword Spirit and I entered it. There is a lot of Taoist swordsmanship hidden in it."

Gu Yusheng said calmly: "Baoping, I have no shortage of superb sword techniques. The sword skills Mr. Qin taught me have not yet been mastered, so don't be greedy for too much."

"The Buddhist five-heart sword hidden in the horns, or the Taoist sword hidden in the sword on the back, which one is not peerless swordsmanship, but I think about it carefully, with my current swordsmanship, I can cut off the auspicious clouds in the sky.

However, if you want your sword to reach the sky, no sword technique can reach this point. Before reaching the top of the mountain, you will inevitably feel that each mountain is higher than the other. In the end, you will not be able to climb even one mountain. I will not sacrifice the good to the weak.

Do."

"All right."

Baoping put the sword picture back into the bookcase and hid it.

She rested her chin on her hand, looked at the night at Jingting Mountain, and murmured: "Master, are we like strangers in a foreign land? We can't go back to that peach blossom forest, and this mountain doesn't have our own land, so we feel uncomfortable."

"

Stranger?

Baoping's words suddenly awakened Gu Yusheng, and he finally understood the root cause of sleepless nights. In fact, it did not come from unknown fears, but from a heart that had nowhere to rest.

He came to find Miss Mo.

The wish comes true.

It's something to be happy about.

But there is no place for the soul here.

Aren't they just strangers?

The moonlight shines.

Gu Yusheng walked into the room and lit a candle. Under the light of the candle, Gu Yusheng carefully took out his favorite childhood toy from the book box:

That little wooden tiger was no longer suitable for him to ride on.

It carried almost all of his childhood and accompanied him through countless happy times.

Now I put it quietly in front of me.

Gu Yusheng brought the candle closer and carefully stroked the little wooden tiger with the same broad palm as his father.

In my mind, I couldn't help but picture that little figure riding on the little wooden tiger, grabbing the little wooden tiger's ears with two small hands and slapping it.

At this time, my father would always hold an old book under the peach blossom tree and stand in a daze for a whole day. Then he would drink, get drunk, point his finger at the sky and curse madly, and finally walk there with disheveled hair.

A well, holding water with both hands, calling a person's name over and over again: Yu Jin.

From that time on.

Gu Yusheng secretly remembered these two words.

Yu Jin.

Later, Gu Yusheng understood: that was his mother's name.

His father is Gu Bai and his mother is Yu Jin.

Gu Yusheng was in a daze.

He knew his name, it was so heavy.

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The innocent Baoping stood next to the little wooden tiger, with a blank look on her face, reminding Gu Yusheng that she was also curious about this little wooden tiger.

Gu Yusheng moved the candle away and said to the vase: "Go up and try?"

"May I?"

Baoping looked at Gu Yusheng seriously with his eyes.

Gu Yusheng nodded vigorously.

Baoping sat on the little wooden tiger, a little cautious, for fear of damaging the little wooden tiger.

Gu Yusheng shook Xiao Muhu's ears with his hand, and Xiao Muhu swayed back and forth like before.

Baoping followed the little wooden tiger and rolled forward and back, giggling like a little girl.

Gu Yusheng stood aside, holding a candle in his hand, also feeling inexplicably silly.

Aquarius was happy for a while, then turned around and said, "Master, why are you crying?"

"The wind just blew, and some sand fell into my eyes. I was obviously smiling."

Gu Yusheng shook the little wooden tiger with his hand again, and Baoping laughed happily again.

"Sir, you look like you are crying when you smile."

"Yeah?"

Gu Yusheng put the candle on the table, held the dragon-slaying sword in the shape of a wooden sword in both hands, leaned against the Zhu Ge door, looked at the bright moon in the sky, and said: "Baoping, in a few days, we will

How about this little wooden tiger staying in Zhanlong Mountain?"

"OK."

Baoping nodded.

She jumped down from the little wooden tiger and carefully put the little wooden tiger into the book box.

Jumped onto Gu Yusheng's shoulders.

I also learned to look at the moon in the sky like Gu Yusheng.

After a while, she said: "Sir, actually the foot of Qingping Mountain is our home, right?"

Gu Yusheng did not answer.

But Baoping screamed: "Oh... Master, don't pinch my face..."

"Talk less from now on."
To be continued...