The young Shimu nodded, and finished the knife stick on the back, turned and walked toward the garden gate.

His footsteps are very heavy, and each step will leave a deep footprint on the ground, and when he lifts his foot, he will bring a puff of rain.

After turning through a thick shrub, the figure of the young Shimu finally disappeared.

Shi Mu was hanging in the air and fixedly looking at Ximen Snow.

Seeing her eyes flashing in the eyes, watching Shimu stretched out into the distance, deeper and deeper footprints, standing for a long time.

I don't know how long it took. She suddenly turned around and lifted her right hand. She rubbed her cheek with her sleeves. She looked sad and stopped for a long while. She suddenly turned around and ran in the direction of going back. past.

The white and snowy double ** fell in the mud, splashing a muddy water, and the white clothes were stained with filth, and the figure of Miao Manman gradually disappeared into the rain.

Shi Mu was suspended in midair, and his face could not help but show an annoyed color.

A moment later, there was a decisive color in the eyes of Shi Mu, and the figure was moving, chasing the past in the direction of the young Shi Mu.

After chasing a hundred steps away, Shimu saw the figure of "self", and the young Shi Mu was slowly walking back.

"The Shengxian Conference is a conspiracy, leave her, don't let her leave!" Shi Mu immediately flew over it and shouted as much as he could.

However, his voice only echoed in his ear and only he could hear it. The young Shimu did not respond at all.

Shi Mu suddenly swooped down and grabbed the chest toward the young Shi Mu.

His five fingers stretched out and penetrated the body of the young Shi Mu, and suddenly came out and came out from behind his back.

The young Shi Mu did not react at all, and walked straight through the illusory body of Shi Mu, and walked slowly.

"Stop! You stop me!"

Shi Mu shouted loudly, but it did not play a role. The young Shi Mu still walked away.

Just when Shi Mu thought that the two were doomed to miss, the young Shi Mu suddenly stopped.

I saw it standing in the rain, silent for a moment, suddenly turned around, twisted and ran back in the direction of the garden.

Shi Mu saw it, slightly surprised, and immediately flew up and chased the past.

"Hey..."

In the night, a series of loud footsteps sounded. The young Shimu body had already been soaked in the drizzle, and strode in the drizzle and turned into the garden.

When he just turned a corner, he could not help but stagnate and stay in the same place.

I saw a white slender figure in the night, just like the Swallows still nest, passing through the heavy rain curtain and plunging into his arms.

This person is naturally Ximen Snow.

On the face of the young stone grazing, a surprise look, with a ring of arms, will hold the Ximen snow tightly in his arms.

Ximen Xue's clothes were wet with water, clinging to her exquisitely delicate body, the hair that was wet by the rain in front of her forehead, hung down the brows, a pair of beautiful eyes flashed with crystal, the corners of her mouth twitched slightly. Looking at the young stone shepherd.

A pair of white bare feet, stepping on the mud, wet most of the mud.

The young Shimu’s arm was lifted, and the Ximen snow was hung up and his feet were placed on his instep.

In this way, the body shape of Ximen Snow suddenly rose a lot, and the forehead reached directly below the nose of Shi Mu.

The two men leaned down and looked at each other. No one spoke.

The young stone shepherd was burning, watching her delicate nose, hanging a hanging crystal water droplets, feeling her slightly heavy breathing, suddenly moved in her heart, bowed and kissed.

Ximen snow earlobe was slightly hot, and two red clouds had already been flying on the cheeks. When he was very shy, he suddenly felt the lips flapping warm and the mouth could not help but make a "beep" sound.

The sound was extremely short, and almost immediately, it was blocked by Shi Mu’s lips.

The young Shi Muhuan hugged her arms and couldn't help but hold it tighter.

Ximen snow was slightly sluggish for a few seconds, and the arms behind the stone grazing body were lifted up and placed on the back of Shimu.

Shi Mu floated over to the two people and looked at the scene. He felt a warm feeling in his heart, as if he was also involved in the body at the moment, and was embracing with Ximen Xue...

After a light rain in the night, the sky in Tianzhu City was clear.

The beginning of the yang has not yet fully risen, and the tall gates of Tianzhu City slowly opened. The two figures walked side by side of the city gate, and the body shape suddenly appeared, looming from the sky, all the way to the east.

These two are not others, it is the young Shi Mu and Ximen Xue.

Behind him, there is a translucent figure, but it is Shi Mu.

As he flew along the road, he crossed the border and returned to the territory of Daqi.

After returning to Daqi State, the two did not return directly to the Zongmen, but returned to the small fishing village where Shimu was growing.

After paying homage to Shi Mu's parents, the two men found a spiritually rich mountain range in the border zone between Daqi and Daqin, and opened up a cave house called "Mu Xuege", which lived for a long time.

Shi Mu followed the two people all the way and stayed here.

Every day, he looked at the two fellow initiates, shared a gums, and kissed each other, and the days were stable.

It’s just that the days of stability are so long, Shi Mu can’t help but feel a bit boring, but with the last experience of taking Yueshen, he is too lazy to try to get out of this fantasy.

......

It’s been about a year’s time, and the snow is closing in March, and it’s finally clear.

In the "Mu Xuege", there was a long cry of crying.

A young Shi Mu, a young man in a green shirt, holding a pink baby wrapped in a robes in his arms, sitting on the edge of the gums, looking at his wife with a pitiful look.

"Snow, you have worked hard." Young Shi Mu said softly.

Simon's snow was a bit pale, and the hair wet with sweat was close to the cheek, but his eyes were full of joy and shook his head, holding his body and trying to get up.

Young Shimu held the child in one hand, and the other hand quickly helped Ximen Snow.

Ximen Xue explored the body and looked at the baby in Shimu’s arms. The eyes were filled with the gentle light of the motherhood.

Shi Mu’s body was suspended at the top of Dongfu. Looking at this scene, his eyes did not consciously glow with moistness.

The baby wrapped in the robes, the eyebrows are quite similar to themselves. The lips and nose are more similar to the Ximen snow. The skin is very pink and white, and it looks a little transparent.

"Is this Cher and my child? She is so beautiful..." Shi Mu seems to have forgotten that he is in the illusion brought by Yueshen, muttering to himself.

When he spoke, he couldn't help but float down and hugged the baby.

However, this hug, the hand fell into the empty space.

Shi Mu only woke up and shook his head in a mocking manner.

But after a while, he had a body move and leaned toward the body of the young Shi Mu, and in accordance with his movements, he also made a baby-inspired movement, and merged his figure with it.

It is as if he is holding this baby at the moment.

"You said, what is the name of our daughter?" Ximen Xue leaned back and leaned against Shimu's arms and asked.

Shi Mu listened, could not help but see, he has never considered this issue.

Young Shimu spoiled the green silk that Ximeng snow stuck on his cheek, and said: "The snow is closed in March, and today is sunny. We might as well call her Xueqing."

"Shi Xueqing... well, just call her Xueqing." Ximen Xue chanted twice, and readily agreed.

The young Shimu face showed a smile, stretched out his finger, and gently tapped the tip of his daughter's nose. The mouth whispered softly: "Xiaoxueqing, Xiaoxueqing..."

Shi Mu's body slowly floated up, and once again returned to the top of the cave, silently watching this family of three.

If you have such a life, there is no regret in this life...

Since the dawn of Xiao Xueqing, most of Shi Mu’s attention has been concentrated on her, watching her babbling, watching toddlers, watching her grow up with her parents.

Ten years have passed quickly.

The family of young Shimu has changed from three to five, and Mu Xuege has gradually expanded to become a chic and chic courtyard.

During these ten years, the young Shimu couple did not give up the monasticism. They exchanged ideas and exchanged each other's sermons. The repairs were also steadily improved, including the black magic gates and many other sectarian forces. When people enter their own door to be elders, they are rejected by two people.

Both of them have become accustomed to such a escaping life and are unwilling to be involved in the worldly chaos.

Shi Mu has lived in this mountain for more than a decade, and his temper has been somewhat affected. He has become somewhat bleak. Every day, instead of looking at the children, he is meditation.

In the state of the spirit, he could not actually practice the nine-turn Xuan Gong or the Da Fan Pan Wu Zhen Jing, but he could practice in the mind through meditation. In this way, he would figure out some unclear joints in the past practice. It is.

But sometimes, Shi Mu will be a little confused, Cai Er, Zhong Xiu, Yan Luo ... and so on, some names will not jump out of his mind, let him feel lost.

Everything in front of him was so beautiful that he could not bear to leave, and he did not know how to leave.

......

Time flies, has been rushed for more than two hundred years.

The young Shi Mu is no longer young, and the vicissitudes of the eyebrows are even more than the Shi Mu.

He was sitting at the stone table in the courtyard, holding a roll of blue books and looking down.

"What are you thinking about? Eyes are staring at the top line of the word, and they don't move for a long time." Ximen Xue walked out of the inner house and said.

It is still so beautiful, but it is exudes from the body, but it is no longer the breath of a young girl, but it is a bit more intoxicating and gentle.

"Snow, when did you come out?" Young Shimu smiled a little and said.