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Chapter 657: Return to Panlong Sect
After the two entered Lingtian, Zhao Qing deliberately avoided the crowds and often played in the mountains because they had little money left. At noon that day, Li Changxiao saw a green river in the distance. The river was winding and turbulent, so he asked Zhao Qing what river it was.
Zhao Qing told Li Changxiao that the name of this river was "Longzhua River". She smiled leisurely and told Li Changxiao that this river was a tributary of Qulong River. If you go down the river, you can enter Qulong River, and then go along Qulong River, you can see Panlong Sect again.
When she mentioned the "Panlong Sect", Li Changxiao suddenly became interested and couldn't help but revisit the old place. Zhao Qing readily agreed, and the two of them went straight from Longzhua River to Qulong River.
The boat was gently swaying in the river, the water was quiet, the trees were lush, and the scenery remained the same. Although Lingtian was in chaos, Qulong River was located in a remote area, so it was less affected.
But despite this, there are still many deserters who become bandits in the deep mountains, and the people on the boats are terrified, fearing that they will encounter bandit ships and be robbed and taken to the mountains. This situation is a legacy of historical accumulation and is difficult to change.
Qulong River is a river of the Lingtian Dynasty. Even though Zhao Qingsan said so, she still had a unique feeling in her heart when she crossed the river by boat. She waved her hand and saw the river water surge faster. She pressed her hand and the river water gradually calmed down.
The method is quite magical. Li Changxiao can only control it with spiritual energy, but Zhao Qing can do it with her mind. Why is it so, she herself does not know. There is a ferry in the Qulong River. Li Changxiao remembered that he boarded a ship at this ferry hundreds of years ago, and his feelings were very different: "Revisiting the old place, I don't know what era it is now."
He drove the boat to the ferry, got off the boat, and walked along the winding path deep into the mountain. Zhao Qing asked curiously, "The Panlong Sect is not here, have you been here before?"
Li Chang smiled and said, "I once met a few friends in the river. I think they are gone now, but since I am here, I should take a look."
He said it unintentionally, but listened with intent. Zhao Qing thought of himself and knew that he would eventually turn into dust. At that time, perhaps there would be a figure in white in his little tombstone, holding a jar of wine, drinking with him, talking about the latest news and the old things in the past.
Thinking like this, she felt happy and sad at the same time. It is often said that the dead are free and the living suffer. Before her master died, she thought it was just the opposite. It was clear that the living were free and the dead were dead. But after her master died, every time she visited the grave, she could not help feeling sad. When she thought about her long journey without her master by her side, and that there was no such person in the world anymore, she felt that feeling was endless.
She was still like this even though she had given up her seven emotions and six desires, let alone now. She suddenly thought that when Li Changxiao went to her tombstone in the future, he would have no companion by his side, all alone, how lonely he would be, and she couldn't stop crying for him.
He reached for the purse at his waist, wondering how long he could keep the last piece of gold? Zhao Qing's thoughts were surging, and he didn't know where he was thinking. He just thought that God was really abominable. Finally, he sighed and kept everything in his heart.
The purpose of Li Changxiao's trip was Niujia Village. He still remembered Niu Da and Niu Xiao, the father and son in the village. He knew very well that it would be difficult for them to meet again, but if he had descendants, he might be able to see some of the charm of the predecessors through the descendants, and that would be enough.
Niujia Village still exists, but it has changed a lot and has become much larger. The villagers found the visit of the handsome man and woman who looked like gods quite strange and they all came to observe.
Li Changxiao walked slowly in the village, but saw that the old house of Niu Da and Niu Xiao had long collapsed into ruins. At this time, gongs and drums were beating in the distance, and a groom wearing a red robe, riding a donkey, was rushing towards a girl's house.
Li Changxiao did not disturb them but watched from afar. When he saw that the groom was somewhat similar to Niu Da and Niu Xiao, he knew that he must be a descendant of the Niu family.
He stood at a distance from the wedding procession, watching quietly, while Zhao Qing stood beside him, also watching quietly. Look at the descendants of the Niu family picking up the bride, carrying her on their backs... the sound of firecrackers, the people who were making noises, the crowds of onlookers... it was really lively.
Zhao Qing asked about Li Changxiao's relationship with the Niu family. Li Changxiao told Zhao Qing that the relationship was not that deep, it was just that Niu Da gave him a ride, and Niu Xiao also gave him a ride, that's all.
Zhao Qing smiled and said, "If Niu Da and Niu Xiao knew that the immortals they once carried would come to visit their descendants hundreds of years later, they would definitely be grinning from ear to ear."
She thought to herself, "If he treats Niu Da Niu Xiao like this, what if it were me..." She really didn't know whether this was joy or sorrow, or a mixture of both.
The two of them watched like this, from early morning to dusk, from prosperity to closing. Finally, Zhao Qing felt his legs getting weak and he needed a rest. Only then did Li Changxiao think of leaving.
After the two left, the descendant of the Niu family suddenly looked outside the house and frowned. The newly married daughter-in-law asked, "Husband, what's wrong?" The descendant of the Niu family said, "Nothing, just... I feel like someone is watching us."
The wife smiled and said, "Look at us? We are getting married today, there are so many people looking at us." The descendant of the Niu family shook his head, "It's different, the eyes are different."
But he couldn't tell how it was different. At this moment, the moon was high in the sky, and the moonlight was shining softly. Where Li Changxiao had been, there was not even a trace of his footprints left.
He is always like this, silently gazing at the stories of old friends, and then leaving quietly. No one knows he has been here, but he has indeed been here.
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The two of them took a boat together, sailing down the Qulong River, and came to the old site of Panlong Sect. Panlong Sect was set up between the green mountains on both sides. When Zhao Qing flew over it, he felt that the layout of Panlong Sect was like a dragon coiling around the mountains, which was novel and unique, so he took a closer look.
It was those two eyes that foreshadowed many disputes later. Li Changxiao visited Panlong Sect for the third time, and Zhao Qing visited Panlong Sect for the second time. Zhao Qing was surprised and said, "This path is wide, it doesn't look like it has been abandoned for hundreds of years." Li Changxiao said, "I'm afraid there are bandits entrenched in the sect."
When the two arrived at the former site of Panlong Sect, they found that the building, which had been abandoned for a hundred years, had indeed been occupied by a group of bandits and was used as a gathering place.
The former great clan was first abandoned, and now it has become a bandit stronghold, which makes people sigh. Zhao Qing suddenly smiled, with a hint of self-mockery, "It can be said that the right person lives here."
The implication was that monks were, to some extent, also a kind of bandit. But she was mostly making fun of herself, not really looking down on monks.