"Auntie, aunt ......"

Ruthlessly ran to Shi Ji's side, one left and one right, with a satisfied face.

Shi Ji touched the ruthless pigtail and asked the little cicada Shen Gongbao: "Your senior brother hasn't been out of the customs yet?"

Xiao Cicada nodded, and Shen Gongbao hesitated and nodded.

Shi Ji didn't mean to blame Xiao Xiong for asking, Shen Gongbao still thought a little more.

Shi Ji just nodded and didn't say much.

The little Qingluan has become a cute little bird, flying in front, Shi Ji is holding the affectionate and ruthless behind her one by one, the little bird looks back frequently, full of energy, very cheerful, the little cicada Shen Gongbao follows behind, the corners of his mouth are raised, and he is smiling.

The first place Shi Ji went to was the tea plantation, and every time she came back, because she knew that there was a Taoist friend who was always there waiting for her.

Whether it is two hundred years or six thousand years, she said that the qin tea is together, this is an agreement, an agreement after they first met, the years have not diluted it, but it has accumulated more thicker and more precious, she has never had worries when she goes out, because: I have a tea tree at home.

She never worries about being homeless, also because: I have a tea tree at home.

It's been 6,000 years, and the rest of the people haven't changed.

Therefore, people's hearts have not changed, and neither has she.

Every reunion is an endless joy.

The immortal tea hula-la-swayed its head full of young leaves, and its annual rings drew two hundred circles.

But as at the beginning, he never grew up, nor did he grow old.

"Daoyou is well, I'm back. ”

Ishiji said, smiling, but serious.

The immortal tea was silent for a moment, and then the leaves shook more happily.

He always has a lot to say to Shi Ji, and his topic has never left Skull Mountain, trivial and small, but Shi Ji loves to listen to it, and will joke with him from time to time, the Shi Ji here is not the Shi Ji outside the mountain, let alone the Shi Ji outside the sky.

One by one, stones jumped out of the stone garden, "Stone Rock, Stone Rock, Stone Rock ......"

It was the clamor that overturned the cave, Shi Ji just laughed, she really had no temper with them.

This is the skull mountain with rocky rocks, and everyone is unrestrained and carefree.

After the hustle and bustle, it returns to the flat, and the tea-fragrant piano sound is the eternal taste and melody of Skull Mountain.

Xiao Xiong has never been out of the customs, and Shi Ji has never bothered him, although Xiao Xiong's state was known as soon as she stepped into the White Bone Cave, but the disciple's way still has to go by himself, life and death are painful, no one can replace him, a pain, is a realization.

Who knows if she will help him or harm him at this time.

The wind on the skull cliff is very strong, and the flowers on the other side of the mountain are also very red, the flowers bloom for a thousand years, and the leaves bloom for a thousand years, which is popular at this time.

The little girl in red stood beside Shi Ji, in fact, she was not small, but standing next to Shi Ji, she was always the clingy and curious little girl in red.

"Teacher, what are you looking at?"

"Humane. ”

"Oh. ”

The little girl didn't ask much, she asked the teacher questions, but she didn't care about the answer, she just wanted to ask, so she asked.

"Zhou's vitality is about to run out. ”

"Zhou Dynasty, is the teacher talking about the Western Zhou?"

Shi Ji smiled slightly, "It's already Eastern Zhou." ”

"Oh. ”

The little girl didn't care about that.

"There is a turnover of personnel, and there are many exchanges between the past and the present. ”

Shi Ji remembered this very philosophical sentence.

"Teacher, what are you talking about?"

Shi Ji smiled and didn't answer.

I don't know if it's too windy, or Shi Ji's voice is too small, the laughing girl didn't hear clearly, except for Shi Ji herself, everyone in this world can't hear clearly, because she doesn't want to change anything, and she doesn't want to live as a person in the future, she lives in the present, lives here, and the past is the past, very small.

But today she remembered, remembered a sentence, and turned out a few wisps of memory that were extremely long.

"Maybe I should go back and see. ”

"Where to go?"

"Where I came from. ”

Shi Ji's eyes looked into the distance, as if he had caught up with the long river of time.

"Oh. ”

The cicada still didn't ask much.

Because the teacher wants to tell her, she doesn't need to ask more.

It's like being in Asaka Castle.