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"It's not too much. Mo Wuxian replied indifferently, looking at Li Qingshan with a pair of eyes without pupils, "Have we met anywhere?"

Although there is no pupil in his eyes, it is different from the dead whiteness of a blind man, but more like a blank space in a painting, containing an infinite and far-reaching space, reflecting everything in the world.

Li Qingshan suddenly had a feeling of being naked under the ice and snow, with nothing to hide, those blank eyes, through his body and soul, were exploring something, and he almost instinctively urged the "Spirit Turtle Town Sea Jue" to eliminate this feeling, and said with a smile: "It shouldn't be, otherwise I must be impressed!"

Although Li Qingshan had a conjecture, he didn't dare to be sure about it, after all, the conjecture was too amazing, how could it be so coincidental? And it really didn't feel like it.

"It should be. Ink said without a trace.

I don't know when, the crane chirping and the sound of the piano subsided, only the snow fell, and the two men looked at each other, confirming a certain doubt in their hearts, although they both felt that this doubt was a little incredible, but there was a very subtle sense.

The thread of fate that was once broken began to entangle again at this moment.

"My master has been in seclusion for many years, and it's normal for you to not know Qingshan. ”

Chu Danqing felt the strangeness of the atmosphere, and while playing a round from it, he took the red umbrella in Mo Wuji's hand and welcomed him into the pavilion.

"Mo Daoyou has heard my name?" Li Qingshan turned around and sat down, and unconsciously, he no longer referred to himself as his predecessor.

"Li Qingshan, it's a good name. Mo Wuxian also sat down, the long hem and sleeves of his coat falling down, and his long hair almost fell to the ground.

"Qingshan, I didn't mention you to the master less!" Chu Danqing tried to ease the atmosphere.

"I also think this name is good, why bury the bones in the mulberry land, where is life not green mountains. Li Qingshan groaned.

"Good poetry. Mo Wuxian seemed to be a little surprised.

"Aoyama, I don't know yet. That's where your name comes from!" Chu Danqing said.

"I don't know if the word 'traceless' comes from that poem?" Li Qingshan played with the wine bottle.

"It's just a name, no poetry to mention!" Mo Wuxian said.

"That's a pity. Li Qingshan shook his head and sighed lightly. Is it a false name or a fake name?

Suddenly, he said: "I think of a poem, people like Qiu Honglai have letters." It's like a spring dream, without a trace!"

"People are like Qiuhong to have letters, and things are like spring dreams without traces. Mo Wuxian murmured, as if immersed in a poem.

"Qingshan, after many years, you have not only cultivated to become a great progress, but also become a great poet, which is really disrespectful. ”

Chu Danqing said. In his impression, Li Qingshan has nothing to do with the word "elegant", why did he suddenly change his temperament today, and the master is also a little unusual.

"Don't forget. I'm a disciple of a novelist. Li Qingshan smiled slightly, and said to Mo Wuxian: "When we met for the first time, I didn't prepare any gifts, so I gave this poem to Daoyou as a meeting gift, and it wasn't for nothing to drink this glass of Danqing wine!"

"Your gift is very elegant. Chu Danqing said with a smile. But he heard Mo Wuxian say: "Don't accept it!" couldn't help but stiffen, and looked at Li Qingshan worriedly.

"Why don't you accept it?" Li Qingshan did not look angry or surprised, and slowly tasted the Danqing wine.

"The poem is a good poem, but the text is not right, and there is no Qiuhong at this time. There is no spring dream. Mo Wuxian looked out at the heavy snow outside the pavilion.

"That's just as well. Li Qingshan strolled to the pavilion and thought about it for a while, "How about this one?" Thousands of mountain birds fly away, thousands of people disappear, lonely boats, fishing alone in the cold river and snow. ”

"Good poetry!" Chu Danqing praised excitedly: "Qingshan, I can't see that you have such a literary talent!"

"Awards, awards!" Li Qingshan smiled.

"Although the article is on topic, it has nothing to do with 'no trace'. ”

Mo Wuxian pondered for a moment, but then said negatively, which made Chu Danqing dazed for a while, not knowing that the master suddenly became so picky, as if he wanted to find trouble with Li Qingshan.

"There will be no traces, words said, things done, there will always be some traces. Even those things that we thought had been erased may one day come back to the ground. Li Qingshan said meaningfully.

"If you can erase it once, you can erase it twice, and it doesn't matter. Mo Wuji's words turned sharply: "On your body, I have a favorite gift, I don't know if you are willing to part with love." ”

"What do you want to receive?

"The Book of the Three Uniques". ”

Li Qingshan's eyes flashed, and he couldn't help but look at Chu Danqing.

"I'm sorry, Aoyama, but the master asked me when I was healing......"

Chu Danqing said apologetically that when he met Mo Wuxian in the past, he had not fully recovered in order to repair the injuries left by the "Three Absolute Books", and Mo Wuxian not only healed his wounds, but also showed otherworldly painting skills, which made him make up his mind to worship him as a teacher.

"It's okay, it's all trifle!"

Li Qingshan didn't care, he and Chu Danqing were just friends, there was still a layer worse than the master-apprentice relationship, and Chu Danqing had always respected his teacher, so naturally he would not deceive his master. And he even exposed the Shura field in his hand, and he didn't care about this small volume of "Three Absolute Books".

"But it's a pity that this volume of the Three Absolute Books is not in my hands, and I will not give it to others. ”

"Where did you get it?" Mo Wuxian didn't ask where the "Three Absolute Books" went, but only asked where the "Three Absolute Books" came from, which made Li Qingshan more and more sure of his conjecture, so he said: "A good friend sent it." ”

"What's your best friend's name?"

"Beiyue!" Li Qingshan bowed slightly, and under his thick eyebrows, he looked at the ink in front of him.

"Could it be the one who was ...... The Dragon King of the Mohai Sea killed Beiyue in Longzhou?" Chu Danqing said in surprise, stumbling in his words, and subconsciously glanced at Mo Wuxian.

Li Qingshan became more and more aware of it, and asked again: "Does Mo Daoyou know my good friend?"

"Recognize. "Ink without a trace is unabashed.

Li Qingshan suddenly burst out laughing, his laughter broke the silence, and he didn't tactfully test it, pressed his hands on the stone table, leaned forward, forced his eyes to look at Mo Wuxi, and said bluntly: "Isn't Daoyou the Dragon King of the Mohai Sea?"

"Exactly. Mo Wuxian said indifferently.

"Master......"

Chu Danqing was a little stunned, in fact, after so many years of getting along, he had already vaguely guessed the identity of Mo Wuxian, none of the great monks in the world were unknown, but since the master didn't say it, he, who was a disciple, couldn't explore too much.

"I don't know what kind of poem the word Beiyue comes from?" Mo Wuxian asked.

"It's just a false name, there is no poem to mention!" Li Qingshan picked up the wine bottle, his eyes suddenly turned red, and he stared at Mo Wuxi, "Beiyue comes to toast the Dragon King with a glass!"

In the blank eyes of the ink, a pair of pitch-black pupils suddenly condensed, which were not human eyes, but dragon eyes that exuded endless majesty.

The moment the four eyes met, the heavy snow froze for a while! (To be continued)