Canglan is gone, the senior brother, the second senior brother, Xu Hui and Yuxuan have all taken Su Ming's boat and gone to the other side of the Lechuan River, Su Ming's back and forth on the Lechuan River is like a circle of reincarnation.

The years passed, and unconsciously, how many Spring and Autumn Holidays were left in his memory, and Su Ming's face was no longer middle-aged, but gray hair appeared and he became an old man.

Looking at it from a distance, perhaps the figure in the sunset has become a man in the lonely boat.

A person silently sat cross-legged outside the wooden house, the years of a jiazi, just like this, from beginning to end, Su Ming did not step into the wooden house half a step, as if the threshold of the wooden house is a ravine between heaven and earth, the other side of the ravine is the awakening of everything, and on this side of the ravine, is the lights of thousands of homes when Su Ming once meditated cross-legged and stared at the candlelight.

This year's winter came very early, snowflakes fell, covering the earth, and from a distance it was impossible to forget the green, a cold with a cold that seemed to freeze everything, but the never-ending Lechuan River was a firework that could not be frozen in this cold......

On the other side of the river, looking across the Lethe River, it seems that it is still full of spring, singing about the beauty and brilliance of the flowers in a hazy way.

A river, separated by reincarnation, across the world, separated by every one of you and me......

The cold wind is howling, the snow is flying in the sky, in an afternoon when I look up at the sky and the earth is hazy with snowflakes, the sound of horses' hooves is whistling, and from the sound of the horses' hooves, it is not a person, but a team......

When I looked, in the wind and snow in the distance, there were nearly 100,000 people wearing armor and riding war horses, roaring forward, and one person was riding on a big red horse. Dressed in golden armor, with a scarlet cloak flying, and a fur shirt on the outside, the horse's hooves were inlaid with iron nails to prevent slipping, making the sound of the horse's hooves mixed and unclear, but somewhat muffled and whirling.

The 100,000 people had no sound but the sound of horses' hooves, and every single person on the horses. They all silently followed the current man in the scarlet cloak, as if they could follow him, through a mountain, through a realm, through this life and the afterlife.

It's a big army. An army that exists in this world of living beings, especially the tiger-like man at the front, his eyes are like copper bells, and he is not angry and arrogant when he stares at it, which is enough to make the faint of heart tremble after seeing it.

This is obviously a senior general in the army, with a sinister body, and his left hand is holding a horse rope. Carrying the wine jug in his right hand, he kept drinking wine as he walked forward, but the volatilization of the alcohol not only did not make him appear drunk. On the contrary, it made the evil breath thicker, and a faint heroic aura permeated, and the white breath between the breath and the haze breath exhaled by the horse when he ran seemed to merge together. At first glance, the 100,000-strong army looked like it was covered with a layer of white sand.

Especially the big man. When everyone looks at it, they can't help but keep the appearance of this big man in their minds.

The sound of horses' hooves was not messy, in front of Su Ming's wooden house, gradually disappeared, Su Ming raised his head, looked at the endless view of the army, looked at the faces of each of the 100,000 people, and finally his eyes fell on the face of the big man at the front.

The big man who was like a tiger, after taking a sip of wine, did not look too drunk, and his eyes showed a fierce light, glaring at Su Ming.

Su Ming was also looking at him, and when the two looked at each other, the tiger-like man picked up the wine jug and drank it again, and the breath he spit out turned into white gas, and he let out a loud shout.

"Why do you look so familiar with this boatman, could it be that I have not met your grandfather tiger before, say, have you seen Grandpa Tiger!" The big man's voice was like a flood, like a thunderbolt, echoing all around, and the horses under him were also shaken a few times, as if it was indeed not a person, but a real tiger.

Su Ming smiled, his smile was very happy, he finally saw Huzi, and saw the 100,000 disciples of the Ninth Frontier led by Huzi, these disciples had followed Huzi to fight in the starry sky, swept all directions with him, and decided to choose which disciples of the Ninth Frontier to go to the other side, obviously the senior brother would not pay attention, and the second senior brother gave this right to Huzi.

Although Su Ming had already told Huzi the words of the Heavenly Evil Son, and although Huzi had also come to his senses, in this life, he still chose to accompany these disciples of the Ninth Blade until eternity, until they stepped into the other side together.

Now, here he comes.

"Of course I know you, you are my junior brother. Su Ming spoke softly, stood up, walked onto the boat, looked at Huzi when he turned around, and nodded with a smile.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time, the senior brother is there, and the second senior brother is also there, all waiting for you......"

Su Ming's voice echoed in this cold winter, falling into the ears of the tiger-like big man, making the big man stunned, and his expression gradually revealed confusion, as if the memories of the past and present lives overlapped at this moment, and the right hand holding the wine jug was unconsciously released, and the wine jug fell to the ground...... The porcelain jug shattered, and the wine in it was scattered......

The scattered wine seemed to turn into 100,000 drops, blending into the snow and ice on the ground......

The big man shook his head violently, and grabbed his right hand downward, and the broken wine jug seemed to have been distorted by the years, and the wine that melted into the ice and snow reappeared, and finally turned into a complete wine jug, and when it fell back into the hands of the big man, the 100,000 soldiers behind him became nothingness and dissipated.

With a certain realization in his expression, he dismounted, walked into Su Ming's boat with a wine jug, and sat on the bow of the boat.

One moment it was still on the shore, the next moment it had passed through the Lethe River, and when it reached the other side, the person at the bow of the boat seemed to be immersed in reincarnation, still sitting there in a daze, holding a wine jug, and looking back at the ferryman at the stern.

"Little junior brother......" muttered sound, when it came out of the mouth of this big man, the sound of raindrops falling on the boat's wood echoed, it was not raindrops, it was the tears of the tiger.

Su Ming raised his head with a hat and looked at Huzi with a smile on his face, and that smile was full of blessings, so that this cold winter was not cold, and that Lethe River seemed to have become a heavenly river.

"There is a senior brother there, there is a second senior brother, but there is no ...... you there" Huzi looked at Su Ming in a daze, and vaguely seemed to hear a sentence in his ears, I don't know if it was now or in the past.

"Huzi, don't cry ......"

The lonely boat, after all, left, the empty bow seemed to reflect the bleakness in the stern, and on the other side. The figure of the tiger stared at the lonely boat in the distance, vaguely ...... It seems that on Su Ming's side, the figures of the second senior brother and the senior brother also appeared, looking at Lechuan with him, as if they were using their eyes to keep ...... That used to be the ninth striker.

Another decade has passed.

Come one by one, carrying a bookcase, walking in the spring, the book in his hand seems to hide the eternal words of heaven and earth. In the sunlight of one afternoon, he walked outside the wooden house and walked to Su Ming's side.

"The fortune teller said that I lost another soul in my life, so I went all the way down the east, through mountains and rivers and plains. Walking through spring, summer, autumn and winter, I will see a river, see a wooden house, and see a boatman who can give me another soul in my life......

Is that you?"

Su Ming raised his head, the hat covered the sunlight, making his face blur in the vicissitudes of life, and he looked at the life in front of him. Looking at the scroll in his hand, a gentle smile appeared on his face.

This is a long river, Su Ming promised him that he would resurrect his wife. Su Ming has not forgotten this promise, the promise of the year was a cause, and at this moment...... What the words of the long river demand is fruit.

"It's me. Su Ming spoke softly.

"Then there is another soul in my life. Where is it?" Sheng looked at Su Ming and asked.

"In your hands. Su Ming closed his eyes. When he opened his eyes after a long time, he said gently.

Nasheng was stunned for a moment, looked down at his hand, only the scroll in his hand, as if he had an understanding, he opened the scroll, and looked at it...... The words on the scroll disappeared and became a painting.

There was a woman in that picture, lifelike, looking at him with a smile, as if she had been looking at him for thousands of years, as if she had been waiting to appear in the eyes of the long river.

"But this ...... Just a painting. Sheng was silent for a moment and looked up at Su Ming.

"Look at the other side of the river. Su Ming got up with a smile and walked to the stern.

Sheng's eyes followed Su Ming, looking at the other side of the Lechuan River, and vaguely, it seemed that he saw a woman's figure there, staring here.

Looking at it, Sheng's gaze turned into a smile on his face in his previous life, and he stepped onto the boat, as the boat moved forward in the Lechuan River, the figure became clearer and clearer, closer and closer, until he reached the shore, until he stepped off the boat, looking at the woman, the two looked at each other for a long time, and when they turned back together, they could no longer see Su Ming's lonely boat on the Lechuan River.

The years of the second Jiazi, unconsciously, have passed halfway, and in the autumn of another year, outside Su Ming's wooden house, an old man came.

The old man was wearing a coarse linen robe, his white hair was swaying in the autumn wind, and there were many wrinkles on his face, but every fold seemed to contain vicissitudes, he walked to the Lechuan River, looked at the river, turned his head for a long time, and looked at Su Ming, who had already gotten up at this moment, under the wooden house.

"Many years ago, a student came to me, and I asked him to go all the way east, through the mountains, through the forests, and after walking through the plains, he could see a wooden house, and under that wooden house there was a person, who he was trying to find. The old man looked at Su Ming with kindness on his face.

Su Ming looked at the old man, and his expression revealed a look that was rare in him, like a junior seeing an elder.

"Ah Gong ......"

"Let's go, take me across the river. The old man's expression became more and more kind, and when he looked at Su Ming, his eyes showed relief and reluctance, but he did not say this reluctance, but sat on the bow of the boat.

As the sun sets, night falls, stars appear in the sky, and the ship reaches the other side.

"Remember this sky. Ah Gong looked back at Su Ming and spoke softly meaningfully.

"Because that's the night sky that guides you home...... Whenever you can't find your way home, you can look up, and if you can see the stars in the night sky, you will know that home ...... It's not far away, family ...... are waiting for you. ”――

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