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That kid is so funny, it's like seeing a ghost.

With a smile in his eyes, Xue Zangxue put the cloak on his hand and went downstairs.

The shopkeeper turned his head quickly when he heard someone coming down.

I saw Xue Zangxue wearing a long moon-white dress with blossoming blue lotus embroidered on the skirt, her footsteps were as light as snow, if she was just holding a long sword in and out of its sheath, now she is really a pure and beautiful woman.

The shopkeeper of Caiwei Pavilion always saw something different from ordinary people. He pretended to bow his head to see off the guests, and casually asked, "Guest, do you know anything about embroidery?"

Xue Zangxue was also taken aback, following the shopkeeper's gaze, it was her skirt.

"How can..."

How could he understand embroidery work? As a former disciple of Canaan Valley, he could only study stitches at most, and after all, he was a man.

and many more.

His eyes were a little empty, as if he was flipping through some memory.

When he first left his hometown in the early years, it seemed that he really embroidered some things.

The shopkeeper seemed to see Xue Zangxue's hesitation, so the shopkeeper raised his hand and made a gesture of inviting this side: "A customer put a purse in the cabinet many years ago, and it has been almost 20 years, and no one has come to pick it up. The old man has poor eyesight and has been unable to recognize the handwriting on the purse, can the guest condescend to help recognize it?"

While talking, he led Xue Zangxue to the warehouse.

Xue Zangxue had an ominous premonition, but he couldn't restrain himself from following the shopkeeper, as if something was waiting for him deep underground.

The two went down the black stairs all the way, the light was getting darker and darker, even the night grass in the glass cup became weak, only Xue Zangxue could see it more and more clearly.

He knew there was a space underground before, but he didn't expect it to be so deep and so big.The dense black boxes seem to be arranged in the underground space according to some rules, from the ground to the ceiling, from the stairs to the invisible place.These are formations, and the lower the level, the more complicated the formation Xue Zangxue saw.

Xue Zangxue's footsteps were very light, so in the space, only the back and forth footsteps of the shopkeeper and some clerks could be heard, as well as the unavoidable sound of paper rubbing while flipping through files, some were far away, and some were very close.

"Did the shopkeeper just let me go upstairs on purpose?" Xue Zangxue suddenly couldn't stand the atmosphere, and broke the silence first.

"The little shopkeeper can't receive important guests, so of course we have to hand over to the pavilion master to receive them." The shopkeeper said.

"The treasurer is too modest. There are so many secrets in the Caiwei Pavilion. There are not many people who have the guts and the right to let someone of unknown origin like me in. Have you ever asked which Caiwei Pavilion elder it is?"

The shopkeeper was not surprised at all, and changed his previous submissiveness and said: "I see you, I have been the leader of news dealers for several years, and I have abdicated for a long time."

"So it's the famous Elder Jianwei, I'm sorry." Xue Zangxue cupped his hands.

Jian Wei waved his hand, indicating that the past is not worth mentioning.

They reached the fifth underground floor, and walked along the winding path between the boxes. Xue Zangxue followed Jian Wei's footsteps, because even this nondescript path was also a path for formations.Compared with the previous battles, he is more willing to be lazy and follow others. Is this probably the reason for getting older?

Jian Wei finally stopped at a corner, casually picked out one of the countless small boxes, and patted the box door.

"That's it."

Xue Zangxue admired Jianwei very much at the moment.Thousands of boxes here are almost the same length, Jian Wei can remember what is in each box is really amazing, Caiwei Pavilion Elder still has two brushes.

Jian Wei raised his hand and pressed on the box door a few times, the pattern on the door twisted.What was originally a chaotic trace of children's graffiti gradually gathered into a rose.

Nine-petal slender rose!

A fragment flashed across Xue Zangxue's mind in an instant, like the light of thunder and lightning.

Yunpo.

Xue Zangxue laughed, he had seen this rose in Xihai before.It wasn't Wuyuncheng Caiwei Pavilion, but Yunpo's jade pendant that was always worn on her body.He should have thought about it long ago, why the owner of the Caiwei Pavilion knew his movements in the West Sea, and secretly passed the news to Hua Lingyu and Guan Ruoxu, and why the Caiwei Pavilion wrote down the words of the young master Wu Yanzu after the flame city was broken , it turns out that he has been following an "internal traitor" from Caiwei Pavilion all along.

No, according to Yun Mumu's virtue, he shouldn't have such deep scheming, so the ice cubes from Yun's family are the culprit.

Xue Zangxue was very unhappy, why does this person keep plotting against him?

Can you kill him?

Just thinking of this, Jian Wei has already taken out a box from the box.

The box is nothing special, just a wooden box with no patterns, it looks like it has been around for a while.

Jian Wei carefully opened the lock on the top, lifted the cover, and showed the contents inside to Xue Zangxue.

Xue Zangxue suddenly understood why he let him go upstairs, why he blocked him when he left, because he aimed at him from the beginning.

Inside the box was a purse, a moon-white purse, the color of which was almost the same as the color of the dress I was wearing, as if time hadn't faded its color, looking closely, it seemed that even the embroidery was done by the same person.

Xue Zangxue's movement of taking the box seemed a little stiff, and the fingers that picked up the purse even trembled slightly.

At that moment, he almost wanted to drop the box and run out immediately, but his feet couldn't move.

He took a deep breath, clenched his hands, and then let go.

Pale fingers tentatively rubbed the purse.There are signs of natural wear and tear on it, and the thread has come off in places.But at a glance, he could see that someone had carefully patched up the missing thread, using extremely poor stitches.

"This purse has been in the Chilan Branch Pavilion for many years. Recently, Ah Mian started to let the various branch pavilions clean up the old things and found it. I tried to find someone with embroidery thread, but even though I have been in the Caiwei Pavilion for many years, I still can't find it. It’s a shame to recognize that.”

Xue Zangxue said softly, "However, you recognized my technique at a glance."

"Just by chance."

"How can there be so many coincidences," Xue Zangxue said, "However, you will certainly not be able to find the person who fetched the object with the embroidery thread alone, because this is a kind of spider silk from Xizhou, and it has not been circulated here."

He stroked the purse, and said after a while, "This purse is mine."

Jian Wei asked, "What's the word embroidered on it? Do you know the code for picking up the object?"

Xue Zangxue smiled bitterly: "It is embroidered with the ancient Ska language of Xizhou, and the wind returns to the snow."

"Code, Leaving Home."

Finally opened the purse.

This purse was sewn on a whim when he was practicing stitching. Back then, he thought it was embarrassing and hid it quietly, but Fei Lian found it and forcibly confiscated it as a token of love.

Inside is a piece of paper with two words on it.

Leave the book.

This is a code word, a code word between him and Fei Lian.

That day, Xue Zangxue and Fei Lian settled down in a small town, when suddenly some white-clothed men appeared on the street, they looked like high-ranking and powerful men, and arrested some people from the Jianghu, claiming that they were disrupting the emperor's rule.

That night, Fei Lian received a message telling him to leave immediately because a war broke out.

He said to Xue Zangxue: "My hometown is far away. I will take you there in the future. But now my clan has important things for me to do, so I have to go."

"Is it serious?"

Fei Lian seemed to have a premonition, and rubbed Xue Zangxue's long hair: "I don't know what will happen in the future, but you have to remember, if I leave, if I say I don't love you, it will be a lie."

Xue Zangxue said: "I can't tell the truth from the fake. If you have no choice but to separate from me in the future, just give me a code to reassure me."

Fei Lian pondered for a while: "If the situation is particularly serious, I will write only the word Li Shu. You should keep in mind what this means."

"I'm going to wash away the dust, I'm afraid I won't return, but the rivers and lakes are difficult and dangerous, my love should be cherished, and I will find a good relationship for myself, don't worry about it, don't hold it, don't wait, don't think about it."

Fei Lian forced Xue Zangxue to read it silently four or five times, as if he couldn't let him forget it in this lifetime.

Xue Zangxue was still very young at that time, and he didn't think too much about it, so he said, "If you don't leave a letter, I will take it as if you have really changed your mind."

"Okay," he smiled softly, "I'll put it in Caiwei Pavilion, the code word is leaving home."

"Will you come back?"

"My Leaving Xuexue is still here, why don't I come back?" Fei Lian hugged Xue Zangxue, and kissed his cheek affectionately, "I am still a small pioneer now, wait for me for three years, when I become a general, I will come back to find you, and when you grow up, I will take you back to my hometown to get married."

"Three years later, see you under the Chonghua tree."

"what."

Xue Zangxue took a breath and tightened his purse.

I never thought that you would remember that promise, and for so many years, I didn't go to Chilan, and the only time I left was very soon, and it was impossible to go to the Differential Pavilion.

So, after all these years, you show me what this means?Why, I still remember what you asked me to remember?

After Xue Zangxue saw the words in the purse, his eye sockets turned frighteningly red, and the mist gradually covered his eyes.

Jian Wei can be regarded as a person with extraordinary knowledge. Years of intuition told him that Xue Zangxue is different from ordinary people. Although he can't tell the difference, at least he doesn't cry.

But at this moment, Xue Zangxue looked like his own young child, sad because the string holding the paper kite was broken, which really surprised Jian Wei.

No, it's still a little different.

This person is in pain from the heart, and a feeling of extreme sadness pervades from head to toe, as if all the sorrows accumulated in this life exploded at this moment.

Tears with sound are for crying, tears without sound are for weeping.

He is weeping.

Jian Wei looked at Xue Zangxue with some concern, but did not dare to make soothing gestures, because Xue Zangxue is still independent from the world at this moment, and cannot and should not be disturbed.

Jian Wei quietly pushed back to the distance, leaving Xue Zangxue alone inside.

Xue Zangxue didn't notice Jian Wei's departure at all.He really wanted to roar, wanted to growl, but after opening his mouth.What came out of the deep throat was hoarse, almost silent.

Big tears rolled down.The last one just rolled to the edge of the eye socket, and the next few couldn't wait to push it out.

He covered his face with his hands, not knowing why he was crying so embarrassingly, he couldn't stop at all, no matter whether he closed his eyes or opened them, he couldn't restrain the strong emotion.

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