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Chapter 997: Seclusion

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Ye Futian went to take another look at Yu Sheng, and then came to the place where Teacher Hua Fengliu and Shi Niang lived.

Hua Fengliu looked a lot older in a few days, but not seeing the past Fengliu, wrinkles appeared on the face of the teacher's wife Nan Dou Wenyin, looking very haggard.

When Ye Futian came here, the two were playing the piano. The piano sounds matched and they had the same heart. But from this piano sound, Ye Futian only heard a touch of sadness.

Seeing Ye Futian coming, the two stopped their movements and smiled at him, but the smile still made Ye Futian feel a bleak.

"Teacher, Madam." Ye Futian lowered his head and shouted softly.

"Futian, how is your injury?" Hua Fengliu asked.

"Much better." Ye Futian nodded.

"It's been seventeen years since I came out of Qingzhou City." Hua Fengliu said softly: "Now I still remember that you were carrying my handicapped person and crossing the East China Sea. Back to East China Sea, I found your wife, in a blink of an eye. It’s been so long, time flies so fast."

Ye Futian didn't answer the conversation. Before Hua Fengliu and Nan Dou Wenyin, he seemed to be still a teenager.

"I've been out for a long time, and I miss my hometown, Futian, you and I want to return to the East China Sea." Hua Fengliu whispered, his voice fell, and Ye Futian couldn't help his eyes become red. He knelt on the ground and bowed his head. : "Teacher, disciples are not filial."

Back then, he reconciled and married in Shushan in the Eastern Desolation Land. They were the closest people to the teacher and his wife. The teacher and her wife naturally followed him. Now, the teacher says that he wants to return to the East China Sea. You can imagine what kind of state of mind he feels. .

"Futian." Nan Dou Wenyin stepped forward to help Ye Futian up, and she turned her head to look at Hua Fengliu and cursed: "Futian just recovered, what are you talking about."

"Madam, I know." How could Ye Futian fail to understand the feelings of the teacher and the teacher. The two of them naturally did not blame him, but the explanation is their life.

Hua Fengliu walked to Ye Futian's side, pulled him up, and then took him to sit on the ground together, and said: "Do you remember that after Jieyu left, our teacher and apprentice depended on each other for life, and then we went to Donghai City together? But now the teacher’s luck is better than you, and I still have your wife and Aunt Tang, so, after Jieyu is gone, the teacher knows that you must be more painful than me."

"But no matter how painful you have to come out, who did Jieyu leave for? If you have something, you will completely let her down. At this time, you should cheer up. After all, you should be very clear about what is waiting for you. It is also Jieyu’s greatest expectation to promise the teacher and his wife, to live well."

Hua Fengliu knows some secrets of Ye Futian, and of course he also understands what Ye Futian might face.

"Teacher, you don't understand, this time I can only let my fate." Ye Futian sat beside Hua Fengliu and whispered. The Emperor Xia sent someone to guard the Taoist Palace. If he wants his life, don't say it is now, even if he enters. Holy, too.

Hua Fengliu was silent for a moment when he heard Ye Futian's words, and then shook his head with a wry smile. He looked up at the distant sky and cursed in a low voice: "You said you don't respect the teacher, why would I accept you as a disciple? You are not as handsome as I am, so how can I marry my daughter to you, and if I meet you, I am unlucky."

"Yeah, why did you look at me when you were blind? If you don't accept me as a disciple, don't marry Jieyu to me, it would be great." Ye Futian also looked into the distance and said softly.

Nan Dou Wenyin burst into tears when she saw the two masters and apprentices sitting in front of each other and chatting.

……

A few days later, Ye Futian explained some Dao Gong things.

On this day, a sword Yukong debuted in the palace, and a strong man sent by Emperor Xia appeared, blocking the sword that was about to leave, Xia Qingyu stepped forward, and his eyes fell on Ye Futian.

In addition to Ye Futian, there are also the village head, Hua Fengliu, Nan Dou Wenyin, and Tang Lan.

"I want to leave, the princess can let people follow." Ye Futian looked at Xia Qingyu and said lightly, then said to the village chief: "Go."

Xia Qingyu looked at Ye Futian coldly, this bastard.

Jianyi volleyed, and Yukong left directly. Everyone around Xia Qingyu looked at her, and only listened to Xia Qingyuan's words: "Let him go, send someone to follow, don't disturb, let him go wherever he goes."

"Yes." The person behind nodded.

In the Sage Palace of the Most Sacred Dao Palace, several people looked up at the disappearing sword shadow, and Yaya, Zhuge Mingyue, and Gu Dongliu watched Ye Futian leave.

The others in the Dao Palace didn't know the secret hidden in Ye Futian's heart. They didn't know what kind of situation Ye Futian was facing. They thought it was Emperor Xia who was investigating the Jihad in Kyushu.

After the holy sword left the Dao Palace, he went all the way to the east, from Zhongzhou City to Shengtian City, passing by the Eastern Wasteland, passing by Shushan, passing by the ancient country of Loulan... All the way east, it was the same road that Ye Futian had walked when he came. .

Ye Futian didn’t know when Emperor Xia would attack him. His destiny is no longer in his own control, so he didn’t take the teacher back by himself. He wasn’t fast enough and worried that he would be taken back on the way, so he asked the village chief. Escort this journey.

Entering the land boundary of the Hundred Kingdoms, there are many familiar memories of Ye Futian, Cangye Kingdom, and Nandou Kingdom. The Holy Sword travels all the way into Nandou Donghai City. In the small city below, there are Nandou Family and Donghai Academy. It is a memory of the past, Yi Xiang should still be the lord of the East China Sea Academy now.

However, he did not stay in the East China Sea City, the master Nan Dou Wenyin did not even go to the Nandou King Palace to see her brother, nor did he go to the Nandou family. They passed by the East China Sea City, and the Holy Sword drove into the East China Sea and traveled over the vast sea. , Go all the way, into Qingzhou City.

This island city is where Ye Futian grew up. After leaving last time, he thought he would never return.

"The village chief, you go back." Ye Futian said to the village chief when he arrived at the coast of Qingzhou City.

"En." The village head lightly nodded, piercing the air with a sword, and his figure instantly disappeared between the sky and the earth.

"Teacher, Madam, where do we live?" Ye Futian asked, "I'm afraid that the place in Qingzhou Academy has been occupied early, do you want to go?"

In the past, the teacher and Jieyu lived together in Qingzhou Academy for three years. Watching Jieyu grow up there, he naturally had special emotions.

"Don't disturb others, Futian, you decide, you can find a place at will." Hua Fengliu said, this time Ye Futian sent them back, and plans to stay together and accompany them for the last period of time, if it is Xia Huang or Dong Emperor Huang wants him to die, so let's die in Qingzhou City.

Here, at any rate, is the hometown, buried here, is also a good choice.

I hope not to be like the teacher in the cottage, a group of people came and took themselves away.

"The scenery by the Qingzhou Lake is pretty good, so why don't we go there and buy a house." Ye Futian said.

"Listen to you." Hua Fengliu didn't have any comments. They came back and lived in seclusion, and no longer wanted to experience the ups and downs of the outside world, so they lived their lives in peace.

The death of Hua Jieyu hit them too hard.

"Okay." Ye Futian nodded, and the group went straight into Qingzhou City.

Ye Futian had thought about going back to the previous Ye Mansion, but it was bought by his father's friend, Uncle Feng Ruhai. Last time he came back to Feng Qingxue to live there, Ye Futian didn't want to disturb it either.

He didn't want to disturb anyone, he just wanted to spend this time quietly.

Perhaps, this may be the last part of his life, so why bother to disturb others.

Qingzhou City is very small for him, but for ordinary people living in Qingzhou City, it is still very big, just like he was back then.

Ye Futian quickly bought an elegant small courtyard on the banks of Qingzhou Lake to live in. It was not big and simple, but it was more than enough to live with a few of them.

After finishing the resettlement, Ye Futian moved the stools for Hua Fengliu and Nan Dou Wenyin to sit down in the simple courtyard. Tang Lan stood beside him in silence, and Ye Futian handed a stool over and said, "Aunt Tang, you Sit too."

"En." Tang Lan nodded, and saw Ye Futian also sit down, lying there lazily, closing his eyes, feeling the sunshine.

"Futian." Tang Lan seemed to stop talking, and Ye Futian smiled and said, "Aunt Tang, what's the matter?"

Tang Lan looked at him and didn't say much after all, and shook her head. Although these people kept chatting with a smile and seemed not sad at all, she felt the desolation and sadness that came from deep in her heart.

All this seems to be hidden under a smile.

"Futian, do you really plan to live here too?" Nan Dou Wenyin said.

"Yes, Madam, I accompany the teacher and Madam." Ye Futian nodded.

"He likes it, let him alone." Hua Fengliu said to Nan Dou Wenyin, and Nan Dou Wenyin nodded.

Ye Futian opened his eyes and looked at the sky. Jieyu was gone. In this last period of time, let's accompany the teacher and his wife.

"Teacher, Madam, I'll go out for a walk." Ye Futian stood up and said.

"En." Hua Fengliu nodded.

Ye Futian got up and left. The breeze on the shore of Qingzhou Lake was faintly cool. He walked casually, and unknowingly, he came to the place where he held hands when he reconciled.

By the lakeside, there are many people laughing, teenagers and girls, and young lovers, just like a painting.

The wind blew, Ye Futian's body stood there like a sculpture, and there was always a faint smile in his eyes.

I don't know how long I stood here, red clouds appeared in the sky, and then the sunset fell and night fell.

The night view by the Qingzhou Lake is even more beautiful. There are endless cruises and fireworks, which are displayed by tourists on the cruise. They enjoy the beautiful scenery and laugh and laugh.

Ye Futian looked at the fireworks, his eyes were a little silly, time seems to have traveled, returning to the day eighteen years ago, the two held hands by the lake, they are standing in his position at the moment, looking at the sky. The fireworks bloomed, the beauty was suffocating.

That year, she took his hand, looked at the sky full of fireworks and asked, whether we are sure of the relationship.

That year, the fireworks were so beautiful.

That year, she was more beautiful.

Smiling and smiling, a tear slipped down.

The wind blew, his clothes fluttered, his long hair flying, at this moment, his head was full of black hair and half white!