The master at that time must have been very disappointed!
It's just that he didn't say anything, and after she went down the mountain and left, he didn't even send her, closed the mountain gate, and let her and Yan Yue leave on their own.
The love between the master and the apprentice was unrecognizable at the moment when the mountain gate was slammed shut.
Yan Yue returned to the mountain again to take the master's life, and the master went down the mountain again in order to fulfill her life, and lost her own life.
Her hand touched the wooden sword again, it trembled slightly, tears rolled in her eyes, she didn't dare to fall, it was crystal clear and full of all her remorse!
The green clothes next to her didn't know what was wrong with her, and asked nervously: "Niangniang, why are you crying?"
” Chongmen Huan waved his hand, wiped away his tears and said, "It's nothing, you go out and wait, when Mei Gongzi comes back, come back to report to me!"
” Green Yi looked at Chong Men Huan ignorantly, there was nothing, just nodded, and obediently withdrew from the hall.
Leaving Chongmen Huan alone in the study, looking at the things in the master's study one by one.
In this corner of this study, Zai carefully collected a lot of things, including the wooden sword she had always used, the Heart Sutra she had recited, the Asgard token she had worn, and the Ling bell that she had tied to her feet.
Many of the things that she had discarded, that she had neglected, were now on this shelf one by one, without any dust at all, and were obviously carefully collected.
The tears in Chongmenhuan's eyes became even more turbulent, she followed Yan Jiuming and never returned, rolling in the turmoil of the rivers and lakes, and gradually lost herself.
And the master has been guarding the fairy palace, guarding the things she left behind, and after so many years of loneliness, he has never looked for her.
And she occasionally wrote to him, but she never saw him reply.
She thought that the master was angry that she didn't tell him about herself and Yan Jiuming in advance, so the master was angry with him and refused to reply to her.
In her selfish heart, she didn't dare to see her master.
Later, she figured out in a daze, maybe the master didn't see her, didn't look for her, didn't contact her in those years, and closed the mountain gate to isolate herself from the world, because he had already spied on her fate.
Because when he learned about the relationship between her and Yan Jiuming, he was shocked and angry, she had never seen her master like that, it was the first time she saw it, and it was the last time she saw it.
She went down the mountain and followed Yan Jiuming, thinking that she would not regret it, but who knew that later, it was all regret.
With tears in her eyes, she held the red thread through the bell and shook it gently in her hand, and the sound of jingling sounded in the study, the sound penetrating the past and the future.
She was suddenly immersed in the mire of the past and refused to wake up.
Until someone stretched out her slender fingers, took away the bell in her hand, and then pinched it in her hand, lowered her eyebrows, looked at it lightly, and her voice was as soft as the rippling lake: "When you went up the mountain when you were ten years old, I put this palace bell on everyone for you and Yanyue, Yanyue was noisy, so she took it off early, only you wore it, and you wore it for five years!"
” The man who was as elegant as a fairy stood in the faint light of the book, his eyebrows were gentle, the smoke under his eyes was flowing, and the infinite gentleness attracted people's attention for no reason, he stood there, without doing anything, as if he were already a painting.
Even if he wears Mei Shisan's skin, the temperament in his bones can't be given by anyone.
He's still her master!