Chapter 8 sequence

There is a river in this world called Wangchuan, drank the water of Wangchuan, Forget everything, and forget yourself. There is a river in this world called Jichuan, After drinking the water from Jichuan, Remember everything, and remember yourself. Take a sip of Wangchuan's water and another sip of Jichuan's water, Forget everything and remember everything again. --Inscription On a rainy night in early autumn, it was cold and lonely, and the Luo River flowed quietly. There was only one person sitting alone in the tavern. It has been many years since she left Xizhou, and she has traveled the rivers and lakes with one sword and one sword. She is used to life and death. She has won the reputation of being the best swordsman in the world. She is no longer the little girl in the south of the Yangtze River.Apart from the sword, what she loves the most is sitting alone in this small tavern outside Luoyang City, ordering a urn of chrysanthemum wine, setting two celadon cups, and just facing the void alone, drinking cup by cup, drinking straight The sound of people around is lonely, and the night is as cold as water.

The two of them are talking about each other, cup after cup. I am drunk and want to sleep, and I will go, and I will come to hold the piano in the Ming Dynasty. In a daze, she would always think of this poem when she was drunk, and a faint smile appeared on the corner of her mouth. She raised her glass and greeted silently across the empty table—as if that person was still on the other side, smiling toast. Just like the first season.