Chapter 22 Seven, beauty

"Congratulations, brother Sima, who has finally succeeded in his studies and left the valley!" At the exit of the plank road in Linglong Valley, Hu Zhao smiled and congratulated Sima Yi, "Zhao waits for Brother Sima to go out of the valley this time, like a dragon soaring up, It won't be long, and it will definitely set off a vigorous style in the world!" After hearing this, Sima Yi smiled lightly, shook his head slightly and said, "Brother Hu is really different. Zhongda left the valley this time. Most of the classmates felt sorry for Zhongda, but Brother Hu felt sorry for Zhongda. Congratulations—isn't it counterintuitive?"

"Brother Sima, why do you speak so insincerely? You are not a person who hangs around in forests, springs and clear waters—that is where you can flex your muscles above the temple and in the battlefield!" Hu Zhao waved his hand, "This time I came to see you off , Brother Zhou Xuan was shy, and felt that it was because of his numerology that he provoked brother Sima to have an emotional dispute, which caused brother Sima to be forcibly sent out of the valley by his master, so he blamed himself very much, and he was embarrassed to come to farewell for you——Hu Mou He reprimanded him: "It's useless for you to study divination and numerology, and you don't even understand the truth of knowing that it's not a blessing?" He was relieved."

"Well... Hu Jun's words are very true. Yi's departure from the teacher to leave the valley really has nothing to do with Brother Zhou Xuan. After you go back, Dai Yi comforts him. In the future, if there is a destiny for our senior brothers, we will finally be able to meet again. He He will always be Yi's senior brother, and Yi will always be his junior!" Sima Yi looked back and looked into Linglong Valley, where he could see lush forests, fragrant grasses, butterflies dancing and warblers flying, flowers like haze, his mood was also full of joy. The sky was clear and clear, and he couldn't help but said with emotion, "In the Spirit Dragon Valley, Ziyuan Academy will always be a place that I, Sima Yi, dream about—but I don't know what kind of posture I, Sima Yi, and my classmates will revisit here in the future?"

Like him, Hu Zhao looked back at the mountains and rivers in Linglong Valley, and there was crystal light in his eyes. Sima Yi calmed down, looked away slowly, and suddenly said sadly: "It's a pity, it's a pity, somehow, among the classmates who came to see him off today, Junior Brother Fang Ying was missing." "Brother Sima, you don't have to sigh—Brother Fang Ying will definitely come to see you off. Maybe he is waiting for you somewhere in front!" Hu Zhao suddenly smiled slightly, and said with some meaning, "In Hu's opinion, Brother Sima is really outstanding in knowing people, predicting things, and judging the situation, but sometimes he seems a bit 'smart in big things, but ignorant in small things', maybe he may not even be able to discern clearly what is really going on with his close friends."

"What do you mean by these words?" Although Sima Yi was smart and wise, Hu Zhao's words made him a little confused. Hu Zhao didn't say much, stood where he was, bowed deeply, and said, "Brother Sima, I will send you off for thousands of miles, and I will have to say goodbye at last——Zhao will say goodbye here, and I wish Brother Sima a safe journey!" When it was time to part, Sima Yi, even though he was open-minded by nature, couldn't help but secretly wet his eyes—after a long bow, he stood up, took Niu Jin with him, turned and left resolutely. Walking on the road out of the valley, two lines of tears flowed down his cheeks slowly...

About a stone's throw away, Sima Yi and Niu Jin stopped suddenly: Lin Qiaoer was standing by the side of the road, waving to them both with a smile on her face! "Qiaoer?..." Sima Yi hurried forward, facing Lin Qiaoer and asked anxiously, "Where is Brother Ying? Where is he?..." For some reason, he suddenly realized that Junior Brother Fang Ying held an inexplicable weight in his heart heavy!Lin Qiaoer smiled and stretched out her hand to point to the depths of the woods behind her - Sima Yi didn't care too much, and immediately branched out and ran towards the direction he pointed.

"My lord...wait for me!" Niu Jin was carrying his suitcase and wanted to follow him - but Lin Qiaoer stepped in front of him and said with a smile, "Brother Niu, you don't have to follow him!" !Let the two sons express their parting feelings inside. We just wait outside..." Sima Yi walked forward for dozens of steps, and suddenly his eyes lit up: under the green shade and above the green grass, a handsome scholar in a light crimson robe stood gracefully like a jade willow in the wind.Fragments of sunlight in the forest fell on him like raindrops, splashing a hazy misty beauty——when he looked back, his red lips and teeth, his eyes were like lacquer, and his face was as beautiful as a girl's , but the gentle expression, elegant posture, and chic demeanor seem to be far beyond the comparison of any woman in the world!In Sima Yi's eyes, he was so clean and spotless, as if he had just descended from the sky!

"Ying...Brother Ying..." Sima Yi called out tremblingly, with some deep surprise and some inexplicable hesitation—he almost thought he had misidentified the person.But this familiar and agile figure definitely belonged to Fang Ying! The smile on Fang Ying's cheeks was like a pool of spring water rippling, as if it was going to flow to Sima Yi's heart - he met Sima Yi's gaze with a smile, raised his wrist and slowly took off the hair jade on the top of his head The crown, the hair falls like a waterfall in an instant, and in the breeze, it hangs and flutters like silk ribbons, bringing out the infinite grace and grace!

"It turns out...it turns out..." Sima Yi stared at the beautiful girl who suddenly appeared in front of him—for an instant, he was stunned, dumbfounded, and everything was in a daze... A clear and melodious sound of cranes suddenly swept over the vast forest, and the rhyme lingered among the clouds like a gossamer for a long time. It seemed to have infinite lingering, infinite lingering, infinite retrospect and infinite feelings. "The chirping of this crane is really nice!" Lin Qiaoer, who was leaning on Niu Jin's side, raised her face and looked at the blue sky above the forest.

"Hmm... that's the best sound of cranes I've ever heard." Niu Jin also looked up at the vast sea-like sky, "I think Mr. Sima thinks so too—it might be more important than that." In the future, the ringing of rings and peepers that he will hear all day long in the court hall will be even more pleasant..."