Chapter 1851 [Shangxie] Memories
The blindfold was very long, and a long piece of white cloth was flying behind her head.
She held onto the wall, sword in hand, and walked slowly and steadily.
Not far away, outside the window of her room, a young man in brocade clothes leaned against a tree trunk on the cliff with his arms folded. His eyes were quietly reflecting the figure whiter than snow, with a complex emotion in his eyes.
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Fuyi Pavilion was her exclusive place. In order to build this attic perched on the cliff, the entire Piaomiao Mountain had put in a lot of effort.
Having lived here for many years, Xia Fuyi could have walked with her eyes closed a long time ago. However, after being away for so many years, she was still a little slow when she really wanted to walk with her eyes closed. By the time she slowly reached the back mountain, half an hour had passed.
This is the back of Fuyi Pavilion, which is vertically connected to the stone platform behind the bluestone hall.
So the same waterfall plunging down from the mountain wall, forming a huge natural lake here, and then continuing to flow down.
The location of Fuyi Pavilion was decided by the sect leader himself. Even this lake was turned into Xia Fuyi's personal territory. On a whim, he ordered people to cut down all the trees here and make a pleasant lawn. In spring, dandelions bloom all over the mountains. When the wind blows, the petals float all the way to the bluestone hall above.
As for the Lancui Lake on the lake, it was of course also the order of the sect master. A mere Fuyi Pavilion cost the Tianji Sect a lot of manpower, material resources and financial resources under the sect master's order. There were also many rumors in the sect because of this. When Xia Fuyi went to practice sword, there were disciples who were not afraid of death and came up to make fun of him.
Thinking back now, all those teasings still seemed to ring in her ears, but now she even felt unfamiliar with the back mountain where she used to sleep often.
The girl in white stood in the vast and silent wind, her face tied with white cloth looking around blankly, but she didn't know which direction to find Xia Fuyan's tombstone.
Until a slight sound was heard, she turned her head alertly.
A moment later, there was another noise.
It was like the sound of stones hitting each other, very crisp, and she soon understood what was happening. After a moment's silence, she walked slowly and silently towards the source of the sound.
Until she reached a certain position, the knocking sound suddenly disappeared, then she took a small step forward cautiously and slowly stretched out her hand.
The slender fingers fumbled aimlessly in the air for a while, and finally touched a cold stone tablet.
Xia Fuyi then calmed down.
His hands stopped moving.
She was frozen in the early winter wind and sunshine, like a fossil that was gradually turning gray.
Not far away, Mu Ningqing, who had followed the girl all the way here, darkened his eyes, quietly leaned his head against the tree trunk, and sighed silently.
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Xia Fuyi's original name was not Xia Fuyi, and Xia Fuyan's original name was not Xia Fuyan.
They were just two beggars who escaped from the ruins when their country was destroyed and their city was ruined. They had been in exile for so long that they didn't even remember their own names.
They didn't even know their own birthdays or hometowns, and they recognized each other as sisters based on their height, although this was actually just a decision made by Xia Fuyan on her own initiative.
Before being picked up by the leader of the Tianji Sect, the two of them had been dependent on each other, although this was actually Xia Fuyan's own idea.
Fu Yi has been like a piece of ice since she was a child. She is not good at speaking and has no expression. At one point, her friends who competed with them for territory and food thought she was a mute.
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