Iron Snow Clouds

Chapter 1577 Heat

Just as he was thinking about it, Chen Wenyuan said, "Don't think about it. Even if it's the same person, the reason for sleepwalking may not be the same every time."

"Yes." Wu Xunsheng said.

In fact, when Wu Xunsheng asked Chen Wenyuan "Why isn't she here?" while sleepwalking, he thought he had entered the inner quarters of Henglianju. Since Tie Hongyan's shadow often appeared in Wu Xunsheng's eyes along the way, he often wondered what happened to her, and it was easier for him to dream about her at night.

On the second day that Wu Xunsheng was on Jingxi Mountain, it snowed again. After the snow stopped, a bright sun appeared in the sky.

When the sun set, it was much brighter than the day before.

Wu Xunsheng followed Chen Wenyuan to the mountain where snow-white grass grew.

Chen Wenyuan came up again with the Lianqing Shakuhachi.

Before Wu Xunsheng began to water the snow-freezing grass, Chen Wenyuan cast a spell on a large rock. The snow on the rock disappeared, and Chen Wenyuan sat on the rock.

Wu Xunsheng felt the hot air coming out of the big stone, so he tested it with his hand and said, "Master Chen's magic is really extraordinary."

Chen Wenyuan said, "In fact, I no longer care about my magic. No matter how powerful my magic is, it is always limited. Born in such a turbid world, no matter how powerful my magic is or how good my martial arts are, I will always feel helpless. The helplessness I felt many years ago is still deeply engraved in my heart. Perhaps, when I look at the snow on Jingxi Mountain and breathe the air in the mountains, I can feel that there is still purity in the world. As for the outside world, whether it is clean or not, does it matter? Every day, I sit here, watching the sunset, playing the shakuhachi, whether I can get a response or not, I will breathe the air in the mountains, look far away, look near. I can't see people's hearts here, not only can I not see other people's hearts, but also my own heart."

Chen Wenyuan sighed and said to Wu Xunsheng, "Water the snow-cold grass!"

Wu Xunsheng then started to water the snow-free grass drop by drop with the watering can that Chen Wenyuan had given him.

Chen Wenyuan looked at the sunset and played the shakuhachi again.

The setting sun dyed Chen Wenyuan's white hair with some color, and also shone on the Lianqing Shakuhachi he was playing. For many years, when the sun set, Chen Wenyuan always played songs with Lianqing Shakuhachi in this place. In the past, his songs were full of infinite pain, but at this moment, his songs did not seem as heavy as before.

When Wu Xunsheng was watering the snow-free grass, he heard that the feeling of Chen Wenyuan's playing was different from the feeling of the music he played at sunset the day before. Of course, it was even more different from the feeling of the music Wu Xunsheng heard when he first climbed this mountain.

After Wu Xunsheng finished watering, Chen Wenyuan cast a spell on the big rock, and soon the rock stopped emitting steam.

Wu Xunsheng followed Chen Wenyuan back to his house.

That night, Wu Xunsheng did not sleepwalk.

On the third day, when the sun was setting, Wu Xunsheng followed Chen Wenyuan to the top of the mountain again.

It didn't snow that day, and the sun was brighter in the evening than the day before.

Chen Wenyuan still went up with the Lian Qing Shakuhachi. He cast a spell on the big stone like he did the day before, and then sat on the steaming big stone.

Wu Xunsheng said: "Master Chen, look, the sun is getting brighter at this time these days."

Chen Wenyuan said: "Yes, look at your face, it is full of sunshine."

Wu Xunsheng smiled and said, "So does Chen Fangshi."

(End of this chapter)