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　　離了羅浮山，往南行進了幾百里，又是一座城。
　　道路兩旁柳樹成蔭，柳延坐在沈玨身旁，剛想說風光秀美，一陣風忽而吹過，頭頂柳枝搖晃著，搖下幾片落葉。
　　一葉而知秋。
　　已經是秋天了。
　　一路遊山玩水，行程緩慢，不知不覺離山已經兩月，柳延玩著手中柳葉，問沈玨到哪裡了，沈玨說：“前面好像是雍城。”
　　雍城。竟然故地重遊了。
　　一路走來，也不曾有目的地，走在道上哪裡好玩就往哪裡走，到了分岔口，也是看哪裡景色秀美往哪裡去。道路崎嶇不平，卻將他們帶到這裡——相遇相識之地。或許冥冥之中真有天意。柳延回身，沖著車內打盹的那人笑起來，道：“伊墨，前面是雍城了。”
　　伊墨咕噥一句，怎麼到這裡來了，又懶洋洋地吩咐沈玨：“進城。”
　　
　　入了城門，大道上零零散散的行人，或是背著包袱的旅人，或是擔著貨物的小販，或是挑著柴火入城的伙夫……兩百多年光陰過去了，這座城看上去並沒有任何改變，縣衙門前立著衙役，街頭飄蕩著小販們的吆喝，瓜攤還是那個瓜攤，茶棚還是那個茶棚，城樓還是往昔模樣，只是有些舊了。
　　兩百多年光陰，一切都未曾改變，只是這座城裡再也沒有認識他，他也認識的人。真正物是人非。
　　柳延在樹下站了片刻，順著記憶走到一家客棧前停下，客棧也還是那家客棧，牌匾不曾改過一個字，同這城裡的一切，手藝技藝祖祖孫孫傳承，只是記憶裡紅光滿面的老掌櫃，變成了櫃檯裡風華正茂的青年人。
　　三人點了幾樣小菜，柳延問一旁站著的夥計：“你家的杏酒還有嗎？”夥計響亮地應了一聲：“有。”
　　酒送上來，三人面前一人一盞，連味道都還是那個味道，酸澀中帶著辛辣，後味卻是醇厚的甘甜。
　　這些東西，老子傳給兒子，兒子再傳給兒子，一代交付一代，一代繼承一代，老的死去，新的出生。
　　如果沒有大的動盪，這些東西，將會千年萬年地傳承下去，如日與月的更迭，亙古不變。
　　他們都在先輩們曾生活的地方生活，辛勤勞作，歡笑豐收。變化微小的可以忽略不計。
　　柳延想去沈宅看看，看看那裡，又會是怎樣一副光景。
　　
　　出了客棧，柳延走在前面，穿過烏衣巷，繞過兩栖彎，踱過清風橋——這座橋還是他捐銀修建的，又在陰涼的巷道裡走了一段路，終於站在了曾經住過的院門前。
　　朱紅大門上的環扣還是獅頭扣，柳延回頭看了眼伊墨與沈玨，眼底有著淡淡的近鄉情怯。
　　“叩門。”伊墨說。
　　柳延握住門環，沒有再猶豫，叩響了門扉。
　　迎出來的卻是宅院主人，透過縫隙掃了他們一眼，不知為何，臉上竟露出一種欣喜若狂。
　　“公子是旅人？”中年人的欣喜不過一瞬，很快恢復了鎮定，他的五官有一種清麗，眉眼是安之若素的平緩，自有一副氣定神閑。
　　即使上了年歲，眼神也是清明，而非尋常人家的渾濁，見了三人的打扮，便敲定了他們的身份。
　　出門在外，又是遊玩，自然不能隱去身形，所以連伊墨都束了發，做了尋常打扮，也是不想惹人耳目，平白掃了遊玩的興致。
　　“是，”柳延行了禮，道：“走得累了，想討碗水喝。多有叨擾。”
　　中年人卻將他們迎進來，入了正廳，正式備了飯席，又準備酒水，親自陪席。這般熱情款待，倒是有些莫名其妙。
　　看出他們的疑惑，主人道：“實不相瞞，家中內眷待產，依本地風俗……”
　　他未說完，柳延便懂了，連忙擺手示意不必詳解，這風俗他還是懂的——依雍城風俗，孩子要生的那月初一，頭一個上門的客，無論親疏遠近，抑或行人商賈，是男子，就是生男，是女子便生女。未必詳准，卻是本地的風俗。是以他們一家上門，恰好是初一，又是這家的頭一個客。
　　當真是湊巧。
　　只是這深宅大戶，怎麼會連日落時分了，都一個客都無有？也是奇怪。柳延見主人氣度不凡，想來也不會太拘禮，便問了。
　　果然主人道：“說來也怪，往日裡無事都有賓客迎門，偏偏今日，這個時辰了，還未有一人來過。”說著自己道：“看來我家這未出生的孩子與三位客人實在有緣。”
　　柳延也覺得有緣，有了這麼一出，四人坐在席上，俱是放開了，飲著酒，說一說閒話。說著說著，柳延才想起來問：“老先生貴姓？”
　　“啊，”主人也剛想起，自己忘了介紹一番，頓時有些不好意思，連忙道：“老夫姓沈。”
　　“……沈？”柳延本能的看了看身旁伊墨，又看了看沈玨，面上古怪起來，“莫非是那戶被下令抄斬的……”
　　“正是，”沈老爺笑道：“客人年紀雖輕，知道的事卻不少。”
　　柳延望著他的臉，也不知是不是心理有了依託，依稀從那張臉上，見到了申海——沈海的影子。沒料到會遇到沈家後人，柳延一時有些反應不過來，怔怔坐在那裡。這時伊墨道：“我兒子也姓沈。”
　　沈玨莫名其妙就被推出了，雖是不解，卻也見招拆招，連忙行禮道：“在下沈玨。”
　　
　　沈老爺愣了一下：“沈玨？”這名字著實耳熟，仿佛在哪裡聽過，一時卻又想不起來。忍不住又看向伊墨，見他氣勢不凡，實在看不出是這麼大孩子的爹，又覺得這是隱私，便不好問出口，只好笑道：“果真有緣。不知三位要去哪裡，若是不急著趕路，不如在這裡留兩日，我也好盡地主之誼。”
　　柳延本就想在這宅中看看，既然主人都挽留，也就應承下來。住上兩日，在這城中走走，四處逛逛，再繼續前行。
　　坐在席上，又閒談了片刻，沈老爺才喚下人，帶他們三人去客房。
　　三人跟著一個少年僕人身後慢慢走著，一邊四處打量，全然是一個陌生的宅子，亭臺樓閣，水榭蓮塘，桃林小軒美人廊，層層鋪疊，逐次展開。
　　也許是沈家重新掙回自己的名字不容易，也不知花了多少心血，才買回這處老宅，重修園子。沈宅又成了沈宅。
　　可這宅中主子，卻也不知換了多少代。
　　
　　沿途忽而聞到一股暗香，在空氣裡忽遠忽近的浮動著，也不知是什麼花的香味，柳延停下步，問那僕人這是什麼香。
　　僕人嗅了嗅，道：“原先是沒有的，小人也不知。”柳延心中更是好奇，非要弄個明白，那僕人也有些好奇，因知道他們是貴客，也不輕慢，便小跑著去找人問，三問兩問，問到管家那處去了。管家連忙跑過來，揮退了僕人，乾脆自己帶著他們三人去尋那暗香由來。
　　沿著蓮池走一段，便是一道小徑，小徑過後卻是一間庵堂。
　　柳延在庵堂前住了腳，那庵堂雖已重新修繕過，不再是往昔模樣，他卻一眼認得，這是兩百多年前，他還是沈清軒時，母親修行的地方。
　　庵堂的臺階下，蔥蔥郁鬱植著些蘭花，這個時節，這些蘭草卻吐了花苞，雖未綻開，已然暗香萌動。
　　管家也覺得意外，連忙道：“這還是前年從南邊運來的蘭花，種了一年多一直未開花，都只當是選錯了花系，不料今日卻開了。”又道：“三位果然與我家有緣。”說著連忙帶他們去休息，自己匆匆回稟老爺。
　　主僕二人想了許久，最後沈老爺道，“今日一天無賓客上門，又因他們到來，蘭花吐苞，這三人氣度不凡，便是有什麼，也該是吉兆，或許暗喻著什麼，又豈是你我能猜得透的。”說著灑脫一笑，揮推管家，閉門重新拾起書來看。
　　看了兩行，腦中突然一閃念，沈玨，可不是陳文帝身旁那位大將軍嗎？
　　爺爺在世時，同他說過，這將軍是沈家人。或者說，非人。
　　這種機密，自然也傳與長子，他便是沈家第十九代長孫。
　　雖然覺得狐疑，卻也沒有猶豫，沈老爺打開門，步伐匆匆走向沈家祠堂。
　　
　　重新修建的祠堂，裡面祖先牌位也都一一擺放好了，重新修邊整理謄抄的族譜也收在盒子裡。
　　沈老爺打開木盒，取出族譜來，細細翻閱，在祠堂裡呆了一個時辰，出來後又匆匆趕往別院，叩開了柳延的房門。
　　柳延一家三口正在談論沈家的事，果然現今的沈老爺，是申海的孫子，陳文帝一死，申海第二年也跟著死了，其時申海長子入仕五年，一直在太子宮當差，陳文帝一死，太子登基，不過十年時間，他便完成了父親一輩子未完成的心願，讓沈家百年冤屈得以昭雪。
　　只是從此家訓裡多了一樣，子子孫孫，不得再入仕途。
　　剛說到這裡，房門便被叩響了。
　　
　　伊墨似是有些無奈，揉了揉額角道：“沈家人，都是難纏的。”說著手一揮，房門自己開了。
　　柳延從他話裡聽出兩分意思，望著門外沈老爺，心裡計較一番，便坐著不動了。
　　沈老爺走進去，認真打量著沈玨，許久才道：“可是那位突然交出虎符，而後消失于世的沈將軍？”
　　沈玨已經從兩位父親身上琢磨出了意思，頓了一下，道：“正是。”
　　沈老爺便跪下了。
　　他若跪的是另外兩人也就作罷，偏偏跪的是沈玨，頭頂上還壓著一雙長輩，哪裡能叫他起來，連忙看向伊墨道：“父親。”
　　伊墨理也不理。
　　沈玨又道：“爹。”
　　柳延擺擺手：“與我何干，你自便。”
　　也就是這兩聲呼喚，讓跪在地上的沈老爺豁然開朗，抬頭看向伊墨問：“這位……可是姓伊？”
　　伊墨“嗯”了一聲，說：“你起來。”
　　沈老爺站起身，這屋中四人，心頭各自明白，也無須多言。
　　柳延起身道：“我們該走了。”
　　沈老爺看向他，“公子姓柳？”
　　柳延道：“也可姓沈。”
　　沈老爺又要跪，被柳延一手托住，淡淡道：“我這命來之不易，雖有前塵往事，於我來說也早已作罷，論起年紀大小，你這一跪，怕是要折我的壽。”
　　簡單幾句話，沈老爺跪也不是，不跪也不是，先人在前卻不跪，豈不是不肖子孫？
　　柳延“呵”地笑了一聲，“你該知道，我也不是什麼禮俗約束的人，何必在這點小事上糾葛不放？”
　　沈老爺自然想起來家族流傳的故事，沈家第十三代長孫，與妖相親，如同夫婦，且撫養一子。
　　沈老爺應了一聲，站在一旁，才問：“你們要去哪裡？”
　　“不知道。”柳延說。他是實話實說，聽的人卻以為他刻意隱瞞，卻也無可奈何，即便他有心侍奉，又哪裡比得過天高海闊的快活，在他心中，這三人都是半仙了，也不敢約束，只道：“說好住兩日再走，如何就不肯留了？”
　　“自在慣了。”伊墨說，揚起眉望著他的誠惶誠恐，道：“告辭。”
　　沈玨過去開了門，三人魚貫而出，剛邁出步伐，卻聽身後沈老爺道：“伊公子留步，有一事……”
　　“何事？”伊墨問。
　　“當年沈家遭難，逃難中族譜殘損了一部分，重新修訂時……”
　　“嗯？”
　　“我爹將您的名字，放在了先祖沈清軒旁邊。……不知可妥？”
　　見院中三人臉色俱是微妙，沈老爺真正惶恐起來，連忙道：“只因那山中石碑，‘未亡人’三字雨打風吹尚未消退，所以家父便做主……”
　　伊墨打斷了他的話：“妥。”
　　“什麼？”
　　伊墨靜站在那處，認真地又重複了一遍：“妥得很！”
　　說著看向柳延，柳延也正直直地望著他，眼神相接，眼底各自含笑。
　　真正是萬水千山都看過，最後閉目輕歎一聲——原來你在這裡！

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Leaving Luofu Mountain and traveling south for several hundred miles, there is another city.

There were willow trees on both sides of the road. Liu Yan was sitting next to Shen Jue. Just as he was about to say that the scenery was beautiful, a gust of wind suddenly blew by, and the willow branches above his head swayed, shaking off a few fallen leaves.

One leaf can herald the coming of autumn.

It’s already autumn.

They traveled slowly along the way, and before they knew it, two months had passed since they left the mountain. Liu Yan played with the willow leaves in his hand and asked Shen Jue where he was. Shen Jue said, “It seems to be Yongcheng ahead . “

Yongcheng . I actually revisited the old place.

They had no destination in mind. They just went wherever they liked. When they reached a fork in the road, they went wherever they saw the most beautiful scenery. The road was bumpy, but it brought them here—the place where they met and got to know each other. Perhaps there was a will of heaven. Liu Yan turned around, smiled at the person who was napping in the car, and said, “Yi Mo, Yongcheng is ahead . “

Yi Mo muttered, “Why are you here?" and lazily told Shen Jue, “Go into the city."

After entering the city gate, there were scattered pedestrians on the street, some were travelers carrying bags, some were peddlers carrying goods, some were cooks carrying firewood into the city… More than two hundred years have passed, and the city does not seem to have changed at all. There are yamen runners standing in front of the county government office, the shouts of peddlers are floating in the streets, the melon stall is still the same melon stall, the tea stall is still the same tea stall, and the city tower is still the same as before, but a little old.

Over two hundred years have passed, and nothing has changed, except that no one in this city knows him or anyone he knows anymore. Things and people have truly changed.

Liu Yan stood under the tree for a moment, then walked to an inn according to his memory and stopped. The inn was still the same inn, the plaque had not changed a single word, and like everything in this city, the craftsmanship was passed down from generation to generation, but the old shopkeeper with a rosy face in his memory had become a young man in his prime behind the counter.

The three of them ordered a few side dishes. Liu Yan asked the waiter standing nearby, “Do you have any more apricot wine?" The waiter answered loudly, “Yes."

The wine was served, and each of the three people had a glass. Even the taste was the same, sour and spicy, but with a mellow sweet aftertaste.

These things are passed down from father to son, and from son to son, from one generation to the next, and from one generation to the next. The old die and the new are born.

If there is no major upheaval, these things will be passed down for thousands and thousands of years, like the alternation of the sun and the moon, unchanged forever.

They all live in the same place where their ancestors once lived, working hard, laughing and harvesting. The minor changes can be ignored.

Liu Yan wanted to go to Shen’s house to see what the situation was like there.

After leaving the inn, Liu Yan walked in front, passed through Wuyi Lane, went around the Amphibious Bend, and walked across Qingfeng Bridge – this bridge was built with silver he donated. He walked for a while in the shady alley and finally stood in front of the gate of the courtyard where he once lived.

The ring buckle on the vermilion door was still a lion head buckle. Liu Yan looked back at Yi Mo and Shen Jue, with a hint of homesickness in his eyes.

“Knock on the door." Yi Mo said.

Liu Yan grabbed the door knocker and knocked on the door without hesitation.

The one who came out to greet them was the owner of the house. He glanced at them through the gap, and for some reason, there was a look of ecstasy on his face.

“Sir, are you a traveler?" The middle-aged man’s joy lasted only a moment, and he quickly regained his composure. His facial features were beautiful, his eyebrows and eyes were calm and composed, and he looked relaxed.

Even at his age, his eyes were clear, not the cloudy eyes of ordinary people. After seeing the three people’s attire, he was able to determine their identities.

When going out for fun, one naturally cannot hide one’s figure, so even Yi Mo tied up his hair and dressed casually, as he did not want to attract attention and ruin his fun.

“Yes," Liu Yan bowed and said, “I’m tired from walking, so I’d like to have a bowl of water. Sorry to bother you."

The middle-aged man welcomed them in, into the main hall, and prepared a formal meal, prepared drinks, and personally accompanied them. This kind of warm hospitality was somewhat inexplicable.

Seeing their confusion, the host said, “To be honest , my wife is expecting a baby, and according to local customs…"

Before he finished speaking, Liu Yan understood and waved his hand to indicate that there was no need to explain in detail. He still understood this custom. According to Yongcheng ’s custom, on the first day of the month when the child is to be born, the first guest who comes to the house, regardless of whether he is a relative or a traveler or a merchant, will give birth to a boy if he is a man, and a girl if he is a girl if he is a woman. It may not be accurate, but it is the local custom. So their family came to the house on the first day of the month and they were the first guests of the house.

What a coincidence.

But how could such a big house not have any guests even at sunset? It was strange. Seeing that the host was very generous, Liu Yan thought he would not be too formal, so he asked.

As expected, the host said, “It’s strange. In the past, there were always guests coming to the door even when there was nothing to do. But today, at this time, no one has come yet." He said to himself, “It seems that my unborn child is really destined to have these three guests."

Liu Yan also felt that it was predestined. With this happening, the four of them sat at the table and relaxed, drinking and chatting . As they were talking, Liu Yan remembered to ask, “What’s your name, old gentleman?"

“Ah," the host just remembered that he forgot to introduce himself, and suddenly felt a little embarrassed, and hurriedly said, “My last name is Shen."

“…Shen?" Liu Yan instinctively looked at Yi Mo beside him, then at Shen Jue, with a strange look on his face, “Could it be that the family was ordered to be executed…"

“That’s right," Mr. Shen said with a smile, “Although the guest is young, he knows a lot."

Liu Yan looked at his face, not knowing whether it was because he had psychological support, but vaguely saw the shadow of Shen Hai – Shen Hai from that face. Unexpectedly, he met a descendant of the Shen family. Liu Yan was a little overwhelmed and sat there in a daze . At this time, Yi Mo said: “My son’s surname is also Shen."

Shen Jue was pushed out for no apparent reason. Although he was puzzled, he was able to counter the move and quickly saluted and said, “I am Shen Jue ."

Mr. Shen was stunned for a moment: “Shen Jue?" This name is really familiar, as if I have heard it somewhere, but I can’t remember it for a moment. I can’t help but look at Yi Mo again. Seeing that he has an extraordinary aura, it is really hard to tell that he is the father of such a big child. I also think that this is a private matter, so I can’t ask it out loud. I can only smile and say: “It’s really fate. I don’t know where you three are going. If you are not in a hurry , why don’t you stay here for two days, I can also do my best to be a good host."

Liu Yan had originally wanted to take a look around this house , and since the owner had asked him to stay, he agreed. He would stay for two days, walk around the city, and then continue on his way.

After sitting at the table and chatting for a while, Mr. Shen called the servants to take the three of them to the guest room.

The three of them followed a young servant and walked slowly, looking around. It was a completely unfamiliar house, with pavilions, towers, waterside terraces, lotus ponds, peach groves, small pavilions, and beauty galleries, all stacked up layer by layer and unfolding one by one.

Perhaps it was not easy for the Shen family to regain their reputation, and who knows how much effort they put into buying back this old house and rebuilding the garden. The Shen’s house became the Shen’s house again.

of this house has changed.

Suddenly, he smelled a faint fragrance along the way, floating in the air, sometimes far away, sometimes near. He didn’t know what flower it was. Liu Yan stopped and asked the servant what the fragrance was.

The servant sniffed and said, “It wasn’t there before, and I don’t know." Liu Yan was even more curious and wanted to find out. The servant was also a little curious, because he knew they were honored guests, so he didn’t treat them lightly, so he ran to ask someone, and after asking a few questions, he found the housekeeper. The housekeeper hurried over, waved away the servant, and took the three of them to find the source of the subtle fragrance.

After walking along the lotus pond for a while, you will come to a path, and behind the path is a nunnery.

Liu Yan stopped in front of the nunnery. Although the nunnery had been renovated and was no longer the same as before, he recognized it at a glance. This was the place where his mother practiced Buddhism more than two hundred years ago when he was still Shen Qingxuan.

there are some lush orchids. At this time of the year, these orchids have buds, and although they have not bloomed yet, they are already giving off a subtle fragrance.

The housekeeper was also surprised and said quickly: “These are orchids that were shipped from the south two years ago. They have been planted for more than a year and have never bloomed. We thought we had chosen the wrong flower type, but unexpectedly they bloomed today." He added: “The three of you are really destined to be with my family." After saying that, he quickly took them to rest and hurriedly reported to the master.

The master and servant thought for a long time, and finally Master Shen said, “There are no guests today, and because of their arrival, the orchids are in bud. These three people are extraordinary. Even if there is something, it should be a good omen. Maybe it is a metaphor for something, but how can you and I guess it." After saying this, he smiled freely, waved the butler away , closed the door, and picked up the book again.

After reading two lines, a thought suddenly flashed through my mind: Shen Jue, isn’t he the great general beside Emperor Chen Wen?

When his grandfather was alive, he told him that this general was a member of the Shen family. Or in other words, he was not a human.

This secret was naturally passed on to the eldest son, who was the 19th generation grandson of the Shen family.

Although he felt suspicious, he did not hesitate. Mr. Shen opened the door and hurried towards the Shen family ancestral hall.

In the newly rebuilt ancestral hall, the ancestral tablets were all placed in place, and the newly trimmed and transcribed family tree was also kept in a box.

Mr. Shen opened the wooden box, took out the family tree, and read it carefully. He stayed in the ancestral hall for an hour, and then hurried to the villa and knocked on Liu Yan’s door.

Liu Yan’s family of three were discussing the affairs of the Shen family. Sure enough, the current Mr. Shen is the grandson of Shen Hai. When Emperor Chen Wen died, Shen Hai also died the following year. At that time, Shen Hai’s eldest son had been an official for five years and had been serving in the Prince’s Palace. When Emperor Chen Wen died, the prince ascended the throne. In just ten years, he completed his father’s lifelong wish and redressed the Shen family’s century-old grievances.

However, from then on, there was one more thing added to the family motto: no one, descendant or grandchild, was allowed to enter the officialdom.

Just as he said this, there was a knock on the door.

Yi Mo seemed a little helpless. He rubbed his forehead and said, “The Shen family is all difficult to deal with." With a wave of his hand, the door opened by itself.

Liu Yan heard some meaning in his words, looked at Master Shen outside the door, thought for a while, and then sat still.

Master Shen walked in and looked at Shen Jue carefully. After a long while, he asked, “But what about the General Shen who suddenly handed over the tiger talisman and then disappeared from the world?"

Shen Jue had figured out what the two fathers meant. He paused and said, “That’s right."

Mr. Shen knelt down.

If it was the other two people he was kneeling on , he would have given up, but it was Shen Jue who was kneeling, and there were two elders pressing on his head, so there was no way he could get up. He quickly looked at Yi Mo and said, “Father."

Yi Mo ignored him.

Shen Jue said again: “Dad."

Liu Yan waved his hand: “It has nothing to do with me, please do as you please."

It was these two calls that made Mr. Shen, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly enlightened. He looked up at Yi Mo and asked, “Is this… your surname Yi?"

Yi Mo hummed and said, “Get up."

Mr. Shen stood up. The four people in the room understood what was going on in their hearts, so there was no need to say more.

Liu Yan stood up and said, “We should go."

Mr. Shen looked at him and asked, “Young Master, your surname is Liu?"

Liu Yan said: “You can also take the surname Shen."

Master Shen was about to kneel again, but Liu Yan held him up with one hand and said calmly, “My life was hard-earned. Although there are past events, I have already let them go. Considering your age, I am afraid that kneeling by you will shorten my life."

In a few simple words, Mr. Shen is in a bad position to kneel or not to kneel. If he does not kneel in front of his ancestors, isn’t he an unfilial descendant?

Liu Yan laughed, “You should know that I am not someone who is bound by etiquette and customs. Why should I bother about such a small matter?"

Mr. Shen naturally thought of the story passed down in the family, that the eldest grandson of the thirteenth generation of the Shen family had a blind date with a demon, and they were like a couple, and raised a son.

Mr. Shen responded and stood aside before asking, “Where are you going?"

“I don’t know." Liu Yan said. He was telling the truth, but the listeners thought he was deliberately hiding something. However, he could do nothing about it. Even if he wanted to serve, how could it compare to the joy of being in the vast sea and sky? In his mind, these three people were all semi-immortals, so he didn’t dare to restrict them. He just said, “We agreed to stay for two days before leaving. Why don’t you want to stay?"

“I’m used to being at ease." Yi Mo said, raised his eyebrows and looked at his fear and trepidation, and said, “Goodbye."

Shen Jue went over to open the door, and the three of them filed out. Just as they took a step, they heard Master Shen behind them say, “Master Yi, please stay. I have something to tell you…"

“What’s the matter?" Yi Mo asked.

“The Shen family suffered a disaster back then, and part of the family tree was damaged during the escape. When it was revised…"

“Um?"

“My father put your name next to our ancestor Shen Qingxuan. …I wonder if that’s okay?"

Seeing the three people in the courtyard all had strange expressions, Master Shen became really panicked and said quickly: “It’s because the three words ‘widow’ on the stone tablet in the mountain have not faded away despite the rain and wind, so my father made the decision…"

Yi Mo interrupted him: “Okay."

“What?"

Yi Mojing stood there and repeated it seriously: “Very well!"

As he said this, he looked at Liu Yan, who was also looking straight at him. Their eyes met, and there was a smile in both of their eyes.

I have truly seen thousands of mountains and rivers, and finally closed my eyes and sighed – so you are here!