She rolled up her sleeves, grabbed a hen from the chicken coop with her hands and feet, took off her hairpin and stabbed it into the chicken's head. But she saw that the chicken struggled for a moment and did not move. Then she went into the earthen house on the west side with Xu's mother to burn firewood and water. After a while, Xu Wenxiang put the hot hot water out in a wooden basin, put the chicken in it, plucked the hair and washed it, and handed it over to Xu's mother to slaughter.

Then she saw her turn and leave the yard. When she came back, she was holding a bluefish in her hand. She immediately washed the fish and took it into the dirt room to cook with Xu's mother.

After a stick of incense, Xu Wenxiang found a square and short table, placed it in front of Chu Nanfeng, and took out a portion of fried fish from the kitchen, a portion of green vegetables mixed with chicken skin, and smiled and said, "My benefactor, use it for now, the chicken soup will be ready later."

Chu Nanfeng is really free and easy by nature. He heard Xu Wenxiang's greetings, so he didn't hesitate. He raised his chopsticks to taste it, but he felt that the fish meat was crispy on the outside and tender on the inside, moderately crispy on the inside, and the green leaves were crispy and sweet and refreshing. He secretly praised Wenxiang's extraordinary cooking skills in his heart.

After a while, Xu Wenxiang brought the chicken soup again, but it was fragrant and seductive. Chu Nanfeng raised the spoon and sucked it up. He tasted it briefly. He felt the fragrance was full of aftertaste. He couldn't help but look at Xu Wenxiang and smiled, "Smell the fragrance... smell the fragrance... haha, your cooking skills match your name."

I thought that she knew that Qi Zhousheng would send her granddaughter home soon, but Xu's mother was at peace and sighed when she was saying, "Xiang'er lost her father in her early years. She could cook and cook when she was nine years old, so she developed her cooking skills. She originally had the word "xiang" because the aroma of stir-frying is far away. When she was thirteen, people in the village called her smelling fragrance. Oh, it's hard for her."

Chu Nanfeng nodded, but it was not easy to think that most children from poor families were poor, not to mention that they lost their father at a young age. Looking at Xu Wenxiang, who was still swollen in his eyes at this time, thinking of Qi Zhousheng's behavior, he couldn't help but feel emotion that such a beloved man had met an ungrateful, wolf-hearted and dog-hearted person.

It was July 12th, and the moonlight was still good. After Chu Nanfeng had eaten, he looked up at the moonlight, hesitated for a moment, and said to Xu Wenxiang: "How do you know your master?"

Xu Wenxiang hesitated for a moment: "After I gave birth to Cui'er, I saw that... the evil man went out for more than a year and had no news. I was worried that when I went fishing in the lake every day, I would burn incense and worship Buddha, praying to the Bodhisattva to bless him with peace. More than a month later, the master asked me what I saw... I asked me why I went to the monkey to burn incense and pray to Buddha every day, and I would tell the reason." The evil man mentioned in my mouth naturally refers to Qi Zhousheng.

"One day, the master and the master of the annunciation were going to buy items in the village and town. The younger generation just happened to go to the island to burn incense and worship Buddha, so he took the younger generation fishing boat to the island. When the master saw that the younger generation had a sword on the boat, he asked if he could do martial arts..."

Chu Nanfeng heard it and said "Huh". When Xu Wenxiang saw that his face was suspicious, she stopped talking.

It turned out that Chu Nanfeng thought that Ma Xilan's cultivation had reached the realm of divine consciousness when he disappeared. If the master in Xu Wenxiang's mouth was her, it should be possible to see Xu Wenxiang's martial arts depth. People who are familiar with the "Taisu Heart Sutra" have nearly fifty years old and their cultivation should be quite low, at least they should achieve great spiritual consciousness. In amazement, they saw Xu Wenxiang stop talking and said anxiously: "You continue to say..."

Xu Wenxiang nodded: "I used to follow that... the evil man learned a few sword techniques from his master. When the master asked, he answered truthfully. The master asked if he would like to learn skills from her. Naturally, I was willing... but if I want to achieve success in my studies, I could go out to find the evil man, so I sailed to the island to learn skills for two hours every morning. It took me more than three years to learn the master's fur." ​​As he said that, he looked ashamed.

Chu Nanfeng nodded and said with a smile: "With your talent, if you are ten years old and you can learn it at the age of eight, then Qi Zhousheng should not be able to take up your three moves. He is about twenty years old and can learn "Taisu Eleven Styles" in this way in more than three years... He has no experience in fighting the enemy. With my advice and quick response, it is beyond my expectation. It is a good material for martial arts practice."

Xu Wenxiang lowered her head and said shyly: "My benefactor has been too rewarded."

"I have two disciples, so I am very talented. If you are in the quick response, I am inferior to you..." Chu Nanfeng smiled, paused, looked at the sky for a moment, and said, "Can there be a boat going to Dragon King Island at this time?"

Xu Wenxiang was stunned: "My benefactor means? Is it to go to the island to see the master?" At this time, she felt that Chu Nanfeng might know her master, but after hearing this, she guessed that Chu Nanfeng was going to the island to find his master.

Chu Nanfeng nodded: "Your master may be an old friend I haven't seen for many years..."

Xu Wenxiang's face was happy, she stood up, sat down again, frowned slightly, "If my benefactor went to the island at this time, Wenxiang would have to take a boat to see him off, but... it was just that the fairy temple was not allowed to enter without the permission of the master. It was already..."

Chu Nanfeng understood what Xu Wenxiang said, but he thought that if it were a monk temple, he would not be afraid, and the nunnery could not easily overcome the rules. He immediately nodded helplessly.

"If my benefactor doesn't dislike it, I will take a break in my humble house for a night, get up early tomorrow, smell the fragrance and send my benefactor to the island."

Xu's mother said, "The east wing room was once the evil servant's study room, and no one lived in it for a long time, but I cleaned it every day. If my benefactor doesn't dislike it, I will clean it up immediately..."

Chu Nanfeng thought to himself that he could only do this, looked at the tiled house opposite, nodded and said, "Then it's a blessing."

The next morning, Chu Nanfeng followed Xu Wenxiang out of the house, and walked a tea journey to the lakeside in the southwest of Xiannv Lake. In the fog, five or six fishing boats were docked by the lake. Xu Wenxiang came to one of the fishing boats, turned around and smiled at Chu Nanfeng, "My bet, please get on the boat." Then he quickly untied the thick rope tied to the wooden stakes on the shore, stepped onto the boat, raised the oar and supported the rocks on the shore, and then returned to the oar and lightly paddled the lake. With the sound of water, the fishing boat left the shore.

At this time, the morning light was slightly exploring behind the mountain peak in the east, but the lake was still misty. As Xu Wenxiang waved the long pole, the fishing boat was swam like a illusion. When I heard the singing of water birds, there was also the sound of fish leaping. I saw the green and cute sides floating on the water surface, which made people wonder if they were floating in the towering mountains.

After a stick of incense, I saw a large lake island in front of me. The pine trees are green and lying on each other. In the hazy fog, Xu Wenxiang leaned on the fishing boat to a shore, leading the island on Chu Nanfeng, and said as he walked: "My dear, the fairy nun is not far away from it... about a hundred feet away. There is a large bamboo forest in front of the nun, but it is easy to identify."

Chu Nanfeng nodded and smiled, "I didn't expect the scenery of this Fairy Lake is so charming. Just while I was sailing, I saw islands on both sides standing around. How many islands are there in this lake?"

"When I was a child, I followed my mother to fish. I counted back and forth for several months, and I counted them all in all sizes. There were 92 islands, but my mother always said that I had three of them..."

Chu Nanfeng chuckled and said, "I think it's because of the archipelago's islands, if I hadn't looked from the sky, I would have really lost counting it."

While the two talked, they followed the stone path up the hierarchy to a bamboo forest and walked into the path in the forest. But they saw a courtyard surrounded by white walls and green tiles. If it weren't for the large plaque with the golden characters "Fairy House" hanging on the gate, Chu Nanfeng would have thought it was the private courtyard of a wealthy family.

At this time, the sound of chanting chanting with knocking on wooden fish was faintly heard in the temple. On the steps at the door, a young nun was holding a broom and cleaning the fallen leaves on the ground. When he heard the footsteps of the two, the nun looked up and was stunned, but said in surprise: "Sister Wenxiang, when are you back?"

I thought I was very familiar with Xu Wenxiang, but I didn’t speak the tone of a monk. But when I saw Chu Nanfeng behind Xu Wenxiang, I quickly smiled and looked solemn. I raised my right hand to my chest and lowered my head and said, “Namo Amitabha.” But I was not a greeting Chu Nanfeng.

Xu Wenxiang looked at the little nun who looked about sixteen or seventeen years old and smiled slightly: "I came back yesterday... Master Miaohui, can my master be in the temple?"

Miaohui glanced at Chu Nanfeng and responded: "Mr. Chu, the abbot, and Senior Sister Miaojing, went to the town to buy incense paper at the third hour of Yin and Xiangke."

Xu Wenxiang was stunned: "I went so early? Oh... the day after tomorrow is Zhongyuan Festival, and today I forgot about the market in Majia Town." He turned to look at Chu Nanfeng with an apology.

Chu Nanfeng smiled, "The scenery on this island is pleasant. At this time, the morning sun is rising, so I will visit it. I guess they will be back in one or two hours." He was naturally disappointed. He was not in the mood to travel around the mountains and rivers at this time. He saw Xu Wenxiang's face looked self-blame, but he was comforting him.

"The Majia Town is far from this island, and it is still more than 30 miles away from the east coast ferry. Although the master and his friends have martial arts skills, it may take three hours to go back and forth."

"It's okay, you and me indicate where they return and stop the boat, but you can go back first." Chu Nanfeng smiled faintly.

Xu Wenxiang shook her head: "I have nothing important to do at home, so I will accompany my benefactor to walk on the island." After saying that, he bowed to Miaohui and led Chu Nanfeng to the south.

At this time, the morning light broke through the fog, and the dewdrops on the green vines and leaves condensed. The breeze was gentle, but the lake surface was rippling. Xu Wenxiang looked up at the top of the mountain surrounded by green pine trees and said, "There is the highest cliff on the island in that pine forest, and you can look around on it. If Master and the others come back, they can see it at a glance."

Chu Nanfeng looked up at the top of the mountain, and thoughts moved. He gently pressed Xu Wenxiang with his right hand on his left elbow, took a moment of breath, and jumped up. Xu Wenxiang felt his body lighter, but he reached the top of the pine forest. As Chu Nanfeng lightly tapped his feet, he rushed towards the top of the mountain. Xu Wenxiang only felt the sound of wind in his ears, and was amazed. He had already reached the cliff before his soul was settled.

Chu Nanfeng looked around, from the rolling mountains in the mist in the distance, to the islands of various shapes nearby, all of which are covered with green green trees. In the soft morning light, all kinds of birds are flying high and low. More than a dozen fishing boats are flying lightly on the vast lake surface, and the blue-green lake water is bent around, surrounding islands of different sizes.

Chu Nanfeng stared for a moment and sighed, "It's really a water to embrace thousands of mountains, ah..." Thinking of Master Wuzhen in Xuankong Temple, he felt in his heart that the master in Xu Wenxiang's mouth was Ma Xilan. Looking at Xu Wenxiang who was standing beside him, he asked in a deep thought: "Wenxiang... Are you saying that from the skin on your master's hands... she is determined to be a person over fifty years old?"

"Men..." Xu Wenxiang, attracted by the scenery, was suddenly asked by Chu Nanfeng, and was stunned and thought about it carefully. Looking at Chu Nanfeng's puzzled eyes, he nodded: "Men really thinks so..."

Chu Nanfeng did think that Ma Xilan was dead in his heart in the early years, but he had not seen Ma Xilan's remains, and he still had a glimmer of hope. However, after Mu Daocheng passed on the comments left by Yi Wuwei, and after he arrived at the "Hanging Temple", he felt that Ma Xilan was still in the world. He had been thinking about it for nearly a year. If Ma Xilan had not died, why wouldn't he go to Taibai Academy to look for him?

After hearing Xu Wenxiang's words, I thought of what Miao Changning said at the beginning that those who fell into "Qianjisan" would lose their energy. I vaguely guessed that Ma Xilan might have a drastic change in her face after being caught in "Qianjisan". However, if she wanted to use her natural appearance, her mood would be damaged and she would not go to Taibai Academy to find herself.

Thinking of this, Chu Nanfeng felt very sad and thought to himself, if so, Lu Yi, you have wasted seventeen years of support. If I, Chu Nanfeng, were only interested in you because of my beauty, how could I be lonely and obsessed with you for 17 years? You don’t know my heart, you don’t know my heart... In a daze, my heart sat on the cliff like a knife, looking at the sparkling lake and silently speaking.

Xu Wenxiang saw Chu Nanfeng listening to her words, and Junya's face suddenly turned sad. She was so shocked that she dared not speak. She felt that there must be a great relationship between her master and her benefactor. She looked up at the lake and only wanted her to take a boat back to the island quickly.

The two sat and stood on the cliff, and for a long time they were speechless. A feathered falconeria chirped and flew past the two of them. Chu Nanfeng seemed to be awake, and turned to look at Xu Wenxiang who was standing beside him, and said slowly: "You go to the temple first. If your master comes back, don't say I'm here to find her. Let me tell me first?" Although you can see the passing boats on this cliff, if the boatman is sitting in the cabin, Chu Nanfeng's eyes will not be able to see it.

Xu Wenxiang didn't know what was meant for a moment, but when he saw Chu Nanfeng's eyes were like a plea, he couldn't help but nod: "I'll follow the order."

At three o'clock in the afternoon, Xu Wenxiang, who was already in the fairy temple, had not seen his master return. He looked up at the sunny sky and thought that although the weather on the island was cool, the cliffs were towering, and the benefactor would inevitably be exposed to the wind and sun. So he said to Miaohui, who was sitting in meditation: "Noon is here, maybe it's because my benefactor is hungry, so I will go and call me down."

After she came to the temple, she also listened to the matter of saving Chu Nanfeng and Miaohui, but she did not tell Chu Nanfeng about finding her master.

Miaohui nodded: "You can invite your benefactor to rest in the bamboo forest pavilion, and then come to the temple to serve some vegetarian dishes with him..."

Xu Wenxiang responded and walked away quickly. When he was about to reach the cliff, he saw Chu Nanfeng rushing down the air. He only heard him laughing and said, "A boat came to the east, and a man who looked like a monk and a nun stood on the bow of the boat. I guess your master and the others have returned."

Xu Wenxiang was delighted. His lower body was under the pine forest and he could not see the lake. He hurriedly led Chu Nanfeng to take the island path and head to the east to the island shore.

After a while, Xu Wenxiang saw the old and young nun carrying cloth bags and handbags coming up the stone path ahead, but he didn't see his master. He was stunned and rushed forward to meet him and saluted to one of the fifties, saying, "Wenxiang has met the master." He reached out to take the cloth bag full of incense paper on the old nun's back, and then said, "Where is my master?"

The master smiled and said, "Are you back? Your master has gone to Mowang Island."

Xu Wenxiang was stunned when she heard this: "Don't Forget Island?" She grew up in this fairy lake, but she had never heard of "Don't Forget Island". In confusion, she turned around and looked behind her, but she could not see Chu Nanfeng, and she couldn't help but feel surprised.

The master did not notice Chu Nanfeng. When he saw Xu Wenxiang's expression was surprised, he smiled and said, "I think your master has never told you that when the Zhongyuan Festival comes, she will go to Mowang Island to stay for a day or two..."

"Then...whether Mowang Island is in the lake?"

"Mennie has never been to the Mowang Island as your master calls it, but she doesn't know where it is in the lake... She just separated from her at the east bank ferry. Are there any urgent things for you to find her?"

Xu Wenxiang didn't know how to explain for a moment, so she shook her head, looked around, and thought to herself that she would talk about it when she saw Chu Nanfeng.

It turned out that Chu Nanfeng saw only two nuns coming, but he did not see anyone wearing a veil and hat all year round as Xu Wenxiang said. When he was anxious, he flashed into the forest and headed towards the lake shore. With his cultivation, Zi Fei'er could detect it.

When we arrived at the docking place of the boat on the island, we saw a fishing boat sailing lightly on the lake more than ten feet away. There was only an old man carrying a pole on the boat, and there was no one else around us. We couldn't help but feel disappointed. In desperation, we had to follow the path to the fairy temple.

When he was about to turn into the bamboo forest path in front of the fairy temple, he saw Xu Wenxiang walking out of the forest, Chu Nanfeng asked anxiously: "But is there any news about your master?"

Xu Wenxiang shook his head, and after reposting the words of the abbot, the teacher said, "The master said that when the master separated on the east bank, he called the old man Yang from Yang Village to ferry to Mowang Island. This old man Yang knew this. Why wouldn't he go to the ferry on the east bank to wait for his return?"

"Mo Wangdao? Did your master named it himself?" Chu Nanfeng thought in his heart: "That's all that is the case now."

The two of them sailed to the east bank ferry. But they didn't know that they could not see the old man Yang until the sun went down to the west mountain. Xu Wenxiang looked at Chu Nanfeng who was staring at the lake and said, "It is unknown whether this old man Yang may return to the village from the west bank..."

"Do you know where he lives?"

"Yangcun is seven or eight miles away from the village where the younger generation lives. Although the younger generation does not know his house, they can find out his residence when they arrive in the village."

Chu Nanfeng hesitated for a moment: "It's good. When the fishing boat passes through Longwang Island, I'll go to the island to find Old Man Yang, and then wait for me at the pavilion on the island's bamboo forest."

Xu Wenxiang was stunned: "What do you mean by benefactor?"

Chu Nanfeng smiled bitterly on his face, but did not answer. Xu Wenxiang didn't dare to ask again. He sighed secretly and ferried the fishing boat to the shore of Longwang Island. "Once I find Old Man Yang, I will come soon..." Before he finished speaking, he saw that Chu Nanfeng had already raked his body and sank into the forest.

It was already the hour of Xu, but the night was bright. The moonlight shone through the gaps of the forest and fell on the paths in the forest, accompanied by the shadows of trees and spots. Unknown insects sounded around, falling one after another as the footsteps of Chu Nanfeng stepping on the snow without traces.

After about half a cup of tea, Chu Nanfeng came to the bamboo forest outside the fairy temple. After thinking for a while, he finally decided to enter the temple to investigate. He was eager to find out Ma Xilan's whereabouts, but he no longer cared about the rules of the fairy temple.

When I arrived at the wall of the temple on the west side, I heard a murmuring sound of chanting scriptures coming from inside. After a moment of hesitation, I gently tapped my feet and watched a big tree beside the courtyard wall. But I saw a Buddhist temple nearly two meters high and three meters long in front of the temple. Looking through the open door, I saw five nuns sitting cross-legged in the temple chanting scriptures and chanting Buddha's name.

On the north side of the backyard is a row of tiled houses with red windows and white walls. On the east side there are three rows of tiled houses. On the west side is a wooden house with green bamboos on both sides. Chu Nanfeng thought for a moment and guessed that the row on the north side must be the dormitory where the nuns in the temple should be resting, or the kitchen and utility room on the east side.

There are green bamboos around the wooden house on the west side. I think it is the place where the people in the temple live. I guess it is probably where Master Xu Wenxiang lives, but I think the objects in the house may be able to tell whether she is Ma Xilan, whom I have never forgotten. As soon as I think about it, I jumped to the wooden house, and with his skills, I was silent.

I gently pushed open the unlocked wooden door and flashed into the house. I smelled a faint smell of sandalwood. Taking advantage of the moonlight that penetrated the window, I saw a wooden bed facing north and south against the wall, with green quilts neatly stacked on the bed.

There is a long case next to the head of the bed, and there are four treasures of the study on the window. On the side of the clinical side are seven or eight books with blue and white lines laid out on the flat side. A round pier is placed in front of the desk. A wooden box is placed against the wall at the south end of the bed. A long sword is hanging diagonally on the wall on the box. When the eyes look at the sword, my heart is shocked again and tears are almost flowing down. It turns out that this sword is the "blue dragon" he and Ma Xilan are wearing.

Chu Nanfeng was very excited and quickly took off the long sword and stroked the scabbard. He couldn't calm down for a long time. After a long time, he sighed, hung the sword back on the wall, moved to the long desk, and reached out to take off the flat stacked books. However, he saw that the books were all medical books of medicine, and at the bottom of the scriptures was a letter.

Chu Nanfeng took a breath, closed his eyes for a moment, calmed down his mind. He opened the envelope and saw that there were three pieces of letter paper folded inside. He pulled out one from the bottom, leaned against the window, and opened it to see. With his cultivation of seeing things at night and moonlight, he could also see the contents of the letter clearly. He saw that the handwriting was beautiful, which was Ma Xilan's handwriting:

Chu Lang's long-standing understanding: The heaven is sympathetic, but fortunately, I met and knew each other. I was very happy, but I wanted to report to my brother Wang, and I supported each other with him from now on. From then on, I was on the immortal platform and by the Jade Emperor pool, my white hair was old. But I knew that the disaster had caused Xiao Wall and was plotted by the traitor. I felt sad and my husband was not in a state of life or death, but I was fortunately saved by the Master.

When I woke up for more than a month, I realized that my martial arts were lost. I saw wrinkles and folds in my skin. I looked at myself with a mirror, my hair was covered with silver snow, and my face was snatched by the broken flowers. I was afraid and ashamed of myself, thinking that I could not catch my hatred. I thought I was walking like a mountain, and my eyes were at a loss and desolate everywhere.

Now I heard what the Master said, I know that you have already been grateful for your kindness and grudges for me, and I am relieved and wept. But I am weak and hurt my body, so I dare not face you. However, I know that your man’s will be a man and cannot tiring you, and I am the only one who dies in this life.

But I regret that I can no longer care about my husband's style. I almost wanted to go to the academy to peek at you, but I was afraid that I could not avoid my husband's thoughts. In the end, I didn't dare to face my white hair and compete with my hair.

The book has come here, but there is no following. Chu Nanfeng was sad and saw that the paper was dark yellow. Looking at the words "I have already enjoyed my love and grudges for me" in the letter, I knew that this letter must have been written seventeen years ago, shortly after I killed myself on Wushan.

He sighed a long time, took out a piece of letter paper from below and opened it to look:

Twelve years ago, after I left a book, I wanted to turn into dust and return to the earth, but unexpectedly I was rescued by the Master again. I blamed me for being unrighteous. I ignored the grace of Master who spent twenty years to save her. I was ashamed and knelt down to beg for the precepts, but I did not accept it from Master.

Whenever I see a "blue dragon", I still miss my husband's heroic appearance as a jade, and I suffer from the torment of my thoughts. I suspect that I feel weak and I see things. I bury the "blue dragon" under a tree, but I still can't get away from the voice and smile of my husband's dream.

Master De told Mr. Wu Liu's "Fu Leisure" by Mr. Wu Liu, but he didn't expect what Mr. Wu Liu was sad, but he only wanted to get what he wanted. He wished to be a shadow in the daytime, always based on the shape, west and east, and at night, and at night, and at the two pillars of jade, and at the bamboo, and as a fan in the bamboo, and sorrow in the soft grip, and at the wood, and as a tung choir on his knees.

Fortunately, the power of wishes is to be able to recite scriptures clearly, and I can only realize the longevity of true feelings. It is not stopped in the years of separation, like a lonely lamp with a stern and compassionate lamp, or a filial son with fragrance.

When the Master passed away, he also lost all his life to me, making me breathless. However, the will of heaven was hard to disobey. In the past ten days, I felt that my energy was fading and my spirit was weak and my energy was weak. I knew that my life was not long, and I was afraid that my husband would be angry. If I had not chosen another partner because of my life, I would have made mistakes. One is to be unfilial to my ancestors and cut off the bloodline of the Chu family. The other is to be emptied of my feelings and to cause my sins to aggravate.

Therefore, I left this book and sent it to you a letter twelve years ago. My husband is wise and should know my affection. If I fulfill my wish, I should come to the grave to tell you a little wine and drink. Only then can I be ashamed and smile without regrets.

Green follows the pen.

Although I thought Ma Xilan was not dead, Chu Nanfeng's hands trembled slightly after reading this letter, and he couldn't help but feel in his heart, and tears finally slid down.
Chapter completed!