Ouyang Rong and Rong Zhen stayed there.

Rong Zhen looked elsewhere and said, "Okay, save you trouble."

Ouyang Rong looked around and said, "Wait a moment..."

At this moment, Rong Zhen suddenly left and said:

"Someone, I will leave first."

Ouyang Rong turned around and looked at him, and a familiar figure appeared.

"Tanlang?"

Li Dalang came from a distance and asked curiously:

"Why are you here? Why are you doing here at Amei's tent?"

Ouyang Rong coughed: "I was on the night just now, it was almost dawn, and I wanted to find my junior sister."

Li Dalang said, "Look for her, Miss Xie just left."

“Where to go.”

"I just met her. It seemed that someone from Xie's side came to find her. Now she is in Hanyang County. She should have gone to pick her up and asked us not to wait for her."

Halfway through Li Dalang, he found that Ouyang Rong had quieted down.

Subconsciously said:

"Are you okay?"

Ouyang Rong shook his head: "It's okay, I'll leave first."

Li Dalang said unfortunately:

"Wait, Tan Lang, it's probably a letter from home or an urgent matter. Why don't Tan Lang not leave during the day and follow us and wait for Miss Xie?"

Ouyang Rong hesitated for a moment and shook his head:

"I still can't. I've set the time and you're ready and can't change it. Actually... I've explained everything I should explain to my junior sister."

Li Dalang didn't hear the faint depression in his friend's tone, and sighed:

"Okay, that's a pity."

Ouyang Rong walked forward strode forward. Seeing this, Li Dalang quickly followed.

The two walked forward side by side,

"Tanlang, my father and mother just quarreled, so I went to persuade her, so I didn't sleep..."

Ouyang Rong subconsciously asked: "What's the argument?"

"When I chatted tonight, my mother didn't agree with you to stay, saying that she was worried that you would be in danger, but my father told her to respect your decision. My mother felt that my father was wrong and did not consider your safety, so she started arguing."

Ouyang Rong was a little silent when he heard this.

Li Dalang scratched his head:

"My mother and father rarely quarrels. It's not that she is so harmonious and loving. The main reason is that her father never dares to argue with her mother, so naturally she doesn't quarrel. But this time, her father unexpectedly supports you, probably what her mother didn't expect. She started to complain around her pillow in the middle of the night."

Ouyang Rong didn't say a word.

The two walked forward for a while.

Li Dalang whispered:

"Tanlang, I actually think what my mother said is right. I am always worried about the process of finding the embroiderer. When you encounter danger, didn't you say that you would share the blessings and share the difficulties? Although you and Amei are very sure that we can turn the tables back this time, if you really have this blessing and you are not here, it would be boring.

"In addition, you and Liulang have always been my best friends. Now you both stay in Xunyang, and I am the only one to Luoyang. What's the matter? Why are you the only one left after walking..."

At this time, Ouyang Rong turned his head and said with a smile:

"Are you sure you can't visit Yunshui Pavilion?"

Li Dalang was stunned for a moment, and then he was a little amused: "What did Tanlang say? How could it be the reason? And... and I have met a woman I like."

Ouyang Rong suddenly said:

"Why do you think you are not alone?"

Li Dalang was puzzled: "What does it mean?"

"Anyone who walks to the end is alone." He said casually, smiled easily, and then asked, "Dalang, do you know the fate?"

"edge?"

"Yes, fate."

Ouyang Rong held his sleeves and looked ahead, walking forward in the wind that was about to dawn, with a slender back.

His steps were a little fast, and Li Dalang could only trot and chase after him, and he heard his calm voice:

"From that night, I rode a horse out of Xunyang City to find you, I often unconsciously thought about many people and many things."

Li Dalang felt that his friend's voice was as erratic as the sound of the piano not long ago:

"Buddhist often says that dependent origination is empty, and the connection between all people in the world is empty, and it is just a dependent origination that can meet each other.

"I actually knew this truth very early, but after the embroidered lady left that day, I saw the empty yard, the small crying, and the eyes that you looked at me, I suddenly realized it more deeply, or in other words, this is the real understanding."

“What did you really understand?”

Ouyang Rong smiled and turned back:

"In fact, no one must stay by my side, no one must be together forever, including parents, wives and children, they will always be separated from life and death. At that time, you will find that the relationship between husband and wife and blood are empty, not taken for granted. The most important thing is the fate among them, as the fate of parents and children, as the fate of wives and husbands.

"But the fate is not something I have to wait for in vain, it is something I have to fight for."

Ouyang Rong whispered:

"If I go to Luoyang with you now, I will be waiting for the embroiderer to arrive by myself.

"Dalang, when I didn't know her existence, I waited for her for a long time and forgot. Every time, I waited for her to come to me, but this time, I finally caught her, but she left again. This time, I really don't want to wait anymore, Dalang, this time, I have to go to her, too."

Li Dalang was a little silent. At this time, he heard Ouyang Rong's murmuring:

"The nature of dependent origination is empty, and the nature of dependent origination is empty. Is it empty between me and the embroiderer? No, even if it is empty, I will take her back. I will take her away in front of her senior sisters. I will take her to Luoyang to see the most prosperous place in the world, and listen to the so-called voice of the prosperous times. So what if she is a blind and mute person? I will.

"No one can stop me, no one can stop me."

A white sturgeon floated out of the dim forest like a lantern, illuminating the surrounding three feet.

Ye Weilai followed behind.

The white sturgeon swung his tail and swam to Ouyang Rong who was muttering to himself. He was as jubilant as ever, circled around the quiet youth.

Ouyang Rong's eyes fell on it and he looked around.

Li Dalang and Ye Weilai, who walked out of the forest next to him, saw that the dark eyes of the young man in Confucian shirt were lit up by the white sturgeon's light, clear and bright, flashing.

The whispering he spoke to the white sturgeon faintly. Li and Ye heard it a little unreal and uncertain.

"Do you miss her too? I know, I know... Since you were spinning around me in Xunyang Grottoes, I felt... and the whereabouts of the new sword technique revealed by Mr. Tao... and the stagnation of the cultivation level in the complete piano music of Lan Zhouqu, who had just been able to move forward, unable to understand the true meaning, and was also attached to the image..."

He seemed to be talking to himself, and he seemed to be talking to the white sturgeon.

"This is God's will. If God really exists, this is also fate. It almost shows my fate... OK, don't wander around in the same place, I will take you to find her now, and you can follow me."

Li Dalang and Ye Weilai looked at each other speechlessly, turned around in a daze, staring at the back of the young man in Confucian clothes and left, and stood there for a long time.

The young man in Confucian shirt is far away in front of the sky, and the sky is white.

A red sun rises slowly.

A new day.

It's time to set off.
Chapter completed!