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The night was calm, and he was fast asleep.

In the serene tranquility of the western water, the moonlight was like flowing water, quietly flooding this peaceful little town.

Although it was a full moon, there was still a thin layer of cloud covering the sky, so it couldn't clearly illuminate this underground land. The moonlight was shining through the tall trees of the wutong tree, and along the overgrown trees, a mottled black shadow could be seen.

It was now late autumn, and the sounds of the crickets had become shrill, as if they were also complaining about the short duration of their lives.

The person that came carried an old man with his eyes closed, and in his hand was a thin sword covered in dust. He was stepping on the fallen leaves of the wutong tree, causing rustling sounds.

"The moon is really round today. It's not as bad as it used to be during the Mid-Autumn Festival!" That person stopped and spoke softly to the old man behind him. His voice sounded as if it was filled with water that hadn't been fed in a long time. His voice was hoarse, causing one's heart to ache.

However, no matter what he said, the person behind him didn't respond. From the old man's nonchalant chest, it could be seen that he had already lost his breath.

Li Ye held onto a sword with a broken wooden board tied to his leg. His haggard face also had a smile on it, because he knew that he would only need to walk another two hundred steps to reach the place that made him dream. It was as if he could already see the weak candlelight of the tavern.

"Are you still waiting for me to come home?" The candlelight shook Li Ye. He turned his head towards his cold master and said gently, "Master, look over there. We can go home soon!"

"… …"

"Ye Zi, why haven't you come back yet? Logically speaking, after running for so long, it should be time to come back!" Sun Xiaoxiao was lying on her stomach on her own tavern's polished counter. She supported her head with her hands as she spoke the words she had often said in the past.

In front of Sun Xiaoxiao, a white-clothed youth was kowtowing a melon seed in his hand as he flipped through the new《 Flying Fish Ranking》. Hearing Sun Xiaoxiao mutter to herself, he smiled and explained, "Maybe it's just fun outside. He forgot the time for a moment!"

It wasn't fun out there that made him forget the time. He always remembered to return home, but the pool of stagnant water in the agent's body made him unable to climb out.

"No matter how fun it is, I can't forget to go home!" Sun Xiaoxiao said with a stern face to Lu Xiaoyang. Clearly, she had some complaints about Li Ye's long absence from home.

Lu Xiaoyang closed the book in front of him and put the melon seeds into his pocket. He walked forward and gently patted Sun Xiaoxiao's hand. With a gentle gaze, he comforted her, "My wife, don't worry. Ye Zi knows about home!"

Just as the two of them were talking, a soft sound came from outside the tavern. The two of them couldn't help but turn their heads to look at the source of the sound.

After reading it, both of them were somewhat happy, because Yanzi, who had been talked about by the two for tens of thousands of times, had finally returned home.

However, that prodigal son's already ugly face turned even uglier. He glanced at the two hands that were tightly clenched, and frowned deeply.

"Yanzi, what are you still standing at the door for? Hurry up and come in!" Both of them were brimming with smiles, but they did not notice Li Ye's slightly pale face.

"Yanzi, who's the one carrying him behind your back? Put him down and have a good rest." Lu Xiaoyang had already seen the old man with the green bamboo on Li Ye's back. He saw the old man's deathly pale face and thought that he must have been tired the whole way. Lu Xiaoyang felt unwell and decided to go forward to help Li Ye.

"My grandfather is dead!" Li Ye replied with a cold voice, his face sullen.

Lu Xiaoyang's face stiffened. He raised his hand high up in the air. He didn't know if he should pick it up or put it down.

Li Ye let out a cold snort and slowly walked inside with his back carrying the Green Bamboo Man. He walked to the familiar spot, but what surprised him was that it was still the same spot as when he left: a bowl of tea, a plate of melon seeds, and an idle book.

Li Ye looked at the scene in front of him with a gentle expression. Everything was still familiar to him.

Just when he was feeling sad, he felt his back loosen up. Lu Xiaoyang had already put down the Green Bamboo Man and placed it flat on the table. Under Li Ye's confused gaze, Lu Xiaoyang started rummaging through the kitchen for a pot.

"At this time, there is no longer anyone who wants to buy a mourning bowl on the streets. The only thing left to do is to first bear with it and then send Grandpa off!" Lu Xiaoyang's eyes were also a little red. He could tell from Li Ye's bloodshot eyes that he was tired from the journey.

"But this is a place to eat. You're not going to open the tavern?" Li Ye hesitated for a moment before asking, "Besides, what idea do you have? The Lady Boss still hasn't spoken!"

"His words are my words. At this time, I should be offering incense sacrifices to the gods. I don't care if there's a place for me to eat or not!" At this time, Sun Xiaoxiao opened her mouth and walked over. She grabbed Lu Xiaoyang's hand and rested her head on Lu Xiaoyang's shoulder. Her eyes were filled with love.

"You?" Li Ye's expression changed again. That hold on his hand might have been a coincidence, but he couldn't tell what had happened between the two. That Li Ye was a fool.

"Us? Xiaoxiao and I are already married! If you had come back earlier, you might have had time for a wedding! " Lu Xiaoyang tightly held onto Sun Xiaoxiao's hand as he explained to Li Ye.

He was already married! This sentence was like a hammer striking at Li Ye's heart, causing his entire body to tremble and his breathing to become hurried.

He wanted to beat Lu Xiaoyang to death, but he couldn't. He remembered Lu Xiaoyang giving up his reputation to save him, Lu Xiaoyang's anxious eyes to save him, and Lu Xiaoyang's boots running away.

He couldn't let Sun Xiaoxiao live in pain for the rest of her life. He didn't want her to hate him.

Since he couldn't do anything here, what was he doing here? This place no longer had anything to do with him. This place was no longer his home, so why was he still shamelessly staying here?

Li Ye lowered his head so that the two wouldn't see his pale face. He slowly walked to the side of his master's corpse, tied the Green Bamboo Man to his body, and slowly walked out the door.

"Yanzi?" "Why did you leave?" Sun Xiaoxiao hurriedly walked over and held Li Ye's hand as she asked anxiously.

Li Ye trembled. He squeezed out a smile at Sun Xiaoxiao and gently said, "Lady Boss, I'm anxious to go home and bury the master. I won't stay here any longer."

With that, Li Ye walked towards the green bamboo monastery. After taking two steps, he turned around and looked at the two of them. He said gently, "Oh, right. Lady Boss, give me two jars of wine. Take it as a wedding wine that I haven't drunk before!"

Sun Xiaoxiao gave Li Ye a deep look. She took out two jars of good wine from the tavern and tied them together, allowing Li Ye to hold them in one hand.

Sun Xiaoxiao watched the figure slowly walk away with the slender sword and wine jar in hand. For some reason, she felt a burst of sadness in her heart. She wanted to cry, but she didn't know why.

In a place where she couldn't see, the slowly walking figure was holding onto a jar of wine, continuously pouring it into her mouth. There were already two streaks of tears on her face.