Hui'er is young, tall and graceful, black and beautiful, spreading like a waterfall, with curved black eyebrows, shaped like a crescent moon, big and smart eyes, as bright as stars, as beautiful as snow, crystal clear, looking like an elf under the moon.

The beauty is otherworldly,&1t;/p>

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In front of the heavy and old courtyard gate, the appearance of Hui'er was like the fairy from Tianque coming to the dust, bringing with it a burst of freshness like flowers and trees and piles of snow. Although the clothes on his body were simple and plain, his elegant temperament showed in the coldness, but

Just like the name of Qinglian Street, it has the beauty of emerging from the mud but not stained.&1t;/p>

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"Grandpa, you're back." Hui'er moved lightly and arrived in front of the old man in a few steps. While taking the erhu from the old man's hand, he tilted his head and looked at Wuming. In his big and smart eyes, it seemed that

The misty water gives people a dreamlike feeling.&1t;/p>

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"Hui'er, let me introduce you. This is Grandpa's apprentice, named Wuming." The old man touched Hui'er's head, and his old face was full of doting.&1t;/p>

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"Brother Wuming, hello!" Hui'er smiled slightly and bowed respectfully towards Wuming, with a sweet smile on her beautiful face.&1t;/p>

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What surprised her was that the nameless brother she spoke of now seemed to have lost his soul. He was completely devastated, and there was a look of eternal sadness in his eyes.&1t;/p>

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At this time, Old Man Wuyuan also saw something was wrong with Wuming, because after Hui'er appeared, Wuming seemed to have fallen into a boundless nightmare. Not only did his face become extremely pale, but his body began to tremble uncontrollably.

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"Wu Ming!" The old man patted Wu Ming on the shoulder, and his old voice was like a big brass bell, waking Wu Ming instantly.&1t;/p>

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For a moment, Wuming gasped for breath, as if he had just woken up from a nightmare. It took him a long time to calm down, but when he looked at Hui'er again, his expression was even more complicated.&1t;/

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How is this possible? Why is Hui'er's face exactly the same as that of Xin'er back then!&1t;/p>

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At this moment, Wuming really couldn't figure out how there could be people who looked so similar in the world. If the old man's voice hadn't woken him up, he would have thought he had fallen into a nightmare.&1t;/p>

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"Wu Ming, are you okay?" the old man asked, with a doubtful look in his eyes.&1t;/p>

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"It's okay!" Wuming glanced at Hui'er and slowly shook his head.&1t;/p>

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However, his appearance made the old man feel even more that he could not be fine. The old man looked at Hui'er and then at Wuming, and the look in his eyes became incomprehensible and unfathomable.&1t;/p>

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"Hui'er, you have no father or mother. I adopted you. Your backgrounds are similar." The old man said slowly, his old and somewhat hoarse voice was like a giant hammer hitting Wuming's heart.

No father or mother?&1t;/p>

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"Brother Wuming, are you okay?" Hui'er asked, blinking her big and lively eyes.&1t;/p>

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In a daze, Wuming actually saw a worried color appear in her eyes. It was so similar and unreal, which inevitably made his heart become confused.&1t;/p>

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"It's okay, I lost my composure." Wuming forced a smile, his voice full of bitterness and melancholy.&1t;/p>

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"Oh, brother Wuming, please wipe your sweat first. You've sweated a lot." Hui'er took out a white silk handkerchief, which was still vaguely warm, allowing Wuming who took it in his hand to see clearly.

I can feel my hands shaking.&1t;/p>

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Do you still care? Wuming can’t figure it out.&1t;/p>

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To be honest, this is the first time in his life that he has been so moved and pale. Even when he knew that he was lucky enough to survive, he was never as shocked as he is now.&1t;/p>

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"Hui'er, go clean up. After today, we won't live here." The old man said softly, breaking the calm atmosphere here.&1t;/p>

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Because of the strange state of Wuming at this time, the atmosphere between the three of them was a little tense and awkward. The old man said this to avoid more embarrassing things happening next.&1t;/p>

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"Then where should we live?" Hui'er asked with doubts about the old man's decision, his big and smart eyes full of surprise.&1t;/p>

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In her memory, she and her grandfather seemed to have moved many times!&1t;/p>

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"Let's go to your nameless brother's house." The old man touched Hui'er's head and said, "Go quickly and just clean up."&1t;/p>

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"Okay, wait a moment." After saying that, Hui'er gave the erhu in his hand to the old man, and then, like a trot, he ran back to the courtyard.&1t;/p>

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The old man seemed to not want to irritate Wuming anymore, so he did not take him into the courtyard. He just waited quietly with him at the entrance of the courtyard without saying a word, giving Wuming time to calm down.&1t;/p>

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In his daze, Wuming felt that time passed so quickly. It only took a while before Hui'er ran out holding a small box with a simple style.&1t;/p>

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"Let's go." The old man said, and then walked away without any hesitation. However, Hui'er was a little reluctant to leave. He looked back every step of the way, as if he couldn't bear to leave here.&1t;/p>

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Wuming saw this scene in his eyes, but due to the chaos in his mind, he pursed his lips tightly and said nothing, giving the impression that he was afraid of talking to Hui'er.&1t;/p

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All the way back to Shangguan's house, Wuming even bought new clothes for the old man and Hui'er on the way. The two of them suddenly changed and their temperaments became more outstanding, making it impossible for people to tell that they came from Qinglian Street.&1t;/p

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Especially the old man Wu Yuan, the natural temperament he naturally exudes makes him look like a powerful person with advanced cultivation. This makes Wuming feel that he has found the right person this time.&1t;/

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The same is true for Hui'er. She bends her slender waist and steps slightly, showing her bright wrists in the gauze. She is dressed in white, with spring water in her eyes and clear waves flowing forward. She looks as beautiful as a fairy, as if she is a fairy who walked out of a myth. She looks fairy-like.

Full of energy.&1t;/p>

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Just like this, Hui'er's beauty is almost perfect. Along the way, many people have looked at her frequently, and they are all fascinated by her extraordinary temperament.&1t;/p>

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However, Wuming's spirit became even more confused. He couldn't tell the difference between the present and the past. He always felt that Hui'er and Xin'er were the same person, which made him smile sometimes, sometimes sad, and his mood was unprecedentedly complicated.&1t;/p

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At this time, Wuming's heart had long lost the joy of finding his master. Scenes from the past kept appearing in front of his eyes, making him feel like he had traveled through vast time and space. The shadows of Xin'er and Hui'er seemed to be twisted together.

The hemp rope was constantly entangled in his mind, making him feel like his soul was being bound. In the end, even his breathing became heavy.&1t;/p>

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At the same time, when Wuming returned to Shangguan's house with old man Wu Yuan and Hui'er, Qingji Street, Ximen's house!&1t;/p>
To be continued...