six, In my impression, Master always seems to be quiet, even when he is on a galloping horse or teaching me martial arts.
The obviously extremely fast movements were extended infinitely in my mind.
At night I took out my master's sword, lit an oil lamp, and wiped the blade over and over again.
After returning from that grave-sweeping trip, I inexplicably picked up this habit.
Wiping the tip of the sword with the cloth in his hand, he heard the noise outside, and soon he could see torches lighting up outside the window.
I put my sword back into its sheath and walked out of the room, finding many people I didn't recognize.
A junior brother hurriedly ran over and bumped into me, and then shouted: "Senior brother, someone has kidnapped Master."
I was stunned by the explosion and ran straight to the lobby.
Many junior brothers were already standing there, and many men in black surrounded the master in the center of the hall.
The master was sitting in his usual chair, with purple lips and no excessive expression.
It can be seen that the master is extremely weak, which is a sign of poisoning.
Someone was walking around in front of the hall, scanning the people below: "Hand over Pei Yun to me, or no one will be able to get out alive."
His face was too yellow, and there were only a few rotten teeth left.
This face has aged, but I will probably never forget it forever, Zhang Quanhu.
I chewed this name silently in my heart.
The second junior brother was the first to shout: "What kind of conspiracy are you people playing?
If master doesn't fall into your tricks, you will have no room to speak now.
We don't have anyone named Pei Yun here.
If you are sensible, please let go of our master."
I didn't dare He walked to the middle of the junior brothers and hid behind a tree.
He had several calculations in his mind as he spoke, but in the end he wanted to see the situation before making a decision.
Zhang Quanhu turned his ears to the audience: "What did you say about your master?
Do you know his name?
Just accept him as your master.
Haha, I am in a good mood today so I might as well tell you that Suye Suye is not a real person at all.
He His name is Baili Suye.
I've been looking for him for ten years, but I didn't expect him to be anonymous.
Living in this hellish place.
I poisoned him because I couldn't beat him.
Compared with the underhanded tactics, I was much worse than him.
The massacre of the Wenren Villa was all thanks to your sanctimonious master who used Wen as a spy.
Miss Rensan has received the most detailed information about her admiration for herself."
Baili Suye.
I had heard this name many times during my travels, and there was always a heated debate when people talked about him.
Some people say that he is a wolf-hearted man and that he is sorry for the third lady Wen Ren; some people say that he was such a rising star that could not be looked at directly before the tragedy of destroying the village.
Whenever encountering this kind of argument, Master would act the same as usual and walk past those people indifferently.
What happened at Wenren Villa was too far away.
I saw the shocked expressions of the junior brothers who knew about it, and the confused faces of those who didn't know.
The second junior brother's shocked expression quickly faded: "Those things in the past have nothing to do with us.
I told you, we don't know Pei Yun's name.
Please let go of Master."
Zhang Quanhu walked to the master and pushed him.
The master fell from the chair.
"Look, I didn't tie him up.
He can leave at any time if he wants.
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Now he is lying on the ground and refuses to move."
No matter how angry the second junior brother was shouting, he shouted to everyone around him: "Pei Yun, come out quickly.
"You don't want to drag anyone down anymore."
I raised the knife on Master, gritted my teeth and walked out.
"Senior Brother!"
When the junior brothers saw me appearing, they shouted one after another: "They have tied up Master.
As long as you say a word, we will fight immediately."
Fighting is not easy.
There are only a dozen of junior brothers in total.
The number of the other party is ours.
More than twice as much.
When they meet again after many years, Zhang Quanhu is fully prepared and there is no way he will let these juniors take advantage of him.
Zhang Quanhu recognized me at a glance and couldn't help but laugh: "Good boy, you finally have some backbone.
I thought you gave it to me when you were seven years old, but now you don't dare to come out."
My palms were sweaty and my sword was slipping.
I didn't dare to respond to the words of my junior brothers, nor did I dare to respond to Zhang Quanhu.
The second junior brother was anxious: "Senior Brother, what are you waiting for?
Quickly give the order.
We have all been practicing martial arts since childhood.
How can we back down at this juncture?"
Seeing that I remained silent, he rushed forward first.
None of the juniors expected that he would take action alone, and by the time they reacted, he had already been captured.
Zhang Quanhu walked up to the second junior brother with a knife: "Pei Yun, let me ask you, are you willing to hand over the golden talisman?"
How much gold does the golden talisman allow these people to spend ten years chasing a child?
I shook my head: "I didn't."
The second junior brother shouted at me: "I saw you right, you have always been a cowardly cripple."
I wanted to help, but I never had the courage.
After a moment's hesitation, Zhang Quanhu had already chopped off the second junior brother's head.
Those angry eyes look very much like a mother's.
The junior brothers started making noises, talking about me being Pei Yun and the death of the second junior brother, and the morale they had just lost completely.
Zhang Quanhu returned to Master and said to me: "Pei Yun, no one will show up to save you today.
Since you said that the golden talisman is not in your hands, you can't let our brothers go in vain.
Old rules , Kneel down and kowtow to me a few times.
If I feel better, I might be able to let your master and you go."
I knew that he would not let Master and I go, and that even if I did as he said, he would still kill us and dig deep into the ground to find the golden talisman.
Even though everyone knows this, his knees are still sore and weak.
It seems that the shadow of the seven-year-old has never left me, like a dark cloud hanging over my head, rushing out at critical moments and forcing me to surrender.
I wriggled my lower lip and said in a voice like a gnat: "My left knee is injured and I can't bend it."
Zhang Quanhu sneered: "Kneel down on one knee."
Get down on one knee, that sounds a lot better than before.
If it's hopeless, why not give it a try.
He would have killed my parents ten years ago, but he may not kill Master and me today.
"Qingming Festival, don't kneel."
I looked up and saw Master's clear eyes.
Neither the scattered hair nor the dust on the ground tarnished his expression.
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His cold tone told me matter-of-factly: "Don't kneel."
"I'm most annoyed by people who talk nonsense."
Suddenly, Zhang Quanhu stabbed his master's body with a knife.
Blood gurgled out, and the body I thought was an immortal slowly fell down.
Master looked at me and then closed his eyes.
No resentment, no blame, even a little bit of comfort.
Yes, I can't kneel.
It has been ten years since my mother's last glance.
It has been ten years since I followed Master's footsteps.
It has also been ten years since I wore the cloak of "Qingming".
Ten years is long enough for me to understand what filial piety is, what loyalty is, and what responsibility is, despite my status as a "Qing Ming" person.
For the first time since that year when I cried and shouted "No, no, no, no", tears filled my eyes.
Then I realized that it was so hot that it almost burned the skin to pieces.
I slowly drew out my sword and pointed it at Zhang Quanhu: "I am not Pei Yun, my name is Qingming." seven, Master said that life is tragic but full of hope.
Master said that some people have experienced more and some have experienced less, so some people get more and some get less.
Master said very little, but I remember a lot.
He said: "Bury me next to Qianjue."
When I was packing my things, I found this sentence engraved on the table in the lobby.
I took my master's body alone back to the hillside in the south of the Yangtze River and buried it, leaving my third junior brother to manage the family affairs.
After that battle, there was a lot to deal with.
While kneeling in front of the grave, I remembered that when I was sorting out Master's belongings, I found a large number of portraits of women in one of his sealed boxes.
Those portraits all depict the same person.
She was proud and awe-inspiring, and the way she tilted her head and smiled was extremely naughty.
Such a peerless woman, even if you just look at the painting, you can feel that the blade-like eyebrows and eyes contain a hint of coldness, and she has a special charm that makes people unable to take their eyes away.
Every move she made was depicted in those paintings.
It seems to have recorded her life.
I think Master loves her.
Love deeply.
"You still have some conscience."
I turned around and saw "Ghost Shou".
He was older than the last time I met him, but still in high spirits.
He brought a jug of wine and poured it in front of Master's grave.
I didn’t engrave any words on the tombstone.
I really didn’t know what to engrave on it.
"Ghost Shou" said to me: "I've heard about it.
Fortunately, you have learned all his martial arts.
I won't hide it from you.
I was very dissatisfied with you at the beginning.
I always advised him to teach you martial arts step by step.
Wait.
You learn a little and then teach others.
He didn't say anything and still taught you everything step by step.
I didn't expect it."
I understand, before that battle, I didn’t seem to know anything.
I work harder than anyone else, I practice very well, and I lose miserably every time I compete.
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Even I myself never imagined that I could reach the heights of Master.
Maybe I have already laid a solid foundation during the practice, but I just haven't broken through the knot in my mind.
"Ghost Hands" poured the rest of the wine into his mouth, left a sip and handed it to me: "Su Ye and Miss Wen Rensan really love each other.
Mr.
Wen Ren doesn't like people in the world.
Why don't you want to give your best to others?"
The daughter he loved married him, and they discussed elopement.
He was young and energetic at the time, but he was worried that he would not be able to elope with his sweetheart.
The world is forever apart.
He made a private deal with a group of thieves.
He provided the map and the thieves went in to steal things, so he could take advantage of the chaos and run away with Miss Wenren.
Unexpectedly, the real purpose of the group of thieves was the gold stored in Wenren Villa.
The strength is much stronger than he imagined, so he went in early and poisoned the well. " I drank the wine from the pot, and it was clear and mellow.
"Then what" "Then the third Miss Wenren didn't leave.
Su Ye herself was poisoned and couldn't protect her sweetheart.
She watched her die in front of him.
He barely escaped from the Wenren Villa.
The third Miss Wenren didn't blame him and told him before she died.
"There are two golden talismans, and they are useful together.
One is a token of love for him, and the other is in the hands of his sworn sister Bai Shengluo, so that he can find a way to protect Bai Shengluo's family."
I remembered Master's appearance in the waterfall again, the sapphire color that I couldn't see since I was a child.
I understood why he could sit breathlessly when the cold water penetrated his body and why whenever someone mentioned Bai Chukong and Wen Ren There is something hidden under the indifferent look of the third lady.
"When Suye arrived, you were the only one left in your family.
Zhang Quanhu escaped to save his life, but he has always been thinking about the gold for many years.
Of course, he is not the only one in the world who is thinking about the gold.
What's ridiculous is that everywhere He got the better of him.
Now that he is killed by you, you are a charlatan."
I returned the jug to "Ghost Hand": "Thank you for telling me this, I have to go back."
The voice of "Ghost Hand" came from behind: "Young man, you must remember that there is gold under a man's knees."
He bit the word "below the knee" very hard.
I touched the injured area of my left knee and suddenly understood what the so-called "iron plate" that was implanted was.
When we left Jiangnan, the pomegranate flowers were burning red
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