"Phew" Halfway up the mountainside, there was a bamboo whistle.
"Withdraw" Then there was the shouting of the crowd.
In a moment, calm returned halfway up the mountain.
The carnivorous birds hovering in the sky suddenly rose for joy, chirping and flying down, feasting on their feast.
Zhuang Zhou took a few deep breaths to calm himself down.
Grandpa Yang Zhu taught him the Taoist breathing method, and it really worked.
He came to the waterhole and looked into the pool.
I searched for a long time, but there was no shadow of Sister Xianqing'er.
"Sister Qing'er, Sister Qing'er, Sister Qing'er" Zhuang Zhou suddenly burst into tears.
"Sister Qing'er, I'm sorry, I killed you, Sister Qing'er, I shouldn't drown you, I'm sorry, Sister Qing'er, Woo Woo" The waterhole was calm as usual, and the vultures hovering in mid-air had already flown halfway up the mountain for a good meal.
Zhuang Zhou looked for a while, but still didn't see the shadow of Sister Qing'er.
He thought that Sister Qing'er might have lost her strength and drowned.
"Woo woo woo sister qing'er, sorry sister qing'er, i didn't mean to, sister qing'er will never fight back if you beat me in the future, sister qing'er, you get up, you get up, woo woo woo" "Don't be with her in the future, she'll kill you" At this time, the masked woman standing on the side spoke.
Her voice was cold and unforgiving.
"She won't kill my Sister Qing'er, Sister Qing'er won't kill me, Sister Qing'er won't let me take revenge, Sister Qing'er said, I'm still young, I can't take revenge.
So Sister Qing'er didn't let me say the word revenge, and didn't let me mention revenge."
"Remember, you don't want revenge, never revenge, Zhuang'er, remember never revenge, don't be controlled by hatred, Zhuang'er has to be yourself, don't take revenge, never take revenge" The masked woman's voice grew farther and quieter.
Her voice echoed through the valley for a long time.
"Niang" Zhuang Zhou suddenly remembered, this voice was so familiar.
"Zhuang'er, she calls me Zhuang'er" Zhuang Zhou finally remembered that his father and mother had called him that before.
"Mother" By the time Zhuang Zhou came to his senses, when he turned around, the masked woman had already disappeared.
"Niang" Zhuang Zhou cried out.
The word "Zhuang'er" completely awakened his memory.
He was sure that the masked woman was his mother-in-law, and that's what his mother-in-law called him.
"Niangniang, you are my own mother, Niangniang, I am Zhuang'er, I am Zhuang'er, Niangniang" The last time he saw his parents, he was still very young, he didn't know how old he was, and he couldn't remember anything.
Halfway up the mountain, on top of an ancient tree, a young masked woman was looking out onto the beach by the waterhole.
Her eyes were welling up with tears, her facial muscles twitching, and she was crying softly.
The face that was revealed through the veil was originally hideous and terrifying, but now it became compassionate.
Seeing Zhuang Zhou kneeling on the beach and crying, she couldn't look at it anymore.
In a flash, the figure fell from the ancient tree and disappeared into the bushes.
"Niang" Although the masked woman just now was unrecognizable, she was not the mother he remembered at all.
The mother in his memory is very beautiful.
But he just decided that this masked woman was his mother.
Qing'er poked her head out of the oversized gourd and looked out onto the beach.
She saw that on the beach, Zhuang Zhou was kneeling there, crying and calling his mother.
In front of Zhuang Zhou, there were several corpses lying horizontally and vertically.
Blood was pouring from the corpses, seeping into the sand and into the pools.
The brook that flowed down from the mountainside was no longer a spring, but was full of blood.
Only then did Qing'er notice that the water in the entire waterhole had turned into blood water.
The red ground, shining in the sunlight, looks particularly weird.
"Qing'erzhuang Zhouqing'erzhuang Zhou" At this moment, a man's cry was heard in the grass.
The Taoist priest who was guarding the two, Yang Zhu's disciple, was covered in scars and bleeding, and walked over with a limp.
When he saw Zhuang Zhou well, he knelt there and cried.
I saw Qing'er poking his brain behind the extra-large gourd in the pool, and he couldn't hold on any longer, and fell on the beach by the grass.
At this time, there was an exclamation from the Mo family's branch altar.
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After a while, a few hundred people came.
After Qing'er heard her own voice, she turned out from behind the extra-large gourd and swam towards the beach.
At this time, her belly was a lot smaller.
The water in her stomach, she vomited a lot, and she also soaked a few bubbles of urine, so naturally there was less.
Not to be specific, it was when the vulture pecked her eyes that she was so scared that she peed her pants.
Fortunately, she shrunk in the pool, and her clothes were wet, so she didn't make a fool of herself.
"Zhuang Zhou Zhuang Zhuang Zhou" Qing'er swam to the shore, and she realized that her legs were weak and she could no longer stand up.
After shouting a few times, she lay on her stomach in the water and crawled to the shore.
Zhuang Zhou heard Qing'er's shout and stopped crying.
Hurriedly turned around, ran over, and dragged Qing'er onto the beach.
"Sister, I'm sorry, sister, woo woo" Zhuang Zhou knelt down on his knees in front of Qing'er and begged for forgiveness.
"You are so brave, sister, I will obey you," Qing'er said convincingly.
"Sister, I'm sorry" "It's not sister, I'm sorry, you saved my sister's life, my sister owes you a life" Qing'er sat on the beach, rubbing her legs, which were numb.
"Qing'er Zhuang Week" "Zhuang Zhou Qing'er" "Qing'er" "Zhuang Zhou" Under the waterhole, under the waterfall, the shouts of the crowd were heard.
A moment later, a few people with good skills flew up.
Then everybody came up.
There are Taoist priests, Mojia swordsmen, Confucian scholars, and elites of hundreds of schools of thought, all rushed over.
Seeing a lot of corpses lying on the beach, everyone was terrified.
But when I saw that Qing'er and Zhuang Zhou were still well, I was relieved.
"What's going on, what's going on" The crowd gathered around and asked.
"Help me, help me, help me" On the edge of the grass, Yang Zhu's disciple begged everyone for help.
"Qing'er, what the hell is going on?"
Qing'er's uncle and grandfather squeezed forward, picked up Qing'er, and asked.
"Uncle, grandpa, grandpa, grandpa, grandpa," Qing'er cried.
"How do I know where he died," uncle and grandfather said angrily.
"We were attacked by the Mo family, grandpa, woo woo, my eyes were almost pecked blind by vultures," Qing'er cried.
Wang Xu, who gave rabbit meat to Zhuang Zhou last night, also came over.
Standing in front of Zhuang Zhou, seeing that Zhuang Zhou was safe and sound, he nodded reassuringly.
There were many people looking for clues on the corpses on the beach, and many people went halfway up the mountain.
Several of Yang Zhu's disciples stepped forward to help the Taoist priest who was guarding Qing'er and Zhuang Zhou and treat his injuries.
"Zhuang Bu Ming's Sword" Suddenly, there was an exclamation from a man over there.
"It's the sword of Zhuang Buming" When they heard this, they all gathered around.
Everyone looked at it, and it was indeed Zhuang Buming's sword, and it was the male sword among the Mo family's double swords.
Zhuang Zhou only then appeared, and his sword was gone.
Just now, when he was kneeling there crying and calling his mother, he put the sword that the masked woman had given him in front of him.
"That's my sword, my sword" Zhuang Zhou ran over and snatched the sword.
"It's my mother's sword that gave me."
Zhuang Zhou knelt on his knees and cried again: