The night was deep, and suddenly there was an ape cry from among the cliffs, and after a moment it was quiet again, as if it had been startled by something.Gu Qing and the young man surnamed Yuan walked out of the cave and looked at the figure coming up the mountain road, they were very surprised, especially Gu Qing.The man was wearing a blue cloth sword shirt, which looked like ink in the night, but it didn't make people feel dirty, and it was very clean.What do you do when you come to Shenmo Peak in the middle of the night after passing through the South Mountain?
Could it be that he was injured during the day and refused to accept the matter, and came to look for trouble?
Gu Qing has been a sword boy in Nanshan for many years, and now when he sees the old master at Shenmo Peak, his expression is inevitably a little unnatural, he waved his hands and saluted, but did not speak.Jing Jiu sat in the bamboo chair, ignored it, and didn't get up.In terms of seniority, he is the uncle of Nanshan, and it is normal to do so.But Guo Nanshan is the head of the apprenticeship, the identity is special, no matter which peak you go to in the past, you will get the peak master's seat, when has there been such treatment.However, he didn't react, and sat down on the cliffside boulder on his own.The young man surnamed Yuan glanced at Gu Qing a little nervously, and asked with his eyes if he should make tea for guests?
Gu Qing stood in place and did not move.Having seen Nanshan a moment ago, he was naturally ready to go to the cliff to make tea.In the past, when he was in Liangwang Peak, he was very used to doing this kind of thing.He knew that Nanshan liked to drink cheap jasmine tea the most, and before going to sleep, he preferred to make a bowl of black tea in the Xihai iron kettle.But soon he came to his senses.Now he is no longer the sword boy of Liangwang Peak, but a disciple of Shenmo Peak, and he only needs to listen to the orders of the master.If Jing Jiu asked him to make tea, he would make it, and if Jing Jiu didn't speak, he wouldn't make it, it's as simple as that.Guo Nanshan didn't take care of Gu Qing, reached out and picked up the teapot on the table, poured a cup of cold water and drank it, and said, "The lung meridian is injured, and it is easy to be thirsty. ”His injuries originated from Jing Jiu, but his voice was calm, and he didn't mean anything else but to explain."
This matter has nothing to do with you, it was my own fault."
Guo Nanshan looked at Jing Jiu and said: "A few days ago, I broke through the realm and entered the wilderness, I was a little too proud, and today I tried to practice a sword beyond my ability to get this lesson." ”Jing Jiu glanced at him.Guo Nanshan continued: "I told you three years ago that you may have misunderstood Liangwangfeng, and now it seems that the misunderstanding is very deep. ”Jing Jiu said: "You want to clear up the misunderstanding?
”Guo Nanshan shook his head and said: "Seeing may not be believing, let alone words, you said that our Tao is different, then don't force it." ”Jing Jiu said, "Then why did you come to Shenmo Peak?"
”Guo Nanshan said: "I came to tell you, if there is such a thing in the future, I hope you don't do it too much like today." ”Jing Jiu did not speak.Guo Nanshan continued: "This is a request, not a sign of weakness, Senior Brother Gu Han already knows your sword fighting style, and it is impossible to be defeated by you again." ”His words didn't mention himself - since Jing Jiu couldn't even defeat Gu Han, let alone him.Jing Jiu said to him: "If you just say these inexplicable words, don't come here in the future." ”That's what it means to send off a guest.Or rather, eviction.Gu Qing stepped forward and raised his right hand and motioned for please.Guo Nanshan looked at him deeply and didn't say anything.………… The night visit to Shenmo Peak was to meet the teacher, and the sword was broken, so I chose to walk across Nanshan.Leaving the summit and coming to the cliff, he couldn't help but shake his head as he looked at the wooden house occupied by apes.Looking back, under the starry sky, the lone peak is like a sword.The nine peaks of Qingshan, this peak is the loneliest, and the nature is the most unique.He came here tonight, so he naturally had some ideas.The fairy sword was broken, the injury was not light, and he visited overnight, and there was no accusation, only advice.He felt that he had released enough kindness and showed enough grace.Unexpectedly, Jing Jiu was so indifferent.He then thought of Gu Qing, the sword boy who had served him for many years, and couldn't help but raise his sword eyebrows slightly.- Could it be that there is any magic in this lonely peak, and all the people who come here will become like Uncle Shi?............
"If you fight Gu Han again, will there be a chance?"
”Zhao Layue walked out of the cave and asked Jing Jiu.She had heard Nanshan's words.Jing Jiu said, "I told you that my kendo talent is the best in Aoyama. ”Zhao Layue said: "Even if he adapts to your sword fighting style?
”Jing Jiu said: "You have to remember one thing. ”Zhao Layue listened carefully.Gu Qing and the young man surnamed Yuan looked focused.Jing Jiu said: "Everything is a sword, how can there be only one style?
”………… From Tianguang Peak to Nansong Pavilion, six hundred miles.From Nansongting to the small mountain village, three hundred miles.If you control the sword, it only takes more than an hour, even if the sword yuan is not good, you need to stop from time to time to rest, meditate and recover, it will only take half a day at most.If you walk, it will take eight or nine days.If it was a person who had just been abolished and destroyed the sword pill, it would take a whole month.Back in the small mountain village, looking at the bamboo forest and the pond that he hadn't seen for three years, Liu Shisui seemed to have regained some kind of strength, and his weak steps became stable.Walking to the front of the small courtyard and looking at the half-closed wooden door, he hesitated for a long time before shouting: "Dad, I'm back." ”At night.Liu was ten years old and lay in bed, tossing and turning, never able to sleep.Through the thin earthen walls, the voice in the next room was clear, and the scolding with disappointment and anger had been replaced by long sighs.If it weren't for Mother Liu's quick stop, and seeing that his body was really weak, Father Liu would definitely break the stick in his hand.The next room was quiet for a while, and the cry of Liu's mother sounded again.Liu looked at the roof at the age of ten and felt a little pain in his heart.The sword pill was destroyed, the meridians were broken, and even after a whole month, he was still in pain.The only consolation for him was that, just like the last time he came back, his parents were in good health, their hair was black and white, and there were no wrinkles on their faces.The next day, many villagers learned the news and came to Liu's house.The village chief, who was already old, asked about the situation, and smoked the cigarette pouch and pot for a long time, but finally failed to say any comforting words, just patted Liu's ten-year-old shoulder.On the third day, Liu Shishi-year-old felt that he had almost finished resting and walked out of the house.Now it was spring ploughing, and the farm work was heavy, so he wanted to help.There is a distance from home to one's own field.On the way, he saw many villagers, including familiar uncles and brothers, as well as unknown children.Those children must have been born to him in the seven years he had been in Qingshan.Whether it is a villager you know or a child you don't know, when you see him, you will subconsciously turn your face away.When he walked past, people's eyes fell back on him, on his back to be precise.The emotions in those sights are mixed, with mockery, contempt, and fear.Liu was able to feel this at the age of ten and did not look back.When he came to his own field, he found that the water had been filled, and the water surface was very quiet, reflecting the blue sky and white clouds, which was actually a little beautiful.Liu's father was dividing the seedlings, and Liu's mother had just made two pots of mountain spring water and was about to go home to cook, and she didn't say anything when she saw him coming.After receiving the seedlings from his father, Liu stepped into the paddy field at the age of ten.His feet sank into the wet mud, he couldn't stand firmly, and with his weakness, he sat down on his ass.Laughter rang out in the paddy fields not far away, and for some reason quickly disappeared, followed by scolding and crying.The blue sky and white clouds reflected on the water surface scattered into fragments.Liu sat in the paddy field for a while at the age of ten before he remembered that he was already a waste.()