blind man

When I woke up, I was lying in the bamboo pavilion.

The bamboo shadow is graceful.

Xie Yan leaned in front of the case, with his back to me.

All in white.

My eyes rolled slowly, and I looked at my hand, which was covered with blood.

"you're awake?"

Xie Yan walked towards me, he was even more beautiful than I imagined.

His pupils are light in color, the corners of his lips are slightly raised, and his eyebrows are soft.

However, I dare not look directly at him.

I said, "I'm sorry."

I said: "I really don't know, I really don't know that Xie Chichun is your biological father."

I said: "You kill me, kill me, and avenge my father."

Xie Yan only replied me with four words.

"I can not let it go."

I threw myself into his arms and burst into tears.

I kept repeating a sentence.

"I killed my master, I killed my master, I killed my master..."

Xie Yan stroked my hair and kissed away the tears from the corners of my eyes.

I gently push him away.

I said, "I am your father-killing enemy."

At this time, a young female voice sounded from the other side.

"Is he awake?"

My face suddenly paled.

It is luxuriant.

Du Xiawei's wife, Qiqi.

I don't know why she appeared here, I looked in her direction.

She was bright and charming.

I looked at Xie Yan again.

My throat suddenly froze and I couldn't speak a word.

Qiqi said to me: "Your eyes have not yet fully recovered, and you still need to apply medicine. Come with me."

I froze: "Why did you save me?"

"It was my husband's last wish."

I shook my head: "I killed him, you just kill me."

Qiqi actually smiled: "This is their own choice, how can they blame you."

I was stunned: "They?"

"Yes, they."

I wanted to see something from Xie Yan's eyes, Xie Yan seemed to see my thoughts, and said softly: "Just let her go, she will naturally tell you all this."

I believe Xie Yan.

I nodded.

Qiqi asked me, "Do you know your father's name?"

I replied: "I don't know."

In fact, I don't even know what my father looks like.

Qiqi said: "Your father is Fu Rendong, the fourth disciple of Jianmen Master Wenjian Immortal."

"The so-called immortal is just a mortal. The reason why he is called the sword-seeking immortal is because the sword he forges is the best in the world. His sword has only one word."

I blurted out: "Heart?"

"Correct."

It turned out that my father was the fourth disciple of Immortal Asking Sword.The sword in my hand is the number one heart sword in the world.

I thought of the four seasons swordsmanship, spring, summer, autumn and winter.

I silently read: "Xie Chichun, Du Xiawei, Li Qiushan, Fu Rendong. Therefore, they are all Jianmen disciples."

"Yes."

I asked, "Then who is my enemy? Did Master really kill my father?"

Qiqi said: "Your enemy is Wei Qiandao."

I was at a loss.

I said, "He was the first person I killed."

Qiqi said: "That was also the first time you killed someone. Once you hit it hard, then it fades away, and then you die three times."

I don't understand.

Qiqi continued: "Wei Qiandao is the younger brother of Immortal Wenjian. His lifelong wish is to forge a sword that is more powerful than his heart."

He is really crazy about swords.

"Wei Qiandao tried to forge a sword with a human body, and the sword-seeking fairy said to him: 'If you do this, use me to make a sword'. Wei Qiandao really killed the sword-seeking fairy to make a sword, but he was still not satisfied. .”

At this moment, I probably understood what Wei Qiandao said before he died.

'I can never compare to you. '

That 'you' is the Immortal Asking the Sword.

I also understand why he abandoned Cui Wei instead of using it, because he saw the heart sword in my hand.

I asked: "And then?"

"The Immortal Asking Sword is dead, and the four disciples wanted revenge, but they were no match for Wei Qiandao. Wei Qiandao gave them three days to hand over the Heart Sword. If it falls into his hands, the consequences can be imagined."

"So," I stroked the star on the sword, "I didn't give it to him."

"Give it."

Qiqi added: "It's fake."

I said, "Does Wei Qiandao believe it?"

"Of course he doesn't believe it." Qiqi said, "In order to make him believe it, your father killed the sword with blood."

Qiqi sighed: "At that time, you were not born yet."

Qiqi asked me: "Do you know what a bosom friend is?"

I said, "I don't have a confidant."

"Isn't Xie Yan?"

I muttered, "Xie Yan...is better than a bosom friend."

Qiqi smiled slightly, and I blushed.

Qiqi said: "A scholar dies for his confidant. The three of them are your father's confidantes. They should have died together at that time, because they had something to worry about until now."

I know that the people Qiqi is talking about are Xie Chichun, Du Xiawei and Li Qiushan.

I said, "I see, it's their own choice."

"They died in your hands, under the sword of the heart, and died willingly."

I asked, "Did Xie Yan know about this from the beginning?"

Qiqi nodded: "He and I both know."

She added: "Don't let down your master's hard work. He asked you to kill those people and make you a hero just for today. No one will doubt you."

Qiqi put Master's broken sword in front of me, my hands were trembling.

"Those people may or may not be killed. For them, death is a kind of happiness."

I bowed my head silently.

Wei Qiandao said: I can never compare to you.

Ghost Yinke said: Yes, he lost.

Meng Chang said, "Why don't you believe it?"

Leng Wusheng faced a lonely grave all day long, separated by yin and yang.

Xue Wushuang said: Please help me tell Leng Wusheng that I was not the one who killed Bai Shuqi.

Perhaps, for them, death is a kind of happiness.

In August, I found a swordsmith along the desert.

His name is Wei Zheng.

He is the son of Wei Qiandao.

I put the broken sword in front of him, and I asked him to reforge it.

He complied.

He said: "If you can defeat me, I will recast this sword."

I said: "Okay."

My purpose is very pure, I don't want to kill him, I just want to say to him: "Actually, your father is very powerful."

However, he is still dead.

Wei Zheng was laughing.

I heard him say, "Thank you."

The author has something to say: "Mo Chou has no confidant in the future" is taken from Gao Shi's "Farewell to Dong Da. II".

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There is also the last chapter "A Sword Hidden in the Red Dust".