Three thousand world

【Wang Yifeng】

——Thirty springs in the rivers and lakes when one is drunk

The fluttering white snow, the mountains dance to the Milky Way.

Only Kunlun can see this snow-white sky.But this beautiful scenery frozen for thousands of miles is also a killer that can kill people. Although the beautiful scenery is unique in the world, there are not many people who can see it.

On the ice peak, there was one person standing.

The man was standing against the wind in a white dress, without a trace of variegated dark lines, like a mourning burial dress, which made people startled when they saw it.He didn't move, just stood there with his hands behind his back, letting the wind and snow stain his temples, letting the snow cover his sharp eyebrows and cold eyes.

The only thing that is noticeable is that his long hair falls down to his ankles.Even though it has been covered with white snow, it can still be seen that it is a head of long black hair.

He is like a jade sculpture, standing on the top of Kunlun Mountain, overlooking all living beings under the mountain.

He is like a snowflake, born and raised in Si, with the mystery and tacit understanding accompanying Kunlun.

He is also like a ghost, hovering alone in the mountains, wrapped in the gust of wind, with blizzard, cold and not easy to get close to.

He is also like a fairy who has fallen from the sky, dressed in white, elegant and unrestrained, seeing the prosperous beauty of this world for the first time, even though it is covered with ice and snow, it still attracts him to stop.

During these days in Kunlun, sometimes even he himself would think: Can I stand here and look at the people in the world, and I can clearly understand the morals about right and wrong in my heart?If I stand here and see the world clearly, can I be different from others and discipline myself?Can I know the sufferings of the world if I stand here with the snow and ice on my body and the cold sky?

Whenever he thinks of this, he thinks of that child.

He said his name was Ye Fan, he was from Tangmen of Bashu, and he wanted to take some snow back.

When Wang Yifeng saw him, he held the snow in both hands and tossed it back and forth for such a stupid and puzzling wish.

That day, Wang Yifeng was also standing here, watching Ye Fan fetch the snow.

Fail again and again, and try again and again.The snowflakes melted at the touch of a finger. Ye Fan tried many methods, and once walked out of Kunlun with the snow, but he always came back to fetch the snow again after walking not far, and started on the road again.

A child can be so determined!

While Wang Yifeng was amazed, he thought of the words of his mentor Yan Lun: My school of mortals is not prosperous, not because of my inferiority in martial arts, but because I am a mortal, so I don't accept disciples easily.There are many talented people in the world, but most of those who can really achieve success are those who can persevere.You have to keep in mind that whether it is yourself or someone who will recruit students in the future, the person whose will is far superior to others is the first choice.

At that moment, Wang Yifeng thought: If this kid still doesn't give up before sunset, I will take him as a disciple and pass on his martial arts.

Ye Fan really did not disappoint Wang Yifeng.

After apprenticeship, Wang Yifeng gave everything he had, and wanted to hand over all the martial arts he had learned to Ye Fan.But Ye Fan said: "Master, this disciple is from Hangzhou Cangjian Mountain Villa, and you must not learn other inner skills. Please forgive me, Master."

In desperation, Wang Yifeng had no choice but to teach Ye Fan two sets of martial arts, "Feng Ying Yi Liu" and "Thousand Needles Dazzling", as an introduction gift.

Ye Fan really lived up to expectations.

However, Ye Fan still insisted on bringing the snow back to Bashu. Wang Yifeng asked why, and he said: "Master doesn't know, Xiaowan has never seen snow, and she has no chance to see the beauty of Kunlun. If it wasn't for She is not feeling well right now, so I would like to take her here to have a look. When I left Bashu, I promised her that she would bring Xue back, and I would not break my promise. Master, I will come back after I fulfill my promise and see that Xiaowan is fine. Kunlun is here to accompany you, learn martial arts well."

After all, Ye Fan is a child at heart, said that the wind is the rain, and left the next day.Wang Yifeng didn't even have time to tell him his name and sect.

Wang Yifeng thought: It's okay, let's talk to him when he comes back.

Who knows, the first wait is half a year.

At this time, Wang Yifeng stood on the mountain peak, looked at the snow-capped mountains in the distance, and thought: According to Ye Fan's temperament, unless something happens, he will never break his promise.

Wang Yifeng's heart is devoted to his beloved disciple, so he immediately decides to go to Bashu.

Passing through Zigong, he met the person who changed his life.

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The geese from the north return to the south, and the crape myrtle soaks in the moon.

Wang Yifeng came to Zigong, Bashu, and lived outside the Great Wall for a long time. The warm and warm climate in the south made Wang Yifeng feel a little uncomfortable.What made him feel even more embarrassing was that he was dressed in white and was floating aimlessly on the street. People passing by looked at him as if they were watching a strange story.

Walking on the road, it suddenly snowed.

Bashu people seldom see snow, and immediately, the whole street boiled.People gathered outside, in twos and threes, pointing to the sky and discussing, really talking about a strange thing.

Wang Yifeng can see such a scene every day, so he is not surprised, but he has never seen a scene with sunshine and snowflakes.He raised his head and silently looked at the sky, but saw another picture.

On the second floor opposite, the window was open, and there were two women standing by the window looking at the snow, but through the gap between them, another woman could be seen sitting in the arms of the benefactor with her clothes half undressed.What attracted Wang Yifeng was not the woman's peerless beauty and coquettish posture, but the woman's eyes.

A pair of almond eyes are nothing, but those eyes are clear and bright like stars, as if they never know the folk world, and don't care about right and wrong. From her eyes, there is no trace of filth and falsehood in the world.

At that moment, the window was closed.

Wang Yifeng was like waking up from a dream, standing there for a long time unable to extricate himself.

"Excuse me..." Wang Yifeng asked passers-by, "Who is this pavilion?"

"Here? Is the young master a foreigner? This is Zigong Taoxiang Building, a famous building in Huajie."

"Taoxianglou..." Wang Yifeng muttered silently and nodded, "Thank you."

Born into a scholarly family, how could Wang Yifeng not know what the "Flower Street" is.Now that he knows, the girl's identity is probably clear without asking.

That night, the snow kept falling.

Downstairs in Taoxiang, Wang Yifeng stood there all night.The lights inside the window are dim, and the fragrance of nephrite is warm, while the sky outside the window is full of snow and cold.

Finally at the second watch, the window opened again.

After a while, the woman came downstairs holding an oil-paper umbrella, and whispered under the eaves: "This young man?"

Wang Yifeng came back to his senses when he heard the noise, moved a little, and saw that the woman was the one who came, and showed a slightly surprised smile, "Is Miss Wen calling me?"

He asked about it, Wen Xiaoyue.Wen Xiaoyue is helpless and an orphan girl. Although she has a beautiful appearance, she is born with eye disease, and she has always relied on some singing and dancing to make ends meet in Taoxianglou.

Wen Xiaoyue nodded, and walked out with an umbrella, probably to protect Wang Yifeng from the snow.Wang Yifeng stepped forward quickly, reaching out to support Wen Xiaoyue.

Both were stunned.

Wen Xiaoyue smiled with bright eyes, and her voice was somewhat helpless, "It seems that the young master thinks that the little girl's eye disease is blindness."

Wang Yifeng felt impolite, took a step back, and said: "I'm impolite. I did ask someone about it, could it be a mistake?"

Wen Xiaoyue smiled: "My lord, do you believe what other people say or do you believe what you see is believing?"

Wang Yifeng couldn't help laughing.

Wen Xiaoyue handed the paper umbrella to Wang Yifeng and turned around, "My daughter does have eye problems, but others don't know the details, thank you for your trouble."

That night, Wang Yifeng thought: Yes, seeing is believing.

Since that day, Taoxianglou has had a regular customer——Wang Gongzi.This person is unrestrained and elegant, with an extraordinary bearing, and he can be seen at a glance as a scholar who has read poetry and books, but he does not have the shabby air of a hard-educated student and the officialdom of an official in his gestures.

This person would come every day to meet Wen Xiaoyue by name, regardless of the weather, without exception.

This person is naturally Wang Yifeng.

After communicating with Wen Xiaoyue, I learned that this woman is not only outstanding in appearance and proficient in rhythm, but also has a curious heart about the affairs of the world.But unfortunately, Wen Xiaoyue suffers from a strange eye disease, and everything she sees in her eyes is black and white.There are thousands of colors in the world, red flowers, green willows, blue sky and white clouds, to her, they are all just black and white.

Knowing the truth of this matter, Wang Yifeng felt pity for Wen Xiaoyue even more. Because he traveled around in his early years and gained extensive knowledge, he told her all about the world, gossip and anecdotes, and strange people in wild history.

Wen Xiaoyue listened patiently and was fascinated.

Everyone else knows Wang Yifeng's thought and friendship, so how could Wen Xiaoyue not know?But she knew in her heart that she was a prostitute with flaws, how could she match up with a handsome young man like Wang Yifeng?Every time Wen Xiaoyue thinks about this, she becomes sad and unhappy again.

Until Wang Yifeng expressed his heart, Wen Xiaoyue wept sadly.

Wang Yifeng was smart since he was a child, and he also understood Wen Xiaoyue's heart disease, so he comforted him: "Nine out of ten unsatisfactory things in the world, don't worry about it."

Unexpectedly, Wen Xiaoyue said: "In the past, I never cared. It doesn't matter if others say I'm disabled or a freak. But since I met you, I have cared about everything. I care about getting up early and dressing properly; I care about how I dress. Is it decent; I care about the way you look at me; I care about everything and everyone you care about... Wang Gongzi, on the night we first met, I actually went downstairs to give you an umbrella just to see your appearance, so that I will remember it for the rest of my life. I have shown the love of Li Zhongxiao, but I have never expected anything else."

After hearing this, Wang Yifeng felt emotional ups and downs in his heart, but he said in a very calm and deep voice: "You say that seeing is believing, so I will see it with my own eyes; if you can't see this prosperous and gorgeous three thousand worlds, I will tell you about it." .Do you want to stay with me like this for the rest of your life?" After a pause, without waiting for Wen Xiaoyue's answer, "If you are willing, I will show you."

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After that, Wang Yifeng and Wen Xiaoyue were together.

Half a month later, Wang Yifeng redeemed Wen Xiaoyue's contract of prostitution.

The two walked hand in hand to Wen Xiaoyue's residence, the moon was dark and the wind was high, and the cool breeze was blowing, but both of them walked briskly, feeling relieved.

"Xiaoyue, after I find a way to settle down the four children of Gold, Silver and Treasure, you can follow me to other places to have a look, how about it?"

"How to settle? They are too young to do work, and how are they going to live without me?"

"You don't have to worry, I'll settle down."

"Okay, I believe you. So, where are we going to look?"

"Um... where do you want to go?"

"Everywhere is fine."

"The places I've been to are all good, you choose one."

"You once said that you lived in Kunlun before coming to Bashu?"

"Yes, Kunlun Mountains beyond the Great Wall. It's very cold there, but if you want to go, you can go."

"I remember you said that there is a valley to the south of Kunlun. There is no one inhabited there. The scenery is unique and very quiet. Why don't we go and live there for a long time?"

"Long-term residence? Alright! After you marry me, we will build a house there and take over the gold and silver treasures. Our family will live there for a long time, no one will disturb you, and we will no longer care about worldly affairs!"

When Wen Xiaoyue entered the room, Wang Yifeng turned and left with sweetness and peace of mind.

Who knows, it became a farewell.

When Wang Yifeng came to the house early the next morning, he saw that the house was in a mess, all the belongings had been taken away, and Wen Xiaoyue died tragically by the knife.

Overnight, the world was turned upside down.

He wanted to find the murderer, but he couldn't find one. In the midst of grief and anger, Wang Yifeng went on a killing spree and slaughtered the entire city.

There were tens of thousands of people in Zigong City, men, women, old and children, none of them were left in stock, and they all died at the hands of Wang Yifeng.In just one day, Zigong was reduced to the purgatory of the Tang Dynasty. The bloody smell lingered for ten days, and the stench of corpses could not be eliminated for half a year.

From then on, Wang Yifeng disappeared without a trace.

But in the valley south of Kunlun, a place to attract wicked people from all over the world - the Valley of the Wicked was built.

Guzhu is known as the "Snow Demon" because he likes to wear white clothes and kills Yingye. He ranks first among the "Three Demons" and one of the top ten villains. This person is the notorious Wang Yifeng.