Allure with one sword

Guming is the sword handed down in the Ye family's era, and it is the symbol of every head. The Ye family has always been known for its swordsmanship.

When he was seven years old, Ye Qingshi practiced swordsmanship on the top of Wuwu Peak, and he couldn't master a few sword moves well. Later, his grandfather saw it and said with a smile, "Qingshi, do you want to go out of town to play?"

Ye Qingshi grew up in Bailong Town since he was a child, and he has never been out of the town. The outside world is both mysterious and curious to him. Although he didn't show joy, his grandfather saw the longing in his eyes.

"There will be a grand banquet in Qingcheng next month, and there will be a lot of powerful people there. If you practice swordsmanship well in Qingshi, I will take you there, okay?"

"Yeah!" Ye Qingshi agreed without hesitation.

"Before the banquet, you have to practice your swordsmanship to the eighth style."

"Yeah!" Ye Qing kept nodding his head.

After that day, Ye Qingshi began to desperately practice the back art and swordsmanship, and finally made some progress compared to before.

He wrote the heart formula on the cloth handkerchief and put it in his cuff, and he could also take it out and recite it when he went to Yefu with his grandfather.

In Ye Mansion, grandfather and father were sitting in the lobby chatting, Ye Qingshi was watching the heart formula, and Ye Qingwan was also playing by himself.

"Qingshi seems to be working very hard these days." Master Ye said.

"Yeah." Grandpa smiled and sipped tea, "I promised him that if he practiced hard, I would take him to Qingcheng to play."

"Grandpa, what is Qingcheng?" Ye Qingwan, who was next to him, raised his face and asked crisply, this child looks better than his mother, with big round eyes, he looks very cute.

"It's another village."

"Grandpa, I'm going to play there too."

"Hey, Qingwan, don't be naughty, that's what Grandpa promised Brother."

Ye Qingwan was upset when he heard that, and put down the toy in his hand, "I want to play too!" As he said that, he crawled to his grandpa's feet, hugging him coquettishly, "Grandpa, grandpa, I want to go too."

Grandpa looked distressed.

Master Ye said, "If you want to go in the evening, you have to practice calligraphy and painting at home every day just like your brother."

Ye Qingwan is different from Ye Qingshi. He usually learns some basic martial arts self-defense. More often, his family asks him to learn some calligraphy, painting, chess and other things. Anyway, there is Ye Qingshi at home, and Ye Qingwan also Don't have to suffer those hardships, learn more elegant things.

Ye Qingwan burst into tears, "I don't want to! I want to go out to play! I just want to go out to play!"

Ye Qingshi put down the xinjue in his hand and looked at his younger brother who was lying on the ground.

"Why is Qingwan so ignorant at all, look at how obedient my brother is."

Ye Qingwan cried even louder, sitting on the ground and slapping the ground non-stop, "I'm going out to play! I'm going out to play!" While crying, he picked up the toys and threw them on the ground.

Mrs. Ye also rushed out when she heard the sound, seeing her son crying so much that she was so distressed, "What's the matter, Qingwan is so pitiful, let him go wherever he wants to go, why do you have to deal with a child?" gas."

Unable to withstand the attack of the two mothers and sons, Master Ye was also eager to love his son, and finally gave in, "Okay, okay, I will take you there, you should listen to Grandpa more on the way."

When Ye Qingwan heard this, she giggled, crawled to her grandfather's feet and hugged him happily, the tears on her face were still wet.

Grandpa smiled helplessly, and patted Ye Qingwan's head. This child is very clever, and always knows how to act like a spoiled child, "Get up and wipe your face clean, don't cry."

When he raised his eyes and saw Ye Qingshi who was not far away, holding the heart formula in his hand, his eyes were full of disappointment, Ye Qingshi turned his face away, as sad as if he was about to cry.

On the way back, Ye Qingshi didn't speak all the way, letting his grandfather hold his hand.

When he returned to Xuyu Water Cave, he didn't say a word. Grandpa pulled him in front of him and said, "Qingshi is still angry with Grandpa."

Ye Qingshi, who had been patient all the time, couldn't stop crying when he heard these words.

"Don't cry." Grandpa wiped away tears for him. In this world, it seems that only grandpa treats him sincerely and pities him.

"Qingshi, don't compare yourself with your younger brother, don't envy your younger brother, you have your own way to go, all your things are obtained by your own hard work."

Ye Qing looked at Grandpa with red eyes.

"In the future, you will understand that my brother has nothing to envy, and Qingshi is really on her own."

Ye Qingshi nodded ignorantly.

Later, when he went to the grand meeting in Qingcheng, he saw a big garden that he had never seen before—Qingcheng Huadu. The people of Qinglang clan were also very different from the villagers of Bailong Town. It was novel, but his face was very calm, with a calmness that shouldn't be there at this age.

Later, at the wolf king's birthday banquet, he saw that magnificent man sitting opposite him, dressed in red, so beautiful that it seemed to burn people's eyes. , and couldn't hide his sharpness at all, and the aura forcefully suppressed the wolf king.

When the man looked at their table, he met the man's eyes, and quickly looked away, pretending to be disapproving...

wake up.

There were fine beads of sweat on his forehead, he dreamed about his childhood again, he got up, lit the candle lamp on the stone table, it was nearly midnight.

It must be seeing Sun Jingwen in the Ye Mansion today that reminded him of those things in his childhood. The terrible negative emotions in his heart, like when he was a child, slowly grew from the bottom of his heart and spread to his heart.

When he was 12 years old, his grandfather said that he could not calm down and had demons in his heart, so he was really not the best candidate to be the head of the Ye family. Since then, he has been asked to practice the art of clearing his heart every day, and to suppress the feelings and desires in his heart. Over the years, he He kept those things in his mind all the time.

Ye Qingshi took a deep breath, sat on the stone platform and practiced with his eyes closed, silently reciting the Qingxin formula in his heart.

After a while, he opened his eyes again, unable to calm down and concentrate at all. He walked out of the cave, and on the top of Wuwu Peak, he saw the moonlight shining like a charm, the stars twinkling, and the village under the quiet night was peaceful.

Ye Qingshi walked towards the town along the winding path.

When he can't sleep, he usually goes for a stroll in the town, or goes to a small hillside under the Void Peak, where there is a peach grove, few people go there, and he happens to be quiet.

When Ye Qing walked into the peach forest, the leisurely moonlight illuminated the ground mottled, from here one could see not only Bailong Town, but also the sky full of stars.

Ye Qingshi walked along the path, and saw someone practicing sword in the open space ahead.

The blade of the sword is thick and thick, it looks strong and powerful, and the figure of the sword dancer is vigorous.

When the man saw Ye Qing, he was also taken aback, and stopped, "What a coincidence."

Ye Qingshi did not expect to meet Sun Jingwen here, and it was such a weird time, "Bailong Town has an enchantment set up by the ancestors, the descendants of Ye's descendants in the town will be strengthened, and outsiders will be suppressed. It is not a wise choice to practice swords here." His voice was light, the coldness of the day faded away, like a soft spring breeze, blowing through his heart.

Sun Jingwen smiled, "I just can't sleep, just pass the time. Do you also have trouble sleeping at night?" Sun Jingwen said as he sat on a big rock, patted his side, and invited Ye Qingshi to sit down too.

Ye Qingshi walked over, Sun Jingwen looked at him, always felt that he was not as well-dressed as he looked in the daytime, with a little less fairy air, but it made people feel closer, and his face was no longer cold .

Sun Jingtian raised his head and looked at the mountain trail next to him, winding all the way to the highest point of Wuwu Peak, which was already hidden in the misty clouds.

"Do you live on that?" He really looked like a fairy, and the place he lived was also full of fairy air.

"Ah."

"you alone?"

"Hmm." Ever since his grandfather passed away when he was 14 years old, Void Peak had never been to a second person.

"Why, you don't seem to go back to Ye Mansion often?"

"Didn't Qingwan tell you about me?"

Sun Jingwen shook his head, "Qingwan seldom talks about you to me."

"I... want to practice on the mountain, so I don't usually go back to Ye's house." What I don't want to admit is that Ye's mansion doesn't want to see him, and every time he goes to Ye's mansion, he also feels uncomfortable. out of place.

"I'll go to Void Peak to see you when I have time."

Ye Qingshi smiled and nodded, Sun Jingwen thought he couldn't laugh.

"Then I'll go back first, and you'll go back earlier to rest."

"Ah."

Watching Sun Jingwen's back disappear, Ye Qingshi continued to sit there for a long time.