startled autumn

The wind and snow that had lasted for several days in the capital finally stopped, the warm sun was just rising, and the brilliance seemed to flow like honey, sprinkling everyone into a piece of softness. Such a rare good weather happened to coincide with the convening of the competition The days are full of meaning.

When Han Bi arrived at the outskirts of the city, he was greeted by a large out-of-season peach blossom forest. The peach blossoms contained morning smoke, faintly bringing the scenery of spring.

Although he was sitting in the car, because of his excellent hearing, he could still clearly hear people around him exclaiming.

"It's winter, how did Chipei grow the peach blossom forest?"

"Didn't you hear that most of the nobles in the capital have gardeners and set up warm kilns on weekdays, so that you can enjoy flowers in all seasons."

"Chi Pei is so extravagant!"

"I still have to talk about Mr. Han Bi! It is said that he gave this forest to Lu Zheliu, Chipei's guest teacher..."

...It's none of my business, where do I have a peach blossom forest?

"I also heard that Han Bi and Little General Yan were jealous because of Lu Zheliu's rivalry, and they had a big fight."

"There are also Su Jingyan and Shen Zhiqiu..."

"I'm really surprised, your circle is really messed up."

Hearing this, Han Bi got out of the car without a word, and the people around saw that it was him, and hurriedly dispersed.

Who knew that Lu Zheliu was standing not far away, looking at him with a smile like a spring breeze blowing against his face.

Lu Zheliu: "You are here."

Han Bi nodded, then pointed at the peach blossoms in the distance with the white jade bone fan in his hand, and asked, "It's surprising that there are such beautiful scenery in winter."

Lu Zheliu lowered his head and smiled, "You should know more about the elegant things of growing flowers than I do."

What should I know?Han Bi finally understood why everyone said that this forest was given by him, probably because whenever someone asked Lu Zheliu this way, Lu Zheliu would lower his head and say shyly, "Mr. Han knows about this."

——On how rumors arise.

Han Bi followed Lu Zheliu into the Peach Blossom Forest, and saw a vast flat ground in the Peach Blossom Forest, on which there were several rings, from time to time young people came to the stage to compete, and they had a great time; beside the rings, there were tables and chairs With some tea, Han Bi noticed Shen Zhiqiu and Xiao Shaoling sitting in the front row at a glance. They were sitting upright, followed by several young disciples of Mo Yi in the back row.

Shen Zhiqiu, who was originally watching the arena, felt something for a moment, and suddenly met Han Bi's eyes.

Shen Zhiqiu's eyes widened in surprise, and was about to talk to Han Bi, when he just stood up, Xiao Shaoling pushed him back to his seat, so he could only shake his head regretfully at Han Bi.

Han Bi suddenly remembered that Lu Zheliu was walking beside him, but Shen Zhiqiu ignored it?

So he turned his head to look, only to find that Lu Zheliu had already put on the veiled hat, not showing his true face.

Lu Zheliu saw that Han Bi stopped to look at him, so he explained: "I've lived in seclusion for many years, I'm not used to lively scenes, and I don't want to chat with strangers, so this is the only way I can do it."

Han Biming knew that he was talking nonsense, so he didn't expose him, he just smiled and said, "I see."

Lu Zheliu led him around the arena, and there was an exquisite wooden building not far away. There were curtains on the wooden building, hanging down on all sides, as if it was airtight.

Han Bi followed him up the wooden building, and the moment he lifted the curtain, a burst of familiar incense came out, which was exactly the same as the one Han Bi usually used.Not only that, there are soft cushions and carpets in the front of the curtain, and there are tea and snacks on the low table behind.

"Master asked me to entertain you, so I asked someone to build this table to keep you out of the wind and rain." Lu Zheliu pulled up the curtain for Han Bi before sitting next to him again, "If you don't entertain well If so, please Haihan."

Naturally, Han Bi exchanged false politeness with him, but his thoughts drifted away to nowhere.

On the other side of Mo Yi, Xiao Shaoling clenched his fists eager to try, someone was fighting fiercely in the arena in front of him, but he could only watch silently under the arena, it was really difficult for a strong man.

Shen Zhiqiu was in a trance. He was in the peach blossom forest, and he couldn't help recalling some unpleasant memories.

Xiao Shaoling naturally noticed it: "Junior brother, are you feeling unwell?"

Shen Zhiqiu: "I just..."

Xiao Shaoling hated iron but steel: "You have a sword in your hand, and you can still fight later, how dare you still feel uncomfortable?"

Shen Zhiqiu: "..."

Xiao Shaoling sighed: "Oh, you really don't know the blessings in the midst of blessings." His eyes lit up again, "If that's the case, why don't you let senior brother fight on your behalf..."

Shen Zhiqiu had always respected Xiao Shaoling, and when he said this, he felt ashamed for a moment, pulled himself together, and said quickly: "I'm fine, don't bother senior brother."

Xiao Shaoling couldn't help feeling sad.

On the ring, Mo Yi and Chi Pei's junior disciples have already fought for several rounds, each winning and losing.

Xiao Shaoling asked: "Junior brother, what do you think of these few battles?"

Shen Zhiqiu's comment on martial arts has always been unadulterated, and he said straight to the point: "The superiority of the juniors lies in their solid foundation, but they are not as good as Chi Pei's disciples...unexpectedly."

"How many schools did the Chipei people join? Those who practice the Chiyang Heart Sutra use the technique of the cold ice palm next door; those who used to use the sword technique of the Xiqi School, but this time they use needles as weapons..." Xiao Shaoling supported Chin, casually speaking to Shen Zhiqiu, "Martial arts are so mixed, if they are not handled properly, I'm afraid it will damage the foundation and suffer from it."

Although Xiao Shaoling is considered young in the arena, he is extremely talented and has already reached the level of a master in swordsmanship. He is capable of fighting even against the heads of various sects. Shen Zhiqiu has always admired him and deeply believes in what he says Of course.

Taking advantage of the commotion, the two talked about it until Su Jingyan stepped onto the ring.

Su Jingyan was dressed in white today, and he was aggressive and youthful. He drew his sword and pointed it at the audience, and said loudly, "Chi Pei Su Jingyan, I invite you to fight Mo Yi and Shen Zhiqiu!"

Shen Zhiqiu stood up.

Xiao Shaoling did not give up and said: "Junior brother, do you have weak legs, why don't you just give me a chance..."

Shen Zhiqiu ignored him, but met Su Jingyan's eyes and said, "One battle will determine the outcome, can you?"

Su Jingyan smiled and said, "It's exactly what I want."

Shen Zhiqiu jumped onto the ring.

Sword lights meet.

As soon as they fought, Shen Zhiqiu felt that Su Jingyan was very different today.

When he was in Mo Yi last time, Su Jingyan's swordsmanship was wide open and closed, extremely violent, but it faintly coincided with the Chiyang Heart Sutra he had practiced. As light as flowing clouds, his footwork is even more like a bird frightened by the cold sky, with lightness as the most important thing.

To say who...

Shen Zhiqiu swung several swords one after another, and asked: "You are very different from that day, why?"

"You want to know?" Su Jingyan easily blocked his attack and said with a smile, "I'll tell you when I win!"

Su Jingyan turned from the defensive to the offensive, seeing that Shen Zhiqiu's sword was forced to turn conservative, he couldn't help but be overjoyed.

He was under Chipei's school, but he chose to learn swords. For many years, he had no exquisite sword moves for him to master, until Lu Zheliu came, taught him a set of extremely ingenious swordsmanship and footwork, and ordered him He practiced privately for three months, originally intended to challenge Xiao Shaoling, so he kept hiding his clumsiness, but unexpectedly he lost to Shen Zhiqiu ahead of time, this set of sword skills could no longer be hidden.

Looking at it now, Lu Zheliu's swordsmanship is really exquisite, making Shen Zhiqiu and Mo Yi's master disciples helpless.

However, Shen Zhiqiu was not helpless.

Su Jingyan's sudden change in style really caught him off guard, but after many trials, he found a pattern. More importantly, although Su Jingyan's current swordsmanship is exquisite, it is far different from his original appearance. Those who are in harmony are not in harmony.

There are many consequences of harmony and disharmony, one of which is the difficulty of closing the momentum after the sword is drawn.

Originally, every sword of Su Jingyan was thunderous, but when he tried to become misty, the thunder would make him weigh more than a thousand catties.

Shen Zhiqiu finally found his weakness, flicked the shadow sword in his hand, and sent it towards the wide open middle door.

Su Jingyan remained unruffled in the face of danger, with a sudden step on his feet, as if stepping through spring water, walking with the ripples, forcibly dodging Shen Zhiqiu's blow.

On the contrary, Shen Zhiqiu was stunned: "Jinghong Zhaoying?!"

Peach Blossom Forest, dressed in white, looks as graceful as a cloud.

Shen Zhiqiu seemed to have returned to ten years ago, there was a man holding a long sword, with a smile on his face, walking with dust under his feet.

The man's voice was clear.

"This move is a stunning image."

"This trick? You didn't use a sword just now..."

"You idiot, since I am Jinghong, of course it is your shadow."

The man's feet were green like spring waves, and the next moment, Shen Zhiqiu saw his own reflection on his turning sword.

……

On Su Jingyan's sword, Shen Zhiqiu seemed to see himself ten years ago, young and childish, with pure admiration in his eyes.

Whether the circling sword edge was Shiwu's sword or Su Jingyan's sword, he couldn't tell for a moment.

He just stood there, motionless.

What was different from the memory was that now Su Jingyan's sword stabbed straight at him.

On the wooden building, Han Bi clenched the white jade bone fan tightly in his hand, but he didn't know it; Lu Zheliu watched this scene calmly, as if he had expected it.

Under the arena, Xiao Shaoling squinted his eyes and murmured: "It's actually a demon."

The term "inner demon" sounds abstruse, but it is very common. People like Shen Zhiqiu, who are entangled in the past, are the most likely to arouse inner demons, fall into an illusion, and cannot come out.Xiao Shaoling had told Shen Zhiqiu many times that he should let go of the past and not get stuck in the past, otherwise the light ones would leave burdens empty, and the severe ones would cause demons.

If the inner demons are not removed, the way of the sword will be stagnant; on the contrary, if the swordsman can independently break through the inner demons, the way of the sword will definitely benefit.

Therefore, Xiao Shaoling didn't just call it quits.

Countless past events flashed through Shen Zhiqiu's mind like pieces of paper.

The first voice that rang was fifteen. Sometimes he sat by the candlelight, with an elegant and bright face, and said with a smile: "If you have a friend like this, you will live up to your age"; Han Bingshuang: "You refused to give me the sword, so I had to get it myself..."

He thought he was relieved.

He once confided in Fifteen and regarded him as a close friend, but was betrayed by him and was covered in bruises.

He Li said he was looking for his own death, Mi Lin said he was wrong, and Shiwu said he was too stupid.

So he asked himself again and again in the Yancheng Prison, am I wrong?I regard Fifteen as a friend, obey him, and put him first in everything. Is it because I am too stupid to be deceived by others, or is it like what Mi Lin said, I am too greedy for the reputation of "Fang Hezi" and ignore the truth instead. Also hurt the people around you?

In the void, another voice came.

That voice was as deep as wine and as clear as a stream:

"You obeyed him and fought with your life for him... How could he be just your friend?"

It's Han Bi.

Shen Zhiqiu suddenly realized.

It turned out that he was not stupid, let alone greedy for vanity.

Just because he fell in love with someone, he was willing to be deceived by him.

He likes fifteen, but fifteen doesn't like him.

Between him and that person, there is only one sincerity that has not met the other.

Suddenly, someone appeared in the illusion, with domineering eyes, but Shen Zhiqiu knew that he was actually a gentle person.

The man held a white jade bone fan and knocked on his head: "Everything is too late."

The past can no longer be traced, and it is too late to be persistent.

Shen Zhiqiu is like waking up from a deep dream. In the dream, everyone flees in an instant, travels all over the world, and finally ends up on the same road, all of which are left behind by him.

He opened his eyes, and a sword light pointed directly in front of his eyes.

Su Jingyan's Jinghongzhaoying sword is very fast.

Just, not fast enough!

At the critical moment, Shen Zhiqiu swung his sword to block.

There was only a crisp sound, Jinghong spread his wings, but what he hit was an iceberg.

It turned out that it was the blade of the Shadow Stepping Sword, forcibly touching the tip of Su Jingyan's sword.

Su Jingyan said in shock: "Impossible!"

He had never seen such a fast sword with his own eyes, but it was a pity that Shen Zhiqiu never gave him another chance.

But within ten strokes, he knocked down Su Jingyan's sword.

Shen Zhiqiu took the sword and said lightly: "You are defeated."

In the wooden building, Han Bi saw this scene with his own eyes, and he knew it in his heart, and said with a smile: "He was trapped by demons, and he was in danger, but he was able to break through obstacles in an instant, and his sword level must have improved. "

Lu Zheliu was silent at the side, but Han Bi could clearly see his clenched fists.

Han Bi deliberately asked him: "Zhe Liu, do you know Mo Yi's Shen Zhiqiu? I am very curious about him."

Lu Zheliu said lightly: "I've never heard of it." After a pause, "It's rare that you are interested in this competition... By the way, I'm going to comfort Jing Yan, and please sit here for a while. After that, he stood up and walked out without even turning to Han Bi to say goodbye.

However, after Lu Zheliu left for only a moment, the curtain ahead suddenly slid down, completely covering Han Bi's sight and isolating him from the outside world.

On the ring, Su Jingyan's face was pale, and he cupped his fists to admit defeat: "Jingyan is convinced!"

Shen Zhiqiu returned the gift, just saying: "Accept."

Su Jingyan felt that he had become a clown being mocked by others, and was about to run away quickly, but was suddenly stopped by Shen Zhiqiu.

Shen Zhiqiu: "I have something to ask you."

Su Jingyan: "What?"

Shen Zhiqiu: "Jinghong Zhaoying, who taught you?"

Su Jingyan pondered for a moment, but he didn't want to say more: "It's inconvenient for me to tell you in public."

Shen Zhiqiu knew that what he said was reasonable: "So, I will go to you in private."

Su Jingyan: "It's even more inconvenient in private."

Shen Zhiqiu finally understood that he refused to answer, so he turned around regretfully and didn't ask any more questions.

After getting off the ring, Xiao Shaoling patted him on the shoulder and boasted: "As expected of my junior brother, your sword is much faster, how about it, do you want to fight?"

Xiao Shaoling wanted to draw his sword as he spoke, but found that he didn't have a sword at his waist, and his heart felt like a knife was piercing him for a moment.

Shen Zhiqiu comforted him and said: "Brother, please be safe and don't be impatient, we will fight again when we go back." After a pause, "I'm going to find someone now."

Xiao Shaoling said angrily: "Who can compare swords with you?"

Shen Zhiqiu smiled and said, "Han Bi."

After finishing speaking, Shen Zhiqiu walked towards the wooden building, leaving Xiao Shaoling alone as if struck by lightning.

What Shen Zhiqiu thought was very simple, he was going to thank Han Bi.

Among the inner demons, if Han Bi hadn't said a few words unintentionally, which made him realize suddenly, there would be no him later.

Shen Zhiqiu arrived at the wooden building and went up a few steps, but saw the curtains hanging heavily, unable to glimpse the scene inside.

On the platform in front of the curtain, a fan lay quietly on the ground.

It was a white jade bone fan.

Shen Zhiqiu's heart beat suddenly, and then he opened the curtain, only to see that there was no one inside.

Han Bi disappeared.