Zhan Ye

In the excruciating pain that all the viscera and six internal organs seemed to be burned at the same time, Duan Xiongmei seemed to be able to always hear a faint sound of the piano.The sound of the piano has never existed in his memory, but for some reason, it always makes him feel familiar and peaceful when he hears it.The sound of the piano repeated over and over again, calming his pain lightly but constantly.

Duan Xiemei wants to open his eyes.

In the past countless times of gloomy and hopeless situations, he wanted to close his eyes many times and be done with it, but each time he forced himself to open his eyes because of various unwillingness.He was not unwilling this time, he was obviously very calm when he went to die, but he was unprecedented, after hearing the sound of the piano, he had a stronger desire to open his eyes than the sum of countless times in the past.

He didn't know how long he struggled in pain and urgency like this.

Duan Ximei suddenly opened his eyes.

He may have closed his eyes for too long, and when he opened them suddenly, he felt a glaring white light in front of him.After getting used to it for a while, he realized that the white mass was not nothingness.

That is the color of the clouds in the sky.

Then he gradually got used to seeing the mountains and water around him from the corner of his eye, and his body gradually recovered to feel the warmth of the breeze blowing on his face and the sun hitting his body.

Then he felt the pain all over his body that made him drowsy like being stabbed thousands of times.

At last he heard the sound of the piano.

The piano sound that made him spontaneously regard it as an illusion the moment he woke up.

Duan Ximei didn't know where the strength came from, which made him sit up suddenly the moment he heard the sound of the piano.

Looking in the direction where the sound of the piano came from, he saw a person sitting on the ground under a tree five or six feet away from him, with a guqin in his arms, playing casually.From time to time, leaves would fall from the tree, and the man was dressed in white against the falling leaves, fluttering like an exile.

Duan Xiong held his breath and looked at that place.

At this moment, he forgot the pain all over his body, forgot Wei Feiqing who he missed from time to time even when he was asleep, and forgot everything around him. He only had eyes for the person playing the piano under the tree.

It wasn't until the man played the piano two more times that he finally got up and walked towards him.As the person approached, Duan Ximei saw clearly that she had a very beautiful face, and there was a bit of heroism in her beauty. If she hadn't been too mature and graceful, just looking at her face, I'm afraid it would be easy for her As a young woman in her early twenties.

She finally stood in front of Duan Ximei, stretched out her hand to grab his pulse, and sighed after a while: "Your meridians have been cut off. Although there is no danger of life now, it is difficult to get better in a short time. It is too much to become a demon instantly. Domineering, I'm afraid that your current body can't bear the impact at all, I try to relieve your pain every day with a mind-bending song, but I don't know if it will help."

She was originally focused on Duan Xiemei's injury, but when she looked up at his face, she froze for a moment.

Duan Xiongmei didn't know when his face was stained with tears.

I'm afraid even he himself doesn't know.

Just because he was accumulating the greatest courage in his life at this time.

When he felt that he was finally ready, he finally asked, "Mom...are you my mother?" With just one sentence, his voice trembled out of shape.

After saying these words, his tears that were flowing quietly turned into turbulent waves.

At the moment when he asked this sentence, he finally fully understood his own heart.

Why didn't he ask Chi Ming about his own life experience since he was a child, why didn't he listen to Mei Laihe when he mentioned his mother, why didn't he respond as Feng Chan wished when he chose to fight Xie Yin He asked more about his parents.

His father is dead.

This matter has long been settled.

But what about his mother?

It turned out that he was not indifferent.

It turned out that he didn't give up investigating everything about his biological parents just because he was alive.

It turned out that he just... thought that as long as he didn't ask, didn't listen, didn't know, his mother would still be alive.

At that time, the person in front of him swept him away from Xie Yin's sword.

With the last of his strength, he opened his eyes and glanced at her.

He saw her eyes.

Those same eyes.

He thought that what he had been secretly begging for for 20 years would actually come true.

Duan Xumei stared at the person in front of him without blinking, his eyes already blurred by tears.

However, this beautiful woman who he thought was his mother just looked back at him quietly, with a strange sadness in her calm eyes, watching him cry silently for a long time, finally said softly: "My name is Cen Jiangying, I am Not your mother."

Duan Ximei trembled uncontrollably.

But Cen Jiangying said immediately: "You will take good care of it for a few days. When you are better and can walk around, then I will take you to see your mother."

Duan Ximei gritted his teeth tightly, so he could barely restrain the trembling: "Can't...can I go now?"

"She has been waiting for you for 20 years." Cen Jiangying looked at him, the sadness in his eyes was so intense that he couldn't let go, "Are you going to see her like this? She will feel bad."

Because of her words, Mr. Duan spent the next three days trying his best to cooperate with Cen Jiangying to help him heal.

During the three days, he didn't see any outsiders except Cen Jiangying, and he didn't know where he was.But he didn't care, at least not at the moment.

He just experienced the feeling of regaining what he thought he lost, and then regaining the loss again, and suddenly his mood returned to the calmness of stagnant water.

Cen Jiangying was worried that his body would not be able to withstand the impact of becoming a demon that swept through his body immediately after the meridians were severed, but in fact he was familiar with it, after all, this was not the first time.

The two of them spent three days without saying a word.

Three days later, Cen Jiangying took Duan Ximei, who was finally able to walk around, away.

It wasn't until the time of leaving that Duan Ximei discovered that he had been staying in the back courtyard of a palace these days.

The name of this palace is Danxiao Palace.

After Duan Ximei left the palace, he discovered that the palace was built on a mountain peak.

The two walked a long way.

Keep going down the mountain road.

The small courtyard where Mr. Duan was staying had a pleasant climate and warmth, which was very suitable for him to recuperate from his injuries.

And when he followed Cen Jiangying down to the current valley, he realized another reason why Cen Jiangying didn't allow him to come that day - the whole valley was extremely cold, and with his internal injuries a few days ago, he would definitely not be able to bear it if he came here live.

If the Danxiao Palace is as warm as spring, this valley is as cold as winter, but this place is still not the end of the two.Mr. Duan saw that Cen Jiangying left the waterfall at the end of the stream in the valley with a flick of her hand as if she were parting a curtain, but felt that there were people outside of this world, and the journey of martial arts was really endless.

When the two entered the waterfall, Duan Ximei realized that there was actually a cave inside, and he walked for several miles before finally discovering the reason why the valley is so cold.

Just because at the end of the cave, there is an ice cave.

The ice cave is still tens of feet down from the cave.

But Duan Ximei only stood at the top, his beard and hair were already frosted.He looked at the dots of star white in his hair, and suddenly felt a little lost.

Cen Jiangying didn't speak to him because she saw that he lost the desire to speak after hearing that she was not that mother, but it didn't mean she didn't care about him.For these three days, no, from the moment she rescued him, all her attention was always on him alone.

She really wanted to get to know him.

At this time, she couldn't help asking: "What are you thinking?"

Duan Ximei said: "I think of a friend." When he saw him for the last time, he happened to see his white hair like frost.

He seemed to smile slightly when he mentioned the word "friend", and Cen Jiangying couldn't help but smile along with him: "Do you have friends too? No... I mean..." She was a little anxious and embarrassed for a while, Just because she didn't intend to ridicule him for having no friends.She was just... happy about it.

But Mr. Duan obviously didn't take it to heart: "So I didn't have any, but after I met him... No, it should be said that after I met him, I realized that I, who thought I had no friends, was really a mess."

He didn't know how long he had been in a coma, how long he had stayed here, what was going on with Guan Ju, and whether the Zodiac and everyone in Hermitage Village were still alive.He used to always regard the zodiac signs as strangers who had to stay together, but they clearly had a life-and-death relationship since they were very young, and they were clearly his friends all along.

Forgive him for getting acquainted with Xie Yu seven years ago and thought he had the first friend in his life.

Without Wei Feiqing, he would not have realized his ignorance.

But at this moment, he didn't really want to think of Wei Feiqing.

Cen Jiangying saw that he didn't want to talk more, so she said, "We want to go down to the bottom, can you?"

Duan Xiemei glanced at her when she heard the words: "Didn't you bring me here because you knew it well?"

Cen Jiangying paused, sighed softly, and said, "Becoming a Demon from the Ground is too domineering. It really does all kinds of harm but no benefit. However, all the people in the world are still flocking to it. If you have a good tone, you will definitely be able to repair internal injuries with the strength and dominance of the exercises themselves. In a sense, you can almost say that you have an immortal body."

What is the mere tens of feet of ice cave at the foot? Mr. Duan has wandered between life and death dozens of times in the past few years, after all, he is still standing here until this moment.

These days, Cen Jiangying saw that Duan Ximei had endured the unbearable pain of others and survived. However, in contrast, his heavy internal injuries, which fell on others, would surely kill him, were placed on him. In a few days, most of it will be healed.Thinking of this, she couldn't help sighing again: "When you were in a coma, someone suggested that I abolish all your internal strength and start over from scratch. But I couldn't do it because I was worried that you would never wake up again... Now it seems that, I don’t know if this decision is right or wrong.”

The moment Duan Ximei opened his eyes, she understood what kind of person he was through his eyes.She knew that after the moment when he was at the mercy of others, she could only dream of abolishing his martial arts.

Mr. Duan didn't respond to this, as if he wasn't the one who almost lost his martial arts all over the world without knowing it.He just took out the rope in his arms, and jumped directly towards the big ice cave tens of feet down.

Cen Jiangying followed him and jumped down.When she landed on the ground, she saw that Duan Ximei was kneeling on the ice with a thick layer of hoarfrost all over her body.

An ice coffin was actually placed on the white ice surface from above.

Inside the ice coffin was a person lying horizontally with his eyes tightly closed.

That person had exactly the same face as Cen Jiangying.

Duan Ximei saw Cen Jiangying's eyes and took them as his mother's.

He couldn't see the eyes of the person in the ice coffin.

But the moment he saw her, he knew that he would never admit the wrong person again.

He rested his hand on the ice coffin, wanting to lift the coffin lid, but he didn't dare.

At this time, in his eyes, she was like a beautiful sculpture.

But he knew that once he lifted the lid, she would change from a sculpture to a corpse in an instant.

How dare he?

Cen Jiangying's voice came from behind him.

She said quietly: "Her name is Cen Jiangxin, she died... when you were born 20 years ago."

Duan Xiemei tightly grasped the coffin lid with both hands.

"On that night 20 years ago, your father was besieged on the top of Gujue Peak, and she gave birth alone in the palace. The matter about your father exhausted her mind, and her body and spirit were stretched to the extreme before she gave birth. That night It really rained a lot... She kept crying and screaming for an unknown amount of time. She has lived for more than 20 years as a free and elegant person. When has she ever lost her composure like that? I saw that she was really in too much pain. I really can't bear to see her suffer like that, I wish she could... But she was determined to give birth to you no matter what. Then you were finally born safely, and she was already at that time... I don't know why she can still persist and leave your father After that, she never closed her eyes again. She waited for another three days and three nights. I know she wanted to wait for the news that your father escaped safely, but what she waited for was someone who killed all the way from Shenxiao Palace to Danxiao Palace. Chi Ming... Chi Ming told her that your father was dead, and snatched you from her arms. Chi Ming had already become red-eyed at that time, and I was not his opponent at all. Your mother, she...will not die with peace "Cen Jiangying told the past word by word, and at some point she had already walked to Duan Ximei and squatted down, looking at the quiet woman in the ice coffin with him that time had stopped 20 years ago.

She faced that face, as if she was looking at herself in a mirror.And the person who has been a mirror to her for 20 years, will never open his eyes again.

The hands of Mr. Duan grasping the coffin lid had already oozed blood, blended into the ice and snow, the red was dazzling, and he said in a hoarse voice for a long time: "...No."

Cen Jiangying stared at him blankly.

"My adoptive father...Chi Ming didn't do it on purpose, he didn't want to make my mother sad." Duan Xiemei's voice was hoarse, as if every word had been run over a whetstone, "He just... my father is dead, He probably saw that my mother was going to die, and he didn't want me to see my mother's death with my own eyes. At that time, the masterminds who besieged my father were the Helan brothers and sisters. If my mother died, it would be impossible for him to keep me in Jiuzhong Tiangong, he can only take me away."

Yes, Nine Heavens Palace.

From the time he followed Cen Jiangying out of the small courtyard, saw the three characters "Danxiao Palace" in the palace, and saw many familiar layouts, he finally knew where his mother came from.

Nine Heavens Palace.It turned out to be the Nine Heavens Palace.