Vendetta

Ding Yue knocked on the door, but there was no answer for a long time. She stood at the door and asked, "Fu Ling, are you in?"

"Bang!" There was a sound of a heavy object falling in the room.

Ding Yue hesitated again and again, but still opened the door and went in. The candles in the room were extremely dim, Poria cocos was lying on the cushion, the wine jar on the table was empty, tossed and turned, and the room smelled of alcohol.

Fu Ling poured all the remaining half jar of wine into his mouth, the wine flowed down his chin onto his clothes, he threw the empty wine jar aside, and then looked up at Ding Yue.

The candles in the room were dimly lit, Ding Yue couldn't tell whether he was drunk or awake, Fu Ling quickly withdrew her eyes, reached out her hand as if no one was there, picked up the wine jars one by one, shook them, and found half of the jar of wine.

"Brother came to ask you to drink? The wine in the Northwest is extremely strong, and if you drink too much, you will have a lot of stamina..."

"Ding Huai is different from you, different from you, Gu Hunhong, and Tongtian Sect." Fu Ling handed the wine jar to his mouth, took a sip, and continued: "I saw him the first time I saw him." I know, he is not the kind of villain and bandit, he has a kind of literati spirit, he does not belong to the Jianghu."

Ding Yue laughed and said, "Maybe you are right."

Fuling drank alone, without saying a word, Ding Yue was silent for a long time, and asked, "Fuling, have you ever done anything you regret in your life?"

"What do you regret?" He drank too much Fuling wine, his voice trembled, he stretched out his hand to hold the jade pendant on his chest, and murmured: "Ten years of hard training in martial arts and swordsmanship. Relax..."

"Nightmare haunts me, hatred oppresses me. For decades, I have never complained of suffering..." Fuling stood up staggeringly. He was already drunk, half crying and half laughing: "But now, now , I finally had a thought, finally someone is willing to treat me like this, why, why can't I... Although I am not a gentleman and saint, I think I have never done any evil, I have no parents, no relatives, Without Master, the world is so big that I don’t even have a place to go, there is only this one person, can’t I stay?”

Ding Yue's eye circles were red, and she persuaded: "Fu Ling, life is still very long, and you will meet many people, so he must be the only one?"

"I don't know how long my life is, and I can't see the future, but I know that my heart is all on him now. Maybe I will meet someone else, but I won't meet him again .”

Fu Ling suddenly turned his head, as if he had just discovered Ding Yue's existence, he was a little dazed, stared at Ding Yue for a while, then shook his head with a wry smile: "Ding Yue, I should have hated you, indeed...I hated you poisonously, but I When I see you, I still think of Zimai Village, the half piece of candied fruit you stuffed for me, I have dreamed of that green wheat field countless times, it is obviously such a good dream, why is it stained with blood?"

Ding Yue couldn't speak, her heart was in pain like a knife stabbing.

Fu Ling had already turned around, picked up the wine jar staggeringly, and said bitterly: "If my parents and sisters find out, they will definitely be disappointed with me, right? I have been dreaming for so many years, treating my enemies as good people..."

When he turned around again, Ding Yue saw that his face was covered with tears.

Fu Ling's eyes were staring at the night sky outside, she couldn't see the expression in his eyes clearly, she could only see tears falling silently, "I don't accept my fate, but I can't keep anything I want."

Ding Yue watched him drink one jar after another, the table was full of wine jars, he actually hid so much wine in the room, it seemed that he wanted to taste all the pain in his heart with the wine tonight, he No more talking, tears streaming down, mixed with the wine.

Ding Yue got up and brought him a bowl of hangover soup, Fu Ling just glanced at it lightly, but still turned her head.

"Drink a little sober soup, if you drink too much wine, I'm afraid you won't feel well tomorrow."

After a few words of persuasion, Fu Ling still ignored him. Ding Yue knew that he would not drink, so she put the hangover soup on the table and retreated from the room.

Standing outside, Ding Huai asked, "Is he still drinking? Is the hangover soup still intact?"

"Not moving," Ding Yue shook her head, and said, "Let him drink, it's good to vent all the pain from the past."

Ding Huai nodded, smiled helplessly, and said: "Sometimes I forget that he is still a young man who has not reached the weak crown."

How much bitterness did Fu Ling put in her heart to be so free and unrestrained?

"Brother, I have something that I must do." Ding Yue laughed, Danfeng's eyes slightly raised, "I've already decided."

Ding Huai has not seen Ding Yue's pure smile for a long time. At this moment, it seems that he has returned to more than ten years ago. The person in front of him is still [-] years old. She is wearing a pink skirt and smiling sweetly. It is a woman best age.

Today's Ding Yue, although still beautiful, has lost the innocence of that time. The years have made her smile gradually fade, and there are some fine wrinkles at the end of Danfeng's eyes.

Ding Huai felt faintly uneasy: "Yue'er, you..."

"Brother, there are some things that must be done. I am happy in my heart. You don't have to persuade me."

Ding Huai stopped talking, he looked at the smile on his sister's face, and finally nodded.

Fu Ling drank too much wine, and he fell on the table. Half asleep, half awake, he returned to Zimai Village.

At this time, he has been away from home for ten years, and there are only blood-colored sunsets and mournful crying back and forth in his dreams.

It's been so long that he can't remember anything else.

At this moment, he was standing in front of the green wheat field again, and the wind blew over, causing ripples.

Everything was peaceful and quiet, and he still had such tender memories.

"Poria?"

Feeling someone calling his name, Fu Ling turned her head, and the girl in sackcloth bent her red eyes and smiled at him.

Fu Ling was stunned: "Sister Xiaoyun?"

The girl stuffed him with a piece of candied fruit, touched his head, and said, "I'm leaving, I'm here to say goodbye to you."

"Where are you going? To wash clothes?"

The girl shook her head and waved to him, and when he looked up again, the girl's figure had disappeared, and there was only this wheat field in front of him, and then blood was covering the sky and attacking him.

Fu Ling's mind was in chaos, he opened his eyes suddenly, it was already daylight, and the beams above his head came into view, he wiped off his cold sweat, rubbed his temples, while Gu Hunyu poured him a cup of tea, Fuling took it and drank it, breathed a sigh of relief, spread her hands, only to find that she was holding a small porcelain bottle in her hand. When she opened the porcelain bottle, there were dozens of small pills in it, the color and smell of which were the same as the ones that Gu Hunhong had given him before. The antidote is very similar, pour it out and count, a total of 32 pieces.

Including the four coins that Gu Hunhong gave him before, exactly 36 coins!

Fu Ling was shocked, he turned over and sat up, and asked Gu Hunyu next to him, "Where did this thing come from?"

"Half an hour ago, Ding Huai sent someone to deliver it." Gu Hunyu was taken aback by Fu Ling's expression, "Master, did you drink too much wine? Your complexion is so bad."

Fu Ling asked eagerly: "Is Gu Hunhong still here? Did something happen?"

Gu Hunyu didn't understand what happened to Fuling all of a sudden, he replied: "No...he seems to have taken someone out, as if he was going to arrest someone, just now there was a mess down there, I don't know too well..."

Hearing this, Fu Ling immediately picked up the Long Ya knife, packed the important things into a bag, threw it on her back, pulled Gu Hunyu up and walked out.

"Lord Fu, the leader has ordered you not to go out."

Fuling looked at the guards outside the door. There were quite a few people there. Although he didn't pay attention to them, it was inevitable that time would be wasted. After a little thought, Fuling closed the door and jumped out from the window on the third floor, just in the room not far away. On the top, the guards below were unable to get up because of their lack of lightness skills. Fuling carried Gu Hunyu on his back, stepped on the roof tiles all the way, looked around, and finally saw a black horse eating hay.

The black horse was fat and strong, with a bright coat color. Fu Ling jumped from the roof of the house and landed on the horse's back. The black horse neighed and galloped forward quickly. Out of Tongtianjiao.

Sitting behind Fu Ling, Gu Hunyu said: "Master, go south, I watched them go south upstairs!"

"it is good!"

Running all the way south, I saw a group of people surrounded by a stone mound, and three shadows could be vaguely seen on the rock mound.

Fu Ling got off the horse, put Gu Hunyu down, hid behind the stone, and whispered: "You stay here and hide well, and don't come out no matter what happens, if I don't come down, you just go west and go back to Rou However, sixteen."

Gu Hunyu grabbed Fu Ling and said, "Master, are you going to save them? Aren't they your enemies?"

"Yes," Fu Ling sighed, and said, "I used to think that everything in this world is either black or white, good or evil, but now it seems that it's really hard to tell right from wrong. Follow your heart."

"Don't be afraid, your master is amazing!"

Fu Ling rubbed Gu Hunyu's head, flew on the horse, and went straight to the stone mound. With one flying body, she jumped onto the stone wall. The Tongtian Sect disciples below did not have such light skills, so they couldn't stop them.

"I taught you your skills. You don't know what is good or bad, how dare you betray me?" Compared with Ding Huai and Ding Yue who were in a mess, Gu Hunhong was completely unscathed, holding the sword calmly, Said: "Ding Huai, this matter has nothing to do with you, you step aside, I don't have to pursue it."

Ding Huai was covered in blood, without any fear, he still stood in front of Ding Yue, who was so angry.

"You are no longer the good teacher we met that day, you are no longer Zheng Ruquan of the Huoshan School, you are Gu Hunhong, the demon leader of the Tongtian Sect!" Ding Huai spat out a mouthful of blood, and continued: "Even if we have many mistakes , you are not worthy of being a teacher! Even if I die today, I will never work for you again!"

"Okay, then I will fulfill you today."

Ding Huai closed his eyes, waiting for the imminent death, only to hear a clear sound, but the blade did not fall on him.

"You can't fulfill it, but I can give you a ride."

This tone, this voice was very familiar, Ding Huai suddenly opened his eyes, Fu Ling was standing in front of him, dressed in black, with the Dragon Tooth Saber firmly blocking the blade.