With Qingming Zhaji III [Jian Wang III + Onmyoji]

Many years ago, Chang'an, Tiandu Town.

The beautiful woman changed from the exquisite Miao costumes to simple Han costumes, with a March pear blossom in her hair.She was sitting in the small courtyard outside the study, and the pear trees were all blooming like snow, two of which fell on the forehead of the sleeping baby in her arms.

A four or five-year-old boy ran in from the yard recklessly, and when he was almost under the pear tree, he tiptoed lightly. He stared at the sleeping baby with his big round eyes, and said softly, "Mother, Why is Xing'er still awake?"

The woman touched his sweaty forehead affectionately, and smiled lightly: "The newborn child sleeps for a long time every day, but you, where have you been playing like crazy, covered in sweat." She gently shook her arms The baby wrapped in a thick quilt whispered softly: "Zuiyue, go find your father to change your clothes for you, don't catch a cold."

Yin Zuiyue nodded with her mouth flattened, and muttered as she walked out: "Xing'er sleeps for so long every day, when will she be able to play with me..."

The gentle and refined man came out of the study just after preparing lessons. He was wearing a light blue robe, and his every move carried a strong taste of elegant books.He bent down, hugged the mumbling little guy, and said with a smile: "When Xing'er grows up, he can play with Zuiyue."

"When will Xing'er grow up?" Yin Zuiyue put her arms around the man's neck, blinking her big bright eyes, "Father, I found a small stream in the back mountain today, the water is very sweet, I will take Xing'er there! "

"Children grow up very fast. You go to bed and look at Xing'er every day. Before long, he will grow as tall as you are now. At that time, he will run after you and can't even shake him off. You You can't bother your brother, you have to protect him, you know?"

Yin Zuiyue waved her small fist, and turned her head to look at Yin Luoxing who was sleeping under the pear tree, "The little villains in this town can't beat me! I will definitely protect Xing'er!"

The pear blossoms were blooming and falling, and the child under the flower tree watching his younger brother with wide eyes had grown into a teenager.Holding a wooden sword, he followed the old man who had gone to the battlefield next door to make gestures, and the broken hair on his forehead swayed with the posture of the sword.He turned around with the sword in his hand, and his gaze swept across a small head peeking at the door.Yin Zuiyue smiled, took out a piece of candy from her bosom, and threw it casually.

The little boy who was peeping said "Ouch", picked up the candy and ran away holding his head.

There is a small stream in the back mountain of Tiandu Town, the stream is gurgling, drifting past the blooming and falling flower petals in summer.The stream passed through a bamboo forest in the back mountain. Yin Luoxing often went to read in the bamboo forest. When he got tired of reading, he would pick a branch and dig the soft soil on the ground.

Yin Zuiyue was dragged by him from the study, the little guy ran like a gust of wind, he hurriedly shouted behind, "Xing'er, be careful."

Yin Luoxing dug a stone in the bamboo grove. After being washed by the stream, under the sunlight, the strange luster flowing between the stones could be faintly seen.He led Yin Zuiyue over as if offering a treasure, pointing to the stone he dragged to the side of the stream with great difficulty, and said lightly, "Brother, the stone is like a star falling from the sky, it will shine!"

Yin Zuiyue was so entangled that when she took the big stone home, she was still thinking, what her father said was right, children are annoying when they grow up.

Yin Luoxing put the stone under the pear tree in the yard. He often spread a roll of bamboo mat in summer, spread the books on the stone, and stayed with his chin propped up for a whole day.Yin Zuiyue was practicing sword at the side, seeing the little guy about to fall asleep like a chicken pecking at rice, she touched a piece of white sugar cake from her bosom and threw it on his head.

He looks very delicate and well-behaved, his eyes were red when his sleepiness was broken, and he stared at Yin Zuiyue, "Brother is the worst!"

When he saw the pastry at the side, he quickly picked it up, showing his white teeth, and flattered him, "Brother is the best!"

They went to Chang'an City to buy candied haws studded with melon seeds, and happened to meet the imperial concubine leaving the palace.Luo Xing stared at the gorgeous guard of honor in a daze in the middle of the road, Yin Zuiyue quickly pulled him aside.Seeing that he was about to jump up with his head up, Yin Zuiyue quickly ordered: "Be good, bow your head."

Yin Luoxing muttered softly, "I heard that the imperial concubine is very beautiful."

When the imperial concubine's sedan chair passed by them, Yin Luoxing secretly tiptoed to take a look.The young man smiled, turned his head slightly, and there was a little red icing on the corner of his mouth, "Not as good-looking as my brother."

Yin Zuiyue slapped him on the head.

When Lan Ruo came to the Central Plains from Miaojiang, she picked up Yin Zuiyue in a small town full of refugees. She didn't think it was a secret, and she told Yin Zuiyue when she was sensible.Yin Zuiyue took a sip of the soup, raised her head in the heat, "Thank you, mother."

He didn't think there was anything, but cherished this small courtyard with tall pear trees even more.

On the other hand, Yin Luoxing, after knowing this, took the pillow and shrank into his bed, and lay on his bed for half a month.

"Brother is the best, he is my favorite person."

Yin Luoxing hugged him in his sleep, and used the simplest and most innocent way to keep him as if he had foreseen the separation.

When the pear blossoms fell all over the ground in the second year, a gray-haired old man came to Lan Ruo's study.When the old man next door saw him, he stood up tremblingly, his eyes slowly swept over Yin Zuiyue, whose forehead was wet with sweat, holding a wooden sword.

The old man's name is Yan Lun, and he claims to be a descendant of Hongchen's lineage.

The mentality of the world of mortals has always been passed down only to those with peerless talents and exquisite minds.

Yin Zuiyue had a long talk with him for a day and a night, and the next day she carried the burden of the long journey.

Yin Luoxing sent him off with a smile, outside the study, outside Tiandu Town, and outside Chang'an City.

He waved his hand, "Brother, you must write a letter and send it back."

Yin Zuiyue followed Yan Lun to travel around the rivers and lakes, comprehending the mind of the world of mortals, and she studied for three years.

Yan Lun often stroked his beard, saying that Yin Zuiyue was the most talented and spiritual disciple he had ever met, and that the world of mortals had always been single-handed, so he broke the rules and accepted him.

When Yin Zuiyue finished practicing, she often thought that she had to work harder, and she would be able to return to Chang'an when she finished her studies.Thinking like this, regardless of the fatigue on his body, he clenched the sword in his hand and stood up again.Three years of winter and summer, without exception.

Yan Lun has been tossing and turning all his life, except for Yin Zuiyue, he has taken in two apprentices.One is Xiao Sha, the blood-eyed dragon king whose martial arts had been abolished by him, and the other is the "Snow Demon" Wang Yifeng, the current owner of the Valley of the Evil.

His martial arts are outstanding, and he has offended countless enemies.

When Yin Zuiyue faced the enemy with a sharp sword in her hand, she realized that what she had learned was far from enough.The dozens of masters besieging him have already made him face desperate situations time and time again, and Yan Lun just left for Wanhua Valley the day before yesterday to ask for medicinal materials.

He knelt on the ground on one knee and wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth, thinking that he would not be able to disgrace the reputation of Hongchen's lineage even if he died.Just when he was about to show his final hole card, the black dragon Zhantie fell from the sky, and he didn't even see how the person in front of him made a move. The man in black who had driven him into desperation before had turned into corpses all over the place.

Yin Zuiyue traveled with Yan Lun in the rivers and lakes, and recognized the identity of the man the moment he saw the sword.

He stood up with difficulty, and clasped his fists to the person in front of him, "Thank you, Senior Sword Master, for saving me."

The sword master Tuoba Sinan, except that he lost to Gongsun Erniang by a half stroke in the famous sword competition when he was 12 years old, he tried swords all over the world without losing a single one.

The Juggernaut came to find Yan Lun for a sword fight.Yin Zuiyue's incomprehensible master came back from begging for medicine, saw how much Tuoba Sinan had given him advice, and directly pushed him to the Sword Master.

The Juggernaut has always been reticent, and he nodded slightly to Yan Lun asking him to teach his disciples on his behalf, and said "Yes", which showed that he was very satisfied with Yin Zuiyue.

Yin Zuiyue was unwilling at first, but when he was besieged a few days ago, he deeply felt his lack of force and flaws in swordsmanship, and after a few days of getting along with him, he was deeply impressed by the sword master's superb swordsmanship and extraordinary sword intent.

He is talented and intelligent, and he has comprehended the profound meaning of the world of mortals in three years. What he lacks is the experience accumulated over time. However, following Tuoba Sinan, who is superb in martial arts, even if it is just a half-style instruction, it is also important for him. The best options and progress.

Yan Lun was invited to be a guest on the Knights Island. The sword master once defeated Fang Gan, the owner of the Knights Island, the "most strange man in the world".Yin Zuiyue bid farewell to her master, and followed this true "No. [-] in the world," the most famous and also the most low-key and mysterious swordsman in the martial arts, to Dongying.

In Dongying Zhongtiao Yidao Liu, there is a famous swordsman who is comparable to Tuoba Sinan, Xie Yunliu.

Yin Zuiyue stayed with Tuoba Sinan in a foreign country for seven years.From being crushed and beaten by a disciple of the sword style to evenly matched to almost invincible.In seven years, his swordsmanship has reached the peak, combining the mind of the world of mortals, the sword intent of the sword master and the essence of Yidaoliu, and he can even perform hundreds of moves without defeat under the hands of Tuoba Sinan and Xie Yunliu.And what supported him to stand up holding the hilt of the sword after being exhausted again and again was the deepest memory, the snow-white pear blossoms in the spring breeze in March.

He often gazed at the star-studded night sky. A boy once sat in a small courtyard full of flowers, pointed to the shiny stone under the pear tree and asked him, "Brother, when the stars fall, they will become such a stone, right?" ?”

"Brother, the old man next door said that the red leaves in Fenghua Valley are very beautiful. You can take me there in the future, okay?"

"Brother, I went to learn how to make candied haws with Xiaosongzi's mother yesterday. After I learn it, we don't have to go to Chang'an City to buy it. I will make it for you, okay?"

"Brother, white sugar cake is too sweet, hit me with sweet-scented osmanthus cake next time, okay?"

"Brother, when I grow up and earn a lot of money, let's buy a bigger yard, draw a lot of stars on the wall, and move the stones and pear trees, okay?"

"Brother, I'll sleep with you tonight, okay?"

"Brother, don't go with that old man, okay?"

"Brother, if you must leave, remember to write to me often, okay?"

"Brother, I'll wait for you to come back, you must come back early, okay?"

……

He brought the thick letter paper that he had not sent, the swordsmanship that could shock the entire Central Plains martial arts, and countless days and nights of madly surging thoughts. He returned to Chang'an, but he didn't even see the boy's last face.

In the Battle of Lubenyuan, the surrounding area including Tiandu Town was completely destroyed. He hurried back day and night, only to see a devastated academy and a burnt pear tree, not even a corpse. arrive.

And all this is just because the imperial court is afraid of the increasingly powerful martial arts of the Central Plains, and a Hongmen banquet held outside Chang'an City, the so-called competition has turned into a cruel melee among various sects.

His teenager likes to lie under the pear tree and read a book. He doesn't know martial arts, and treats people gently. When he laughs, it seems that the city is full of pear blossoms.Such a beautiful person, the person he cared about, died in the cruelest blood.He trembled all over, unable to think about the pain Yin Luoxing endured to die.Yin Zuiyue clenched her fists tightly, and the family letter written word by word in the middle of the night instantly turned into powder. His parents, his family, and everything he cared about day and night thousands of miles away no longer existed.

His eyes were red, and he clenched the sharp sword in his hand.Yin Luoxing died, and he didn't know whose hands or sect he died, so let them all have a hard time.

When Yin Zuiyue followed Yan Lun into the rivers and lakes, Lan Ruo had passed on the secret techniques of the Five Poison Sect to him.With the ancient technique of refining corpses, he found the Tianyi Sect and Wu Menggui, the former elder of the Five Poison Sect who coveted this secret technique for a long time.

However, the conditions required for the ancient corpse refining technique are extremely harsh. They experimented for hundreds of days, but when he was about to give up and look for another way, something seemed to have changed in the Ten Thousand Gu Blood Pool. The first batch of powerful poisonous corpses were successfully refined. .

Refining poisonous corpses requires "materials." Yin Zuiyue is a descendant of Hongchen's lineage. His master is Yan Lun, sword master Tuoba Sinan, and Xie Yunliu. .His hands were stained with blood, and these hands were supposed to make sweet-scented osmanthus cake for Xing'er, holding the rein and taking him to Fenghua Valley to see the fallen leaves.But the young man who made him insist on being strong for ten years is no longer there, only the deep-rooted hatred keeps growing and sprouting.

Martial arts in the world of mortals ultimately cultivates the mind, but he has already gone astray, and he is no longer worthy of being a successor in the world of mortals.

He instigated Tangjiabao and the Red Clothes Sect, instigated Nanzhao, and used poisonous corpses as bait to create, step by step, the war that lasted for several years and the people's livelihood.

It's not that he wants to lead the martial arts in the Central Plains, nor is he trying to be the Ninth Five-Year Master. In fact, he doesn't know what his purpose is, he just doesn't want to make everyone feel better.The more chaotic the better, the sadder the better, the more desperate the better.It was as if the moment he returned to Tiandu Town was more sad than dying ten thousand times.

He tried his best to miss Yin Luoxing.He built the Zuiyue Villa, and painted the walls and pillars with beautiful falling stars.He was wearing the white clothes that Yin Luoxing liked, with star patterns embroidered with dark thread on the front of the clothes.When he knew that the Falling Star Sword born in the Hidden Sword Villa was made from a meteorite in Lubenyuan, he even did not hesitate to expose himself to Ye Ying as a disciple of the Sword Master, the descendant of the world, to get the sword.

He often held the Falling Star Sword close to his chest, the cold temperature of the sword was like the cold fingertips of a young man.He looked at the peerless and famous sword glowing in the night, as if he saw Yin Luoxing smiling lazily at him with a book in his hand under the pear blossom tree in summer.

But at that time, he gave up everything, but he could never go back.

The author has something to say:

Yin Zuiyue: Hongchen Yan Lun is my master, sword master Tuoba Sinan is my master, and sword demon Xie Yunliu is also my master.I'm that awesome!

Hey... It's really hard to write about memory killing

will... just wait and see

There are [-] words in this chapter, I feel suddenly thick and long hahaha

Thank you for seeing the little friends here, bow.