Shuang Hua You Nuo

two months later.

In a small village in the Shu region, there was a vibration of fighting in the perennially dead mountain village.

In the sparse thatched huts, the villagers of each family shivered, embraced their wives and daughters, closed their eyes and prayed, their faces full of panic.

The huddled body trembled more violently from time to time because of the sound of fighting coming from outside the door.

Two figures, one black and one white, were holding long swords, and the swords were as bright as a rainbow.In an instant, all the crawling spiders around him were wiped out.

Even the female spider, which was the size of a black bull, also stiffened its eight claws and died completely.

The two put their swords back into their sheaths, looked at each other, and fell side by side to a remote abandoned roof a little far from the village.

There was a graceful woman in red standing on the roof. When the woman heard the movement, she turned around and smiled.

The two men also bowed their heads in return, one with a cold and aloof expression, the other with gentle brows and eyes and a smile on his lips.

The woman in red seemed to be familiar with the two completely different reactions, and asked the two of them, "Is it okay for the Taoist priest?"

The man in white nodded when he heard the words, and said: "The female spider is dead, and the little spiders have been killed. At your request, the spider spirit was killed with a sword, and the body is intact, waiting for you to fetch it."

Hearing this, the woman stretched her finger down and said, "I've dealt with it too, leaving only a few spiders to fight with A-Qing, to hone her combat skills."

Where the three of them looked, there were two spiders as big as millstones showing their teeth and claws. In front of the two spiders was a [-]-year-old and beautiful girl in yellow clothes.

The girl was slender and petite, holding a bamboo stick with purple light in her hand, and screamed repeatedly in her mouth.

After some fighting, the purple light of the bamboo stick in the girl's hand rose sharply, and the two poisonous spiders immediately killed the stick.

The three people on the roof couldn't help but nodded in satisfaction.

The girl gathered the bamboo stick and shrunk it into a delicate bamboo tube, which was tied in her hair, and the purple tassels on the bamboo tube made her even more pretty.

She clapped her hands, raised her foot and kicked the two spider corpses, and said insistently, "Two dead spiders, I told you to harm people! I told you to scare me! You deserve to be punished!"

After kicking, he walked away, and there was a faint murmur in the wind.

"The head of the Taoist said to meet under the big peach tree at the entrance of the village. I can't be late."

The three of them couldn't laugh or cry while holding their breath on the roof. Hearing this, they quietly rushed to the big peach tree and waited for the girl to find her.

Sure enough, after a while, the girl in yellow jumped up and down to meet the three of them under the peach tree, without noticing that the three of them paid attention to her for a long time.

This group of four people was Song Lan and his group who left Poyang Lake after being entrusted by Ouyang Zizhen's letter.

After Moling, they hunted all the way back to Baixue Temple, and tempered A-Qing at the same time, living a very carefree and unrestrained life.

"The spider infestation in the village has been eliminated, should we stay here for a night or rush to the town?"

While dismantling the dead body of the female spider, Qingyi didn't forget to ask.

"It's getting late, let's rest here for one night before leaving. We will reach Baixue Temple in a short time."

It was still Xiao Xingchen's decision.He and Song Lan have known each other for many years, and they have the same mind, and they often make decisions based on their mutual wishes.

Song Lan pointed to a house, "I see that house is uninhabited, and it seems to have been abandoned not long ago."

Sure enough, it was deserted not long ago, the house was only covered with a layer of fine dust, but it was empty but not messy. It could be seen that the owner of the house was not in a hurry to leave, maybe he moved out because of the spider spirits in the village.

Several people tidied up the house a little to make an empty room, set up firewood and lit it, and it became a simple resting place.

Since this period of time, because Qingyi is well versed in divination, she has always decided the direction of the group's actions, and it is the same this time.

Qing Yi made a divination quietly, her eyebrows frowned.

Xiao Xingchen rarely saw her like this, so he couldn't help asking curiously: "How?"

Qingyi remained silent, moved her slender hand and made a divination, her eyebrows frowned a little more, and she hesitated to meet the eyes of the three people and told the situation, "Southern Xinjiang... there seems to be a serious danger recently, if you are caught in it, your chances of survival may be slim."

Xiao Xingchen looked at Song Lan when he heard the words, thought for a moment and said, "After we return to Baixue Temple, why don't we find out first. If what we point out hurts the people, even if it's a big disaster, we can't do it." Just sit idly by."

In this way, the four of them meditated all night and left at dawn.

Before leaving, tie the special medicinal powder and a prescription on the branch of the peach tree.

This village only attracted this nest of fertile spiders because of its perennially damp and peculiar terrain.If the villagers can use Qingyi's prescription to eliminate insects and dampness, there will naturally be no similar disasters in the future.

At noon, the group finally arrived at a small town.

According to Xiao Xingchen, as long as you pass through the town, and then pass two mountains, you will arrive at Baixue Temple.For a cultivator, walking with the sword, how far can the two mountains be?

Song Lan led the three of them with their swords into the deep mountains. On a lonely green peak, they saw a dilapidated Taoist temple.

More than ten years have passed since Baixue Temple was destroyed.

The years in the world are fleeting, and the massacre of Miemen that year has been buried by weeds after many years.Fortunately, Baixue Temple was built in the mountains, even though it was dilapidated, it was never trampled on.

Revisiting the old place, looking at the familiar landscape in front of him, although Song Lan had no expression on his face, Xiao Xingchen could tell from his trembling hands how excited he was.

The feeling of being close to the hometown is timid, which is probably the case.

Pass through the overgrown courtyard and come to the back mountain.The noisy forest birds fluttered their wings and flew, and there was a silent tomb in front of them.

A-Qing took a step back in fear, but Qingyi held her hand tightly and calmly.

"This is the same door of the Taoist priest who has passed away."

A-Qing was taken aback when she heard the words, and held Qingyi's hand tightly, her heart gradually settled down, and the surroundings were unusually quiet for a while.

Song Lan put the incense candles she had bought in front of the front grave, and the cigarette smoke curled up.

Xiao Xingchen knelt in front of the grave and respectfully kowtowed three times, then raised his head, his forehead was covered with grass clippings and mud, and his forehead was flushed red.

"It's been more than ten years since Xingchen couldn't repay what he owed. Fortunately, the murderer has already been put to death. I came to visit senior today, and I hope that senior and all of you will be able to rest in peace."

Song Lan watched Xiao Xingchen finish speaking in silence, then pulled him up and wiped the dirt off his forehead.

Then Song Lan turned around and knelt down in front of the grave, not paying any attention to the dirt on the ground.

"Being farewell to Master for several years, Zichen finally found his best friend. In the future, he will rebuild Baixue Temple and fulfill his long-cherished wish. Master's teachings, Zichen will remember them all his life."

Xiao Xingchen forced a smile, but a sense of panic rose in his heart.The last time I came to Baixue Temple was after I sent Song Lan to ask Master for treatment.

The Taoist leader of the audience, Li Baixue, died, and Li Zichen lost his sight. The only way to give him his eyes is to give him a gift, and he can only be safe in the ground.

At the beginning, Zichen was knocked out before he took him away. After changing his eyes, he stumbled back to Baixue Temple and worshiped. The crowd left in a hurry and never came here again.

Zichen...has he ever come back, in front of the tombs of the dead, has he ever hated me, has he ever thought of me, has he... regretted getting to know each other?He said he never blamed... but really?

She clearly knew that Zichen was a gentleman who never said anything wrong, but in the end...she was still afraid....

Xiao Xingchen suppressed his trembling thoughts and looked sideways, only to find that Song Lan was staring at him, and Qingyi and A-Qing didn't know where they had gone.

Song Lan stared into Xiao Xingchen's eyes, stretched out his hand to hold his arm, called him in a low voice, and said, "Xingchen, I've never been good with words, but I always have to explain something to you."

Xiao Xingchen shook his hands and lowered his eyes slowly.

"I regret the words that hurt you here. The enemy is Xue Yang, and you are not at fault. And I... was blind at that time, almost like a disabled person."

Xiao Xingchen raised his head, Song Lan's tone was heavy, and he closed his eyes, but his eyes were still clear and firm.

After the two of them reunited, they never mentioned this too painful past, but the pain in their hearts never lessened by half. Now...the wound must be torn open and put in the sun to dry.

"My relatives and friends were murdered, and I was filled with grief and indignation. In the face of a powerful enemy, I didn't want to drag you down. I never thought that... you forced me to change eyes, and you didn't care about my wishes at all. If I was sober, I would never allow you to do this do it like that."

Song Lan took a deep breath, and slowly let out a sigh from his chest.

"Later I finally found you. At that time, you were deceived by Xue Yang. The first person I met...was A-Qing. I never expected to be afraid to see you. Then I saw Xue Yang, and because of my doubts, I didn't meet you, but followed him. If I did it all over again, I would still do the same thing. The only thing I hate is that I couldn't take you away. At that time, you stood in front of me without knowing it, and I Think... I hope you never know who I am, and never see Fuxue again."

Song Lan cast his eyes on the desolate tomb in front of him, with a faint smile on his lips, "Before looking for you, I will swear in front of the Lord's grave, and I also pray that he will have a spirit in heaven to help me find you back. Although there are many twists and turns, my wish Finally achieved today."

Xiao Xingchen listened to every word, and looked at the rare smile on Song Lan's face. His heart was agitated, and the turbulent emotions were about to come out, and finally turned into a sigh under the suppression of reason.

"Zichen..., I...I've always wanted to come back to see you, but I'm afraid that you won't feel safe and don't like to see me again. I'm even more afraid...of myself in a mess."

When he first came back to life, Xiao Xingchen knew exactly how Song Lan spent these years.

It wasn't until Song Lan said it himself that he dared to truly believe that it was all true.Dare to look back on the past and face yourself.Only then did he realize that he had done far more than he knew.

"Zichen...you're so stupid...and...thank you."

Thank you for running thousands of miles for me, thank you for never leaving me, thank you for wandering for me, thank you for going your own way to save me from falling into hell.

In this world, there is always a person who never owes each other and can be easily separated.

The author has something to say:

All kinds of past events, and little Xing Xing's knots, I will explain them thoroughly here, I am exhausted... I will try my best to promote emotional harmony in the future.

Goal: drive as soon as possible! ¨¨