[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Weapon Collector

Bai Yujing tied up her clothes on her own, then walked to the table, picked up the bowl of hot porridge, blew on it, and drank it down in one gulp.

From the beginning to the end, Shen Qi at the side remained motionless, as if she had become an eternal statue.

He didn't look at her, put down the empty bowl, walked to the door, just raised his hand, but was suddenly held.

"...You can't see the wind." Shen Qi walked behind him at some point, with her head bowed, her forehead covering a shadow in front of her eyes, she couldn't see her expression, she could only hear the faint trembling in that voice.

Bai Yujing sighed: "I thought at this time, if I wanted the moon in the sky, you would pick it off for me."

Shen Qi: "Do you think you are a three-year-old child?"

"It's not a bad feeling to be an old urchin."

The two communicated in a flat tone, but the hand holding the door latch did not move, nor did the hand holding the arm. An invisible sense of stalemate spread in the air.

Finally, Bai Yujing's pretentious and unrestrained smile could no longer be maintained. He lowered the corner of his mouth and said softly, "You know, Ah Huang left on the third day you left before."

"The dog?"

"Well, I had a premonition at that time."

"Feudal superstition." Shen Qi was unmoved.

"What is feudal superstition?" Bai Yujing laughed as soon as the words came out, "Forget it, I don't have the time to listen."

A certain word in this passage pierced her heart, and the slender fingertips on Bai Yujing's arm trembled suddenly.

Shen Qi let go of her hand.

Bai Yujing opened the door as he wished, he exhaled deeply, his aging face was full of joy, he squinted his eyes and looked at the cold sunny day, he said in a good mood: "Speaking of which, I haven't Take you to see my wife. Come on, I'll take you to see her."

Shen Qi nodded: "OK."

I remember that when she first arrived, she heard from the disciples of the Diancang School who led the way that the mountain forest where Bai Yujing used to live in seclusion was adjacent to the Diancang Mountain. After Yuan Zixia died, he moved to the Diancang School. After the prodigal son has tasted the warmth of belonging, it is difficult to return to loneliness.Did he move to the Diancang School because of his loneliness?

The snow on Diancang Mountain has not melted for many years, but when it bypasses a mountain range, the greenery becomes more and more dense.

Bai Yujing led the way ahead, and said with a smile: "This mountain is originally nameless, but I named it Zixia Mountain later."

There is a faint mist lingering on the Zixia Mountain, the sun is approaching, and the sun shines through the mist, glowing with colorful rays of light, just like a fairyland.A woman in a light emerald skirt with an umbrella sword on her waist, stepped on the jagged rocks. She kept staring at the old man in white with a free and easy manner in front of her. .

Bai Yujing hadn't felt so relaxed for a long time. He stepped over the rocks lightly and moved forward on the steep mountain road with lightness kung fu. He was very familiar with this terrain. Although it seemed to turn left and right, his purpose was very clear. .

At the mountainside, looking into the distance, the top of Diancang Mountain can be seen faintly. Not far away, there is a steep cliff, and a tomb beside the cliff is particularly eye-catching.

Looking closer, on the tombstone, engraved with a few big characters: the tomb of my beloved wife Yuan Zixia.

The font is free and easy, and the awe-inspiring sword spirit can be vaguely seen.You can tell at a glance that it was carved with a sword.

"You can bury me and Zixia here together later." Bai Yujing paused in front of the grave, pondered for a moment with her brows fixed, and said, "Remember to bury the Longevity Sword in my coffin, and then bury me a few more altars." bar."

Shen Qi's throat choked, and she swallowed all kinds of emotions, she just nodded: "Okay."

By this time, self-deception is pointless.

Back to light.

She has lived for so long, it is not that she has not experienced parting from her friends, and she also knows that most of those friends who parted with her are now dead, but seeing her friends grow old in front of her eyes, looking back... This experience is the first Second-rate.

At this moment, she suddenly hated her job.

Why is the task world all on the same plane? Doesn't this mean that she may watch her friends grow old again in the future?

The thoughts in her mind were chaotic, she didn't know how she followed Bai Yujing back to the Diancang School, she was like Bai Yujing's shadow, she followed him to the wine cellar to pick up a few jars of wine, followed him to the headmaster's room After talking to Xie Tianling for a long time, I followed him back to the wooden house, followed him to open the bottom of the suitcase, and found some shrouds.

"Which one looks better?"

"That purple one."

Shen Qi was silent for a moment.

"I also think the purple one is pretty good." Bai Yujing pressed the other blue one into the bottom of the box, and sighed, "But I heard that the makeup for weddings and funerals is very strong, can you not wear makeup then?"

"can."

"At that time, all the customary etiquette can be waived, I don't care about these."

"what ever."

"I'm at the end of my life... I don't think I have any regrets in this life." Bai Yujing put the purple shroud aside, looked at the expressionless Shen Qi, and wrinkled her face with a smile, "Don't do this, laugh One? Or do you want me to leave with regrets?"

silence.

Bai Yujing stopped laughing: "I know what you're thinking."

Shen Qi raised her head: "You really know?"

"You said that an excellent soul with obsession will be valued by that god. In order to gain the power of the soul, that god will help dissipate the obsession of the soul. If... If my obsession is longevity..."

"achievable."

The woman in front of him suddenly interrupted him, with a hint of hope in her eyes.

"But the price is to become an employee of the Lord God Space. This kind of thing is not without precedent!"

"is it?"

Bai Yujing smiled noncommittally.

Shen Qi vaguely saw something from his expression, the excited expression gradually disappeared, and for a while, the two looked at each other speechlessly.

She knew Bai Yujing well. Although this man was called the 'Sword of Longevity', he was actually not a person obsessed with longevity.

Just now, she was dazed.

"Longevity, it sounds very good, but that kind of life is actually a bit like a prodigal son. There is no destination, no purpose, no place to stay, it's like the swaying wind." Bai Yujing rolled up his sleeves, like a chatter Like the little old man, he said with a smile, "I'm used to being a rooted tree, and I can't fly anymore."

"If a person's life has no end in sight, I feel very boring."

boring?

Shen Qi lowered her eyes and smiled.

For some reason, Shen Qi suddenly understood why her mother retired, understood her mentality of mumbling all day to join the trial team, and understood the deep bewilderment hidden under her charming smile on the brightly lit dance floor. .

A day later, on a bright noon when the snow was melting, Bai Yujing lay on the bed, laughing and losing his breath.

Xie Tianling performed the final ceremony for him as a son.Changed the shroud.Bury him with his wife.

Because it is joy and mourning.

Shen Qi stood in front of the grave, not crying.

More than a year later, Ah Fei has become a famous "flying swordsman" in the world.As both swordsmen, the battle between him and Jing Wuming seemed fateful and inevitable.

That battle was a private appointment. It was rare for Jing Wuming to leave Shangguan Jinhong and come alone. He seemed to be no different from a year ago, but many essential things were changing. There seemed to be a kind of brilliance in the eyes.

Compared with a sword, he is more like a person, a living person with his own will.

A Fei has changed much less, because his attitude towards the sword has always been so firm, he has always been a tough person, this year, he has fought against most swordsmen in the rivers and lakes, even Guo Songyang was defeated With his men, he had achieved his purpose, fame.

So he was ready to go to sea, but before going to sea, he wanted to fight swords one last time.

A Fei looked at Jing Wuming and said, "You came here without telling Shangguan Jin Hong?"

Jing Wuming: "That's right."

He is a ruthless sword, but a sword will not have its own will, and it is a person who holds the sword.

What made him have this change?

Some people say that love makes people weak, but others think that love makes people stronger.

Ah Fei held the sword: "Draw the sword."

Their swords are very similar, both are murderous swords, both are fast swords, like shooting stars across the night sky, or the rays of light splashing when a fish leaps.

Fighting with swords quickly, the outcome only takes a moment.

It's nothing more than who is faster than who.

When Jing Wuming fell, he was holding the sword in his right hand. No one could have imagined that the moment he drew the sword, he switched the sword from his left hand to his right hand, and the path of the sword changed abruptly, which was extremely strange.

But Ah Fei seemed to have realized it long ago, avoiding the sudden change of the sword move, and the long sword pierced his chest.

The sword path to victory in the strange world has become a stumbling block when it is seen through.

He couldn't figure it out.

A Fei couldn't figure it out either.

When he went down the mountain, he raised his head and touched the top of his head, his hair was a little tangled.

'right. '

Why does Shen Qi know that Jing Wuming is better at using the right hand than the left hand?

However, there was no news of the other party, and he could only hope that he might meet her when he was overseas and ask about this puzzling question.

作者有话要说：读者“幽篁”,灌溉营养液+12017-11-2112:46:51

读者“寒至未归”,灌溉营养液+12017-11-2110:39:21

Thank you Youhuang Baby and Hanzhiweibaby for their nutrient solution.

The content of this chapter succinctly interprets my heart: feeling lost.

To be honest, I have thought about not writing Bai Yujing to death, but I also feel that the end of life is already the most satisfactory ending.

His attitude towards Changsheng is like every ordinary person of us. He thinks it is very good, but he is a little scared when he thinks deeply.

It can't be said that there is any obsession.Swordsmanship can't reach Shattering the Void either.

So, ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

Here I am very grateful to Jiyou Osmanthus Tang for her encouragement, because it is the first v article, so she cares about the readers' feelings, but she told me to stick to my own ideas, don't be afraid, and follow my own ideas.

Huh... Listening to the dusk of Zhou, after finishing this chapter, I feel lost... I decided to write about Lu Xiaofeng's world warmer.

Come on, I'm ready to lose! (opens arms with difficulty)