Jia Mo

His father wandered around the south of the Yangtze River for a while, mainly continuing to investigate the matter of Yaomo Mountain Village.The Qing style is unreliable, and after half of the investigation, they went down the mountain for a grand tour.Those of them who cultivate the Tao, when they encounter a bottleneck in their cultivation, they have to travel for a while. It is said that only by observing the world can they hear the Dao, although the result is often a bad relationship, leaving behind an illegitimate child and a weeping widow.Qing style goes out to sea to find immortals, his father can only find out by himself.But the monster moth disappeared as if it had disappeared, and there was no trace of it anymore.

Having stayed in Jiangnan long enough, his father decided to go north.When he was about to leave, the wolf king smelled his traces, ran to fight with him for three days and three nights, and was finally thrown into the forbidden area by his father.

"His grandma, is it possible that in this world, only that stinky girl can defeat you?" The wolf king said angrily.

Qi Shenwei looked at it expressionlessly.

"It's a pity that I heard that she is going to get married tomorrow, so I probably don't have time to deal with you." The wolf king snorted, "Little Niubi, come and fight with me in the future, I will beat you sooner or later!"

The wolf king left, but his father froze in place.His father spent the whole night in a daze beside the Wujiang River, and Qi Yin also squatted next to this fool blowing the wind all night.The next day, his father put on the fence and went back to Wujiang Town.The rich man was indeed rich, and he made every household in the town hang red lanterns under the eaves.The running water mat is placed on the street, and the people of the whole town come to eat.Firecrackers were set off in front of Meng's house, and red paper was scattered all over the ground.His father was dressed in white, carrying a sword, and his face was covered by a white gauze, standing in the crowd of people.Everyone squeezed together, standing on tiptoe, watching the old rich man with a big belly and a red robe with a round neck and wide sleeves stretched like a drum, stopped in front of Meng's house, and got off his horse.

Qi Yin thought his father was going to steal the marriage, but Qi Shenwei didn't want to do that.The world is complicated, and the children of Xianshan have always only intervened in the dangers of monsters and monsters, and never intervened in disputes between mortals.He is a disciple of Wufang, so he cannot marry Afu, nor can he save Afu from suffering.

He just came back to take a look, and then left.

The door opened, and the woman stepped over the threshold and stood on the steps, staring at the people below.The big black and shiny braids, the maroon jacket and the hem of the skirt, are as bright as a cluster of flames.If she hadn't held a sword in her hand, Qi Yin would almost have thought that she was a goddess who came out of the flames of war, fearless and fearless.

"Miss, why aren't you wearing an auspicious suit?" the old rich man asked.

"I told you earlier, I don't want to marry," Afu shrugged, "It's my father who took your money, let him marry you."

"Nonsense!" Her father rushed out from inside, and smiled apologetically at rich man Zhou, "Master Xin, this kid has always been talking nonsense, just wait, wait."

"Wait a fart!" The rich man Zhou scolded, "Meng Afu, do you think you are allowed to mess around today? If you are disobedient, the uncle will send someone to escort you to worship!"

"Worship?" Afu sneered sinisterly. She took out a pair of iron drills from nowhere and twisted them in her hands. The thumb-thick iron drill forcibly made her twist.She said: "My old lady will screw you up first! Do you believe it or not?"

Qi Yin broke out in a cold sweat. He knew his mother was strong, but he didn't expect his mother to be so strong.Turning to look at his father, there was obvious shock in his eyes.

Rich Zhou pointed at her, "You you you you..."

"However," Afu threw the iron rod, "Killing people is against the law, I can't kill you."

Rich Zhou nodded again and again, "Yes, yes, yes..."

"But you can't marry me, unless..." Afu said, "You are willing to marry a broken shoe."

"What do you mean?"

"My old lady has a concubine, and she gave and received in private, jumped over the wall in the middle of the night, got caught in the red, and did everything." Afu looked at him provocatively, "Mr. Zhou, do you still want to marry me?"

In an instant, the surroundings were like a boiling pot, boiling all of a sudden.A woman who has lost her integrity is like a delicate flower that has been plucked. From now on, she is not a treasure, but dust.It never occurred to Qi Shenwei that she would not hesitate to destroy her reputation in order not to marry.Everyone was yelling and cursing, spurning her infidelity, and the men who used to linger at her door to look at her also joined the crusade.With her chin up, she stood on the stone steps, like a stubborn stone, with those twinkling eyes, stubborn and persevering.

"My concubine?" The rich man Zhou sneered, "Since I dared to have an affair with you, why didn't I dare to come out to meet you? I'm afraid it's just nonsense for you not to marry. It's okay, let's go back today, and I will check it carefully, and it will be clear Afu, no matter how powerful you are, you can't beat my gang of masters!" After finishing speaking, his servants took off the ropes and stood up, each of them tall and thick, like iron towers.

Afu's face turned pale, and her mother wiped her tears from behind, persuading her, "Afu, let's forget it."

"Tell me, who is your concubine?" The rich man Zhou said with a smile, "or is there none at all?"

"it's me."

A cold and quiet voice sounded from behind, and everyone turned their heads.

The man in white came out with the sword behind his back, walked down the steps step by step, took off the white gauze fence, revealing that white and indifferent face.

Qi Shenwei said, "It's me."

It was like a thunderbolt hitting everyone's heads, Afu was stunned, and the people of Wujiang Town were also stunned.Father Meng asked in shock: "You are the one who gave and received privately?"

"it's me."

"Is it you who jumped over the wall in the middle of the night?"

"it's me."

"You were also the one who got caught in the red?"

Qi Shenwei was silent this time, but he only paused for a while before saying, "It's me."

"Master Qi Xian, what are you...you are a cultivator!" The head of the Meng clan tapped on his crutches, heartbroken.

There was an uproar, and everyone was shocked.Qi Shenwei stretched out his hand to Afu, and asked lightly, "Are you going?" His tone was so ordinary, as if inviting her to take a walk by the green pond.But everyone knows that there is no way back after going here.

Afu was stunned for a long time, then suddenly came back to her senses, lifted her skirt, and ran towards him.The two hands are held together, and each feels the warmth of the other, like being licked by a flame, and the heart is trembling in the cavity.But no one let go of their hands, Qi Shenwei led Afu, and walked into the mountain-like crowd, the dark heads seemed to be diverted by the tide, and they made way.Those two people moved forward with difficulty, and gradually someone shouted and cursed loudly, and gradually someone threw rotten vegetables and stinky eggs.

"Dog Sword Immortal", "Lawful Taoist priest"... The scolding continued one after another, unbearable, the egg hit Qi Shenwei's face, and the dirty yellow and sticky egg liquid flowed along the angular cheeks, Qi Shenwei did not blink, step by step, Take Afu and leave here.

The leaves of the forest in winter are bald, and the withered brown trunks have an indescribable solemnity.His father, a little dirt on his body could kill him.His father took his mother to the edge of the pond, told her to turn her back and not allow her to look back, then took off her clothes and went into the water to take a bath.His body smelled of rotten eggs and rotten vegetables, and his father's complexion was very bad.

"Daoist Qi," Afu said, covering her eyes, "you save me again, don't worry, I know you said you were my concubine out of desperation, I won't rely on you, let's part here!"

It was quiet there for a long time before a man's cold voice came, "Aren't you afraid, Miss Meng?"

"Why do you ask me this question again?" Afu said, "I'm afraid, of course I am afraid."

"Then why do you want to ruin your reputation and refuse marriage?"

Afu sighed, and said, "You just saw that Mr. Zhou with a face full of flesh and a pig's head and a pig's face. Just imagine, he took off your clothes with a lewd smile on his face, and called your wife. Sharing the same bed with him, giving birth to a baby for him... Forget it, you don’t have to imagine him touching you, you just have to imagine being slighted by me, how do you feel?”

Qi Shenwei: "..."

"If you don't do some things, you will regret it in the future." Afu said.

There was silence again, Afu called a few times tentatively, and Qi Shenwei finally replied, "Miss Meng, you said that I was your lucky star."

"Yes, I said so."

"Well," Qi Shenwei said, "I am."

"Yes, yes," Af smiled, "You are my great benefactor!"

"Miss Meng, you said that you wanted to marry me as Lord Yazhai."

"Do you still remember this?" Afu smiled awkwardly, "I just thought about it that way, I still want to go to the sky to pick the moon."

"Well," Qi Shenwei's voice was calm and clear, "I'm married."

Afu turned her head abruptly, through her fingers, she saw the naked man in the ice pond.With his back facing her, his jet-black hair was draped behind his shoulders like splashes of ink, and the jet-black hair on his snow-white shoulders looked like a landscape painting drawn with a letter brush.

"Daoist Qi, are you... are you kidding me? Why..." Afu asked stammeringly.

Qi Shen turned his head slightly, and his eyes fell on Afu calmly, "Because if you don't do some things, you will regret it in the future. Also," he added at the end, "Close your eyes, turn around, and don't look."

Afu folded her fingers together, "Daoist Qi, did you fall in love with me a long time ago? I am as beautiful as a flower, and I am as beautiful as a flower, which makes you fall in love with me?"

The man in the pond obviously choked up, and said, "No."

"That's because I'm kind-hearted, knowledgeable, and you are convinced by me."

"No."

"why?"

Qi Shenwei said darkly, "Because I'm blind."

Afu: "..."

On that day, the first snow fell in the south of the Yangtze River, and Qi Yin's parents got married.There was no singing, no firecrackers, no parents, relatives and friends. The two got married in the small wooden house left by his mother and grandfather in the countryside of Wujiang, at the end of a small village, at the foot of the mountain under tallow trees.In the vast white world, breath becomes ice.The firewood in the room was sizzling, and the light and shadow swayed on the window paper.His mother drank too much, lying in his father's arms shaking her head and laughing.

"Lang Jun, Lang Jun, why are you so good-looking? My little lady, I can't watch enough during the day, but I still want to watch it at night. At night, I can't see it with my eyes closed, so I have to watch it in my dreams!"

Qi Shenwei stretched out his hand and put down the carmine red homemade curtain.

The shadows of the two closed together behind the curtain, the man sighed in a low voice, as if holding back great joy.

He said softly: "I don't have any luck in my life, but my skin is okay, and my wife likes it."

rogue.Qi Yin squatted in the corner, spat on his father, saw the mouth gourd under the bed, and wiped honey on his mouth on the bed.rogue!

Wujiang Town often came to them to make trouble, and the folks in the same village didn't like them very much. His father was afraid that his mother would be bullied when he was away, so he never came back to report his return to the vulgar.The master of his father's line died early, and it was the elder brother who dragged his father to grow up.They read scriptures and practice swords together, and they have a very deep relationship.His father thought over and over again and wrote a long letter to express his feelings.As the days passed, his father helped the village fend off the mountain monsters, and he gradually became less excluded.His father learned to cook and wash clothes from his mother, and finally changed from a dog sword fairy who didn't know anything except Yujian to an unlucky husband who cooks, burns the kitchen, washes clothes and washes holes.

"Daoist Qi," Afu knocked on the black boiler, and said, "You are such a prodigal man."

Qi Shen put on the apron again with a slightly cold face, "Try again!"

During the slack season, his father would push the two-wheeled cart to the market, and his mother would sing in the cart, sometimes jumping off and walking by herself. In the vast white world, only her maroon skirt was dazzling red.

The wheels were rumbling with the singing, Qi Shenwei didn't know that at that time, he would spend the rest of his life recalling this scene.When he was lying in the closed wooden coffin, lying in the cold and dark underground palace, he remembered countless times the red skirt fluttering like a butterfly on the muddy path, and the big braid tied with small velvet flowers tied with red headbands.Under the bright sky, she turned her face, her pupils were shining brightly and her smile was like a flower.

"Daoist Qi, why are you walking so slowly!"

He didn't answer, just thinking silently.

Because I'm looking at you, Afu.

In the winter of the second year, when his mother was in her ninth month of pregnancy, they went to the Nuwa Temple to ask for a name for the child.His father said that if the name is given to Empress Nuwa, she will bless him with health and longevity.The thousand-character tube threw the word "dog", and his mother blinked her big eyes, "Is our child really going to be called this silly name?"

"..." His father was silent for a while, and then said, "Be a nickname."

I don't know if it was because of fetal gas on the way, but as soon as he got back, his mother's stomach hurts unbearably.The doctor in the village came to look at it and said that the fetal position was abnormal and very dangerous.It was the first time that Qi Yin saw his father panic. This man who was not chaotic in the battle against monsters was sweating coldly at this moment.The medical skills in the world are poor, his father went to Fenghuan to seek medical treatment, but it happened that the head of Fenghuan passed away, and Fengshan refused to visit.His father made a decisive decision and went to nowhere.

It was snowing three feet thick that day, his elder brother was closed behind closed doors, and his father knelt down on the snow steps.Looking at his father's snow-covered eyelashes, Qi Yin felt a dull pain in his heart, as if he had guessed why his father could not go back in the end.

The stars hang high, and the sky and the earth are boundless.The door finally opened, and soap boots walked in front of his father.Qi Yin raised her head and saw Yuan Ji lowered his eyes, and there was deep pain in his eyes.It turned out that his father's senior brother was Yuan Ji.

Qi Shen said with difficulty, "Brother, save my wife and children."

"Yuan Wei, I will save your wife and children, who will save your way?"

"My wife and children are my way."

"Save her, yes," Yuan Ji said, "but from now on, you are not my junior brother, let alone Wufang's disciple. You need all the mental skills and swordsmanship that Wufang taught you, as well as the spiritual power you learned from Wufang. Give it back to Wufang. Can you bear the pain of scraping the bones and washing the marrow to dissipate your cultivation? Can you bear the pain of being reduced to a cripple and being slaughtered by others?"

Qi Yin shook her head and said anxiously: "Don't promise him, father!"

His father raised his eyes, his eyes were as firm as frost and snow.

"Okay, I promise you."

In the cold stone room, the Wufang Twelve Elders surrounded the sleeping man in the middle.Yuan Yin worried: "Is it really good to do this?"

"It's for his own good." Yuan Ji said, looking at the snow falling outside.

"That Yuanwei's wife..." Someone said hesitantly.

"Based on mortal medical skills, the fetal position is not correct and childbirth is difficult. It is unknown whether she and the child will survive." Yuan Ji turned his head and said, "If she is worried, I will send her a letter of divorce in Yuan Wei's handwriting .”

Yuan Ji lied to his father, they didn't take away his father's cultivation and spiritual power, but sealed his memory.Yuan Ji said that he was deceived by the temptress and disturbed Fanxin, but in the end he changed his ways and returned to Wufang. He asked himself to seal his memory and never thought of him again.His father admitted his mistake in front of the Wufang Great Hall, and sat quietly on the cliff of thinking, except for the matter of subduing demons, he never took half a step off the cliff of thinking.Three years later, Elder Wufang holding the sword died of illness, and his father succeeded him as the new elder holding the sword.

His father was silent for a long time, hardly speaking, no one knew what his father was thinking.Qi Yin watched him sit quietly on the Cliff of Thoughts, time rushing by his side, frost and snow fell on his shoulders, he was like a snow-covered rock, without sadness or joy, without complaints or favors.

Later, Yuan Ji brought a four-year-old child and asked him to take him as a disciple.

The child stood upright in the snow, his blue fists clenched at the hem of his trousers revealing his nervousness.Qi Shenwei looked at him for a while, then suddenly said: "Brother, they said I also have a child, right?"

Yuan Ji was stunned.

"Is he still alive?"

"Yuanwei, what are you thinking?"

"Brother, for some reason, I often feel that there is a piece missing in my heart. I have an obstacle," Qi Shen frowned slightly, looking towards the vast and distant sky, "I have an obstacle in my heart."

His father asked to see his former wife and children, Yuan Ji refused at first, but later agreed.They went to the south of the Yangtze River, and when they arrived at a house, Yuan Ji showed his father the so-called "wife", a widow who was bought by Yuan Ji, leaning against the gate and carelessly blowing her nails.

"Oh? Child?" She raised her eyelids, her voice lazily said, "Fall into the well and drowned. Who knows, if you don't look at it, it's gone."

"Yuan Wei, love is just like an illusion, it's a big dream, can't you let go of it?" Yuan Ji sighed, "You are responsible for the way I sent you, and the most unbearable thing in this world is your lack of direction."

His father didn't say anything, left the money, turned and left.That child became his father's only apprentice, and his father led him down the mountain to worship Nuwa, throwing Taoist signs with a thousand-character cylinder.Qi Yin sometimes felt that his father simply didn't want to choose his own name, so he came up with such an easy way.After shaking the thousand-character cylinder for a long time, he threw out the word "dog".The child froze for a moment, and looked at his father very uneasy.His father held the stick in a daze for a while, doubts floating in his eyes.But his father didn't think of anything in the end, and said to the child: "Re-roll."

The stick was thrown again, and the bamboo stick fell to the ground, with the word "shu" impressively written on it.

With Qi Lingshu, his father has a lot of popularity.Teach him swordsmanship in the morning, read scriptures in the afternoon, and meditate in the evening.The child had a stubborn temper, wet the bed, secretly hid the sheets under the cabinet, took them out to wash them the next day, and then dried them with water-avoiding formulas.His father just pretended not to know, and went to Siguo Cliff to sit in meditation, so that the young apprentice would have time to wash the sheets.But the little disciple was still too young to wash it cleanly, so in the middle of the night, his father quietly got up again to wash the sheets again.When Qi Lingshu was 12 years old, his father personally cast the Wenxue Sword for Qi Lingshu and handed it to the child.Above the high ranks, his father was crowned with a white robe, his black hair was covered with snow and turned gray, and there were finally traces of time in those silent eyes.

Seven years passed in a flash. One day, a ghost in the Ying River was causing trouble. His father led his disciples to exorcise the ghost. The water wave was violent, and the sword light plunged into the bottom of the river. All the ghosts disappeared in an instant. Breaking through the waves, chasing the leader of the water ghost deep into the canyon.As if it was destiny, the deep pool with green water, surrounded by green willow forests, silent sky and water, was just like the clear pool that his parents saw for the first time in Huizhou Prefecture.

Walking to the canyon, the water in the pool is calm, Qi Shen slightly hangs in the water, waiting quietly.Years of experience in slaying demons reminded him that danger is around, and something is lurking in the dark water.This is a common trick used by water ghosts, hiding and then jumping out, biting his throat with sharp teeth when the prey is hard to guard against.Sure enough, there was something at the bottom of the water breaking through the waves, Qi Shenwei remained motionless, waiting for the monster to show itself.

The water was turbulent, and a disheveled thing rushed out of the darkness, biting at him with ferocious fangs.Gui Mo screamed and pulled out of the sheath, and the sword light illuminated the waters.At that moment, Qi Yin saw the face of the water ghost, the skin was so soaked that it was almost transparent, the eyes were all black without whites, only the pair of thin eyebrows, which could vaguely distinguish the beauty of distant mountains.

Qi Yin was stunned, it was his mother, Mrs. Meng.

Gui Mei stopped for a moment, and the bright sword light wandered empty in the water.Qi Shenwei opened his eyes wide, and something revived in his eyes.In April, it rained endlessly on the Wujiang River, and in winter, the villages and towns were covered with white snow. They peeled lotus pods by the green water pond, and pushed two-wheeled carts on country roads.That distant picture came rustling like a crow's feathers, he remembered, remembered everything, memory was like a ghost, chasing him for 18 years, finally caught up with him at this moment.Afu slammed into his arms fiercely, biting his shoulder with sharp teeth.Blood and rouge spread out, Qi Shen trembling slightly, embraced the woman who had turned into a water ghost.

He stretched out his hand to comb her smoky black hair, and licked it behind her ears.He has been away for 18 years. During such a long period of time, his wife has changed from a beautiful woman to a terrifying water ghost.But she is Afu, with the spirit of heaven and earth in her chest, even if she becomes a demon, she is still the leader of the demons.

Qi Shen's eyes were filled with mourning, he was crying, and the tears flowed out of his eyes and merged into the water.

"Afu, I'm back." Qi Shen slightly closed his eyes, and buried himself in the water ghost's neck.

Even though he was far away, Qi Yin could still feel the great sadness in him, like a cold sea tide spreading in the desolate waters.

Qi Yin noticed something and shouted in horror: "No!"

With a sudden movement, Gui's sword, as cold as frost, cut across a stream of piercing light, pierced the dark green water waves, and stabbed straight at Afu's back.That moment seemed to pass very slowly, Qi Yin watched helplessly as the sword light pierced his mother's chest and back, and pierced through his father's back. The sharp cold light pierced his heart and penetrated their bodies.

Qi Yin stayed in the center of the pool in a daze.

His father, No. 1 in swordsmanship in the world, has never failed in killing demons and demons in this life.His father was defeated by only one person, that woman who was as bright as the sky in April, Meng Funiang.

The author says:

Who reads that the west wind is cool alone?

Xiao Xiao Huang Ye closes the window.

Reflect on the past and set up a residual sun.

I was shocked by Jiu Mo's sleep,

The book of gambling dispels the fragrance of tea.

At the time, it was only common.

(Nalan Xingde)