Sir, this sword is a keepsake

Thousands of bright lights under the mountain were burning together, and the people on the mountain were fascinated by it.

It's not the Lantern Festival, it's just the eve of the vernal equinox. Why do people put Kongming lanterns?

"Could it be that the people at the foot of the mountain know about it and come here to pray for us?"

The little Taoist priest who looked fifteen or sixteen years old said with a smile, his face was covered with a few sesame seeds, his hands were resting behind his head, he was only on the ground with one foot, and the other was dangling sideways.

Shen Yucheng sized him up a few times and found that he was really not worried.

What kind of people are Guixuzi's apprentices?On the other hand, the disciples of my own family waited in full force. For several days, there was no smile on their faces. What's more, their complexions were extremely bad, and it seemed that they couldn't even fall asleep.

Shen Yucheng had already advised many people to go down the mountain and leave the villa to make a living on their own. However, although they were afraid, they refused to hear Master drive them away.

He clearly remembered the pale and terrified faces of those young disciples after he summoned all his disciples at Duanyan Terrace and announced the upcoming event.

After the commotion, Duanyan Terrace was completely silent.Shen Yucheng's expression remained the same, and he said calmly: "There are many different paths in the world, and the master and apprentice are together. The fate is over, and you can stay or stay as you like."

"There are still three days left. Before you leave, you can go to the second senior brother to collect the money for the journey. Shen is not talented. I wish you all a smooth life and no worries or disasters."

"Master, I'm not leaving." A female disciple took a step forward and said loudly, "You taught us swordsmanship, you said that learning swordsmanship is not for killing, but for breaking the injustice of the world, but once you leave, you will never have peace in your heart. Day, how can you use a sword!"

"That's right!"

"Master!"

"Qing Mi, who kept her head down and said nothing, couldn't help but also spoke, "The juniors and juniors are right, if you want to stay, let them stay. "

……

"Master Shen, what are you thinking about?"

Shen Yucheng came back to his senses and saw that the little Taoist priest in front of him had already wiped off the sesame seeds on his face.

"Ah, I'm thinking about what to have for breakfast tomorrow."

Just at this moment, the little Taoist wrinkled his nose, as if smelling something unpleasant, which made Shen Yucheng dumbfounded.

He turned his eyes to the foot of the mountain, "Master, do you smell anything?"

"Well, it's a firearm. You have a good nose."

"It turned out to be firearms. My master once mentioned that the firearms in Jingzhe Hall in Shuzhou are unrivaled in the world. The best firearms they sell in the Jianghu are in short supply in recent years, and the price has risen. This time, they came too."

Even so, the little Taoist's tone was normal.

Shen Yucheng nodded and said with a smile, "The Hall of Shocking Zhes was originally built in Cangzhou, but because it was repeatedly disturbed by the riots in the feudal town, it was moved to Shuzhou next door. The business in the rivers and lakes is too small, and the business with the imperial court is the big deal. "

The little Taoist said "ah", and even said a few words "that's how it is", and suddenly said, "the peach blossoms on the back mountain of Yongxia Mountain are all in bloom, my juniors and I will go pick some tonight and make some peach blossom wine for everyone drink."

Shen Yucheng was slightly taken aback, and found that the little Taoist was eagerly waiting for his response, and he didn't seem to be joking with him.

Even if you pick peach blossoms tonight, you have to wait for a long time to make wine after drying in the shade. At that time, will anyone still drink it?But if the peach blossoms have bloomed this year, will they come back next year?

"Is it because Master Shen doesn't like drinking?" The little Taoist sticks out his tongue, "Actually, I came here to look for you tonight because of the peach blossom wine."

"Of course not." A gentle female voice sounded from behind, the two of them turned their heads at the same time, and saw Xiao Nianjin walking out slowly from the side door of the villa with a lantern in hand.

"Is the scenery at the bottom of the mountain so beautiful?" She asked Shen Yucheng with a smile.

Shen Yucheng stared at her amber eyes, and saw no trace of fear in them, only love.

"Mrs. Shen, there are lanterns being released at the foot of the mountain, look!" The little Taoist pointed to the lantern that had been blown into the air by the night wind.

The wind is clear and the night is bright, the lights are lit, exuding a soft and warm atmosphere.

"It's so beautiful." Xiao Nianjin didn't even look at it, but said casually, his eyes were still fixed on Shen Yucheng.

"What's wrong?" Shen Yucheng also looked at her.

"It's nothing."

In the blink of an eye, the little Taoist walked away knowingly, only Shen Yucheng and Xiao Nianjin were left on the hillside.

"Ask you a question."

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Shen Yucheng felt that when Xiao Nianjin said this, there was a trace of shyness on Xiao Nianjin's face, and this was extremely rare - in her teenage years, Xiao Nianjin was a girl who was seldom shy.

"Quickly ask." Shen Yucheng hugged Xiao Nianjin into his arms, resting his chin in her black hair, said in a low voice.

Xiao Nianjin smiled without saying a word, and raised her hand to touch Shen Yucheng's slightly fat belly - it was all the wine and meat that she had eaten over the years.

"What's wrong?" Shen Yucheng asked for the second time in a short period of time.

"Since you came back from Kunlun, you no longer use the Whispering Sword, but gave it to me."

"You've always liked that sword, haven't you?" Shen Yucheng's cheeks were itchy from the ends of his hair.

"Everyone in the world knows that your swordsmanship is already superb. You don't need to use a sword weapon. If you use a raving sword, you will only be tired by your shape."

Shen Yucheng's hand stopped, "There is some reason, but it's not the whole reason."

Xiao Nianjin laughed softly, "You are the one who is afraid."

She raised her head and stared at the man in front of her, "In Kunlun, something happened that made you stop using the raving sword. What is there that you don't dare to hear about the sword in your dream?"

Shen Yucheng let go of her, and walked deeper into the hillside, where the grass was greener and denser. Wherever he passed, the green grass parted like waves, as if pushed aside by an invisible force.However, this force is extremely gentle, it will not make them bend, but only twist out a gentle arc.

"Have you smelled these scents?"

"It's all in the wind."

"They were afraid that they would not be able to attack hard, so they planted a kindling."

Xiao Nianjin was stunned for a moment, then smiled wryly, "It seems that they even thought of burning the mountain." Then he shrugged, "Forget it, it's just death, what's the difference between being burned to death and being stabbed to death by a sword? Really? At that moment, I'm going to light the fire before they do."

She looked at Shen Yucheng's back from afar, and for the first time, she didn't follow him closely.

"It's you, answer my question quickly."

"If I promise to open the gate of Spring and Autumn Pavilion tomorrow, Jin'er, what will you think of me?"

Xiao Nianjin's expression froze, as if he thought he had heard wrong.

"But you, how could you..."

"I have never mentioned the specific situation of the Kunlun War to the second person." Shen Yucheng looked at the night sky, looking at a dim star, "Actually, I did not defeat Zhu Wu."

"You haven't defeated Zhu Wu? How did the barrier break..."

"I just stabbed the sword tentatively, but who knows that Zhu Wu found me in the vast Kunlun by virtue of his ear and the echo of the sword's sound in the mountains. He passed a few words to me. I……"

"He said that he was willing to be executed, but the price was that he would put a ray of mind into my sword."

"What does it mean?"

"It means that my sword heart has become turbid. Not only has it not improved, it has even deteriorated." Shen Yucheng whispered, telling the secret of many years, "My current sword strength is no different from when I was 15 years old."

The night breeze blows away the pungent sulfur smell in the air, Xiao Nianjin rubbed his eyes, "I understand."

"No wonder... no wonder..." She muttered, shaking her head, with a sad smile, "Qi Di doesn't know, and it took so much effort... He asked you to send the sword manual, he wanted to avoid your edge... "

However, her eyes were not afraid, but brighter and firmer.

She turned around and walked towards the villa, "The sword formation has been set up at Duanyan Terrace, it's time to tell Shen Fang."

Half an hour later, in Qingzhou, Yongxia Mountain, countless sword glows soared like fireworks, spinning and entangled in the air like gold threads, making the night lights look dim.

They interweave in the air into the shape of a long sword, with the tip facing east, grazing the stars and passing through the clouds.

The fate of these sword glows will be like a star, disappearing by the side of the destined person.

In a corner of Xiaqi Town, Lu Ying raised her head, followed by Jiao Tu.

"The sword array in Yongxia Villa?"

Lu Ying glanced at Jiaotu in surprise, and could hear the longing in her tone, then said coldly,

"Master has noticed you a long time ago, and you are asking for trouble when you go up the mountain tomorrow."

Jiaotu didn't seem to hear it, and followed those sword glows away, "What does this mean?"

Lu Ying sneered, and didn't intend to tell her, but she was very excited in her heart-this is a message!It's a messenger!In the direction of Luoyang, I told the third senior brother!

However, she was still not happy in her heart.Jiaotu took her back to Xiaqi, and after seeing her group of accomplices, she suddenly understood their intentions - she was a hostage in the hands of these people, and was used to blackmail her master. Tomorrow... how should I deal with it... …

And Jiaotu on the side also showed worry.

Without any warning, a person suddenly pushed the door open, and a ray of evil spirit was involved, Lu Ying couldn't help but look at the person.

It was a man with handsome facial features but unusual evil spirit, holding a knife in his arms, looking at himself indifferently, and said to Jiaotu:

"I heard from people in Jingzhe Hall that you still keep this woman."

Jiaotu ignored it, and said reproachfully, "You are late."

"Not too late, just right."

"Where is the mocking wind?"

"He is him, I am me, why ask me about his affairs?"

"Still so sensitive, Yazi."

Yazi was noncommittal, passed the two of them, pushed open the window, and said loudly, "It smells like shit."

Suddenly there was a sound of tables and chairs breaking downstairs, "Damn it, I finally waited for you to come, come down to Bibi?"

Yazi said disdainfully, "I'm going to kill someone tomorrow, I don't want to waste my energy on you."

"Who do you want to kill?"

Lu Yingqing's cold voice sounded in the room, her voice was not loud but very clear.

Yazi didn't look back, just grinned.

"If you want to kill the person who owns Xiashanzhuang, why don't you unlock my acupoints and compare with me first!"

Only then did Yazi glance at her, and at the same time point the handle of his knife at Jiaotu who was sitting motionless beside him.

"Little girl, I won't fight with you. I just don't want to be poked a few holes in my body by a pear blossom branch. No matter who dies with her or me, the Holy Majesty is not happy to see it."

"So, Jiaotu—"

He stretched his tone, passed the two of them again, walked out the door, and said casually, "Give me back your indecisive and sentimental sword energy."