Chun Feng Du Jian

He really isn't the same as before.

Wen Heng pushed himself very hard in the past, he was too depressed in his heart, he didn't like to get close to people, he didn't care about other people's business, and he didn't have time to pay attention to the scenery of the four seasons, the wind, the flowers, the snow and the moon.During his four years in Yanzhong, he was extremely poor and bored, he had nothing to see, and sometimes he could only look at the sky and get distracted.

Over time, he even developed the magical ability of observing the sky and predicting rain and snow.

Nature is the endless treasure of the creator. From ancient times to the present, many martial arts are obtained by climbing mountains and facing water, relying on self-examination.Wen Heng is not a stupid person. He didn't spend much time on it before. Later, he was trapped in the valley and gradually became enlightened. He understood that mountains, rivers, plants and trees have their own avenues and simplicity. .

In this way, he jumped out of the prison of the painting ground, with a clear and open mind, and his demeanor was very different from before.

Xue Qinglan asked him to hold her hand, and hid under the umbrella beside him, her breath was soaked in the wet and cool rain, but it was not completely cold.The temperature of Wen Heng's half of his body was continuously transmitted from the place where the two of them were touching and holding each other, and there was nothing wrong with it except that their clothes were wet and they looked a little embarrassed.

As he thought this way, the turbulent anxiety in his heart calmed down strangely.

Xue Qinglan shook her head and smiled.

Wen Heng asked, "What are you laughing at?"

Xue Qinglan said: "It's elegant to cook wine and listen to the rain, but it's also a pleasure for us to stand here and watch the thunderstorm."

Wen Heng laughed: "Sure enough, it's a pleasure, isn't it a stupid thing?"

Xue Qinglan thought for a while, then sighed: "If you are stupid, be stupid. Being a carefree fool seems to be quite happy."

Anyway, as long as we are together with Wen Heng, things will always develop unexpectedly. It doesn't matter if you are stupid or crazy right now. The most rare thing in life is to think about nothing.

Wen Heng lifted the canopy of the umbrella and said with a smile: "I just want you to see the rain, not to ask about your ideals, but there is no need to confess so quickly." Feeling Xue Qinglan's slap on his palm, he grabbed the not-so-good Honestly pointing fingers, he turned to talk about another matter: "I saw your swordsmanship demonstrated in the arena today. It was more than fast and sharp, but lacked stamina. Is it because you didn't practice for too long and your hands were raw?"

Xue Qinglan mostly used knives on weekdays, but today he only brought a sword for the occasion of the Sword Discussion Conference, but he was a little guilty in front of Wen Heng, so he didn't explain in detail, and said vaguely: "It's because I'm not good at learning."

Wen Heng glanced at him lightly, without comment, and said: "I told you before, your body is not as powerful as others, head-to-head is the choice." Not all day', not to mention that there are so many storms in this world that are bigger than you. Today is purely a blind cat and a dead mouse. If you use your sword like this morning against the enemy in the future, sooner or later you will suffer from it .”

Xue Qinglan's martial arts were regarded as the best among the young talents who came to Siyou Mountain to participate in the Sword Discussion Conference, but in his mouth it became "a blind cat meets a dead mouse".If Xue Qinglan were someone else, he would be violent and beat people up, but his swordsmanship was taught by Wen Heng, and Wen Heng was considered a half-master to him, so he didn't dare to argue, so he just bowed his head and listened to the training obediently.

"'Conquer rigidity with softness, overcome ingenuity with strength, wait for the opportunity, follow the trend', these sixteen characters can be learned and used flexibly, don't be overwhelmed by a moment of enthusiasm, let alone—"

He paused, and Xue Qinglan asked inexplicably, "What?"

Wen Heng took a deep look at him, raised his hand and tapped his chest: "You can't take your own life lightly."

"Nonsense, when will I die?"

As soon as Xue Qinglan heard it, he knew that he was still worried about the sword competition in the morning, so he reached for his hand with a guilty conscience, and sighed as if it was real: "I have been troubled by miscellaneous things these years, and martial arts can only be regarded as commonplace. Sigh , I couldn't beat you when I was a child, and now I can't beat you even more."

Wen Heng's left hand was held by him, and he felt that his swordsmanship was not advanced, but acting like a baby was more proficient: "You are so good, why should I hit you?"

Xue Qinglan murmured: "It's hard to say. You are always unpredictable. You told me to wait for you, but you haven't heard from me for four years. Now you say you won't hit me. Who knows, you will come here with a sword."

Wen Heng told him to laugh angrily, but after thinking about it, there might be a reason for Xue Qinglan's remarks.As long as a person has been hurt once, he will not be so easy to believe in promises next time.

"I taught you the half set of sword skills in the past, remember?"

Xue Qinglan nodded and said: "Of course I remember, but unfortunately I was stupid back then and didn't learn everything. I saw you perform those two tricks on Chengtai Terrace today, and they are more subtle than before. By the way, since the first two tricks have been named, then What is the name of this set of sword techniques?"

Wen Heng just smiled and didn't answer.

Xue Qinglan didn't understand what it meant, and wondered: "No name? Still can't say it? What can't be said about a sword technique?"

"I'll tell you later when I have a chance." Wen Heng said, "Let's talk business, let's make an agreement."

Xue Qinglan: "What agreement?"

Wen Heng said: "If one day, you and I have to draw our swords to face each other, as long as you use any move in this set of swordsmanship, I will immediately give up the sword and admit defeat."

"Brother Heng!"

Xue Qinglan suddenly raised his voice to stop him, a bit of sharp and clear anger flashed in his eyes, but the gaffe was quickly suppressed by himself.He stared at Wen Heng, with all kinds of emotions surging in his chest, but in the end there was only one almost helpless plea: "Don't do this."

"Since I'm back, I won't really let you go this far, just in case." Wen Heng wiped the water from his shoulders and comforted him patiently, "In other words, an apology can't just be lip serviced." You have to show your sincerity when you shout happily. Just treat it as my apology for you, okay?"

His attitude was relaxed and natural, it seemed that he was really just trying to coax him, without any other considerations.

But how is it possible?He is obviously a delicate person.

Xue Qinglan glanced sideways at Wen Heng's hand on her left shoulder, unable to tell whether it was resignation or self-defeating, and said in a low voice, "You already knew."

Wen Heng shook the rain on the umbrella as if he didn't hear it, and said, "The rain is getting lighter, let's find an inn to take a bath and change clothes."

He deliberately pretended to be stupid, but Xue Qinglan was not stupid.

Wen Heng precisely knew what he was most afraid of, so he could give him a reassurance accurately.

For all the rebellious, unrighteous, sinister and vicious things he has done in these years, he is not afraid of being criticized and scolded by others, but he does not want to let anyone down on him.

But now this person said that if they meet each other on a narrow road in the future, he is willing to put down his sword and admit defeat first.

"Brother Heng, that's the end of the story," Xue Qinglan stood under the umbrella and asked word by word, "Is there nothing you want to ask me?"

"If you want to say it, you will naturally tell me. Why should I ask? If you don't want to say it, I will ask, and you still have to bother to make up nonsense, and I can't hear the truth. Isn't that just adding trouble?" Wen Heng Said, "Qing Lan, I think you have misunderstood me a little."

"I know some things, I just know it, I don't say it, because I believe you know what you are doing, and I believe that I have not misjudged the wrong person." His eyes passed over Xue Qinglan calmly, like A bend of water that washed away the smoke and dust, "I am not a saint, nor do I have the hobby of forcing you to be a saint, and I will not judge you by other people's comments. If you really feel that you owe someone, try your best to make up for it. You don’t have to come to me to beg for scolding to feel at ease.”

Xue Qinglan: "..."

"Speaking of which, I'm curious about one thing: I've said these words over and over twice, why do you still think I'm going to scold you? Did I treat you too harshly before?"

It was difficult to answer this question, and Xue Qinglan couldn't make it clear, so she shook her head silently and firmly.

Thinking about the past, Wen Heng can somewhat understand Xue Qinglan's mentality: He and Xue Ci have no mentoring relationship, and probably no other elders have disciplined him in his life, Wen Heng is like his only elder brother.Now he feels that he has done something wrong, he is afraid that Wen Heng will hate and alienate him because of this, and he is very wronged in his heart, there is nowhere to explain it, so he competes with himself.

In the final analysis, it was because he had no one to accompany him these years, which caused him to take many detours and suffer too much.

"Since you don't know, I'll make it clear for you today." Wen Heng said: "I only have the three requirements for you that I made back then, and it will be the same from now on. As long as you can do it, I will let you know." Never mind; but if you can't do it, I'm really going to do it."

Xue Qinglan couldn't remember when he mentioned this at all, and was stunned for a moment.

The look of him falling into confusion from arrogance is very interesting. Wen Heng couldn't help laughing when he saw this, and jokingly said: "Forgot? It can be seen that he didn't take my words very seriously."

During the three months on Yueying Mountain, Wen Heng taught him a lot, Xue Qinglan tried hard to recall, but still had no clue.

"'Eat well, sleep well, and practice hard.'" Wen Heng leaned closer and asked him, "Did I say that? Think about it with your conscience, which one of these three things have you achieved, dare to be with me?" Crawling here?"

Xue Qinglan: "..."

It seemed that he should breathe a sigh of relief, but he also felt that the surrounding water vapor was falling heavily into his eyes, which were almost overflowing.

"Eat well, sleep well, and practice hard. Wait for me to find you."

This was the last sentence Wen Heng said to him when they parted in the past.After that, Xue Qinglan never saw Wen Heng again.Sometimes he even wondered if all this was out of imagination, because he was struggling hopelessly in the sea of ​​suffering, so he mistook the dream for reality.

"I didn't do it," Xue Qinglan whispered to himself, "That's why...you didn't come."

The cool wind blew and rained, blowing towards his face, Wen Heng turned sideways slightly, and covered him under the umbrella: "No, little fool, it's because you did the last sentence, so I won't leave again."