Chun Feng Du Jian

"Why?" Wen Heng asked.

Xue Qinglan lowered his eyes and did not look at him, and said in a low voice, "I'm going to Mingzhou."

"What to do?"

Xue Qinglan hesitated for a moment, shook his head, but did not answer.

Wen Heng's bottom line is that you don't have to say anything if you don't want to, but you must not lie.Seeing Xue Qinglan shaking his head, he stopped delving into the matter and instead asked, "How long will it take? What should I do if I'm outside alone, sleeping?"

"It's about a month back and forth." Xue Qinglan grabbed his fingers and swayed back and forth, using the cover of the night to reveal a little bit of reluctance: "You are not here, I must not sleep well, so I have to endure it, but I have been here for so many years Yes, it’s not too late.”

Wen Heng was about to be laughed angrily by him, and hooked his fingers in his palm, "You don't want anyone to accompany you, and you still want to act like a baby with me? Is it unreasonable?"

Xue Qinglan flipped his wrist, hooked his index finger and shook it, and whispered: "It's unreasonable. How do you treat it?"

He can easily become childish in front of Wen Heng. He knows that he has to do a hard job and can't escape, but he is unwilling in his heart, so he can't help but make trouble for no reason, exaggerating five points of grievances into ten points. Only after earning enough comfort and persuasion can I have the courage to go on the road.

When Wen Heng saw his style, he remembered that he taught Xue Qinglan how to learn swords back then.Xue Qinglan was quite self-disciplined and obedient at that time, but after all, she was young, and sometimes she was lazy and didn't want to work hard, so she played tricks with Wen Heng.He didn't make any excessive demands, but he had to let Wen Heng sit idle with him for a long time, tossing and turning for a few rounds, and then talking nonsense, which almost consumed Wen Heng's sympathy for him. Accept when the meeting is over, and do whatever you want obediently.

Wen Heng is a junior in the Chunjun Sect, and has never brought other juniors and juniors. He only poured infinite patience on Xue Qinglan, so Xue Qinglan always acted like a baby with him, but in fact it was all because of his habit.Except for Xue Qinglan, he probably would never give such pure thought and tenderness to anyone else in his life.

"I should ask you that. If you don't want to go, you still have to go." Wen Heng hooked his fingertips and pulled him a little closer, and said softly, "You don't take me, and you can't leave me. What do you want? Sample?"

Xue Qinglan sighed, not knowing where he was thinking, and suddenly murmured: "It would be great if I could never leave for the rest of my life."

Wen Heng's heart softened instantly, no matter what kind of emotion Xue Qinglan's words came from, the pure sincerity and deep nostalgia in them were enough to move people.

He held Xue Qinglan's hand in his palm and promised: "For the sake of this sentence, I will let you out this time. After I went to the Chunjun faction to do business, I will still stay in the yard next to the Luming Escort Bureau, waiting for you." When you come back from Mingzhou, if you want to see me, go to Zhanchuan City to find me, and then we will talk about your future plans."

Xue Qinglan gave a "hmm", leaned over and lay on his lap, and asked sullenly like a child: "We'll talk about the future in the future, what about now?"

Wen Heng laughed suddenly, and pinched the back of his neck: "Those who have wronged you, those who don't know, thought I was going to drive you away. I am stupid, if you have any requirements, Mr. Xue, you may wish to write down. My name is Fan Yang, let's take a look at the details together, or we can do what we can."

Xue Qinglan pinched him in the palm of his hand, with little strength, like a cat scratching.The moonlight slanted into the pavilion, and evenly fell on the top of the hair like a tulle. Wen Heng inadvertently lowered his head to look at him, but saw that there was no smile on the corners of his eyes and brows, but a little bit of loneliness. It was obvious that he was really reluctant to leave , I feel melancholy in my heart, but I just don't want to say it too bluntly.

"Okay, okay." Wen Heng put his arms around him and comforted him, "I won't tease you anymore. Before dawn, sleep and recharge your energy, and when you wake up tomorrow morning, I will send you a ride. OK?"

Xue Qinglan's eyes lit up, but she immediately realized that she should be more considerate to Wen Heng, and shook her head again, "Don't worry about it, Brother Heng."

"You don't have to be so sensible in front of me." Wen Heng sighed softly, "Fool, do you think I'm willing to let you go like this?"

These words were more effective than any persuasion, Xue Qinglan immediately compromised, silently buried her head in Wen Heng's arms, and hugged him tightly.

Before dawn the next day, Fan Yang was still waking up in a daze, when he heard that Wen Heng was going to send Xue Qinglan to Nando for dozens of miles, he woke up on the spot, hurriedly pulled Wen Heng aside, and asked impatiently: "My lord, didn't you say the day before yesterday that 'it's not that far', what's going on today?"

Wen Heng said: "He won't come back until one month after he left, and he can't bear to part with me, so I'll give him some time, what's the matter?"

"What's the matter? It's a big deal! What's the difference between saying 'I like you'?" Fan Yang was really worried about him, and tried to persuade him, "My son, even if you If you are interested in Young Master Xue, it is not such a way to love others, this is too doting, so you are not afraid of spoiling him?"

Wen Heng glanced at him up and down, and laughed in the morning breeze: "You haven't gotten married yet, so you're right when you talk about your experience. But in my opinion, if you're always so worried and haven't done a few things, worry about it first." Whether others can afford it, it may be difficult to find a satisfactory marriage for a while."

Fan Yang: "..."

Wen Heng walked away with a smile, went over to untie the reins and got on the horse, with his legs clamping the horse's belly, he said loudly: "Let's go, drive!"

Xue Qinglan looked at Fan Yang in confusion, and even though he didn't understand him, he rode his horse and followed Wen Heng.

Seeing the two of them flying away, Fan Yang knew that Wen Heng was determined to go his own way to the end, let alone a few words, even eight cows would not be able to pull them back.

He had no choice but to lead the horse and gallop south after the two of them.

Wen Heng walked more than ten miles, and sent Xue Qinglan to the intersection of the first small town along the way.The three reined in their horses and stopped, Fan Yang took the initiative to back away and waited at a distance.He originally thought that the two of them would say goodbye for a long time, but he didn't expect Xue Qinglan to ride his horse away first after only a few words, while Wen Heng turned the horse's head and returned to the original road.

Fan Yang was taken aback for a moment: "It's been so far, why don't you say a few more words and let Mr. Xue go like this?"

Wen Heng was more straightforward and decisive than he imagined, saying: "Selfishness is selfishness, we must not delay the business."

Fan Yang had always been worried about "the evil concubine harming the country" before, but now he saw that Wen Heng made it clear, he felt a little relieved, and agreed: "Exactly. Although the young master values ​​love and righteousness, you shouldn't take your children's personal feelings too seriously. Heavy."

Wen Heng didn't answer his words, and said: "Let's go, we should go back."

The two rode back on their horses, and when they passed the capital, they saw that the gates of the city were closed tightly, and the interrogation was very strict. They thought that the incident last night alarmed the emperor, so today's palace sent a large number of soldiers and horses to search the city.

When Wen Heng fled from Baoan Temple in a hurry, he took the same path. It was the cold winter, even if there were more than a dozen guards who were willing to die for him, they still felt uneasy; now he and Fan Yang came from Mancheng The officers and soldiers rode past alone on horseback, as easily as a routine, and the nightmare that plagued him every night seemed to be left behind forever by the rushing horseshoes like the flying dust.

On the return trip, the two of them stayed in the inn every day, and Fan Yang explained to him the changes in personnel affairs in the Jianghu in the past four years. After walking like this for about half a month, they finally arrived at the Luming Escort Bureau in Zhanchuan City.Wen Heng settled down in the small courtyard next door, rested for a day, met with old acquaintances from the Escort Bureau, and heard Fan Yang settle the accounts for him for a long time.After sorting out the mess at the foot of the mountain, and hearing that the captured Chun Jun disciple had returned to the mountain, Wen Heng immediately put away the Chun Jun sword, explained his whereabouts to Fan Yang, and set off for Yueying Mountain.

Wen Heng is no longer a disciple of Chunjun, and if he wants to go up to the mountain to pay a visit, he has to wait for someone at the mountain gate to teach him.It didn't take long, but I heard footsteps from far to near, although I tried my best to be calm, but still a little hurried, Wen Heng raised his eyes, and saw a handsome young man in white robes quickly walking down the stone steps, and saw him Shi was slightly startled, as if he didn't dare to admit it, but also a little surprised, he asked with a half-raised voice: "Junior Brother Yue?"

Wen Heng stood at the foot of the stone steps, raised his head to meet his gaze, and suddenly smiled a little, and said, "I haven't seen you for many years, how is everything, brother?"

Liao Changxing slowly exhaled the breath that was hanging in his chest, and also laughed. He walked down the last few steps in three steps and two steps, and stretched out his hand to him, and the two shook hands tightly.

The brothers and sisters have been separated for several years, but it seems that they will see each other again in a lifetime, and the thousands of farewells are kept silent.

Liao Changxing picked him up from the mountain gate and walked up Yuquan Peak side by side with him. He accidentally saw that the shoulders of the two were almost even, and he couldn't help but sigh with emotion: "I remember when you left, you were a little shorter than Changqing. Now It finally grows, and it looks taller than me."

Wen Heng said without humility: "Practicing internal strength can indeed grow taller. I was delayed in the past, otherwise I should have been half a head taller than Fourth Senior Brother."

Liao Changxing shook his head with a smile, and said: "I heard that you have achieved great feats. If you fight with Changqing in the future, you must remember to show mercy."

In the past, when Wen Heng was still in the Chunjun School, he took care of Liao Changxing more, and he had the best friendship with him.This second senior brother is calm and upright, and considerate in handling things. Wen Heng's trust in him is second only to Xue Qinglan and Fan Yang, otherwise he would not have entrusted the whole plan to him in Xingcheng.Although they hadn't met before, they had already recovered through letters. When they reunited now, apart from a little strangeness, there was no other barrier, and they suddenly looked like they did when they were in the same family.

The two chatted all the way, and after walking for half a day, they reached Yuquan Peak. Liao Changxing led him to the gate of the guest courtyard, opened the door for him, and said, "I received Chuanshu the day before yesterday, and I thought you would come back with Changqing and the others. The guest house is ready-made, please sit down for a while, and I will send a message to the main peak."

Wen Heng entered the courtyard familiarly, and sat down in the main hall. A young disciple brought him new tea, and kept sneaking eyes at him while adding water. He obviously didn't know his identity and was very curious about him.

After a while, Liao Changxing came back, sat down at the tea table, and said: "The matter is very important, you need to meet the head of the sect in person, and explain the situation that day in detail."

Wen Heng poured him a cup of tea, nodded and said, "Naturally. How are the fourth senior brothers? What about the master and the other senior brothers? I have not seen any of them except for the boy who brought me tea just now. Are the other disciples not at home?"

Liao Changxing said with a wry smile: "Since you left, everything has been complicated. Master has been in seclusion for several years, and the senior brother and the third junior brother have also been seriously injured. Now that there is another Changqing, three of our five direct disciples on the peak have fallen. Now There is only one beginner disciple, who was selected by me on behalf of the master, and who is also taught by me on weekdays, and has not met the face of the master so far."

Needless to say, Wen Heng has already understood the unfinished meaning of his words - after Qin Ling was injured, Yuquan Peak lost its backbone, and it was difficult to even accept a new disciple with Liao Changxing as the sole leader.

If things go on like this, sooner or later the lineage of Yuquanfeng will wither, and perhaps within two years, they will be kicked out to make room for new elders.