Chun Feng Du Jian
Chapter 78
In the first five years, when Zheng Lian decided to release him, the Yueying Mountain Underground Palace could no longer hold Gu Chuifang, but he kept guarding in the Underground Palace like self-punishment, not only to atone for his sins, but also to prevent Nie Zhu from making a comeback.After Zheng Lian's death, no one cared about Linqiu Peak. Gu Chuifang couldn't even eat, so he could only occasionally go out to pick some wild fruits in the forest to satisfy his hunger. Zheng Lian.
He lost Chun Junjian, so he was going to guard Yueying Mountain instead of Chun Junjian.
Gu Chuifang said: "After senior brother left, I waited for many years, and you were the first person to come to me, so I asked you to find Chunjunjian."
Wen Heng nodded.After hearing this old incident, he didn't feel any special sighs, he just felt that their seniors were really terrible, there were clearly countless detours to get in front of each other, and they insisted on being stubborn, and no one was willing to make a detour to give in, so it was like this I wasted my whole life until the yin and yang were separated.
He couldn't help but said: "Uncle Grand Master, if the head is willing to let you go out, isn't that already forgiven you? After all, there are decades of friendship between you brothers and sisters, and there is still time to apologize and make up for it after you go out. Why do you insist on apologizing to the head in person?"
He seemed to ask a heart-wrenching question. Gu Chuifang was silent for a long time, so long that Wen Heng thought he was unwilling to answer, so he heard him mutter: "My brother and I... When I was young, every time I made a mistake and made him angry, I would always be with him. I made a covenant with my fingers, promised to refuse to do it again...he forgave me every time."
But that was the only time when he accidentally injured Zheng Lian and cut off his little finger.
He can no longer behave like before, when he makes a mistake, he just needs to shake his finger and say a few soft words, and the other party will smile generously and tolerate all his faults.
That sword severed not only his fingers, but also ruined all Zheng Lian's expectations of him - he is not worthy to be Zheng Lian's junior, nor is he worthy to be an elder who guards the Chunjun sect with the head.
Wen Heng sighed lowly, knowing that he should stop here.As an outsider, he doesn't need to delve into those obsessive entanglements buried in the years, as long as the two people in it understand it.
"only--"
Gu Chuifang said: "What?"
Wen Heng looked at his old face, his withered hands were hidden under the wide cuffs.It is said that ten fingers connect to a heart, and it is hard for him to imagine how regretful a person would be to bite off one of his own fingers.
He tried his best to be as tactful as possible: "Uncle Grand Master, why didn't that dumb servant who delivered the food tell you the news of the head's death?"
Gu Chuifang glanced at him coldly, and said, "Why are you asking this?"
Wen Heng said: "I don't intend to offend you, but I'm just thinking, since this dumb servant delivered food to you under the order of the master, then after the master passed away, the dumb servant knew that you always wanted to see the master. How many times he will express something or make some unusual actions, but you just said that he suddenly missed the appointment without warning, is this a bit unreasonable?"
Gu Chuifang's face was expressionless, and she said lightly: "I am a sinner, and I don't need to explain."
His gray hair fell from his temples, and he was so emaciated that he almost looked like a zombie crawling out of a coffin.Years have passed, but the bloody past and pain are always vivid and vivid, even if it is just a light touch, it will make him tremble and fear.
After all, Wen Heng didn't express his guess directly.
After Zheng Lian's death, the dumb servant no longer appeared, and no one in the Chunjun faction knew that there was still a Gu Chuifang imprisoned in the underground palace.It is said that Zheng Lian hated Gu Chuifang so much that he could deliberately leave him in the underground palace to wait for his death, but he clearly agreed to let Gu Chuifang go, and he would have to let him go before he died.
20 years is so long, is there still a possibility that the dumb servant who brings food to Gu Chuifang every day may be Zheng Lian himself?
A broken mirror is hard to round, and the cracks are always there. This may be the reason why he doesn't want to see Gu Chuifang, but after all, it is the junior who grew up with him. If the other half is removed, the mirror will always be only half round, and it will never be able to reflect. Those two high-spirited teenagers were gone.
Gu Chuifang is a smart person, he will not fail to understand Wen Heng's hint, but no matter how clear he is, he dare not have such delusions.
"You took back the Chunjun sword, and the old account between you and me will be written off." Gu Chuifang stood up holding the Chunjun sword, with his back to him, and said coldly, "You go."
Wen Heng said, "This junior has an unfeeling request."
Gu Chuifang turned her head and glanced at him, as if she was sullen towards this ignorant junior: "What?"
Linqiu Peak hides the sword pavilion.
The head of the sect, Han Nanfu, considers himself to be kind and gentle, and has never made things difficult for his disciples, but standing here with the four elders waiting for a junior, but the other party came late, which really annoyed him.Even if Wen Heng Yu Chunjun faction has great kindness, this person is too ignorant to be so polite and contemptuous.
He asked Liao Changxing angrily: "Where is Yue Chiren? If he doesn't want to come, tell him to go down Yueying Mountain. The Chunjun faction has been kind to him in nurturing him. Does he put these elders in his eyes? inside?!"
Liao Changxing didn't want to drag Wen Heng over to beat him up, he only had a faint wry smile on his face, and said: "Forgive me, Master, maybe Brother Yue was stumbled. disciple, otherwise I would not have entrusted me to make things right for him, and please wait a little longer, teachers."
Han Nanfu snorted heavily. The elder Zheng Yi of Jixue Peak and the elder Meng Feixue of Minghe Peak had always been friends with Yuquan Peak, and they had received Wen Heng's kindness at the Sword Discussion Conference, so they were more tolerant and said: "It's okay, Yue Zhi was thrown into jail because of our disciple and suffered serious injuries, now we are just waiting a little longer, how can it be worth talking about? The head will definitely not blame him for this."
While talking, he suddenly heard footsteps coming from outside the hall. Liao Changxing looked back and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.Wen Heng was accompanied by a white-haired old man in rags, and the two of them were walking towards the Cangjian Pavilion.
The old man was tall, with extremely fair complexion, unfamiliar face, and dignified gestures, holding a black long sword that looked like gold and iron in his hand. After entering the door, he neither announced his family nor exchanged greetings, his eyes scanned like a falcon All the people in the Cangjian Pavilion directly asked, "Who is the head?"
Han Nanfu was suddenly named. He didn't know where Wen Heng found an ancestor. He came out of the line in surprise, and bowed to him, "I'm Han Nanfu, the head of the Chunjun Sect. I don't know what advice the old man has?"
Gu Chuifang raised her hand and threw the Chunjun sword at Han Nanfu: "Put it away, don't lose it again."
Han Nanfu was almost cut through his palm by the epee sword. Before he could get angry, he saw the inscription on the sword clearly, and said, "Pure Jun Sword?!"
The four elders rushed forward and surrounded the head of the sect: "Is it really Chun Junjian?"
Han Nanfu was overwhelmed by the sudden surprise, and asked in disbelief: "The Chunjun sword was stolen four years ago, and the disciples of our sect searched for it in many ways, but there is no clue so far, where did the old man get it from? "
Gu Chuifang turned sideways slightly, letting Wen Heng out: "He found it, don't thank me."
Both Meng Feixue and Zheng Yi turned around, bowed to him politely and said politely: "Young Xia Yue, don't come here without any problems."
Wen Heng left the crowd alone for a long time, but no one dared to pursue him at this time, so he saluted everyone calmly: "I have met the master, I have met all the elders."
Liao Changxing stood beside him and asked in a low voice, "Why did it take so long, and what's the trouble?"
Given Gu Chuifang's seniority, his willingness to show up and return the sword has already given Wen Heng a great deal of face, and he will never waste any more time explaining the ins and outs.Seeing that everyone was looking at Gu Chuifang eagerly, Wen Heng had no choice but to stand up and explain: "I want everyone to know that the real Chunjun sword was stolen about 35 years ago, and the Chunjun sword treasured in the hidden sword pavilion has been kept forever since then. The former master ordered someone to forge an imitation. That one was lost four years ago and is still missing. This one in the master's hand is the real sword that the younger generation stole from Da Nei under the orders of the grand master uncle. It happened to be returned to Zhao in its entirety."
When the Chunjun sword was stolen back then, everyone present either didn't remember anything or hadn't started yet. No one knew that the treasure of the Zhenpai turned out to be a fake sword.Wen Heng's words were equivalent to directly replacing the Chunjun faction with a town treasure. It took Han Nanfu a long time to ask the most important question: "How do you know that this sword is real?"
The real sword is related to Xuanyuan Sword, Fengyue Sword, and Buxu Palace. The black gold material is the best proof, but it is not good to say this directly to Head Han. Wen Heng took a look at Gu Chuifang and politely said: He replied: "This sword has been tested by Grand Master Uncle himself, so it should not be a fake."
All eyes shot at Gu Chuifang who was standing with his hands behind his back, and Han Nanfu made a doubtful voice: "'Grand Master Uncle'?"
Wen Heng said succinctly and forcefully: "This is Uncle Gu, the 'Canghai Hanging Sword'."
In order to keep the secret of the underground palace, Zheng Lian deliberately erased the big mistakes Gu Chuifang made back then, but Gu Chuifang's origin and inheritance are clearly recorded in the pedigree of the Chunjun Sect. As long as his name is revealed, no one will not know his identity identity.
Han Nanfu's face changed a few times. Except for Cui Jin, the elder of Yujie Peak, who was simply shocked, the other three elders all had unbelievable and true expressions.
Wen Heng had already compiled a set of histories for Gu Chuifang. Before they could continue to question, Han Nanfu and the three elders suddenly fell down and bowed down together. !"
Wen Heng and Liao Changxing hurriedly moved away, which shocked Gu Chuifang, his stagnant expression finally turned slightly, and asked in a low voice: "What is this for?"
Han Nanfu lowered his head and replied: "My family teacher left a legacy before his death. When Master Gu travels back to the mountain, the disciples should reopen Linqiu Peak and treat Master Uncle as an elder."
Wen Heng stood close and saw that Gu Chuifang's pale lips trembled slightly, as if he was too timid to speak, and asked in an unprecedentedly cautious and hoarse voice: "Your master...is Zheng Lian?"
Han Nanfu said bluntly, "Exactly."
These two words are no less than a thunderbolt from the blue sky. Gu Chuifang closed her eyes all of a sudden, only to feel a real sharp pain from the severed finger on her right hand, as if a quenched steel knife was swimming along the blood. The knife pierced every inch of his flesh and blood.
Seeing this, Wen Heng couldn't help sighing heavily in his heart.
He turned to Liao Changxing, and without intentionally suppressing his voice, asked, "Brother, do you know where the previous head is buried? Tai Shishu and the previous head are brothers of the same sect, and they have a deep friendship. He has traveled abroad for many years, Now that I have finally returned to Yueying Mountain, I think I have to go to worship in person."
Liao Changxing's expression suddenly became very strange. Wen Heng raised his eyebrows, thinking there was some reason for it, and then he heard Liao Changxing say: "There is a pine forest a hundred steps north of the hidden sword pavilion, which is the place where the bones of the previous head are buried. land."
Not only Wen Heng, even Gu Chuifang, who was in a trance, was stunned when he heard this.
Judging from the topography of Linqiu Peak, Zheng Lian's tomb seems to be... exactly on top of Yueying Mountain's underground palace.
The author has something to say: I have been busy recently, and I found it really difficult to update four chapters a week... I am sorry that I need to change the copy, and I will guarantee three chapters a week in the future.
Xiao Xue, who is on a business trip next week, should be able to come back.
He lost Chun Junjian, so he was going to guard Yueying Mountain instead of Chun Junjian.
Gu Chuifang said: "After senior brother left, I waited for many years, and you were the first person to come to me, so I asked you to find Chunjunjian."
Wen Heng nodded.After hearing this old incident, he didn't feel any special sighs, he just felt that their seniors were really terrible, there were clearly countless detours to get in front of each other, and they insisted on being stubborn, and no one was willing to make a detour to give in, so it was like this I wasted my whole life until the yin and yang were separated.
He couldn't help but said: "Uncle Grand Master, if the head is willing to let you go out, isn't that already forgiven you? After all, there are decades of friendship between you brothers and sisters, and there is still time to apologize and make up for it after you go out. Why do you insist on apologizing to the head in person?"
He seemed to ask a heart-wrenching question. Gu Chuifang was silent for a long time, so long that Wen Heng thought he was unwilling to answer, so he heard him mutter: "My brother and I... When I was young, every time I made a mistake and made him angry, I would always be with him. I made a covenant with my fingers, promised to refuse to do it again...he forgave me every time."
But that was the only time when he accidentally injured Zheng Lian and cut off his little finger.
He can no longer behave like before, when he makes a mistake, he just needs to shake his finger and say a few soft words, and the other party will smile generously and tolerate all his faults.
That sword severed not only his fingers, but also ruined all Zheng Lian's expectations of him - he is not worthy to be Zheng Lian's junior, nor is he worthy to be an elder who guards the Chunjun sect with the head.
Wen Heng sighed lowly, knowing that he should stop here.As an outsider, he doesn't need to delve into those obsessive entanglements buried in the years, as long as the two people in it understand it.
"only--"
Gu Chuifang said: "What?"
Wen Heng looked at his old face, his withered hands were hidden under the wide cuffs.It is said that ten fingers connect to a heart, and it is hard for him to imagine how regretful a person would be to bite off one of his own fingers.
He tried his best to be as tactful as possible: "Uncle Grand Master, why didn't that dumb servant who delivered the food tell you the news of the head's death?"
Gu Chuifang glanced at him coldly, and said, "Why are you asking this?"
Wen Heng said: "I don't intend to offend you, but I'm just thinking, since this dumb servant delivered food to you under the order of the master, then after the master passed away, the dumb servant knew that you always wanted to see the master. How many times he will express something or make some unusual actions, but you just said that he suddenly missed the appointment without warning, is this a bit unreasonable?"
Gu Chuifang's face was expressionless, and she said lightly: "I am a sinner, and I don't need to explain."
His gray hair fell from his temples, and he was so emaciated that he almost looked like a zombie crawling out of a coffin.Years have passed, but the bloody past and pain are always vivid and vivid, even if it is just a light touch, it will make him tremble and fear.
After all, Wen Heng didn't express his guess directly.
After Zheng Lian's death, the dumb servant no longer appeared, and no one in the Chunjun faction knew that there was still a Gu Chuifang imprisoned in the underground palace.It is said that Zheng Lian hated Gu Chuifang so much that he could deliberately leave him in the underground palace to wait for his death, but he clearly agreed to let Gu Chuifang go, and he would have to let him go before he died.
20 years is so long, is there still a possibility that the dumb servant who brings food to Gu Chuifang every day may be Zheng Lian himself?
A broken mirror is hard to round, and the cracks are always there. This may be the reason why he doesn't want to see Gu Chuifang, but after all, it is the junior who grew up with him. If the other half is removed, the mirror will always be only half round, and it will never be able to reflect. Those two high-spirited teenagers were gone.
Gu Chuifang is a smart person, he will not fail to understand Wen Heng's hint, but no matter how clear he is, he dare not have such delusions.
"You took back the Chunjun sword, and the old account between you and me will be written off." Gu Chuifang stood up holding the Chunjun sword, with his back to him, and said coldly, "You go."
Wen Heng said, "This junior has an unfeeling request."
Gu Chuifang turned her head and glanced at him, as if she was sullen towards this ignorant junior: "What?"
Linqiu Peak hides the sword pavilion.
The head of the sect, Han Nanfu, considers himself to be kind and gentle, and has never made things difficult for his disciples, but standing here with the four elders waiting for a junior, but the other party came late, which really annoyed him.Even if Wen Heng Yu Chunjun faction has great kindness, this person is too ignorant to be so polite and contemptuous.
He asked Liao Changxing angrily: "Where is Yue Chiren? If he doesn't want to come, tell him to go down Yueying Mountain. The Chunjun faction has been kind to him in nurturing him. Does he put these elders in his eyes? inside?!"
Liao Changxing didn't want to drag Wen Heng over to beat him up, he only had a faint wry smile on his face, and said: "Forgive me, Master, maybe Brother Yue was stumbled. disciple, otherwise I would not have entrusted me to make things right for him, and please wait a little longer, teachers."
Han Nanfu snorted heavily. The elder Zheng Yi of Jixue Peak and the elder Meng Feixue of Minghe Peak had always been friends with Yuquan Peak, and they had received Wen Heng's kindness at the Sword Discussion Conference, so they were more tolerant and said: "It's okay, Yue Zhi was thrown into jail because of our disciple and suffered serious injuries, now we are just waiting a little longer, how can it be worth talking about? The head will definitely not blame him for this."
While talking, he suddenly heard footsteps coming from outside the hall. Liao Changxing looked back and immediately breathed a sigh of relief.Wen Heng was accompanied by a white-haired old man in rags, and the two of them were walking towards the Cangjian Pavilion.
The old man was tall, with extremely fair complexion, unfamiliar face, and dignified gestures, holding a black long sword that looked like gold and iron in his hand. After entering the door, he neither announced his family nor exchanged greetings, his eyes scanned like a falcon All the people in the Cangjian Pavilion directly asked, "Who is the head?"
Han Nanfu was suddenly named. He didn't know where Wen Heng found an ancestor. He came out of the line in surprise, and bowed to him, "I'm Han Nanfu, the head of the Chunjun Sect. I don't know what advice the old man has?"
Gu Chuifang raised her hand and threw the Chunjun sword at Han Nanfu: "Put it away, don't lose it again."
Han Nanfu was almost cut through his palm by the epee sword. Before he could get angry, he saw the inscription on the sword clearly, and said, "Pure Jun Sword?!"
The four elders rushed forward and surrounded the head of the sect: "Is it really Chun Junjian?"
Han Nanfu was overwhelmed by the sudden surprise, and asked in disbelief: "The Chunjun sword was stolen four years ago, and the disciples of our sect searched for it in many ways, but there is no clue so far, where did the old man get it from? "
Gu Chuifang turned sideways slightly, letting Wen Heng out: "He found it, don't thank me."
Both Meng Feixue and Zheng Yi turned around, bowed to him politely and said politely: "Young Xia Yue, don't come here without any problems."
Wen Heng left the crowd alone for a long time, but no one dared to pursue him at this time, so he saluted everyone calmly: "I have met the master, I have met all the elders."
Liao Changxing stood beside him and asked in a low voice, "Why did it take so long, and what's the trouble?"
Given Gu Chuifang's seniority, his willingness to show up and return the sword has already given Wen Heng a great deal of face, and he will never waste any more time explaining the ins and outs.Seeing that everyone was looking at Gu Chuifang eagerly, Wen Heng had no choice but to stand up and explain: "I want everyone to know that the real Chunjun sword was stolen about 35 years ago, and the Chunjun sword treasured in the hidden sword pavilion has been kept forever since then. The former master ordered someone to forge an imitation. That one was lost four years ago and is still missing. This one in the master's hand is the real sword that the younger generation stole from Da Nei under the orders of the grand master uncle. It happened to be returned to Zhao in its entirety."
When the Chunjun sword was stolen back then, everyone present either didn't remember anything or hadn't started yet. No one knew that the treasure of the Zhenpai turned out to be a fake sword.Wen Heng's words were equivalent to directly replacing the Chunjun faction with a town treasure. It took Han Nanfu a long time to ask the most important question: "How do you know that this sword is real?"
The real sword is related to Xuanyuan Sword, Fengyue Sword, and Buxu Palace. The black gold material is the best proof, but it is not good to say this directly to Head Han. Wen Heng took a look at Gu Chuifang and politely said: He replied: "This sword has been tested by Grand Master Uncle himself, so it should not be a fake."
All eyes shot at Gu Chuifang who was standing with his hands behind his back, and Han Nanfu made a doubtful voice: "'Grand Master Uncle'?"
Wen Heng said succinctly and forcefully: "This is Uncle Gu, the 'Canghai Hanging Sword'."
In order to keep the secret of the underground palace, Zheng Lian deliberately erased the big mistakes Gu Chuifang made back then, but Gu Chuifang's origin and inheritance are clearly recorded in the pedigree of the Chunjun Sect. As long as his name is revealed, no one will not know his identity identity.
Han Nanfu's face changed a few times. Except for Cui Jin, the elder of Yujie Peak, who was simply shocked, the other three elders all had unbelievable and true expressions.
Wen Heng had already compiled a set of histories for Gu Chuifang. Before they could continue to question, Han Nanfu and the three elders suddenly fell down and bowed down together. !"
Wen Heng and Liao Changxing hurriedly moved away, which shocked Gu Chuifang, his stagnant expression finally turned slightly, and asked in a low voice: "What is this for?"
Han Nanfu lowered his head and replied: "My family teacher left a legacy before his death. When Master Gu travels back to the mountain, the disciples should reopen Linqiu Peak and treat Master Uncle as an elder."
Wen Heng stood close and saw that Gu Chuifang's pale lips trembled slightly, as if he was too timid to speak, and asked in an unprecedentedly cautious and hoarse voice: "Your master...is Zheng Lian?"
Han Nanfu said bluntly, "Exactly."
These two words are no less than a thunderbolt from the blue sky. Gu Chuifang closed her eyes all of a sudden, only to feel a real sharp pain from the severed finger on her right hand, as if a quenched steel knife was swimming along the blood. The knife pierced every inch of his flesh and blood.
Seeing this, Wen Heng couldn't help sighing heavily in his heart.
He turned to Liao Changxing, and without intentionally suppressing his voice, asked, "Brother, do you know where the previous head is buried? Tai Shishu and the previous head are brothers of the same sect, and they have a deep friendship. He has traveled abroad for many years, Now that I have finally returned to Yueying Mountain, I think I have to go to worship in person."
Liao Changxing's expression suddenly became very strange. Wen Heng raised his eyebrows, thinking there was some reason for it, and then he heard Liao Changxing say: "There is a pine forest a hundred steps north of the hidden sword pavilion, which is the place where the bones of the previous head are buried. land."
Not only Wen Heng, even Gu Chuifang, who was in a trance, was stunned when he heard this.
Judging from the topography of Linqiu Peak, Zheng Lian's tomb seems to be... exactly on top of Yueying Mountain's underground palace.
The author has something to say: I have been busy recently, and I found it really difficult to update four chapters a week... I am sorry that I need to change the copy, and I will guarantee three chapters a week in the future.
Xiao Xue, who is on a business trip next week, should be able to come back.
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