Chun Feng Du Jian

There is never a shortage of rumors and anecdotes in the Jianghu, but this year seems to be different, from the birth of a young swordsman at the Siyou Mountain Sword Competition, to the new Linqiu Feng elder of the Chunjun Sect who turned out to be the orphan of King Qing. It happened again, and the center of the vortex was that young Mr. Wen Heng whose experience was already considered legendary.

Wen Heng lived in Zhanchuan City in a semi-recluse, didn't go out very much, and mostly sent news by letter, but the people Fan Yang arranged outside could hear different new rumors every day.In just four or five days, Wen Heng's life experience over the past twenty years has been arranged in a hype, about how he escaped from the case of King Qing, how he was picked up by Qin Ling, and how he was so unknown in the Chunjun School. After many years, it suddenly became a blockbuster... All the secrets in the past have been dug out one by one, commented and discussed, and become the talk of countless people after drinking.

Among the many mysteries surrounding him, the most curious one is what kind of opportunity a prince and grandson who is known as "frail and sickly" has been able to improve his martial arts by leaps and bounds in just a few years. Become a peerless master who swept the Central Plains martial arts?

Some people say that since he became the elder of Lin Qiufeng of the Chunjun School, he must have inherited Gu Chuifang's mantle; but some people retort that although Gu Chuifang was also a genius back then, Wen Heng's swordsmanship at the Sword Discussion Conference is completely self-contained , is no longer the martial arts method of the Chunjun School; some people even combined various gossips and old things to infer that Wen Heng was born with poor bones and could not practice martial arts at all. Martial arts secrets, in order to have today's martial arts.And what he stole from the palace was the lost sword of the Chunjun faction, which has been confirmed by the Chunjun faction, and the martial arts secret book that is vague in the rumors must be the key to making him reborn.

When Wen Heng heard this statement, the four words "as expected" appeared in his heart at that time.Now all the winds are turning towards the "non-existent secret book", more and more guesses, more and more specific, coupled with the deliberate guidance of caring people, and finally accepted by most people is that Wen Heng's hand It is true that there is a book of inner strength and mental method in the Internet, which is the "Beidou Huangu Shengong", which has been recorded in ancient times, but has been lost for a long time and is almost legendary.

"My lord," Fan Yang stood outside the study, raised his hand and knocked on the door, and said, "Chun Jun sent a letter."

Wen Heng was talking about this matter with Xue Qinglan, and after listening to his report, he got up and opened the door, and smiled at Xue Qinglan: "It must be that the other side is in a hurry, so I hurriedly sent a letter to ask, do you want to bet or not?"

"Don't gamble." Xue Qinglan said helplessly: "Brother Heng, you have no plans left, so don't bully others."

Wen Heng received the letter, unfolded it and read it quickly, put down the paper and said: "The head told me to go back to the mountain immediately, I have to go now. You can eat well by yourself, don't wait for me. There should be nothing very important over there. I'll try to get back tonight as soon as possible."

Xue Qinglan got up and followed him, and insisted on sending him to the door after just a few steps. After hearing this, she persuaded Wen Heng: "The mountain road is difficult to walk after dark, so don't rush back and run back. Rest on the mountain for one night, and it won’t be too late to return when the sun rises tomorrow.”

Wen Heng picked up the sword casually, and glanced at him with a slight smile: "Aren't you afraid that you will sleep alone today?"

Xue Qinglan pushed him out of the door with both hands, and replied mercilessly: "Don't be afraid, so you can wander outside to your heart's content, it's okay."

Wen Heng is like an annoying cat who owes his hand to teasing cats. He doesn't get annoyed when his paw is scratched. Instead, he gets infinite fun from the pet's puffy fur, and goes out contentedly.Xue Qinglan closed the courtyard door, turned around and went back to the room, feeling that Wen Heng's back had just disappeared from sight, and somewhere in his heart was hollowed out, and he couldn't help sighing.

It’s almost summer, and the peony and hydrangea in the yard are gradually showing signs of withering. Among the green leaves, there are mostly withered petals hanging on the branches, and there are only one or two small budding flowers in shady places such as corners and corridors.He has lived in this courtyard for [-] years, and has to walk back and forth in the courtyard several times every day, but until today he has no time to notice these corners and corners of the scene.As soon as Wen Heng left, the whole courtyard suddenly seemed empty, and there were laughter and laughter from other people's houses outside the courtyard wall. In a trance, Xue Qinglan even wanted to chase out.He suddenly understood that his home was not in a certain place, and that the security, trust and defenselessness that constitute a home were all tied to Wen Heng alone.

But how long can he rely on Wen Heng like this?

Are those sympathy and soft words a result of infatuation and ambiguity at the beginning of love, or is it just out of pity and love?

When Wen Heng was at home, he never had time to think about these issues, but now the courtyard is full of shade, no one is there, only the leaves are blown by the wind, and Xue Qinglan is standing on the steps, staring at the flowers in the corner in a daze. I was out of my mind for a while.After an unknown amount of time, there was a "duk-duk" knock on the door behind him, which interrupted his contemplation.

A strange man's voice said from outside: "Young Master Xue, there is a guest who wants to see you."

Xue Qinglan had lived with Wen Heng for a long time, and was interrupted by this voice, without thinking too much, subconsciously went to open the door, and asked casually, "Who?"

"it's me."

A melodious voice like a warbler's cry sounded, and while seeing the person coming, Xue Qinglan's face completely sank, as if he had changed into a different person in place, his eyes were as sharp as a cold sword drawn out of its sheath, unceremoniously nailed to the face of the person opposite. Face: "What are you doing here?"

The Qianhong gauze was fluttering in the summer wind, and this scene really matched her name. Lu Hongyi resumed her original pronunciation, and said jokingly: "Let me see what kind of fairy came down to earth, and put Our cold-hearted Hufa Xue stumbled into this kind of place - there was no news for ten and a half months, and those who didn't know thought you died outside."

Xue Qinglan said coldly: "I act according to the order of the suzerain, so I don't need to worry about Protector Lu."

"It's easy," Lu Hongyi said with a smile, "Coincidentally, I have a suzerain's warrant here, so Protector Xue might as well take a look."

The two of them have always been at odds, and every time they speak, they always have a gun with a stick, and they are yin and yang.As soon as Xue Qinglan heard Lu Hongyi's smiling tone, she knew that something was wrong.Lu Hongyi took out a green mailbox from his sleeve, and threw it towards him: "Here."

Xue Qinglan took the letter box, and saw that the seam was sealed with the secret fire wax made by the Hanging Star Sect, and there were traces of the seal of the suzerain Fang Wujiu on it.Carefully scraping off the wax on the surface with a dagger, he unscrewed the top and pulled out a small scroll of paper embedded in it.

The letter was written by Fang Wujiu himself, the pen and ink were not very good, and the content was only a few lines, but Xue Qinglan held it and looked at it for a long time, as if he wanted to make a hole in it.Such silence was unusual for him, but his expression was unusually calm, or it can be said that he hid his true expression very thoroughly, and did not show any strangeness in front of Lu Hongyi, making her want to guess from Xue Qinglan's reaction. The clueless calculations were completely in vain.

Lu Hongyi didn't wait for him to change color suddenly, and knew that Xue Qinglan was deliberately guarding against her, snorted coldly, and said angrily: "What a disappointment!"

Xue Qinglan threw the note into the half-cup of residual tea on the stone table in the courtyard, watched the words on white paper and ink quickly dissolve in the water, and suddenly picked up the teacup and threw it back.Lu Hongyi, who quietly touched him behind him, was taken aback, quickly jumped back, landed lightly outside the small courtyard door, and said angrily, "There's something wrong with you!"

Xue Qinglan put the teacup back on the table unhurriedly, and said calmly without looking back, "I didn't invite you in."

Lu Hongyi hit a hard nail, and seeing him hate him more and more, he didn't want to say a word to him at all, and sneered angrily: "You don't have to put on an air here, although I don't know what the suzerain has given you, but I know that recently Everyone in the Jianghu is coveting the secret book in the hands of Mr. Wen Heng. You have a close relationship with him. I don’t know if you are willing to disobey the suzerain’s will for him? Wait until he is attacked by thousands of people and the whole world chases him down. It’s up to you How long can I be proud!"

She finished her harsh words in one breath, probably because she was afraid that Xue Qinglan would catch up and beat her, so she put her feet on the ground and jumped up the fence. In the blink of an eye, she had drifted several feet away and disappeared.

Xue Qinglan didn't have to stare, he could feel her aura retreating away, and when the surroundings regained calm, he hit the stone table hard with his fist hidden in his sleeve.The flesh collided with the warm and hard stone surface, and the dull pain climbed up the arm along the knuckles. He suddenly remembered that Wen Heng's hand injury from fighting Feng Baoyi some time ago hadn't fully healed yet. You can use a sword, but if you really encounter a strong enemy, you will definitely not be able to deal with it, and the power of your moves will be greatly reduced.

There are so many people outside staring at him, if it is really like what Lu Hongyi hinted, Wen Heng going out alone now is like a sheep in the mouth of a tiger - he usually lives next to the Luming Escort, and if there is any trouble, he will immediately A large group of helpers arrived, but if he was in ambush on the way to the Chunjun faction, Wen Heng would never bring a group of guards with him when he went to the division gate. Ligers are also afraid of hyenas. If they are attacked by a group, they will fall into the trap. extremely dangerous situation.

Even thinking about it a little more terrifyingly, was the letter Wen Heng received earlier really sent from Chunjun?Even Lu Hongyi could pretend to be a male voice to trick him into opening the door. How could anyone know that someone deliberately forged a fake letter to trick Wen Heng into taking the bait, leading him out of a safe place, and trying to take away the legendary letter from him? "Beidou Huangu Magic"?

Xue Qinglan's face changed suddenly, and he rushed into the study and tore off the sword hanging on the wall, jumped onto the wall, and ran away.It just so happened that Fan Yang came in from the door, and was about to ask him if he could go to the Luming Escort Bureau for dinner, when he looked up, he felt that Xue Qinglan had disappeared.

Fan Yang was stunned for a moment, and muttered inexplicably: "Going in such a hurry? Could it be that the young master forgot to take something?"

He took a step forward and stepped on the water stains on the ground, but he didn't pay attention to it. He walked around the courtyard very resolutely, closing the doors and windows as they should, and opening them as they should. Finally, he carefully closed the courtyard door and walked leisurely. Went back to the Luming Escort Bureau for dinner.

On the other side, at the foot of Yueying Mountain.

Xue Qinglan came galloping on his horse, and reined in before the stone steps at the foot of the mountain. The horse hissed and shook his head impatiently.At this time, it was getting dusk, but the heat still persisted, and the mane on the horse's neck was wet with sweat, and even Xue Qinglan's ice-like physique was covered with sweat, and his five fingers curled up from holding the sword for too long , has been crushed to the point of losing consciousness.

On the way, he didn't see Wen Heng's figure, and Xue Qinglan became more and more anxious, and when he got off the horse and landed, he almost stepped on the air and sprained his feet.While comforting himself that there were no traces of fighting on the road, with Wen Heng's skill, even if he were to encounter an ambush, he would have to fight hard, and it would be impossible to be captured easily; at the same time, he couldn't help scaring himself, imagining countless unimaginable things He was afraid that if Wen Heng fell into a well-designed trap and fell victim before he had time to struggle, where should he go to find him again?

Yueying Mountain stands majestically, like a dark statue under the moonlight, silently watching Xue Qinglan walking alone.

This is the first time he has set foot on the stone steps of Yueying Mountain again after four years—this place he thought he would never come back to in his life. Sometimes life is so unpredictable. Last time he stood here, full of fear and hesitation, He was afraid of not seeing Wen Heng, and even more afraid of seeing Wen Heng but hearing the answer that terrified him.

At that time, he was still a weak boy, dreaming of running away from Xue Ci, so he pinned all his hopes on Wen Heng, thinking that Wen Heng would definitely take him away if he agreed.But the person he was waiting for never showed up. After suffering day after day, he finally could no longer deceive himself and others.

Wen Heng will not come again.

That was the first time in Xue Qinglan's life that he killed someone with his own hands, and it was his own master.

He is very clear that he has committed an unforgivable evil deed by the world. He is deceiving his master and exterminating his ancestors, and he is treasonous. After the incident spreads, he may be despised by everyone, and even face life and death crises.But before that, he still wanted to see Wenheng and listen to him say a word. As long as he got the answer, it doesn't matter whether he lives or dies in the future.

So he traveled thousands of miles from Mingzhou to Jiuqu, walking up the hundreds of long stone steps step by step in front of the mountain gate of Chunjun Sect, as if he was lingering himself and praying for salvation.

Xue Qinglan once thought that it was the ultimate goal of his life, but he never imagined that one day he would repeat the actions of the past with the same posture and completely different courage.It's just that the last time he was like an ignorant and paranoid child, he just wanted to ask why Wen Heng didn't come to the appointment; but now, after four years of ashes, he finally understands what is the most important thing for him. What is the important thing... The person who is going to protect with all his courage, from the past to the present, has never changed.

Xue Qinglan walked very quickly, and it took less than two minutes to get up from the foot of the mountain. When the gatekeeper saw a foreign visitor coming, he took the initiative to meet him and ask what he wanted.After walking the hundred or so steps, it was as if reliving the past, Xue Qinglan strangely stopped panicking, and said politely to the disciple: "Dare to ask your sect... Has Elder Yue Zhiyue come here? Are you still on the mountain?"

The door guard disciple nodded and said: "I have been here, I just entered the door a moment ago, and I am still in the sect now. But the head of the door has orders, the elder has not seen any outsiders recently, Your Excellency, please come back."

Xue Qinglan's heart fell to the ground, and finally heaved a sigh of relief. He waved his hands and said, "I'm not going in to look for him. I'm just waiting outside for him to come out. Is this okay?"

There is nothing wrong with this requirement at first glance, but when you think about it carefully, there is always something wrong.Seeing him young and handsome, with outstanding temperament, the gatekeeper disciple thought he was Wen Heng's friend, but his words and deeds are so modest, it seems that the relationship is not that good.The disciple hesitated for a moment, did not dare to nod easily, but said: "Please ask your name, if there is something important, let me go in and report."

Xue Qinglan said: "I'm his...family. The rivers and lakes are not peaceful recently, and I'm afraid there will be danger on the road, so I come here and wait for him to go back down the mountain together. It's not a big deal, so don't bother."

The gatekeeper disciple couldn't help being taken aback when he heard what he said, but Xue Qinglan didn't explain anymore, and he didn't want to ask more questions, so he had to signal Xue Qinglan to take it easy, and silently retreated to continue guarding the gate.

Xue Qinglan looked around and found a flat rock under a nearby tree, which could clearly see the Chunjun disciples coming and going in and out of the mountain gate, but would not be too conspicuous and attract others' attention.Holding the sword, he walked to the forest and sat down, leaning his back against the rough tree trunk, listening carefully for a while, only hearing the sound of wind and insects, but no other strange movements, and then stretched his limbs in peace of mind, relaxing from the inside out.

It is true that Wen Heng was called to Yueying Mountain this time for a serious matter. One is that his identity has been restored, so naturally he should no longer use the title of "Yue Chi" in the sect, and he must tell all the disciples to rectify his name; Rumor has it that the Chunjun faction is not immune to public discussion, and the magical secrets have nothing to do with them, but when the Xingcheng incident was solved by Wen Heng and Liao Changxing, the Chunjun faction was passively involved and became the leader. sheep.Now someone brought up the old matter again, and wanted to pick the bone in the egg, the head and all the elders had no choice but to invite Wen Heng to ask about the situation, so that they would not have nothing to say when they face other factions' inquiries in the future.

These two things are not big, but it took a lot of time. By the time Wen Heng finally left Hengqiu Hall, it was already dark.Liao Changxing persuaded him to stay overnight on the mountain and go back tomorrow, but Wen Heng missed Xue Qinglan at home, so he had to rush back to Zhanchuan City no matter what, seeing his firm attitude, Liao Changxing had no choice but to let him go.

Wen Heng bid farewell to the members of the sect, and went down the main peak alone. When he walked to the front of the mountain gate, it happened that the gatekeepers were changing shifts. A young disciple saw him with sharp eyes, and rushed to say hello, and said: "Uncle Wen, your family I sent someone to pick you up from the mountain, and I have been waiting outside the door, do you want my disciples to call him over?"

Wen Heng had long since lost the habit of bringing followers when going out, and Fan Yang would not miss him so intimately. Hearing this, he couldn't help standing still, and asked doubtfully, "Who is it?"

The disciple shook his head and replied, "I didn't say the name, I just claimed to be your family." He pointed back at the bushes not far away, "That's the man."

Thanks to the bright moonlight tonight and Wen Heng's good eyesight, otherwise Xue Qinglan, who was dressed in black and blended into a tree stump, would not be recognized at all.His expression suddenly softened, thanked the disciple, and walked quickly towards the bushes. When he got close, he realized that Xue Qinglan had probably been waiting for too long and had fallen asleep from boredom.

Wen Heng took advantage of the moonlight shining through the leaves, and saw that his face was cold and pale, his brows were slightly frowned, as if he was not sleeping very comfortably.There were many mosquitoes nearby, and the rocks and tree stumps were too tight. Although he was leaning against the tree trunk, he felt like curling up his body.Wen Heng stretched out his hand to touch his face, the tentacles were cold, he didn't look like a person who was going through the summer, it really was an old problem recurring.

Xue Qinglan woke up immediately when he touched her.The sky was dark, and when he suddenly opened his eyes, his vision was also blurred, and he could only see the outline of the person in front of him clearly. Subconsciously, he held his sword forward and asked in a hoarse voice, "Who?"

"It's me, don't be afraid." Wen Heng gently pushed the scabbard away, squatted down in front of him, warmed his side face with his palm, and asked patiently, "Why did you come here?"

Although Xue Qinglan was awake, his brain hadn't fully come to life yet, what was on his mind, he blurted out: "I'm here to pick you up."

Wen Heng couldn't help laughing on the spot, and said in a low voice, "Why? Are you afraid I won't dare to walk at night?"

Xue Qinglan was only stunned for a moment, but now she was fully awake.When Wen Heng was not around, he had the courage to destroy the world, but in front of Wen Heng, he didn't have the slightest ambition, and he fell straight on Wen Heng's shoulder, and interrupted: "What do you mean?" It’s been so long, it’s getting dark, let’s go back.”

Wen Heng's eyes fell on the long sword he brought casually, and he had a vague guess in his heart, and his expression became softer.He turned his back to Xue Qinglan, squatted and said: "Come up, I'll carry you down."

Xue Qinglan said inexplicably: "I'm fine, I can walk by myself. And the mountain road is so dark at night, if we slip and fall, neither of us can escape."

Wen Heng smiled and said, "Don't worry, I can't fall on you. Did you come here without eating, and you still have to walk down the mountain hungry?"

It's okay if he doesn't say anything, but when Xue Qinglan said something, he felt a cramping pain in his stomach, so he spread his arms and lay on Wen Heng's back, hugging his neck tightly: "Yes."

Wen Heng easily carried Xue Qinglan on his back, got up and walked down the stone steps slowly, his heart was not beating and he was not panting, and he still had enough time to tease him: "'Huh' what?"

Xue Qinglan clung to his back, like hugging a warm stove in the severe winter, the lingering cold air was gradually melted away by the heat, he suddenly felt sleepy again, and lazily replied: "No Have dinner."

Wen Heng said: "Didn't I say that before I left? You don't have to wait for me to eat by yourself."

But Xue Qinglan said: "I suddenly remembered that it is dangerous for you to be outside alone. Maybe someone deliberately forged that letter to lure you out, so as to attack you when you placed an order. The injury on your right hand is not healed yet, just in case What should I do if I can't beat him with my hands? That's why I came here."

This was said very easily, but in a few words, it was actually full of affection, which showed that Xue Qinglan's friendship with him had reached the point where he would not avoid danger and disregard life and death.

Wen Heng was extremely moved, but they were walking in the dark forest, and he had his back to Xue Qinglan, so there was only a voice, which sounded calm and calm: "Fool, if you are right, run over to pick me up." Didn't I also fall into the enemy's trap?"

Xue Qinglan replied as a matter of course: "Yes, so what."

He was so confident that even Wen Heng was choked up, and all the persuasive words that followed were stuck in his throat.Wen Heng suddenly remembered the time when they were in danger on Yueying Mountain when they were young. Xue Qinglan searched for a day in the back mountain without sleep. , and almost lost his life because of the pictures on the stone wall.

If the last time can be attributed to his inexperience and ignorance of danger, then after four years, Xue Qinglan still jumped out without hesitation knowing that it was a trap this time, which is enough to show how much Wen Heng occupies in his heart. important position.

Wen Heng lifted him up and heard his slow and long breathing, and suddenly said with emotion: "I am the only child in our family. When I was young, I saw other people's brothers playing together. It would be nice to have a younger brother. When I went out, I stood at the door to see me off, and when I came back, I sat at the door and waited for me. Wherever I went, he followed me like a little tail... It's a pity that the family was ruined and there was no chance again. "

Xue Qinglan was about to fall asleep, and he murmured a vague "hmm", but suddenly he thought of a bad possibility, and the arm around Wen Heng's neck froze suddenly, "Brother Heng..."

Wen Heng asked, "What?"

Xue Qinglan's drowsiness was frightened away, he held his breath, and tentatively asked: "You are so kind to me...is it because you have always regarded me as your younger brother?"

Wen Heng: "..."

He didn't answer "yes" or "no" immediately, but slowed down his steps, let out a long and helpless sigh, and then said slowly: "For you to ask such a question, I really shot myself in the foot. "

Xue Qinglan said in a daze, "Huh?"

Wen Heng said softly: "Qinglan, don't you understand—"

Only halfway through the words, he stopped suddenly, looked at the sky with his right hand, and held a sharp silver dart under his fingertips: "Who is it!"

The sound of piercing the air resounded from all directions. Xue Qinglan jumped off Wen Heng's back, threw and drew the sword in one go. They were knocked down to the ground with different shapes and styles, but they all aimed at the same person accurately.

Wen Heng's predictions for many days and Xue Qinglan's conjecture finally came true. This place is halfway up the mountain, with steep mountains and dense forests, suitable for assassins to ambush. Working together, we can quickly take Wen Heng away before the Chunjun faction finds out.

Xue Qinglan and Wen Heng stood back to back on the narrow stone steps. Although they couldn't see the figure of the assassin, they could clearly feel the awe-inspiring killing intent of the hunter.A fierce battle tonight is inevitable, this is Feng Baoyi's backhand that Wen Heng has been waiting for, and it is also the beginning of the opponent's crazy counterattack and revenge.

Holding the sword in his left hand, Wen Heng said in a loud voice: "Whoever wants to kill me, please come out to fight in a dignified way. Why do you have to be timid and act like a villain?"

The author has something to say: a big chapter was synthesized for the coherence of the plot.