Yin Yin does not regret

Wudang Mountain returned to calm again, Song Qingshu took advantage of the chaos and slipped away, no longer a person from Wudang, we will meet again in the future, we can only draw our swords, Zhang Sanfeng stood in front of the ancestral hall for a long time, speechless, Mo Shenggu was the first person to enter the ancestral hall after Zhang Cuishan Two people, he sent two disciples away with his own hands. When he accepted them as disciples, he would never have imagined that there would be a day when he was over a hundred years old, and he should be open to matters of life and death, but when he thought of Mo Shenggu being so When he was young, Zhang Sanfeng couldn't stop his heartache. Cuishan back then, and Shenggu now, they all walked ahead of him one by one. Let him, as a master, regret his whole life.

A mouthful of blood spewed out, and what could not be spit out was the lingering pain in the heart of a master. It was his master's fault that all the apprentices did not die well.

Yin Liting and the others were taken aback, Zhang Sanfeng stopped them from going forward, at that moment they clearly saw the bleeding heart of the master.

The son is not worthy of his father, because of Qingshu's fault, Song Yuanqiao really has no face to take charge of Wudang, and handed over the power in his hand to Yu Lianzhou. After a hundred years of master, the second younger brother will be the next successor of Wudang, and he specializes in Tai Chi Kung Fu, and has never been Asking about world affairs, Zhang Sanfeng did not raise any objections to this.

Looking at the back of the elder brother Xiao Se, the other four felt bad. Back then, the Seven Heroes of Wudang went in and out together. It was such a happy and enmity day, but now, the scenery is still the same, and the personnel and affairs are completely different.

Regardless of whether it is cloudy or sunny, time never stops, the begonias in the courtyard are in full bloom, just like the relationship between Yang Buhui and Yin Liting, which is accumulating bit by bit.

Now that his hands and feet are good, and he has fulfilled the promise he once made, he took her to every corner of Wudang, waiting for the sunrise at Xuanyue Gate, grinding needles to watch the sunset, and putting paper kites on Prince's Slope. Will look at him with a smile, call him sixth uncle coquettishly, cook for him, practice sword with him, and he also wants to share all the joys and sorrows in life with her, tell her the origin with Jinbianji's family, even Tell her how her heart beat when she saw Xiaofu for the first time.

"Then if you do it all over again, will you still fall in love with my mother?" Yang Buhui tilted his head and looked at him with a smile.

"Yes." Yin Liting didn't want to lie to her, the love he had for Xiaofu was true, even if it looks like it doesn't count as love now, but if he does it all over again, when he saw Xiaofu for the first time, he would still be shocked Heartbroken, he knew in his heart that the reason why Xiaofu didn't live with Yang Xiao was because she couldn't bear to hurt him. If he could start over again, he would persuade Xiaofu to be nicer to him.

"Hmph." Hearing his answer, Yang Buhui snorted softly, and turned his head away from him.

"Angry?" Yin Liting approached her.

"I'm angry, very angry." Yang Buhui didn't look at him.

"But it's the truth." Although he was middle-aged and had a marriage contract, Yin Liting had no experience with girls at all.

"You know I'll be angry and you still say that?" Seeing that he couldn't say a word for a long time, she turned her head without regret, and reached out to rub his face. The hard stubble made her hands hurt.

"But……"

"But what?" Yang Buhui raised his eyebrows and asked.

"But I found out that you lied to me." Covering her hand that was ravaging his face, Yin Liting had a faint smile that Yang Buhui couldn't see hidden deep in the corner of Yin Liting's eyes.

"Even if I lied to you, you still believe me." Yang Buhui smiled cunningly.

"So I'm still stupid?" Yin Liting laughed.

"Otherwise, what do you think?" Buhui laughed out loud, it sounded like the sound of nature, Yin Liting was also infected by such a voice, looking at the girl in front of her, she seemed to be free from the taint of the mortal world.

"I don't regret it, where is the place you want to go the most?" Yin Liting knew that his little girl actually liked to walk around, so he took her to visit Wudang, and she was so happy every day. One day, when he takes her out of Wudang, she will definitely be happier.

"Why, Uncle Six, do you want to take me to wander around the world?" Buhui tilted his head and looked at him with a smile, his eyes seemed to be full of stars, with an indescribable depth and indescribable loneliness.

"Yes, I will take you to roam the world, and I will accompany you wherever you want." Yin Liting said softly, it's not that he couldn't see what the girl didn't say, maybe she had never thought of wandering in the rivers and lakes herself. Yang Xiao's daughter, the father has the great cause of Mingjiao in his heart, so naturally he can't take care of her little daughter's family's thoughts, but after he has him, he doesn't think about his family, the country, the world, or the revitalization of Wudang. He has plenty of time to spend with him The little girl is messing around, and the fun in his life is limited to this.

"What you said, don't go back on it." Yang Buhui hugged his neck, his voice full of yearning.

"I'll never go back on what I said." Yin Liting chuckled. After his injury this time and the death of his seventh brother, he realized that life is impermanent. There is nothing more important than happiness in a lifetime, so he held her hand At that moment, the most important responsibility and mission of his life was to make her happy and always smile sweetly.

"Let's go to Jiangnan. Let's go to Jiangnan first, okay?" Jiangnan Misty Rain has a great reputation. Many literati and writers have used Jiangnan as the background to portray wonderful paintings. She once heard people say that the water in Jiangnan is gentle. , would love to see.

"Misty rain in the south of the Yangtze River, cold snow in the northern part of the country, grassland chasing the sun, listening to the wind in spring, admiring the lotus in summer, touching the rain in autumn, playing with snow in winter, girl, will you stay with me all the time?" Yin Liting looked at the little girl in front of her seriously, her eyes It was bright, and even the dark night couldn't hide the sparkle in her eyes.

"Okay, promise me, don't let me down." Buhui seemed to have seen such a beautiful and gentle time, with wind, moon, home, and him.