[Comprehensive Martial Arts] Rumors about a sad relationship

The sound of dogs barking and chickens crowing came from outside from time to time. It was already late at night, and most people in the city had already fallen asleep.

Song Que sat beside the girl's bed, tears dripping down from time to time.Song Que took out a handkerchief from his arms and wiped it lightly. Tears flowed down and soon wet the small handkerchief.

"Song...Que...Ning Que...Don't...Yinqing...Que..."

Song Que was silent, and simply wiped away her tears with his sleeve.

"Baiyun Weiye... Bihai Xiasheng... Taisu Haohao... Fate is the way, and the spirit is the camp... The shape of life, the way is life... The way is the way... The east is Jiayi wood, the north... ...Rengui water...Ya shouldn't have..."

"Sword Qi Changjiang...Sword God Wuwu...Dispelling form and changing, flowing scenery is clear...Staying in nothingness...Destroying the roots of corpses, the Tao naturally descends...Immortals naturally become, and the restraint soars..."

"Complete and self-sufficient... the Buddha's trace suddenly appears... Feixuanbuxu... the three sceneries are all clear...not on this shore...not on the other shore...not in the middle flow...the body of the Tao and the mind of the Tao...the cauldron destroys the seeds and grows...the heaven and the earth can grow Those who live for a long time...so they can live forever...where birth and death cease, where death and death arise..."

Song Que's face changed slightly, as the ravings continued to spread into his ears.His face became more and more solemn, and his gaze at the girl became indistinguishable.Although he didn't know where many of the words spoken by the girl came from, he was very clear about a few of them.Because that belonged to the "Cihang Sword Code" that he saw in Cihang Jingzhai not long ago.

What exactly is going on?

The sky was bright, and a new day came again. The noise replaced the silence and enveloped the small town.The skylight penetrated into the room through that gap, but the girl still didn't wake up.Song Que had been sitting beside her, and the girl had said so many mysterious and ingenious words that night.Hearing this, Song Que became more and more frightened, and for a moment he didn't have the time to think deeply about the words that the girl uttered in her dream.

The waiter in the inn came up and knocked on the door, and brought the toilet things.Seeing Song Que walking out of the girl's room, Xiao Er stayed on the spot.Song Que ignored his gaze, and asked lightly, "Is there a tailor shop here?"

"No, no, if my uncle wants to buy clothes, he must go to Yangjuan Town next door. The scale of that place is much larger than ours. There are silk and satin clothing shops, clothing shops, and pawn shops in the city."

It was not until dusk that the girl woke up from her sleep.She seemed to have forgotten everything in the dream, and she still had her usual carefree appearance.Song Que observed quietly for a while, and found that she really did not remember what happened in the dream, so he was secretly relieved.

The two stayed here for another night, and Song Que went to Yangjuan Town next door in the early morning of the next day.

As soon as he entered the city, Song Que took the girl to the largest silk shop in the city.Just like what the shop waiter said, there are indeed a lot of ready-made clothes for sale in this silk and satin shop.It's a pity that the colors, patterns and styles of those clothes are very gaudy, Song Que naturally despises those clothes.

Ever since Song Que knew the girl, she seemed to only wear white clothes without any decorative patterns.Song Yuzhi's maids had always taken care of the girl's daily life before, and I don't know why they prepared them for her, and they always had white dresses without any pattern.But she is really suitable for such clothes, so that now Song Que looks at the dazzling array of various colors, and all of them feel too gaudy.

Under Song Que's unemotional gaze, the owner of the silk and satin shop naturally didn't dare to stare at the girl, but stood aside tremblingly.Seeing that Song Que looked around the store for a long time and was not satisfied, the owner of the store who has been in business for many years boldly stepped forward and said tremblingly: "If the uncle is not satisfied with the clothes that have been made, we can provide customization, as long as you wait. It can be finished in two hours, I don't know what the master wants?"

Song Que nodded expressionlessly, threw an ingot of gold on the table, and said indifferently: "You make ten sets according to the clothes on her body, and send them to Xincheng Inn at a quarter of noon."

Before the shop owner could reply, the girl opened her eyes slightly: "Why do you do so much?"

"spare."

"But I only have one person, no matter how spare I am, it's impossible to wear so many sets at the same time, just one more set."

"Prepare ten more handkerchiefs." Song Que turned his head and told the shop owner, and left the silk shop with the girl in his arms.

"Master, I haven't measured the size yet..." the shop owner shouted after chasing him out of the shop.

"You can figure it out." Song Que didn't turn his head.

Seeing Song Que's behavior, the girl couldn't help laughing: "You look like someone who just made a fortune."

"Really?" Song Que asked calmly.

"Of course, how can anyone buy ten sets of the same clothes? The boss looked at you just now, as if he was looking at a nouveau riche."

"What does it matter to me what he thinks?"

Hearing such an answer, the girl froze for a moment, and remained silent for a long time.After a long time, she asked in a low voice: "Does it mean that no matter what others say, it won't affect you?"

Song Que nodded his head. As far as he was concerned, as long as it was something he believed in, even if others talked about it, he would not be able to shake him in the slightest.

"That's great." The girl said softly.

South Sichuan, North Horse, South Rice North, the difference between the North and the South is reflected in every bit of life, and the food culture in the North is also very different from that in the South.Song Que has lived in the south for a long time, so he naturally likes to get used to the food in the south. He doesn't have much interest in the pasta in the north.But he has already reached the realm of bigu, and he can eat or not eat as he likes.Girls basically eat fresh fruits and rarely eat other things.Although the north does not have the wide variety of luscious fruits in the south, there are also many fresh fruits that only grow in the north, so the diet is not bad.

At noon, the clothes were delivered, and the store owner thoughtfully starched and washed the clothes, dried them before sending them over.In such a small place, naturally there would not be any tailors known for their skills, nor would there be any very expensive fabrics.It's just that the owner of the silk and satin shop is very sincere and hardworking in his business, and the things he makes are not bad.

The girl was a little worried looking at the huge pile of clothes, there was no way to store so many clothes in the bag.While worrying, Song Que had asked the waiter in the shop to find two women to help her wash up.

Amid the unceasing admiration of the women, the girl washed away the almost non-existent dust. After the women left, Song Que walked in. When he walked in, the girl's long hair like ebony kept falling down. Dripping water, the girl was wiping the moisture from her hair with a clean white cloth.

Hearing Song Que's footsteps, the girl stopped and looked back at him, her eyebrows were like distant mountains and fresh water, her skin was like fresh snow, her eyes were shining brightly, and the rouge left on her cheeks showed infinite cowardice. The people looked at each other, and there was no sound in the room for a while.

Song Que couldn't bear it and walked over, took the white cloth from the girl's hand, real energy flowed in the tips of her hair, and after a while, the moisture in her hair evaporated, and a faint mist rose in the room.

"Song Que."

"What's the matter?"

"It is said that the Hanging Temple in Mount Heng is a rare spectacle in the world, shall we go there first?"

"it is good."

After lunch, Song Que left the inn with the girl in his arms.The sun in the north is exceptionally bright, but under this bright sunshine, some not-so-bright things happened.

At a street not far from the inn, many people were gathered there. Miserable cries came from the crowd, and women cursed from time to time.

"You who killed a thousand knives! It's all your fault that you are going to join the young master of the Dao Club. Now that you are well, you have forced your daughter to death. Let's see who will give you the old man who killed a thousand knives."

"You blame me, you know you blame me, you blame me for everything! Do I want my daughter to become like this? But you also know that Hong Er is not a promising person. How can our daughter marry him and live a good life?" day?"

"Huh! Good life, you can't even live a good life now, it's all because of your good deeds, my poor daughter, I will fight with you!"

"Hey, such a good girl just killed her head-on. What a cruel father. He wants to sell his daughter to the boss of the Dao Society to be a concubine."

"That girl is really fierce. She slammed into the wall without saying a word. It's a pity that she lost her life."

"I heard that Hong Er has gone to Da Dao Society to find the idiot young master. He said that no matter whether he is a slave or a horse, he must beg that young master not to marry this girl. If he comes back and finds out the news, I don't know how sad it will be." .”

"The order of the parents and the words of the matchmaker have been like this since ancient times. The two of them will naturally end up in a private life."

"Are you just letting her bastard father marry her to that idiot young master? What kind of end is this?"

"I heard that the girl was so miserable that she was covered in blood. It's really pitiful that such a beautiful girl died so badly."

"You don't know, I saw that idiot young master whoring a girl in the Spring Breeze Pavilion last night. He has been in the Spring Breeze for a while. I can only pity the lovers."

"Oh, don't talk about it, the world is like this, so what can we do? We can only hope that this pair of hard-fated mandarin ducks can find a good family with a good family in their next life and continue their relationship, and don't meet this cruel father again."

"It's best not to be reborn in this troubled world. Even in a peaceful and prosperous world, being a commoner with nothing is much better than us."

"Hey, I heard that Liang Shidu's army is coming again. I don't know when it will be big these days."

"I'm afraid I'll only have a head when I die."

"I just hope that what those people in the temple say are all lies, and there is no afterlife. I am enough of a human being."

The sun is still as bright as before, and it is as impartial as the moonlight. It shines on everything, illuminates life, and also illuminates death.

"...I'm really a crow's mouth."

The author has something to say:

Baiyun Weiye and other large passages of bastard chant scriptures were pieced together by me. There are descriptions in various strange books written by Master Huang, some are extracted from various Taoist classics, and some are compiled by myself. I will not explain them one by one. up.

The deadline for nomination of candidates is the end of the first part, and I will tell you who I have chosen at that time, little angels, come on and provide candidates!