Sword Intent Lingqiu

"Senior Brother Yun, I have been away for so many years, I never thought I would hear the news that it was Wan Jian's return to the sect. I haven't congratulated Senior Brother for winning the championship, but I guess Senior Brother doesn't care about these things. I will be passing through the imperial capital in the near future, can I have a drink?— —Junior Brother Nanming”

The man in white stood leaning against the window, with his thin lips tightly pursed. The morning light shone on his tough face, which looked rigid and serious.And when he untied the note from the flying eagle's leg and unfolded it in front of the unfinished candlelight, the corners of his mouth turned up slightly imperceptibly.

"Brother Tian, ​​why are you so happy? Your iceberg's face has melted!" The smiling girl ran over bouncingly, seeing this rare gentle expression, she couldn't help stretching her head over, wanting to look at the paper. what is written on it.

The man slipped the note into his sleeve, "Nan Ming is coming to the imperial capital soon." He turned to face the girl, only to see that exquisite palace lantern was carried on his shoulder like a pole, and the bell pendant was not properly hung up. , but were pinned in the belt abruptly, and they collided with each other to make a dull sound. "You...hey—" couldn't help stretching out his hand to pull her, and the brows that had just opened were frowned again.

"Hey, don't move! I think this is very good!" Yun Wutian dodged, and easily avoided the "claw" that the other party stretched out to help tidy up the clothes. "Anyway, since Huashan came back, these old guys in the imperial capital have been pestering you one by one to persuade you It’s endless, it’s still refreshing! It’s just right to listen to the little monk Nan’s chanting to get rid of bad luck—who is it!” The girl pricked up her ears, put the lamp down from her shoulder with her right hand and lifted it into her hand, and put her left hand on the bell around her waist subconsciously, guarding against it. stand up.

"It's okay." Yun Ditian pressed the girl's hand, "Isn't the kid coming out yet!"

The leaves trembled unnaturally in the breeze, followed by a burst of hearty laughter. "Senior brother is still amazing, Xiao Wu, your ears still need to be honed!" The young man carrying the meditation staff and carrying the wine jar jumped down from the three-foot-high courtyard wall, paused in the air, and borrowed the strength of a fallen leaf. Landed silently.

"It's not that Xiao Wu's hearing is insufficient, it's that your lightness kungfu has improved again. This Weidujiang has already cultivated to the eighth level, and I'm afraid I won't be able to hear it in a while. In the past few years, you have practiced martial arts outside. Didn't let up either."

"Where is it, you can't compare to senior brother, Wan Jian returned to the clan, and became famous in one battle. Speaking of which, those old guys in the imperial capital didn't stop you?"

"Why don't you stop? Brother Tian's ears are almost calloused. Why should we put the big things first and not argue with each other? Even closing the door can't stop them from chattering. There are a lot of papers." Yun Wu Tian finally couldn't hold back the hasty interjection at this moment, and complained angrily, pouted at the pile of ashes on the desk.

"Hahaha, after all, senior brother is not as far away from the rivers and lakes as we are. He is high in the temple. He is no longer the unrestrained and unrestrained Wudang disciple of the past. Come, come, don't stand and chat, drink!" Said General Nanming The wine jar in his hand was placed on the table with a "bump", "Speaking of which, the wine glasses here are too thin, so I had to go to the kitchen and steal a bowl to have a good drink."

"Okay, okay, I'm coming too...wait...this taste!" The girl only took a sip before her eyes widened, "Xiao Nan, you went to the wine cellar to steal wine again! I took a lot of effort to hide it on purpose, wait Just two jars of the pear flower brew that I will drink with Brother Tian next year! You bastard—"

"—Sister Elder Sister—Elder Sister—Where are you——It's time for class——"

"Oh, I'm late, and I should be scolded by the master again... This girl will take a step first, and I will deal with you when I come back!" Before the words fell, Yun Wutian gave Nan Ming a hard look, and walked away with fluttering clothes, lingering fragrance wave.

Yun Ditian looked at the leaving figure for a long time, and finally shook his head, "I'm still so confused, I'm the elder sister..." Turning to the young man, "We haven't seen each other for a long time, right?"

"That's right, we two haven't had a drink together since Senior Brother came to the capital." Nan Ming looked away from the face of the person in front of him and lowered his head to pour the wine. "You have no idea how surprised I was when I heard the news."

Yun Ditian moved his wine glass in front of him, "I thought I would never have the chance to use this identity in this life—I really didn't expect something to happen to my elder brother... He is more suitable for the imperial capital than I am. So, this is probably fate."

"Yes, fate..." The boy took a big gulp of wine and narrowed his eyes. "Now everyone only knows that senior brother, you are the head of the imperial capital, and how many people will mention your ten years on Wudang Mountain—so why did you think of going to Huashan this year?"

Yun Ditian didn't drink, but reached out to hold the cup on the table in his hand, looking at the slightly swaying liquor, "After Qingming, Ju Tang deliberately came to the imperial capital without telling the head, saying that after Brother Cai and I left one after another, Wudang Huashan Discussion on the sword has been silent for too long." As soon as he finished speaking, the sword box behind the man buzzed.

"Haha, the sound of autumn water caskets—the senior brother can't help being excited again!" Nanming clapped his hands, raised his head and drank another big bowl, "Even if Mount Hua is thousands of miles away, I can't stop you. Once I heard that this year Wanjian The leader of Guizong is a Wudang disciple who used the Nine-Folded Slashing Promise, so I guessed it was you." The young man slapped the wine bowl on the table heavily, "Happy! It's just that it's hard to be a senior brother in the imperial capital these three years—hey, Why don't you drink?"

The man smiled and put down his wine glass. "Don't drink, don't dare to drink. Last time I drank and ran directly to Mount Hua, and I haven't been clean until now."

"Pfft—so that's the case, brother's wine is still so... Hahaha!"

There seemed to be a trace of indiscernible shame on the face of the awe-inspiring man, coughed twice, and looked at the boy in front of him seriously, staring so hard that the boy couldn't eat and choked.

"It's really not my illusion, Xiaonan, you... seem to be getting smaller again?"

The young man who was still out of breath from laughing just now froze, shrugged his shoulders and smiled bitterly, "Senior brother, you are really good at destroying the atmosphere." The young man put down his wine bowl and stood up, staggering close to Emperor Yun's celestial body forward.

Yun Ditian supported Nanming's shoulder with one hand, and gestured on the top of the boy's head, "Yeah, it's only up to the chest height, at least it was up to the shoulder last time."

"Senior brother's wine is really fragrant... Come on, let's have another jug!" The boy squinted his eyes and made a gesture to reach the wine jug. He shook it twice and was about to fall, but Yun Ditian grabbed him and pushed him onto the chair.

"Don't pretend to be drunk to interrupt, what's going on?" The man pressed the boy's shoulder, staring at the boy's expression, his face became more serious. "Ten years ago, you said that you had found clues to this strange disease, and that's why you left Wudang and joined Shaolin. Three years ago, you wrote that you found something related to your life experience. Now?"

"Now? What else? I don't know anything except this broken stone with the word 'Nanming' engraved on it." The young man tore off the pendant from his waist, and slammed it hard on the jade table, but Yun Ditian slammed it on the jade table. Qi Yujin caught it with his strength.

"Don't be angry!" Yun Ditian glared at Nanming, and stuffed the stone into the young man's arms, "When the master picked you up in the back mountain, he was naked and lost all his memory. Stone, and the word Shaolin in the remnant book, this is the only clue about your life experience, keep it safe!"

Nanming didn't answer, just kept silent, slumped in the chair, staring at the wine jar in a daze.

Yun Ditian opened his mouth to speak, thought for a while and held back, opened his mouth again, held back again, hesitated for a while, then walked closer, rubbed the boy's head, and persuaded him softly, "It's okay, Don’t rush for a while, anyway, the disease attack is very slow, and there is still time. ——Looking at the appearance of this stone, it is very likely that it is a pair. Didn’t we guess that the other half was in Shaolin Temple back then? If you can’t find anything, you can ask again Ask if there is anyone in the know, I can also send people from the imperial capital to help you, there is always a way, right?"

But the young man just shook his head, "It's useless. The onset of this disease is getting faster and faster. In the past ten years or so, it was only one or two years old, but in the past three years, it has become smaller. Even the senior brother can see it all at once. ."

As he said that, he poured the half jar of wine on his back and poured it on his back, but he drank half and poured half, and the person was not drunk and his clothes were wet. "Look, you have to be happy to be happy in life. Don't let the golden cup be empty to the moon. But I'm afraid I will return to a child in a short time, and I can't lift this wine jar again. The cause and effect of the previous life, the indistinct world of mortals, fucked me again What's the matter?—drink! Drink!"

These desolate words were uttered through the unique youthful voice of young people, which sounded unspeakably weird, but Yun Ditian was completely indifferent to thinking about such things at the moment, standing still for a while, secretly blaming himself for not bringing this up topic, but at the moment there is really nothing to say, and I feel as if this atmosphere should not be broken, so I have to leave sadly.

The young man seemed to be immersed in a fantasy dream of his own. He drank heavily and shouted happily, but the expression on his face was indescribably lonely.Alcohol is not intoxicating, and everyone is intoxicated. When Nanming finally lay down on the ground alone, it was already noon.The dazzling sunlight shone mottled through the shade of the tree on the young man's face, hands, and the raised stone, reflecting two vague words——

——"Stay away from the fire".