Looking to the Thirteen Rivers

Man Jiangxue was taken aback by her question, then shook his head and smiled: "What stupid things, you have a mother, maybe the senior sister is still alive."

Yin Qiu couldn't help feeling disappointed and said, "But she doesn't even come to see me."

Man Jiangxue patted her on the head: "Maybe there is something unspeakable, you have grown up, you can go to her."

Yin Qiu shook his head: "I don't want to look for her."

Man Jiangxue didn't understand why she said that: "Why don't you want to?"

"It's enough for me to have you." Yin Qiu said seriously.

Man Jiangxue smiled: "When one is alive, there is always something to look forward to. You have to believe that she will come back to you."

It's not that Yin Qiu has never fantasized about it, but up to now, she no longer has those false assumptions.

An intangible thought is far less attached to her than the warmth she can feel next to her.

"Sleepy?" Man Jiangxue touched Yin Qiu's face.

"Hmm..." Yin Qiu responded in a low voice, and slid into Man Jiangxue's arms again and again, almost on top of her.

She was like a puppy who was not yet full-term, humming indistinctly twice in her throat, wrapping her hands and feet around Man Jiangxue, and fell asleep drowsily.

·

When he woke up the next day, the wind and snow did not stop, and Yin Qiu slept peacefully next to the snowy river all night, without feeling cold.

The pile of firewood has been burnt out, and there is no warmth, and the remaining smoke is lingering in the room, and Man Jiangxue is nowhere to be seen.

Yin Qiu searched for a while in a daze, but saw that Man Jiangxue was not in the temple, panicked, put on his coat and got up from the pile of straw.

There were several loud "swish" sounds in the courtyard.

Yin Qiu's steps were sloppy, and she got up too fast, causing stares in her eyes. She supported the wall to calm down for a while, and leaned on the door to cast her gaze outside. When she saw the flying white shadow, her eyes brightened.

In the turbulent wind and snow, Man Jiangxue holds a long sword in her hand, and her figure is graceful, sometimes flying in the air, sometimes pulling out the sword flower, her movements are graceful, her expression is calm, and she is really seductive.

She is practicing sword.

It was deep winter, the snowflakes had not yet settled down in January, and it was the cold time in the world, but Man Jiangxue was not afraid at all. Not only did he not have an outer robe to avoid the cold, but the dress on his body was also thin, standing like this in the cold wind, People sigh secretly that she is as light as a swallow, and her body is light, like a smart and thin white goose, which is extremely pleasing to the eye.

She practiced seriously, and Yin Qiu also watched seriously.

In the snow cage temple, the sky is full of fine snow, and after a sword dance, the river of snow falls from mid-air and stands firmly in the courtyard.

She turned her head to look at Yin Qiu under the eaves, the corners of her lips curved slightly: "Are you awake?"

This shallow smile is like a hundred flowers blooming, and like a spring breeze blowing on her face, Yin Qiu seemed to see the gentle and warm light on her face, and laughed along with the infection, nodded and said: "Your sword dance is so beautiful. "

Man Jiangxue put away the long sword, buckled her wrist inward, and saw the blade retracted suddenly, and immediately turned into a small and exquisite dagger.

"Can this dagger change its length?" Yin Qiu was amazed.

"It's called Ningshuang, and it was a gift from my master." Man Jiangxue went to the corridor and stood opposite Yin Qiu.

There was a lot of snow foam on her shoulders and the tip of her hair, Yin Qiu raised her head to look at it, then tiptoed, reached out to pat her, and said, "Then you must be very good at kung fu, right?"

Man Jiangxue bent his knees and squatted down, and nodded slightly at her: "Whether the skill is good or not, what you say doesn't count, but what others say."

Yin Qiu flattened his heels, and naturally brushed the snow foam from Man Jiangxue's hair with the palm of his hand. After thinking for a while, he said, "The woman said yesterday that she couldn't beat you before, which shows that your kung fu is really good."

Man Jiangxue stood up again, led her in, and said with a smile: "It can be understood in this way."

Yin Qiu took two steps, stopped at the door, looked at her back, and asked again: "Then can you make an exception and be my master?"

Before Man Jiangxue could reply, Yin Qiu said again: "Don't worry, I'm very sensible, I may be a little stupid, but I will learn slowly, so I won't cause you any trouble."

Man Jiangxue covered the pile of ashes with straw, cleaned up the traces of staying overnight, and said: "I don't accept disciples."

Yin Qiu didn't expect her to really agree, but he still couldn't figure it out: "Why?"

Man Jiangxue hung the dagger back on her waist, turned around and said, "I'm not good enough to be a teacher, you will have a very good master."

Yin Qiu had no choice but to give up: "Then when shall we leave?"

"Now." Man Jiangxue said.

After washing his face and rinsing his mouth with the well water in the yard, and eating some dry food to satisfy his hunger, Man Jiangxue fed Yin Qiu a few pills, and the two got on the horse and started walking again.

·

In the early morning, the small town has already woken up, all the avenues are full of pedestrians passing by with umbrellas, only the inside of the inn is still a little deserted, except for the servants and the guys who are busy working from dawn to dusk, the guests have not yet woken up.

Ji Wanshu set up a long bench and sat by the railing, holding a steamed bun in his hand, while eating, he watched the boys downstairs setting up tables and chairs.

After waiting for a while, the door beside him opened, and an old man with gray hair walked out of it.

"How's it going?" Ji Wanshu asked.

The doctor sighed: "Worry and tired, long-term illness and physical weakness, loss of righteousness, ten-year-old children, stagnation in the heart, heart disease is worse than physical disease."

Ji Wanshu glanced inside through the crack of the door and frowned: "Don't talk nonsense, just say whether it can be cured or not."

"It can be cured," said the doctor. "I'll prescribe a prescription. After two doses of medicine, it will be effective. You won't be coughing up blood anymore. Are you his sister? You have to ask him clearly. What exactly is hurting the head, and then prescribe the right medicine, this knot is not clear, sooner or later there will be a big problem."

Ji Wanshu received the prescription, paid the consultation fee, and returned to the room after sending the doctor away.

Several pots of charcoal fire were burned in the room, but the boy was still shivering from the cold, his face was pale and his hair was disheveled, curled up on the bed and sobbed softly.

Ji Wanshu had a headache, so he ignored him, and called a boy to help him grab the medicine. After sitting in the room for a while, he finally couldn't help but say, "Don't cry!"

The boy was terrified by the yelling, and he didn't dare to whimper any more, he clenched his lower lip, but the tears flowed more and more fiercely.

Ji Wanshu could only swear but not comfort others. He took him all the way to hide and hide, avoiding pursuit and killing. He was very annoyed, so he asked, "Are there any relatives in the family?"

The boy said nothing, just shook his head.

"Not one?" Ji Wanshu said.

The boy shook his head again.

"Speak!" Ji Wan raised her voice.

The boy glanced at her, his eyes were red: "I only have parents..."

Ji Wanshu thought about it, and then asked, "Do you like reading or practicing martial arts?"

The boy looked at her suspiciously.

Ji Wanshu poured a cup of tea and took two sips: "If you want to practice martial arts, you can come with me, there is a place that can take you in."

The boy hugged his knees and coughed non-stop: "Where?"

"Yunhua Palace."

"Yunhua Palace...?" The boy was startled for a moment, and his eyes lit up involuntarily, "Is it the number one sect famous for its swordsmanship?"

Ji Wanshu nodded, got up and walked to the side of the couch, stretched out her hand to pull the boy over, and groped him.

The boy's face changed, he was busy protecting his chest, with a vigilant expression: "...what are you doing?"

Seeing his reaction, Ji Wanshu was a little speechless: "I won't eat you again," she touched the boy's limbs, and said after checking, "The bones are not bad, it's a material for martial arts."

"What's your name?" Ji Wanshu sat back at the table again.

"Meng Jing." The boy said.

"No one will hunt us down anymore," Ji Wanshu said, "Stay in the inn for two days, and go on the road when you recover from illness."

Meng Jing hesitated.

He heard the word "Yunhua Palace" just now, and his eyes clearly showed longing. Ji Wanshu originally thought that he would agree immediately, so he frowned and said, "You don't want to?"

"You killed my parents..." Meng Jing said hoarsely, "I won't go, and I don't want you to worry about it."

Ji Wanshu sneered: "Boy, you'd better make it clear to me that your parents have black conscience and want to take money to kill people and reap the consequences. If I hadn't meddled in my business, your life would have been dead long ago. "

Meng Jing started to cry again, and coughed violently: "They are just treating me to make money! If you hadn't appeared suddenly, my parents wouldn't have died!"

"Since you received the 50 taels of silver, your parents have already died," Ji Wanshu said in a cold tone, "Don't be too affectionate, no one wants to care about you, if you want revenge, you should go to the Ziwei sect, you are not qualified to follow If I lose my temper here, if I have the ability, I will kill everyone in the Ziwei Sect and avenge your parents!"

Meng Jing clenched her fists tightly and was speechless by her rebuttal.

Ji Wanshu snorted coldly, and without looking at him, he picked up his sword and left.

·

"Get off the horse." Man Jiangxue stretched out his hands to Yin Qiu.

Yin Qiu was dizzy, his eyes were blurred, he leaned over and hugged Man Jiangxue's neck, and was carried off the horse by her.

Sleeping in the open air for several days, exhausted physically and mentally, finally arrived at a state city today, Man Jiangxue hugged Yin Qiu with one hand, and led the horse with the other hand, and slowly entered the city gate.

"Where is this?" Yin Qiuqiang looked around vigorously.

"Qingluo City." Man Jiangxue said.

Having not been to a lively place for a long time, Yin Qiu was somewhat joyful, staring at the pedestrians and stalls all over the street, walking through a long street, passing several inns and restaurants, but Man Jiangxue stopped, wandering around the city After a while, the two came to a quiet alley, walked inside, and there was a simple gate in front of them. The house was covered with thick snow, and the four characters "Yunhua Station" were inscribed on the door plaque.

Yin Qiu didn't know how to read yet, so he stared at the door plaque and looked again and again. Before he could ask a question, the two doors had been pushed open, and a young girl who was not too old came out of it. The plain student uniform, with a high ponytail, looked a bit like a young man in the blink of an eye. She was startled when she saw Man Jiangxue, and then she showed a deep smile.

"Uncle! Why are you here?"

She just said this sentence, and soon, she saw many teenagers and girls in similar costumes running behind her, all of whom looked happy.

"Oh, what a master!"

"Uncle Master hasn't been to Qingluo City for a long time!"

"Come in quickly! Disciples miss Master Uncle!"

……

Amidst the laughter, Man Jiangxue carried Yin Qiu through the crowd and walked into the courtyard, smiling: "Passing by, I have to go back to the palace after staying overnight."

A disciple said: "Are you in such a hurry? Uncle Master finally came here, so stay for a few more days!"

"That's right! The wind and snow have been so heavy these few days, uncle at least wait for the snow to stop before leaving."

"Don't worry, the disciples will serve you well!"

Man Jiangxue handed over the rein in his hand, and said: "I have something important to do, I can't stay here for long, go, feed this horse something to eat."

The disciple responded, happily led the horse and walked towards the stable, and saw the girl who opened the door earlier exclaimed: "Oh, what kind of little sister is this, she is so beautiful!"

After she reminded her, the disciples cast their eyes on Yin Qiu one after another, and rushed over to tease her happily.

"How old is little sister?"

"Looking at his young age, his complexion is not good. Could it be that he is sick?"

"Uncle, didn't you pick up a doll somewhere to raise?"

Yin Qiu was a little embarrassed by their teasing, and leaned on Man Jiangxue's shoulder.

Man Jiangxue patted her to comfort her, and said, "This is your Uncle Shen's daughter, and she will be your little junior sister in the future, don't scare her."

The disciples all paused and looked at each other.

"It turned out to be Martial Uncle Shen's daughter... no wonder she looks familiar," the girl who opened the door suddenly looked at Man Jiangxue, "So the Uncle Shen went to pick her up specially? After all these years, it can be considered that she has been found. "

Man Jiangxue gave a "hmm", led everyone into the hall, and asked, "Is there a letter from Wanshu?"

The girl nodded and said: "Yes, I just arrived this morning." She smiled at Yin Qiu, "Let the younger sister be taken care of by the disciples, and the uncle is going to read the letter?"

"Alright." Man Jiangxue said, reaching out to send Yin Qiu over.

The girl hugged Yin Qiu, and Man Jiangxue immediately raised her legs and walked towards the stairs, and suddenly fell into the arms of a stranger. Yin Qiu panicked and wanted to keep Man Jiangxue, but when she spoke, she didn't know what to call her. Impatient, she blurted out and called her name: "Man, Man Jiangxue...!"

Hearing her call her name directly, the disciples were stunned, but Man Jiangxue turned around as usual and said, "Don't be afraid, I will come to you later."

Yin Qiu looked at her, hesitant to speak.

The girl laughed loudly, and jokingly said: "Young junior sister doesn't know your seniority, right? Don't call me by my uncle's name directly. When you enter the palace, you will definitely be worshiped under the head of the palace, and you should be called me like us." Uncle Sheng."

Yin Qiu murmured: "Oh..."

Man Jiangxue signaled everyone to retreat, and said to Yin Qiu: "Don't be cautious, this is the post station of Yunhua Palace in Qingluo City, and this is your Senior Sister Lu, first eat something to fill your stomach, I will finish the letter very soon." Come back quickly."

After she said that, she went up to the second floor, Yin Qiu was very reluctant to give up, she froze and didn't know what to do.

·

Lu Huaiwei is the eldest disciple of the elders of Wuhui Peak in Yunhua Palace. Recently, she brought a new generation down the mountain in Qingluo City. She is very kind. Isn’t Qiu right? Don’t be afraid, we are all your mother’s fellow disciples, and I learned swordsmanship from your mother for a while when I was young.”

When mentioning mother, Yin Qiu was not so restrained, and nodded obediently.

Ordering his disciples to bring some hot soup and hot dishes, Lu Huaiwei put Yin Qiu in front of the table and said, "You must have walked a lot of mountain roads with your uncle, eat something warm to warm up, and ask your uncle to take you there later." Take a hot bath in Tangchi, get a good night's sleep, and when you wake up, Senior Sister will play with you."

In an unfamiliar environment, Yin Qiu was inevitably a little restless and insecure, but seeing this Senior Sister Lu's kind words and gentle expression, she felt a little relieved.

However, during this period of time, she has been almost inseparable from Man Jiangxue, hanging on her body all day without touching the ground. Now that Man Jiangxue is not here, Yin Qiu can't even eat much. During the dinner, she was always absent-minded. Lu Huaiwei tried every means to tease her Happy, she just responded politely, didn't say a few words, and couldn't help but want to see if Man Jiangxue came back.

Fortunately, Man Jiangxue came downstairs without delay. As soon as she saw the corner of her snow-white skirt appearing at the corner of the corridor, Yin Qiu dropped the chopsticks and rushed towards her.

Seeing this scene, Lu Huaiwei couldn't help laughing: "Master Uncle, Junior Sister is very attached to you."

Seeing the little figure running towards her in a hurry, Man Jiangxue also felt it was funny, stepped down the stairs quickly, hugged Yin Qiu, and said: "I can't eat well, the food is cold."

Yin Qiu looked up at her, eyes full of attachment: "I'll wait for you to eat together."

Man Jiangxue touched her head, and the two sat down together. Yin Qiufu picked up the chopsticks to pick up vegetables for Man Jiangxue, and said seriously: "I've tried them all, this one is the best, and this one, that one too. good……"

"Okay, okay," Man Jiangxue said with a smile, "It's almost too much to pile up."

Yin Qiu swept away the sluggishness just now, and his appetite whetted, and he said while planing rice: "It's okay, eat slowly!"

"Uncle Master has read the letter? What did Senior Sister Ji say?" Lu Huaiwei asked.

"It didn't work out as expected. The couple died after being plotted against, leaving only an only son behind. Wan Shu is rushing here with that child," Man Jiangxue said.

"It's a pity..." Lu Huaiwei sighed, "Should the uncle wait for them, or go back to the palace first?"

"Just wait a while." Man Jiangxue said.

"That's right, with Senior Sister Ji's temper, I don't think she is very good at taking care of children." Lu Huaiwei sighed again, and saw that the two of them were eating, so she retreated to get some room.

Hearing what Man Jiangxue said just now, Yin Qiu was a little surprised: "The two uncles and aunts...are they all dead?"

"It's what Ziwei taught." Man Jiangxue said.

Yin Qiu was stunned for a long time: "Is it because of me?"

"It's none of your business," Man Jiangxue said, "Murder is an evil deed. Even if the Ziwei Sect doesn't do anything, if nothing happens to the Su family, they won't be left alive."

In the end, if they hadn't had a crooked mind and wanted to kill Yin Qiu to earn the 50 taels of silver, the couple wouldn't have gotten into trouble.

Both parents are dead, the boy must be very sad... Yin Qiu thought to himself, the food in front of him was no longer delicious.

After dinner, Lu Huaiwei had already made the bed and added freshly boiled hot water to the soup pool. Yin Qiu and Man Jiangxue had been staying in the mountains and forests for the past few days, and they had no condition to take a bath. The clean clothes went to the soup pool in the backyard.

The room was filled with white mist, as if the clouds were steaming, and it was very warm. The pool was so big that at least ten people could wash together at the same time. Yin Qiu took off his shoes at the door and happily ran to the pool to play in the water.

"It's so warm," Yin Qiu threw his hands in the water, "I haven't taken a hot bath for several days, it's so good!"

"Stop playing, take off your clothes and go in to wash." Man Jiangxue said after closing the door behind her.

Yin Qiu was having fun, squatting by the soup pool without moving, and finally stopped when she heard a rustling sound, and stood up. When she turned around, Man Jiangxue was standing behind her, wearing a dress It has faded, and only a thin gauze is left. Under the clothes is the looming white skin, clearly showing her graceful and slender body. Then Man Jiangxue lifted the collar, revealing smooth and thin shoulders and collarbone, and looked sideways at her looked over.

The gauze clothes fluttered and piled up on the ground, like a soft cloud.

Yin Qiu's heart was shocked, his face became hot, and he looked away a little unnaturally.