[Yi Tian] Who has no regrets

On this trip, Yang Xiao brought a team of followers and stopped at the Mingjiao sub-altar along the way.Yang Buhui couldn't help thinking of how difficult it was for her and Zhang Wuji to travel west, every step of the way was a narrow escape.Who would have expected that in just over a year, the same journey would be so easy.Yang Buhui seemed like a lifetime away.Instead, she thought of Wudang, how should she explain to brother Wuji's uncles?

Yang Buhui felt depressed, but he had to cheer up to deal with all the gods who were in the arena.In front of people, she has to keep a good sense of proportion.He can't get ahead of everything and refute Yang Xiao's face; he can't be unknown and not attract the attention of others.Be dignified, but also kind.

Fortunately, although she couldn't imitate her father and grandfather's posture perfectly, she still has six or seven points.It is enough to impress the people who are divided into forums along the way.

After leaving Kunlun, entering Shaanxi and Gansu, it will reach the border of Hubei.

Yang Xiao and Yang Buhui became more and more silent, and even the accompanying people also became quiet.Along the way, only Linglong's chattering voice was heard.

Yang Buhui was sitting in the carriage with nothing to do, so he had to bicker with him: "Little Lingzi, you are originally from the Central Plains, why did you refuse to set foot in the Central Plains for more than 20 years?"

Ling Long was sitting cross-legged on the roof of the carriage, but he lay down lazily after hearing Yang Buhui's words: "My bastard master is dead. I will always think of his abominable deeds wherever I go. It's really boring. It just so happened that Xiaoxiao went to the Western Regions , and I went with it."

Yang Buhui listened to him, even though he talked about the jerk Master, his tone was clearly full of nostalgia.Yang Buhui guessed that Xiao Lingzi didn't want to go back to the Central Plains because he didn't want to hurt his feelings.This time she was the one who pestered Xiao Lingzi out.She was a little apologetic, and said softly: "Xiao Lingzi, thank you. Brother Wuji's uncle is seriously ill. I don't think anyone in the world can cure him except you. I can only trouble you."

Yang Buhui lifted the curtain of the car, tapped his toes, lightly jumped onto the roof of the car, and poked Xiao Lingzi's cheek with his hand.Xiao Lingzi opened his mouth and bit her finger.Yang Buhui looked at his childish appearance, and asked curiously: "Little Linglong, are you really fifty-four? No matter how I look at it, I feel that you are not much older than me."

Xiao Lingzi yelled "Wow" and jumped up all of a sudden: "Don't call me, Xiao, Ling, Long!!! Awwow, that bastard old man named me in a mess! He said his father was called Old Naughty Boy, He called himself Little Naughty Boy, but he insisted on calling me Little Naughty Boy. I didn’t want to kill him, so he gave me a girl’s name.” Xiao Lingzi squatted on the roof of the car, his cheeks puffed out, his pair of watery eyes The big eyes stared at Yang Buhui without any deterrent force.

Yang Buhui couldn't help laughing loudly.

Even though Yang Buhui wanted to walk more slowly, they arrived at a small town at the foot of Wudang Mountain that evening.After settling down, Yang Buhui began to lie on the bed with insomnia.She has already made an agreement with her father, tomorrow she will go up the mountain to explain to everyone in Wudang, and then arrange the rest of the matter.

Yang Buhui bit his lower lip and turned over, feeling uneasy in his heart.Yang Xiao has such a proud personality, it's probably the first time in his life that he came to make amends.But that day when she asked to go to Wudang, Yang Xiao agreed without hesitation.Then he took out the Iron Flame Token that Yang Buhui had worn, and sat for a day looking out the window at the towering mountain peaks.

Sitting on Wangfeng, sitting on Wangfeng.When Yang Xiao chose to live in seclusion here, did he ever think that one day, he would really have to sit and forget about Feng.

The moonlight outside the window made Yang Buhui feel melancholy.She didn't know the history of the complicated entanglement between her parents.That day she hid herself under the window and listened to Ji Xiaofu say to Juejue: "The disciple cannot refuse, lose his body to him."

Although Ji Xiaofu's narration was plain, Yang Buhui roughly guessed from it that Lang Youqing's concubines had the intention of chasing and fleeing one by one.It is true that Ji Xiaofu does not want to, and it is true that she does not regret it.

Before her life experience was unknown, Yang Buhui felt from Ji Xiaofu's expression that she was troubled by deep feelings of guilt.Only later did Yang Buhui realize that she wanted to apologize to her fiancé.But something made her hesitate again and again, and she chose to disappear forever to hide it.Until Extinction appeared, Yang Buhui had an epiphany with that ruthless and merciless style: her mother was protecting her.

Go to Wudang and explain everything.This is Ji Xiaofu's wish, so no matter what censures she encounters, she will bear them for her parents.Yang Buhui put on his clothes and got up, walked to the window, a gust of cool wind filled with the moisture of the lake blew in front of him, mixed with the intermittent sound of flute.

"Eh?" Yang Buhui heard it familiar, put on his clothes, jumped out of the window, and ran towards the canopy.But here comes Rich.

The moon and stars are thin in the night, playing the flute independently and darkly.

Yang Xiao was dressed in a white robe, sitting cross-legged on a boulder by the water.The sobbing and whimpering flute sounds accompanied by circles of water waves echoed in the wilderness.The moonlight shrouded his back, and there was no trace of the tall and mighty shore in the daytime, only the endless loneliness and desolation in the world.

The sound of the flute is lingering and pathetic, infinitely charming.It's just that at this moment, the more beautiful and sad the more.Yang Buhui was so full of thoughts and tenderness that he was aroused, so he stood there in a daze and wept.

After the song was finished, Yang Xiao sat there for a while, and Fang said hoarsely, "Gui'er, you are here."

Yang Buhui gently wiped away his tears, and replied softly: "Daddy." She jumped up, sat beside Yang Xiao, and coquettishly held his arm.

Yang Xiao touched the jade flute in his hand and recalled the past: "I was a beggar when I was a child, and was rescued by my master when I was six years old. The master washed my face. I raised my head and clearly saw the shock in the master's eyes. She fell in despair. Dropping the copper basin, she inadvertently said 'really like'. She asked my name, then bowed her head and said, 'Your surname is Yang too'.

From then on, Master took me by his side and accepted me as an apprentice.

She wears Tsing Yi and a human skin mask every day.I've never seen her like that.She often stares at me in a daze.I guessed that Master must love a man in his heart.Once you make a mistake and pay infatuation, you will never be free for a lifetime. "

Yang Xiao sighed, lost his mind for a while, and then said: "I watched Master die in thoughts, and I made up my mind that I would never fall in love in this life. I was young and frivolous at that time, thinking that after reading all the women in the world, it would be difficult to fall in love. Who knows, "

Yang Xiao turned his head to look at Yang Buhui, and went back to more than ten years ago in a daze.At that time, when he met Ji Xiaofu for the first time, it was just casual teasing at first, and he fell in love at some point.

Yang Buhui met Yang Xiao's eyes, his eyes were filled with happiness and sadness, there were so many feelings and tender feelings that were hard to count.

Yang Xiao let out a long roar, which made the leaves rustle all around, and the water rippled and swirled for a long time.Yang Xiao closed his eyes: "God is always fair. I have betrayed a lot of people in terms of love, so he separated me from my lover for the rest of my life. Good boy, don't feel sorry for Daddy. If I, Yang Xiao, don't want to, No one can make me bow my head."