[Yi Tian] Who has no regrets

When he woke up the next day, Zhang Wuji packed two small parcels, took the ten taels of silver that Hu Qingniu had left him, and led Yang Buhui to her mother's grave to pay respects.

When Yang Buhui learned that he wanted to go to Kunlun Mountain just like that, he was startled, and hurriedly stopped him: "Brother Wuji, Kunlun Mountain is at least ten thousand miles away from here. Why are we two children just walking empty-handed like this?" Walk over? How about we wait for someone from Wudang to come here, and ask the adults to take me there."

Zhang Wuji felt hesitant and said: "The person who came to Wudang to deliver things to me has left for a month, and he will have to wait for next year to come again." Zhang Wuji thought to himself: "Although I believe that the sixth master uncle will never embarrass my sister, but people It's common sense to love, be close, hate and be distant. Teachers and uncles will inevitably take their anger out on my sister." Seeing that Yang Buhui became more sensible overnight, he couldn't bear the slightest bit of embarrassment for her.

Yang Buhui frowned: "Then let's go to Wudang first. Mr. Hu is gone, and brother Wuji can't stay here either. I'll accompany you back, and then ask someone to take me to Kunlun."

Zhang Wuji saw that her small nose was slightly wrinkled, and her innocent face was looking up to make plans for him, and even said nothing to take her to Wudang.Yang Buhui tugged on Zhang Wuji's clothes, begging in every possible way, his body was almost twisted into twists and he barely rolled on the ground.Zhang Wuji was unmoved.

Yang Buhui let go angrily, went back to the hut and sat down, determined not to leave.Just kidding, two children walked from Anhui to the Qinghai-Tibet Plateau on foot, even if they are placed in modern times by plane or train, they are prone to accidents.Zhang Wuji is young and doesn't understand, so she can't be foolish.

"Crackling", Yang Buhui heard the sound of the door being pushed open, she turned her head to the wall inside, thinking that I am still alive, can you carry me away?

Zhang Wuji sat beside Yang Buhui, and hugged her shoulders.When Yang Buhui turned his head, facing his smiling face, he pouted unconsciously.But she didn't realize that she had always been full of fear of this world, and now she regarded Zhang Wuji as the only person she trusted, and she was full of dependence on him, and subconsciously showed her little daughter's expression when facing him.

Zhang Wuji tapped the dimple on Yang Buhui's lips: "Oh, who can hang two small oil bottles on his mouth? Don't be angry, my brother only has one year to live, and I don't want to go back and let Grand Master, Martial Uncle and the others Sad for me. In order to fulfill my brother's last wish, I have no choice but to feel wronged and regret that my sister will suffer more with me."

Yang Buhui turned pale with shock, and hurriedly asked, "Why did this happen? Brother Wuji, what's wrong with you? Could Mr. Hu not be able to cure you?"

Zhang Wuji sighed: "I was captured by the wicked when I was young. They tortured me a lot in order to find out the whereabouts of my adoptive father. Hey, if my parents can die for their friends, will I submit to them? I I received a palm of the God of Xuanming, and the cold poison penetrated into the internal organs. Tai Shifu and the others tried hard but failed to save me. Later, I met Brother Chang Yuchun and he brought me to ask Mr. Hu for treatment. Mr. Hu is very skilled in medicine , but it only prolongs my life for a few years, and now I only have one year left to endure."

Yang Buhui saw that his face was peaceful, the clouds were calm and the wind was breezy, he couldn't help feeling sour in his heart, almost shed tears.She heard Zhang Wuji speak lightly, but she could guess how dangerous the passage was.At that time, he was just an innocent child who had experienced many tortures and suffered the tragedy of the death of his parents. Before he had time to grieve, his life was hanging by a thread, and he was in the fear of death every day.Even so, he did not develop a cynical and resentful temperament, but he was more open-minded and kind-hearted than ordinary people.

Yang Buhui recalled his cousin teasing Zhang Wuji at this time, and felt extremely ironic.She also thought that Zhang Wuji would be able to practice a peerless magic skill in the future, and the cold poison must be cured, so she couldn't help feeling hopeful in her heart: "Is there really no cure?"

Zhang Wuji shook his head: "My great master said that unless his master Jueyuan is revived, he can pass on my complete copy of "Nine Suns Divine Art". Oh, you don't have to be sad for me. The fate of a person is predestined by heaven." He then Said: "Life and death are shortened, how can we force it? Give evil to know that the joy of life is not a delusion evil? Give evil to know that evil death is not the evil of the weak and do not know where to return? Give evil to know that the dead do not regret the initial birth ?”

Yang Buhui clapped his hands and said: "This is a saying in "Zhuangzi", which means that a person's life span is too short to be born by force. How did I know that being greedy for life is not a mistake? How did I know that people's fear of death is not like How could I know that a dead person would not regret that he tried to live?"

She held Zhang Wuji's hand and looked up at him: "Zhuangzi said that life and death are not different, but I hope you can live happily for a long time. Don't be discouraged. You will have a chance to heal until the last moment." Good for your cold poison." Yang Buhui thought to himself: "Yes, the martial arts secret book that Zhang Wuji learned after falling off a cliff must be this "Nine Suns Divine Art"."

She was determined, and thought that the real Yang Buhui was a real kid, if Zhang Wuji said he was going to Kunlun, she would obediently follow him.Could it be that "Nine Suns Divine Art" is under which cliff in Kunlun Mountain?

Yang Buhui tilted his head and looked at Zhang Wuji, his big eyes rolled around, making Zhang Wuji laugh.Yang Buhui slowly stated the conditions: "It's not impossible to go directly to Kunlun, but you have to listen to my arrangement and prepare your things before you go on the road. If anything happens on the road, you must discuss it with me, and you are not allowed to treat me like a child." Zhang Wuji Naturally agreed.

Hu Qingniu has a huge collection of medicinal materials, Yang Buhui unceremoniously ordered Zhang Wuji to search for all the medicinal materials that can satisfy hunger and replenish vitality.Ask Zhang Wuji to make dry food from the rest of the grain, hide the money close to his body, and prepare a change of clothes.

Yang Buhui looked around a few rooms, and she found a donkey, which was supposed to be used by Yaotong to go out to buy things.When everything was ready, she agreed to go on the road with satisfaction.

At the beginning, the road was full of flowers and butterflies, and the two walked happily.It took a full half a day before they got out of the valley. They were still far away from the main road, and their dry food was eaten up.Hungry and thirsty, resting all the way, I was still walking through the mountains at night.

Yang Buhui heard the howling of wild beasts coming from the depths of the forest, suppressed his fear, and grabbed Zhang Wuji's hand tightly.Zhang Wuji was also a half-grown child, anxious in his heart, suddenly saw a cave beside the road with sharp eyes.He was overjoyed and dragged Yang Buhui to hide inside.

The cave is narrow and can only accommodate a few people, but luckily it is more than enough for the two of them.Zhang Wuji picked up firewood and built a fire at the entrance of the cave, and cut some dry grass with a dagger to make a mattress.

Zhang Wuji took off his outer robe, wrapped it around Yang Buhui's body, lay down first and let Yang Buhui lie on his chest.Yang Buhui cared about his cold poison, and resolutely refused.Zhang Wuji had no choice but to hold Yang Buhui in his arms, lying on his side together, his free hand still covering Yang Buhui's ear.

Yang Buhui closed his eyes, listened to the "cracking" sound from the fire, felt the sound of Zhang Wuji's heartbeat coming from his chest, unexpectedly he was not afraid of the howling wolves outside, and soon fell asleep.

In the early morning of the next day, Zhang Wuji picked some wild fruits, took out two ginseng roots, soaked them in the stream, and chatted with them to satisfy his hunger.Hand in hand, they climbed mountains and ridges, trying to get to the populated place before dark.

At noon, when he was about to take a break, Yang Buhui glanced at the side of the road, and there were two mummified corpses floating on a big tree by the side of the road.Yang Buhui was taken aback, he felt a little familiar, and boldly took a closer look, it turned out to be Hu Qingniu and his wife.

Yang Buhui hastily shook Zhang Wuji's hand, pointed to the mummy to show him: "It's Mr. Hu and his wife, and they have golden flowers embedded on their faces. It's Granny Jinhua!"

Zhang Wuji settled down for a long time, and comforted himself: "Don't be afraid, don't be afraid!" When he got closer, he saw that the two hanging corpses were Hu Qingniu and his wife.Zhang Wuji looked around in a daze, and saw a mule cart in the mountain stream smashed into pieces, and a mule drowned in the stream.

Zhang Wuji shed tears in a daze, untied the rope, and let the corpses of Hu Qingniu and his wife down from the big tree, suddenly there was a slap, and a book fell out from the arms of Wang Nangu's corpse.I picked it up and saw that it was a handwritten copy, with the words "Wang Nangu's Poison Classic" written on the inscription.When I opened it, the pages of the book were full of teeny lowercase letters, densely packed with the toxicity, use and dissolving methods of various poisons. In addition to poisons, poisonous plants, etc., various living things such as poisonous snakes, centipedes, scorpions, poisonous spiders, and All kinds of weird fish, insects, birds, animals, flowers, trees, earth and stones are all contained.He casually put it in his arms, put the corpses of Hu Qingniu and his wife side by side, took some stones and clods, piled them hastily into a grave, knelt down and worshiped a few times, and took Yang Buhui's hand to find the way.

After traveling for a few miles, I took the main road and arrived at a small town not far away.Before Zhang Wuji and Yang Buhui had time to cheer, they felt something was wrong.It turned out that such a town should be full of people's voices, but here there was no one, not a single voice.

Zhang Wuji and Yang Buhui looked at each other, and searched from room to room, and there was really no one left.They stood there blankly. They were worried that the money would not be enough for them to go to Kunlun, but they didn't expect that things were far more difficult than they thought—they couldn't even buy food with money!

Zhang Wuji was flustered, so he took Yang Buhui with him and continued on his way.What I saw on the road was even more shocking: in the endless field, there were only a few sparse weeds; the field was cracked, and the deep crack seemed to swallow people.Not far away, I saw several corpses lying on the side of the road. They were all skinny and sunken.They were afraid and couldn't think of a way out, so they had to quicken their pace, but the more they walked, the more they died of hunger.

Yang Buhui sat on the donkey and murmured: "At that time, the roads would be full of hunger, ten rooms and nine empties, and thousands of miles of wilderness." Seeing the tragic situation that was only recorded in the history books, Yang Buhui was very shocked, and she finally understood Grandpa. And why did my grandfather insist on having the boy in the family join the army?The old people came from suffering and understood how tragic the troubled times can be.The sense of responsibility for the country and the world is really as important as Mount Tai!

In the evening, when I arrived at a forest, I saw white smoke rising from the forest.Zhang Wuji was overjoyed, since he left Butterfly Valley, he hadn't seen anyone along the way, so he walked quickly towards the place where the white smoke rose.Yang Buhui didn't have time to hold him back, so he could only follow closely.

Walking nearby, I saw two ragged men surrounding a steaming pot of boiling soup, adding firewood to the bottom of the pot.When the two men heard the footsteps, they turned their heads and saw Zhang Wuji and Yang Buhui, with overjoyed expressions on their faces, and they jumped up at the same time.One person beckoned and said: "Little baby, that's great, come here, come here quickly. Where are the adults you came with? Where did they go?"

Seeing the greedy looks on the faces of the two men, Yang Buhui couldn't help but feel his heart tense, screaming inwardly, pulling Zhang Wuji back a step.