The rivers and lakes can't stand it

It's night.

Yue Mijin walked quietly on the gravel road.

These days, Wanjian Villa has more and more guests, the master and servants are so busy that they don't touch the ground, lights are lit everywhere, it's as bright as day.

Yue Mijin glanced at it lightly, didn't think about anything, just walked silently, suddenly heard a very suppressed sobbing sound coming from not far away, his footsteps paused, and his body floated into the dark like a ghost, I saw a boy hiding under a tree and weeping.

This is not the first time Yue Mijin saw him cry, as early as in the carriage outside the wine shop, Yue Mijin saw him shed a few tears quietly, but when Mu Huarong came, Yang Qing had already stopped.

The restaurant was outside the city, the place was desolate, and it was dark night, being left on the carriage by Qiu Zhuoxue, as a child who was powerless to resist, it was normal to be afraid.

But this is Wanjian Villa, there is probably no safer place than this.

Yue Mijin looked at Yang Qing for a while, and saw that he was also quietly shedding tears as usual, and quickly wiped them away, returning to his usual smiling face and about to stand up, suddenly softly said: "Why are you crying?"

Yang Qing was startled, covered her eyes with her hands wiping away her tears, leaned against the big tree stiffly, and asked with chattering teeth after a long while, "Who is... who..."

After struggling in his heart for a long time, Yang Qing forced himself to turn his head around. Seeing the confused man standing under the moonlight, his face suddenly changed. Of course he recognized this person, and he also remembered that the other party was shaking the crowd in the hall, and he was indifferent to Qiu Zhuoxue. With a look of false speech, he immediately took two steps back in fright, clung to the big tree, and stammered: "You...why are you here?"

"There will be no beasts here." Yue Mijin said flatly, "You don't have to be afraid."

Yang Qing was so nervous that his brain almost went blank, but after listening to Yue Mijin's words, he realized that the famous swordsman cared about himself. He was startled for a moment, and then forced a smile: "I'm not afraid of beasts. I'm just... …I just……"

There are some words that Yang Qing can't say to Qiu Zhuoxue and Song Shutang, but looking at the difficult to get close to getting lost, somehow, it's easier to say it.

"I just miss my family members, but I will never see them again." Yang Qing said, tears streaming down again, and choked up, "If you want to make a joke, make a joke."

"Why should I make a joke?" Yue Mijin was surprised: "Are you hiding here and crying because you are afraid of being discovered?"

Yang Qing glanced at him secretly, seeing that Yue Mijin really didn't mean to laugh at him, he hesitated for a moment, then nodded: "Well...Brother Qiu and Squirrel Candy are very kind to me, they are also very busy, I don't want them Worry. And I'm so old, I still cry, it's always a bit ridiculous..."

Yue Maze was silent for a while.

Yang Qing's eyes were red, seeing that Yue Mijin had no intention of leaving, she asked timidly, "What are you doing here?"

"If I'm here, others won't come." Yue Mijin took it for granted, "You can cry as long as you want."

Hearing this, Yang Qing couldn't help laughing through his tears. He sucked his nose for a while, and then suppressed the tears, leaving only his red eyes from crying, and whispered: "Thank you, you are so kind."

Although he didn't quite understand what he heard in the hall, he had already learned from Song Shutang during the break that Yue Mijin and Qiu Zhuoxue had a good friend in common. Unfortunately, this good friend died because of Qiu Zhuoxue, so Yue Mijin Only then did I get angry with Qiu Zhuoxue.

Yang Qing originally thought that it was unreasonable for this person to blame Qiu Zhuoxue, he was a very bad-tempered person, but now he really got along with him for a while, but he realized that human feelings are totally unreasonable, when he saw Qiu Zhuoxue Once, you will think of that good friend who died, how can this kind of feeling be understood by others.

"Actually..." Yang Qing said, "I'm still very afraid of the future."

"In the future?" Yu Yue was puzzled.

Yang Qing nodded, and he said in a low voice: "I don't know what to do in the future, I have no acquaintance in this world, and I have no place to go. I don't quite understand the words, principles, and prices here. Well, I have also seen a lot of very bad people, people are like worthless people, they will die when they die."

That's right, for ordinary people, a life of hard work can be easily destroyed by so-called martial artists.

The owner and staff of the honest restaurant lost their lives because of a legendary blood robbery sword.

Yue Mijin never thought that a child like him would have such a heavy heart, and was speechless for a while.

"Song Shutang is secretly sad sometimes. I know he is sad that the disciple of Qixing Pavilion died. I was thinking, if I die one day, who will miss me and feel sorry for me." Yang Qing lowered his face, Holding back tears, "But I've already caused Brother Qiu a lot of trouble, so I can't let him worry anymore. Song Shutang himself is also very depressed..."

Yue Mijin said slowly: "Why don't you ask Qiu Zhuoxue to teach you every move?"

"Brother Qiu's kindness to me." Yang Qing shook his head, "It's too late for me to repay, so why dare to ask for something, but I have no strengths, and I can't help much."

The more confused and silent.

His heart seemed to be splitting apart inch by inch following the young man's words, and the severe pain he had felt before was sweeping wildly again seven years later.

In the past, in the eyes of Qiu Zhuoxue, was she also so humble and sensible?What kind of feeling does he have in his heart when he sees it in his eyes?

Is it ridiculous or satisfying.

"You can go to the sword forest in the future." Yue Mijin stood quietly under the moonlight, there was something in his eyes that Yang Qing couldn't discern, "Before the sword competition, it's safe there."

Yang Qing stared at him blankly.

Yue Mijin really wanted to tell this young man the true face of Qiu Zhuoxue, but he knew that the other party would not believe it. Even if he did, he would be like a person who drinks poison to quench his thirst. It just adds a bit of pain and despair to this endless admiration .

Death or being used, who knows which is better.

The morals of the world are so unfair. What some people give casually is a person's life.

During the time when Shi Duckweed was killed, Yue Mijin also thought about one thing repeatedly, is it really worth it for Qiu Zhuoxue to get involved with tens of thousands of poisonous old people for a piece of green wood rock?

He spent a period of time in a daze, going to the teahouse to drink water when he was thirsty, and going to the restaurant to eat when he was hungry, and there were always storytellers telling stories.

These stories are very interesting. There are always accidents in the conspiracies, and they are uncovered by the heroes. When they get more confused, they go up to them and ask them: "Why is every conspiracy so coincidental? It always leaks?"

The storyteller was trembling with fright when he saw his sword. He laughed again when he heard the question, and replied: "Heroes don't know something. This conspiracy is man-made. The more complicated it is, the harder it is to succeed. It is already a great thing to be able to achieve two or three pictures, if you can't adapt to the situation, see the tricks and break the tricks, and leave a second hand, there is only a possibility of being exposed."

"After all, others are not grass, trees, golden stones, and they are all free to play with them." The storyteller smiled helplessly, "This villain started to set up a game, and he was also in the game. As long as others notice something is wrong with it, or enter it by mistake, it will become a variable." , so that the whole body is affected by one hair, he will kill people to silence the mouth, and someone will investigate the murder to silence the mouth. If the plan is big and the heart is selfish, the people below will inevitably plan for themselves, lest the cunning rabbit die, and the lackeys will cook, so Come on, there will be more flaws."

"Because of this, the good and the evil start to fight each other, so there is the fun of fighting wits and bravery. In the end, the justice shines brightly and the wicked are punished. I will say it happily, and all listeners will enjoy it too."

For his own sake, the storyteller has spoken out all the housekeeping skills and the core essence of many stories.

Yue Mijin looked at him, but felt chills all over his body.

That's right, with Qiu Zhuoxue's ability, the dead man is not worth mentioning, of course he is willing to help himself, but when the Wandu old man is tracked down, even if he regrets it later, he has already formed a grudge and is deeply involved, it is too late, I can only grit my teeth to help myself.

At that time, the old man Wandu wanted to kill himself to silence his son, if he had only Yue Mijin himself, he would have been poisoned to death by the old man Wandu early, but it happened that there was Qiu Zhuoxue who found out the truth, wouldn't this be a variable.

He already knew the truth, so how could old man Wandu let him go.

If Qiu Zhuoxue leaves her alone and leaves, although she doesn't hate him, he has to bear the risk of ruining his reputation, not to mention that there are many enemies for no reason, and the medicinal materials are also not available, so it's not like stealing a chicken and losing money.

In just a few days, Yue Mijin has tasted all the malice in the world, even if he is a stupid pig, he knows the lesson, let alone he is neither stupid nor stupid.

The glimmer of hope he was struggling with was also shattered in the storyteller's mouth.

Could it be that the more confused he is today, the hope of this young man will be shattered?

In the end, Yue Mijin didn't say anything, he just left quietly under the moonlight, as if the boy's sobbing and restrained cries were still echoing in his ears.

He has never cried like this, not before, not now, and even less likely in the future.

In Yue Maze's chest, what burns are always anger, murderousness, and blood, and he only allows himself to have these. Tears can make people weak. He doesn't allow himself to be weak, but he will never mock the weakness of others.

Yang Qing looked at Yue Mijin's back from afar, feeling very grateful for a while, but disappointed for a while.

Why does such a good person have a bad relationship with Brother Qiu?

Yang Qing blew the wind outside for a while before returning to her room and washing her face with water, when she heard a soft knock on the door, Qiu Zhuoxue stood outside the door and asked softly: "Little friend Yang, are you sleeping?" Is it down?"

"Not yet." Yang Qing hurried to open the door.

Qiu Zhuoxue was standing outside the door with a smile on his face, he said softly: "Won't you invite me in for a sit down?"

Only then did Yang Qing come to his senses, he quickly turned his body to let Qiu Zhuoxue into the room, he suddenly thought of the matter of getting lost, and asked: "By the way, Brother Qiu, do you know what is going on with the sword competition?"

"Hmm..." Qiu Zhuoxue was stunned, "Well, did you hear people in the villa talk about the sword competition between Yue Mijin and Bu Tianxing? The day of the sword competition is seven days later, what's the matter?"

"Then..." Yang Qing hesitated, "Is it very dangerous?"

"Competition is naturally dangerous." Qiu Zhuoxue laughed, and poured two cups of tea very naturally, "However, going through the maze is much better than Bu Tianxing, and the dangerous one is probably the owner of Bu Shao."

Yang Qing was puzzled and said, "Then why does Bu Shao Zhuang Master challenge Yue Maze?"

"Naturally... it's for fame." Qiu Zhuoxue said lightly, "Challenging a master is the fastest way in the world."

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This chapter may not be too fun, but it talks about some more practical issues.