Bright Moon and Cold Thousand Mountains

There is gurgling water in Xixiu Mountain, the night is low, the stars are sinking and the moon is rising.

This place was supposed to be a place of quiet cultivation, but it was suddenly disturbed by the sound of swords.The sword light flashed past, and a few birds flew up in the forest, before they jumped into the night sky, they were suddenly knocked down by a hidden weapon, and immediately fell into the grass without making a sound.

In the hazy night of the mountain, a woman's voice was shrill, and she hurriedly said: "Follow me to the right, and the rest to the left. I searched every inch from here to the cliff! That little ruffian took his palm The sect's secret medicine, the head of the sect wants to catch someone alive, if you see someone, don't kill him!"

The last few words were almost gnashing their teeth, and the rest of the people responded to her one after another, the moonlight reflected off their weapons, coldly showing their appearance——

There are men and women among these people. They are all dressed in plain white clothes, their long hair is neatly tied up, and there is a mark of cinnabar on the center of their eyebrows. It looks like it will break if you touch it.They were ordered by the leading woman in white to act separately.

The last person in the line did not leave.At the age of Guan Zhishu's hair, he is a young man with fine features, but unfortunately his facial features are too bland, he doesn't look like a blessed face, set off by the bright cinnabar marks between his eyebrows, his complexion is almost pale.

He hung behind the leading woman and asked softly: "Senior sister, what if he dies?"

The leading woman was taken aback for a moment, then snorted coldly: "Is this something you can control, don't hurry up!"

The young man didn't get annoyed, he just responded directly, and immediately jumped a few feet lightly, his kung fu was excellent.The leading woman stood there and stared at his back, thinking of something, suddenly frowned, almost gritted her silver teeth, and murmured: "If we didn't just take him today... Wendi, I want you to die in the mountains too! "

The boy named Wendi left the others behind in a short time. He stopped, hid behind a tree, carefully discerned his position, and slowly disappeared his aura.

He closed his eyes and listened quietly to the sounds around him, except for the grass, trees, wind and insects, hidden by the stream... there was another person's trembling breathing, although it was weak, it was enough for him to recognize that person!

Wen Di put away the blade, walked around without a trace, and approached the stream from the side.

This stream has no name, and flows down the mountain into Xiushui. Because of this reason, Qingshan is named Xixiu.Because it originates from the top of the mountain, the water of the stream is crystal clear, and because the top of the mountain is covered with snow all the year round, the temperature of the water in the stream is extremely low, freezing to the bone. Even if martial arts practitioners enter the stream in midsummer, their fingers will turn red from the cold. Teeth chattering.

Wendi walked along the stream, as if he had found nothing and was about to return in vain, the sound of breathing in his ears suddenly became quieter for a moment.

He turned around abruptly, and took a few steps upstream, a pair of white hands carelessly dipped into the water, and after a while, he picked up a wet person from the icy stream.

Wen Di pursed his lips and said silently, "I've caught you."

He dragged the man ashore, took off his coat and put it on him, and immediately hid the man and himself in a cave by the stream without any explanation. , not like an animal den, but like a deliberately created place, only allowing two teenagers to hide.

The person who was dragged in by Wen Di was younger than him, his thin neck showed the shape of a bone because of breathing, his lips were purple from the cold, and tremblingly said: "Di... Brother Di."

"Shhh, don't talk." Wendi covered his mouth, held the young man's palm with the other hand, and sent him a burst of anger, "Did you really steal the Sect Leader's Du Xindan?"

The young man nodded and said again: "You're right, I, I saw him take blood from Senior Sister Ding with my own eyes, so I took the bottle on the table while he wasn't paying attention... Brother Di, I shouldn't believe you..."

Wendi interrupted him and said: "It's too late to know that I didn't lie to you. The elder sister leads people to chase and kill you, and the master wants to take you back. If you fall into their hands, your life will be worse than death."

Startled by his words, the young man spoke again after a while and asked, "What should I do?"

"The head of the sect spoils you very much, so you don't need to die, but the elder sister doesn't know if you want to return to the twelfth floor alive." Wen Di said coldly, he frowned and thought for a long time before saying, "You run."

"Where can I run to?!"

Wendi said: "The world is so big, go wherever you want. Change your name and don't be caught by them. As long as you can hide for a year or so, they will give up if they can't find you."

The boy wanted to say something, but was stared back by Wen Di's gaze.His hand held by Wendi was already warm, but half of his body was still shivering from the cold stream, it was very pitiful.Wen Di quickly gave him another burst of true energy, he has achieved a little success in his Yin Yang Kung Fu practice, although he can't recover from saving people, it's okay for a short period of relief.

The two of them managed to find a moment of peace, and suddenly they heard rustling outside, like human voices, footsteps gradually approaching.At night, there is no one here. At this time, I heard the sound, but I didn't think about it except my fellow disciples.

"You stay here." Wendi patted him on the shoulder and said, "No matter what happens or what you see later, don't make a sound. Do you understand?"

The boy nodded quickly, his big black and white eyes were full of fear.

Wen Di got up to leave, but the young man grabbed him and whispered under his puzzled eyes: "If I can really run away, what will I do in the future, Ningzhou is so far away from the Central Plains."

As if suddenly touched, Wen Di froze briefly.

He stroked the young man's hair gently, and said: "I will lure my senior brothers and sisters away. You should go down the mountain before dawn and go east. The farther away from Xixiu Mountain, the better. Soak in the water for a night and enter the city Remember to take the medicine... If you can survive, I will definitely find a way to find you later. When someone asks you, you... just say your name is Shiqi."

He lowered his eyelashes, let go of Wendi's sleeve, and silently showed his understanding.

It was clearly the moment of parting, but no one could speak, as if it was impossible to predict whether this would be the last time or not, and it would be ominous to talk too much.

Wen Di hurriedly patted his head again, forced a smile, with complicated emotions in his eyes, and finally didn't say a single unnecessary word.He took off his coat from the boy, rolled in the mud and put it back on again.The sound of footsteps was getting closer and closer, and many words came to Wendi's mind, but it was too late.

"Brother will look for you." Wendi finally said, he got out of the cave with a cat waist, turned over and jumped into the water.

Still haven't digested why Wen Di suddenly called himself "Brother" instead of "Senior Brother", the splash gradually rose, the young man's throat tightened, and he squeezed his hand desperately to make no sound. He heard someone ask sharply, "Who is where?" Hide deep in the cave, lest you be seen.

He clenched a jade bottle in his arms, as if the contents inside were more important than life.

"Who is it! Come out!" A man in white walked to the edge of the stream and pulled out a knife to the place where the water splashed.

With a soft sound, Wendi emerged from the water. His face was pale, his lips were black and his eyes seemed to be wet from water. He stretched out his hand to the man: "Eldest Brother...Senior Brother, help me!"

The man in white recognized him, put the knife back into its sheath without saying a word, picked up a branch from the side of the road and pulled Wendi up.When he saw that the flute was completely soaked and his white clothes were covered with mud, he was out of breath and reprimanded him, "It's not enough to succeed!"

He was in a hurry and didn't want to see Wendi at first, but now he was holding back his anger. Seeing his useless appearance, and thinking about the difference in treatment from the head of the house, the more he saw Wendi, the more he disliked him, so he took advantage of the situation and slapped him away. The beating caused the right side of his face to swell rapidly.But Wendi didn't say a word, just crouched his neck to receive the punishment.

The man in white asked angrily, "Where is that man, did you see it?"

Wendi hugged his arms tightly, his legs and feet were unsteady, and said to the man in a trembling voice: "I... I heard some movement downstream, I thought it was that little beast running too fast, this side is slippery at night..."

The man in white was not in the mood to listen to his explanation, so he hugged him: "Go, follow me to have a look!"

Being dragged out by him for a few steps, Wendi looked back at the cave hidden behind a tree out of the corner of his eye. The moss at the mouth of the cave had been destroyed. Fortunately, it was night and it was hard to see clearly.He glanced at the cave from afar, and sighed secretly in his heart, after reading the name he just said casually, he was a little confused for a moment.

"I did this, right?" Wen Di was in a trance for a moment, then clenched his hands tightly, thinking with a frown, "I did it for his own good...for my and his good."

As long as he is alive, there is hope. At worst, he will dig three feet to find him in the future.

The search that night ended up being fruitless. More than a dozen people scoured Xixiu Mountain, but they couldn't find any trace of the escaped boy.Wendi was frightened by falling into the water, and ran around all night, developing a high fever that day.

He was in a coma for a whole day and night. On the day he woke up, the rain that had been falling all day stopped and the sky cleared.

When Wen Di opened his eyes, he was dazzled by the light, he closed them hastily, and only secretly mobilized his inner strength to urge himself to recover quickly, but before the movement cycle started, he was suddenly pressed by a warm palm on the pulse gate.The pulse gate of martial arts practitioners is the key point. Hearing the flute, he immediately struggled reflexively, but all of them were blocked back.

He suddenly woke up completely, looked up in surprise, and found a person sitting beside the bed.When he saw who it was, Wen Di didn't dare to neglect him, and hurriedly got up and saluted: "Master..."

Sitting on the side of his bed was a middle-aged man with a handsome face and an extraordinary bearing. Hearing about Di's behavior, he smiled and said, "You can still fight against me. It looks like you're all right now?"

Wendi finally sat up, but he couldn't salute because he held him down, so he could only say: "It's just a cold, and you'll be fine after drinking the medicine and sleeping. Thank you, Sect Leader, for your concern."

"Hey, I told you a long time ago that you are different from them, you don't need to talk about those etiquettes in front of me!" The headmaster pretended to be angry, and patted Wendi on the shoulder lightly.Hearing this, he just nodded silently, never mentioning the matter of the search that night, and only waited for the other party to be restrained and mention the details of that day first.

Sure enough, the next moment, the headmaster was both worried and concerned: "I heard from Min'er that you fell ill because of the sunset that day, what happened? I warned you not to go to the stream for nothing, and now it's spring. , the snow melted, and it was hundreds of times colder than usual, you are not cultivated enough, how can you easily touch it?"

Wendi hurriedly said: "I know I was wrong, I thought the headmaster wanted to take Ah Mian—"

The headmaster sneered and said: "That kid thought that he could kill me by stealing my secret medicine, he is too naive! In vain, I devoted my heart and soul to him and taught him for several years, but I didn't expect to be a little white-eyed wolf!"

Seeing his expression, Wendi said cautiously: "Master, sister, have they found the whereabouts of Ah Mian...?"

The sudden change of address caught the head of the sect for a moment, and then his voice became softer. He stroked the top of Wendi's head, and said sadly: "Min'er said that she saw trample marks on the edge of the cliff, and she must have fallen into a deep valley. Such a high place ...He is still young and has never practiced light kung fu, so I'm afraid there will be more bad luck than good luck."

When talking about "A Mian", a trace of guilt flashed in the head's eyes, which was all seen by Wendi, but he pretended to be ignorant without any trace, and answered a few questions from the head, and was comforted by him and said that he needed to improve his cultivation before silently sending him off. guest.

The wooden door slammed shut with a "squeak", and specks of skylight leaked out of the window.

Wen Di half leaned on the couch, and when he heard that the master had indeed gone far away, the humility on his face gradually faded.He stared in the direction of the wooden door, his eyes seemed to poke two holes out of the door.

He sat cross-legged, and he didn't care about the cold water directly.

Wendi recited the mantra silently, with his eyes slightly closed, he opened up his own meridian that was injured by the stream, and forced out the cold air that was lingering in his body bit by bit.After running for a small week, Wen Di was sweating profusely, but his face was no longer as pale as before, and there was a trace of healthy rosiness. It was still not very good when he looked closely, and he was no longer blue.

He was meditating in this posture, his mind was full of what the head said just now.

"So it seems that they didn't suspect me. But what is the connection between the heaven and earth exercises and Du Xindan? Why is it not like what the senior sister said... When he said 'won't affect', does it mean that there are other factors... ..." Wen Di thought about his middle joints, but his spirit was weak and his temples were tingling, so he had no choice but to stop, thinking about others, his heart was empty, "Amian sacrificed for me... If there is a future, I will definitely do it ten times Repay him."

He adjusted his breathing slowly, only felt the dantian was warm, and the influence of the stream had been completely eliminated.

"Heaven and earth exercises are indeed useful." Wendi thought hard, brows furrowed, "It's been seven years, has Zuo Nian really never touched the tenth floor... Without Duxindan, he might not continue to do so in a short time It's..."

The bloody smell of those years came back again, carrying a heavy burden on his shoulders, which almost made him lose his breath.Wen Di didn't dare to practice any more, and didn't dare to think too much, he stood up and walked to the window.

Birds singing and flowers smelling outside, it is the season when the ice and snow melt and everything recovers. Several younger brothers and sisters are practicing knives in the courtyard, their postures are light, and not far away, there are older men in white clothes who are teaching them how to practice kung fu best. The atmosphere was harmonious.There are sika deer and red-crowned cranes strolling in the courtyard, and outsiders will mistakenly think that they have entered a fairyland.

But from Wendi's point of view, this place is no different from hell on earth.

It has been seven years since he tried his best to get close to Zuo Nian and entered the twelfth floor, but he got nothing. How many seven years will be wasted on the twelfth floor?

Ever since the Moon Worship Sect was wiped out by the entire army, the major martial arts sects in the rivers and lakes have been evenly matched for decades, each occupying one side, and no one obeys the other.There has been no fight so far, and the reason may be attributed to this year - in the peaceful and prosperous age, no one did evil, no one burned, killed and looted, naturally no one stood out, and no one insisted on being number one in the world.

It's just that there is black and white in Tao, good and evil are divided into good and evil, and the boundaries of incompatibility are much blurred, but it still lingers in the hearts of many people, becoming an indelible scar, and remembering the past enmity all the time.

The twelfth floor of Xixiu Mountain in Ningzhou.

Zuo Nian, the head of the sect, is one of the four undoubted masters in the world. He is as famous as Ziyang Guanshishan Taoist, Nanzhao Bodhi Tang Duan Wuchi, and Beichuan Xuemen Xi Lanyu. People can break.

What method will he use to make Zuo Nian pay for his blood.

The author has something to say:

The official match is Wen Di x Seventeen, with an age difference of four years, and they are older~

Although Wendi didn't appear in the first few chapters, he is the real card, so be careful when you make a mistake [waving handkerchief]

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