Three Masters' Sword

That night, the mouth of the weir collapsed, the torrential rain poured, the floods raged, and the dikes collapsed. I don’t know how many innocent people suffered in vain.It was not considered the most serious flood at first, and Jinling City even took care of dredging the bridges and culverts to prepare for the upstream flood to be dredged. It was swept clean, and when the sun rose, the entire Yingtian Mansion was shaken with wailing, almost paralyzed.

In retrospect, Wang Qiao has no memory of the situation after that at all.When he came back to his senses, there was already a golden light shining in front of his eyes. After the heavy rain, the sun was shining at noon, and the miasma was overflowing in the muddy water. .He opened his eyes, the sun was a huge ball of fire, hanging in a pale sky with incomparable clarity at this moment, watching all this without mercy.He stared blankly at the sun, thinking that it was just a pair of powerless eyes like his own.

It took him a long time to blink once, and the dry and cracked sand raised a cloud of dust on his eyelashes.The world seems to be very large and small, and time seems to be extremely long and extremely short. He obviously blinked his eyelids once and it seems that a thousand years have passed, but from last night to now, it is just like a sudden thought; everything has lost its original benchmark and value .

He slowly got up, turned his head, and couldn't even confirm whether he was dead or alive; looking around, he realized that he was trapped in a muddy beach, and he was swept ashore by waves at some point.Around him, there were also several corpses, which had begun to rot under the scorching sun, and countless mosquitoes and even rats surrounded them, devouring their flesh.

The corpses were dressed in a variety of costumes and colors, and were embroidered with coats of arms of various birds and beasts, obviously from different sects.Wang Qiao paused for a moment, and was about to pull his foot out of the mud, but found a pair of hands holding his ankle.Wang Qiao pulled his feet up and lifted up, and unexpectedly brought out another person. It was the son who had blocked him tightly when he was killed.Her whole body was buried in the mud, and her originally bright face was now covered with mud.She clenched her hands tightly, Wang Qiao pulled his feet free, but the shoes remained in her hands.

If Wang Qiao had the temperament before, the woman defended him with all her strength, and now she looked like she tried her best to push him ashore, but she was exhausted, unable to climb ashore by herself, so she buried herself in the mud.He will definitely try his best to check whether the other party is still alive, and try his best to treat him. Even if there is no way to recover, he will at least find a proper place to bury him alive.

However, last night and today, all the strange and absurd things happened suddenly, which made him feel that everything he saw was unbearable, and all the established cognitions in his mind changed from the original established appearance, and everything in the world seemed to be separated from him by a barrier, pulling him to Push the very thin end away.At that time, he only felt that the world's kindness is retribution, and what has it to do with me?What does this woman's fate have to do with me?What does everything in this world have to do with me?He straightened up, not looking at the life and death of the woman and the many victims who were washed ashore by the waves, nor checking what sect the disciples of the enemy belonged to, just straightened up, stepped on the beach rocks with bare feet, and walked away.The sharp stone scratched his feet dripping with blood, but he didn't even know it.

When I looked up again, I didn't realize that I was already under Jinling City.Although the city was flooded, the draft was relatively shallow, but not waist deep.He waded into the water, and everyone looked sideways, but saw a flower-like lunatic, covered in mud, with disheveled hair, who seemed to have rolled through the gate of hell, his brows were no longer clear like ordinary people, and he was crazily neither looking at the road nor caring. The water was deep, and he didn't answer questions, and no one recognized that this was the third young master.In this flood, some people lost their families in an instant, no one was alive, no one was dead, and there were countless mourners who went crazy and looked for their children and parents everywhere, so it was not surprising.

Wang Qiao walked towards Wang's house in a daze based on his body's memory, but he didn't know or think about what he could do when he went to the house; an extremely huge emotion enveloped his whole body, but maybe because it was too big, he reflected When it is on the body, it is like the tip of the iceberg, completely unable to see its true nature; nor can it be said that it is hatred or pain, sorrow or injury, mixed into a kind of numbness like anesthesia.So suddenly someone nearby pulled him, covered his mouth and nose and dragged him into a dark alley, he was only slightly startled and did not resist.I am afraid that even if the enemy stabs a knife into his heart at this moment, he will not be able to react for a while, as if the connection between the pain in the body, the clarity of the mind and the ups and downs of emotions is broken.

A voice whispered in his ear: "Third young master! It's me." Wang Qiao heard it, but he was still in a daze, as if he was still thinking; : "Wake up! Wang Qiao!"

His slack eyesight gradually converged, as if the soul that had been floating in mid-air returned to its place, only then did he realize that the person in front of him was Yu Yuqing.The other party's face was pale, his eye sockets sunken, and his expression was extremely anxious.Since childhood, the two have been facing each other day and night, and they have rarely been separated for a long time. This time, it was only a day or so since they hadn't seen each other, but they both seemed to have changed their appearance.Yu Yuqing was full of anxiety. Looking at the third young master, he didn't dare to relax. He grabbed him and said, "Young master! You can't go to the house. Let's hide quickly." He pulled Wang Qiao, opened the door and entered the alley One of the low broken houses.During the flood, many people who lived on low ground had gone out to take refuge. There was no one in the house, but the dirty water soaked half of the wall. Fortunately, the attic was still dry, so they dragged Wang Qiao up. He didn't make a sound, just let him drag, and the two of them clasped their hands, feeling a sense of relief for no reason, as if all the perceptions in the world were concentrated between the two clasped hands, the only thing in this world that was related to themselves The connection is also on the hand that is holding it.

Yu Yuqing led him to the attic, let go of his hands and set up a stool for him to rest.When he let go of Wang Qiao, Wang Qiao stood still like a puppet; when he held hands again and led him to sit down, he sat down accordingly.The two met again at this time of natural and man-made disasters, and the situation was so weird that they should have endless words after seeing each other, but Wang Qiao never spoke from the beginning to the end.

Yu Yuqing is a person who is born with a delicate mind and a spiritual orifice. Although he was very anxious all day and night, seeing Wang Qiao's appearance, he guessed a little bit, knowing that it was not a good time to ask questions, and swallowed it immediately. Huatou; Wang Qiao didn't speak, so he didn't speak, but just looked at the young master carefully.I saw that his feet had lost their shoes and were covered with abrasions, almost soaked in sewage, his lips were dry and chapped, and he hadn't drank water for about a day.Mud was all over his face, even in his nostrils and hair.Feeling guilt, self-blame, and anger in my heart, but I had to hold back, trying not to cry in front of my face, and turned around to get water to boil.There are buckets stored in the attic. Apparently, the family is afraid of the flood and has nowhere to escape, so they have prepared living supplies in the attic in advance.Yu Yuqing set up the stove, boiled the water, watched the white mist rise, and the fine white water in the pot rolled up and down, crushing the countless churning thoughts in his heart little by little.He fetched cold water and prepared it for the third young master, then tore off a clean cloth, filled a bucket of hot water, dipped the cloth carefully, and knelt down to wipe his feet.

The pair of scripts are delicate skin and tender meat, the reason is that the third young master is not a martial arts practitioner, the soles of his feet have never been ground, and have thick calluses; in addition, he is the young master of a rich family, and he is driven by natural horses, and he is lazy, isn't it? I am a hard-working walker, and I don’t like traveling in mountains and rivers. Naturally, the soles of my feet are thin. After losing my shoes, I stepped on sharp stones and sharp objects in the turbid flood all the way. If not dealt with immediately, the disease will easily occur later.He held two acupuncture points on Wang Qiao's ankle, which made him feel no excessive pain, while cleaning his feet. In some places, he even needed to use a knife to pick out the dirt and cut off the rotten flesh.After washing the wound, he applied ointment, bandaged his feet, and found a pair of old shoes for Wang Qiao to wear.The clean hot water was getting colder, so he wiped Wang Qiao's face again, moistened the third young master's lips with warm water, and fed him a spoonful.The two breathed very close. He saw that after Wang Qiao drank the water, his eyes finally showed something alive. His eyes fell on his face, and he turned slightly. Finally, he couldn't help but put down the water bowl and opened his mouth. But there was also no way to say anything, so he could only hold Wang Qiao's hands, lowered his head, and said, "Thank God, it's a good thing you are alive, I thought... I thought you were too..." He couldn't continue, the ending sound After a low sob, Wang Qiao lifted his hands to hold his cheeks, and put his hot palms on the side of Yu Yuqing's face.Yu Yuqing held onto his wrist and the back of his hand and refused to let go, so Wang Qiao pulled him forward and pulled him into his arms, resting his chin on the white hair on his head, their chests were tightly pressed and their arms were embracing, not lingering I just feel that between life and death, and the inversion of reason and customs, all kinds of reasons and words seem pale; but it is not easy to have a moment of mutual dependence.

Yu Yuqing was in his arms, leaning on his heartbeat, and said softly: "We can't go home, those weird sects are searching for us. I know you don't want to talk at the moment, that's okay, as long as we are together, there is nothing to worry about." ... You just rest for a while, and we will try to escape after dark..." He spoke in a lower and lower voice, and at last he almost didn't want to hear it; Wang Qiao looked down, only to find that Yu Yuqing was holding a hug in his arms. Crooked, no longer move.He was startled, thinking that something had happened, he hastily stretched out his hand to shake him, his hoarse voice was full of mud and sand, almost as if it had been roughly polished with sandpaper, and when the sound came out, it was like a knife and stone colliding, a sound Screaming, unable to utter a complete sentence.

Unexpectedly, the man turned over comfortably in his arms, put his pillow on Wang Qiao's shoulder, murmured vaguely, and fell asleep without warning.

It turned out that the sky was getting dark that day, the clouds were weird, the wind was stronger, and a heavy rain was coming.Yu Yuqing didn't feel well, and walked halfway, feeling uneasy in the end, hurriedly said goodbye to the woman, and turned back to look for Wang Qiao.At first he intentionally teased the old lady, and later he even made a loud outburst, partly because of his nature, partly because he wanted to annoy Wang Qiao, and wanted to see him take some jealousy because he was obsessed with himself, so he would not be so scruples and rigid, and he could follow the two rules. People agreed to get out of this unpleasant business early.Yu Yuqing is a person who is out of touch with exquisiteness, and he also has nine orifices in his heart, so he naturally doesn't pay much attention to those religious etiquettes.He showed the third young master's feelings for him early on, not only did he not feel awkward or embarrassed, but he was a little complacent and didn't take it to heart. He guessed that in his opinion, the third young master's liking had nothing to do with buying flowers on the street corner. The girl's liking, the Miss Fu's liking, and the widow's liking on North Street are all the same.

But the two of them missed each other after all, and the difference was a thousand miles away.Yu Yuqing searched for the whole night, and heard that Wang Qiao took a small boat to rescue people in the water, and was worried that he would die in the flood; then in the middle of the night, the extremely weird and rare abnormal celestial phenomenon "dragon sucking water" occurred in Jinling City. After being broken by the flood, he hurried to his home overnight, only to find that more than a hundred people from the clan in the city had been murdered, and all their heads were missing.This situation is really unbelievable, it is not only heartbreaking, but also unbelievable.Based on the rest of the body alone, he couldn't identify who the dead person was, but the body was swept away by a flood all over the city, and it was even difficult to collect all the bodies and verify their identity.When it was dawn, Yu Yuqing was looking for help, but he saw martial arts figures from several sects and clans rushing into the city, all of them with scarlet eyes, desperately looking for the Wang family.He had to hide and wanted to seek help from the government, but found that a large number of officials had died yesterday, the yamen was in turmoil, and Wang Youji was also missing; Among them, life and death are still uncertain.For a while, all kinds of information came in one after another, and it was difficult to distinguish the authenticity from the false.

He was afraid that Wang Qiao would also be discovered by this group of weird pagans, but there was a flood outside, and the floodplain could not be seen at a glance, so where could he find it?But if he was lucky enough to avoid the flood, then with Wang Qiao's usual temperament, he would definitely return to the city to visit his home.Yu Yuqing took this gamble and waited near the house until Wang Qiao came back.At this moment, he hadn't closed his eyes for almost two days and nights, hanging on with one breath, and the situation was so tense that he didn't dare to relax for a moment.So seeing that the young master was fine, he felt relieved, and fell asleep immediately.

Wang Qiao hugged his warm body, looked at his face with deep eye circles, tired and gloomy complexion, he was not an admirable Mr. Pian Pianjia, he couldn't bear to mess up even a strand of hair, and he only took care of his hair every day. It will take half an hour to tuft the hair.When they were young, they were childhood sweethearts, and Wang Qiao often laughed at him for being a girl; when he grew up, he realized that he had a different feeling for him, so he unknowingly found various reasons to buy exquisite braided hair ropes, jade tubes, and shell buttons. Wait for the exquisite hair accessories to give him.Just watching him put it on carefully, holding a strand of black hair at the end of his hair, I also feel as comfortable as ironing it in my heart.

Now, that lock of long hair is held in the palm of his hand, but it has lost its usual moistness and smoothness, is haggard and messy, covered with mud, and then dried and caked by the sun.He just felt empty in his head, looking up at the swaying shadow of the dirty water reflected by the scorching sun on the floor, just like the huge haze that covered his heart that he didn't want to look at, but now it was projected into a shadow in that light A spot, baring its teeth and claws at him from a distance.

Wang Qiao was afraid of the spot, so he didn't dare to look at it. He hurriedly lowered his head, grabbed a handkerchief, dipped it in water, and wiped the dirt off Yu Yuqing's hair.When he was about to untie the buttons of his hair, he found that the small tube of gold and jade Langdang locks that he tied his hair with was the one he gave Yu Yuqing at first. In it was engraved the poem "I am not worthy of the king, and the blue bird shows the loyalty".At that time, I was full of joy and anxiety, hiding my head and thinking, just for one person; now, looking at it, I can see another artistic conception, as if the world is cold and cold, and it is a slap in the face.Although there are people in his royal family who are mediocre, how have they ever felt ashamed of the world and violated chivalry?Even if there is an ancestral grudge, what's the deal with the women and children of the clan, and children with foreign surnames like Yu Yuqing?After all these days, he never dared to think about what he saw that night for a moment, but at this moment, he suddenly remembered that night when the other party asked Wang Zhan who was the most skilled in martial arts in the generation of the Wang family, even if he would come to Yu immediately. Yu Qing's trouble, they must not stay in the city for a long time.

From the point of view of others who are sober, this young master of the direct line of the Wang family is really clear-headed. At this moment, he doesn't think about the life he has recovered, but misses others; but he is indeed not sober.But just thinking about it, he felt the person in his arms exhaling warmly, gently stroking his neck; and the sharp pain in the soles of his feet immediately pierced his whole body like a sharp awl, and he was so painful that he couldn't breathe out.All kinds of emotions, like last night's tide, rushed to my heart together; bitterness, hatred, anger, resentment, madness, all kinds of emotions, submerged in one place and turned into a torrent of muddy water, until now it broke out of the wall, and the empowerment went straight down .