Looking for plums under the moon

"Mr. said that your injuries will recover in two days. We will then set off for Pingnan. If we go too late, there may be another accident." Ling Guyue stood up, "You should rest well for these two days."

Shen Luo hesitated and said: "I have completely lost my martial arts... Brother, don't tell anyone, if it gets to the three elders, they will definitely take action."

Ling Guyue said: "You mean that the three elders will attack us?"

Shen Luo nodded, "They have a lot of resentment towards Master, and it will inevitably affect you and me... In the past, they were still afraid of my martial arts, but now it's hard to say."

Ling Guyue nodded, "I understand."

Shen Luo looked up at him, saw his brows were indifferent, took his hand and said in a low voice: "Senior brother... I suddenly don't want to go down the mountain anymore."

"Why?" Ling Guyue smiled and said, "You're in love with your family again?"

Shen Luo looked at him and shook his head slightly.

Ling Guyue glanced at him, and teased: "You didn't like to go out except for practicing martial arts when you were young. When others invited you to compete in martial arts, you always refused them, and even became the head of the sect. You can push it away as long as you can... Are you so willing to stay here? Are you still not tired of looking at the three hundred miles of Qingshan in Pingchuan?"

Shen Luo held his little finger and shook it, "Why would I get tired of watching it, I wish I could stay in Shen Dongxie with my senior brother every day, and not go anywhere."

Seeing that he rarely showed a childlike childishness after growing up, Ling Guyue felt soft in her heart, but she deliberately withdrew her hand, "You take care of your wounds, I'm leaving." After saying that, she turned around and wanted to leave.

Shen Luo asked anxiously, "Where are you going, brother?"

"Go out for a walk." Ling Guyue said without turning her head.

The door was quickly closed, and Shen Luo was the only person left in the room.In the shadow under the black bed curtain, the expression on that face gradually faded.

It was the same ten years ago, he was injured on the bed, and the senior brother ran out, somehow offending Fan Shiyao from Jiaochen Pavilion, causing the wound on the senior brother's wrist to open again...

He clenched his fists, his knuckles creaking.

Will anyone still hang around in front of the senior?

Shen Luo sneered, leaned on the head of the bed and called out: "Qingzhu."

Dressed in white clothes, Qingzhu came to stand beside his bed, "Sect Leader, what are your orders?"

Shen Luo asked lightly: "Is there anyone suspicious in Pingchuan recently?"

Qingzhu bent down and replied: "The influence of the three elders has been wiped out, and there is no suspicious person recently."

Shen Luo's eyes were as cold as a deep pool, making it difficult to see the depth and breadth of them, "What's the matter with that child named Xiao Qiu?" As soon as he finished speaking, a bleak and murderous air immediately attacked Qingzhu.

Qingzhu's legs were weak, and he immediately thought of the child Ling Guyue brought. He asked several juniors to take the child to the hut in the forest, but three days ago, the junior told him that the child was missing up.Reminiscent of Shen Luo's injury, Qing Zhu's forehead was covered with cold sweat, and he lowered his head and said, "Master, forgive me..."

Shen Luo snorted coldly, looking at his hands, the burn marks from the candle wax were still vivid in his mind, "Just in case of accidents, you follow behind senior brother, don't let him find you, and report to me at night."

"Yes..." Qingzhu backed away slowly, leaving the Shenluo room.

"Senior Brother Qingzhu, what did the sect master say?" The disciples gathered around the door, chattering and asking non-stop.

Qingzhu shook her head, "A few days ago, you couldn't bear to watch a child, so I was scolded by the head."

A disciple in white lowered his head and whispered, "I'm sorry, brother, I didn't like that child..."

Seeing that he admitted his mistake, Qingzhu said generously, "It's nothing, just pay attention next time... I still have something to do, you all stand in front of the door and wait for orders from the head."

I only heard the person behind me sigh with emotion: "After all, it's the elder brother, what an extraordinary bearing!"

"That's right, senior brother Qingzhu is the person I respect the most besides the sect master and senior uncle..."

After getting out of the courtyard, Qingzhu let out a long breath of relief, and felt cold sweat dripping down his back.

The pressure exerted on him by the sect leader just now almost forced him to kneel on the spot. Fortunately, he disguised himself well and was not seen by his juniors, so that he would not make a fool of himself in front of them...

It's just that the head of the sect wants to follow Master Ling...

Where will Master Uncle go?Qingzhu thought for a while, and jumped to the height of the bamboo forest.

Facing the setting sun, it was as bright red as fire, surrounded by greenery, and the wind was coming from the screen.He glanced to the south, and started to search for it by stepping on the bamboo tip.

Ling Guyue returned to Shen Dongxie, where it was still as quiet as usual, the bamboo shadows were shaking, and the stream was gurgling, flowing straight to the Luoying Pond not far away.

I remember that red plums were planted all over the pool in the past, and the water in the pool was not frozen all year round.Falling plum blossoms in February are like snow, often covered with a thick layer, and drift down the mountain along the stream, and he picks out the rest so that they will not rot into mud in the pool.

now……

He walked to the edge of Luoying Lake and stayed for a while, only to see pieces of dead leaves floating on the water surface, swaying among the rocks with the water waves, and some sank, already showing withered appearance, and there were no leaves. People pick it up.

It's fine to turn it into mud... Ling Guyue thought that before leaving, he asked the little boy to plant some lotus roots in the pond, but it's not yet the season for lotus leaves to grow.Maybe there is a lot of mud in the pool, and maybe in the coming year, you can see the scene of Han Ou.

I don't know if I will see it again...

Ling Guyue looked up and saw a few white birds standing among the bamboos, their voices were melodious, and they sang a bit of desolate and lonely autumn.

He turned and walked towards the hut

Seeing him coming back, the little boy at the door jumped on him immediately, "Master, you are finally back!"

Ling Guyue pressed his head and pushed him away, pretending to be angry and said: "Where's the bodhi bracelet I gave you?"

The little boy rolled his eyes, flattened his mouth and said, "I lost it..."

Ling Guyue flicked his finger on his head, "I don't want to think about it next time."

The little boy covered his forehead and glanced at him secretly, "I'm sorry master..." Seeing that Ling Guyue didn't continue to get angry, he smiled and flattered him and said, "I haven't seen the master for a long time, the little boy is so worried about the master, I have prepared for the master. Good stuff, please take a look, Master!"

"Oh? What?" Ling Guyue lifted the heavy curtains while walking in, and was relieved to see that Shen Dongxie was still the same as when he left.

The little boy hurriedly took out a bundle from the cabinet, and when he opened it, several thread-bound books were revealed, "Knowing that the master likes to read, little boy specially asked some senior brothers to bring it from the town!"

Ling Guyue took it casually, "You have a heart."

Seeing that he liked it, Xiao Tong immediately became proud, "Xiao Tong knows the master very well!"

Ling Guyue was not in the mood to read those books carefully at this time, but Xiao Tong looked at her expectantly from the side, and casually flipped through the titles of the books.Seeing that the top one was called "Lingnan Landscape", Ling Guyue smiled and said, "It must have been written by an elegant scholar."

He pressed that book to the bottom again, revealing the title of the second book: "Record of Love and Enmity in Life and Death".

Ling Guyue raised her eyebrows slightly, "This is interesting..."

Let's go to the third book, "The Ranger".

Ling Guyue frowned suddenly, not because the title of this book attracted him so much, but because the signature on the book cover was the familiar 'white-headed lamp'...

Seeing him, the little boy seemed displeased, thinking that he didn't like this book, and quickly explained: "Master, boy, I can't read and don't know what kind of book the master likes, so I asked my brother to buy some of the latest ones on the market... If my brother doesn't like……"

"No, I like it very much," Ling Guyue smiled at him, "I will take a good look at it."

Seeing him smiling and groaning, the little boy was as gentle as peach blossoms in a pool of spring water, and nodded in a daze, "Master likes it as long as it is."

Ling Guyue saw the name Baitou Dengke, and immediately thought of Du Wangye's warning, and did not intend to finish reading the rest, so she rewrapped the book and told the little boy, "In a few days, I will go out with the headmaster. On a long trip, these books will be left on the road to read, and you will put them away for me first."

The little boy said "hmm" a few times, then raised his head and asked, "Master...you and the sect master...are you reconciled?"

Thinking of the misunderstandings between the two of them, Ling Guyue sighed, "We have never had a relationship, how can we talk about reconciliation?" After finishing speaking, Youyou walked out, leaving the little boy in the room with his head tilted in his hands, thinking .

Obviously, the head of the sect locked the master in the house before, and the master was unwilling to come back after going down the mountain for so long. Isn't this considered a birthright?The relationship between their brothers and sisters is really incomprehensible...

But at least I don't have to be caught in the middle... Thinking of this, Xiaotong immediately became happy again.

Ling Guyue walked out of Shen Dongxie, hesitated for a moment, and walked straight towards the back mountain.

The cave in the back mountain has been deserted since Shen Luo and Master left the customs, and then for some reason, Master sealed it up himself.

What Shen Luo said in the secret room that day really touched him, if she had stayed in that situation for three years... Ling Guyue only felt dull in her heart, as if she was about to overwhelm him Come.

He frowned tightly, but his steps became more determined.

Near the cave, wild vines and green vines are inextricably entangled, and there is almost no place to stay.

Fortunately, Ling Guyue was carrying the streamer sword, and the moment she drew the sword out of its sheath, Ling Guyue shook her head and smiled secretly: I used it to smash locks that day, and today I cut this weed. If there is a famous sword, I don’t know if it will be a joke I am the master.

After opening a narrow path, Ling Guyue finally saw the entrance of the cave.But the entrance of the cave was piled full of rubble, which blocked it tightly.

Ling Guyue didn't care, concentrated her strength in her palm, and shook a corner of the gravel with one palm, the pile of stones collapsed in an instant, revealing a dark hole.

But at this time, on the top of the forest, a white shadow drifted away after witnessing all this.

"Brother went to the back mountain?" Shen Luo pressed his heart, "Did he go alone?"

Qing Zhu stood aside, "Master Uncle went alone, he has already opened the door of the cave and is about to go in."

Shen Luo thought for a while, "Okay, I'll go there now..."

"Master," Qing Zhu stopped, "The injury on your body..."

"Nothing." Shen Luo raised his hand and said slowly, "You are also tired these few days, go back and get ready for the road, and we will set off for Pingnan the day after tomorrow."

Qing Zhu looked at him in surprise, cupped his hands and said: "Yes!"

Ling Guyue stepped into the cave, only to see the surroundings were pitch black, and she could hardly see her fingers.Turning his head, he found that there was still an oil lamp used for lighting on the stone wall at the entrance of the cave. A thick layer of dust had fallen on the lamp, and the oil inside was also coagulated. I wonder if it can still be used.

Ling Guyue took out the torch in his arms and melted the oil, then touched the scorched wick, and finally lit the oil lamp. The flame flickered in his hand, and the range that could be illuminated was really limited .

Holding the oil lamp that is better than nothing, Ling Guyue walked deep into the cave.

Is this the place to retreat?

The cave is long and winding, and because it has not been ventilated for a long time, it still has a decaying smell.Ling Guyue covered her mouth and nose and walked in for a while, and gradually heard the sound of water ticking.

The younger brother said that there is a frozen lake in the cave, so it must be coming soon.

Ling Guyue walked in quickly, the sound of water droplets in her ears became more and more clear, and was gradually replaced by the sound of running water.

Finally, when a large lake glowing in the dark appeared in front of his eyes, Ling Guyue felt that it was not real...

Although it was late autumn and the mountain was cold, two layers of clothes were enough for martial arts practitioners.And in the depths of this cave, Ling Guyue could feel the chill coming from the frozen lake several feet away.

He shivered and moved closer to the lake.Unexpectedly, he suddenly stepped on a hard object under his feet, almost startling him.

"What?" I didn't encounter any gravel along the way just now, how could there be gravel here?Ling Guyue bent down to inspect it, and saw that it was indeed a stone, but it was not formed naturally, it looked like a round cake, and both sides were polished very smooth.

Ling Guyue felt strange, held it in her hands and weighed it, but unexpectedly found that its surface was not completely flat, and there seemed to be small sunken marks in some places, as if...someone had engraved words on it. ?

Ling Guyue moved the oil lamp to her eyes and looked at the stone carefully, only to see two large characters engraved on the front and back of the stone: life and death.

life and death?These two words appeared on a stone...

It's ridiculous to say that all living things in the world, such as insects that live in the morning and evening, people that live for a hundred years, and ancient trees for thousands of years, are doomed to die. Instead, they are like stones that have no life and will last forever.So life and death does not mean the opposite, where there is life, there is death.Seen in this way, the eternal life pursued by the world seems so absurd.

So, what is the meaning of this stone?Does the owner of the stone want to use it to inquire about his own life?

Ling Guyue's heart skipped a beat, and she subconsciously felt that this thing was much heavier than in his hands, so she hurriedly put it into her arms.Gathering his mind, he held the oil lamp and looked around again.

The firelight inadvertently shone on the stone wall, showing lines of different thicknesses. Some chisel marks were light and barely visible, while some were so heavy that they penetrated three inches into the wall and extended to the ground.

Ling Guyue's face gradually turned pale.

He saw that almost the entire wall of this huge cave was covered with rough lines, and those lines formed hundreds of people.Some of them were laughing, some were running, some were dancing with swords, and some were staring as if they were angry...

There are hundreds of people, but all of them are painted as one person.

Those people only have a few simple strokes, eyebrows, eyes, nose, lips and thin figure...but everyone has a very eye-catching mole at the end of their eyes.

Ling Guyue's throat tightened, at this moment, he suddenly heard footsteps coming from the passage.

"Who?" Ling Guyue held the sword at her waist in front of her body, who would come back here at this time?

In the dim light of the oil lamp, the man slowly walked over.

"Brother, it's me." The man said.

Only then did Ling Guyue put away her sword.

Shen Luo walked up to Ling Guyue and stood side by side with him, "There seems to be no change here."

Ling Guyue looked at him, worried: "Your injury..."

Shen Luo shook his head, "It doesn't hurt anymore," and then looked at him with doubts in his eyes, "Why do you want to come here all of a sudden, brother?"

Ling Guyue said softly: "It's just to see the place where a certain little liar stayed..."

"Little liar?" Shen Luo smiled, held his hand and said, "Then senior brother, have you seen the painting drawn by this little liar?"

Ling Guyue held the oil lamp in one hand and the sword in the other. She had no free hand to break him apart, so she let him lead her and said uncomfortably: "Of course I saw it, but the little liar's drawing skills are really bad. All of them have crooked noses and slanted eyes."

"Really?" Shen Luo leaned close to his ear and whispered, "Then... none of the senior brothers like it?"

Ling Guyue only felt that his voice was surprisingly deep today, and the roots of his ears turned red unconsciously, "No."

"Brother, do you know which one I like best?"

Ling Guyue blinked, "Which one?"

Shen Luo put his arms around his waist, led him to a hidden corner, pointed to the stone wall and said, "Senior brother, look..."

Holding the oil lamp, Ling Guyue carefully looked at the people on the wall.

The man's painting skills still haven't improved, and the face of the man on the stone wall is sloppy, but it can be vaguely seen that his brows and eyes are crooked, as if he is smiling, but his lower teeth are biting his lip lightly, as if he is a little angry.

"What's so special about this?" Ling Guyue asked puzzled.

"Brother, might as well move the oil lamp down..." Shen Luo held his hand and shone the oil lamp down.

After Ling Guyue saw it clearly, she was instantly stunned.

The person on the wall was completely silent, with his hands crossed in front of his chest, obviously in a defensive posture, but deliberately exposed two red cherry blossoms.Matched with the expression on his face, he seemed shy and timid, he wanted to refuse but greeted, and he looked extremely charming.