Looking for plums under the moon

Qingzhu walked back to the stage, and immediately, the eyes from all around rushed towards him along with the small voices of discussion.

"I didn't expect Pingchuan's disciples to be so powerful..."

"That's right, this young man's martial arts are all like this, if Shen Luo makes a move..."

"Shen Luo? It is rumored that he has practiced the Pingchuan mental method to the tenth level. I don't know if it is true."

"That's a realm that even his master hasn't reached! If it's true, looking around the rivers and lakes, I'm afraid no one can fight him..."

"Of course, have you forgotten that one?"

"You mean... Liu Feimo?"

"In recent years, this person has been walking frequently in the rivers and lakes. Not long ago, he challenged the top ten masters in the Central Plains, and none of them was defeated. Many big gambling houses are also betting on which of these two will win the first place in the world, but most of them are overwhelmed. It's all Liu Feimo, and now it's ten for one."

"Liu Feimo can win? I don't think so."

"What? Are you optimistic about Pingchuan?"

"Aside from whether Shen Luo has practiced the Pingchuan mental method to the tenth level, I don't like Liu Feimo alone... The people in their school are all bullying people, it's time to come Give them some color!"

"Shh... Keep your voice down, who doesn't know that those people are extremely vengeful, do you want to cause trouble? Besides... how do you know that Shen Luo is a good stubble? In my opinion, the successors of these famous families are mostly high-minded. Arrogant, who do you look up to? It’s just a piece of shit!”

"When you put it that way, I seem to have seen the arrogance on this young man's face... Oh, by the way, was that sect you fought with him just now?"

"What does it seem to be called... Beiyan League? He came from the Vermilion Bird Terrace. I have never heard of such a sect in Jianghu."

"It's probably a wild fox Zen. Even this kind of opponent has to fight for half a day. It seems that Pingchuan is nothing more than that."

"That's right, let's just watch the show! Don't care about Qiushuichangyuanmen, Pingchuan, just treat him like a dog eats a dog, haha..."

The surrounding voices gradually died down, but the prying eyes still couldn't help sweeping along Qingzhu's body to the people in Pingchuan, some were curious, some revered, and some harbored malicious intentions.

Ling Guyue knows that people's words are scary, but this is not the first time a fledgling boy should enjoy it.He watched Qingzhu walking all the way, gradually clenched his fists, and his face became flushed, not tired, but angry.

Finally, he walked to Shen Luo's side, lowered his head and said, "Master..."

Shen Luo said coldly: "Don't pay attention to them."

Looking at Qingzhu's tense back, Ling Guyue only felt a little distressed, and passed the water bag over, "Is it okay?"

Qingzhu's forehead was still dripping with sweat, and she nodded dejectedly.

After drinking the water, Fang felt a little calmer, and suddenly heard Shen Luo say: "You did a good job."

The voice was neither light nor heavy, as if he was speaking a very ordinary sentence.

Qing Zhu was stunned suddenly, and got up hesitantly, "I... the head teacher is good at teaching..."

The white-clothed disciple behind him was still complaining about Qingzhu, and resisted the scrutiny of the people around him with a hostile attitude. At this moment, they all looked shocked.

The head actually praised the senior brother?

You look at me, I look at you, chirping: "Except for the uncle, the head of the sect never praises anyone!"

"Senior brother is a senior brother. His martial arts are good, and he is favored by the master and the uncle. It seems that we have to learn from the senior brother!"

Some people were discouraged: "But how can we compare with the elder brother!"

Ling Guyue was about to turn her head to comfort them, when she raised her head, she saw a person on the opposite side who was looking lazily at this side, her thin lips parted, as if saying: "We meet again."

I don't know who it was said to.

Ling Guyue looked at the crowd suspiciously, only to see that Shen Luo was staring at the bodhi tree under the stage in a trance, with frost in his eyes, as if he had noticed his gaze, suddenly softened his expression, turned his head and smiled faintly.

Ling Guyue's heart skipped a beat, and she hurriedly looked away.

Looking back, Qingzhu had calmed down, and the white-clothed disciples were laughingly tugging at the hem of his clothes to ask him about the details of the sparring just now, while Lin Jue propped his chin and whispered to Fan Shiyao in a low voice.

Fan Shiyao?

The weather was cold, and because there was always mist when she spoke, the veil was soon wet, and she pulled the veil around her neck in disgust, revealing that gorgeous face.

Ling Guyue heard the rumors about the two, it happened several years ago, but now they meet again, I don't know if Liu Feimo has let go.

Before he could remind him, the abbot of the Buddha Heart Sect walked to the martial arts arena and declared in a loud voice: "Amituofo, today's martial arts is over, please come back three days later, all heroes."

Everyone got up one after another and left the scene with still unfinished thoughts.

In front of the mountain gate, Ling Guyue saw He Susi from a distance.

He was left behind the disciples of the Northern Yan League, and he seemed very lonely in the crowd.The younger junior sisters who were still crying until pear blossoms rained down were surrounded by their classmates and smiled coquettishly, but frequently peeked at the people behind them from the corner of their eyes, a little loneliness hidden under their smiles.

Xiao Qiu said angrily: "Brother He has already achieved such a good record, why do you still bully him?"

Ling Guyue stared at He Suosi's back, thoughtfully said: "Maybe, I heard someone say something bad, and I took my anger on him."

The green bamboo is still like this, so how can it be avoided?Even if he didn't care about it himself, his fellow disciples would surely lose face.

Xiao Qiu asked: "Brother, shall we persuade Brother He to come back and walk with us?"

Ling Guyue shook her head and got on the horse.

Xiao Qiu was puzzled, "Why?"

Ling Guyue said: "We can't help him, and he won't come back, this is his way."

If it was the past, he might have persuaded He Susi to leave those people, but today, he gradually understands the way of survival in this world: the strong will not only be respected and feared by others, but will also be surrounded by gossip .This is the only way for everyone, even if they can hide for a while, it will be difficult to hide for a lifetime.There is no other way but to endure and continue to get stronger.

Shen Luo glanced at him when he heard the words, Ling Guyue also looked back at him, the eyes of the two met, they didn't speak a word, but seemed to understand the words in the other's eyes.

"Brother, it's snowing."

Ling Guyue raised her chin, and a few scattered flakes of snow fell on his face, before they melted, the entire sky was like a plume of falling feathers, and the snow fell all over the sky.

The heavy snow continued for several nights, and after three days, it still did not stop.And the second contest is about to begin.

The day before the opening, Ling Guyue suddenly received a letter. The letter was anonymous, and the sender only said it was for herself.

Going back to the room and opening the envelope, Ling Guyue smiled when she saw the familiar font.

"My nephew Guyue, you believe me when you see him."

It turned out to be Uncle Ge.

"Xiaoluo came to me a few days ago. He said that he had told you the truth. Third Uncle felt ashamed. He left the two of you in danger and fled back to Jinling by himself, so that every night for these years They were all suffering, and I was afraid that something would happen to you. Later, when I asked about your recent situation, I learned that Gu Huasong had disappeared, and you were still fine, so my third uncle was relieved..."

Ling Guyue's smile faded, and it was a lie to say that there was no resentment at all.If Uncle Ge had told them that his master had practiced the Ten Directions Forbidden Technique back then, Shen Luo might not have been able to do it... But things are unpredictable. Uncle Ge also left Pingchuan with a purpose in mind, and he still had an entrustment from his best friend in his hand. It is unreasonable for such a naive child to risk his life for two unrelated children.Besides, if he scares the snake, not only will something happen to him, but he and Shen Luo may also die.

Sighing, he continued to look down, but looking at it, he couldn't laugh at all.

"Apart from the past, Third Uncle has something else to ask you. Have you ever noticed that there is something wrong with Xiao Luo recently? That day he came to Jinling to look for me in the middle of the night. I thought something serious happened, but he asked me about it. A matter between a man and a woman. Although Xiao Luo's temperament has changed a lot since he was a child, and he looks cold, but the third uncle knows that he is very affectionate in his bones. It is only because he has suffered a lot under Gu Huasong's hands in the past few years. He was tortured severely, and the attack was not serious, and no one taught him how to get along with girls, how to restrain his selfish desires, and ended up frightening other girls. I have already taught him a few words, and it is also obvious that he looks lost. I can't bear to blame him anymore, Gu Yue, you are a senior brother, and you are more sensible than him. The third uncle wants you to mention him. In these three thousand worlds, all living beings, thousands of faces, rub shoulders with countless people every day But, how many are there that you might remember? It’s not easy to meet someone you like, and once you miss it, you can only regret it. Third uncle doesn’t want to see him depressed, so he has to ask you. By the way, he has been I like to cling to you, but have I ever told you about it? Have you met that girl already?"

The letter at the fingertips slipped quietly, and Ling Guyue stood in front of the window blankly.

It was snowing goose feathers outside the window, and the thick snow flakes made the branches crumbling, and a corner of his heart seemed to be crumbling too.

It turns out that he went to Jinling those days...

Also, where can he go if he doesn't go to Jinling?Since the moment he came to Pingchuan more than ten years ago, he has no home.The master who taught him martial arts is his enemy, and the senior brothers who grew up together don't want to see him again, and the three senior uncles want to fight against him even more.Pingyi Peak is so high, there are many bamboos and cypresses, but there is not a single person who can be confidant.

Ling Guyue suddenly felt that this world was not as interesting as it was written in the book, happy enmity, life and death, these simple words, only when they fell on her, did she feel that they were unceasingly heavy.

He bent down to pick up the letter, folded it properly and put it in his arms, thought for a while, and finally walked out the door.

The door of Shen Luo's room was closed tightly, and it was quiet inside, and he didn't know if he was there or not.

Ling Guyue knocked on the door knocker, only to hear the person inside ask: "Who is it?"

The voice was hoarse and low, as if he was enduring something.

Ling Guyue frowned, "What's wrong with you?"

The door was quickly opened from the inside, Shen Luo was still dressed in black clothes, his complexion was normal except a little pale, "Brother, why are you here?"

Ling Guyue coughed, "Why, don't you welcome me?"

"No..." Shen Luo hurriedly turned sideways to let him in.

Ling Guyue walked to the side of the bed, vaguely smelled the slightest bitter smell of medicine, and asked, "What is this smell?"

Shen Luo said: "I accidentally spilled some of the calming soup that Qingzhu sent me in the morning."

Ling Guyue didn't suspect him, she turned around and stared at him.

Shen Luo looked away guiltily, "Senior brother came to see me...what's the matter?"

"Come to ask the crime, the account between you and me, it's time to settle it."