Senior sister said that she would not marry me unless she wanted to

The year Du Chanjuan went down the mountain, Liaodong was not peaceful.

Although this place is bordered by foreign barbarians, it is frozen for more than half of the twelve months of the year, and the folk customs are tough, etc., there are not many peaceful times, but that year was particularly chaotic.

First, the Hu people outside the Great Wall suffered from the white hair disaster, so they flocked in. In Liaodong City, there were at least ten or twenty cases of Hu-Han disputes every day; the people outside Liaodong City suffered even more. Fortunately, at least there are guards patrolling the city to help take care of it; but if it is a little farther away from the city, it is not so far away from the emperor, whoever has a big fist will listen to him?

In addition, this year, God seems to be determined to oppose the Han people. No matter what the harvest is, the harvest is not very good. Seeing that famine has broken out in many places, the refugees began to migrate like locusts. place, I can't wait to eat all the things here.

Many towns were frightened by this posture, and closed their city gates early, not communicating with the outside world, nor accepting any refugees, let alone opening warehouses to release food.In this way, the disaster that originally had five points was suddenly raised to ten points. Seeing that the war between Hu and Han was about to break out——

At this moment, Du Chanjuan came.

When the master of Miaoyin Sect came, among other things, at least the women wherever she went wept with joy, knowing that she was definitely saved:

That is the Miaoyinmen, the Miaoyinmen, which is going to be the master of the world's women since the establishment of the sect!

Other sects keep talking about loyalty in the world, about family, country and society, but how can Shengdou ordinary people understand these things?It's really better to start from a small place and keep the promise from generation to generation. The Miaoyinmen, which has survived to this day, is convincing and admirable.

Sure enough, Du Chanjuan lived up to expectations, and whenever she went, she changed her face and secretly investigated; after finding out the real situation, she asked the local Miaoyinmen sub-helm to add more manpower to pick up all the women who needed help and were willing to go with her go out.

This should have been a happy event for everyone, but after all, it still made some people unhappy.But this is indeed the truth when I think about it, where is there anything perfect in the world?

Most of these women whose identities are too low, and who are even bought and sold by their families as goods like cattle and horses, have probably lost hope in the so-called "home". I'm afraid it's not enough, so why care about other things?

It is precisely because their status is too low, and because they are women, so in Liaodong, all they do is rough work:

Before dawn, the rooster has to get up and work without crowing. At night, you can’t see your fingers before you can sleep for a while. Day after day, year after year, but what you can get in the end is just a few big money "Only this little money will be robbed by the so-called husband's family, and it will be used to buy wine for these unsuccessful men to soothe their sorrows. Who can bear it?"

But from the perspective of those men, who would be willing to leave with such free labor that can make money without spending a penny?From the point of view of those rich and unkind businessmen, who is willing to let so many laborers who can be squeezed and exploited to the maximum leave?

So on the day when Du Chanjuan was about to leave Liaodong, countless people gathered together, clamoring for Du Chanjuan to return the person she took away. In their words——

"We're all married, why do we still think about running away every day? Did we treat her badly or something? Look at the people around you, who didn't come here like this?"

"That's right, if you ask her to do some work, you pretend to be too tired to bear. Who will you show? It has been the last word since ancient times, why do you take it away—"

The man couldn't finish his sentence.

Because Du Chanjuan made a move.

Back then, Du Chanjuan had just left the mountain, and she hadn't had time to make a name for herself in the rivers and lakes other than the title of "Miaoyin Sect Master".Everyone only knows that she must be very skilled, otherwise she would not stand out among the disciples of the Miaoyin Sect and become the current master of the Miaoyin Sect.

The previous Master of Miaoyin Sect was never married, and when he passed away, he left no offspring—none in any sense, not even a direct disciple or adopted daughter.Therefore, Du Chanjuan's young sect master and sect master's positions were achieved by killing all the people who were pressing on her and winning with martial arts.

But what about her skills?no one knows.

It's just that after today, Bai Xiaosheng will have another name on the list of heroes of the world.

The mob became more and more excited, and wanted to use their superior numbers to coerce Du Chanjuan to bow her head. After all, the rivers and lakes were too far away for most people.Only a small group of people shuddered at Du Chanjuan's expression like a spring breeze, and suddenly had a bad premonition in their hearts, and the sultry-faced big man at the head yelled the loudest When it was time, he quietly withdrew and retreated out of the crowd.

This may be the most sensible decision they can make in their lives.

Because at the next moment, a cloth frame next to it that hadn't had time to be dyed was finally collapsed by the crowd!

The heavy wood and countless pieces of cloth were thrown down at high speed; a bunch of big men scattered one after another when they saw that the situation was not good, and no one noticed that there was clearly a dirty little girl standing under the shelf. ;Even if they noticed, they only cared about running for their own lives, and had no intention of reaching out to save her.

The little girl looked at the shadow that was getting closer and closer to her, her eyes showed horror, but no matter how she ran, she couldn't get out in time.

Just when she felt that she was about to fall into the embrace of death, Du Chanjuan stretched out her hand, delicately like an antelope's horns, and accurately grasped the end of a falling white silk.

In the next second, she threw the snow-colored long silk straight, and the originally soft fabric was stretched into a straight line by the internal force she poured into it; but the moment it touched the little girl, it seemed like something was alive. Softened like a living thing, wrapped around her waist, and brought her into his arms without any injuries.

At the same time, the other end of the white silk slipped onto the neck of the leader of the mob with incomparable precision, and with a slight movement, the neck of the nine-foot man made a soft "click" sound like cutting a carrot. It broke his neck bone abruptly, and even dragged his corpse, smashing the surrounding group of people upside down; but the little girl who was held in Du Chanjuan's arms could still raise her head in a daze. Come on, looking at Du Chanjuan's delicate face without any fireworks, she was not affected by the countless deaths and injuries in the distance.

When the dust settled, Du Chanjuan's moon-white skirt was not stained at all, and she lightly jumped onto the high platform.

The end of the white silk she held in her hand was still stained with a little blood, and she still looked so good-looking when she laughed. Severing someone's neck bone was like cutting willows in the spring breeze, and people were talking and laughing happily when they were murdered and spattered with blood:

"You are not worthy."

Who here has not seen the murder scene?Those who can gather together to make trouble in front of the master of Miaoyinmen are either really fools and bold; The servants, just a dead person, can't scare them at all.

——But it’s a bit scary to strangle someone’s neck with the most common and softest silk and satin, and still smile so nicely like a normal person.

In the suffocating silence, Du Chanjuan put the little girl in her arms on the ground.

Du Chanjuan, who was dressed in a moon-white shirt and had long hair tied high into a snake bun, bent down, stretched out her hand to the dirty little girl with tears in her eyes, and said with a smile:

"Would you like to come to my Miaoyin Sect? I am Du Chanjuan, the master of Miaoyin Sect."

"If you want, shake hands with me. From then on, you will be the protector of spring in my Miaoyinmen, protecting you from food and clothing, and never having to suffer such pain again."

As soon as these words came out, everyone was in an uproar:

Who doesn't know that Miaoyinmen holds a treasure map in his hand?Just seeing that they have been able to help women all over the world for so many years, there are endless people who go to Wangyou Mountain, and they can spy on one or two; plus the people on the whole mountain, their own daily expenses must not be less, But the master of the Miaoyinmen has been passed down for several generations, and there is no sign of dilapidation at all!

If this little girl really held Du Chanjuan's hand...it would not be an exaggeration to say that she would reach the sky in one step, this might be the most cost-effective, easiest and most enticing business in the world!

She can receive the best education, and like Du Chanjuan, her food and clothing are top-notch; even after she becomes the Spring Protector of Miaoyinmen, in the whole Miaoyinmen, she is only next to Du Chanjuan Next, all disciples and Dharma protectors must obey her orders.

She can even get in touch with the most exquisite and unparalleled martial arts in the world. In this increasingly chaotic world, it is still up to the ability to speak, and whoever is good can listen to whoever is good; She who was once just a dirty little girl does what she asks?

At least for the mob present who could have abandoned her, Queen Rui was nothing more than a bunch of talking ants in front of her. She wanted these people to live, and they could survive; If they die, they will all die without a whole body!

And all of this, as long as the little girl stretches out her hand at this moment, she can fully obtain it.

Why doesn't this make people greedy?

But for some reason, she didn't reach out her hand immediately, but looked at Du Chanjuan, and whispered:

"...But I don't have a name."

If you don't have a name, you are a poor person, and you are the lowest bottom class, so you are not enough to convince the public.

"It's just a name, it's nothing." Du Chanjuan's voice was neither high nor low, and even clearer under the blessing of inner strength, it went straight to the bottom of everyone's heart:

"Borrowed Shandong Yanshui Village, and bought Fengcheng Spring. I don't care what your identity was before, but from now on, you will be called 'Fengchengchun', and you will be the spring protector of my Miaoyinmen."

——This is the first meeting between Du Chanjuan and Feng Chengchun.

This first encounter left such a deep impression on Feng Chengchun that many years later, even if Du Chanjuan was no longer there, the only thing left for Feng Chengchun was Du Yunge who knew nothing. When Chun worked hard for the entire Miaoyinmen, as long as she remembered this memory, a slight smile would appear on the corner of her lips.

Right now, Feng Chengchun doesn't know anything about her future destiny, she is watching the lantern with Du Chanjuan.

The weather here in Liaodong is cold, so the hanging lanterns are even more distinctive. Others use paper and silk lanterns, and then light some colors, and then skillfully cut paper to make them into various vivid shapes. Pour into molds.

It's freezing cold, once it's frozen and molded, it will be a crystal clear and lifelike ice lantern; if you light a candle inside, it will be really radiant and shining. .

Although the world is not very good this year, the festivals that should be celebrated must continue to be celebrated.Feng Chengchun is also a native of Liaodong, and is most familiar with this place, so he simply became Du Chanjuan's guide and took her around.

Du Chanjuan walked slowly in front of a long line of lanterns, looking at each lantern seriously, but dismissed those brighter and more delicate ice lanterns on the other side, even though the lanterns here were completely inferior in workmanship. Those who didn't go to the Jiangnan side just looked at them seriously and said with a smile: "The lanterns are so beautiful."

"I haven't seen it before." Feng Chengchun pursed his lips and smiled, not at all the aggressiveness of the girls in Liaodong.She motioned Du Chanjuan to look at the dark alley beside her, and sure enough there were quite a few children in ragged clothes sneaking around there:

"I used to watch it all the time."

Du Chanjuan noticed Feng Chengchun's unfinished words, and said with a smile: "If I come a little later, you will still keep an eye on me, this fat sheep?"

Feng Chengchun smiled lightly: "If Chanjuan comes late, I will die."

She already speaks Mandarin very well, and she only has a slight Liaodong accent in very subtle places.Du Chanjuan also knew how hard this little girl had worked so hard to be worthy of this name, so she waved her hand, called the stall owner over, and asked:

"Which one is the most expensive lantern here? Show me."

When the stall owner saw the clothes of the two men, he knew that they were definitely rich people, so he immediately put on all his energy, climbed up and down, and took down a phoenix lantern from a high place, as if offering a treasure. He held it up and said:

"This phoenix lantern only costs two renminbi, girl. Look at the tail feathers, which are dyed with colorful colors in a serious manner; and the feathers, which are pasted on by the most skillful lady. Then I used a needle to draw out the small rough edges. It’s so exquisitely done, and it’s really not a loss if it costs two silver coins!”

Before Du Chanjuan could say anything, Feng Chengchun tugged on Du Chanjuan's cuff and whispered, "...it's too expensive, forget it."

"How can it be considered expensive?" Du Chanjuan smiled, without saying a word, she took out two coins from the purse she was carrying, and then handed the phoenix lantern to Feng Chengchun, and said with a smile:

"Not to mention anything else from Miaoyinmen, this little gadget can still afford you. It just so happens that your name also has the word 'phoenix' in it. So, you and this lantern are perfectly suitable."

"If you feel that you won't get rewarded for nothing, and feel sorry for it, then after you go back to Wangyou Mountain with me, why don't you give me some more work?"

Feng Chengchun vaguely felt that this was not the case. After all, Du Chanjuan had saved her life first, and she should have done things for her. She said this just to let herself accept the lantern with peace of mind, right?

But Du Chanjuan was honest and had a nice smile.

She was wearing a moon-white long dress and her long hair was pulled up high. At first glance, she had an aura that was cooler than the ice lamps around her.When such a deserted person smiles at you, holds your hand and speaks softly, you will suddenly have an illusion:

You could die for this person, for her smile.

Accidentally, Feng Chengchun nodded and said, yes.

——Between talking and laughing, a word becomes a prophecy.

At that time, no one thought about the future.

No one would have imagined that being able to fight on the water at night with a long sword in hand and recapture the valuable brocade tribute from water thieves; Du Chanjuan, who each has its own merits and can even be said to be the four most outstanding Dharma protectors in the history of Miaoyinmen, will die.

People don't want to believe Du Baoqin's death because she is too perfect, like a fairy, and it is impossible for a fairy to die; while Du Chanjuan is too cold and indifferent, even if what she is doing is giving others Things like Enhui always make people feel like "it's like the moon and can't be done".

How can the bright moon be broken?It is clear that there are only ups and downs, only ups and downs.Haven't you heard the ancients say, "I hope that people will live a long time, and we will share the joys and joys of thousands of miles"?

But Du Chanjuan finally died.

When she was in labor, the scene was really not very good.Feng Chengchun was originally waiting outside with Qiu Yueman and Yun Anxue, and only Xia Yeshuang, who was born in the Xinglin family, could go in to help without causing trouble; The heart became higher and higher, and I always felt that something bad was about to happen.

After finally waiting for a baby to cry in the delivery room, Qiu Yueman and Yun Anxue heaved a sigh of relief on the spot, thinking that with Xia Yeshuang around and the baby came out, Du Chanjuan would be fine; but only Feng Chengchun Still didn't dare to let it out, as expected, Xia Yeshuang pushed the door out, covered in blood, the moment she saw Feng Chengchun, her eye circles turned red, and he hissed:

"Sister Chun... the sect master is dead."

"She is bleeding too much, and her internal strength has gone wrong again, which is what happened today. Go in and have a look, she just wants to see you."

In an instant, Feng Chengchun felt that the sky was spinning, that his heart was breaking, and that...

It turns out that being alive is such a boring thing.

After she walked into the delivery room, she was met with a dizzying smell of blood.Du Chanjuan, whose face was as pale as paper, was lying on the bed. When she saw Feng Chengchun, her eyes lit up for a moment—for a short moment, and then she lost even the last bit of energy. She waved her hand and let Feng Chengchun He approached his bed and said with a smile:

"Ah Chun, you're here."

After Feng Chengchun heard this, he felt a severe pain in his heart. He couldn't recover for a long time, so he could only reluctantly comfort him: "Master... the master of the sect is at the peak of his age, why bother to say that. I let Xia Mei Prescribe medicine, no matter what treasures are in heaven and earth, as long as they can be used, use them all."

"I heard that there is a holy fire decree in the Great Brightness of the Western Regions. It is made of thousand-year-old cold iron mixed with chalcedony and various treasures of heaven and earth. The life of a person with a severed heart vein can also be suspended! Qiumei Qinggong is good, and I will arrange all the sub-rudders of the Miaoyinmen along the way to take care of it, and I will be able to make a round trip within a few days; Sending internal energy to you every day, you will definitely be able to snatch people from the hands of King Yan!"

Du Chanjuan smiled slightly, and praised: "You have read so many books, you are amazing, Ah Chun."

She stretched out her hand and grabbed Feng Chengchun's sleeve.

The strength of the dying person was very small, Feng Chengchun could break away from Du Chanjuan's hand with just a slight movement, but she froze in place as if someone had tapped her big hole, not daring to move at all. , and finally cautiously possessed himself, half kneeling in front of Du Chanjuan's bed.

Du Chanjuan rested for a while before she could finish the rest:

"But it's not me who lives like that, Ah Chun."

"Living like that is just a skin that pants, opens eyes, nods and shakes its head. That's not me, I don't want that."

Her eyesight has begun to gradually fade away, those eyes that once seemed to contain the brilliance of the bright moon in the sky are dimming little by little, but she is speaking more and more vigorously, and it is obvious that she looks like she is returning to the light:

"...I've had a hard time all my life, Ah Chun."

"Back then, the old sect master didn't leave any blood. I started as a young disciple at the bottom, and finally fought my way to this position."

"During the competition that year, there were twenty people left on the stage at the end. Except for me, all of them were proud disciples of the four Dharma protectors. No one thought that I would make it to the end."

"As soon as the whistle sounded, a total of nineteen swords glowing with cold light came straight to me! Everyone thought I was the weakest one, so they all thought in unison, let's kill the weakest one first. If the guy keeps fighting, the next opponent will be one less."

"Even if everyone reads the teaching of being merciful and reaching the end, but the nineteenth click ends, logically speaking, it is impossible for me to win."

"If I hadn't practiced this inner strength, I would have died a long time ago."

Du Chanjuan pointed to the underside of her pillow, Feng Chengchun stretched out his hand to fish it out, and sure enough, he found a thin booklet with three characters written on the cover in lower script with hairpin flowers:

"The Tale of Breaking Love".

"It is said that this is a good thing copied from the palace by the head of the Du Baoqin sect back then. I practiced it and tried it, and it is really useful. As long as you don't move your emotions and think about it, you can play in the world forever, and everything will be fine."

Du Chanjuan was lying on the bed with half-closed eyes, struggling to speak:

"You take this and burn it, and you must never let it pass on. Apart from you and me, no third person can know its existence."

"It's not a good thing to injure one thousand enemies and self-injury, and to injure others and yourself."

Feng Chengchun suddenly felt great grief.

She finally understood why everyone said that no matter how good-looking Du Chanjuan was, no matter how gentle and amiable, she would always feel a little like the bright moon high above the sky; and finally understood why Du Chanjuan obviously didn't like He Mo, But still willing to live together with him:

It is precisely because she doesn't like He Mo that she can keep a chance of survival.

Feng Chengchun felt as if something was stuck in her throat, and all the words she wanted to say were stuck in her lips, unable to speak or swallow, so she could only calm down and asked reluctantly:

"What if the little sect master asks...?"

"Ah Chun is so stupid." Du Chanjuan laughed and poked Feng Chengchun on the head.The force was very light, but it made Feng Chengchun feel that the place where the two skins touched was instantly scalding as if there was a fire burning, and it seemed that there was a piece of ice that could not be melted even after tens of millions of years. Here it fell straight to her heart:

"Just say you don't know."

What else could Feng Chengchun say?

She took the booklet to the bedside on the spot, took charcoal from the small stove where the medicine was boiled, and burned "The Jue of Severing Love" completely in front of Du Chanjuan.The cold wind passed by the window, and the ashes of paper were flying, as if Du Chanjuan had burned the road money ahead of time.

After Feng Chengchun came back, she sat in front of the sickbed of Du Chanjuan, whose skinny wrist had only a handful of bones left, and silently pulled her cold hand to her face, as if this could make her feel better. It was as if the temperature of a living person like her was transmitted to this dying person.

Nung, moon and new moon.

But since there is no one who can last for a long time-she didn't even say it, so why come here to share the beauty?

"You child, don't do anything stupid."

Ever since the day Du Chanjuan picked up Feng Chengchun, she felt that this girl was really easy to understand, her thoughts were written all over her face.It can even be said that when Feng Chengchun frowned, she knew what her most reliable guardian was thinking, so she cheered up and warned Feng Chengchun:

"Don't make any idea of ​​following me."

"Come on, let me, the head of the four great protectors of Miaoyin Sect, the protector of Chun, Feng Chengchun obey orders."

"Yes." Feng Chengchun knelt down on one knee, weeping uncontrollably: "Please, sect master... order.

Du Chanjuan closed her eyes, and said softly, "Live to 90 years old before you come down to see me, there is no upper limit."

"There are many spies from other sects in the door, as well as people who still have contacts with the mountain secretly. I have recorded them in the handbook. If you open my bedside cabinet, you can see everything."

"Some of these people were deliberately put in by me to make an example to other people in the future, and some were people who have mixed in since the time of the old sect master. They are intertwined. If I don't want to cool everyone's hearts, it will be really difficult to deal with it for a while. "

"But I'm going to die right now, do you understand, Ah Chun?"

Feng Chengchun closed his eyes, bent down, and bowed deeply, no matter how much he forbeared, the sobs in his voice could not be hidden after all:

"I will... definitely take this opportunity to make a big fuss so that Yun Ge can enjoy a lifetime of peace."

"That's good." Du Chanjuan finally let out a long sigh of relief:

"Okay, I have nothing to say. You go and call the rest of the people in. Just say that I haven't had time to say anything, and that's it. Let everyone come and see one last time."

——This is the most bloody truth behind the lie that "Du Chanjuan left in a hurry and did not leave any last words" that everyone will know in the future.

Feng Chengchun had always listened to Du Chanjuan very much, so she carried out Du Chanjuan's last order very well.

As soon as Du Chanjuan breathed her last, Feng Chengchun blocked the Miaoyin Gate with thunder.The orphan girl who was picked up from the Great/Famine/Famine in Liaodong in the past has finally become the real guardian of Miaoyinmenchun and the head of the four major guardians; it is also this time that she has shown more than Du Chanjuan. The ruthless means are shocking, and everyone bows their heads and ears:

Du Chanjuan breathed her last moment.

At the second quarter of Mao, inside and outside Miaoyin Gate, all the roads with the outside world were blocked, and everyone was trapped on Wangyou Mountain.In an instant, Wangyou Mountain turned into a lonely mountain like an iron barrel, forcing everyone to stay on the mountain.

At three o'clock, all the people who were still asleep were hurriedly woken up and rushed to Qijue Peak.

Those innocent people are full of confusion and feel confused; but those who violate the sect rules feel guilty, but when they look outside, they are guarded by all the confidantes of the Dharma protectors, even those with wings. It is also difficult to fly, so I can only bite the bullet and get up and get dressed, and rush to Qijue Peak with everyone.

After reaching the Qijue Peak, they realized that there was nothing here, only four guardians. Feng Chengchun, the leader, was holding a brand new spirit tablet in his hand. handwritten by:

Du Chanjuan, the master of Miaoyin Sect.

Feng Chengchun nodded slightly, and Yun Anxue flew out, holding a woman's bun in one hand, and threw the person out, smashing her onto a nearby stone.The woman cried out in pain, before she had time to say anything else to defend herself, she heard Feng Chengchun sternly shout:

"You are a spy sent by the Liao Gang of the Yellow River. You have been lurking in my Miaoyin Gate for nearly five years, passing information down the mountain every year. In June of this year, the pigeon you released was intercepted by the gate owner—this is your handwriting, Do you recognize it?!"

"So what if I recognize it?!" The woman knew that she couldn't escape, so she hardened her heart, thinking that Miaoyinmen is a well-known sect anyway, and it would be impossible to do anything to me for the sake of face, she said stubbornly:

"The law does not blame the public, there are still many people like me!"

"Since it is the law, of course everyone must be held accountable." Feng Chengchun sneered and said:

"The sect master's martial arts are so strong, why did he lose his true energy just because of a mere childbirth, and die young? You villains must have caused trouble in it!"

"All the spies at the outer door will be hung with ropes, their limbs will be cut off, and they will be left to dry on Qijue Peak, and they will come back ten days later to collect your corpses; those who pass things down the mountain on Wangyou Mountain will all go out of the house without leaving their homes overnight. Just leave without escort, life or death depends entirely on luck!" Feng Chengchun sternly said:

"Today, I really want to settle accounts with you guys who eat inside and outside in front of the sect master's spirit——Mei Yun, do it!"

"Next!"

That night, on Qijue Peak and the mountain road down the mountain, the sound of wailing never stopped.The land that no one has set foot in for several years is soaked in the blood of severed limbs overnight. Countless ropes are hung straight from Qijue Peak into the cliff. The screams of people colliding.

Since that night, Miaoyinmenchun protector Fengchengchun has accumulated a lot of power, but throughout his life, he has never made such a move, and only devoted himself to raising the little doormaster Du Yunge.She will personally intervene in matters big and small in Miaoyinmen, without showing the fierce and crazy appearance of the night before, every day she takes Xiao Yunge, who is still a fan, to the meeting hall to read the account books and intelligence, Everything can be smoothed out with a single grasp of face.

Until then, those people who wanted to take advantage of the fact that Du Chanjuan passed away and the new sect master couldn't even speak a word realized that it was not "Achun", but the protector of Miaoyin's sect, Fengcheng. spring!

Later, there was another "martial madman" Xue Shuyan in the Miaoyin Sect, and Du Yunge also got the Nine Heavens Ring Pendant by chance, and learned the magic voice of the heavenly demon; Hejiazhuang was destroyed, and Qiuyueman committed suicide.All in all, the burden on Feng Chengchun's shoulders can finally be slowly unloaded, and she even began to enjoy herself learning Du Chanjuan's drawing and reading every day; every year on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month, she would hang a lantern outside the door of Miaoyinmen .

Afterwards, nothing major happened. Perhaps for Feng Chengchun, the biggest event in her life had already come to an end with great fanfare in the first half of her life.

When Du Yunge and Xue Shuyan have both retreated and traveled around the world, when Du Wan and Yun Yishui have taken over the burden, when Miaoyinmen has become the undisputed No. [-] martial arts school, Fengchengchun has also become She became an old woman full of spirit, but she still insisted on practicing luck every day, and she was extremely energetic.

The bit of mandala poison she had suffered in the past has been recuperated long ago, and she can still go around the mountain of Miaoyinmen every day under the admiring eyes of a group of Miaoyinmen disciples, and when she comes back from morning exercises, she will worry about helping Du Wan Arranging the marriage with Yun Yishui.

The people in Miaoyinmen have changed again.They were all little girls who grew up listening to the legends of Du Yunge's generation, and they respected Feng Chengchun, a figure who looked like a veteran of the three dynasties, from the bottom of their hearts.Even if she has resigned from office and is no longer a spring protector, everyone will salute her respectfully when they see her; even if they talk about her casually behind her back, they are full of admiration and admiration:

"This is really a model of longevity."

"It is said that a life of seventy is rare, how did she do it?"

Du Wan is not a curious girl, but Yun Yishui is.The temperaments of these two rookies of Miaoyinmen and their adoptive mother and master are completely reversed. Once when Yun Yishui asked her, Feng Chengchun was startled for a moment, then smiled slowly, and replied:

"Because an old friend told me to do so."

She is very old.The appearance of that bright woman in the past finally completely disappeared from this old face, but when she mentioned that "old friend", there was still a trace of a star in her eyes, which was so bright Almost dare not look directly.

At that moment, she was the bright and charming Feng Chengchun again, the protector of Chun who had worked hard for Miaoyinmen for so many years despite not knowing martial arts, and was called "Achun" over and over again:

"For decades, I have kept it in my heart, and I dare not forget it for a moment."

Later, Yun Anxue disappeared, and the only Feng Chengchun who knew no martial arts was actually the longest-lived person among all the people who got together because of Du Chanjuan.

However, except for Qiuyue Man, everyone died peacefully and without any illness, which can be described as quite satisfactory.

Yun Anxue pulled Feng Chengchun to the couch, sighed, and said, "Sister Chun, before Sect Master Chanjuan left, she actually left me such a thing. He said that I would give it to you when I was dying, and wait for you." Open it when it’s about to die.”

"On the day of Yun Ge's wedding, I saw that you were not feeling well, so I wanted to give it to you at that time."

"I said you didn't look right that day, no matter how you look at it." Feng Chengchun smiled: "You have not been polite to me for so many years, and you suddenly offered me a glass of wine, which really impressed me, sister Yun .”

Trembling, Yun Anxue took out a small box from under the pillow, and handed it to Feng Chengchun:

"But I thought, if I really gave this thing to you early... I'm afraid you will have nothing to hope for right away."

Feng Chengchun thought, could it be that there is something else that Chanjuan hasn't explained clearly?He opened the box in front of Yun Anxue, never expecting that when he opened it, what caught his eyes was the glitter of pearls:

A pair of fine South Sea pearls were placed in the wooden box, made into earrings that were popular decades ago.

On one side is engraved with "Han Jun's pearl with double tears", and on the other side is engraved with "I hate to meet when we are not married".

Feng Chengchun stood there in a daze, and she suddenly remembered the "The Art of Severing Love" that she burned at the window many years ago.

Back then, she thought that Du Chanjuan's anger was off because she had a daughter; caring for children seemed to be an inseparable instinct in the hearts of all parents, so she didn't think about it at all.

Until now, she finally felt like being struck by five thunders, finally realized the truth, and finally burst into tears.But what was the reason, she didn't know, and she didn't want to get to the bottom of it.

——I only hope that the king's heart is like my heart, and I will definitely live up to my lovesickness.

Later, Feng Chengchun, the former protector of Miaoyinmen, died of no illness at the age of 93.

Everyone said that in her whole life, she was a girl who climbed up from the lowest level in Liaodong, was raised by Du Chanjuan, and assisted Du Yunge, the daughter of Du Chanjuan, a master of heavenly magic, Du Yunge,