Originally with the clouds.

These three words fell like thunder in Kumei's ears.

She had also come forward to defend the young owner of Wuzheng Villa because of the slander of others, who would have thought that she would meet him not long after.

If she was skeptical when he first admitted that she couldn't see with his eyes, now when she heard his brief self-introduction, she chose to believe it without hesitation.

Just because she knows that there are not many people in this world who dare to pretend to be someone else, while swaggering in the house of the disguised, and calmly entertain guests for him. If the home of the pretender is called Wuzheng Villa, it is not a question of daring or not at all, but a question of whether to die.

However, it was precisely because she knew that the other party was not telling a lie that she was shocked. If he hadn't taken the initiative to admit that he was Yuan Suiyun, she would never have imagined that the other party was the little-known former young owner. Everyone in the world knows that the original young owner was blind at the age of three, even so, how did he behave like an ordinary person?

She couldn't figure it out.

But he just did it.

No, he wasn't exactly like a normal person, at least because he couldn't see her face, he didn't show all kinds of surprise or rejection like others. There is no difference between beauty and ugliness for him, which is also the most different from ordinary people.

But this kind of abnormal treatment from his expression is just a kind of ordinary treatment in her eyes, a kind of ordinary treatment that ignores her ugly appearance and treats her as an ordinary person.

She knew she should feel sorry for the other party's blind eyes, but any thoughts of pity and pity immediately vanished as soon as they came to her mind. For a moment, a strange shiver spread down her spine to her limbs. It was a thought that was uglier than her ugly appearance, and a glimmer of almost nothingness rose in her heart, glad that the other party could not look at her.

She calmed down and nodded, "It turned out to be the young owner, and it was really a young hero." ”

Qiao Heng: "The teacher is too awarded." ”

Kumei: "I'm just telling the truth. ”

Qiao Heng didn't go down politely, just smiled, and accepted the other party's praise a little unceremoniously.

Another breeze rose, the branches hung their heads one after another, and a few flying leaves swept across Qiao Heng's clothes again. He flicked his coat disappreciatively. On closer inspection, the depths of his eyes were as if nothing was there from beginning to end.

He just said modestly: "I have to see Mrs. Shi today, and I know what it means to be the same." ”

"I don't know, Mrs. Shi is the same?"

......

The fate between people is sometimes so peculiar, people who get along day and night may not be able to talk about it, and two people who only have one side of the relationship may not be able to become close friends.

At least that's the case with Qiao Heng and Kumei.

Yuan Dongyuan didn't say much after learning about this. Maybe when he just learned that his parents and children had made friends with a visiting guest, he was a little worried about whether someone was bullying him for blindness and deliberately designed to make friends, but when he knew that this person was the current head of Huashan, Kumei, he completely put his mind at ease and no longer paid attention to this matter. No one in the rivers and lakes knows that Master Kumei is too strong-tempered, so what does he have to worry about.

He had never interfered too much in these harmless matters.

Yuan Dongyuan sighed a little, and only hoped that Suiyun could make more friends.

It's still the same old saying, he sees it too clearly. His son seems to be able to talk to anyone, and he doesn't exclude talking to anyone, whether the other party is rich or poor, but he knows that none of these people can be really taken to heart by Suiyun.

But he didn't know how to persuade Suiyun that he had done well enough, what else could he ask for.

Now that he can take the initiative to make friends with people, Yuan Dongyuan is really happy in his heart.

If a person is always alone, he is to blame the poor.

......

Time flies, and four years have passed.

A spring rain and a warm, an autumn rain and a cold, and now it is the end of the autumn and winter of the year.

There had just been a light rain last night, and the chill had gathered in the air and would not go away.

The young man who used to be a little immature in his body shape has now grown up tall and slender, like a green bamboo, showing greenery. Qiao Heng held a fishing rod and sat quietly on a small boat, with a bamboo hat placed next to his ankle, and a small fish was buckled upside down in the hat.

Suddenly, a voice came from not far away, "It seems that I am late, so I will make amends to the young owner first." But I saw a figure, with his feet on the water, glimpsing from far to near, and finally stood at the head of the boat.

Qiao Heng was not annoyed by the other party's interest in fishing, he turned his head sideways to follow the sound, and the figure standing at the head of the boat was reflected in his dark eyes, he "looked" at the person who came, and sighed: "The teacher is too difficult to invite." In the past few months, I have invited my wife to go out several times, but my wife has avoided it. ”

Kumei did not mean not to be invited, but in fact, Huashan was busy with affairs and could not get out. She knew that Qiao Heng was just deliberately taking the opportunity to make fun, so she sneered very cooperatively, "You and the daughter of the Jin family, why do you want to get in front of me, an old woman? ”

This daughter of the Jin family is not referring to anyone else, but to the thirty-ninth granddaughter of Mrs. Jin, who is now famous in the rivers and lakes, "Fire Phoenix" Jin Lingzhi.

If you talk about which martial arts family is the most famous in the rivers and lakes, it is naturally the Wuzheng Villa; if you want to ask which martial arts person is the most virtuous and respected, there are few people who can compare with the original East Garden; but if you want to talk about the great power in the rivers and lakes, it must belong to Mrs. Jin of "Wanfu Wanshou Garden".

She was not outstanding in martial arts, but she had nineteen outstanding sons and daughters, and eight outstanding sons-in-law, in addition to many equally excellent grandchildren. These descendants have been able to get out of the court and enter the rivers and lakes, even if they are the only one who has abandoned martial arts and literature, they are now extremely popular, and the rest of them are all people with superb martial arts and famous reputations, and many descendants have started a sect and become the head of a faction.

Jin Lingzhi is the favorite little granddaughter of this amazing Mrs. Jin.

Qiao Heng and Jin Lingzhi stand together, which can be called a match made in heaven.

And such a young lady of the Jin family, whose family background alone is enough to make countless young heroes in the rivers and lakes dream of convincing, in Qiao Heng's opinion, is only worth such a short evaluation: "How can she compare with Shitai." ”

Kumei was really happy now, and she laughed out loud. If there were Huashan disciples here, they would be very surprised. No one in Huashan disciples knows that this head of Huashan has never had such a heartfelt smile in thirty years.

"Honey-bellied sword. She said, "It's ridiculous that so many people have been deceived by this illusion that you have appeared." I have some sympathy for that Miss Jin now, and you can't bully her too much. ”

"I don't know what dirty things I have done, I want to be called a hypocrite by Mrs. Shi, what am I doing to bully her when I have nothing to do? Why did Mrs. Shi suddenly say good things for her. But I think that if Mrs. Shi knew how she arranged you and me behind her back, Mrs. Shi probably wouldn't be biased towards her anymore. ”

At this time, Kumei was a little curious, "Choreography?"

Qiao Heng: "She thinks that there is a relationship/affair between you and me, and she has eaten flying vinegar for a long time for this." When he spoke of this, his tone was cold and flat, as if he saw that the person who was being programmed was not him, but another stranger.

Kumei's face is not anxious or annoyed, she has been in charge of the sect as a woman for decades, there are always people in this world who look down on women, no matter how well she does, there will always be some people who try their best to squeeze and humiliate her for fun. She had heard words ten times and a hundred times worse than this, so how could she be angry because of this.

She just didn't care much and ridiculed: "What the heart thinks and what the eyes see is nothing more than the benevolent seeing the benevolent and the wise seeing the wise." ”

Qiao Heng: "Mrs. Shi's words really won my heart. ”

He put away the fishing rod, and the hook was empty. The two of them talked and laughed like this, even if there was a fish to be baited, I was afraid that they would be scared away.

Kumei: "I never thought that the young owner also likes fishing, but there is a harvest?"

"It's not about love, it's just to pass the time. As for the harvest ......" Qiao Heng chuckled and lifted the hat on the side, meaning uncertainly, "I caught such a small fish in an hour." When the fish in the water saw me, it was as if they had seen something dirty, and they all avoided it. ”

I don't know what kind of fish it is, and it hasn't died since it came out of the water.

Qiao Heng: "I don't know if Mrs. Shi can grill fish? It is also an elegant thing to be able to get the head of Huashan to grill fish by himself." ”

In the past few years of acquaintance with him, Kumei has long seen his ability to support people.

She said: "I thought you were just fishing and playing, and eventually you had to release it, but you opened your mouth to eat." With that, she stepped forward, picked up Qiao Heng's fishing rod, broke the rough fishing rod that she knew was made improvised at a glance, and then used it to plug in the fish. Although she is respected as a teacher, she is not a nun, and she is not afraid to kill, let alone kill fish, even if she is a person, she kills a lot.

Qiao Heng replied: "I am a layman, for me, fishing is naturally for eating, if you don't eat for nothing, you don't eat for nothing, just like silver is earned for spending, if you don't spend it in vain, you don't spend it, and there is no other use." ”

The young man's tone was relaxed and generous. But Kumei, who has been with him for a long time, can detect the ruthlessness and indifference that are faintly revealed.

She wasn't surprised. In the eyes of others, a gentleman and humble person like the original young owner should be as noble as the moon, and generous and benevolent as the vast sea, but Kumei knows that this qiē is just an illusion.

He is by no means the kind of person who is so compassionate and kind that he can't bear to step on ants and is unwilling to kill, nor is he the kind of person who is as pure and pure as a stream. She knew that his fingers were already stained with blood.

He was as snow on the top of a mountain as everyone had seen, but the snow was red.

This strange beauty is enough to impress anyone.

Although she used to laugh at the fact that most people in the world were deceived by his appearance, she knew that if someone really spied on his true face, she would only become more and more unable to extricate herself, until she was completely attracted to him, and it was difficult to get out.

It's just that no matter how beautiful the mountain snow is, it will pass away quietly in the spring of March.

There are many crises in this world, and even kung fu players who have been famous for many years may die in unknown places due to some unexpected reasons.

She knew that he behaved like an ordinary person, but blindness would eventually bring him a lot of inconvenience. She also knows that he is strong in martial arts, but there are people outside the world, and there are heavens outside the sky. How can you often walk by the river without getting your shoes wet, who can guarantee that you are not hitting geese but are pecked by geese, and the old horse loses its front hooves one day.

Kumei's voice was still so hoarse, and she said, "Would you like to learn from my Huashan School's 'Qingfeng Thirteen Styles'?"

"Huashan" and "Emei", "Wudang", "Diancang", "Kunlun", "Nanhai" and "Shaolin" are listed as the seven major schools of rivers and lakes. Although the seven major schools take Wudang and Shaolin as the heads of the seven major schools, they actually have their own strengths.

And this "Qingfeng Thirteen Styles" is the swordsmanship of the Huashan School, which pays attention to a "seems to be nothing, seems to be real and virtual, and seems to have not changed", which is much more clever than the Kunlun School's foundation "Flying Dragon Dajiu Style". If anyone dares to spread it privately, Kumei, who is the head of Huashan, must clean up the portal with his own hands.

Literally, Kumei's words just now sounded like a joke between friends, but her tone didn't look like a joke at all. It's hard to believe that the person who uttered such forbidden words was none other than the dignified head of Huashan.

Seeing that Qiao Heng didn't answer immediately, Kumei didn't know if he didn't hear clearly or didn't understand, so she asked again patiently.

That's a very interesting question.

As the head of a faction, Kumei, now wants to leak the foundation of the faction to an outsider.

She was so bold, but not surprising. If she is not bold, how dare she destroy the strong enemies of Huashan with one enemy and four when she has just entered Huashan for only a few years; if she is not bold, how can she dare to dip her hand in boiling oil to scare off the strong enemy.

Qiao Heng knew that he should refuse this matter politely, but the ghost sent the gods, and he actually smiled and said, "Naturally, I want to." His heart was like water, and he accepted it without burden.

At this time, Kumei didn't bother to grill the fish, so she threw the fish into the water.

In high spirits, she drew her sword from her waist and tossed and turned around the boat. A sword goes, straight like an antelope hanging on its horns, and there is no trace to be found. Qiao Heng couldn't see it, but he could hear it. The sword wind seemed to be hurried and slow, and it continued suddenly. The sword momentum is sometimes as cold as a knife, and in an instant, it turns into a pool of soft water blowing with the wind, clear and wonderful.

He sketched out the "Breeze Thirteen Styles" stroke by stroke in the darkness, and he looked so focused and safe with his eyes closed.

After a long time, he slowly opened his eyes, which was just a habitual action and did not bring him any light.

But these eyes, which were born in the dark, seemed to have a little bright star in them at this time, although they sank into a quiet lake in an instant, full of silence.

He sighed slowly, why didn't he dare to admit that he had coveted the "Breeze Thirteen Style" for a long time......

Although he didn't mean to do so. At first, his feelings about the Thirteen Styles were more of a curiosity, but from the moment he answered Kumei's question in an affirmative tone, it didn't seem to matter what he thought in the first place.

He had obviously sensed that something was wrong, but he still agreed.

Even, from the very beginning, how much of Kumei's act of giving him swordsmanship was caused by his unconscious inducement, and even he couldn't tell.

In this way, Kumei's evaluation of him doesn't seem to be wrong.

The wind was cold and foggy, the water vapor was permeated, and the ethereal and indistinguishable sword qi was mixed in, which made people feel even more cold.

He breathed in the cool and damp air, as if he was silent for a moment, as if he was thinking about something, or maybe he didn't think about anything, but he was empty for a moment.

No one knows what kind of thoughts are in his heart at this time.