Under the dim sky, in the wind and rain.

Chen Jingcang's pace seemed a little slow, and Chen Feizhu, who was following him, did not say anything to urge, but just followed Chen Jingcang step by step step with him very tacitly.

Looking at the nameless mountain gate that was getting closer and closer, Chen Jingcang hesitated a little in his heart, his footsteps slowed down, and after walking for so long, he finally heard a burst of thick bells from the mountain, the bells echoed in this nameless mountain with many fame, as if it was blocked by wind and rain, Chen Jingcang didn't hear it too really, so he stopped to listen.

The left hand holding the long sword shook a little at this time, and the rich and simple bell came, as if with a very strange rhythm, Chen Jingcang only felt that the long sword in his hand was slowly refined by a very condensed force.

Feeling the strange power coming from the long sword, the pace that had been slowed down suddenly accelerated.

Chen Jingcang didn't take a few steps, he saw He Lixing standing not far away, but he didn't say anything, and walked towards the mountain with a close pace, He Lixing just bowed and saluted, and then followed Chen Jingcang to the mountain together.

Everything that can be arranged has been arranged, and the thirty people who were originally going to ambush have also gone to the location where they should go, and He Lixing arranged and inspected on the mountain early in the morning.

In the original three battlefields, more than 1,000 people under Lu Deliang's command only survived more than 60 people, and most of them were seriously injured, and the main general Lu Deliang was also killed in battle.

The remaining two teams, the battle situation was also miserable, except for Xie Lan's team who stubbornly guarded the city gate and killed the heroes to disperse, the remaining team was almost all killed and wounded. And Xie Lan also needs to integrate the team at this time, count the number of dead and wounded, and so on A series of arrangements, and it is no longer possible to rush to Chen Jingcang's aid at this time.

He Lixing's strategy obviously had a very significant effect, although it did not completely stop the recklessness of the rivers and lakes with bad intentions, but the six-character strategy was still completed beautifully after all.

Although there were hundreds of people who came from Tai'an to help, it was an excellent plan.

Although He Lixing underestimated the strength of this group of people.

From the beginning, the sect was held in the Accord, which seems to have shown that this Jianghu is a lot less vibrant, and under the oppression of the imperial court, I think about it, many sects on the rivers and lakes have encountered the dilemma of withering talents.

A few years ago, the sect accepted thousands of disciples on a large scale, not to mention the large-scale recruitment of thousands of people, and it would not become an embarrassing situation of only recruiting one or two people like now.

Tie Jiantai, Lin Duan and the others of many sects naturally know that under the general trend of the world, the luck of the entire world seems to be gathered in one person, if you don't come to kill this person, then what is the meaning of this Jianghu.

So here they are.

In the past ten years, there are no more outstanding characters in the rivers and lakes, except for some big sects and even a few geniuses who will shock the entire rivers and lakes as soon as they are born, they will never have one or two amazing talents in the rivers and lakes sects that are not deep enough.

To say that in the Taiping world, the iron-blooded generals who used to rely on their military exploits to make a name for themselves are like a handful of people who have been eliminated, and the biggest disadvantage is their almost suffocated rivers and lakes.

The people at the bottom of the mountain had not yet ascended the mountain, and they seemed to be waiting in array until a few more people joined in the distance, and then some voices came.

"Zhang Ping's men were stopped outside Longying City, and they did not break through the defense in a night of fighting, and now they have been killed and defeated. ”

"What about Xu Zhitao?"

"Dead. ”

"And what about Li Zhang?"

"I don't know much about Li Zhang's side, I haven't received a message from them until now, I'm afraid it's also more auspicious. ”

"Didn't you say that they were just ordinary city guards, how could they make you lose so much?"

"There is no possibility, although most of the people who besieged and killed us were some people in the military formation who did not practice internal family skills, but among them there were many masters who were proficient in assassination. I was almost slashed by those guys who were hiding in the shadows. ”

The exchange in Tie Jiantai's team was quickly stopped by him, and Tie Jiantai turned his head to Lin Duan and said, "Sect Master Lin, now it seems that our remaining people can't catch up at all, let's go?"

"Lest you have long nights and too many dreams!"

More than forty people began to climb the mountain, and their speed was very fast, at least much faster than Chen Jingcang's walk, and soon, an encounter was about to begin on this nameless mountain.

Chen Jingcang, who was walking a little fast, was stopped by He Lixing, who caught up: "Lord Wang, they have already gone up the mountain!"

"So fast?"

"It was a mistake on the part of my subordinates, I thought it would take at least half a day for them to catch up, but I didn't expect their reaction to be so fast. ”

Chen Jingcang waved his hand to signal that He Lixing didn't have to say any more, and said to He Lixing: "Let those who are arranged in the shadows withdraw!"

He Lixing glanced at Chen Jingcang cautiously, and his face was a little uncertain: "Lord Wang?"

"Retreat!"

Chen Jingcang no longer paid attention to He Lixing, who was shocked, and continued to walk towards the nameless mountain, and finally saw the temple repaired in the distance.

Standing in the distance and looking at the temple that is not very large, in the wet drizzle, the wisps of smoke that evaporate are not too real in the haze, and the distant bell also greatly improves the perception of the whole temple.

Now Chen Jingcang understands what kind of life Chu Luoli and Chen Zidong yearn for.

The distant sound of the bell did not break the unique tranquility of the temple in the mountains, but gave the temple a sense of seclusion.

"It's a good place! Mother really didn't lie to me, you really didn't lie to me!"

Chen Jingcang's eyes were a little moist, he stood there quietly, turned around and glanced down the mountain, and then bowed to the two monks who walked out of the temple: "I've seen two masters!"

"Oh Mida Buddha, the old man is the host of the mountain, no chance, this is my junior brother Wuning"

"Is the donor here to worship the deceased?"

Chen Jingcang bowed his head again, and then nodded slightly.

He smiled and stretched out his hand: "Donor, please!"

Chen Jingcang followed the two monks and walked forward, and the host of the Nameless Mountain came to pick him up in person, Chen Jingcang did not dare to slack off in the slightest, and followed the two to the temple together.

On the way, Chen Jingcang couldn't help but ask: "Master, do you know where my mother's grave is?"

"Naturally know!" did not have a chance to salute with one hand, "Donor, please come with me!"

Following in the footsteps of the host, the scenery along the way is really good, but now Chen Jingcang does not have any elegance to appreciate.

The old host took Chen Jingcang and his party all the way to the door of the temple, Chen Jingcang only then saw a plaque hanging above the temple, which reads 'Wuhua Tianbao', the handwriting is somewhat familiar, the old host followed Chen Jingcang's gaze, and then turned his head and explained: "It is a word with the theme of Chen Shi, but the donor knows the true meaning?"

Chen Jingcang shook his head: "I don't know." ”

The old host made another series, and said with a smile: "Wuhua Tianbao, the ruins of the dragon light shooting bullfight." The original intention was that when the donor went to the grave, I would naturally tell the donor the meaning of these four words. ”

"Thank you, master!" Chen Jingcang didn't expect that these four words were inscribed by Chen Zidong, so what did this plaque mean by leaving it, I still don't know anything.

The old host didn't have a chance to ask: "The donor's surname is Chen, can I know the name of the person with the inscription." ”

"Why do you ask?"

"Don't worry, the donor promised a person back then, to leave him a thing, the donor said, the world dare to call his name only a few people, see that you are going to pay tribute to the deceased, and the surname is Chen, so the old man has this question. ”

"Chen Zidong!"

The old monk smiled silently, and continued to walk up the mountain with Chen Jingcang, past the temple used to give incense to pilgrims, and beyond that, there was a path overgrown with wild grass.

Chen Jingcang exhaled, and some water mist drifted away, and the rainy weather was still a little cool.

Finally back, my mother, who I hadn't seen for three years, was now going to see her again at her grave.

Chen Jingcang, who was feeling more and more heavy, held the long sword in his hand even harder.

The old monk didn't have a chance to walk in front, and he didn't look back and said: "Holding the sword is not obsession." ”

Chen Jingcang paused, and then heard the old monk say: "You can be obsessed with your heart, you can hold a sword in your hand, you have to generalize, you have to distinguish it clearly, you can see it!"

After saying this, Chen Jingcang obviously walked a lot slower, and the footsteps of the unqualified host did not stop, looking through the rain and fog, there seemed to be a haze, the back of the old host in front of him was still in his eyes, but Chen Jingcang couldn't move. Just as I was about to ask the old host what he meant, he heard another sentence from the old monk, "Since you have already held the sword, why bother with holding the sword, it is useless to do this!"

Chen Jingcang is like the scenery in the deep mountains, a little rainy and foggy, so he simply doesn't think about it anymore.

His mind was empty for a moment, and the strange power in the long sword in his hand was more in line with the vitality in Chen Jingcang's body, Chen Jingcang felt his body loosen and kept up with the old monk's footsteps again.

"Good, good!" clasped his hands.

Obviously, Master Wuyuan didn't mean to explain, and Chen Jingcang didn't want to ask directly, so he followed Wuyuan and continued to walk forward.

Walking on the wet mountain road and walking through the lush tall trees, we came to the mountain behind the temple.

The back hill is very empty, and there is a hut made of bamboo, surrounded by a fence on all sides, like a great shelter for seclusion in the mountains.

The fence in front of the door encloses the hut into a very elegant courtyard, and you can vaguely see some dense weeds in the fence, which may be the reason for being washed by the rain, the bamboo hut looks quite new, Chen Jingcang slowly walked closer and asked, "Master, who lives in this small courtyard?"

"Naturally, it is also the Chen Shizhu, he and his wife have lived here for half a month, and this hut was also built by him. ”

Chen Jingcang is a little uncomfortable now, somehow, at this time, he is a little inexplicably sad, this place is really a place where they want to escape everything and live in retreat.

This meritorious generation of emperors really had the idea of living in seclusion in the mountains and forests, but later he went to Tai'an, went to the towering court, and sat on the golden dragon chair.

"Chen Zidong, Chen Zidong, what should you let me think of you?"

The grievances and bitterness hidden in his heart for many years broke out in an instant, and Chen Jingcang's eyes were flooded with tears, and he suddenly knelt down and cried silently.

I have never seen that tomb, and my heart is sad and shameless.