"As a last resort, don't mention anything about Shaolin in Huainan, remember. ”

On the last night of Zhou Yusheng's life in the Purple Fire Temple, Zhu Ran repeatedly warned himself in a serious voice.

At first, when he was still thinking about what was unsightly in Shaolin, he recalled the fear that day when Zhu Fang met Huainan Shi, and he suddenly guessed something.

Half a month ago, Zhufang was a spy of the Gu family, and it was so popular in the whole Shaolin that Shaolin had to give up Shaolin's view of the Qingshui Realm.

On that day's Lingzhu Peak, the parting atmosphere was shrouded in the entire Purple Fire Temple, there were no stars, no moon, and only the gloomy sadness of the departing person could be heard.

His resentful gaze, looking ahead stupidly, seemed to be caught in a distant memory. The eyes reveal the reminiscence of the long past, and the deep attachment to the passing years of the flashing light.

"It's the end of the point!"

With this silent night sky, the last coquettish sound resounded throughout the sky.

She carried the sword in one hand, and tapped the void under her feet like a lotus, in her watery eyes, the tip of the sword dissolved in the autumn water, and the blade of the sword stirred up ripples, the water rippled, and a sharp sword light burst towards Zhou Yusheng.

Zhou Yusheng's wrist flipped for a while, the sword blade that had become a spinning top, trembling, and the fallen leaves under his feet were accompanied by the condensed wind flow of the sword tip, lingering around his body, and the next moment, his eyes changed, and the invisible sword blade wiped the menacing snow sword.

呲~

The two strands of metal rubbed against each other's piercing screams, and the moment they touched, they already stirred up the fire on the blade.

At the same time, the body was running the Xuanlong Nine Revolutions, and the strength of the hand holding the sword suddenly deepened a little, and the palm under the robe grabbed the jade wrist holding the sword, and Zhou Yusheng's body floated, and he actually threw Luo Xue on his shoulder.

The body retreated backwards, and the hand holding the jade wrist quickly moved forward to the front, and the back was on the ground, and it smashed towards the back.

Luo Xue's face was slightly red, and she didn't care about covering her face shyly, the snow sword was stuck on the ground, and with the force of extending upward, Zhou Yusheng's body couldn't go down a bit.

Luo Xue turned her head, and the snow sword rubbed the ground with a silver moon-like barb, reaching out to control Zhou Yusheng's neck.

Same tricks, same moves.

The snow sword propped up on the ground and slammed forward. His body staggered the cold blade, and his clothes shattered, and as soon as the controlled body fell, the blade grazed the torn body, shaking a broken wind.

A purple sparrow detached from his hand and landed face on the ground in front of him.

In an instant, the young man had a blue nose and swollen face, and his face was full of scars.

"Looks like you're not good. ”

Luo Xueqiong's nose was cocked, holding the snow sword, a cold light stung Zhou Yusheng's eyes, and his eyes narrowed slightly, and in an instant, they became a bad smile.

"Not yet, Aunt Luo Xue is optimistic. ”

The purple sparrow returned to his hand at some point, and with a breath of dark luck, the purple sparrow was horizontal in his chest, and his eyes were closed, and his breathing was steady as if he was asleep.

The Lost Trace Step was the most exhausting, his body was already brushing the ground and straightening up, and in an instant it was as if no one was there.

Luo Xue stood there calmly, but there was no flaw in her body.

Zhou Yusheng raised his hand and stabbed out with a sword in desperation, striking the door in a simple and unpretentious manner, his body stopped in place at the last moment, and a stream of wind grabbed the sword blade of the purple sparrow, and the sharp sword light disappeared from it.

In the next second, in the rapid sound of the wind, the cold light escaped from the void and broke through the wind at hand. The purple sparrow, who didn't know the weight of the stalk, took the empty door behind Luo Xue.

"It's still too slow. "The jade finger between the fingers, when the dust dissipated from the eyes, the blade of the purple sparrow was firmly grasped between the fingers of the five fingers.

Zhou Yusheng's face turned red and he tried to pull the sword blade out of Luo Xue's hand, but the latter didn't mean to grab the sword blade at all, and with a shake of his palm, he unloaded his strength.

The former, however, rolled around the rear for an unknown number of laps due to excessive force, and when he finally stopped, he still maintained a circle posture.

"If it weren't for ......" Zhou Yusheng unwillingly patted the dust on his body and muttered in a low voice.

Seeing a touch of frost on Luo Xue's face, Zhou Yusheng's pupils shrank, and the corners of his mouth skimmed to the other side, and he didn't talk about it.

"Let's go down the mountain. ”

Zhou Yusheng was ready to be scolded, and in the distant sky, he suddenly left a cold farewell.

Gradually, he lost consciousness and fell asleep. When I woke up, there was only one flat boat floating in the mist of the water.

He couldn't remember how long he had been asleep, but he opened his eyes and struggled to sit up. Looking out of the cabin, the sky was just dawning, and the morning wind carried a chill that penetrated the soul, and the fog and shadows were hazy, blurring the towering peaks. He raised his head slightly, as if he saw a waning moon in the fog, and it gradually disappeared weakly to the west.

Outside the cabin, there stood a lonely boatman, wearing a hat, without saying a word, and the bamboo pole in his hand was flexibly picked up on the river. On the deck, there is still an old woman in her twilight years standing on the ground.

Under the turquoise tarpaulin umbrella, the corners of her clothes swayed in the wind, like frosty silver hair, with raindrops in it, brushing around her snow-white and thin cheeks.

Zhou Yusheng sat in place, he naturally knew who the two backs in front of him were, but on the occasion of parting, in the early morning of this foreign land, in a strange place, there was still a familiar wind and rain.....

He slowly stood up, held his head, and staggered over, into the wind and rain.

Behind him, in the depths of the faint darkness, there was a deep gaze, silently watching.

On the river in the rain, the boat stopped. There seems to be only one canyon at the end of the front, and on the back of the canyon is Clear Water City.

"Granny He, a bamboo dyeing master. Zhou Yusheng shouted as he leaned on the side of the boat.

"Son, you're awake. Zhu Ran and He Gu turned around at the same time.

"How did you end up together?"

I don't care about the tranquility of the river in the rain at this moment, Zhou Yusheng's brain twitched, and he asked how these two people who were not on the same level could intersect.

"......" The two of them also knew, and their faces turned red suddenly, but it was this moment of shyness that made Zhou Yusheng see a hint of it.

He didn't speak, he naturally didn't speak. The three of them fell silent in a knowing silence.

Takezen was the first to cough lightly, breaking a bit of weird embarrassment.

"This is what you asked for when you went up to the mountain that day to find me. He reached out from the deck outside the cabin to find something, and when there was a thick and tall bag in his hand, the shy old face recovered its abnormality.

There are just a few stacks of books, the heavy ones are like a small mountain, and the cloth wrapped in them is thin, and the few shallow handwriting that can be seen just by sticking to the cloth exudes a strong fragrance of ink.

He reached for the bag hanging in his hand, his eyes blazing, slowed his pace, and stepped on the front of the deck, falling like lightning.

He Gu smiled and said nothing, she naturally knew that the method was the famous lost step in Shaolin.

"The body method is quite fast, it seems that Luo Xue didn't teach you in vain."

But after brewing a heart blow, the ghostly falling palms, first reached out and grabbed the air, in the more bizarre method of bamboo dyeing, it is obviously not advisable to probe the bag and take things.

"I'll go. ”

On the day when Zhou Yusheng's exuberant energy was always exhausted, the palm that kept sticking out of his hand frequently fell into the air, which made Zhou Yusheng's speed obviously slow down a lot, and between Zhou Yusheng's eyes, the bag that was fast to solidify was like a staggered wind, and there was no trace to be found.

"I don't have any advice for you, but as you read these books, you will remember what is happening today. ”

As soon as the words fell, the bag in his hand came out of his hand and landed between Zhou Yusheng's palms.

Zhou Yusheng regarded the heavy bag in his arms as a treasure, and suddenly felt a sense of relief that the hard days had finally come to an end, and he was reluctant to let go of it.

He untied the cloth bag from his bag, and his eyes reached inside, and a green dictionary appeared in front of him, and his breathing became a little heavier.

"Jade Spirit. Bamboo Dye said softly, and slowly walked down from the deck, making room for the deck, leaving the position of the deck to Aunt He beside him.

She grinned slowly, and a few cold snorts came out of her throat. Then the expression on his face narrowed, and his serious gaze gradually calmed down.

"Po He, I have eaten the food of the Zhou family in my life, and I have watched you grow up since your ancestors, and I have enjoyed a lifetime of happiness with peace of mind. But ......" He Gu's voice choked up, her head lowered and her face hung down, and a teardrop was brewing in her wrinkled eyes.

Zhou Yusheng quieted down, and the pupils that were as bright as stars because of breathing before were completely dimmed because of what Aunt He said next.

"For the rest of my life, my father is probably no longer alive. ”

In his eyes, the look that was still flying in the last second was like being struck by lightning the next moment, as if the nerves that control the tear glands were shattered, and the eyes had long been eclipsed, and the rising mist stained the cold half of his eyes.

The pair of pupils that no one noticed, when the mist supported the eyes that drooped down, the black of the pupils gradually faded, and a white light lit up from the bottom of the eyes, and the eyes that looked at the river turned out to be strangely white.

He was shocked, looked at the steaming water, patted his undulating chest, closed his gaze, and then looked again in disbelief, in the middle of the river, there was indeed a huge outline in the hazy mist.

He didn't really see it, but the huge shadow was supposed to be taking a bath.

At this moment, it was as if the shadow of the whole world was filled, and the huge body occupied his mind.

When the boat gradually sailed through the canyon, the figure didn't know if it was also aware of it, and slowly turned around in front of Zhou Yusheng's gaze.

A lonely dead city has appeared.

When he recovered from the shock, he noticed that Aunt He's eyes had changed.

A pair of old tearful eyes stopped, and only two pairs of shocked eyes stopped at Zhou Yusheng's body after the moment when they looked at each other.

"Clear Water City, it's gone. Zhu Ran's eyes were a little more comfortable than He Gu, after all, he didn't live in this city, and he didn't have a deep impression of Qingshui City, so he didn't have too many emotions.

Zhou Yusheng slowly looked at the Qingshui City that was located in the wind and dust, and it was no longer able to see the prosperity of the past.

Unexpectedly calm.

Only the tourist standing on the bank of the Qingshui City River, wearing a white robe, did not know where to go.

Like a ghost, a secluded plank road, I don't know where the road is.

"This is the letter that your father handed over to Xiao Lizi back then, asking him to give you a family letter. There's also a relic from your father's lifetime. ”

The package in Aunt He's hand was obviously much lighter than the bamboo-dyed one, with only a thin envelope and the shape of a raised ring.

In front of Aunt He, Zhou Yusheng opened the package, the family letter that was sealed with nine years of longing, and a blue and red wrench.

The family letter was very thin, and on the envelope he saw Xiao Lizi's crooked handwriting.

Naturally, he wouldn't take it out and read it right now.

Instead, he took the wrench out of the package, looked at it from a distance, and found that there was nothing special, only the center of the wrench, through the starlight, I saw the dense green line, and the strange blood bead in the intersection of the green line.

Zhou Yusheng lost interest and put the wrench on his hand.

He Gu and Zhu Ran glanced at each other, looked at each other and smiled bitterly, obviously a little helpless in the face of Zhou Yusheng's violent approach.

Docked at the dock by the river, a middle-aged man looked at the slowly approaching boat on the river, with his back to him, and behind him was a carriage.