At dinner, neither Yang Guo nor Zhu Qingyun talked about the unexpected kiss in the afternoon.

Yang Guo didn't dare to mention it, but Zhu Qingyun didn't take it to heart at all.

When Zhu Qingyun was five years old, he was taken to Zhongnan Mountain by Qiu Chuji, who was a young son and did not know what love was. Then he practiced in the Quanzhen Sect, taking pure and quiet inaction as the foundation of cultivation, removing lust and desire, cutting off love and thought, and knowing nothing about love. Yes, Zhu Qingyun didn't know what Yang Guo's kiss really represented, and just thought it was a way for him to express his joy.

If Yang Guo knew his thoughts, he didn't know whether to be happy or worried.

Yang Guo took a bite of food and peeked at Zhu Qingyun, Zhu Qingyun was annoyed by him, and said, "If you have something to say, say it." ”

Yang Guo hesitated for a long time and said, "I won the sword competition, won't the master give some rewards?" ”

Zhu Qingyun said strangely: "It's the first time I've heard that an apprentice is begging for a reward from the master, I have worked hard to teach you, you don't respect me, but you still want to give you a reward?" ”

Yang Guo scratched his head, a little embarrassed, and said with a smile: "Then what does the master want?" Later, I will go up the knife mountain and go down to the sea of fire to fetch it for you. ”

"I don't have anything I want." Zhu Qingyun was silent for a moment, and then said, "Say, what reward do you want?" ”

Yang Guo immediately rejoiced: "I want Master to answer a question for me." ”

Zhu Qingyun said: "Ask." ”

Yang Guo pondered for a moment and said, "Master once said that the reason why he accepted me as an apprentice is because I look like a person. I want to know, who is that person? ”

Zhu Qingyun looked up at him and said, "Why do you want to know this?" ”

Yang said: "It's just curiosity." ”

Zhu Qingyun's expression was faint, and he said, "That person's name is Dugu Sheng, and he is my father." ”

Hearing this, Yang Guo secretly breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately it was not the kind of relationship he guessed.

I only heard Zhu Qingyun continue to say calmly: "He is a pure swordsman, he doesn't need a home, a wife and children, he doesn't need fame and fortune, as long as he has a sword, it is enough for him." When I was five years old, my mother died of illness, and when my father came to see her for the last time, I followed him and became his oil bottle. Later, still for the sake of the sword, he abandoned me. ”

Yang Guo didn't expect that Zhu Qingyun's life experience was so similar to himself, but he never mentioned it to others, and he was strong in silence.

Yang Guo couldn't help but feel infinite pity in his heart, and said, "Then have you ever complained about him?" ”

Zhu Qingyun shook his head slightly and said, "Between me and the sword, he chose the sword, this is his pursuit, I don't blame him." The two months I spent with him were still the best days of my life. ”

"You're better than me." Yang said: "I've never seen what my father looks like, all I know about him is from others, and it's all some extremely bad evaluations." ”

Zhu Qingyun said: "Don't care what others say, you just think of him as the best in your mind." ”

Yang Guo nodded vigorously and said, "Master is extremely right. ”

Zhu Qingyun turned to say: "Why does Guo'er want to practice martial arts? ”

Yang Guo said firmly: "In order to stop being bullied, in order to protect the people you want to protect." ”

Zhu Qingyun was silent for a moment, got up and entered the house, and came out again a moment later, holding a book in his hand.

"Take it." Zhu Qingyun sat down and handed the book in his hand to Yang Guo.

Yang Guo took it and looked at it, and there were four strong characters on the book cover: Dugu Nine Swords.

Zhu Qingyun said: "This book "Dugu Nine Swords" was left to me by my father before leaving, so that I could learn it. Later, I entered the Quanzhen Sect to cultivate, but the swordsmanship in it was too fierce for me, and the killing intent was too heavy, so I didn't practice. Now I will give it to you, as a reward for winning this sword competition, and make the best use of it. ”

Yang Guoxi said: "Thank you, Master!" ”

Zhu Qingyun said: "This sword book was written by my father when he was young, although it is powerful, it has not reached the point of reaching the peak, and you don't have to have too high expectations." ”

Yang said: "Master is willing to give such a valuable thing to Guo'er, and Guo'er is already grateful." ”

Zhu Qingyun nodded, and then advised: "Remember to practice in private, and you must not use the swordsmanship in this to fight with the true disciples, you know?" ”

Yang said: "I remember." ”

After dinner, Yang Guo went back to his room and lay on the bed to read "Dugu Nine Swords".

The more I turned back, the more I slapped the bed and applauded, and I admired this Dugu senior who had never met before.

There are nine styles of Dugu Nine Swords, there are 360 kinds of variations in the general formula alone, and the sword breaking style is to break the swordsmanship of all sects in the world, as well as the broken knife style, the broken spear style, the broken palm style, the broken gas type, etc., thousands of changes, all possible, almost all the world's martial arts, the power is very amazing.

The most mysterious thing is that Dugu Nine Swords is not bound by internal force, even if the internal force is lost, they can also break the enemy with the mysterious sword style.

Yang Guo couldn't help but think that this Dugu senior had reached such a realm when he was young, and now that he had reached the realm of perfection, he was invincible in the world?

And Zhu Qingyun was able to give such a precious sword book to himself without regret, and his love for him was revealed.

Thinking of this, Yang Guo raised his eyebrows and laughed happily.

***

When the child is in the middle of the mountain, the mountain behind the end of the South Mountain.

Between the dense pines and cypresses, there were two people standing, and when they looked closely by the moonlight, they were Zhao Zhijing and his apprentice Lu Qingdu.

I only heard Zhao Zhijing shouting in a deep voice: "Take off your clothes." ”

Hearing this, Lu Qingdu fell to his knees with a thud, kowtowed, and cried: "Master, you will spare ...... Spare me this time! I swear that I will definitely break the corpse of that little bastard into pieces to relieve the hatred in Master's heart. Master, just spare Qingdu this time, Master! Please! Master! Spare me once! ”

Zhao Zhijing was indifferent and said, "Do you want me to help you take it off?" ”

Lu Qingdu's whole body trembled suddenly, as if he had thought of something very terrible, and said in horror: "No, no, no!" No! ”

Zhao Zhijing held a long whip in his right hand at some point, shook his arm, and made a loud sound, which scared Lu Qingdu, "What else is it grinding?!" Take it off! ”

Lu Qingdu's face was full of tears, he stood up from the ground tremblingly, unfastened his belt awkwardly, and removed the clothes on his body until he was not hanging, and stood a foot away from Zhao Zhijing with his arms crossed.

The clothes were removed, and intricate scars appeared on Lu Qingdu's body, his chest, back, arms, and legs, as if there were hundreds of small black snakes entrenched, which looked very hideous and terrifying under the cover of the moonlight.

In this way, Lu Qingdu only has one face intact.

Zhao Zhijing walked close to him, Lu Qingdu was so frightened that he trembled like chaff, but he didn't dare to take half a step back.

After the whip sounded, Lu Qingdu suddenly added a new wound to his body, his skin was open and his blood was dripping.

After that, the second, third, fourth......

Lu Qingdu covered his face and stood there, like a thin little tree, letting the whip rain on him.

He no longer begged for mercy, because he knew it was all useless. He can only endure it, tell himself over and over again, just endure it.

After a while, Lu Qingdu could no longer find a piece of intact skin on his body, and his flesh and blood were blurred, which was very terrifying.

Zhao Zhijing threw away the whip and said coldly: "Wipe the blood off your body." ”

Lu Qingdu knew that this sentence meant that tonight's punishment was about to enter the next stage.

A stage that is a hundred times more cruel than the pain of flesh and skin.

Lu Qingdu bent down to pick up the clothes on the ground, and endured the severe pain to wipe the blood on his body little by little.

Zhao Zhijing ordered again: "Lie on that stone." ”

Lu Qingdu was like an unconscious zombie, lying on the stone as he said.

The next moment, Lu Qingdu was directly penetrated.

His whole body was spasming with pain, and his consciousness began to blur.

He heard a suppressed, emotional call: "Qingyun ......"

Who is Qingyun? He didn't know.

He just felt pain, and it hurt like he was going to die the next moment.

But he didn't die.

Lu Qingdu saw the rising sun again, which was no different from the previous sunrise.

He struggled to get up, sticky stuff running down his legs.

Bending down to pick up the blood-stained clothes and holding them in his arms, Lu Qingdu staggered forward.

He knew that there was a mountain spring not far away, which could wash away the filth from his body.

After washing, he is still a deer.