Chapter 32 Nanyang Fanwai (2) The fate is empty
Four years have passed since the destruction of the Falcon Sect.
I'm not used to remembering what year this year is, because I used to memorize it, and I found that I couldn't remember it, and after two or three years, I forgot even the beginning of A, B, C, D, not to mention whether it was Zi Chou Yinmao or Shen Youxuhai.
I have a really bad memory.
This winter, I was free, thinking that I hadn't seen Cangmin in so many years. And this year, I have a new apprentice, called Bian Zi, which is really noisy. So I decided to go to Kunlun Mountain to avoid leisure.
Cang Min bought back a whole set of red sandalwood furniture that she liked so much four years ago, and carefully put it into the cave called Hua Xu Realm. This doesn't look like a monk in my eyes. A cultivator should not be attached to external objects, and if he is attached, he should not indulge himself and leave external objects around him.
Self-denial and abstinence are what a monk should do.
Cangmin's little apprentice is named Bo Xue, but at the age of twelve or thirteen, although he is a little clumsy, he is very well-behaved.
Cang Min cleaned up this broken cave elegantly, worthy of the name she gave it.
Cang Min sat opposite me and said with a smile: "Ah Yang, it's rare for you to come to my Huaxu realm, is there something in the north that is hindering you?" β
I took the tea handed over by Bo Xue and took a sip slowly: "You think too much." β
"Then I'll guess...... Could it be that you miss me? Ah, what a flattering. Cang Min smiled even deeper.
ββ¦β¦ You're thinking too much. β
"I'm just surprised that your big ice cube will come to me on your own initiative." Cang Min teased me again, she suddenly saw Bo Xue accidentally spilling some tea on the table, and couldn't help but say sternly: "Stupid, be careful of my red sandalwood tabletop, I can't afford to lose you if I sell you......"
"Master, you're so long-winded, isn't it time for you to be irritable for a few days a month?" Bo Xue is young, and she is not polite to speak to Cangmin.
"Thin snow! You little rabbit cub......" Cang Min glanced at me, and his tone was actually a little angry, "Nan Yang! What are you laughing at? Are you still holding back? The eyes and eyebrows are bent, and it's useless for you to cover your mouth! β
"I'm not laughing, really." I coughed lightly and looked at her seriously.
Cang Min let out a long sigh: "Alasβlook at what apprentices I have accepted, and look at what friends I have made." Well, I am broad-minded and do not care about you. Bo Xue, go and bring the chessboard, I'm going to fight with Ah Yang all night! β
Bo Xue obediently responded and went to the back room to take out the exquisite set of Go.
When I used to come to Huaxu Realm, I had to play Go with Cangmin, and every time I came, it was like this. Cangmin's chess skills are very good, both Go and Xiangqi can be played, and playing this with her happens to consume a lot of time.
Bo Xue didn't know what to do. Cang Min and I played chess quietly, and time passed quietly.
The black and white chess pieces on the chessboard glow with a lustrous glow. Cang Min suddenly spoke: "Ah Yang, look at this chessboard, black and white. You say, in this prosperous world, are there only two factions: good and evil? β
"Righteousness is good, and evil is evil." I replied lightly.
"I have been contemplating for a long time what is good and evil. Ah Yang, the Falcon Cult is evil, because they kill innocent people. Bei Zhu and Kunlun boast of being famous and decent, but don't they still do the same thing as them? β
"They're damned." I glanced at Cangmin.
"Some people deserve to die, some people don't." Cangmin looked at me meaningfully.
People who don't damn ......
That little ball.
I frowned tightly, I have always had a bad memory, and I felt that I would forget everything, but this incident, this picture, I remembered for four years.
The Three Swords Heavenly Punishment Array should take Senior Brother Yu Xiu, Senior Brother Rong Huai and me as the three eyes, and within the range of the three of us after the array, everyone will inevitably die, even if they don't die, their bodies will be hit hard by the inability to resist, and they won't live long.
When I was in formation, I saw the figure of the danzi.
She was in the home of the Falcon Sect's protector.
If I could, I would go and get her back. After all, it was a child, and he didn't understand anything, so why should he be so implicated?
But I am an eye-eyer, and I must not move at will. And though she has done no evil, she will surely be killed. Imagine killing Wen Jinglei's whole family and leaving this little child alone, although she doesn't understand anything now, what will happen when she grows up in the future? Will she come to us for revenge because we killed her family, and become the second Wen Thunder who will cause trouble?
But she was still innocent.
But I still watched with my own eyes the formation I laid with my own hands kill her.
After all, once met in Pingshui, it was not that there was no friendship at all. How can I feel good in my heart?
Cang Min looked at me and smiled lightly: "Ah Yang, I know, you can't let go." β
"Nope. After a long time, I will forget about it. "I never thought there would be anything worth going to and I couldn't let go of.
"That child likes you, but you killed her with your own hands. Ah Yang, is this the way you cultivate? β
I was silent, speechless.
"Ah Yang, you haven't eaten sugar gourd all these years. You don't dare to eat it, you're afraid of causing guilt about that child, right? Cang Min asked sharply.
"Yes." I admitted, taking a deep breath, "So, I'll never touch that thing again." "If I don't touch it, I won't remember.
"Oh, then you can rest easy. If you don't eat it yourself, the devil knows that you like to eat it and bring it to your mouth. β
Cang Min is right, no one will do this to me.
Because I am a person who has no concern, and no one cares about me.
"Ah Yang, if someone gives you a sugar gourd in the future, you must cherish that person." Cang Min played with the chess pieces in his hand for a long time, "Because, she must like you very much, so she understands your preferences and will care about you." β
"You think too much, there will be no such people."
Cang Min didn't answer me, just looked at the chessboard intently, and dropped a piece.
Idle knocking on the chess pieces, black and white entered the city.
I have lived there for a long time, and my chess addiction has been enough, so I am quite satisfied to return to the north to be punished.
On the way back, it was snowing heavily, so I bought a paper umbrella with a plain surface on the side of the road and walked slowly with it. There's no need to rush to the road, and when you go back, you have to face that noisy apprentice. However, the second apprentice accepted this year is well-behaved and knows how to respect the teacher.
I let go of my thoughts as I walked slowly. Before I knew it, I was in the small town at the foot of the North Punishment Mountain.
The snow was falling heavily, it was getting late, and there were no people on the streets. There was a thick layer of snow on the ground, and I felt that my white brocade boots were a little laborious to walk on.
At this time, everything should be quiet.
But I heard a faint breath that belonged to a person. It seems to have come from a corner, and if it weren't for my excellent ears, I guess I would have to ignore the past. Listening to the interlude of this breath, it should be a short life.
I looked at the source of my breath, and all I saw was a lump of black stuff, half covered by the snow, and my body did not rise or fall, as if it was dead. Judging by that size, it shouldn't be too old.
To save or not to save?
This kid is dying. If you save it, it shouldn't be of much use.
I shook my head slowly, held my umbrella, and went straight to my own path.
This street is very special, and if I go down, I will have to pass by the beggar.
Suddenly there was a question in his ears - "Some people deserve to die, and some people don't...... Ah Yang, this is the way you cultivated? β
It was like something was blocked in my heart. I can't help but think that more than 100 years ago, I was also abandoned in the South China Sea, and Master rescued me. If I don't save myself from death, how can I be worthy of being a cultivator?
I stopped beside the beggar with an umbrella, twisted my eyebrows and walked to the corner, looked at the young beggar for a long time, and sighed: "There is still a breath." β
I squatted down in front of her, put the umbrella aside, and gently touched the beggar's back, the tentacles were as cold as iron, not at all like human skin. She was still a child, and she was reduced to such a situation.
The beggar, perhaps feeling my hand on her back, suddenly looked up sharply, and a pair of dark and clear eyes looked at me like two well-rounded obsidian stones set in a dirty face. My heart jumped, and there was an inexplicable sense of familiarity creeping up in my heart......
I held her hand in my hand, as if looking for something. Her fists were clenched like a block of ice. I frowned as I saw her right hand hanging to the side.
The beggar didn't dare to look me in the eye and dodged. She seemed to be scared of me.
Encounter is fate.
I looked at her for a long time, but I couldn't remember where that inexplicable familiarity came from.
But I'm going to save her.
I tried to slow down my tone and asked in the gentlest tone I could:
"You...... Would you like to come home with me? βγ