The morning dew is faintly bright, condensed on the leaves reflecting a slight white light, clear like a crystal, the breeze gently blows the leaves, driving the dew to shake, slowly sliding down the leaves, embellished in the air like a crystal teardrop, falling on the top of the head of the young man who walked under the tree, making a "click" sound, rolling down the hair to the young man's neck, the cool feeling made the young man unconsciously shiver, and then continued to hurry, the early morning sun fell on the young man's face through the mottled leaves, made the originally young face that always frowned and looked dull and dull have a rare touch of vitality.

The young man is Wang Ran, in recent days, Wang Xiaobo and Li Shun are busy organizing the righteous army and dealing with the county affairs of Qingcheng County that have just been attacked, Wang Ran thinks that he can't help, so he didn't bother, he has nothing to do, so he thought of Qingcheng Mountain mountaineering, although he came many times a few days ago, but not to avoid the pursuit of officers and soldiers, or to pick tea, he has never traveled well to this famous mountain in the world.

I just want to see the original appearance of the mountains and rivers, because Wang Ran did not go to the old Xiaoding, Zhangren Peak and other places where the incense was at its peak, but chose to fly to the mountains inaccessibly, so there was no ready-made road to go, so he could only estimate the direction through the grass and trees. Fortunately, Wang Ran grew up in the mountains since he was a child, and it was common to climb over the mountains and mountains, and it only took more than an hour to climb to the top of the mountain.

Carefully grasping the pile of grass in front of him, and with the help of climbing, Wang Ran finally climbed to the top of the mountain. Before he had time to enjoy the scenery of the mountains at a glance, Wang Ran was startled, and saw a person sitting cross-legged on the edge of the peak and cliff in front of him with his back to Wang Ran facing the void. The man noticed the movement behind him, looked back, and saw that it was a young man, and smiled kindly, Wang Ran saw that this person's eyes were like stars, his skin was like fat jade, but his face was clear, his temples were white, and his head was wrapped in a scarf, he should be a cultivator from a nearby Taoist temple, so he bowed and said: "Good Taoist." The Taoist priest smiled back.

He didn't want to disturb people's purity, so Wang Ran turned around and walked to the other side of the mountaintop, unintentionally catching a glimpse of the Taoist priest's dress, and a trace of doubt rose in his heart. This Taoist priest is wrapped in a scarf on his head, but his body is not a single coat, but a coarse cloth worn by ordinary poor people, and there is a guqin behind him, which is really strange. And he set off to climb the mountain before the end of the day, and it should not be the hour yet, but this Taoist priest seems to have been sitting on the top of the peak for a long time, could it be that he has been meditating here all night? Although he was confused, it had nothing to do with him, and Wang Ran did not think deeply.

Turning his head to look at the sky, he didn't know when some white clouds drifted in the sky, obscuring the morning sun. When he was bored, the breeze passed by, and the grass was fragrant, and Wang Ran couldn't help but think of the carefree days in Fengqi Mountain before. In the past, I should still be reading in the morning at this time, and the master was reading in the back room, waiting for Sister Xiaocui to cook, every day, what a carefree day. In the blink of an eye, less than twenty days, Master and Sister Xiaocui were no longer alive, and they were left alone.

The enemy Qi Yuanzhen was close at hand, but he couldn't do it, he had missed the best opportunity, and wanted to go to Chengdu Mansion to wait for the opportunity to take revenge, but Qi Yuanzhen was in a high position, and there were guards on the left and right, so he couldn't get close easily, even if he was lucky enough to succeed in the assassination, he was afraid that it would be difficult to get out. If he dies, how can he find out the conspiracy behind the destruction of the grass house, who is the old man in the hood? Was he also instructed? All kinds of confusion and helplessness lingered in Wang Ran's heart, making him have a splitting headache.

Master, Sister Xiaocui, I am so weak, so cowardly, I can't avenge you, can you tell me in the heavenly spirit, what should I do? Could it be that I'm really killing you this day? The expressions of remembrance, pain, panic, and helplessness appeared on Wang Ran's face one after another, stirring up a mess. Wang Ran, who had climbed the mountain for more than an hour, was only slightly sweating and his breath was not chaotic, but at this moment, he was suddenly sweating profusely, his whole body was tense, and he couldn't stop wheezing and making a hissing sound, like a drowning person.

"Little friend, stick to your heart, don't get enchanted." Suddenly, I heard a cry in my ears, like a Haoran sword shattering the heart demon that was constantly pulling Wang Ran's heart down, Wang Ran was able to wake up, breathe heavily, and worry about the rest of his life.

The fresh air entered his lungs, Wang Ran slowly regained his strength, looked up and saw that the Taoist priest was looking at him with concern, bowed deeply to him, and said, "Thank you Daoist for the rescue." ”

"A certain little friend has a sad face, and a little fierce, it seems that he has suffered blood and used swords." The man stood up and approached Wang Randao.

Wang Ran wondered in his heart, why didn't this Taoist priest call himself a poor Taoist, but call himself a layman? And this person's physiognomy is profound, and he can see through my experience at a glance.

Seeing Wang Ran's puzzled face, the Taoist priest understood in his heart and said with a smile: "Although a certain cultivator, he has not become a monk, and he often takes teaching as his profession, you can call me Mr. Yunxi." A person has been intensively cultivating since he was a child and is easy to learn, so he knows some skills to recognize people's appearances. ”

Wang Ran realized this, and said with a sad face: "I grew up with my master and sister after my parents died when I was a child. But a few days ago, my family was suddenly in a catastrophe, my master and sister both died at the hands of others, I want to take revenge, but this enemy is powerful, I am weak alone, I am afraid that I will not be able to kill the enemy, I blame myself with sorrow, and I can't extricate myself. This Mr. Yunxi's description is clear and elegant, which makes people can't help but feel respect, and his eyes like torches make Wang Ran feel that there will be nothing to hide in front of him, plus Wang Ran is distracted at this time, so he can't help but dig out his heart and lungs, and tell his heart. Thinking that the people close to him would end well, Wang Ran was discouraged when he arrived. couldn't help but sigh: "I'm like a lonely star, specializing in punishing relatives and friends, and the people who go on blind dates with me don't end well." ”

The man said leisurely: "Little friend doesn't have to be responsible, you didn't have to be the lone star that day." ”

Wang Ran was shocked, I am not the fate of the Heavenly Evil Lone Star, so my parents, master and Sister Xiaocui were not killed by themselves?

"Your destiny is to kill wolves." Mr. Yunxi continued.

Wang Ran almost fell down in a flash, and the glimmer of hope that had just risen in his heart was shattered again, this killing wolf life grid and Tiansha Lone Star life are collectively called the two great fates, the fate is extremely vicious, and it can kill everyone around me seriously, it is still me who has harmed my relatives.

"Heaven is impermanent, life and death have a fate, this life is a number of days, beyond the reach of manpower, your parents and sisters have met with misfortune, it is their own fate has arrived, not by your punishment, and this is also a catastrophe for you, but your life should not be extinguished, since you have been lucky to live, why not look forward, a gentleman should be self-improving, don't be obsessed, little friend." Mr. Yunxi was relieved.

"And this is the wolf's life?" Wang Ran remembered Mr. Yunxi's previous words, but he still couldn't let go.

"Destiny cannot determine the life and death of others, but it will affect one's own luck. This killing of the wolf is seven kills, greedy wolves, and broken armies. Therefore, it is advisable to move rather than be quiet, if you are greedy for comfort and do not want to forge ahead, there will often be unexpected calamities, as the so-called tree wants to be quiet and the wind does not stop. But if you can survive the catastrophe, you can rise to the top in the future, for Xiaoyou at this time, you should overcome obstacles, choose good and stubborn, why bother with the past. Mr. Yunxi said: "Of course, there is no absolute, and it is not certain that it can be done. ”

Wang Ran was originally a broad character, but he was blinded by hatred before, this time after Mr. Yunxi's enlightenment, the mouth suddenly opened, his mind suddenly brightened, his eyes finally bloomed, like a dream to wake up, to Mr. Yunxi bowed deeply and said: "What Mr. means is that I should act with virtue and not be confined to temporary difficulties, right?" ”

"If you have understanding, you can teach your children." Mr. Yunxi said happily: "Since this is the case, I will give you another sentence, "Those who are good at fighting are not martial, those who are good at fighting are not angry, those who are good at defeating the enemy are not with them, and those who are good at using people are under them." It is said to be an indisputable virtue, it is to use the power of people, and it is said to be worthy of the ancient extreme. After speaking, he turned around and carried the piano down the mountain, chic and neat, really a heavenly demeanor.

"Mr. Xie." Wang Ran thanked him aloud and bowed deeply.

This Mr. Yunxi is like an immortal in a dream, isn't it to wake me up?

Ever since the cottage was destroyed that night and the Master and Sister Xiaocui died, all I could think about was the word revenge, and the whole person was in a trance, drowsy, like a person who had been startled from a nightmare, and had never really woken up.

I'm not even fourteen years old, and I still have a long way to go, and I still have a lot to see. The enemy is strong because I am still too weak, so I will accumulate it slowly, and one day I will be greater than him, and I will be able to take revenge on him; My relatives and friends are in trouble, just because I am helpless and cannot cover them, then I will weave a net every day, and one day no one will be able to hurt those close to me.

The mountain breeze swept by, and Wang Ran, whose clothes were covered with sweat, couldn't help but shiver.

Raising his head, the golden light broke through the clouds, shining on his eyes, reflecting a clear divine light, the corners of his mouth raised slightly, and the confidence that a young man should have slowly returned to his face.

Mr. Yunxi, who was walking on the hillside, looked back at the young man who had recovered his vitality on the top of the mountain, sighed with a complicated expression, and continued to walk away.