"Zheng"

In the evening, in the piano platform, a song ended.

Yaoqin, who was wearing a veil, rested her hands flat on the strings and looked at the mustard monk not far away.

The latter closed his eyes and held the Buddhist beads in his hand, but he did not move, and the whole person did not move, as if he was still immersed in the afterglow of the song just now.

The mustard monk is a person who knows the qin.

Naturally, he can perceive Yaoqin's superb piano skills from this song, and he is definitely above him.

Such a young girl, who is only a weak crown year, has such piano skills, in addition to practicing hard since childhood, must also have a super talent.

After a few breaths, the mustard monk opened his eyes, and the beads in his hand began to turn.

In this small pavilion near the lake, he said to Yaoqin:

"If what I expected is true, the girl is born with a piano heart, and if she can continue to walk in this rhythm, her future achievements will be immeasurable."

"Master Mustard Seed has praised it, and the master's piano skills have reached the peak, and listening to the master's ancient Zen sound just now also made Yaoqin quite understanding."

Yaoqin chuckled, although she didn't like to see outsiders since she was a child, but when she talked to this master, she had a sense of bosom friend, and naturally she would not be too indifferent.

What's more, it was also this master who escorted the young girl back to the piano platform.

Most of this falling moon platform was destroyed in the Suzhou War, and the Mo family craftsmen repaired it for three months, but it has not been repaired completely, and now it is just barely livable.

As for Yaoqin herself, she only returned from Liangguang last month and has been away from Suzhou for three months.

There were too many things to squeeze at hand, and although I was very worried, I could only hurriedly send a letter to Qingqing, but I didn't get a reply.

Seeing that Qingqing was fine, the big stone in Yaoqin's heart was also put down, and her mood became a lot happier.

She turned her head to look at the Qingqing and Wandering Monks on the small bridge on the lake in front of her, who were watching the underwater koi fish gathering with lanterns, and she whispered:

"This time, I would like to thank the master for sending my sister home, I haven't seen her for three months, and my heart is worried."

"Hmm."

The mustard monk turned the Buddha beads and nodded with a smile.

Around the pavilion, under the light of the palace lamps and candles, the face of the mustard monk was half full of scars, quite frightened, he pronounced the Buddha's horn, and whispered to Yaoqin:

"It's late at night, and the poor monk is bothered today, and his heart is uneasy, so he left."

After speaking, he got up and left with the monk Lang.

Qingqing and Yaoqin sent the two masters to the door of the qintai, and then turned over and left.

"Sister Yaoqin, are you still having fun going to Liangguang?"

On the way back to the Qintai wing, Qingqing spoke to Yaoqin, and Yaoqin held Qingqing's shoulders, and the two were as close as real sisters.

But Qingqing still has a little worry in her heart.

When he was separated from Shen Qiu, the senior brother's admonition hung in his heart, and it was said by the martial arts alliance leader himself, which made Qingqing's heart quite entangled.

In her heart, she didn't believe that Sister Yaoqin would have anything to do with the people in the Demon Dao, maybe there were other people in the Demon Sect hidden in the Qintai.

In the face of Qingqing's inquiry, Yaoqin waved the beauty fan in her hand, chuckled and said:

"I, going to Liangguang is to do business, how can I have time to visit the mountains and rivers?

But you girl, so good, when I left Suzhou, I sent someone to look for you and let you go to Liangguang with me.

But you went to Luoyang first, and such a big thing happened in Suzhou, leaving Shen Qiu alone here, which made me feel very worried. ”

"Huh?"

Qingqing's eyes widened, she raised her head to look at Yaoqin, and she said:

"Are you worried about Senior Brother? Sister Yaoqin, don't you like your senior brother? ”

"Nonsense!"

Yaoqin made a straight face and tapped lightly on Qingqing's forehead, and she said:

"This is a punishment for you, don't talk nonsense.

It's just that Shen Qiu is also a close person, and it is inevitable that he will be a little sad in his heart, since he is safe and sound, naturally there is no need to worry anymore, Qingqing, this time when he comes back, he won't leave? ”

"Uh, I'm leaving."

Qingqing lowered her head, her tone was slightly sad, and she said:

"I'm coming back to worship the master, and the senior brother asked me to put incense on the pillar in front of the master's grave for him, and I will stay in Suzhou for half a month, and I still have to go back to Luoyang with the master of hatred.

I made an appointment with my senior brother to go to Luoyang to wait for him. ”

"Really?"

Under Yaoqin's veil, she also pursed her mouth, and she also felt a little sad in her heart.

She said to Qingqing:

"Since it was your senior brother who said it, then I won't stop it, but in the past half a month, I have been staying in the piano platform for a long time, and I have also accompanied my sister.

Alas, the people who can talk around here have left one after another. ”

Yaoqin sent Qingqing back to the wing room and returned to the boudoir herself.

But as soon as he opened the door, he saw a man in black sitting on a chair in the boudoir.

The man was dressed in a night robe with a hat, and his black veil hung down, so that his face could not be seen, and his body was well-proportioned.

When Yaoqin walked into the room, she flicked her fingers lightly, and two strong winds struck, slamming the door behind Yaoqin.

The man in black had exquisite footwork, swept forward, and waved his fingers.

And Yaoqin, who has always been dignified and generous, and has no power to restrain the chicken, faced the visitor in front of her, and she was also swaying in her body, and she couldn't avoid the stabbing fingers.

It was like a fluttering afterimage, and it stopped on the other side of the boudoir between movements.

She looked vigilantly at the person in front of her, but the latter no longer attacked, but stood in place, crossed her arms, and said in a hoarse voice:

"Miss Yaoqin is a good person!

You were born with a beautiful country, like a willow, although you don't know martial arts, but between these walks, the longitudinal technique is quite clever, if the old man is not bad.

It should be the Holy Flame Sect's peerless body method, a lonely step in the long river? ”

A trace of fear flashed in Yaoqin's big eyes, she forced herself to calm down, and said sharply:

"You thief, you can't talk nonsense, my Su family has been a businessman for generations, and it has nothing to do with the martial arts rivers and lakes, let alone the Western Regions Demon Sect..."

Before she could finish her words, she was interrupted by the impatient wave of the man in black in front of her.

The latter lowered his voice and said in a whisper-like tone:

"In June of the fifth year of Zhengding, Zhang Moxie went to the Holy Volcano, the Holy Fire Sect was in chaos, and the two saints disappeared in the chaos.

In November of the following year, the woman gave birth to a daughter, Su Han's daughter...

Miss Yaoqin, do you want me to continue? ”

The man in black sneered, and he looked at Yaoqin, who was pale and trembling in front of him.

He said:

"The girl doesn't have to worry, she won't come to coerce you, I just hope that the girl won't affect the innocent people with her own rights and wrongs."

"What you said is the top secret of my Su family, where did you know it?"

Yaoqin settled her mind, she saw that the person in front of her had no malicious intent, and her speech was foggy, so she asked:

"Who the hell is Your Excellency! What do you mean by implicating the innocent? ”

"What does the old man mean..."

The man in black was halfway through his words, and his feet suddenly started, like a ghostly afterimage, bypassing the round table in front of him and sweeping in front of Yaoqin.

The latter still wants to dodge, but no matter how exquisite his body is, he also needs the support of true qi.

Yaoqin doesn't practice martial arts, she only relies on skillful practice, and she can move in a short time, and suddenly her reaction is a little slower.

As a result, when the man in black twitched and pulled with the palm of his hand, her whole person was wrapped in a whistling energy, grabbed by the man in black, and was strangled by the neck, and the whole person was lifted into the air.

Yaoqin felt that it was difficult to breathe, and a huge force was applied to her neck.

With just one more push, her neck would be broken.

The shadow of death has never been closer.

"What the old man means is that Fan Qingqing, the last bloodline of Da Chu, has a noble status and a rough background, so he must not be entangled by those grievances on your body.

If you really think of her as a sister, you should take the initiative to stay away from her!

As for who the old man is..."

"Smack"

Yaoqin was thrown away, and her slender body fell into the chair, she held her neck and coughed twice, and when she looked up, she saw that the man in black was holding a round emblem in his hand.

It's like empty money.

He said to Yaoqin:

"The old man is a lineage of Tao Zhushan, and the Fan family guards him.

Yaoqin, you are also a hard-working person, and the old man will not embarrass you, but after half a month, Qingqing must leave the qintai.

From now on, you can do it yourself. ”

With that, the man opened the door of the chamber, took a few steps, and then flew up and disappeared into the night.

Yaoqin sat on the chair alone, her neck was still a little painful, and her delicate skin still had blue bruises, but the physical pain was not as good as the torture in her soul.

The secret she'd been trying to protect was revealed.

There was panic in my heart, and there was a touch of desolation.

She knows the origin of "Taozhu Mountain", which is the birthplace of Qingqing's father clan and the "forbidden land" of the Great Chu Dynasty.

It is said to have something to do with the legend of Fan Li and Xi Shi in ancient times.

That was the secret thing her father told her, and now that the people from Tao Zhushan have appeared, then Qingqing's safety naturally doesn't have to worry, but...

It's just that from now on, I'm afraid I'll have to say goodbye to Qingqing.

I will never see the girl who grew up with me again.

"Qingqing, and Shen Qiu... Father, mother... Why do you forsake me, one by one? ”

Yaoqin sat on the chair, curled up and hugged in a circle, like a miserable cat.

She buried her head in her arms, she clasped her fingers, and she didn't even care if her nails were broken, so that she could cry softly:

"I was born to be involved in the Holy Fire Cult, and this is not something I can choose.

Why... Why are you torturing me so much?

Qingqing and Shen Qiu are protecting, but I have no one.

Can anyone help me? ”

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Shen Qiu and Xiao Tie arrived in Liaodong.

But there is still a considerable distance from where Xiao Tie's division is located.

They disembarked at a remote port called Kashima, and the trade route of the outline of the ship reached here, even if Shen Qiu added money, the outline head would not go far to the east.

He told Shen Qiu and Xiao Tie that the east had not been peaceful for more than a year, saying that some foreign barbarians were fighting, and the trade routes there had been cut off for more than ten months.

And even if the trade route is not broken, no one will brave the cold winter weather of Liaodong, and then go to the east, which is a bitter cold place.

At the junction with Samhan, it is a real barren mountain range.

Although the output there is abundant, it cannot be transported, and there are not many people living there except for the rough savages, so naturally there is no chance of making a fortune.

"This Deer Island is only more than a hundred miles away from my division, and the rest of the way, let's ride along the seaside, and it will only take a day or two to arrive."

Xiao Tie didn't care.

Wearing a thin leather jacket and carrying a heavy sword taller than others, he stepped off the ship with vigorous steps and returned to the cold land of Liaodong, making Xiao Tie as energetic as a beast returning home.

He moved his body on the dock that was still icy, and said to Shen Qiu, who was wearing a dirty wool coat behind him, wrapping his whole body, and carrying a knife case:

"Don't tell him, Brother Shen, the Northern Dynasties are extremely heavy on business, and it's not easy for them to run a boat."

Shen Qiu snorted, no longer theorizing with the helpless outline.

It's just that he gave the money, and now he can't send it to the destination, so naturally it's the outline head who is at a loss.

Under Shen Qiu's compulsion, the outline head who spoke Liaodong dialect with a big flavor could only pay out of his own pocket, add three horses to the two, and take some dry food and drinking water, which can be regarded as a clean delivery.

"It's cold."

Shen Qiu, who was riding on the horse, felt that he was quite bloated now, and his pace was not as flexible as before, even if there was a steady stream of Xueji True Qi to drive away the cold.

But the oncoming cold wind mixed with snowflakes hit the face, making the cheeks hurt, and those biting cold winds penetrated into the body along the gaps in the clothes, which really made people uncomfortable.

However, Xiuhe, who was wearing a hat, was still wearing close-fitting coarse cloth clothes, which attracted the attention of others from time to time.

She doesn't care.

She is a machine person and is not afraid of the cold.

Shen Qiu took Xiuhe and followed Xiao Tie away from the dock and along the snow on the coast, after leaving the town, there was no way to go at all.

Not to mention galloping horses, the snow is so thick that the horse has to walk slowly.

"This climate is not right, just like Huaishui turning around to Luoyang, it is not right."

Shen Qiu was wearing leather gloves and grasping the reins of the horse, he looked left and right, not far away, the sea water had not yet frozen, and on the other side was a sparse forest, all covered with falling snow.

In his memory, although it was indeed cold in the Northeast, it would never be so cold!

The air temperature is at least about minus fifteen to twenty degrees, and according to Xiao Tie, this is not yet the coldest time in Liaodong.

"Big brother can't stand it?"

Xiao Tie grabbed the reins of the horse, glanced back at Shen Qiu, he smiled and took out a wine bag made of leather from the horse's pocket, threw it to Shen Qiu, and said:

"Have a drink and warm up.

When I was a child, I lived with Master, and at that time, I had no true qi in my body and could not protect myself from the cold, so Master taught me to drink alcohol to keep warm.

This Liaodong wine is not as clear and long as Jiangnan wine, but the wine is strong, and drinking it is like a fire in the stomach, and it is not afraid of cold. ”

Shen Qiu was not polite, opened the wine sac, and took a sip.

A mouthful of cold liquid poured down his throat into his body, and the place where it flowed was really like a burning knife, and it tasted terrible, like lighting a cigarette cannon, but the effect was really good.

The body in the fur fur quickly warmed up.

"Big brother, Master has taught me that although this Liaodong is a place of suffering, and it is difficult to survive, it is very beneficial to martial arts.

It is in this place of suffering that one can cultivate a pure and pure qi. ”

Xiao Tie took the wine bag thrown by Shen Qiu, took a sip of it himself, wiped his mouth, and said to Shen Qiu:

"And there is a trick, if you want to make the true qi enough to keep out the cold, you have to let it travel faster and more violently throughout the body to withstand the cold of the forest."

"Just like your iron heart?"

Shen Qiu narrowed his eyes and said to Xiao Tie:

"I was still wondering before, why did your iron heart burst so much when it was determined to do so, it turned out that in addition to strengthening the explosive power, it was still born to keep out the cold?"

"Yes."

Xiao Tie nodded, he looked at the vast snow in front of him, returned to Liaodong, and reminded him of the past with his master, so he said to Shen Qiu:

"Master told me that practicing martial arts in the land of Liaodong is like being on a forging platform, and to face the hardships of this place, it is a forging hammer that is hammered all the time.

If you can resist it, you can remove impurities, strengthen yourself, and achieve high-strength martial arts, and finally be like a peerless blade out of the sheath.

If it can't resist, it can only be a third-rate weapon.

Covered with impurities, it is too much to use. ”

Shen Qiu nodded when he heard this.

He made the Xueji True Qi flow in his body faster, such as when he broke out, but he only stirred up more than a dozen acupuncture points, making the True Qi flow speed increase by one-tenth, so that the warmth spread outward from the dantian and heart in the body.

He said:

"Your master has seen it thoroughly.

In this land of Liaodong, if you want to use true qi to keep out the cold, you will increase the consumption of true qi.

Maintaining this state all year round, the true qi in the body will become longer and longer, and the meridians, muscles and bones will become tougher, and they can withstand more surging true qi.

If you go to the Central Plains and fight with people, you can exert twelve points of destructive power.

The climate here is bitter cold and the living conditions are harsh, and it is indeed a good place to practice martial arts, as your master said. ”

"Hehe, big brother is smart."

Xiao Tie clumsily complimented, he said:

"I didn't have the same quick reaction as my eldest brother back then, and it took me several years to understand Master's painstaking efforts... Well, if I'm not mistaken, ten miles ahead, there is a small village where fishermen live.

It can give the two of us a rest. ”

He led the way, and the two of them and one of them rode through the snow with difficulty, and it took him an hour to complete the journey of less than ten miles.

But just when the two of them saw a village built in a col on the coast in front of them, Shen Qiu's eyes changed slightly.

In the cold wind, there was a woman's mournful scream, and in the sea breeze in front of me, there was also a faint drift of fire and smoke.

"Someone's looting that village!"

Xiao Tie clasped the heavy sword behind his back with his backhand, and Shen Qiu also held the hilt outside the knife box, and he listened to the sound coming from the wind.

It was a strange language that Shen Qiu could barely understand.

He narrowed his eyes and said to Xiao Tie beside him:

"It's really strange that you can still meet Japanese people here... It seems that no matter what time it is, these overseas gangsters will not die in the land of China.

Xiao Tie, come with me, go and slaughter this group of widows! ”