Chapter Seventy-Five: Descending the Mountain
The early summer sunlight fell on the walls of Huashan Mountain, and of course on everyone.
After Shang Jiu Ge cut off his long hair with the Scarlet Night Sword, he bent down and put the Scarlet Night Sword in Broken Yan's hand, and looked at Yue Pingshan: "By the way, I came out this time, I didn't feel Ning Huaiyuan's sword qi, he went down the mountain?" β
Shang Jiuge asked seriously.
Yue Pingshan was still holding his neck, but because the broken goose did not have killing intent, he just scratched a little skin, and he was stunned when he heard Shang Jiuge's words, and there was no interface for a while.
Shang Jiu Ge frowned: "What, what happened to him?" β
Yue Pingshan looked at the little senior aunt in front of him who didn't know anything about the outside world, paused for a few breaths, and then said, "Ning Huaiyuan, who killed his fellow disciples and rebelled, has already gone down the mountain." β
"Huh?" Shang Jiu Ge looked at Yue Pingshan, the scattered hair around her rose without wind and then drifted around, everyone could feel the killing intent in her heart at that moment from Shang Jiu Ge's simple word.
This was something that had never been done before, so much so that the children who were originally very close to Shang Jiuge couldn't help but take a few steps back.
"Where is he now?" Shang Jiu Ge continued to ask.
It seems that as long as Yue Pingshan says a location, Shang Jiuge will immediately go down the mountain and take him back to Huashan to wait for his fate.
"Ning Huaiyuan is dead." Yue Pingshan said quickly: "I was ordered to go down the mountain to hunt him down......"
"But you can't kill him." Shang Jiu Ge looked at Yue Pingshan and said undoubtedly.
Now Yue Pingshan already knew that what Shang Jiu Ge said was the truth, but when he went down the mountain, everyone felt that it was more than enough for him to do this, and Shang Jiu Ge had been in retreat half a year ago, but now he was still able to see everything clearly, which made Yue Pingshan couldn't help but admire.
Thinking like this, Yue Pingshan chased him down the mountain to kill Ning Huaiyuan, and finally encountered him at the Los Angeles Mountain Temple, and was defeated and killed, and was saved by the little beggar.
"Miscellaneous?" Shang Jiuge muttered to himself and read the name of the little beggar: "That means he saved you and killed Ning Huaiyuan?" β
Yue Pingshan nodded yes.
Shang Jiu Ge pondered for a moment, then raised his head and looked at Yue Pingshan: "I haven't seen my senior brother this time, you can tell my senior brother on my behalf." β
Saying this, Shang Jiu Ge walked barefoot towards the bottom of the mountain.
Yue Pingshan was stunned: "Little Auntie! What do you want me to tell Master? β
Shang Jiu Ge turned around: "Just say that I am out of the customs and plan to go down the mountain for a walk." β
Yue Pingshan nodded, reacted again in an instant, and continued to ask loudly; "Where are you going?"
"I don't know, it's just going down the mountain for a walk, maybe going to Los Angeles?" Shang Jiu Ge didn't turn his head back this time.
At this time, the broken goose, who had been falling to the ground, suddenly said loudly: "Wait! β
Shang Jiu Ge didn't look back or stop: "You've already lost, don't fight." β
"I'm not going to fight!" The broken goose slowly got up on the ground.
In fact, the injuries caused by Shang Jiuge to him were not serious, but the real serious ones were spiritual damage.
That is, mental blows.
If he hadn't had enough confidence in his sword cultivation, Broken Yan wouldn't have gone up to Mount Hua to humiliate himself anyway.
But he never expected that the legendary little aunt of Huashan would be so strong.
If she is a strong person with exquisite swordsmanship and profound internal strength, it will not be such a big blow if she is willing to gamble and lose.
It's just that the sword move that he is most proud of, as long as he makes a move, he is easily found by the other party to find a flaw, and it can be said that every time he loses a move, this blow to the heart of Broken Yan, who has been practicing swords for 20 years, is really devastating.
"Shang Jiuge!" Broken Goose stood up, looked at the other party's back and said loudly: "I, Broken Goose, no longer deserve to have this Scarlet Night Sword." β
"I want you to keep it for me."
"When one day, I think I'm qualified to take this sword, I'll ask you for it."
His voice echoed in the Huashan mountain stream.
Shang Jiu Ge turned around: "Then what if you can't get it back in your life?" β
She said earnestly.
Although the content is really shocking.
"Then it means that Miss Shang is the real owner of this sword." Broken Yan said loudly, and at the same time threw the scarlet night swordsman in his hand at Shang Jiuge, Shang Jiuge smiled, raised his hand and took it, revealing a snow-like wrist: "Then thank you for the sword." β
She herself is also a person who loves swords and understands swords, and knows the wonders of this scarlet night sword, since the other party is a sincere gift, then there is no need to refuse.
Shang Jiu Ge didn't look back after receiving the sword, he walked with a long song, and his figure gradually disappeared on the stretching mountain road of Huashan, and only the song echoed.
"Yulan soup is fragrant, and the clothes are beautiful."
"The spirit is curled up, and the rotten is not yet clear."
ββ¦β¦ββ
Yue Pingshan and the others stood in place for a long time, until they couldn't hear the singing.
"Little Aunt is so handsome!" The children finally came to their senses and began to talk.
"The singing is good, although I can't understand it."
"No, I remember that the little aunt didn't seem to wear shoes when she went out."
"yes, she didn't even bring a change of clothes."
"I didn't have a coil wrapped around it."
Then everyone gathered around Yue Pingshan: "Uncle Yue, Uncle Yue, we don't need to call the little aunt back, she is so pitiful, will she starve to death outside." β
Yue Pingshan smiled: "Our little aunt is a person who can live in the mountains alone for half a year, so don't worry that she will starve to death." β
"Butβit's a bit too much to wear shoes."
Saying this, Yue Pingshan looked at Broken Goose: "What are you going to do next?" β
Duan Yan looked at Yue Pingshan: "I gave the sword to your little aunt, so can I live here for a while first?" β
Yue Pingshan covered his neck and looked at him: "Don't worship the mountain?" β
"Being beaten like this, what kind of face do you have?" Broken Yan shook his head and said.
"Then let's stay." Yue Pingshan still remembers the sword of the Broken Goose, in fact, it is still fresh, this kind of swordsmanship, even in Huashan is rare, if he can stay in Huashan for a few more days, and the senior brothers can increase each other's knowledge, it cannot be said that it is not a good fate.
"I'll go see Master first." Yue Pingshan sighed: "I want to talk about why the little senior aunt suddenly went down the mountain." β
As he spoke, he pressed his sword and walked up the mountain, followed by the broken goose, and then the children who watched the play for a long time and shouted wonderful.
Only the welcome pine was still in place, and the shadow gradually pulled in, waiting for the dusk.
In the thirty-second year of Tianlu, the seventh day of the fifth month.
Huashan Shang Jiuge sword down the mountain, then into the rivers and lakes.
For a while, the wind and clouds surged, and the fish and dragons were easy.
That year, Shang Jiuge was seventeen years old, and there were sixty days left before her eighteenth birthday.
Shang Jiuge walked under the moon, suddenly paused, and kicked a stone flying.
"It hurts."
(1): Chu Ci, "Nine Songs: Jun in the Clouds"