Chapter 33: The Past Is Like Smoke
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Lu Fengqiu looked at Li Qiushui, who was hiding his anger in his chest, took out the jade Ruyi and threw it to Li Qiushui.
Li Qiushui took the jade Ruyi in his hand, and couldn't help but chuckle in his heart.
In her memory, she had seen it more than once, her father was alone in a daze at this jade Ruyi, she knew that this jade Ruyi was her father's most personal object, and it was almost impossible for others to take it.
"You know this jade Ruyi, and they all recognize it."
"Senior Brother said when he left, this is the only thing on him that is still a little missing, it is left to you two sisters, and it is best to keep it by Zhile Master and nephew."
"It's good for you to hate him, or to hate him, this jade ruyi is his relic after all, and it's good to stay by your side and think about it."
"Senior brother, his old man is at the end of his life, otherwise it wouldn't be me who came to see you."
"He walked very peacefully, he didn't choose to be buried, he said that this vast world, a corner of the land could not accommodate him."
"So he chose cremation, when he came, it was not vigorous, and when he went, he hoped to burn out and was unwilling."
"He wants me to tell you two of you, in this life, people do not bring with them in life, they do not take them with them in death, they can't see it, they destroy themselves, and they destroy you, but when he is gone, there is no one to restrain you, and I hope you will no longer hate him and resent him."
Li Qiushui stood aside, holding the jade Ruyi, she listened to what Lu Fengqiu said, her hands were trembling.
She acted recklessly in the first half of her life, and was hurt by love in the second half of her life, so she reluctantly listened to her father's words and went to the Western Xia Kingdom to marry another woman.
Over the years, she has lived a very bad life, she is the concubine of the Western Xia Kingdom, and her power is unparalleled, but she is full of worries all day long.
She never took her father's restoration of the country to heart, because there was no so-called homeland in her eyes, only her senior brother who once loved her.
Now that I think about it, she has always been ashamed of her father's cultivation.
Even if his will is imposed on him, he is still a father who has cut all the thorns in front of him for himself.
Now he's dead, really dead.
Li Qiushui tore off the veil on her face, and the four extremely long sword wounds were drawn into a "well" character, which crisscrossed and crisscrossed her, making her right eye protrude, and the corner of her left mouth was crooked, unspeakably ugly and ugly.
is obviously a beauty, but it has become like this.
In the past, Li Qiushui was very concerned about others seeing her like this, but now, she was like no one around, walking in front of the stone wall, looking at the patterns on the stone wall and laughing and crying.
Lu Fengqiu looked at Wu Yazi and said, "Teacher nephew, it's time for you to reveal your heart to them, you have been hiding for thirty years, and all you lack is an open and honest one." ”
Hearing this, Wu Yazi nodded, he took out a picture scroll from his arms, then looked at Tianshan Tong's grandmother, and said, "Senior sister, you come." ”
Tianshan Tong's grandmother took the painting over, and after spreading it out, after taking a closer look, she couldn't help but change her face greatly, she looked at Wuyazi, and said sadly: "Senior brother, what you are thinking about is not me after all." ”
Wu Yazi said calmly: "Senior sister, I was sorry for you first, but I still miss you all these years, but this concern is not the love between men and women, you and I are so old, where is there any love in my heart, it's just an obsession with the beauty of my youth." ”
"Senior sister, I'm not afraid of your jokes, junior brother, I've been hiding in that dark hole for the past thirty years, thinking that I love my little sister very much, don't you know that I am deceiving myself, I have drawn a circle for myself, and I am trapped in it."
"Uncle Xiao is right, my inner demons are born from my heart, and I have all kinds of idiots."
"Senior sister, the three of us studied art with the master, and we also supported each other when we were young, just because of love and jealousy, it ruined our love for the same art, and now I think about it, how unbearable it is."
"The most important thing is that we have failed the cultivation of Master and his old man, and we have not carried forward the Freedom Sect."
"Now that Master and his old man are gone, it's time for us to wake up."
"The past is like smoke, the four of us are all hundreds of years old, why are we so persistent?"
Wu Yazi's eyes were extremely clear, and once he was enlightened, the grandmaster's bearing was spontaneously born.
His words, word by word, for Tianshan Tong's grandmother, are a thousand times more effective than what others say, ten thousand times.
Tianshan Tong's grandmother grabbed the painting and said, "Are you painting Zhile girl?" ”
Wu Yazi bowed slightly: "It's her, it's not her." ”
He paints his own demons.
Tianshan Tong's grandmother listened, nodded slowly, closed the painting, and handed it back to Wu Yazi, her face was calm, and she couldn't see any waves in her heart.
She walked towards the outside of the stone room, and when she was far away, her laughter came back from the tunnel, and the laughter was full of relief.
Lu Fengqiu glanced at Li Zhile and Li Qiushui, patted Wu Yazi's shoulder, and said, "Teacher nephew, your eloquence is good." ”
Wu Yazi smiled bitterly.
Lu Fengqiu left with a smile.
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Seven days later, on the Ethereal Peak, there was a lively scene in the Vulture Palace.
The women of the Nine Heavens and Nine Divisions have been decorating the palace with lights.
From beyond the hall, the red silk stretched into the hall.
In the Eagle Palace, Lu Fengqiu was teasing Xiaohua in the back garden, and Xiaohua was rare that she didn't run around, so she lay beside him, looking around from time to time.
Not long after, four girls who looked exactly the same appeared in the corridor over there, and it was the four girls of Meilan Zhuju who arrived.
Mei Jian said respectfully on the side: "Lord, it's time to change your clothes, the sisters of the Nine Heavens and Nine Divisions are waiting in the hall." ”
I saw that Nalan Jian was holding a new robe in his hand.
Lan Jian smiled and said, "Lord, this is Sister Fu's own clothes, she is the "needle god" of our Vulture Palace. “
Lu Fengqiu smiled, stood up, and took the clothes from Lan Jian's hand, it was a robe, the main blue color, with white edges.
This is specially requested by Lu Fengqiu, he doesn't like bells and whistles, so it's just right.
Lu Fengqiu changed the robe and took the four girls to Juxian Hall.
The four girls walked behind Lu Fengqiu, and Lan Jian said with a coquettish face: "This little deer raised by the Lord is so naughty, it actually got into my house last night. “
The other three girls looked at the little flower that followed Lu Fengqiu's side, and couldn't help but cover their mouths and chuckle.
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Vulture Palace, Juxian Hall.
Lu Fengqiu stood on a high place, looked at the nine heavens and nine women in the hall, raised the wine glass in his hand, and said, "Tonight is Chinese New Year's Eve, everyone don't have to be restrained, eat and drink well." ”
After Lu Fengqiu finished speaking, he drank all the wine in the cup, and then left with his hands, although his face was calm, in fact, he was panicked inside, facing hundreds of women alone, Yingying Yanyan, he was really big.
Chinese New Year's Eve is naturally a day of reunion.
The women of these nine heavens and nine divisions are actually a group of poor people.
Some are orphan girls who have lost their parents since childhood, some are women who were abandoned by their husband's family halfway, and some are abandoned by their families like Mei Lan Zhuju.
If it weren't for Tianshan Tong's grandmother to take them in, they would not know where to live now.
That day in the tunnel, Wu Yazi made everything clear to Tianshan Tong and Li Qiushui.
Li Qiushui and Tianshan Tong's grudge for decades finally shook hands and made peace in front of Xiaoyaozi's clothed mound.
The mound was built by the grandmother of the Tianshan Mountain, and it was built in the big karst cave in the tunnel.
Wu Yazi kept watch in front of the clothed mound all day long, saying that he would keep it for 7749 days.
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