Maybe that's what he thinks.

Wen Fei's ......

What was written on my last letter to him?

In addition to the sword spectrum...... I tried my best to recall every sentence written in the letter, what had I written?

But what I remember most clearly in that letter was that a sword book was attached.

That sword book was delivered to me by Su Huanshan's predecessors, and it was obtained by him in his early years, but it was not suitable for his path. Su seniors are fierce and heavy, and the sword path is wide open, but the swordsmanship is light and changeable, and the sword path is treacherous. When I heard my father say that I was looking for swordsmanship, he asked someone to give me the sword book.

I already have two or three sets of swordsmanship on hand, but if it matches the Wen family's mental method, and Wen Fei has always been on the same sword path, I have to count this set.

Speaking of which, I was able to find Shahu here and find the ruins of Yu Baiping and Zhen Hui's beheading back then, also because of the guidance of Su's predecessors.

My aunt's eyes were slightly red: "At the beginning, I thought that Qi Taisheng was not kind-hearted and persuaded my sister not to marry easily, but she didn't listen to me, but it hurt our sisterhood, and we didn't communicate for many years." Until...... I didn't see her either. ”

Oh, yes.

Yuhe ...... It's a lot like me used to be.

For love, I paid the price of my life.

I died at the hands of Wen Fei.

Her death is absolutely inseparable from Qi Taisheng.

The same stupidity.

We came out of Mrs. Qingluan and finally solved a mystery in our hearts, but we didn't feel easy.

Shi Gong shook my hand heavily: "Do you think that those people in Yu Dart Tou died because of you?" ”

I glanced at him, and the eyes of the master in the night were as dark as a deep pool.

"Night Gu is not your fault, and you are never harmless. Why do you have to blame yourself for the evil done by others? ”

I hung my head: "You don't understand ......"

Seeing the lively mansion of the Song family, there was no living mouth left, the corpses were lying on the ground, and there was a dead silence, I stood there at that time and only felt that I must not have woken up yet. It's just a nightmare. In dreams, you only have fear and regret, but you can't move, you can't make a sound, you can't run away......

If it weren't for Yao Zisheng and I being curious and reckless, and finally making the Night Gu, those people would not have died innocently and tragically. There is no such terrible sight in the world. After the incident at the Song family, I repeatedly returned to that time in my dreams and pushed open the two vermilion lacquer gates. Behind the door is not the scene of a scholarly and prosperous family, but a silent corpse.

It wasn't the first time I've seen death.

But for the first time, I was so frightened.

It's like ...... Yao Zisheng and I untied our pockets together. Unleash a demon that is not under our control.

It was not only the Song family that died from the night Gu.

Not to mention, there is also Leijiazhuang.

In the blink of an eye, thousands of lives ......

"Of course I didn't think I killed all of them. But after all, it was affected by me. I could feel my hands trembling slightly: "The more I think about it, the more I regret it......"

It turned out that there were so many people who were caught up in that huge deadly maelstrom. They didn't know me before. After that, I don't know why I encountered a flying disaster. Even the mother Yuhe in this life, the aunt Qi Sheng, the Qi Jing Qi Han, the Lian Lei Fen and Lei Fang...... They're all still being affected by what I did back then.

My master's hand hugged me tightly.

My eyes were hot and sour, and I could bear it just now. Now I feel like tears are about to fall.

The wind on a winter night was as sharp as a knife, and his face was cut painfully.

Master's hand cupped my face, and his lips pressed against mine. It's like a touch of spring sunshine, warm. My hand lifted up with some weakness and gripped his sleeve tightly.

Tears still flowed, lips and teeth grinded, and tongues tasted a faint salty taste.

My husband took me back to the house with half help and half hug. Speaking brisker than usual, he brought me the mirror: "Look." It's the same as a flower cat. ”

My hair was also messed up, my tears were blown by the cold wind, and my face was now red and tight, so I didn't feel uncomfortable.

My master told the servant to fetch water, and I washed my face and combed my hair again. When he wanted to tie the hairband, the master took the comb.

"I'll comb it for you."

I whispered, "Will you?" ”

"Not once, not twice, but too many times."

My face was slightly hot and I turned my head.

Shigong's movements are gentle - of course, not very skilled.

In the mirror, I saw that he was very serious between his eyebrows, as if he was doing something of the utmost importance.

Well, when he was practicing and thinking, he was like this.

…… Comb your hair, you don't need to be like a big enemy.

I couldn't help laughing, and my master pulled my hair for me, and took a jade hairpin to put it in my hair.

"How about a look?"

I looked in the mirror, probably because I was afraid that it would hurt me, so I held it too loosely, and it would definitely come loose after a while. But the loose one has a lazy meaning, and it is not ugly.

I nodded and said, "Well, the craftsmanship is good." ”

After tossing this night, it is already dawn.

I guess Wen Fei and Qi Taisheng probably didn't sleep last night. Qi Taisheng and Wei were mostly struggling with the fake letterbox, and Wen Fei and Yue Tong must have been pondering the remnants of the old paper.

Natu...... It is the mountainous terrain of Sand Lake.

What they are looking for must be the ruins of the Sword Immortal.

It is said that Yue Tong's Yue family is the descendant of the sword fairy Yu Baiping, so it is not too strange that there are some remnants of the secret book.

It's just that these people came together...... It's really not a coincidence that can be explained.

"Let's take a break here."

I nodded.

I used to spend the night with my master, but I meditated on a pouch plate for each of them.

Now I can lie down comfortably.

My grandfather sat beside me, one hand still held by me.

"The evil done by those people has nothing to do with you. Is it true that a strong man should take the blame for the silver and gold for the sake of silver and gold? If it weren't for those yellow and white things, how could people in the world be greedy? Or, according to your thoughts, the person who was robbed was at fault, and he should not have brought gold or silver with him, or he would not have lost his life. ”

I squinted and whispered, "It's different. ”

Shigong hated iron a little: "I thought you had figured it out—"

I turned to my side and pressed my cheek against the back of his hand.

Shigong's voice lowered: "No matter what you remember, what I said to you that day will not change, and you have to ...... Keep it in mind. ”

I remember.

No matter what people in this world think of me, he always believes in me.

No matter what I did, he never gave up on me.

Self-pity doesn't help, and if you do something wrong, try your best to make amends.

Yes......

What others owe me, I will get it back.

And I owe it to others...... Can it still be repaid?

I closed my eyes, and my master's head fell lightly on my forehead, and he whispered, "Sleep." (To be continued)