Chapter Twenty-Seven: Farewell (Part 3!) )
Three days later, Dagongfang. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. biquge。 info
This place has now been bought by Jiao Gongli and given to Du Yu.
A black-faced young man with a long sword and a handsome man who looked a little feminine stood side by side, and opposite were two Taoist priests, an old man and a young man.
The black-faced young man smiled innocently, while the handsome man stared at the young Taoist priest opposite him with an unnatural gaze.
They are here to resign, Yuan Chengzhi and Xia Qingqing.
Maybe it's because there is no treasure in the original book, maybe it's because there is no one in the original book who turned the tide on Jiao Gongli's mansion, maybe it's because the treasure is in the hands of Du Yu and Jiao Gongli.
When he resigned, there were only two of them, if you count Hong Shenghai, who was standing far away, it was three people, Jiao Gongli did not come to see him off, but just sent a disciple to come with five hundred taels of silver, saying that it was a coil on the road, which was inevitably a little perfunctory.
"Dao Chief, Brother Du, let's go, the green mountains will not change, the green water will flow forever, we will see you in the rivers and lakes!" After catching up, Yuan Chengzhi and Qingqing simply bid farewell to Du Yu and Mu Sang and went all the way north.
"The green mountains do not change, and the green water flows forever!" When parting, Du Yu smiled at Qingqing, Xia Qingqing's eyes were even more unnatural, in order to make up for him taking the Golden Snake Sword, Du Yu took out a rare and beautifully carved jasper bracelet from the big box and gave it to Xia Qingqing, so now Xia Qingqing was in a complicated mood and didn't know how to treat this guy in front of him.
Fortunately, I am on the road, and I don't have to continue to face it, which is much easier.
"Master, they're far away, there's no need to look."
"I'm going to leave like this in a few days, but not in this direction, but over there. I just don't know if I can find something from my master this time. He pointed to the West.
"Master, you are auspicious, you can naturally find it."
"I have passed on your swordsmanship, light skills, hidden weapons, palm techniques, internal skills, these five kung fu, the next four nights, I want to teach you boxing, claw, fingering, legs, as for the rest, you just practice diligently every day." Mu Sang said very plainly and seriously.
"Okay, I remember." is still this sentence, Du Yu said more solemnly than before.
"In the future, when you meet people from the Huashan faction, if they really embarrass you, it is nothing to really kill you, Lao Dao and Lao Mu have friendship, but friendship is friendship, I learned my martial arts, practiced well, after three years, I will go into hiding, find a good disciple to pass on the kung fu, and then come to the rivers and lakes."
"In three years, I'm only twenty-one years old!" Although Du Yu wasn't really worried, because he could shuttle through other worlds, he couldn't help but let out a low cry.
"Why, you won't! Yes, you can't! Still don't want to? Can't stand the loneliness!? Mu Sang Dao Chang suddenly turned his head, no longer looking into the distance, but the divine light in his eyes soared, and he looked at Du Yu very sharply, and his voice became sonorous, and he asked loudly.
"No, Master, I listen to you, after three years, I will go into hiding, find a child to pass on this kung fu." Du Yu agreed repeatedly, and Nuo Nuo said yes.
Mu Sangdao's eyes softened again, and his voice was not as stern as before.
"Good boy, I accept you as an apprentice, and I only hope that my iron sword will never stop. I didn't teach my junior brother well is the biggest regret of my life, I can see that you are a person who knows how to repay kindness, you may do bad things, but you keep your promise, alas, ......" Halfway through speaking, Mu Sang Dao stopped talking, and his eyes looked into the distance again, as if he was expecting something.
"Master, don't delay important things because of playing chess." Du Yu remembered the experience of Mu Sang Dao in the original book, and couldn't help but persuade.
"Heh, you know me, okay, listen to you, I haven't played chess for a while." Mu Sang said with a smile.
After being silent for a while, Du Yu asked
"Master, when will you come back?"
"After March!"
"What if you don't come back after March?"
"Then I'll never come back."
The sky was now only eight or nine o'clock sun, which should have been brilliant, but it was drifted by a white cloud, and the light was a little bleak under the cover.
Four days later, there were only two people left in front of the stone lion in Dagongfang.
An old Taoist priest with a chessboard on his back, and a handsome young Taoist priest with a long and straight figure.
Du Yu inherited Mu Sang's kung fu, and naturally he also inherited his Taoism, although Mu Sang is more people in the martial arts than Taoists, but one law is the Tao, and all the laws are clear, but it is just a bypass, Mu Sang's Taoist cultivation is not low, at least better than ninety percent of the Taoist priests at that time.
"I will, you've learned everything, what you can teach, I've done my best. Again, you must always remember that you are the whole future of a sect! ”
"Yes, Master, I remember." Du Yu thought about it, and finally said this.
"That's good, that's good." Mu Sang muttered twice, turned around to leave, took a step, and turned back again, with some hesitation and reluctance on his face.
After a while, he said: "People are very competitive, fighting for fame, power, and profit, and I am not exempt from vulgarity, I just hope that one day you can think through and see away, don't be dragged down by these vulgar things, do things, it's nothing to be decisive, but there will be a lot less trouble." "The babbling is like a reminder, little by little.
Although Mu Sang and Du Yu have only been masters and apprentices for seven days, the reason is just an appreciation and a desire for him to inherit the sect, but this relationship is not false, nor is it shallow than any other, but very deep. Whether it is Mu Sang or Du Yu, they cherish it.
"Master, I can help you." Du Yu thought for a while and said.
"How can you help me?" Mu Sang smiled, he was very happy that his disciple was willing to help him, but he didn't believe that Du Yu was capable, and he didn't want him to go.
"......" Du Yu hesitated for a long time, did not speak, on martial arts, he is not as good as Mu Sang, on wisdom and scheming, he is also not as good as the old Taoist priest who has rich life experience, sees through the world, and has practiced human feelings, and he has never even seen the little iron sword, he went, maybe a drag oil bottle, not a good helper.
"Okay, anything, there will be an end when it starts again, you don't have to be lost, we will meet again." Mu Sang saw that Du Yu didn't speak, and was silent, and knew that his disciple had figured it out. When the words fell, the person was already a few feet away, and there was a faint sound of singing in the air.
"Pima came south to cross the Zhejiang River...... Biancheng Palace is far away and saga...... Whoever surrenders to the enemy will be the traitor of the country and the traitor will discuss peace. Yellow Leaf Ancient Ancestral Hall: Cold rain accumulation...... There are many white clouds in the clear mountains. How to say goodbye to Zhu Xianzhen...... I don't see the general playing a triumphant song! Playing the lamentation of O Kaiai......"
Later, the voice gradually became inaudible, and the person disappeared into the distance, Du Yu looked at his back, and his heart was moved, lost, and grateful, and all kinds of emotions came to his heart for a while, and he couldn't help but cry.
This is the first teacher in his life! Master, Master, Master is like Father!