Feng Xiaoxiao's hand flicked lightly on the scroll, his body was weak, and he could hardly hold it.

Out of the pair of beautiful eyes at the beginning, there is no front in the whole picture, all the back.

In the whole picture, there is only one young man in white, either with a sword on his body, or with a sword in his hand, or leaning against a tree, or walking slowly on the road.

Surrounded by sunken ships, severed trees, crumbling rocks, and crumbling houses, it shows that his journey was full of ups and downs, and it was anything but unusual.

The first section is still light and breezy, and the latter section is suddenly thick and colorful, and the atmosphere is steep and tight.

followed by the wind and rain, the danger lurked, and then the clouds saw the sun and suddenly opened up.

The suffocating back in the last bleak autumn breeze makes all the qiē return to tranquility, but the faint thoughts and disappointments floating on the surface of the roll make people linger for a long time and are unforgettable.

There is a small poem at the end, the handwriting is elegant and beautiful, and it is the one that Wu Yazi had muttered before.

"The love strings are silent, the lovesickness is chaotic, and the fog is not the mountain. Looking back, I still remember, my mind is hard to dispel, even if the song is over. ”

Feng Xiaoxiao read it lightly a few times, and thought thoughtfully: "This picture scroll is painted vividly, but the artistic conception is far better than the brushwork, and it is obviously made when I was young." ”

He took another scroll and sighed secretly: "This painting is neat and lively, and it is already everyone's style, and it should have been a lot of time late." It seems that Wu Yazi is a sad person, and then he finally found the love of his life, but the first love is a mellow wine, the longer it is, the more fragrant, the more intoxicating and unforgettable. ”

Suddenly, I remembered that the woman in the painting was not Li Qiushui, who was married to Wuyazi. It's Li Qiushui's sister.

In this way, the two lovesicknesses without cliffs are not fruitless?

Feng Xiaoxiao thought of this. I couldn't help but shake my head and sigh lightly.

Mu Wanqing looked at it blankly for a while, and asked crisply, "This young man in white is Wuyazi...... Master? His experience as a young man was also wonderful! ”

Feng Xiaoxiao smiled slightly, didn't answer, and said, "Since the old man Wuyazi has gone through the immortals, let's bury him well!" ”

Mu Wanqing responded and went out to greet Su Xinghe and the others.

Su Xinghe shook his head and said, "The senior sister in charge doesn't know. The master had left a legacy earlier, saying, 'When I die, I can be cremated.' There must be no tombstones, let alone publicity. ’。 ”

Mu Wanqing let out an "oh" and said, "Then follow what the master said!" ”

She grew up in the mountains since she was a child, and she didn't know the etiquette of the world. I think that this is the case with death. Feng Xiaoxiao was clear, and he was taken aback.

In ancient times, cremation was the capital punishment of people, no less than the punishment of cannon branding, but there was a Song Dynasty, Buddhism flourished, and there were many customs of cremation among the people, and the government also turned a blind eye. Close one eye, you can't control it. I turned a blind eye.

But if you don't set up a tombstone, it has never been heard of, it is equivalent to self-extinction inheritance, even if the poor have no money to buy a coffin, only use a thin mat to bury, the tombstone is also to be erected.

Feng Xiaoxiao's eyes were puzzled.

Su Xinghe glanced at him, but he didn't make a sound.

He had just been reprimanded by Mu Wanqing, so naturally he didn't dare to leak the internal affairs of the Xiaoyao faction to Feng Xiaoxiao again.

Mu Wanqing was ignorant.

Feng Xiaoxiao knew it in his heart, so he had to say: "Girl Mu, people die but don't erect a monument, it's rare in the world, there are some strange things, I don't know why." ”

Mu Wanqing let out an "ah" and said curiously: "Why do you want to erect a monument?" When my mother and I were in the mountains, I killed tigers and leopards, and didn't all the fur and bones left behind burn them, and according to you, we had to erect a monument? ”

Feng Xiaoxiao coughed a few times dryly, and said: "People are people, and animals are animals, how can they be equaled." ”

Mu Wanqing shook her head, indicating that she couldn't understand, but still said, "It's just what you say, I'll listen to you." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao glanced at it and said, "Then you ask Senior Brother Su, why is this so?" ”

Mu Wanqing said with a smile: "You just ask him directly, why are you beating around the bush, it's not good to ask for it." ”

Only then did Su Xinghe say: "Since the senior sister in charge has permission, the junior brother naturally does not dare to hide it. After a pause, he turned his head sideways and said, "A few of you are also listening, but you must not spread the word, otherwise the door rules will be severely punished." ”

The 'Eight Sages of Hangu' should be solemn together.

Su Xinghe nodded, groaned slightly, and said: "Since the founding of our Xiaoyao Sect Xiaoyaozi Patriarch, there has been a big opponent, and the heart of our sect has been immortal for more than a hundred years, but anyone who knows the disciples of this sect will definitely search for thousands of miles, and they will be killed quickly when they go to heaven and earth." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao bowed slightly, and said: "No wonder you don't let outsiders know the name of the 'Easy Faction' alive or dead, it turns out that you are afraid of attracting that big opponent?" ”

"What about the word 'fear'?" , Su Xinghe said unhappily: "This faction fights with it, and it has always only won and not lost, but these people are the best at assassination, and wherever they appear, they will definitely kill all the people who see them, and they will be too vicious." The patriarch of this sect issued this ban, which is also inevitable that the killing is too much, and it will hurt the peace of the heavens. ”

Feng Xiaoxiao said secretly: "Aren't you going to kill all the people who heard the name of the 'Easy Sect'." There are 100 kills 100, there are 1,000 kills 1,000, and what do you dare to say, 'I don't want to hurt the heavens'? What a joke! He smiled apologetically.

Su Xinghe smiled and said, "Senior Brother Feng should also know something, back then, he was able to hit this opponent hard and make him collapse, and the predecessors of the 'Witch God' also made great efforts. ”

Feng Xiaoxiao shook his head and said, "I don't know any of this. ”

Su Xinghe praised: "In the eyes of the predecessors of the 'Witch God', it must be just a trivial matter," and then continued: "These people have no choice but to do anything about their own sect, and they have thrown themselves into Buddhism, and they are willing to be pawns and dogs, which is really hateful." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao was slightly surprised, and asked, "In this way, the Loose Sect is still the opposite of Buddhism?" Why? ”

Su Xinghe was puzzled: "I don't know the reason, the master didn't mention it." The wind of words changed, and he said excitedly: "I only heard that there were a few big killings back then, and the Faxiangzong was almost wiped out, and the Pure Land Sect was like a master who died in Hanguguan, and the two sects of Tiantai and Huayan were forced to close their doors, and the Zen sect led by Shaolin withdrew from the dispute, and the opponent escaped from the Central Plains with a lot of urine." ”

He spoke fluently and smoothly, and his white beard trembled, showing that he was extremely proud.

"Hanya Hachiyou" obviously not heard about this for the first time, and everyone shook their heads, their faces were bright, and they were very excited.

Su Xinghe bowed to Feng Xiaoxiao, and said: "This sect has always had few disciples, in addition to the master, the previous generation only had one uncle, one uncle, when the sects of Buddhism could not hold each other, thanks to the predecessors of the 'witch god' thousands of miles to help, in order to break the Buddhism, scatter the four great monks, kill one and defeat three." ”

Feng Xiaoxiao was leisurely fascinated, and said in his heart: "Xiao Xue'er has traveled this way, but it is much more exciting than me." ”

Su Xinghe raised his head slightly, wiped his beard, reminisced for a while, his eyes darkened, and said: "It's a pity that the disciples of our generation are too uncompetitive, and they have to rely on the prestige of the previous generation to survive in the world." ”

Suddenly, he gritted his teeth and said: "That evil thief Ding Chunqiu attacked the master secretly, causing his old man to suffer a heavy injury...... And I'm ......", when he said this, he was already in tears, and he couldn't cry.

"Hanya Eight Friends" felt the same way, and they all wept silently.

Feng Xiaoxiao lowered his head and said silently, and said in his heart: "Who let you indulge in the way of the side door, and you can't even beat Ding Chunqiu, who is to blame?" ”

Su Xinghe wiped his tears and choked up: "The master is reluctant to erect a monument, all for me, an unfilial disciple, if the Buddhism knows that the master has gone immortal, he will definitely come back and find back the field of the year, and the big opponent will never give up, alas! ”

Feng Xiaoxiao said softly: "Don't blame yourself too much, Mr. Wuyazi is thoughtful, this is also for the continuation of the inheritance of the Carefree Sect, and you can't just do it." ", said in his heart: "He did this, Bacheng still thought about the safety of the head of the house, that is, Mu Wanqing, otherwise the next head of the family would not succeed in martial arts, how could he deal with many opponents." ”

Mu Wanqing frowned and said, "What Brother Feng said is very true, you are a big man, and you are old, what do you cry like?" ”

Su Xinghe hurriedly straightened his face and saluted: "The senior sister of the head of the sect is right, it is the little brother who is rude." ”

Mu Wanqing asked, "Hearing you say this, I still have a senior uncle and an uncle?" The tone was quite reluctant.

She is used to being comfortable, if it weren't for the great kindness of Wuyazi to her, she had to apprentice, and she really didn't want to live under others.

Su Xinghe hurriedly said: "Uncle Li, she has lived in seclusion for many years and no longer asks about the world, while Uncle Wizard had some disagreements with her master many years ago, and she has long lived outside the Central Plains and lost contact. ”

Mu Wanqing nodded with satisfaction, tugged at Feng Xiaoxiao's sleeve, and said crisply: "Brother Feng, I'm in charge, if those monks from Tianlong Temple come to make a noise, I will definitely help you send it away." Her cheeks were red and her eyes were full of anticipation, like a little girl waiting for an adult's praise, how could she still have her original cold appearance.

She felt that she was a head shorter than Wang Yuyan along the way, and she always let Feng Xiaoxiao save her, and she was useless.

Ben is a high-minded and arrogant girl, how can she stand this, she is a little inferior in her heart, and she feels a little proud at this time.

Feng Xiaoxiao chuckled and nodded, and said gently: "I have caused a lot of trouble, you will definitely help me more in the future!" ”

Mu Wanqing suddenly smiled, nodded again and again, suddenly the ground was red again, glanced at him secretly, and stopped talking.

Feng Xiaoxiao didn't notice it, and muttered: "Senior Brother Su, I remember that you just said the name of the 'Easy School' in front of everyone, and others are fine, but there are two monks from the Xuanzi generation in Shaolin......"

"Ah", he said angrily in his heart: "No wonder they have to save Duan Yu, I really thought how they were not afraid of life and death, it turned out that they wanted to leave with a witness of sufficient weight." ”

Su Xinghe sighed and said, "I also thought of this, and after I was going to cremate the master, I would leave here with the senior sister of the master." (To be continued......)

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