I have a sword case with two swords hidden in the box, one connecting the world and the other peering into the underworld.

The night of Guiyuan Valley is not over, the morning sun is about to rise, and the sea of clouds floats and sinks in the ghost town of Yuhua that descends according to the mountain. I took off the sword box I was carrying, threw it on the ground at will, and lifted my hand up, and the sword that had cultivated spiritual energy flew into the air and landed in my hand. I have carefully looked at the blade of the sword, and I have seen every trace of the subtle dark carved lines of the spine of the double sword.

A dark silhouette gradually appeared, the tip of the toe was on the tip of the Yin Sword, and the already vague figure was blown by the mountain wind, which made it even more ethereal.

"Sword?" His voice was slightly hoarse, and he spat out the first word.

I picked up the Yin Sword, and he instinctively lifted himself up and landed lightly three feet away from me, like a vigorous swallow. Satisfied with his dexterity, I said bluntly, "I want you to be my shadow." ”

"Shadow?" His tone was a little puzzled, and after a while, he seemed to remember something, and asked, "Are you a real martial artist?"

"I am. I nodded, "You had a deep obsession in your heart before you died, so you will be summoned by me." You have unfinished business, and I have people I want to kill. Would you like to work with me?"

He didn't answer for a moment, but I had enough patience to wait. The most indispensable thing in Guiyuan Valley is the soul of the new dead, where the yin and yang of heaven and earth meet, above the peaks and mountains, and above the sea of clouds, is the dojo and temple of my true martial arts. I leaned against the old tree, thinking about my old best friend, who had died in a foreign land after only one year of my retreat, and the previous competition had to be abandoned...... How can you do it!

Hatred churned in my chest, and even after reading the scriptures for more than twenty years, I was just a mortal.

"I promise you. He said.

I smiled and tossed the Sword of Hades at his feet. He reached out and grasped the hilt of his sword, drawing an inky shadow of the sword. He traced his fingers over the spine of the sword, tapped lightly, and sighed, "Good sword!"

I picked up the Yin Sword, inserted it back into the sword box with the Yang Sword, and carried it behind me.

He has been my shadow ever since.

My deceased best friend is called Qin Feibai, and he studied under the Taibai Sword Sect. He has a very high understanding of kendo, and he has already made a name for himself in the rivers and lakes at a very young age. The so-called wood show in the forest, the wind will destroy it, and there are many people who hope that he will die, but I have found out who killed him, and he is a killer on the list. So what? The rivers and lakes are like this, there will always be someone to collect the debts, and someone will always come to pay them.

It took me seven days to teach the sword tricks of Zhenwu to Ying, and on the eighth day we sailed to Hangzhou. The east wind is near, and the green weeping willows on the shore are stirring the water. A year ago, at this time, I said goodbye to Feibai here, and when the catkins were flying, he said that it was like the sea of clouds in Xiangzhou, and I said that it was like the heavy snow in Qinchuan.

"At this time next year, I'll visit you in Zhenwu. He smiled and said, "You owe me a win, you have to remember." ”

Of course I remember. During these days of retreat, I always sat on the top of the mountain and watched the sea of clouds rise and fall, and felt the tremor of the long sword in my knees. How can you forget it? When I first saw him, the young swordsman's sword light, which was as fast as a swift swallow, broke through the rainbow at the beginning of Jiuhua, picked up the most colorful peach blossom on the branch, and handed it to the little girl on the roof with a smile. And the rain and peach blossoms fell between the sword qi agitation, and I subconsciously took a step back, and gently swirled the sword box to block it, and then I saw the young man on the eaves say to me apologetically: "I'm sorry!"

What kind of temper could this have? to his handsome, still childish face.

The young swordsman jumped off the eaves with the little girl in his arms, and then turned back to me and asked, "Are you looking for the sheep?" I can see far from it, and it is going that way. ”

"That's it. I shook my head and sighed, "Let's just be fate." ”

The young man smiled and said, "I see that you and I are quite fateful, why don't you go and have a drink." ”

I might as well be respectful. Qin Feibai actually saw my cultivation by his actions to block the rain, and pulled me to the wine stall at the gate of Fanghua Valley, and without saying a word, he couldn't help but put forward a request for a sword competition. I didn't like to fight and kill, but I couldn't help it, so I had to agree.

We went to the valley outside Fanghua Valley to fight, and his sword moves were fast and elegant, like a glimpse of the elusive new swallow - but I was a hunter. What I don't lack the most is patience, and what I'm best at is seeing and looking for opportunities. We didn't stop until the evening until the moon, and we didn't tell a winner. My swordsmanship is indeed inferior to his, but my heart is stronger than his-after all, I was once punished and imprisoned in the Danfang for copying 500 volumes of scriptures, and the experience was too painful, so I always want to take two more steps before doing things and making moves. He gasped slightly with his sword, and looked up at me, his eyes did not show loss due to frustration, but were exceptionally bright: "Your move to drive away the shadow...... It's clearly a move, so why is it different every time you use it?"

He is an idiot with a sword!

I smiled helplessly and said, "Exorcism is the secret technique of my true martial arts, and I can't go into details. It's just that if you look at this drop of water, it is tea in the cup, rain and mist in the air, and it becomes a river on the ground, isn't it a truth?"

He pondered for a moment, then viciously poked my shadow on the ground with his sword, and said, "You are the one who beat me so badly!"

I thought it was funny, and compared a pose, and the moonlight shone on the shadow, and then the posture of the abyss was also conjured. He jumped back and realized that I was just setting up an empty shelf to scare people, and he silently looked at me for a moment, scratched his head in embarrassment, and both of them laughed.

"Are you all really martial arts shadows like me?" That night, Shadow was holding an illusory scroll in his hand and suddenly looked up and asked me.

We have been waiting for Hangzhou Inn for two days. I held the silk cloth and wiped the sword against the candle flame, squinted slightly at the watery blade, and when I heard him ask, I put down the sword: "That's not the case. ”

"I'm not strong enough, but I don't want to wait for a moment, I can only think of some ways to go out of the way. As I spoke, I gently returned the Yin and Yang swords into the sword box, looked at the shadow sitting cross-legged in the dark, and asked him, "You haven't told me what you are thinking about?" ”

"Me?" His tone raised slightly, and then he lowered his head in disappointment: "I forgot." ”

I was stunned: "How could it be?" Then why did you wander around the Guiyuan Valley for months?"

Shadow fell silent for a long time, and after a while, he waved the scroll in his hand, and with a light leap to the window, he sat down on the windowsill. The spring rain has just passed, and the scarlet peaches outside the house have just bloomed, even if they are shrouded in a veil-like night, they are very charming and lovely. I thought it was cute that he was thinking with his head propped up on one elbow, so he smiled and walked to the window.

"Look, the shadow is three. I said.

"It's just a jug of wine. Shadow turned his head, glanced at me, and sighed, "I can't drink the wine." As he spoke, he suddenly jumped down from the windowsill and landed lightly on the small courtyard covered with moonlight and tree shadows, and with a slight flick of his hand, he turned into the phantom of my yin sword.

I watched him dance the sword upstairs, and at the beginning I taught him the sword tricks, but then it gradually became untraceable, but the sword was full of intent, and the flowers on the ground flew along with his sword, as if the flowers had become swords, and the water had become swords. Finally, he waved the shadow sword in his hand, swept away, and returned to me, chuckled, and said, "I came back from the dead, neither human nor ghost, and the only thing in my body is still the sword." "With that, his figure flashed, and he roamed into my sword box.

I was stunned for a long time, then I stroked the cold sword case with my hand and said softly, "Isn't there still me now?"

The sword roared softly in the box, Xu answered me, Xu laughed at me.

It was night that I dreamed of Qin Feibai again. He stood under the old tree on the Chang Street in Hangzhou and said to me: "I benefited a lot from your guidance a few months ago. ”

I thought about it for a while, and then I realized that he was talking about the sword competition on the day I first met: "Where and where ......"

"You are right, water is tea in a cup, and rain is in heaven and earth...... During this time, I have been thinking, everything is unpredictable, why can't it be a sword in my hand?" As he spoke, his eyes were as bright as the sparkling waves of the West Lake, and his tone was full of unconcealable interest.

You see, before he could say three words, he pulled on the sword again. It's just that everything is a sword, and it is said lightly, but the flowing water is too soft, and the flowers are easy to disperse, how many people can put it into the sword? But seeing that he is excited, how can I splash him with cold water?

"You're right. I nodded.

"Duplicity. Without hesitation, he pierced my kind words, but smiled, "Of course I know it's hard. I have a sword move called Sword Walking Mountains and Rivers. As he spoke, he gestured with his sword, and seemed to be unable to hold back and want to compare swords, but his face was pale

Dusk and sunset, drinking wine, the top of the stone bridge, the vicissitudes of lonely shadows

A lonely music, full of tenderness, the affairs of the rivers and lakes, the clouds and smoke of the past. Foolish is not talented, walking the rivers and lakes for more than 20 years, but now it is like a retreat. The century has changed, the Yiren are deceased, and the former Jinlan is in the vicissitudes of life. When the moon is in the sky, leaning against the wall alone, the wine pot is gradually empty, and the lonely shadow is vicissitudes.

On the top of the stone bridge, in front of the cliff, wild grass is overgrown, and the cold wind is biting. Looking up at the depths of the moonlight, the silhouette of the Yiren danced, and my tears filled my eyes, and I stepped on the clouds. At the end of the cliff, the colorful dazzling, the rain and dew are fresh, the stream is clear, the insects and birds are singing, just like a fairyland. I screamed, and I burst into tears. Helpless, the reflection in the water, the lonely shadow only. What is the reason for the sorrow, what is the reason for the solitary walk. The heart of the rivers and lakes, the love of children, engraved in the heart bones, and the heart of pain. At the end of the scene, the love is gone, drink wine, raise a glass to hurt the spirit, and be empowered. I want to fight the sword rivers and lakes, walk alone in the distance, sing about wine all my life, and pave the world with heaven and earth.

It's hard to sleep, the past is heavy, chivalrous and tender, and it's not at the right time. In today's earthly world, the flood has become a catastrophe. I am in the world, and I can escape from the world. Now, I have experienced the feeling of "not knowing what others do, and not knowing others". The treacherous juniors in the world are rampant, and the good people cannot be prevented, and over time, there is no distinction between good and evil.