Tang Jing was puzzled and said, "You're not afraid that he will make a comeback?" ”

Xiang Zhongyin stood with his hands in his hands, his momentum seemed to be proud of the world, and he said calmly: "I took him down in one and a half moves, do you think he still has a chance to fight?" ”

Tang Jing was shocked when he heard this, he knew that there were two meanings in his words. One is that if he can take it lightly, he will definitely win next time. The second is that he won so easily, and the above officials are so conceited, and their bodies and minds have already been severely defeated, how dare they be enemies with him again.

Dongfang Yu frowned and said, "Are you going to let him go?" ”

Xiang Zhongyin shook his head and smiled bitterly: "You are wrong, I didn't let him go, I just wanted him to live a miserable life." I want the world to know what kind of man he is, but I can't let him die easily. ”

Tang Jing's robe sleeves were raised, and he suddenly realized: "I see." ”

Xiang Zhongyin suddenly remembered something, glared at him, and said coldly: "I haven't settled accounts with you about Dongyazi, so you'd better not think that you can stay out of it." ”

Tang Jing was startled at first, and then said with a wry smile: "If you are talking about this, then you shouldn't come to me." ”

Xiang Zhongyin was surprised: "What do you mean by this?" ”

Tang Jing touched his beard and sighed: "This matter is a big disaster caused by my foolish Tang Cheng, and I have kicked him out of the house." If you want revenge, please take it upon yourself. I heard before that he went to watch the moon boat to fight in the ring to make money, but I don't know if it's true or not. ”

Xiang Zhongyin remembered the incident of the Lotus Platform of the Moon Viewing Boat that day, and exclaimed: "Did you really drive him out of the house?" ”

Tang Jing nodded and said, "That's true, but don't misunderstand." The reason why I drove him away, in addition to the fact that he killed Dongyazi, what I can't forgive is that he wants to steal the drug scripture. My Tang Sect has been famous for poison for generations, only others ask us for advice, where is our turn to steal other people's cheats. He humiliated Tang Men by doing so, so I drove him away. ”

Xiang Zhongyin said in a deep voice: "If that's the case, then that's fine." He bowed, and after making a confession, he picked up Shangguan Quan's delicate body with both hands, turned around and left down the valley.

Along the way, Shangguan Quan cried so much that he couldn't stop crying, and choked up: "Quan'er is already filthy and unworthy of her husband's love." ”

Xiang Zhongyin knew that she was sad, and she didn't plan to say anything, she just wanted her to cry out and vent. Xiang Zhongyin only kissed her on the cheek, and said softly: "No matter what you did before, it was in the past." With that, he was silent, and led her back to the carriage.

When Luo Jianu saw him return safely, although she was surprised by his white hair, she didn't care about the matter of hanging on the official owl. After Xiang Zhongyin placed Shangguan Quan, he explained to Luo Jianu in great detail.

After hearing this, Luo Yanu's face changed several times, and she said unhappily: "You actually didn't kill him, aren't you really afraid that he will come nonsense?" ”

Xiang Zhongyin said indifferently: "If you want to kill him, it may be too late to go now." ”

Luo Lady was stunned, she lowered her eyes, her face showed unwillingness, and after sighing, she said helplessly: "Okay, since you have decided to do this, I don't have to say anything more." ”

Xiang Zhongyin said tentatively: "Can I see Xiuniang?" ”

Luo Niangu was stunned in her heart, and said embarrassedly: "She still has some minds, let's talk about this later." ”

Xiang Zhongyin stared at her for a long time, and said with a wry smile: "You don't have to hide it from me, she's okay at all, right?" I also know a little bit about medicine, have you forgotten? When I hugged her that day, I realized that her injuries were not as serious as they had been seen. ”

Luo Jianu changed color and said in surprise: "You already knew? ”

Xiang Zhongyin groaned slightly, and said leisurely: "I wasn't sure at the moment, until I thought about it carefully afterwards, and I found that there was something unreasonable in it." If it was really Shangguan Xiao who sent someone to come, why didn't they arrest Xiuniang? If they wanted her to write a message, they could have left a letter, or even threatened me with Xiuniang's life. ”

Luo Yanu's face turned pale, and she said in a trembling voice: "Since you know everything, why do you want to help me?" ”

Xiang Zhongyin shrugged his arm and said with a smile: "I said it, even if I put this matter aside, I still have to find justice for Sun Yu'er." ”

Since the death of her master, her tears have almost dried up, and now she feels that she has resumed her tears, and in an instant, tears are rolling down like a string of pearls.

Xiang Zhongyin looked up at the night sky with sparse moons and stars, and did not say a word. In any case, now he just wants to hug Shui Ling and Hong Yan, sleep well, and stay away from these troublesome disputes.

Chapter 1 "The Fragrance of Osmanthus"

The autumn wind is severe, the desolation is boundless, and the sky is gray. Suddenly, the heavy rain poured down, and the heavy raindrops were distinct at first, and then connected into a line, like a bead curtain covering the earth. Wherever the rain reached, the surrounding vision was blurred, like clouds and fog.

In the bamboo forest, the dart cart tilted, the wooden disc wheels sank to the ground, the objects were crooked, and everywhere were the corpses of people wearing cloth shirts and wide robes, almost all of whom were spared, and it looked like they had just been robbed.

The only survivor was a boy of about five or six years old, crouched on the ground, in front of him a body soaked in rainwater. Blood gushed from the hole in the body's abdomen and slid down the rain into the muddy bumps, and from the wounds, it appeared that the man had been hacked to death with a knife, and the method of murder was brutal but crude.

The boy's hands trembled, his lips were white, and his eyes were hollow, because the owner of the corpse was his father. The two of them depended on each other, and not long ago his father had joked with him, and in the blink of an eye he was dead, and he could no longer touch his head.

The boy was extremely sad, but he wanted to cry without tears, he wanted to squeeze out a few tears to vent his grief, but unfortunately the fear occupied his heart, he couldn't even sob, he could only let the rain lap on his face, full of tears. After a while, the boy calmed down, and he glanced at the long knife on the ground on the side, the blade was three feet long, the handle of the knife was circular, and it weighed seven catties, and he couldn't lift it with his weak strength.

The boy remembered that his father had a short knife with him, and when he reached out, he found one in the messy shirt. He stared at the shining sharp short knife, stunned, swallowed his saliva, slowly closed his eyes, and pointed his backhand at his throat with a trembling backhand.

"If you're going to kill yourself, your hands aren't tight enough." A voice struck, the boy's shoulders trembled, and he opened his eyes in fear, and an old man with a long body and a silver crown and gray hair stood in front of him. The gray-haired old man's knife-like face was full of wrinkles, his eyes were bright, his eyes were as sharp as an eagle's falcon, he was holding an oil-paper umbrella painted with flowers and birds, his face was as still as water, and he stared deeply.

The boy was shocked by the unusual sense of oppression on the gray-haired old man, and he was speechless, and it took a long time to finally muster up the courage to ask, "You, who are you?" ”

"The dead don't need to know my name, and if you're going to live, that's a different story." The gray-haired old man's face sank like water, and he said meaningfully.

"I—I don't know." The boy hung his head and said plaintly. He knew that he could not commit suicide, not because he still had nostalgia, but because he did not have the courage to commit suicide. Many people think that suicide is very simple, and it is a hundred, but it is too difficult for a five-year-old boy to know his own life.

"Why did you kill yourself?" A slender and weak voice came, and the boy was stunned, and the voice came from the lap of the gray-haired old man, and he looked down to see a girl about his age looking at him. The girl stepped forward timidly, her big watery eyes blinking, and before the boy could speak, the girl grinned, "My name is Leng Rushuang, what's your name?" ”

"My name is Water Moon." Perhaps because of the proximity of age, the boy felt a sense of closeness and answered more naturally.

"Don't you have anything to eat?" Leng Rushuang crooked his little brain melon seeds, and said with a smile, "I have osmanthus cake here, do you want to eat it?" She took out an osmanthus cake wrapped in oiled paper, and the aroma was immediately overflowing.

"I'm not hungry." Shui Zhongyue hesitated for a while, lowered her head, tears rolling in her eyes, "I'm not in the mood to eat." ”

Leng Rushuang was stunned when she heard this, revealing a sad look, "Actually, I was almost kidnapped, but fortunately, this old gentleman helped, otherwise I wouldn't have seen my father and mother." ”

Shui Zhongyue looked at the girl in surprise, and smiled sadly, "You still have family." ”

"You're alive, aren't you?" Leng Rufrost said innocently.

"I can't live alone, I can't do anything." Shui Zhongyue shook his head, he remembered the memories of being with his father in the past, his eyes were red again, and tears slid down his delicate cheeks.

"I can help you, but only if you want to live." The gray-haired old man stroked his beard, "Now that I have reached the age of knowing my fate, it is almost time to find an heir, and you and I are destined to meet." ”

"Can you teach me martial arts? I want revenge! After a moment of hesitation in the water, he squeezed out the words, his eyes suddenly became firm, and his hands clenched into small fists.

"Revenge?" The gray-haired old man smiled indifferently, "Yes, this is a good motivation, I won't stop you." But you have to think clearly, it's not easy to follow me, can you endure hardship? ”

"Good!" Shui Zhongyue nodded decisively, his eyes lit up with a raging fire of life, as if he had found a reason to live.

Leng Rushuang pursed his lips, frowned, and said, "Then do you still want to eat osmanthus cake?" ”

"Eat!" Shui Yue said loudly, "I want to eat!" I want to live well, I want to avenge my father, and I will not fall easily until then! ”

Although Leng Rushuang didn't understand the so-called revenge of Shui Zhongyue, she still smiled and handed over the osmanthus cake, and after Shui Zhongyue took it, she took a bite carefully.

"Is it delicious?" Cold as frost smiled brightly.

"Delicious!" Moon in the water answers.

The gray-haired old man twisted his beard and groaned: "After eating, bury your father and them first, and then come with me!" ”

Shui Zhongyue nodded, swallowed the osmanthus cake into his mouth, Leng Rushuang wanted to blame him for destroying the heavens, but suddenly saw that his cheeks were bulging like a little hamster, he couldn't help laughing, and felt very funny.

After burying the body with his own hands, Shui Zhongyue picked up the wood on the ground, marked a name with lime powder, and simply set up a tombstone for his father. The moon in the water folded her hands together, and after the worship, the rain stopped, and a rainbow bloomed in the distant sky, as if all the clouds were clear.