The world is quiet in the morning.

The drizzle accumulates down along the slope of the tile roof, and then drips down along the eaves, as if you can hear the sound of it breaking, and the bluestone slab at the door has already been washed clean, and it is dripping out of a row of shallow pits, revealing the purest true color of the bluestone slab.

Song You finally opened his eyes.

The swordsman in the room was still sitting against the wall, his legs straight, and the long sword was casually placed on his lap, looking like a very comfortable position. And he still kept his eyes open, looking at his side, and he could see fine bloodshot in his eyes, as if he hadn't slept all night, but he was very energetic.

Seeing him wake up, the swordsman lowered his gaze, glanced at his legs, and asked:

"Sir, sit cross-legged all night, don't your legs ache?"

"Sour."

Song You replied directly.

On the contrary, the swordsman was a little surprised.

I thought that if it wasn't a negative answer, it would be a vague answer like "I'm used to it", but I didn't expect it to be so direct.

"Sir often sits cross-legged, why haven't you gotten used to it?"

"Just sit cross-legged once in a while."

"Occasionally?"

"Yes."

"I don't know when to sit cross-legged?"

"Sit cross-legged when it's time to sit cross-legged."

“……”

The swordsman didn't ask much, he just stood up, held his sword and saluted, and his attitude changed a little from last night: "Mr. is a master, it is Shu's luck to meet Mr. here, he should have left at dawn, Shu thought about it, and felt that he should say goodbye to Mr." ”

"It's serious." Song You said lightly, "The meeting was fate, but when we met last night, the demeanor under our feet was also amazing, so why not be lucky?" ”

"Why doesn't the gentleman call himself poor?"

"Accustomed to ......"

Song You replied truthfully, glanced at the young swordsman twice, and found it interesting: "Since you are not a taciturn person, why was you deliberately indifferent yesterday?" ”

"If you neglect it, please forgive me."

"There's something on the mind."

"Not worth mentioning."

"It's not necessarily a good thing to have tangled minds, self-shackles, and precocious youth." Song You said, "Except for the one in the coffin, who else can be more suitable for sustenance than a Taoist priest who meets by chance in the mountains?" ”

“……”

The swordsman was silent for a moment before clenching his fists again:

"Dare to ask Mr. up and down."

"The surname Song is the name of the word Dream Come, a mountain person in Lingquan County, Yizhou, and there is no road number for the time being."

"What is the purpose of the gentleman going down the mountain?"

"Travel."

"Walking the rivers and lakes, where are you going?"

"Go to Pingzhou first, and then go to the capital."

"In Xia Shu Yifan, it's polite."

"Courteous."

The young swordsman sat down again, his sword still across his lap and his waist straight.

The two looked at each other.

"Shu has been holding back for 20 years, and now it's almost time to end it, but the closer it gets, the more it seems to be in the throat, tangled in his heart, afraid of defeat, like a disease." The swordsman showed an uncomfortable expression, which was diametrically opposed to his free and easy demeanor yesterday, "If it goes on like this, I'm afraid that I will really lose." ”

Then he looked at Song You:

"But in twenty years, I've never spoken to anyone about it."

"There is no more than a hermit in the mountains, traveling the world, looking at the world, and cultivating the mind." Song You understood what he meant, so he also said, "I'll borrow the next story and count it as what I saw and heard today." ”

"Mr. can you know that there is a celebrity in Zhaozhou, named Lin Dehai, known as the Broken Mountain Knife, is the owner of the first major faction in Zhaozhou Jianghu, and is also the first person in Zhaozhou Jianghu, once a cold iron ghost head knife across the entire Dayan Jianghu, only three draws, never defeated, after returning to Zhaozhou, known as the world's first knife, only listen to the voice of opposition, but no one dares to find the door." The swordsman seems to be talking about an extremely familiar person, every time he speaks, the knot between his eyebrows will dissipate a point, "This person's knife skills are sharp, open and close, a fight, like a storm, never admit defeat, and others are like their knives, although arrogant but also heroic and proud, generous, peerless swordsman, I don't know how many people in the rivers and lakes are regarded as heroes and heroes, idols in their hearts." ”

"Zhaozhou is too far away, not to mention that I don't know anything about the rivers and lakes." Song You replied.

"Mr. doesn't know about the affairs of the rivers and lakes, so I think I have heard of the grievances on the rivers and lakes, right?" The swordsman shook his head, "It's nothing more than who killed whom, who had a grudge against whom, I don't know how many such stories are true or false, but the people on the rivers and lakes still love to listen to and tell this kind of story the most." ”

"I've heard the storyteller say something like that."

"Twenty years ago, Lin Dehai had a feud with my father, and the matter didn't make sense several times, and one night he got drunk and killed my whole family with a cold iron knife, and I was watching from the sidelines." The swordsman's gaze became calmer and calmer, and even when he said this, there was a smile on his lips, "This kind of thing is often heard in stories, but in the real rivers and lakes, few people can be really ruthless to this point." At that time, it was a shock to the whole world. ”

"How did you get away with it?"

"Dodging? Heh......"

"Isn't it?"

"It's not."

The young swordsman's eyes couldn't help narrowing slightly, as if he was caught in a memory: "Lin Dehai is a peerless swordsman, he boasts that he is invincible in the world, he is proud, and he looks down on the world after drinking, how can he kill a child?" ”

"He let you go?"

"I'm just standing next to ......" the young swordsman shook his head with a smile, "Not only did he let me go, but after he killed someone, he also told me that his name was Lin Dehai, from Hanjiangmen, Zhaozhou, and told me to practice martial arts well, and it was best to go to him for revenge when I grew up, in what Mr. saw, is he stupid?" ”

"It could be something else."

"In the following twenty years, I often heard about his deeds, and I often dreamed of him." The young swordsman looked up and smiled, "Haha! In my opinion, his knife is probably really the best in the world, and there is no one in the world who can be called a hero more than him! ”

"So the foot is for revenge."

"Exactly."

"What do you think is the winner?"

"Although Shu is young, he practices hard every day, and his hard work in one day is better than that of others for two days, and the time spent practicing swords is no less than that of most predecessors." The young swordsman was calm and rational, "This Liujiang Conference, except for the northwestern and northeastern Jianghu sects, almost all the Jianghu sects from all over the country came, and most of the Jianghu experts gathered. ”

"He is really a peerless swordsman."

"However, there are many disciples in Hanjiangmen, and there is no shortage of good players in the rivers and lakes, if Lin Dehai alone ......" The swordsman shook his head and smiled, "I said that I have a seventy percent chance of winning, and others will definitely not believe it." ”

Song You nodded, willing to believe.

The swordsman in front of him is not a half-ass, on the contrary, he has defeated countless masters at the Liujiang Conference, both young and experienced junjie, no matter what, he has already stood at the peak of martial arts, and he is a master of the line. In addition, revenge is not a child's play, we must pay special attention to it, investigate in many ways, and calculate carefully, not only can not be arrogant, but the cautious person even has to leave a little more leeway, he really knows Lin Dehai's ability, and respects him as the world's number one swordsman, and dares to say that the odds of winning are seventy percent, which should be rational enough.

At this time, the swordsman shook his head again: "But it is difficult to return a tooth for a tooth and an eye for an eye." ”

A tooth for a tooth, an eye for an eye.

Song You repeated a sentence in his heart, feeling a strong bloody aura from this seemingly bland sentence.

"I only have a chance of winning."

The swordsman said this, stood up with his sword, and seemed to be about to leave, only to finally ask Song You: "Since Mr. is a master, I wonder if there is a reincarnation in this world?" ”

"What is reincarnation?"

"Good is rewarded with good, and evil is rewarded with evil."

"What do you want to ask?"

"Want to ......"

The swordsman turned his head to look at the sky outside, and was puzzled for a moment:

"I don't know ...... either"

"I have never seen reincarnation in Xia, but I have seen retribution a few times, but I also feel that it is more like a coincidence."

"That's not it."

"Definitely."

"How?"

"Although you don't dare to say that you have good fortune in the next life, even if you do, how much does it have to do with you in this life? I don't dare to say that I have a heroic righteousness, and even if I do, I'm afraid it will be difficult for you to look beyond everyone at a glance. But doing good deeds can make your heart happy, it is a very pure pleasure, so that you have no loss and no debt, and your heart is calm and your thoughts are naturally connected, so you are not afraid of ghosts knocking on the door in the middle of the night. Even if you are occasionally contaminated with depression, it will naturally subside. Song You stared at him and said, "You must know that it is easy to do evil and difficult to do good, and the heart of the evil doer is often not as strong as that of the good." ”

The swordsman stood still, thinking slowly.

"Thank you, sir, for your advice."

"Everybody can say that."

"After talking about my heart, my heart is a lot more relaxed." The young swordsman bowed to him and said, "It's just that this story is really ordinary in the rivers and lakes, and I'm afraid that Mr. will only find it boring when he hears it." ”

"Not really."

"Anyway, thank you, sir, Shu is leaving, say goodbye, if Mr. feels that he is destined for me, then wish me to come back alive."

"Walk slowly."

Song You only said that.

Although he didn't know that Lin Dehai, he and the young swordsman had just met, and they didn't know each other, so they were just a listener, so they were only a listener.

I think it will be another big event at that time, right?

It's also worth embarrassing to be able to witness it with your own eyes.

The swordsman didn't care, and with his bags, he stepped out of the threshold.

But as soon as he took a step, he stopped and looked back at the fire in the house, and then at the firewood in the corner of the house: "The firewood that Mr. lit last night, but it was taken from the house?" ”

"Since I have taken the firewood, I should make up for it, so go ahead."

"It's good!"

The swordsman went to lead the horse under the eaves and did not look back: "That Lin Dehai has been obsessed with martial arts all his life, he has not married a wife, and he only has a son under his knees, which he also brought back from outside, and this matter has nothing to do with Mr. ”

Song You was stunned for a moment, then shook his head.

That's not really necessary.

The swordsman quickly left, leaving behind only a knot in his heart and the peerless demeanor of slaying ghosts at night.

"The ...... of Jianghu Affairs"

Song You shook his head and muttered, and he didn't go in a hurry, he just took out the yellow paper cinnabar from the quilt bag without hurrying, drew a new talisman, and changed it to the door of this Yizhuang, and waited until the rain outside stopped, and then looked at the pile of firewood left at the foot of the wall in the house, and then got up and prepared to go out.

"Where are you going, Taoist?"

"Gather some firewood to dry in the shade."

"Don't go!"

"Why?"

The three-flowered cat hurriedly came out, raised his head and said to him: "Since I took the firewood, I should make up for it!" ”

It's very similar to the tone he just said.

"Then you go."

Song You smiled, then sat down again, and raised the fire again, ready to boil some hot water.

After the little girl ran out and ran back several times, making up for the firewood that was burned last night and this morning, Song You also finished eating with hot water, and finally packed some luggage, and waited for Yan'er to explore the road and come back to tell him the village and scenery in front of him, and then took the horse away.

It's the same direction as the young swordsman.

It's just one after the other, one person is in a hurry, the drizzle is falling asleep, one is not in a hurry, and the shoes are Xu Xing to see the common people.

I only listened to the cry of mountain birds behind the house, the sound was empty and crisp, without a little noise, the horse's hooves stepped on the bluestone slab, and the echo was like nothing, only lining the world after the rain was more silent.

Counting the time, it is almost mid-February.

Half of the spring break.

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