Chapter 102: Today, Past
After the man left, Lian Yuncheng returned to the outside of the room where the Emei faction had slept before, and was still sitting there.
At this time, it was already very late, and gradually there was some coolness, and the whole earth was silent, and it was very quiet. Lian Yuncheng just sat like that, motionless, thinking about what the old master said to him before walking the rivers and lakes.
"Yuncheng, you have been studying art with me for fifteen years, our master-apprentice fate is over, and I can be regarded as completing my agreement."
"Although in the past fifteen years, I have not taught you any martial arts. However, I also taught everything that should have been taught. Today, the fifteen-year period is over, and it is time for you to go down the mountain and walk on the rivers and lakes. People always have to grow, and you can only grow faster when you go down the mountain. Jianghu is your real master, and only where can you learn more. ”
Lian Yuncheng remembered that at that time, he was playing that boxing technique, and he was just finishing the fight. The old man said that, and he felt uncomfortable while listening to it, and his heart was very uncomfortable. Although the old man also said before that there was a fifteen-year period, a fifteen-year period. However, when it came to the present, he couldn't accept it.
"Yes, I have lived with him for fifteen years, and I can have several fifteen years in my life. At that time, he was extremely embarrassed, and he couldn't say a word, as if he had suddenly lost something important, even more serious than that.
However, there are inevitable differences, and there are some facts that he must accept. That night, the old man cooked a very sumptuous meal, and the two of them had their own hearts, but they were able to drink the wine. During the meal, the old man said that after letting him go down the mountain, he must go to Qingcheng Mountain once to find a Yan Jiu hero nicknamed the chivalrous Qingzhuke.
He asked the old man why he was looking for this person, and the old man didn't say anything, just said that you would know if you found him. After that, he was so drunk that he couldn't find the old man anymore when he woke up.
He remembered that he had been on the mountain for several days before he mustered up the courage to come down. After going down the mountain, I didn't know where to go, so I thought that since the old man asked him to find the chivalrous Qingzhu Keyan Nine Heroes, then I would find him myself.
After descending the mountain, he saw a lot of new things, rare treasures, beautiful women, all kinds of interesting things. At first, these things aroused his great interest, but gradually he came to his senses, and he knew that he did not like them.
So he continued with his own business, that is, to find Yan Jiu, and he inquired while traveling along the way. Knowing that this Yan Jiu Daxia was from the Qingcheng faction, and if he could find him on Qingcheng Mountain, he walked in the direction of Qingcheng Mountain.
On the way, I met a lot of friends and made a lot of brothers. Of course, I have also been deceived, betrayed, and framed. He seems to have seen all of the conspiracies in the rivers and lakes, and he can see the people in the rivers and lakes clearly. But not only did he not hate the rivers and lakes, but he liked him more and more. Of course, he knows that what he likes is the friends he makes, what he likes is the pleasure of pulling a knife to help each other when the road is uneven, and what he likes is the satisfaction of helping others.
Later, he was startled when he heard that the Tiger Killing Gang had slaughtered the Qingcheng faction, and then he heard that Yan Jiu Daxia had run out, and he was happy in his heart, fortunately he didn't die. But before the laughter in his heart fell, he heard that Yan Jiu Daxia had been killed.
He remembered that day, he wanted to hit people like never before, and even wanted to kill people. But in the end, he held back, he knew that Yan Jiu's death was a fact, and he could only accept this result. But he still had to go to Qingcheng Mountain, although he didn't know why the master wanted to go by himself, and he didn't know why this Yan Jiu was dead, why did he still go, and what was the point of going there.
However, he wanted to go to Qingcheng Mountain to see, maybe this was a line for him to walk on the rivers and lakes. He also thought that maybe he could find something related to Yan Jiu Daxia. ”
At this moment, he sat in front of the door and smiled, not knowing why he remembered this. He thought about the master behind him, Xue Qing, the disciples of the Emei faction. His heart was very happy, he felt very happy. There is a master who loves him and cares about his sisters, and he feels very warm, which is a feeling he has never had.
He took a sip of his wine, then leaned against the door and fell asleep. At this time, suddenly there was a sound of footsteps, the footsteps were very soft, but not urgent. He opened his eyes lightly and saw that it was Lao Du and Jiang Baiyou walking over.
The two of them walked up to Lian Yuncheng, squatted down, looked at Lian Yuncheng and said, there is something to look for him. Lian Yuncheng glanced at the two of them, and without thinking about it, he stood up and walked with them, and the three of them entered the room in the west just now.
After entering the room, he didn't light candles, and Lao Du couldn't speak for a long time, but Jiang Baiyou said it first. It turned out that the two of them told Lian Yuncheng all the things that Brother Mo said just now, and they didn't change a word.
Lian Yuncheng told them that he already knew.
Lao Du said eagerly: "Brother Yuncheng, my Lao Du is not a person, you treat me as a brother, but I want to harm you." My Lao Du knows that I will not be able to catch up with you in my life, but Brother Yuncheng, my Lao Du is also a person who knows how to repay his kindness. Today, if you didn't kill me, you won't say it, and later you still said good things for me in front of Master Yinqiu, which can be regarded as saving us. ”
"My old Du was really blinded by lard, and he lived in vain for so many years." Jiang Baiyou also blamed himself beside him, hoping that Lian Yuncheng would forgive them.
After the two of them finished speaking, they looked at Lian Yuncheng with a look of expectation, self-blame, and remorse.
Lian Yuncheng didn't speak, but took out a pot of wine from the side, took a big sip alone, and then looked at the two of them. At this time, the air seemed to condense together, Lao Du and Jiang Baiyou looked at Lian Yuncheng without squinting, and one side after another appeared in their minds that they wanted to kill Lian Yuncheng, thinking about it, they felt terrified, he Lao Du turned out to be such a person? However, in the next moment, Lian Yuncheng handed over the wine.
Lao Du and Jiang Baiyou looked at Lian Yuncheng with shocked faces, and took the wine with trembling hands. Lian Yuncheng motioned for them to drink, Lao Du and Jiang Bai poured the wine down violently, and then heard Lian Yuncheng say, "I understand you, don't mention the previous things again." ”
At that time, Lao Du and Jiang Baiyou drank wine and unconsciously left tears. They are already middle-aged, how many days can they have, but now. The more Lao Du thought about it, the more uncomfortable he became, and the more he thought about it, the happier he became. He looked at Lian Yuncheng, his eyes full of admiration and respect.
He poured a big sip of wine and handed the wine jug to Lian Yuncheng and said: "Brother Yuncheng, my old Du admires you in my heart, brother, I have lived for so many years, you are the person who knows me best except Lao Jiang, if you can have a confidant like you, even if Lao Du dies immediately, it is worth it." ”
Jiang Bai said the same thing slowly and leisurely, and the three of them drank a big bowl of wine to each other. You look at me, I look at you, all kinds of emotion, joy, excitement.
At this time, there are poems; The summer clouds were like fire, and I was forced to cut my robe. After several self-blame and sigh at sunset, spare the bitter wine and sigh and smile!