My wife hadn't eaten in two days.

This morning, Ye Yunsheng boiled some porridge, but he didn't eat a bite, he just fed her a spoonful, but he still spit it out.

This feeling of powerlessness is terrible......

Ye Yunsheng's heart was like a knife, and he couldn't help but have a sad face on his face, and went to boil a pot of tonic given by Lao Li and asked his wife to drink it.

Ah Tan only drank two sips, unwilling to drink any more, and sat in the courtyard in a trance, reciting weakly and stubbornly in his mouth: "Monk mercy, monk compassion......"

He hugged Ah Tan's body and said gently: "Don't be afraid, I'm here, don't be afraid, I will protect you...... The monk is gone, and the monk will not come again. ”

Ah Tan finally stopped chattering, just staring at his toes, unable to give up.

He looked at his wife's pale face and blank eyes, opened his mouth, and finally left only one sentence: "Lie down when you're tired, don't take care of the noodle stall, I'll take it back when the time comes." ”

Chang'an, the glorious and prosperous Tang Dynasty decayed and died here, and how many romantic characters are buried here...... Although Chang'an is also lonely, it still stands on this land day after day, helpless in the face of fate, whether it is like a dead heart or waiting for a comeback, who can know.

As usual, he set up his stall and stood behind the stove for half a day.

The people coming and going on the streets, the bustling and noisy scene in the East Market, as if it were the same as when I was planning to sell noodles here seven years ago, the subtleties are no longer distinguishable.

At noon, when the stall was about to be closed, Monk Tinghai walked in again, sat on the bench, and ordered lightly: "Have a bowl of somen noodles." ”

No matter how tired he was, he couldn't tear his face, so he was silent, put in the sliced ingredients, waited for the noodles to spread out and rolled, scooped them up again, and put a bowl full of noodles on the table.

"Two hours ago, one of the subordinates of the Chang'an Sword King came back with news. said that he caught up with Fang Daxia and Miss Zhang in Wufeng Mountain, and happened to meet his senior brother on the way to report the news. ”

He didn't bother and turned back to the fire.

"It's a pity that Lingyun Sword Immortal has a good swordsmanship. To this day, I can still clearly remember that at the sword meeting seven years ago, he made "Flying Sword into the Green Clouds", how exquisite and exquisite! It opened his eyes...... It's a pity that the swordsmanship of "Flying Sword into the Green Clouds" is about to be lost. ”

"Since the master still remembers, he shouldn't forget that the final result of the sword comparison between the Nine Tribulations and Fang Zimo that day was a draw. Ye Yunsheng turned around, came to the table and sat down, holding back the anger in his heart.

"What I saw that day, the two of them fought nearly a thousand moves, Fang Daxia's seventy-two sword moves, thirty-six changes, a certain has seen it, and later I heard that this "Flying Sword into the Green Clouds" is Fang Daxia's family swordsmanship, except for these, there is no hidden move. Seven years later, Fang Daxia's swordsmanship is even more exquisite, and there must be no unexpected changes. Listening to Monk Hai's tone, there was regret and worry.

Ye Yunsheng patiently waited for him to continue, "The most important thing is that over the years, I have heard that Fang Daxia and Chang'an officialdom are fighting in secret, and I have been thinking hard for the Xinyi Alliance, so I must have to put a lot less energy into martial arts cultivation. But in the past seven years, Senior Brother of the Nine Tribulations has practiced diligently, devoted himself to studying the Heavenly King Dharma Protector Sword, and his internal cultivation has even cultivated the Divine Heavens to the Three Fruit Realm!"

All the martial arts of Zen Buddhism are divided into the realm by the four fruits of Hinayana Buddhism, strengthening the body with martial arts, and protecting the Dharma with martial arts, so only the Hinayana realm, cutting off all troubles, and transcending life and death - Bodhidharma believes that it is not martial arts to be able to save the world and make all beings become Buddhas, but Buddhism, and no matter how high the study of martial arts is, only Hinayana and Buddhism, study Buddhism, have an epiphany, and become a Buddha by seeing nature, is Mahayana.

As a disciple of the Shangqing School of Guanyun Dao, Ye Yunsheng, a Taoist inheritance, was not disgusted with modern Buddhism after Wuzong destroyed the Buddha to Zhou Shizong, and also had a relatively in-depth understanding. I know the realm of the four fruits of Zen martial arts, which are Sudra Huanguo, Situ Hanguo, Anahanguo, and Arhat Guo.

If you listen to what Monk Hai said, judging from the mystical pure root recipe that he has cultivated to the fifth layer, it is not as profound as the cultivation of the Nine Tribulations of the Anahanguo realm. It's just that I don't know if the current cultivation can be compared with the Nine Difficulties in the realm division of the Bright Light Divine Guard.

He temporarily put aside the considerations in his heart, and said to Tinghai, who had eaten two bites of noodles: "The sword competition is not a contest of internal strength, in the end, it depends on who is stronger in swordsmanship, and it should be changed properly at the right time." ”

Tinghai smiled, the expression in his eyes was undoubted, looking at Ye Yunsheng's face was still calm, and he deliberately said slowly: "Internal strength is enough, when it comes to swordsmanship, do you know how many sword moves there are in the Heavenly King Protector Sword?"

"People who learn swords in the rivers and lakes, I don't know that there are very few ninety-nine-eighty-one Heavenly King Protector Sword, the three major swordsmanship of Zen Buddhism, in terms of power, the Heavenly King Protector Sword ranks first, and there is a warning in the rivers and lakes 'Heavenly King Protector, monk Mo fights.'" ”

"Have you ever seen the second most popular sword technique in Zen Buddhism?"

"I was fortunate to see Master Nanye walking down the mountain from Wuru Peak in Kaifeng, and he fought with the Bodhi Mystic Sword and Zhongzhou Sword, and closed the sword after three hundred moves to make a draw. ”

"Then do you think that with the two swordsmanship, the Heavenly King Dharma Protector Sword can be better than the Bodhi Mystic Sword?"

"If it is replaced by Senior Brother Ling's competition with Zhongzhou Sword, it should be more losses and fewer wins. ”

Yes, why does the first-ranked Heavenly King Dharma Protector Sword seem to be inferior to the Bodhi Mystic Sword to be more powerful and exquisite?

If it were someone else, they might think that Master Nanye's sword moves were better practiced than Jiuyan, but with Ye Yunsheng's vision of swordsmanship, he would not fail to see the superiority of the two swordsmanship.

Hearing Hai's mysterious expression, he whispered: "Actually, the Heavenly King Protector Sword has a total of eighty-two styles. ”

Ye Yunsheng said in surprise: "Impossible! If this is the case, how can the people in the rivers and lakes not know, even I have never heard of it!"

"This style of sword move has been passed down to this day, and only four people have practiced it, and Senior Brother is the fifth person to practice this sword move. Originally, there were eighty-two styles of the Heavenly King Protector Sword, which was not deliberately kept secret, and there was no secret that could not be said to people, just because the people who had practiced in the past would not make this sword move as a last resort, and those who had seen this sword move had already died under the sword. ”

Suddenly, the sound of a heartbeat rang in my ears so clearly and brightly.

The noise of people coming and going in the streets was gone, as if everything in the world had faded cleanly.

He fell silent, and the lake in his body seemed to be dead, and after a long time, he asked softly, as if pleading, as if struggling, "What kind of sword technique is this?"

Monk Tinghai saw his appearance and smiled, as if he was telling a secret to his friend, "This sword technique is called 'Ignorance of All Laws', and only people with great obsession can enter the void and have nothing, so they can use this sword technique." As for what it looks like, maybe, you'll see it later?"

Ye Yunsheng closed his eyes, but they opened them immediately, he was afraid that if he thought about it in his mind for a while, he would make the move that the other party wanted him to do in despair.

After Monk Tinghai finished eating the noodles that were already cold, Ye Yunsheng cleaned up the stall and pushed the cart back to the alley in front of his home.

You don't need to carry the bright light to keep the gods, you can hear the hidden people around you.

Also, listen to the sea that slowly follows behind.

Originally, these people could have been better ambushed, and they could also suppress the footsteps by listening to the sea, but they didn't plan to hide the ambush at all - this kind of practice was too cruel now, and it made him tremble all over.

Ye Yunsheng didn't expect that the seemingly honest monk Tinghai would have such a vicious heart! These people seemed to be constantly urging in his ear - we are just here to deal with you and stop you, don't you still do it?

His eyes were bloodshot, the roots of his teeth were almost crushed, if it was seven years ago, he would have pulled out his sword and fought all the way out of Chang'an. Even if you die in the middle of the road, it is better than enduring it like now, and the pain is a hundred times stronger.

And the most terrifying thing is that if there were no such ambushes, he would still think that listening to Hai's previous words was lying to him.

Now, how he wants to rush to Zimo - at least he is useless in this world, and he can still accompany his brother and die together!

However, there are no absolutes in the world, and accidents will always appear unexpectedly.

Tinghai never imagined that in the current situation, no matter what, Ye Yunsheng would not make a move.

Because his wife at home was so sick that he couldn't help it, he couldn't leave, he couldn't leave - on one side was a brother's best friend, and on the other hand was his wife and daughter, he couldn't make any choice, he could only endure it and accompany his family.

When the love is the most hurtful, people can hardly feel tears, and when they feel it, they have already burst out of their eyes and slid down their faces.

He walked slowly, so slow that the people hiding behind the walls on both sides of the alley couldn't help but draw their knives.

He still walked into the yard, put down the cart, and when he was about to enter the house, he saw the door of the house open from the inside, and Ning Yaoyue hugged Ah Yu and walked out.

"Are you really, Ah Tan is sick like this, and you are not at home to take care of her?"

Ye Yunsheng looked at Ning Yaoyue blankly, and only remembered for a long time that he wiped away his tears and hugged his daughter from her arms, and he didn't know what to say.

She walked past him and asked softly, "If Fang Zimo is killed by them, do you have to wait for others to avenge him?"

She walked out of the courtyard gate, walked into the alley, and said coldly to Tinghai, who was walking towards her: "I am in a bad mood today, seeing that you seem to be loyal and honest as a monk, I will reward you with four golden threads." ”

Saying that the reward was rewarded, he shook his hand and threw out four thin golden threads, which flew straight out in the air, and the speed was extremely fast - it turned out that each thin thread was pierced with a silver needle half the length of a little finger.

Monk Tinghai's face changed greatly when he saw it, and he waved his sleeves out, and his body retreated sharply.

The strong wind swept towards the silver needles and gold threads, but it did not work at all. The silver needle penetrated the long sleeves of Monk Tinghai, and as Ning Yaoyue turned over the palm of her hand, the gold thread curled and twisted like a snake's body, and the silver needle was about to stab Monk Tinghai's arm.

The monk shouted, his sturdy body was shortened, and he rolled on the spot, and the sleeves of his coat pierced by silver needles exploded under the inner agitation, and he climbed up the wall on the side of the alley with a muddy body.

Just as he was rolling, more than a dozen men appeared on the wall, wanting to jump down.

Ning Yaoyue sneered, and threw out her other hand, this time it was more than a dozen silver needles and gold threads, flying in the air, and more than a dozen people on the wall were still in the air and were pierced by silver needles, these Jianghu men all covered their left legs when they landed, and everyone's left leg was pierced by silver needles. Ning Yaoyue only flipped her palm, and under the twisting of the golden thread, it was transmitted to these people's legs, causing everyone to howl miserably.

Monk Tinghai couldn't leave these thugs on Wei Xian's mansion, so he had to stand on the wall, he didn't dare to jump down, and said in his mouth: "I haven't offended the Ning family, this girl, please be merciful!"

If it weren't for seeing Ye Yunsheng's painful and tearful appearance just now, how could Ning Yaoyue be so ruthless. She thought about how dashing and confident this man used to be, but now she was forced to such a point by these bastards, she couldn't help but want to kill everything.

But the monk on the wall said something so that she couldn't kill her.

She collected the gold thread, and the technique was so ingenious that these Jianghu men lying on the ground did not feel any pain at all, and the silver needle was pulled out.

"Since people have withdrawn from the rivers and lakes, don't be entangled, otherwise the next time you meet, Ning Yaoyue, the third room of the Ning family, will wait with you endlessly!"

The relationship between the Ning family and Ye Yunsheng has not been circulated in the rivers and lakes except for some close friends, but Monk Tinghai seems to understand a little, and he doesn't ask much, so he leaves with everyone first.

............

On the street outside the Wei Mansion in the city, near the corner on the west side, there is an old man who recently opened a roast chicken shop with his family eldest man, and the old man likes to put a chair outside the store to sit and bask in the sun.

When Monk Hai came out of the Wei Mansion with more than a dozen Jianghu men, the old man said to the big man in the store: "Remember to put more peppercorns, don't save that little bit of money." ”

Da Lang answered, and the old man closed his eyes comfortably, as if he was about to fall asleep.

It didn't take long for the whereabouts of Monk Tinghai and these Jianghu people to be reported to a secluded house in the west of the city.

At that time, Ning Yaoyue and Ning Zuo were talking, and in the middle of the game, Ning Yaoyue was dismantling a hand tendon between Ning Zuo.

"Is Little Four back?"

The nurse who came in with the news shook his head.

"Why don't I take someone to visit Mr. Ye?" Ning Zuojian put down the chess pieces in his hand.

Wei Xian made it clear that he was forcing Ye Yun to make a vivid move, wanting to stop the boiling and leave no trouble. Get rid of Ye Yunsheng, as soon as Fang Zimo dies, there will be no one in Chang'an City who will deal with him. Ning Yaoyue said as she gestured to the maid who was waiting beside her.

"Mr. Ye has withdrawn from the rivers and lakes for seven years, there must be someone who knows him to help Wei Xian design, otherwise why be afraid of him?"

She stood up and took a dark colored smock from the maid on the side, "Since I became a 'lady', I haven't had a chance to do anything with anyone, and the thread around is going to rot, Zuo Lao, let it go to me this time...... The rivers and lakes of Chang'an, should you forget that there is a Ning family here?"

Ning Zuojian frowned and reminded: "If you make a move, you are afraid that you are in a hurry and will come soon." ”

What she misses the most is "that one", since the day she walked into Chang'an, only Ye Yunsheng has been thinking the most, always thinking about what it will be like when she meets him.

Has she gotten older? Is her life doing? Does her daughter look like him or does she look like Ah Tan? Really, have you let go of what you have learned, and let go of the sword of love like life?

I couldn't help but think of my favorite poem again:

The maple leaves are thousands of branches, and the river bridge covers the twilight sails.

Yijun's heart is like the water of the West River, flowing east day and night.

I still remember that he got married that day, and it rained heavily, all the way from Jiangning Mansion to his hometown, that small village. His whole body was wet, he changed into Ah Tan's clothes, sat in the corner, and watched him enter the cave room with his wife.

From that day on, I really understood the poem......

Originally, after crying enough, I thought that I would slowly forget it over time.

Oh, it's really a river that doesn't stop, and I can't stop thinking about it. When I saw him this time, I found that the love had been hidden, just like the gold thread on the wrist, which could not be broken or rotten.

Ning Yaoyue walked into the alley and looked at the muddy ground under her feet, feeling sad and melancholy. When I saw the small courtyard, with only one main house and the small earthen house on the side, the sourness in my heart surged even more - this is the life you finally chose?

After knocking on the door for a while, someone opened the door, but it was not Ah Tan, but Ye Yunsheng's daughter. When she saw this little child, who had only grown to her waist, she couldn't help asking, "What about your adult?"

"My mother is sleeping, she is sick, and my father is still selling noodles on the street. ”

"Your daddy hasn't come back yet?"

"I didn't come back, I'm hungry!"

"My name is Ning Yaoyue, and I am your father's friend. ”

The little girl let her into the house, and she saw Ah Tan lying on the bed, "What kind of illness did your mother have?"

"Daddy said I don't know what the disease is, my mother doesn't eat anything these days, how can people not eat?"

Ning Yaoyue's passion for wanting to fight before had disappeared without a trace, and she suddenly felt that she should not appear in Ye Yunsheng's world again, should not be close to him, and should not let him have any connection with the rivers and lakes.

A terrible life, if you add the bloody rain of the rivers and lakes, what kind of pain does it have to bear?

Then, her heart sank, and the sound of people walking over the rivers and lakes in the alley came to her ears undisguised-Are these people crazy, it is better to block the alley directly, and ask Ye Yunsheng if he dares to do it! So cruel and ruthless to deal with a person like him who has already withdrawn from the rivers and lakes! Can he know that his wife is sick in bed, his daughter is innocent and young, and the best brother is hanging by a thread in the distance!

It's too much of a deception!

- If you do it, you will hurt your wife and daughter, and if you don't do it, you will hurt yourself. This road is already destined to hurt him.

Outside the quiet small courtyard, there was a door of the Netherworld Mansion that was opened, and the alley she had just walked through, when Ye Yunsheng walked, she would be tortured by ten thousand arrows piercing her heart, as if she had been sunk into a thousand feet of deep pool, and fell into endless despair.

The Ning family has small means, but Ning Cangsheng will not allow her to be involved in this battle.

She secretly decided that no matter what, even if the sky fell, she would let this courtyard be peaceful for the time being.