Early in the morning of the second day, the girl took Luo Bei to the woods that the two had passed through that day, and outside the woods, the girl stopped and told him that the old man was waiting for him in the woods.

The morning sun is very good, the autumn mood on the mountain seems to have not yet risen, and the breeze is coming, making the originally deep and diffuse woods seem particularly transparent.

The warm sunlight shines through the trees on the dead leaves on the ground, turning into countless spots of light.

The dew drops are gradually dissipated by the sunlight and turn into water vapor, turning the silent forest into a dense landscape.

An old white-haired man stood in the woods on crutches, and he looked up at the birds flying around the woods.

The birds did not seem to be afraid of him, and jumped up and down from branch to branch, chirping incessantly, chaotic and orderly, as if they could weave into a cheerful tune.

There was a sound of the piano in the distance, thinking that it was played by Qin Muchuan, and the sound of the piano was serewn, like a dream like a drunk, and like a dream waking up.

Luo Bei stepped on the dead leaves on the ground, as if he was also stepping on the sound of the piano, and had to avoid the branches that blocked the route and the cobwebs hanging between the trees, so he slowly came to the old man.

The old man stroked his beard, as if he had been out of his mind for a while, his beard was very long, even as if it had completely exceeded the years, because he had never seen any old man with such a long beard, Luo Bei thought so.

The old man leaned down, his old hand held Luo Bei's cheek, and a very soft laugh came out of his mouth, the laughter was still very kind, but with a little self-reproach.

"You are still so young, you could have lived peacefully for the rest of your life, but it's a pity that ......"

His voice is still old and loud, like the old bell at the entrance of the village, which has been eroded by the years and makes it no longer sound transparent, but this sense of time is kind. Although Luo Bei didn't understand what he meant by what he said at all.

The old man thought for a long time, and finally planned to tell Luobei what happened: "Little Luobei, do you remember what happened that night?"

Seeing Luo Bei shaking his head, the old man continued: "You came to me that night, but because of my negligence and 'heavy poison', it is really my fault, although I have used my true qi to protect your heart, but at this moment there is no way to save me, I have said goodbye to your parents on your behalf, from then on you will follow Mu Chuan's side, learn more skills, and be able to deal with setbacks in the future, I will leave today, in order to find a way to crack it......"

The old man looked at the rising sun on the horizon, the sun also shone on him, and the wide sleeves danced in the breeze, this moment seemed like a fairy in the eyes of the young man.

It's just that he still doesn't understand what he said.

Luo Bei's hand touched his chest, yesterday's severe pain seemed to be gone, and he didn't feel any discomfort anymore, the old man said that he was highly poisonous, was he dying?

The old man probably saw what the young man was thinking, so he said with a smile: "Don't be afraid, child, your poison is no better than snake venom and the like, and it will not attack for the time being, but in the future, don't easily affect your heart, if your heart is weak, it will erode your heart, and even if you don't die, you can ......" The old man's words did not continue, but sighed lightly, as if he remembered something from the past, and couldn't help but feel a little sad.

The old man said very seriously, let Luo Bei remember with his heart, although Luo Bei did not fully understand, but still really nodded, he only vaguely remembered the sentence "poison in the body" and "even not to death", as for what affects the heart, erodes the heart, what is the way to crack it, it is too profound for him.

The old man gently stroked his forehead, like the closest elder, Luo Bei's eyes suddenly felt a little sour, but it was not because of the poison in his body, after all, he was still young, even if it had a far-reaching impact on him, it was just an unhappy thing, and it would not be so easy to leave a shadow on a young man's heart.

At this moment, he thought that the old man was about to leave to find a "way to crack", and he would study and live alone in this strange environment, and an inexplicable sense of fear hit his heart.

He closed his eyes and let out a long sigh of relief, trying to calm down his floating mood, and then slowly opened his eyes and asked, "Grandpa, I'm ...... Can you still go home...... See...... Do you want to see Daddy?"

The old man leaned over, and the old palm stroked Luo Bei's forehead and said: "Child, no one will stop you wherever you want to go, but there are always gains and losses in life, learning martial arts is not a day's work, and you need to be diligent and hardworking, this is also your father's ardent expectation for you, I think you are so smart, you will definitely be able to overcome the longing and reluctance in your heart...... When the time comes, you can go wherever you want......"

"Even if I go through thousands of mountains and rivers, I will definitely find a way to crack it, and until then, you must follow your master...... Okay?"

Luo Bei's heart trembled, vaguely thinking that he would face more things independently, although he was a little overwhelmed, but after listening to the old man's serious words, he finally nodded heavily, although he was young, he had learned to be sensible since he was a child.

After the old man pacified Luobei, the two stood quietly in the forest, listening to the sound of birds and cicadas, the breeze and the warmth of the sun.

After a long time, the old man took out a small box from his sleeve, the box looked very exquisite, and there were many very small words densely engraved on it, Luo Bei couldn't see what was written, and then the old man carefully opened the box, and took out a string of pale gold rosaries from it, this string of rosaries has a total of six beads, all the size of thumb nails, the beads are smooth and thorough, and there is something strange floating in the center, Luo Bei naturally can't recognize what it is, but he can see that the golden light seems to come from there.

The old man took the bead string out of the box, then pulled Luo Bei's hand and put the bead string into his hand.

The old man earnestly instructed: "You must store this bead string close to your body at any time, and you can't show it easily...... Don't ...... even the closest people"

Seeing that Luo Bei nodded seriously again, took the bead string and put it in his arms close to his chest, the old man showed a relieved smile.

The old man hesitated for a long time before slowly taking out a thing from his arms, it was a square book, the book cover was gray, and the corners were slightly yellowed.

He handed the book to Luo Bei and said: "This book is a strange book, I will also give it to you today, you are good to keep it, you must not read it, you will suffer from it before you have the opportunity to practice."

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The sky is like an upside-down lake, and the sun pours like water from the blue.

The mountain breeze is blowing, the fallen leaves in the forest are flying, the chirping of mountain beasts is heard from time to time, and the geese are wandering from the sky, as if they are telling the change of seasons.

Only the mountain peaks are silent.

And the Qixia Mountain under Xiao Xiao's fallen trees has gradually fallen silent in the coldness and slaughter.

It's as if the cycle of this world is changing, and the cycle is always repeated.

There were two people standing in front of the grass house, the old man had gray hair, the middle-aged man was dressed in a green shirt, and the two people were looking at the two small figures in the distance.

Young people have no worries, and making friends is always so natural and fast, which is the most normal thing when I was a child, but when I grow up, it becomes the biggest trouble in the adult world.

"Mu Chuan, this little girl really looks like a plain girl...... the old man said in a calm voice and as if he was slightly regretful.

When he heard that name, Qin Muchuan's body trembled slightly, needless to say, he naturally knew who that person was, and said after a moment of silence: "Don't hide it from the seniors, this child is the daughter of Senior Brother Zhuo, named Zhuo Xiaochan...... When I left my teacher and came here, I don't know how she came with me...... This stay is a few years ......."

He seemed to deliberately avoid the name "Su Xin", and instead mentioned a senior brother whom he respected, and the old man stroked his gray beard after hearing this, knowing that after so many years, he finally did not come out of the shadow of that incident.

The old man looked at the girl in front of him, gradually immersed in the years, and sighed again after a long time: "It's a pity...... Her parents are such handsome characters, and they can't imagine that they are things and people after all...... It's really hard for this kid......"

Qin Muchuan looked at Zhuo Xiaochan's back, the few strands of white hair between his sideburns looked so dazzling in the sun, he didn't speak, but his gaze became very distant, as if he could instantly return to the green years he had been.

It's a pity that there is no turning back in this world, let alone the time to go back......

The dazzling time is like the frost between the temples, and it is also a shackle in the hearts of some people......

Even if you are a first-class person in the world, there are always things that you can't see, and once these things change, then, for you, maybe everything changes......

"Mu Chuan!" The old man stretched out an old hand and slapped it on Qin Muchuan's shoulder very slowly.

Qin Muchuan was extremely shocked in his heart, although he knew that the old man had no ill will towards him, but as a person who cultivated like himself, defense had become a habit and a reflection to some extent.

But for some reason, although the old hand looked extremely slow, he was still patted on the shoulder impartially.

The old man didn't seem to notice the change in his heart, but looked into the distance and said, "The years change...... There are also gatherings and dispersions in the world...... It is fate to be together for a lifetime...... It's fate to get together for a while...... When fate is over, you will enter reincarnation, there are still many things in this world, many people, many fate are waiting for you, Mu Chuan, some things should always be let go of ......"

Qin Muchuan's eyes were gloomy, he looked into the distance, and said sadly: "Senior, don't you have any people or things that you can't forget?"

He gently stroked his long beard, and said in a meaningful voice: "People have lived for a long time, and they can't tell whether they are gradually fading or have begun to forget......

As soon as Qin Muchuan raised his head, he saw the old man's gaze looking at the farthest part of the mountain, and he wondered if there were some traces hidden in the distance as in the depths of his memory, even if the years changed, they had always remained there.

There is no wear, and there is no loosening.

Who in this world has no regrets and no scars......

It's just that the past will eventually pass, time has changed everything, and many things have faded......

A lot of things are still there......

Only in the face of eternal time, everything does not seem worth mentioning......

Like the farthest part of the mountain, it is still a mountain......

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After a long time, the two of them came back to their senses from their deep thoughts.

The old man took out three beads from his sleeve, glowing with a faint gold, which were left by the black-clothed man when he fled in the ruined temple that day.

"Mu Chuan, you have been walking on the rivers and lakes for many years, have you ever seen this thing?"

Qin Muchuan looked back and couldn't help but be surprised, he frowned deeply, and said slowly after a long time: "This ...... Where did you get your predecessors?"

When the old man saw Qin Muchuan's expression, as if he had confirmed something, he smiled, and then sighed again, and did not answer, nor did he ask again, but changed his words, and slowly told a story that had been rumored on the rivers and lakes.

"Have you ever heard a story that has been circulating on the rivers and lakes for a long time, at the beginning of the founding of the Great Song Dynasty, there was a genius of heaven, peerless martial arts, the world called the killing god, this person once supported Emperor Taizu with Taizong, Prime Minister Zhao Pu and others to launch a mutiny in Chenqiaoyi, and then recovered the Hou Zhou, and then pacified the world, and established a century-old foundation of the Great Song Dynasty, but after Emperor Taizu ascended the throne, there was no news of this killing god, as if he disappeared out of thin air......"

Qin Muchuan was stunned for a moment, and he didn't know why the old man suddenly talked about this anecdote that had been rumored on the rivers and lakes for a long time, this matter was widely circulated back then, but later the court banned it, and no one knew whether it was true or not, and over time, it really became a rumor, and after a long time, no one listened to it anymore, and no one mentioned it again.

It has been at least a hundred years since this matter, and even the emperor of the Great Song Dynasty has changed several generations, if it wasn't for his master to mention it, no one on the rivers and lakes might have known about it for a long time.

"I have heard Master mention this person, it is said that there was a stirring storm at that time, and even Master admired this person, but it was true or false, and what happened later, maybe no one knows now......"

"Maybe no one cares anymore...... Because when the world mentions him, they will definitely think of two words, Demon Sect, the most despised name back then......"

The old man's long beard was blown by the mountain wind, his silver hair shone brightly in the sun, and his back was a little rickety at this moment, like a mountain that had been eroded in the long river of time.

There was a strange sadness in his loud voice, and he said: "The killing god's real name is Ye Beidi, and he was indeed famous, as for the truth and falsehood in his life, he probably can't even tell himself! It's a pity that he ended up miserable in the end......

"As for the name of the god of killing...... It's more like a fateful ......"

After speaking, the old man suddenly fell into silence.

The old man told this long-rumored anecdote as if he had experienced it himself.

Qin Muchuan received the kindness of the old man a long time ago, although he didn't know his sect, and he didn't even know his name, but the old man has always traveled the world, and his martial arts cultivation is rare in the world, he believes that the old man's cultivation is probably not slightly inferior to the master of the four major sects, he is such a figure hidden in the depths of the years, and there is very little in the world that can move him.

But I didn't expect that the old man at this moment would talk about this matter so desolately, and I don't know what it has to do with him.

Qin Muchuan didn't speak, at this moment he knew that he could only listen quietly.

After a while, the old man continued: "People only know that he was nicknamed the Killing God back then, but they don't know the meaning of it, in fact, many of his powers come from one thing...... This item is called the Orb of God Killing...... This god-killing pearl is said to be a treasure that has been bred for thousands of years in the depths of the Wufu Sea, which not only contains mysterious powers, but can even bring the dead back to life, and regenerate bones and muscles...... But at the same time, this god-killing bead is also a curse."

"For thousands of years, many masters on the rivers and lakes have been looking hard to increase their skills, but they don't know that no matter who inherits the power of the Killing God Bead, there will be a fateful ...... at the same time."

"The Fate of Tragedy ......"

Qin Muchuan listened carefully to every word the old man said, as if a whole new world suddenly appeared in front of him.

"I can't imagine that there is such a miracle in the world"

After saying this secret of the rivers and lakes, the old man seemed to be much older, and after a moment of silence, he returned to reality from the depths of his distant memory, and then said: "Although I told the kid in Luobei that he was highly poisonous, but this is not the case...... It's just that he's still too young, and it's useless to tell him the truth......"

Qin Muchuan frowned slightly, and couldn't help but have a bad premonition in his heart.

"Nowadays, few people know that after the death of the killing god Ye Beidi, the Yuan Shen and the Killing God Pearl were sealed in the crypt of the Fire Temple on the bank of the Luoshui River at the foot of this mountain, Ye Beidi died tragically, but this Killing God Bead is an immortal thing, and what I didn't expect was that a man in black suddenly broke in, and wanted to use the evil hexagonal blood disc that had been lost for many years to collect the Yuan Shen, although I had expected it, but I still couldn't stop it after all...... After all, that thing broke through the seal and reappeared......"

"Perhaps, this is a fate, my old man's fate, and this child's fate......"

From the old man's words, Qin Muchuan could feel that the old man had a deep sense of self-blame, although he said it extremely briefly, Qin Muchuan was still secretly guessing the relationship between the man in black who suddenly appeared and the three burning beads, thinking about it, he felt that this was still impossible, maybe, it was just a coincidence.

He couldn't help but persuade: "Senior, some facts are helpless, you don't have to blame yourself too much!"

The old man sighed: "I have lived for so many years in this life, and some things do not know whether they are right or wrong until now, maybe what that person said is right, killing people and saving people is only a thought, and regret has become the biggest pain in my life......"

Qin Muchuan didn't know what the pain he was talking about, let alone what kind of person he was referring to by "killing people and saving people", but he didn't plan to ask anything more.

Time flies, and everyone probably has some unknown secrets in their hearts.

After a while, the old man said to Qin Muchuan Zhengse: "Muchuan, this kid in Luobei is involved in killing the Divine Bead, not only does he need to be stable in his mind, so as not to be eroded by the power of the Killing Divine Bead, and then it will be a catastrophe to the world, and it will be ...... If the people in the world knew that the Killing God Bead was on him, they would definitely rush to it, and the situation would be unimaginable...... So I thought ......"

He looked at Qin Muchuan and saw that Qin Muchuan was listening quietly, without a trace of impatience, and the true qi circulating in him was not evil.

The old man slowed down before he said: "So I think that I need someone to protect him for me, this person must not only distinguish between right and wrong, but also have a good heart like a rock, and can resist all kinds of forces found in the rivers and lakes...... Come to think of it, I only think that you alone are the most suitable...... This is, so it will be bitter for you."

Qin Muchuan had been listening quietly, and at this moment, when he reached the critical point, he suddenly clenched his fists in front of his chest and said to the old man: "The seniors are righteous to the world, and the younger generations admire...... The younger generation must also go all out, even if it is risking their lives, but ......"

"It's just that the younger generation has something in their hearts......

The old man didn't wait for him to say it, the old hand held his fists, smiled and said: "I know what you want to ask, maybe some things can be ended with a light touch of your fingers, but since fate has come, how can it be ended so easily......"

His voice became deeper: "Thinking back to what happened many years ago, it is so similar to now, maybe it is easy to end a life, but it is not so simple to think about a fate...... What's more, this child is only an eight-year-old boy, and his life is innocent, so how can we deprive such a fresh life......"

The old man spoke very slowly, and he couldn't hear too many emotional fluctuations in his voice, but Qin Muchuan knew that in fact, the old man's heart must be flooding with turbulence at this moment.

Life is not sinful, yes, when a life comes to this world, it is so pure, even the eyes are shining with the purest light, and what is dirty is the big dye workshop of this world, interests and desires are endless, so strife and conspiracy came into being.

Qin Muchuan knew that he was an unborn master since he first met the old man, he had always been wise and peaceful, and he had never seen his emotions fluctuate like this.

"I'm here to find a way to solve it, not only to save a life, but also to lift this fate and curse......"

Qin Muchuan listened to the old man's words and said seriously: "Don't worry, senior, I will do my best to protect him and wait for the senior to return!"

The old man looked at Qin Muchuan for a long time, and couldn't help but smile and said: "Mu Chuan, in a lifetime, some fates will end, and some fates will begin again, you also have to cherish yourself, I believe that the doubts in your heart will always be revealed......"

Hearing this, Qin Muchuan suddenly raised his head and looked at the old man, the sentence "The doubt in your heart will always be revealed" lingered in his ears, and for some reason, when he saw the old man's firm gaze, he was so convinced in his heart.

He looked at the distant mountains, thinking about the old man's words, and was silent for a long time.

The old man entrusted Luobei to Qin Muchuan, and finally rode the green ox down the mountain with confidence.

The days to come will be a new beginning for Luobei.

How could this not be the case for Qin Muchuan?

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