After the knife madness got on the boat, he couldn't hold it anymore and fell like a mountain. Shui Zhu'er was so anxious that tears came out, but the waves were rough and boundless, where to find the doctor?

The men carried the knives to the cabin and told him to rest. In the evening, the knife maniac finally woke up. Ye Han and the others were overjoyed and hurriedly gathered around his bed.

Ye Han asked: "Senior Dao, you let us go south, but where can we go to heal my injuries." ”

"My injuries don't get in the way, I can't die. "The knife maniac still has an indifferent attitude.

Shui Zhu'er cried out loud and said, "Why is it okay, you have fainted." ”

Dao Maniac beckoned to Shui Zhu'er, helped Shui Zhu'er wipe away the tears on his face and said, "Don't worry, I know my body very well." The strange doctor in Jiangnan, Zhao Wuyi, is in Anqing Mansion. ”

Ye Han and others are overjoyed, there are three famous doctors in the rivers and lakes today, and their medical skills are very clever, they can live and die, flesh and bones, and come back to life. They are distributed in different places, in the west is the high priest of Panlong Miao Village, Ye Han and others passed by her, and in the north is Tongbai Mountain Doctor Immortal Wang Qingshu, and Jiangnan is the strange doctor Zhao Wuyi.

Zhao Wuyi has a strange temper, and anyone who seeks medical treatment wants a strange thing, and if he can get into his eyes, he will treat you. Whether it is a rare treasure or a martial arts cheat, Zhao Wuyi will not refuse.

Ye Han and the others had some worries in their hearts, they didn't have any treasures on their bodies, the Sunset Heart Sutra was a treasure, Shui Zhu'er secretly made a decision in her heart, no matter what, she had to save the knife maniac, even if she lost the Sunset Heart Sutra, what would it be.

In the hot June, layer after layer of heat waves came over, making Ye Han and the others who were crowded in the cabin sweat, but no one said that they wanted to leave. Dao waved his hand and said, "Okay, you can do whatever you want, I can't die for the time being." ”

Ye Han and the others heard what the knife madman said, and then got up and left the cabin and came to the splint. After fighting along the way, they finally earned a little free time and could take a good rest.

Shui Zhu'er and Zhao Ying stood together, looking into the distance, whispering a few words from time to time, looking very intimate. Ye Han and the three of them laughed secretly in their hearts, but they didn't step forward to disturb Zhao Ying.

Ye Han suddenly remembered that he had never had the opportunity to ask Shui Zhu'er about the Sunset Heart Sutra, and said to Shui Zhu'er: "Water girl, haven't you really learned the Sunset Heart Sutra?"

Shui Zhu'er turned around and said, "Grandpa died unexpectedly, we didn't get his personal inheritance, and my father didn't like martial arts, so the Sunset Heart Sutra has been lost." ”

Ye Han felt very strange, one of the Seven Strange People could establish a new martial arts family, and there was no reason not to pass on the Sunset Heart Sutra. Zhao Ying's heart was very attentive to Shui Zhu'er, and he asked Ye Han, "Senior Brother Ye, where do you think the Sunset Heart Sutra is." ”

Ye Han smiled bitterly, Zhao Ying regarded him as a superman, and if he couldn't solve any problems, he would think of him. Ye Han remembered his experience of getting the "Qiankun One Qi Formula", and asked again: "Water girl, do you have any old mansions in your family?"

Shui Zhu'er said: "Our house has been renovated a long time ago, and we have found all the places where we may hide the cheats. ”

Ye Han felt strange, could it be that Shui Donglai really didn't leave the Sunset Heart Sutra behind? Although many heroes in the rivers and lakes did not want their descendants to re-enter the rivers and lakes, they felt that the rivers and lakes were too dangerous. However, such a character as one of the Seven Strange Men would definitely not be so short-sighted.

At this time, Gao Jian interjected: "Perhaps, the Sunset Heart Sutra has been taught to you a long time ago, but you don't know it. ”

This speculation is not unreasonable, the battle between the rivers and lakes is too dangerous. A sect or a family uses all kinds of methods to protect the secrets of martial arts. Ye Han also felt that this idea was very reasonable. For example, he learned "Ghost Shadow Traces" and engraved it in the mausoleum of the back mountain of the Qin Sword School.

"Have you never seen grandpa?" asked Yue Ling'er at this time.

"When I was very young, about four or five years old, my grandfather would let me sit on his lap and teach me to sing every time he came back. Shui Zhu'er said with some sadness.

Did the old man Shui Donglai really not plan to pass on the martial arts? Ye Han was a little puzzled. But it's not right to think about it, the Sunset Heart Sutra is a martial art created by Shuidong, how can it not be passed down. This is the proudest thing in his life, how can he not hope that future generations will carry him forward?

"Zhu'er, what did your grandfather teach you to sing?" After Zhao Ying had been in contact with Shui Zhu'er for a while, she was already very close and began to call her by her short name. Ye Han and the others were surprised for a while, but Shui Zhu'er didn't care at all, but was very happy.

"My grandfather taught me to sing some hometown nursery rhymes. Shui Zhu'er thought for a moment.

"Do your parents know these nursery rhymes?" Ye Han asked again.

Shui Zhu'er said: "After my grandfather left, I often sang these nursery rhymes, and my parents were very strange, and they asked me where I learned them. Apparently they don't know. ”

Ye Han thought for a while and said, "You sing and listen to it." ”

Shui Zhu'er softened her voice, and a voice like a yellow bird sounded in everyone's ears. Ye Han and the others closed their eyes and listened carefully. Shui Zhu'er sang very beautifully, Ye Han listened to it word for word, and found that it was an ordinary nursery rhyme.

"This is what my grandfather used to teach me to sing. Shui Zhuer finished singing the song and explained.

Ye Han said: "Nothing else?"

Shui Zhu'er said: "There are many more, but this one is the most sung." ”

Shui Zhu'er didn't wait for Ye Han and a few people to urge, and sang again. The song is so gentle that it makes you want to fall asleep immediately. After listening to it all morning, they didn't find anything related to the Sunset Heart Sutra, so they could only give up for the time being.

The group went into the cabin again to see the Knife Maniac, who seemed to be completely healed, and had already sat on the edge of the bed and began to drink.

"Senior Dao, shall we go directly to Anqing Mansion?" Ye Han asked at the Dao Maniac.

Dao Maniac coughed, but took a big sip of wine and said, "Let's stay in Jiujiang Mansion for a while!"

Ye Han didn't ask Dao Maniac what he was doing in Jiujiang Mansion, everyone had their own secrets. Ye Han conveyed the meaning of the knife madness to the ship boss.

At noon the next day, Ye Han and the others arrived at the dock in Jiujiang Mansion. Ye Han saw Xiao Se standing on the dock with a knife maniac, as if he was no longer a legend of the rivers and lakes, a swordsman one of the seven strange people, but a down-and-out prodigal son, and his mind seemed to be very confused.

The knife maniac was very familiar with Jiujiang, and took the lead in heading to the west. Ye Han and the others followed closely behind, and neither of them spoke. They knew that the knife maniac had something in his heart, and it was a sad story, so they didn't speak.

After walking for about an hour, they came to a valley where the grass was barren and uninhabited. It is a very large valley, and a small river seems to fall from the mountain, comes to the foot of the mountain, and then flows out around the outside of the valley and flows into the Yangtze River. Surrounded by lush trees on three sides, it is full of tranquility. It's a paradise, but I don't know why no one lives here.

The knife maniac came to the mouth of the valley and asked Ye Han and the others not to follow, and walked towards the valley alone. Ye Han and the others looked at the trembling figure of the swordsman, and they were a little worried in their hearts, not knowing if the knife maniac would suddenly fall.

Ye Han and the others didn't dare to guess what kind of place this was. The knife maniac didn't say anything, and they didn't dare to ask. The five of them waited quietly, but they never saw the knife madness come out. From noon to evening, the night was already deep, and it was quieter, and the occasional scream made the night even more bleak.

They waited for a while and still didn't see the figure of the knife madness, Ye Han hesitated for a moment, but still walked towards the valley, and the other four people followed closely behind.

Tonight, the moonlight was blurred, and a crescent moon hung in the sky, bringing a touch of clarity to the heavens and the earth, allowing Ye Han and the others to roughly see the surrounding situation. The five of them walked for a while, but they didn't see the figure of the knife maniac, and they walked forward again, and they had come to the deepest part of the canyon.

Ye Han seemed to see a figure crawling on the ground crying, and Shui Zhu'er was about to rush forward, Ye Han reached out and grabbed her, making a silent gesture. Ye Han's eyesight was far better than the others, and he had already seen the situation in the valley clearly.

The valley is not a paradise, but a row of lonely graves. Ye Han counted in his heart, there were at least two hundred tombs. Ye Han didn't know what was going on here, but he knew that this was the last fetters of the knife maniac.

After a while, the voice of the knife madness gradually stabilized, and Ye Han stepped forward, and when he was a foot away from the knife madness, he said: "Knife senior, I don't know what happened here, but the deceased is gone, and the living should be like this." ”

Of course, the knife maniac had already discovered the arrival of Ye Han and the others, stood up and said, "You are all here, let you see and laugh." ”

Ye Han shook his head and said that it is normal for people to laugh, there is nothing to laugh at.

Dao Maniac beckoned to Shui Zhu'er and said, "This is my home, my parents, wife, and daughter are all here. If my daughter were alive, she would be your age. ”

Shui Zhu'er felt a burst of sadness, but she didn't know how to comfort him, and suddenly she had a flash of inspiration and said loudly: "Senior Dao, from now on, I will be your daughter." ”

"Hahaha...... Well, I'm no longer alone, I have a daughter. The knife laughed wildly, and laughed all the tears out of his eyes.

Shui Zhu'er bowed down and said, "Shui Zhu'er, I've seen my father-in-law." The knife maniac hurriedly picked up the water droplets. Ye Han and the others congratulated the knife maniac one after another.

Instead of returning the salute, the knife maniac said, "You must want to know what's going on here." ”

Ye Han and the others nodded, but did not make a sound. They knew that the knife maniac didn't need them to answer.

The knife madness said again: "This place is called the Valley of the Divine Sword, one of the four holy places of the rivers and lakes. Ye Han and the others were shocked, they often heard people talk about the four holy places of the rivers and lakes, one valley, one floor, one pavilion and one palace, it turned out that the Divine Sword Valley was here. It's just that twenty years ago, the Valley of the Divine Sword suddenly disappeared overnight, and no one in the rivers and lakes knew what was going on.

The sword madness seemed to wait for Ye Han and the others to accept this shocking news, and then said slowly: "I was originally the son of the Divine Sword Valley Mafu, because of my excellent qualifications, the Lord of the Divine Sword Valley specially accepted me as a closed disciple to Wen Dao, and promised my beloved daughter to me.

I didn't live up to his expectations, and I practiced the Divine Sword Technique, which no one in the Divine Sword Valley had cultivated for thousands of years. The knife maniac talked about the past, and his tone was sad, as if he was turning over the scabbed scars on his body, making his body and mind bloody again.