Flying Snow Buries Red Leaves, Volume 2, Wind and Rain, Knowing the Old Things Chapter 82 The ashes are rekindled to find the past
"Hmph, although there is only one mountain road, and it is hidden in the wind and snow, if someone who knows this road knows, it is not impossible to want to go up the mountain. Yiye Hong said disdainfully, seemingly disdainful of the natural dangers that Kexue Mountain Villa relied on as a barrier.
Liu Yuanjun not only did not refute, but felt that there was some truth in this statement. I want to come to the Snow Mountain Villa and have very little contact with the outside world, except for the friendship between the old master of the previous generation and Qin Wuji, and the interaction between the old master of the previous generation and Xiao Wuxian and others, it seems that he has nothing to do with the rivers and lakes. And it is unlikely that there will be a mole inside Kexue Villa, if you are not very familiar with the road to the mountain, it is impossible for anyone to find the real location of Kexue Villa. Liu Yuanjun didn't believe that someone could find the mountain gate by mistake.
Everyone was almost rested, so they set off up the mountain again, walked about four or five miles, and passed the mountain gate, and finally saw the dilapidated old site of the Kexue Mountain Villa. It was already dusk, and the wind and snow were again rising, more than during the day, and it seemed that to-night it would be a violent snowstorm. Fortunately, everyone has gone up the mountain, although the current Kexue Mountain Villa is dilapidated, but it can still shelter from the wind and rain, and I think everyone will have a decent place to live tonight, so as not to be exposed to the wind and snow.
Although it is covered by wind and snow, the clouds and mist are shrouded, but the ruins and broken walls of the Kexue Mountain Villa faintly appear in front of you, like a dream, shrouded by the dusk red sun, showing a trace of tranquility and serenity, as if this place has not experienced a catastrophe, and is still a paradise hidden outside the rivers and lakes. In the clouds and mist, you can vaguely see the former mountain villa, the pavilion around the world, the eaves and paintings, the carved fence and the high wall, so not majestic. The mountain villa built on the mountain, covered by wind and snow, is also a unique scenery in blue and white.
Dao Xueke and Liu Yuanjun never imagined that after ten years, the two of them would return to this bleak place. The memories that were full of blood and the memories that kept him awake every night resurfaced in his mind at the moment he returned to the villa, and the sound of slashing and burning fire, the terrible screams and the sounds of killing.
Liu Yuanjun saw that he was motionless, his eyes were blank, and sweat broke out on his forehead, he knew that he was immersed in the memories of the year again, and Liu Yuanjun was helpless, at that time, Dao Xueke was still young, and he watched his familiar relatives die one by one, that kind of pain is really not something that a twelve-year-old child can bear. Liu Yuanjun silently leaned next to Dao Xueke, and his slightly cool hand hooked Dao Xueke's fingers, making Dao Xueke sober up, and turned his head to smile at Liu Yuanjun.
"Senior sister, did you hear that?" asked Dao Xueke with a smile.
Liu Yuanjun was a little puzzled: "What did you hear?"
Dao Xueke said with a wry smile: "I seem to have heard the laughter of the senior brothers, and I also saw them practicing martial arts together, fighting together, I also saw my father, my mother, and seeing the senior brother, how happy we are living together......" Dao Xueke's voice became smaller and smaller, and finally disappeared in the howling wind. Liu Yuanjun looked at the side face of Dao Xueke, and his heart was sour.
"The snow is coming again, so let's go in early. Ren Shanhuai said loudly, somehow, after Yiye Hong appeared, Zhu Qingqiu never spoke again. The last trace of the sun finally sank down the western mountain, and the wind and snow obscured the afterglow of the setting sun, and scattered the heavy reddish-purple color, melting into the pure white snow, leaving no trace.
As they crossed the threshold that no longer existed, the Blade Snowman looked up at the doorbeam, which was already half reduced to char debris, and the plaque that had been hanging there was gone. The corners were covered with cobwebs and dust, and the roofs and courtyards were covered with snow.
It was dark very quickly on the snowy mountain, and there was still some twilight glow, but in the blink of an eye, it was pitch black. Fortunately, the reflection of the thick snow in the courtyard did not make everyone grope in vain in the dark, and Dao Xueke and Ren Shanhuai also took out the fire fold from their arms, and carefully protected the fire after it was blown to illuminate everyone.
"We'd better stay overnight until dawn tomorrow to find clues. Liu Yuanjun said.
Rao Mengli nodded heavily, and then said to Dao Xueke: "Then let Brother Xue and Senior Sister Liu decide, after all, they are originally from Kexue Mountain Villa, and they are more familiar with this place." We should all live together so that we can be safer and take care of each other. ”
Dao Xueke thought for a moment and said, "Then go to the secret room." There was only one way in and out, and it wasn't big, but it was safe enough for the seven of us. ”
So the group followed Dao Xueke to the dilapidated library pavilion. The broken plaque was at his feet, Dao Xueke squatted down, the fire fold in his left hand was closer, illuminating the broken golden characters, and gently wiped the dust off the plaque with his fingers, and the memory paused, and sighed softly.
That sigh was deeply imprinted on Rao Mengli's heart. She hurriedly stepped forward to help Dao Xueke up and said, "Brother Xue, let's go in first......
Dao Xueke nodded, and led everyone into the library pavilion. After the jade bottle was taken away, the secret passage was not closed. Dao Xueke looked at the mechanism and said to the others, "This was originally a mechanism activated with a jade bottle, opening the only secret passage leading to the stone chamber. And the stone room is where the Jade Buddha is located. The group of men in black pretended to leave, but the young people turned back and found this place. ”
Luo Baiyi asked: "This jade bottle has the same root and origin as the Jade Buddha, so precious, it is actually placed in such a conspicuous place as an organ?"
Liu Yuanjun explained: "As the so-called most dangerous place is also the safest place. It is precisely because the jade bottle is as precious as the jade Buddha that it will confuse others when placed in a conspicuous place, thinking that the jade bottle is a mortal thing, so as not to be greedy. But he was still taken away by the green ......"
Without further ado, everyone lined up in a row to enter the dark passage at one time, and Dao Xueke and Ren Shanhuai were at the front and the other at the end, holding a fire fold to illuminate.
The wooden door was also broken, and was shattered into pieces by internal forces, leaving only a few residues, which had been rotten for ten years, and only needed a light push to disperse as flying ashes.
No one has entered this stone room for ten years, and the originally bright Buddha shrine has also been covered with dust and much darker, and the offering table has also wobbled, eaten by insects and ants, and the original place where the Jade Buddha was enshrined is empty. Only the incense burner was still in its place, but it was rusty, and the ashes in the furnace had long since drifted away with the wind.
But there are no fire candles in it, and although the stone chamber is very dry, it will be difficult to survive tonight with only two fire breakers.
In the darkness, Ye Hong suddenly spoke: "You guys rest first, I'll go out for a walk." Otherwise, you won't be able to sleep while I'm here. The beating light of the fire reflected half of his grim face. The east and west opened the door without stopping it, and everyone did not raise objections, and Yiye Hong went out of the dark passage alone.
Ren Shanhuai felt Zhu Qingqiu beside him suddenly tremble, and asked, "Qingqiu, what's wrong with you?"
Zhu Qingqiu hurriedly replied: "It's nothing, it's just that it's the first time I came to this snowy mountain, and I didn't feel a little uncomfortable." ”
Rao Mengli followed the voice and came over, hugged Zhu Qingqiu's arm and said with a smile: "Since that's the case, then I'll sleep next to Sister Zhu tonight, so that I can be warmer." Luo Baiyi heard that he was about to come over, and shouted in his mouth: "I'm coming, I'm coming." ”
"Oops!" Luo Baiyi suddenly shouted, and Dao Xueke asked, "What's wrong with you, Baiyi?" Luo Baiyi rubbed his arm and asked suspiciously: "Who pinched me, it hurts too much." With that, he stood back beside Dao Xueke in a gloomy manner.
Luo Baiyi, a living treasure, made everyone laugh again, and Liu Yuanjun couldn't help but smile and said, "Okay, okay, save some physical strength and rest early." We'd better be next to each other, so that it can be warmer. ”
So everyone sat down one after another against the corner of the wall, Rao Mengli suddenly stepped on a hard thing, and almost fell, Ren Shanhuai used the firelight to shine, and it turned out to be a miserable white human bone!
"Ahh
Hearing Rao Mengli's exclamation, Dao Xueke hurriedly came to her side, looked at the arm bone, sighed, picked it up and put it in his arms, and gently patted Rao Mengli's back, saying, "It's okay, it's okay." ”
They sat next to each other and rested all night with their backs against the wall. Dao Xueke and Ren Shanhuai sat at both ends, Dao Xueke was next to Liu Yuanjun, Liu Yuanjun was followed by Luo Baiyi, and next to Luo Baiyi was Rao Mengli, Rao Mengli was next to Zhu Qingqiu, and Zhu Qingqiu was leaning on Ren Shanhuai's side.
The howling cold wind blew into the library and poured into the narrow dark passage. Without the barrier of the wooden door, the biting wind did not spare an inch of land, and directly occupied the stone chamber. Even if everyone wrapped their clothes tightly next to each other, the faint warmth was also taken away by the cold wind, leaving only infinite coldness.
Another gust of wind swept by, blowing out the fire fold in the hands of Dao Xueke and Ren Shanhuai. The last bit of fire of the crowd also dispersed, and the stone room was suddenly pitch black, and the five fingers could not be seen.
Dao Xueke touched every place on his body, and couldn't find a fire fold anymore, so he asked, "Ren Gongzi, do you still have a fire fold?" Ren Shanhuai replied helplessly: "There is only one last one left." ”
When everyone heard this, they all sighed. With this last fire break alone, everyone is afraid that they will freeze to death on the mountain. Liu Yuanjun proposed: "Don't use it, let's all try to rest, if we can't sleep, close our eyes and recuperate, and use exercises to regulate pranayama, so that we can resist for a while." ”
Everyone meditated cross-legged together, using their skills to keep warm, but Naluo Baiyi was absent-minded, counting the hours by himself.
Until the second half of the night, not one of them fell asleep. Two days had passed, and Dao Xueke asked, "What time is it?"
It just so happened that Luo Baiyi was counting the time, and when he heard Dao Xueke's question, he replied, "It's already past the beginning of the hour." ”
The hour had passed, and everyone had not yet fallen asleep, except for the squeak of rats scurrying around, and the whistling fans, only the occasional sigh.
Suddenly, there was a sound of footsteps in the dark passage, and it seemed that he was a master. Dao Xueke and the others were busy alert and ready to improvise, but a familiar voice sounded at the door: "Take this bundle of firewood." With that, another muffled sound came from not far away, like the sound of dead wood branches falling to the ground.
Ren Shanhuai asked: "When we went up the mountain, we saw that the vegetation was scarce, and I don't know where the predecessors got so much dry firewood?"
"There is a large birch forest on the other side of the mountain, where there is less snow, and there are more trees and drier, so I will pick up a few and give you the night." ”
Ren Shanhuai and the others looked at Dao Xueke and Liu Yuanjun again, but the two only shook their heads. They had never been to the place that Yiye Hong was talking about, and they didn't know what birch forests were there. I didn't expect Yiyehong to know more about this place than the two of them.
Ren Shanhuai got up to look, sure enough, it was a bundle of dry firewood, and he didn't forget to thank Yiye Hong while being overjoyed: "Thank you senior!" He moved the firewood to everyone, everyone gathered in a circle, put the firewood in the room, Ren Shanhuai carefully blew the last fire, and the trembling hand sent the gorgeous sparks beating in the dark night to the pile of dead wood.
The dead wood was very dry, and it burned with a flame. The warm bonfire not only brought light but also warmth, like a clear spring, slowly flowing into the dry and cold hearts of everyone, and the firelight reflected the red faces of everyone.
Yiye Hongfang was about to go out, but was stopped by Dao Xueke: "Where are the seniors going?"
Yiye Hong replied coldly as usual: "If I am here, how can you rest in peace?"
Rao Mengli has always been afraid and respectful of this legendary No. 1 swordsman in the rivers and lakes, and when he saw this situation, he also mustered up the courage to persuade him: "Senior, it is snowing heavily, wet and dark outside, it is better for you to rest in this stone room for one night, it is better to be warmer, we don't care." ”
None of the people refuted it, and it was already a tacit acquiescence. Yiye Hong braved the wind and snow to pick up this bundle of firewood, so that they could spend the night warmly, but they had to spend the night in the wind and snow, and no one could careless.
Liu Yuanjun also spoke: "Seniors stay." ”
Yiye Hong really didn't expect that Dao Xueke and the others would persuade him to stay, and went out to find firewood just because he was afraid that Dao Xueke would freeze to death, and no one told him about the bloody knife. Seeing that everyone insisted, he hesitated for a moment, then sat down in the farthest corner from everyone, meditated cross-legged, and started his work.
Dao Xueke said again: "Senior, don't you come here to sit, it will be warmer." ”
Yi Yehong refused without thinking about it: "No, I'm practicing here, don't hinder me." ”
When they heard this, they stopped paying attention to him, but just chatted. Liu Yuanjun whispered: "Everyone in the world says that this is the first knife in the world, killing people like hemp, without mercy, I don't want this rumor to be broken by us today." ”
Rao Mengli also said: "It is rumored that Yiye Hong's predecessors are both good and evil, I think this is normal, this world is not black and white, and everything does not necessarily have to distinguish between right and wrong, good and evil." Besides, the predecessors are not big traitors, so we don't have to worry. ”
Dao Xueke motioned for Rao Mengli and the others to speak quietly, and then turned his head to look at Yiye Hong, and found that he did not react.
Luo Baiyi leaned back lazily, stretched his waist, and said casually: "I can't sleep, Lao Dao will tell a story." ”
Dao Xueke smiled and said, "What story do I have to tell?"
"Let's talk about what happened when you were a child, such as the day of the accident, what was the situation, take a closer look, maybe there are any missing clues?" He also knew that this was a hidden pain in Dao Xueke's heart that he had always been reluctant to mention, but Luo Baiyi knew that Dao Xueke couldn't escape that memory forever, no matter what you experienced, you always had to learn to face it.
Rao Mengli pulled the cuffs of Luo Baiyi's clothes and looked at Dao Xueke, and said with relief: "Brother Luo just said casually, Brother Xue doesn't have to take it to heart." ”
Dao Xueke smiled bitterly and shook his head, how could he not know Luo Baiyi's good intentions.
Liu Yuanjun's hand was on Dao Xueke's wrist, sending him a trace of warmth, Dao Xueke looked up, only to see Liu Yuanjun's star-like eyes flashing, and the warm and firm eyes have always been with him, never leaving.
Dao Xueke then spoke: "Maybe there are some things I should have faced a long time ago, but I haven't had enough courage to keep running away. But I can't run away for the rest of my life, my sister taught me that we can't be bound by hatred and be his slaves, but we can't forget hatred because he has brought us pain and scars. Well, since you can't sleep tonight, I'll tell you about what happened ten years ago. ”
Liu Yuanjun took out the water from his bag and handed it to Dao Xueke. Dao Xueke took it, held it in his hand, nodded, and began to reminisce.
One day ten years ago, in the Kexue Mountain Villa. It was already past the hour, and the thirty-six disciples got up to practice before the hour arrived, and they could not rest until the hour.
Although Kexue Mountain Villa does not have contact with the outside world, in order to pass it on, it is necessary to go down the mountain to find thirty-six destined disciples when each generation of owners succeed them, and each generation of owners only accepts thirty-six disciples in their lifetime, of course, excluding their own children. These disciples are required to go up the mountain voluntarily, but once they do so, they may live here for the rest of their lives.
At that time, Su Shang, the owner of Kexue Mountain Villa, also accepted thirty-six disciples, ranking them according to the order of apprenticeship and age, although the senior brother Ye Tianxiao had mediocre qualifications, he was the oldest, he was generous and simple, and he cared about his junior brothers and sisters, just like the eldest brother.
The second senior sister Liu Yuanjun has the highest qualifications, and she showed a very high talent for martial arts at an early age, so she often urges her younger brothers and sisters to practice every day with her senior brother, but compared with the senior brother of Kuanren, Liu Yuanjun is more strict.
Su Shang was quite relieved when he watched his apprentice grow day by day, and he was enough to be independent. At the same time, he also cares more about his twelve-year-old child, Su Shang and his wife Su Wen are old and have children, so they naturally love them more and regard them as the pearl of their palms. But the requirements for him will also be stricter, and he has been practicing martial arts with his brothers and sisters since he was a child.