Young children, sideburns are frost-dyed, spring returns to autumn, and the rivers and lakes are also old. The fate of most people is destined to be a wisp of homeless and lonely souls sunk in the misty rivers and lakes, and no one remembers. But some people are born to belong to this rivers and lakes, and they are destined not to be invisible, but to shine.

In August, on the eve of the Mid-Autumn Festival, a remote forest path in Jiaxing Province. "Dry three times, Kun six breaks, shake the Yang Yu, Gen covers the bowl, and leaves the middle void ......" The girl's crisp ballad voice came from the road. A little girl about ten years old was bouncing and walking. "The kan is full, and it is lacking. Suddenly, her singing stopped, and there was a large pool of blood on the side of the path, which was usually empty, and there was a person lying next to her, I don't know whether she was dead or alive.

The girl did not scream and run away like ordinary children, but walked forward quickly, only to see a handsome middle-aged man, about thirty years old, with a bloody face, a deep chest, and most of his limbs were injured by blades. The little girl was a little frightened when she saw that he had so many wounds and was still bleeding out. But she didn't run away in fright, but trembled and poked her fingers into the man's snort. Then she breathed a long sigh of relief, only to see her take out a vermilion pill from her pocket and stuff it into the middle-aged man's mouth. Seeing the man swallow the pill, the girl's face showed a happy expression, and she quickly ran back to the same path.

On the edge of the lake lies a small but extremely elegant manor. Because of the deep forests and the lack of aquatic products, there are sparse people around, and few people know that there is a family here.

At this time, just after noon, it is the most tiring time of the day. Zhuang Nei, "Sister Jiu'er, your exotic plants are really strange, the appearance is strange, this growth is also peculiar, you usually serve other flowers and plants carefully, this time I don't even have watered a few times." "A middle-aged beautiful woman in her forties was lying on a recliner in the shade of the courtyard, fanning with a fan.

Under the eaves of the corridor, a woman in an emerald dress was fiddling with a few pots of things that said that flowers were not flowers, and that grass was not grass. She only used an ordinary thorn hairpin to pin her hair hanging down, she wiped the fine sweat on her forehead, and laughed softly: "Sister Xi, it's not that I'm lazy, the Nanyang merchant said at that time that these pots of flowers can't be watered more before late autumn, just put them in a cool, dry and ventilated place." This pot of flowers and leaves was a little late when I took the cuttings on a cold moonlit night, and you see, she was much thinner than the other sisters. ”

In the huge village, there are only two beautiful women here, and there is not even a half-maid maid, let alone a man.

Originally, this village is called "weeping poplar". Legend has it that when Mongolia did not break through the Great Song River and Mountain, a pair of sisters came, but one surnamed Cheng and one surnamed Lu, the two built this Chuiyangzhuang together, and lived here, because they usually rarely walk around in the outside world, and rarely interact with outsiders, and gradually no one knows. Strange to say, since the founding of the pair of sisters, there has been an unwritten rule in the village: I heard that no one has ever married in the village for hundreds of years, but every time the owner of the village is old, he will adopt a pair of young sisters as his daughters, so as to pass it down from generation to generation. Although he does not often interact with the outside world, and his life is boring and lonely, his life is free of disasters and difficulties, and he is safe and happy.

In this generation, the sisters who are currently in charge of the villa are Lu Xici, who is resting on the chair, and Cheng Jiuzhi, who is playing with exotic flowers and plants.

Lu Xici was curious when he heard Cheng Jiuzhi's words, got up from the chair, moved to Cheng Jiuzhi's side, and said, "What, sister Jiu'er, can you tell these strange things?"

Cheng Jiuzhi gently rubbed Lu Xici's waist, pretending to be annoyed and said, Sister Xi, what's wrong with them, the three pots on the left hand side are Tang Yin, Grass Jade Dew, and Cross Star Brocade. The middle pot is a thin snow perennial grass, and the plate is a little thin, which is the cold moonlit night of flowers and leaves. ”

Lu Xici listened, made a gesture in his hand, and half-jokingly: "Why, you are not big or small, and you still started with my sister and me, just right, I don't know how much my sister's jade flute swordsmanship has improved?"

Cheng Jiuzhi smiled and pushed away Lu Xici's hand, and said: "Sister Xi, I can't mess with you here now, this matter of flowers and herbs can't be sloppy, I still remember that before, I forgot to prune the withered grass, so that more than ten pots of medicinal materials around were all poisoned, and now that I think about it, I am still sad in my heart." ”

The two were making trouble here, and there was a sound of light footsteps outside the door, and before anyone arrived, the voice reached the ears of the two first: "Mother, aunt, someone, someone is dying." When the two heard this, they immediately put away their smiles and hurriedly looked at the door, only to see a little girl about ten years old running in.

Cheng Jiuzhi saw that it was not the girl who was injured, so he shouted: "The girl's family, it's okay to talk nonsense, don't run, how many times have I told you, be calm in case of trouble, and analyze and judge accurately." "It turned out that the little girl who met the injured man on the side of the road before was one of the daughters of the owner's sisters, Cheng Yuxi.

At this time, Xiao Cheng Yuxi also ran to the front of the two sisters, and was gasping for breath, Lu Xici picked up a handkerchief and gently wiped the sweat beads from his little face, and asked: "Yuxi, didn't you go to the Houshan Yutao Book Cave to read after lunch, why did you come back again?" Don't worry, what did you encounter, say slowly. ”

Cheng Yuxi gasped for breath while slowly telling the incident of meeting the injured man on the road, although she was young, she spoke clearly and logically, and explained the whole thing in great detail, without any omission.

Lu Xici and Cheng Jiuzhi listened, the two looked at each other, Cheng Jiuzhi said to Xiao Yuxi: "Child, my mother and aunt go to see the injured man, treat him, sword blood wound or something, don't follow you child, you go to the book cave from another way to read." As he spoke, he touched Xiaoyuxi's head. Cheng Yuxi listened, nodded, and said sensibly: "Then mother, you two must save that uncle, it seems that he is not lightly injured, auntie, you also pay attention to safety, I went to read a book." Then he turned and left.

Lu Xici on the side stopped her, thinking that this child was much more diligent than the one in his own family, who often read books and forgot to eat, and sometimes remembered to go home for dinner in the middle of the night, so he said: "Don't be in a hurry to leave, you can take some of those longan, steamed dates, iced peach strips and other desserts in the house before leaving, my aunt knows that you are easy to forget the time and don't eat, which is not good for your health." Cheng Yuxi listened, ran happily to the house, and said, "Thank you, aunt." Lu Xici replied with a smile: "There are also lotus cakes and peanut cakes that you love to eat next to them, you can also bring some with you, don't starve yourself." "Well, okay. Cheng Yuxi answered in the house.

Lu Xici thought of his own girl who had lunch and didn't say a word to himself, so he went to the village next to him to have a lazy play, and couldn't help but sigh and said, "Sister, at this point, I envy you to death." Cheng Jiuzhi knew that she thought of Yuxi and her sister, and comforted: "Sister Xi, don't think so, Shuangshuang is just naughty and willful, and the girl's family is naughty at all, it's better than being dull and sick all day long." ”

Lu Xici shook his head and said, "I hope so, don't think about it, sister, let's go and save people first." He took Cheng Jiuzhi's hand and ran to the side of the road mentioned by Cheng Yuxi. In an instant, they were already out of the house, and the two of them were light and agile, and their light skills were no less than first-class masters in the martial arts.

In less than half a cup of tea, the two of them arrived at the path that Yuxi said, Cheng Jiuzhi slowed down his pace, and went forward and said, "Sister Xi, there." Lu Xici looked at it fixedly, and saw a man lying on the ground, with a large area of red beside him, and he didn't know whether he was alive or dead.

When the two of them approached, Cheng Jiuzhi saw that although Yuxi had given him the elixir of the sect before, but the injury was extremely serious, he still had a lot of qi and little intake, so he hurriedly used his acupoint hand to brush the acupoint, and used enough internal force to seal his heart and mouth Lingtai acupoint, the middle pole acupoint in the lower dantian, and the qi vein Yutang acupoint on his chest, first protect his life, and then carefully look at his injury.

Lu Xici said after watching from the sidelines: "The wounds of the limbs and blades, there are knife wounds, marks of club blows, as well as wounds from three or four different weapons such as iron fans and judges' pens, it seems that this person has been besieged by many people." ”

After Cheng Jiuzhi took his pulse, he said for a long time: "The injuries of the limbs and sharp weapons are only small injuries outside the skin, but they do not hurt the vital points, but they are fine. The main thing is here. As he spoke, he pointed to the man's chest, and said quietly: "Frost Breaking Ice Fist, Divine Camel Snow Mountain Palm, and a trace of wind and thunder power." With such a high level of martial arts but still not damaging the meridians and acupoints, this person's skill is unfathomable. ”

Lu Xici listened to Cheng Jiuzhi's words, and said in shock: "Are you sure it's these kung fus? Could it be that the person who hurt him is?" Cheng Jiuzhi continued to take the pulse gate, nodded and affirmed: "From the point of view of the move skills, it is indeed Mr. Gongmu and Demon Shadow Cong of the Ferris League, and the thirsty horse Benquan who walks on the frost and ice-breaking palm in his chest has such deep strength, it must be the rumored Lord of the Ferris Alliance." ”

Lu Xici was shocked and said: "This Ferris Alliance, in recent years, has risen in Kunlun Tianshan and other extraterritorial places, how can this time the best player actually came to the Central Plains Jiangnan, and I heard that Hongruitian is almost invincible in the world, looking at this person's injury, it is estimated that there are no less than ten people besieging it, if it is really a few of them taking the lead, how can there be people in the world who can escape and ascend to heaven, and the viscera are not fatally injured." Lu Xici said this, suddenly thought of someone, and exclaimed: "Sister Jiu'er, according to my sister's thoughts, among the people in the martial arts today, who is in her thirties, among these people, the only one who can escape the ascension to heaven is the first person in the martial arts." ”

At this time, Cheng Jiuzhi fed three pills of vermilion skin into the mouth of the seriously injured man, and the place where the limbs were bleeding had already sealed the acupoints and stopped the bleeding. She said slowly: "Twenty years ago, the son of Linghu Daxia and the Sun Moon Sect Holy Aunt, who was born out of thin air, has returned the originally declining Wuyue Sword Sect into a first-rate force in martial arts in more than ten years. He is the only one who can escape under the siege of many people led by the Lord of the Ferris Alliance. ”

Speaking of this, Cheng Jiuzhi suddenly withdrew his hand, and said, "Sister, we can't save this person!" Lu Xici listened, puzzled, and cast an inquiring glance at Cheng Jiuzhi, only to hear Cheng Jiuzhi continue: "If it is an ordinary person or an ordinary martial artist, we can't stand by and watch in line with the morality of the rivers and lakes, and we should help, but this person is a very prestigious and powerful person in the rivers and lakes, we saved this person, I am afraid that from then on, we will break the hundreds of years of freedom and peace of the weeping poplar." ”