The neck was pinched so tightly, the consciousness gradually blurred, the range of breaking free became smaller and smaller, and finally even breathing became more and more difficult, and every second passed for the moment was so long and endless.

The old man glared at him angrily for a long time, and only when his rapid breathing eased a little that he realized what he had done, his arm trembled slightly, and his palm loosened, and he unloaded his strength.

As soon as the pressure in his throat disappeared, his body fell heavily to the ground, his face was red, his eyes were a little black, he rolled on the ground several times in a row, and coughed a few times before he regained consciousness. A red mark on the neck was the most eye-catching, the head was short of oxygen for a short time, the whole person was dazed, hurriedly took a few breaths of air, until he was a little sober, and immediately crawled to the side of the fire, just in time, the raging fire almost burned the book. Gritting his teeth, enduring the burning of the flames, he took out the two classics from them, his arms were red, there were slight burns, and then a sharp pain spread to his skin. It can be seen that the two cheats are intact, and the big stone in his heart is also put down, thinking that if the two books are not well preserved, then I am afraid that I will not have the face to see Master and Miss Su again. Carefully patted off the dust on it, tiptoed back into the clothes, and patted his chest with his hand, revealing a hint of relief.

Silence returned to the cave, and even the sound of water droplets dripping was a little harsh. The two ignored each other and kept a distance of ten meters.

After a while, I heard the old man cough, looked up to the sky and sighed, broke the short silence with a word, and said, "Boy, the old man was a little excited just now, and I hope you are not strange!"

Lu Yu ignored it and sat cross-legged by the fire, breathing the chaotic true qi in his body. At first, I didn't feel any difference, but gradually I found that the sense of oppression in the dantian disappeared, and the true qi in the body became more and more active, and even the amount increased a little more than before, and it became more and more free, and secretly burst of joy but also a little puzzled.

"The old man has lived in this Sihui Valley for several years, and he has never seen a disciple from the Tianshan Mountains come here for many years, but it was your kid who suddenly visited. Ten days ago, I heard a loud noise outside the cave, and when I saw you falling from a boulder, it looked like you were going crazy and delirious, so I stopped you and carried you back to the cave, and those two books slipped from your clothes!"

Hearing that he had gone mad in practice, he hurriedly asked, "Old uncle, you said that I practiced and went mad and was in a coma for ten days?"

The old man was taken aback and asked, "Didn't you feel a little bit that day?"

Thinking back to the scene of that day, there are indeed some clues, more and more I want to urge the true qi, and in the depths of the dantian, another invisible fire is burning myself, could it be that this is a sign of going mad?

The old man rubbed his beard, his face was gloomy, and he fell into deep thought. In less than a moment, he was relieved and comforted: "It's okay, it's all because you're in a hurry, and you don't have the cultivation method to go crazy, I think I was like this when I was young." But you're still feeling unwell at the moment?"

Seeing that his attitude had changed a little, he also let go of the mustard. I secretly wondered, could it be that he helped when he was unconscious, so that the dantian was not only not injured, but improved a little. Could it be that he really blamed him for his mistake, and if he thought about it, anyone who lived alone in this valley for three or five years would have a strange temper, and the old man was not bad-hearted, otherwise the two palms before would have killed him, how could he still sit here alive?

The two of them put down their hearts during the conversation, and the atmosphere eased slightly, but then the old man's words completely shattered the barrier.

"Boy, if the old man remembers correctly, your father is Lu Linfeng?"

When he heard the word Lu Linfeng, Lu Yu's hands couldn't help but tremble, he was a little stunned, and a numbness spread from his face. When he came back to his senses, he hurriedly asked, "Uncle, do you know my father?"

"Hahaha, not only acquaintance, I have eight friendships with your father, brotherhood! If your father is still here, he will have to call me big brother!"

I was very excited, every time I asked my mother about my father since I was a child, my mother kept silent, and I didn't know much about my father, but now I met my father's old friend, and it seems that the friendship is not ordinary. Overjoyed, he asked, "Then what kind of person is my father?"

The old man recalled for a moment and exclaimed: "You are a little similar to your father, you would rather die than obey, you are neither humble nor arrogant, you are righteous and awe-inspiring, and you are upright." It's just that your father is not as strict as you, only promised, and he doesn't have your stupidity. Your father is much smarter than you, gifted, highly perceptive, and knows everything about piano, chess, calligraphy and painting. The style of action is even more chic and casual, full of arrogance between the eyebrows, and extremely confident. You're far worse than your father!"

Although he was praising his father, he also counted himself hard, a little happy and a little disappointed. Dad is really as lonely and free as in the portrait, and he is heroic. But when I think about it, these characters of mine are all taught by my mother, which makes me humble and cautious, and my style of action must not be too arrogant, and I must be reasonable to others. But these are the opposite of what the old man said about his father, so why did my mother do this? Could it be that my mother didn't like my father's character to be like this? But my master and uncle praised me for being upright and polite. Is it really that he is too pedantic?

"Boy, can you tell me your name now?"

"I have a single name!"

The old man pondered for a moment or two, and sighed: "Lu Yu, Lu Yu! This name was given by your mother?"

"Exactly, uncle, do you still know my mother?"

The old man nodded in response, recalling some old things, with a hint of yearning in the depths of his eyes, and said: "Recognize, recognize, naturally recognize." Your mother's name is Caidie, and her appearance is unearthly and exquisite. Dignified manners, quite willful in style, dare to love and hate, smart and clever, but there are indeed some big ladies. And she is proficient in music theory, tomorrow's theory, and the five elements of gossip, and she is a talented woman. By the way, where is your mother now?"

After listening to the old man's description, and then recalling it carefully, it was like two people with his own impression. The mother in the memory swallowed her anger, coarse linen clothes, plain and not as capricious as in the description, but docile and easy-going, approachable, in the past, she was just sewing and weaving farming, walking in the kitchen and stove, and treating people without smiling, the villagers felt that the mother was cold and not easy to contact, but only he knew the fragility of his mother's heart. Although the days under the mountain were poor and miserable, my mother did not complain at all, even if I was hungry, I would fill my stomach, and no matter how much pain I had in my heart, I would never show it to others. I also taught myself literacy and many principles of life, although it was only a few short years, but only now do I understand my mother's painstaking efforts. Scenes passed through my mind, those painful memories came to my heart, my nose couldn't help but be a little sore, my eyes were ruddy, and my tears kept rolling but they didn't fall.

The old man on the side saw the clue and realized something, let out a long sigh, and fell into deep thought.

gasped and held back the pain in his heart, but said in a somewhat cheerful tone: "Hehe, my impression of my mother is the same as what the old man said, maybe the old man is just an old friend of my father and mother when he was young." My father died before I was born, and I've only seen a few of them in portraits. As for the mother, as early as ten years ago, she ...... "Before I finished speaking, I felt a sachet in my throat, and my emotions could no longer be supported." I am not afraid of heaven and earth, and I have even experienced death several times, but only the death of my mother is the most fragile part of my heart. When I was a child, I didn't know the bitterness of my mother's parents, but now that time has passed, I understand everything when I grow up, but unfortunately it's too late!

Holding back the tears in his eyes, his body trembled slightly, turning all his sadness into strength, his hands clenched into fists, and several red nail prints were engraved on his palms. The old man in black glared at him, plunged a dagger into his mother's heart, and breathed bloodied in the dark and narrow cave, which was also his birthday......

Seeing that he was a little sad, his spirit gradually collapsed. With a long sigh, he walked out of the cave alone and worriedly, looking at the mountains and rivers in the distance, gloomy and sad, silent. In the depths of my mind, I recalled the last meeting with Lu Linfeng more than twenty years ago, outside the gate of Tianshan Pai Mountain that day:

"Brother Lu Xian, why don't you leave with me and ignore this grievance?"

"Senior Brother Xuanye, since I said goodbye to Caidie and returned to the Tianshan Sect, I have already made a decision, so don't persuade me anymore. ”

"There are too many strange things about this incident, and anyone with a discerning eye can see that it is your senior brother Yan Chaiyang's plan, are you willing?"

"Hahaha, there are many things that I really owe him, and Master's death was also caused by me, and I am ready to die when I return to the mountain this time!"

As he spoke, he walked towards the mountain step by step without looking back, a gust of wind blew, rolling up the dust all over the ground, the waterfalls in the forest, the birdsong in the valley, and the persuasion by the mountain gate seemed to be unable to enter his ears. With a devastating body and a clean mourning robe, he walked slowly and firmly along the mountain path of the first step.

Only the last heartfelt words were left to echo around the empty space: "The wind is sluggish and the water is cold, and the strong man will never return once he is gone!" Although my trip is not as righteous as Jing Ke's, his determination to go on even though he knows that it is a dead end is also clear at this moment. My short life is like a dream, there is reincarnation in heaven, and everything has cause and effect. I also think that the 'indisputable way' that Master has spent all his life to achieve is able to realize Qijiu at this moment, but it's a pity...... If there is an afterlife......"

The sound grew smaller and smaller, and became smaller and smaller, until it was no longer audible, and then it was realized that the person was no longer there, and had disappeared. But even if you can't see his expression, you can feel the firmness in his eyes. The willow leaves rolling up on the ground seemed to be sending him this last journey, and the mountain road returned to dead silence, as if it had remained unchanged for eternity, and it was silent for decades, hundreds of years, and thousands of years until it was destroyed......