Chapter 223: Little Poems
1.
Crescent Villa, in this dilapidated house.
The wind that blew in through the holes in the roof swept up the thick dust on the tabletop. The cold room suddenly became dusty.
Is this a mourning from heaven?
The figures outside the house swayed, and they only waited for Murong Shun's order to pour into this room like a flood that burst the embankment. At that time, I will be slashed to pieces by the merciless sword.
Death is a relief.
But at this time, I had a very strong desire to survive. I've never been so strong in my life.
I can't die.
Yu 13 told me that he had found Shu Yao. Although he didn't have time to tell me where Shu Yao was, I thought she should be safe.
Because, I believe in Yu Thirteen. If he finds Shu Yao's whereabouts, he will definitely try to place her properly. And what I want to do now is to rush out of Crescent Moon Villa with all my strength to find Shu Yao's hiding place.
The scorching aura of the Flame Palm was still burning violently in my body, and it was swimming within me, vaguely trying to suppress the cold aura of the Mahabatama mantra, or even completely destroy it.
The two breaths clashed violently in my body, and I just felt that my body was about to explode. I don't know how much longer I can last, but I can't give up.
Even if you exert all your strength, you have to suppress the two forces in your body.
2.
Nine years in Shaoxing.
When Master Eight Spears took us on a tour of the rivers and lakes, he took us to the Void Zhai outside the city of Gusu as a guest.
Hidden in a forest of pink peach blossoms, the owner of which is a woman with a black veil and a mask. Master Eight Spears secretly told me that the woman was fifty years old. Maybe it's because the ten fingers haven't touched the spring water, or maybe it's because this peach blossom forest has never been contaminated with the hustle and bustle of the world, so it has not left traces of years of carving.
In short, the woman looked much younger than the Eight Spear Master.
Master Eight Spears was very polite to her. Words and deeds reveal a gentleness that we have never seen before.
In a peach blossom forest, the wind rolls down the flowers and rains, insects and birds fly one after another, and it is beautiful in a flash.
The masked woman pinched the coquettish orchid jade finger and poured a glass of sake for the Eight Spear Master. The Eight Spear Master raised his head and drank it, and he was instantly drunk, his cheeks were slightly red, and his eyes were blurred.
The two were silent, not saying a word, one pouring wine, the other only drinking. I don't know how many cycles passed, but the woman suddenly knocked the flask to the ground.
I was taken aback, thinking that the situation had changed dramatically, and then a life-and-death battle would follow. Just as he was about to escape, he heard Master Eight Spears chanting drunkenly: "Qi is divided into yin and yang, as well as virtual and real. The yin is like the tide, and the yang is like fire. The void is like fog, like smoke, like clouds, and the real is like frost, like snow, like flowers. Yin and Yang are born and all things are virtualized. ”
The masked woman asked, "How do you blur everything?"
Master Eight Spears drank the last sip of wine in the wine glass and said, "The refiner of the void is full of hair, his heart is vast, everything is transformed, and the clear sky is one. ”
The masked woman's eyes were shining, and she turned and sank into the peach blossom forest. Master Eight Spears looked at her back in a daze, and muttered, ", what I owed you eleven years ago is now paid off." ”
My eldest brother is a shrewd person, and he probably thinks that the master has a very advanced internal strength method, so he chases after the master of the eight spears and keeps asking questions.
Master Eight Spears only smiled and didn't answer.
At that time, I said at an inopportune time, "Master, I am hungry. ”
Unhurriedly, Master Eight Spears took out a piece of dough from his bosom, grabbed a large handful of peach blossoms from the peach tree branch, sandwiched them in the dough, handed it to me, and said, "Eat it." Peach blossom cake. ”
The taste was sweet and astringent, and I will never forget it.
I said to Master, "It's not delicious. ”
Master Eight Spears smiled and said, "They all blame me." If it had been a few months later, the tree would have either peach blossoms or peaches on it. ”
I was full of yearning, threw the "peach blossom cake" on the ground, and shouted: "Master, I want to eat peaches, I want to eat peaches." ”
Master Eight Spears unhurriedly picked up the "Peach Blossom Cake" on the ground, gently brushed off the dust on it, and stuffed it into my hand, saying, "The heart is vast, everything is melted, and the clear sky is one." As long as you open your mind and forget about the entity, there is no difference between peach blossoms and peaches at all. ”
3.
When I was a young wanderer, I lived a hard life, and when I was hungry, the bark of grass roots and trees could be used to satisfy my hunger. But since that day, whenever I am faced with food that is hard to swallow, I will be reminded of the words of Master Eight Spears.
The heart is vast, everything is transformed, and the clear sky is one.
I often hold the bark of the grass root tree and say to myself, "Forget the entity, this is the delicacies of the mountains and the sea." ”
Yin and Yang are born and all things are virtualized.
I suddenly realized that the yin and yang qi in my body were all born of entities, and could only be resolved by practicing the method of void practice. As for the method of practicing void, Master Eight Spears had already told me thirteen years ago.
The whole body is open, and the heart is vast.
If you can forget the entity, in fact, there is no difference between peach blossoms and peaches at all.
In an instant, a bright window seemed to open in front of my eyes, and when the breeze blew, the hairs on my body slowly opened, and then I tried to slowly disperse the yin and yang aura that collided with each other in my body.
Sure enough, it worked wonders.
In just a moment's time, the pain in my body was relieved a lot. 53 Chinese Net
I stepped up my practice to dissipate the yin and yang qi in my body. After a few more breaths, I felt a great sense of relief all over my body, and the pain of burning and exploding my body was completely gone.
I took a deep breath, closed my eyes, and enjoyed the feeling of tranquility I hadn't experienced in a long time. It seems to have returned to more than four years ago, Xiaoyue and Li Xiaoqian and I were boating on Poyang Lake, with the blue sky on the top and the endless lake in front of me.
It's a wonderful feeling.
"The owner of the village has an order, do whatever it takes, catch the surname Ji!"
Suddenly, a shout outside the door woke me from the silence. With the man's order, the door to the broken house was kicked open.
"Bang".
The old door panel was overwhelmed by gravity, kicked into several pieces, and fell to the ground, kicking up a cloud of dust.
Immediately, a few people rushed to me, and without hesitation, they raised their blades and attacked me, like a pack of hungry wolves competing for their prey, and whoever can take my head will be a great achievement of Crescent Villa.
I grabbed the Blood Sword with one hand, and lifted Yu Thirteen's body behind me with the other, so as not to damage him again during the fight.
The blood on the Blood Mang Sword had already coagulated, and the coagulated blood seemed to seal the aura of the Blood Mang Sword. I never felt the excitement it used to get when it drank blood.
The red light flashed, and it was no longer the opponent's head that was cut off, but the blade in their hand.
I held the bloody sword back, and swept it with one move, and the scarlet sword qi emitted like a crescent moon, violently shaking out the person who rushed into the broken house first. Those who had not yet rushed in were smashed in the doorway, and a crowd rolled into a ball and blocked the doorway.
This was my chance to escape from the land of right and wrong.
I picked up Yu Thirteen, inserted the two swords of Qingguang and Blood Mang into my waist, grabbed a purple gold curtain in the box and wrapped it around Yu Thirteen's body, jumped out of the window, and jumped out of the window.
The people outside the door were just squeezing into the house, and when they saw me suddenly jumping out of the window, they were stunned at first, and when they reacted, I had already jumped out of the high wall of the Crescent Moon Villa with Yu Thirteen in my arms.
4.
After escaping from Crescent Villa, I ran wildly until I was sure that the one behind me could no longer catch up with me, and then I slowly put Yu Thirteen on the ground.
Touching Yu Shisan's body, which was already getting cold, I felt guilty.
If it weren't for me, he wouldn't have set foot in this world. Not because of me, he won't lose an arm. If it weren't for me, maybe he could still live a good life in this world, living a hard but ordinary life.
How desirable is an ordinary life.
Little by little, I straightened up Yu Shisan's blood-soaked clothes and said to him, "I hope you don't meet me again in the next life." ”
Grabbed the purple gold veil and covered it on Yu Thirteen's body, and suddenly, a green purse fell out of the veil. The green purse was stained with Yu Thirteen's blood, and it looked bright red.
Curious, I picked up the purse and opened it gently, revealing a yellowed silk silk inside.
Unfolding the silk, a small poem with a beautiful font comes into view. I don't know how many years have passed, but the owner of this purse is particularly cherished, so it is well preserved, and the ink is still clear, as if it has just been written.
I couldn't help but read softly:
"The green and red flowers are like blood, and when I see Yanhua, I forget my worries.
The roots of love are deep, and they don't know hatred, and the hatred is like a mountain.
My heart has nowhere to go to the end of the world, and the world has no solution to my sorrow.
Since then, the road of the world has been decided, and the blue light and blood have become sword madness. ”
Sword Maniac!
The moment these two words came into my eyes, I only felt like the sky was shattering.
This poem was actually written by my father!
I held it in my hand and read it over and over again.
"The green and red flowers are like blood, and when I see Yanhua, I forget my worries. Seeing Yan Hua...... Yan Hua!"
The name...... It's familiar, as if I've heard it somewhere.
I closed my eyes and searched for the name.
Yanhua ...... Yanhua ......
It occurred to me that this name was not the woman lying in the ice cave of Tinglan Ancient Cave? Her beautiful face, not as beautiful as all in the world, immediately came to my mind.
She is Yan Hua......
If this poem is from my father's hand, then the woman named Yanhua should be ......
No!
And one more thing that should not be overlooked! The strange man who taught me eleven swordsmanship in the Tinglan Ancient Cave was full of strange people with scars beyond recognition. Could it be that he is the sword maniac Ji Xiaofeng who once made the people of the rivers and lakes frightened?!
He is.......
It was all so sudden, so shocking.
It was as if Heaven had arranged it for me, and I had experienced it unconsciously, and it had revealed me so suddenly many years later.
At that moment, I only felt that the world was spinning, as if I had fallen into a bottomless abyss......