CHAPTER XXVII

When the little beggar heard that Nie Li had rejected him again, his eyes were gloomy, and he was a little disappointed in his heart, but he didn't resent him, because this person had already helped him a lot, enough for the kindness he would remember for the rest of his life.

"You said you, what happened to teach him martial arts. And nothing will be missing. Yang Surou's indifference to Nie Li was simply unbearable, and she wanted to see if he could laugh several times.

"Su Rou, maybe people have something unspeakable, and martial arts and mental methods cannot be passed on. Qin Xinyin was not as impulsive as Yang Surou, and said softly, which can be regarded as comforting the little beggar. The central law and martial arts of the rivers and lakes are all treasures, and they will not be easily passed on, if the good intentions and good martial arts are all over the street, then there is no need for the main sect to exist.

"My exercises are quite special, people who are not physically disabled cannot practice, and those who are not strong-willed cannot practice, all of them are indispensable, otherwise there will be a dead end. Unless you're a cripple like me. Nie Li said softly, very plain words but made people feel sad, a practice can not be practiced by the disabled, but also have a strong will, you can already think of how difficult this exercise is, and what kind of faith does he have to learn martial arts as a lame man.

The way of martial arts is inherently difficult. It is even more difficult for the physically disabled to be deficient in their bodies, but Nie Li has always persevered. The little beggar didn't expect Nie Li's martial arts to have such a request, did he want to abolish a leg? Was he determined enough? In the end, he still didn't have such an impulse, and finally gave up.

"It's better to go back to Tianyin Valley with me! But you and your sister may be difficult to see, but I can help you clear up and allow you to see each other once a year. Qin Xinyin looked at the lost little beggar, and after all, she couldn't help but feel compassion.

"Thank you, big sister. The little beggar was already ready to accept the pain of being separated from his sister, but now he had a reversal, the little beggar helped his sister up, and then prepared to follow Yang Surou and Qin Xinyin.

"Hero, can you tell me your name. It will be remembered. The little beggar looked at Nie Li and was about to leave, and suddenly asked, he thought the two would see each other again.

"Nie Li. Nie Li said succinctly, and then left. The limping figure slowly left. "My name is Zhou Yue," the little beggar shouted loudly at Nie Li's back. "Brother, his heart is crying!" Zhou Ning raised her head and walked in the direction of Nie Liyuan, she felt a deep sadness in this person who only said a few words just now.

Yang Surou just silently recited Nie Li's name, but Qin Xinyin stared at the figure of that person in the distance, maybe his heart was really crying! The kind of sadness that no one could hear, but could always feel.

It was dark quickly, he returned to the restaurant, put the clothes he bought in a large package, looked at the emerald green bamboo flute, Nie Li gently held it with his hand, stood at the window, and began to play.

The melodious tune began to sound, and the plain and peaceful at the beginning made people feel extremely comfortable to listen to, and it always evoked the most peaceful beauty and warmth in the heart.

But the sound of the flute turned suddenly, rapid and sad, like a tragedy, but like a killing, iron-blooded grief. In the end, the tune turns again, and it is as calm as the beginning, but it contains the vicissitudes and loneliness after the storm.

After a song, Nie Li opened his eyes, looked at the moonlight outside the window, and put the flute away. "Blowing well. Mousse's voice rang out from another window.

"Thank you. Nie Li responded simply, stood up, and jumped into the house.

"Can you tell me the name of this song? Mu Si looked at the figure of Nie Li who was about to leave, and hurriedly said, in fact, he also found that the distance between the two people had just gotten a little closer and returned to their original appearance.

Hearing Mu Si's words, Nie Li was stunned for a moment, and his memories began to trace, what is the name of this song, and he also wants to know. I remember that my father used to like to sit in the courtyard and play this tune.

Dad, what's the name of such a nice tune?

Silly boy, what is the name of the song, everything is casual, everything is free, this is life. Your life is also a song, and it will be played slowly.

"This song is called the song of life and separation. After Nie Li finished speaking, he entered the house, leaving the song, Nie Li's song, Nie Li's life. Looking at his disappearing figure, Mu Si was still distracted for a long time, and the moon in the night sky was still so bright.

Back in the house, Nie Li ran the exercises, at this moment he couldn't slack off at all, Cao Xin was staring at the front, and an unknown group of people were also waiting behind him, especially today's duel with Yang Surou let him know that in fact, his strength was not enough at all.

Week after week, night after night passed quickly, Nie Li looked at the gradually brighter sky in the distance, and did not stop exercising, but continued to immerse himself in cultivation.

At this moment, Gusu City, which is thousands of miles away from Yunhai City, opened the city gate very early in the morning, and a white horse galloped through the deserted street, and immediately sat a man in white, with good facial features, somewhat similar to Chen Shuchang, there is an inexplicable affinity, carrying a long sword, quite elegant and immortal temperament. This person is a high-ranking disciple of the Hengshan faction, and he is the son of Chen Shu and Chen Feng's elder brother, Chen Jiang.

Riding a horse and walking directly in the direction of Chen's mansion, but looking at the two officers and soldiers guarding the door, he had a bad premonition in his heart. Hurriedly jumped off the steed and pushed the door straight in.

The huge wooden door seemed to be nothing in his hands, and when he pushed the door open, the Chen Mansion was still the same as before, but it was less popular, and there was no one in the mansion.

"What about the people in the house. Chen Jiang grabbed the officer and soldier at the door and asked, his eyes were sharp, and he said sharply, the officer and soldier did not dare to face Chen Jiang, he felt that he had a sword hanging above his head, and he would kill himself at any time.

"All killed. The officers and soldiers said tremblingly, and when Chen Jiang heard it, it was like five thunderbolts, and he let go of his hands in disbelief, like an epilepsy, but quickly calmed down.

"Who did it. Chen Jiang's calm tone was as if it was not his own family who died.

"I don't know, the county order said to let you go to him, and he will tell you. Before the officers and soldiers finished speaking, Chen Jiang's figure was already on the other side of the street.

In the county office here, the county order is annotated on the case, and he has been worried about it for the past few days, and the serial murder case and the destruction of the Chen family have always been a nightmare that haunts him, but both things have subsided by coincidence.

The county commander also thought that Nie Li was the initiator of everything, but the deceased in the previous serial murder cases had extremely high martial arts, and even the patrol envoys might not be able to get out easily, and Nie Li, a fourteen-year-old child, if he wanted to kill them, even if he started cultivating from his mother's womb, it was not necessarily.

"Chen Jiang only asks for one thing, and I hope the county official will tell me. Just when the county officials were working hard, Chen Jiang's voice came from all directions, and the county commander sat up suddenly, he waited for Chen Jiang to come back for the past few days, so he asked his subordinates to go to Chen's mansion to guard, and finally waited for this moment.

"Condolences change, Chen Shaoxia. We can't do anything about the death of Ling Zun and Brother Ling, and you can go to the post station to find the inspector for all the causes and consequences. He will tell you all the details. "The county order put down the pen, lifted the luck of the energy, and the sound was like a line.

"Thank you. After speaking, the sense of oppression disappeared, and the county commander also breathed a sigh of relief, and sat down on the chair, he didn't expect this Chen Jiang's martial arts to be so high, I am afraid that he has already achieved the realm of consummation the day after tomorrow. He is only twenty years old, and the people of the real sect are different.

Seeing that he was dealt with three times and twice, Chen Jiang's anger in his heart was even worse, but the identity of the patrol envoy made him still dare not have the slightest dissatisfaction.

The Great Song Dynasty Inspector is a figure appointed by the emperor in front of the emperor, who is not subject to anyone's jurisdiction, and directly obeys the orders of the saint, and has great power over life and death. Although there was not much power in the imperial court, once it was dispatched to the local government, it was a knife that the emperor placed on the heads of local officials.

However, how could this small Gusu City attract an inspector, this is also a strange county order, not long after the serial murder case, this inspector came, but his own small Gusu City county order has nothing worth remembering.

"Inspector, I hope you will inform me of the destruction of the Chen Mansion. Chen Jiang came to the post station and said loudly, in front of the patrol envoy, he still has his duty, even if he has a belly of anger, he has to suppress it, as long as he walks in this Great Song Dynasty, he can't offend the court.

"Let's go into the house. A door slowly opened, Chen Jiang jumped slightly, and as soon as he entered the room, he saw a man about thirty years old sitting on the table, pouring tea.

Chen Jiang's eyes shrank, because he didn't find the slightest internal force from this person, this kind of person only has two situations, either he doesn't know martial arts, or his martial arts are extremely high, but as a Great Song Dynasty inspector, how can anyone who can't do martial arts.

The strength of the person in front of him is not inferior to his master. "I don't know that Chen Shaoxia studied under the elder of Hengshan. Wang Zhi handed the tea to Chen Jiang and asked casually.

"Thank you to the patrol envoys, thanks to the cultivation of Huang Tingyi, the Fog Sea Shadow Sword. Chen Jiang reported the name of the master.

"I didn't expect it to be a famous hero in the list, and I have admired the name of the teacher for a long time. Presumably Chen Shaoxia has already perfected the Thirteen Swords of Cloud and Mist!" Wang Zhi took a sip of tea, although he said that he admired it for a long time, but on the surface, he did not have any admiration at all.

"The patrol made Miao praise, and the master's famous skills cannot be learned in the next, but with these few, he can also walk in the rivers and lakes. Chen Jiang also went downhill along the donkey, although he heard that there was not much respect in the other party's words, but this was not something that his junior could manage.

"Dare to ask the inspector, who is the person who destroyed my Chen family. Chen Jiang asked, he didn't talk useless nonsense to Wang Zhi here.

"It's Nie Li of Gusu City. Wang Zhi said Nie Li's name.

"Nie Li, why have you never heard of this person in Gusu City. Chen Jiang's face was full of doubts.

"This son is the same age as your brother Chen Feng, and the two are also classmates, but your brother bullied him. Wang Zhi told everything he saw and known.

"Nie Li, I will definitely let you accompany the funeral of my Chen family. Chen Jiang was obviously carried away by hatred and anger, and Wang Zhi also sighed, in this river and lake, you kill me, I kill you, and the hatred will never stop, so he knows that no matter how much he says, it is useless, even if Chen Jiang knows that his brother killed Nie and broke his family, he will not let go of this hatred.

Hatred burns, hatred is hard to extinguish, and death gives up resentment. There is resentment, the world kills, this wave is only the end of the surname.

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