It is indeed more useful to be alive than to die, and when you are alive, you can see the moment when the sun shines on the earth, you can see the beauty of the mountains and wilderness, you can see the endless rivers, and when you die, you can't see anything.

"It's a pity that he can't see anything. Jing Yun's low and gloomy voice made anyone feel a little sad when they heard it.

Qi Ying'er looked at the coffin for a long time, but she didn't know what to say. He knows the pain of bereavement, he understands, but he doesn't know how to comfort and mourn?

Ling Quanfei also looked at the coffin and asked, "Does the owner of the village know who killed Lingzi?"

Jingyun shook his head, "If I knew, that person would be dead." ”

Wei Sizhang said: "Did the people of the Wanjun Gang do it?"

Ling Quanfei said, "But what reason do they have to kill him?"

Jing Yun sighed: "The possibility of the Wanjun Gang is relatively small, but the possibility of Wang Kai is relatively large. ”

If Jingyun really killed Wang Kai's entire family back then, then it would not be surprising that Wang Kai killed his son. Everyone was silent, looking at this old man, Jing Yun in front of him seemed to be ten years older than before, he was so haggard, he looked so old.

Jingyun said: "A few people, please go and rest, as soon as tonight is over, please leave the village." Mocheng, take a few guests to rest. ”

The scholar stood aside, looking like he had just woken up, and while a few people were talking, Mo Cheng leaned against the door alone and was confused.

Mo Cheng said: "A few people, please." ”

At this time, another voice sounded, and Qi Ying'er said, "We, I came here this time for another purpose." ”

Jing Yun straightened his back again, and asked with a smile, "What else is the matter?"

Qi Ying'er said, "I want to know about my master. ”

Jingyun said, "Who is your master?"

Qi Ying'er said: "Mu Wuya. ”

Jing Yun's face tightened suddenly, and he said, "Is your master really Mu Wuya?"

Qi Ying'er nodded firmly.

Jingyun didn't speak, and there were a few times when he wanted to speak, but he stopped talking.

Jing Yun said, "Why do you think I will know the news of your master?"

Qi Ying'er looked at Ling Quanfei and said, "It was he who told me, he said that your power is big and wide-sighted, and you know the news of anyone on the rivers and lakes." ”

Ling Quanfei smiled when he heard Qi Ying'er say this, and then told Jingyun what happened in the town.

When Jing Yun heard this, he suddenly smiled and said, "I kind of know how my son escaped your sword." ”

But he suddenly stopped laughing, as if he had changed into a different person, and his seriousness revealed surprise, and said, "What did you say? There are two strong men around him to protect him?"

Ling Quanfei said: "Yes, the two of them are twins, it's just,"

Jing Yun oozed sweat from the corners of his forehead and asked, "Just what?"

Ling Quanfei said: "It's just that the two of them are very strange. ”

"What's strange?"

Qi Ying'er said: "The two of them are dead people!"

Jingyun said: "Dead man?"

Qi Ying'er said: "That's right, I cut off their hands, but they didn't react at all, isn't it a dead person?"

Jing Yun sighed: "Sure enough, it was really the Gang of Ten Thousand Armies!"

Wei Sizhang said: "Could it be that those two people are from the Gang of Hosts?"

Jing Yun said: "The twins should be the 'lifeless boys' under the 'ghost hand' Mei Er, the master of the second hall of the Wanjun Gang, one is called Yunyin, and the other is called Yunsheng. ”

Wei Sizhang was so angry that his face was red and his neck was thick, and he said angrily: "It turned out to be Mei Gui's grandson's subordinate! No wonder he doesn't look like a person!"

Jing Yun saw that Wei Sizhang was so indignant, so he asked, "Brother has a holiday with the Ten Thousand Army Gang?"

Wei Sizhang was so angry that he didn't care about any etiquette, and opened his mouth to scold: "If his grandmother has a leg, those bastards should all be damned! ”

As soon as Jing Yun mentioned the Wanjun Gang, Wei Sizhang was angry, so he stopped asking.

Ling Quanfei seemed puzzled and asked, "How do you know that it must have been someone from the Wanjun Gang who did it?"

Jing Yun sneered: "Because there is only one coffin here." ”

This sentence is sufficient, and no explanation is more convincing than this one. "Because there's a coffin here. That's so poignant. An old man's helplessness, an old man's pain of losing a child, Ling Quanfei felt that he really shouldn't uncover Jingyun's scars again and again, so he stopped talking.

Qi Ying'er asked coldly, "Do you know anything about my master?"

Jing Yun smiled: "I may or may not know. ”

Qi Ying'er said: "If you know, tell me quickly." ”

Jing Yun said: "Tell you, why tell you? Because he is your master, you should really find your master and let him teach you how to respect people!"

Qi Ying'er stopped talking, because Jing Yun gave him a knife just now, and a knife stabbed him in the heart. Don't you know how to respect people? When did you become like this? When did you start by cutting off two of someone's hands? From a sword to free someone? From killing someone with a sword? When you realized that you had been deceived? Or did you start when your grandfather died?

No matter when she started, Qi Ying'er now realizes that she has changed, and she has become different from before. Qi Ying'er is very grateful to Jing Yun for giving her a knife, if it weren't for this, she would have gone astray step by step and fell into the abyss.

Qi Ying'er no longer asked him about his master's whereabouts, he knew that only by respecting others could he get news from his master, and only by respecting others could he gain the respect of others.

And he can't ask now, because if he just wants to get the whereabouts of the master at this time, it makes no sense to respect Jing Yun, and he must respect others from the heart. Now, he needs to slowly find himself, and the process can be long or short, depending on how much conscience the person has left.

Jingyun said: "You go back to rest, and before you leave tomorrow, I will tell you the whereabouts of Master." ”

Qi Ying'er nodded.

A few people walked out of the door, of course, the door was opened by Luo Wusheng, the giant man at the door, and he stood at the door, never moving, still smiling, watching a few people leave. Jingyun said: "Wusheng, come in, I have something to tell you." The giant man moved around like a mountain and walked in.

The sky is like a piece of rice paper, someone takes the ink and lightly touches it, and the darkness spreads.

The moon was already hanging in the sky, the snow was white, and although the moonlight was weak and there was no candle, I could still see the road and the plum blossoms outside the window.

The plum blossoms in the snow are still so beautiful and blooming so coldly. One plum blossom is enough to make a snowy field less desolate, not to mention this garden full of plum blossoms.

Qi Ying'er stood in front of the window, looking at the plum blossoms in the garden, even though the room was the most exquisite he had ever seen, the mahogany bed, the mahogany wardrobe, the sandalwood table was filled with wine and empty glasses, and the wine jugs and wine glasses were exquisite, but they were not as good as the natural craftsmanship outside the window. Plum blossoms, enduring the cold, blooming in snow.

People can only remember the plum blossoms in winter, because only after the test of suffering can they see whether a flower is beautiful or not, and the same is true for people.

Qi Ying'er was distracted, it was midnight, but she didn't feel sleepy, what was he thinking? Thinking about Master? Thinking about this day?

He wasn't the only one who couldn't sleep, the one who lived in the room next to Qi Ying'er was Sun Qiao'er. Eighteen-year-old girl, the impulse in her heart is also difficult to restrain herself, especially her lover is next door to her, but she knows that it is not right now, Qi Ying'er is still too young, she is still a child, and she can't be considered a complete man.

Sun Qiao'er sat on a stool and looked out the window, where snow was falling. She has tried her best not to think about Qi Ying'er, people are like this, the more she doesn't think about it, the more it will come to mind. Sun Qiao'er is no longer restrained, she lets herself think, thinking about everything about Qi Ying'er. Women are always very sensitive, especially to their lovers, and of course she also found that Qi Ying'er has become different from before since she killed someone.

She knew that Qi Ying'er had always been warm to herself, but she had become cold to others, and sometimes Sun Qiao'er even felt that the hand she was holding was someone else, someone she didn't know, a cold person. But now, Sun Qiao'er felt that the person was gone, and after Jing Yun said that sentence, the cold person disappeared.

Sun Qiao'er felt that she was like a plum blossom in the snow, the plum blossom was pressed by the falling snow, and her unspeakable secret was pressed, which was colder than winter and more difficult than the scorching sun. But she can only bear all this, silently alone.

She thought of Qi Ying'er again, he was like her hope, she always felt that life was like a year, and the road of life was long and difficult, but now she realized what happiness is, she believes that one day she will no longer have to live with secrets, and this day is getting closer and closer.

Sun Qiao'er couldn't help it after all, she wanted to go to Qi Ying'er, even if she didn't do anything, she just wanted to look at him, even if she didn't fit her eyes all night, she was willing, she gently opened the door.

Qi Ying'er sat on the bed, holding the sword in his hand, the black hilt, the pale scabbard, the sword seemed to speak, and he was listening carefully.

"Knock knock", the knock on the door suddenly sounded, very soft, but to Qi Ying'er's ears, the knock broke the silent night.

Qi Ying'er didn't put down the sword, but held it tighter, because he still remembered Jing Yun's words - it was dangerous at night.

Qi Ying'er opened the door and said, "Is there something wrong so late?"

Standing in the doorway was a man, who said, "There's something I want to ask you." ”

This person is Ling Quanfei.

Ling Quanfei also held his sword in his hand, that luxurious sword was also a murderous sword, although this sword looked noble, it was inevitably tainted by blood. Ling Quanfei was holding that sword, and it seemed that he had not forgotten that it was dangerous at night.

Ling Quanfei walked in and sat at the table, while Qi Ying'er was still standing by the door.

Ling Quanfei said, "Why don't you sit here?"

Qi Ying'er wanted to say, "Because I know you won't stay long." But he didn't say it because he wanted to get respect back.

He closed the door and walked to the table, sat opposite Ling Quanfei, and asked, "What's the matter?"

Ling Quanfei didn't return, but turned over the two wine glasses buckled up on the table, filled the two wine glasses with wine, he raised one glass and said, "I know that although you are young, you have already drunk." ”

Qi Ying'er looked at Ling Quanfei silently, looking at the wine glass in his hand, which was now empty. Ling Quanfei put down his wine glass and praised: "Good wine." ”

Qi Ying'er said: "How do you know that I have drunk." ”

Ling Quanfei smiled: "I'm a drinker, I can tell at a glance who doesn't drink, believe it or not?"

Qi Ying'er didn't speak, and acquiesced.

Ling Quanfei said again: "I not only know that you drink, but I also know that your alcohol consumption must be good." ”

Qi Ying'er said: "You can also see how much people drink?"

Ling Quanfei didn't speak, he just looked at Qi Ying'er, looking at what was hidden in his dark eyes?

Qi Ying'er said, "What are you doing with me?"

Ling Quanfei said: "For your sword." ”

Qi Ying'er put the sword on the table, the pitch-black hilt, the pale scabbard. "This one?"

Ling Quanfei shook his head and said, "It's not this one." ”

Qi Ying'er frowned, "Does he know the wooden sword that Master gave me? I have never shown it to outsiders, how can he know?"

Ling Quanfei poured another glass of wine and said with a smile: "It's not this sword, it's the sword in your heart." ”

Qi Ying'er's expression seemed to be a little relaxed, but she was puzzled and asked, "The sword in your heart?"

Ling Quanfei nodded.

Qi Ying'er said again: "I don't have a sword in my heart. ”

Ling Quanfei said: "No sword? How can you cut off someone else's hand in an instant without a sword?" Yun Yin and Yun Sheng's martial arts are not low, and with such a tacit understanding, the two of them actually met a sword head-on and cut off one of their hands, do you have no sword in your heart?"

Qi Ying'er thought back that she was lucky, and she used the mental method in the wooden sword back then, which not only made herself more powerful, but seemed to slow down everything around her, and she just cut off the hands of the twins, and then walked behind them.

Ling Quanfei said again: "No one has taught you how to wield a sword?"

Qi Ying'er said: "I was about to find a master to learn swordsmanship. ”

Ling Quanfei said, "But your sword is already very powerful. ”

Qi Ying'er didn't speak, he never knew that he had practiced swordsmanship, if he did, he had only practiced the sword book given by the master back then, but the content of that sword book was boring and monotonous, it didn't look like a sword book at all, but like a fitness method to exercise his arms.

Qi Ying'er said, "Is my sword very powerful?"

Ling Quanfei didn't nod or deny it, "Have you ever killed someone?"

These two words pressed on Qi Ying'er like two boulders, and he felt that he was so crushed that he couldn't breathe, and he didn't wake up until he heard a "bang". It was the sound of Ling Quanfei putting the wine glass on the table, how many glasses was this? There was no number, Ling Quanfei was still very sober, but he himself didn't know how many glasses he had drunk, he thought that the most boring thing about drinking was to check the number, so that the wine would change its taste.

Ling Quanfei said: "Did those people die quickly?"

Qi Ying'er said: "Soon, soon!"

Ling Quanfei smiled: "No pain?"

Qi Ying'er said: "No." ”

Ling Quanfei drank another glass of wine, he never seemed to get drunk, he said, "Your sword is not only sharp, but you are also very fast. But you're dangerous!"

Qi Ying'er said, "Why?"

Ling Quanfei drank another glass of wine and said, "Although your arms are very strong, you can't do kung fu on your feet. This is your shortcoming and your Achilles' heel. ”

Qi Ying'er lowered her head and looked at the table, thinking about something. I really don't know how to work lightly, this will be my fatal weakness?

Ling Quanfei said: "You don't have light skills, if you reach the moment of life and death, you can't escape." ”

Qi Ying'er didn't speak, he just looked at Ling Quanfei, whose face was already slightly red.

I saw Ling Quanfei smile and said: "Although my light skills are average, if you want to learn, I can give it to you." ”

How many people on the rivers and lakes want to learn these two light skills, but only Ling Quanfei is the only one who can learn them.

Although Qi Ying'er didn't know his two tricks, he knew that Ling Quanfei's light skills were definitely more than ordinary, he still remembered the figure that stepped on the snow without a trace, and remembered his spontaneous admiration at that time.

But this man took the initiative to come to him to pay himself light work, what purpose did he have?

Ling Quanfei continued to pour wine, but the wine jug was already empty, and he couldn't pour out a drop. He stood up, his slightly red face made this person look a little more childish, and he smiled: "You will tell me your decision early tomorrow morning." You rest early, I'll go first. ”

Who said he wouldn't get drunk? Ling Quanfei staggered out, closed the door, laughed, and the laughter slowly weakened and slowly became farther away.

Qi Ying'er looked at the wine on the table, picked it up, and drank it in one gulp. The wine is the same wine, but Qi Ying'er thinks that it is nothing to drink, but it makes him feel spicy, I really don't know how Ling Quanfei can drink so much.

Of course, the wine itself is not good, what is good is life, wine is used to intoxicate people, used to forget something that is difficult to forget, wine is the condiment of life, without it, life seems to lose its taste.

Sun Qiao'er was lying on the bed, she could feel her face being hot, just now she gently opened the door, but saw Ling Quanfei standing at the door, Ling Quanfei smiled at her, "He must know that I want to go to Qi Ying'er!"

How can a girl go to a man late at night? Even though he is a lover, he is still a child. If others mistakenly think that she wants to ...... The more I thought about it, the redder and hotter Sun Qiaoer's face became. Sun Qiao'er's mind appeared in the figure of the man again, although he was still a child, he was a handsome seven-foot man, she thought, smiled, and fell asleep.

In the distant night, the wild dogs are barking, and the barking is far away.

A dark shadow shuttled through the woods, and in a blink of an eye, it stopped again, in front of a wooden house.

He pushed the door in, and the cabin still smelled musty, the broom hadn't changed, the licorice hadn't changed, and the old voice hadn't changed.

The man in black said, "I have found out, and the four of them live in four houses. ”

The old man's voice: "Which room does he live in?"

The man in black said: "The one where you can see plum blossoms." ”

The old man's voice: "Let's do it." ”