Episode 8: Choice

After listening to Li Yichen's words, Changsun Yan smiled instead: "What are you talking about?

Those who possess the heaven-given Dao veins will be protected by heaven and earth, and will not be harmed by all things when they are not old. As for www.biquge.info poison in the body, it is unheard of and unseen.

Since the eldest grandson Yan is sure that Li Yichen has a heaven-sent Dao vein, then Li Yichen will definitely not be highly poisoned. Unless he made a wrong judgment, but only he could make Changsun Yan deny this judgment.

"Come over here and let me see. Eldest Sun Yan slowly walked a few steps towards Li Yichen.

Without waiting for Changsun Yan to approach, Li Yichen retreated like an electric shock, he was not willing to have too much contact with Changsun Yan, so he said solemnly: "No need, eldest grandson." I can't even cure this poison. Now that you are the main factor in Wang Er's murder, let's keep our distance. ”

Hearing this, Changsun Yan stopped, his starry eyes hidden, and his two sword eyebrows were like ink lines dyed black in the middle of the night, his momentum rose sharply, and he said in a deep voice: "I said, there are some things you can't control, and Fengyun Mountain can't control either." Because the world is too big, too big to be terrible. Don't be a frog at the bottom of a well, and don't be strong. ”

"Is this a threat?" Li Yichen behaved calmly, even though the man gave him a feeling of extreme danger at the moment.

The next moment, the feeling of danger suddenly disappeared, and Changsun Yan seemed to have become the powerless beautiful boy again: "It's a threat, but it's more about wanting you to compromise." I have already sent Zhu'er to deal with this matter, and his family will not continue to pursue it. And do you have to help a bad guy who is doing evil for the sake of righteousness?"

Li Yichen was silent.

Seeing that Li Yichen was reluctant to speak, the eldest grandson Yan sighed: "Mr. has been in Fengyun Mountain since he was a child. Don't cultivate, don't practice martial arts, read and practice calligraphy every day. Aren't you tired of this life?"

Li Yichen's face began to change, how did Changsun Yan know that he had been studying and practicing calligraphy on Fengyun Mountain since he was a child?

"Don't you want to see the world? Don't you want to find your biological parents? Are you willing to be limited by birth, old age, sickness and death, and disappear from heaven and earth??? unless the opportunity falls on you, the autumn test is your only choice to untie these knots. ”

Eldest Sun Yan's series of questions caught Li Yichen off guard, He Zudao never mentioned the outside world to himself, although there are many records in the book, but it can only be purely reverie. As for the mystery of his life experience, he didn't even dare to think about it.

"Or rather, you are willing to hand it all over for the sake of a bad person, for the sake of the so-called righteousness. ”

Changsun Yan's words were not cloudy, but directly expressed his opinions. The impact is immediate, and the resonance is stronger.

As ordinary people, it is natural for people to kill people to pay for their lives, but this is not a special thing for cultivators, after all, "heaven and earth are not kind".

Changsun Yan is obviously a cultivator, and he is a cultivator with a big background. As for Li Yichen, he is a person between a cultivator and a common man. The two are in different positions, and there are also deviations in the angle from which they think about the problem.

Therefore, Li Yichen is still silent.

"It's not early, I'll still be here for a day. I hope that Mr. will consider my proposal carefully, whether it is to participate in the autumn examination or to meet in battle, there will always be a result. Tomorrow evening, I will still be waiting for you here, hoping to see you come alone and save yourself from this needless bloody storm. ”

Changsun Yan didn't want to say anything more, he had already explained all the powerful relationships, and in the end, he only needed Li Yichen to make a decision himself.

The gate of Shi's house slowly closed with a strange creaking sound, leaving the silent bluestone pillar at the door and the silent Li Yichen as companions.

"What's going on? Why does he know me so well?" Li Yichen was a little confused, obviously he came to ask for the guilt, but in the end it turned into something that looked like a deal.

The night breeze was slow, and Li Yichen was a little in a dilemma. The mountain road back to the north peak of Fengyun Mountain was very smooth, but he walked very slowly.

Sometimes, the right to choose is in the hands of others, and they are not willing to follow the choices of others. But when the scepter of choice fell into his hands, he was a little timid.

"I don't know what Old Dao thinks..."Li Yichen sighed, "Hey, maybe I'm not allowed to go to this Laoshizi autumn test." ”

has been getting along day and night for more than ten years, although He Zudao is not Li Yichen's father, he has taken on the burden of raising him. Therefore, He Zudao's thoughts largely influenced his thoughts.

"Well, don't participate. Li Yichen wanted to make this determination, but he couldn't take a step under his feet as if he had taken root, "But ......"

Suddenly, I don't know which nerve it touched, every word that Changsun Yan said echoed in Li Yichen's mind, and gradually condensed into an impulse. This impulse rushed out like a flood that had burst the floodgates, and countless reveries about the outside world danced in his mind, and finally a few words rushed out of Li Yichen's mouth: "I really want to participate..."

Li Yichen took another step as he spoke, and unconsciously the steps under his feet became more and more brisk, and when he tossed the coin for the second time, he already knew the truest thoughts in his heart.

In the main hall of the north peak, He Zudao has not left, and by the candlelight and moonlight, he is drinking a pot of wine alone.

It's not that I'm worried about Wang Er's death, but I just recall the cruel words I said to Li Yichen last night, and I don't feel good in my heart. He was also young, and at that time he was no less eager for the autumn exams than anyone else. If you are young and frivolous, why not be afraid of this autumn test if you don't cultivate.

"He Lao Dao!" Li Yichen took advantage of the night to break into He Zudao's thoughts.

He Zudao glanced back at him, and unexpectedly did not make any accusations, but pointed to the round stool beside him: "Sit down." ”

Li Yichen was very surprised, he played and scolded He Zudao on weekdays, but tonight he behaved like a master, which made Li Yichen extremely unaccustomed. Sitting down according to He Zudao's meaning, Li Yichen beat a drum in his heart.

The two have not been talking, which only makes the atmosphere tense. In addition to the aroma of spirits in the air, Li Yichen's fiercely beating heart remained. "Bang, bang, bang. "It's as dense and powerful as a drumbeat.

Finally, He Zudao spoke: "... Do you really want to take the autumn exam???"

Hearing He Zudao's words, Li Yichen's originally nervous mood instantly relaxed. He nodded calmly: "Yes." ”

"Why?"

"I don't want to stay in the mountains for the rest of my life. ”

"It's that simple?!"

"I want to know who my parents are, why I went to Fengyun Mountain, and whether the poison on my body can be solved. I have so many questions to answer, but I will never get them answered if I stay here. Since I can't get it here, maybe I can get one in the autumn exam. Li Yichen listed what he thought in his heart one by one, and instantly felt much more relaxed.

"Is the answer really that important?" He Zudao asked again.

Li Yichen thought for a moment: "Isn't cultivation for an answer, an answer to life and death?" ”

Hearing this, He Zudao stopped drinking, and his brows furrowed tightly: "If you can't live forever, what's the use of cultivating? It turns out that I've been looking for answers..."

Li Yichen's words seemed to hit the deepest thing in his heart, if it wasn't for immortality, what was the use of cultivating the Dao? It turned out that everyone cultivating the Tao was to break free from the shackles of this hundred years and become an immortal existence.

"You're right, we're all looking for answers, it's just that we're looking for life and death, and you're looking for something else. He Zudao's brows gradually relaxed, and he figured it out, "Since we are the same kind of people, why don't I let you go to the autumn exam?!"

"You mean to let me take the autumn exam?!" Li Yichen didn't seem to believe his ears, although he had made up his mind to leave secretly, but if he could get the promise of Dao at this time, the last stubborn stone in his heart would be considered to have fallen to the ground.

"Naturally. He Zudao said, "I shouldn't be a stumbling block on your way to finding answers, right?" He Zudao seemed to remember his old past, "I also wished there were no stumbling blocks back then... Come, have a drink with me. ”

He Zudao handed over a wine bowl, and then said: "This is considered to be practiced for you, you can go down the mountain tomorrow." ”

Li Yichen took the wine bowl and drank it all.

"Actually, there's one more thing I've been hiding from you. He Zudao's tone was slightly solemn, as if he wanted to uncover a long-sealed secret.

Li Yichen poured another bowl of wine by himself, and his eyes fell on He Zudao's face, waiting quietly.

"You're not actually poisoned. When He Zudao said this, he was very calm. But the gloomy look on his face instantly brightened. As if he was a bird who had broken free from the shackles, he finally said this sentence, a secret that had been hidden for more than ten years.

Li Yichen was also unexpectedly calm, as if this matter had nothing to do with him. He quietly drank the wine in his hand, wiped the wine stains from the corners of his mouth, and said slowly, "Why did you tell me now?"

"It's selfishness. He Zudao's voice was very low and full of apologies, "I shouldn't have let you be silent for so long for your own selfish desires, please don't blame me." ”

After saying this, He Zudao's eyes dimmed, and he seemed to see himself dying alone, turning into a wisp of remnant soul in this green mountain and green water, and there was no trace.

"Father. ”

"What are you calling me?" The wine bowl in He Zudao's hand fell to the ground, and these two words were like thunder in early spring, deafening.

"Although you did not bring me into this world, you are the one who kept me alive. Thou art my Father, and I will honor thee as my own father in my lifetime. ”

He Zudao cried, I don't know how many years he hadn't cried, but now the time has come. He suddenly recalled the reason why he first entered Fengyun Mountain many years ago. I was so sad that I only thought about how to grow old alone, but in this life, I didn't expect to meet such a child.

"Good boy.." He Zudao touched Li Yichen's head, like stroking his own hope, "Good boy..."

Li Yichen smiled, in his heart, He Zudao has always been like a father. Whether it is the love of childhood or the setbacks suffered in growing up, the father's love is like a mountain, and this feeling is so strong today.

He Zudao took out a jade plaque from his chest, the jade has become emerald green and flawless after years of rubbing, presumably He Zudao has held it for countless nights and thought quietly, and he was not willing to take it out until today.

"This is the jade plate you wore when you first came to Fengyun Mountain, maybe it can help you solve the doubts in your heart in the future. ”

Li Yichen took the jade plaque and gently hung it back around his neck.

"Thank you, He Laodao. ”

For sixteen years, the conversation between the two has always been laughing and scolding, but now it has become a little warm but unaccustomed. He Zudao is still crying, as if he wants to shed all the tears he has accumulated for decades.

The moonlight was like water, and the two people bathed in it were smiling and tear-stained, but they were so harmonious and quiet. It's like a send-off ballad, getting farther and farther away.