Qin Jian looked at Yan Xiaojun, although she didn't change into her daughter's clothes, but her little girl's fickleness, and the emotions that all showed with the ups and downs of her mood for a while, had been captured in Qin Jian's eyes, and the smile in her heart appeared on her face out of place.

Yan Xiaojun seemed to have seen through his thoughts, and there was a hint of coquettishness in his shy smile, and asked Qin Jian: "What are you laughing at, you knew that I was a daughter when I fell asleep yesterday, right?"

Qin Jian shook his head but didn't speak, Yan Xiaojun was a little surprised, she didn't ask anything, Qin Jian said again: "How many years of wandering in the rivers and lakes, I'm not so stupid, in the inn, when you can't decide whether to beat me or get drunk with me, I know that you are a daughter." ”

Yan Xiaojun, who said Qin Jian's words, was a little skeptical, and asked casually, "Then how do you see it?"

Qin Jian had forgotten his previous worries, and said with a smile: "You are not as beautiful as a man. ”

Qin Jian didn't say anything, but these simple words made Yan Xiaojun's heart move strangely when she heard it, her smile was still shy, and she lost the topic that her thinking brought to her, and said casually: "Then why are you still pretending not to say:"

Qin Jian paused, and then said, "Since you are willing to cross-dress, then how can I remove your veil and make you unhappy!"

Yan Xiaojun still said casually: "Do you care so much if I'm happy?"

Qin Jian seemed to have noticed Yan Xiaojun's flushed face all the time at this time, Qin Jian felt that he was also drawn into a warm and infinitely psychedelic area by Yan Xiaojun, maybe he just walked in unconsciously, whether it was right or wrong to be in this deep realm, he still unconsciously pushed the responsibility to Yan Xiaojun, and the big man's escape would be so inexplicable and beyond reason.

Qin Jian was trying to get out of the predicament that it was difficult to judge right from wrong, and tried to cruelly chill Yan Xiaojun's psychedelic heart, and said: "In the inn, when you came over with your eyes staring, I knew that I would either teach you a lesson, or let you become my friend - teach you a lesson, defeat your arrogance, I guess you have to fight with me, I don't dare, then I have to let you be my friend, since I am a friend, I will never let my friends think that I am a nasty person, so I can only do it as you like." ”

Yan Xiaojun looked at Qin Jian, and the feeling in her heart was a little hazy, maybe it was Qin Jian's cruel evasive rhetoric that confused her already little remaining logical thinking, and she couldn't figure out which side she felt was on for the time being.

Fang Buwen's wine was not hidden too far, and the work had come back for a while, and it also saved Qin Jian and Yan Xiaojun from the embarrassment of being at a loss.

A jar of wine was placed on the table again, the exquisite wine jar was not as bright as the one at the beginning of storage, the wax seal was opened, and the aroma of the wine overflowed far better than the mellow fragrance at the beginning, Fang Buwen personally poured three jade bowls, and Qin Jian and Yan Xiaojun's distant thoughts were once again brought back by the fragrance of wine.

Fang Buwen picked up the bowl, and the wine was the entrance and said: "Let's have a drink today, hoping that the two of you can help the old man, but the hatred that has been entangled in my heart for many years has also fulfilled Miss Yan's wish." ”

Fang Buwen raised his head and drank all the wine in the bowl, Qin Jian was the one who saw that this wine was difficult to resist the temptation, the wine in the jade bowl was drunk as soon as it was drunk, Yan Xiaojun just tasted the mellow aroma brought by the year of the wine.

Fang Buwen poured three jade bowls again, this time he didn't drink it, he left the table with the jade bowl, walked straight to the door of the hall, and spilled a bowl of wine on the ground in a violent manner, muttering something in his mouth.

A glass of wine sacrifices to lonely souls?

Fang Buwen walked back, quietly poured a third bowl of wine, and saluted Qin Jian and Yan Xiaojun, this time the three of them drank it all.

Fang Buwen added another wine, his lips trembled a little and said, "The hatred that Qin Jian and the old man have been pressing on their hearts for the past twenty years is actually the same thing that Miss Yan wants you to do. The old man knows that the things in the world exist in the rivers and lakes, the brightness of his heart and the integrity of his sex, and the world can be learned, but just a lie that is almost true, so that the old man has not smiled for 20 years, and his nature is grotesque!"

Qin Jian and Fang Buwen have known each other for many years, but they rarely get along, and his grotesque mind is also something that Qin Jian wants to understand.

Fang Buwen slowly narrated: "It is also this lie that has almost turned the entire Jianghu martial arts upside down, how many good sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes have stained the earth with blood and buried their bones in other places, and also made a heroic man who is arrogant by nature but can stand up to the sky, his family is ruined, and he has been tortured in the world for 20 years, the old man has been waiting, waiting for a person who can be trusted and can afford this mission, God has eyes, and the prodigal son and Qin Jian who are famous in the rivers and lakes appear in front of the old man, so that the old man can have an explanation for the things he hated in this life in the year when he is about to die." ”

Yan Xiaojun's face was confused, and he looked at Qin Jian with light in his eyes.

Qin Jian's face was changing, his heart was sinking, and Fang Buwen's words, time and actions had coincided with a person, a person in the rivers and lakes who no longer wanted to mention.

Qin Jian frowned and looked at Fang Buwen, he said slowly, "We're going to save people?"

Fang Buwen nodded, and Yan Xiaojun also nodded unconsciously.

Qin Jian's heart was about to sink to the bottom, his voice was a little out of shape, and he said slowly: "Save a person who died on the Listening Wind Cliff twenty years ago?"

Fang Buwen nodded, his eyes were foggy, he seemed to have returned to the moment when he screamed and blood rained.

Fang Buwen slowly said the cause and end of the whole thing: "Murong Gufeng, a generation of heroes, but he is jealous and famous, his concubine Liu Jing was killed by the enemy, and it is still a big mystery in martial arts. ”

Fang Buwen sighed, and said: "Liu Jing has become a chivalrous woman in just two years, martial arts has found a new way, and she is a first-class master, judging from all the clues, only the old man's subordinates can be trusted with this news." The place where the chivalrous girl was killed had Ziyun Swordsman and Wang Luting nearby, and no other martial arts masters passed by here, and Liu Jingjing was also killed by a sword, which is also similar to Wang Luting's famous swordsmanship. ”

Qin Jian has been splashing the rivers and lakes for many years, and of course he knows the name of Wang Luting.

Fang Buwen was obsessed with the day when all the gods were angry and complained, and he still kept recounting: "Murong Gufeng left in a rage, but on the second day, the old man's men were killed, and the old man suddenly realized that this is a game that has been set up a long time ago, but unfortunately Murong Gufeng can't recover it!"

Fang Buwen paused, his face showed pain, but he still continued: "Wang Luting has rushed to the Central Plains and Puyang, and his daughter married Dongfang Xiaoyue, the leader of the martial arts alliance at that time, in Puyang, and the world's martial arts congratulated, so that this situation can be completely presented in front of the old man." If you want to kill Murong Gufeng's generation of heroes, you need to gather enough strength, and at this time, Puyang is gathering Daohe's martial arts people, so the old man completely concluded that this is a big game, his goal is Murong Gufeng, and Liu Jing is just a tragic opening. ”

Fang Buwen sighed, there was anger in his eyes, Qin Jian's mind had already entered Fang Buwen's narration, but Yan Xiaojun just looked at Fang Buwen, maybe she weighed Fang Buwen's actions at that time was really just a righteous father struggling with each other.

Fang Buwen suppressed his emotions for a moment, and then said slowly: "It's a pity that Murong Gufeng, who lost his beloved concubine and lost his mind, came all the way to Puyang with full of anger, and when he asked about the reason, he killed Wang Luting without saying a word. On the occasion of the wedding, the father-in-law was killed, Dongfang Xiaoyue could not step down, and the martial arts people who came to join the congratulation fought against Murong Gufeng, but as a result, Murong Gufeng still fled, and escaped with injuries in a small town in Zhengzhou, more than 500 miles away from Puyang. At this time, the martial arts in the world who wanted to get rid of Murong Gufeng all gathered to Puyang, and a few days later, they still found Murong Gufeng's whereabouts. When Murong Gufeng fled again, he intercepted and killed all the way, bloody and bloody all the way, and the gathering of masters made Murong Gufeng unable to choose a way, and he was finally besieged on the Jiushan Mountain and the Wind Listening Cliff in Yuzhou. “

Fang Buwen said that he looked at Qin Jian here, and said to Qin Jian again: "Listening to the wind cliff is still a popular rumor in the mouth of the martial arts to this day - the place where the yin wind is howling, the tragic situation of the first battle back then The old man still shuddes when he thinks of it!"

Yan Xiaojun had hatred in his eyes at this time, and said to Fang Buwen: "You were also present when your father-in-law was besieged, why didn't you tell them the truth? Let your father-in-law still be a sinner in their eyes?"

Qin Jian sighed lightly, Fang Buwen had already smiled bitterly and said: "The blood of the martial arts elite has been sprinkled all the way, listening to the countless corpses under the wind cliff, their hearts are dripping blood, the tragic death of the same family, the master and apprentice Yongjue, the chivalrous couple's single, the death of the son and the father, what kind of truth can make them dissolve this bloody and bitter hatred?

Yan Xiaojun also had nothing to say, but he still looked at Fang Buwen with hatred, Qin Jian knew that Fang Buwen was helpless at that time, the truth that was no longer important was nothing more than one more corpse, then he would not even have the opportunity to track down the people behind the scenes by all means, and Murong Gufeng still had to die.

Qin Jian slowly said to Fang Buwen: "But Murong Gufeng is dead, Murong Gufeng who was seriously injured was killed by the two masters in the world, a martial arts hermit, and the three of them joined forces to kill him, and the bitter bamboo master Qianli Chuanyin told all the martial arts people on and below the wind cliff that Murong Gufeng is dead, and countless people present have seen it with their own eyes!"

Yan Xiaojun was about to say something, but Fang Buwen had already answered: "Murong Gufeng died in Tingfeng Cliff and died in front of countless people, but Master Kuzhu is a high-ranking monk, and he is also the one who hit Murong Gufeng hard, so Murong Gufeng was not divided by those crazy martial arts people. ”

The look in Fang Buwen's eyes was already like a sad and desperate person seeing hope, and a glimmer of light loomed in his eyes.

Fang Buwen continued to narrate: "Although Dongfang Xiaoyue has a deep enmity with Murong Gufeng, she also respects him as a wizard who has not been encountered in a hundred years in the martial arts, and the hermit master also said a sentence 'All his sins have died with him' The three people who killed Murong Gufeng have all let go of their hatred, and all the martial arts people can only comfort the deceased souls of Murong Gufeng's death." Murong Gufeng's body was handed over to Master Kuzhu and sent back to the mountain behind Shaolin Temple for burial, which can be regarded as Master Kuzhu's last tribute to this generation of wizards who committed bloody crimes against martial arts. ”