Take advantage of the wind to change

The autumn night wears the rain through the courtyard, the sound of the Ling tile hitting, the throat wind blows like crying, and the sound is like a zither. This is idle poetry.

For the Zhu family, who have no worries about food and clothing, it is not a big deal to rain before the Mid-Autumn Festival. The wind sings and dances, and the rain helps the poetry of painting. As long as this rain is not endless, delaying their Mid-Autumn Festival appreciation of the bright moon, this thin cold is even very popular.

Sentiment and sorrow, write some poems of "red residual fragrance full of paths, Sichuan cold and blue smoke", draw a picture of the wild heron in the autumn pond, two or three stems of withered reeds, four or five ripples, lonely birds hook their feet, independent in the light rain. Sorrow is the heart of the autumn, the world of joy, anger, sorrow, envy and panic, among the eight feelings, if there is less 'sorrow' word, it is a big regret, it is a vain life.

But that's about it. After the sorrow and sorrow, after singing and dancing, all the sorrow disappeared. The nobles who eat meat and wear silk will never think of the countless suffering people who are cold and hungry under the rain.

The autumn rain brings not only sorrow, but also pain to the thousands of poor people in the world and homeless homeless guests.

Countless people, the elderly, women and children, the poor, the disabled, have been driven from their homes by the war, and they have no roof on their heads, and when the rain comes, they can only bear it silently. Those who were close to the big trees curled up under the trees to take refuge, and more people could only roll down into the mud, shrink their bodies, tremble, and use ragged clothes to shield themselves from the wet cold.

Hunger, sickness, heat and cold. For thousands of sentient beings, there is absolutely no warmth in what creation gives them, only a noose that tightens their necks day by day.

There are many such things in troubled times. Man's destiny is always drawn to despair and misery. There is no way out in sight. With no future in sight, expectations are always replaced by disappointment. Pain and sorrow are like the two wheels of a chariot and a horse. Rolling non-stop, carrying their fate all the way to the abyss.

Everyone begs for heaven. Everyone hates fate. However, they never knew what the fate that had made them miserable befell them, and why it had befallen them.

The one who lives is the life of man. Transporter, the movement of life. Life is given by heaven, but where does luck come from?

No one is looking into it. Feeling that the world is not the main line of life. People also have to think about many practical things, drinking, eating, sitting and lying down, all of which are important things that take a lot of effort and effort. And on a rainy night of hunger and cold. There is also sleepiness, who is still in the mood to think about what fate is.

Jiangning Mansion under the blank rain was in the middle of the night, and the thick darkness covered everything on the surface. In such a lonely and lonely time, many people forget the fate that weighed on them for a while. On both sides of the Qinhuai River, which never sleeps, the lights have already dimmed, and there are few people walking in the streets and alleys of all sizes.

Inside Ahn Jinko's house. In the guest room, Sui Zhenfeng had just fallen asleep. She was still thinking about what she had discussed with the heads of the family in the evening.

The Luomon Sect had been evacuated to Shuzhou in batches earlier, and the crisis in Jiangning Prefecture was temporarily lifted. However, the leaders of the various sects in Jiangning Mansion were not at ease with the status quo, and they wanted to take advantage of the weakening of the enemy's momentum to unite with their colleagues in Shuzhou. Give the Rohmons a blow. The contact has been dispatched, and it is expected that news will come back one after another in the next two days.

Sui Zhenfeng tossed and turned on the bed. I can't sleep all the time. There are so many things on my mind, and many of them are even clueless. Let her keep cutting and can't get around. She couldn't sleep. Simply sink shoulders and promote luck.

"Tuk Tuk—" A young woman's voice said outside, "Master, are you there?"

Sui Zhenfeng sat up in the dark, and with a flick of his finger, a small ball of sparks accurately hit the candlestick nine feet away, and the room lit up.

"I'm here, what's the matter?"

"There was an accident on the mountain, and the master was injured in Gwangju and just came back...... She was badly injured. ”

Sui Zhenfeng's face turned pale, and as soon as he rushed to the door, Huo Ran opened the door. "Isn't Uncle Shi on the mountain??How did you go to Gwangju?!"

Outside the door was her disciple Fan Xuemei, who looked anxious at the moment. "I don't know...... Uncle Shi went down the mountain five days ago, as if he was looking for someone. Just now, a few disciples of the Shuanglin Sect carried her back, saying that they saw her injured in front of the door......"

"Okay, I see, let's go back to the mountain. Sui Zhenfeng stopped her, grabbed it with her right hand, and the robe hanging on the hanger in front of the bed flew into her hand. Sui Zhenfeng hurriedly put it on, and he didn't have time to report it to the people in Anfu, so he got wind under his feet and went out directly over the wall.

There was chaos on the mountain. In the inner courtyard, Bai Xian assigned the junior sisters to greet the guests, boil soup and medicine, and try her best to maintain her composure. It's just that the panic and sadness on everyone's faces can't be concealed, which shows how great the shock is to this incident.

Sui Zhenfeng had a straight face, his feet were as anxious as wind and fire, and he went directly into the room of Thunder Hand Zilian, and the eight or nine female disciples inside all stood up. "Uncle Boss...... Master her...... She ......, "Huixi and Hui'an shed tears on the spot.

Gently pulling open the quilt, seeing the Thunder Hand Purple Lotus covered in blood, Sui Zhenfeng's face also became extremely ugly.

A large hole was pierced in the left chest cavity of the thunder hand purple lotus, and it has not been breathed until now, which is already a miracle of heaven-shattering. The Shuanglin faction attaches great importance to the righteousness of the same path, and is very attentive to the old lady, and uses a few precious medicines to heal her, and from her she can smell the smell of borneol, tiger bones, deer antler velvet and other things. A hemostatic charm was sealed on the wound, but the aura was not very strong.

Sui Zhenfeng went to the bed and sat cross-legged, and first sealed several veins and points of his sister's wound. took the hemostatic charm used by Jade Maiden Feng and changed it, and put on the elixir Jade Rhino San, and began to push her blood and gas. For those who practice the arts, the aura is as important as the blood, and if the aura is abundant, the damage can be healed, the aura is exhausted, and new muscles cannot be born. Therefore, once you are injured, you must first repair the aura so that it can adjust its functions and recover slowly.

Sui Zhenfeng and Thunder Hand Purple Lotus's exercises were taught by the same teacher, and they had the same vein and origin, so after the aura entered the Thunder Hand Purple Lotus's body, it was like a sea returning to the river, and instantly merged with the Thunder Hand Purple Lotus's almost exhausted aura.

According to the key to the Huiyuan method, Sui Zhenfeng guided his senior sister's aura to circumnavigate the Nine Great Zhou Heavens in his body, and step by step he completed the spiritual energy that wanted to be disconnected, so that it could exist on its own. Then, let's drum up the real energy. Forcibly expand the two veins of Rendu that have narrowed, after these two steps are completed. Draw the aura back to the five palaces and lower the heart fire. Flatten the kidney water, stabilize the liver and soil, and activate the inner uterus one by one. In the end, the aura was channeled into the sea of qi.

By the time the effort was finished, it was already the rooster singing, and it was the next morning.

Sui Zhenfeng's face was pale, and the aura of his whole body was gone, but he couldn't go to bed right away. Seeing that the senior sister's face was ruddy, she relaxed slightly, and asked the disciple to lead her to the side room to thank the guests.

The six disciples of the Shuanglin Sect were very young. Seeing Sui Zhenfeng come over to thank him, his face turned red, and he quickly sat down to return the salute. One of the older disciples surnamed Feng was in the highest rank, so he would tell Sui Zhenfeng what had happened.

It turned out that three days ago, the Shuanglin faction saw the thunder hand Zilian lying on the ground at the door, at that time she was seriously injured and unconscious, her body was simply bandaged, and there was a note next to it, which read: Quickly send to the Jade Girl Peak of Jiangning Mansion. The head did not dare to slack off. took out the best wound medicine and charms of the sect and put them on the thunder hand purple lotus, and sent disciples to escort them to Jade Maiden Peak overnight. Because they were afraid that the injuries would be worsened by bumps on the road, the people did not dare to use spells to rush away, so they had to hire a carriage. It took three days on the road to arrive.

Sui Zhenfeng asked some details carefully, but could not get a clue. I thanked you at the moment and invited a few people to finish breakfast. So I wrote a letter of thanks and asked them to take it back to the boss.

When it was dark that day, Sui Zhenfeng gave all his remaining energy to Thunder Hand Zilian. The old lady finally crossed the threshold of life and death. It's just that after all, the injury is serious and the breath is weak. I couldn't speak for a while. Sui Zhenfeng was afraid that the injury would change, so he didn't dare to leave the bed half a step, so he asked his disciple to make a simple trampoline next to the bed, meditate and store energy, and personally kept vigil for his senior sister.

At dawn on the second day, just after the end of the day, Sui Zhenfeng suddenly heard a faint sound in his sleep. "Division...... Younger sister...... Division...... Sister ...... "When I opened my eyes to look, I saw that it was Thunder Hand Zilian talking.

"Senior sister...... Master...... Division...... Sister ......"

"I'm here, senior sister......" Sui Zhenfeng went over and held his sister's hand. "What's wrong? Are you feeling better? Rest well, don't talk yet. ”

Thunder Hand Zilian shook her head left and right, gasped for a moment, and said with difficulty: "Quick...... Go...... Gwangju ......"

Sui Zhenfeng saw that she was breathing heavily, and said these words as if she had exhausted all her strength, so she said: "Senior sister, don't worry about it first, even if something big happens, you have to take care of your body first......"

Thunder Hand Zilian shook her head violently, not letting her finish her words, and there was strength in her hand, holding her hand tightly. "Squint......... Green...... Cloud...... Sword ......" She widened her eyes and finished the five words with all her might, before she fell back down and fell into a coma again.

Qingyun Sword!

Sui Zhenfeng's brain was like a heavy blow, and there was a bang. She understood.

The enemy is in Gwangju! She stood up, her eyes shooting a cold light. "Bai Xian!

The three disciples outside the door answered in unison, Bai Xian gently pushed the door open, and led the two junior sisters in, and the three of them had not slept all night, and their faces were quite haggard.

"You are looking after Uncle Shi on the mountain, I want to go to Gwangju. She glanced at the three apprentices and said, "When I am not in the mountains, Bai Xian, you temporarily take the position of the head of the family, and everything is cheap." Hui Xi Hui'an, you take on the responsibility of assisting and helping Senior Sister Bai deal with affairs. ”

"On the side of the Luomen Sect, you must send someone to keep an eye on it, exchange news with your colleagues in Jiangning Mansion from time to time, when there is movement, first guard the door and press the soldiers, and then deal with it when I return to the mountain, if An Lao Hero has something to say, you will say that the master has something important to do, and he will come back in a few days. In addition, Bai Xian, you find ten more junior sisters, and keep Hejiazhuang for me in Jiangning Mansion, if you have any news about Senior Sister Qin, I want to know as soon as possible, I will take a carrier pigeon. ”

"Yes! Master. ”

"Yes. Uncle in charge. ”

Sui Zhen didn't look back, and flew down the mountain in the twilight of the twilight. She had to hurry up, because she didn't know how long the enemy would be in Gwangju.

Squinting, Qingyun Sword. Two very strange things, originally incompatible. To outsiders, there is no connection between the two things, one should be a person, and the other is a weapon. But in the hearts of the disciples of Jade Girl Peak, the meaning of these two things was extraordinary, and the five words seemed to have been burned into a brand and engraved in the hearts of each of them.

It is the imprint of hatred.

Qingyun Sword, the sword is three feet six minutes long, and weighs nine catties and nine taels. The sword face is engraved with moire.

It is special because it is a famous weapon of the first four generations of ancestors of the Jade Maiden Peak.

Shizu is one of the few refiners in Jade Girl Peak for many years, he has no distractions, specializes in Si, and at the age of thirty, he swept away the demons with a Qingyun sword, was generous and heroic, and enjoyed the reputation of Longyu for most of his life. However, the fame can last for a long time, and the person is easy to perish. When the ninety-third master was leaving, she felt the attachment of all the disciples in front of the bed, like an empowerment, and she suddenly realized that the fame she had won was all illusory, and what should really be valued was the family affection that she had repeatedly ignored and indifferent.

The ancestor was full of regrets, and he was so reluctant to give up his disciples that he didn't want to return to the netherworld, but turned his soul into the sword and became a sword spirit. Left a last word, to protect the disciples of Jade Girl Peak forever.

The Qingyun Sword has thus become an extraordinary weapon.

From generation to generation, everyone has always regarded Qingyun Sword as her incarnation, offering it in the Biye Washing Heart Hall and worshipping sincerely. However, four years ago, overnight, a deep fracture line actually cracked on the surface of the Qingyun Sword like autumn water. Sui Zhenfeng immediately ordered his disciples to visit the famous teacher, wanting to restore the Qingyun Sword to its old outlook. After searching for two years, I finally learned that there was a refining master in Gyeongju, Cai Yi, who was highly accomplished in the form of a Horcrux, Sui Zhenfeng was overjoyed, so he ordered his junior sister, Bai Ruiqing, a red lotus master who was one of the three lotus girls of the Jade Girl, to visit with Qingyun Sword.

Who would have thought that the rivers and lakes were sinister, and the waves were always surging inadvertently, and when the Red Lotus Master was passing through Henan Mansion, he was plotted by a traitor, and his hands and feet were broken, and he was also poisoned inexplicably, so that the Red Lotus Master fell asleep and knew the sea, and he has not regained his consciousness so far. And Qingyun Sword also disappeared.

After the incident, Sui Zhenfeng sent his disciples to go out to find medicine, and to visit the enemy in Henan Mansion. At that time, Qin Su followed his sisters to the south to look for the nine-section beaver, and met Hu Buwei in the woods. And during this period, the news of the enemy was gradually detected.

After many investigations and verifications, it was learned that after Honglian Dashi had dinner in a restaurant in Henan Mansion, he was targeted by a group of people and followed her on the road. Among this group, there is a strange life, bald and squinted, with a nose like an eagle's hook.

All the clues are cut off here. It is not difficult to guess that even if these people are not the murderers who directly injured the Red Lotus Master, they must have something to do with this matter. There are more than ten disciples of Jade Girl Peak walking around the rivers and lakes all year round, in order to find the whereabouts of this squinting person as soon as possible, find out the truth, and recapture the Qingyun Sword as soon as possible.

Sui Zhenfeng guessed that a few days ago, Lei Shou Zilian must have learned the news of the enemy from a disciple sent abroad, and saw that he was too busy dealing with the Luomon Sect to have no time to doppelganger, so he went on the road alone to investigate. It's just that something happened in the middle, and she was discovered by the enemy and seriously injured her.

So, who saved her at the time of the fight? And who sent her to the door of the Shuanglin faction and left a note? There are still many mysteries that remain unsolved, and I can only ask my sister when I return to the mountain later. The important thing now is to find the enemy as soon as possible and find out where they came from.

Sui Zhenfeng was full of resentment, and traveled day and night, and arrived in Gwangju in only two days. There was no time to catch his breath, so he issued a summoning order, and sent the disciples who were near the left to meet quickly. However, Sui Zhenfeng was disappointed, and after waiting for four or five hours, none of the disciples arrived. I think these spies have also been discovered and eliminated by the enemy.