Two days was as long as two years, and in the anxious waiting, Mu Ling was finally able to walk on the ground, but her right arm, which was pierced by Guo Erli's sword, was still weak, and she couldn't lift the sword, and it was very difficult to even pick up a pen and write.

On this day, Zhong Huamei went to the mountains to collect medicine, Yu Zhensheng disappeared as usual, Mu Ling stayed alone in the house, the quiet atmosphere instigated sadness and loneliness, Mu Ling thought about Yi Weiyi, a moment of grief and emotional heat wave in the heart, seeing that there was a pen, ink, paper and inkstone on the table, she spread out the rice paper, and wanted to pick up the pen to write, she remembered that she used to write when she was in a bad mood, and then those bad emotions would suddenly disappear.

Mu Ling's right hand grasped the pen tightly, as soon as she exerted force, she felt a sharp pain in her arm, the pen fell to the ground, and an emotion in her heart was suddenly ignited, she used her other hand to frantically rub the spread of rice paper, and threw it in the corner of the room.

However, she suddenly became quiet again, she bent down and picked up the brush that had fallen on the ground with her left hand, and from the thick stack of rice paper, she took out a piece of rice paper, unfolded it, held the pen with her left hand, and wrote down an ancient poem.

"Leave home with one heart, and end up old with sorrow. ”

The font is a small block of fly's head, juan and lovely, and the short ten words in the poem describe Mu Ling's state of mind at this time, and the pain and sorrow of bereavement and loss are vividly on the paper. The poem borrows a sentence from the ancient poem "Picking Hibiscus in the River" to express his unswerving loyalty for love and loneliness.

Mu Ling put down the pen in her hand gently, she let out a long sigh of relief, closed the door, and walked out of the room, she was in a bad mood, and running away might be able to relieve some of her inner boredom.

Mu Ling came to the courtyard to see the unknown wildflowers blooming spontaneously, she was the only flower admirer, there was no leisure but there was a sorrow, she gently stroked the fetus in her womb, and murmured: "Child, your father was killed by the annihilation of people, and my mother must avenge him, if my mother is not satisfied, you will take the sword in my mother's hand and continue to take revenge!"

I stayed in the courtyard until it was almost dark, and there were a few cold cries of jackdaws in the sky, and there was a weak tone, and finally I was swallowed up by the cold and silent atmosphere.

Suddenly a cold wind blew, and the hair in her ears was ruffled by the wind, Mu Ling brushed her long hair that was blown by the wind, and a biting chill hit her, she wrapped her clothes tightly, and turned back to the house.

When walking through the corridor, Mu Ling saw two figures, and from a distance, it was Zhong Huamei and Yu Zhensheng, Mu Ling wanted to go forward to say hello, but their conversation made Mu Ling stop.

"Senior sister, what happened to Miss Mu's injury?" The person who spoke was Yu Zhensheng, who was quite worried about Mu Ling's injury.

"The injuries on her body are fine, and the fetus in her womb is also healthy, but..." Zhong Huamei replied, halfway through her words, she suddenly stopped talking and looked around.

Seeing that Zhong Huamei was so careful, Yu Zhensheng was a little worried, and asked softly, "Just what?"

Zhong Huamei was sure that there was no one within her sight, so she slowly spoke: "It's just that the sword in Miss Mu's right shoulder, that sword is extremely fierce and vicious, piercing the body and hurting the meridians, I'm afraid I won't be able to use the sword again in the future." ”

Yu Zhensheng was stunned, a trace of worry flashed between his eyebrows, he looked at Zhong Huamei in front of him, and said: "Senior sister, Miss Mu is bent on revenge, this news can't be told to her yet, I have to wait for her emotions to slowly stabilize, and then tell her." ”

"Well, I know, it's just that her heart is now full of hatred, a look of indignation, and it is always on her face, which is not good for the fetus in her womb, and we have to find a way to get her out of her sadness as soon as possible. ”

Listening to the words of the two, Mu Ling's heart was filled with a trace of emotion, he was used to the intrigues and battles in the rivers and lakes, and the care and help of the Pingshui meeting were even more precious.

However, the fact that the sword could not be made was undoubtedly like a bolt from the blue to Mu Ling, who was bent on revenge, she was stunned, as if the good fortune of the whole world was far away from her at this moment, and that little hope was also shattered in front of her, this feeling was like walking in the darkness with a lamp in the palm of her hand with all her might, and then, suddenly, the light went out, and only a pitch black was left in front of her, her eyes were sad, and she suddenly felt her heart surging and dizzy, and then, she lost consciousness.

When Mu Ling woke up, she was already lying on the bed, she opened her eyes and saw two people sitting in the room, Zhong Huamei and Yu Zhensheng, Zhong Huamei looked at herself with gentle eyes, and Yu Zhensheng looked at the two of them with the same eyes.

The atmosphere in the room was a little sensational, Mu Ling sat up from the bed with the help of Zhong Huamei, and remembered the news that he heard that his right arm could not use the sword, and stared at Zhong Huamei anxiously and asked: "Senior Zhong, can't my right hand really use the sword?" No, don't, Senior Zhong, you must heal my hand, and I will take revenge, revenge!"

Her emotions were uncontrollable all of a sudden, and she kept muttering "revenge!" and "revenge!", Zhong Huamei tried her best to appease Mu Ling's emotions, she stretched out a hand to caress Mu Ling's messy hair, her eyes revealed endless tenderness, and she said softly: "Miss Mu, don't worry, you will definitely get better." ”

Seeing that Mu Ling's emotions were so excited, Yu Zhensheng, who was sitting on the side, stared at Zhong Huamei and asked, "Senior sister, is it true that Miss Mu's right hand will never be able to make a sword? Is there any way to heal it?"

Zhong Huamei pondered: "By the way, I remembered! There is a miraculous medical book in this world that records the continuation of the meridian bones, called "Meridian Jian", according to legend, this book was written by a royal doctor in the palace, originally collected in the court, twenty years ago, the court inexplicably had an accident, Concubine Li died for no reason, the little prince was gone, and then there was a fire, "Meridian Jian" disappeared, and the imperial doctor disappeared for no reason, no one has seen it again, some people say that the imperial doctor took away the " Some people say that the imperial physician was burned in that fire along with the "Meridian Jian".

In the past twenty years, there have been countless people in the rivers and lakes who have pursued the whereabouts of the "Meridian Jian", all of which have returned in vain, and the only way to heal Miss Mu's right arm is to find the "Meridian Jian", and then ask a person with excellent medical skills to follow the methods recorded in the medical book, and may be able to heal the injury on Miss Mu's right arm. ”

After listening to Zhong Huamei's story, Yu Zhensheng's stretched brows furrowed again, obviously he was a little troubled, and said: "This person with excellent medical skills is not difficult to find, we can go to your master Ding Jiuwu, or your master Leng Jicang, but this "Meridian Jian" has no clue, I don't know where to start!"

Mu Ling didn't speak, just sat quietly on the side, her mood fluctuated with the joy and sorrow of the news, and the mood projected on her face turned into an expression, Zhong Huamei noticed the subtle changes on Mu Ling's face, knowing that she was bent on revenge, she looked at Mu Ling distressedly, and said: "After a while, your body is better, let's go to my master Ding Jiuwu together, I will definitely let him find a way to heal your injuries." ”

When Mu Ling heard Zhong Huamei's words, he was moved in his heart and said, "Thank you, Senior Zhong, your great kindness, Ling'er will never forget it in this life." ”

Zhong Huamei smiled and said, "Child, no thanks, if you are happy, it will already be the best reward for us." ”

Mu Ling smiled, like a blooming snow lotus, cold, clean, and spotless.

Zhong Huamei also smiled, like a ray of sunshine, warm, bright, and full of hope.

At this time, Yu Zhensheng began to stop talking, his eyes seemed to be attracted by something, he grabbed a piece of rice paper on the table, held it in his hand, looked surprised, stared at this Luo Yuemei, and asked, "You wrote these words?"

Mu Ling stopped laughing, and his eyes shifted from Zhong Huamei's body to the rice paper held in Yu Zhensheng's hand, and the sentence written on the rice paper was a poem, "Leave with one heart, and die with sorrow." She nodded and said, "Well, yes, I wrote it with my left hand." ”

Yu Zhensheng stared at Mu Ling's left hand in surprise, took out a sword from his waist, handed it to Mu Ling's hand, and said, "You take it." ”

Mu Ling easily picked it up, and seeing that Mu Ling picked up the sword, Yu Zhensheng said: "You can temporarily use your left hand to practice the sword moves you have practiced before, even if your right hand can't make a sword, you can still take revenge with your left hand, among the rivers and lakes, people's hearts are sinister, even if you protect yourself!"

Listening to Yu Zhensheng's words, Mu Ling suddenly realized, and finally had some joyful colors on her face, and with a hint of firmness in her cheerful expression, she said: "Yes, I can still hold a sword in my left hand, and I must take revenge with my left hand!"

Seeing that Mu Ling's face finally had a heartfelt smile, Zhong Huamei also smiled, it was also a heartfelt and true smile, however, she still had a trace of worry, and said to Mu Ling: "Ling'er, you are pregnant now, you must practice sword and martial arts moderately, protect the fetus in your womb, he is Yi'er's only bone and blood in this world." ”

"Well, I see, I'll definitely pay attention. Mu Ling replied, in fact, after hearing the news of Yi Weiyi's death, in her heart, there were only two reasons to support her to live, one was revenge, and the other was the fetus in her womb.

Mu Ling handed the sword in his hand to Zhong Huamei, who was sitting beside him, Zhong Huamei handed the sword to Yu Zhensheng, Yu Zhensheng put it back in the scabbard, Zhong Huamei let Mu Ling have a good rest, and went out with Yu Zhensheng.

Mu Ling lay on the bed, and repeatedly recalled the prompt of Yu Zhensheng's left hand to make the sword, and the deep lock of the brows finally opened, she was a little tired, and felt that her eyelids could not support it, she was about to enter another world, where evil must die and good will live forever, there is no conspiracy, no fighting, no disputes, there is Shi Jia, there is martial deed, there is Yi Weiyi, clean and flawless, white as jade.

Where is she going, reality can't pull her, the dark sword can't hurt her, her eyes are closed, really, go, without hesitation.

Stay away from the rivers and lakes, away from the fighting, away from the fighting, away from the hustle and bustle......

It's beautiful, but it's only temporary. (To be continued.) )