Chapter XXVII: The Covenant of the Seven Days

What is the agreement? Is it to keep, to wait, or to be helpless? Everyone has a different view on promises, but whether the promise can be fulfilled is a matter of two words, after all, many things are easy to say, but difficult to do.

There used to be many allusions for promises, and they did not hesitate to lose their lives, which are all ancient legends and beautiful memories.

Hugging the pillar and drowning is for love, Taoyuan Sanjie is for righteousness, and hugging wood and crossing the city gate is for reputation. Jingyuan sat on the stone steps by the mountain gate and quietly watched the crowd coming and going, thinking alone, maybe the agreement between him and Murong Chen was a battle of honor without victory or defeat, and he clapped his hands for the reputation of Qingcheng Mountain for hundreds of years. He guarded the mountain gate and did not allow the children of Qingcheng to go up and down the mountain, just for that good reputation.

"Uncle Shi, if you don't go and take a look, the three elders seem to be angry, and they want to see you. The little Taoist priest hurriedly ran to Jingyuan, and said to Jingyuan a little scared, he lowered his body and slowly whispered in Jingyuan's ear, obviously extremely scared.

Jingyuan slowly stood up, patted the dust on his body, sighed, and ordered the little Taoist: "Within seven days, no one is allowed to go up and down the mountain, and the mountain gate will be opened after seven days." After saying that, he walked towards the elder's room, leaving the stunned little Taoist priest there in a daze.

Before Jingyuan entered the room, he had already seen a saucer fly out, flying out with food, sprinkled with soup and juice on the ground, and the saucer fell to the ground and shattered with a bang. A little Taoist priest walked out with a sigh. Shaking his head, sighing, he lowered his head and took a broom and dustpan to clean up the scattered things, with tears in his eyes, he was already extremely aggrieved.

Jingyuan walked over, patted him on the shoulder, picked up the tools in his hand and cleaned them carefully, and then emptied the garbage into the pool next to him. He walked in with a broom and a dustpan, and as soon as he entered, he heard the three elders scolding and smashing things.

He was holding a broom and a dustpan. Looking at the two elders half-seated on the sickbed. And the three elders sitting on the chair have been angrily scolding, there are only three people in the room, and all of them have already hidden far away, which is also Jingyuan's order. It only comes in while eating. All the other times they were all in. Let the three elders vent to their heart's content. All of them didn't want to be scolded now, so they were very careful to hide far away.

"Jingyuan, why don't you lead the team to find the evil ghost. Why? Do you just watch Qingcheng Mountain's reputation for hundreds of years be ruined? Let the world's martial arts laugh at us Qingcheng Mountain is a shrunken turtle?" Jing Feng was already a little irritable, so he was the first to speak, he half sat on the bed, roared loudly, and scolded Jing Yuan angrily.

"Jingyuan, the master has the highest expectations for you, but now you have become a shrunken turtle, how can you be the ancestors of the Qingcheng faction?" Jingxin didn't speak slowly, but the hat was very big when buttoned up, and all of a sudden Jingyuan's heart seemed to be dripping blood, and he couldn't wait to take someone down the mountain to exterminate the evil ghost immediately.

Jing Xuan didn't speak, he kept looking at Jing Yuan who was slowly sweeping the floor, but he couldn't suppress the anger in his heart, that anger was like a fire burning bigger and bigger on the grassland in his withered heart, more and more vigorous.

But Jingyuan didn't speak, he took a broom and a dustpan and slowly swept the plates, bowls, meals, etc. thrown everywhere by the three elders in the house, he swept slowly, but his heart seemed to be dripping blood, and the feeling of distress was not only parting, but also breaking up, maybe it was also very painful when he was misunderstood.

Jingyuan silently swept the ground, listening to the three senior brothers' rounds of attacks and anger, his teeth clenched, and the broom handle in his hand was already about to squeak.

"Bang la" Jing Yuan pinched hard, and the handle of the broom turned into pieces. He woke up from Mu Ran, and the three elders stopped talking, and they all froze as they watched Jingyuan put the garbage into the dustpan with his hands.

Jingyuan slowly picked up the garbage into the dustpan with his hands little by little, suddenly there was a pain in his hand, and a wisp of bright red blood flowed down from his fingers, Jingyuan ignored it, after cleaning it up, he walked out of the door with the dustpan, and before walking out of the door, Jingyuan said: "Anger is anger, food has to be eaten, ghosts are also to be killed, everything will be understood, I hope you don't force me, because the timing is not right." Jing Yuan left these few words, closed the door and went out, he ignored the reaction of the three elders, because it was no longer important, the important thing was to live, to live wonderfully, not to be a moth to a fire.

He slowly walked out of the back hall, walked to the mountain gate, and stood there looking at the beautiful scenery under the mountain, winter has arrived, but the scenery is still the same, the only difference is that the house hidden in the age of the tree under the mountain has no curling smoke, no little bit of life. He thought back to the scene just now with his hands behind his back, and the only thing he could remember now was the eyes of the three elders, which actually had a little red, like blood, like needles, pierced into his heart, and he had nowhere to escape but to bear it silently.

"It's very uncomfortable, the taste of waiting is really uncomfortable. It's not a good taste of misunderstanding, and I've had it too. Murong Chen handed over a white handkerchief and said slowly to him. I don't know when he has come to him. Came to his side and saw his bloody fingers, although they were washed clean, they were still dripping with blood and did not stop, Jingyuan didn't seem to want to care about it, let it drip and let it drip, as if the pain could make him less psychologically painful.

"It'll be fine in a while, and it's fine to drip. Jingyuan took the handkerchief, looked at his fingers and mocked himself.

"I remember one year, I knew that a friend of mine was leaving, but I was reluctant to let her go, and when I knew that she was leaving, I couldn't sleep, and I spent all the nights in torment, until someone gave me a slap in the face, and I suddenly woke up, maybe we did it more than say, waiting is too painful to suffer, but if it is a hopeful wait, then I would rather carry it all. Murong Chen looked at the bottom of the mountain and said slowly, at that moment he was also spent in anxiety, and that kind of pain was like an ant eating his heart, unspeakable but unable to get rid of.

"Later, you acted, so you had a good confidante, but you were chased and killed by the first village in the world for seven years. Isn't it?" Jing Yuan wrapped his fingers with a handkerchief, looked down the mountain, and did not face Murong Chen, he said slowly.

"You know, it seems that the events of seven years ago are not so easily erased from your mind. Murong Chen said a little helplessly, with a hint of self-deprecation on his face.

"I actually saw from your martial arts, Tianlai Villa has always been with us as well water and does not interfere with river water, and will not come to help us, of course, it will not come to oppose us, the only explanation is that the person who escaped from Tianlai Villa is you, only this explanation is reasonable. Jing Yuan turned his head and looked at Murong Chen a little mockingly, he wanted to see how he explained.

"You're right, I'm that person, but I never regret it, because I have something I'm afraid I'll never encounter again in my life. Murong Chen looked directly into Jingyuan's eyes and did not evade.

"But I'm more interested in your escort of the princess, and I think that's probably the hardest thing. A nobody, but the rivers and lakes and the government were helpless, setting off a bloody storm, how did you do this, what did you think at that time?" Jing Yuan turned his head and looked at him Murong Chen's eyes as if he wanted to find an answer.

"I didn't think much about it, I just promised someone else and did it, because being with someone I like is more important than this thing, and it's more worth it for me to do. I actually earned it. Murong Chen didn't evade, but replied very easily.

"Actually, how are you going to settle the three senior brothers now, isn't it more annoying to you?" Murong Chen asked rhetorically, he looked at Jingyuan with interest, expecting his answer.

"It's hard to say, it's not hard to say, it's just where my heart is going. Jingyuan raised his head and looked at the sky secretly, there were already some clouds in the sky, and it was going to rain.

"Yes, the heart decides which path you take, and it seems that you have an idea. Murong Chen didn't continue to ask him, but just summarized it easily.

"Maybe what we need is the same thing, I left you to sum up, you don't blame me. Jingyuan looked at the sky and said with a little guilt.

"If you don't leave me behind, I also want to find the cause of this incident and find the murderer who hurt my grandfather, but now we have an extra helper for each other, and there is no harm. Murong Chen smiled slightly, he stretched and twisted his neck, he was indeed very tired, he was busy all night yesterday.

"Now I suddenly feel that it is really tiring to stick to one thing sometimes, and it is better to do things with more friends. Jingyuan looked at Murong Chen and said with emotion.

"You'll see more people coming to help you, do you want to believe it?" Murong Chen said to him with a smile. The complexion is a little mysterious.

"Really, is there any reason?" Jing Yuan also smiled, he looked at Murong Chen and asked.

"Because evil doesn't prevail over good, it's as simple as that. Murong Chen said and walked towards the back mountain, he wanted to see his grandfather.

"Evil does not prevail over good, yes and yes. Jingyuan pondered this sentence carefully, nodded and agreed with him.

The right path in the world is the vicissitudes of life, and perhaps the right way is just a path that is slowly found in blood and tears.

A promise is a thousand gold, and a promise is also a rule in the hearts of good men on the rivers and lakes. The seven-day covenant is also a promise. (To be continued......)