Crossing the Sword

Ding Xiang hesitated to speak, and said with a sad face: "It's just my own miserable life, so Mr. Ye, please don't worry about it." In the eyes of their family, no matter how powerful Ye Shisan is, they can't afford to offend him.

Ye Shisan knew that it would be difficult to ask anything else, so he smiled calmly and said, "I am sorry for being presumptuous, please don't take it as an offense, Miss Ding."

Ding Xiang forced a smile and said, "Young Master, just call me Ding Xiang. The music I played just now was too sad and made you sad too. I feel really bad about it. If Young Master Ye doesn't mind, would you like to hear Ding Xiang play another cheerful song?"

Ye Shisan shook his head when he heard that. Seeing Ding Xiang's slight disappointment, he smiled and consoled her: "Since you are depressed, why do you need to put on a smile? That will only make you more miserable. Ding Xiang, why don't you vent all the pain in your heart through this zither? I am willing to be a qualified listener."

Ding Xiang's face suddenly turned red, and she thought, "How can Mr. Zhang be so considerate? But he is definitely not an ordinary person, how can I be worthy of him? He cares about me so much, it's nothing more than sympathy. What's more, after getting rid of the monster, I'm afraid we will never meet again, alas..."

But when Ye Shisan saw her charming girlish appearance at this moment, his heart was moved, and he actually had a very subtle feeling. He had had this feeling before when he met Jingwei, but he knew that Jingwei was a princess and would eventually die in the sea, so he had been subconsciously resisting this feeling.

It's not like he hadn't thought about changing history, but apart from the stories of Jingwei filling the sea and Huangdi fighting Chiyou, he didn't even have a basic understanding of this period of ancient history. How could he change it? Moreover, everything he saw was completely different from what was written in history.

But Dingxiang is different. She is ordinary, yet so outstanding. I say she is ordinary because I have never heard of her story. At least she is not among the few ancient figures I know. But her piano music is so beautiful that it can move my heart that has been closed for many years!

But I must go back, eh...

Ding Xiang's piano music sounded again, and this time it was even more sad than before. Just now she was just feeling sorry for herself, so she was somewhat reserved. But now she had someone to confide in, and although she couldn't tell him the truth in order not to implicate him, she would naturally have no scruples if she expressed it through the piano music.

Ye Shisan also withdrew his thoughts and listened quietly.

The melody was very sad at first, which reminded Ye Shisan of his loneliness in childhood. Then the style of the melody changed, revealing a strong sense of homesickness.

It is hard to leave one's hometown! Even lilac is like this, let alone an old man like Ding Yuan? After all, returning to one's roots is a sentiment deeply hidden in the hearts of every Chinese, and the ancients were no exception. From the sound of the zither, we can hear that they were forced to escape to other places, which was a great helplessness and reluctance.

At this moment, Ye Shisan secretly made a decision that no matter who the other party was, he must protect Ding Xiang and not let her suffer even the slightest harm!

Even if the opponent is one of the five heavenly gods or six kings, it is absolutely impossible!

As he listened to the piano, he also thought about the modern world he lived in, his kind but strict master, the familiar Internet, and the world he had never liked...

The more I listen, the sadder I feel, the more I miss you, and the more I listen, the more depressed I feel!

vent!

That's right, he wanted to vent! He also wanted to vent out everything that was suppressed in his heart!

But how should I vent my anger? Dingxiang can play the piano, but should I just yell?

No! Of course not, Ye Shisan also has his own way of venting, which is - sword!

The Imperial Sword came out of its sheath and appeared in Zhang Tianya's hand like magic. He took a step forward and came to the center of the vegetable garden, swinging it with abandon. Every strike of the sword was made with all his strength, as if he wanted to use the Imperial Sword to drive out all the unhappy things.

But the sword was so smooth and natural that there was no gap between the two swords. This was against the common sense of martial arts, but Ye Shisan did it. He finally did it when he was extremely depressed and depressed!

The sword energy was one after another, continuous, as if it would never end. In a moment, Ye Shisan's figure could no longer be seen in the sword shadows in the sky. The sword energy crisscrossed and slowly spread across the entire vegetable circle.

Just like the last line of Li Yu, the last emperor of the Tang Dynasty, in "Yu Meiren": How much sorrow can one have? It is like a river of spring water flowing eastward!

The past is like a dream and smoke. Everyone has many memories, some painful, some sweet, some warm and some regretful. But in the busy life, the memories of the past will become very faint, but some will never be forgotten! And like Ye Shisan, the sound of the piano evokes endless memories, but all the memories have gone far away from him. In another world, all he can do is vent, vent out everything that is suppressed in his heart!

As he swung his sword with ecstasy, a ray of sunlight shone on his face, waking him up, followed by a strong feeling of exhaustion.

He knelt on one leg, supported his body with the imperial sword, and gasped for air. There was very little Qi left in his body. He had been dancing with the sword for a whole night, and each sword was fired with full force. Even if his internal energy was strong, how could he withstand such consumption?

Looking around again, the vegetable garden was already infested with wolves. Almost all the soil in the garden had been turned over by his sword energy. Looking around, he couldn't find a single intact vegetable leaf!

Ding Xiang had already stopped and was staring at him blankly. Even Ding Yuan and Ding Feng had become onlookers. The three of them looked at Ye Shisan with different eyes.

Ding Yuan's eyes were complicated and surprised. He didn't expect that Ye Shisan was not only a master of magic, but also had amazing martial arts skills.

Ding Xiang looked confused, as if thinking: "How many unhappy pasts does Mr. Ye have that he has to vent himself like this?"

The most interesting one is Ding Feng. One can almost see twinkling stars in his eyes and his face is full of admiration, which makes Ye Shisan think of the most ardent star-chasers in modern times.

Putting away the imperial sword, Ye Shisan said to them apologetically, "When I heard Ding Xiang's piano last night, I couldn't help but think of many past events. I was inspired to practice swordplay, which caused you to have no fresh vegetables to eat in the future. But for this, I can only say sorry. As for the loss, I will be responsible for compensation."

Before Ding Xiang and Ding Yuan could say anything, Ding Feng knelt down with a plop and said, "Brother Ye is so powerful. Please accept me as your disciple. I will practice hard and carry forward Brother Ye's martial arts!"

When Ding Yuan heard this, he immediately stopped him and said, "Xiao Feng, don't mess around! Master Ye is very busy, how can he have the time to teach you?" But his expectant eyes revealed his true thoughts. After all, he is also a father, how can he not want his son to become a successful person?

Ye Shisan smiled and said, "It's okay, but I'm not much older than Xiaofeng, so it's not appropriate for me to be your master. Why don't you just call me Brother Ye?" He agreed to Ding Feng's request, paused, and said with a serious face, "But my magic can't be passed on to others for the time being, and there is one move in my kung fu that I can't teach you. Also, after learning martial arts from me, you have to learn to abide by my rules. Can you do it?"