Zhen Guojiang

As soon as his master Wen Tuo appeared, Xiao Xizhen felt that it was no wonder that this man could become Xiao Xu's master. Although this man's complexion was gloomy and he was not very strong, but he had a charming aura, and his eyes were like eagles. , Those who are targeted by him must not be able to escape his claws.

When Wen Tuo saw Xi Zhen, his gloomy face seemed to be happy, and his tone was a little gentle: "Little friend, what's your name, how old are you, and where is your teacher?"

Xiao Xizhen replied obediently: "My name is Xizhen, I am ten years old, and my sect is Jinglanmen." [Note]

Wen Tuo was taken aback for a moment, and his expression suddenly became tangled, and Xiao Xi really worried: "What's the matter?"

He walked back and forth, and finally sighed: "Your sect was slaughtered by a lunatic. It should be that no one survived except you, and many people died in the small town under the sect mountain."

Xiao Xizhen burst into tears and said, "You are joking, my parents will not die."

When Xiao Xu heard this, his expression was heavy, and he said to his master: "You can't talk nonsense."

Wen Tuo sighed: "The news has spread all over the world, not only the Jinglan Sect, but also other small sects have been slaughtered. That person has been arrested now. It is said that he is the master of the Canghuang Sect. The disciple was insane, used killing to enter the sword, sharpened the knife with blood, now he was beheaded by his master on the Qingming Cliff, his bones fell down the cliff, someone went to search, and saw the body was broken in two."

Xiao Xizhen cried hoarsely, Wen Tuo was afraid that he would get angry, so he touched his sleeping point, Xiao Xizhen fell into Wen Tuo's arms, at this time Xiao Xu was angry, and reprimanded: "The ancestors were kind to the people in the martial arts back then. After the martial arts, let them fend for themselves, but now, one person has become a mad dog, and the people in the martial arts have saved as many people as this person has killed, and this matter is by no means simple. They didn't kill randomly, but just picked a few small sects."

Wen Tuo knelt in front of Xiaoxu: "My lord, calm down, I don't know what you want to do."

Xiaoxu looked at Xiao Xizhen, his expression was silent, and he said: "What can I do at this age, I can participate in this matter thanks to your help, I am still too weak now, send this child back, try your best. Help him, I'm going back too."

With the help of this man, Xiao Xizhen went back. On the way, he was pale, but kept silent. Wen Tuo sighed very much, and finally sent him back to the town. He went down the mountain, left a letter on the mountain, and said he would come back in a few days, but now he came back, but no one was waiting for him, he was walking in the town, and suddenly found that the peddler who gave him the sword spike was gone, and it was replaced by someone else. Xiao Xizhen ran over and asked where the peddler was.

The owner of the stall sighed and said: "A while ago there was a murderer here, and many people died, and the peddler died too, it's just god damn, that man still has a son and wife, who knows how he will live in the future , Fortunately, the murderer is dead."

Xiao Xizhen felt sad, speechless, he went back silently, he looked at the trees on the mountain, it seemed to be covered with blood, he walked the stone steps, it was obviously a short stone step, but now he couldn't walk Kicking his legs, he opened the door, and there was no one there. Wen Tuo said: "The people from the government buried the dead here in the backyard, and they have already cleaned up this place. You can go and have a look."

Xiao Xizhen's eyes were a little empty, he said: "Thank you." He walked forward step by step, he saw that there was no one around, obviously everyone was practicing martial arts before, and there was no one here, why did he see this time? No one was so afraid. He passed the main hall, and he saw that the blood inside had been cleared, but the wooden boards were full of knife marks and ax marks, proclaiming the fierceness of the battle here.

He walked to the backyard. He obviously came here often at the time, but now he dared not go in. He forced himself and finally went in. Seeing that the garden-like backyard was full of graves, he searched for them one by one. He wanted to find the names of his parents. , but from the first one he looked at, those names were all the names of his senior brothers and sisters. He thought of the new clothes those people sewed for him, the candies they brought him, taught him how to read and learn swordsmanship, and he never kept them. The tears finally fell down.

At the end he saw the grave of his parents, and the policeman at the foot of the mountain got to know his parents quickly, and buried them together. After all, he knelt down fiercely, with a thousand words in his heart, but he couldn't say a word.

He knelt here for three days, and Wen Tuo stayed with him for three days. Finally, he said, "You are considered homeless now. Where are you going?"

Xiao Xizhen's voice was already hoarse: "I'll just fend for myself."

Wen Tuo sighed: "You are a good seedling, I really don't want to see the bright pearl covered in dust, I have a senior brother who is in Misty Temple, he always likes children with good bones, you may not be able to live well there, but you will never waste it." Your talent."

Xiao Xizhen said: "Don't dare to forget the great kindness and virtue."

Wen Tuo said, "I want to thank Xiao Xu, this is his entrustment."

Xiao Xizhen took out the Jiansui that the peddler gave him, and said: "Give this to Xiao Xu, I owe him this, if I go out in the rivers and lakes in the future, I will definitely fulfill this Jiansui's entrustment."

Wen Tuo's eyes were strange, but he still said: "This matter of yours is just a matter of convenience for me and Xiao Xu, but once this matter is agreed, I am afraid that it will be a shackle in the future."

Xiao Xi said: "It is a small thing for you, but it has changed my life for me. I will repay my kindness."

Wen Tuo's words carried weight: "I will pass it on, I hope you will not regret it in the future."

Xiao Xizhen said: "I will never regret it."

Afterwards Wen Tuo called him to Misty Temple, during which time Wen Tuo gave him some pointers, he went to Misty Temple and defeated all the insiders, his master taught him new martial arts, he went to the back mountain to practice martial arts every day, and he didn't have any problems at all. He didn't dare to stop, he was afraid that when he was free, he would find the loneliness in the mountains, which would make him unable to escape the pain of blood staining the master's door.

A few years later, he was living in a bamboo hut, when he heard a broken noise, he hurried out and found a man wearing a blue gown with bamboo leaves embroidered on the cuffs. The calligraphy and painting with splashed ink, but there is a tear mole in the corner of the eye, which attracts attention.

He took out his long sword and made a gesture. Seeing that he had no murderous intent, Xi Zhen thought it might be a guest invited by the master to discuss. After all, this kind of thing had happened before, and the two of them made dozens of gestures.It had been a long time since Xi Zhen met someone who could take over his sword moves like this. He became more courageous and more aggressive as he fought.

The man was still able to take over his moves, and in the end he disassembled about hundreds of moves, and finally finished, both of them fell to the ground exhausted, Xi Zhen was refreshed, and he said: "Who are you?"

The voice was a little gentle: "You don't even remember me, so sad."

After saying that, the man took the things off his face, Xi Zhen was surprised: "Xiao Xu."

Xiaoxu said: "I have nothing to do, let's see you."

Xi Zhen was surprised: "Didn't you say that the martial arts conference is about to be held? You are the son of the leader, why don't you go to participate?"

Xiao Xu's expression was silent for a moment, then he turned his head, with complicated eyes, and said in a low voice: So it was really destined by heaven.

Although Xi Zhen heard it, he didn't understand what it meant, so he asked, "Are you okay?"

Xiaoxu got up, put away Jiansui, and said: "Xiaoxu is my baby name, no one has ever called it except you, from now on you can call me Cheng Mingyi wherever there are people, you can also call me by my nickname in private."

Xi was really happy and said, "Of course."

Cheng Mingyi looked at the blue sky and said, "If I remember correctly, you are the same age as me, you should be sixteen now."

Xi Zhen was surprised: "What a coincidence."

Cheng Mingyi asked: "Your master said that if you can make a hundred moves with me, you can go out of the rivers and lakes. I think the two of us can make a breakthrough together. After all, I will also retreat to learn martial arts after I go back."

Xi Zhen thought for a while: "Okay."

Cheng Mingyi saw Xizhen agreeing to him, smiled brightly, and said: "It's great, I'm really happy that such a handsome man can accompany me."

Xi Zhen laughed: "Stop teasing me."

Cheng Mingyi looked at him seriously: "I didn't realize it when I was a child, but now you have been polished on the mountain, and you are more gentle and gentle, and you are more like a good son than those children from aristocratic families."

Seeing Cheng Mingyi looking at him seriously, Xi Zhen said with tears in the corners of his eyes, he wondered, "You didn't seem to have any moles in your eyes before."

Cheng Mingyi stood up suddenly, her voice was a little low: "It was there before that, but I can't tell, it grew up with others."

Xi Zhen didn't have any moles of tears, so he said in surprise, "It's okay."

Cheng Mingyi laughed: "What is this? Before I met you, I didn't know that Misty Temple could raise a good son."

Xizhen got up and spread his hands: "I'm not the real son, I'm just a rootless grass in the rivers and lakes. Fortunately, the master adopted me. The old man said that I can go down the mountain with you, but I want to compete with the people in the master's school. Before, the master They always say how good they are, and I want to challenge them.”

Cheng Mingyi replied good, but he turned around and said, "I'll wait for you at the foot of the mountain."

Xi Zhen was curious: "Why don't you go and have a look?"

Cheng Mingyi: "I'd better give those people some face. I don't want to know what will happen to me if they are seen losing."

Xi Zhen laughed: "How can I be so good, besides, I have fought with you, and I have exhausted a lot of physical strength. Even if I can win, you will be fine. You and I have a tie, and they can't fight. your."

Cheng Mingyi waited for him from the inn, and only waited until the next morning. When he came down from the inn in the morning, he saw Xizhen. Xizhen smiled at him. Cheng Mingyi found that what he said yesterday was correct. Dressed in white clothes, the rising sun behind him took advantage of his blush. Cheng Mingyi thought of the determination of that young man six years ago, and looked at the gentleness in his bones now. Suddenly his heart moved, and he asked softly, "The sparring is over."

Xi Zhen replied to him: "The seniors on the mountain let me down, so I came down."

Cheng Mingyi thought: Those people said they were releasing water, but who would actually release water.

Cheng Mingyi looked into the distance, and said, "It's the first dawn, it's time to go out."

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Note: Meng Jiao's "Farewell to Cui Chunliang": A broken mirror does not change the light, and the death of the orchid does not change the fragrance. : Jinglan is taken from the first two words