Meet the moon again

When Zhong Jingxuan first received the news of Zhong Qing, he didn't show much surprise.Before he became suzerain, he had vaguely doubted Zhong Qing's identity, but he had no evidence, whether Liu Wengui was an ordinary swordsman or an incarnation of the predecessors had nothing to do with him, he turned a blind eye One eye is gone.Therefore, when the news of "Wuxia Jian is not dead, Liu Wengui is in love" came to Jianzong, he immediately breathed a sigh of relief and felt that it was so true.

But it's not the same for the disciples under Jianzong.

These days, they are discussing either "Who is Wuxiajian?" or "How powerful Wuxiajian is". There is also an article on Jianzong's forum called "One Sword of Light and Cold Fourteen States-On Zhongqing's Life" post was pinned to the top of the homepage for several days.The person who posted it was naturally a person who did not want to be named and carried a portrait of love all day long - no need now, because I am always in front of my eyes every day.

When the news came that Zhong Qing and Qi Lin were going to hold a covenant ceremony in Jianzong, the topics they talked about in private became "It is true that the Wuxia sword feeds the devil?" "Telling secrets" and other gossip, but this time, there was no popular science post on the front page of the forum -- Zhong Jingping was holding the invitation card in his hand and biting his silver teeth.

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After recovering from her injury, Zhong Qing continued to take over the position of the captain of the special dispatch team under Lin Xueshen's "excessive power". In September, Xiao Baihe returned to school, and Qi Lin happened to be on top of her outing mission, and followed Zhong Qing to deal with a few small things. case.During the period, the two of them took advantage of their spare time to run around a lot, and even went back to the former Wanren Mountain for a walk—it had been developed long ago and became a place for morning exercises for middle-aged and elderly people in that city.

Qi Lin watched his original thatched hut being converted into a pavilion, and the former "back garden" was bulldozed and planted with green bamboos. He wanted to think about how to get his own land back, but he fell in love with each other. With this kind of science popularization and the fact that they don't have that much money, they decisively choose to accept their fate.

Later, they went to the Qinhuai River and cooked a pot of porridge with the crowds at the entrance of the Confucius Temple.Qi Lin couldn't climb the tree, couldn't get on the roof, and couldn't recall the past between him and Zhong Qing, so he insisted on taking a night cruise on the Qinhuai River, which caused the two of them to queue for a long time before getting on the cruise ship, and the master couldn't help but miss the old days When spending money.

The days were long and ordinary, as if they hadn't been interrupted since that year of Jianzong.Those twists and turns, bitterness and hatred in the middle seemed to be buried in the back mountain of Wanyuan Castle, submerged in the spiritual spring of Fuxue Realm, they tacitly forgot those 500 years, and no one mentioned how easy it was for them .This is how a lover should get along. There is no such thing as who pays more and who endures more.

Now that they have identified each other, and since they have not let go on the long and rugged road, they should look at each other and walk on lingeringly.

The contract ceremony is scheduled for October.The maple leaf forest in Yancang Mountain is red like a raging fire, and spread out in a large area.The wind in the mountains brings a bit of coolness, especially in the early morning, when the smog all over the mountain is entangled in the cool wind, and the feeling of rubbing against the green trees is light and picturesque.

These few days they lived in Jianzong, Qi Lin almost ran up the mountain, and even pointed out a group of juniors who got up early to practice swords. After a few days, Zhong Jingxuan's ears were called up by all kinds of crying .This sue went to Zhongqing, thinking that the master would restrain himself the next day, but who would have thought that Zhongqing would come with Qi Lin the next day, and would even pick them up to the point where they would not live as well as Qi Lin Pointing that will.

The sword cultivators managed to make it to the day of the agreement, and they were all full of joy, thinking that they could finally send the two ancestors away.

As the hour approached, the disciples of Jianzong knocked on the door of the small courtyard.After all, Zhong Qing and Qi Lin are old people from a hundred years ago, and they are not used to wearing the fashionable styles of today, so they specially asked someone to customize the styles of 500 years ago.Qi Lin had been arguing with Zhong Qing for a long time because of who would cover his head, but for the sake of both parties' face, he chose to wear the same style of vintage clothes.

Qi Lin's long hair was simply tied up with a jade crown and hung behind him.He raised his eyebrows and looked at Zhong Qing who was wearing beside him, he lifted the jade belt on the table and took a step forward to wrap around his waist, and helped him buckle the jade belt up.

"It's a pity, your hair hasn't grown yet, otherwise..." He lifted up a small lock of broken hair that he loves, and twisted it around his fingers, "Otherwise, this appearance will make me hungry."

Jianzong's school uniform is pure white.It is also the white shirt that loves the past.Qi Lin has never seen Zhong Qing in red before, he was born white, and when he was set off by the bright red, all the unattainableness was completely melted away, and even his cold eyebrows felt a little more tender.The frost and snow melted for a while, and the spring scenery all over the mountain seemed to be unstoppable.

If the love at the first meeting was like this, maybe after a certain glimpse, Qi Lin would lose his mind a few times.

Zhong Qing smiled at him, didn't say anything, just obeyed his wishes, and transformed herself into a head of ink-splashed long hair.

Qi Lin's eyes lit up, and he immediately moved his fingers to tie Zhong Qing's hair. At the end, he rubbed his fingers on the back of the man's neck, ate some tofu, and said, "You really want to kill me."

Zhong Qing grabbed Qi Lin's rebellious hand and straightened his wrinkled sleeves.

"Hold it." Zhong Qing said.

Qi Lin pretended to be wronged: "The official is so cruel, I will get married today, but you want me to stay alone in the empty room..."

Qi Lin always looks like this, he speaks more frequently than anyone else, and his hands move like a veteran.However, the nature of cats is here. Whenever he sees the real chapter on the bed, he can't stand the love, and he has to grab the person's arm and make a muffled sound of rejection, which is very interesting.

Unexpectedly falling in love with him but unwilling to expose him, the master became more and more lawless.

The sun shines in the courtyard, spreading a layer of golden light.The green bamboo in the courtyard swayed in the wind, and the shadows of the bamboo were reflected mottledly on the bluestone board, and the leaked light spots were like stars.

Counting the time, Zhong Qing felt that it was about the same time, so he and Qi Lin left the hospital one after the other, and walked along the corridor of Jianzong to the valley outside the Jianzhong.

There is sparkling light on the water, mist is dense between the mountain walls, and there are occasional buzzing ethereal chirping sounds.

The disciples of Jianzong stood on both sides, and the leading disciple held a copper plate with three red candles on each plate.Zhong Qing took the burning wooden sticks from a disciple, and lit the three red candles one by one. Qi Lin tapped his fingertips, and the black thread quickly pulled a little spark, which landed on the other red candles.The two disciples backed away slowly holding the red candles, Zhong Jingxuan stood at the edge, and bowed to Zhong and Qi.

He turned around, and the jade pendant around his waist fell on a half-person-high stone pillar on the bank.The sound of iron chain friction and gear rotation passing by everyone's ears.

The surface of the water swayed into ripples, and the waves roared and roared.Zhong Qing and Qi Lin looked at each other, held his hand, and said softly, "Let's go."

The red robes are intertwined, which is particularly eye-catching in the green mountains and green waters.The hunting mountain wind bulged their sleeves and hem, like butterflies with wings spread.

The waves in front receded, and a small square stone platform was exposed in the water. The two of them stepped on the stone platform. At some time, the forest birds sang in unison, and the clear and crisp sounds became a beautiful song, which echoed in the mountains and forests. .

The second square stone platform rose, and at this moment all the birdsong turned into the sound of copper bells, one after another, hitting the stone platform as if the waves could not stop.

These stone platforms can only be raised at such times.If the monks of Jianzong want to form a road with others, they must go to the sword mound. Let Wanqian Lingjian be a witness for them, which can be regarded as a warning to the two.

The stone platforms under the feet gradually emerged from the water, extending all the way into the valley.Qi Lin did not open his mouth for a rare moment, and stared at the road ahead.

Their palms were moist, and their fingers were subconsciously stroking each other's arms.This road is slower and longer than ever before.Qi Lin even felt that his back was soaked in cold sweat, and it was cold against his flesh.

The dense fog in front of him gradually dissipated, and a stone monument stood in front of him.Qi Lin recalled the day when he and Liu Wengui came together, and he was leaning against this stele helplessly. Now that he revisits the old place, everything is completely different.

Thousands of spiritual swords made a lingling sound, and the cold iron clanked, as if they were about to break through the sky.The pure spiritual power hit Qi Lin's body, but he didn't feel any discomfort. This spiritual power was gentle, like an elder caressing a younger generation.

Qi Lin doesn't know if there are the swords of those elders here, or if there is the sword of the master of Jianzong. If they see him "entering the hall" like this, will he throw himself out directly?

Thinking of this, he almost laughed at himself.

Zhong Qing let go of the hand holding him.A small blade inlaid with white jade fell from his sleeve, and he withdrew the sheath, and the sharp blade cut a short red mark on his palm, and his love squeezed blood, dripping on a disc protruding from the stone tablet superior.

Qi Lin imitated his movements and also dripped his own blood on the veins.The blood merged, covering this small pattern.

"Disciple loves you, and I wish to become a Taoist couple with Qi Lin under the witness of the ancestors of the Sword Sect. From then on, the mountains and rivers will be far away, and we will never lose each other." His voice is like a mountain spring after the snow has disappeared. It is clear and cold, but it is called Qi Lin. Extraordinarily disturbed.

He stared at Zhong Qing's side face, and the corners of his mouth pulled out a brilliant arc.

"I, Qi Lin, bluntly... abducted this junior from all of you."

Blood melted into the stele, and Leng Tie shuddered.A nameless gust of wind blew up in the sword mound, lingering around them.

Suddenly, like a spring breeze overnight.Warmth wrapped around his wrists and neck, gently stroking his ears, it seemed like a silent muttering, a wordless acknowledgment.

Qi Lin smiled and said: "500 years, I still entered your Jianzong's door."