Fengyunyi

Yes, and portrayed in the Chamber of Secrets. "Yun Cong also spoke up, "It's probably a unique martial arts cheat book, Fengfeng, what do you say. "

At this moment, Qin Feng's heart was in a mess. If the sword manual kept by Yaowangchi in his family was really the Lin family's martial arts secret book, why would his father say that it was a gift from an expert...

"Fengfeng?" Yun Cong called out.

"En." Qin Feng nodded dully, and tried to talk calmly, "It should be the Lin family's sword manual." After saying that, he lowered his head guiltyly and searched casually on the stone table.

Jiang Jingshu has been looking at Qin Feng motionlessly, watching his every expression, while Luo Yiyun glanced at each other, calmly pretending to continue searching for clues.

"Fengfeng, have you found any useful clues?" Yun Cong asked intentionally or unintentionally.

"No...huh?" Qin Feng casually flipped open a yellowed and old scroll, and looked at the woman in the painting in surprise, which was exactly the same as the portrait of the woman he saw in the backyard room of Shilanguan that day.

"What's the matter?" Yun Cong came over, looked at the woman in the painting carefully and asked, "Who do you think this woman is?"

"I don't know." Luo Yi shook his head, "After all, we are people from 20 years ago. We are juniors, so it's normal not to recognize them."

"She is Long Guyue..." Qin Feng said aloud.

"Hey, how do you know?" Yun Cong was puzzled.

And Jiang Jingshu frowned slightly, as if something was out of control.

Qin Feng smiled and said: "Last month, I saw a portrait of her in a room that had been dusty for 20 years in the backyard of Shilan Temple. Under the portrait was written 'Beloved Wife Longshi Lonely Moon'"

"Long Guyue is Lin Tingzhi's wife." Jiang Jingshu said calmly.

"It turned out to be Senior Lin's wife." Qin Feng looked thoughtfully at Jiang Jingshu and suddenly asked, "Xiao Shu, does Senior Lin have any children?"

"Have."

"What's your name?" Qin Feng asked nervously.

"I heard what Master Yu said." Jiang Jingshu described it calmly, as if he was talking about something that had nothing to do with him, "Senior Lin had an adopted son called Lin Zicheng, who was weak and sick since he was a child, so Senior Lin sent him to Xuanji Villa to practice. It's unclear if he's still alive."

"Zicheng..." Qin Feng thought deeply, and muttered to himself, "I thought he was also called Zixu."

Jiang Jingshu shuddered, his eyes couldn't hide his surprise, he frowned and asked, "Why do you think so?"

"Zicheng, Zixu." Luo Yi laughed out loud, and patted Qin Feng's shoulder, "It's quite similar to your watch."

Qin Feng smiled unnaturally, remembering that day in addition to the picture scroll, there was also the small bracelet engraved with the word "Zixu". He was full of doubts, and he said: "That day I not only saw Mrs. Lin in Shilan Temple I also accidentally picked up a small bracelet, the kind that newborns wear on their wrists, with the word 'Zixu' engraved on it. Just now I thought Senior Lin's adopted son was also called Zixu, but I didn't expect Call Zicheng."

"En." Jiang Jingshu calmed down.

"Fengfeng, look at the silver hairpin in this woman's hair." Yun Cong pointed to the scroll in surprise, "It looks the same as the silver hairpin your mother left you."

"Yeah." Qin Feng nodded, "It's almost the same, but compared to the one in the painting, the silver hairpin my mother left me has less steps."

"But there's no need to make a fuss. Women's hair accessories are as numerous as a cow's hair, and it's not surprising that they are similar," Luo Yi said.

"Hey, don't you think Fengfeng looks quite like the woman in this portrait?" Yun Cong said suddenly as if joking, and he raised his hand to cover Qin Feng's nose and mouth, "Look, these eyebrows and eyes look so similar .”

"Don't tell me, it's really similar." Luo Yi looked at Qin Feng and then at the woman in the painting, and laughed, "Xiaofeng, maybe this Mrs. Lin is your mother's lost sister."

"Your uncle." Qin Feng angrily pushed Yuncong's hand away, "Don't make fun of my mother."

"Okay, okay, no kidding." Yun Cong shrugged and said indifferently.

"There's nothing to see, let's go out." Qin Feng was full of confusion, said something hurriedly as if evading, then hugged Jiang Jingshu into his arms, flew out of the secret room, and returned to the ground.

After Luo Yi and Yun Cong followed up, they saw that Qin Feng had led Jiang Jingshu out of the study.

"Fengfeng, don't you want to check?" Yun Cong called out.

"Let's check it tomorrow." Qin Feng turned his head and waved to Yuncong with a smile. He seemed to have recovered a lot, "I'm so hungry, how about we go to Congxianglou for a meal?"

"Okay, whatever you want." Yun Cong was also happy.

"It doesn't matter, anyway, if you have to check with the head of the house, let's just listen to the good news." Luo Yi smiled brightly, and hit it off with Qin Feng. "I heard that Congxianglou has a new dish. Let's go and try it."

"Okay!" Qin Feng was happy, turned around and kissed Jiang Jingshu's cheek, "If you are tired, let's go eat."

"Eat as much as you want, kiss what you want." Jiang Jingshu glanced at Qin Feng.

"I'll just kiss you, are you biting me?" Qin Feng laughed like a hooligan, hugged Jiang Jingshu in his arms and kissed randomly.

Jiang Jingshu didn't have the strength to resist Qin Feng's brute force, so he could only turn his face sideways, and helplessly wiped the water stains on his face with his sleeves: "Don't do it, it's all saliva."

"Okay, okay, let's get on the horse~" Qin Feng immediately became gentle and affectionate, and picked up Jiang Jingshu by the waist, and the two of them landed firmly on the horse's back.

"Fengfeng, let's go~ slowly." Yun Cong galloped away chicly, not forgetting to provoke Qin Feng when passing by.

"Xiaofeng, hurry up and follow." Luo Yi also waved his whip to follow.

"You are blatantly bullying me to ride with Xiaoshu!" Qin Feng yelled aggrievedly, hugging Jiang Jingshu tightly and waving his whip as he galloped away.

The horse galloped, kicking up the broken snow all the way, and the four of them left. Lin's house was still peacefully waiting for the end of the past in the snow.

【Jiangyuan·Liuyue Xiaozhu】

The Liuyue Xiaozhu under the moon is beautiful and poetic, but when Jiang Jingshu walked into the Xiaozhu, he felt that the atmosphere was not right. Seeing Jiang Litong sitting in front of him, his face darkened, and even his breathing became a little trembling.

"Kneel down." Jiang Litong said sternly.

Jiang Jingshu pursed his lips, calmly supported his robe and knelt down, probably knowing what was going on in his heart.

"Qingmo, you really didn't take what I told you to heart?" Jiang Litong said coldly.

"Qingmo thinks that he has done everything that his foster father has told him with all his heart." Jiang Jingshu said calmly.

"What about Qin Zixu?"

Jiang Jingshu trembled all over, he lowered his head, his sad and helpless expression was submerged in the darkness: "Please forgive Qingmo."

"Jiang Qingmo!" Jiang Litong was so angry that he stood up, "The adoptive father is not heartless, the adoptive father is really for your own good, you should know..."

"I know." Jiang Jingshu knelt down and lowered his head, his thin voice trembled, his thin body seemed to be blown down by a stronger wind, and the sorrow all over his body made people feel sorry for him.

"Then you still plunge in! You will be the one who will suffer then!" Jiang Litong said bitterly, seeing Jiang Jingshu's body crumbling, he couldn't bear it, and quickly helped him up.

"Father... Qingmo knows that he wants to avenge the Lin family in his life, but he also wants to have a little selfishness." Jiang Jingshu looked at Jiang Litong sadly, begging like never before.

"If you love deeply, but one day he treats you like an enemy, how will you bear it?" Jiang Litong said distressedly.

"In this way, I will disappear." Jiang Jingshu smiled weakly, as if he already had a plan in his heart.

"What nonsense are you talking about! What disappears and doesn't disappear!" Jiang Litong stared at Jiang Jingshu.

"It's nothing." Jiang Jingshu shook his head and looked at Jiang Litong sincerely, "Father, I will definitely do what I have to do. As for me and Zixu, I have my own discretion. Please don't interfere with father."

"I still say that, get out as soon as possible." Jiang Litong sighed and nodded.

"Yes." Jiang Jingshu lowered his head and clenched his fist tightly.

"Let's go, your mother is in a hurry."

"it is good."

Inside the secret room.

Jiang Jingshu handed the Taichu Sword to the woman in the wheelchair: "Mother, this is the Taichu Sword."

The woman looked at Jiang Jingshu in disbelief, took the Taichu Sword with trembling hands, and drew the sword out of its sheath in an instant, the sword light was clear, she hugged the sword tightly in her arms emotionally, as if it was a lost treasure: " The Sword of Absolute Beginning...Yu Bin is willing to give it to you?"

"Master Yu gave him to Zixu," Jiang Jingshu said.

"Okay, okay..." The woman nodded, gently stroking the sword in her bosom, "Let him learn the sword manual in the future, and use this Absolute Beginning sword."

"Mother, Zixu has already been to the secret room of the Lin mansion." Jiang Jingshu continued.

"Let him go to Shilan to watch tomorrow." The woman in the wheelchair nodded with satisfaction, and she pushed the wheelchair aside and put the Absolute Beginning Sword on the table.

Jiang Jingshu's fingertips trembled slightly, his face turned pale, and he said in disbelief, "Mother decided to tell him tomorrow? Didn't I say winter..."

"I can't wait to see Zixu, why, isn't the matter settled?" The woman's face turned stern, and she looked at Jiang Jingshu.

"Will it be too early..." Jiang Jingshu lowered his head and said calmly, but his heart was already as dead as ashes, and it turned out that there was no chance for him to breathe.

"It's getting late." The woman laughed, with a stiff but ferocious expression on her face, "For revenge, I, Long Guyue, gave my own son to the enemy to be his son for 20 years. You know, I think about my son every night. Xu! That's me and Ting Zhi's child! Not his Qin Zhi's child!!"

Jiang Litong, who had been sitting by the side, looked at Jiang Jingshu, and coughed softly: "Ahem... Tomorrow, my teacher, your wife, and your mother will all be watching in Shilan. You don't need to say anything, just take Qin Feng with you. go."

"Okay." Jiang Jingshu nodded with difficulty, his face pale beyond recognition.

"Luo Xiao has already taken care of it." Jiang Litong said, "With Luo Xiao responding, it's a bit safer."

"I have my own measure." Long Guyue pushed the wheelchair into the stone room with a gloomy expression.

With a bang, the door of the stone chamber was closed tightly.

Jiang Jingshu lowered his head, quietly tidying up the bowls and chopsticks, while Jiang Litong looked at Jiang Jingshu like this, sighed softly, and said meaningfully: "Qingmo, I don't have any more time for you, do you understand?"

Jiang Jingshu stopped what he was doing and looked at Jiang Litong unnaturally.

"Although there is no malice, you have lied to him for more than ten years after all, so don't be persistent." Jiang Litong persuaded earnestly, "Let go as soon as possible, and you can get along with him peacefully in the future."

Enduring the piercing pain, Jiang Jingshu gave a calm and natural smile: "I know what to do, don't worry, foster father."

Jiang Litong shook his head helplessly: "You are Tingzhi's adopted son, and you can also be regarded as Zixu's elder brother..."

"I don't want to be his brother."

【Jiangyuan·Xining Pavilion】

There is no moon tonight, so don't talk lightly about the moon.

Jiang Jingshu in a light blue cloak walked among the snowy plums, his ink-like black hair draped casually, his handsome face was so pale that there was no blood at all, his eyes were as dead ashes without the slightest expression, as if before the end of the world last struggle.

Desperately, he came under a blooming snow plum tree, knelt and sat on the snow ground exhaustedly, the rustling snow fell into his hair, but he was so numb that he couldn't feel a trace of coldness, and his empty eyes gradually turned red and pale. wet...

"I'm sorry..." Jiang Jingshu choked up a low sob, and the hand holding the small wooden box was so hard that it turned white, so many years of sadness and sorrow were out of control.

In the end, he buried the small wooden box containing his and Qin Feng's hair under the plum tree and buried it with his own hands.

Under the plum tree, may you and I live forever.

"Xiao Shu!"

Qin Feng flew over with a lantern, and directly hugged Jiang Jingshu from the icy snow, but his words were full of distress: "How can you sit in the snow! Make me angry Die!"

"I slipped just now, it's too cold to get up." Jiang Jingshu lowered his head.

"How old is he, he can still wrestle!" Qin Feng looked at Jiang Jingshu in disbelief.

"Can't you?" Jiang Jingshu smiled lightly, held Qin Feng's face and gave him a kiss, as if returning to the time when their tenderness was like water.

Qin Feng was stunned for a moment, and then smiled softly: "Okay, I'll forgive you, and I won't allow you to come out and walk around in heavy snow, especially when I'm not around."

"It's impossible for you to stay with me all the time." Jiang Jingshu leaned on Qin Feng's shoulder nostalgicly.

Qin Feng glared at Jiang Jingshu angrily: "You're talking nonsense again, I said I will always be with you, although I can't move to Jiangyuan to live with you, but I will do my best to accompany you every day looking at you."

Jiang Jingshu smiled and stopped talking.

"Xiao Shu, you are acting weird tonight." Qin Feng looked at Jiang Jingshu suspiciously.

"How can it be normal?" Jiang Jingshu smiled softly, and when he finished speaking, he put his arms around Qin Feng's neck, kissed Qin Feng's lips affectionately, and warmly invited a sweet kiss.

Although Qin Feng was surprised by Jiang Jingshu's initiative tonight, he didn't think too much about it. He hugged Jiang Jingshu back to the room and kissed back tenderly.

The white snow is vast, and there are footprints all the way.

In the vast universe, fluffy snowflakes fluttering to meet the smog after the rain, quiet and peaceful, can not bear to be disturbed.

In the gorgeous room, light yellow or plain white veils fall layer by layer, accompanied by silk forged clothes fluttering and falling, slightly shaking floating shadows.

Burning incense in the stove, the scent of cinnamon diffuses in the air leisurely along with the green smoke, making people feel comfortable with some unknown warm colors and ambiguous, three thousand green silk spread out like clear spring water, hanging down on the soft carpet, candle shadows flicker , Reflecting the snow-white skin is alluring, in the dark and warm room there is only the sound of breathing mixed with the lingering love.

The lingering became deeper and deeper, causing Jiang Jingshu to moan hoarsely as he leaned against the book table weakly, and looked at Qin Feng complainingly with soft and watery eyes, but was so charming to the bone.

Qin Feng took a breath, couldn't help but suddenly pressed Jiang Jingshu onto the desk, squeezed the opponent's slender waist with both hands, and his stiff penis broke through the obstruction of the intestinal wall and directly penetrated deep into the mysterious body. One point, hard against the fragrant beauty point.

"Um, ah, Zixu..."

The intensified pleasure made Jiang Jingshu raise his head and scream and moan in comfort. He hugged Qin Feng's neck tightly, and his slender legs were stimulated to curl up. Bloom reserved.

After the ecstasy climax passed, Qin Feng lovingly kissed Jiang Jingshu's flushed cheeks, and gently hugged the limp and weak man from the desk back to his arms, caressing the straight and smooth back with his warm palms Help Shunqi.

"I still want..." Jiang Jingshu's face turned pale, and he murmured weakly in Qin Feng's arms, his white and tender legs gently rubbing against Qin Feng's waist.

"Fool, I'm so tired, how can I do it?" Qin Feng looked at Jiang Jingshu with a funny face.

Jiang Jingshu shook his head stubbornly, gasped and said softly, "I took some medicine..."

"Nonsense, how can you use medicine?!" Qin Feng's face darkened, feeling distressed.

"I'm not in good health...but I want to spend more time with you..." Jiang Jingshu said sadly in Qin Feng's arms.

"Fool, I will always love you, and we will always be together, there is plenty of time." Qin Feng hugged Jiang Jingshu's thin body distressedly, kissed the other's brow to comfort him, "Don't take that kind of medicine in the future ,not good for health."

Jiang Jingshu nodded slightly, but the strength of the medicine made his lower body wet and uncomfortable, he reminded with a blushing face, "Zixu..."

"Okay, okay, I'll do it." Qin Feng looked at the person in his arms affectionately, carefully pressed Jiang Jingshu under his body, and almost gently caressed the weak and thin body in his arms.

"Yeah Zixu..." Jiang Jingshu hugged Qin Feng's neck and cried softly, his beautiful eyes were misty, his soft moan gradually interspersed with sobs, and tears rolled down his wet and flushed face , wet the hair on the temples, until finally lying on Qin Feng's shoulder and weeping bitterly.

"Fool, want to do it but cry." Qin Feng petted Jiang Jingshu in his arms and kept comforting him, thinking that the other party couldn't bear the climax of Huan Ai and cried emotionally.

The light snow outside the pavilion is getting bigger and bigger, with the howling wind, blowing away all kinds of plum blossoms in the snow-covered land, the snow is all over the sky, and the plum blossoms are fluttering, which can't quench the entangled love.

The hibiscus curtain fell like snow, and the embracing two fell on the soft and warm bed. The lingering love gradually stopped, and Jiang Jingshu lay on Qin Feng's chest exhaustedly, and the warmth filled the inside and outside of the bed curtain.

"Will you remember me?" Jiang Jing murmured lyrically.

Qin Feng nodded angrily at the tip of Jiang Jingshu's red nose and said, "Stupid words, of course I will remember you, and I will remember Qingmo for the rest of my life."

"If you dare to touch others, I will castrate you." Jiang Jingshu looked at Qin Feng and said intentionally or unintentionally.

"I can't see that Xiao Shu is so rude." Qin Feng laughed heartily.

"Are you very opinionated?" Jiang Jingshu warned with a half-smile.

"No, no, no." Qin Feng shook his head with a spoiled expression.

"It's not the best, just accompany me to see Shilan tomorrow." Jiang Jingshu said lightly, put his arms around Qin Feng's waist, and buried his head in the other party's arms to prevent the other party from seeing his expression.

"Okay." Qin Feng nodded gently.

"Last time I asked the teacher again, she remembered that Shilan Temple is the Taoist temple where you were born."

"I knew it a long time ago, but it's actually fine." Qin Feng sighed softly, "To be honest, I don't have any feelings for my mother in the past 20 years. My father has been very good to me since I was a child, so good that I don't need my mother. Can be very happy."

Qin Feng rubbed his head in embarrassment, and continued: "I'm really afraid that Daddy won't be by my side one day... I wonder if I'm going crazy, Xiaoshu, isn't it embarrassing for me to rely on Daddy so much?"

Qin Feng's words were like a basin of cold water pouring Jiang Jingshu from head to toe, as if he was drowning, and he felt suffocated. He asked with difficulty: "Zixu... what about me?"

"Ah?" Qin Feng looked at Jiang Jingshu strangely.

"If I'm not by your side someday, will you go crazy." Jiang Jingshu smiled naturally.

"Not crazy." Qin Feng looked at Jiang Jingshu affectionately.

When Jiang Jingshu was in a daze, the other party's next sentence forced him to bruise, only to hear Qin Feng's gentle and affectionate voice softly ringing in his ears: "I will die."

"Zixu..." Jiang Jingshu forced a smile.

"Ok?"

"I love you."

Qin Feng's eyes widened, he was overjoyed, and excitedly hugged Jiang Jingshu into his arms, almost crying with joy: "Qingmo, I finally heard you say you love me!"

Jiang Jingshu lay quietly in Qin Feng's arms, tears blurring the deep affection close at hand...

The next day.

Qin Feng no longer knows how many nights he was trapped in a nightmare and couldn't extricate himself. He closed his eyes and babbled in pain, unable to break free from the heart-piercing pain. No matter how hard he struggled, he couldn't change it. His hair was soaked in cold sweat.

"Ink..."

Jiang Jingshu was awakened by Qin Feng's painful murmur, and when he opened his eyes dimly, he saw Qin Feng's face was full of tears, and he closed his eyes and babbled in pain.

"Zixu, wake up!" Jiang Jingshu anxiously patted Qin Feng's face, only thinking about getting him out of the dream as soon as possible.

"Qing Mo..." Qin Feng closed his eyes tightly, moved and struggled in pain, as if experiencing immeasurable sorrow.

"I'm here, open your eyes and look at me." Jiang Jingshu frowned and wiped Qin Feng's fine sweat, raising his voice and kept calling.

"Qingmo—" Qin Feng suddenly let out a heart-wrenching roar, opened his eyes suddenly and panted heavily, the despair in his eyes seemed to be dying.

"I'm here." Jiang Jingshu didn't care about the pain in his body, and hugged Qin Feng as hard as he could.

Qin Feng's dull eyes fell on Jiang Jingshu, and suddenly he stretched out his hand to hug him tightly, like a child lost in the forest murmured in panic: "Qingmo... I dreamed that you fell off the cliff again ..."

Jiang Jingshu caressed Qin Feng's back distressedly: "Do you want the doctor to prescribe some tranquilizers?"

Qin Feng shook his head desperately, hugged Jiang Jingshu with all his strength, frowned and said worriedly: "Promise me, never leave me."

Jiang Jingshu's face turned pale, and the hand caressing Qin Feng's back also trembled slightly and paused, he smiled wryly and nodded: "Of course not."

【Jiangyuan】

Qin Feng felt sorry for Jiang Jingshu's body, so he didn't ride a horse. He simply became a groom today, and drove the carriage to the door with a full of vigor.

Qiu Ji looked worried: "Master Qin, are you really capable?"

"Hey, what's the point of driving a carriage." Qin Feng jumped off the carriage gracefully after speaking, ran to Jiang Jingshu's side and hugged him directly by the waist.

"Don't hug, it's in broad daylight." Jiang Jingshu wanted to come down in embarrassment.

"Stupid, I feel sorry for you." Qin Feng said affectionately.

Qiu Ji pretended that I didn't understand anything: "Then I'll have to take care of Mr. Qin, Mr. Qin."

"Okay, okay, I'll take care of him. Uncle Ji will be free today." Qin Feng laughed loudly, and carefully carried Jiang Jingshu into the carriage.

The carriage was comfortable and warm, and Qin Feng also specially padded several layers of cushions. He let Jiang Jingshu sit comfortably in the carriage, and took out a plush blanket to cover the other party, being thoughtful and meticulous.

"It's comfortable." Qin Feng had a begging expression on his face.

"Well, let's go." Jiang Jingshu laughed softly.

Qin Feng kissed Jiang Jingshu's face with a smile, and then he was willing to get out of the carriage and yelled at Qiu Ji: "Uncle Ji, let's go!"

As soon as the carriage started, a sensitive figure landed in front of the carriage, it was Gong Ling.

"Master! Come back with Gong Ling!!" Gong Ling's face was flushed with anxiety, and she looked like she was about to cry.

"What's wrong?" Qin Feng was puzzled.

"Old madam... old madam can't do it anymore!" Gong Ling said while wiping away tears while sobbing.

"What?!" Qin Feng turned pale, and jumped directly in front of Gong Ling, "What did you say? What's wrong?!"

"Old lady..." Gong Ling said while crying, "I couldn't wake up this morning. The doctor managed to wake up the old lady, but the doctor said that the old lady is dying..."

Qin Feng was trembling with fright. He had never experienced the pain of the loss of his relatives so closely. He hurried to the carriage: "Xiao Shu is sorry...I want to go home..."

"Go back quickly." Jiang Jingshu raised the curtain and said softly, without any blame in his eyes.

"Okay, I'll go back first." Qin Feng said in a hurry and flew away with Gong Ling.

Seeing Qin Feng's disappearing figure, Jiang Jingshu breathed a sigh of relief.

"Sir, then I will inform Old Master Jiang and the others." Qiu Ji said and helped Jiang Jingshu out of the carriage.

The two were about to walk back.

"Mr. Jiang."

It was an uninvited guest, or it was expected, Jiang Jingshu turned to look at the man on the horseback: "Master Yu, a rare visitor."

Yu Bin's expression was strange, he got off his horse, walked up to Jiang Jingshu and said pointedly: "Mr. Jiang has really deceived Yu Mou."

Jiang Jingshu gracefully made a "please" gesture, and said calmly: "Please come and gather with the head master in the garden."

"it is good."

【Jiangyuan·Liuyue Xiaozhu】

Yu Bin followed Jiang Jingshu to turn left and right in the garden, and finally stopped in front of Liuyue Xiaozhu.

"Master Yu, how is my master, the old man?" Jiang Jingshu turned his back to Yu Bin and asked in a friendly tone.

Yu Bin has been watching Jiang Jingshu's every move. For a long time, he didn't answer Jiang Jingshu's question but instead asked another question: "Tingzhi is still alive?"

"Do not."

The cold answer made Yu Bin feel suffocated.

Jiang Jingshu turned his head, with a leisurely smile on his lips, as elegant as a pre-court reward, he said casually: "But Lin Zicheng is still alive, isn't it good?"

"Who else survived?" Yu Bin looked moved, and his tone was a little eager.

"Who else, Master Yu will find out after I come." Jiang Jingshu said mysteriously, and Yu Bin led into Liuyue Xiaozhu's secret room.

*****

Yu Bin never imagined that the sullen woman in the wheelchair in front of him would be the lively girl Long Guyue back then. In the past 20 years, how much right and wrong has changed.

Yu Bin had a choke in his throat, but he still called out with difficulty: "Mrs. Lin..."

"Master Yu, I haven't seen you in 20 years, so you're fine?" Long Guyue replied indifferently.

"The Lin family suffered such a catastrophe, but Yu Mou is helpless as Ting's friend, so Yu Mou is useless." Yu Bin lowered his head guiltily, and sighed, "Fortunately, God bless you and Zicheng are still alive."

"Qin Zhiyue told these two old foxes to join forces." Long Guyue smiled sarcastically, "I'm afraid the Immortal Da Luo will not be able to save the Lin family."

"Qin Zhi, Yue Yiqi?" Yu Bin looked at Long Guyue in astonishment.

"It was the two of them that bloodbathed Lin's house that night 20 years ago." Long Guyue's eyes were full of grief and indignation, "Please also give justice to the Lin family, head Yu."

It took Yu Bin a long time to come back to his senses, he sorted out his thoughts and nodded and said: "Now Yu Mou is also trying his best to find out the truth of this incident back then. If there is any evidence, Mrs. Lin may as well give it to Yu Mou, and Yu Mou will definitely send it to Yu Mou. The truth is revealed in the martial arts."

Long Guyue sneered: "In today's martial arts world, Qinzhuang, Yuemen, and Luojia are three powerful families. How can you and I reveal the truth with our meager strength?"

"That's right, these years have been turbulent and the martial arts world is filthy. Only a few people can see justice." Yu Bin sighed and said regretfully.

"That's why I've been dormant for twenty years, and I didn't show up until now." Long Guyue said gloomily, "There's a plan, I've been planning it for 20 years, and now please give us a helping hand."

"Of course, Madam Lin please explain in detail."

Long Guyue nodded, her expression darkened: "Come out."

The stone door opened, and a woman similar to Long Guyue also came out in a wheelchair, which shocked Yu Bin and stood there in a daze.

"She is my maid, Qixia, who has been studying disguise in Goryeo, a small country in the East China Sea, for 20 years." Long Guyue explained, "Her disguise is not faked by skin as in the Central Plains, but by peeling off the bone and changing the face. "

"What are you going to do?" Yu Bin finally came to his senses.

"She has already met Qin Zhi, and the next step is to ask to see Yue Yiqi." Long Guyue smiled determinedly, and slowly talked about this old event: "20 years ago... .”

afternoon.

After waking up from Xiaoxi, Jiang Jingshu felt exhausted. The doctor prescribed some typhoid medicine after seeing it, and left after saying "heart disease needs heart medicine doctor", and only Jiang Li was with him in the room.

Seeing Jiang Jingshu's gloomy look, Jiang Litong could only sigh: "Qingmo, how do you feel? Are you feeling better?"

"Father, don't worry, I'll be fine after a night of rest..." Jiang Jingshu pulled his chapped lips and said unnaturally, "Don't tell Zixu that I'm sick."

Jiang Litong looked at Jiang Jingshu distressedly, he hesitated and said, "Qingmo, I'm afraid it would be difficult for Qin Feng to kill Qin Zhi..."

"What does foster father want..." Jiang Jingshu said softly wearily.

"During Donggao's time, I talked to you..." Jiang Li agreed and pointed.

Jiang Jingshu watched Jiang Litong move his lips, but finally chose to remain silent.

"But that's not necessary, and it's not necessary unless it's absolutely necessary." Jiang Litong quickly reassured, "I just mentioned it casually."

"But it's very effective, isn't it?" Jiang Jingshu smiled wryly.

"But don't you want to lie to Zixu again?"

"Do I have a choice?" Jiang Jingshu said lightly, then turned his head to the side and closed his eyes tightly, on the verge of collapse.

"Qingmo, Xu should be staying at home for the past few days, you should take good care of your illness." Jiang Litong looked at Jiang Jingshu helplessly, "Don't think too much."

"Ah."

"The adoptive father is going back first." Jiang Litong patted Jiang Jingshu's shoulder lovingly, got up, and left slowly with a cane.

Before going out, he turned his head and looked deeply at Jiang Jingshu's desolate back, frowning deeply.

"Aggie."

"exist."

"Keep an eye on him and don't let him do stupid things."

【Qin Zhuang】

Qin Feng flew all the way home, and when he entered the house, he felt oppressed and sad, and the servants did not dare to breathe. He looked stern, and rushed into Mrs. Qin's room as fast as he could. It's just a smell of medicine.

"Grandma!" Qin Feng roared.

"Brother." Qin Xue and Qin Yu sobbed to make way.

"Feng'er, come quickly." Qin Zhi frowned and asked Qin Feng to sit beside Mrs. Qin's bed.

Qin Feng looked at the old man on the bed, his nose was sore, and he shed tears uncontrollably. He held the old lady's old and feeble hand, and choked up, "Grandma..."

"Feng'er... Grandma is leaving..." Mrs. Qin murmured hoarsely, smiling slightly.

"Why do you have to leave...Grandma..." Qin Feng wiped away tears and sobbed sadly.

"Birth, old age, sickness and death..."

"Don't woo woo grandma..." Qin Feng cried childishly.

"My dear..."

"Mother, my son is here." Qin Zhi forced himself to show a comforting smile despite his grief.

"Take them...go out first...I want to talk to Feng'er alone..." Mrs. Qin struggled to speak.

"Okay." Qin Zhi didn't dare to say too much, and hurriedly left the room with his two daughters and the doctor.

Soon there were only Qin Feng and Mrs. Qin left in the room.

"Grandma, what do you want to say?" Qin Feng wiped away his tears, and put his ear to Mrs. Qin's mouth, trying to hear clearly.

"Feng'er...you need to know one thing..." Mrs. Qin held her breath and tried to speak clearly, "20 years ago... your father colluded with Yue Yiqi to frame Lin Tingzhi... The Lin family will be wiped out..."

Qin Feng's eyes widened in astonishment, as if he knew what a terrible thing happened, he was so frightened that he broke into a cold sweat and dared not breathe.

"The letters he and Yue Yiqi exchanged back then... are in your mother's tablet... In the future, after you take charge of the Qin family, you must give the Lin family justice..." Mrs. Qin said weakly.

"But..." Qin Feng sniffed, still completely unable to recover from the shock.

"Qin Feng!" Mrs. Qin yelled weakly, and squeezed Qin Feng's hand tightly, her old face was serious and serious, "This is a sin made by the Qin family...and the Qin family must make up for it...you know ?!"

"I understand." Qin Feng nodded in a daze, and wiped his tears and nose with his sleeves.

"You are a kind and good boy...you will definitely let the Qin family gain a foothold in the martial arts..." Mrs. Qin breathed a sigh of relief and smiled gratifiedly. She caressed Qin Feng's face with trembling hands, "because you are like your mother "Your mother is such a kind woman..."

"I will, but grandma, you need to get better." Qin Feng held Mrs. Qin's hand, his eyes flushed with anxiety.

"Grandma is getting old... she will leave when the time comes..." Mrs. Qin smiled weakly, without much sadness or nostalgia, her voice became hoarse and weak, "Feng'er must be well In the future, I will marry a woman I love...to spread the branches and leaves for the Qin family..."

"Grandma..." Qin Feng nodded vigorously, crying and sobbing uncontrollably. It turned out that seeing a loved one leave with his own eyes is such a heartache, which is more painful than a sword piercing the heart.

"Let your father and the others come in..."

After talking with her children and grandchildren for a while, Mrs. Qin closed her eyes quietly and fell asleep forever. She passed away peacefully without any pain or torture. Before she passed away, she told Qin Feng the knot in her heart for 20 years. It was her last atonement, to atone for the sins her son committed back then.

Qin Feng knelt in the mourning hall and watched the spirit without eating or drinking. His face was stained with tears. He seemed to have lost his soul. He didn't speak to anyone. An ugly smile.

He was restless, staring at Mrs. Qin's coffin without blinking. In his mind, besides the details of his grandma growing up with him, and the crime his father committed back then that made him tremble...

The son does not know the father, and the father does not know the son.

【Yuemen】

The sound of whips echoed in the courtyard, it was Yue Qianyong practicing martial arts.He frowned tightly, as if he was in an extremely bad mood, and the more he whipped the whip, the more resentful he seemed.

And Yue Yiqi watched from the side with his arms crossed,