Six Chronicles of the Rivers and Lakes

There is.All kinds of things here, let's look at your good fortune. "

Dongfang Xu bid farewell to the old poison, his back melting into a ball of ink in the night.

He covered his face, went around the back mountain of Jiutouzhai, and sprinkled all the "mountain poor water" in the sealed pouch from top to bottom.Waiting for a while, he heard a roar from a man watching the night first, followed by the second, and the third... The bandits in the whole village seemed to be possessed, and a living person was beaten to death in less than an instant. His flesh and blood were bloody, he heard the howling of ghosts in the village, and suddenly thought that the old poison frowned, saying that this poison would damage Yin virtue.

He clapped his hands happily and laughed endlessly.

When the sun was rising, the bandits in the village hadn't stopped killing. Dongfang Xu felt his head was getting heavy, as if it was filled with paste. He thought it was the side effect of the antidote, so he got up and left.

He walked under a big banyan tree in front of Jiutou Village, heard a very slight whimper, and when he looked up, he saw a tearful bandit hugging the tree trunk tightly, looking at him in fear.He was amused in his heart, he didn't intend to deal with such ants, so he just left as if he didn't see it.

After that, Dongfang Xu's memory became worse and worse. He no longer knew where he was going, but just wanted to go home, so he trekked to Xuanwu Mountain by virtue of his body's inertia.

He stayed in Xuanwu Mountain for a long time, and gradually recalled his identity and his childhood, but he completely forgot his arrogance and the experience when he went down the mountain. He thought that he was an ordinary man, willing to be mediocre, Enjoying flowers and birds every day, drinking and playing chess, I don't think there is anything wrong with it.

Until one day, his father passed away.

Until one day, Yu Qi returned to his side.

His virtual world fell apart, and what greeted him was a handsome young man with an indifferent expression in the spring breeze.

Seven

This time, the entire army of Jiutou Village was wiped out, and there was no longer a single survivor on the entire mountain.

Dongfang Xu and Yu Qi spent more than a month recovering from their wounds in Xuanwu Mountain. During this period, the "bloody Dongfang son" in Xuanwu Mountain became a good old man who talked about being an "ordinary man" all day long. Timid and helpless.

Yu Qi still stayed beside Dongfang Xu silently, like a moving ice cube.

The two of them moved Tangxue's tomb to Xuanwu Mountain and rebuilt a decent tomb. Someone asked Dongfang Xu: "Master, who is this girl?"

Dongfang Xu smiled gently: "It's my friend and Xiao Qi's."

They drank all afternoon by Tang Xue's tomb.

Dongfang Xu smiled wryly, "I'm still sorry for her."

Yu Qi was silent, his voice was still flat and without ups and downs: "They are all ordinary people, who can do everything well and never fail?"

Dongfang Xu rolled his eyes and smiled: "When did you become so good at talking?"

Yu raised his long eyelashes and drooped: "This is the truth."

Dongfang Xu smiled again, the sun was setting and everything was dim, he saw that the top of the mountain was inlaid with a layer of gold, he was pleasantly surprised, he hugged Yu and said: "Look."

Yu Qi was taken aback for a moment, his eyes didn't know if he followed him, but there was a small arc on his lips.

Dongfang Xu smiled and said, "The world is so beautiful."

Yu nodded.

Dongfang Xu's hand climbed Yu Qi's shoulder to his top hair, and rubbed it: "Xiao Qi, you have to live."

The world is so beautiful, how lonely it is to enjoy the beauty of the world alone.

The curvature of Yu Qi's lips rose even more.

He lowered his head and said in a low voice, "Okay."

☆、Chapter 18

一

Zhu Changsheng was lying on the finely carved nanmu couch, staring dazedly at the purple wood beam above his head, his eyes half-opened, his chest heaving weakly.The two women stood beside his couch, weeping uncontrollably.

One of the women sobbed: "Master Du, wait a little longer, the girl will be back soon..."

He closed his eyes and said weakly, "If you want to die right now, there is still a while."

Another woman wiped her tears with a handkerchief: "Master Poison, you are not allowed to talk nonsense! Your days are still long, woo..."

He was flustered by the noise, thinking that these two people would not let him die peacefully.I regretted it in my heart, I should not have been greedy for pleasure last night, and brought back these two kabuki on the painting boat.

Zhu Changsheng followed the two tenderly and said: "I reckon the girl will be back soon, please trouble the two beauties to meet her."

The two kabuki cried, leaving two lingering gazes, and Yiyi left.

The crying became farther and farther away, and finally dissipated like smoke, and the room that had been noisy became quieter, and it became more and more silent.Zhu Changsheng was lying on the couch, he could only hear his thin breathing, and he curled the corners of his lips lazily.

The title of "Old Poison" has been attached to him all his life, from when he was young and flirtatious, until now he is in his forties, no one has counted, the "Old Poison" will eventually die of poison.

Everyone said that he was invulnerable to all kinds of poisons, but only he knew that all kinds of poisons entered his body, and he was extremely poisonous, so naturally he was not afraid of other poisons.He uses his internal strength to suppress all kinds of poisons and does not erode his internal organs, and he does not radiate through the skin to harm others. After decades of fear, he will be as tired as others think he is chic.

This day, a hundred poisons will penetrate his heart, he has already expected it.Until now, he still uses internal strength to suppress the poison in his body, teaching them to penetrate into his inner mansion so that all poisons will not seep out.

He couldn't last much longer.

I have been holding on, but I just want to see two people.One is on the way, and the other... It's better not to think about it.

Before he set foot on Huangquan Road, he looked back and looked around, but he could only see poisonous miasmas.

two

The Buddha said that people have three poisons, the first poison is greed.

Zhu Changsheng is a person who is greedy for money, sex, and life.

He researched drugs all his life and achieved quite a lot. He made money by buying and selling. Qionglouyuyu, thousands of gold, brocade and fur, gold cups and silver chopsticks, jade plates and delicacies, as long as he wanted it, he could get it.

Zhu Changsheng is greedy for money and will never be satisfied.

So he took a fancy to the white snow on the top of Zhongnan Mountain, the lonely ancient pine, and the small green wood building under the ancient pine, Ling Han Aomei. With a big gesture, he planned to buy that piece of land and sell it to the capital. The high-ranking officials and dignitaries who searched for immortals and asked for medicine used it to practice and chant scriptures, and they exchanged it for tens of millions of dollars.

He worked tirelessly, overcame the thorns and thorns, cleared the snow to open the way, and insisted on climbing to the top of Zhongnan Mountain alone, and knocked on the ancient door when he reached the lonely inch-wood building.

In the snowy wind, the world is dead silent, only the sound of the wind that seems to be weeping in the ears, and then cuts the skin of the body, pierces the lungs, eyes are all gray, and the clouds also turn into snow and sleep on the ground , Zhu Changsheng was in a trance for a moment, wondering if he was still in the world.

At this time, the old wooden door "squeaked" and opened a crack.

At this time, a gust of warm air came out of the gap and flowed into his dry eyes. His tears suddenly flowed back, filling his eyes and blurring his vision. When the door was fully opened, he blinked, Tears slipped from the corners of his eyes and dripped on the snow, burning out silky smoke.

The person inside the door asked with concern: "This guest, is your body unwell?" The voice was as moist as jade, and it turned into a gust of wind and dispersed into his heart.

Zhu Changsheng has always been affectionate, so he immediately raised his eyebrows and looked coquettish: "I thought I saw a fairy."

At this time, Zhu Changsheng gave up the idea of ​​buying land, and instead had dirty thoughts.

Just because he is greedy for sex, far better than greedy for money.

That exile-like young master has long eyebrows and clear eyes, and his gestures and gestures are all elegant and gentle, far away from the common world. He invited Zhu Changsheng into the house. Zhu Changsheng paid attention to the fragrance of this fragrance, and sniffed it without any trace, and found that the exile's body also had such a bitter medicinal fragrance.

I want to make people dirty more and more, and get a poisonous stench.

The young master asked him kindly: "What's wrong with the guest?"

Zhu Changsheng had expected in his heart that this son should be a benevolent doctor who can help the world.He calmly pretended to endure the pain, and occasionally let out the fake pain inadvertently, all the charm in his eyes was carefully gathered in the corner of his eyes: "I'm ashamed, my head really hurts very much."

He has been making drugs for many years, and he also knows a little bit of medicine. Among all medicines, headaches are the most difficult to find the cause of, and the most difficult to cure.He didn't mean to embarrass Young Master Banished Immortal, but he didn't want Young Master Banished Immortal to see that he was actually safe and sound. He just wanted to get along with him more as an excuse and abducted him home along the way.

The young master stretched out his hand to cut Zhu Changsheng's pulse.Zhu Changsheng squinted his eyes to see that this hand was white and slender, warm and delicate, which was very appetizing to him.

He pretended to chat with the young master, and asked the young master's name casually.

The young master smiled gently: "The guest doesn't know your name?"

He lied without blushing: "I'm ashamed, my friends only said that there is an immortal doctor on the top of Zhongnan Mountain, and didn't talk much about it."

The young master smiled softly: "It's okay." He said, "My surname is Lin, and my name is Zhong Wan."

Zhu Changsheng quietly circulated the name several times between his lips and teeth, and then sealed it in his heart. Looking at Lin Zhongwan's gentle face, he raised his eyes and said, "It's my honor to meet you, Mr. Zhu Cang."

The name "Zhu Changsheng" was too famous in Jianghu, and it was too lowly, so it was inconvenient for him to let the dusty fairy in front of him know.

☆、Chapter 19

Lin Zhongwan lowered his eyelashes and smiled, as if he was about to say something, but his brows suddenly frowned, and the strength in his hands increased.He grabbed Zhu Changsheng's pulse door and said to himself: "How could..."

Zhu Changsheng's temples twitched, his intuition was not good, but he still breathed calmly, pretending to smile calmly: "Mr. Lin, what kind of disease is it?"

Lin Zhongwan raised his eyes, his eyes were full of worry and intertwine: "Mr. Zhu, have you...have you come into contact with any poisonous things?"

Zhu Changsheng was startled, seeing that Lin Zhongwan's hand was still pressing on his pulse, he hastily mobilized his inner strength to adjust his breath to suppress the chaotic zhenqi inside, and made a look of bewilderment.

But his mind was still thinking intensely, and he couldn't figure out how he had been hiding for so many years, but a doctor from outside the rivers and lakes found out that there was poison in his body.He thought, this time, he met a real fairy doctor.

Lin Zhongwan pursed his lips, his eyes worried: "Young Master Zhu, there seems to be a kind of poison in your body, and there seem to be many kinds. I have little knowledge, and I am not good at medicine, so I don't know... what to do."

Zhu Changsheng's chest was agitated, and his eyes unconsciously hooked up to the provocative, and then he quietly concealed it, and replaced it with just the right panic: "I also ask Mr. Lin to save me."

Lin Zhongwan sighed, as if hesitating, and looked at him after a while, with gentle and pure eyes: "Then... I can only trouble Mr. Zhu, I have been living here for a while, and I will definitely do my best."

He succeeded in his plot, and the corners of his mouth turned up unconsciously: "There is Mr. Laurin."

From then on, Zhu Changsheng lived in Lin Zhongwan's house. He was very close to this exiled immortal, and he considered his appearance and self-cultivation thoroughly.Zhu Changsheng seems to be easy-going, but in fact he has a discerning eye. After a few days, not only did he not lose his illusions, but he also admired Lin Zhongwan more and more. .”

This god treats him well, decocting medicine and making soup for his body every day, he actually feels that the arrogance of toxins in his body has been slightly reduced, even his body is much lighter, and most of the years of stagnation in his chest have dissipated.The gods will also take him to enjoy the snow. When the weather is clear in Zhongnan Mountain, the sun is shining and the snow is lingering. The ancient pine in front of the house is covered with frost. The world is clear and spotless.

Zhu Changsheng reads and writes with the god all day long, tastes tea and enjoys the snow together, and occasionally discusses two medical prescriptions with the god. "

He smiled inscrutablely: "I just laughed."

The god once mentioned to him by chance that the ground is cold in winter, and not a single blade of grass grows in Zhongnan Mountain. He didn't ask for a doctor in winter, and he didn't go down the mountain. He didn't want to see people coming to seek medical treatment from the mountain, but the stored herbs were empty. He just sighed and said ,do not know what to do.

Zhu Changsheng comforted: "There will always be a way."

On the same day, Zhu Changsheng asked Goshawk to carry a flying letter back to the house, and the next day the fairy's building was filled with all kinds of medicinal materials, including many expensive treasures, and the fairy was at a loss: "This..."

Zhu Changsheng smiled leisurely at the side: "I think some patient repays Mr. Lin's kindness."

It's just that Zhu Changsheng didn't expect that the flying letter told his current location to his servants in the house, but the goshawk also showed his current location to the enemies.

It was a sunny night when the enemy came to the door.Zhu Changsheng and Lin Zhongwan were making tea and chatting in front of the stove, the firelight reflected on the faces of the two of them, dyeing them a warm color.

Zhu Changsheng was still chatting and laughing one second, but his face changed suddenly the next second. Before Lin Zhongwan could ask clearly, he saw him say sorry, got up and walked out. Before leaving, he said to Lin Zhongwan: "Go down and go back, Mr. Lin will watch the heat of the tea for me."

Lin Zhongwan said hello, and Zhu Changsheng's eyes were full of smiles.

Zhu Changsheng opened the door, then closed the door, and saw a group of men in black standing in a row with swords and knives in the night, with grim expressions on their faces.

Zhu Changsheng said: "I don't know why you all came here?"

One of the men in black said angrily: "Zhu Changsheng, I want your dog's life!"

Zhu Changsheng put his index finger to his lips and gave a "hush" sound, then said: "I don't know why I have provoked you all?"

The man in black was annoyed by him, so he intentionally raised his voice: "Zhu Changsheng, how many people have you killed with the drugs you sold?! Today, we are here to report to our relatives and friends..."

Before the man in black finished speaking, blood gushed out of his mouth, his whole body twitched, and he fell to the ground dying of breath.A companion came forward screaming, and suddenly spurted blood, twitched a few times, and also died.

A sharp-eyed person saw a silver needle pierced into the throats of both of them.All the people in black were panicked, and the culprit with fluttering clothes on the opposite side smiled and said, "What I mean is, keep your voice down."

The hands of a man in black trembled violently, he could hardly hold the knife, he rushed forward with a loud cry, Zhu Changsheng's brows were sullen for a moment, he raised his hand, and a silver needle pierced the man again throat.

He raised his face, frowned and said, "Don't you understand what I'm saying?"

The rest of the men in black looked at each other, gritted their teeth suddenly, and rushed up together. Zhu Changsheng tapped the snow with his toes, and flitted past their swords. Amidst the shouts, several men in black fell down, and the front of the building fell silent again, only the sound of the cold wind blowing through the withered bark of the old pine tree.

The corpses of the men in black were lying on the ground. Zhu Changsheng sighed with a headache, kicked them off the cliff one by one, and then swept the snow with his feet, hiding the blood with white snowdrifts. He said helplessly: "If you want revenge, you should go to the drug dealer. Why are you looking for me, a drug dealer?"

After handling it properly, Zhu Changsheng was about to enter the house, he turned to leave, but his eyes suddenly stopped at the door of the small building.

A gentle fairy stood at the door, holding a cup of tea, his face was still gentle, but his eyes were frozen into ice.He met Zhu Changsheng's eyes and said: "Brother Zhu's tea is ready, I wanted to bring it to Brother Zhu."

Zhu Changsheng said: "Have you seen it all?"

The immortal said in harmony: "I read most of it." He took a sip of tea from the teacup, "Are you not Zhu Cang, but Zhu Changsheng?"

Zhu Changsheng nodded slowly, and the immortal continued: "Zhu Changsheng who kills like hemp?"

Zhu Changsheng frowned and said, "It's never been like hemp."

The immortal turned his back and walked back: "Brother Zhu, let's go, don't come here again."

Zhu Changsheng wanted to catch up with him in two or three steps, but suddenly a sword stuck in front of his feet, blocking his steps.Lin Zhongwan hadn't withdrawn his sword-throwing hand, he turned his face sideways, his eyebrows and eyes were warm: "I have done good deeds to save people all my life, and I swear not to have any dealings with the poisonous Xiaoxiao."

He said: "Brother Zhu's moves are too fancy, he may not be able to beat me. Life is at stake, let's go first, don't come."

It was the first time that Zhu Changsheng saw this gentle and gentle person described in this way, he was startled at first, and then a little bit interested, he leaned over and said goodbye: "I'm under Zhu Changsheng, let's just say goodbye."

He still didn't want to die by Lin Zhongwan's hands, after all he was greedy for life.

☆、Chapter 20

three

The Buddha said that people have three poisons, and the second poison is anger.

Although Zhu Changsheng is ruthless, he is not easy to get angry. From childhood to adulthood, when he thinks about it, there are only three things that make him angry.

The first thing was that when he was still young, his hands and feet were immature, and the Duanchang powder that he had agreed upon had turned into a laxative by mistake. When the guests came to him and beat him severely, they had to cut off four of his fingers to appease the hatred in his heart.

He looked at the bright white blade, and even though he was struggling desperately, he could no longer move his limbs that had been beaten immobile. The despair in his heart swelled into numbness. He watched the guest hold down his hand and was about to drop the knife, but suddenly Hearing a loud cry from the guest, the knife in his hand fell out of his hand and hit the ground with a crisp "clang".

A proud young knight pierced the guest's chest with a sword, and the blood spattered. He saw the young man frowned in disgust: "Do you have a handkerchief? Wipe it off for me."

That was the first time he met Dongfang Xu, and at that time, he made a promise to Dongfang Xu, and made up his mind to become the world's poison master.

Later, on the day when Dongfang Xu came to him to ask for "the end of the mountain", he looked at Dongfang Xu's leaving back, lazily thinking that since he had already lost his Yin virtue, he might as well lose it again.

That was the day when he committed anger, found the guest who wanted to cut off his four fingers, beat the man severely, and cut off the man's two palms.

The sun was very strong that day. He stood on the ground and looked at it for a long time, his mind was full of the dazzling light refracted by the shining white blade many years ago.

The second thing is also when he was young.

Not long after he decided to become a drug sect, he didn't have that much money, so he rented a cheap shabby house in a narrow alley, and worked hard day and night to research and develop drugs.At that time, he had a family of neighbors, a simple and honest man and a warm-hearted woman. They set up a noodle stall at the entrance of the alley to support themselves, and the husband and wife played in harmony.

Zhu Changsheng likes his noodles. There are two copper coins in a big bowl, and green onions and fried eggs are added. The taste is smooth and chewy, fresh and mellow. Add an extra egg to the bowl.

The couple often knocked on the door of Zhu Changsheng's house, sometimes pickled cabbage, sometimes scrambled eggs, sometimes bought more rice, sometimes cut more meat, anyway, they always gave him an extra portion, Zhu Changsheng's The house is full of poison, and I want them not to come here. The food they deliver is always contaminated with poison and cannot be eaten.He tried his best to decline, but the knock on the door never stopped.

How many times he looked at the food in the bowl and thought, that's all, if he is poisoned, he will study the antidote, and one day he will be able to eat it.

There is also a little girl in the couple's house next door, who has just turned two years old, has short hands and legs, and is always chasing after Zhu Changsheng to hug her.Zhu Changsheng's nails were soaked with poison, and she dared not touch her, so the little girl opened her mouth and cried loudly. Later, Zhu Changsheng finally made anti-virus gloves, and when she could hug her, the little girl twisted her buttocks, unwilling to touch her. ignore him.

He could not laugh or cry.

During the Spring Festival when the little girl was three years old, the couple next door got up very early every day, because this was the busiest time, and the earlier they set up their stalls, the more money they could make, which was good for the New Year.At that time, Zhu Changsheng was already well-known, and the room would not be filled with poison, and the antidote had already been prepared. He promised to help the couple raise their children for a while.

He imitated the soft and waxy voice of a child to call the little girl's name, took her for a stroll around the streets, bought her candy figurines and glutinous rice cakes, and took her to the theater.How could a three-year-old child sit still, Hua Dan on the stage opened her mouth, and she also yelled, Zhu Changsheng was kicked out under the glaring eyes of the crowd, sighed helplessly, and took the little girl home.

Maybe it was because the day was too much tossing and the child was easily tired. The little girl jumped onto Zhu Changsheng's bed with a "thud" and lay down in a big character. , poked the little girl's chubby face with her hand, and couldn't help laughing.

He lay on the side of the bed and stared, vaguely hearing the sound of the husband and wife next door coming home, he settled down and fell into a deep sleep.

Feeling hot in the middle of the night, Zhu Changsheng woke up rubbing his eyes, but saw a light outside the house.His heart skipped a beat, he picked up the little girl and ran outside, seeing that half of the fence of his house had been scorched by fire, and the house of the couple next door had collapsed, the flames were soaring into the sky, the smell of burning was strong, and the little girl was still sleeping soundly. Holding her mouth and nose, she flew out of the narrow alley with tears streaming down her face.

He heard the onlookers at the entrance of the alley chattering, "I heard that they are here to seek revenge."

"The husband and wife are just selling noodles. Where did the hatred come from? Poor, pitiful, there is not even ashes left."

"Oh, it's okay, I brought my daughter to this guy. I had a premonition a long time ago."

Zhu Changsheng silently passed through the gaze of the crowd, his hands and feet were cold.

seek revenge.

He suddenly remembered that three days ago, a flying letter was nailed to the door next door. The couple next door saw his name written on it, so they sent it to him. What was the intention, they threw it away.

Now that I think about it, the bloodstains are a threat. As early as that time, they threatened the safety of the people next door.

This is the second time he has committed hatred. He found an inn, put him in it with the little girl, and began to frantically check the relationship between his guests and the guests, trying to find out who really hated him so much.He searched for four days without sleep or food, and finally caught some clues.

He found the man and asked him, "Is that you?"

The man chuckled: "Zhu Changsheng, your poison has made me suffer so much."

He set fire to the man and the house, and heard the man's screams in the sea of ​​fire, but he couldn't feel any waves in his heart.Whether it is the pleasure of revenge or the deep-rooted resentment, they no longer exist at this moment, and his heart is numb.

Back at the inn, the little girl was crying "wow", calling her parents vaguely.

He touched the little girl's head and said over and over again: "I'm sorry."

Later, Zhu Changsheng became the foster father of the little girl.

He sighed: "I always hear your parents calling you 'Xiaoqing', but I don't know your full name, and I don't even know your parents' surname."

He tapped the little girl's forehead with his lips: "No, I'll call you Zhuqing."

The third thing happened after he got acquainted with Lin Zhongwan.

Zhu Changsheng is in business, often travels far, and occasionally passes by Zhongnan Mountain.Once he was drinking in a small inn at the foot of Zhongnan Mountain, when he suddenly heard the name of Lin Zhongwan being mentioned by the person next to him.

A man with a sharp mouth and monkey cheeks said: "That's a quack doctor! Damn, I asked him to see my old lady's illness yesterday. After seeing it for a long time, he didn't see why. He just told me that he couldn't be cured. Today my old lady will go It's..." After finishing speaking, he still cried with his head in his arms.

The other two or three men who were drinking with him threw down their wine bowls and shouted: "Let's brothers go and show him something! Damn it."

Zhu Changsheng raised his eyebrows, and after drinking a glass of wine, he followed the group of people out with great interest.

It is true that he did not believe that this group of gangsters could do anything to Lin Zhongwan, a hidden martial arts master.

Quietly like a ghost, he actually followed them all the way up the mountain, step by step, and lightly climbed up a tree in the forest, hiding among the leaves, watching the leading sharp-mouthed man knock on the door of the small building.

The sharp-mouthed man shouted: "Quack doctor! You cured my old lady to death, see if I don't kill you!"

Lin Zhongwan said softly and politely: "Your mother burned out yesterday. If you eat less wine and let me go over an hour earlier, she can still be saved."

The sharp-mouthed man blushed and splashed, and the men next to him also rushed over. Although Zhu Changsheng believed in Lin Zhongwan, he couldn't help but wanted to step forward to help him, but he didn't want Lin Zhongwan to move his body a little. Before he could see clearly, several men fell to the ground yelling "Ouch".

Lin Zhongwan said kindly: "It's getting dark, and it's cold at night, everyone hurry up and go, I won't see you off."

After speaking, he closed the door softly with a good temper.

Zhu Changsheng held back his lungs from laughing on the tree.

A few men went down the mountain cursing and swearing, Zhu Changsheng followed behind them, and the sharp-mouthed man said: "This quack doctor is finished this time! Our brothers will call a group of brothers tomorrow, and come up the mountain to make trouble for him." Make a fuss!"

Zhu Changsheng followed their footsteps and stopped abruptly. When the men heard the movement, they all looked back and saw someone suddenly standing behind them. They almost fainted from fright.

Zhu Changsheng said with a smile: "Young master Lin can't bear to remove the roots of this bunch of trash, so I'll do it for him."

This is the third time he has committed the poison of hatred.

He kicked the corpses off the cliff again, squatted on the edge of the cliff and watched their whereabouts, thinking that he really had hidden achievements and fame.

☆、Chapter 21

four

The Buddha said that people have three poisons, and the third poison is ignorance.

It's just that Zhu Changsheng's ignorance is not ignorance, he is a delusion, and the first time he saw Lin Zhongwan, his delusion became karma.

Seeing him coming back from Zhongnan Mountain, Zhu Qing rushed forward, hugged Zhu Changsheng three times, and said with a happy smile, "Father, you are finally willing to come back to see your daughter."

Zhu Changsheng patted her little head, bent his eyes and said with a smile: "How could foster father give up his precious heart?"

Zhu Qing stuck out her tongue, pulled Zhu Changsheng to sit down, and wanted to make tea for him.Zhu Changsheng looked at Zhuqing's face, his eyes were heavy, and he didn't know what he was thinking. Zhuqing brought the tea in front of him: "Father, what are you thinking, let's drink tea. Try your daughter's handicraft, yes Isn't it getting better and better?"

Zhu Changsheng took a sip of tea, and his long eyebrows stretched: "Xiaoqing's craftsmanship is so good, do you want to open a teahouse in the future?"

Zhuqing snorted: "That's not true! My daughter wants to be a powerful poison master like her adoptive father!"

Zhu Changsheng's hands trembled, and most of the tea spilled on the skirt of his clothes.

He doesn't want Zhuqing to follow in his footsteps, just as he still doesn't want to mention her life experience to Zhuqing.His adopted daughter Zhuqing is as bright as the scorching sun, how could he have the heart to push her into the abyss beyond redemption with his own hands?

He said: "Xiaoqing, foster father wants to find a master for you."

Zhu Qing pouted and said: "Ye-father is so powerful, why do you need others to teach your daughter?"

"No." Zhu Changsheng said, "Your righteous father hopes that you will do good deeds and save people, you will be blessed and virtuous."

Zhu Qing tilted his small head as if he didn't understand, Zhu Changsheng continued: "Father Yi hopes that you will be a benevolent doctor by hanging the pot to help the world."

Zhuqing's mouth opened wide.

He sent Zhuqing to Mount Zhongnan, stood not far from the top of the mountain, and told her: "Father can only send you here, you can knock on the door later, and a fairy-like brother will come out, you Appreciate him as a teacher, and he will definitely agree."

Zhuqing's eyes were filled with tears: "My daughter is reluctant to part with her adoptive father..."

He kissed Zhuqing's forehead: "Father will come to see you often. But don't say anything, let's meet quietly." Zhuqing nodded, and he reached out to wipe away Zhuqing's tears, "Good boy, Remember what foster father told you?"

Zhuqing said: "I don't know you, and I don't mention you at all."

Zhu Changsheng smiled and patted her on the head: "Go."

It didn't snow that day, the sky was blue, and the clouds were rolling. He saw Lin Zhongwan opened the door from a distance, his white clothes were more than snow, and his slender body melted into one color in the snow. He smiled slightly, turned and left.

His obsession grew stronger that day.

Zhu Changsheng often goes to see Zhuqing. Sometimes when the moon is full, he sits on an ancient pine tree; sometimes when the sun is warm, he stands not far from the top of the mountain; Watching Zhuqing grow up little by little, and seeing Lin Zhongwan's eyes becoming more serene and benevolent, more and more compassionate like a fairy, his heart twitched, and he almost wanted to kiss Luoxue between the eyebrows of the fairy.

One night Zhuqing fell asleep, Lin Zhongwan held a cup of tea and leaned against the door to admire the moon, his eyes shone brightly, it was so cold, he hid in the dark, he was fascinated by it for a while.

He heard Lin Zhongwan's voice: "Brother Zhu, haven't you seen enough after watching it for so many years?"

The flair in Zhu Changsheng's eyes lingered on the corners of his lips, he came out from the dark, and smiled like a fishy fish: "Mr. Lin has already noticed the existence of this servant, but he still tolerates it, and I am grateful."

Lin Zhongwan took a sip of tea and smiled gently: "My original thought was that Brother Zhu sent his daughter here with the intention of doing good things. "

He said tactfully: "It's just that now I feel that Brother Zhu is looking down on me, and it's a bit out of place."

Zhu Changsheng's eyes sparkled with sarcasm: "Mr. Lin is like a fairy, he is really likable, I can't help it, it's really rude."

Lin Zhongwan didn't know how to answer the conversation, so he just smiled politely.

Zhu Changsheng rolled his eyes and said: "Many years ago, Mr. Lin persuaded me to leave, and I was able to save my life. Now Mr. Lin is talking with me, but you have accepted the identity of my subordinate?"

Lin Zhongwan said gently, "The fate between Brother Zhu and this present is only with Xiaoqing."

Zhu Changsheng's heart was blocked, and he walked forward again, only a foot away from Lin Zhongwan, as if he was wronged, he said: "Mr. Lin is compassionate, so naturally he doesn't see poisonous things harming people. But I'm only doing business, so I refuse to be here. Thousands of miles away, it's really unfair."

Lin Zhongwan had soft brows and eyes, and did not speak.

Seeing that there was something going on, Zhu Changsheng continued to lie and said: "I have never taken the initiative to harm anyone."

The evening breeze was slightly drunk, Lin Zhongwan was dressed in white clothes better than the snow, not stained with slender dust, standing in front of Zhu Changsheng, floating like a banished fairy.The root of Zhu Changsheng's madness is planted in his heart, and it is difficult to pull it out.

After a while, I heard Lin Zhongwan say: "From now on, Brother Zhu, let's visit Xiaoqing more often."

Zhu Changsheng hooked his lips and smiled.

Many years later, Zhuqing grew into a big girl, and went down the mountain to wander alone in the rivers and lakes. Zhu Changsheng was worried, and wanted to find some hidden guards to follow her. Don't get involved."

Zhu Changsheng is no longer in his business. He often goes to Zhongnan Mountain to drink tea and play chess with Lin Zhongwan. He also paints Linzi with Lin Zhongwan, and sometimes even moves to Guqin. , as if returning to the time when we first met.

Until one day, Dongfang Xu came to him, and he let go of "the end of the mountain" and committed the poison of hatred. The tragic end of Jiutouzhai was heard in his ears, and his mind was empty, and he only thought of the top of Zhongnan Mountain. Merciful god.

He used the goshawk to send a flying letter to Zhongnan Mountain: "Reborn to kill evil, can you blame me?"

It was a long time before he heard back.He unfolded the letter paper, and saw the man's handwriting as gentle as jade: "I and Brother Zhu are not the same people after all."

He sat all night with the letter, and burned out a good red candle.

The next day, when the first light of the East appeared, he sent another letter without giving up: "Mr. Lin, if this is the real me, would you still like to enjoy the snow with me?"

This time, there was no reply.

Zhu Changsheng never looked for Lin Zhongwan again.

Another day, Zhuqing went home with red eyes and asked him, "Father, can you cure the poison of 'Nine Springs'?"

He said: "This poison was not developed by me, and I have no solution."

Zhuqing's face faded for a moment, she turned and left silently without looking at him again.

Three years later, he heard that Zhang Zizai, the old man who developed the poison of "Nine Springs", died in the hands of a rising star. The young hero Dongfang Xu also became the owner of Xuanwu Mountain. Qing became a well-known "medical fairy" in the world.

At this time, he suddenly felt that the world had changed.

He was beginning to age, but the obsession in his heart was still fresh and unsolvable.

☆、Chapter 22 (End)

五

He dismissed his servants, dismissed his secret guards, wrote a letter, and told Zhuqing her life experience.

He indulged in mountains and rivers, indulged in sensuality, had fun in time, and dreamed of life when he was drunk.

So I don't know how many years.

One day, he brought two kabukis home from the painting boat. While having fun, he suddenly became ill. The kabukis cried and wailed, but he didn't think too much about it. He just asked them to contact his adopted daughter and...

And how, he didn't say it after all.

That name was the poison in his heart.

六

Zhu Changsheng never thought that Zhu Qing would recognize him, she knelt beside his bed, crying and calling him adoptive father, but he no longer had the strength to reach out to touch her head like she did when she was a child.

He said: "After I die, you leave quickly, and then set fire to this house, leaving nothing behind. After I die, the poison on my body will not be suppressed, and it will kill you."

Zhuqing cried and agreed.

Zhu Changsheng smiled gratifiedly, and said to Zhu Qing: "You need to spend more time with your master, he is alone on the mountain, so lonely."

Zhuqing was already weeping uncontrollably.

Zhu Changsheng closed his eyes, and in a trance, he saw the fairy on the top of Zhongnan Mountain again, dressed in white as snow, with gentle eyes, and called him politely and distantly, Brother Zhu.

He couldn't help raising the corners of his mouth.

Looking back on this life, I was entangled in three poisons and blood debts. In the end, it just came like a spring day and went like a morning cloud.

I wanted to see that person again before going on the road, but unfortunately I couldn't.

☆、Chapter 23

一

Mo Fan has been determined to be a good person since he was a child.

He is righteous and upright, showing good and avoiding evil, and he has been a public servant of the people of the Western Regions since he was a child.He helped the old woman cross Haizi, helped the old man drive camels, and baked naan for the children. He is the moral model of martial arts.

Then one day, his father, the leader of Qingfeng Sect, said to him earnestly: "Among the rivers and lakes, there are well-known upright sects, and there are crooked sects."

He clenched his fists in high spirits: "My child must get rid of all crooked doors in the world, so as to establish a decent atmosphere!"

His father choked: "You, what are you going to do?"

He proudly said: "My boy, I want to get rid of all crooked doors in the world, so as to establish a decent atmosphere!"

His father coughed: "Naughty animal! Naughty animal!"

He hurried forward to caress his back, but his father threw him off, pointed at his nose and said: "We are doing crooked ways."

He was stunned and said, "But yesterday I saw senior brother beating Wang Ermazi's back."

His father said: "Do you beat your back with a hammer?"

On this day when he was 12 years old, Mo Fan's mentality collapsed.

He is cranky.

two

At the age of 17, Mo Fan succeeded his father as the new leader of Qingfeng Sect.

His subordinate lay on the ground and respectfully said: "Master, according to the original plan, our next step is to go directly to the Central Plains and dominate the martial arts world."

He said: "Call you a bastard."

The subordinate was stunned and said, "Huh?"

He said: "Our next step is to dig canals, irrigate the farmland, and lead the people of the Western Regions on the road to wealth."

The subordinate kowtowed: "Master, this, this cannot be done!"

He said: "Come on, let's fight and see if we can."

The subordinate said: "This subordinate will leave."

three

In just three years, the Western Regions have taken on a new look, and everyone who mentions Mo Fan will give him a thumbs up.

Mo Fan walked on the ridge of the field and waved to the working people.Looking at the happy smiling faces of the people, he felt his irritable heart warmed up.

The subordinate said respectfully at the side: "Oh, leader, I have a worry."

Mo Fan said calmly: "If you fart, let it go."

The subordinate said: "Oh, the common people hold candles to embroider at night, I feel sorry for them, I'm afraid they will burn out their eyes."

Mo Fan said: "Well said.