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Shen Guangming knelt there and didn't move for a long time.

Zhang Ziqiao's compassion is limited.He did not pass on the kung fu to save Zhang Ziyun back then, and it is impossible to save Zhang Ziyun today out of pity.At this moment, Shen Guangming really understood what Liu Shushu said, and also vaguely understood the origin of Ziyunfeng's name.

Not only because of the bet with Zhang Ziyun, but also because Zhang Ziqiao hardened his heart to remember himself.

At one moment, he felt that Tang Ou, the master, was pedantic and terrifying, and at the other moment, he felt that he was a real martial arts man who was so serious about righteousness and commitment.

Tang Ou didn't expect Zhang Ziqiao to refuse so simply.He hastily tugged at Zhang Ziqiao's sleeve: "Master, one teacher passes on one student, so can I teach him Qingyang's mind?"

Zhang Ziqiao glanced at him and shook his head: "No. You can't pass the last level of Qingyang mentality, and you haven't practiced the Qiushuang sword. You have practiced both internal and external skills. If you pass my level, you can accept him disciple."

When Shen Guangming heard the words, he immediately raised his head and stared at Tang Ou.

But seeing Tang Ou letting go in a slump, his chest kept heaving.

"Master...you know, I can't pass, the last floor, I don't have the conditions to pass." He said.

Zhang Ziqiao said gently: "Tang Ou, you have been successful all your life, and you have never seen life and death. Naturally, you can't understand it. In desperation and despair, you can truly understand the last key of Qingyang's mind."

After that, he smiled as if thinking of something again: "But now the world is calm and calm, it is too difficult for you to meet such an opportunity."

Shen Guangming didn't understand half of what he heard, and hurriedly tugged on Tang Ou's trousers: "Hero Tang, can you do it?"

Seeing Zhang Ziqiao drifting away, Tang Ou knelt down and looked at Shen Guangming: "No."

Shen Guangming: "..."

Tang Ou: "I'm sorry."

Shen Guangming knew that Tang Ou could not be blamed, because he thought of many things on his own.

Tang Ou told him not to leave, but to rest in Ziyun Peak for a while.

"I said I would help you." Tang Ou took him to his small yard and said it again.

Shen Guangming knew that the ones he insisted on helping were only children who could not be saved ten years ago, so he waved his hand to let Tang Ou do the work, and sat in the yard in a daze.

Tang Ou's small courtyard is at the height of Ziyun Peak, not far from the peak.The more Shen Guangming sat, the more restless he became, so he ran out to wander around, and walked up to the peak.

The view from the top of the peak is very good, the sky and the earth are separated by black mountains, and there are solitary birds gliding between the peaks, gradually going away, and disappearing in the dense greenery.

Here and there are phlox blooms in early spring, pink petals and slender leaves shading an old yard.

Shen Guangming saw Zhang Ziqiao standing in front of the courtyard, but did not open the courtyard door.

The chicks cooed softly under the dilapidated eaves, and the pear branches protruded from the courtyard wall, zigzagging, with three or two bright white flowers on the top.

Zhang Ziqiao sat under the pear branch to stretch his muscles and bones, and raised his hand to wave to Shen Guangming.Shen Guangming knew that he had heard his footsteps and breathing, so he walked out.

"Master Tang Ou." He said.

Zhang Ziqiao looked at him with gentle eyes.Shen Guangming sat beside him, feeling quite nervous.

He told Zhang Ziqiao how he and Tang Ou met, and even explained the relationship between himself and Fei Tianjin.Zhang Ziqiao was overjoyed and laughed again and again.

After he finished speaking, Zhang Ziqiao pointed to the yard behind him and asked, "Do you know where this is?"

Shen Guangming didn't know, so he could guess it: "It's where you used to live."

Zhang Ziqiao asked that Tang Ou had told Shen Guangming about Zhang Ziyun, but he was not angry.Seeing his expression, Shen Guangming guessed that seeing himself today and thinking about imparting martial arts brought back many memories of his past.

This is not only the place where Zhang Ziqiao once lived, but also the place where Zhang Ziyun stayed with him for several years.

The 20-year-old pear tree in the courtyard was found and planted by Zhang Ziyun.It blooms and bears fruit every year.Zhang Ziqiao has not been here for a long time. When I entered the yard a few years ago, I found many young seedlings growing densely under the pear trees.The pears that fell after ripening are rotten, and the core is covered with soil, and they will be full of vitality in the coming year.

It's a pity that the place is not big enough, and the trees are small and thin, and they don't seem to grow up.

Zhang Ziqiao pulled out a lot at that time.He wanted to leave some nutrients for this old tree.There was his name engraved on the tree, as well as Zhang Ziyun's engraved name.

The knife mark has been covered by bulging bark, and the shape of those Chinese characters cannot be seen at all.Zhang Ziqiao still remembered it.He carved it first, and when his younger brother carved it again, he insisted that it must be carved on himself.

"I will grow taller than you." Zhang Ziyun said with a smile.

When he left that day, he was not tall, but was terribly thin because of the lack of food.Realizing that he had seriously injured his elder brother, he was terrified and woke up from the frenzy.

"At that time, there was a famine all over the Central Plains. My two brothers were separated from their relatives. Because of their young age, they were regarded as food by the hungry people several times. At that time, things like changing children to eat happened everywhere. He and I supported each other, and suffered minor injuries and serious injuries. , I finally met Master." Zhang Ziqiao said slowly, "Master met him first on the side of the road. I was dying in the haystack because of hunger and serious injuries, and I didn't know anything. The master was alone and looked haggard, fearing that he would not be able to save the two of them, so he brought him to me, saying that he would sell himself as a slave, and only begged the master to save me."

Although Shen Guangming didn't grow up in a good family, Shen Zhi never treated him harshly in terms of food and clothing, and Shen Zhengyi would share any snacks with his brothers and sisters.When he was a little older, he followed Fang Dazao to cheat, eat and wear well, not only did he not know what famine was like, but he himself might not have tasted the taste of hunger for a long time.He didn't know how to comfort him, so he nodded repeatedly and listened carefully to what he said.

"Although he is an elder brother, he and I are of the same mother. We are similar in appearance and age, so we have not been called brothers for a long time."

After he finished speaking, he looked up at the pear blossom above his head, with a hint of loneliness in his eyes.

"Tang Ou told you about the Qiankun Cave, but he didn't know there was something else in it." Zhang Ziqiao said, "When Master wanted to teach us the exercises that day, he said that the exercises he taught first were extremely dangerous and were the last ones in his life. Try it, but I’m not really sure if it will work. He loves me the most, so he looks at me first. I have no thoughts of life in my heart, so I kneel down to accept it. But Ziyun rushed over and pushed me aside, kneeling deeply on Master’s door. In front of him, ask him to pass on this skill to himself."

Shen Guangming was taken aback.

"Da Lu Gong's viciousness and insidiousness were caused by the evil thoughts that the master had suppressed all his life. When he was dying, he thoroughly understood the martial arts he had learned and watched, and created the Qingyang mental method. But the people outside the Qiankun Cave aroused Maliciousness and grief and anger have accumulated in the heart, if it is not relieved first, the Qingyang mental method will never be achieved."

Shen Guangming finally understood what happened in Qiankun Cave that day: "So it was Zhang Ziyun who first received Dalu Gong, and then you inherited Qingyang's mind."

"It should have been reversed. Da Lu Gong belongs to me, and Qingyang's mentality belongs to him." Zhang Ziqiao spread his hands in the sunlight, the pear branch above his head suddenly rustled, and a pear blossom fell into his hand, "He left After that, I regret every day. He treated me like this, no matter how wrong he did, I can't let him go."

"But you can't find him either." Shen Guangming said.

Zhang Ziqiao took a deep breath and held Lihua in his hands: "Yes. It was my fault, he was avoiding me. Actually... actually those things are not important, I just hope he comes back safely."

He stood up slowly, scattering the powdery crumbs in his hands into the wind.

"Maybe it's because I'm getting older. Recently, I often dream about things when I was a teenager. He was caught in a hunting trap and injured his leg. I carried him to the doctor. When passing by the place where the hungry corpses were buried, he suddenly hugged my shoulder and cried silently. .I seemed to know why he was crying, but I didn’t seem to know. Then...then he knelt in front of me. Half of my body was covered in blood, and his hands were dripping with blood, which was also bloody."

Shen Guangming got up from the ground with him, his chest was congested.He wanted to comfort Zhang Ziqiao, but he didn't know what to say was more appropriate.

Zhang Ziqiao looked back at him with a gentle smile in the corner of his eyes.

"Little thing, you are fine." He said, "Listen to me talking a lot of nonsense, and tell me all the ugly things...Aren't you afraid that I hate you?"

"If you don't teach me Qingyang mentality, it doesn't matter if you hate it." Shen Guangming said.

Zhang Ziqiao looked at him and then at the yard, very sad.

"Teach you, I'm sorry for him." He said, "If I don't teach you, I'm sorry for my apprentice."

Shen Guangming: "You chose not to teach."

Zhang Ziqiao: "That's right. After all, Tang Ou is a fool, I'm not afraid."

Shen Guangming: "..."

He couldn't bear to tell Tang Ou Zhang Ziqiao's comments, so he squatted silently on the rock to watch him chop firewood.Just thinking of what his master said, he shook his head while watching, the more he looked at it, the more distressed he was.

Tang Ou was tall and strong, with the ax raised and lowered with his gestures, the muscles wrapped in thin spring clothes were clearly highlighted.Shen Guangming looked at his shoulders, back, buttocks and legs, and at his own figure, and gnawed harder on the corn cob with unwillingness.

He would be picked up from the bed by Tang Ou every day and ordered him to follow him to work and exercise.Shen Guangming used to learn how to grow a lotus on his tongue, but now Tang Ou took him to learn how to grow a vegetable in the mud, and he was exhausted every day.Because I was too tired, I felt that the meals on Ziyun Peak were delicious, and the bed was the most beautiful place on the peak.When Zhang Ziqiao said he couldn't teach, Shen Guangming immediately felt hopeless and ate and waited to sleep every day, but Tang Ou didn't give up on him, and often advised him to "work harder and he'll be fine."

This day, he carried a corn cob and followed Tang Ou down the mountain to work, but he bumped into Tang Ou's back within a few steps, and the corn in his hand almost fell.

"Oh my god, the last one!" Shen Guangming quickly grabbed the corn, fearing that Tang Ou would blame him for his slack in work, so he even raised the ax in his hand.

But Tang Ou was looking directly at the mountain road, ignoring Shen Guangming's movements behind him.

Shen Guangming poked his head out and took a look: Good guy, a group of monks meandering down the mountain, all of them bald heads shining in the sun, made his eyes hurt.

The leading monk, Qing Junping, looked up and saw Tang Ou and Shen Guangming standing in front, so he raised his hands in salute.

"Hello Tang benefactor. The little monk Zhaoxu, in the name of the abbot, is here to celebrate the birthday of the great hero Zhang."

Standing in the mist of the morning sun, his posture is neither humble nor overbearing, and his figure is tall and straight, which is unforgettable.

Whether Shen Guangming is male or female, he is excited when he sees a good-looking one, so he can't help but look at this monk a few more times.

She is so handsome without hair, but I don't know what it is like to have hair.he thought curiously.

Tang Ou returned the salute but didn't speak, turned around and pulled Shen Guangming up.Shen Guangming turned his head and saw that Zhaoxu and other monks followed slowly.Realizing that his eyes were on him, Zhao Xu nodded and smiled at him with a peaceful and kind expression.

Shen Guangming was very curious.This Zhaoxu looks about the same age as Tang Ou, but his temperament is quite different.

Just about to share this experience with Tang Ou, Tang Ou's face darkened slightly.

"What's wrong with you?" Shen Guangming asked, "Aren't these monks good people?"

"Not bad, not bad." Tang Ou said lightly, "They are here to ask Qingyang's mind."