The Beginning of the Mountain Rain in the Palace of Eternal Life

The long night is more, the long night is deep, the moon is bright, the moon is bright, the long road is long, the moon shines and the night is bright.

A stranger in black was walking alone along the long street. On the other side of the long street, there was a lot of people, noisy and lively.

He looked up and saw the other side of the long street, bright lights, people coming and going, all kinds of lanterns hanging on the stone bridge of the long street.There are many men, women and children surrounded by the river, and the colorful and bright river lights on the river float quietly along the quiet water waves.From a distance, it looks like a vast expanse of stars, very beautiful.

Unknowingly, he also approached the crowd and among the lanterns.

"Ah, young man, don't you look like a local, are you a traveler from outside? Why are you traveling late at night? Do you want to rest here? Tonight we have a Lantern Festival in our town, and there will be fireworks later, so stay lively Can you?"

He raised his eyes and found a simple and honest middle-aged man standing in front of him.

The man in black glanced at the simple and honest man with a smile and said, "Why is there a Lantern Festival?"

"Ah?" The big man was stunned, touched his head, and then smiled, "Hey... because the festival is so lively, everyone likes it, so happy!"

"Like...happy..." the man in black murmured, then laughed softly.

"Ha! You're happy too! Happy holidays! Everyone..." Before he could finish speaking, the unfinished words got stuck on the blade that had wiped his neck, blood gushed out immediately, and he collapsed with an expression full of disbelief land.

"I've been very sad recently, in a very bad mood, very unhappy...I'm not happy...how can you be so happy? Huh? Hehe..."

"Ah! Dead! Killing!" Then a sharp roar pierced the night sky.

"It's really noisy..." He murmured, his cold eyes scanning the chaotic and panicked crowd around him.

"Ah! You killed my son! Return my son's life!" Suddenly, an old woman rushed out of the crowd, ignoring the dissuasion of others, and rushed towards the man in black.

There was a splash of blood, and the head of the old woman was separated five steps away from the man in black.The common people in the countryside have been at ease all their lives, and they have never seen such a battle before.Immediately frightened, hands and feet fluttered and panicked, and many people were tripped to the ground and even trampled.

The man in black pulled out the long knife on his waist, and walked towards the crowd step by step. Wherever he went, blood was spilled in the air and mottled with bright red.

For a while, the ordinary town that was supposed to be bustling with fireworks and festivities was screaming and screaming.The street was full of scattered lanterns and stalls, and blood flowed across the long street.The fluttering petals drifted down the night sky to the pool of blood, and then flowed into the river, creating a delicate red ripple.

After a moment, everything was silent, only the night wind passed by, leaving nothing but sorrow, blowing through a corner of purgatory on earth.

There is a wind blowing, blowing down the wooden pole, and then knocking down the random fireworks nearby.Then, there was a crisp sound, and the bright and gorgeous fireworks suddenly pierced the night sky, reflecting the dead bodies and ruins all over the place.

"Don't kill me! No...no...don't kill me! Please...please! Let me go!" Suddenly a low voice came from the corner.

The man in black glanced over and saw a child covered in blood curled up next to a pile of bamboo baskets, begging with his eyes closed and shivering.

He pulled a bleak smile and walked over.

"If I were you, I would definitely hide myself well and never let the enemy find me, instead of shouting about my location so loudly, such a stupid behavior will only bring disaster to myself faster. "After that, he put the long knife against the child's neck.

"Ah! Let me go! Let me go..."

There was a crash, accompanied by a splash of blood, and then the head fell to the ground with a bang.

"The world is dangerous, you are so stupid, it is really not suitable to stay in such a place, so... thank me, the other side of hell... haha..." Immediately, he put the long knife into its sheath, turned and left.

After the man in black stayed away, the curled and motionless shadow in the dark just came out a little bit, but it couldn't stop weeping silently looking at the devastation.

This massacre happened half a month ago, and people were killed inexplicably one after another.The murderers used sharp long knives to cut off their heads, not for revenge, and no one was spared, no matter old or young, women or children, except for the boy who was only thirteen or fourteen years old in the original town.

A decent knight went to investigate, found the boy, and based on the boy's description, drew the murderer's face, and then posted a list and offered a reward.

For a time, this person was listed at the top of the North Ridge most wanted reward list, and the bounty was generous. Many people went to capture and kill him, but none of them returned, which only added a few more grievances.

Qian Yuehen left Wangliu Peak and traveled all the way west. Wherever he passed, there were complaints, teahouses, restaurants, and inn hawkers. They all talked about it.

So, along the way, he was also influenced by what he saw and heard, and he was also deeply angry for this murderer. How could there be such a vicious person in the world who killed innocent people for no reason.However, he has no clue about the whereabouts of his junior brother.

The long night fades away, and the dawn comes. The towns that came early are deserted, except for the occasional sound of the soldiers guarding the city.

Qian Yuehen was going to the next town to pursue him, so he set off early, and when he approached the city gate, he saw a notice on the city wall full of rewards.

He remembered the matter of the man in black, so he walked over, wanting to see what happened.

When he saw the face of the person in the portrait clearly, he was suddenly startled and took a breath of air.

"Ah... this..." He couldn't help taking a few steps back, his mind was tangled.

The person in the painting is clearly his junior brother, Xue Fengchen, regardless of the expression and outline, they are all exactly the same.And there is a green seal engraved in the lower right corner of the portrait [One stroke of Jiangshan]

These four words made him not suspect that the murderer's appearance was misjudged, and ordinary painters would not leave their names on the reward list.This intention is only to distinguish the fine brushwork of the two famous painters in Beiling, one is Chunhua Jiuqu, painting Fangfei, and the other is Jiangshan, Mo Shuyan.

Both of them are well-known both from their masters and their own skills. One is good at painting people, and the other is good at painting landscapes.There has been no brother-in-law for many years, so the two have always been at odds.But most ordinary people couldn't tell the difference between the two's paintings, and there were some unpleasant comments occasionally, so they got the seal.

Besides the portrait, what made him most sure of the identity of the person offering the reward was the description inside.

It is said that the murderer likes to wear black clothes, walks often at night, wears a half-arm silver knife with a unicorn treading on the moon on his waist, and may use a two-inch flying leaf carving knife when killing people.

The silver-bladed knife with Qilin Tayue painted on the back of the knife was originally the knife worn by the master in his life, and it was about three inches long.After the master died, Qian Yuehen gave the knife to Xue Fengchen, but he didn't like long swords, so Qian Yuehen changed it to half an arm's length.And the reason why he doesn't like long knives is because this junior brother's life hobby is carving.The years in the mountains are long, so he didn't know when he fell in love with carving.When he has nothing to do, he starts to carve various objects, wood carving, stone carving and ice sculpture, as long as he can carve, he will try.The sculptures are of different shapes, including flowers, birds, insects, fish, men, women and children.Therefore, Xue Fengchen always carries various carving knives in his hands.

"What's going on here? How did my junior become No.1 on the North Ridge reward list..."

Even so, although Qian Yuehen was shocked, he quickly calmed down. No matter what, he must be found first.

So, he turned around and aimed at the person at the top of the list.

The breeze condenses the dew for two or three cold days, the sun breaks through the dawn and the sky shines again, last night the stars and the moon are fine things, and the opposite is invisible in a blink of an eye, the rivers and lakes are far away from each other, drunk with a waning old dream, looking back at the old man...

On the edge of the cliff, the bonfire has long since annihilated the darkness, the long night receded, and the dawn suddenly appeared, only the ashes remained, telling the story of his old friend, tonight and night.

Yanxia Mountain, where bamboos and bamboos live, the breeze hangs down, slowly sending a ray of dark fragrance.

"Sir, can you know?" Ji Mengchuan glanced at the two people who were unconscious, and then turned to look at Lin Fengque, who was making medicine at the side.

"Yes, but the technique is not comparable to that of a master. It can only deceive children and people without brains."

"Don't lie, it's better than a mask."

"Wouldn't it be more convenient not to save them?"

"This..." Ji Mengchuan lowered his head slightly and sighed in a low voice.

"In life, there is always an inescapable bond. When you are born in the world, you are destined to bear the original root forever. No matter where you wander, you will travel thousands of miles."

"Being cut continuously is the most tormenting. It turns out that you are still such a contradictory person."

"No matter what I do, I always adhere to a principle and foundation in my heart, so Jimou is not contradictory. I know exactly what I am doing, how I should do it, and how to go next. I am very clear."

"I'm not interested in knowing you! I don't even want to know your past. All I know is that you owe me one more time."

"Ha, write down the trace, sir, you will be safe."

The natural dangers and cliffs are conceived by nature, and the universe inside is amazing. There is a clear spring, a waterfall, and hundreds of miles of floods, which are clear and transparent.

With a whistle, the eagle croaked in the sky, swooped down, and rushed into the waterfall.

A moment later, a swordsman in black also followed the eagle's direction, his figure was swift, and he rushed into the rushing waterfall in the blink of an eye.

Re-entering the eyes, there is another world in front of you.

Attics and waterside pavilions, pavilions and corridors, one inch of clear waves and one inch of flowers, one mountain and one stone are full of fragrance, not losing the years in the city, and a few times of time.

In front of the flowerbed, a man was carefully observing the changes.Hearing that the footsteps were approaching, he raised his head and turned around to look, and saw a swordsman in black walking slowly, his expression was still as indifferent and alienated as when he first met, even in front of him, the savior. a cent.

"What's up?" the man asked.

"Sure enough, Xiran was defeated. Fu Huaisheng didn't kill her. She has already returned to Wangmeijian. The poisonous hand Qianhe has also learned of Ye Huangquan's death. Maybe he is already at Wangmeijian at this time."

"Where's the swordsman next to Xi Ran?"

"already left."

"What happened to Ji Mengchuan and Qian Yuehen?"

"Ji Mengchuan seems to be looking for your whereabouts, but recently he rescued a foreigner who was besieged and killed for two years, and brought them back to Yanxia Mountain for treatment. As for Qian Yuehen, he is trying his best to find the whereabouts of his junior brother. There is no connection with Ji Mengchuan and Lin Feng."

"It seems that he has already begun to doubt my original intentions. He is really a shrewd man who cannot be deceived."

"He's good with the knife."

"If you can get such affirmation from you, then this person needs to be considered even more."

"You're going to kill him?"

"Only by taking precautions can we prevent failure. There is no guarantee that he will not be united with Lin Feng and others in the future, but it is not yet the time to deal with him. Just pay attention to his actions."

"What has been your greatest success so far?"

Dugu Jian was stunned, and after a moment of silence, he said, "Success or failure is always at the end, this time, I will let him lose without leaving any room!"

"Win in your eyes, doesn't it include everything you have lost?"

"His loss is everything to me! I will not hesitate to pay any price!"

"You haven't thought about it, let it go, and you actually have a lot in the blink of an eye."

"None of those matters!"

"Hehe..." The swordsman suddenly smiled, which surprised Dugu Jian.

"Will a person who has amnesia and can't even remember who he is have the understanding and emotion of the world's ignorance?"

"I just lost my memory, not my brain. I know that there is someone in my heart, but I just forgot it temporarily. One day I regain the past, and she will be everything to me, and no one can shake or change her."

"You are stupid, how can a person who really loses his memory have illusory past emotions, a killer is the most suitable path for you, you are the first person I have ever seen who really kills people without emotion, like a tool to lose their lives, Human love is not suitable for you at all."

"A person who has lost himself is not qualified to teach others the direction of life. It is possible that you will still end up with a very miserable failure in the end."

"I will let you see that the moment I succeed, the enemy will die at my feet!"

"Hopefully that day you won't regret what you've done in your life."

"I'm very surprised, how can a cold-blooded and ruthless killer like you have so many emotions?"

"Killing and liking are not contradictory. Except for her in my heart, everyone else is an ant that can be killed."

"Well, there will definitely be no chance for you to mention her again in the future."

Suddenly someone came walking shallowly, carrying a wisp of fragrance.

"Husband..."

Following a tweed call, a woman in a purple water gauze dress came towards this side, holding a small bowl in her hand, which was filled with black viscous liquid.

"If there is nothing wrong, I will leave." The swordsman said.

"Go ahead, report back if there is a change."

Then, the swordsman turned and left indifferently with a blank face.

"Ma'am, I have something to ask you." Dugu Jian said to the woman.

"Ah... what's the matter?" The woman lowered her head slightly, closed her eyes, and pursed her red lips slightly, her uneasy expression revealed her modesty that could not be hidden.

"Ma'am..." Dugu Jian took the bowl from the woman's hand, raised her chin with his right hand, and made her look up at him.

"Uh...husband...I..."

"I know you won't lie, and you never lie, and that's what I like most about you."

"Husband..."

"So... tell me... did you deliberately hinder the growth rate of the datura grass?"

"This...my...husband..." The woman didn't say it directly, but admitted silently with twinkling eyes.

"Why? Hmm? Do you know how much I trust you, or do you not want to see Yi'er again?" After finishing speaking, Dugu's sword tightened, and a coldness flashed in his eyes.

"Uh...no! Please! Don't hurt Yi'er! He's your son too...you can't hurt him..."

"You know, there is nothing I can't or dare not do. If I succeed, you will be able to reunite with Yi'er for the rest of your life. If I fail, I will kill him and let you meet in the underworld."

"You! Why can't you just let go and live peacefully with us? I don't care if you ruined my father's hard work. Fame and fortune in the world are nothing but clouds and smoke. Let's not be good..."

Hearing a slap, the woman fell to the ground with a muffled groan, and then sobbed softly while covering her cheeks.

"Stupid, what do you know? Women and children are always dragged down by mud and sand, only you don't know if you are sinking. Do you want me to be the same as you?"

"Well... you... oh..." The woman stopped looking at him, turned her face away, and sighed deeply, tears slowly streaming down her face.

"If I don't see a mature mandala grass within the time limit, I will sacrifice your son's blood first!"

"No! Don't hurt him! I was wrong! Please give me a few more days! I don't dare anymore..." After finishing speaking, the woman climbed up and grabbed Dugu Jian's arm to plead, regardless of her tears.

"Then show your sincerity..." After finishing speaking, Dugu Jian handed her the bowl full of black liquid.

"I... got it" Then, the woman took the medicine bowl and walked to the center of the flowerbed, and began to water the thumb-sized blue-purple seedling.

Wang Mei Jian.

That year, the sky was full of frost and snow, and the world of Boliang was unbearably cold, so he disappeared into the underworld.Flying flowers everywhere, white plums and umbrellas half-hidden his face, he is in front of him.

"Master... Ah... I really failed... It's my disciple's incompetence! I can't kill my enemy...I..."

Returning to Xi Ran at Wangmei Jian, looking back at the old scene, and looking up again, there is only a lonely shadow and a lonely grave alone, and I can't help but feel sad.

She walked slowly to the grave, and stretched out her hand to caress the familiar long moon-arc knife, slowly inch by inch, as if it was about to be branded into her bones and blood. Before she knew it, tears flowed down her face, and immediately wet the front of her clothes. .