Chasing brother for thousands of miles

After that day, not long after, the king of hell ordered the pursuers of Mr. Qixian to find that it became easier for them to track Mr. Qixian's whereabouts.

Several times, they even almost touched the corner of Mr. Qixian's clothes.

At the beginning, they thought that even though the man was notoriously erratic when he became famous, he would eventually get tired if he fled around the clock with such a large number of people.

And no matter how high a master is, once he is tired, he will easily show his flaws.

Indeed, at the beginning, everyone thought so.

But soon, keen people noticed something was wrong. All kinds of news, true and false, came from any place in the Wulin where there were people. No matter whether it was east, west, north or south, almost everyone had discovered the whereabouts of Mr. Qixian.

Overnight, there seemed to be countless "seven-string sons" added to the rivers and lakes, one here and the other, dizzyingly dizzying. No one knows which one is real and which one is fake.

In the darkness, there was a soft "pop" sound suddenly, and two slender fingers held a black jade chess piece and knocked it gracefully on the chessboard.

"I really didn't expect that someone would dare to help Qixian at this time." A male voice with a slight smile sounded from the shadows, "I underestimated him."

From the opposite side of the person who made the sound, he slowly stretched out his other hand, slowly placed the white jade chess piece with his fingertips on the board, and then sneered, "You are wrong, this kind of handwriting should be done by the person in the inn Yes. Seven strings?"

The person's voice rose slightly, as if carrying a subtle feeling of regret and contempt, and commented: "Actually, there are quite a lot of people in the Jianghu who have received the favor of Qi Xian. It can be said that Qi Xian's indifferent and lonely personality is like a lone wolf. Can’t manage good relationships.”

"You're right." Another black jade chess piece landed on the chessboard, cutting off the big dragon that could have been used by the white chess piece. Knowing that he is just a lone traveler, it doesn't matter to us. But he is not knowledgeable, and it is a trivial matter to get rid of him."

"Stupid!" The man suddenly became angry when he heard the compliment, his tone was obviously reprimanded, he stretched out his hand and slapped a white piece on the chessboard, sealing all the fine kung fu done by the white piece before.

"Qixian is limited even if he can cause a storm, but together with the guy who runs the inn, he can beat all the idiots in the rivers and lakes. At this moment, you and I miscalculated, isn't it just because of contempt? And the kid who survived from the Liu family, I can't think of...doing things so carelessly..."

"I lost." The person who was reprimanded was still not in a hurry, he just gave up his son to admit defeat, and then said: "I am taught. But the Qixian is just an abandoned son. I have analyzed the 'qixian' Although their whereabouts seem to be messy, they are actually orderly, that person must have wanted to hide his position and move to the desert, no matter what, we have fulfilled our wish."

"Hmm. Qixian loses because he thinks he's the center of all our plans, and that's why he misjudged. Remember, don't think too highly of yourself before you become a real master!"

"clear."

This strange conversation in the dark is not heard, only the two parties who know the dialogue know, but at this moment, the two brothers of the Wen family, whom they call "too much of themselves", are on their way to Wudang.

Swaggeringly.

"Old man Huang, thank you very much." Wen Nianyuan lifted the curtain of the carriage, and handed the bamboo tube filled with water to the old man driving the carriage.

All the people who thought that Qixian was like a frightened bird who only dared to walk in the dark night to pick up the remote path would never have imagined that these two people would dare to sit on the official road in a carriage so leisurely in broad daylight.

"Hey, it's okay, you two sit still!" The old man took the bamboo tube, raised his neck and drank half of it, and continued to tug on the rein vigorously.

Wen Nianyuan retracted his head, looked at Qi Xian who was sitting in the car, he closed his eyes slightly, as if he was closing his eyes to rest his mind.

Ever since the two of them planned to fight back to Wudang, this man has always had this lazy and silent appearance.

At that time, regarding how to divert the attention of the pursuers, Qixian proposed that he and Wen Nianyuan split into two groups, but obviously, Wen Nianyuan would never let Qixian disappear from his sight again.

Qi Xian, who was rarely refuted by this person, showed a slight surprise on his face at that time, and what surprised him even more, Wen Nianyuan really gave a new plan.

"Brother, you have always been very smart." Qi Xian remembered that man Wen Nianyuan said so solemnly at that time, "but almost all your plans are executed by yourself."

"You think I think too highly of myself and don't trust others?" He asked Wen Nianyuan, without any warmth in his eyes.

Wen Nianyuan shook his head, "I know, you are afraid of hurting others, your gentleness, those people you have saved and I all understand. Why do you always want to shoulder the heaviest burden alone, brother, Jianghu, have never been alone. Human battlefield."

After those words, Mr. Qixian, who was always eloquent, felt speechless.

The road ahead was probably not smooth, the carriage bumped twice, Qi Xian slowly opened his eyes, as if Wen Nianyuan's words that day were still ringing in his ears.

Whether it is the rivers and lakes or life, in his opinion, it is just a lonely journey.However, Wen Nianyuan said that the world is never a battlefield for one person.

He suddenly said, despite looking ahead, "Those people, are they safe?"

Wen Nianyuan knew what he was asking. When Wen Nianyuan used the unique method of the inn to contact those who had been helped by Qixian, even he did not expect that so many people would risk their lives in such a precarious situation. Willing to come out and help them.

Those people have all kinds of identities, even outside the Jianghu, old people, children, women, all kinds of j□j, just stand up like this.

"Don't worry, as long as we are fast enough." Wen Nianyuan put his hand on Qixian's knee and shook his overlapping hand.

Qixian hooked the corners of her mouth, but that smile didn't look very happy, and said coolly: "It's not something you should do to ask for favors."

"Brother, why am I standing behind you, you know." Wen Nianyuan looked straight into his eyes and saw Qi Xian's eyes flicker slightly, "They are the same. No one puts a sword on their necks, what do you want them to do?" , In my letter, I only asked them if they would like to help. There is no asking for favors, they stand up because they believe in you and like you. "

After his words fell, there was no one in the carriage for a long time, and there was a loud whip sound outside, and the old man's hoarse voice with years of precipitation rang out loudly.

"You two masters, the old man doesn't understand what beatings and killings are. But the old man knows that the two masters are good people, Lao Geng can save his life, and Lao Geng's half-sick little girl can now eat and drink It's all because of you that someone takes care of you!"

"The old man is just a friend of Lao Geng, who is half buried in the ground, what are you afraid of dying? Don't worry, the Buddha said, good people will be rewarded, and the two masters are good people, and God will stand on the side of the two! Sit tight! ,drive!"

The carriage passed the bumpy section of the road and began to drive forward steadily. Inside the car, Wen Nianyuan turned his head to look at Qixian's expression. Qixian didn't seem to hear anything, but Wen Nianyuan could feel that the ice and snow in his eyes melted .

The old man Huang who drove the car was a friend of the driver Geng Zhengxiang when he was in Jinguan City. Geng Zhengxiang took risks for his seriously ill daughter and was sentenced to exile.

It was Qixian who left the money to take care of her, so she didn't starve to death on the bed.

For this man, this is just one of the countless things he has done casually, and he has never felt that he needs to repay to do those things.

He has never felt that he needs gratitude, or awe, or fear, or love, or loathing, or admiration, nor does he need friends, relatives, or people standing by his side.

All sentient beings in this world are suffering. He has always looked at it indifferently. If you ignore it, you will have no fear. If you don’t have it, you won’t lose it.

It's just... Turning his eyes slightly to Wen Nianyuan, since he got the scent of this guy, it seems that he has been fettered and fettered more and more.

trouble.

It's also... interesting.

"You never thought about what to do if I was wrong?" Qixian said suddenly, "If I am wrong, the other party's purpose is not the one we guessed, and Wudang Mountain will be fine. If those who risk their lives pretending to be me Got caught, huh?"

If you owe too much, you have to pay it back.

Too much debt, how to pay it off?

"Then make no mistake."

This is a big gamble, different from before, a gambler like Qi Xian only bet on himself, he doesn't care if he wins or loses.But now he has too many bets, so he can't be wrong, and he can't lose.

At the foot of Wudang Mountain.

The little girl in red seemed to hold her grandfather's hand timidly, and looked around uneasily. If she listened carefully, she could hear his voice gnashing his teeth in despair but had to try his best to keep it down.

"Surname! Ning! Of! Looking for the son? Looking for Liuchen? Isn't this Wudang Mountain?" If possible, Qingtong really wanted to beat Ning Xiumao, but in fact, apart from lightness kungfu, his insignificant and crappy martial arts He really couldn't beat Ning Xiumao, and it was useless to jump in a hurry.

Ning Xiumao looked up at Wudang Mountain, and sighed: "The scenery is so beautiful, it is really beautiful, and it is worthy of being a century-old school, but the momentum is different."

"you!"

"Hey, it's Grandpa, the little girl is so ignorant." Ning Xiumao stretched out his hands to mess up the hair of the "little granddaughter" with a face full of smugness, "Go, go up the mountain secretly!"

...Is it necessary to speak so loudly and secretly?

Qingtong wanted to keep his indifferent expression and unsmiling personality, but it seemed that he would never be able to maintain it in front of Ning Xiumao.

This man really deserves a beating.

Seeing that Qingtong's eyes were almost distorted, Ning Xiumao comforted him: "Little Qingtong, calm down, calm down, I think your son will definitely come, Wudang is a good place."

Qingtong glanced at him sharply, the carefree man used sound transmission to enter secrets when he said this sentence.

what does he know

The author has something to say: the winter solstice is coming XDDD I ate glutinous rice balls the size of a fist today!Happy Winter Solstice, everyone, dress warmly, eat well!