[Sword Three] Qin Zhongyi

Yuan Zhengyin has not been to Yangzhou City for seven years.

In other words, she didn't go anywhere in the past seven years, and only stayed in Changgemen to realize her "qin" and "sword".

On Yangzhou Road, where the spring breeze is ten miles away, wine flags are waving, and the fine spring rain is hazy, covering the distant mountains, and making the pavilions in front of you seem to be hidden in the early morning mist.

Because of the fluttering drizzle, the bustling wine shop was even more noisy and crowded.

Seven years ago, the master said that she had to travel mountains and rivers to fully understand the sword intent in the piano. After seven years of retreat and practice, the master still said the same words.She was a little skeptical, while the experience seven years ago brought her sweetness, it also left her with a needle-like, fine and dense pain. speech.

Drinkers in the wine shop like to talk about things in the world, but today they kept their mouths tightly shut, because this small shop was crowded with a group of vicious and uninvited guests, and they pushed a white-haired woman in their hands. , The mouth is full of obscene language.These scumbags are all little people from the gopher family. They usually meet upright heroes from famous families in the Jianghu.

Today's several sects are so busy with the Evil Man's Valley and the Haoqi League that they naturally have no time to take care of this kind of scum. They have been proud of themselves in Yangzhou City for so long that they regard themselves as powerful figures.Just like now, as soon as they drink with a loud voice, they will let Xiaoer serve the wine and the other guests will retreat.

On weekdays, their behavior would not be a big deal except for a few slanders, but Yuan Zhengyin was drinking here, and she hated such bullies the most.Yuan Zhengyin didn't see the poor white-haired woman clearly, her brows were furrowed into a ball, and as soon as she raised her hand, she made several deadly moves.The sound of Lingling's qin is not like those women performing arts in the brothel. There is a sect in Jianghu. The disciples in the sect always carry the qin on their backs. Maybe they will play a song of high mountains and flowing water for their friends, but more things, the qin is used to kill people .

Yuan Zhengyin's heart has already been hardened and ruthless during the seven years of retreat, and she will not show mercy once she strikes.Without even looking at the dead bodies of those people, she turned around and was about to walk out of the wine shop.It wasn't just the rain in front of her eyes or other old emotions that aroused her mood. When she was about to step out of the wine shop, she suddenly turned her head and looked at the white-haired woman.

Her hair was as white as snow, and most people would think she was an old man, but that was not what Yuan Zhengyin saw.

Her hands hanging by her sides were clenched into fists, her whole body was trembling, and the shock in her heart could not be added.After a moment of daze, she almost swept towards the white-haired woman like a whirlwind, put her left hand on her shoulder, and tremblingly touched her haggard, sad face with her right hand.She didn't know what it was that could make a free-spirited and heroic girl look like this, and she didn't even know why all her black hair turned into snow!

"Qianxun..." Yuan Zhengyin's trembling voice sounded, but these two simple words contained her seven years of struggle and longing.Her left hand tightened tighter and tighter, until she heard Liu Qianxun's painful cry, she suddenly became alarmed.She pulled him into her arms suddenly.In a direction that no one else could see, a pair of eyes turned red like blood. "You're having a bad time, aren't you?"

Seven years ago, when Liu Qianxun decided to marry Ye Jinglan, she left sadly, and her journey in the rivers and lakes ended in that place.She couldn't convince herself to go to see the wedding of those two people, so she had no choice but to run away and retreat in Changgemen for seven years.When she wanted to find Liu Qianxun countless times, she kept telling herself that Qianxun married someone she loved and loved her, and would live a happy life, which was better than being with her. It is good to sink into the abyss.Even if she came to Yangzhou again this time, she still thought so, but the Liu Qianxun she met was haggard and lost her soul, as if she had aged dozens of years in an instant.

Yuan Zhengyin's fingers slowly passed through Liu Qianxun's white hair. She never waited for the familiar voice, and her heart was filled with despair.Could it be that in seven years, Qian Xun had completely forgotten himself?She slowly let go of Liu Qianxun, but when she saw the scene where her face was full of tears, she felt great grief again.She wanted to know what Liu Qianxun had endured in the past seven years, but she was afraid that if the scars deep in her heart were reopened, the scars that had just healed would become bloody again.

"Azheng..." The long-lost address only appeared in his dream soul for seven years. Yuan Zhengyin seemed to have been tapped on his acupuncture points, his whole body was stiff, and he didn't know how to deal with himself.Her fingertips stayed in Liu Qianxun's eye sockets, and gently wiped away the crystal clear teardrops, but the next moment, hot tears flowed again, burning her fingertips as if they were being burned by a raging fire.

"I have nothing left." The despair in Liu Qianxun's words was like a knife piercing Yuan Zhengyin's heart. At this moment, she could only hug this haggard and sad person, and kept telling her "" You still have me".But does Liu Qianxun really need her?Or do you need the person she loved so desperately like moths to a flame seven years ago?Yuan Zhengyin could hardly hold back the tears in her eyes. She bit her lower lip and didn't want to think about the name again, but from Liu Qianxun's words, she kept repeating it.

It's just that there is only poignant despair left in her tone.

"All my skills are useless." When Liu Qianxun talked about her past events, her tone and demeanor had calmed down. She reached out and grabbed a handful of her white hair, with a cold smile on her lips. "Three years ago, he led his men to a decisive battle with Evilman Valley in Fenghua Valley. Because he was infatuated with a woman sent by Evilren Valley, the military plane leaked, Haoqi League suffered heavy casualties, and even himself was seriously injured. I scattered to save him. After trying my best, I thought he would change his mind and miss me, but as soon as I turned around, I saw him drinking and drinking in the Qinlou Chu Pavilion, spending a lot of money and beauties laughing. Just after my hair turned white all night, He never asked me, I don’t know what I did for what I did. Maybe it’s because I missed the vows of eternal love when I was in love with each other, or I remembered the lanterns with my name written all over the river on the New Year’s Eve that year, and His gentle smile facing the river is because of my naivety, because I thought people's hearts would never change—"

A fire was burning in Yuan Zhengyin's heart, and she almost wanted to tell Liu Qianxun that she made the lantern in the river quietly by herself, and every stroke she wrote was full of longing and admiration.At that time, she also thought about confessing her feelings, but seeing Liu Qianxun smiling sweetly in Ye Jinglan's arms, she swallowed all her grievances and pains by herself.

"Why didn't you come to me?" Yuan Zhengyin almost squeezed out the words through his teeth.

Liu Qianxun froze, she lowered her eyes and said, "I don't know why, but I always feel ashamed to see you. You didn't come to my wedding with Ye Jinglan, I thought you—" Liu Qianxun smiled wryly , "I don't want to destroy his image in your heart."

Tears glistened in Yuan Zhengyin's eyes, she covered Liu Qianxun's lips with her hand, and shook her head.

She cried out silently in her heart: "You don't know, you don't know anything."