stepping on the moon and asking green hills

As expected, Ling Jun couldn't bear it any longer. With a groan, he pulled the flower out of the sheath again and pointed at Situ Jian. He gritted his teeth and said, "You don't know how to repent, you really don't know how to repent!"

"If Guzhu Lingjun misses his old friend and doesn't want to let go, Tang is willing to help." Tang Yun opened his fan again at some point and waved it gently in front of him, walking a few steps leisurely and comfortably.

Hearing what he said, Situ Nianjun broke free from Cheng Qinghuai again, knelt on the ground and kowtowed heavily, and when he raised his head again, his forehead was covered in blood.Her voice was trembling, and she begged bitterly: "Uncle, Nianjun has resentment and hatred in his heart, but I can't just watch my father die in front of me... Please also ask uncle to intercede with the pavilion master, and mourn Bai Shaoxia's pain." You are willing to accept, as long as you can-"

Tang Yun walked up to Situ Nianjun and stood still, leaned down and pinched her chin with one hand to force her to look up, and said with a smile: "None of you can afford to pay for his injuries, but I don't want your father's life today. , I have a condition, if you can do it, I will let your father go."

Situ Nianjun naturally doesn't count when he speaks, and Tang Yun never thought of exchanging anything with her. He let go of his hands and stood up, patted the hem of his clothes, and said casually: "The master of the pavilion clearly marked the price for curing the disease and saving lives. Qiuqiu took back Hengjun for the master of the valley. , and invited Miss Nianjun back by the way, Master Gu—"

Ling Jun pursed his lips and stood aside, looking back at him, waiting for him to finish.

"Master Gu, do you think you owe us a favor?"

"..."

Seeing that he was speechless for a while, Tang Yun put away the folding fan again with a slap, and said after a moment of pondering: "But this is a life-saving grace. If the owner of the valley doesn't let me kill him, it's okay, but you," he turned and looked at Situ Nian Jun said again: "From today onwards, you will stay in Feixing Valley. You will not be able to recognize Situ Jian in this life. From now on, you will be born without this father. Can you do it?"

Ling Jun was taken aback for a moment, and subconsciously glanced at Situ Nianjun.

When Situ Jian heard the words, his heart became hot and he vomited blood again. His face became paler. He coughed a few times and said, "Tang Yun! You despicable villain! I will die today—"

"I promise you!" Seeing that Tang Yun slowly raised his hand again, Situ Nianjun knelt a few steps in front of him, and said anxiously, "From today onwards, I will not go anywhere in Flying Star Valley! Accompany uncle... .not going anywhere..."

"In that case, I'll—"

With a movement of Tang Yun's thumb, the folding fan opened again in his hand. No one saw the movement in his hand clearly, but Situ Jian yelled heart-piercingly, his throat seemed to be torn.

He stopped, and there were fresh bloodstains on the fan of the folding fan in his hand.

Situ Jian clutched his right hand, gasping for breath in pain, he couldn't even groan in pain, his lips opened and closed, and he bit his lower lip so tightly that it almost bleed.

"Father!" Situ Nianjun rushed to his side, grabbed his hand and saw a deep bone wound. Her hands trembled, she tore off her skirt and frantically tried to stop his bleeding, but he pushed him away again.

Situ Jian was probably crazy, maybe he was so painful that he lost his mental will, he knelt and crawled beside Ling Jun, grabbed Ling Jun's clothes with his remaining intact left hand, raised his head and begged: "Nian, Nian Jun, give it back to me!" You... you give me the sword, give me..."

Tang Yun, who had turned around and walked to the fence, was so surprised that he stopped and looked back. He was shocked when he saw Ling Jun and Cheng Qinghuai, and he frowned for a moment, not knowing what to say to that person.

Cheng Qinghuai hesitated again and again, but she went forward and knocked Situ Nianjun unconscious and held her in her arms. She raised her eyes to meet Ling Jun's gaze, and took the crying girl away without saying a word.

Ling Jun was so angry that his heart was about to jump out of his throat. He tried his best to restrain himself, kicked Situ Jian away, gnashed his teeth and said, "You really are a wolf-hearted dog. I don't care about stealing swords, even if you don't hesitate Wan'er, I let you go, Nian Jun is your own daughter—no! You are not worthy of being a father at all! You should have died 16 years ago!"

The flower sword was hanging high in his hand, and the crying faces of Ling Wan and Situ Nianjun appeared alternately in front of his eyes. The sword was about to fall with a cold light. The flower was off by a few inches, and fell to the ground with a clang.

Tang Yun retracted his fan and stood by the fence, glanced at Situ Jian on the ground, and said loudly: "Gu Master, Miss Nianjun is the daughter of Flying Star Valley, and she has nothing to do with Situ Jian from now on. I have broken his right hand. If you can no longer play the qin or hold the sword with your right hand, please think again, Lord Gu.”

After speaking, he took off the sword tassel on the folding fan, and then the folding fan turned into powder in his hands.

When he returned to the room, Bai Qiuling was still lying flat on the bed in the same posture as before, only his eyes could follow him.Sitting on the edge of the bed, he held the hand beside him with one hand, stroked the wound on his wrist with his fingers, and asked with a gentle smile, "Are Qiuqiu angry with me?"

Bai Qiuling blinked, staring at him with a frown.

"I am willing to take the sword of tears. Qiuqiu can no longer blame myself. Besides, you saved my life now. I will untie it for you now. You just promised me to take me back to Yunyin Mountain. See You and Guan, you must not break your promise."

Bai Qiuling blinked again, as a sign of approval.

Tang Yun raised his hand to undo his acupoints, but before he could retract his hand, he quickly grabbed his wrist with his eye-catching hand, pulled him over, turned over and pressed him under him.

"It's easy for me to believe what you say." Fearing that Tang Yun would play tricks again, Bai Qiuling grabbed his neck with one hand and rested his index and middle fingers on his wrist with the other, and said after a while: "If you really can't do it, I won't let myself go."

Tang Yun's heart throbbed, he raised his hand to stroke Bai Qiuling's cheek, and said sorry softly.Bai Qiuling replied softly that it's okay, then leaned over and kissed his lips.

He won't flirt with his lover like Tang Yun, he raised his head after just a light kiss, looked at the bright eyes of the person under him, and said with a smile: "As compensation."

Tang Yun knowingly asked: "What compensation?"

"It's more than ten days late, let the pavilion master miss you." Bai Qiuling still smiled, let go of his hands and sat up, tidied up his loose clothes, draped his black hair like a waterfall on his shoulders, and said: "I found out something very important." Although he was very angry when he first learned that he was "played" by this person again, but there are more important things to do right now, so he decided to write down this account and leave it alone for the time being. Count with this person.

"Coincidentally, I also heard something strange from Situ Jian just now." Tang Yun put his hands on the back of his neck, looking very relaxed.

Bai Qiuling tidied himself up and stood up, tied up his hair casually, and said while tying a ribbon, "I thought you would kill Situ Jian."

"I just wanted to kill him—I saw that you were wounded all over your body, and even wanted to cut him into tens of millions of pieces and feed them to the dogs." Tang Yun got off the bed, just like he did in his room in Ziyang Youfu last time. , took the ribbon from his fingers, straightened his hair, and said: "But Situ Nianjun is kind to me, I promised her not to kill Situ Jian, so I can't break my promise, and I can go with her later. Valley Master Ling Jun is asking for favors."

"What kind of favor?"

"This is a big favor." Tang Yun tied the ribbon, hugged Bai Qiuling from behind, rubbed his lips against his ear, and said in a low voice: "If I didn't stop Ling Jungu from killing Situ Jian , let his precious niece find out, wouldn't that mean breaking all ties with him?"

Bai Qiuling nodded slowly: "What you said is not unreasonable. Now that Situ Nianjun stays in Feixing Valley, for Guzhu Lingjun, it should be an unexpected joy for Hengjun's sword to return to its original owner."

"When are we going back to Yunyin Mountain?" Tang Yun asked suddenly.

Bai Qiuling was taken aback for a moment, and then said helplessly: "We were still discussing about Gu Master's favor just now."

"Then let's go ask for favors first."

Therefore, Bai Qiuling was "forced" to accompany Tang Yun to seek favor from Ling Jun. When he saw Ling Jun at the pharmacy, he was dispensing medicine with a dark face.Bai Qiuling has read all the medical books on medicine, and he has seen most of the herbs in this world, but the few herbs in front of Ling Jun are really unfamiliar to him at this moment.

With the water-colored sword tassel on his finger, Tang Yun leaned over the table and pointed to the fiery fresh medicinal material, and asked, "Master Gu, what is this?"

Ling Jun said angrily: "You can't say it."

"You can't say it..." Tang Yun raised his eyebrows and said with a smile: "The name is quite unique."

Bai Qiuling couldn't help laughing out loud, and took a look at Ling Jun, and happened to see that his face was turning black into an inkstone, he threw the small scale in his hand, and corrected him: "I mean the name of this medicine, don't say it. "

"Ah, I can't say it. The name is very special. I've never heard of it——Have you ever heard of Qiuqiu?"

"I'm talking about this medicine! The name can't be said! It's not that it's called 'unspeakable'!" Ling Jun came out of the medicine cabinet, clapped his hands, walked around Tang Yun to get a casserole in the corner, and said brokenly: "I'm not in Flying Star Valley. Leave outsiders, leave when you are well."

Tang Yun smiled: "Thank you, Master Gu, for saving your life. Before I leave, I have the courage to ask Gu Master for something."

Ling Jun immediately looked at him warily: "What do you want?"

"I want to ask the owner of the valley for two swords."

When Tang Yun said this, Bai Qiuling and Ling Jun were taken aback for a moment, and they were about to get angry when they saw Ling Jun. Bai Qiuling pulled Tang Yun back behind him, saluted him respectfully, and apologized: "Senior, sir! The Lord is begging for a sword for me, so please don't blame me, Senior."

"Hengjun has already exchanged Tang Yun's life, so there is no reason to take it back! I—"

As soon as Ling Jun opened his mouth, Tang Yun stood up from behind Bai Qiuling, put his hands on his shoulders and led him to the side, and said with a smile: "The owner of the valley is not at a loss, after using so many precious medicinal materials in my life body, how can we give Hengjun to us?"

Ling Jun flicked his sleeves and let out a snort, turned around and stopped talking.

Bai Qiuling put one hand on Tang Yun's shoulder and shook his head at him, but Tang Yun smiled at him gently, patted his hand, and said, "It's like the blood of Feixing Valley flowing on Miss Nianjun's body." , Hengjun’s flowers are all the blood of Flying Star Valley—maybe, the owner of the valley will lend us the sword casting manual and bring it back to Yunyin Mountain, so we can make two more by ourselves.”

Ling Jun turned around slowly, and asked him seriously: "Are you here to ask for the sword, or to ask about the sword-making manual? Did you believe Situ Jian's nonsense?!"

"Don't get excited, the owner of the valley. I don't mean anything else. After all, Qiuqiu comes from Yunyin Mountain. Hearing things related to Master, it is inevitable to be more curious." Tang Yun explained.

Ling Jun took a few steps forward, glanced back at him, and said in a deep voice, "Come with me."

In order to cast the Hengjun sword and the flower sword, Ling Jun built a sword casting room on the east side by himself. A group of three people stopped in front of the clusters of flowers. Bai Qiuling turned his head and looked in. He could vaguely see There are some traces of sword casting, and a few pieces of scrap iron are lying on their backs, next to a pile of unburned charcoal fire.

Ling Jun pushed open the door and led the two of them in. As he walked in, he said, "Every plant and tree in Flying Star Valley can be used as medicine. There are thousands of herbs, but only two swords."

Tang Yun was very impolite. He stretched out his hand to pick up the unused herbs in the dustpan, and said, "I heard that the owners of Feixing Valley did not use swords in the past. How come the generation of owners not only use swords, but also forge swords themselves."

Ling Jun coughed twice, pushed Tang Yun to the side, opened the cabinet in the corner, half of his body was about to get in.He searched for a long time, took out a blue cloth package, patted the ashes on it, and said: "This is the condition for my father to let me inherit the position of valley owner."

Bai Qiuling took the seemingly old package from him, opened it carefully, and saw two books of sword casting manuals with yellowed pages. He flipped through a few pages and said, "This is the Hengjun sword and the sword casting manual." The sword casting manual of the foil."

"That's right," Ling Jun clapped his hands, pointed to the sword-casting manual in Bai Qiuling's hand, and said, "Father gave it to me 20 years ago. I first cast Hengjun, and after Situ Jian stole the sword, I cast a lanyard,—— Maybe it's a coincidence, the names of Wan'er and I coincide with these two swords."

Ling Jun smiled bitterly, and sighed again: "I used Wan'er's blood to enter Hengjun, not to mention Situ Jian, even I can't play the piano and control the sword, only Wan'er."

"That's why Situ Jian thought that Miss Nianjun must also be able to control the sword. I have been forcing her to learn piano and sword for so many years, but I never thought that Senior Ling Wan is unique in this world." Bai Qiuling sighed.

Tang Yun rested his chin in one hand, frowned and thought for a moment, and said: "The flower sword is probably different."

"You're smart." Ling Jun sneered, and walked out slowly with his hands behind his back, "Why don't you come out?"

Bao Nianjun, Wan'er once came to look for me. She escaped from Linhai Villa, but she didn't ask me to take her in. I drove her out, and she waited until she gave birth to Nianjun, and then came to me. "

Bai Qiuling sorted out all this before and after, and then asked: "Is this how the flying star imprint on Miss Nianjun's wrist came from?"

"Wan'er is unique in the world, and Nianjun is also unique in this world. It's not that Nianjun doesn't know how to control a sword, but that she can only control a flower sword. Now that the flower sword is in my hand, it looks like it cuts iron like mud, but If it is handed over to Nian Jun, it will be invincible and even better."

Tang Yun thought about it carefully, and said: "So back then, the flower sword was forged for Miss Nianjun. For so many years, the owner of the valley has not touched Linhai Villa. In fact, he is waiting for Miss Nianjun to come back."

"I finally waited for her to come back in 16 years, but it's too late now. She can plead with Situ Jian with her life, and she is destined to no longer belong to me in Flying Star Valley." Ling Jun's tone was full of regret and helplessness. He stretched out his hand to pick a fiery red flower that Tang Yun had just seen in the pharmacy, stared at it for a long time, then crushed it bit by bit, and the dark red flower juice dripped down the ground between his fingers. , He said again: "This flower used as medicine can make people forget everything. It is a real sense of forgetting everything. She will not think of her parents, and she will not know me as an uncle. And why is it called Situ Nianjun?"

It sounded very cruel, and it was extremely unfair to Situ Nianjun. Bai Qiuling was stunned when he heard it, but Tang Yun smiled. He also pinched a flower in his hand, pulled off a petal and chewed it carefully in his mouth. Said very calmly:

"Father is a villain who is ungrateful and revengeful, and mother is a poor person who has suffered a lifetime and will not die well in the end. Such parents will only torture her in her memory for the rest of her life—why not let her know that there is someone who loves her from now on. My uncle, weaved the story of this life experience more carefully. She is the daughter of the Ling family who was born in Feixing Valley without any worries and grew up in Feixing Valley. She is not called Situ Nianjun, but "Yiwan". It is a good thing for Jian to live happily ever after."