[Dragon Sword] Book of Laughing and Forgetting

who forgets first

Timo didn't love to fight, after a few rounds with Jianzi, he shouted loudly, and the silver stick sword swung out "God and Demon Slash", kicking up a cloud of flying sand and rocks, and he waited for an opportunity to get away.Jianzi was concerned with the battle in the Kongzang Hall, so he had no intention of chasing him, so he went straight to the hall.

In the Kongzang Hall, the prayer flags were overturned, the ritual vessels were damaged, and the ground was in a mess. The little living Buddha sat cross-legged in the center of the magic circle, quietly adjusting his breath.

"Buddha?"

The little Living Buddha opened his eyes, folded his palms together and recited the Buddha's mantra, "Xiadao, father and daughter have left safely, and the king of the bloodthirsty clan retreated suddenly after fighting the Saint Walker."

Jianzi frowned, and muttered, "Simon is bound to win the son of Xie, I'm afraid he won't let it go so easily, father and daughter are dangerous. Thank you Buddha today, Jianzi will leave first." After finishing speaking, he nodded his head as a signal, and disappeared.

Jianzi chased after the escape traces of Xiadao father and daughter. He was born in a Taoist school, and his light body skills were particularly outstanding. He walked against the wind and soon left the field of Liufa Tiangong.Entering the woods, he came to a cave, and he suddenly stopped, "Huh?"

At this time, the sun was shining, Xiadao should have taken his daughter into the cave to escape the sunlight, but near the cave, the footprints were messy, judging by the number of them, there were more than a dozen people, and the surrounding vegetation was destroyed by the energy of the sword, scattered in all directions, Apparently there had been a bad fight.

Jianzi is a master of swordsmanship. Looking around, he saw the traces of the battlefield. He knew ten people at a glance. He could tell at a glance that there were dozens of people besieging a first-class master. The master obviously didn't try his best. , never loves fighting, and is able to handle tasks with ease, it should be undoubtedly the way of Shu.And the dozen or so besiegers, they had a good formation, they should be from the same sect, but they were not flexible enough, and their physical coordination was not sophisticated enough, but their advance and retreat were quite disciplined, what they lacked was their temper.

After the disaster of the Yekouyue people and the bloodthirsty clan, there are not many forces that can dispatch such a neat team of troops.

Longsu...

Jianzi turned his mind, stopped staying, and continued to chase along the trail.

The bamboo fence is entwined with morning glories, and the house is as quiet as ever.

Escaping numerous pursuits all the way, Shu Daoxing took his beloved daughter back to the original residence.

Holding his delirious daughter who was struggling constantly, Shu Daoxing was heartbroken, "Could it be that there is no room for my innocent and weak girl in the world!"

Hot tears rolled down slowly, Shu Daoxing pulled out the chivalrous sword, but dropped it tremblingly, and slowly let go of his daughter's hand, "Xiang'er, you go, you can save your life if you go back to the bloodthirsty tribe."

Liu Xiangyin broke free from him, and shed tears in a daze. She turned her head three times a step, reluctant to let go. At the moment of father and daughter's last farewell, she never noticed a sharp light flash in the woods, followed by a roar.

At the end of everything, there was a moment of clarity in this weak woman's mind that had always been bewildered. She thought of Su Xuyuan who smiled and listened to her playing the piano by the Cuiliu Lake, Yin Leihunte who took her hand carefully, and Sha When she met her husband Nie Qiuxing who accompanied her all the way to the Central Plains, she remembered the majestic and deep bloodthirsty king in the dark city of Jia...

Who can control his own destiny and spend his whole life with the one he loves?

She closed her eyes, her consciousness was once again occupied by bloodthirsty nature, and she silently bared her fangs.

When Jianzi rushed to this secluded place outside the world, the sun had already slanted to the west. He came all the way, either intercepting or persuading, and persuaded away several groups of knights who heard that the purification failed and wanted to kill the son of evil, so Delayed time.

In fact, he still hasn't made up his mind on how to deal with the daughter of the chivalrous sword and the son of evil.What is the crime of the unborn child, but whether it is from the records in the bloodthirsty yearbook or the analysis of the current increasingly severe situation, it is undoubtedly the best solution if you can make up your mind to avoid future troubles.

Needless to say Fojian's standpoint, even Long Su, who had an ambiguous attitude, was determined to kill him. Jianzi smiled wryly, indeed, it is not up to him to decide what to do now.

The place where Xiadao lived in seclusion was right in front of him, and Jianzi suddenly stopped in his tracks.

The thick smell of blood in the air has already revealed everything. Next to the old grave in the courtyard, a new grave has been erected.

Long Su picked up a stick of incense and inserted it into the censer in front of the grave. When he heard familiar footsteps, he didn't turn his head and said calmly, "Xiadao's father and daughter are dead. born."

"You buried it?"

"Since Xia Dao is dead, I don't care about any old grievances."

Jianzi took the incense from Long Su, and worshiped in front of the tomb, "Is the way of Shu doing justice to kill relatives?"

Long Su snorted lightly, but didn't say anything, and stepped back a few steps to make it easier for the sword to burn incense.

After burning the incense, the two left together, Jianzi still remembered Long Su's subtle attitude just now, so he asked: "Isn't it?"

"The Buddhist sword was also there before." Long Su didn't answer directly, but said vaguely.

Jianzi said "oh", Long Su didn't like the Taoism of Shu in the past, but since he was willing to help with the funeral, he still didn't want to say a few more words, there must be other reasons.After much deliberation but unable to guess the answer, Jianzi cut straight to the point, "Long Su, your attitude towards Xiadao is very strange."

Long Su also said bluntly, "Xiadao abandoned his family affection, his wife and daughter in order to inherit the way of chivalry, and in the end, he abandoned the way of chivalry for the sake of family affection. In this way, no matter whether it is family affection or the way of chivalry, he has become a hero in the end. joke."

"But..." Jianzi was about to speak up to defend Xia Dao, when he caught a glimpse of Long Su's smile and cold eyes, he suddenly didn't know where to start.

"No matter how many reasons there are, they can't change the facts." Long Su said softly.

After saying goodbye to Longsu, Jianzi didn't return to the Sudden Realm, he turned around and went to Songjiju.

As soon as he walked in the door, he heard Xiaoxia's loud voice. It turned out that the group of three were chattering about Xiadao.

"...Suddenly a hidden arrow flew out from the woods and hit Liu Xiangyin in the heart. Xiadao had already made up his mind to let his daughter go, but now he watched her die in front of him, his liver and gallbladder were torn, and he hugged her and screamed to the sky... ..."

Jianzi was listening absent-mindedly, but suddenly a thought flashed through his mind, he was startled, strode into the courtyard, and asked eagerly, "What kind of backstabbing is that?"

Xiaoxia and Qin Jiaxian looked at each other, puzzled by Jianzi's sudden question, but Ren Feiyang on the other side thought about it and said, "They didn't see it, I have a little impression. It was inserted on Liu Xiangyin's body, and I took a look at it from a distance. The bloodthirsty tribe took it away, and I didn't have a chance to take a closer look."

"Do you still remember the appearance of that arrow?" Jianzi had a vague guess, no longer impatient, but spoke calmly.

"It's like this..." Ren Feiyang described intermittently while recalling, Jianzi listened, and his heart was shocked and angry like waves, but he became more and more calm.

After Ren Feiyang finished speaking, Jianzi had already confirmed that the fatal blow was clearly the shadow arrow of Shadow Cross. After Fu Tianshang died, it was said that he formed a gang with Demon Dragon Jitian.

The Bloodthirsty Clan wholeheartedly protects their wife Emperor Kai. If the West Buddha Kingdom or the Central Plains people intercepted and killed Liu Xiangyin in order to eliminate the culprit, and the Shadow Cross stood against the Central Plains, how could it be possible to do this for righteousness?What's more, the new owner of Shadow Cross, Demon Dragon Jitian, has died at the hands of Long Su.

Before leaving the day before, Long Su's faint murderous intentions, the traces of the Confucian disciples chasing and killing Shu Daoxing in front of the cave, and... Long Su rushed to collect the sword of the sword one step ahead at that time, it was just a coincidence, or...Destroy the evidence?

Jianzi closed his eyes and pondered quietly. If it was true that Long Su killed Liu Xiangyin in order to kill the son of Xie, then it seemed understandable.Thinking of this, Jianzi suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, but the vague uneasiness lay in his heart, which was hard to erase.

"Senior Jianzi, did you hear that?" Xiaoxia said cheerfully for a while, but found that Jianzi didn't seem to respond.

"Oh, sorry, I was distracted, what did you say?" Jianzi returned to his senses and smiled embarrassedly.

Xiaoxia repeated helplessly, "The Millennium Tree has promised to give us its juice, we are no longer afraid of bloodthirsty people."

"That's really exciting." Jianzi showed his face, which was finally a rare good thing.

Speaking of the Millennium Tree, Jianzi had another idea. He chatted with everyone and exchanged his thoughts on the current fight against bloodthirsty tribes. When he was free, he went to the backyard to find the short and fat Millennium Tree.

Once the seeds of doubt are planted, they will continue to spread in the slowly accumulated clues, and gradually there are traces to follow.

The Millennium Tree sensed that someone was approaching, and lazily opened its eyes. It is now taken care of by several people every day, watering, fertilizing, telling stories, chatting with everything, and such a comfortable life has passed for a long time, and its temper is much better.

"Ah, it's you, do you want my saliva too?" Millennium Tree recognized Jianzi.

Jianzi shook his head, he thought for a while, "I want to ask you, my friend came to see me yesterday - the one holding a fan, shining all over his body, talking sourly, there seemed to be something wrong with you at that time, can you tell me why ?"

"Oh, I remembered, I hate his smell," the Millennium Tree frowned—the bark on its eyes was tangled together, "Is he your friend? Then you have to be careful of him."

Jianzi remained calm and asked suspiciously, "Why?"

The bark of the thousand-year-old tree became more and more tangled, and it whimpered, "Because he smells like fruit."

Now that it has been said, the Millennium Tree has always been generous with its teachings, "The fruit in our place is also called the devil's fruit, which is very precious, because it is said that eating it can be like making a deal with the devil, and it can quickly heal serious injuries, so that the power will not retreat. Enter……"

"Then why is it called a devil fruit?"

"Don't worry, listen to the old man slowly, it's because of the side effects of Suguo, taking it will eliminate all emotions, it is absolutely ruthless, and it will induce the enlargement of the dark side of the heart, cruelty has no moral burden."

When Millennium Tree said this, he found that Jianzi was dumbfounded and didn't speak, and thought he was being fooled, so he could not help persuading him kindly, "So, listen to the old man and stay away from your friends. Trading, I will never love anyone from now on, and I will not care about the old feelings of relatives and friends, it is insidious and cunning, and it will hurt people the most."

"Thank you for your advice." Jianzi said slowly, what he said was sincere, but his face was still blank.

Jianzi didn't say hello to anyone, and left Songji Residence without a sound.He did not fly with the wind, but wandered in the mountain streams.

The grass is luxuriant, and the weeping willow is lingering.The Taoist walked across the wilderness, Gu Chen carried the fading sunset light on his back, and his white clothes gradually merged into the night.

I see……

After the initial shock, after a little reflection, the previous clues were all explained.

Xianfeng was hesitant to say anything, no wonder she made a special trip to hold out the color-changing frost-resistant flowers, which meant something.

No wonder Long Su would use Mr. Xiansheng's posthumous title to make such a fuss. No matter how insidious Mr. Xiansheng was, he was kind to Long Su in nurturing him. Eliminate dissidents in the aftermath—as expected, it is a denial of six emotions.

That being the case, it is doubtful whether Long Su really killed the dragon and sacrificed to heaven.

The night was as cool as water, after analyzing Long Su's actions calmly and rationally, Jianzi couldn't stop his thoughts from wandering further.

The mountains are far away from the hustle and bustle, the sky is pale, the Milky Way hangs down to the ground, and the moon is shining brightly. At this time and this night, it is like countless nights left in a sudden state.

The autumn moon shines on the mountains, and the cold wind sweeps Takagi...

——Who said softly in the ear, "clothes are not as good as new, people are not as good as old", and the coolness between the fingers lightly evoked silent ripples in the heart.

Foggy and dewy night invades clothes, Guan Shanxiao reminds the axis...

——Who is urging him to take care of himself? The speaker is intentional, but the listener is pretending to be unintentional.

What do you want to do?Between the original land...

——Who is it on a bleak rainy night, waiting silently in the palace lamp curtain, waiting for him to go to the appointment with an umbrella, and talk all night.

At first sight, there is no fate, and the eyes are full of sadness.

Suddenly there was a clear flute sound in the wind, and it was extremely sparse in the lonely moonlit night.The night traveler in white was stroking the flute alone, his robes fluttered, stained with so much frost and dew.

The wind blows, and the sound of whirling vegetation is like a sigh from the dark.

——But it turned out that everything was fake.

At the end of the song, Jianzi put away the purple golden flute, looked up at the night sky with his hands behind his back, his face was calm and breezy, and he was the Taoist innate with a clean sleeve.

Long Su, you are really good at acting, but it's a pity that after all, it's a hundred secrets and a sparse one.

The last few paragraphs are "Answer to Liu Yun" written by Liang Wujun in the Southern Dynasty.The autumn moon shines on the mountains, and the cold wind sweeps the tall trees.Fog and dew invade clothes at night, Guan Shanxiao reminds the shaft.What do you want to do?Between the original land.At first sight, there is no fate, and the eyes are full of sadness.