It was already night when Qingqing woke up. When he opened his eyes, there were stars in the sky; an alluring fragrance rushed into his nose; when he looked at himself, he realized that he was covered with Roya's big wizard robe.
It was warm. It turned out that Qing Ling and Luo Ya had already lit a fire. The two people were talking vaguely not far away:
"Is this really what your master taught you?"
"It's true. Master has several sword manuals. I have just finished studying the sixth one, and Qing Qing is looking at the second one... It's a pity that these books can't be found."
"no need."
"What?"
"There is no need to learn these things. Your master lied to you two in the first place."
"Mr. Luo...how can you say that?" Qing Ling couldn't help but raise her voice, and her voice trembled.
"Don't believe me. Otherwise, why did Zishu use a writing brush when he fought against old Nanxiao?"
"..."
"The secret of the three things starts with the use of the pen. In fact, the real power of your master lies in..."
"I don't want to hear it." Qingling interrupted Luo Ya and turned over the wild bird that was about to be roasted in the fire.
Qingqing touched her side and found that the wooden flute was still tied around her waist. She was relieved. So she dragged the big robe and walked towards the two of them. Qingling raised her head and said, "Are you awake?"
"Um."
"Are you hungry?"
Qingqing nodded. At the end of the day, he was already hungry. He took a piece of half-cooked meat from Qingling and started chewing it.
Luo Ya raised his head and asked Qing Qing: "Do you remember everything I told you?"
Qingqing was stunned: "What are you talking about?"
"While you were in the house, I told you to remember every word."
Qingqing shook his head: "I don't remember."
With a "pop" sound, Luo Ya's heavy slap fell hard on Qingqing's face, "Why don't you remember it!"
Qingqing was beaten so dizzy that she cried "Wow". Qingling rushed over and hugged Qingqing: "Mr. Wizard, don't be angry yet..."
Luo Ya stared at the two sisters, with a terrifying look behind his dark mask. After a long time, he turned towards the gurgling waterfall and said, "Zishu, I'm sorry for you."
The two sisters were so frightened that they didn't dare to move. Before the three of them could recover, they heard the sound of footsteps coming from the other side of the waterfall. Looking back, they saw it was Nan Jiayou walking towards him dripping wet. It turned out that Jiayou
Seeing that his father was seriously injured, he didn't want to gain anything anymore, so he gritted his teeth, followed Luo Ya's example, grabbed a piece of ice from the water, and chased him all the way down. Jiayou gasped and reluctantly raised his lips to Luo Ya:
"Mr. Luo, it's hard for this junior to find you."
Luo Ya saw Nan Jiayou walking alone, and it didn't look like there was an ambush around him. He thought that he was more than enough to deal with this young man, so he picked up the leftover bird from the fire and continued to eat: "I am the one who can get Nan Jiayou to follow you all the way."
Xiao Wu’s honor.”
"I won't beat around the bush with my senior." Nan Jiayou continued to clasp his fists humbly: "If we take action, this junior will naturally ask for trouble. What Sui Qiong Lin wants is just that the family's old belongings should be returned to their original owners. That room has been
It was turned over, but no trace of the music score was found. I had no choice but to ask two girls from the Linghu family to return the jade flute."
"No!" Upon hearing this, Qing Qing immediately held up her little hands.
"What about you?" Jiayou turned to Qingling.
"My master is willing to sacrifice his life to protect this flute. How can we, Linghu's disciples, give it up to others?"
When Jiayou heard this, he didn't want to waste any words. He unsheathed his sword and rushed forward. He saw Luo Ya taking a step in front of the sisters and fighting with Nan Jiayou with his bare hands. In terms of age and ability, Nan Jiayou
Jiayou was no match for Luo Ya. He was just holding a sharp sword, and Luo Ya couldn't win for a while. Luo Ya was forced to retreat step by step under the force of Jiayou's sword light. When he finally retreated to Qingqing's side, he suddenly fell out of Qingqing's arms.
He grabbed the wooden flute and yelled: "Here it is!" and rushed towards the sword's edge. Just as Nan Jiayou tried his best to strike hard, he heard a "clang" sound, and the fire splashed, and the sword in Jiayou's hand was
The long sword had been broken into two pieces. Looking at the wooden flute in Luo Ya's hand, it was still intact despite the impact and fire.
Nan Jiayou couldn't help but was stunned. This long sword was a treasure made of fine iron that his father brought back from the Northern Desert. It usually cuts iron like mud and is indestructible wherever it goes. Today it was cut off by a piece of wood.
Broken, I thought to myself: "No wonder my father came all the way to take back this treasure. Broken Qionglin is so rare, how could it have fallen into the hands of Linghu Demon Girl in vain?" But the biggest dilemma at the moment is that I am alone.
I lost my sword again, how can I get this precious flute back from the hands of three people?
Seeing Nan Jiayou's frightened expression, Luo Ya tore off half of the bird in the residual fire and threw it towards Nan Jiayou: "It's not easy to kill birds in the ice and snow. Young hero, how about we wait until everyone fills their stomachs first before we start shooting?"
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When Jiayou heard this, he was really hungry, so he had to sit down and eat in order to find another good idea. Seeing this, Qingqing Qingling looked at each other for a moment, and had to sit down again, nibbling the portion she hadn't finished.
Luo Ya put the wooden flute into his waist, but turned around and looked at the waterfall silently. Under the dark mask, an elusive light shone.
A few days later, Qing Ling and Qing Qing slept in each other's arms, and the wooden flute was not snatched away by Jia You. On the contrary, Luo Ya and Jia You looked calm as they cut the wooden raft and prepared to cross the river. The ice in early winter was not enough for people to cross the river.
To walk up the mountain, the four of them had to row the raft while breaking through the ice and arduously move forward out of the valley.
One day, they heard only the gurgling sound of water, and the four of them saw that there was very little ice on the water surface, and knew that they had reached a warm place outside the valley. Jiayou thought to himself: "Following the river, we must go further and further south. When we reach the outer edge of Broken Qiong Forest,
Even if this wooden flute has wings, it can't escape my hands." As he thought, he paddled forward silently. Seeing that he was almost to the south, Jiayou suddenly asked Luo Ya: "Dare you ask Mr. Wizard?
When sir comes, can you tell a divination for yourself?"
"If there is damage around the body, it is a bad divination."
"Sir, can you tell me a fortune?"
"Not getting what you want is not what you want, and it is against the Tao. It seems to be a good hexagram, but in fact it is a very bad hexagram."
Qing Qing has been afraid to talk to Luo Ya since he was beaten last time. Now that he heard it interesting, he crept over and asked, "Mr. Luo, what kind of divination is this?"
When Nan Jiayou saw Qingqing walking alone, he was unprepared. He also saw that Qingling was tired from rafting in the past few days, so he also lost his guard. So he hatched a plan, looked at the right moment, and pushed Qingqing into the water by surprise.
Go. With a "plop", Qingqing, who knew nothing about water, struggled wildly in the bone-chilling river water, getting further and further away from the raft.
When Luo Ya saw this, he stood up and jumped into the water immediately. Unexpectedly, this was just Nan Jiayou's plan. Jiayou expected that Luo Ya would not care about anything else when Luo Ya entered the water, so he took advantage of Luo Ya's entry into the water to grab the water.
After passing the wooden flute that Luo Ya had put in his waist. When Luo Ya picked up Qingqing in the water and looked back, he saw Nan Jiayou holding the flute in his hand, rowing the raft farther and farther.
On one side, Luo Ya was chasing after him hard. On the other side, Qing Ling saw that his master's wooden flute had fallen into his hands in an instant. His mind was blank for a moment, but he just reached out to grab it desperately. The raft was small, and Qing Ling couldn't use it at the moment.
He fought with Jiayou several times, but almost fell into the water several times. Qingling picked up a paddle board on the raft, waved it and rushed towards Nan Jiayou. Unexpectedly, Jiayou dodged and gently touched the paddle board with Baoxiao.
With a light knock, the paddle board in Qing Ling's hand immediately broke into several pieces. This is exactly the move "Avoiding the sharp light" in Nanlin's famous score.
Nan Jiayou held the flute in one hand and another oar board in the other, and said with a smile: "Miss Qingling, this is the only oar left on the raft. If you don't come and take the flute, I will row the raft to rescue your junior sister.
how?"
When Qing Ling heard this, her mind buzzed, and she became even more confused. Seeing Luo Ya and Qing Qing floating in the water, she panicked and didn't know what to do. How could Nan Jiayou be willing to give Luo Ya a chance to get on the raft and seize the flute?
While Qing Ling was in a daze, she tried her best to row the bamboo raft farther. But the harder she rowed with one oar, the more the raft started to spin in the water. In an instant, Luo Ya caught up with Qing Qing in his arms.
Jiayou wanted to raise his flute to meet the attack, but Qingqing was so nimble that he climbed onto the raft and bit Nan Jiayou's wrist in one bite. Jiayou was in pain, but refused to let go, still holding on tightly.
The treasure flute. At this time, Luo Ya also got on the raft and raised his hand to snatch the wooden flute. Unexpectedly, Nan Jiayou was so eager to ask for the flute that he was almost crazy. Seeing that the treasure flute was about to be taken away again, he unexpectedly made a move
"Thunder fell from the sky", he swung the wooden flute down hard and it was about to hit Qing Qing in an instant.
Such a vicious plan was unexpected by both of them. Seeing that Qing Qing was about to be killed, Qing Ling dodged and stood in front of Qing Qing, trying to block it - but Nan Jiayou's attack was too fierce, Qing Ling
How could Ling resist? With a "bang" sound, the wooden flute hit Qing Ling's head hard. In an instant, his brain burst and blood flowed like a stream. Qing Ling's bloody face fell uncontrollably.
Towards the river.
The leisurely raft in the middle of the river was quietly mottled with the remaining blood of the setting sun.
Luo Ya failed to save Qing Ling in time. Seeing Jia You going crazy, his heart was already extremely angry. With just one move, the wooden flute returned to Luo Ya's hand. Luo Ya saw a big stone standing not far from the river.
He rowed the raft across a few times and threw Jiayou into the water: "How can the world tolerate you for doing such evil?" After scolding him, the water flow picked up and carried the raft away.
Luo Ya could no longer bring back Qing Ling's body, so he blocked the direction of the raft, fearing that Qing Qing would see the bloody river. As the raft floated, Qing Ling's voice and smile seemed to be still beside him. Luo Ya looked at Qing Qing's little
The back view reminded me of the couple Zi Shu and Ling Feng twelve years ago, and the life and death along the way one or two years later. I gradually forgot about the sky and fell into a trance... After a long time, I finally remembered what was going on.
Something's wrong:
Qingqing, who had experienced a disaster that was like the death of her family, did not even cry at this time.
Qingqing sat motionless, as if she was alone in a forgotten corner of the world. Luo Ya quietly walked to her side and gently picked her up: "Qingqing..."
"Why not kill him?"
"What did you say?"
"I say Nan Jiayou!" Qingqing shouted without looking back: "Their father and son killed my master and sister, why didn't you kill him!"
"..." Luo Ya was silent for a while and replied: "Let him cling to the rocks to survive. How to punish him is God's decision."
"It was God's decision to let Master and Senior Sister die at the hands of that Broken Qionglin?!" Qingqing shouted, and he himself was stunned: "Is this the hexagram you calculated?"
Luo Ya was speechless. Seeing that Luo Ya didn't answer, Qing Qing suddenly grabbed the wooden flute and threw it far away. Luo Ya was startled and saw the wooden flute entering the water, so he had to jump into the water again and swam all the way to keep it.
After picking it up and returning to the raft dripping wet, Luo Ya took Qingqing's little hand and held the wooden flute: "Qingqing, listen: this white jade flute is an extremely important thing to your master, and you will not allow it in the future.
Use it as you please, remember?"
"I don't want it!" Qing Qing wanted to throw the wooden flute out again, but luckily Luo Ya intercepted it in mid-air. "It's because of this broken piece of wood...Master, and sister, that..." he said here
, Qingqing finally started to cry.
Qingqing was crying, but Luo Ya was speechless. When he saw that the wooden flute was still stained with blood, brains and other things, he suppressed the pain in his heart and washed it again and again with river water. After a night away, the two of them had their own thoughts and let the little one
The raft wanders between heaven and earth.
A few days passed, and Luo Ya thought that if he went further and further south, it would be embarrassing if he really met the people in Broken Qionglin, so he might as well go ashore and take the overland route before deciding where to go. As far as he could see, there were high mountains and ridges, and there was no one there for a while, so he had to let the raft
They continued to float for a while and then gave up. What Qingqing ate every day was small fish in the river. Eventually, the flint was worn out and could no longer be used, so the two of them had to eat only raw fish. One day, far away on the river
, a long fragrance floated along the wind.
Qingqing hadn't smelled the fragrance of food for a long time, and when he smelled it, his stomach immediately started growling. Luo Ya was confused: Could there be someone else in these mountains? While thinking about it, he rowed a raft to get closer.
It’s also good to eat by mouth.
It was at noon of the day, and the aroma became stronger and stronger. First, a small flag appeared; then, it was a long mast; when it got closer, it turned out to be a large ship across the water. On the ship
When people saw the raft approaching, they immediately hung a ladder from the bow. Luo Ya looked up and saw that the flag at the top was indeed embroidered with several silver strings. He smiled inwardly and asked Qingqing to climb up first, followed closely by him.
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When they got to the boat, a man standing on the bow saw Roja coming. He rolled up his sleeves and put his hands together and smiled: "Master Wizard, is this prediction accurate?"
"I didn't expect you to come." Roja took off his hat, "But you don't have to calculate to know."
While the man ordered other people on the boat to prepare meals for Luo Ya and Qingqing, he took them into the cabin and sat down: "Where are you going to take this child?"
"We will disembark after dinner. As long as we find a way into the valley, whether it is Lirong Mountain or Yeping Mountain, someone will definitely come."
"Let's make a change. You go back to Miyu Lake and explain to your senior brother. I'll wait with the kid for a few days."
Roja was stunned: "Why?"
"Because I know the way to the entrance of the valley."
"Then tell me?"
"I won't tell you."
"Sigh." Luo Ya put down the tea cup, "There's really nothing I can do about you. If Qing Qing has some shortcomings..."
"You don't know whether it's good or bad for you? Eat first." Qingqing saw the man blinking his eyes and constantly adding vegetables to his bowl. Although he had been hungry for several days, he still had no appetite.
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After dinner, the three of them came to the bow of the boat together. Luo Ya squatted down and smiled at Qingqing: "It will be difficult to meet each other in the future. Or don't you want to talk to me?"
"Mr. Luo."
"Um?"
"……Thank you."
"Hi." Luo Ya smiled bitterly, "I'm sorry for your master."
"You can do your fortune telling for me."
"Okay." Luo Ya spread Qingqing's little hand, "Let me see..."
"don't want."
"What?"
"Suddenly I don't want to know anymore."
Luo Ya patted Qingqing's head, took off the wooden flute from his waist and placed it on Qingqing's palm: "This is good. You must keep it well in the future, remember!"
"Okay." After saying goodbye, Qingqing and the man got off to a small boat and left the boat.
Qingqing had spent more than half a month on the boat. He could not help but be a little surprised when he saw that this man sometimes found a gap in the boulders to pass through, and sometimes rushed into the fast river and drifted all the way. He took an unusual path. So he finally couldn't help it.
Asked the man: "Who are you?"
The man turned his head and smiled gently: "My name is Wen Xian, and I am the head of Miyu West Lake."
"Where are you taking me?"
"Go back to the valley and wait for your fellow brothers to pick you up." Wen Xian seemed to see the doubt in Qing Qing's mind: "I'm not like Wizard Luo - I don't even know the direction and I'm going to take you to the sea.
It's over." After a while, another wave of water rolled up, and the boat was suddenly dark. It turned out that the two of them had arrived in a deep stone cave.
Qingqing held the wooden flute tightly in the darkness, but the boat stopped. In the darkness, she heard the sound of Wen Xian stepping ashore: "We are here. Shall I carry you up?"
Qingqing was afraid that the wooden flute would be damaged, so she just protected the flute with one hand and groped ashore with the other. Wen Xian sighed and picked up Qingqing: "I won't snatch your white jade flute, but it will be bad if you drop it."
"Why do you say that?"
"Because the wizard likes to cause trouble for me."
"That's not what I'm talking about." Qing Qing shook his head in the darkness, "Why is this piece of wood called the White Jade Flute?"
"Well..." Wen Xian chuckled twice, "When you meet the head of Nan Xiaonan next time, you might as well ask him yourself."
The cave is deep and dark, and the sound of water can be heard from time to time. Some places that Qingqing can barely see are covered with rocks, but Wen Xian is walking on flat ground, and the sound of footsteps in the cave is "ta, ta
"The ground echoed without stopping. Sometimes Wen Xian would suddenly ask: "Qing Qing, have you ever heard of a person named 'Bone-Carving Silver Hook'?"
"No." Qingqing became interested, "Master, can you tell me?"
"No." Wen Xian covered Qing Qing's eyes, "You are about to go out as soon as you turn the corner, be careful not to open your eyes."
Sure enough, when Wen Xian turned a corner, Qingqing felt that his eyes were suddenly shrouded in light. The winter sun was very dazzling. Although Qingqing closed her eyes tightly, tears still flowed out. Just as she closed her eyes, she heard Wen Xian.
Xian stopped.
"Then, you and Head Wen met Qichuan at the mouth of the valley, Qilang?"
"Yes." Qingqing nodded. Thinking that his master and sister were no longer alive, and that there had been so many changes along the way, he couldn't help but shed tears quietly.
Ziqin rubbed the wooden flute. Qingqing stared at Ziqin's profile. Under the hazy light and shadow, the Milky Way seemed to twinkle in his eyes. After a while, Ziqin carefully tied the wooden flute back to Qingqing's waist.
: "From now on, you will stay in Lirong Mountain for a long time."
"Stay here?"
"Yes." Ziqin nodded and looked seriously into Qingqing's eyes, "You have to learn all the skills that your master failed to teach you little by little; I will also learn the things that she didn't have time to tell you.
Let me tell you. When you leave the army in the future and want to avenge Zi Shu or something else, just go and make up your own mind."