The wind was getting warmer that night, and all the bitterness in Yang Chaoxi's heart gradually turned into numbness.
Dreams of sadness and joy, long and short, lasted throughout the night. Until the sky dawned and the cockcrow in the village rang three times, Yang Zhaoxi was still immersed in the dream about Guan Liner's change of heart and refused to wake up.
Early that morning, Lu Qiuniang still put down her food and left without saying a word. Yang Zhaoxi looked at the regiment training soldiers hiding in a tree canopy more than ten feet away, and felt quite disdainful in his heart:
Guan Shibo, you are still worried after all. You are afraid that I will cause some trouble, so you arranged for a secret sentry to keep an eye on me. However, I only have a thousand days to commit a thief, and there is no thousand days to guard against thieves. If I really ignore it and do something excessive, you will
Can it be defended?
After thinking about it angrily, he slipped down the tree, chewed the garlic cloves on the biscuits sent by his mother. After eating the biscuits and garlic cloves, he scooped up some water from the pool and drank until he was full.
When I was about to get up and climb up the tree, I saw a round figure walking hesitantly towards me. When I got closer, I recognized this person: it was Niu Pang'er who I hadn't seen for many days!
Yang Zhaoxi wanted to laugh at him, but when she thought that Guan Lin'er had given her life to him, she couldn't help but feel sad and felt like a joke. So she pretended not to see him, exerted all her strength, used her hands and feet at the same time, and took two breaths.
In a short time, I had climbed back to the branch of the tree.
Niu Pang'er had walked under the mulberry tree, raised his head and said: "Third brother! I know you are very unhappy. Today I, Niu Pang'er, am standing in front of you. If you want to hit or kill me, just do it! If you kill me,
If I can dispel the hatred in your heart, you won't be wasting your brother's life! It's just that you have to treat Lin'er well!"
Yang Chaoxi's eyes were bloodshot, and he gritted his teeth and said: "Fourth! You are really stupid! You dare to come here and call for battle at this time? Do you think I can't kill you?"
Niu Pang'er looked like a dead pig who was not afraid of boiling water, and actually pulled out two iron swords from his sleeves: "Whether you can kill or not, you have to do it to know! You have always been very good at holding a sword, and today we are here
This swordsmanship is authentic!" After Niu Pang'er finished speaking, he threw out an iron sword.
Yang Zhaoxi jumped down, took the iron sword casually, held a sword flower in his arms, and said coldly: "You are the fourth child, I will give you three moves! After three moves, our brotherhood will end here.
I will take your life!"
Niu Pang'er sneered: "I'll fight you if you want, mother-in-law! No wonder Sister Lin'er doesn't like you!" After saying that, he actually charged forward with his sword drawn.
Yang Chaoxi exploded with anger, and his eyes were split open. He could no longer give in to three moves, and swung his sword to slash at Niu Pang'er. Both of them became fierce, and their moves were bloody, and they fought for their lives with their swords.
, within ten breaths of time, the two of them had exchanged several blows, and their limbs and bodies were all covered with wounds made by the iron sword.
Niu Pang'er's swordsmanship was mediocre, and he soon became paralyzed. Several wounds appeared on his arms. The wounds were not deep, but the blood flowed non-stop, and they looked extremely tragic.
Niu Pang'er sneered and said: "How dare you hold back in a life-and-death fight! Do you, a woman with such kindness, deserve to call yourself a hero?"
Compared with Niu Pang'er and others, Yang Chaoxi's Taoist skills and martial arts have long been incomparable. It seemed like he was risking his life just now, but in fact, his strikes were very measured. Every time the sword fell, it avoided Niu Pang'er's vital points.
After cutting the skin, he immediately stopped his sword movement. It can be seen that his control over the strength of the sword strike is already minute!
The sword wound on his body was only a slight flaw, and he had to slow down his body's reaction to barely leave some blood. These well-measured concessions were a great insult in Niu Pang'er's eyes, and even more so.
This reflected his incompetence. He used harsh words to provoke Yang Chaoxi and asked him to use his full strength.
Yang Zhaoxi sheathed her sword and stood up, her eyes even colder: "Do you really don't want to live anymore! If you hadn't taken care of sister Lin'er, how dare you fight me with the swordsmanship of a three-legged cat like you?!"
Niu Pang'er's face was ferocious: "The winner is the king and the loser is the enemy! If I'm not good at swordsmanship, I'll kill you with one sword. What's the point of dying? Sister Lin'er will naturally follow you. Wouldn't it be very satisfying!" After that, he struck with another sword.
Come.
Yang Zhaoxi let go of his momentum, his Taoist robes were beating without any wind, and the iron sword in his hand seemed to be unable to withstand the stimulation of the acquired energy, and it started to vibrate with a "buzz, buzz, buzz" sound!
It was also the first time for Niu Pang'er to see such a momentum. Chills came from the bottom of his heart, and soon turned into huge fear. However, the matter had reached this point, and he could no longer retreat. This unpredictable situation of life and death was different from what the four people encountered back then.
When it comes to tigers, how similar they are!
Thinking of the time when the "Four Beasts of Mang Mountain" fought a tiger together, Niu Pang'er felt a twinge of guilt in his heart. At that time, he would have been killed by the tiger. If Yang Chaoxi hadn't jumped down first and took Hu'er and Sun Hunian away, they would have died.
After beating the tiger blind with a locust stone, how could I still have my life and scream here?
Seeing him stunned, Yang Chaoxi thought he was timid and looked at him coldly, but did not attack him. When Niu Pang'er came to his senses, he suddenly thrust out his sword!
Niu Pang'er suddenly felt the ferocious beast coming, and his hair stood up. He subconsciously swung his sword to block it. However, this swift and fierce sword hit the iron sword that Niu Pang'er was protecting in front of him like a boulder.
Up. "Dang!" There was a loud noise, and the iron sword in Niu Pang'er's hand was broken into two pieces!
Yang Chaoxi's sword slowed down slightly, but he still stabbed Niu Pang'er in the chest. As soon as he saw it, he was about to be stabbed in the chest. A "Stop!" sounded, but an elegant man rushed forward and kicked Niu Pang'er.
He kicked him sideways and flew out. He rolled a few times and fell into the pool, barely dodging the sword.
Yang Zhaoxi withdrew and sheathed his sword, only to see the appearance of the person who came. It turned out to be Wang Guanjie, the second son of Wang Tongru, who is now a commander of the Mangshan regiment. In the past few days, he followed Guan Dashi's arrangements and trained with several other regiment backbones.
Take turns to watch over Yang Chaoxi nearby to prevent him from doing stupid things.
Niu Pang'er came to pick a fight, and he saw it all. He thought that the two little brothers would calm down after having a fight, but the clinker Yang Chaoxi's fighting power was so terrifying that he almost killed Niu Pang'er. So.
Finally, he couldn't help but take action and rescued Niu Pang'er.
Niu Pang'er flopped in the pool a few times, then clambered onto the shore and spat out a mouthful of water. Wang Guanjie was worried that Yang Chaoxi would attack again, so he dragged his spear in his hand and ran a few steps to protect Niu Pang'er.
Seeing this, Yang Chaoxi looked up to the sky and laughed wildly: "Hahaha! You are really colluding to humiliate me like this! But since you are not as skilled as others, you have to rely on more to win! You are the heroes! Hahaha..."
These bursts of wild laughter were full of anger, and they were fueled by the energy from the next day, resounding throughout the entire valley. The villagers working in the fields, the village women washing clothes by the stream... all raised their heads, surprised by the laughter.
Only Guan Dashi, Lu Qiuniang and a few others knew the source of the laughter, so they hurriedly put down their work and rushed here one after another.
Yang Zhaoxi laughed for a while, then her voice turned sad and angry again. Tears rolled down her eyes. She pointed at Niu Pang'er with one hand and said: "Okay! Good brother! I have regarded you as a brother since I was a child... You have robbed Lin'er's sister now, right?"
I'm not as good as you...but you don't think it's enough, and you come to humiliate me again, and you go too far..."
Niu Pang'er's face turned red and he lowered his head in silence. Seeing that he had a deep misunderstanding, Wang Guanjie wanted to explain a few words, but failed in the end. He who used to be the most eloquent actually became clumsy and clumsy at this time.
Seeing that the two of them were speechless, Yang Chaoxi confirmed his suspicion, so he let out a clear roar and drew his sword! Wang Guanjie suddenly felt a murderous intention coming towards him, which was no less than fighting for his life on the battlefield.
The calmness he showed in the battle formation made him immediately counterattack. His spear sprang up like a snake, and he was about to compete with the sword that was coming at him!
However, Yang Chaoxi's sword suddenly turned into several swords, hitting the spear with a "ding, ding, ding, ding" sound. Wang Guanjie's hand was light, and he saw that the front end of the spear was gone, and the ground was all chopped.
There were several pieces of spearheads and wooden handles, and only a piece of wooden stick was left in his hand. Wang Guanjie was horrified, he had never seen this kind of sword technique!
But Niu Pang'er recognized it. This was the "Lotus Leaf Field" move in the "Xinhe Canmeng Sword". What is incredible is that this originally deceitful move was actually changed by Yang Zhaoxi into a real move! It is so powerful.
It was also greatly increased, and cutting the spear into pieces was like chopping melons and vegetables.
Wang Guanjie shook the handle of the spear in his hand and assumed a ready posture to prevent him from attacking again.
Yang Chaoxi's eyes swept across with disdain, and he laughed a few times. He suddenly jumped up, and with the help of the rebounding power of the trees and rocks in the valley, he instantly disappeared from the sight of the two of them. Niu Pang'er was stunned: "When did he learn to do this?"
How to make yourself light? I don’t know about it at all..."
Not long after, Guan Dashi, Hou Ji, Guan Hu'er, Lu Qiuniang and others came over one after another. Looking at Niu Pang'er who was soaked all over and Wang Guanjie holding the spear handle, they were all speechless.
Niu Pang'er naturally knew what everyone was concerned about. He blushed and stammered: "Third brother... Yang Chaoxi ran over there... He is so good at light kung fu that we can't catch up... Today's matter is mine.
When I provoked him, I wanted to give him a good beating to vent my anger... But after I came here and saw his arrogant demeanor, I changed my mind..."
Guan Dashi's eyes were spitting fire, and he wanted to come up and beat him, but Hou Ji hugged him tightly.
Guan Huer, however, gave Niu Pang'er a clean flying kick and kicked Niu Pang'er into the puddle again. He cursed in his mouth: "Fourth brother! You are really confused! At this time, come here to provoke the third child! You will add fuel to the fire.
What's the difference? I really don't know what Lin'er likes about you..."
Lu Qiuniang silently walked to the mulberry tree, picked up the basket with food, her eyes were red, and she said nothing. She turned around silently and went back on her own.
Most of Guan Dashu's stone energy had disappeared. He pointed to Niu Pang'er, who was a cat in the pool and didn't dare to come up. He hated iron and said, "Pang'er, we are supposed to be a family after we get married. I shouldn't scold you all the time."
. But you have grown up and always do things based on whims. When will you become more stable? Go back and tell your father that you will take your things to your Aunt Lu's house tomorrow to apologize!"
Niu Pang'er obeyed and climbed out of the pool, dodged another false kick from Guan Hu'er, picked up the broken sword on the ground, and ran away quickly.
Guan Dashi sighed again and told Wang Guanjie that Hou Ji would take people to find the whereabouts of Yang Zhaoxi, and then he and Guan Huer left the calm water pool.
Yang Chaoxi's chest was agitated, anger and sadness were intertwined, like the fuse of a firecracker, which could explode at any time. He ran aimlessly all the way, but the strength in his body seemed to be endless, allowing him to squander it at will.
.And it seems that only running so fiercely can slightly calm down the uneasy feeling in my chest.
Everything in the valley was familiar yet strange. Yang ran for a long time and came to the top of a dangerous peak that was rarely visited by people. Looking down, the entire Yangliu Villa was only the size of a hand. Holding it empty-handed with one hand, it seemed that the entire Villa was within the palm of his hand; expand
His fingers and palms were empty, but he couldn't grasp anything.
The peak is steep and the cliff is deep. For a moment, Yang Zhaoxi thought about jumping off and letting the memories and regrets come to an end.
However, the scenes of his mother being bullied in Luoyang North City, the scene of Gongsun Zhenren teaching a sword in the middle of the night, the scene of bandits burning down the entire villa when he was still young... all came to him, making him feel heavy and unbearable.
As long as a person lives, he should always do something and change something, right? In this way, he finds the reason and meaning of his existence for himself.
From the time he could remember, he liked to hear stories about knights in the rivers and lakes, hoeing the strong and helping the weak, robbing the rich and giving to the poor, and performing chivalrous acts of justice. Gradually, in his mind, the image of a knight-errant in the wilderness of the rivers and lakes became clearer and clearer.
Isn't it just to make myself stronger by practicing Taoism and martial arts, so that my mother and neighbors will no longer be bullied, and there will be fewer injustices in this world?! Why do you have such an upright ambition and have to accept the illicit love of your children?
Are you troubled and still want to hide on the top of the mountain and shed tears in the wind?
Is this Taoist martial arts a life-killing sword or a life-saving medicine...
More than ten days passed in the blink of an eye, the flowers in the mountains became more colorful, and the village was bustling with excitement. The Guan family and the Niu family, who were getting married, were all decorated with lights and colors! Even the wooden fence surrounding the thatched cottage was full of joy.
of red silk. A brand new courtyard has been built near the Niu family's thatched cottage. The new thatched cottage is tall and spacious, with large doors and windows. The courtyard has flat rammed earth and neat wooden fences. It is obviously the future residence of the new couple.
There are five large buckets stacked in the center of the courtyard. The buckets are filled with rice, millet, millet, wheat, and beetroot. On top of the boxes, boxes, boxes, and baskets are neatly folded four-season robes, boots, shoes, couches, and stools.
, cases, and several types of wooden furniture have been laid out in the thatched cottage. There is also a small wooden horse, gently swaying under the eaves, as if waiting for the unborn child.
Villagers crowded inside and outside the courtyard, running around and watching the excitement, which made it feel like a busy city. Surrounded by the master of ceremonies and villagers, the newlyweds entered the main hall and bowed according to the established procedure.
Tiandi, then returned to the new house, prepared wine and wine, and went out to reward the guests. When the villagers in the village saw the groom's rich official status and the beauty of the bride, they all praised him.
Niu Chong and Zhang Xiang'er watched their children get married and couldn't express the joy in their hearts. They just drank one glass after another of the wedding wine with the guests, and soon their bodies began to sway.
Guan Dashi only had a few glasses of wine before leaving the newcomer's courtyard and patrolling the area with some regiment training soldiers who had returned from changing guard outside the villa. The regiment training soldiers all carried swords and bows on their backs, and their waists were bulging, but they were stuffed with ropes.
, fishing nets and the like to prevent Yang Zhaoxi from disturbing the wedding ceremony.
From dawn to noon, from noon to dusk, Yang Zhaoxi did not appear at the wedding ceremony, which made some people feel happy but also slightly disappointed. Under the night cover, the lights were first turned on, and in the brand-new thatched cottage, the newlyweds finally
After seeing off the last guest, he returned to the penthouse with his tiredness. The murmuring private conversations flowed out from the window with a warm glow, and could not be heard clearly.
Niu Pang'er smelled of alcohol, and Guan Lin'er was slightly tipsy. Taking advantage of the drunkenness, the two of them were about to perform the courtesy of Zhou Gong. Suddenly they heard a strange sound outside the courtyard, which seemed like the sound of clothes being blown up by the wind, followed by a sound.
A small group of black shadows came in through the window. Niu Pang'er was shocked, and most of his drunkenness had dissipated. He quickly hugged Guan Lin'er's body and lay on the ground to avoid this sudden blow.
Guan Lin'er was about to call someone, but was silenced by Niu Pang'er. The small black shadow hit the wooden couch, and its momentum continued. It hit the wall opposite the window and bounced up. Finally, it landed on the two sides.
In front of the person, there was a pebble spinning rapidly on the ground. Niu Pang'er waited for a moment and saw that no more pebbles came in, then he picked up the pebble and carved a few words on it with a knife: Be unkind and unjust, so you can do what you want.
The handwriting was written by Yang Chaoxi. Niu Pang'er remained silent, and Guan Lin'er's eyes were slightly red. The two sat on the ground and looked at the cobblestones quietly for a while, before Niu Pang'er sighed and said softly:
"Sister Lin'er, let's take a rest..."
The wooden table and stools outside the hut of Lu Qiu’s mother’s house have been used for many years. The areas that are often rubbed by the sleeves of the robe are already patinated, and there are little highlights under the weak light. Lu Qiu Niang looks at a basket of freshly picked mulberry buds on the table.
and dandelion leaves, and a square of yellow paper pressed under the basket. The tip of my nose was slightly sour, and tears overflowed without making any sound.
The yellow paper was Yang Zhaoxi's farewell letter. The handwriting was hasty and the ink had dried early. It was obvious that the person had been away for a long time. The letter wrote:
Mother is solemn! Seeing the words is like a face. This time when I return to the valley, something unexpected happened suddenly. Yesterday's dream has faded, and I can't sleep tonight. The new couple, Yan Yan, made an oath together. The old one is miserable, burning his heart into dust. His heart is miserable and helpless.
To put it in words... The child wants to go back to the Pure View first, sit in a circle and keep quiet, chatting to relieve the depression and anger; practice Taoism and martial arts, and be brave and brave as a knight. Where will the future go? There is no plan yet, but we can only see and walk.
Step by step, think about it slowly. Let’s say goodbye for now and leave a message to tell you. Xi’er paused!
Every word is filled with sadness, and every sentence is filled with tears, making it impossible to read suddenly. Lu Qiuniang held the yellow paper, her heart was as sharp as a knife, and her tears mixed with the light and shadow, blurring the handwriting.
The figure that was gradually growing taller seemed to be sitting in front of the lamp, with a sad face and a heart ashen as death. He told her word by word how sad he felt after disappearing for the past few days.
The night was getting darker and everything was silent. Amidst the alternating erosion of memories and reality, Lu Qiuniang fell on the wooden table and finally fell asleep.