Zhou Yitang didn't know him in general. There was a deep wrinkle between his brows, and when he laughed, he always seemed a little worried. Zhou Yitang gave Xie Yun a deep look and said, "Little brother, you are very good at talking."

"Ashamed," Xie Yun said with a blushing face and a heartbeat, "Junior's kind of stuff that doesn't need to be scrapped is already very good, so there are only two uses left to run fast and have a long tongue."

Zhou Yitang's gaze turned to Li Jinrong, the two of them were separated by a few steps, but suddenly there was a sense of silence.

Zhou Yitang said in a low voice, "A Fei, take the token off the tree for Dad."

Zhou Fei didn't know why, so she looked back at Li Jinrong.

She had never seen such a look on Li Jinrong's face before, and she was not so sad. Compared to the bào anger when she was just caught, Li Jinrong had calmed down, but her shoulders were slightly slumped forward, and there was not much left of her domineering armor. , almost revealing the mortal appearance of the mortal body.

Li Jinrong said hoarsely, "Didn't you say that the kindness has already been paid? Since the kindness and grievance have already ended..."

"Jin Rong," Zhou Yitang interrupted her gently, "he is alive, we both have grievances and grievances, I avoided the middle of Shu, and I can't see him. The pen has been uncovered, do you understand?"

Li Jinrong's expression changed suddenly - he knew!

Zhou Yitang knew that Liang Shao was dead, so what about the foreign ups and downs... that she had worked so hard to suppress?

Did he also keep silent?

Li Jinrong was not her ignorant little daughter, she only understood the clever words of Xie Yun and Zhou Yitang just now with just a few words.

"The person who can't hear my flute is not the person I'm looking for"—she should have understood earlier, how could a person like Zhou Yitang be willing to stay in one corner and "close his eyes and listen" for more than ten years?

Li Jinrong was stunned for a long time, and then she raised her head slightly. With this movement, she opened her shoulders again, as if she had put on an iron shoulder pad, and after a while, she let out a light breath.

Zhou Fei saw her blink a few times quickly, then lowered her eyes and said to herself, "Give it to your father."

The old token felt very rough, Zhou Fei casually touched it, and found the traces left by several kinds of weapons, which made the original gorgeous and simple seal carving on it revealed a dignified chill.

"When my father was alive, even if Cha Qi was a bandit and smeared his reputation, he would keep the Forty-eight Villages as the last place to live for the poor people in the world." Li Jinrong said sternly, "We don't rely on the north and the south, and we use the 100,000 mountains as the wall. The water of the Mojiang River is washed as a barrier, and those who come in will be executed. The ancestors did not dare to disobey, so outside the forty-eight villages, we have no friends or reasons, no alliances, no parties, even if you are the same.”

Zhou Yitang's expression remained unchanged: "I understand."

Li Jinrong folded his hands into his long sleeves: "If you leave, you will have nothing to do with Forty-Eight Villages from now on."

Zhou Fei suddenly turned her head and opened her eyes.

"I won't send someone to escort you," Li Jinrong said with a sullen expression, "the road to Jinling is high, and the world is not peaceful. You should stay for a while, repair a book, and ask them to pick you up."

After she finished speaking, she ignored Xie Yun who had been shouting and killing just now, and the stunned disciples. She even forgot to break Zhou Fei's legs and turned away.

Zhou Yitang's eyes followed her all the way, and after a while, he waved his hand and whispered, "It's all gone - Sheng'er."

Li Sheng walked out from behind him silently: "Uncle."

He thought that he was a little smarter than Zhou Fei, and he thought in advance that Zhou Yitang was probably not at his usual residence, so after sneaking out of his house, he went all over the mountains to look for it. According to Li Sheng's own analysis, Zhou Yitang is not in good health, and is afraid of cold, heat, and wetness. Li Jinrong usually takes care of him with such a zealous heart. The place arranged for him must not be recited, not close to the water, not sheltered from the wind, and the road must not be difficult to walk. . As a result, he very meticulously followed his own inferences around the Forty-Eight Villages, but he didn't even find Zhou Yitang's shadow.

Unexpectedly, he finally returned without success, but he met Zhou Yitang not far from his small courtyard, standing against an old tree, listening to a flute not far away.

Li Sheng came with him, and naturally saw the scene where Zhou Fei picked the four brothers in the village with a sword. He didn't know what it was like, so he didn't look at Zhou Fei, and poked in front of Zhou Yitang. .

Zhou Yitang said: "Go and ask the boss for a token, just say what I want, this little brother is my guest, please let her go."

Li Sheng didn't dare to delay, turned around and left.

"Thank you, Mr. Zhou." Xie Yun said with a wide-eyed smile, "When this uninvited guest comes, I climb over the wall and drill through the wall. When I leave, I can finally see where the gate of Forty-Eight Village is open."

"Your surname is Xie," Zhou Yitang said, "does it have anything to do with Xie Xiang?"

"Yes, I can't write two thanks in one stroke," Xie Yun said solemnly, "I was a family with his old man 800 years ago, and the ancestral graves of our hometown are side by side. But after 800 years, he will be at the height of the temple, and I will be in the rivers and lakes. So far, the two of us complement each other, and we can be regarded as the gods of eight worship."

Zhou Yitang saw that his mouth was full of galloping horses, and he didn't say a word, so he didn't ask any more questions. He cupped his hands at him, greeted Zhou Fei, and walked away slowly.

After that day, Zhou Fei never saw Xie Gongzi again. It was said that she had already left the mountain and took a letter for Zhou Yitang.

More than a month after Xie Yun left, someone knocked on the mountain gate very formally and asked to see Li Jinrong, the head of the forty-eight villages, but Li Jinrong did not show up, and only ordered someone to open the door and let Zhou Yitang leave.

On that day, the verdant greenery of the mountains in the Forty-Eight Villages fell, the blue waves were like the sea, the breeze swept through, and the rustling sounded.

Zhou Yitang slowly walked down the mountain alone, and the guards on both sides received orders early to open the doors to make way. He glanced back on the way back and forth, but he didn't see the person he wanted to see, and the corner of his mouth moved slightly, as if he was laughing at himself. At this moment, someone shouted: "Wait!"

Zhou Fei chased after the forty-eight villages without touching the ground: "Father!"

Master Li said that he would not stop Zhou Yitang, but he did not say that he would not stop Zhou Fei, who had no tokens. Several sentries in front of the mountain gate said in unison, "Sister, stop."

Zhou Fei didn't listen to that trick. She found a similar narrow-backed sword from somewhere, and threw the iron scabbard from a few feet away. The spear shot and cut her at the same time, Zhou Fei bowed her waist, and with a long knife on her back, bounced the two swords away, and slammed into her sideways. Seven or eight gatekeepers suddenly fell between the mountain gates, and they surrounded her.

Zhou Yitang looked helpless: "Zhou Fei, don't be ridiculous, go back to me!"

Zhou Fei only felt that the many swords pressing on her head were like a five-element mountain that could not be broken or thrown away. Her hands were exhausted to the extreme, and the joints were blue, and she gritted her teeth: "I don't!"

Zhou Yitang: "A Fei..."

Zhou Fei: "She won't let others send you, I will send you, the big deal is that I won't come back!"

Zhou Yitang paused and looked back. Among the people who came to pick him up, the first one was a man of thirty-five or six, dressed in black armor, with a neat figure. Seeing Zhou Yitang's eyes swept over, the man in black armor immediately He stepped forward and said, "The last general, Wen Yu, was ordered to escort the gentleman to Jinling. What are your orders?"

"It turned out to be General 'Feiqing', fortunately." Zhou Yitang pointed to Zhou Fei's sturdy scabbard and said, "This child spoiled me and twisted it so hard that the general laughed. I have meridians in both hands. It's broken, can you ask the general to help?"

Wen Yu smiled and said, "Mr. Zhou is very polite."

After he finished speaking, he didn't step forward. He waved his hand across the distance and hit Zhou Fei's scabbard with a strong force. The scabbard fell in response. The iron door let out a piercing screeching sound and closed with a bang.

Zhou Fei was firmly held in place by seven or eight guards, she raised her head in anger and stared at Wen Yu fiercely.

The man in black armor touched his nose embarrassedly: "Young Ai is going to hate me."

"She's still young and ignorant." Zhou Yitang shook her head and bent over to pick up the iron scabbard. It was first caught by the iron gate and then bounced by Wen Yu, and there were two more depressions on it. Zhou Yitang asked Zhou Fei said, "This knife is average. In the future, Dad will find a good one for you."

Zhou Fei didn't say a word, and vigorously pushed up the swords that were pressing against her. She clearly reached her head in one breath, and a stinging pain in her chest was still unwilling to retreat half an inch.

"I remember I told you that you can't have both." Zhou Yitang looked at her and said.

Zhou Fei didn't want to hear him talk nonsense like "giving up life for justice", she turned a deaf ear and avoided his sight, the long knife in her hand trembled non-stop, made a "giggle" sound, and then suddenly broke again without warning, bursting out. The broken knife slammed on the ground, and the guard pressed the back of the knife on her shoulders.

"I didn't mean to tell you 'to sacrifice one's life for righteousness'," Zhou Yitang said quietly to her across an iron gate, "A Fei, 'choice' does not depend on what you value or not, because it is inherently qiáng The way of the master is either Wencheng or martial arts, otherwise you are an ant, and you can only go with the flow and go with the flow all your life. What are you talking about? Isn’t it laughable? For example, today, you say 'it's a big deal', but you don't If you can't get out of this door, do you want to stay or come with me, is it up to you?"

Wen Yu listened to Zhou Yitang and the girl talking softly, and thought he was trying to persuade him. Who knew he would say such a rude remark, not to mention the little girl, even when he listened to it, he scratched it. face pain.

Zhou Fei was stunned, her eyes turned red, and she stared blankly at Zhou Yitang.

"Grow up well. Landscapes meet, landscapes are immortal, it just depends on when you can come and go freely." Zhou Yitang said, "A Fei, father is gone, see you again."

The author has something to say: the end of volume one

☆, Xiushan

There is a saying that "there is no Jiazi in the mountains, and the cold is so cold that I don't know the year."

This time, it is three years.

Li Yan carried a large basket in one hand and a bamboo pole in the other, closed her eyes, and let someone hold her with the bamboo pole, and walked to the Ximo River with one foot and one foot. How far? I can hear the sound of water, have you reached the river?"

The one who held the bamboo pole for her did not know which disciple in the village. It was a young boy, about the same age as Li Yan. He blushes when he talks to her, and he speaks like a mosquito. However, before he could start buzzing, Li Yan felt that the bamboo pole in her hand was being pulled and tugged. She called out "Oops", and when she opened her eyes, she saw Li Sheng standing in front of her impatiently.

Li Yan cried out, "What are you doing! You scared me to death!"

Li Sheng didn't even look at her, nodded at the helpless teenager, and said gently, "She has too many problems, don't let her push her nose on her face and bully you all the time."

The disciple's face turned even redder, he was speechless for a while, then quickly greeted Li Sheng and ran away like the wind was blowing under his feet.

Li Yan also really wanted to run, but she didn't dare to run on the cliff by the river - she was afraid of heights, so she glanced down from the cliff and could imagine seven or eight ways to fall to her death, so she didn't dare to open her eyes and let people Take a bamboo pole and pull her away.

Just when her calf was cramping, Li Sheng grabbed her by the back collar and lifted her up in the air.

Li Yan was frightened on the spot: "Brother! Big brother! Brother! Forgive me! Killing!"

Li Sheng turned a deaf ear and carried her directly to the edge of the cliff. The water mist in the Ximo River under the blue sky and daytime dissipated, and the river water was fierce and unusual. The high stone walls on both sides of the bank dangled dangerously from the heights, the humming sound of pulling the machine and the noisy sound of water. Mixed together, forming a mighty roar, rushed towards both sides of the strait.

Li Yan: "..."

Li Shengsong shoved her to the side, and said angrily, "What's it called, what's there to be afraid of? I didn't throw you down again."

His voice fell, and when he saw his long-faced sister's knees soften, she squatted down. Li Yan put her big basket aside, then grabbed the rough jīng that had grown on the ground with one hand, and hugged Li Sheng's thigh with the other.

Li Sheng felt that the mother-child he had been with was deeply insulted, and he wished he could kick her down.

At this moment, there was a slight vibration on the ground, and there was a change in the pulling machine in the washing ink river. Li Yan was startled, and she slammed on Li Sheng's thigh. She opened one eye and closed the other. Next shot.

I saw an old man with white beard and hair sitting cross-legged in the small pavilion in Jiangxin, holding a wicker in his hand, and shouted: "Zhou girl, all the machines are on today, be careful!"

There was a young girl standing where the wicker pointed. The water was so dark that it was impossible to see the underwater stone pillars and the puller from above. She seemed to be standing on the water out of thin air.

Zhou Fei also held a wicker stick in her hand and stood motionless with her eyes closed.

Li Yan asked curiously, "What is Ah Fei doing?"

She lost her voice, and only heard the sound of "buzz", Zhou Fei suddenly jumped up, and faster than her was the floating drag net. The stone pillar under her feet must have sunk. At the same time, a densely reflective large The net was pocketed from bottom to top.

Li Yan exclaimed, Zhou Fei flicked her wrist, the soft wicker was suddenly stretched straight by the internal force, and a rope was hung like a wire rope, but it was not cut by the rope!

Zhou Fei took advantage of her strength to spin her body and drilled accurately through a fèng gap in the pulling wire. The fatal pulling wire condensed the sunlight and water into a line, and almost flashed across her face, Zhou Fei. Fei didn't even look at it, as if she was used to it.

Immediately, the willow wicker bounced off flexibly, a young leaf that had just grown was cut in half, and Zhou Fei gently landed on another stone.

The stone had no foundation, and was dragged by two pulling wires. It fluttered in the river, and even Zhou Fei followed it up and down. The large net pulled up from the water was overwhelmingly supporting the top of her head. At this moment, a drop of water slowly condensed and formed, and landed on Zhou Fei's eyelashes. Zhu shuddered, and at the same time she lowered her head and pulled out the long knife around her waist. The boulder under her feet suddenly sank, and a splash of water as high as a person splashed on the river. in the middle.

Li Yan screamed in fright and almost pulled her brother's pants down, but Li Sheng didn't even bother to beat her.

Hearing the low "humming" sound in Jiang Zhong suddenly sharpened, Zhou Fei suddenly slashed out a knife, and Li Sheng ducked back subconsciously, as if he could feel the incomparable knife across the wide river. Incomparable.

Her blade was at a very small angle from a pull wire, and it brushed the pull wire like lightning, and broke in from the fork of the two pull wires. The rampage, her knife edge was almost silent, the unparalleled thin blade was like cutting into a piece of tofu, flutteringly opened the two pulling wires, and then suddenly accelerated, pulling the knife like a full moon, the net of pulling the wire pulled a hair. When she moved her whole body, with just this knife, she was able to open a mouth for one person to pass through.

Li Sheng clenched her fists abruptly. Although she only had one stab, her eyes had to be extremely vicious to find the active ones from the hundreds of pulling wires. She had to be accurate when she used the knife to stab the fly's left wing. , to the extent that the right wing is not injured, the pulling thread that bites can be separated, and then the inner breath must not be broken, so that the tentacles of this giant monster in the river can be vigorously pushed away. Three years ago, she closed her eyes and hit the fortune, holding a knife in both hands, With all his strength, several pulling lines that were only shaken by "hitting the Nanshan Mountain" have now been transformed into a calm state.