Chapter 39 Section 12
The sky in early winter is lead-colored, and the cold mist floats in the valley, like sticky cotton wool sticking to the withered grass on the treetops.Two figures slowly came over from the mist, one white and one black, both of them were covered with veils.Only voices drifted out scatteredly.
"I used to wonder why my foster father was so good at martial arts, and I couldn't learn it all my life. Why did he send me to Mount Lu to learn a teacher. Now I understand. Didn't Master Lu say that Ouyang Mijian is Ouyang Xuan, the master of the Yuantian Pavilion, is the only biological child and a student of Master Huiming. No one can change this. I think he will tell me that Xiao Xie is the foster daughter of the Dongting genius doctor. Being a disciple of Lushan Mountain, this cannot be changed. With such a dignified identity, how can we turn our backs and avenge the wronged souls of the Tang family?"
"Maybe. But, why don't you feel that your adoptive father is also protecting you? The poisonous Tang family has too many grievances in the Jianghu. Your life experience will be known sooner or later, which is dangerous. Although the famous doctor Shen is famous in the Jianghu After all, you can’t cover that much. With the Lushan faction as your backer, no one dares to make irresponsible remarks to you.”
"You're right. My adoptive father has always loved me very much...I've been thinking for the past few days, why do I need to know who I am. I have such a good adoptive father, why not... forget everything. "
"Xiao Xie, if you are willing to forget those hatreds, that would be the best ending. In fact, the day you let Jiang Siyuan go, I knew you would never avenge the Tang family."
"Although I can't take revenge, what happened this time made me see a lot..."
Ouyang Mijian was startled suddenly, Jiang Siyuan didn't mention a single thing in front of Xiao Xie.The reason why Lu Danxin did not hesitate to lie to help Ouyang Mijian was because he owed Ouyang Xuan a favor, but this had nothing to do with Xiao Xie.It was indeed Yuantian Pavilion who led the extermination of the Tang family back then, but those Jianghu factions who challenged Ouyang Yunhai, the master of Yuantian Pavilion, were all directed by the Lushan faction.In fact, it is easy to imagine that Mount Lu is the largest sect in the Jiangnan martial arts Baidao, so how could this kind of thing happen without their participation.The Lushan faction was the real mastermind behind the extermination of the Tang family, but they were monks, and it was inconvenient for them to openly kill them, so they turned to Yuantian Pavilion to intervene.
He suddenly remembered with fear that the Youtan Tang family's development of poison is really such a heinous crime, and is it worth setting traps for the entire Jiangnan martial arts to slaughter?No, he still doesn't mention it, never mention it.If Xiao Xie knew this level, wouldn't it be even more unbearable.Just forget everything, so he said: "Your biggest enemy is our Yuantian Pavilion."
Xiao Xie seemed to laugh at himself: "That's right, I have to seek revenge from the Yuantian Pavilion Master first. But now you are the Yuantian Pavilion Master. I have worked hard to find my relatives, but I didn't expect that our Tang family would soon Just die, and now there is only your cousin left. There is only one cousin left in this world, should I seek revenge from him?"
Ouyang Mijian was filled with emotions when he heard the words.His aunt and uncle never forgot to put him to death.In this world, he only has such a cousin left.
Xiao Xie said: "It's just that there is one person that I take revenge on. It probably doesn't matter. Lin Luo is from the Lin family in Fujian. He must be responsible for killing people in Guanzhai Mountain. Now he can't turn around. I will kill him." It's good for him to relieve his anger with a knife. It's a pity that such a good opportunity was still taken away by you, hehe."
Ouyang Qing was imprisoned in a secret room and could not take a single step for life, while Lin Luo died of a sudden illness the night he snatched the sword.Ouyang Mijian did it neatly without leaving any traces.He didn't intentionally hide anything from Xiao Xie, but when he heard her talk like this, he suddenly felt lost.
"You are the master of the Yuantian Pavilion," Xiao Xie continued, "it is only natural to do things like this."
"I want to avenge Liu'er. I—at least I can avenge her," Ouyang Mijian said lightly.
Xiao Xie didn't say anything more.
In the distance, the rugged and winding mountain roads of Mulan Valley appeared.The dense fog gradually dissipated under the noon sun, and the mountain breeze was light, like weeping and complaining.
Neither of them could speak.
Those magnolia trees, the magnolia trees with white flowers all over the mountains and valleys, had died in the fire.The dead leaves creaked under the feet, and the scorched branches pointed to the cloudy sky, like the cold fingers of a dead man.
"I want to look for it." Xiao Xie's voice was hazy, like a dream.
What are you looking for?Ouyang Mijian thought.Of course, they were looking for the Tang family who were massacred in Mulan Valley.The remains of her biological father, the poisonous demon Tang Ling, should be here.Among the people brought by Tang Ling, there should be relatives of the Tang family.And Xiao Xie's mother, Mrs. Tang, died in the distant Guanzhai Mountain.He suddenly felt a pain in his heart.Buried in this secluded valley, isn't there his mother?Mother, the innocent and beautiful Tang family girl Xuanshuang that existed in the memory of her father.Of course, there is also the father, who walked through the long secret road and disappeared among the remains of the Tang family.And Jiang Liu'er, Liu'er, the Liu'er who he buried under the magnolia tree with his own hands...
He wanted to tell Xiao Xie.What he lost, he could never get back.Their mutual pain is the same.However, this kind of pain is too deep, it is better to bury it in everyone's heart, and don't mention anything again.I'm afraid that if I mention it again, it will be turbulent and out of control.
Those magnolia trees are all dead, all dead.From now on, there will no longer be those pure white flowers blooming like snow, and there will be no traces of memory left.Twenty years of entanglement, 20 years of bloody grievances, under the remains of these magnolias, there are many bones scattered and intertwined, turning into dung, where can they go to find their relatives?
Xiao Xie grabbed a handful of soil, pinched it in the palm of his hand, and suddenly burst into tears.The voice didn't sound like crying, it was just hissing.Ouyang Mijian didn't know what to do, he had never seen a girl cry like this.After a while, Xiao Xie stopped by herself and said, "You can take me to the river, I'm leaving."
"Let's go now?" Ouyang Mi Jian said.
Xiao Xie nodded: "I want to go home, to Dongting Lake.... Cousin, take care of yourself."
Ouyang Mijian thought for a while, and took out a scroll: "I'll return this to you."
It is the magnolia tree painted by Tang Xuanshuang.Xiao Xie discovered this painting, and the dusty past was implicated.The people and flowers and trees on the picture scroll have become old relics, and there are old poems inscribed on them: I looked at the Mulan boat several times, but I didn't know it was the flower body.
Xiao Xie took it.Then the yellow scroll turned into pieces, like a cold first snow, quietly scattered in the barren Mulan Valley.