My grandfather, Shen Zui, was a generation of heroes who were famous all over the world fifty or sixty years ago.When I remember, he has retired for a long time, hugging me every day, sitting on the grass in front of the Sanzui Palace, watching my little brother practicing swords, and telling some strange stories about the world.That day my uncle—that is, my uncle Wu Jianzhi, was in a hurry and didn’t see me making faces at him.He whispered something to Grandpa. Grandpa frowned: "So Shuran and that girl are married?" Tantai Shuran is my Fourth Martial Uncle.I only heard my uncle say: "I'm afraid there will be some trouble!"

Grandpa smiled and shook his head, didn't say anything, and said after a while: "Didn't I tell you about the origin of that girl from Jiang's family?" At the end of the Tang Dynasty, the world was in chaos.At that time, my grandfather was just a fledgling, and he was unknown in the rivers and lakes, only relying on the sword in his hand.One day he came to Mount Tiantai in eastern Zhejiang, where Buddhism and Taoism prevailed. He drank tea in a tea shed at the foot of the mountain, and attracted three local people to watch. The three of them were all dressed as thugs, their faces were full of Taizhou people's fierceness, and they had to look at Grandpa's sword when they opened their mouths.Grandpa politely refused.The "Dead Wood Dragon's Singing" sword was bestowed by his master, Junshan's mountain-defying treasure, how could he just show it to others casually.The three of them sneered, and they were about to show off the guy.Unexpectedly, before the knife was pulled out, the three cowhide scabbards split apart and flew to the ground three feet away.

"See it?" Grandpa asked. The three of them stared at the sword of Shenguang Clutch in Grandpa's hand, looked at each other again, turned around and strode away.Grandpa was about to ask, but he heard the owner of the tea shed smile bitterly behind him: "Guest, what did you do?" Looking back, I saw the golden mountains flooded with water.It turns out that Grandpa's "Floating Wind and Falling Leaves" sword is beautiful, but he hasn't practiced it to the point where he can draw it freely.Where the sword energy passed, it actually shattered the big water tank filled with Zining mountain spring!

"Forget about the water, but the water tank will have to be compensated." The toughness of the Taizhou people has already seen that the other party is a master, and they dare to bargain. "How much effort to get up the mountain." Grandpa was very upset and couldn't think of any way to do it.While the master was sweeping the water, he was chattering, and suddenly a big object hit the ground, splashing water all over his face—it was a big piece of silver! A burst of hearty laughter came from outside the door: "Old Wang, you are so stingy! A broken water tank is also fussing over guests."

The shop owner cheerfully picked up the silver, and greeted him, "There is no way out of this small business. How can there be more copper tin in Master Qi's house!" The visitor, dressed in elegant and clean robes, walked in from under the mottled sunlight of the branches. He was majestic, out of the ordinary, and smiled at Grandpa, "This brother is very skilled!" Grandpa has already guessed who it is: "Qi Guiyu!" It turns out that the Qi family is a famous martial arts family in Tiantai Mountain. Their ancestral "Lengquan Sword Art" is quite powerful in the eastern Zhejiang area. It has been passed down to the ninth generation Qi Guiyu. He has become famous at a young age. ".The Tiantai Qi family did not become extinct until the Chicheng Mountain Tiantai faction rose.

After exchanging names of masters and surnames, Qi Guiyu called "Jiu Yang" a few times, and ordered the master to make good tea, so that he could establish friendship with grandpa.Before the tea was served, a small blue soft sedan chair slowly came over on the trail in the bamboo forest outside.The bearers stopped when they saw Qi Guiyu.Qi Guiyu's face turned red, he seemed embarrassed, he murmured "Excuse me", and ran over. Soon after Qi Guiyu came back, he asked his grandfather to "go to the humble house for a talk" in a few words, and then left with the soft sedan chair.

Grandpa was very surprised, so he heard a customer in the shop say: "Master Qi's bride, isn't that beautiful little girl who grew up on deer's milk?" "Yes, Axia!" "Hehe, Young Master Qi is destined to have peach blossoms!" "Hey, it's better to be Axia's life, right? A woman from the mountain, she is the young mistress of the Qi family, and she has been cultivated for several generations." The Qi Family Courtyard is located in a place with excellent geomantic omen in the north of Tiantai County.The Qi family is the leading big family in the local area, and Grandpa found it without much effort.The same young people in Jianghu, Grandpa and Qi Guiyu talked about wine and swords, hit it off right away, and chatted late into the night without knowing it.Speaking of the eunuch's monopoly, the separatism of the feudal towns, and the desolation of the people, I can't help but sigh.

The moonlight is like water, pouring on the wall of the small study, splitting the row upon row of old books into two halves, yin and yang.Grandpa's eyes were a little hazy. Suddenly, the moonlight suddenly became snowy, and it fell with the wind singing, splitting the tranquility between the two of them! "Qi Guiyu, take your life!" Grandpa avoided the blade and jumped aside.I saw a slender and thin man in black standing proudly in a pillar of snowy light, like a piece of haggard wood.The sword in his hand pointed directly at Qi Guiyu. Qi Guiyu looked helpless: "This place is dangerous, it's full of Sea Dragon King's people, why did you come back?"

"Huh!" The voice seemed to come from the distant pines, "Come back and take the life of you, a treacherous and shameless villain!" With a flick of the sword's edge, it slid coldly towards Qi Guiyu's throat.Grandpa looked aside, surprised.Just this one action has already exposed the martial arts foundation of the famous and decent man in black.Since Grandpa came out of the rivers and lakes, he has met several sword masters, but he is the first one with such outstanding kung fu. "Qi Guiyu will suffer!" Qi Guiyu already had a cold spring knife in his hand, and he caught the sword of the man in black. Blood flowed from the mouth of the two tigers, and he couldn't help saying: "Han Shan, you really misunderstood me."

The man in black sneered, returned his sword and struck again.Suddenly, there was a flash of lightning, and Grandpa's sword was already on top of his head.When he squatted down, a turban was peeled off. Unexpectedly, there were other masters. The man in black was obviously taken aback, and took two steps back.Suddenly, he dodged and flew out from the wall.The beauty of that lightness kung fu is as light as a surprise.Even if one move is defeated and he drifts away, this person is as lonely as he can be.It's just that where the turban fell, it was completely naked, as if there were still nine scars. —is it a monk?

Grandpa is young and aggressive, so he will chase after him.Qi Guiyu said from behind: "Forget it." He patted the dust, stood up, shaking his head, "It's thanks to Brother Shen." "Who is this monk Hanshan?" Grandpa asked. Qi Guiyu frowned tightly, and there was a deep sense of loss on his handsome face.He thought about it for a long time, then looked at Grandpa again. Grandpa felt furious: "Brother Qi, what's going on? As long as you can use me, I will do anything!" Qi Guiyu let out a long sigh, and finally said: "This matter is not for outsiders to understand. However, only outsiders intervene, so that it won't - won't cause embarrassment. Brother Chen, we will be overwhelmed by the sight of you, and I will leave everything to you. This It's all for Axia." "To respect Madam?" Grandpa was taken aback, "Isn't that man - a monk?" Qi Guiyu sneered and said: "That's right, Han Shan is a registered monk of Guoqing Temple and a registered disciple of Abbot Xuanlang. It's amazing! But," his face gradually softened, and he became helpless again, "it is indeed a Martial arts prodigy, I am willing to bow down and introduce him as a friend of the same way. ——You just fought a trick with him, can you see his mastery?" "It seems to belong to the Zhongnan sect." "That's right, his tutor is none other than Master Linfeng of Zhongnan Mountain." When Grandpa heard this, he couldn't help but be in awe.You know, Daoist Linfeng and my grandfather's master are equally famous, and they were both peerless masters in the martial arts back then. "He entered Buddhism from Taoism, and his dharma name is Hanshan. He was cast in Guoqing Temple three years ago. Master Xuanlang appreciated his martial arts very much and wanted to accept him as a disciple. My family has been a benefactor of Guoqing Temple for many years, and I have come and gone a lot, so I got to know him Han Shan. We were both in Wulin, and we talked a lot with each other. After getting to know him deeply, I felt that he was a very different person. Compared with other monks in the monastery, he was too rebellious. Later, by chance, I discovered that he Sure enough, he didn't abide by the clear rules, and had a close relationship with Axia, a girl in Chicheng Mountain. I tried to persuade him in private, but he didn't listen at all." Qi Guiyu stood by the window, looking at the vast night in the mountains, and said: "Axia is a fairy from Tiantai Mountain." His voice was as gentle as Konggu Huifeng, "No one knows her origin. People in the mountains have legends about her." Eighteen years ago, an old man who collected herbs climbed to the top of Chicheng Mountain and saw a white deer lying on the ground, feeding a little baby girl with milk. The old man took the baby girl back to feed him. Because when he found her At dusk, the top of Chicheng Mountain was full of colorful clouds, so it was named Axia.——You know "Emei Snow, Chicheng Xia", which are all wonders bestowed by God. Later, the old man who collected medicine died, and Axia rode alone on a white mountain. Deer, wandering between the springs and cliffs of Tiantai Mountain. You have never seen that kind of lightness, and you can't imagine it... "I don't know how Han Shan and Axia started. Han Shan himself is in Buddhism, but he doesn't shy away from it at all. He also told me that one day he will marry Axia as his wife and go far away together." "What is this!" Grandpa shook his head. "He is that kind of person. Later, he had to abandon Axia and leave Tiantai Mountain." Qi Guiyu said, "Brother Shen, you are a believer, so I might as well tell you Han Shan's true face. King Huo's youngest son." King Huo's defeat was five years ago.Yu Zhan, the eunuch in power, ordered the execution of the nine clans. This branch of Li Tang's clan was considered extinct. Who would have thought that another young son would be left behind.Qi Guiyu said: "King Huo wanted him to learn both civil and military skills, and he was sent to Linfeng Taoist priest since he was a child, so he escaped. Later, he changed his mother's surname to Jiang, and his name was Tingsong. When Linfeng Taoist priest left, he ordered him He became a monk and sent a list to Guoqing Temple in Tiantai Mountain. Yu Zhan found out and appointed Hailong King Qian Qianli to bring thirteen killers from Louwailou to hunt him down. I heard about this in the Tiantai County Government and ran to the temple overnight. Advise him to go to Dongting Lake to find your master. He didn't take it seriously, and he couldn't let go of Axia. I tried my best to persuade him, but at least I dragged him down the mountain. Before leaving, he asked me to take good care of Axia for him. "I'm not taking advantage of other people's danger. What's more, if you think about it, marrying a girl from Axia's background would be very embarrassing for me in the family. But after Han Shan left, I went to Chicheng Mountain to find Axia, only to find that she was pregnant." Grandpa's brows furrowed tighter and tighter: I think Han Shan is too good to be alive!Qi Guiyu said: "What should I do? Axia is unmarried and has children, how will she behave in this hundred-mile Tiantai Mountain in the future? Han Shan is a monk, if the news spreads, he himself is doomed, including Guoqing Temple and Master Xuanlang They were all discredited. I had no choice but to bring Axia back to cover up people's eyes and ears, and then contact Han Shan when the time is right. God knows, I haven't even entered Axia's room for the past six months. "But you see, he misunderstood, and ran back desperately, wanting to fight me desperately. With his temperament, he can't listen to what he says, and he can't understand what he says. Brother Shen, you are an outsider, explain to him for me. Sea Dragon King and Lou Wai Lou Thirteen Killers are nearby now, you advise him to stay outside for a few more years before coming back to pick up A Xia. The disciple of Master Lin Feng died in the hands of these scumbags for nothing!" Grandpa readily agreed. "He never puts Jianghu killers in his eyes. He must be with Master Xuanlang in Guoqing Temple at this time." The next day, Grandpa went to Guoqing Temple, and sure enough, he saw Han Shan standing beside the lotus seat in a monk's robe. "Although you first worshiped Taoist Master Linfeng as your teacher, you have already entered my Buddhist school, and you are a disciple of Guoqing." Master Xuanlang said slowly. Han Shan remained silent.In a hurry last night, Grandpa finally saw his face clearly.In front of Master Xuanlang, how to mention Axia's matter? A young novice came over: "Master, the young mistress of the Qi family is here to burn incense." Xuan Lang walked out slowly.Grandpa didn't look at Han Shan, but also felt the twitch on his face. In the majestic and solemn Daxiong Palace, the bells of Qingyue echoed.The Buddha wears gold and jade, expressionless.Only his eighteen grotesque apprentices, with the eternally empty smiles, leaned over to look at the piety of the faithful men and women. The young woman knelt on the futon, murmuring words, and the light red dress was lingering in the faint cigarette smoke. "What do you want, madam?" The young woman stood up, inserted the incense seriously, and said in a very clear voice, "I hope my child is safe." The red dress couldn't cover her waist for at least seven or eight months.Grandpa finally saw Axia.He stood behind Master Xuanlang, glanced at her, and knew why Qi Guiyu said that Axia was a fairy from Tiantai Mountain.Grandpa hadn't met my grandma at that time, so he didn't think much of the relationship between children.For the first time, Axia let him understand what it means to be amazed. However, he clearly felt waves of broad cold currents coming from behind him.It was Han Shan, who was hiding behind heavy curtains, staring at the only vivid red under the dark beams with his eyes of abandoning everything.But the red is so ethereal. Afterwards, the monks discovered that ten extremely deep fingerprints had been left on the pillar. A man dressed in soap clothes and looking like a housekeeper came in quietly, and said solemnly: "The young master said that the young lady's health is very important, and I ask the young lady to return home quickly. The sedan chair is outside the door." Holding up the red dress, Ah Xia didn't say goodbye to Xuan Lang, but just walked out the door in a numb manner. "Axia!" The big bronze bell was buzzing.When Ah Xia turned her head, she finally found Han Shan who was hiding behind.As if an orphan met a long-lost relative, she let out a "boom" and rushed over.The man in soap clothes had sharp eyes and quick hands, grabbed her wrist, and pushed the door hard. "Brother Song—" The curtain embroidered with Buddha's light was torn down, and a piece of old incense ash was raised in the air, carrying a musty smell of decay.Han Shan volleyed down with a pair of skinny claws. Xuan Lang frowned, and said in a deep voice, "Back Han Shan!" It was too late, the man in soap fell silently on the threshold, his brains burst.I saw a red cloud wrapped in a gray monk's robe. "Stop—the villain—" Xuan Lang was angry and impatient, stomping on his Zen staff, watching Han Shan and Axia float out of the mountain gate.Daoist Linfeng's lightness kung fu is unparalleled in the martial arts world, how can he catch up with it! Another blue cloud floated out, it was Grandpa catching up. Grandpa was very unclear about what happened next, so I had no choice but to guess.In the dark dense forest with weaving branches, beside the softly whispering Lingling mountain spring, on the wet grassland covered with wild flowers, the flowing clouds of bright red and gray are flying in disorder. They didn't realize that poor grandpa was in a dilemma hiding behind a rock.Grandpa is a rigorous and self-disciplined person, who aspired to be a Taoist priest since he was a child.I guess it was the gorgeous scene on Tiantai Mountain that changed his mind.He closed his eyes tightly, unable to stop the strong breath of life, like a spring breeze blowing on his face. After all, this is a monk and a married woman... In Grandpa's mind, he thought of this incident again.He said he regretted it for half his life. ——"Brother Song, take me away." ——"I will definitely take you away." Brother Song?Grandpa remembered that Qi Guiyu said Hanshan's common name was Jiang Tingsong.He plucked up the courage to stand up: "Master Han Shan——" Han Shan looked over coldly, and hid the terrified Ah Xia behind him. "Your kung fu is indeed higher than Qi's, but it's not necessarily true. I'm afraid of you." With a flick of his sleeve, Han Shan held a long sword as cold as a crescent moon again. Grandpa held the "Dead Wood Dragon's Song" tightly, and said calmly: "You misunderstood Young Xia Qi. I was entrusted by him to explain it to you, and I will trouble you to listen for a moment." "Entrusted by him—who are you?" Han Shan said proudly. Grandpa said.After hearing this, Han Shan was slightly moved. Axia firmly grabbed Han Shan's sleeve, not wanting to let him go.Han Shan stroked her hair and said: "Your body is important, go back first. I don't think the surname Qi would dare to do anything to you." He glanced at my grandfather again, "You don't understand the affairs of Jianghu." Just like that, Grandpa took Jiang Tingsong away from Ah Xia. Grandpa poured out Qi Guiyu's words, "Qi Shaoxia is not the kind of despicable villain you think. At this time, the Sea Dragon King and Lou Wai Lou Thirteen Killers are waiting to kill you around the Guoqing Temple. You still It’s better to leave quickly. Shaoxia Qi will take care of Ah Xia and her child. But if you insist on taking her away, I’m afraid you will kill her.” Han Shan remained silent, his sharp-edged face twitching slightly.Suddenly throwing the sword to the ground, he let out a long sigh: "I'm in such a situation, it's hard to trust anyone, except Axia." Grandpa said earnestly: "People in the Jianghu only speak the word 'righteousness'. It is too much to suspect even one's own friends." Han Shan seemed to be moved by his grandfather, and pondered for a while: "—forget it, I misunderstood Qi Guiyu, I hope he——please apologize to him on my behalf!" He looked at the open space again , Axia has already left, "I won't see her anymore, let her take care and wait for me to come back." He picked up the sword and suddenly rushed down the mountain.Grandpa shouted loudly: "Qi Shaoxia asked me to tell you, walk along Lingxi, he has cleaned that road, there is no killer in ambush." Back at the Qi family compound, Grandpa felt an indescribable sense of relief.Although this matter was a bit embarrassing, it did not disappoint Qi Guiyu's trust.Han Shan was so stubborn and arrogant that he actually believed him—a strange young man, thus avoiding a greater disaster.It's just that I don't know how this relationship between Hanshan and Axia will end in the future? Qi Guiyu would be very relieved when he found out.It's just that he's not at home. ——"It's not good, it's not good!" ——"Don't stop her!" ——"Go and try it, see if you can stop it." A white light flashed on the roof, and there was an uproar outside the door.Grandpa was startled, and saw several family members rushing in: "Mr. Shen, help me. Young Mistress has run away!" Grandpa was stunned. —— "She rode that damned white deer, she couldn't catch up!" ——"Mr. Shen, you are good at martial arts, help chase the young mistress back! The young mistress is about to give birth." "Okay, okay," Grandpa had to stop talking in a hurry, "Where did you see her go?" One of them said loudly: "It must be Chicheng Mountain again, young mistress always likes to run there. That mountain is full of cliffs, except for Bailu, only those with good qinggong can go up it. Mr. Shen is watching you. " Grandpa glanced at the man and found that it was one of the three who robbed him of his sword yesterday.With a slight movement in his heart, he suddenly said, "Where's your master?" ——"The young master has gone to Lingxi, and he won't come back today!" Grandpa was still inexperienced in the world at that time, and he didn't understand many things in the world.However, he is a smart person, once the ominous omen appears, he can realize it.He made a decisive decision, stopped listening to the servants, and rushed to Chicheng Mountain. Later, there was Guanyu of the Tiantai School on Chicheng Mountain, and it became less desolate.But at that time, the way up the mountain was just a few protruding rocks on the cliff, and ordinary people could never think of going up.Grandpa's lightness kung fu is not bad, and after some effort, he finally climbed to the top of the mountain. "Wow——" the cry of the baby stopped the flowing clouds and loose wind from the top of the mountain. When grandpa heard the crying, he felt an indescribable emotion in his heart.Following the sound to find it, pushing away the thorns and weeds, a strong smell of blood rushed to the face. "Miss Xia," Grandpa called out in horror, "are you alright?" What he said was self-deception, the river flowing in the grass was not Axia's bright red dress, but blood, living blood that kept flowing out.Axia struggled to get up, broke the umbilical cord with her trembling hands, and then fell down, her breath was like gossamer, her face was like gold paper.The white deer was lying beside her, licking the hostess's wound constantly, its eyes were full of sorrow. Grandpa also didn't care about any men and women's defenses, and poured his true energy into her body continuously, trying to give her a sigh of relief.Axia finally opened her eyes leisurely, looking at her newborn daughter, but she didn't have the strength to coax her. "I can't give birth to our child in Qi's family. They, they will kill her. " Grandpa was shocked. "For the sake of my children, I have to marry Qi Guiyu. However, I have an appointment with the Qi family, and I have to wait for Brother Song for three years. If he doesn't come back for three years, I will be Qi Guiyu's wife. Qi Guiyu Yu was already getting impatient, but who knew Brother Song would come back too early, and let him fail." Grandpa's head was buzzing. ... "You advise him to stay outside for a few more years." ... "There are no enemies on Lingxi Road." —Yes, how could he think so! "I don't know you, I don't know if you understand, what's going on..." Axia's pure voice was full of despair and desolation for thousands of years, "But child..." Grandpa wrapped the baby girl, carried it on his shoulders, and said with emotion: "I will definitely bring him back, and you must wait too!" In fact, he doesn't know what kind of enemies Sea Dragon King and Lou Wai Lou Thirteen Killers are.Can the master who is favored by Yu Zhan be convinced by the sword in his hand? "Deadwood Dragon's Cry" whispered from his waist. When grandpa arrived at Lingxi, Han Shan's blood soaked through his torn clothes.The sword dance was wild and full of energy, and You Zi tossed and tumbled in the air.Grandpa has never seen that a swordsman's battle with trapped beasts can be so magnificent. Out of the thirteen killers outside the building, six have already fallen, and there are seven more, with deep and shallow injuries, still besieging in an orderly manner.Not far away, a big man with a yellow beard in a python robe and a jade belt leisurely stepped in to watch. Thirteen assassins, and the sky-high price of assassination orders outside the building, are well-deserved.The disciple of Linfeng Daoist, the nobleman of Li Tang's clan, has no hope of being spared. Grandpa's blood boiled with enthusiasm, the dragon roared out of its sheath, and Hu Lala flew into the center of the battle group, standing side by side with Han Shan.Sea Dragon King couldn't help but let out a "huh". Han Shan was furious, suddenly left seven killers behind, turned around and attacked my grandfather. Of course, what he hates most now is my grandpa.If it wasn't for my grandpa's brilliant rhetoric, he wouldn't have believed Qi Guiyu's lies, wouldn't have left Axia behind, and left himself in a desperate situation.But my grandfather didn't expect this, and he was almost dumbfounded looking at the sword. The sword was less than half an inch away from Grandpa's chest, and it was suddenly stopped.Han Shan found the crying baby girl.Grandpa reacted very quickly: "Han Shan, this is your daughter, the daughter born to Axia!" Han Shan froze for a moment, the sword in his hand slipped down along with the tears in his eyes. At the moment when he was distracted, the eight weapons of the seven killers were on his body.Han Shan suddenly realized something, looked up to the sky and said with a long smile: "Hahaha...what kind of decent family, what kind of martial arts morality...are generally hypocritical and shameless!" Grandpa found out that he had done something wrong again, and he was ashamed.The long sword pointed at Sea Dragon King, and he said loudly: "Qian, you also use this kind of trick. Come down, let's compete!" Sea Dragon King Qian Qianli remained motionless, groaning with his beard.A young master Pian Pian came out from behind the tree and said with a smile, "Brother Shen, saving people is not the way to save the law." It was Qi Guiyu, Grandpa wished he could eat him right now.He quietly protected the baby, and said with a smile: "Yeah, little brother is inexperienced, and both of them are late. Not only Master Han Shan is finished, but even Ah Xia..." "What happened to Axia!" The sound of drinking was made by two people.Before he finished speaking, the "Deadwood Dragon's Cry" had already pierced Qi Guiyu's chest. "Good swordsmanship!" Qi Guiyu smiled slightly.Blood flowed from Yajie's white robe, making his lips pale. "Aren't you stupid. If Axia didn't distract me, you wouldn't be able to kill 'Yi Chun Meng Yu' in one move." Grandpa drew out his long sword and said bitterly, "I never expected you to be so vicious!" "Am I vicious?" Qi Guiyu's aura became weaker and weaker. He looked at Han Shan with the deep loss in his eyes again, "Axia, that's a fairy from Tiantai Mountain. I was born on Tiantai and grew up in Tiantai. Tiantai, she is an elf I admired since I was a child. However, I can’t marry her just because of my family status. Who are you, Han Shan? Jiang Tingsong? You are just a wanted fugitive, a down-and-out monk. Why is it you , won the love of the fairy, why... for Axia, you can despise everything, you can practice the century-old rules of the Guoqing Temple like dust, why can't I, and go crazy for her once, deceive my colleagues and betray my friends for her... ..." Grandpa's hands trembled, but he couldn't stab the second sword. "Okay, okay!" Sea Dragon King Qian Qianli with the yellow beard finally got impatient.He turned his head towards the seven killers and said, "Aren't you going to kill Jiang Tingsong soon?" The seven killers curled their lips and exchanged glances with each other.The leader said: "Elder Yu only paid half of the deposit to us." Qian Qianli nodded: "I know." The second person said: "The rules of the building outside the building, the order issued must be paid before the ticket is torn." Qian Qianli nodded again. The third person said: "We all act on the order of the landlord, and we will never make an exception." The fourth person said: "So I won't kill Jiang Tingsong until Eunuch Yu gives me enough money." The yellow beard fluttered: "Hehe, Mr. Yu is far away in Chang'an. Don't you want to take Jiang Tingsong to Chang'an to receive the reward?" The fifth person smiled and said, "We're not that stupid! I know you, Sea Dragon King, are doing this for Mr. Yu." Qian Qianli smiled again. The sixth person said: "And I also know that Eunuch Yu has already given you the remaining 10,000 taels of silver. Lord Dragon, you take out the money now, everything will be settled, and everyone will relax." Qian Qianli laughed loudly: "The thirteen killers in the building outside the building are really extraordinary! Then you send someone out, and come with me to get the money now!" The seven people looked at me and I looked at you, but they didn't say anything. .The seventh person said: "This is difficult, and it's not suitable to send anyone." It turns out that they don't trust each other very much. "How difficult is this!" Qian Qianli landed beside Han Shan lightly, and touched the big acupuncture points all over his body, "Let him go, and come with me." Han Shan couldn't move, so the seven killers dropped their weapons, retreated slowly, and followed Qian Qianli into the forest. Suddenly, the seven people heard a wolf-like howl behind them.Before they had time to look back, the seven heads flew into the sky. Qian Qianli turned around and smiled slightly: "Money is like a lover, you can't keep thinking about it, especially at critical moments.——What? Instead of thanking me, you——" That acupuncture point is fake.Han Shan had already handed the sword to his throat, and slowly withdrew it: "Why save me?" Qian Qianli smiled mischievously and freely: "The thirteen masters outside the building have already died, and the half of the reward will naturally go to me. There is no need to embarrass the hero anymore. Qian thinks he is not a thing in the pool. The world is in chaos. At that time, why do you need to be a falcon dog for that eunuch!" Han Shan wiped away the redness and whiteness from his face, and his expression gradually changed.The smell of blood was fishy and salty. My grandpa watched from the sidelines and felt it was an eye-opener.He untied the baby girl from his back, and silently handed it to Han Shan: "She's still waiting for you on Mount Chicheng, hurry up!" Han Shan held the child in his arms, and the flesh and blood on his face gradually softened.Suddenly he raised his head and yelled viciously at his grandpa: "You hypocrite, hurry up! When I gain strength, I will be the first to kill you." Grandpa has no choice. He knows that this period of enmity may end forever. Han Shan tried his best to stand up, and staggered towards Mount Chicheng.The last blow just now exhausted all his strength.Can he still walk to Chicheng Mountain to see his Axia? A white light flashed in the forest, it was the white deer coming, with a soft body as bright as a bright glow on its back, and the bright red long trail dragged on the grass. Han Shan wept with joy, rushed forward, and hugged the red dress tightly. Grandpa saw it from a distance, and felt a little relieved. However, at this moment, a low howl rose from the blood-stained gray robe, which was distant and heart-wrenching, like a desperate lion uttering its final moan and anger. Even the grandfather who was on the sidelines hoped that at least a little bit of that peerless and beautiful face could be revealed—even if it was just a little bit of life.The elf's eyes, open at least once more, convey long-lasting tenderness.But she did, never wake up again.The grayness of death, in the bloody blood, is shocking. Only the cry of the baby echoed in the emptiness of Tiantai Mountain. "So that's why Jiang Tingsong is so jealous of our Dongting sect." Uncle said, "That baby is the younger brother's bride, Jiang Mingzhu? Unexpectedly, such a domineering lady has such a tragic background." Grandpa sighed: "This is all my fault when I was young. Little Mingzhu and Neng Shuran are married, which is considered a blessing for her. Resentment will meet, love will part, and I can't ask for it. My whole life of practice is nothing more than wanting to break the world. Bitterness, joy, grievances. But when I grow old, I still can't get out..." My little brother had already stopped the sword in his hand and ran over to listen.This story obviously fascinated him, so he blurted out and asked, "Can't get out? Grandpa, I'll go for you." Grandpa stood up, held his hand, and said with a smile: "Xuan'er, these things have nothing to do with you. You just need to go on your own." The little brother nodded vaguely. "Come on, let's continue practicing."