Chapter 3 Chapter Three

"She, is she the daughter of that Jiedu envoy?" Everyone in Baiyun Palace was gone, and on the Wanghu Tower, Feng Jianyue blurted out a question in shock because of the second brother's last sentence of "Xiaoyan". "Hmm...Xue Chuyan." He just responded, but the Second Young Master Wei walked over absent-mindedly, came to the window and looked at the rainy street outside—there was only one light in the dark alley—orange-yellow glass. The lamp floated forward, guiding a group of young female crowns in plain clothes and white socks. She quietly followed behind the elder sister in charge, carrying the Ningbi sword, and hurriedly walked with her head down.The dim and uncertain light in the glazed lamp reflected her beautiful side face, and suddenly, it seemed like yesterday reappeared.

Xiaoyan, Xiaoyan, Xiaoyan... Wei Zhuang clasped the window lattice tightly with his hand, but tried his best not to blurt out the name again.She won't look back, so why should he throw his mind in vain?She also said that he had always been proud. He was even so proud that he never told anyone about it, including his eldest brother. Brother Feng might have heard about it—after all, their past was too close during those days, but since he didn't say anything, Brother Feng didn't ask.After making the decision, he even kept this relationship secret and never mentioned it to anyone.

Eldest brother is already very unhappy. Letting him know about my situation will only add to the sadness, right? On the tall building, through the dense autumn rain, he watched her keep walking along the alley, and the floating glazed lamp seemed to guide her, gradually going away.The last turn, disappeared around the corner, out of his sight. Wei Zhuang suddenly lowered his head, feeling something churning in his heart, as if he was about to struggle out of his chest that was trying to calm down. However, he grasped the window lattice tightly, dug his fingers into the wood, and forced himself to settle down. .

Taking a breath in silence, he turned around. ——However, as soon as he turned his head, he saw the eyes of his elder brother. Thorough, compassionate, but with deep self-blame.For more than ten years, the eyes of his eldest brother he has seen are so indifferent and indifferent, even without any sadness or joy... However, today's eyes made the second son of Dingjiange feel as if he had been burned, and his whole body shook . "Second brother, I'm sorry..." Coughing slightly, the haggard and thin man seemed to let out a sigh from the depths of his chest, and came over and patted him on the shoulder heavily, "Big brother, big brother...cough cough, all these years, only care I was alone, never... ahem, I never thought of you."

"Brother." Wei Zhuang felt a sudden heat in his chest, his voice choked up, and he lowered his head, "I can handle it myself...you don't have to worry too much. You should take good care of your own body." Feng Jianyue smiled wryly, and managed to calm down his cough—in fact, he himself knew that since he was wounded by the Ningbi sword fifteen years ago and his lungs were injured by the yin and cold air, he has not healed in the past fifteen years. Has invaded the major tendons. This injury will occur every autumn, and every year around the Double Ninth Festival is a gate of hell—in recent days, it has become more and more serious.Otherwise, how could the second younger brother who has always respected him disregard his strict prohibition and attack Baiyun Palace in private?

However, he never imagined that his second brother's former lover is now Huaying, a female disciple of Baiyun Palace... Then, if he hadn't rushed to stop it in time today, would the second brother really die with her in order to seize Qingluanhua?The second younger brother, the second younger brother, in order to let his incompetent elder brother live on, to be so desperate... A violent mood swing caused the sick person to cough again, Feng Jianyue's eyes became hot, and at the same time, a wave of heat surged in her ashen-cold heart... In this world, there is always something worth living. reason to go down.

Feng Jianyue patted Wei Zhuang's shoulder vigorously, and found that the second brother's body trembled suddenly. He kept looking at the dark alley below, and the figure had long since disappeared, leaving only the city full of autumn rain. Desolate inexplicable. ※※※ When they returned to Bicheng Mountain, the sky was already bright and the rainy night had stopped. Before entering the mountain gate, I saw a white belt hanging in front of me in the path on the mountain, and a group of female crowns in plain robes hurried down the steps——I don’t know which junior sister couldn’t hold back, and even told them the news of their accident. The master of retreat and meditation.

Said to be the master of so many female disciples, Jingming is actually only in her thirties.Maybe it's because of more experience and cleansing, it looks calm and gloomy.Daoist Jingming, who left the customs early, looked a little pale, and his slender eyebrows were tightly frowned, showing a murderous look.Perhaps it was that ray of murderous intent and gloom that suppressed the beauty between her brows. "Master..." All the people who had just returned from Wanghu Tower lowered their heads and said softly—Master is always strict, but this time they knew that there was such a big mess, and they didn't know how to punish them.Even Huaying, who has always been loved by her master, saw the cold light in the master's eyes, she jumped for some reason and lowered her head.

——She also knew that after being taught by the master, the stern and cold master usually hates the disciples who are weak in Taoism and entangled in mortal thoughts. In the past, the fourth junior sister was bewitched by emotional barriers, and had a private meeting with her lover in the Baiyun Palace. However, the master found out and became angry. . "Hua Qing, Hua Chang, follow me into the Tianxin Pavilion!" Jingming turned her eyes from the second disciple Qingli's face, but she didn't ask anything. Instead, she gave instructions to the eldest disciple and turned back. The white socks and the white jade whisk fluttered in the morning wind, and there was an aura of a fairy outside the world.

"Master...you're only in your thirties this year?" For some reason, Hua Ying blurted out a soft sigh, but none of the junior sisters around her spoke up. The master was strict and indifferent, and the disciples didn't dare to discuss anything behind their backs. Only the elder sister was about to stand up and catch up with the master, as if she heard her muttering to herself, she glanced back at her, her eyes were extremely complicated - different from the usual indifference and hostility. Perhaps, it was because I saved her so recklessly last night, which changed Senior Sister Hua Qing's view of herself?

Just as Hua Ying was thinking about it, she suddenly heard the elder sister sigh softly: "You're only thirty-five...you already look older than your age, right? We, we will all be like this in the future, second sister, and you too." Hua Ying looked up in surprise, not knowing why the senior sister had such a tone, but Hua Qing had already turned her head and walked up the steep stone steps.The mountain wind blew her long hair, and the senior sister's body was so thin that she seemed to be flying away with the wind. Hua Ying's eyes dimmed—sisters from the same family for so many years, they don't even know what kind of person each other is. It is said that the eldest sister was abandoned by her parents since she was a child, and the ancestor Wuchen took her in, but she was not formally accepted as a disciple because she was too young—until fourteen years ago, the ancestor passed away and Master Jingming became Baiyun Palace. Only then did the lord of the palace formally accept this child who had lived in the Taoist temple for eight or nine years as a disciple. Therefore, although she is not very old, Huaqing is still everyone's senior sister in order of entry. Perhaps because of growing up in this isolated Taoist temple, the temper of the senior sister has become a little unpredictable, and the younger sisters often suffer from some inexplicable anger. However, Hua Qing is fair and decisive in dealing with things, courageous and responsible, and even Sometimes the younger sisters did something wrong, and it was she who took the initiative to take responsibility in front of the strict master. If it wasn't for her lack of aptitude in martial arts, and the fact that she couldn't fully comprehend the true meaning of Baiyun Qianhuan swordsmanship for more than 20 years, Master Jingming might have passed on the position of Palace Master to her long ago. Hua Ying is considered early, and she is the second apprentice accepted by Master Jingming. However, perhaps because of her amazing talent in martial arts, she has formed a great contrast with the elder sister-so it is natural, Hua Qing never liked her.By the way, many junior sisters who have been favored by the senior sister also regard her as a stranger. I don't know, this time the master asked the senior sister to ask the whole story, what will the senior sister say about her in front of the master... An hour later, she was summoned into Tianxin Pavilion.Senior sisters Hua Qing and Hua Chang had finished reporting and stood quietly behind the master.The room was dimly lit, and the scent of sandalwood lingered faintly. "Hua Ying, this time you went through life and death for our sisters. Master is very pleased... You are indeed my good apprentice." She lowered her head in panic, but she heard the master speak softly: "Hua Tsing Hua Chang told me , you were almost injured in the hands of Ding Jiange due to lack of experience this time, and tomorrow the master will pass on the secrets of our sect's Tianxin to you, and practice sword moves with you more, and you will be able to immediately encounter such things in the future. Undefeated." The master's voice was very soft, full of love and admiration——Hua Ying felt a little relieved, but after a short while, the master's voice became cold: "But, Hua Ying, since you have become a monk and practiced Taoism, how can you be more confident?" Fan Nian?" She trembled, and her face turned white in an instant—did the senior sister, the senior sister, tell all about her after all? With a "swish", I heard something rustling and fell to my feet.There was a chill in the master's voice that only comes when he is angry, which made every disciple feel anxious: "Huaying, the master always thought you were as calm as water, but what did Huachang find in your room? ——Yu Binsheng's poetry collection! Every time you I turn on the lamp, so that’s all I read?” The crisp yellow book fell under her snow-white robe, the pages were slightly opened, and she was turning to the page she read yesterday.Huaying's hand trembled, and she subconsciously wanted to pick it up, but she was frightened by the master's anger, and she was so meek that she didn't dare to move it. "If you dare to pick up that book again, I'll cut off your hand!" The master's tone, which had been gentle just now, suddenly became stern because the disciple's heart was moved, "There is only one sentence about Li Yishan's things that are good, You remember it for me—the heart of spring will not be full of flowers, every inch of lovesickness and every inch of gray!" Startled, she raised her head and glanced at the master. Daoist Jingming's face was stern and gloomy, as usual, the elder sister standing behind the master was calm and expressionless; and the sixth junior sister hurriedly lowered her head when she saw her raise her head. "Go back and read "The Wonderful Sutra of the Jade Emperor's Heart". Think about it, Huaying, the master is doing it for your own good—there are so many entanglements in the world of mortals, and it is difficult to extricate yourself if you fall into it." The master sighed softly. , but there is some emotion between the eyebrows. He didn't ask her about the matter with Young Master Wei Er again. Hua Ying looked at it with some doubts, bowed deeply and said goodbye, and retreated. She retreated to the door, as if she suddenly remembered something, Huaying hesitated for a moment, stood on her feet, lowered her head and said softly: "Master... Feng Jianyue, the master of the Cauldron Pavilion, please let me say hello to Master on his behalf, and wish my old friend Cultivation is more advanced." "Feng Jianyue? It's him again... what an old friend! I don't know this person at all, and he really slanders Qingxiu. There is no good person in Dingjiange." The master frowned, and slapped the armrest of the chair heavily with his hand, angrily Said, "Hua Ying, you too, do you believe what such a person says? Go back and study the scriptures for me!" She stood a little helpless, and saw the senior sister standing behind the master shook her head slightly at her, signaling her to quit quickly. When she went out, the corner of her eyes glanced at the "Yu Bisheng Poetry Collection" on the ground - the wind blew from nowhere in the pavilion, and the pages of the book flipped gently.Huaying's eyes turned red suddenly, but she gritted her teeth, turned around and walked out. ※※※ "Second Junior Sister." After the evening class, the master left, and all the female disciples returned to their respective rooms in order, leaving the elder sister to clean up everything.When Hua Ying also got up, she suddenly heard the senior sister behind her calling her. Huaying frowned imperceptibly, stood up, and asked softly, "What advice do you have, Senior Sister?" Hua Qing didn't answer, her footsteps sounded in the empty Sanqing Hall, and they came to her side. "Put this book away carefully, so that the master won't notice it again." Suddenly, I heard the senior sister's voice from beside me, and with a movement of my hand, a volume of book was stuffed in. The familiar texture and thickness were impressively This "Yu Binsheng Poetry Collection"! Hua Ying raised her head in surprise, and saw her senior sister's delicate oval face.Hua Qing looked at her and sighed: "Master asked me to burn it, I think I'd better hide it privately and return it to you." "Thank you...thank you, Senior Sister." Holding the scroll tightly with her fingers, not knowing how to express her gratitude, Hua Ying just said softly—I don't know that Hua Qing still has this kind of heart. Before, I always thought that The elder sister is as ruthless and indifferent as the master. "I didn't tell the master about the Second Young Master Wei—but the Sixth Junior Sister did." Hua Qing's voice paused, watching the Second Junior Sister's hand tremble, and then continued, "I can't blame her...Hua Chang You have been helping me, so I will speak ill of you when I get the chance—" "En." Hua Ying didn't know what to say, so she could only vaguely respond: The sixth junior sister was favored by the senior sister before, so she has always relied on Hua Qing.Naturally, she, who was taught the Ningbi sword by her master and threatened Huaqing's status, is also someone who can't wait to step on her in Huachang's eyes. "She told you all about what happened to you in the Wanghu Tower...Master is such a smart person, I think he has already guessed a bit." Hua Qing's voice continued to sound calmly, but the listeners were in a state of confusion. "But the master didn't say anything." Hua Ying felt her palms getting cold, and blurted out in horror. Hua Qing nodded, but his eyes became more and more gloomy: "Yes... I was also surprised. The master didn't say anything! With the master's character, do you think she will treat it as nothing and not pursue it?" Huaying's heart was even more disturbed, and she had a vague premonition, and sure enough, she heard the senior sister whisper in her ear: "Master, today... she ordered the fifth junior sister to go to the Qianzhang Cliff of Bicheng Mountain to gather flowers of sorrow. " She was startled, and suddenly became completely cold. Anxiety flower? ...Sorrow-relief flower?Among all the pills in Baiyun Palace, the only one that needs Jieyouhua is——! "In the alchemy room of Tianxin Pavilion, it's been a long time since 'Xichen Yuan' was refined? Now that I'm using it, I'm afraid I have to rush to make it now." She hadn't thought of the frightening name of the medicine, but Senior Sister Hua Qing was indifferent. I went on. "No way? Master, master wants me to—" Hua Ying blurted out, somewhat shocked. Hua Qing's face was also cold, and the light in her eyes was flickering. She turned her head to look at the statues of the Sanqing gods enshrined in the temple. Two young female crowns. Hua Qing sighed: "Your aptitude is so high, the master is absolutely unwilling to give up your martial arts and drive you down the mountain like he did to the fourth junior sister before - she also said today that she will pass on the secret of Tianxin to you, which has never been passed on in this sect. The secret. With such a temper as the master, it is only natural for him to have such a plan..." Thinking of today's master's full-bodied teaching consciousness, compared with the analysis of the current senior sister, Huaying's face gradually paled, and the air-conditioning overflowed from the bottom of her heart—Xichenyuan...Xishchenyuan! Give Qing a cup of ruthless tears, wash away the dust and enter the sky. Anyone who is determined in the Tao can request to take the dust-cleaning fate before becoming a monk in Baiyun Palace, and drink a cup of it into the throat.But every time the dust-washing edge is used, it is voluntarily proposed by the junior disciples. But, but now, does the master actually have the intention to force her to take Xichen Yuan to break the past?Hua Ying clenched the scroll in her hand with some horror, her face was pale and transparent. Seeing her expression, Hua Qing sighed slightly: "It will take at least seven days to refine Xichenyuan, you still have time to think about it—if you don't want to let go of everything, then hurry up and leave while the master doesn't force you ! Tell Young Master Wei Er, you and him leave Baiyun Palace!" leave here?Did the elder sister mean that she wanted her to escape from the palace privately? "Escape? Master, master, I don't know how to be angry..." Huaying raised her head in surprise, and saw Hua Qing's decisive eyes—after all, the big sister is a big sister, and she has always been calm and assertive. "I know you have always been docile and obedient, so such a bold thing may not be possible." Hua Qing lowered his eyebrows, and said lightly: "I wouldn't help you like this at first, but after what happened yesterday, I think——if you can do it Come on, I don't want Second Junior Sister to encounter such a thing again." "Again" encounter such a thing? Hua Ying was slightly startled, and some guesses passed in her mind. After a long time, she looked at the statues of Sanqing under the ever-burning lamp in the hall, and suddenly said softly: "The heart of spring will not let the flowers compete with each other. One inch of lovesickness and one inch of gray——Master, master has also read Yishan's poems, right?" ※※※ It was already midnight, and there were dots of blue color everywhere on Bicheng Mountain—that was the phosphorous fire all over the mountain.This is a very cloudy mountain, with layers of grave mounds, and at night, there are misty blue will-o'-the-wisps all over the mountain.Thinking about it, the word "Bicheng" is quite appropriate. "Look here—" In the Wuzhen Cave near the Qianzhang Cliff in the back mountain, Hua Qing raised the fire folder in his hand and shook it on the cave wall.Wuzhen Cave was the place where the disciples of Baiyun Palace came to sit and reflect after breaking the rules of the sect. Few people came here on weekdays, let alone in the middle of the night. There were wild birds chirping outside at night, Huaying was startled, and saw the traces of chiseling on the cave wall when the fire was on and off. It seemed that someone had leveled the cave wall in order to chisel away something. "There's nothing there." Looking at the scratches that had been there for several years, Hua Ying said in surprise—she didn't know what the elder sister secretly dragged her here in the middle of the night to show her. "I'm afraid no one will be able to recognize the words on it...even the person who carved those words with his own hands." Hua Qing folded the fire close to the cave wall, and stroked the moss-covered moss with his fingers. Feeling, "Fifteen years ago, in a certain late autumn, there was also a female disciple in Baiyun Palace who was demoted to confinement here because she moved her heart. Her master ordered her to figure it out before sunrise and voluntarily give up all her ties—otherwise, We will force her to drink Xichenyuan." "Ah?" Hua Ying was slightly taken aback, and couldn't help blurting out, "She, her master...is it so difficult for others?" "The rules in Baiyun Palace are strict...the previous palace masters have never had a good temper." Hua Qing stroked the stone wall with his hand, but there was a distant sigh in his eyes, "You are not the first, nor will you be the last. One." "Then, did she spend the whole night meditating here?" In the flickering light of the fire, Hua Ying's eyes suddenly dimmed, "She, how did she decide in the end?" Hua Qing sighed softly, and shook his head: "This female disciple is a little similar to you now: she has very good aptitude. It can be said that in the past hundred years of Baiyun Palace, she has been the only one who has been able to make an appointment before the age of thirty. Baiyun Qianhuan swordsmanship has really been practiced... But unlike you, she still loved that man desperately at that time, in fact, she didn't have to think about it at all, she would never separate from her lover." The fire folds reflected the stone wall, and after more than ten years, the traces on it can still be seen with the sharpness of each ax and chisel. "Her master imprisoned her in the cave of Wuzhen forcefully, saying that if she couldn't figure it out, she would force her to drink to wash away the fate of the world - she tried her best, but she couldn't open the cave door to go out." Hua Qing's eyes Youyou is far away, this young female crown actually knows such a secret past, "Seeing that the long night is about to pass, and the master is about to come over with medicine, she carved the name of her lover everywhere on the stone wall like crazy - for fear that she would really Will forget, she wants to remember him!" "But...was it still chiseled off in the end?" Hua Ying suddenly understood, her fingers touched the flat marks on the stone wall, her eyes were hot, she didn't know what kind of emotion it was, it almost made her fall Tears come. It's still gone... It's gone... It's all gone... The name written down with a lifetime of love, as if written on the beach, between the tides come and go, as if it never happened. "That's right. As soon as the master came in, seeing her desperate momentum, it was useless to try to persuade her, so he immediately restrained her and forced her to drink the medicine!" Hua Qing said softly, his voice gradually changed. The calmness became sharp and sharp, as if infected with the crazy and brutal atmosphere at that time. "The female disciple refused to drink, struggled desperately, and even drew her sword to attack the master... However, she was not the master's opponent. Her master knocked her down to the ground, poured the medicine down on her, and then While waiting for the drug to take effect, she began to indifferently cut off the name engraved on the wall—she must forget! Must forget! "Finally knowing that there was no hope, when she fell into the trance of the drug's power, the female disciple suddenly grabbed the blade and turned back, cut the skin on her shoulder with the sword, and engraved her name on her body... She must remember He, she would rather die than forget him!" Hua Qing's hand grasped those notches vigorously, almost breaking her slender fingers on the stone wall, her voice gradually became louder, like a crow crowing at night. "What happened later?" As if listening to her own future, Hua Ying's palms broke out in cold sweat, and she asked a little timidly—for fear that what she heard would be a bad ending. "It's miserable." Hua Qing's answer was short, as if she needed to calm down the vibration in her heart, but such a short summary made Hua Ying's heart suddenly sink into the abyss. My heart was icy cold.Such a tragic story... It happened in this quiet and remote grotto more than ten years ago.Suddenly, in the night wind, she seemed to hear the desperate cries and cries of that female disciple back then, faintly and far away.It was a soul that had been forcibly strangled, still screaming unwillingly. ——If she doesn't obey, will Master Jingming treat herself like this? After being silent for a while, Hua Qing continued, finally no longer emotionally turbulent, but his voice was a little sad and sad: "That female disciple failed to go down the mountain to find her lover as planned. I haven't heard from her for a few days. The man went to Baiyun Palace by himself—however, she was the one who didn't want to open the door and come out..." "She, does she really not remember him?" Hua Ying asked softly, imagining the scene of seeing Mo Lu again, shivering for no reason. "I don't remember—the medicinal power of Xichenyuan..." Hua Qing shook her head, the flame was almost burnt out, she shook her wrist to let the last bit burn out, and sighed. "Her lover didn't know what had happened, but she just found it incredible - just seeing her for a few days, she became so cold. No matter what he said, she just thought he was a lunatic. The entanglement alarmed Baiyun When the master came out and saw the people in the palace, his face sank—and he asked her to drive this person away. "That female disciple just started fighting with her former lover." At this point, the fire has been extinguished, and the cave was completely dark in an instant.And the voice of the elder sister still sounded slowly in the darkness, as cold as water: "She... Zhaozhao is ruthless, without a trace of nostalgia. I don't know if it's because her swordsmanship is really good, or because the man couldn't get off at the last moment. Killer—anyway, in the end, she pierced the chest of her former lover with a sword." "Ah?!" Finally unable to bear it, Huaying exclaimed, her voice trembling slightly because of extreme shock and fear.She didn't know why she felt so afraid... Even in this remote and cold cave, hearing such things might not make her feel a chill from the bottom of her heart. ——That's because what she saw in it was her own destiny. "It's also fortunate that that person was so skilled in martial arts, he was not killed after suffering such a serious injury - he just left with a grudge, and since then he was disheartened, and disappeared from the world in his promising years." The elder sister's voice was low. Going down, after a while, Fang said, "Even now, the injury will recur once a year. This torture... I'm afraid it will last until death." There was deep emotion and regret in her voice, which didn't match her age—Hua Ying thought, the eldest sister must have experienced a lot of things, right?Everyone here is quietly cultivating their hearts and minds. On the surface, they all seem to be the same quiet and peaceful, but it is impossible to guess how deep they are in their hearts before they can see the bottom. Her hand was groping for the cold stone wall in the dark, the chisel marks from fifteen years ago cut her hand as sharply as a sword, Hua Ying trembled, and suddenly lowered her head in the dark, asking very lightly He said: "The name originally engraved on it, isn't it... is it the three characters 'Feng Jianyue'?" The sound drifted into the cave in the night, as if it aroused a slightly empty echo.However, Senior Sister Zhonghua Qing stood silently in the dark, but did not respond. They are all smart women, many things can be known in the middle of talking. "Master... Master, can she really not remember anything? It's so pitiful... She, has she forgotten everything?" Hua Ying's emotion became deeper and deeper. Thinking of her master's deeds in the past, she suddenly felt that she was so strict on weekdays. The cold attitude, on the contrary, makes people feel even more touched. Only then did Hua Qing's voice sound, and he sighed softly: "Yeah, she doesn't remember—the master has been controlling her very strictly since then, and gradually the master seems to be a different person. In the past fifteen years, she She has always been adhering to the teachings of Master Wuchen, and regarded the Dingjiange as a deadly enemy... You see, didn't she stick to Qingluanhua and refused to give it to Dingjiange?" Huaying shuddered, thinking of the main reason for this conflict, she blurted out, "God... Fifteen years later, master, master, will you still watch him die?" In the darkness, there was only a rustling sound, and then a slight red light flashed. It turned out that Hua Qing took out another torch from his sleeve and lit it.Holding the Huo Zhe, she looked at the cave wall again, and sighed slightly: "Master... To be honest, although Master Wuchen is known as the grandmaster of Zhongxing Baiyun Palace, I have hated her a little since I was a child." "I was seven years old at that time, and the master of Fengge Pavilion and the master were both young people in their twenties. What a perfect couple. I secretly handed over their first letter." Hua Qing wrote. His gaze suddenly became far away again, and he let out a sigh of relief, "There is no way to go to Pengshan, and Qingniao is so kind to visit... At that time, because I was young, the master didn't take me seriously, and took care of me. It’s also a little looser—now, it’s 10,000 weights away from Pengshan.” Huaying suddenly realized: It turned out that the reason for the line of poem that the elder sister threw down before leaving in the Wanghu Tower, it seems that Feng Jianyue really likes to read Yishan's poems, right? ...However, looking at his dazed expression, after about fifteen years, he also forgot about that little girl Taoist back then. "So, Second Junior Sister, I'll bring you here and tell you this story—I hope you don't make the same mistakes again." Under the reflection of Huo Zhezi, Hua Qing's pure melon seed had a serious expression on her face, looking at her , with a sigh in his eyes, "It's so similar... I saw you and Young Master Wei Er look like that in Wanghu Tower, and my heart tightened." Hua Ying lowered her head silently, the flames reflected her side face faintly, her fingers moved back and forth on the stone wall, and after a long time, she asked: "Senior sister...then, why don't you tell the master about your know something?" Hua Qing sneered, and his voice became a little sharper: "Master's temperament today can be said to be exactly the same as that of his ancestor. Do you think she will listen to it? Once she opened her mouth, she would have already been punched out as foul language... ..." Her voice paused, and she sighed helplessly: "Besides, I am the only one who speaks without evidence. There is nothing to prove that those things happened. The ancestor erased all traces back then... Even the words that the master carved on his shoulder with all his life, were all flattened by the master with a soldering iron! It's miserable... very miserable..." Hua Ying was coldly startled again, and subconsciously raised her hand to cover her shoulders, as if the hot iron was scalding her own skin—such an unscrupulous suppression... The night wind blew, and she seemed to hear a low voice. cry. That was the cry of the young female crown when she was imprisoned in this stone cave. While crying, she desperately carved her lover's name before her memory disappeared.On the stone wall, on the flesh and blood. She has to remember!She has to remember!She wants to remember his name, and remember that she once... loved him like that. However, everything was ruthlessly erased in the end, as if the sand returned to the sea, and the flat beach stretched as far as the eye can see, without leaving a trace.Her body couldn't help trembling slightly under the wide Taoist uniform, and she bit her lip hard. "Actually, I remember that under this stone platform, there was a place where the engraved words were not seen by the master, and there are still some left..." Hua Qing lowered his head with some doubts, and took a light on the bluestone platform with a torch, carefully I glanced at it, "When I visited it two years ago, the word 'Fengjian' was still there. It's strange... I came back to look at it later, but I don't know who erased it." Hua Ying followed her gaze and saw the chisel marks under the stone platform—compared with the stone wall, they were relatively new.I don't know who else is in the door, but they are still trying to cover up such a past. Thinking of the people involved in this tragedy, and the long-lasting years, Huaying's heart was a little bit cold. Hua Qing stood silently in the dark for a while, watching the fire in his hand burn more than half, and finally asked coldly: "Second Junior Sister... what is your plan now?" Her voice was not loud, but for some reason Huaying was so startled that Ji Lingling shuddered, gritted her teeth, and finally managed to say two words: "I'm leaving." —Yes, she is going.She is leaving.No matter where he goes from now on, he will never stay in this place again, and copy this indifferent tragedy again. Seven years ago, in order to get out of the cage, she chose to go home in bundles; however, she never thought that seven years later, she would have to spend so much effort in order to break out of another, more terrifying cage. Could it be that there are inescapable snares everywhere in this world? Hua Qing sighed quietly and said nothing more.The flame was about to burn out again, she nodded: "Indeed, it's better to go...Before the master has not practiced the dust-cleaning fate, it will be Hua Chang's turn to be on duty in a few days, so I will go to her and remind her." She smiled softly, her eyes were cold: "The junior sisters may also say: After all, the senior sister has the ability. With this incident, she easily forced away the master's most beloved disciple, and secured the master senior sister." s position……" "Senior Sister." She interrupted Hua Qing with a trembling voice, but she didn't know what to say—between people, how long and how much effort does it take to truly understand each other? Hua Qing also stopped talking, looked at her and smiled, shaking the fire that was about to burn out in his hand: "Second Junior Sister, let's go back—it's very late at night, and we have to get up early to recite scriptures tomorrow."