Chapter 5 The third extraterrestrial meteor

July 15th, noon, scorching sun. The ground paved with fine sand shone in the scorching sun, and the light of the sword was even more dazzling. Ding Peng's sword has been struck. Except for the celestial meteor move, his swordsmanship is indeed inherited from his family, at most he can only get the word "ping", ordinary, plain, it is a very common swordsmanship. Wudang's swordsmanship is the authentic one of the leader's martial arts family, light, agile, mysterious, and wonderful, and in Liu Ruosong's hands, it is even more unpredictable. He only used the three-character tactic of picking, cutting, and stabbing, but the sword moved lightly, and his body followed the sword, which had already forced Ding Peng to breathe.

Everyone was a little disappointed with this young swordsman who had just risen in the rivers and lakes. Ding Peng himself has more confidence in himself. He has seen at least three flaws in Liu Ruosong's swordsmanship, as long as he uses the celestial meteor move, to break Liu Ruosong's swordsmanship, it will be like a sharp knife breaking a bamboo. He originally wanted to let Liu Ruosong do a few tricks, he didn't want this senior swordsman to be too embarrassing. But "once the sword is out of its sheath, there is no mercy"! He has remembered this sentence. His ordinary swordsmanship suddenly changed. An ordinary green steel sword suddenly turned into a dazzling shooting star.

Meteors flying from outside the sky are unpredictable and irresistible. ——The ruthless sword, the ruthless under the sword. He suddenly felt a little sorry in his heart, because he knew that Liu Ruosong would be injured by his sword! But he was wrong. With a sound of "Dang!", the stars scattered.Liu Ruosong actually caught this move, which he was absolutely unable to catch. Wudang's internal energy is very important, he is the only lay disciple of Tianyi Daoist, the depth of internal energy is certainly not comparable to that of Ding Peng. When the two swords clashed, Ding Peng was almost knocked down.He didn't fall.

Although his sword had been shaken out of the gap, and the tiger's mouth had been shattered, but he did not fall down.Because he was determined not to let himself fall. Although determination is invisible, it is the key to victory or defeat, sometimes even more important than internal strength. He was not defeated, and he wanted to fight again, there must have been some negligence just now, that sword was a sword that was sure to win. But Liu Ruosong had stopped his sword style, and looked at him with a strange look. Zhong Zhan suddenly said, "He hasn't lost yet." He is indeed an upright person. Because of this sentence, Ding Peng's dislike for him has turned into gratitude.

Liu Ruosong finally nodded and said, "I know, he hasn't lost yet." He looked at Ding Peng with that strange look, and asked word by word: "The sword you used just now is the sword technique you used to defeat Songyang Guo Zhengping?" Ding Peng said: "Yes." Liu Ruosong said: "You also used this sword when you defeated Shi Ding and Ge Qi?" Ding Peng said: "Yes." Liu Ruosong said: "Is this really your family's sword technique?" Ding Peng said: "Yes." Liu Ruosong thought about it seriously, and then asked: "Who is your father?"

Ding Peng said: "My father passed away eight years ago." He didn't say his father's name, and Liu Ruosong didn't ask further. His expression was even more strange, he suddenly turned to ask that Mr. Xie, and said: "Mr. Xie must have seen the sword that Ding Shaoxia used just now!" Mr. Xie smiled and said, "I really don't understand this kind of superb and exquisite swordsmanship, but luckily I can finally see it clearly." Liu Ruosong said: "Mr. Xie, what do you think of that sword?" Mr. Xie said: "That sword is fierce and strange, it almost has the power of the peerless hero Yan Shisan's "thirteen deadly moves" in the past, and the way of walking seems to be the same, but it's a pity that the skill is not enough. "

He smiled, and said again: "This is just me talking nonsense, I don't understand swordsmanship at all." Of course he didn't just talk nonsense. How could there be someone who doesn't understand swordsmanship under the sect of Shenjian Villa? Thirty years ago, Yan Shisan ruled the world. He had experienced more than a hundred battles, and he was invincible. He was recognized as the only person in the world who could compete with the third young master of the Xie family. Did he and Xie Xiaofeng fight against each other later?Who will win and who will lose?It is still a mystery.

Although this lonely swordsman has passed away, his reputation and his swordsmanship are immortal. Mr. Xie compared Ding Peng's sword with his thirteen deadly moves, which is really Ding Peng's honor. Liu Ruosong smiled and said: "Mr. Xie said so, I am really flattered." Ding Peng was stunned.Everyone was stunned. It should be Ding Peng who is flattered, how could it be him. Zhong Zhan said coldly: "Mr. Xie praised Ding Peng's swordsmanship, what does it have to do with you?" Liu Ruosong said: "It has something to do with it." Zhong Zhan sneered.

Liu Ruosong didn't let him speak, and said again: "Everyone in Jianghu knows that the knowledge and knowledge of senior is comparable to that of Bai Xiaosheng who wrote the 'Weapon Spectrum' in the past." Zhong Zhan said: "Although I don't have the profound knowledge of Bai Xiaosheng, I have seen all the swordsmanship of all schools and sects in the world." Liu Ruosong said: "Senior, have you seen that sword?" Zhong Zhan said, "No." Liu Ruosong said, "Where is Mr. Xie?" Mr. Xie said: "I have always been ignorant and ignorant. I have never seen sword techniques before, and I don't know how many there are."

Liu Ruosong smiled faintly, and said, "Neither of you have seen this sword before, it's just because this sword was created in the next." This sentence is really amazing. The most surprised one was of course Ding Peng, he couldn't help jumping up: "What did you say?" Liu Ruosong said: "Ding Shaoxia should have heard what I said very clearly." Ding Peng's blood rushed to the top of his head, and he said, "You...do you have evidence?" Liu Ruosong turned around slowly, and told the boy, "Go and ask Madam to bring out my sword manual."

For a man who learns swordsman, there are only two things in the world that must never be shared with others, and absolutely must not be violated by others. That is his sword manual and his wife. Liu Ruosong is a man, and Liu Ruosong also learns swordsmanship, so of course he cherishes his sword manual and his wife equally. But now he wants his wife to show him his sword manual, which shows that he has handled this matter with extreme caution. No one said anything more, and no one could say anything more. Liu Ruosong has always made people speechless. The sword manual was quickly brought out, and it was Mrs. Liu who took it out in person. The sword manual was hidden in a sealed box with a seal on it, and Mrs. Liu's face was also covered with a light veil. Although a thin layer of veil covered her face, it couldn't hide her peerless elegance. Mrs. Liu was originally a well-known beauty in the Jianghu, and she came from a family, not only a good name, but also a virtuous name. With strangers around, of course she couldn't see them with their true colors. Of course she already knew about this, so she handed over the sword manual to Zhong Zhan and Mr. Xie. Mr. Xie's identity and Zhong Zhan's integrity are absolutely beyond doubt, and no one will. Mrs. Liu lowered her head, and it seemed that she also had nothing to say. The sealed box has been opened. The sword manual is bound with light-colored plain silk, very thin, very thin. Because this is not Wudang's sword technique, but Liu Ruosong's own "Qingsong Sword Manual". Wudang's swordsmanship is extensive and profound, while Liu Ruosong's original swordsmanship only has six strokes. "The last page is the trick." Mr. Xie and Zhong Zhan immediately turned to the last page of the sword manual. Given their status, of course they would never look at things they shouldn't. This is evidence, for the sake of Ding Peng and Liu Ruosong's reputation, they have to read it. They only took a few glances, and their faces changed color. So Liu Ruosong asked: "Did the two of you see clearly the sword that Ding Shaoxia used just now?" "yes." "Ding Shaoxia said just now that it was the sword technique he used to defeat Shi Ding, Ge Qi and Guo Zhengping. Did you both hear it clearly?" "yes!" "Is the move of that sword, varied and exquisite, exactly the same as the move 'Wudang Matsushita Wind' in this sword manual?" "yes." "Is this the first time I meet Ding Shaoxia..." Neither Zhong Zhan nor Mr. Xie was sure about this, so they asked Ding Peng. Ding Peng admitted and nodded. So Liu Ruosong asked again: "Could this sword manual be forged?" "Won't." Even those who have seen Ding Peng use this sword will definitely not be able to get the essence of this sword. Both Mr. Xie and Zhong Zhan are absolutely sure of this point. So Liu Ruosong sighed deeply, and said, "Now I have nothing to say." Ding Peng has nothing to say. Although he felt that he had grown up, he was actually still a child. He grew up in a simple village and had only been away from his hometown for more than three months. How could he understand the treachery in the world. He only felt that his heart was sinking, his whole body was sinking, he sank into a dark and deep hole, his whole body was tightly bound, he wanted to struggle, but he couldn't, he wanted to cry out , can not shout. All hope was shattered, and the bright and splendid prospect had turned into darkness. He really didn't know what to do. Zhong Zhan was asking Liu Ruosong: "Since you created this sword technique, why have you never used it?" Liu Ruosong said: "I am a disciple of Wudang, and I am proud of Wudang. I just created this trick accidentally. I wrote it down casually. It is just a temporary interest and I want to keep it for future use." It's just for entertainment. The Wudang swordsmanship is extensive and profound enough for me to use it for the rest of my life. Take out the sword manual." This explanation is not only reasonable, but also aboveboard, and no one can but accept it. Mr. Xie smiled and said: "Well said, Master Tianyi must also be proud of having such a disciple as you." Zhong Zhan said: "Since this move is your own sword technique, where did Ding Peng learn it from?" Liu Ruosong said: "I also want to ask Ding Shaoxia about this." He turned to Ding Peng, his attitude was still very gentle: "Is this move your family's sword technique?" Ding Peng lowered his head and said, "No." When he said these two words, he felt as if he was whipping himself hard. But now he could no longer admit that he was still an innocent young man after all, and he would not lie to his conscience. Liu Ruosong said: "Then where did you learn it?" Ding Peng said: "My father accidentally obtained a broken page of the sword manual, and there is this move of Meteor from the Sky on it." Liu Ruosong said: "Whose sword manual is that?" Ding Peng said: "I don't know." He really didn't know. There was no name written down in the sword manual, because he himself did not know who owned the sword manual, so he had to trust Liu Ruosong. He was totally telling the truth. But Liu Ruosong sighed, and said: "I can't think of a young man who has already learned to lie." Ding Peng said: "I didn't lie." Liu Ruosong said: "Where's your sword manual?" Ding Peng said: "It's just..." He didn't continue, because now he doesn't know where that page of sword manual is. He remembered that he once gave that page of sword manual to Qiqi, although Qiqi returned it to him, but later he asked her to put it away, she gave everything to him, and he also gave everything to her. The days that followed were too warm and sweet, how could a young man who had just tasted tenderness think of anything else. Liu Ruosong looked at him coldly, sighed again, and said, "You are still young, and you haven't made any serious mistakes yet. I don't want to make it too difficult for you. As long as you promise me one thing, I won't pursue your crimes anymore." The origin of the sword manual." Ding Peng lowered his head. He could see that no matter what he said now, no one would believe him, and he could also see the contempt for him in the eyes of others. Liu Ruosong said: "As long as you promise me that you will never use a sword in your life, and never walk around in the rivers and lakes, I will let you go." His expression has become very serious: "But if you break your promise in the future, no matter where you flee, I will take your life." A person who learns sword, a young man who is determined to be famous, if he can no longer wield a sword and walk in the rivers and lakes for the rest of his life, what is the meaning of his life? But now Ding Peng has no choice but to agree, and now he has no choice at all.He suddenly felt very cold, because at this moment a gust of chilly wind blew over, blowing up his skirt and the veil on Mrs. Liu's face... The weather has changed, and the bright sun has been covered by dark clouds. Ding Peng suddenly felt that his whole body was cold and stiff, and suddenly felt that his whole body was burning with flames. An indescribable grief and anger rushed from his toes into his throat like flames, burning his face and eyes red. At the moment when the veil was blown up by the wind, he had already seen the true face of Mrs. Liu. This Mrs. Liu is surprisingly ridiculous. Now everything is clear. He never imagined that the truth of this matter could be so despicable and cruel. He suddenly laughed, seeing Mrs. Liu laughing, his laughter sounded like the long hiss of a dying beast. He pointed at her and laughed loudly: "It's you, so it's you!" Everyone was looking at him in surprise, Liu Ruosong said: "Do you recognize her?" Ding Peng said: "Of course I know her, I don't know her, who knows her!" Liu Ruosong said: "Do you know who she is?" Ding Peng said: "Li is ridiculous." Liu Ruosong lowered his face and said with a sneer, "I'm not ridiculous, and neither are you." It's not funny, not funny at all. It was so unbearable that I couldn't even cry. Ding Peng should have told the truth about everything - from the time she ran naked before his eyes, to the time when he went to find the old man with plum blossoms for her, and was hung up... until she gave everything to him, and he also Give her everything. But he can't tell. This matter is too absurd, too absurd, if he speaks out, others will definitely regard him as a lunatic, an obscene and perverted lunatic. No matter how cruel the method is to deal with this madman, no one will speak. He had once seen such a lunatic being hanged alive. Only now did he realize that the black hole he fell into turned out to be a trap. This pair of gentleman and lady not only want his sword manual, but also want to completely destroy him as a person. Because he had threatened them, because he would have won this battle. Now he should have been famous and famous in the world. But now... Ding Peng rushed over suddenly, using all his strength to rush towards this not ridiculous Mrs. Liu. Now he was finished, completely destroyed in her hands. He will destroy her too. It's a pity that a well-known lady like Mrs. Liu cannot be destroyed by an unknown boy like him. As soon as he jumped up, two swords stabbed towards him. The old man Plum Blossom yelled loudly: "I haven't opened my mouth all this time, just because Liu Ruosong is my brother, but now I can't take it anymore." Liu Ruosong was sighing: "I didn't want to make things too difficult for you, why did you have to seek death by yourself?" There was a thunderclap, and the rain poured down. Jian Guang and Lightning fought each other, and Ding Peng's clothes were already stained red with blood. His eyes are red too!He is desperate. Anyway, his life has been ruined, he might as well die here now, in front of this woman. Mr. Xie didn't stop him, neither did Zhong Zhan. They don't want to take care of this matter anymore. This young man really doesn't deserve sympathy. If he has status, status, and fame, if he is a son of a prominent family, maybe someone will speak a few words for him and listen to his explanation. It's a pity that he is just a poor boy with nothing. The sword light flashed and pierced his shoulder.He didn't feel any pain. He was a little crazy, a little dizzy, and a little numb. At this time, a person would arouse his survival instinct, and no one wanted to be stabbed to death like a mad dog. It's a pity that he has reached a dead end at this time, and it is too late to look back. The two swords of plum blossom and green pine had wrapped around him like poisonous snakes. —he has discovered their conspiracy, and they will never keep him alive again. Everyone now thinks he deserved it, that they killed him as a matter of course. Liu Ruosong had already stabbed a fatal sword, and this sword was about to pierce Ding Peng's throat. Suddenly, there was another thunderbolt, lightning and thunder, and a big tree on the training ground was forcibly split open. Lightning, thunderbolt, thunder and fire. The huge tree trunk split in the flames, and with the power of thunder, it was overwhelmed. This is the power of the heaven and the earth, the wrath of the heaven and the earth, this is something no one can but be afraid of. Amid the exclamation, everyone retreated involuntarily, and Liu Ruosong also retreated. Only Ding Peng rushed forward, rushed out from the split trunk, and rushed through the thunder and fire. He didn't know if he could escape, and he didn't know where he was going to escape.He has no purpose, no direction. All he wanted in his heart was to escape from this trap, to escape wherever he could.He used all his strength, and when it was exhausted, he fell down, in a ravine. It was dark in the rainstorm. The last thing on his mind was neither his hatred for Liu Ruosong and "ridiculous" nor his own grief. The last thing he thought of was the eyes his father had looked into him as he died. There was love and confidence in those eyes. Now the eyes seemed to be looking at him again, still full of love and confidence. He believed that his son would be able to fight for him and stand out.He wants his son to live. July 15th, moonlit night.full moon. The rain has stopped and the full moon has risen. The moon tonight seems to be more beautiful than usual, mysteriously beautiful, desolately beautiful, and heartbreakingly beautiful. Ding Peng opened his eyes and saw the full moon. He is not dead, and those who wanted him dead did not find him. I don't know if it's a coincidence or God's will?He will fall in this ravine. The torrential rain caused mountain torrents, which poured into this ravine and washed his people here. It was far away from the place where he fell, and when he got up from the ravine, he could see a deep cave. There are mountains and trees on all sides, and the valley after the rain is moist and fresh, like a virgin in the first bath. The beauty of a virgin is always mysterious. This cave is like a virgin's eye, deep, dark, and full of mysterious attraction. Ding Peng seemed to have been attracted by this mysterious power, and he couldn't help walking in. The moonlight shone in from outside, and the four walls of the cave were actually covered with pictures, but the pictures were not of the human world, but of the sky. Only in the sky can there be such a scene—— Huge and gorgeous halls, warriors in golden armour, wearing high buns, maids in feathers, filled with jewels, flowers and fruits that are not all in the world, men are as mighty and majestic as gods, Women are as noble as fairies. Ding Peng has been fascinated by it. — all his hopes were dashed, his bright future turned into darkness. In the human world, he has been deceived, insulted, belittled, wronged, and has been driven to a dead end. In the human world, he has no future, no future, and has been completely destroyed by others. The grievances he has suffered can no longer be washed away in this life, and he will never have a bright future in his life. Even if he lives, he can only watch those who deceive him, insult him, and wrong him show off their power, because those people are his Never be defeated. What's the point of him being alive? Although there is no justice in the world, there is always something in the sky. If you suffer injustice in the world, you can only go to heaven to appeal. He was still young and shouldn't have thought this way. But when a person really has nowhere to go, and has no choice but to think otherwise, how can he think?He suddenly wanted to die. Death is indeed much easier and much more enjoyable than living like this. To be lied to, by a woman he fell in love with for the first time. This is something that no one can bear, and it is enough to make a young man unable to live. He suddenly found that he was still holding his sword tightly in his hand. Since this sword can't bring him fame and glory, he might as well die under this sword. He raised his sword, ready to stab his own throat with the blade. Unexpectedly, at this moment, a gust of wind suddenly blows over, and there seems to be a shadow in the wind. A faint shadow, carrying a faint fragrance, flew past him, and suddenly disappeared again. The sword in his hand was also gone. Ding Peng was stunned. Then he felt a chill rising from the soles of his feet, and suddenly his whole body was icy cold.Is there a ghost here? The cave was already very mysterious, but now the darkness seems to be full of ghosts. But if a person is determined to die, why should he be afraid of ghosts? A ghost is nothing but a dead person. You can die without a sword. What Ding Peng hated was that not only people would bully him, but even ghosts would tease him when he was dying. He gritted his teeth, and with all his strength, he slammed his head against the stone wall. Whether people bullied him or ghosts teased him, this account must be settled after his death! But he didn't die. His head did not hit the stone wall, because another gust of wind blew by, and a person suddenly appeared in front of the stone wall. He bumped his head against the man. This time is more terrifying than hitting a rock wall, no one in the world will come so fast. He stepped back in surprise, and finally saw this "person". A stunning beauty with a high bun and a feather coat, just like the fairy in the mural. Could it be that she just walked out of the mural? In her left hand she held a bamboo basket full of flowers, while in her right hand she held a sword.Ding Peng's sword. She is looking at Ding Peng smiling, the smile is fresh, sweet, pure and noble. Anyway, at least she doesn't look scary. Ding Peng was finally able to breathe again, finally able to make a sound again, and immediately asked, "Are you a human or a ghost?" It was a ridiculous question to ask, but anyone in his situation would ask this question. She laughed again, even with a smile in her eyes, and suddenly asked, "Do you know what day it is?" Ding Peng said: "It's July, July 15th." This stunning beauty who seemed to come out of the mural said: "Do you know what day is July 15th?" Ding Peng finally remembered that today is Zhongyuan, a holiday for ghosts. Tonight, the gates of hell are closed. Tonight, all the ghosts in the Underworld have come to the human world. Ding Peng lost his voice: "Are you a ghost?" The beauty said sweetly, "Do you think I look like a ghost?" She's not like that. Ding Peng couldn't help asking again: "Are you a fairy in the sky?" The beauty smiled softly: "I really want you to think that I am a fairy in the sky, but I dare not lie, because if I pretend to be a fairy in the sky, I will be sent to hell with my tongue pulled out." Ding Peng said: "No matter what, you will never be human." The beauty said: "Of course I am not human." Ding Peng couldn't help himself, took two steps back and said, "You...what are you?" The beauty said: "I am a fox." Ding Peng said: "Fox?" The beauty said: "Did you never hear that there is a 'fox' in this world?" Ding Peng heard it.There are many legends about "fox", some are beautiful, some are terrible. Because "fox" is elusive. If they like you, they will let you get all the glory and wealth in the world, and they will bring you luck that you can't dream of. But they can also fascinate you, fascinate you to death. Although no one has ever seen them, no one can deny their existence. In all the legends, the only thing in common is that the "fox" often turns into a human being, and likes to turn into a beautiful woman. Ding Peng looked at the beautiful woman in front of him in surprise, and the clothes he had just dried were drenched in cold sweat again. Did he really meet a "fox"? The moonlight shone in faintly and shone on her face. Her face was beautiful and pale, so pale that it seemed to be transparent. Only people who have never seen the sun can have a face like hers. Of course "fox" can't see the sun. Ding Peng suddenly laughed. This beauty also seemed to feel a little strange, no one would ever be able to laugh when meeting a fox fairy. She couldn't help asking: "Do you think this kind of thing is funny?" Ding Peng said: "This kind of thing is not funny, but you can't frighten me." The beauty said: "Oh?" Ding Peng said: "Because I'm not afraid of you at all, whether you are a ghost or a fox, I am not afraid of you." The beauty said: "Everyone is afraid of ghost foxes, why are you not afraid?" Ding Peng said: "Because I'm going to die anyway." He was still laughing: "If you are a ghost, I will become a ghost after I die. Why should I be afraid of you?" The beauty sighed, and said: "After a person dies, there is indeed nothing to be afraid of." Ding Peng said: "Not bad at all!" The beauty said: "But a person is young, why should he die?" Ding Peng also sighed and said, "Young people sometimes want to die." The beauty said: "Do you really want to die?" Ding Peng said: "Really!" The beauty said: "You must die?" Ding Peng said: "I must die!" The beauty said: "Unfortunately, you forgot one thing!" Ding Peng said: "What's the matter?" The beauty said: "Now you are not dead, you are still a human being." Ding Peng admitted. The beauty said: "I'm a fox, a fox fairy. I have mana, but you don't. Therefore, if I don't want you to die, you will never die, unless..." Ding Peng said: "Unless what?" The beauty said: "Unless you tell me first, what makes you have to die." Ding Peng jumped up suddenly and said loudly: "Why should I tell you, why do you want me to tell you?" As soon as he thought of that incident, his heart was filled with grief and anger: "I just didn't tell you, what can you do to me?" Nothing but death. A person has made up his mind to die, yet he is afraid what others will do to him. The beauty looked at her in surprise, and suddenly smiled again: "Now I believe it, it seems that you really want to die." Ding Peng said: "I was originally." The beauty suddenly asked again: "What's your name?" Ding Peng said: "Why do you ask my name?" The beauty said: "When you die and become a ghost, we will be of the same kind. Maybe we will see each other often. Of course I want to know your name." Ding Peng said: "Why didn't you tell me your name first, the fox should have a name too." The beauty said sweetly, "I have a name, I'll tell you." She said, "My name is Qingqing." Qingqing is wearing light blue clothes, like a clear spring sky, clear lake water under the clear sky.The distant mountains reflected in the lake are beautiful, mysterious and hazy. Qingqing's waist is slender and soft, like willows in the spring breeze. Qingqing's waist is tied with a Qingqing belt, and a knife is obliquely stuck in the belt.A curved knife. Qingqing's scimitar is made of sterling silver as the scabbard, and a lustrous pearl is inlaid on the handle. Qingqing's eye waves are more beautiful and gentle than pearly light. Ding Peng is not afraid of her at all, whether she is a human or a fox, she is not scary. If Qingqing is a human being, of course she is a beauty. If Qingqing is a fox, she is also a gentle, kind and beautiful fox who will never hurt anyone. Her scimitar did not look like a wounding knife. Ding Peng suddenly asked: "You also use a knife?" Qingqing said: "Why can't I use a knife?" Ding Peng said: "Have you ever killed someone?" Qingqing shook her head and said, "Those who know how to use knives don't necessarily kill people." Ding Peng sighed and said, "People who kill people don't necessarily use knives." Only now did he know that some people could kill without using a knife, and the method of killing was far more cruel than using a knife. Qingqing said: "Have you ever met such a person?" Ding Peng said: "Yes!" Qingqing said: "So although he didn't kill you with a knife, you still have to die." Ding Peng smiled wryly, "I'd rather he kill me with a knife." Qingqing said: "Can you tell what happened to you? Let me see if you must die?" This matter should never be told to people, because no one would believe it. But Qingqing is not a human, but a fox. Fox is far smarter than humans, so he can definitely tell whether he is telling the truth or not. Ding Peng was not afraid that she would laugh at his ignorance, so he finally told her what happened to him. If you can say what you cannot say to others in your heart, even if you die, you will die more happily. Ding Peng let out a long breath and said, "When a person encounters this kind of thing, do you think he must die?" Qingqing listened quietly, then exhaled lightly, and said, "Yes." Ding Peng said: "Can I die now?" Qingqing said: "You die!" Whether it is a human or a fox, everyone thinks that he really deserves to die. Living like this is indeed not as good as being dead. Ding Peng sighed again and said, "Let's go!" Qingqing said: "Why do you want me to go?" Ding Peng said: "When a person dies, he will never look good. Why are you looking at me here?" Qingqing said: "But there are many ways to die, you should choose a better way to die!" Ding Peng said: "Death is death, no matter how you die, why should I choose a good-looking way to die?" Qingqing said: "For me!" Ding Peng didn't understand: "For you?" Qingqing said: "I've never seen anyone else die, please, die better, let me see, okay?" Ding Peng smiled, wryly.He never thought that someone would make such a ridiculous request to him, and he actually didn't refuse: "I'm going to die anyway, it doesn't matter how I die." Qingqing Yanran said: "You are so kind!" Ding Peng said: "Unfortunately, I really don't know which way to die is better?" Qingqing said: "I know." Ding Peng said: "Okay, I will die as you want me to die." Qingqing said: "Not far from here, there is a place called the Valley of Sorrows. In the valley, there is a forget-sorrow grass. Ordinary people just eat a leaf of the forget-sorrow grass, and they will forget all their worries and troubles." She looked at Ding Peng: "The world is so ignorant, who can really forget all the worries and troubles?" Ding Peng said: "Only the dead!" Qingqing sighed softly and said: "You are right, only the dead have no worries." Ding Peng said: "That kind of death looks good?" Qingqing said: "As far as I know, whether it's in the sky or underground, it's the most beautiful one." Ding Peng said: "Is that place not far from here?" Qingqing said: "Not far away!" She turned around and walked slowly towards the darkest part of the cave. Sorrow and darkness are always inseparable. The valley of sorrow is, of course, always in darkness. The boundless darkness seemed endless. Ding Peng couldn't see Qingqing, nor could he hear her footsteps, he could only smell the light, faint fragrance of her body. He followed her fragrance and walked forward. The cave was much deeper than he had imagined, and he didn't know how long he had walked, nor where he was going. The aroma is stronger. In addition to her fragrance, there is also the fragrance of flowers. Compared with her fragrance, the fragrance of flowers seems to be very vulgar. "Is she really a fox?" Ding Peng didn't believe it, and he didn't want to believe it. He was still young. If she was a person... "Anyway, I'm about to die. Whether she is a human or a fox, what does it have to do with me?" Ding Peng sighed in his heart and stopped thinking about it: "There are flowers in the valley of sorrow?" Qingqing said: "Of course, there are all kinds of flowers. I guarantee that you have never seen so many flowers." Her voice was soft, like a spring breeze blowing from a distant mountain: "I promise you have never seen such a beautiful place." She wasn't lying or exaggerating. The Valley of Sorrows is indeed a very, very beautiful place, especially under the moonlight, as beautiful as a dream. A person who has just stepped out of the boundless darkness and suddenly came to such a beautiful place, it is even more inevitable to suspect that he is dreaming. Ding Peng couldn't help asking: "Is this a dream?" "no!" "Why is this place called the Valley of Sorrows?" "Because this is the place where humans and gods meet. Not only can mortals not come here casually, but neither can gods come here casually!" "why?" "Because when gods come here, they will be reduced to humans, and when people come here, they will become ghosts!" "Only people who are about to die and gods who have been reduced to humans can come?" "good!" "So this place is called the Valley of Sorrows?" "yes!" Qingqing said: "Whether it is a god or a human, as long as you come here, you will encounter misfortune. Only foxes like us who are not human, ghosts, or gods can walk around here at will." What she said was too bizarre and mysterious. Ding Peng couldn't believe it. This is indeed not the world, and the footprints of mortals have indeed never been here. No matter what, if a person can die here, there should be no complaints. Ding Peng said: "Where is the Wangyou grass?" Qingqing didn't answer his words. Qingqing is looking at a rock in the distance.A white jade-like rock, like a lonely giant, stands in the moonlight. There are no flowers on the rocks. There is only one green grass on the rock, which is more beautiful than flowers and greener than emeralds. Ding Peng said: "That is Wangyoucao?" Qingqing finally nodded and said, "Yes." She led him towards the rock: "The leaves of the Nessence Grass only grow once a year, and there are only three pieces at a time. If you come late, its leaves will wither!" Ding Peng said: "It's just a poisonous weed. I didn't expect it to be so precious." Qingqing said: "This is not a poisonous weed, it is a forgetful weed. It is not easy to forget sorrow." She asked Ding Peng: "Do you think so?" Ding Peng said: "Yes." At this moment, a black shadow suddenly flew over, covering the moonlight like a dark cloud. That's not a cloud.It was an eagle, a pale eagle. The eagle hovered under the moonlight, hovering over the white jade-like rocks, like a dark cloud. 青青苍白的脸上，立刻就露出种奇怪的表情，皱起眉道：“今天要来找这忘忧草的，好像还不止你一个！” 丁鹏仰望着月光下的飞鹰，道：“难道那是神？” 青青摇头，道：“那只不过是一只鹰！” 丁鹏道：“鹰为什么要来找忘忧草？难道鹰也有忧愁烦恼？” 青青还没有开口，这只鹰忽然流星般向岩石上的忘忧草俯冲下去。 鹰的动作远比任何人更快，更准。 想不到青青的动作更快。她轻叱一声：“去！” 叱声出口，她的人已像流云般飘起，飘飘的飞上了岩石。 她的衣袖也像流云般挥出，挥向鹰的眼。 鹰长唳，流星般飞去，瞬眼间就消失在远方的黑暗中。 圆月又恢复了它的皎洁，她站在月光下，岩石上，衣袂飘飘，就像是天上的仙子。 丁鹏心里在叹息。 如果他有她这样的身法，又何必再怕柳若松？又何必要死？ 只可惜她这样的身法，绝不是任何一个凡人所能企求的。 他看见青青正在向他招手：“你能不能上来？” “我试试！”光滑如镜的岩石上，滑不留手，他实在没有把握上得去。 但是他一定要试试。 不管她是人，还是狐，她总是个女的，他不想被她看不起。 他试了一次又一次，全身都已跌得发青。 她悠悠站在岩石上，看着他一次次跌下去，既没有去拉他一把，也没有拉他的意思。 “无论我想得到什么，都要靠自己的本事。” “没有本事的人，非但不能好好地活着，就连死，也不能好好地死。” 他咬紧牙关，再往上爬，这次他终于接近成功了，他几乎已爬上了岩石的平顶。 想不到就在这时候，那只鹰忽然又飞了回来，双翼带风，劲风扑面。 他又跌了下去。这次他跌得更惨。爬得越高，就会跌得越惨。 晕眩中，他仿佛听见鹰在冷笑：“像你这样的人，也配来寻忘忧草？” 这只不过是只鹰，不是神。鹰不会冷笑，更不会说话，说话的是骑在鹰背上的一个人。 鹰在盘旋，人已飞下。就像是一片叶子轻飘飘地落在岩石上。 凡人绝不会有这么轻妙的身法。 月光皎洁，他的人也在闪动着金光，他身上穿着的是件用金丝织成的袍子。一件三尺长的袍子。 因为这个人只有三尺多高，三尺长的袍子穿在他身上，已经拖下了地。他的胡子比这件金袍更长。他的剑比胡子还长。 一个三尺高的人，背后却佩着柄四尺长的剑，用黄金铸成的剑鞘已拖在地上。 这个人看起来实在也不像是个人。 也许他根本就不是人，是神，这里本就不是凡人能够来的地方。 一个在人间都已没有立足地的人，为什么要到这里来？ 一个连人都比不上的人，又怎么能和神狐斗胜争强？ 丁鹏忽然觉得很后悔，因为他根本就不该到这里来的。 金色的长袍，金色的胡子，金色的剑，都在闪动着金光。 这老人的身子虽不满四尺，可是他的神情，他的气概，看来却像是个十丈高的巨人。 他忽然问：“刚才惊走我儿子的人就是你？” 他在问青青，却连看都没有去看青青一眼，这世界上好像根本就没有人能被他看在眼里。 “你儿子？”青青笑了，“那只鸟是你儿子？” 老人道：“那不是鸟，是鹰，是神鹰，是鹰中的神。” 他说话时的表情严肃而慎重，因为他说的绝不是谎话，也不是笑话。 青青却还在笑：“鹰也是鸟，你的儿子是鸟，难道你也是只鸟？” 老人发怒了。他的头发已半秃，他发怒时，秃顶上剩下的头发竟一根根竖起。 据说一个人的气功如果练到登峰造极时，是真的能怒发冲冠的。 但是天下绝没有任何人的气功能练到这样的境地，这种功力绝不是任何人能够企及的。 青青却好像连一点害怕的意思都没有，因为她也不是人。 她是狐。 据说狐是什么都不怕的。 老人的怒气居然很快就平息，冷冷道：“你能够惊走我的鹰儿，你的功力已经很不弱。” 青青道：“哦！” 老人道：“可是我不杀你！” 他傲然道：“因为这世上够资格让我杀的，已经只剩下两个人。” 青青道：“哎呀！” 老人道：“哎呀是什么意思？” 青青道：“哎呀的意思，就是你如果真要杀我，还是可以杀我！” The old man said, "Why?" 青青道：“因为我根本不是人。” 老人道：“你是什么东西？” 青青道：“我也不是东西，我是狐。” 老人冷笑道：“狐鬼异类，更不配让我老人家拔剑！” 他不但气派大极了，胆子也大极。 他居然还是连看都没有看青青一眼，背负着双手，走向那株忘忧草。 ——像他这么样一个人，难道也有什么忧愁烦恼要忘记？ 青青忽然挡住了他的去路，道：“你不能动这棵忘忧草，连碰都不能碰。” 老人居然没有问她“为什么”。 现在她就在他面前，他已不能不看她，但是他仍没有抬头去看她的脸。 他在盯着她腰带上的那柄刀。 那柄青青的，弯弯的刀。 青青的弯刀在圆月下闪动着银光。 老人忽然伸出一只鸟爪般的手，道：“拿来！” 青青道：“拿什么？” 老人道：“你的刀。” 青青道：“我为什么要把我的刀拿给你？” 老人道：“因为我要看看。” 青青道：“现在你已经看见了。” 老人道：“我想看的是刀，不是刀鞘。” 青青道：“我劝你，只看看刀鞘就很不错了，绝不要看这把刀。” The old man said, "Why?" 青青道：“因为这把刀是绝对看不得的。” 她轻轻地叹了口气：“因为看过这把刀的人，都已经死在这把刀下。” 老人忽然抬起头去看她的脸。 她的脸苍白而美丽，美得极艳而神秘，美得任何男人只要看过一眼就不能不动心。 这老人的反应却完全不同。他的瞳孔忽然收缩，眼睛里忽然露出种恐惧之极的表情。 他忽然失声而呼：“是你！” 难道这老人以前就见过青青？难道他以前就认得青青？ 老人忽然又摇头，道：“不是，绝不是，你还年轻，你太年轻。” 青青也觉得有点奇怪，道：“你是不是认得一个很像我的人？” 老人道：“我不认得你，我只认得这把刀，我绝不会认错的，绝不会……” 他忽然问青青：“这把刀上是不是刻着七个字？” 青青反问道：“哪七个字？” 老人道：“小楼一夜听春雨。” “小楼一夜听春雨！”这是句诗，一句非常美的诗，美得凄凉，美得令人心碎。 丁鹏也读过这句诗。 每当他读到这句诗，或者听到这句诗的时候，他心里总会泛起一阵轻愁。一种“欲说还休”的轻愁，一种美极了的感情。 可是青青和这老人的反应却不同。说出这七个字的时候，老人的手在发抖，脸色已变了。听到这七个字的时候，青青的脸色也变了，忽然抛下手里的花篮，握住了刀柄。 那柄弯刀的刀柄。 青青的弯刀，刀柄也是弯弯的。