Shiwan is a straightforward and honest man. In his eyes, the feelings between Shiwan brothers are the most precious thing in the world. Give him gold and silver, treat him like dirt, give him power, treat him like grass, but give him kindness, he will double it. He always said he was stupid, so he didn''t have so much mind to think about other things. When he got together with his brothers every day, he mostly just laughed, but he knew he couldn''t live without this emotion.
At the thought that the old and the young were dead, and even the corpse capital didn''t know where to throw it, his heart hurt. When I think about the swallow and the finch, there are only him and the eldest martial brother left in the cave, plus a fierce soldier who has been unconscious for 16 years.
His heart began to twitch.
The coldness in the words of the eldest martial brother made him feel as if he had been poured with a bucket of ice water from his head. Even the cold of 100000 mountains could not be colder than the ice in his heart.
"Elder martial brother, is the outside world really so good?"
He asked
"Maybe... Yes."
The elder martial brother put down the book in his hand. This book he has read more than a thousand times is the only book in the cave. But he still read the book carefully every day, word by word. So Shiwan always doesn''t understand what beauty is hidden in this book, which makes the eldest martial brother so addicted.
He may be really dull and never thought about reading... Maybe it''s just because he has nothing to do.
The elder martial brother sat down beside Shiwan, thought for a moment and said: "If the outside world had not been really beautiful, Shifu would not have gone forever. He took us to the 100000 mountains and left. He only told us not to go out and practice at ease. Over the years, I think my spirit is the most stable among our martial brothers. I still feel pain. It''s strange that I don''t go, old and young and swallow finches."
Shiwan sighed: "old and young are the last to come, but they are the first to go."
"How many years have we not seen master?"
Asked Shiwan.
The elder martial brother shook his head after being silent for a while: "forget."
"When Shifu left, he said that we are all people who can''t be born easily. Once born, it may cause a lot of trouble. I asked him when we can leave 100000 mountains. He said that we can''t leave until the chance comes. I asked Shifu what chance is. Shifu said that waiting for the coming is chance."
The eldest martial brother recalled the conversation at that time, with a bitter smile on his mouth: "I can''t believe it sometimes. I''m almost forgetting my name. But I still remember what master said at the beginning. Not a word is bad."
"Elder martial brother, your name is ye zhuhan."
Shiwan quickly reminded the elder martial brother.
The eldest martial brother smiled at Shiwan''s foolishness. It''s rare that he didn''t have any impurities. The younger martial brother is always so simple, and he always takes the words between the martial brothers very seriously. Sometimes he always thinks that people with Shiwan''s temperament will be more happy, because his thought is simple and easy to be satisfied. But later he realized that people like Shiwan are more likely to suffer, because For Shiwan will take feelings too seriously.
Once a person puts his feelings first, he will naturally feel more uncomfortable than others.
"Elder martial brother, do you know why Shifu asked us to avoid the world? What kind of trouble is he talking about?"
"I don''t know"
The gorilla shook his head: "I don''t even suspect that Shifu doesn''t know. Over the years, I always recall the expression and eyes when Shifu left. Over the years, instead of being blurred, it has become clearer and clearer. I also feel that he didn''t bring us here because of his original intention, or even... Teaching us practice. You and I are all people in this matter, but Shifu is It''s someone outside. Maybe he''s just entrusted by others. "
After living in such a lonely place for so many years, it is inevitable that he will think a lot more than ordinary people. And the eldest martial brother is a person with too much thought. He spends his time every day either reading the book he recites upside down and can''t recite a word wrong, or thinking about why he and his junior brothers are here. The latter consumes much more time than the former. Because most of the time, he Holding a book, but not reading at all.
Shiwan looked back at the man lying on the stone bed in the distance who had not changed his face for 16 years, his third martial brother fierce soldier.
He doesn''t know who gave the third martial brother such a name that is not easy to understand, as if he never understood the third martial brother. For this ice cave, he can always feel more or less warmth from other martial brothers, but on the fierce soldier, he can only feel the eternal cold.
"How did you hurt younger martial brother?"
He asked.
The elder martial brother ye zhuhan shook his head: "I don''t know. When Shifu treated him, he was in a coma. I asked Shifu who he was, and Shifu only said he was your younger martial brother. I asked Shifu why he was hurt, and Shifu only said he was to blame himself."
"In the future, there will be only three of us left in this hole?"
Shiwan felt a little sad.
"Maybe..."
Ye zhuhan patted Shiwan on the shoulder: "old and young and swallow birds don''t belong here. They are a little different from the three of us."
"What''s different?"
When ye zhuhan thought of the master''s words, he opened his mouth but didn''t say it. Because he knew that these words might make Shiwan feel worse.
"In fact, since the swallow finch chose Yipin villa alone, I knew his heart was wild. As for the old and the young, his heart had never stayed here."
He turned the subject away without saying anything.
But if this sentence is spread to the Jianghu, it will cause an uproar. As one of the most famous sects in the Jianghu, Yipin mountain villa in 100000 mountains always shows its mysterious face. Yipin villa rarely set foot in the Central Plains, but the cultivation of each disciple is amazing enough. The reputation of Yipin villa is still on the Penglai Pavilion of Dongchu in Moxi garden of Nanyan.
Such a huge and mysterious sect door was slaughtered by the man named Liu yanque alone.
"His hands were stained with blood, so he became addicted."
Ye zhuhan stood up and went to the stone bed to help the unconscious fierce soldier turn over: "once his mind is fascinated, others can''t persuade him."
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Chang''an City
Martial Arts Academy
In the stone pavilion in front of the library, a pot of wine is warm. On the stone table are a plate of old vinegar peanuts, a plate of bean sprouts, a plate of green onions mixed with tofu and a plate of donkey meat. The smell of wine is scattered in the hot air from the wine pot. You can only smell it and know that the age of the wine should be at least more than ten years.
"The Wulin meeting is so lively. You are the president of the martial arts academy. Why don''t you go?"
The cook bowed his head and smelled the wine: "I''m afraid you found this wine in the library? The old man seldom drank again when he arrived, but there are not a few good wines hidden."
"Why can''t it be my own wine?"
Asked Zhou banchuan.
The cook shook his head: "you have a worldly flavor. When you were the president of the martial arts academy worthy of the name, the wine given to you by those people also had a worldly flavor. The old man''s wine is different, only the taste of wine, nothing else."
Zhou banchuan was not angry, but sighed, "how much wine did you steal from me?"
The cook smiled and pointed to the dishes on the stone table: "you said you invited me to drink, but let me prepare dishes. Now the wine is not yours. You did a good job in this unprofitable business."
"If I couldn''t find anyone else to drink with me in this yard, I would invite you?"
Zhou banchuan Leng hum.
The cook laughed: "in fact, how can you hide it from me? Although I haven''t touched the word secular in most of my life, I''m not stupid. You must have been itching in your heart since you talked to me last time. Because I said there are many secrets hidden in the yard. I have them and the old man has them. You invited me to drink. You came for these secrets."
"Don''t you think it''s a pity to keep the secret until you die?"
Asked Zhou banchuan.
The cook smiled and said, "I can''t die... However, the old man is dead, the world has changed, and maybe it''s time to bask in the sun. This wine belongs to the old man, and the old man himself is the oldest pot of wine... No one knows how much flavor there is in the wine."
"How long did the old man live?"
Asked Zhou banchuan.
The cook shook his head. "Ask me something I know."
Zhou banchuan thought for a moment and asked: "When I first became the president of the martial arts academy, the old man talked to me once. He said that the martial arts academy was originally a utilitarian place. Just do utilitarian things well. At that time, I thought, how can the martial arts academy only have utilitarianism? After the old man built the martial Arts Academy, there was no wanjian hall in the world. Although I knew that there were some disciples around him, but Those people didn''t get any true biography from the master, so they can''t be regarded as the real disciples of wanjian hall. Among Xiao 19, Yang Qi, Luo Weiran and Xiang qingniu, only two of them can be regarded as the disciples of wanjian hall. I want to know that the master has no other disciples? "
"Yes"
The cook took a sip of wine and took a chopstick of bean sprouts: "but I don''t know how many of his disciples there are. I once went out of Chang''an to help the old man do something and hid several big tools. Think about it. More than ten years later, if you hadn''t mentioned it, I would have forgotten such a thing."
"Big?"
Zhou banchuan frowned: "why hide?"
The cook thought hard: "I can''t remember much of what I said. The old man just said that some people can''t show up casually until it''s time for them to show up. You know the old man''s temperament. If he doesn''t want to say anything more, who can ask? My master was so kind to the old man that he told me before he died that even if the old man asked me to die, I can''t have a chance Silk hesitated. Death is still feasible. What''s it to do a few things for the old man? "
"Then?"
Zhou banchuan murmured and asked, "when?"
The cook frowned deeper and deeper. After a while, his eyes brightened: "I remember. The old man said that there was a big bandit in the world who stole a high position. He can''t go out until the eight star companion day. But I don''t understand. What is a big bandit and what is an eight star companion day?"
Zhou banchuan subconsciously raised his head and looked at the sun in the sky, so he was stabbed and his eyes hurt.
"The old man may have been a God."
He sighed with emotion.
"Hidden in the mountain"
He thought about what the cook had said before and tasted the taste carefully. He found that it was more difficult to understand than the old wine of unknown year.
"Some people are doomed that others will never catch up."
He said.
Naturally, the cook knew he was talking about stars, so he knew it was absolutely right.
"If he wants to live, he should live a long time?"
Zhou banchuan asked again.
The cook shrugged his shoulders: "who knows... If you don''t live too long, will it be very painful?"
Zhou banchuan was stunned, and then couldn''t help sighing: "thirty years have thirty years of suffering, and a hundred years have a hundred years of suffering. Nine out of ten unhappy things in the world, there are only one or two points left, and most of them are even more unhappy. The old man sees too many things, so it''s more painful."