who and the rivers and lakes

Xiuhuang Village is hidden in the lush and green bamboo forest, the wind blows, and the sound is choked, adding a bit of mystery and melancholy to the quiet.Bai Qingfeng sat alone in the dark hall, with his hands on his knees, his head lowered, as if he had fallen asleep, and at the same time seemed to be deeply lost in thought.

Zhan Zhao walked into the hall first, followed by Ding Yuehua, Sheng Donglai and Bai Xinyu.

The sound of heavy footsteps echoed in the depths of the hall, as if stepping on people's hearts step by step.

It wasn't until Zhan Zhao approached and stopped that Bai Qingfeng slowly raised his head, actually smiled, and said calmly, "You're here."

Zhan Zhao also smiled, but his eyes were like lights in the dark, and he said, "Here I am."

Bai Xinyu took a step forward, dodged his eyes, and said softly: "Brother, I am the one who brought Mr. Zhan to meet you...Brother, please don't blame me."

Bai Qingfeng turned his eyes away from Zhan Zhao's face, looked at Bai Xinyu, his eyes softened, and said, "Sanmei, what's wrong with you? How can I blame you?" His eyes turned to Zhan Zhao again, smiling Said: "What's more, to show the ability of a hero, you can find this place without the third sister leading the way."

He talked more and laughed more than usual, not only Bai Xinyu felt abnormal, but even Zhan Zhao and other people who were not familiar with him felt abnormal.

Zhan Zhao said: "Master Baizhai has won the prize, Zhan has long wanted to visit Guizhai."

Bai Qingfeng glanced at Zhan Zhao, lowered his head, looked at his hands on his knees, raised his head again after a while, and said, "I know that Hero Zhan must have a lot of questions, but in fact, I also have something to ask Hero Zhan."

"Oh? I wonder what Master Bai wants to say?" The smile on Zhan Zhao's face disappeared, and his eyes became brighter.

Bai Qingfeng shook his head, laughed at himself, and said: "Actually, on the day Zhu Tianwei wished his brother to die tragically, I understood that I really did my own crime, and there will be retribution sooner or later."

Zhan Zhao frowned slightly, and asked, "Didn't you kill Zhu Tianwei?"

Bai Qingfeng smiled miserably: "Brother Zhu, although I didn't do it myself, how is it different from me doing it myself?"

Zhan Zhao didn't answer, and waited quietly for him to continue.

Bai Qingfeng's face was pale and his eyes were loose. It seemed that he was really saddened by Zhu Tianwei's death. He murmured: "If we weren't too conceited and wanted to make a name for ourselves in the Jianghu, why should we rush for success and do those things?" What happened? I don’t know if Brother Zhu felt a little bit of regret when he was about to die? But I have long since regretted it. In the past two years, whenever the night is quiet, I ask myself, is worldly fame and fortune really that important?”

He suddenly raised his head, his eyes seemed to be burning with fanatical flames, looked at Zhan Zhao and said, "Hero Zhan, you became famous with your sword when you were young, and now you join Kaifeng Mansion to fight for justice in the world. , or among the general public, when you mention your name Zhan Daxia, who doesn’t give a thumbs up and praise you? I just want to ask Zhan Daxia a question, does fame really bring happiness?”

Zhan Zhao looked at him for a long time, a layer of mist seemed to float in his clear eyes, and there was trance and hesitation.He can't help but ask himself, is he happy?Is he happy when he beats a strong opponent?Is he happy when he catches the gangster who harmed the people?

In the past, he was happy, all of these were the realization of his beliefs and his ambitions, but in recent years, he seems to have been shaken, not because he is no longer persistent in solving crimes, nor is he unwilling Upholding justice, but... On a certain night in the dead of night, when there was only Ju Que and a sword by his side, he had doubts, doubted whether what he did was really so correct, doubted whether he had the ability to continue walking .

There are thousands of injustices in the world, how can he help everyone with his own strength?The pain and hesitation in his heart also affected his sword intent. If his mind is impure, how can he reach the supreme realm of swordsmanship?

Bai Qingfeng had been watching Zhan Zhao carefully, seeing his pain and hesitation, suddenly smiled, the smile twisted in the dim light, becoming ugly and weird.

He smiled and asked again: "Is it really a happy thing to be famous in the world?"

Zhan Zhao was also looking at him, shook his head slowly, and said, "No, fame and fortune can't bring real happiness."

Bai Qingfeng looked up to the sky and laughed dryly. He panted and said, "That's right, Zhan Daxia is at least an honest person, far more honest than those pretending hypocrites..." He suddenly lost his smile and his voice was hoarse "Even someone like Zhan Daxia feels that life is hopeless, let alone me waiting? In fact, I have long wanted to become a monk to avoid the world, but..." He closed his eyes in pain, "It's just that the second sister married someone by mistake, and the third sister I'm still young, and I can't give up, so I endured the sin so far..." He couldn't continue, and sat stiffly in the chair, his face was full of pain.

Bai Xinyu burst into tears, her lips trembled, but she couldn't speak.Since she was a child, she felt that her eldest brother was lonely and cold, and she dared not get close to him, but she didn't know that there was such a deep feeling in his heart.

Outside the window, the mountain wind is even tighter, blowing through the bamboo forest, weeping like complaining, it seems to be lamenting the helplessness of life and the change of fate...

I don't know how long it took before Bai Qingfeng said slowly and in a low voice: "I know that I have committed a serious crime, so I don't dare to expect Hero Zhan to let go. I just ask for a moment and allow me to have a few words with Third Sister."

Zhan Zhao looked at him with no expression on his face, nor did he speak.

Bai Qingfeng laughed and said, "Can Daxia Zhan not trust me? Are you worried about running away? Or are you worried that I will fear crime and seek death?"

Zhan Zhao still looked at him deeply, and after a while, he smiled lightly and said, "Since Master Bai understood everything, if he wanted to take action, he wouldn't wait here." He turned around and walked out , and said while walking: "Zhan is waiting outside the hall."

Zhan Zhao avoided private conversations with the Bai family brothers and sisters, and Ding Yuehua and Sheng Donglai didn't want to stay behind, so they walked out of the hall together behind him.

Outside the hall is also a courtyard of Xiuzhu, swaying in the wind, rustling and weeping.How could a person who was born and raised in such an elegant environment develop an evil heart?Is fame and fortune really so deceptive?Or is the greed in the human heart blinding nature?

Zhan Zhao stood with his hands behind his back, in the small courtyard of Xiuzhu, his body was full of loneliness and tranquility, as if he was listening to Xiuzhu's soft chant, and seemed to be thinking about the changeability and elusiveness of the human heart.

Standing behind him, Ding Yuehua and Sheng Donglai looked at his lonely back, feeling that they were shielded from him, thinking that he was so amiable and respectable, yet seemed out of reach.

Ding Yuehua stared at Zhan Zhao steadfastly, until a teardrop rolled down his cheek, and then he realized that his eyes were already filled with tears.Maybe this person is the January in the sky, radiant and powerful, but at the same time it seems illusory and illusory, always staying alone in a certain world of his own, preventing people from getting too close.He is lonely, and he is content to be alone. Does he really never need the understanding and support of others?

In this short moment, looking at this figure, Ding Yuehua's heart was restless, and his heart was turning a lot.

The world is still so quiet that there is only the sound of the wind blowing bamboo leaves, so quiet that no one can perceive any evil.

Zhan Zhao's straight back suddenly froze, and his voice was not good. Before Ding Yuehua and Sheng Dong could react, his slender body jumped up in the air, turned around lightly in mid-air, and his footsteps touched the ground, as if leaving The string arrow rushed to the hall.

Ding Yuehua and Sheng Donglai were taken aback by his sudden actions, and before they had time to ask, they rushed into the hall after him.

In the hall, just like when they left before, a solitary lamp in the corner flickered gently, illuminating dark shadows on the walls.

A thin man in black stood there, wrapped from head to toe in black clothes as gloomy as the night.He was holding a naked dagger in his pale hand, and was slowly pulling it away from Bai Qingfeng's throat.He draws the blade carefully and slowly, with focused eyes, just like a master painter who is using all the energy of his body to carefully place the dragon's eyes.

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