There are tears in the beads [derived from the history of martial arts]

Our ancestors are the iron-eating beasts mounted by Chiyou, the god of war. "

"It turns out to be a descendant of an ancient beast." Bai Feifei asked thoughtfully, "Since you have been to Emei, you must also know about the Yitian Sword, right?"

Linglong replied: "The Yitian sword was severed by the dragon-slaying knife, and only half of the sword remains. If my sister wants to use it, I will go and fetch it from you."

Qin Nanqin followed behind with Shizi Cong, and couldn't help but ask after hearing the conversation between the two: "Yi Tianjian breaks love, will Miss Bai really not regret it in the future?"

Bai Feifei knew that Qin Nanqin belonged to Mingkong, but it was just an order from his superiors, so he didn't blame her, "Miss Qin, Mingkong has never failed before, so she won't understand my feelings."

However, Linglong's eyes turned cold, and her voice was slightly lowered with a warning tone, "Qin Nanqin, you've overstepped the bounds. Is sister's decision something you and I can say? You only need to do your own thing well, other things that shouldn't be done. You don't have to talk too much."

"So, it's Nanqin's slip of the tongue." Qin Nanqin and Yue Qingqing originally thought that A Fei was staying in the first place to help his parents reunite in the future, but now it seems that this is not the case.Today I found out that A Fei also had a past life, and his past life had something to do with Lady Linglong. This is the real reason why A Fei is still alive.

——So from the very beginning, both she and Miss Qing got it wrong!

Unexpectedly, in the depths of the bamboo forest, bursts of heat hit, and it turned out to be a pool of hot water.

Bai Feifei still remembered this soup spring. In her previous life, she was injured by a sharp weapon that was extremely yin and extremely cold. Although Ling'er used qi and blood to protect her heart, she still felt cold all over her body. Let her go to this Baihua Ridge to cultivate.

This soup spring is naturally hot water, the pool is about six feet in radius, but the depth inside is only four feet, but the water is clear and thorough.In the middle of the pool is a spring, the hot water flows up like rolling balls and jade bones, and there are eight holes on all sides to let the water flow.

Linglong helped Bai Feifei off Zhuxiong's back, undressed with her, and entered the Tangquan Pool.

Bai Feifei and Qin Nanqin were exhausted from traveling all night, and the slightly scalding spring water in the pool was able to relieve the aches and fatigue of the body, and even eased the mood.

The words Linglong and Bai Feifei were talking about, even though they were nothing more than past events, but at this moment, I feel very nostalgic.

"...It turned out that it wasn't just a few of them, even Fang Shizhou and Di Lu were buried in the valley after their death."

"Yeah, they were famous in the government and the public in their lives. They fought and restrained each other, but in the end they couldn't break through the few red lines that the old man shot, and they were always led away by him. No matter how hard these twelve people tossed, they all ended up in the old man's long-awaited marriage. The graves they chose were buried here one after another."

"Since ancient times, the word 'love' has been the most tormenting. It is the shrewdness of the old man to take advantage of people's weaknesses."

"Those guys were hurt by love and trapped by love during their lifetime. After they died, they fell into the soil, and the old man called this place [Butterfly] Valley."

Bai Feifei curled up and sat in the water, resting his head lightly on a protruding stone by the pool.Her body is not in good shape, and in addition to riding here overnight, she is very tired physically and mentally.Even though he and Linglong were chatting nonchalantly, they gradually couldn't resist the surge of drowsiness, but fell asleep after a while.

Qin Nanqin didn't pay much attention to the conversation between the two of them. Those were the years she had never participated in and had nothing to do with her.It's just that she still has doubts about Bai Feifei wanting to borrow the Yitian Sword. She might not be good at what Senior Su asked her to do.

Linglong knew that sister was tired and didn't call her, so she came over to talk to Qin Nanqin, "Are you still wondering about sister's decision? Xinyuehu thinks she knows sister well, but she doesn't."

Qin Nanqin frowned and looked at Linglong. From what she knew, Senior Su never missed anyone or anything.

Linglong recalled: "My sister used to follow my master for several years when she was young. The master repeatedly warned us that the world is not benevolent, and there is no 'eternal' for things that can be touched in this world."

"What does this mean?" Qin Nanqin didn't quite understand. Lady Linglong's owner, Mrs. Yinxie, she had never met before, only heard from Senior Su and others. She seemed to be a respectable elder.

Linglong smiled lightly, clasped Qin Nanqin's hands together, and asked her to hold some spring water in her palm, "The water in your hand at this moment, no matter whether you clenched your fingers tightly or spread them out, it will eventually be lost .Even if you maintain the current state, how long can you last?"

"...Is it because you knew you couldn't keep it, so you chose to let it go?" Qin Nanqin let go of his hands knowingly, watching the spring water flow away from his fingers, leaving only a wet trace.

"It's hard to understand, isn't it? My sister answered me in the same way back then. I thought about it for many years, and I couldn't understand it until my sister passed away. Then I left Butterfly Valley and wandered alone in the rivers and lakes, watching the people around me keep getting old. In the next life, nothing remained..."

"Since that's the case, why is Lady Linglong's weapon still called 'retention'?" Qin Nanqin was still puzzled, since she couldn't keep it, why did she have to retain it?

"Retaining didn't belong to me in the first place. It was the former owner who asked me for it, so he gave it to me as a mortgage. Back then, there were four mysterious swords in the rivers and lakes. Before the sword 'retain' is the magic knife 'should not'."

"No, keep it?"

Linglong raised her head and sighed softly: "Since it shouldn't be, why bother to keep it..."

To keep the world to keep people, to keep the years to keep you...

The world is not benevolent, there is no 'forever' in the things that can be touched in this world...

Qin Nanqin looked at her fingers, and couldn't help realizing that she was born to be alone.Grandpa, benefactor, villain, son, they all appeared in her life and left again, only she is still living in the present.

[If you want to know what will happen next, let’s break it down in the next chapter]

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Note:

[Butterfly] In ancient times, butterflies have multiple meanings such as freedom (Zhuang Zhou's dream of a butterfly), longevity (an old man), love and death (Liang Zhu's soul turns into a butterfly).

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【五十八】Oath

Shen Lang led the whirlwind, and was led by the jade-faced fire monkey into the Butterfly Valley. He had already changed out of his original white clothes, and now he was wearing another set of clothes that were black on the outside and white on the inside.

The jade-faced fire monkey jumped among the green bamboos, walked along the edge of the bamboo forest, and came to a steep cliff.

In front of the cliff was a simple and elegant bamboo house, a woman sat sideways in front of the door, she didn't seem to notice Shen Lang's appearance.

As they got closer, Shen Lang also recognized that person, it was Fairy Yunmeng who had been missing for a long time.

"Madam Wang." Shen Lang bowed to Wang Yunmeng, but the other party seemed to have never heard of it, and still looked at the cliff without any reaction.

Seeing this, Shen Lang stopped talking, and looked at Wang Yunmeng for a while, but there was no obvious change in the other party.It's just that her eyes no longer had the look of madness, sadness, or kindness in the past. It was as calm as a pool of stagnant water, and it seemed that there were no more ripples.

Following Wang Yunmeng's line of sight, Shen Lang noticed that the cliff was full of scratches, and the same line of poetry was engraved repeatedly.The handwriting went from rough and messy at the beginning to neat and uniform later, just like the repeated practice of writing for beginners, and I don't know how many times and how many years I have used it.

——The Han Dynasty is vast, and it is impossible to think about it; the river is eternal, and it is impossible to think about it.

Shen Lang knew that this poem came from "Poetry", it was a poem about a man pouring out his sorrows when he couldn't get the person he wanted.And the person who left these words must have had feelings so entangled that they could not forget them, engraved on the stone and engraved in their hearts.

"Fire Monkey, bring the Yitian Sword." Linglong's voice suddenly came from behind Shen Lang, and at the same time she was approaching.

Shen Lang turned his head to look, and saw Bai Feifei sitting sideways on Zhuxiong's back, Linglong walking beside her with his left hand on Zhuxiong's head, and Qin Nanqin walking on the other side leading Shishicong.

Bai Feifei was wearing a linen filial piety at this time, her hair was also wrapped in white cloth, a circle of black gauze was wrapped around her right arm, and the dragon rope was wrapped around her waist.

Shen Lang saw Bai Feifei dressed in mourning for Bai Jing, and felt a little guilty and didn't know how to speak. After all, he had burned down Bai Jing's mourning hall.

Bai Feifei didn't look at him, but got off the bamboo bear's back and stood still with Linglong's arms on his back.

Taking advantage of the situation, Shen Lang also took a look at Linglong. The other party was wearing a light pink shirt with short breasts, with a slender figure, and seemed to be around the age of Ji.

The girls in Mohua Village are all stunningly beautiful, Su Yuan is charmingly beautiful, Yue Qingqing is gracefully beautiful, and Qin Nanqin is purely beautiful.In contrast, Linglong's appearance is not outstanding, it can even be said to be commonplace, definitely the kind that stands inconspicuous in the crowd.

However, the biggest difference between Linglong and others is the thick bloody aura on her body, Shen Lang can still clearly feel it even if she is seven steps away.This is the characteristic of top killers, ordinary people can hardly notice it, and only experts can discover it.

But one thing Shen Lang didn't know was that the reason why he could sense the bloody aura on Linglong's body was because Linglong didn't need to hide her aura in Baihua Ridge.If Linglong really wants to hide herself, even the former king of Kyushu would not be able to perceive it. This was the case in Huiyan Peak in Hengshan 20 years ago.

The jade-faced fire monkey jumped a few times, then climbed up the almost vertical cliff, and pulled out a dagger from a protruding stone with its right front paw.Then he quickly rushed to Linglong and raised the short sword.

Linglong reached out to take it, and passed it to Bai Feifei, "This is half of the Yitian sword. It was originally made of black iron, and after it was cut in half, it was used as a judge's pen to practice calligraphy on stones.