[Gu Jian Qi Tan] Burning Heart Words

The river flows unhurriedly. Occasionally, a few small fish jump out of the water mischievously, making small splashes, and there are also schools of fish scrambling to swim forward, floating up and down under the water surface.

A few merchant ships slowly approached from a distance, gradually changing from a small black spot to a giant.

The water surface is still calm, only the breeze can still blow some waves. Suddenly, a shadow gradually grows larger from under the water surface.

"Wow—"

A string of water splashes were splashed, and Mu Ling's head emerged. Water droplets trickled down from his forehead and dropped from his chin. His clothes were tightly attached to his body, revealing some curves.

She wiped the river water on her face carelessly with her hands, and only then did she feel that her vision was clearer.

Seeing the sudden widening of sight and the unfamiliar environment, she was sure that she had left the abyss, and immediately patting the water excitedly, the corners of her mouth raised even more.

"I'm finally out!"

At this moment on the merchant ship, a middle-aged man with a beard and beard was standing alone on the bow. He saw a smear of bright yellow on the river, and when he took a closer look, it turned out to be a girl floating on the river. He hurriedly shouted to the others:

"Get the rope, someone is drowning!"

Mu Ling was floating steadily in the water, and carefully took out the water plants that got into her sleeve one by one, but she didn't know that a huge shadow was reflected on the water surface, and suddenly covered her whole body from behind.

what is this……

She turned her head in a daze, and was dumbfounded when she saw a merchant ship with a height of three feet appearing in front of her.

At this time, a hemp rope was thrown from the boat, and the middle-aged man with a beard and beard leaned out half of his body, his voice was deafening like thunder, and he clasped his hands and shouted at her, "Girl! Don't be afraid! Hurry up!" Rope! We pull you up!"

She had been swimming in the water for a day, and she was already tired of the feeling that there was nothing dry on her body. Seeing that someone on the boat wanted to pull her up, she rolled her eyes and easily grabbed the rope with one hand.

When the uncle with a voice as loud as thunder was pulling the rope with several other people, a thin, bookish man in a white gown walked towards them.

I saw him throwing his right hand back behind him, staring at him, and pointing at the uncle with his left hand, he said angrily, "Uncle Liu, I heard from the cook that it is your and my precious book that is used to cook fish over the fire!"

"Mr. Lin!" Uncle Liu was excited when he saw Lin Hao, "Look, we are saving someone now, and that person is still hanging on the rope. I can't let go, why don't you pull it for me first?" Let her go!"

"What?" Lin Hao's face changed suddenly, and he said with a headache, "Human life is at stake, why didn't you tell me earlier!"

Uncle Liu: "...It should be too late now..."

Lin Hao looked like he didn't want to talk to him, bent down, rolled up his sleeves and exposed his white and thin arms. Seeing this, Uncle Liu also exerted all his strength to pull the rope up.

Lin Hao poked his head out carefully, and was about to stretch out his hand, but saw a pretty and cute girl sticking her head out, her round eyes were facing him, and her body froze, as if encountering a ghost He quickly retracted his hand, and quickly took several steps back.

Naturally, Mu Ling didn't pay attention to him. With a light kick on the boat, he turned over and landed on the board with ease, and then clapped his hands quite proudly.

If it wasn't for the water below, there was nowhere to exert strength, and she would be able to come up with such a small distance, so why bother.

"You, you, you..." Seeing her coming up, Lin Hao stood far away from her, pointing at her with trembling fingers, "you" for a long time before uttering the next sentence in disbelief, "You Is it a girl?"

Why is the man whose face is whiter than the girl's family so surprised...

Mu Ling sneered disdainfully in her heart, then looked down at her chest hesitantly.

Could it be that she... doesn't look like a girl?

Just after Mu Ling finally left Yuangu, Qingxue also returned to Tianyong City with Lingyue, but at the gate of the mountain, she met Fu Que who was waiting anxiously.

Seeing the two of them appearing, Fuqu rushed forward, grabbed Lingyue's sleeve, and frowned tightly, "Eldest brother, you are finally back, something happened to Tu Su! Come with me to Tianzhe Pavilion first! "

Qingxue and Lingyue looked at each other, and they could see the dignity in each other's eyes. Although they were apprehensive in their hearts, they both restrained their temper and walked quickly towards Tianye Pavilion.

…………

Ever since the three of them came out of the Hall of the Daoist Master, their faces were very ugly.

"Ling Duan is really too much. Tu Su is also his fellow apprentice after all, and he is so aggressive!" Thinking of Ling Duan's words in the palace that were not good for Tu Su, Fu Qu felt even more annoyed with him. to her.

Qingxue also learned the ins and outs of the matter from their mouths, and Zhao Lin was killed. Although she was very sad in her heart, she did not believe that this would be done by Tu Su, "He will definitely not do something to kill his classmates !"

Thought he was Han Yunxi, Han Yunxi would never do such a thing!

Ling Yue pondered for a while, "I also believe in Tu Su's character, there must be a misunderstanding. I can only wait for me to investigate carefully, so that Tu Su's suspicion can be cleared."

"Sister Hongyu and I also believed in Tu Su," Fu Que said angrily, "but Lingduan insisted that Tu Su killed Zhaolin. We were afraid that something would happen to Tu Su again, so... we let him go secretly."

"You guys are really messing around," Ling Yue reprimanded Fu Que in a low voice following the commandments of Tianyong City, but sighed out of selfishness, "but it's justifiable."

"Then where is Yunxi now?" Qingxue hurriedly asked.

"We don't know," Fu Que said helplessly, "He left in a hurry that day, and he didn't know where he could go."

Ling Yue heard that there was a faint sadness in his eyes. Tu Su had lived in Tianyong City since he was a child because of his evil spirit.

Qingxue also had a dejected look on her face, she pursed her lips tightly and stopped talking.

She managed to find Yunxi, but now... where did he go...

The melodious sound of the flute is floating in the cool breeze like water, the surrounding villages are full of smoke, the children are laughing and playing, and occasionally a few old men with long beards are fluttering, sitting cross-legged under the banyan tree and laying out a game of chess pieces, which is quite contented.

Tu Su carried the Fenji Sword on his back, but he couldn't help but feel melancholy as he passed through these places.

If Wumeng Lingu is still there, maybe... he will also live such a simple but happy life...

Before he knew it, he had come to the river, as long as he crossed this river, he would be Qinchuan.

On the other side of the river, there was only a simple boat, and the ferryman was a white-haired old man, who was sitting at the stern and playing the clarinet, and the melodious sound of the flute just now probably came from him.

Tu Su didn't open his mouth to disturb him. He just felt his heart calm down when he heard the sound of the flute, and his thoughts were only focused on the melody.

After a while, the old man slowly put away his flute, turned his head and asked him with a smile, "Young man, do you want to cross the river?"

"Yes," he nodded lightly, "to Qinchuan."

The old man looked at him slowly, but the expression in his eyes changed subtly. He stroked his white beard and said bluntly, "Your eyebrows are fierce, which should be expected of all evil people, but you are also majestic, and your eyes are full of evil spirits." Righteousness," he slowly shook his head, "it's weird."

"Can you see it?" Tu Su was slightly surprised.After all, there is nothing special about this old man, and he has no power, so how can he see his evil spirit.

The old man smiled and said, "I have lived for more than seventy years, and I have seen countless people, so I can see the difference in you at a glance, but..." He smiled and shook his head, "It's so pitiful, but there is something gratifying about it. "

Tu Su originally wanted to ask, but saw the old man waved his hand, "I'm getting old, you just treat me as an old man and talk nonsense, get on the boat."

Even after hearing what he said, Tu Su still felt that he was unfathomable. He had only experienced this feeling from his master before.

But he didn't want to say it, and he couldn't force it to others, so he kept silent and stopped talking about it, and stepped into the boat.

The turbulent river lies between the steep cliffs on both sides. The trees on the cliffs are full of green leaves. From time to time, there are loud and clear birdsong, which are intertwined with each other, but there is no rhythm.

Tu Su stood tall and straight on the bow of the boat, looking at the green mountains and green waters, but he felt his heart opened up a little bit, and the depression accumulated in his heart for many days just dissipated.

The old man seemed to see what was going on in his heart, and he shook his oars and said in a loud voice, "If you have stagnation in your heart, you should stay more in these mountains and rivers, so that you can see the heights of the mountains, the clarity of the water, and free yourself from stagnation, so that you can be free." happy!"

"From the sound of your flute, I know that you are a carefree and open-minded person." Tu Su turned his face away, his depression dissipated, his complexion improved a lot, and the corners of his mouth were lightly drawn.

The old man laughed a few times heartily, "Life is short for dozens of years, you have to live open-mindedly! But how many people in ancient times can understand this truth!"

Hearing this, his eyes were filled with sadness.

However, there are still a few open-minded and living people in this world.

He was burdened with burning silence, which was already dangerous; his clansman was massacred again, which was bloody enmity; being misunderstood by his fellow disciples, the way forward was bleak...

The old man shook the oar lightly, glanced at him with a lonely expression, but suddenly began to sing the lyrics.

"...A fishing boat with all four limbs is safe, and only Qiaoqing is allowed to go with him. Cangzhou beats the yellow dust road. The moon wave is difficult to pollute. Anong was originally a man, so it doesn't mean that the perch can't be kept..."

The old voice echoed in the mountains, rivers and valleys, but it never dissipated for a long time...

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