Jade flute sounds far

He had an ordinary childhood.

Newly harvested millet was scattered in the sun-baked courtyard dam, and he moved a small stool to watch over it. If any sparrows rushed to peck at them, he would immediately rush forward with his cattail fan and drive them away.When the sun was in the west, Dad came back, saw him who was still there, hugged him happily, and rubbed the top of his newly shaved head with the stubble: "Good boy!"

Later, he followed his master, a wandering Taoist priest, surnamed Zhou, who is very good at swordsmanship...

No, there is a voice in my heart questioning, is this really the case?

So he remembered from the beginning, the ordinary childhood, the thatched house with leaks everywhere, parents, sparrows, and crops in the paddy fields.When I was ten years old, I followed my master...

——What does Master look like?

Isn't Master just like that?

He tried to think about it, but there was only a dusty shadow burned in his heart, and he couldn't tell whether the master who taught him swordsmanship was tall or short, and whether his face was long or square.But I did start learning swordsmanship when I was ten years old. Before that, my parents just cooked a bowl of birthday noodles for me, saying it was He Haier's tenth birthday.

But... what about Master?

——How did he meet you?Why did you propose to accept you as a disciple?Your parents are only an only child, so they are willing to let you go?

The brain seems to be strangled by a string, which is getting tighter and tighter, as if trying to squeeze something out of the middle.Qi Yuan didn't know that his constantly struggling limbs had already creaked the bed, and if it wasn't for the cloth towel stuffed in his mouth, he might have bitten his own lip.

"Huh...huh..." He closed his eyes tightly, panting heavily, his face was pale, but sweat kept dripping from his forehead.

What happened when I was ten years old?

Suddenly, his field of vision changed, and the houses and crops were all hidden in the darkness. He seemed to be kneeling in a room without windows, his eyes fixed on the front, waiting for something——

The door opened.

A ray of sunlight penetrated through the gap, it turned out to be pale, followed by a faint call: "Qi Yuan."

"Yes."

The tight string was broken from it, and the sharp pain spread to all the limbs. He felt as if he was thrown into a bush of needles. Thousands of barbed silver needles pierced into the skin and pulled out abruptly. He couldn't help hissing.

But the pain continued.The pale light stretched infinitely in his eyes, and suddenly splashed with ink, it was dotted with bright red dots.Through the bright red, he saw his childhood home again, as well as the faces of his parents—with distorted expressions, they stretched out their hands toward him: "Son..."

He suddenly understood that the blood came from his biological parents, pouring out continuously from the wound on his neck and the blood hole on his chest, dyeing his whole body bloody.

The blood turned into fire, blazing so fiercely that it engulfed everything.

He was taken far away.Someone pressed his head with a skinny arm and called himself "Qi Yuan".

A flute sounded in the distance, quiet and melodious, suddenly like a dream.

The violent struggle and screams on the bed that lasted for half a day all came to an abrupt end at a certain moment.Doctor Qiu stood up flusteredly, and finally heaved a sigh of relief after finding a faint breath.

Qi Yuan seemed to have fallen asleep, but his expression was gray and his brows were furrowed.Doctor Qiu felt the pulse for him, sighed again, opened the incense burner in the corner, and refilled some incense into it.

After doing this, the door was suddenly knocked loudly.Miracle doctor Qiu hurriedly went to open the door, only to see his apprentice standing outside with his arms akimbo: "Are you still eating?! Cough cough—what's burning in the room? It's choking to death!"

"Of course I want to eat." Miracle Doctor Qiu lazily replied, "They are all prescriptions for calming the mind. I'm going to eat right now. Xiao Zhou, come in and watch for me for a while, and smoke along the way, so as not to get angry all day long."

"You should be more fussy, to cure your dislike for seeing me all day long." The boy rolled his eyes and replied back without thinking, but he still entered the room obediently, "What if this person wakes up?" ?”

Doctor Qiu raised his head and glanced at the moon that had risen to the heart of heaven, then turned his head to look at Qi Yuan, couldn't help but shook his head and sighed: "If I can really wake up tonight, then I should be thankful."

Jingyi Mountain Villa, thousands of miles away from here, could not see the clear moonlight.Thick clouds spread out on the sky, only a very faint silver glow fell, spreading sparsely on the martial arts arena.

Qiao Chongyu was practicing boxing.

He has been stubborn and active since he was a child, if no one is guarding him, half an hour of practice is the limit.Fortunately, his savvy is amazing, ordinary disciples need to ponder the moves for a long time, Qiao Chongyu can usually learn them in three to five days, so after Qiao Zhankong taught him countless times that he needs to practice hard, he simply let it go.

The lights in the distance barely outlined the four corners of the martial arts arena, while Qiao Chongyu stood on the northeast corner with his left hand stretched out, as if to catch a ray of moonlight floating in the air.But the right hand moved behind, and unexpectedly came first, punching from bottom to top, hitting the imaginary enemy's jaw hard.

Shuiyue's footwork also followed the punches. If someone stood on the eaves and looked down, they would find that the figure of Qiao Chongyu in white was already blurred in the martial arts arena. It seemed to be scattered—but there was no one on the eaves.

The edge of the martial arts arena was also empty, only Qiao Chongyu walked alone in the arena, gritted his teeth, and practiced Jingquan move by move.He practiced the boxing three times from the beginning to the end, and then stopped his boxing, and asked the figure who was getting closer: "Junior Brother Du is back?"

"Master."

Du Liangxiu saluted briefly, and then said apologetically, "Sorry, I couldn't find Master Tang."

After stabilizing the affairs in the village, Qiao Chongyu once again thought of Tang Yizhi who left Jingyi Villa in the early years.If he wanted to invite him back at that time just to help himself, the truth that he might get from him now is even more important.Tang Yizhi, as a collateral disciple of the Tang Sect in the middle of Sichuan Province, joined his sect. Naturally, it was impossible for him to return to the Tang Sect after he left. Qiao Chongyu tried to check his wife's hometown, only to find out that the wife Tang Yizhi married back then, It was Mrs. Qiao's own sister, Qiao Chongyu's aunt.

Qiao Chongyu's mother died less than a hundred days after his birth, so he never had any contact with his maternal grandfather's family.This time, I asked Gong Zhanming to investigate and found out that my grandfather had passed away five years ago. According to the neighbors, the old man had no children, only a pair of pearls.

"Maybe... Uncle Tang has passed away." Gong Zhanming, who came together, said, "I remember that Uncle Tang was still in the village when I first joined Master's sect, but because of his injuries, he seldom went out and was depressed. At that time, Mrs. His wife and his wife were about to give birth, and my wife specially took my aunt to live with her—but the child just landed, and didn't even bother to get a name, so Uncle Tang insisted on taking his wife and children and leaving."

After listening to him in silence, Qiao Chongyu could only nod her head: "Forget it. If he could be found easily, Master Yu would probably have found him long ago."

After sending the two away, Qiao Chongyu returned to the room alone, and unfolded the note carefully kept at the corner of the table.It has been two days since he bought this piece of information from Siyun Pavilion, Qiao Chongyu can almost memorize the words on it now, but even so, he turned on the light again and started reading from the beginning.

Siyun Pavilion did not find out the specific address of Chenmeng Hall, only that the previous hall masters were all named Zhuang Zhou, which means Zhuang Zhou's Dream of Butterfly.There are dozens of killers in the house, all of them were captured from the farm. While being taught martial arts, they were also given hints in their hearts. Employer's Instruction Form.

Qiao Chongyu looked at the paper in front of him, it had become wrinkled due to repeated reading.He folded the paper a few times, and wanted to burn it in front of the lamp, but regretted it at the last moment, hesitated again and again, and put it back in the bookcase.