kill the fox

Taoist Zhiqiu was famous in the world a hundred years ago, and he is an old man in the cultivation world.

The two of Ning Ci went up the mountain, but the doorman told him that Taoist Zhiqiu had gone on a cloud tour and had just left the day before yesterday.

As for where to go, Da Yin lives in the city, and it is possible to go anywhere.

Ning Ci still handed the envelope to the doorman: "I will hand it in when Taoist Master Wang returns."

The two went down the mountain to Mount Yu, which was inextricably related to Ning Ci.

His mother had escaped from Mount Yu back then, if Patriarch Haitang was still alive, he should have called her grandmother.

This should be the only person he has a relationship with in this world.

In other words, maybe, based on this point of affection, if she agrees to rush to help Xiao Zhoushan, she can unite with him and keep Shen Keqing when the situation is uncertain.

What if the price of killing the sword spirit is Shen Keqing's death?

Then don't kill him, at worst follow his parents' old path.

If he can't protect him, he will die together.

When I thought of dying in Xiaozhoushan, I thought it was no big deal.

"Forget it."

A hand came up, and Ning Ci held it back tightly.

"I don't know what's going to happen."

"You don't have to worry about me."

Ning Ci smiled when he heard his tone, "So confident in me?"

Shen Keqing no longer looked at him, the path in the forest was deep and deep, the fragrance of trees filled his lips and teeth, the sunlight could not penetrate, Ning Ci couldn't see Shen Keqing's face clearly.

"Ning Ci, don't worry, we will be fine, I promise."

After being notified, the two went up the mountain.

Ning Ci presented the letter slowly, respectfully.

The person who received the letter was a young woman with slender fingers as white as green onions.

"I hope that the girl will be handed over to Patriarch Haitang."

The servant behind the young woman smiled.

"I am." She shook open the envelope, glanced at it, and smiled disdainfully.

Ning Ci was slightly surprised, he didn't expect the patriarch to be the door boy himself, so he changed his words: "Meet the patriarch."

"wrong."

Grandmaster Haitang stretched out his hand without looking outside, tugged at Ning Ci's face, smiled contentedly, and said softly, "It should be 'meeting grandma', my dear."

Shen Keqing's face was secretive.

Grandmaster Haitang tapped Ning Ci with an envelope: "Your mother was born by me, do you know that?"

Ning Ci didn't dare to rub his face: "I know."

Patriarch Haitang: "We've seen each other a long time ago, your memory is so bad? Do you know that?" She said and looked at Qing Keqing who was beside Ning Ci.

Patriarch Haitang glanced at Shen Keqing inexplicably, Shen Keqing met her gaze, and neither of them backed down.

The trees here are lush and the air is shady. She still shakes an embroidered round fan, up and down, and then up and down the broken hair scattered on her forehead.

Ning Ci tried hard to think about it, but still didn't remember, Shen Keqing said: "Yes, it's in the teahouse."

Ning Ci went to the teahouse twice in total, one time he sang his parents' play, and the other time he sang An Ziqi's play about slaying demons and killing demons. There were too many people at that time, so he didn't even watch carefully.

"Yes, I will sit next to you."

There was always a mischievous side to her words.

Ning Ci thought, that was the first time.

Grandmaster Haitang turned around, waved casually at the two of them, and lazily said, "Let's go, it's too hot here, I'm going to get sunburned."

"..."

Ning Ci glanced at the opaque woods, only felt that it was cold, why did he say it was hot?

The two of Ning Ci followed behind Patriarch Haitang, and Patriarch Haitang was still fanning back and forth, complaining while fanning: "Hey, it's really hot these days, I'm about to melt, are you hot?"

"not hot."

"Why isn't it hot? Only the dead feel cool. It would be nice if I could be cooler..."

"..."

Patriarch Haitang: "Your master really took a risky move. Fortunately, he can think of me. I'm not the only one who went, right? Zhong Haojie will also go? Your master invites him, and he is willing to define it."

Ning Ci: "Daoist Haojie is dead."

Patriarch Haitang stopped, turned around, and asked, "How did you die?"

Shen Keqing: "I killed it."

Grandmaster Haitang turned around and continued to go up the mountain, the fan in his hand didn't stop, casually said: "You killed..."

Ning Ci said anxiously: "...not... Daoist Hao Jie took his life to seal him."

Patriarch Haitang: "Qing Shen, what do you think... oh, by the way, what's your name, my dear?"

Ning Ci: "Mo Shengge."

Patriarch Haitang: "Songs of Shengge every night?"

Ning Ci lowered his head slightly: "...Yes."

Patriarch Haitang smiled, and Ning Ci found that her smile was the same as Nian Yi's, so innocent and innocent.

Patriarch Haitang couldn't stop giggling, and said with a smile: "If your father...if he knew you had such a name...haha, he might be angry hahaha he is the most serious hahaha..."

"..."

Grandmaster Haitang couldn't stop laughing: "Who came up with your name?"

Ning Ci: "My master."

Grandmaster Haitang: "Oh, it seems that he doesn't like you very much, Keqing Shen, who gave you your name?"

Shen Keqing: "Myself."

Grandmaster Haitang: "What do you think of Mo Shengge?"

"..."

Ning Ci secretly looked at Shen Keqing, turned his head and smiled calmly.

Shen Keqing was like facing a big enemy: "Uh...he...I think...he is a...is a...he is very...good."

Ning Ci frowned: "He likes me."

Grandmaster Begonia smiled, the flowers on the fan slowly bloomed, and began to drop petals while fanning, she shook off the petals on purpose, and said with a smile: "Why are you exactly the same as your mother, you are not bad at all, it seems certain Yes, did he say he liked you?"

Ning Ci deliberately looked at Shen Keqing, seeing his embarrassment, he felt itchy in his heart, and replied firmly: "I know if he doesn't tell."

Shen Keqing took a deep look at him, eyes glued together, and left quickly.

Patriarch Haitang: "You don't necessarily have your mother's luck, do you know that year? The two of them broke my heart back then."

Ning Ci was silent, he didn't know the truth, everything about his parents was hearsay.

Grandmaster Haitang's anger and sadness were as undisguised as her smile: "They left as soon as they said they would, and they walked away cleanly. Back then, if I really didn't want them to be together, would they be able to leave? Just leave, and I will also leave." I admit it, after so many years, I haven't come back once, do they not want to come back or are they afraid to come back? If they dare to elope behind my back, why don't they dare?"

Ning Ci didn't speak, he couldn't guess.

Grandmaster Haitang suddenly remembered something, turned around and said excitedly: "I want to take you to meet someone, you guys hurry up."

After she finished speaking, she trotted up the stone steps. The woods were deep and she was dressed in white, like an elf.

The petals that fell from the fan were scattered all over the ground, flying up and down with the hem of her skirt.

Ning Ci and Shen Keqing also quickened their pace.

Ning Ci is still planning: It seems that it is still feasible to pull Patriarch Haitang into his camp.

When the two arrived on the mountain, Ning Ci's kindness was hard to turn down, and they agreed to stay for one night, and the ancestor Haitang found a room for them first.

"This one belongs to Mo Shengge, do you like it?"

Ning Ci felt that she was really similar to Nian Yi, he looked at her expectant eyes and satisfied her: "I like it."

Patriarch Haitang smiled, and flew up the fan: "Then wait here for a while, and I will take Shen Keqing to find his room."

Why don't we live together?Ning Ci held back, thinking that he should be more polite: "I'll go with you."

Grandmaster Haitang's fan danced back and forth: "No, I can't let you know where he lives, what should you do if you go to him at night?"

"..." No wonder the room was allocated to him first.

Grandmaster Haitang: "Just wait here, don't come out to peek."

"..." How do you know him so well?

Patriarch Haitang left with Shen Keqing.

Ning Ci walked around the room. In fact, to be honest, this place is far worse than Jinxi and Hexi, but he felt warm in his heart. It turns out that having relatives is such a feeling.

In fact, speaking of it, Nian Yi, Xu Zhi, and the little uncle are also his relatives.

Whenever I think of Xuzhi, I think of the endless alley.

I don't know where Xu Zhi is now.

Jiang Linxian... Jiang Linxian... Hey, Linxian became extinct with a sigh.

Shen Keqing's room was far away from Ning Ci, Grandmaster Haitang gently opened the door: "Do you think this is okay?"

Shen Keqing stepped forward, took a general look, and was about to speak, when a pain came from her back, and her whole body was carried forward by a force, and she was nailed to the wall.

He was not surprised, quietly felt the stabbing pain in his back into his flesh and blood, and said with a calm smile: "It turns out that Patriarch Haitang can sneak attack."

Patriarch Haitang smiled and fanned: "Then what should I do, I can't beat you."

Shen Keqing: "The bloodthirsty nail?"

"Yes, old things are easy to use."

This kind of nail will grow into the flesh after touching the flesh and become a part of the body. It is generally used to nail the heinous death row prisoners, so that they cannot escape after being nailed.

Because it has become a part of the body, there is no point of leverage, no matter how high the Tao is, it cannot be higher than yourself, and if you are nailed, you are doomed to be powerless.

Shen Keqing was nailed to the wall, motionless, and asked, "Why?"

Grandmaster Haitang seemed to be waiting for this sentence: "Because... I can't let you watch Mo Shengge die."

"Don't worry, you only need half a stick of incense, and the nails will fall off by themselves after half a stick of incense."

After she finished speaking, she smiled sinisterly, charming and sinister.

Turning around neatly, the fan took off, and closed the door with a bang.

Shen Keqing smiled, touched his waist, and took out a short knife.

He never carried a sword, it wasn't necessary, and he only carried an ordinary short knife with him.

There are two nails on the back, both on the right shoulder, the distance between the two nails is not far.

In fact, the bloodthirsty nail can be used, but it may be a little painful. Shen Keqing estimated the position of the nail, inserted the short knife into the flesh, and pressed the blade against the tip of the nail. Just leave Bloodthirsty Nails one more point.

Back then when he fought Zhu Yan fiercely, his body suffered layer upon layer of wounds. The more times he died, the faster his self-healing speed, so when he managed to get away and catch up with Patriarch Haitang after stabbing himself twice, the wound had already healed up.

There was no blood on his body at all, and the clothes seemed to have swallowed blood in the first place.

He didn't kill her with one palm.

Under the afterglow, the two looked at each other for a while.

Grandmaster Haitang: "Can I trust you?"

Shen Keqing: "Yes."

The two returned to Ning Ci's room. Ning Ci got up and said helplessly, "How far away did you arrange the room for him?"

Grandmaster Haitang: "You can ask him to come to you."

"..."

Grandmaster Haitang: "Let's go, I'll take you to meet someone."

The three of them came to a hole, the inside was pitch black, it looked a little scary from the outside, but when they went in, it turned out that it was a prison.

The inside of the cave was much warmer than the outside, Ning Ci was surprised that Master Haitang didn't complain about the heat.

The Duannian sword trembled.

The three of them came to the bottom of the cave, lit the lamp, and the candle shadow danced on the cave wall.

The iron chain is entwined, hanging a person.

Even though his clothes were ragged and the lights were dim, Ning Ci could tell at a glance that this was a man who could be called handsome.

Patriarch Haitang fanned the man and said with a smile, "Zhiqiu, I brought Changsheng's son here."

Zhiqiu!Zhiqiu Daochang!Ning Ci was shocked: "He is the Taoist Master Zhiqiu?!"

"Yes, you know him?"

"I don't know." Why is Taoist Zhiqiu here? !Isn't he Yunyou?And judging by his clothes, he should have been hanging here for some years.

Grandmaster Haitang smiled mischievously: "You should recognize him," then turned to look at the hanging person: "Isn't it, husband?"

The thunder in Ning Ci's heart became louder and louder.

"Why did you hang him here?"

Grandmaster Haitang: "He's crazy."

"I... am not crazy..."

Since he hadn't used his voice for many years, his words sounded like animal language.

"Oh, yes, he's not crazy, he just doesn't love me anymore." She smiled.

"Hey, do you know how cruel he is? He didn't hesitate to kill me in order to abandon me."

Ning Ci held his breath, he felt the tremor of broken thoughts.

"I... I have already regretted..."

Get out of your mind!

Ning Ci could hold on tightly, but he suddenly remembered Jiang Linxian. That day, he was crying so much that he couldn't stand still, but he had a lot of strength to draw his sword.

Ning Ci didn't hold on to the broken mind, he let it go.

The sword was thrust straight into the body of the man who was hanging by the chain.

A look of astonishment flashed across Grandmaster Begonia's face, and the petals on the fan began to wither. She quickly smiled again, patted Ning Ci on the shoulder, and said casually, "Your mother gave it to you."

Ning Ci realized that Duan Nian was the sword of Daoist Zhiqiu.

Many years later, he was still brooding about it. When Grandmaster Haitang brought him in, didn't he really know that the heart was on him?

Of course, this is a later story, let's not mention it for the time being.

"He has a little relationship with you anyway, so you can bury him."

Ning Ci turned his head, and the beating candle shadow looked at Patriarch Haitang with a slightly apologetic look.

"it is good."

Shen Keqing carried her out of the cave, and Ning Ci found a place to leeward. After the ancestor Haitang told her that she would go to Xiaozhou Mountain, he left early. Ning Ci filled it with soil. There is not even a monument in the tomb of a generation of great hermits.

Everyone thought he was wandering in the clouds.

The truth of his death will never appear in the script.

In the evening, Ning Ci secretly looked for Patriarch Haitang. She was playing cards with a group of young men. She looked up and saw Ning Ci. She pressed the cards in her hand on the table and said with a smile, "You counted it. If you don't come, I will lose." Empty."

Ning Ci suppressed the surprise in his heart, and saluted respectfully, Patriarch Haitang waved his hand, and the servants around him retreated.

Ning Ci: "Patriarch, I have something to ask for."

Patriarch Haitang fanned the round fan: "Call me grandma, be good, you have to speak nicely when you ask someone, do you understand?"

"..."

"grandmother."

Grandmaster Haitang: "Speak, I will agree to whatever you ask."

Ning Ci didn't dare to be overjoyed, and said cautiously: "I want to ask you, in Xiaozhoushan, if the conditions at that time are not good for Shen Keqing, please save him."

Patriarch Haitang thought for a while and asked, "Do you really like him?"

Ning Ci nodded.

"real."

Grandmaster Haitang: "If I can't protect him, what will you do?"

Ning Ci: "I will protect him with my life."

"Okay, I promise you, but," she stopped fanning or dropping petals, stared at Ning Ci's eyes seriously, and asked, "What if he betrays you in the future?"

"He won't." Ning Ci said firmly.

"It was the same when I was young, your mother was the same, and you are the same. When we love someone, we trust unconditionally. There is nothing wrong with it, and it should be like this. It's Zhiqiu, your mother made the right bet, and I made the wrong bet, what about you?"

Ning Ci smiled lightly, feeling that such a topic shouldn't be heavy, it couldn't be simpler.

"It's not me who decides whether to betray or not. That's his business. I just need to do what I have to do. Even if he betrays me, I will continue to trust him unconditionally. There is no dividing line between right and wrong. Trust him , It’s just my choice.” He did the same to me.

Grandmaster Haitang curled his lips, fanned the wind weakly, and sighed: "Although that is the case, it will always be uncomfortable to be betrayed, right?"

"Then be sad in an open and aboveboard manner, and be sad in an upright way. When you are sad, just be sad."

He asked softly, "You didn't hold back because you were afraid that you would be sad in the future, did you?"

Grandmaster Haitang lay down on the poker table and whispered, "Yes, I'm not afraid at all, otherwise I wouldn't love so deeply."

Ning Ci: "Do you regret it now?"

"No." She buried her head in her arms, covered her head with a fan, and said in a muffled voice: "But... I can't stop him from not loving me."

"What will you do if he doesn't love you anymore?"

Ning Ci felt a pain in his heart, and said slowly: "Then accept it." He felt that the hardest thing was not love or not love, the hardest was Jiang Linxian and Liu Xuzhi, and the hardest was Jiang Louyue and Zhang Jingguan.

Things backfired, life was not at the right time, and half my life was wandering.

Grandmaster Haitang was still lying on top of a pile of cards: "I can't accept that he doesn't love me."

After she finished speaking, she drilled into her arm, and a card on the table was squeezed out by her and fell to the ground.

Ning Ci bent over to pick up the card, and said softly, "You can't change it, and you can't accept it, so there is only pain left."

He turned the card over, and it was full of paintings.

With a twitch between his eyebrows, he reached out and flipped through the rest of the cards on the table.

Five elements, eight trigrams, heavenly stems, and earthly branches.

"What card is this?" he asked.

It doesn't look like it's for gambling.

Grandmaster Haitang stretched his waist, continued to fan the fan, bit his fingers and remained silent for a while, then said, "How do I know?"

"Okay, your goal has been achieved, you should go back to sleep." After speaking, he stood up and was about to chase away people. Looking at her half-smile face, Ning Ci almost thought that her sadness just now was just faking.

Out the door, the breeze is cool.

A man in black stood on the wall with a big moon behind him.

Ning Ci went back to the house and hugged Shen Keqing.

The night was quiet, and there were few people.

Grandmaster Haitang: "Did you draw the Destroyer Talisman?"

The man in black: "Yes."

Grandmaster Haitang: "Are you sure?"

The man in black: "No, it changes every time."

Grandmaster Haitang: "Have you gained anything this time?"

The man in black sat decadently on the chair, like an old man: "No...Jiang Louyue was hanged in the room last time, I sneaked in and waited for him to come, but this time he died in the River of Desperation."

Patriarch Haitang sat down and poured a glass of wine: "Come on, death is not far away, I won't get drunk tonight, don't come next time."

The man in black looked distressed, with a haggard face: "It's not me, I don't know what's going on, I wake up again and again, it's the same scene, no matter how I die, I can't enter the righteous path of reincarnation."

Patriarch Haitang fanned the fan, and the petals were dry. She asked, "Isn't it painful? Over and over again, didn't you think of standing by and watching?"

The man in black drank the wine in one gulp: "I thought about it, but I can't do it, I really can't do it."

Grandmaster Haitang: "Thank you for your hard work."

The man in black smiled wryly: "It's really bitter... especially watching someone you like die."

Grandmaster Haitang: "Bring Nian Yi to me, I will hide her."

The man in black shook his head: "It's useless, I tried it last time."

Grandmaster Haitang: "How did she die?"

The man in black: "I was killed by you."