[Four famous arrests] Dao Wushu

Chunyang

The top of Huashan Mountain is covered with snow all the year round, and it is covered with silver as far as the eye can see, which makes Chunyang Palace, a place of Taoist meditation, look more clean and dust-free.The setting sun in the evening dyed the white snow a bit of golden red, but it also showed a bit of warmth in the cold.

In front of the mountain gate of Chunyang Palace, stood a petite figure, but it was a girl about sixteen or seventeen years old.The girl was wearing a Taoist robe with blue patterns on a white background, a Taoist crown on her head, and a long sword behind her back—obviously she was a disciple of Chunyang.This girl's appearance is very good, with exquisite eyebrows and beautiful features, but the expression on that pretty face is indifferent, without any expression, just standing alone, looking at the mountain road - perhaps because of the backdrop of the sky full of ice and snow, Even with the warmth of the setting sun, she still showed a different kind of coolness, but she still looked as usual, and she didn't seem to care.

Xi Yin has been standing here for a long time—she has been waiting here since she finished her sword practice in the afternoon, and it has been at least an hour now, but she is not impatient, she is still waiting quietly, His eyes focused on the mountain path—it was the only way up the mountain.

Finally, figures began to appear one after another on the mountain path——Xi Yin's face was still expressionless, but her eyes lit up involuntarily, staring closely at the group of figures on the mountain path.

The group of people on the mountain road soon reached the top of the mountain, Xiyin bowed and saluted respectfully:

"The disciple has met all the master uncles."

The young girl's voice was very clear and crisp, it sounded like broken pearls and jade, but it was a little cold, with little ups and downs, which seemed to be quite inconsistent with her sixteen or seventeen years old.

The few people who went up the mountain nodded in response, the leader was Li Wangsheng, the head of Chunyang Palace, who had white beard and hair and held a dust whisk in his hand.

"Xiyin," Li Wangsheng nodded, stretched out his hand to help her up, and said kindly, "Get up."

Xiyin responded, straightened up and stood respectfully, but couldn't help but look behind them from the corner of the eye—although the masters and uncles all went out together this time, they didn't bring many disciples with them. There were only a few dozen people, and she caught everyone in her eyes at a glance, but she just couldn't find the person she was waiting for.

Xi Yin hesitated for a moment, but couldn't help it, and asked, "Uncle Master, why didn't you see Senior Brother Luo Feng?"

As soon as the words fell, the expressions of all the people present immediately changed, and they were all silent——Xi Yin's heart skipped a beat, and her usually expressionless face couldn't help showing a little paleness.

"He's dead!" Li Wangsheng didn't speak, but the person who spoke was a handsome young man behind him, "I killed him."

Xiyin froze for a moment, and it took a long time before she finally felt that she could move again. With some effort, she raised her head to look at the person who was speaking, and asked softly, "Uncle Qi?"

Her voice was very soft, almost like unconscious raving, if not for the fact that all the people present were masters, they might not have heard her words at all.

"I shot to kill Xie Yunliu, I didn't want Luo Feng to block that sword for him—" Qi Jin glanced at her, and said in a cold voice, "Xie Yunliu deceived the master to destroy the ancestors. It is my duty! However, killing Luo Feng by mistake is indeed my fault, if you want to avenge him..."

"Junior Brother!" Before Qi Jin could finish speaking, Li Wangsheng immediately stopped him.

Qi Jin stopped and didn't say anything further.

Li Wangsheng looked at Xiyin, opened his mouth and was about to speak, but saw that the girl's entire face was already pale, but there was still no expression on her face. He lowered his head and said respectfully:

"Disciple...don't dare."

"Xi Yin, we were negligent this time. We never expected that someone would interfere and deliberately provoke a dispute. Luo Feng... Sigh!" Li Wangsheng sighed, reached out and patted Xi Yin's shoulder, and said warmly, " It's getting late, you should go back and rest, don't catch a cold. If Luo Feng is here, I don't want to see you waiting here."

The girl shook her head, lowered her head, and said in an even more respectful tone, "I'm fine, I'll go back after staying here for a while. Respectfully send... all my uncles."

Her voice was still cold, but with an imperceptible tremor.Li Wangchang sighed, finally stopped persuading her, patted her on the shoulder again, and then turned and left.

The head and his party finally completely disappeared from his sight. Xi Yin raised his head and looked at the mountain road with some numbness.

She just stood there quietly, and the slowly sinking sunset stretched her shadow extremely long, slantingly cast on the snow-covered ground——lived in Chunyang Palace for 17 years, For the first time, Xiyin felt that the snow on the top of the mountain that never melted all year round was really too cold, too cold...

……

Luo Feng's death didn't seem to have had much impact on Chunyang Palace, and even Xiyin seemed to be the same as usual - taciturn and indifferent, doing morning and evening classes on time and earnestly, and spending the rest of the time They were all used for sword practice and meditation, and there was no trace of sadness, except...every evening after class, she didn't go back to her room, but pushed open Luo Feng's door and locked herself in the room alone.

In fact, she has never met her master—her master, the eldest disciple of Lu Dongbin, the son of Chunyang, and the one who deceived his master and exterminated his ancestors in Qi's mouth——Xie Yunliu, son of Jingxu.

At the beginning, because of a misunderstanding, Xie Yunliu slapped Lu Zu and then rebelled down the mountain. He hadn't heard from him for decades, and never appeared again. Until a month ago, he was rumored to have appeared in Kou Dao's palace. remains.The master master wanted to solve the misunderstanding, so he went to Kou Island with several masters and brothers, but he didn't expect...the ending would be like this.

Xi Yin didn't turn on the lamp, she just groped her way to Luo Feng's bed, leaned against the bed and sat on the ground, hugging her knees, staring at the darkness in front of her with a blank expression.

Senior brother Luo Feng picked her up on the mountain road—the senior brother said that she was just born at that time, and she was wrapped in swaddling clothes and placed on the side of the mountain road. I am afraid that a poor family nearby gave birth to a daughter but was unable to raise her, so she just had a daughter. I can reluctantly abandon her on Huashan Mountain, hoping to have a glimmer of life.Luo Feng couldn't bear it, so he brought her back to Chunyang, and accepted her as a disciple on behalf of his teacher——she became a disciple of Jingxu under Chunyang's sect.

It has always been a big taboo to bully teachers and destroy ancestors, but since Xie Yunliu went down the mountain, the days of Jingxu's lineage have become more difficult day by day-the estrangement and deliberate embarrassment of fellow students have almost become the norm.If there is no Luo Feng...

If it wasn't for Luo Feng taking care of her to grow up little by little, if it wasn't for Luo Feng patiently teaching her how to cultivate Taoism and sword every day, if it wasn't for Luo Feng who tenderly protected her every time she was embarrassed and excluded... ...she will never be like this.

Xie Yunliu, son of Jingxu, left, and Luo Feng, who was the head disciple of Jingxu, carried Jingxu's lineage just like that.

He is her senior brother, her master, and even her father.

But now, the big brother is gone.

Xiyin hugged her knees tightly and curled up, feeling a tightness in her chest for some reason—people are always going to die.Even if Taoists practice Taoism in order to seek longevity, how many people have practiced Taoism for thousands of years, and how many people can finally obtain the Tao of longevity?Nowadays, cultivating the Tao is to get rid of all kinds of shackles, and to enjoy yourself without any basis. As for whether you live forever or not, it is not important.

Since there is always death, and everyone is just a pile of bones in the end, what does death matter?

——She has always thought this way, but now, looking at the empty room, she feels... her chest is so tight that it is hard to breathe, and it hurts as if someone is grabbing her.

Senior brother once said that she is gifted and enlightened with little obsession, and is most suitable for cultivating Taoism, but now——

Xiyin pursed her lips, sat cross-legged, clasped her hands on her knees, closed her eyes, calmed down, and began to recite the "Taishang Laojun Said the Sutra of Chang Qingjing" softly--this scripture was extremely important to her. If you are familiar with it, you must recite it every morning and evening during class, which is the most calming and concentrating.

The "Qing Jing Sutra" is extremely short, with a total of only three or four hundred characters. Xi Yin quickly recited it once, and then continued to recite the second and third times without stopping...

Xiyin's expression has calmed down again, returning to the usual calm and indifferent, the whole person has calmed down, it seems that he is slowly sinking into the "cleanness" bit by bit, but he can't see the originally dark room For some reason, a ray of light suddenly lit up—it was only the size of a soybean at first, but it kept getting bigger little by little, and soon became the size of a person, and then quickly enveloped the girl who was meditating on the scriptures Enter, the next moment the light is suddenly extinguished.

The room returned to its original darkness, but the girl beside the bed disappeared in such an instant.

……

During the Song Dynasty, Cangzhou.

This is the best location in the city, and all the people living here are dignitaries, wealthy businessmen and tycoons, and every house is magnificent and heavily guarded.However, at this moment, white silk and white lanterns were hung in front of one of the houses, and the people standing at the door were all dressed in linen and filial piety, looking gloomy—but there was only one person, dressed in coarse cloth and slightly Somewhat slovenly, holding a gourd in his hand, he kept raising his head to drink, but he didn't appear to be in the least bit depressed.

The man was drinking while listening to the person opposite, drank most of the gourd of wine in one breath, then stopped, and wiped his mouth and chin casually:

"You said - saw a woman in a blue and white Taoist robe at the door at the third watch last night?"

The author has something to say: This time I want to write about a tall (slow) expensive (blunt) cold (stupid) gorgeous (cute) baa luo╭(╯3╰)╮

The episode where Qi Jin kills Luo Feng by mistake is the plot of the relics of martial arts in the palace, and it is Chunyang's sect task that Jingxu's lineage is excluded.

Because the timeline of Wen Rui'an's novels is very chaotic, and the time span of the Four Famous Detectives is very large, more than ten years (this still does not include the "Four Famous Young Detectives" series), so when I write fanfics, I may Adjust the time interval of the case and some contradictory time points - but the plot and so on are all floating clouds, you know me, you have no understanding barriers if you haven't read the original work!

PS: Ahem... I started a new article, and I have to update it every other day for a few days, one is to prepare for the proofreading of Hegui's article, and the other is to let me take a breather - the temporary next day is more for There will be a long, long day in the future, right?Don't abandon me, Kouheng!

☆, chasing life