The past ignites old dreams

Even after many years, people in the Jianghu mentioned the last martial arts conference, those who witnessed it were still terrified, and the younger generations added fuel and jealousy, making it even more miraculous.

Tao Li Chunfeng has a glass of wine, the lights of the rivers and lakes night rain for ten years.

It just adds to the story after story in the storyteller.

Since then, there has been only one master of martial arts, and this person is Lu Liao.The world only knows his name.This name is a taboo in Jianghu.

Some people say that Lu Liao is no longer human.

Some people spend their whole lives looking for a Xueling Mountain.

Of course, this is a story.

For Qiao Ran, all of this is like an old dream. He has experienced it himself, but every day he wakes up, he can't get back to where he is and who I am.

A few days after the martial arts conference ended, as Tian Yunshu said, it rained non-stop.

The number of people coming to the inn is becoming less and less.

People in the rivers and lakes, like duckweed, gather and part in a hurry.

Huo Li saw what was on Qiao Ran's mind, so he never mentioned about leaving.

Qiao Ran pretended to pass by Cui Yan's door from time to time, and when she heard the movement, she immediately avoided it.

Finally caught by the little wolf once, "Young Master Qiao, fortunately you are still here."

The little wolf tightly hugged Qiao Ran's arm and refused to let him go, "I tried to call you to stop several times, but the Second Young Master had ordered that he—"

The little wolf stopped talking suddenly, as if he had given up the idea of ​​saying something later.

Qiao Ran felt sore, and smiled wryly, "What did he say?"

"No... nothing."

"I can guess ten out of ten if you don't tell me." Qiao Ran said with a sullen face, "I haven't blamed him for crossing the river and tearing down the bridge, but he thinks I'm in the way."

Little Wolf's eyes were full of tears, "Second Young Master is worried about you, it's not safe for you to follow us now."

Qiao Ran stroked the little wolf's back, "Don't feel sorry for me."

The little wolf wiped away his tears, stared wide-eyed and said, "I feel sorry for the second young master."

Qiao Ran: "..."

The little wolf burst into laughter, smiled and sniffled again, "Don't worry, son, he doesn't have many skin injuries."

"Then, what about the internal injury, is it serious?"

"Hey!" Little Wolf got angry when he said that, "It's also the relationship between uncle and nephew, that Lu Liao is simply unreasonable."

"Okay, okay, the fight is over, it's good to be alive." Qiao Ran is willing to give herself a little hope in everything, so she always thinks about the best.

"I don't know how Brother Qingya offended that Lu Liao. After Lu Liao healed his leg injury, he insisted on taking him away. Brother Qingya refused to go with Lu Liao. The second son must protect Brother Qingya. That's how they fought."

"Cui Yan, Qingya, and Cui Ling, together with Sheng Linya, lost four against one. It seems that Cui Yan's uncle really has a skill." Qiao Ran said, "I always feel that fighting alone is not enough. People can defeat Cui Yan, how could they think of an ultimate boss."

"Ultimate Immortality?" Little Wolf stared at Qiao Ran with his mouth wide open, and hurriedly pulled him to the corner of the corridor, "Where did you hear that?"

Qiao Ran: "What?"

"I also heard from others that Lu Liao seems to be immortal."

"Ha ha."

Probably from the contempt and doubt on Qiao Ran's face, Little Wolf said mysteriously, "You haven't seen Lu Liao before. He looks very young, not a few years older than King Qi. Anyone who looks at him will think that he is But twenty."

"Well... maybe he's been well maintained."

"Oh, be serious. I'm not kidding you."

"Okay, okay, go on."

So the little wolf continued, "Lu Liao was originally a descendant of Lu Baorong in Suzhou. Lu Baorong lured wolves into the house back then, causing the tragic death of the whole family and taking away the treasured sword handed down from generation to generation. Only Lu Liao was rescued by Master Sheng Wuming, and then he was accepted by Grand Master. , became a closed disciple, but for some reason, Lu Liao became obsessed and murderous, so the grand master took him to Xueling Mountain and immersed him in Qingxing Pool, where he slept for many years in the cold water. The nameless master has not confiscated any disciples, it has been... decades, but he doesn't look old at all."

"Wait, wait..." Qiao Ran raised his hand and said, "Where is there a mountain in China called Xueling Mountain? Besides, a living person has been soaked in water for decades? Didn't he die? Is that water or Formal?" Lin? Oh! Or is he actually a mermaid? South Sea Merman!"

"Second Young Master and Big Brother Crow both know about it."

"Have they seen it with their own eyes?"

"..."

"Look—" Qiao Ran said earnestly, "Seeing is believing, little girl!"

"You said it, seeing is believing." Little Wolf pointed at Qiao Ran and said arrogantly, "If you don't believe me, you should believe the second son! That day on the top of Mount Tai, the second son, Brother Crow, Brother Ling, and others Sheng Linya and his friend are good friends. They saw with their own eyes that the second son and the green crow combined swords. Lu Liao was wounded by the sword in many places all over his body, but the blood healed quickly after a short time, and finally even the scars disappeared. "

"..." The image of Wolverine in "X-Men" appeared in Qiao Ran's mind.

Little Wolf pushed Qiao Ran lightly, "Huh? Are you listening?"

Qiao Ran pressed her chin and frowned for a long time, "I don't study much, so don't lie to me."

"...What does this have to do with reading?" Little Wolf was puzzled.

Qiao Ran waved his hand, "Forget it, it doesn't matter if he is the ultimate boss or the ultimate Wolverine, as long as Cui Yan... and Qing Ya are fine."

"Mr. Qiao, it's good for you to follow the Huashan School in the future. Huashan is a famous and decent school, and the head of Huo is also a gentleman. Why don't you take this opportunity and learn some kung fu so that you can protect yourself in the future."

Qiao Ran blushed, "I'm afraid of suffering and tiredness, so I should ask others to protect me!"

"Second Young Master has to protect too many people, sometimes he can't take care of you."

"Cough! Cough!" Qiao Ran choked, "I didn't ask him to protect me, I can hire bodyguards if I have money!"

"But... where did you get the money?"

"That's right, Cui Yan doesn't even pay me. This iron rooster is an evil capitalist." After Qiao Ran finished cursing, she pulled Xiaolang back and said, "Little girl, do you remember the password of the suitcase I told you last time?" ?”

"remember."

"You open the box, and then open my medicine box. There is a square in the upper left corner, which is a small transparent box with four equal sides. There are a few coffee-colored lozenges in it, which are for nourishing blood and Qi. Whether you are sick or not It’s good to eat. You don’t need to swallow it, keep it in your mouth until it melts, understand?”

Little Wolf nodded, and Qiao Ran gave a few more instructions, "One piece a day, no more."

"Mr. Qiao, your love is so deep and meaningful. The little wolf has written it down for the second son." The little wolf's eyes turned red, "Don't worry, the second son will not really abandon you."

"Don't, don't, don't." Qiao Ran pulled away and ran away, "He'd better abandon me and give up on me byebye me! There will be no future!"

Dumbfounded, the little wolf was in a mess for a while, straightened his hair and went back to the room to find medicine.

A few days of rainy days.The rain is neither heavy nor small.It went down intermittently.

The vegetation is yellow and falling, and the stinging insects are salty.The three autumns have passed, and the winter solstice begins.

The rain fell in early winter and it was already very cold.

Qiao Ran spread out her palms, letting the wind and rain outside the window, "Actually, I like winter very much. It snows in winter, and it feels very special."

"Qiao Ran."

"Huh?" Qiao Ran turned around and looked at Jiang Dongsheng with a smile on his face, "You called me?"

"Cui Shi and the others are going back."

Qiao Ran groaned, lying on the window sill, still smiling and said, "I know, well, I've seen their horses."

Jiang Dongsheng walked to the window, glanced at the shadows of the dark feathers of the Cui family downstairs, and said silently for a while, "I don't know what kind of bond you have with the Cui family, but the second son of the Cui family sent someone to send a book. book for you."

Qiao Ran wiped off his wet hands just now, and took the book from Jiang Dongsheng, which was "Sun Tzu's Art of War".

"This is a fan book that was only printed by the Guozijian this year. There are so many in stock. What do you care about?" "What do you know, this is a priceless antique! It is the treasure of the country! As the earliest surviving military book in China..."

...Recalling how stupid I was when I first met him, I kept touching the tiger's butt, and I was lucky not to be beaten to death, Qiao Ran couldn't help but want to laugh, and when he really laughed, it was so bitter.

Qiao Ran flipped through the book, wanting to turn to the page that Cui Yan saw in the carriage.

Treat a soldier like a baby, so he can go to the deep stream with him; treat him like a beloved son, so he can die with him.Thickness cannot be manipulated, love cannot be enforced, chaos cannot be cured, like a proud son, it cannot be used.

right here--

Qiao Ran stopped, his eyes were hot and humid, his nose was sore, and his throat felt uncomfortable, as if something was surging up, his fingertips were trembling, and he carefully stroked the wandering flowers caught in the pages of the book.

When I was in Guancheng, I picked it myself and gave it to him.Unexpectedly, he kept it.The bright rose has been dehydrated in the book, but it has completely preserved its shape and color, just like the splendor of that day.

Cui Yan, didn't you tell me that you knew?Didn't you tell me you would protect me?

Qiao Ran closed the book, got up suddenly, and walked around the room a few times, her mind was in a daze, not knowing what she was going to do.He stopped and asked Jiang Dongsheng who was standing beside him, "Dongsheng, when are we leaving?"

"Master said, we will leave when you ask us when we will leave."

"Then I'll ask now." Qiao Ran approached Jiang Dongsheng, pressed his broad shoulders, and pushed him towards the door, "Let's go right away."

"Qiao Ran, are you okay?"

"I'm sorry. Let me be quiet for a while." Qiao Ran pushed Jiang Dongsheng forward a few times, but he backed up a few steps, holding onto the flower stand, and bumped into a pot of black chrysanthemums that was on the verge of falling.

It was inconvenient for Jiang Dongsheng to ask more questions, so he refilled a cup of hot tea for Qiao Ran, closed the door and went to find his master Huo Li.

The window is not closed.

The downstairs is full of Qinghe Cui family members.

They were busy, coming in and out, those who moved things moved things, those who led the horses led the horses, in order.

Then Cui Yan and Qing Ya came out.

The first one to come out was the Crow. He looked completely intact, without any scars, but his face was pale, as if he had been rushed to a whitening spa. His whiteness was unnatural, a bit like the excessive powdering in previous Hong Kong movies the ghost.But in this weather, the wind and the wind are blowing, no matter how much white powder can not take off the makeup, it can be seen that the crow really lost too much blood.Qiao Ran looked down worriedly. He leaned out and let the rain wet his upper body.

Cui Ling is holding an umbrella, and Cui Yan is under the oil paper umbrella of the ink landscape painting.

The little wolf took the umbrella and raised it high on tiptoe, while Cui Ling put on the oil cape for Cui Yan.

Cui Yan walked out under the umbrella and stopped, as if feeling Qiao Ran's gaze, he raised his head, and the rain fell, forming a bead curtain along the hat on his head.

Their eyes met, and through the bead curtain made of water, it seemed that there was only the continuous sound of rain between the sky and the earth.

Qiao Ran clenched his hands tightly, his nails dug into the flesh, and he didn't even feel it.

"Second Young Master." Cui Ling was dressed in coir raincoat and led the horse over. He followed Cui Yan's direction and saw Qiao Ran. Cui Ling pursed his lips with mixed feelings.

Cui Yan got on the horse, his movements were done in one go, very vigorous, he didn't look like a wounded person.

His first horse is the precious red firework horse.Comes with brand new saddle bridle.The riding whip in his hand was ebony and golden willow, with a coral-colored pearl embedded in the handle.

Bai Yu is the horse for the king, and the person on the horse is so magnificent.

Qiao Ran stroked his wet hair, and a puddle of water could be squeezed out of his wet clothes. He was overwhelmed, a little dazed, a little uncomfortable, and a little angry.

Ridiculous fate, never asked me if I was willing.I'm struggling with reality, but I can't say goodbye to you with my bare hands.

The furthest distance in the world.

Right now, it's me and you.

The author has something to say: Oil cape: a more advanced raincoat in ancient times