Qu Yin's Floating Jade Is Still Fragrant

更新时间2013-5-2517:53:45字数：3409

Since the death of Qiuhai and his wife, Xiaolian's second aunt's family has been reluctant to take care of Yu Xiaolian, an orphan.Her husband's family name is Ji, and she has two sons and a daughter under her knees.It's fine for ordinary children to be well-behaved and cute, but this Yu Xiaolian must have got her father's temper, dull and coy, and when she arrives at her second aunt's house, she can't say a word that is flattering.

Most of the children like to bully, and when they saw that their parents didn't like Yu Xiaolian very much, those children joined forces to bully her, or called her "wooden girl", or secretly hid her shoes, or soiled her dress. It's strange, but it's rare that Yu Xiaolian doesn't cry or make trouble in the face of everything.After returning home, she tightly grabbed Hongyu's sleeves, shed tears, and said that she would never go to the second aunt's house again.

Hongyu comforted Xiaolian, telling Xiaolian that she didn't have to go to her house to eat and sleep, but she still had to go to school together. "It's a good thing for a girl to be literate at home." She told Xiaolian like this: "Go home after school. , Sister Yu is waiting for you."

Over time, the Ji family became more and more surprised by the existence of Hongyu, which was mysterious.Second Aunt Xiaolian just insisted that her younger sister was the one who killed her, and Qiuhai was fascinated by her. This person must be a foxy girl who wants to enter the family, and the niece may be a little stupid, so she can be as close as this foxy girl.

People's words are scary, but Hongyu just smiled.Her face is gentle, but her temperament reveals a faint chill. Although she has never lost courtesy in her words, when she thinks about it carefully, her words are sharp and neither humble nor overbearing, so the Ji family never dared to be too presumptuous in person.

Since there is only one little girl left in the Yu family, apart from the dowry, the close relatives of the Ji family can certainly handle the Yu family's finances.Hearing that the Yu family may have hidden ancient famous swords, the Ji family was slightly moved, but they didn't know the details, Xiaolian kept their mouth shut, and while they sent people to inquire secretly, they found people who knew swords to come to the Yu family to appreciate them.

Seeing someone coming, Xiaolian was reluctant, but how could her uncle and aunt listen to the opinion of a little girl, Hongyu can't interfere in the Yu family's housework, but she has other thoughts in her heart.

Many Taoist priests, monks, swordsmiths, martial artists, people from the Jianghu, good and bad, have all come to Yu's house to watch the sword.Some people say that a good sword is hard to come by, some say it's worthless, and some people don't know how to evaluate it after thinking about it, so the Ji family no longer takes the ancient sword ruby ​​seriously.They felt that it was just an artifact left by the ancestors of the Yu family. Once a swordsmith in Jiangdu said that there might be a sword spirit in this sword. They didn't know what a sword spirit was, and they didn't pay much attention to it.

Those who know a little about swords just wait and see or hold their breath, while those who are impetuous and superficial just pick up the ancient sword ruby ​​and look around.Xiaolian tightened her lips and drove away the guests word by word. Although no one cared, she still did not give up.

Hongyu stood aside and looked at those people from the rivers and lakes, smiling coldly.

Those who have a little respect are still fine afterwards, and those who don't know the severity, always dream or see red ghosts in Ye Lai after touching the ancient sword ruby... After going back and forth, this rumor spread everywhere, saying that the ancestor of the Yu family The sword is very ominous, or there may be ghosts, and gradually no one dares to go there.

On this day, Hongyu waited for Xiaolian to leave school at Yu's house.

There is one thing that has been disturbing her for the past few days...

Seeing that Xiaolian was depressed and came back early, Hongyu thought that she had been wronged by Ji's children again and was about to comfort her. Xiaolian said that someone came to Ji's house and wanted to see the ancient sword Hongyu.

Hongyu thought of those vulgar people in the past, she asked Xiaolian what kind of person she was, and made up her mind that if she was someone who didn't understand respect, she would make him suffer more this time.

Xiaolian said: "He is a very good-looking person like Sister Yu, wearing blue and white clothes, his hair is very long, the color of snowflakes, but he looks so young... He said he was from a very young age. From far away, Xiaolian has never seen such a person, should he be called grandpa or uncle?"

Hongyu couldn't help laughing, is this person really so strange?

Blue and white clothes... probably a person of cultivation, it's hard to say he's a charlatan.Hongyu suppressed her soft expression and smiled proudly. "Xiaolian, hold the sword box, let's go."

"I want to see who it is, please use the ancient sword Hongyu."

Hongyu seldom steps into Ji's house, she doesn't like the people in this family.Before entering the lobby, she faintly felt that there was an awe-inspiring and clear air inside that was different from usual. It was naturally restrained, and others would not be able to notice it, but the sword spirit's sense was very keen, and she immediately knew that this person might really have some Taoism.

What came into view was a tall and slender figure, just as Xiaolian said, with snow-colored long hair, a simple blue crown, a white long gown, and a blue burqa, who was discussing something with the Ji family couple.

Second Aunt Xiaolian caught a glimpse of Hongyu, there was a distinguished guest here today, she immediately called out, "What are you doing here?"

The man turned around.

Hongyu also looked at him.

My heart shook slightly.

The visitor is indeed young, with a waterfall of silver hair hanging down to his waist, white eyebrows like swords, and a high nose bridge. There is a faint aura all over his body.He is by no means an ordinary Jianghu generation, only a strand of red sword tassels around his waist adds a bit of peace and interest to life.

Look up, those eyes are especially special.The gray-blue eyes that ordinary people do not have, are free from dust and full of energy.When I looked at it again, it seemed that there was everything in his eyes, but there was nothing, his expression was indifferent and he couldn't see through what was in his heart.

He has an aura like autumn water, clear and cold, quiet and deep.

He didn't look away and looked at her.

The two looked at each other, thinking about each other, as if the time and people around them did not exist.

Even if he has lived for thousands of years, he has never seen such a person.The visitor is full of righteousness and is definitely not evil, but he doesn't have any sense of mortal turbidity, could it be...

It was Uncle Xiaolian who made Hongyu calm down. He asked Xiaolian to open the sword box, but Xiaolian was reluctant.When the visitor looked at her, Xiaolian turned her head to one side.

... The Ji family couple felt ashamed, and when they were about to explode, it was the person who came who spoke first.

"If it's inconvenient, don't force yourself."

"Don't don't don't, isn't it just a sword? The Taoist chief wants to see it. It's really the luck of my Ji family. Xiaolian, what are you doing in a daze?"

Hongyu smiled lightly, looked at the person coming, and when she spoke, her voice was soft and sweet.

"If the Taoist priest wants to see it, why don't the Taoist priest say it himself?"

Since looking back, Ziyin's heart is not completely calm.

He has been indifferent for many years, but he still loves swords. Most of the ancient swords have disappeared. He is familiar with Anlu, a quiet town, and there are people who treasure ancient swords.Only when he was looking for swords and swords, Ziyin felt that he had some of the disposition of his youth. After all, there were not many things that could arouse his interest in the past hundred years.

The picturesque and beautiful woman in front of me, with a slender figure, a strange line on her forehead, a fiery red dress, smiling eyes but could not hide the faint arrogance and displeasure.

There is no mortal breath, and there is no sound when walking.Zi Yin stared and found that she had no evil spirit, nor was she a ghost, and she didn't know her identity for a while.

Suddenly, he heard the woman in front of him turn his attention to him, and realized that he was not polite enough, so he saluted and apologized.

Hongyu saw that this person was sincere and polite, and she was also interested in him, so she asked Xiaolian to open the sword box.

The two swords, red, inadvertently touched a memory buried too deep in Zi Yin's heart.

Zi Yin stared at the ancient sword in the box, with a red jade handle and a dark red scabbard. It was simple in shape and had a simple charm, but it had a thick youth that had been precipitated by time.

With his hands behind his back, he didn't intend to touch the sword at all. When he closed his eyes and inspected carefully, he knew that the blade of the sword was still sharp and impressive after a long time. Although it was as thin as a cicada's wing, it contained profound power.As light as a swallow, but also as flexible as cattail grass, yet soft and steady, it can be seen that the people who made the sword put their heart into it.

Ziyin has seen too many swords, and at this moment, he can't help but sigh that the people who cast these two swords are exquisite in craftsmanship and thoughtful, and they must be works with deep feelings.

"The ancient sword is cold and dark, and it has been forged for thousands of years... The ancient soldiers are different from ordinary weapons."

The deep and clear voice, like a silent drizzle, fell drop by drop on Ruby's heart that had been worn away by the long river of time and dried up like a dry well.

When Hongyu heard this, it was the first time anyone saw Father Si's thoughts.The person in front of her knew how to respect the sword, and also understood the mind of the sword maker. She unconsciously reduced her previous dissatisfaction by five points.

"The Daoist also understands swords?"

"Just know a thing or two."

Ziyin turned her head, as if she was asking the master of Ji's family, or speaking to someone else.

"I've heard that this sword might contain a sword spirit. I wonder if I'll be lucky enough to see it?"

Hongyu knew that this person had a lot of background, but she didn't want her identity to be known to outsiders.

"Oh? It's meaningless for the Taoist priest to talk about it here. The theory of the sword spirit is illusory, but the world's rumors, how can the Taoist priest believe it?"

"..." Ziyin stared at the red-clothed figure in front of her again, and slowly said: "The skills of the ancients are beyond the reach of today's people. How can one person see through all the things in the world? The theory of the sword spirit...is not a lie."

The Ji family looked in amazement at Hongyu and the visitor talking about something they didn't understand.

Mrs. Ji's sharp eyes caught a glimpse of the folded poems in the box and snatched them out.

"The nine-fold ring is beautiful and beautiful, and a section of red silk is charming and long. In the past, there was three feet of water in the box, and it used to fight the blue frost with the bright moon."

Ziyin is a practitioner, although literacy is not a specialty, but it is much better than ordinary people.

He silently recited the poem he heard: "A section of red silk is charming and long... Three feet of water in the box in the past..."

Turning back again, staring at Hongyu.

Unexpectedly, the eternal sword spirit hides in the homes of ordinary people... The woman in front of me, ordinary people must not know that she is a sword spirit, and judging by the attitude of the Ji family, she is not a person who loves and cherishes swords, why stay here...

Hongyu knew in her heart that this person was sensitive, so she deliberately diverged.

"What is the Taoist priest looking at? Could it be that flowers are still blooming on my face?"

A light joke, a bit chic, a bit suggestive.

Ziyin realized a thing or two, and bowed again: "The poor way is abrupt."

Mrs. Ji satirized Qiuhai for writing poems chanting fox charm, Hongyu smiled, and said that it was just a piece of character, what was in her heart, and everything was wrong.Unrelenting and unyielding, loud and clear.

Ziyin didn't say a word, but she guessed that this sword spirit was really unique, not quite like the sword spirit of Zhanjian, but more like a human being, with affection and distinct personality.

The Ji family wanted to give the sword to Ziyin, after all, they wanted him.The Ji family has been haunted by ghosts for days, and many people said that they have seen white ghosts, and their hearts are in panic. Since there is a Taoist person coming to visit, the Ji family puts all their hopes on Zi Yin.

Although Ziyin knows how to catch ghost book talismans, it has been too long since he has done it. Now that he has seen the sword, he should help. Although Dao loves swords, he only comes here for fame."

Hongyu was silent, thinking to himself, although this person loves swords, he has no greed at all.

Before Ziyin left, he couldn't help but ask Xiaolian: "Girl, can you tell me the name of these two swords?"

Xiaolian lowered her head, instead of looking at Ziyin, she just asked him if he had finished reading, she was going to put it away.

Hongyu smiled and said nothing.Knowing the inconvenience, Ziyin reluctantly asked no more.

He watched Xiaolian close the sword box, and suddenly frowned slightly, as if thinking.

Hongyu took Xiaolian back to Yu's house, after Xiaolian went to bed, Hongyu stood in the yard, recalling what she had seen and heard today, slowly thinking back...

Until the dead of night, the worrying things of recent days will reappear...