[Master] Why is a hometown

Mo Xunxing was watering the flowers in the setting sun.

It was almost the Mid-Autumn Festival, but my wife still hadn't come back.

It's been more than ten years since his wife left, and he doesn't quite know what happened between Master and his wife to get to where he is today... But he didn't dare to ask Master.

Because he could see that the master was quite sad about this, and he also knew that the master had always cared about his wife all these years.

Master has been taking care of my wife’s medicine garden carefully; Master will take out the old things left by my wife in the misty rain and setting sun regularly to wash and dry them; sometimes when the moon is in the sky, Master will sit alone in the courtyard and stare at the courtyard wall In a daze, I didn't fall asleep until very late.

"Ugh."

Today's misty rain and setting sun are really eerily quiet.

Just as he was feeling emotional, there was a rustling sound in his ear, and when he looked up, a leg was put on the courtyard wall, and then a head popped out.

The four eyes met, and no one made a sound.

Mo Xunxing was thinking to himself that the current thief is too bold, the young boy outside the courtyard wall has already raised a hand and greeted generously: "Hey, Taoist priest, good morning."

"...How long are you going to stay up there?"

Mo Xunxing squinted his eyes, saw that the other party was just a little boy, and immediately had the urge to teach the brat a lesson.

"Tsk, a childhood without climbing over the wall, hunting birds and fish is not a real childhood. Today I must climb over this wall." The little boy said while hanging half of his body on the top of the wall, and he was about to climb over the wall. success.

"I'm afraid this is not the wall you should climb!"

Mo Xunxing took a broom calmly.

"You're really joking, I can't climb over the wall of my house?!" The little boy grinned and bared his teeth at him.

Mo Xunzong was startled, and scolded: "What nonsense are you talking about? Do you know where this is?"

"It's misty rain and setting sun." The young boy had passed the outer wall with both legs, and he sat firmly on the top of the wall, and said confidently: "Please tell the head of the silver dart that his cheap son has come back to report."

"Huh?!" Mo Xunzong was stunned for a moment, and looked at the young boy carefully, only to realize that his brows, eyes and facial contours were almost exactly the same as those of his master, and he opened his mouth wide in surprise.

"you you you……"

"Mo Xunzong, who came to visit Misty Rain and Setting Sun?"

The silver-clothed Taoist turned out from the medicine garden, looked in the direction pointed by his apprentice's jaw-dropping index finger, slightly startled.

"you……"

Before the question could be uttered, the young man leaped down the courtyard wall, folded his arms around his chest, and showed an insincere smile: "Hello, Dad."

"What's your name?"

"Nick name Ruyi, big name Yuan Yucheng."

"Your mother..."

"It's been many years."

……

Yuan Wuxiang recalled the look of that young man with his hands behind his back and his eyes on the sky, unable to answer the question impatiently.

He probably blamed him too.

As a father, he has been absent from his son's life for so long, but as a husband, he doesn't even know when his wife is gone.

His A Yuan hid him so tightly, and only let him know the truth when the dust settled and it was irretrievable.

Every time he thinks about how she endured the frightening pregnancy alone, endured the hardships during childbirth, and finally died of dystocia and hemorrhage, he felt heartbroken.

He should have thought of it earlier.

How could Ah Yuan complain and hold grudges because he was running around outside; even if he wanted to be separated from him, how could he be stingy with meeting him.

It's not that she doesn't want to see him, but...she can't see him again.

Knowing the truth, he went back to the bedroom without saying a word, and stayed there until he couldn't stay any longer.

Dressing table, wardrobe, flower stand, couch... The whole room is full of A Yuan's shadow.

The silver dart has no one to rely on, and the white head wanders what is home.

Without Ah Yuan, the family is gone.

Uncomfortably pushing the door out, his son leaned against the door with an indifferent expression, and said leisurely and coolly, "My condolences will change."

——How did he answer at that time?

It seemed that before he could organize his words, the boy waved his hands away, and walked away with his burden on his back. He waved his hands casually: "Anyway, we have met each other. I'm going to Xijiang to find my godmother. Let's just say goodbye."

——It was completely unintentional to stay.

Yuan Wuxiang put down the letter in his hand and smiled wryly.

There is only a scrawled sentence on the letter, "You are still alive, don't read it when you are safe."

Ruyi... I don't even want to say a word to him except to tell him I'm safe; I don't stay at home except for the New Year, and I always come and go in a hurry.

It has been several years in the blink of an eye, the little boy has grown up, but the relationship between father and son is terribly indifferent.

"...The current martial arts legend is '100 years of dark night in the world', Master, I heard that Yinzi has gone to Bei Zong to accept the sky, Master, you... Master?"

Mo Xunzong was talking about the recent martial arts trends with great interest. Seeing that his master seemed to be distracted, he stopped to observe, only to find that what the master was holding in his hand... seemed to be a letter from his younger brother.

—Shut up immediately.

The matter of the teacher's wife and the teacher's brother has been a heart disease of the master for many years.

It's too noisy for me to talk about martial arts at this time.

Yuan Wuxiang came back to his senses, showing a helpless smile, and said, "Don't you want to continue?"

"Uh...it's over."

"Xun Zing, I know that you intend to enter the world, but the world is dangerous, I don't want you to also witness the bloodshed of your teachers and friends, wanting revenge, but you only know the world when you have faced the wall for ten years."

Mo Xunshang, who has never been involved in world affairs, is still passionate and innocent, and said with a smile: "Ha, there is only one end to the world, I can also kill a person in ten steps, and I will never stay for thousands of miles. "

Seeing this, Yuan Wuxiang sighed silently: "Wu Zing, you are overthinking."

Immediately, he looked up at the dark sky.

Bei Fangxiu has re-entered the mortal world, and perhaps in the near future, Nan Xiuzhen will also cross the mortal world.

"Ruyi." In the Valley of the Medicine King, the young man who was about to leave was called coldly to stop his steps.

"……mother."

Reluctantly turning around, the young man faced the low figure.

"Knowing that your father is in trouble and urgently needs Olympic aid, where are you going to hide?"

Her immature voice is full of undeniable old-fashionedness.

"Tsk, Famous Sword Shoutian and Yin Dart Master are both great figures in the martial arts world. What can I do for you?"

The young man stretched out his hand and scratched his head carelessly.

The visitor stared at him quietly for a while, then sighed, "That's all, you can do whatever you want."

Only then did the young man smile, and leaned forward: "Mother, don't worry about it. Actually, I am going out of the valley this time to visit Yuemei and Zanyunxiao."

"You still have the face to mention Yue'er? If it weren't for you, how could she have become like that."

"Mother, it's not my fault. She herself is in the same rank as the Demon Buddha. If I don't take action and let her continue to die, she will have no face to face the godmother under the nine springs."

Mu Xinyuan, who was already in the shape of a girl, turned around suddenly, and stared at him deeply: "It's half a catty, not a worry-free child."

"Hey! Mom, what kind of disgusting eyes are you looking at? Just because I don't get close to dad?" The young man suddenly became a little annoyed: "I don't know him well, why should I get close?"

"You think I don't know what you said to your father?" Mu Xinyuan's eyes were cold: "I have the guts to curse me to death in front of your father, but I don't have the guts to admit that I don't care."

"Uh..." The young man's aura immediately fell into the dust, and he said in a low voice, "You, you already know..."

"If your father knew that I was still alive, he would definitely not go to the valley to find me. After thinking about it, you are the only one who is behind the scenes." Mu Xinyuan stretched out his hand and squeezed the bear's face: "Not at all. Like your father, not caring."

"Tsk...don't post anyone else."

"Really? Then add one more, it's not cute." Mu Xinyuan left such a sentence, went straight to the valley, and ordered: "The current situation is chaotic, so be careful when you go out."

The young man covered his flushed face, secretly annoyed.

Lao Tzu's son is the natural enemy, he just doesn't like Yuan Wuxiang.

On the contrary, it is the mother who only cares about her husband and ignores her son, she is partial!

Yuan Yucheng puffed up his cheeks, rolled up his fur skin and jumped out of Yaowang Valley decisively, heading towards the demon world.

——But he didn't know that after he left, his own mother also came to Taniguchi with her bundle.

"This trip is dangerous, have you considered it clearly?"

Next to the main station of Yaowang Valley, his face was worried.

"This sick body won't last long, so let's use it as waste." Mu Xinyuan raised her head and smiled at her master: "Anyway, master has prepared a new body for me. When my soul returns, I will be reborn."

The owner of the valley dimmed his eyes, and said coldly: "You can go, if something happens, don't bring people to the Valley of the Medicine King. I'm afraid I can't help but do something to him."

"Master..."

Seeing that his master still refused to forgive Yuan Wuxiang after many years, Mu Xinyuan had no choice but to smile bitterly, then bowed his head and said, "Farewell, disciple."

"Wait a minute."

"What's the Master's order?"

"Let Po Meng and Zou Shanqi go with you."

"It's… okay."

Tired Shoutian went out to seek medical treatment for the homeless people, but did not return for many days.

Lingxi Zhixia, Yi Tianzi and others waited anxiously across the lonely boat.

Suddenly, a petite figure turned into light and entered the room.

"Who?!"

Lingxi Zhixia was startled, and when she looked closely, she was a little girl about seven or eight years old.

"I am a disciple of Yaowanggu, and I was ordered to observe the injury of the head of the silver dart."

"The Valley of the Medicine King... Ah! It's my sister-in-law's sect."

Mu Xinyuan glanced at her, and went straight to Yuan Wuxiang, performed medical skills to detect the injury, and then sacrificed 36 mysterious needles to guide Qi and drainage.Although it was impossible to completely relieve the spirit of punishment, it greatly relieved Yuan Wuxiang's pain of being burned in the body.

The Emperor Yi sighed from the side: "You are worthy of being a member of the Gumen of the King of Medicine, and your skills are really amazing."

"Absurd praise." Mu Xinyuan withdrew the needle, not wanting to delay, and said goodbye immediately.

"Girl, please leave your name and surname. We can tell you the situation after the head of Silver Dart wakes up."

Mu Xinyuan paused for a while: "No need."

Watching her leave in a hurry, although everyone was surprised, they didn't pay much attention, only Lingxi Zhixia lowered their eyes sadly.

Before that, she learned from Yuan Wuxiang that her sister-in-law had left and died during the period when Daozhen and Shuangxiu joined forces to fight against the double demons.Presumably, everyone in Yaowanggu held grudges against their senior brother, so it's no wonder they acted so indifferently.

Yuan Wuxiang's consciousness was hazy, and he only felt a familiar force helping him to heal the pain in his body, which actually made that smiling and charming face appear in his mind.

For so many years, A Yuan has never entered his dream.

He didn't know if it was because he didn't miss her strongly enough, or she didn't want to disturb him in his dreams. As time went by, this was the first time he dreamed of A Yuan.

The smiling eyebrows, the slightly sickly face, and the thin figure lingered in his mind so clearly that he actually had a thought that he would rather not wake up.

The pain eased, and another wave of pure and holy air came to dispel the strength of Xing Sha, and the beautiful image in his mind suddenly faded away. Yuan Wuxiang urgently stretched out his hand to keep him, and shouted out of his composure——

"A Yuan!!!"

After the shout, there was silence in the room.

Yuan Wuxiang's consciousness suddenly became clear, facing everyone's surprised eyes, he let go of Po Rushuang's hand in embarrassment: "Cough...Sorry, I'm sorry."

Po Rushuang didn't take it seriously, and said with a smile: "The patient is cured, let's go."

Without waiting for Tired Shoutian to refute, a ray of brilliance swept away Fangxiu of Peking University, and Lingxi pointed to Xia and murmured: "Is there another trick?"

Shanlong Yinxiu hurriedly said: "Don't think too much."

Yi Tianzi and Peng Shishi laughed teasingly, but Yuan Wuxiang's eyes dimmed slightly.

His A Yuan is no longer there...it really must be a dream.

In the hidden cave, Mu Xinyuan stared at the empty coffin in front of him coldly, with no fluctuations in his tone.

"Zou Shanqiyi, what do you think?"

"If I can't find it with my ability to summon Yin, then there is only one possibility left." The side of Zoushan chess is full of calculations: "...People are still alive, so naturally they cannot summon souls."

"Really..." Mu Xinyuan sighed unconsciously.

"Uh...Master, what's going on?" Mo Xunxing, who has been missing for a long time since the Nihai Chongfan Rebellion, stood beside him in a daze, looking at this and that: "Why did you ask me to dig? Grave? Who is still alive?"

Without saying a word, Mu Xinyuan wrote a letter in hand, and handed it to Mo Xunzong: "Go to Beizong, and hand this letter to Dao Kui Yang Qianche, remember not to say anything."

"Find Beizong? Master, why don't you go to Master..."

"Don't ask too much, just do it."

"……Oh."

Mo Xunxing left full of doubts, only Mu Xinyuan and Zou Shanqi were left in the cave looking at each other.

Zou Shanqi broke the silence as soon as he opened his mouth: "Do you suspect that there is something wrong with this person?"

"It's not just him, everyone needs to be investigated back then. However, at present, it seems that he is the most suspected." Mu Xinyuan walked to the side of the coffin: "I have been thinking hard for many years, and I always feel that the dispute between the North and the South is too abrupt , Juan Shoutian has an aloof personality, but he is by no means a bully. His reactions and actions back then were really unimaginable. Zou Shanqiyi, you were once the leader of Yin wisdom in adversity. From your point of view, a person with profound cultivation and a strong heart How about a simple, affectionate and righteous person?"

Zou Shanqi thought about it for a while, and replied decisively: "He will be the best knife to use. Borrowing a knife to kill people will not cause bloodshed."

"How would you use this knife?"

"Threatening with affection, making a little pretense, making him act according to my plan. If the affection is enough, I am fully sure that he will destroy my target according to my will."

Mu Xinyuan didn't move her eyebrows, but she couldn't help but shiver: "...It's scary."

"This is the way to control people, and it is also a strategy to attack the heart." It is not the first time that Zou Shan Qiyi has been accused of being scary, and he doesn't care when he hears the words: "What do you plan to do next?"

Mu Xinyuan thought he was not good at scheming, so he humbly asked for advice: "Why don't you stand on the sidelines and think about how the conspirators will act?"

Zou Shanqi pondered for a moment, then peeled off the cocoon: "Well... the current problems facing Daozhen, the Black Sea Sen Prison is the first to bear the brunt, followed by the dispute between the North and the South. The Black Sea is an external worry, let alone, inside Daozhen, the North and the South are split | Same as the loose sand, the Southern sect even branched out into branches such as the boxing domain. If such a situation is properly teased, it will definitely make this plate of loose sand more scattered."

"How to tease?"

"The internal conflicts of the Northern Sect are not as good as those of the Southern Sect. If you want to attack, the Southern Sect is the best target."

"what do you mean?"

"If the head of Silver Dart shakes hands with Nanzong to make peace, it will definitely not be a happy situation for those behind the scenes. So... deepening the conflict between the head of Silver Dart and Nanzong will get twice the result with half the effort."

"I seem to hear from your tone that you have already guessed the opponent's next target?"

"I heard that the tense situation between Quan Yu and the head of Silver Dart has begun to ease. What if we attack Quan Yu at this time?"

"Hmm..." Mu Xinyuan was startled suddenly: "It's not good!"

"Don't panic, I have sent Pomeng to go to the boxing domain." Losing the desire to win in the past, Zou Shanqi had a calm expression on his face: "Maybe we can catch more fish during this trip."

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Why are Huai Pomeng and Zou Shanqiyi still alive? Please read my column "Incomplete Records of Single Dogs"!Otherwise, I will be confused 233333

To put it simply, the owner of Medicine King Valley → the adoptive father at the beginning of the sword → saved Sui Dao's family → dragged the bear child Huai Pomeng back to Medicine King Valley to study → Zou Shanqiyi joined the Yaowang Valley team.

Daozhen's IQ is too touching, Ge Xianchuan is too disgusting, let Ms. Qi Yi open it up, although she is not a good Yin Zhishou, at least she is more effective than Daozhen's gang→_→