Follow the clouds and month by month [Comprehensive]

Dugu Qiubai just raised his eyelids and glanced at Yuan Suiyun lightly, looked at Hua Zhuyue and said, "I don't accept apprentices."

Hua Zhuyue widened her eyes pretending to be surprised, pointed at Yuan Suiyun and said, "Old man, isn't it good for you to look at him? Not only is he tall and handsome, he is also very smart, and his martial arts are not bad. The most important thing is that he is pedantic at all, and he never judges people based on his status. If God sent such a good disciple candidate to the seniors, the seniors would reject them, wouldn't they?"

Dugu Qiubai was aroused to laugh by Hua Zhuyue's words, he couldn't help laughing narrowly and said: "I didn't like this young man who is good at everything, but I think you are pretty good, little girl. How about just little girl?" How about you worshiping me as your teacher?"

"Ah?" Hua Zhuyue was startled, and quickly shook her head and said, "No, no, what's your opinion, senior? Suiyun is much better than me! The most important thing is that I have a master, how can I abandon my master and join another one?" What? On the contrary, Suiyun doesn’t have a master.”

Dugu Qiubai smiled and said: "Since the little girl wants the boy to worship me as a teacher, does she know who I am? Could it be that in your heart, I am not as good as your master?"

"Speaking of martial arts, senior, you should be better than my master. But I have already worshiped him as my teacher, but if senior really likes me, I will not refuse to teach me a few moves." Hua Zhuyue said with a smile , she pulled Suiyun to sit next to her, "Senior, you live here alone, with only a big eagle by your side. It would be a pity if your unique skills were lost. Besides, you really don't know how we got here Is it here?"

Dugu Qiubai was really called out by Hua Zhuyue for his curiosity. He looked at her and Yuan Suiyun and said, "Oh? This old man is eighty-seven today, and he hasn't been involved in the rivers and lakes for more than [-] years. Just two or three friends have passed away long ago, you two will not be descendants of any of my old friends, right?"

Dugu Qiubai had a fiery temper 50 years ago, and later he hurt others and himself because of this temper. Even if his martial arts are world-class, he can't save the lives of his relatives and lovers.Afterwards, Dache Dawu retreated to the mountains and forests, and stayed with the big eagle all day long. Although he felt a little lonely occasionally, he also wanted to visit his only remaining friends, but he still couldn't make the trip. More than 30 years passed by like this.

In recent days, he has felt that his body is decaying day by day, and he knows that the end is not far away. When he thinks back on the past, he only sighs and sighs. As for his own funeral, he just digs a hole in the cave, waiting for the breath to come. Just lie down at the moment of death.As for the name before and after life, everything is empty after death, so what can't be let go?Therefore, when the spring thunder sounded, two young men rushed in. He thought it was a good thing, and he said that he wanted the two to take shelter from the rain and leave. He didn't want the little girl to open her mouth, but she wanted to accept him as an apprentice.

Yuan Suiyun held Zhuyue's skirt and roasted it by the fire, and said with a smile: "The person who told us that Senior lives in seclusion here should be Senior's best friend. If Zhuyue just said it, senior, don't take it to heart. She likes to joke very much sometimes."

Only then did Dugu Qiubai look at Yuan Suiyun for a moment, and said with a smile: "The little girl is right, young man, you are not yet at the age of a weak crown, but your skill is not shallow. When the old man was your age, you still rely on a sharp sword Competing with others."

Hua Zhuyue smiled slightly, and quietly approached the bonfire, picked up a branch in one hand to hold the fire, rested her chin in the other, and said to herself: "In the name of seeking defeat, it can be seen how arrogant this old man used to be, but now he is old and old , it is impossible not to have the slightest regret. For example, his swordsmanship, don’t you really want to pass it on? Anyway, I don’t believe it.”

Yuan Suiyun nodded and said: "Senior was joking, how can this junior be compared with senior? When senior was weak, he used a blue light sword. It was fierce and invincible, and he used it to compete with the heroes of Heshuo." He said After a pause, he pretended not to see Dugu Qiubai's sudden change of expression, and continued talking.

"Senior used the Ziwei soft sword in his 20s and 30s, but because he accidentally injured a righteous man, he abandoned it in the deep valley. Later, he used a dark iron epee. Before the age of 40, the senior used this epee to run across the world and was invincible. Afterwards, the senior's sword intent became great, no longer sticking to things, and grass, trees, bamboo and stones can all be swords. Just thinking about it, the younger generation feels that the mountains are so high. "

Dugu Qiubai buried his sword and set up a grave under the valley, with only a big eagle by his side, how could this kid know?Dugu Qiubai looked at Yuan Suiyun and said, "How did you know these things? Even my few old friends would not know so much."

Yuan Suiyun raised his eyebrows, and suddenly there was a smile that he couldn't tell whether it was weird or what, "Because the old friend who told this junior was actually you, senior!" Yuan Suiyun put down the skirt that he had already made Swing, stood up and looked around the cave, stood up and smiled, pointed to a cave wall in the dark, "Senior engraved a message saying that he only regretted his failure in his life. A hundred years later, the cave was stained with dust, and the inscriptions were also covered with moss. I still stay here, but some strangers come in, most of them think that the people living here in seclusion are full of big stories, because I have never heard of any senior deeds in the rivers and lakes. The friends of the younger generation lamented the great reputation of the senior during his lifetime, but after his death There is only a three-foot tomb of loess. The juniors don’t think so, otherwise why did the seniors leave the sword tomb and why did they carve words?”

Dugu Qiubai burst out laughing when he heard this, he looked at Yuan Suiyun and Hua Zhuyue again and again, "Unexpectedly, I am nearly ninety years old, and I met you two friends with unusual backgrounds. If you had said these words in the early years, the old man would have regarded you as liars. But now that the old man understands the way of swordsmanship and understands life and death, he feels the wonder of time more and more. Perhaps someone who has cultivated to the extreme can be like the legendary fairy who gave up his body eternal life?"

Dugu Qiubai changed the topic, looked at the two of them and said, "A hundred years later, the Jianghu will still be like it is now. There will be endless fighting and killing. The general trend of the world is probably that the Song Kingdom is getting weaker and weaker?"

Hua Zhuyue rolled her big black eyes, and said with a smile: "Senior is actually curious about things outside. We can tell you."

Yuan Suiyun smiled, and told the right and wrong of Murong Bo, Xiao Yuanshan, Xuanci and others who have been entangled with each other for 30 years, and then said: "Senior lived in the mountains and forests for more than [-] years. You should have heard of Gusu Yanziwu back then. Those who participated in the name of Hezhuang, now the Murong family is thinking about the restoration of the country, I really don't know if it is persistent or ridiculous."

After hearing this, Dugu Qiubai said harshly: "Of course it's ridiculous. More than 30 years ago, Murong Bo's father, Murong Zhen, was the head of the Murong family. You can tell from the names of the Murong family's descendants. They are also stupid. Fighting and killing in the rivers and lakes and want to restore the country?"

Hua Zhuyue nodded and said: "Who says it's not? Even if the son of the Zhao family is so weak that he can only write poems and paintings, it's not up to his Murong family to be the master of the world. What the old man just said about the general trend of the world is absolutely right After more than a hundred years, Liao and Jin succeeded each other in the north, and then the Mongols rose up. Before we came here, there was only a corner of the south of the Yangtze River left in the Song Dynasty!"

Dugu Qiubai sighed and said: "Zhao Guan's family is not as good as the previous generation." Then he asked curiously, "After a hundred or ten years, this mountain forest is no longer in the territory of Song Dynasty. How did you come here?"

Yuan Suiyun told about Yang Guo's deeds that he had heard from Zhang Sanfeng, "Senior probably didn't expect that the heavy sword would appear in the rivers and lakes again, and was later melted and recast into a knife and a sword." With a sword in hand, it once again set off a storm in the rivers and lakes."

Dugu Qiubai listened to the story of Yang Guo and the dragon sword and Yitian sword as if he was listening to other people's stories. He looked at Yuan Suiyun curiously and said, "I don't know what trouble you caused in the rivers and lakes? Anonymous, right?"

Yuan Suiyun nodded and sighed: "This junior has no ambitions, and his martial arts are just like this. What kind of fame can he achieve? If the senior can take this junior as an apprentice based on the fate that has been repeated several times, after we go back, Naturally, it will become famous."

"The young man's tongue is also sharp! That's right, the old man is a rotten tree. Apart from never seeking a single defeat, the only regret is that the old man's life-long martial arts can't be passed on. You really talked about the old man's mind, you boy. Just Since 50 years ago, the old man has never accepted apprentices. No matter how much you talk to the little girl, it is useless."

Hua Zhuyue pouted and said unhappily: "We've been talking for so long, seniors are just listening to stories for nothing! Although you swore not to accept apprentices, this oath is meant to be broken. Besides, you really don't accept apprentices. , doesn’t that mean that we can’t teach us martial arts. It’s good for seniors to give us some pointers, otherwise you’re too stingy!”

Dugu Qiubai pondered for a moment, then Fang smiled helplessly: "The little girl really knows how to think. Well, the old man's time is running out, it's God's will to give you some advice!"

Hua Zhuyue smiled happily when she heard the words, and hurriedly saluted Yuan Suiyun to thank Dugu Qiubai.The two of them didn't know that the reason why Dugu Qiubai agreed to guide them for a while was because he didn't have much time.

After 49 days, Dugu Qiubai closed his eyes, and Yuan Suiyun and Hua Zhuyue sent him away, so he didn't have to lie down in the hole dug earlier without closing his eyes.

"Suiyun, you are extremely talented, and your achievements in the future will definitely be far superior to mine, but don't learn from me in other aspects. The six relatives will be alone all their lives... I just didn't expect that when I die, you will send me off. That's enough. You two, have a good time..." Dugu Qiubai ended with a smile on his face.

But even if he passed away at the end of his life, Hua Zhuyue and Yuan Suiyun felt extremely uncomfortable, but it was Da Diao who felt the most uncomfortable.It nestled in front of Dugu Qiubai's stone tomb for three whole days, screaming unceasingly.

"Zhuyue, we should go." Yuan Suiyun knew that Hua Zhuyue was very sad, but life is full of parting, no matter how reluctant you are, you have to walk your own path.

"I'm going to say goodbye to Diao'er." Hua Zhuyue looked at the big Diao who was still immersed in sadness, stepped forward, reached out and hugged Diao'er's head and stroked, "Diao'er, I and Diao'er Suiyun is leaving, you better be here alone."

Yuan Suiyun's expression suddenly changed, "Zhuyue!" He stretched out his hand to grab Hua Zhuyue, who was crouching on the big eagle's body and gradually faded, and he himself disappeared, leaving only the big eagle's long mournful cry.

Jiangnan, Hangzhou, Baihualou.

It's March in Yangchun at this time, and Baihualou is just like its name, surrounded by flowers, making people linger.But no matter how much he lingered, no matter how much he admired, no one broke into the small building, just because it was a small building exclusively for the seventh son of the Hua family, Hua Manlou.

Huamanlou was caressing delicate flowers with his pair of white and slender hands, even if they were stained with dirt, the charm of those hands would not be damaged in the slightest.It was as if what he caressed was not flowers, but the soft skin of a young girl.

The handsome and gentle young man among the flowers is undoubtedly attractive. If he has a lot of money and superb martial arts, it will naturally make countless girls obsessed.In those eyes of admiration and admiration, Huamanlou seemed to be unaware of it, playing with his flowers and plants with a smile on his face.

It wasn't until after watering the last iris that he turned his head and "looked" at the young man standing in front of the door all morning, "Master, do you want to go to Hua's small building for a glass of water?"

Yuan Suiyun saw that Huamanlou and Zhuyue had [-]% similar appearances, nodded and said, "Thank you very much." Then he followed Huamanlou into Baihualou, watched him stepping up the stairs like ordinary people, and stood up. Tea is poured.

"This is this year's Longjing, my lord, try it." Hua Manlou said warmly, but in his heart he was wondering what the boy who stood in front of Baihualou for half a day would say.

"Thank you very much." Yuan Suiyun was indeed a little thirsty. After taking a sip of tea soup from his tea cup, he said, "Seventh Young Master's appearance is very similar to mine, a very good friend." He wanted to say about his fiancée, but Thinking that the person in front of him was Zhuyue's Seventh Brother, he changed it into a word.

Hua Manlou was startled, and then asked, "Is your friend a man or a woman?"

Yuan Suiyun said: "Naturally she is a woman. Her surname is Hua, and her name is Zhuyue. Does the Seventh Young Master still remember her?"

"Shut up—" The teacup in Hua Manlou's hand fell to the floor and made a screeching sound, and he lost his composure and composure as before. He stood up and said, "Zhuyue, Huazhuyue? Is she 15 years old this year? Birthday on September [-]th of Ding You Year??

"Yes, she told me that she has seven elder brothers. To save trouble, her father happened to read "Xianyang City East Tower" written by Xu Hun, a late Tang poet. When the sun sinks into the pavilion, the mountain rain is about to come and the wind fills the building. So the eldest brother of the Hua family is named Gaocheng, the second brother Hua is named Tingzhou, the third brother Hua is named Xiyun, and the seventh brother Hua is named Manlou."

While talking, Yuan Suiyun secretly scolded that God likes to joke, he came to Zhuyue's house, but Zhuyue didn't know where he went.

When Hua Manlou heard this, she had been disappointed again and again over the years, and hope was rekindled in her heart-there was news of her sister every month.