The Seven Heroes and Five Righteousness of Crossing

Zhihua heard the sound, threw his bow and arrow, and ran down the mountain. Jiang Ping took off the fish skin bag on his chest, threw the bone jar at him and said, "Catch it!" After saying that, he slipped along the rope Entering the river, diving into the bottom of the water, searching for traces of Ding Zhaohui.

Ai Hu let out a "wow", crying and threw himself into Zhihua's arms: "Master! My brother-in-law, Uncle Ding... the arrow fell down! What can I do..."

Zhan Zhao took the jar of bone remains from Zhi Hua, and said seriously, "Your Uncle Ding is an auspicious person, so nothing will happen to you."

Zhihua stared at the surface of the river, Jiang Ping had been out of the water and back into the water several times, a little ominous feeling vaguely appeared in his heart, he couldn't help but shuddered from the shock of his own thoughts, patted Ai Hu's head hard, and murmured: "You show up Uncle is right, the second brother is auspicious, so he will be fine."

Jiang Ping was in the waters near the place where Ding Er fell. He searched until he was completely exhausted, but he never found his trace. He crouched dejectedly behind a rock and quietly wiped his tears.

Ai Hu crouched on the edge of the cliff and shouted: "Uncle Jiang, did you find it?"

Jiang Ping red eyes, slowly shook his head.

When Ai Hu heard this, he curled his lips and wanted to cry again, but Zhihua covered his mouth and nose and pushed him aside.

Zhan Zhao put down his Ruyi sash, leaned forward and said, "Fourth Brother Jiang, come up and talk."

Jiang Ping grasped the rope as he said, and Zhan Zhao lifted it with all his strength, and climbed to the top of the cliff. Everyone looked at each other, feeling frustrated.Zhihua and Jiang Ping were so serious that they hugged each other and cried without saying a word.Zhan Zhao persuaded with tears in his eyes, and the group suppressed their grief, and went down the mountain with the bones to the yamen of the court.

But Yuan Cuixiao has been worried since Xia Chan left the house yesterday.For a while, I worry about whether Xia Chan will arrive safely at the Yamen of the court;She leaned against the porch, holding "Miss Meow" in her arms, and kept sighing: When will you remember to take me back to Mohua Village... Unknowingly, she sat from the afternoon to the sunset.Chunliu didn't know what she was busy with, she didn't even see anyone in the whole afternoon, there was only one person and one cat left in the huge garden, the emptiness made her feel flustered inexplicably.

"Meow——" "Miss Meow" suddenly jumped out of her arms, and quickly ran towards the courtyard.Yuan Cuixiao looked up, and under the hanging flower door, the petite Chun Liu was walking slowly towards the corridor carrying a huge package.Feeling very puzzled in her heart, Chunliu passed by her side and said expressionlessly: "Little lady, come with me."

Yuan Cuixiao held back her temper and followed her, stepped into her own room, saw Chunliu put the bundle on the table, turned back and closed the door.

"You... what are you going to do?" Chunliu behaved differently, Yuan Cuixiao couldn't help feeling a little nervous.

Chunliu approached and said, "I'm here to tell the young lady something."

Yuan Cuixiao's heart skipped a beat, and said awkwardly, "Say it."

Chunliu stared at her and said: "A few days ago, Mr. Ding, whom my lady confessed to, is now seriously injured, and is currently being imprisoned in the underground prison in the Snow Building in the middle hall."

Yuan Cuixiao felt as if her heart had been hit hard, she folded her hands and covered her mouth and nose tightly, so she didn't cry out, she was stunned for a while, tightened Chunliu's arm, and said in a trembling voice: "Who are you? Why did you tell me this?"

"Let me tell you a story." Chunliu drooped her eyes, and led her to the table to sit down, "Eighteen years ago, a baby girl under the age of one was abandoned at the foot of Qingcheng Mountain. Immortal Master Guang Yuanzi passed by, rescued her, and took her as a closed disciple, and brought her to Jianfu Palace to raise her. Although she was not loved by her parents since she was a child, her master and several senior brothers and sisters treated her very well, especially her third senior brother. In spring, I would carry my junior sister up to the mountains to pick wild fruits; in summer, I would take her to Cuiying Lake to catch fish; After a snowfall, a big snowman will be built in front of Junior Sister’s house.”

Yuan Cuixiao couldn't help sighing, "Third Senior Brother is so kind..."

"Yes, the third senior brother is really kind." Chunliu's eyes flickered, and she continued in a diffuse voice, "When she was 11 years old, Nan Qingcheng suddenly (shocked) changed. The second senior sister got married, but the third senior brother was kicked out of Qingcheng Mountain because of committing the crime of adultery and humiliating the sect."

Yuan Cuixiao suddenly recalled that she had also heard about this at the foot of Baicao Cliff that day, and couldn't help exclaiming: "The third brother is...it's him!" He hurriedly grabbed Chunliu, and said repeatedly, "It's not like that The third senior brother was wronged! It was the fault of the senior senior brother and the second senior sister! One of them wanted to be the master, and the other wanted to be the wife of the master. The woman in question did not expose this matter!"

Chunliu glanced at her, with a grateful look on her face, and said softly: "Little junior sister also firmly believes that the third senior brother is innocent, but no one speaks lightly and can't do anything for him. He can only let him wander in the rivers and lakes, whereabouts wandering. Until two years ago , She inquired many ways, and finally learned that her senior brother had joined the King of Xiangyang, so she bid farewell to her family and went down the mountain, willing to enter the county palace as a slave and handmaiden, just to be able to accompany senior brother forever from now on."

"So you are... but Hua Chong! Brother Hua, he... already, already..." Yuan Cuixiao was astonished at her infatuation with Hua Chong, and thinking of the two of them, as if they were separated forever, felt sad and choked up Hard to say.

Chunliu nodded slightly, and said calmly, "I know he's gone. Before the Mid-Autumn Festival, I didn't go back to Hanjiang to visit relatives, but went to Baigangchuan. I met Lu Cun, the 'nine-fingered doctor'. Tell me. I also went to Wufengkou, found the grave you set up for him, and placed the best wine and the most beautiful flowers for him."

Yuan Cuixiao finally couldn't help crying out loud: "I'm the one who got him involved!"

With tears in Chunliu's eyes, she said with a slight smile, "Young lady, you don't have to blame yourself. Back then on Mount Qingcheng, Brother Hua used to say that he wanted to be a chivalrous hero before he entered the world. Big brother Yelu made him perfect. I think senior brother will have no regrets under the nine springs."

When Yuan Cuixiao heard this, she was very moved, she got up and hugged Chunliu, crying until she couldn't make a sound.

Chunliu held her face in her hands, took out her handkerchief, gently wiped her tears away, and solemnly said: "If you fulfill my elder brother, you will fulfill me. If you reciprocate, I will fulfill you again tonight."

Yuan Cuixiao didn't understand what it meant, stopped crying and said, "How do you say that?"

Chunliu held her hands, shook them vigorously, and said, "I'll take you to the Snow Tower, and save her from prison!"

"Really, really?!" Yuan Cuixiao couldn't believe her ears, and stammered, "Thank you..."

Chunliu interrupted her and said: "You don't need to thank me in a hurry. Although I am proficient in martial arts, I don't know water skills. I have heard Xia Chan mention that the little lady is quite good at water. She needs to save people in the water prison by herself." Go into battle." As he spoke, his eyes seemed to look into her heart, "Life and death are at stake, are you afraid?"

Yuan Cuixiao replied sincerely: "It would be a lie to say that I am not afraid. But as long as I can save him, let alone water prisons, mountains of swords and seas of fire, I will let you go."

"Okay!" Chunliu nodded approvingly, "Let's go up to Tingxue Building together later, and the guards will be handed over to me. You wait for the opportunity to dive into the water and bring Mr. Ding out." For the package, I picked up a water mattress and handed it to Yuan Cuixiao, while I took my night clothes and changed into it.After a while, the two of them packed up, Chunliu took out a small box from his arms, handed it to her and said, "Young Master Ding was hit by 'Xiao Wenhuang' Xu Chang's poisonous arrow, this is the antidote I stole, you see Follow him, feed the antidote first."

"En." Yuan Cuixiao took it and put it carefully into the underwear.

Chunliu took out a pair of embroidered knives from her bag, stuck them behind her back, pulled Yuan Cuixiao up and said, "Let's go!"

The Snow Building is a courtyard located at the northernmost end of the central hall. The east and west sides are covered by high platforms, and the light is much less than other places. When it snows in winter, this is always the palace. The snow accumulates the thickest and melts the latest. The place where it is located, hence the name Jixuelou.According to local conditions, Zhao Jue dug a secret passage downstairs and poured water into the pool, turning it into a unique cold water prison.

Earlier, Ding Zhaohui was protecting Bai Yutang, who was actually the bones of Shen Zhongyuan. Xu Chang, the "little plague" who was ambushing under the cliff, shot an arrow on his left shoulder and fell into the river, and was then quietly fished away by him. Take it back to the county king's mansion to ask for credit.It's a pity that Jiang Ping was only one step too late. He couldn't find him in the river. He thought he was killed. Fang is even more desperate to commit suicide.

In the vast cold night, Yuan Cuixiao followed closely behind Chunliu, and after a while, there was a drizzle in the sky, which gradually wetted the face towel and stuck it to her cheeks icily, with bursts of heart-piercing coldness.She ran desperately, the bitter cold wind poured into her lungs, and every time she gasped, her throat hurt like a sharp knife.A voice echoed in my mind repeatedly: Come back to Mohua Village with me... Yuan Cuixiao wiped the rainwater between her brows and eyes, and shook her head: Brat...wait for me!