His father wandered in Jiangnan for a while, mainly to investigate the matter of Yaomoshan Village. The Qing style is unreliable, and he went down the mountain for a strong swim when he found half of it. These cultivators, when their cultivation base encounters a bottleneck, they have to travel for a while. The so-called view of the world can only be heard of the Dao, although the result is often a bad relationship, leaving a private child and a crying widow. Qing-style went out to sea to find immortals, and his father could only check it himself. But the monster moth disappeared without a trace, and there is no trace of it anymore.
Having stayed in Jiangnan long enough, his father decided to go north. When he was about to leave, the wolf king smelled his trace and ran to fight with him for three days and three nights, and finally was thrown into the forbidden area by his father.
"His grandmother, is it possible that in this world, only that stinky girl can defeat you?" the wolf king said angrily.
Qi Shenwei looked at it blankly.
"It's a pity that I heard that she is going to marry tomorrow, so I probably don't have time to take care of you." The wolf king hummed, "Xiao Niubi, come and fight me again in the future, I will defeat you sooner or later!"
The wolf king left, but his father was stunned. His father stayed by the Wujiang River all night, and Qi Yin also squatted beside this fool and blew the wind all night. The next day, his father put on the power fence and returned to Wujiang Town. The rich man really had money, so every household in the town hung red lanterns under the eaves. The water table has been placed on the street, and the people of the whole town come to eat. Cannons were fired at the door of Meng's house, and red paper was scattered all over the floor. His father was dressed in white, carrying a sword, and a white sarong covered his face, standing in the crowd of people. Everyone was huddled together, standing on tiptoe, watching the old rich man with his big belly and big red round neck and wide sleeves robe stretched like a drum face, stopped in front of Meng's house and dismounted.
Qi Yin thought his father was going to rob relatives, but Qi Shenwei didn't want to do that. The world is complicated, and Xianshan's children have always only intervened in the evil spirits, never in the disputes of mortals. He is a disciple of Wufang, and it is impossible for him to marry Afu, nor to save Afu from the sea of misery.
He just came back to have a look, read it, and left.
The door opened, and the woman stepped over the threshold and stood on the steps, staring at the people below. The black and shiny braids, the burgundy jacket and the skirt are as bright as a cluster of flames. If it wasn't for her not holding a sword in her hand, Qi Yin would almost think she was a goddess who came out of the war, fearless.
"Miss, why don't you wear auspicious clothes?" the old rich man asked.
"I told you earlier that I won't marry," Afu shrugged. "My father is the one who charged you. Let him marry you."
"Nonsense!" Her father drove out from the inside and apologized to Zhou Caizhu, "New Uncle, this child has always liked nonsense, please wait, wait."
"Wait!" Zhou Caizhu scolded, "Meng Afu, do you think it's up to you to come here today? If you don't obey, the uncle will have someone come to escort you to worship!"
"Wai Tang?" Afu sneered grimly, and from nowhere found an iron drill, twisted it in her hand, and the iron drill with a thick thumb made her twist it into a twist. She said, "My mother will screw you up first! Do you believe it?"
Qi Yin broke down in a cold sweat. He knew his mother was strong, but he didn't expect her to be so strong. Turning to look at his father, there was obvious shock in his eyes.
Zhou Caizhu pointed at her, "you you you you..."
"However," Afu threw the iron drill, "Murder is against the law, I can't kill you."
Zhou Caizhu nodded again and again, "Yes, yes, yes..."
"But you can't marry me, unless..." Afu said, "you are willing to marry a broken shoe."
"What do you mean?"
"The old lady has a concubine, and I give and receive it privately. I jumped over the wall in the middle of the night, and I was turned over by the waves. I have done everything." Afu looked at him provocatively. "Will you marry me?"
All of a sudden, like a boiling pot, it boiled all of a sudden. A woman who is disjointed is like a delicate flower that has been plucked. From now on, it is not a treasure, but dust and mud. Qi Shenwei never imagined that she would not hesitate to destroy her reputation in order not to marry. Everyone was shouting and scolding her, and the man who used to linger at her door also joined the crusade. She raised her chin and stood on the stone steps, like a stubborn stone, her eyes were stubborn and stoic.
"Concubine?" Zhou Caizhu sneered, "Since you dare to have an affair with you, why don't you dare to come out and meet? I'm afraid it's just that you're talking nonsense because you don't want to marry. It doesn't matter, let's go back today. Now? Afu, no matter how good you are, you can't beat me!" After speaking, his servants unloaded the sedan ropes and stood up.
Afu's face paled a bit, and her mother wiped tears behind her and persuaded her, "Afu, let's forget it."
"Tell me, who is your concubine?" Zhou Caizhu smiled, "Or, not at all?"
"it's me."
The cold and quiet voice sounded behind, and everyone turned their heads.
The man in white came out with his sword in his arms, walked down the steps step by step, and took off the white gauze fence, revealing his pale and indifferent face.
Qi Shenwei said, "It's me."
It was like a smashing thunder hit everyone's head, Afu was stunned, and the people of Wujiang Town were also stunned. Father Meng asked in shock, "Is it you who gave and received privately?"
"it's me."
"Is it you who jumped over the wall in the middle of the night?"
"it's me."
"Is it also you who was swept up in the red?"
Qi Shenwei was silent this time, but he only paused for a while before saying, "It's me."
"Qi Xianshi, what are you... You are a cultivator!" The head of the Meng family tapped on the crutches, grief-stricken.
There was an uproar, and the seats were shocked. Qi Shenwei reached out to Afu and asked lightly, "Are you going?" His tone was so normal, as if inviting her to take a walk by the green pond. But everyone knows that there is no turning back.
Afu was stunned for a long time, then suddenly came back to her senses, lifted her skirt, and ran towards him. Holding the two hands together, they both felt each other's temperature, as if their palms were being licked by flames, and their hearts were trembling in the cavity. But no one let go. Qi Shen held Afu slightly and stepped into the crowd like mountains and seas. The two men marched forward with difficulty, and gradually someone shouted loudly, and gradually someone threw rotten vegetables and rotten eggs.
"Dog Sword Immortal", "Prostitute Taoist"... The scolding came one after another, unbearable to the ears, the egg smashed on Qi Shenwei's face, the yellow and sticky egg liquid flowed along the angular cheeks, Qi Shenwei did not blink, step by step, took With Afu, leave here.
The woods in winter are bald, and the brown trunks have an indescribable awe. His father, a little bit of dirt on his body could kill him. His father took his mother to the edge of the pond, told her to turn her back and not turn back, then took off her clothes and went into the water to take a bath. The smell of rotten eggs and rotten vegetables all over his body, and his father's face is very bad.
"Qi Daochang," Afu said, covering her eyes, "you save me again, don't worry, I know that you are my concubine when you are in a hurry, I will not rely on you, let's part here!"
It was quiet for a long time, before a man's cold voice came, "Aren't you afraid, Miss Meng?"
"Why are you asking me this question again?" Afu said, "I'm afraid, of course I'm afraid."
"Then why are you still refusing to get married?"
Afu sighed and said, "You just saw that old man Zhou with a face full of flesh and a pig's head and a pig's face. Imagine, he took off your clothes with a lewd smile on his face, called your lady, you still want Share the bed with him, give him a baby... Forget it, you don't have to imagine him touching you, you just have to imagine being light and light by me, what do you think?"
Qi Shenwei: "..."
"If you don't do something, you will regret it in the future." Afu said.
There was silence again, Afu tried and shouted a few times, and Qi Shenwei finally replied, "Miss Meng, you said that I am your lucky star."
"Yeah, I said it."
"Well," Qi Shenwei said, "I am."
"Yes yes yes," Afu smiled, "you are my great benefactor!"
"Miss Meng, you said that you wanted to marry me to be the prince of Yazhai."
"Do you still remember this?" Afu smiled awkwardly, "I just thought about it that way. I still want to go to the sky and pick the moon."
"Well," Qi Shenwei's voice was calm and clear, "I'll marry."
Afu turned her head sharply, and through her fingers, she saw the naked man in the ice pond. He turned his back to her, his jet-black hair was draped behind his shoulders like splashing ink, and the jet-black hair on his snow-white shoulders was like a landscape painting drawn by a letter pen.
"Master Qi, you... are you kidding? Why..." Afu stammered.
Qi Shenwei turned his head back, and his indifferent eyes fell on Afu, "Because if you don't do something, you will regret it in the future. Also," he added at last, "Close your eyes, look back, and don't look at it."
Afu folded her fingers, "Qi Daochang, have you fallen in love with me a long time ago? I'm as beautiful as a flower, sinking fish and geese, making you fall in love?"
The man in the pond obviously choked and said, "No."
"That's because I have a good heart, know the book and be polite, and you are convinced by me."
"no."
"why?"
Qi Shenwei said gloomily, "Because I'm blind."
Afu: "..."
That day, the first snow fell in Jiangnan, and Qi Yin's parents got married. There was no singing, no gun battles, and no parents, relatives and friends. The two got married in the countryside of the Wujiang River, at the end of the small village, at the foot of the mountain covered with tallow trees, in the small wooden house left by his mother and grandfather. In the vast white world, the breath turns into ice. The firewood burned in the house, and the light and shadow swayed on the window paper. His mother drank too much, lying in his father's arms shaking her head and smiling.
"Lang Jun, Lang Jun, why are you so good-looking? I can't see enough of you little lady during the day, and I want to watch it at night. I can't see it with my eyes closed at night, so I have to watch it in my dreams!"
Qi Shenwei stretched out his hand and put down the carmine red home cloth curtain.
The shadows of the two were closed behind the curtain, and the man sighed in a low voice, as if he was holding back great joy.
He said softly: "I have no luck in my life, but luckily the skin is still good, and the lady likes it."
rogue. Qi Yin squatted in the corner, spat on his father, saw a gourd under the bed, and smeared honey on his mouth. rogue!
The people from Wujiang Town often come to them to make trouble, and the villagers in the same village don't like them very much. His father is afraid that he will not be here and his mother will be bullied, and he has never returned to the door to report the customs. His father's master died early, and it was the elder brother who pulled his father to grow up. They read the scriptures and practiced swords together, and they had a strong feeling. His father thought about it again and again, and wrote a long letter to show his affection. As the days passed, his father helped the village to resist the mountain demons, and gradually became less ostracized. His father followed his mother to learn to cook and wash clothes, and finally turned from a dog sword fairy who didn't know anything about Yu Jian to a hapless husband who cooked and burned the kitchen, washed clothes and washed holes.
"Master Qi," Afu knocked on the blackened boiler and said, "You are really a prodigal man."
Qi Shen put on his apron again with a cold face, "Try again!"
During the slack season, his father would push a two-wheeled car to go to the market. His mother would sit in the car and hum a song.
The wheels rumbled along with the singing, Qi Shenwei didn't know it at the time, and he would use the last remnant of his life to recall this scene. When he was lying in the closed wooden coffin, lying in the cold and dark underground palace, he remembered countless times the red skirt waving like a butterfly on this muddy path, the big braid tied with the red head rope and the small velvet flowers. Under the bright sky, she turned her face back, her pupils smiling like flowers.
"Master Qi, why are you walking so slowly!"
He didn't answer, just thought silently.
Because I'm looking at you, Afu.
The next winter, when his mother was in the ninth month of pregnancy, they went to the Nuwa Temple to ask for a name for the child. His father said that if the name is given to Empress Nuwa, she will bless him with health and longevity. The thousand words threw the word "dog" out, and his mother blinked her big eyes, "Is our child really going to call this shitty name?"
"..." His father was silent for a while, then said, "Be a nickname."
I don't know if there was fetal gas on the way, but as soon as I got back, his mother's stomach hurt unbearably. The doctor in the village came to see and said that the fetal position was not right, which was very dangerous. That was the first time that Qi Yin looked at his father and panicked. This man who was still in danger against the monster was so anxious that he was sweating coldly. The mortal medical skills are poor, his father went to Fenghuan to seek medical treatment, but it coincided with the death of Fenghuan's head, and he closed the mountain to refuse visitors. His father made a decisive decision and went to Wufang.
It snowed three feet thick that day, his senior brother was not seen behind closed doors, and his father could not afford to kneel on the snow steps. Qi Yin looked at his father Luo Manxue's eyebrows and felt a pain in his heart. He seemed to have guessed why his father could not go back in the end.
The stars hang high, and the sky and the earth are vast. The door finally opened, and Soap Boots stepped in front of his father. Qi Yin raised his head and saw Yuan Ji lowered his eyes, there was a deep pain in the bottom of his eyes. It turned out that his father's senior brother was Yuan Ji.
Qi Shen's anger was like a gossamer, and he said with difficulty: "Senior brother, save my wife and children."
"Yuanwei, I will save your wife and children, who will save your Dao?"
"My wife and children are my way."
"Save her, you can," Yuan Ji said, "but from now on, you are not my junior brother, let alone Wufang's disciple. Wufang taught you the skills of mind and swordsmanship, and the spiritual power you learned in Wufang, you need all of them. Give it back to Wufang. Can you bear the pain of scraping the bones and washing the marrow to dissipate your cultivation? Can you bear the pain of being a crippled person and being slaughtered by others?"
Qi Yin shook his head and said in panic, "Don't promise him, Dad!"
His father raised his eyes, his eyes firm, like frost and snow.
"Okay, I promise you."
In the cold stone room, the twelve elders of Wufang surrounded the sleepy people in the middle. Yuan Yin said worriedly: "Is it really good to do this?"
"This is for his own good." Yuan Ji said, looking at the rustling snow outside.
"That Yuanwei's wife..." Someone said hesitantly.
"With the medical skills of the world, the fetal position is not correct, and childbirth is difficult. It is not known whether she and the child will survive." Yuan Ji turned around and said, "I will give her a letter of divorce in Yuan Wei's handwriting. ."
Yuan Ji lied to his father, they did not take away his father's cultivation base and spiritual power, but sealed his memory. Yuan Ji said that he was deceived by a temptress and disturbed Fan's heart, but he finally changed his mind and returned to Wufang. His father admitted his mistake in front of the Wufang Hall, and sat quietly thinking about the cliff. Except for the matter of subduing demons and subduing demons, he did not take half a step out of the thinking cliff. Three years later, the elder Wufang Jianjian died of illness, and his father succeeded him as the new Jianjian elder.
His father was silent a lot, hardly speaking, no one knew what his father was thinking. Qi Yin watched him sit quietly on the Siguo Cliff, time was surging by his side, frost and snow fell on his shoulders, he was like a snow-covered rock, with no sorrow, no joy, no resentment.
Later, Yuan Ji brought a four-year-old child and asked him to accept him as his apprentice.
The boy stood upright in the snow, and his blue fists betrayed his nervousness. Qi Shenwei looked at him for a while, then suddenly said, "Senior brother, they said I also have a child, right?"
Yuan Ji was stunned.
"Is he still alive?"
"Yuanwei, what are you thinking?"
"Senior brother, I don't know why, I often feel that a piece of my heart is missing. I have a barrier," Qi Shen frowned slightly, looking at the vast sky, "I have a mental barrier."
His father asked to see his former wife and children, but Yuan Ji refused at first, but later agreed. They went to Jiangnan and arrived at a house. Yuan Ji let his father see the so-called "wife", a widow who was bought by Yuan Ji, leaning on the door and blowing his nails carelessly.
"Oh? Child?" She lifted her eyelids and said in a lazy voice, "Fell into the well and drowned. Who knows, it's gone without looking at it."
"Yuanwei, love is like an illusion, a big dream, can't you let it go?" Yuan Ji sighed, "You shoulder the path of my sect, and the most unbearable thing in this world is that you have nowhere to go."
His father said nothing, left the money, and turned away. That child became his father's only apprentice, and his father led him down the mountain to pay homage to Nuwa, and threw the horn with a thousand-syllable. Qi Yin sometimes felt that his father simply didn't want to choose his own name, so he thought of such a trouble-free way. The thousand-word cylinder shook for a long time and threw out the word "dog". The child was stunned for a moment, looking at his father very uneasy. His father was stunned for a long while holding the sign, his eyes filled with doubts. But his father finally remembered nothing and said to the child, "Re-throw."
Throwing the stick again, the bamboo stick fell to the ground with the word "Pivot" on the surface.
With Qi Lingshu, his father has a lot of popularity. Teach him swordsmanship in the morning, read the scriptures in the afternoon, and meditate in the evening. The child was stubborn, wet the bed, secretly hid the sheets under the cabinet, took it out to wash the next day, and then dried it with a water-proof formula. His father just pretended not to know, and went to sit on the Siguo Cliff, so that the little disciple would have time to wash the sheets. However, the little disciple was too young to wash cleanly, so at midnight, his father quietly got up and washed the sheets again. When Qi Lingshu was twelve years old, his father cast the Wenxue Sword for Qi Lingshu and handed it over to the child. Above the high rank, his father was in a high crown and white robe. His black hair was covered with snow and turned gray. The silent eyes finally had traces of the years.
In the blink of an eye, it was seven years. One day, the water ghosts in the Ying River were haunted. His father led the disciples to remove the demons. Breaking the waves forward, chasing the water ghost leader deep into the canyon. As if it was fate, the deep pool with green water, the green willow forest surrounded on all sides, the quiet sky and water, just like the clear pool that his parents first saw in Huizhou Prefecture.
Walking to the canyon, the lake is calm, and Qi Shen is suspended in the water, waiting quietly. Years of experience in slaying demons reminded him that the crisis is around, and there is something lurking in the dark water. This is the usual trick of the water ghost, hiding, then jumping out, gnawing at his throat with his sharp teeth when the prey is out of control. Sure enough, something broke through the waves on the bottom of the water, and Qi Shenwei remained motionless, waiting for the monster to appear on its own.
The water was turbulent, and a disheveled thing rushed out of the darkness, biting at him with ferocious fangs. Gui Mei screamed out of the scabbard, and the sword light illuminated the waters. At that moment, Qi Yin saw the water ghost's face, with almost transparent skin, all black eyes without whites, only those thin eyebrows, vaguely distinguishing the beauty of a distant mountain.
Qi Yin was stunned, it was his mother, Meng Furiang.
Gui Mei was stagnant for a moment, and the bright sword light lingered in the water. Qi Shenwei's eyes widened, something resuscitated in his eyes. In April, it rained endlessly on the Wujiang River. In winter, the villages and towns were covered in white snow. They peeled lotus pods on the edge of a green pond and pushed a two-wheeled car on a country road. The distant picture rustled like a crow feather, and he remembered it, all of it, the memory was like a ghost, after chasing him for eighteen years, and finally caught up with him at this moment. Afu slammed into his arms fiercely, gnashing his sharp teeth into his shoulder. The blood and rouge scattered like rouge, Qi Shen trembled slightly and hugged the woman who turned into a water ghost.
He stretched out his hand to comb her smoky black hair, strands after strands, tucked behind her ears. He has been away for eighteen years, and during such a long period of time, his wife has changed from a beautiful woman to a terrifying water ghost. But she is Afu, and she is the leader of the demons even if she becomes a demon.
Qi Shen's eyes were full of grief, and he was crying.
"Afu, I'm back." Qi Shen closed his eyes slightly and buried himself in the neck of the water ghost.
Even though they were far apart, Qi Yin could still feel the great sadness in him, like an icy tide spreading in the desolate waters.
Qi Yin noticed something and shouted in horror, "Don't!"
Gui Mei moved suddenly, and the frost-like cold sword swept through a stream of light, pierced the dark green water waves, and stabbed straight into Afu's back heart. That moment seemed to pass very slowly, Qi Yin watched as the sword light pierced his mother's chest and back, pierced through his father's back, and returned to mourn. A sharp cold light pierced into his heart and penetrated the bodies of the two of them.
Qi Yin was stunned, staying in the heart of the pool.
His father, the number one person in the world of kendo, has never been defeated in this life. His father was only defeated by one person, the woman as bright as the April sky, Meng Fu Niang.
The author says:
Who reads that the west wind is cool alone
Xiao Xiao Huang Ye closed the sparse window.
Meditate on the past and set the setting sun.
Don't be frightened by wine, fall asleep in spring,
Gambling books eliminate the fragrance of tea.
It was just normal at the time.
(Nalan Xingde)