Xie Yun smiled and said, "I'm just a passing messenger. Kindness or old hatred, I don't know, but if Mr. Zhou doesn't want to see me, he doesn't have to show up, right?"
Zhou Yitang glanced at him and suddenly asked, "What if I didn't hear it at all?"
"That's okay," Xie Yunxin replied broadly, "The person who can't hear my flute is not the person I'm looking for. Zhongling in the middle of Shu is beautiful, and the scenery is excellent. You can feast your eyes on this journey. Fake it."
After that, he rolled his eyes, stabbed Zhou Yitang in a gentle manner, and said with a smile, "The trouble of Kunpeng shoal, the pain of Canglong's broken corner, I can't understand the river crucian carp, so sir, you don't have to talk to Xia Zongyubing."
Zhou Yitang didn't know him in general. There was a deep wrinkle between his brows, and when he laughed, he always seemed a little worried. Zhou Yitang gave Xie Yun a deep look and said, "Little brother, you are very good at talking."
"Ashamed," Xie Yun said with a blushing face and a heartbeat, "Junior's kind of stuff that doesn't need to be scrapped is already very good, so there are only two uses left to run fast and have a long tongue."
Zhou Yitang's gaze turned to Li Jinrong, the two of them were separated by a few steps, but suddenly there was a sense of silence.
Zhou Yitang said in a low voice, "A Fei, take the token off the tree for Dad."
Zhou Fei didn't know why, so she looked back at Li Jinrong.
She had never seen such an expression on Li Jinrong's face before, and she couldn't be said to be sad. Compared with the rage when she was caught just now, Li Jinrong had calmed down, but her shoulders were slightly slumped forward, and there was not much left of her domineering armor. Almost to reveal the mortal appearance.
Li Jinrong said hoarsely, "Didn't you say that the kindness has already been paid? Since the kindness and grievance have already ended..."
"Jin Rong," Zhou Yitang interrupted her gently, "he is alive, we both have grievances and grievances, I avoided Shuzhong, and I can't see him in Huangquan. Now that he is gone, life and death are separated. It's over, do you understand?"
Li Jinrong's expression changed suddenly - he knew!
Zhou Yitang knew that Liang Shao was dead, so what about the foreign ups and downs... that she had worked so hard to suppress
Did he also keep silent
Li Jinrong was not her ignorant little daughter, she only understood the clever words of Xie Yun and Zhou Yitang just now with just a few words.
"The person who can't hear my flute is not the person I'm looking for"—she should have understood earlier, how could a person like Zhou Yitang be willing to stay in one corner and "close his eyes and listen" for more than ten years
Li Jinrong was stunned for a long time, and then she raised her head slightly. With this movement, she opened her shoulders again, as if she had put on an iron shoulder pad. After a while, she let out a light breath.
Zhou Fei saw her blink a few times quickly, then lowered her eyes and said to herself, "Give it to your father."
The old token felt very rough, Zhou Fei casually touched it, and found the traces left by several kinds of weapons, which made the original gorgeous and simple seal carving on it revealed a dignified chill.
"When my late father was alive, even if he set up a flag and became a bandit and smeared his reputation, he would keep the last place for the poor people in the world to live in the Forty-eight Villages." Li Jinrong said sternly, "We don't rely on the north and the south, and we use a hundred thousand mountains as the wall. The water of the Mojiang River is washed as a barrier, and those who come in will be executed. The ancestors did not dare to disobey, so outside the forty-eight villages, we have no friends or reasons, no alliances, no parties, even if you are the same.”
Zhou Yitang's expression remained unchanged: "I understand."
Li Jinrong folded his hands into his long sleeves: "If you leave, you will have nothing to do with Forty-Eight Villages from now on."
Zhou Fei suddenly turned her head and opened her eyes.
"I won't send someone to escort you," Li Jinrong said with an expressionless face. "It's a long way to go to Jinling, and the world is not peaceful. You can stay for a while, fix a book, and ask them to pick you up."
After she finished speaking, she ignored Xie Yun who had been shouting and killing just now, and the stunned disciples. She even forgot to break Zhou Fei's legs and turned away.
Zhou Yitang's eyes chased her all the way. After a while, he waved his hand and whispered, "It's all gone—Sheng'er."
Li Sheng walked out from behind him silently: "Uncle."
He thought that he was a little smarter than Zhou Fei, and he thought in advance that Zhou Yitang was probably not at his usual residence, so after sneaking out of his house, he went all over the mountains to look for it. According to Li Sheng's own analysis, Zhou Yitang was not in good health, and was afraid of cold, heat, and humidity. Li Jinrong took care of him as meticulously as usual, and the place arranged for him must not be shaded, not close to the water, not sheltered from the wind, and the road must not be difficult to walk. As a result, he very meticulously followed his own inferences around the Forty-Eight Villages, but he didn't even find Zhou Yitang's shadow.
Unexpectedly, he finally returned without success, but he met Zhou Yitang not far from his small courtyard, standing against an old tree, listening to a flute not far away.
Li Sheng came with him, and naturally saw the scene where Zhou Fei picked the four brothers in the village with a sword. He didn't know what it was like, so he didn't look at Zhou Fei, and poked in front of Zhou Yitang. .
Zhou Yitang said: "Go and ask the boss for a token, just say what I want, this little brother is my guest, please let her go."
Li Sheng didn't dare to delay, turned around and left.
"Thank you, Mr. Zhou." Xie Yun said with a wide-eyed smile, "When this uninvited guest comes, I drill a hole over the wall, and when I leave, I can finally see where the gate of Forty-Eight Village is open."
"Your surname is Xie," Zhou Yitang said, "does it have anything to do with Xie Xiang?"
"Yes, I can't write two thanks in one stroke," Xie Yun said solemnly, "I was a family with his old man 800 years ago, and the ancestral graves of our hometown are side by side. But after 800 years, he will be at the height of the temple, and I will be in the rivers and lakes. So far, we both complement each other, and it can be regarded as the best friend of eight worship."
Zhou Yitang saw that his mouth was full of galloping horses, and he didn't say a word, so he didn't ask any questions at all, cupped his hands at him, greeted Zhou Fei, and walked away slowly.
After that day, Zhou Fei never saw Xie Gongzi again. It was said that she had already left the mountain and took a letter for Zhou Yitang.
More than a month after Xie Yun left, someone knocked on the mountain gate very formally and asked to see Li Jinrong, the head of the forty-eight villages, but Li Jinrong did not show up, and only ordered someone to open the door and let Zhou Yitang leave.
On that day, the verdant green of the mountains in the forty-eight villages was about to fall, the blue waves were like the sea, the breeze swept through, and the rustling sounded.
Zhou Yitang slowly walked down the mountain alone, and the guards on both sides received orders early to open the doors to make way. He glanced back on the way back and forth, but he didn't see the person he wanted to see, and the corner of his mouth moved slightly, as if he was laughing at himself. At this moment, someone shouted: "Wait!"
Zhou Fei chased after the forty-eight villages without touching the ground: "Father!"
Master Li said that he would not stop Zhou Yitang, but he did not say that he would not stop Zhou Fei, who had no tokens. Several sentries in front of the mountain gate said in unison, "Sister, stop."
Zhou Fei didn't listen to that trick. She found a similar narrow-backed sword from somewhere, and threw the iron scabbard from a few feet away. The spear shot and cut her at the same time. Zhou Fei bowed her waist, and with a long knife on her back, bounced the two swords away, and forced her way through. Seven or eight gatekeepers suddenly fell between the mountain gates, and they surrounded her.
Zhou Yitang looked helpless: "Zhou Fei, don't be ridiculous, go back to me!"
Zhou Fei only felt that the many swords pressing on her head were like a five-element mountain that couldn't be broken away or thrown away. She struggled to the extreme with her hands, and her joints turned iron blue. She gritted her teeth and said, "I don't!"
Zhou Yitang: "A Fei..."
Zhou Fei: "She won't let others send you, I will send you, the big deal is that I won't come back!"
Zhou Yitang paused and looked back. Among the people who came to pick him up, the first one was a man of thirty-five or six, dressed in black armor, with a lean and neat figure. Seeing Zhou Yitang's eyes swept over, the man in black armor immediately He stepped forward and said, "The last general, Wen Yu, was ordered to escort the gentleman to Jinling. What are your orders?"
"It turned out to be General 'Feiqing', fortunately." Zhou Yitang pointed to Zhou Fei's sturdy scabbard and said, "This child spoiled me and twisted it so hard that it made the general laugh. It's broken, can you ask the general to help?"
Wen Yu smiled and said, "Mr. Zhou is very polite."
After he finished speaking, he didn't step forward. He waved his hand across the distance and hit Zhou Fei's scabbard with a strong force. The scabbard fell in response. The iron door let out a piercing screeching sound and closed with a bang.
Zhou Fei was firmly held in place by seven or eight guards, she raised her head in anger and stared at Wen Yu fiercely.
The man in black armor touched his nose embarrassedly: "Young Ai is going to hate me."
"She's still young and ignorant." Zhou Yitang shook her head and bent over to pick up the iron scabbard. It was first caught by the iron gate and then bounced by Wen Yu, and there were two more depressions on it. Zhou Yitang asked Zhou Fei said, "This knife is average. In the future, Dad will find a good one for you."
Zhou Fei didn't say a word, and vigorously pushed up the swords that were pressing against her. She clearly reached her head in one breath, and a stinging pain in her chest was still unwilling to retreat half an inch.
"I remember I told you that you can't have both." Zhou Yitang looked at her and said.
Zhou Fei didn't want to hear him talk nonsense like "giving up life for justice", she turned a deaf ear and avoided his sight, the long knife in her hand trembled non-stop, made a "giggle" sound, and then suddenly broke again without warning, bursting out. The broken knife slammed into the ground, and the guard pressed the back of the knife against her shoulders.
"I didn't mean to tell you 'to sacrifice one's life for justice'," Zhou Yitang said quietly to her through an iron gate, "A Fei, 'choice' does not depend on what you value or not, because it is inherently strong. The way of the master is either Wencheng or martial arts, otherwise you are an ant, and you can only go with the flow and go with the flow in your life. What are you talking about? Isn’t it ridiculous? For example, today, you say ‘the big deal is not coming back’, but you are not at all If you can't get out of this door, do you want to stay or come with me, is it up to you?"
Wen Yu listened to Zhou Yitang and the girl talking softly, and thought he was trying to persuade him. Who knew he would say such ruthless remarks, not to mention the little girl, even he was scratched when he heard it. face pain.
Zhou Fei was stunned, her eyes turned red, and she stared blankly at Zhou Yitang.
"Grow up well. Landscapes meet, landscapes are immortal, it just depends on when you can come and go freely." Zhou Yitang said, "A Fei, father is gone, goodbye."
Volume Two