The past lingers in my heart, and I can't let go of it in a few words. Luo Yin is not someone who can't be picked up and let go, but few people can understand the matter of life and death, not to mention responsibility, morality and unspeakable feelings.
The old man is very far away, but the past is not like a dream or smoke, it can disperse like morning fog after dawn, and what happened cannot be changed.
People have returned to his side, but the pain that once broke their hearts, the regret that they used to regret, are all the marks left by the years, just like the scars on the body, silent, but silently showing their existence.
Ye Ziyun smiled slightly, tilted the teacup in his hand slightly, the tea in the cup overflowed a little, dipped his finger in the water, and wrote two lines on the table one stroke at a time: Those who have gone are gone, those who come can be chased.
He has learned good handwriting since he was a child, which is vigorous, vigorous and upright. However, after waking up this time, when he occasionally writes with a pen, he feels that his wrist strength is a little weak. The few words he did have the character of the year.
Everyone in Jianghu knew that Luo Yin was calm and said little. He was looking at the handwriting on the table at the moment, and before he could speak, he felt his throat choked up.
He was silent for a long time, and finally asked: "Can you blame me?" He decided his fate without asking his wishes.
Ye Ziyun stared at him and said, "I don't want your painstaking efforts to be in vain, and I will cherish them for the rest of my life."
No one can know how long the rest of his life will be, just like whether he is alive or dead now, no one can tell clearly. But you can still stand in the world calmly, by the side of your lifelong best friend, without fear of the road ahead, without asking about the outcome.
Luo Yin still remembers what Taoist Yunyou said back then, "You need to think twice before gaining or losing." He insisted on going his own way that day, but what kind of fate did he change? The Taoist left a message, saying that if you have any doubts, you can go to him in the future.
But the Taoist did not mention where to find him.
When Luo Yin was in Suzhou City, when he thought of this matter, he also asked someone to inquire about it. But most of the men in the rivers and lakes don't believe the words of the priests and masters, and usually sneer at the tricks of the gods and ghosts, and they have no clue when they want to find someone.
Later, I met a businessman from other places and told me that a Taoist once exorcised evil spirits for the people in their village. After asking about his appearance and demeanor, and then calculating the itinerary, there is a certain possibility that he is the Taoist he is looking for. When asked about his whereabouts, the merchant couldn't tell, only that he went to the north that day.
They went to Jiangning Mansion to find a boat to cross the river, and after entering the city, they found a teahouse to sit in. In the afternoon, it was the time when they were most likely to be sleepy. After Dr. Tea slowly delivered a pot of tea, they curled up in a corner and took a nap. .
After Luo Yin drank a cup of tea, she whispered something to Ye Ziyun, got up and walked out. At this moment, a group of young men and women with swords suddenly poured in, and the small teahouse was crowded at once.
They didn't care who the black-clothed swordsman who was passing by was, they just greeted each other and sat down. The tea doctor who had been dozing off before came to his senses, busy making tea and serving them, and listened to their chatter. He was talking about "Suzhou" and "Yishuimeng". He also heard the Jianghu people who passed by a few days ago discuss this matter, and he thought it was a major event in the Jianghu recently.
It was the twelfth day, and the posts sent by Yishuimeng to the major sects stated the date of the moon appreciation on August 15th, but there are still many sects in the world who did not receive the hero posts but wanted to join in the fun, and some got The news is a little late, so I'm still dawdling on the road.
This group of young disciples seem to have little experience in the world, and they can't hide their excitement when they talk about what they have seen and heard along the way. At this time, apart from them in the teahouse, there is only a young man in white who is drinking tea with his head bowed. voice discussion.
After hearing a few words, Ye Ziyun understood that they were disciples of Shanxi Jade Sword Sect. There were seven men and one woman in the group, the oldest among the male disciples was only in his twenties, and the girl who accompanied him was about seventeen or eighteen years old. All the brothers and sisters were very attentive to this junior sister Lan.
The girl surnamed Lan looked indifferent and self-confident, and she did not pretend to speak to her seniors, but when she saw the young man sitting alone drinking tea, a touch of crimson color appeared on her pale and beautiful face, and she lowered her head slightly. .
"It is said that Yi Shuimeng spreads the hero posts widely, in order to fight for the position of the leader in the arena in front of the heroes of the world."
"Second Senior Brother, you are well-informed, do you know who has the highest martial arts in the Yishui League?"
"Junior Brother Qian, you've stumped me, our Jade Sword Sect has never had any contact with them, and even the master has never seen those hall masters and the two deputy alliance masters fight with their own eyes, how can we tell their martial arts level? "
A person next to him interjected: "Second Senior Brother's remark is wrong. Although I haven't seen it with my own eyes, I also heard that the martial arts of Jin and Shen were taught by the late President Ye. It’s about being above everyone else.”
The second senior brother's face was a bit ugly, "Third senior brother, you have little experience in the world, and you don't understand the truth that rumors cannot be trusted. Regardless of other things, that hall master Shen is a female class, how can he be on the same level as the rest of you?" Higher?"
He intends to teach this junior who refuted his face, but he forgot that there is also a "female person" present. Normally, his junior sister Lan would definitely be displeased, but she is out of her mind at the moment, and she can't help it. Looking secretly at Ye Ziyun, he didn't even hear the discussions of the senior brothers beside him.
But there was someone on the side who felt wronged for her, and retorted: "Who says women can't be strong in martial arts, and the master often praises Junior Sister Lan for her extraordinary talent." It was exactly the same, except that the coldness was missing. After saying this, he couldn't help looking at Junior Sister Lan, but he didn't see any reaction from her, and couldn't help feeling disappointed.
The second senior brother didn't know whether he consciously made a slip of the tongue, didn't want to annoy his junior sister again, or was a bit jealous of this junior brother, so he laughed and hurriedly passed the conversation.
The third senior brother smiled at the young man, "As for the talent for swordsmanship, Junior Brother Lu is naturally the highest. Given time, maybe he can compete with Luo Yin." This Junior Brother Lu usually thinks highly of himself, but Luo Yin heard name, still couldn't help but his eyes lit up.
They never thought that the young man in black who just passed by was the legendary swordsman. As for Ye Ziyun, after his fight with Mu Chengfeng, he seldom showed up in the arena and concentrated on handling affairs in the Yishui League. Even after taking over as the leader of the martial arts alliance, he usually lived in seclusion except for discussing matters with various sects. This did not cause his reputation to decline, but reached an unattainable height in the next three years. But in those few years, even many new disciples of Yishuimeng had never seen the leader's true face, let alone the younger generation of sects who had never had any contact with each other.
Suddenly someone said: "Didn't you hear someone say that when you entered the city, you met Master Shen of the Yishui League in Jiangning Mansion, if there is a martial arts competition for the leader, why is she not in a hurry to go back?"
The second senior brother sneered, before he could speak, another person interjected: "Just now the third senior brother mentioned Luo Daxia, and I heard that he is currently in the Yishui League, if he also competes in the ring, wouldn't it be sure that the leader of the alliance is guaranteed?"
The rest of the people said after hearing this: "Hero Luo is not from Yishuimeng, this is against the rules." "Those who want to come to Yishuimeng will not be convinced."
But Junior Brother Lu was a bit dissatisfied, and said: "What Brother Four said is very true, the Yishui League has a great reputation in the Jianghu, why bother to stick to the views of the sect, the position of leader should be for those who can."
The second senior brother chuckled, "Isn't that right, if our junior brother Lu can also appear on the stage, the position of leader is still within reach."
The sarcasm in his words was well understood by others, but that Junior Brother Lu couldn't hear it, and said proudly: "If you get this opportunity, Lu Ming will definitely compete with Luo Yin with the long sword in his hand."
Ye Ziyun couldn't help laughing when he heard this sentence. His smile fell into the eyes of the girl surnamed Lan, her heart was shocked, and she lost her soul in an instant.
After Lu Ming finished his bold words, he couldn't help but look at the girl again, but saw that his Junior Sister Lan never looked at him, and stared blankly at the strange young man who was sitting alone.
He followed Junior Sister Lan's gaze, and saw that person was drinking tea leisurely, but there was a smile on his lips. Feeling jealous for a while, with a livid face, he walked straight over.
He glared at Ye Ziyun, put his hand on the long sword and said, "Brother, are you laughing at me for not being able to control myself? Since that's the case, Lu Mou will ask you for some advice." Immediately, he couldn't help but say that the long sword was out of its sheath.
Ye Ziyun became famous all over the world at the age of seventeen. He has never been defeated in his life. When has he ever been afraid of being challenged by others
But now it is different from the past, the person's standing posture and the sword movement are full of flaws in his eyes, but if it is really a fight, the person can knock him down with a single punch.
His eyes fell on the long sword in front of him, and it could be seen that it was a good sword, which should be made by a famous swordsmith in the world.
He learned swordsmanship at the age of seven, and he has achieved success in six years. If there is no one who can match his swordsmanship attainments, Luo Yin is the only one who is comparable in Jianghu.
But now, he can't even hold a sword.
Swordsmanship cannot be achieved overnight, even if one is extremely talented, it still needs countless cold and heat, and countless repetitions of boring sword swinging movements. The bursting strength of every muscle, the cooperation of every breathing and exhalation, and the limit of the impact that the heart and blood can bear, all complement each other with the sword move.
Although his appearance is the same as before, the strength in his body has long since disappeared. There is no longer the body's memory of every movement when swinging the sword, and there is no half of true energy flowing in the meridians.
A man dressed in black appeared between the confronting two people. The young man who came back from the outside put down the burden in his hand, turned around, and said to Lu Ming with a cold expression:
"Want to compete with swords? Follow me out."
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