That year, that cicada, that sword

Chapter 104

In the Gobi Desert outside the Great Wall, someone was walking alone. The young man was wearing a white linen jacket with a sword box on his back.

To the west of Shanzhou is Xiheyuan, which is bounded by the Qinghe River and faces the grassland far away. Emperor Taizu of Dazheng once established Xihe Prefecture here. The elders still used to call this place Xihe Prefecture.

Xiao Yu started from the grasslands, but his success was in the northwest. Xihe was originally the hinterland of the entire northwest, and Zhongdu stood here.

In the early years, when Xiao Yu was just a prince along the way, because the grassland had surrendered at that time, the main threat to the Central Capital was not from behind, but from Qin Zheng who stationed troops on the front line of Yanzhou in the north, so Xiao Yu was in Xiheyuan There are 36 villages in total, with the largest Danxia village as the core, connecting them into pieces.

After the defeat of the Qin government, the shepherds took the opportunity to capture Shaanxi, and drove straight into Xihe Prefecture. The Northeast Army and the Northwest Army fought a decisive battle on Xiheyuan. The battle of Danxiazhai was the decisive battle.

It's just that the world is peaceful now, Danxia Village has gone through several changes and has lost the flames of war. Instead, it has become a rather prosperous place on Xiheyuan. Although it is still a village in name, it is not much different from ordinary cities in the Central Plains.Many young people who don't want to plan food in the soil and don't want to leave their homes too far will come here to seek a living, and he was one of them back then.

Now I set foot on this land where I have lived for 20 years again. Although I only left for a few months before, it seems like a lifetime away.

The outside world, flying immortals, nobles and grandchildren, is like a grotesque dream, and there is no trace after waking up.

But the sword box behind him reminded him all the time that it was definitely not a dream.

When dusk approached, the man with the sword box on his back approached Danxia village in the twilight. In the dim light, there were faintly visible lights that lit up early, which was where the Goulan in the village was.He walked slowly and walked into the gate of Danxiazhai with ease, without any unfamiliarity, but his demeanor did not seem like a person from this small place.

He entered an inn, occupied a table by himself, placed the sword box opposite him, and ordered a bowl of wine and a bowl of water.

The young man picked up the wine bowl first, poured the wine in the bowl in front of the sword box, and then picked up the water bowl and drank it all in one gulp.

From the moment he entered the door, the innkeeper felt that the young man looked familiar, but he was a bit afraid to recognize him. After all, the young man in his memory was just a bumpkin who hadn't seen much in the world, but the man in front of him, regardless of his demeanor or demeanor, They don't look like people who can come out of a small place, but more like scholars from the Central Plains.

The young man was holding a water bowl, looking at the sword box, in a daze.

No matter whether he is full of poetic and literary spirit, or whether the sea was too difficult for water, now he is no longer the frog at the bottom of the well who yearns for the outside world. Along the way, he has seen the scenery as high as the sky, and his mentality has changed a lot. same.

Xu Beiyou had no interest in reminiscing with the shopkeeper, he just stayed here for a while, got up again, walked through Danxia Village, and left through another gate of the village.

He is going to Xiaofangzhai.

When he arrived at Xiaofangzhai, it was already dark and late at night, and only one house in the whole village was still lit.

Xu Beiyou came to the door of that house with the sword box on his back, pushed the door open, and the old man who was reading put down the scroll in his hand, raised his head, his eyes paused on Xu Beiyou first, then fell on the sword box behind him, and asked softly Said: "Gongsun Zhongmou, he..."

Xu Beiyou nodded, and said in a low voice, "Master, the old man has passed away."

The old man sighed faintly and did not speak.

After a long time, the rigid face of the silver-haired old man moved slightly, and he said softly, "Tell me, what happened."

Xu Beiyou hesitated for a while, and roughly told the experience of this period of time.

The old man sat on the recliner, swayed slightly, squinted his eyes, and said, "It's not uncommon for Chen Ye to make a move, but it's a rare thing to be able to provoke autumn leaves that haven't gone down the mountain for 60 years. This shows that the current situation is very serious." It's subtle, even the No. 1 Daoist headmaster in the world can't sit firmly in Kunlun, if the old man's guess is correct, Gongsun Zhongmou should be planning to fall to the court, which caused the Taoist to completely tear his face."

The old man paused for a while, and continued: "Beiyou, you have seen the battles in the cultivation world. Even a free and unfettered immortal like Gongsun Zhongmou will fall into it if he is careless. How do you plan?"

Xu Beiyou sat on a small bench in front of the old man. This was where he had sat when he was a child. He put his hands on his knees, slowly closed his eyes, and said softly, "Shang Mingen for a meal, and Kuang Zeng taught and supported me. The two characters of less blood, one thousand gold can hardly repay virtue, even in terms of human nature and physics, it should be three years of weeping blood. Sir, I want to avenge my master, and at worst I want to fulfill the last wish that my master failed to fulfill, and restore the sword sect."

The old man nodded, "That's the truth, but if you want to take revenge, it's as difficult as climbing to the sky. Let's not say that Qiu Ye is the head teacher of the Taoist sect, and with such a huge Taoist sect in his hands, even a god who came to the world may not be able to take revenge." What about him, just talking about Qiuye's current cultivation base, even if he uses the magic-suppressing awl to damage his own merit, he will be able to ascend in only 20 years at most, then, who will you ask for revenge?"

Xu Beiyou opened his eyes and said calmly: "It's up to people to do it, the worst is to fight in the sky."

Han Xuan didn't say a word. He, who had been an official to the second assistant, naturally knew the world better than Xu Beiyou, and he knew better what kind of existence this master teacher was.

revenge?

Kill a Taoist headmaster?
This is not much easier than overthrowing the Daqi court.

However, it is a good thing for young people to dare to think and do, and Han Xuan does not want to hit this child he raised with his own hands too much. He is not an old man who likes to talk, and he doesn't like to talk about big things, at least when he is not drinking. No, so it is impossible for him to talk about the righteousness of a saint. On the contrary, living in the countryside these years, he has quite a lot of different insights.

Han Xuan said slowly: "Beiyou, I raised you from childhood, but do you know why I never taught you anything, but instead handed you over to Gongsun Zhongmou?"

Xu Beiyou shook his head, accepting the teaching with an open mind.

Han Xuan patted the handrail lightly, and said: "The reason why I haven't taught you anything these years is not because I don't want to teach, but because I dare not teach, for fear of ruining your rough jade. Because I, like you, came from a poor family , some things have become fixed in me, just like Xiaojiabiyu, even if she has a bit of beauty, it is inevitable that she will have a small family spirit at the root. It is no problem for me to teach a family, because they are complementary, so let me teach again You, but it is easy to turn you into the second Han Xuan. That's why I handed you over to Gongsun Zhongmou, who came from a family. , Let Gongsun Zhongmou help you broaden your horizons, this is the best choice."

Xu Beiyou nodded.

Han Xuan closed his eyes, and said softly: "In my life, I have experienced ups and downs. I have been a so-called celebrity with high-spirited speeches, and I have also been as penniless as I am now. The prisoner, in the end, left nothing behind in his whole life, which is more than [-] years in vain. Now I want to understand a truth, don't worry when you are young, just do what you want to do, then when you are old, you will not have to worry about it. There will be so many regrets."

"Look at Gongsun Zhongmou, he couldn't let go of Jianzong, so he went to restore Jianzong, and died freely. Look at me, huddled in this small village, living a miserable life. This is what I said Xiaojiazi is angry, it varies from person to person, don't learn from me in this regard."

Xu Beiyou was silent for a while, and asked, "I came back this time to ask Mr. what should I do next."

Han Xuan stopped slapping the armrest, opened his eyes, and said, "Go to Jiangdu first to find Zhang Xueyao, and ask her to help you get the Sword Qi Ling Kongtang left by Gongsun Zhongmou in your hands. As for the rest, I will leave it to Mr. me."

Xu Beiyou was stunned for a moment, then he said in shock, "Sir, are you going to come out of the mountain again?"

Han Xuan said with a smile: "Life can last a hundred years, so why not be crazy and be young again."

(End of this chapter)