But Qiu Changqing almost didn't survive. It was the cold winter at that time, and the wound on his leg quickly froze into ice, so he died without losing blood. And because of his deep internal strength, he survived even after being buried deep in the snow for a day and a night. When he woke up, he almost didn't survive.
After turning around, I relied on my hands and crawled away...
After this battle, he was also disheartened. From then on, he kept his name anonymously and made a living by knitting straw sandals on the banks of Taihu Lake in Suzhou. He never asked about Jianghu affairs again.
Originally, he did not want to accept a disciple, but one day he suddenly found a baby girl floating in a wooden basin deep in the reeds of the lake. He immediately rescued her and raised her to adulthood.
This girl had wonderful bones, excellent qualifications, and a talent for martial arts and sword practice, so she taught her everything she had learned in her life.
Because he was in Suzhou and the girl was rescued from the reeds, he named her Su Jianjia.
That year, Zhang Chuqiu took Baili Qingyun to Taihu for business. By chance, he met this fifth senior brother. Although he deeply hated him for being ruthless and ruthless, killing his fellow brothers, seeing that he had become disabled, he couldn't help feeling pity and pity in his heart.
The two brothers drank for three days and three nights on the shore. In the end, they were all drunk, but for three days and three nights, they did not say a word.
They drank, and Su Zhiruo took Baili Qingyun to play around Taihu Lake for three days. In these short three days, Baili fell in love so deeply that he could no longer extricate himself.
The jade flute he always carries with him was given to him by Su Zhiruo, and the poignant tune he always plays was taught to him by Su Zhiruo.
Since that separation, the two have never seen each other again.
Because Master Zhang Chuqiu has said that he will never have any contact with this fifth senior brother until the end of his life! He said that the fifth senior uncle is ruthless and ruthless, and he can kill even his fellow disciples. He is simply worse than a beast!
Not only will we not have any contact with each other in the future, you are also not allowed to have any contact with that little girl Su Zhiruo. Huh, what kind of good character can a disciple taught by the fifth senior brother have?
This is our last meeting with their master and apprentice, and we will be strangers in the world from now on!
But Baili Qingyun just couldn't forget Su Jianjia. He thought he would forget it soon, but after a few years, his longing for Su Jianjia not only did not weaken at all, but became stronger and stronger.
The reason why he wants to redeem Qiuyue from Yihongyuan is because Qiuyue can play the flute, and the way she plays the flute is somewhat similar to Su Jianjia.
For many days in a row, I spent time in Yihong Courtyard listening to Qiuyue playing the flute, just to talk about the pain of lovesickness, and it was Aiwujiwu.
Of course, after learning that Qiuyue was originally a disciple of the Xiaoxiang Sword Sect, she gave up.
Baili knew that Ouyang Cui was a divine fortune teller. Once when he came to Ouyang Family with his master, while the master was visiting Ouyang Qinglue, he quietly came to her and asked her to help him calculate his fate.
But they don't know that the rules of the Ouyang family are never to give others, nor to calculate marriage for themselves.
Ouyang Cui was very curious. This young man who was as cold as an iceberg actually had a girl he liked? Who is it?
Baili Qingyun could no longer hide his worries for many years, so he confided them all to Ouyang Cui, because he felt that this aunt and he had the same problem in a sense.
He asked Ouyang Cui not to tell the master about this, and Ouyang Cui agreed to him. At the same time, he advised him to ignore Zhang Chuqiu's objections and sneak out quietly to find the girl!
Children of the world should dare to love and hate. What kind of man are you hesitating like this?
But Baili Qingyun didn't dare, he just obeyed, and finally returned home sadly...
The thing is Jiang Zi.
May I ask Xiao Chen what your opinion is on this?
"The teacher's kindness is profound, and it is hard to disobey his orders. Maybe this matter cannot be ignored?" Xiao Chen answered neatly.
Ouyang Cui and Baili Qingyun were both surprised and unexpected.
"Why are you looking at me like that? Did I say something wrong?" Xiao Chen was surprised when he saw the two people looking at him as if they were looking at ghosts.
"The words are correct, but they don't sound like they came from your mouth." Ouyang Cui said.
Baili Qingyun nodded repeatedly to express that I thought so too.
When did you, Xiao Chen, obey the rules so much? Especially when it comes to girls, you have never been so cautious!
"I think it's right, as the saying goes, once a teacher, always a father. Zhang Chuqiu, Zhang Daxia and Baili are both masters and disciples, and they share the same affection as father and son. How can we, as juniors, disrespect his words? Besides,
Marriage matters should be decided by the parents, as the saying goes, the parents' orders are the matchmaker's words..." Xiao Chen turned to talkative mode.
Baili Qingyun also frowned.
"Then you're saying that Baili and the girl named Su Jianjia are so in love with each other that they will never see each other again?" Ouyang Cui said.
"That's not necessarily the case." Xiao Chen smiled again, "Just let everything happen."
Baili Qingyun rolled her eyes at him angrily, saying nonsense for a long time!
"Bai Li is your brother, you can't ignore his affairs." Ouyang Cui knew that Xiao Chen must have a solution. This guy is extremely shrewd and full of tricks. In theory, there is no problem that he can't solve.
By the way, how many problems has he solved over the past year?
"As a brother, I don't want to interfere too much in matters of love. It mainly depends on Baili's wishes, and what he talks about is unrequited love. I don't know whether that girl Su Jianjia likes him or not.
Definitely." Xiao Chen said calmly.
"Are you talking about him or me?" Ouyang Cui said angrily.
"It is said that there are sentimental people in the world." Xiao Chen said hurriedly, "If the sky is sentimental, the sky will grow old, and the moon will be full if there is no hatred!"
"You're such a mouthful... Then fill me in another line and I won't argue with you." Ouyang Cui not only thought he was glib, but also admired his ingenuity and cleverness.
"Ask Aunt Cui to give me the Ci Pai." Xiao Chen happily agreed.
"The clouds cover the moon, and the Milky Way suddenly appears. Xiao Chen, Baili, do you think there are really Cowherd and Weaver Girl on both sides of the Milky Way?" Ouyang Cui murmured to himself, looking at the Milky Way across the sky, and nodded to himself.
He said, "Then it's good that they can meet each other once a year. Xiao Chen, how about you fill in the song 'Magpie Bridge Immortal'?"
After saying this, with a move of his jade hand, a five-string Yaoqin appeared on the stone table. He stretched out his slender jade fingers and gently played the tune of the Magpie Bridge Immortal.
The melody is poignant and long, spreading into the sky.
Xiao Chen cleared his throat and sang softly along with the melody, "Sky clouds make tricks, flying stars spread hatred, silver and silver are far away in darkness, gold, wind, jade and dew will win as soon as they meet, there are countless people in the world."
When Ouyang Cui heard this, the sadness in her heart could no longer be suppressed, and her tears fell down as if the strings were broken, falling on the strings like an interlude, making the music even more desolate.
Although the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl in the sky are far apart, there is still time to meet, but Tanhua and I have not seen each other for many years. I wonder if there are any stars on his temples?
In her endless thoughts, she forgot that her husband had become a monk and had no hair on his head.
But she also converted to Buddhism and became a nun herself. The thread of three thousand worries was cut off, but the thread of love could not be cut off no matter what.