The old man kept whispering the three words "Yu Lingbo". If he were several decades younger, this would certainly be extremely rude, but Lingbo saw that his beard and hair were white, he was in his seventies and eighties, and he had been here for twenty or thirty years.
Years ago, maybe she had never even heard of her father's name, so it didn't matter. She just said: "This junior is a minor figure in the Wudang sect, and his name is not significant. But how should I call my senior?"
The old man smiled bitterly and said, "I am so poor that I am too embarrassed to tell my name to the children. But I am a member of the Mingjiao. Just call me a member of the Mingjiao." As he said this, he actually looked a little proud.
Ling Bo couldn't help but think of the suicide note written by Yang Dingtian to his mother, and thought to himself: "When this old man fell, it must have been a time when Mingjiao was prosperous. Heroes and heroes all had the ambition to help the world, stabilize the people, and restore China. Who would have expected that now?
This situation?" I was afraid that he would be sad when he thought about Mingjiao, so he changed the subject and said: "Ming, senior Ming, since you know that this is living water and can lead to the cold pool outside, why have you been trapped here for decades? And
If you don’t go out, I think you are also a good player in martial arts!”
The Mingjiao man smiled bitterly and said: "The little girl has good eyesight. I do know some martial arts. Unfortunately, I have a shortcoming, that is, I have been afraid of water since I was a child. My wife must have figured this out before planning to send me into the water to prepare for drowning."
Damn it, I didn’t expect that I was so disheartened that I didn’t struggle. Instead, my body floated up and landed on the water. However, after decades of cold and dampness, my legs were so painful that they were already numb, and I couldn’t even stand up.
Why talk about going out?"
Ling Bo couldn't believe that it was his wife who had brought the old man to such a state. He actually blurted out, "How could you be so vicious? How could she harm your life even if you don't want to make peace with her?"
The old man glanced at her again and said with a wry smile: "It's my fault to say that my wife has a lot of egos and is extremely beautiful. Since I married her, I don't like her to show up in public. She is also a woman from a family of martial arts, so naturally
If you are not angry, you want to make peace with me. But not only did I not agree, but I got to this point by mistake, and it is my own fault."
Lingbo heard that the old man was still defending his wife to such an extent, so he must have loved her very deeply. He remembered that when Zhang Cuishan taught her calligraphy when she was a child, she had learned a poem by the Jin Dynasty, and he read it out unconsciously, "
Asking the world, what is love? Directly teach the promise of life and death. Traveling from the south to the north, the old wings come back to the cold and summer several times. It is fun to have fun, but the separation is painful, and there are even more crazy children. You should have words, the clouds are far away, and the snow is falling on thousands of mountains.
Who is the shadow going to?"
The Mingjiao people sighed: "Good words, good words, but if I had understood what love is earlier, why would I be like this?"
Ling Bo couldn't help but ask: "What does Senior Ming think of 'love'?"
The Mingjiao man said calmly: "Of course you want the other person to live a better life than yourself, instead of blindly treating him or her like a bird in a golden cage? Don't you see that the golden house is still there, but Chen Ajiao is claustrophobic in the Changmen Palace?"
Ling Bo smiled and said: "Old seniors are very knowledgeable, but unfortunately I still don't understand much. I only know how to repay kindness and revenge. I don't know if I can get out alive today, so I will simply tell Senior Ming about my regrets.
The first is that I failed to avenge my mother, the second is that I still haven’t repaid Aunt Ji for raising me, and the third is that I was angry that I didn’t meet my father.”
The Mingjiao people were slightly surprised. The first two are easy to understand, but why can't the father and daughter meet? If there is any external force to intervene, it doesn't look like this from the look on the girl's face. People pay attention to fate, like the two of them.
We have never met each other before, and we have only known each other for an hour. Although the old man has not seen a living person for decades and has someone to talk to, it is rare for Yu Lingbo to have a weird personality, but today he is extremely candid.
The Mingjiao man thought for a while and said: "The little girl is not a member of my Mingjiao. In fact, I adopted an adopted daughter in my early years. Because she fell in love with a man, she was at odds with the entire Mingjiao. When she got married, almost no one came to drink.
She likes to drink, is it possible that you do too?"
"No." Ling Bo has never experienced love, so he is not upset when he hears this. "I don't like anyone. I don't want to see my father because I am afraid that if I meet him, I will be in trouble with the Mingjiao. Second, I have some resentment in my heart."
He told her what happened after Yu Lianzhou failed to save her and her angry mother took her to Chizhou. After hearing the cause and effect, the Mingjiao people also sighed: "You, dad, also had a wrong idea. It's ridiculous that people are obsessed with the authorities. When they were young,
I even think that man can conquer nature, and only when he tastes the pain can he know how to regret. But by then it is too late to regret."
While they were talking, there was suddenly the sound of an eagle flying, and the Mingjiao man laughed and said, "I'm worried that I don't have any good food to feed my little friend!" Before Lingbo could react, he saw the Mingjiao man picking up a handful of peach stones and flicking them with his fingers.
, knocked down the vulture that was passing by, the old man was still very regretful, "The meat of this thing is not delicious, but it's a pity that it's not a pigeon!" After saying that, he moved his body with difficulty to pick it up. How could Lingbo see the old man like this?
It was hard work, so she got up and walked a few steps to pick up the vulture. She grew up on an island, and she carried weapons. It was easy to pluck and barbecue. When she looked up, she saw a peach tree that was not tall but still had peaches.
They were greatly surprised. The Mingjiao people seemed to see it and laughed: "Kunlun Mountain is said to be the residence of the Queen Mother of the West. I don't know why it is rich in flat peaches all year round. Otherwise, the old man has been unable to go to the water to catch fish in recent years, and he would have starved to death."
Although Ling Bo sounded peaceful when he heard this, he felt a bit sentimental when he heard it. After the two of them parted and ate the bird meat, he took the initiative and said: "Senior Ming, I see that your rheumatism is already very severe. In a few years, I'm afraid
My limbs are so sore that I can’t even move. Why don’t we take a gamble and I’ll swim from here to the outside with you on my back?”
The Mingjiao man was not surprised after hearing this. Instead, he smiled bitterly and said, "Don't you think I haven't thought of a solution these years? But the flow of this underground river is not that of rivers and lakes. It is the coldest place and it is impossible to judge the direction of the flow. In the past, I
When I was still able to move, I tied up driftwood and tried to float it out, but I was scratched every time. If I hadn't been young at that time, I would have fed the fish."
This is all true. It is said that places like Kunlun Mountain are extremely cold and there should be no karst caves. However, one of the previous leaders was good at digging tunnels and felt that many things needed to be done in reserve, so this secret passage was created.
As it gets deeper and later, it connects with the water of Hantan, forming an underground canyon similar to that in the south. However, generally underground rivers have entrances but no exits, so here there is an extremely rare retreat.
After Lingbo heard this, he felt depressed for a while. There was a hole at the top, but it was a hundred feet high. No matter how good the gecko skill was, it still had limited manpower and could not get out. There was an underground river below, and swimming out was difficult and dangerous. It was really a dilemma.
, is it possible that she wants to stay here with this old man and eventually die of rheumatism herself?
Too much, tomorrow there should be a fierce party among the six major Cassia Sect leaders.