The moon shines with its afterglow and the night wind blows!
Seeing the person coming, Lin Yu's expression darkened and he said, "Why are you here?"
Fairy Chi Lian glanced at the figure that had disappeared on the roof from the corner of her eye, then she retracted her sword, sneered, and asked, "Why can't I come?"
Lin Yu frowned slightly and said, "Then why are you swinging your sword?"
Fairy Chi Lian smiled coldly and said: "This is my business and has nothing to do with you!"
Lin Yu snorted coldly, ignored her, turned around, and walked away.
Seeing that Lin Yu was about to leave, Fairy Chi Lian felt an unknown fire in her heart and shouted at him: "Do you really hate me so much?"
Lin Yu stopped and stood for a while without saying anything, then walked away again.
In the silent night, there was no other sound except the chirping of insects. A gust of night wind blew by, ruffling Fairy Chi Lian's flowing hair. She looked at Lin Yu's retreating figure under the moonlight, her lips moved slightly, and she stared for a long time.
, I don’t know when, a pair of bright eyes were soaked with tears, blown by the wind, and fell on the lonely courtyard.
After the third watch, Fairy Chi Lian still did not return to her room. Instead, she glanced at Lin Yu's room with a very complicated look, then turned and walked out the door.
"When traveling in Taihua, you will see three peaks reaching the sky. Xia Yun stretches for hundreds of miles, and the mountains are connected to each other from afar.
The thunderstorm is flying halfway, and the sun is at its peak. The green gate is slightly closed, and the waterfall is hanging at the top of the forest." (Note 1)
Liu Changqing's poem "Looking at Huashan Mountain with Closed Doors" can be said to describe the danger, spirit, and wonder of Huashan Mountain so vividly that it will be difficult for future generations to match it.
The seventh day of the seventh lunar month is the day when the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl meet on the Magpie Bridge. At this time, whether they are people from all walks of life who come to Huashan Mountain to participate in the sword debate, or lovers who only envy mandarin ducks but not immortals, they all come to Huashan Mountain today to join in the fun.
From the moment the sun climbs out and casts its first ray of morning light in the morning, until the moon hangs over the treetops at night, the entire Huashan Mountain is filled with extraordinary excitement.
Looking at the intimate lovers talking and laughing, Lin Yu felt a burst of sadness welling up in his heart for some reason. At this time, an innocent voice appeared in his mind: "You thief, I listen to Senior Brother Qi."
It is said that there is an ancient Yingqing Well on Mount Huashan. On July 7th, as long as you are sincere and upright, you can see the shadow of your heart in the Yingqing Ancient Well. After some time, can you take me there?
At that time, he was worried about An Heliu and the mysterious man in black. Seeing that she was still so willful and playful, he replied angrily, "Let's talk about it then!"
Thinking of these, and thinking that Qing'er's life or death is still uncertain, the dark cloud in my heart blocked all the sunshine. Two heavy and deep eyes involuntarily searched the crowd, looking for that innocent purple figure.
Suddenly a piece of purple burst into his eyes. Lin Yu's heart was filled with heat and the corner of his mouth trembled slightly. He immediately rushed over and shouted: "Qing'er!"
As soon as his hand touched the shoulder of the purple-clothed woman, he heard a piercing scream.
Only then did Lin Yu see clearly that the purple figure was not Qing'er. Although she was also a woman whose appearance could captivate a country, she was not Qing'er.
Lin Yu was very embarrassed and said: "I'm sorry, girl. I really didn't mean to offend you. It's just that the girl's figure is really similar to that of a friend of mine. I offended you in many ways. I hope you will forgive me." After that,
Without waiting for the purple-clothed woman to answer, she was about to turn around and leave.
But as soon as he raised his feet, he heard a cold shout from behind: "Stop, you just offended my little junior sister. Is it just an unintentional mistake and you just want to walk away like this?" Following him
As soon as he finished speaking, six or seven sword-wielding youths surrounded Lin Yu.
Lin Yu stopped, did not turn around, and said calmly: "Then what do you want?"
The man in the lead looked Lin Yu up and down, and shouted coldly: "There have been flower picking thieves in Huashan recently, and I suspect it is you."
Lin Yu sneered and said: "So what, this is just your suspicion and has nothing to do with me!"
The woman in purple took a step forward and said, "Then you just offended me. Doesn't it have anything to do with you?"
Lin Yu's expression changed slightly and he responded: "I have just said that I offended the girl just because the girl's figure is very similar to a friend of mine. It is really an unintentional mistake. What else does the girl want to do?"
The woman in purple walked around Lin Yu and said with a smile: "You look quite handsome. How did you become a flower-picking thief?"
Lin Yu frowned slightly and responded coldly: "Again, I am not a flower-picking thief. I have important things to do, so I won't accompany you." After saying that, he was about to leave.
The woman in purple snorted coldly and said, "It's not that easy to leave!" As she spoke, a long sword was unsheathed and pierced Lin Yu.
Everyone present was secretly sweating for Lin Yu. The sword of the woman in purple was extremely sharp and elegant, which could be said to be the true inheritance of Huashan Sect. It seemed that this little brother was going to suffer.
But when the cold sword edge was about to pierce through Lin Yu, he didn't show any panic. He just turned around and caught the purple-clothed woman's long sword with two fingers.
At this time, everyone present was shocked. No one saw clearly how Lin Yu made the move. In just a moment, the sharp and elegant sword move of the woman in purple had been broken by him.
The woman in purple was shocked when she saw this, and pulled hard a few times, but the sword was tightly clamped by his fingers, and she couldn't move a step at all. Then her eyes widened, and she shouted angrily, "Let me go quickly.
sword, otherwise my father will never let you go."
Lin Yu still had an indifferent expression on his face and said, "Although your Huashan swordsmanship has not been fully practiced yet, it does have some peculiarities."
When Lin Yu said this, the woman in purple was only focused on her sword and did not pay attention to it, but the young man next to her stirred up a storm in his heart.
The younger junior sister has been practicing Huashan swordsmanship since she was a child, and was taught the unique Sichuan swordsmanship by her master, Mrs. Gongsun. The master once said that this matter must not be spread to outsiders, so even the disciples of the mountain knew only one or two tenths of it. Unexpectedly, what happened right now
This young man in green shirt could figure out the clues with just one move. When did such a master of swordsmanship appear in the world? But why is there no sword in his hand? Since ancient times, swordsmen have always kept their swords in their hands, even when eating or sleeping.
It is carried with you...
Although there were many doubts in his heart, the young man did not dare to show any slightness. Today's world is full of bloodshed. Originally, the master did not want his junior sister Li Ziyan to come to Yingqing Ancient Well this time, but he could not bear the young junior sister's all kinds of coquettishness.
Because of her entanglement, Te Cai En agreed to bring someone to protect her. If the junior sister had any trouble, not to mention that her future position as head of Huashan would not be guaranteed, and she would probably be expelled from the sect by her master.
Thinking of this, the young man did not dare to hesitate at all, and immediately raised his hands and said: "I am Xiafeng Jianping, the eldest disciple of the leader of the Huashan Sect. My junior sister is young and ignorant, and has many offenses. I hope this brother will
For the sake of my master, let's stop here." When he spoke, he deliberately accentuated the word "head of Huashan" to remind the young man in green shirt in front of him that this was on the territory of Huashan sect.
Lin Yu smiled indifferently and suddenly loosened his fingers. Li Ziyan was not prepared at all, staggered and almost fell to the ground.
Seeing that Lin Yu had let go of her sword and made herself embarrassed in public, Li Ziyan, who had been arrogant by nature since she was a child and had been loved by her parents and fellow disciples, could not bear this anger and immediately swung her sword to stab Lin Yu again.
However, this time the sword did not thrust out, but was stopped by Feng Jianping.
Li Ziyan glared at Feng Jianping angrily and said angrily: "Elder brother, he bullied me, why didn't you help me and instead stopped me?"
Lin Yu saw that she was so unruly and willful, and she was somewhat similar to Qing'er, except that Qing'er had a special feeling than her. He couldn't explain what this feeling was. Thinking of this, he
I couldn't help but shake my head and smile.
Li Ziyan thought Lin Yu was laughing at her again, and immediately shouted angrily: "What are you laughing at?"
Lin Yu responded: "It's nothing. If there is nothing else, I will leave first."
When Feng Jianping saw Lin Yu was about to leave, he immediately shouted: "Wait a minute!"
Lin Yu responded without looking back: "What else can I do?"
Feng Jianping took two steps forward with his sword in hand, and said in a cold voice: "You just said that my little junior sister's Huashan swordsmanship is still a little short of perfection, and you also said that there is something special about her swordsmanship. I don't know.
Brother, what do you mean by this?"
Lin Yu smiled calmly and responded: "Huashan swordsmanship focuses on danger, surprise, and speed. However, your junior sister's swordsmanship cannot seek changes in danger, victory in surprise, and stability in speed. Isn't this because you haven't practiced it to the best of your ability?
Well?"
As soon as Lin Yu said this, everyone present was shocked. Huashan swordsmanship is not taught to outsiders except for his own disciples. He did not expect that this young man in green shirt could understand it so clearly. At this time, everyone onlookers started to
Everyone whispered about Lin Yu's identity.
Feng Jianping was shocked and shouted in a cold voice: "Who are you, and why are you so familiar with my Huashan swordsmanship? If you don't explain clearly today, you will never leave Huashan."
Note 1 is from "Looking at Huashan Mountain with Closed Doors" by Liu Changqing, a poet of the Tang Dynasty. The entire poem is attached here. (Friends who are interested can read it, but those who are not interested can just skip it!)
Passengers looking at Taihua, the three peaks are as high as the sky. Xia Yun stretches for hundreds of miles, and the mountains are connected far away.
The thunderstorm is flying halfway, and the sun is at its peak. The green gate is close, and the waterfall is hanging on the top of the forest.
I love the beauty of all these faces, which makes me look westward. I wander and forget about the dark colors, and the waves are turned into dark smoke.
I was once a Bailing in the court, and I also heard about the group of immortals. It is not easy to drink fine wine, and Mao Nu has not passed it down in vain.
As if I am still thinking about it, the quiet period is like before my eyes. There is a green temple in the golden sky, and the pines and cypresses are hidden in the blue sky.