No, gentlemen are also careful Chapter 565: Marry first, then fall in love with the tripod sword, leaving a mute girl behind when the moon falls in the lake! [Please vote for me!]
Chapter 565: Marry first, then fall in love with the tripod sword, leaving a mute girl behind when the moon falls in the lake! [Please vote for me!]
After experiencing the birth of the twin sword techniques of light and dark, the bond between [Craftsman] and Ouyang Rong became deeper.
At first, Ouyang Rong was not a very energetic person.
But according to the old swordsmith of Guyue Sword Shop, he has a special "qi", and [Craftsman] is greedy for his weird "qi".
In the back, one person and one sword, a strange combination of circumstances, together, it can be regarded as a cunning and funny thing.
But they don't quite see eye to eye with each other.
Ouyang Rong disliked the little guy's tendency to make snitches, so he repeatedly informed his junior sister, and together with Miao Si, he committed treachery.
In particular, he was too spiritual, full of subjective initiative, and accidentally stole Rong Zhen's purple bellyband once. In addition, the beloved sword "Zhishuang" of Lady Yunmeng seriously damaged the sword owner's reputation.
Anyway, he is unorganized and undisciplined, not "loyal" to the sword master, and not honest.
The little guy doesn't like him, so he keeps it in a small dark room every day, stuffs it under the butt seat, and goes out for a stroll every day in his Gouba carriage. He doesn't know what there is to see, so don't you?
If you can fly, why don't you let the cauldron sword fly? Sometimes you should look for your own reasons. Has your cultivation improved over the years? Have you practiced seriously?
Moreover, when I met a group of clowns such as Wei Shaoqi, Lin Cheng, and Wang Lengran, they were still dawdling, just playing without drawing their swords.
Anyway, before this, the relationship between the two was similar to an arranged marriage. They just lived together, how could they divorce?
If you marry a chicken, follow the chicken; if you marry a dog, follow the dog.
However, ever since Ouyang Rong first laid down two sword techniques, one light and one dark, and killed a man at the foot of the Xingzi Lake Giant Buddha, he got angry... and the legendary "Cauldron Fire" was born.
[Takumi] suddenly became clingy.
It is no longer like before, if you don’t come to me, I will ignore you.
Instead, it was a "buzzing" call in Ouyang Rong's ears every day.
Just like the goddess girlfriend who was cold and independent at first and barely managed to catch up with you, now she starts calling you every day to check on you, and she even gets jealous and sends you a video in the middle of the night to check the pillow and bathroom next to you... She has turned into a clingy kitten.
He is like a glue to you, obsessed with bothering you, and worried about gains and losses.
"The young master's sickly little Dingjian: Marry first and love him later", right?
The corner of Ouyang Rong's mouth twitched.
However, this is very appropriate to describe the change of [craftsmanship].
The birth of the new sword art and the cauldron fire accompanying the new sword art made the binding between the cauldron sword and the sword master more profound.
In the past, if one person and one sword were so far apart and not within the range of the sword, it would be impossible to "buzz" in Ouyang Rong's ears like tonight, but now it can, and I don't know if the distance limit has been relaxed.
, or rise to ignore distance and space.
Good guy, what does a legendary sword holder mean... Ouyang Rong couldn't help but lean back slightly.
But what’s going on with this sense of déjà vu that makes [Ding Sword] become evil?
Shaked his head.
Ouyang Rong quietly changed into a moon-white Confucian shirt, picked up the ice-white jade hairpin and tied up his loose black hair.
The weather is good tonight, dark and windy.
After covering the little girl with white hair who loved to kick the quilt, and touching her forehead with broken bangs, Ouyang Rong turned around in the darkness and walked to the closet.
Opening the closet, he glanced at the top floor, passed his palm over the sleeping little Mo Jingmiaosi, and pulled out the long piano case.
During the process of pulling out the piano case, he bumped into other treasures collected by Miao Si in the cabinet - some bottles and cans, and a pile of goose feathers plucked from Jing Yiting.
"Hmm... Ouyang Lianghan, what are you doing, staying up so late at night..."
The palm-sized little Mo Jing rubbed his sleepy eyes, propped up his upper body, and looked around confusedly.
"Why are you going out? You're dressed so handsomely... Well, it seems like it's the Lantern Festival. It's so late at night. Which girl are you having a private meeting with?"
Pushing away her suspicious little face, Ouyang Rong hugged the piano case, patted his butt and left.
"Sorry, I'm just dressing casually. It's not a private meeting. I disappoint you."
"How shameless."
The little Mo Jing fell down again, turned over, half-lying on the poem "Inscribed on Chrysanthemums", and continued to sleep.
Before Ouyang Rong left, he glanced at the original poem manuscript under her body.
The sword tactics written by the sword holder himself contain the true meaning of the sword tactics and have the sword owner's own understanding.
It will be of great help to subsequent sword holders, no less than teaching it in person.
Similar to the murals on the original Pure Land Palace, Master Zhongma used the unknown cauldron to inscribe the Hanshi Sword Art of "Returning to Come and Come Back".
Ouyang Rong was able to understand the Hanshi Sword Art so quickly. In addition to memorizing it fluently in advance, he also attributed it to the true meaning of the Ding Sword written between the lines by Master Zhongma on the wall.
Otherwise, if you just memorize it and don't ponder it carefully, you will not be able to understand the sword tactics. Just like the "Return and Return" poem that Ouyang Rong gave to Li Guo'er as a birthday gift, when Ouyang Rong wrote it, he had not yet
Becoming a Sword Bearer is naturally just an ordinary poem.
But the current draft of the poem "Inscribed on Chrysanthemums" is different. It contains the true meaning of the craftsman's work, although it is half missing and not complete.
By the way, it also has his literary style on it. Miao Si also said that he likes it very much, saying that it has high-quality literary style, which is very rare. Now the little girl even sleeps with it and can't put it down.
For such a thing that was temporarily hidden from the light, Ouyang Rong's first thought was not to destroy it.
Hidden in silence.
He used the same words that the junior sister said that day when she took his arm and strode forward.
The senior brother has a big mind, a big structure and great courage... Although Ouyang Rong still insists that it is the younger junior sister who has a bigger mind.
But this is more like... some kind of tacit understanding between sword holders.
At that time, Master Zhongma was trapped in the underground palace and painted the ground as a prison. The only thing he wanted to do before his death was to leave behind the "Hanshi Sword Art".
Perhaps at that time, sitting on the lotus platform in the choking and choking thick black smoke, he just wanted to leave the sword skills to future generations who would rebuild Donglin Temple in the ruins, leaving a legacy of incense for the sect.
However, he actually saved the life of Ouyang Rong, who accidentally entered the underground palace decades later, and at the most critical moment, helped him change his life against the odds.
Looking further back, three hundred years ago, Tao Yuanming, the legendary swordsman of Hanshi, served as a county magistrate in Longcheng for only eighty-one days. He did not bow down for five buckets of rice and left with his seal. Before retreating to the mountains and forests, he specially handed over Hanshi's sword.
The secret was given to my friend, an eminent monk who was the abbot of Donglin Temple at that time.
People who are born out of the world have the intention to enter the world. Whether it is unintentional or intentional, let’s not talk about it for the moment.
But the sword art inheritance of the Donglin Temple lineage began from this point on.
All gone.
Today, Ouyang Rong's attitude is the same.
After clarifying the context, he realized something.
The reason why the legendary sword bearer is a legendary sword bearer is not because he created the sword technique for the tripod sword, but because...
He left behind his sword skills.
That's right, stay.
In the history of history, there have definitely been selfish sword-wielders who were amazingly talented and created sword techniques, but kept them secret until death.
But Qingshi will not remember his name.
Even if he temporarily retains his name, in the eyes of future generations of sword holders, he will no longer be different from being nameless, and the Tao will no longer exist.
Because there is not just one legendary swordsman with a tripod sword. As long as the tripod sword is still there, there will always be other talented and talented successors who will sum up new sword techniques.
But it is a difficult task after all, and it must be done as a last resort. It is similar to the leader who splits the mountain to clear the way. Someone must hold an ax to clear the way and stride forward. If you stop moving forward or occupy this road, you will
Someone crosses your path, opens up a new path, and leads future generations.
And if there is a piece of sword art left behind that opens up the height of the sword holder's terminal line and delays the end of the terminal line for a while, the sword holders of later generations will naturally follow the path you opened and move forward, standing beside you.
on your shoulders, rather than finding another way.
At this time, you will be a truly legendary sword holder, and your name will become a well-known existence for future generations of sword holders.
Just like now, Ouyang Rong went to look for traces of things left by Tao Yuanming.
To a certain extent, this is the true way of passing on the myth of the sword bearer.
It is also due to the extremely small number of sword holders. In theory, only nine sword holders can exist at the same time in the same era. The birth interval of each generation of sword holders is long, the intensity of competition between them is extremely low, and tacit cooperation is far better than selfishness.
It brings more benefits.
Because of the competition for the tripod, no family, one surname, or even one dynasty could monopolize the mythical tripod sword and the sword-holder for a long time.
Cauldron swords channel spirits. From their perspective, everyone from princes and generals to traffickers and pawns is greedy for their mythical power. Most of the people they encounter are careerists who blindly borrow and ask for them.
Only the legendary sword holder is the real altruist, and he is digging into the upper limit of the mythical sword holder!
To establish meritorious deeds and establish words is to establish the merits of excavating the unparalleled bloodline, to establish the virtue of selfless inheritance, and to establish the words of sword techniques passed down from generation to generation.
It's nothing more than [craftsmanship] Marriage first, love later, changed from the cold and cold attitude in the past, and became obsessed with Ouyang Rong, the former cheap sword master.
Staring at the bottom of the lake, as if looking at a stone, waiting for the arrival of a certain dead ghost.
If it had been left in the past, [Jiang Zuo] would lie down at the bottom of the lake, motionless, and ignore Ouyang Rong. If he forgets it, he will forget it. At worst, he will sleep for a hundred years and send away the most dogged sword master first.
Anyway, when it comes out in the future, it will still be a little sweetie, and people will be competing for it...
It's a pity that I can't go back.
Ouyang Rong did not go out secretly, but boarded a long-awaited carriage at the back door.
Ali received the young master's instructions during the day, specially fed the horse, and waited at the back door late at night.
Ouyang Rong took the car out openly.
There is no curfew in the city tonight because it is a special day.
He opened the curtains and glanced at the sky in the distance.
In the direction of Xiushui Fang, there are fireworks blooming one after another. They are fireworks set off in advance by wealthy people.
It has just passed midnight, that is, past twelve o'clock, and now it is the Lantern Festival on the fifteenth day of the first lunar month.
During the Lantern Festival in the Zhou Dynasty, there was a three-day holiday, from the 14th to the 16th day of the first lunar month. The curfew would also be lifted on these nights, allowing people to go out at night to enjoy lanterns and play, which was called "night release".
Although it is not before twelve o'clock, it is still the fourteenth day of the first lunar month, but on the night of the fourteenth day, the curfew has been lifted in advance.
So Ouyang Rong chose an upright past, and the reason was very good.
"Brother Huaimin probably hasn't slept yet..."
Ouyang Rong looked a little embarrassed.
Chengtian Temple was not completely demolished, only half of it was demolished, and it was originally given to the Xingzifang Buddha statue.
Taking Xingzi Lake as the boundary, the west bank of the lake is the Xingzifang construction site, and the north bank is the remaining Chengtian Temple building.
Yuan Huaimin still lives in this temple. I heard that he is used to it and doesn't want to change.
Because he was unexpectedly promoted to the governor of Jiangzhou, the old abbot of Chengtian Temple and his disciples were very polite to him and did not drive him away like other poor scholars, which was sad.
Since everyone said that Liang Han was still awake, it was normal for him to go out to his friends to drink and play the piano in the middle of the night, right?
Even if the female officials of the Supervisory Yuan discover it, nothing will happen, right? After all, thanks to Brother Huaimin, people all over the world may now know that Jiangzhou Sima Ouyang Lianghan stays up in the middle of the night and likes to go to Chengtian Temple to hang out with someone.
hobbies.
Ouyang Rong hugged the piano case and nodded expressionlessly.
…
Although there is no moon tonight, there are a lot of fireworks in Xunyang City, mainly concentrated in Xiushui Fang, which is neither rich nor noble, followed by Xunyang Fang.
Just after midnight, two squares of fireworks were set off into the sky for free.
Xingzifang is different. Almost no one sets off the fireworks, and most of them stay until the Lantern Festival night.
After the Buddha's head and the female officials of the Sitian Prison evacuated, the Xingzi Lake construction site was dark and the lake was dark and calm. Only some of the main halls, courtyards and other buildings of Chengtian Temple on the other side were lit with lights, giving the impression of watching a fire from across the bank.
In the southwest corner of Chengtian Temple, there is a small courtyard near the lake. There are about a dozen lanterns gathered in the center of the courtyard. They are swaying left and right, as if they are being held by black shadows. The lantern holders are looking up at the fireworks.
The name of this hospital is Beitian Alms Home.
Tonight is the eve of the Lantern Festival, and the monks allow these poor and pitiful people to light lanterns.
In fact, these lanterns were not bought by the temple, but were sent to Jiangzhou Hall by Yuan Huaimin.
The monks distributed it, but of course, they also withheld a little from it.
In fact, most of the temples in the Zhou Dynasty had this kind of welfare home, which was used to take in the disabled, old and young.
It can be regarded as a people's livelihood project, especially when the current governor Ouyang Lianghan took office as a long history, he seemed to pay special attention to this kind of welfare home, and sent people to carefully repair it within Jiangzhou, which attracted a lot of praise.
Voice.
At the Beitian Nursing Home in Chengtian Temple, on the eve of the Lantern Festival, most of the poor children who have not been taken home by their families for the festival are really unwanted and have not run away.
In the center of the courtyard, a group of disabled people, old and young, were holding lanterns, silently, looking up at the fireworks of Fugui Xiu Shuifang in the distance.
Each face has its own loneliness and hope.
In the southwest corner of the yard, there was a thin and inconspicuous girl sitting alone.
No family members came to pick her up, no family members gave her glutinous rice balls, and no monk gave her a lantern.
Because...she doesn't need it.
The slender girl did not watch the fireworks with her companions. She sat alone on the ground, holding her knees with her hands, her back to everyone, her appearance was hidden by the night, and a little finger was missing from the right hand of her knees.
She was as quiet as a virgin, her face blurred, as if facing a lonely lake.
Although I have not seen it with my own eyes, I can still hear the sound of the giant Buddha collapsing that day, the fierce sound of the cauldron fire in the sky, the howling of the dog officer and owl, the panicked footsteps of the female officers and soldiers, the angry roar of the purple-qi old woman...
All resounded in my ears.
Among these noises, she heard alone, there was a subtle sound of something that faintly contained the power of myth, but was extremely small, "ding dong" falling into the water.
Zhao Qingxiu was extremely certain that a "star" had fallen into the Xingzi Lake.