Qin Guichen didn't know the stories and legends about Longbei Mountain in the Western Regions of the world, so Ye Xiaochuan briefly told her the story of the great dragon mother who tried to save her son.
After listening to this, Qin Guichen was very touched.
Fairy Liuyun is willing to die in order to survive for her children.
Her mother, Fairy Cangmu, didn't want her to live well, so she returned to the Queen Mother of the West to die.
Her father Qin Feng, in order to protect her, sealed himself in an empty cave in Death Lake, stayed alone for hundreds of years, and finally died quietly.
Qin Guichen felt the heartache and sadness in Ye Xiaochuan and in this story of Longbei Mountain.
Not for Ye Xiaochuan.
It's for herself.
When both of them were silent in the sadness of missing their loved ones, Wang Keke led Dugu Changfeng over.
Dugu Changfeng looked really hungry. His mouth was full of oil, and it was obvious that he had eaten a lot.
He likes to eat meat, but his mother doesn't let him eat too much meat, and only lets Qin Guichen eat some whole grains every day.
At this moment, I was holding a piece of meat bone in my hand, but I didn't eat it.
Said: "My aunt, this meat is delicious. I left a piece of meat for Aba. Like Changfeng, he likes to eat meat the most."
Ye Xiaochuan felt that the name Aba sounded familiar, but he couldn't remember who it was.
Qin's girlfriend said: "Do you still remember the person Yang Juan'er raised in the jar? He is Aba."
Ye Xiaochuan looked thoughtful and quickly thought about it.
Back then, Yuan Xiaolou rescued Yang Juaner and Gu Changqing in Yulong Village, but met Hua Wuyou by the river and was taken away by Hua Wuyou.
Yang Juan'er and Yang Juan'er, who had passed out and had their cultivation levels sealed, were accidentally hit by the five ethnic guerrillas and taken to the Wanyuan Mountain camp in the west of southern Xinjiang.
Yang Juaner was pretty, and men from the five ethnic groups in southern Xinjiang often slipped into her tent in the middle of the night.
After arriving at the Wanyuan Mountain camp, they were recognized by Yu Linglong.
With the "help" of Yu Linglong, several men would visit Yang Juaner's secret lair almost every night.
During that time, Yang Juaner had served as many as eight hundred men, ranging from one thousand to eight hundred.
Among them was a lame man who had no sympathy for her and ravaged Yang Juaner's body every time.
Later, after Yang Juaner was discovered by Ye Xiaochuan, the lame man's bones were broken, his tongue was cut off, and he was put into a jar.
They tortured him day and night using methods similar to those used to raise poisonous insects in southern Xinjiang.
Ye Xiaochuan frowned and said, "It's been five years, and the person in the jar is still not dead?"
Qin's girlfriend said: "I don't know much about the grievances between Aba and Juan'er. Over the years, Juan'er's attitude towards Aba has been very strange. Sometimes she often beats and scolds him, and sometimes she is very gentle to him."
Dugu Changfeng said: "Auntie, when are we going back? Aba must be hungry too."
Qin Guichen said softly: "That village has been exposed, we can't go back."
Dugu Changfeng said anxiously: "What should Aba do?"
Ye Xiaochuan did not expect that Yu Linglong's son had no demonic nature at all and was full of kindness in his heart.
He turned to Wang Keke and said, "Old naughty boy."
Wang Keke said: "You old immortal Ye Xiaozi, you don't want me to go and fetch that useless person Abba from the Qinling Mountains, do you?"
Ye Xiaochuan asked: "Then are you going?" Wang Keke lowered his head and said: "Go, why not go? This place is not far from Qinling Mountains, and you can go back and forth in a few hours. However, I have to ask you for a few days off.
God, I finally went out. You have to let me have a good time outside.
Ten days.”
Ye Xiaochuan said: "Two days."
Wang Keke shook his head and said: "No, two days is too little, at least eight days!"
"Three days."
"Six days!"
"Four days."
"Five days!"
"Four days and a half."
"Three and a half days!"
"make a deal."
Ye Xiaochuan made the final decision, and Wang Keke was a little confused.
He realized that he had been tricked by Ye Xiaochuan again during this holiday auction.
Three and a half days, just three and a half days. Ever since I and Ye Xiaochuan came to this barren place outside the Great Wall, I have been eating sand for more than two years. I have to do all the dirty work by myself. I just work overtime every day, and I don’t get paid.
A penny boy.
After more than two years, I finally have my first holiday, and I can go out and have fun for a while.
So, Wang Keke didn't wait until dawn, and went on vacation happily.
After the interruption of trade between the East and the West, the once extremely busy Silk Road became lifeless.
There was not a single guest in the inn.
Qin Guichen was seriously injured and needed treatment. After Wang Keke left, Ye Xiaochuan led Qin Guichen and Dugu Changfeng to the guest room upstairs to let them rest first.
With Ye Xiaochuan here, Qin Guichen felt at ease.
Without saying anything, he went inside to heal his wounds.
As for Dugu Changfeng, the little child is actually very independent and lives in a room by himself.
Ye Xiaochuan was sitting in the lobby on the first floor, drinking bowls of wine.
After drinking three jars of strong liquor, he didn't even feel drunk at all.
On the table in front of him was a sword.
The sword is inserted into the scabbard. The hilt is wrapped with layers of black silk thread. The scabbard is also very ordinary. The first impression you get is that the sword is a rusty vanadium iron sword.
.
When it was almost dawn, Ye Xiaochuan slowly stretched out his hand and grabbed the long sword.
The sword is unsheathed.
The black-green sword is covered with ancient lines of vicissitudes of life.
It is exactly the sacrificial inscriptions and ghost cloud patterns of the black shaman tribe in southern Xinjiang in the past.
This sword is none other than the Divine Sword Wufeng.
A few hours ago, Wu Feng drank blood from seven people and cut off six heads, but because Ye Xiaochuan drew his sword too fast, not a drop of donated blood was left on the sword.
"puff!"
Ye Xiaochuan sprayed a mouthful of wine on the sword.
Then, he wiped it gently with a piece of cloth.
The movements are slow and gentle.
Like a lover's hands.
If you want to understand any law to its ultimate state, you need to integrate yourself into the law.
Kendo is no exception.
If you want to understand the highest realm of swordsmanship, you must become one with your sword.
Only by using your life to protect your sword can you understand the true meaning of the sword and the true meaning of the sword.
Deng Deng...
The sound of footsteps was heard after the god.
It turned out that it was dawn, Dugu Changfeng rubbed his eyes and walked upstairs and down.
Seeing Ye Xiaochuan wiping his sword, he suddenly became excited.
He ran to Ye Xiaochuan and said, "Is this your sword? It's so beautiful."
Ye Xiaochuan said: "Last night, it just beheaded six people. Aren't you afraid?"
Dugu Changfeng shook his head and said: "I'm not afraid. My mother said that when I grow up, she will also give me a sword! A murderous sword! Kill all the bad guys in the world!" Ye Xiaochuan smiled,
Said: "If all the bad guys in the world are killed, then there will probably be no one left in the world."
