Ding Sanshi stared at Lin Beichen's face for ten breaths.
"I used to trust people easily, but I was betrayed many times."
He looked at the young girls in the distance who were still choosing their swords in front of the square stone table, and said, "Didn't you just ask me if I was also born in Baiyun City?"
Lin Beichen nodded: "Tell your story."
Ding Sanshi choked, then slapped Lin Beichen's head hard and said, "You little bastard, can't you be more serious? The sad atmosphere I just created was shattered by you."
Lin Beichen smiled coquettishly and said: "Things of the past should be treated as the past. Just talk about it properly without immersing yourself in it. The great literary... Kendo master Lu Xun once said that a true warrior dares to
Face the bleak life and dare to face the dripping blood."
"Lu Xun?"
Ding Sanshi asked doubtfully: "How come I haven't heard of this name? However, someone who can say such things must be a true master."
Lin Beichen rubbed his eyebrows with his middle finger and said, "Continue, Old Ding, are you really from Baiyun City?"
Ding Sanshi stood up from his seat and said, "Follow me."
He walked towards the pond in the back garden.
Lin Beichen dragged the big silver sword, and the tip of the sword rubbed against the stone slabs, causing fire and sparks and lightning all the way to the edge of the pool.
Ding Sanshi looked at him speechlessly.
Lin Beichen smiled and simply inserted the big silver sword aside.
"Actually, sixteen years ago, there were five famous swords in Baiyun City, not the three famous swords now." Ding Sanshi said: "It's just that due to some changes later, one of the five famous swords died, and the other
Being expelled from Baiyun City, even though he has not been removed from the roster, he can only wander outside and cannot return to Baiyun City for the rest of his life."
"That person is you, Old Ding?"
Lin Beichen asked.
Ding Sanshi nodded: "You guessed it so quickly."
nonsense.
Lin Beichen complained in his heart.
This is how it's done in TV dramas.
"My master is one of the seven descendants of contemporary Baiyun City. [Baiyun Sword Immortal] Mo Yougan was originally the first successor in Baiyun City, but in order to keep me, he voluntarily gave up his position as city lord.
I wandered around the empire and finally settled in Yunmeng City. According to the agreement made back then, only when I cultivated a swordsman genius that was comparable to the five famous sword masters who died that year, would I be eligible to return to Baiyun City and see him again.
Master."
Ding Sanshi briefly described the antecedents.
"Did the senior brother of the five famous swordsmen die because of you?"
Lin Beichen said.
Ding Sanshi said: "The matter is very complicated, but it is not wrong to say that he died because of me."
Deep in Lin Beichen's heart, there was a gossip heart that was ready to move.
But when I thought about being too curious at this time, I would inevitably disrespect Lao Ding, so I had to say: "You love your senior brother very much?"
Ding Sanshi nodded and said with deep emotion: "The reason why the five famous swords can stand out in Baiyun City and become famous in the Beihai Empire is because of Senior Brother. He is the most dazzling one and the most proud one.
, is the one who has always taught us and spurred us. Without him, there would be no us. For the four of us, the senior brother is not only an elder brother, but also half a master and half a father."
"oh."
For some reason, the shadow of Shen Fei suddenly appeared in Lin Beichen's mind.
That young man was once regarded as a half-senior and half-brother by Shuangbi, a junior student of the National Royal Academy. He had great trust. Even after Shen Fei was clearly possessed by the devil, he overcame the fear in his heart and went to help him. In the end, Shen Fei was possessed by the devil. Fei devoured the flesh and blood and ate them all, which also affected the Tao and Li families. At this time, they were probably ruined.
As for the specific causes and consequences of that year, Lin Beichen did not ask any more questions.
Although he was very curious, he obviously did not want his questioning to be like a hand that seemed kind but was actually vicious, roughly opening and tearing Ding Sanshi's scar that had barely scabbed after years of vicissitudes. The heart-wrenching scars hidden underneath were exposed again.
"I heard Director Chu Hen say that Cao Potian was your former disciple?"
Lin Beichen asked curiously: "You chose him back then because you hoped to cultivate him into a genius comparable to that senior brother so that you could return to Baiyun City?"
Ding Sanshi said: "Yes, Chu Hen is such a big mouth, but he will tell you everything."
After a pause, Ding Sanshi continued: "My master tried his best to protect me back then, but the other three junior brothers could not forgive me. They made an appointment to test the sword every three years, and they would bring their successors with them. , came to Yunmeng City to test my results. Among them, Junior Brother Bai hated me the most because he admired the senior brother the most at the beginning and regarded the senior brother as his idol and his own brother, so every time In this sword trial appointment, Junior Brother Bai was the most active..."
So that's it. Lin Beichen suddenly realized.
"Three years ago, Junior Brother Bai came to Yunmeng City, saw Cao Potian, and was impressed by his talent. So he offered benefits to Cao Potian, making Potian choose to join his sect and become a member of Baiyun City."
Ding Sanshi briefly described what happened three years ago.
Lin Beichen habitually rubbed his eyebrows with his middle finger and said: "Bai Haiqin's vision for selecting disciples is too bad. Then Cao Potian doesn't look like a good bird. If he can betray you, Lao Ding, for profit, then he will not be able to do so in the future." Will betray him, or even Baiyun City, because of interests."
Ding Sanshi did not answer this question.
He looked at the moon in the sky reflected in the pool, and his thoughts seemed to go back to the past.
Reaching out from his arms, he took out a wooden carving the size of a child's fist. The carving was of an old man with kind eyebrows and kind eyes, an immortal demeanor, wearing a simple white moire Taoist robe. He had a slim figure, a three-pointed smile, and long white eyebrows. Shoulders, one look gives off the aura of an outsider.
"Is this your master, Old Ding, who gave up his power to protect you?"
Lin Beichen asked casually.
Ding Sanshi nodded: "It's his old man."
Lin Beichen subconsciously said: "His old man's name is Mo Yougan? Tsk, tsk, tsk, he does not look very rich."
Snapped.
Ding Sanshi raised his hand and gave Lin Beichen a stir-fried chestnut and said, "How can you speak nonsense about your master?"
Lin Beichen covered his head and said aggrievedly: "Didn't you say that we are not familiar with each other?"
"Didn't you say that once a teacher is always a father?"
"I regret it now. As a master, you have never given me any apprenticeship ceremony."
"Haha, you have boarded my pirate ship, and the cabin has been welded shut by you. You still want to get off?"
"Haha, eh? Master, I see there is a statue in your arms. Who is that? Is it Master Uncle?"