The rain was pouring down, and the drizzle was like the tears of a lover, falling endlessly, and God seemed to be owed millions of taels of silver. It was gloomy all day long. Occasionally, there was a chill.
The wind was an unknown bird whose wings were wetted by the drizzle. It flew up and down randomly, and then hit a small tree that had just sprouted new buds, causing a ripple in the air.
fluctuation.
"Silly bird, it's been raining all day, and it's still flying out." The old man carried a handful of farm tools and looked around the farmland. When he saw the birds flying around, he couldn't help but feel funny and whispered.
Whispering. Looking at the wet sky and earth, he knew that his plan was going to fail again. Although it had just passed the New Year for a while, the weather had a bit of a chilling chill.
The old man originally wanted to plow the field as soon as possible so that it could be irrigated by the spring rain so that the soil could better absorb the nutrients of the rainwater. But he did not expect that it had been raining for half a month, and he could only leave it at that.
Give it up. Originally, there were some signs of sunny weather today. Unexpectedly, less than half an hour after the weather opened up, it became gloomy and annoying again.
In front of the old man, there is a large river as clear as blue. The river twists and turns upward from south to north. The weather is heavy and the rain is falling like silk, but it does not have a scene like a long river of misty rain. It's just that here
In such a scene, the old man couldn't feel any interest at all, because he knew that if the pattering rain continued like this, it would not be a good thing for him.
After shaking off the rainwater on his raincoat, the old man held the bamboo hat on his head again. He hunched his body and walked slowly towards his home. His messy footprints were left on the muddy path.
, deep and shallow echoing the rain.
An old yellow dog rushed towards him in the drizzle, and then the old yellow dog barked at him a few more times. The old man's eyes narrowed slightly, and a look of solemnity appeared on his full and weathered face.
After carrying the heavy farm tools, the old man couldn't help but speed up his pace. At this time, the rain was getting heavier and heavier, with rain curtains falling everywhere, and the rain and fog becoming thicker and thicker.
The yellow dog was as old as the old man. The yellow hair on its body was mottled in patches. It shook its head and led the old man to run towards the dilapidated courtyard. The old yellow dog was panting and seemed to be running too fast.
The old man was carrying heavy farm tools on his shoulders, and his steps seemed a little staggering, but he still caught up with the old yellow dog.
Pushing open the courtyard door, a pungent smell of blood filled the air. Even in such a humid climate, the pungent smell of blood was still strong. The smell of blood spread quickly, and the old man couldn't help but tremble when he stepped into the courtyard.
He stopped his legs for a moment, hesitated for a moment, and finally stepped into the courtyard. The yellow dog barked at him a few more times, as if urging him.
Then he saw two teenagers lying unconscious in the courtyard of his house covered in blood. The rain wet the clothes of the two teenagers. The old man shuddered slightly. He saw these two young people.
His face was filled with all sorts of emotions.
"You, you bring in everyone to your house, and you don't know how to distinguish good from bad. Whenever bad people are brought in, we will all suffer. What's so good about the two of them, even you help them? I really can't figure it out, God!
, it rains every day and never ends, it’s really annoying.” The old man’s stooped body stood up slightly, and he whispered to the old yellow dog. The old yellow dog whined and wagged its tail.
I strongly disagree with the old man's point of view.
"Okay, I'm afraid of you. I can't do this next time. I don't distinguish between good and bad people. Alas, why don't you stay at home on this rainy day and run out? In this troubled year, there are bandits and bandits everywhere.
Maybe these two people encountered bandits. Seeing that they are still carrying weapons, they must be practicing martial arts. Oh, so what if they are still practicing martial arts, they are not injured." The old man kept talking to himself while holding the two unconscious men.
The boy woke up covered in blood and carried him into the house.
Although the old man was thin and stooped, he was very strong. He carried the two teenagers into the house with one hand. Seeing this, the old yellow dog couldn't help wagging its tail happily and followed.
The old man entered the house. As the two teenagers with blood stains all over their bodies were carried into the house, the blood stains remaining on the ground began to be washed away by the increasingly heavy rain.
"Ouch, it hurts me so much. Can you please be gentle?" A hearty voice came, "You are a hero, and you are not being hunted down like a lost dog." Another voice as gentle as the spring breeze couldn't help but
retorted. With a "creak", the old door of the house was opened, and two teenagers slowly walked out of the house.
One was a young man with a handsome face and a blue shirt. This young man was supporting a young man with a handsome face and an angular face dressed in black clothes. The two slowly walked out of the house and came to the small stone bench in the courtyard. Blue
The young man in black clothes helped the young man in black clothes to sit on the stone bench, and he sat down opposite the young man in black clothes. As soon as they sat down, a yellow dog with mottled fur ran out of the courtyard.
He came in and rolled happily at the feet of the two teenagers.
The boy in the blue shirt reached out and stroked the yellow dog's body. His eyes couldn't help but reveal a look of nostalgia for the past. His slender fingers gently stroked the mottled fur on the yellow dog's body, and his hands trembled slightly.
The boy in the blue shirt seemed to be deep in thought, and the yellow dog seemed to enjoy the feeling of the boy's touch. It docilely allowed the touch of the boy in the blue shirt.
The boy in black clothes looked at the yellow dog who was enjoying himself and the boy in blue shirt who was deep in thought. He felt very bored and raised his head and looked around. At this time, the sky was covered with a thin layer of black.
There were clouds, and there were wisps of light mist everywhere, and the ground was still a little damp, but the surrounding trees began to reveal a layer of light green buds, and the blowing wind was moist but began to feel warm.
The yellow dog suddenly raised its head and looked at the door of the courtyard. Then it jumped up from the ground and ran towards the door of the courtyard. The yellow dog's actions woke up the young man in blue shirt who was deep in thought.
, his eyebrows furrowed, and there was a flash of light in his eyes, and then his flashing light quickly disappeared. He and the young man in Xuanyi looked at each other, their faces were very calm, and they showed no strange behavior.
The old man placed the heavy farm tools on his shoulders under the corner of the courtyard. He looked at the two young men with a pair of cloudy eyes and said, "How are Mr. Ling and Mr. Ye feeling today? Are they feeling better? Not the old man.
Let me tell you, you two, in these troubled times, if you can't stay at home well and have to run out, you are not looking for trouble. Fortunately, you two are young and strong, and the wounds from the sword are just superficial injuries.
, just rest for a few days and you’ll be fine.”
"It's much better today. I'm worthy of being Hua Tuo who was reborn in Bian Que. The injuries of both our brothers have been healed by more than half." The young man in blue got up from the stone bench and walked towards the old man, and then he
As he answered, he skillfully picked up a bamboo basket from the old man's hand. The bamboo basket was filled with a basket of palm-sized fish, and the fish was beating constantly in the bamboo basket.
"Haha, I'm lucky today. I caught a few more fish, just to replenish your health." The old man squinted his cloudy and weathered eyes and said kindly to the young man in blue. "There are so many fish, we are sure
If you can’t finish eating, I’ll help you.” The young man in blue shirt carried the fish in a bamboo basket and walked to a small house next to the house. He said as he walked. The old man smiled happily and followed the blue
The boy in a shirt walked into the kitchen next to the house together.
Only the young man in black clothes was left in the courtyard, staring blankly at the wisp of smoke rising from the kitchen. He couldn't help but be fascinated by the light and dancing smoke, as if the smoke turned into a wisp of smoke?
Piao Piao danced like a fairy. He couldn't help but secretly feel sad, staring at the wisps of cooking hair. He completely ignored the old yellow dog lying at his feet and sweeping the hair around his ankles with its almost hairless tail.
Wound.
"There is nothing good in the mountains and fields. It all depends on the fish in the river. Don't mind, gentlemen." The old man took out broken bowls filled with steaming fish and apologized to the two young men.
He said, "I'm sorry, uncle, you are still our brothers' savior. How can a benefactor apologize to these boys?" The young man in black clothes grinned and said to the old man.
"One look at the two young masters, it seems that they are not from ordinary families. It is fate that we met each other. Why talk about a great favor? Just talking about it has established our identity." The old man said with a smile. "Old man, you are really too polite.
Well, if you hadn't saved us two brothers, we would have perished long ago. By the way, old man, why are you the only one left? Where is your family?" The other young man in blue shirt washed the dishes and came out of the kitchen.
He walked out and asked curiously.
"Well, there was a dog who was killed in a mutiny a few years ago. The old man is used to being alone. Don't you still have rhubarb to accompany me? This fish should be eaten while it's hot. It'll be delicious when it's cold.
If there is a fishy smell, the taste will change. Come, come, come, eat quickly." There was a sad look in the old man's eyes, and then he smiled relievedly and greeted the two teenagers.
The bowl was very broken and old, but the fish in the bowl wafted out bursts of aroma from time to time. This fish aroma greatly increased the appetite. The two teenagers seemed to have never eaten such delicious food, and they gulped down and vomited.
Swallowing, even the old yellow dog that couldn't serve on the table let out bursts of joyful barking. The old man's ravine-like wrinkles also stretched out at that moment, and he looked at the two with kind eyes.
juvenile.
"It's been a long time since I've been as peaceful and quiet as I have been in the past few days. There's no pursuit by the rivers and lakes, and there's no big responsibility in the world. Looking at the turbulent river and listening to the sound of new shoots emerging, it all seems like a dream." The young man in black clothes completely ignored it.
He spoke with emotion as he figuratively picked the fish bones stuck between his teeth with his nails. The boy in blue shirt beside him nodded slightly, seeming to agree with the other person's point of view.
"Actually, everyone's perspective is different, and the nature of things they see is also different. Just like the old man who lost his son in old age, he must be extremely sad. But time is a wonderful medicine that can heal the grief in people's hearts.
, it should be good for me to enjoy my old age in this quiet and simple mountain village." The young man in black clothes said again leisurely.
"Everyone has a different mission, which leads to a different path for everyone. You don't have to persuade me like this. In fact, I know very well that just the two of us can't fight against the Cangqiong Sect, let alone Linglong Valley.
.There must be people in Linglong Valley who are adding fuel to the flames and eager to promote this matter. We are under great pressure, but I will not give up, and I believe she will not give up either." The blue-shirted young man's eyes shot out a piercing glow.
He said with a very firm look in his eyes.
"Two brothers in this life, I naturally support you. As the ancients said, good things come to an end. I know how you feel now. You want to spread your wings and fly to Linglong Valley, but we still have to get rid of those tails first. Along the way, Cangqiongmen sent out
With so many masters coming to chase us, it’s time to teach them a painful lesson. Let’s defeat them in Qianzhou first, so that they know that Cangqiongmen, one of the four ancient martial arts sects, is not an unshakable god.