When the three of them returned to the inn after shopping, it was already close to meal time. As monks, she and Ji Xing could not eat much, but He Zhan, who was still a child, had to eat.
Sitting on the second floor, you can turn around and see the diners downstairs. People in the lobby are talking to each other, which is quite lively.
Judging from the topics they talked about, they seemed to be local monks.
"Guess who I saw two days ago?"
The two companions rolled their eyes at him, and one of them mercilessly exposed his pretense, "Isn't it Qin Shu? You don't know how many times you have said it."
"Yes, that's him." Unfazed by his companion's rolling eyes, the man said mysteriously again, "This time it's different. I saw it inside the Jinhui Casino!"
The two people sitting opposite seemed to have heard some big news, and their eyes widened in surprise, "He actually dared to go back to Jin...Jinhui Casino?"
The man clicked his tongue and glanced at his companion with disdain in pride.
"Why don't you dare? When he was only fifteen years old, he dared to cause chaos in the casino and killed his enemies and his own father before escaping. Now that things have happened decades ago, why don't he dare to come back?
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If you ask me, he might have been responsible for the fire in the gambling house back then."
The fire caused heavy losses to the Jin family. The Jin family claimed that it was an accidental fire, but some people did not believe this statement.
It's one thing not to believe it, but few dare to really say it out loud.
After all, the Jin family, as the first family, would not be able to live with the loss of an entire army by a young boy.
Even though it had been so long, no one dared to ask about the cause of the fire. They only asked Qin Shu about it.
"Then what is he doing back now, and going to Jinhui Casino?"
"Come here, I'll tell you quietly." The man waved to the two of them to come closer, and whispered the news, "He's here to declare a challenge! He said that after midnight, there will be no more Jinhui gambling in Yuan County
Square!”
The people in the lobby who were eavesdropping with their ears suddenly gasped.
Jinhui Casino is not run by ordinary people.
The boss behind it, the Jin family, is the only family of cultivation in Yuan County. There are four masters in the foundation-building stage alone, and there is also an ancestor with Jindan cultivation who is sitting in the Jinhui Casino. No one within a hundred miles dares to come to this life.
thing.
How could Qin Shu defeat such a large family by himself?
"Is he desperate for his life? He has been running away for decades and yet he is back. Maybe he is tired of living."
"If it were me, I would definitely die outside and never come back."
"Hey! This morning I saw that the wanted notice posted by the Jin family has not been withdrawn. I will go and put it up later. Maybe I can make a fortune along with it."
After this reminder, many people were ready to make a move.
At this time, a questioning voice suddenly sounded in the noise, "The Qin Shu you are talking about has a small scar on his forehead and uses a sword with his left hand. Oh, he also carries two swords of different sizes?
"
Most of the people talking in the lobby have never met Qin Shu. It's just that the incident decades ago was too big and spread repeatedly in this relatively closed town, so he became a well-known 'celebrity'
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However, the person who started talking at the beginning had seen Qin Shu. He thought about it and nodded affirmatively, "Yes, Qin Shu did use the sword with his left hand at that time. His right hand was interrupted on the field. His father
There was no money to treat him, so his hand became useless. Unexpectedly, he learned to use the sword with his left hand."
After confirming that the Qin Shu they were talking about was the Qin Shu they had heard of, the man smiled strangely and said, "I guess you rarely go outside to practice."
Some people are puzzled: "We often go out for training. I wonder what this Taoist friend means by this?"
"I heard about Qin Shu. His mastery of using a left-handed sword is unparalleled. His swordsmanship is extremely high, and his cultivation speed is unparalleled. He cultivated to the golden elixir stage before he was even a hundred years old, attracting the admiration of countless fellow cultivators.
How could such a person become what you call the person who overestimates his own abilities and seeks death?"
This man was a casual cultivator with outside experience. He knew better than these blind people what kind of person Qin Shu was.
Qin Shu was a person that the casual cultivators admired and feared.
There was an uproar in the lobby.
At the golden elixir stage, many people cannot reach a state in their lifetime. Even the monks present can only reach the eighth level of Qi training at the highest level.
The Jin family only has one ancestor who is in the Jindan stage. Qin Shu has only disappeared for decades and has reached this level of cultivation.
This kind of Qin Shu was very different from the image that stayed in everyone's memory. People in the lobby refuted it on the spot.
"Impossible! If he is so powerful, why didn't he come back earlier to take revenge? Decades have passed. What's the point of coming back? Fellow Taoist, I'm afraid he has recognized the wrong person."
But people who know the inside story have some understanding, "He had killed all his enemies back then, and his parents were dead, so why would he come back?
Although the pain he suffered when he was young was due to the Jinhui Casino, the person who pushed him to compete in the competition was probably his inhumane father."
What you said to me, sentence by sentence, basically turned over the past events about Qin Shu completely.
After listening to the local people’s popular science, Tong Yan was filled with regrets, gambling was really undesirable.
At worst, it can lead to the loss of one's family and property; at worst, it can lead to the separation of one's wife and children, harming others and oneself!
"Young master, you have been practicing for four times, have you heard of Qin Shu?" After hearing the story, Tong Yan became very curious about Qin Shu. Thinking that Ji Xing would often wander around, he turned to ask him.
Ji Xing: "We met him once, and the poor monk also heard a few rumors about him."
Tong Yan asked: "Is it true that the man said that he is very talented in swordsmanship?"
Even the elite disciples of major sects may not receive the praise just now.
He thought for a while and nodded lightly, "What the poor monk heard is almost the same as what the fellow Taoist said just now. Qin Shu is indeed a very talented person.
I heard that when he was young, he wanted to join the Sword Sect, but because his right hand was disabled, he was rejected by the real person in charge at the time. After that, he tried to go to other small sects, but was rejected many times. In the end, he could only become a casual cultivator.
member."
It is difficult for casual cultivators to survive, let alone Qin Shu who lost his right hand.
How he spent that difficult time, no one knows, but a long time later, with his left-handed sword skills, the word "Qin Shu" gradually resounded in the casual cultivator circle.
Decades later, he is gradually recognized by more people because of his excellent strength and talent.
Tong Yan, who knew the cause and effect, felt a little aggrieved for him, "It's a pity for such an outstanding person. I guess those who rejected Qin Shu at that time must have regretted it later."
After all, I rejected a person with such potential.
Hearing what she said, Ji Xing smiled and shook his head.
"It's rare, isn't it?" She wondered.
"These sects did regret not keeping him at first, but then there were more and more rumors about him, and they were glad that they had nothing to do with him."
Surprised! Is there something wrong with this person?
He spoke with a clear tone and made a very objective evaluation, "Qin Shu has a ruthless and casual style, and is a troublemaker. He often seeks out people to initiate fights, and the talented disciples of each family are more or less...
Have fought with him.
Moreover, this man is as fierce as a wild beast when fighting, and his attacks are sure to result in bloodshed, and he has made many enemies who will never stop fighting to the death."
So Qin Shu is also troublesome, and those sects naturally don't want to get involved.
A great future is achieved like this
Half sympathetic and half helpless, Tong Yan felt a little sad, "This may have a lot to do with his unfortunate childhood."
Ji Xing also agreed with this point. If it hadn't been for this chance, he wouldn't have known that he was a disaster in the eyes of others and had such a tragic story behind him.
An inconspicuous little courtyard in the city.
In the evening, the light in the room dimmed, and the hostess lit the dim oil lamp and continued busy with what she was doing.
The child was playing at the door of the yard, looking at the way back from time to time, hoping that his father who was out would come back soon.
After the meal was ready, the hostess raised her voice and asked the child: "Have you seen your father come back?"
"No, mother." The child looked out and saw no one, and replied loudly.
"We usually come back at this time, why are we so late today?" the hostess muttered. After placing the dishes and chopsticks, she wiped her hands and went to work in the kitchen.
Not long after, a child came from the yard and shouted happily, "Daddy, Mom, Mom, Daddy is back! Come out and see."
The hostess ran out in a hurry, scolding the child for yelling and screaming, but the smile on the corner of her mouth was very obvious. Her husband came home safely, and she felt relieved.
"Wash your hands and eat. What happened today? Why did you come back later than yesterday?"
"Something happened that delayed me for a while..."
The sound of clinking bowls and chopsticks could be heard intermittently in the house, chatting between husband and wife, children interrupting from time to time, and the family was enjoying themselves happily.
A tall green figure had been standing outside the courtyard for an unknown amount of time.
The full moon in the sky was once again covered by dark clouds, and the faint frosty color disappeared at night.
The dark clouds dispersed, and when the moonlight shone down again, the quiet alley was empty.
There was a lonely grave, and a man in green knelt silently in front of the grave, motionless, for a whole night.
The early morning sunlight hit his body, and the man slowly opened his eyes, without any trace of the trepidation he had when he just woke up.
The morning dew wet his clothes, and he kowtowed towards the tombstone without realizing it.
"Mom, Shu'er can only look at you now. You must be angry and scolding me."
He took out the ashes he had been carrying around his neck and held them, his hidden emotions finally revealed.
"Mom, don't be angry, Shu'er has always been with you."
The man said nonchalantly.
The lonely clouds, the breeze, and the chirping of birds all seemed to be infected by his grief.
"I was too weak back then. I didn't even dare to erect a complete tombstone for you. I was afraid that the Jin family would bother you. Now Shu'er will erect a new tombstone for you. After today, they will never have the chance again.
It’s so noisy to my mother.”
After he finished speaking, he paused for a long time, feeling sad all around.
A hoarse voice sounded with difficulty, "Mom, just answer Shu'er."
What responded to him was the sound of silence.
From sunrise to sunset, the man in Tsing Yi changed from kneeling to sitting in front of the tomb, leaning against the tombstone, as if he suddenly returned to the days when he was a child and sat in his mother's arms.
Qin's father was also a good husband and father who was responsible for his family and worked hard to make progress.
Father Qin is a monk, with neither high nor low cultivation. He often goes out with other monks to practice, sometimes for a day or two, and sometimes for three or five days.
Father Qin was very happy when he knew that little Qin Shu also had spiritual roots and could cultivate. He would always leave half of the spiritual stones earned through experience for little Qin Shu to practice with.
In Qin's father's words, my qualifications are just that, and I won't be able to make a name for myself. Little Qin Shu is smarter and younger than him. If he practices hard, he will definitely have a chance to build a foundation.
Little Qin Shu started practicing at the age of five. When he was older, his experienced father Qin would teach him spells, sword skills, and how to fight monsters.
The training was so severe that little Qin Shu would always have bruises and wounds on his body. Qin's mother would give him medicine in distress, complaining that Qin's father was a cruel father.
At this time, Qin's father always came over with a cheerful smile, took the medicine bottle from Qin's mother's hand, and wiped the wound of little Qin Shu.
"How can you, a little man, endure such hardship? When your father and I were fighting monsters outside, it was much more dangerous than this."
Knowing that Qin's mother was secretly wiping tears because of this matter, Qin's father would explain to her nervously.
"I also hope that when he encounters danger in the future, he can find a way to save himself. Don't cry. I won't be so harsh on him tomorrow, okay?"
Just when everyone thought Anping's life would go on like this, the family suddenly changed.
Qin's father began to go out frequently and stay out at night. Then he showed up smelling of alcohol early the next morning, as if he was a completely different person.
From taking it home to subsidize the family, there were fewer and fewer spiritual stones left for Xiao Qin Shu to practice, and in the end, money was taken away from the family.
The relatively wealthy family became poor and depressed, and Qin's mother had to take on several jobs at the same time to support the family.
However, the constant noise, the disgusting smell of alcohol, and her mother's tears still filled Xiao Qin Shu's memories of his last few years in Yuan County.
That day, while Qin's mother was not at home, Qin's father took him out.
When he was only twelve years old, his father Qin took him to Jinhui Casino and pushed him into a fighting ring to fight monsters for people's entertainment.
Use the skills he taught himself before to deal with the monsters in the fighting field, just because he will win if he overpowers him!
Xiao Qin Shu finally realized clearly: his father is crazy.
As the sun rose to sunset, Qin Shu moved his somewhat stiff limbs.
He stood up to say goodbye to Qin's mother. Suddenly he thought of something and took something out of his arms.
It's a bag of sugar.
"Sh'er heard someone say that eating sweets will make people happy. Mom, let's try to see if this is true."
Qin Shu peeled off a piece of candy and put it in his mouth. The sweetness instantly filled his mouth, and he smiled slightly.
"Mom, I'm leaving."
That girl, what she said is not a lie.
With two swords and an evil spirit, the man left step by step facing the setting sun.