The rivers and lakes ask the heart but not the way

Chapter 24 The Oath

In desperation, the Seventeenth Young Master thought of that painting, had a flash of inspiration, and deliberately shouted loudly: "Li Songquan, be careful!"

Wu Shuangzi was taken aback for a moment, it was the first time he heard Seventeenth Young Master call him that.

Sure enough, the blind mother-in-law stopped, and asked emotionally, "You, what's your name!"

The Seventeenth Young Master answered for him: "His name is Li, Song, Quan, the name his master gave him."

The blind granny raised her head and closed her eyes, her lips trembled, as if she was trying to hold back tears, but she couldn't hold back after all, two lines of tears flowed from her dull and dry eyes.

The Seventeenth Young Master pouted at the painting, Wu Shuangzi gradually understood, all the fragmentary details pieced together, he spelled out a complete story, he was surprised by his own thoughts.

The blind mother-in-law suddenly changed her face, and said bitterly: "Okay, then I will kill him first!" Suddenly she raised her palm again.

"Li Yueshi, be careful!" Wu Shuangzi shouted this time.

"You, what's your name again!"

"His name is Li, Yue, and Shi, the names I gave him," Wu Shuangzi answered for him.

The Seventeenth Young Master added: "Our two names are taken from the two lines of the poem 'The bright moon shines between the pines, and the clear spring stone flows upward'."

The blind mother-in-law fell into her own world again, muttering to herself, repeating the verses of "Mountain Dwelling in Autumn", and ignored them.

The Seventeenth Young Master saw the right moment and winked at Wu Shuangzi, and the two of them sneaked towards the door, intending to take the opportunity to slip away.

The blind mother-in-law suddenly turned her head to them, and said, "I can't leave, they are here. The old blind man has retired from the world for 40 years, but they still came to find him."

"Who are they?" Seventeenth Young Master asked.

"My enemies."

"They came to seek revenge against you, what has it to do with us?"

"They're here, and they're going to kill them all, regardless of indiscriminateness."

Shi Qi rarely sees a blind mother-in-law who is mentally unstable and doesn't play cards rationally. Even if she talks to her carefully, she still wants to slap them to death intermittently, so it's better to order casually.So he boldly asked her: "Who are they?"

"The old thief from the Songshan sect, the stinking way from the Quanzhen sect, the Huazi from the Beggars' sect, the miscellaneous fish from the Kongtong sect, the beast from the secret sect..."

When the Seventeenth Young Master heard that there was good and evil here, and that both black and white were offended, he couldn't help being surprised: "What enmity do they have against you?"

"Hmph, he was afraid of people's fearful words, so I pulled out the tongues of those people! Who made them chew their tongues! But, he still didn't marry me..." She was immersed in the memories, and she was full of complaints.

The Seventeenth Young Master felt that she was both hateful and pitiful, but she pulled out other people's tongues just because of a few gossips, so she was more hateful.He sighed and asked, "Is that why your eyes are blind?"

"Hmph, those little bastards are so helpless, how could they hurt me half a point! For 40 years, they dare not come alone!"

Such a variety of sects have their own grievances and entanglements. It is indeed not an easy task to let them put down their grievances and work together to seek revenge. It is estimated that some stubborn old people died, and the rest of the people were united. up the front.

The blind mother-in-law turned into a daze, and said leisurely: "You are blind from crying, my eyes..."

Sure enough, one sentence changed, and the mind was unpredictable.

There was a sound of horseshoes coming from far and near in the mottled bamboo grove, and the blind mother-in-law said, "Here we come!" She flew out of the house with agility like a young man, leaving behind a gust of wind and slamming the bamboo gate.

The Seventeenth Young Master and Wu Shuangzi stayed inside the house, when they heard the sound of weapons clashing outside.

Wu Shuangzi went to the painting and looked at it carefully. He still can't believe that this story is true.

After a while, Young Master Shi Qi saw him frowning slightly and asked, "What did you find?"

Wu Shuangzi pointed to the inscription and said, "This character seems to be written by Master. Every time he writes the 'pine' in my name, he will connect the two apostrophes on it together."

"But this painting was not drawn by your master."

"Master really doesn't know how to draw," Wu Shuangzi knew that Seventeenth Young Master had always been smart, but he was still curious: "How do you know?"

"The man practicing sword takes up two-thirds of the picture, and the woman who washes the gauze only takes up one-third, and the man has more details, even the jade pattern on the hair crown is clearly discernible, which shows that the painter All my heart is on him. If I'm not wrong, it should be drawn by the blind mother-in-law."

Wu Shuangzi nodded, feeling that Yuwen looked more and more familiar, and then he remembered: "Master does have such a hair crown, but he doesn't wear it often." It is usually kept in a pineapple wooden box with silk and satin Here, the master will only wear it on important days.

Wu Shuangzi remembered the way the master stood with his hands behind his hands in front of the mottled bamboo, the way the master touched the sword for a long time and was deep in memory, and remembered the way the master lit the lamp in the boudoir and sewed in silence... He now understands everything.

Although Wu Shuangzi still respects Master, in his heart, Master is no longer as pure and flawless as before. He is no longer a perfect person, but an ordinary person, just like the mottled bamboo in the painting, which is tear stains and insect disease.

There was only a loud shout from outside, and a majestic arc-shaped impact force destroyed all the way, the thatched cottage was shaken to pieces, and the paintings on the wall were shattered to pieces.

Wu Shuangzi quickly threw Seventeenth Young Master to the ground, covering him safely under his body. The wreckage of the table and chairs that flew flying hit Wu Shuangzi's back, and half a piece of broken pottery from the crock pot scratched his face.The two of them had a ringing in their ears, and all the sounds were far away. They were exposed to the open air, and there were no tiles in the whole house.

Wu Shuangzi felt Seventeenth Young Master's hands nervously groping his back. He saw Seventeenth Young Master eagerly asking him something. The voice seemed to come from far away. He couldn't hear it clearly, but he knew Young Master Shi Qi was asking what, he shook his head and said with a smile, "I'm fine."

After a while, the two got up from the ground, and gradually recovered their hearing. They saw that all the surrounding bamboos had been folded out of the circle, leaving a large open space, and the ground not far away was full of dead people and dead Horses, scattered with all kinds of weapons.

In the middle of the corpse, sat a person, the only living person, her face was covered with blood, and her pale hair was flying against the wind.

Wu Shuangzi hurried over, took out the wound medicine in his arms, and handed it to the blind granny's mouth.

The blind granny pushed Wu Shuangzi's hand away and said, "It's useless, I'm going to die."

Wu Shuangzi saw that she had nine silver needles shot between her eyebrows.

The blind mother-in-law yelled: "Shameless dog! So many people beat a blind old woman with hidden weapons! She was despicable 40 years ago, and she will be even more despicable 40 years later!"

Seventeenth Young Master didn't know where she got her strength, she didn't look like a dying person at all.

Wu Shuangzi was silent. He had discovered long ago that the so-called morality in the world is just a cover. If a good person wants to eradicate a wicked person, if he is not worse than the wicked person, how can he win?He had seen more shameless.

"Pity me for all my kung fu, and I'll give it up here. You are his apprentice, and if I pass it on to you, it's not a rumor. But, you have to swear—" The blind mother-in-law pointed in the direction of Seventeenth Young Master, "I will live up to him for the rest of my life!"

Being pointed at like this, Seventeenth Young Master felt very complicated.When he heard that the blind mother-in-law wanted to pass on her life skills to Wu Shuangzi, he secretly rejoiced. Stopped the exit, and saw her pointing at him... The Seventeenth Young Master never imagined that the blind mother-in-law would be a matchmaker for herself before she died. It would be a lie to say that she was not moved.

Of course, the Seventeenth Young Master knew that she was just trying to make up for her regrets—she wanted to prove that there was indeed a Qingcheng School boy who would never betray his lover.

Wu Shuangzi lay on his knees, looked at the Seventeenth Young Master with burning eyes, stretched out three fingers to the sky, and solemnly swore: "Qingcheng Wushuangzi swears to the sky that he will live up to Ruoyu in this life! If there is any violation, there will be no place to die! "

The Seventeenth Young Master looked at him, his chest was filled with unprecedented strong emotion, his life was worth it.

Corpses littered the field, blood flowed like rivers, and there was only one person, and the world was clear.