Feng Han, East and West, each sent letters. A wild goose letter and a fish note.
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Han Yin looked at Jin Zhecao who suddenly appeared, and could tell at a glance that the old man was a swordsman.
Moreover, his swordsmanship is excellent. Yes, swordsmanship.
The old man Yue Chiyuan Ting's sword is upright and refreshing.
Jin Zhecao smiled calmly, "How about it? Little brother, would you like to take me along with you?"
Han Yin smiled and nodded, "It is an honor for me as a junior to walk with my seniors."
Hearing this, Jin Zhecao stepped forward to help Han Yin.
The girl saw Jin Zhecao grabbing Han Yin and carrying it forward. She felt heartbroken and asked, "Senior..."
Jin Zhecao turned around, smiled consciously and kindly and asked, "What's wrong?"
Although Jin Zhecao feels kind, the huge scars on his face are shocking to look at.
The girl stopped being frightened and asked sadly, "Senior, can you..."
Han Yin looked at the girl indifferently and interrupted her words, "Senior, although you and I have met only once, I want to leave this girl to you. I hope you can give her a safe and smooth life."
After hearing this, the girl immediately shook her head, "No! I'm actually used to whatever my life is like. I hope seniors can save Han Yin."
Jin Zhecao looked at the two of them and felt a lot of emotion in his heart.
On the surface, he smiled, "How can you be sure that I will help you?"
Han Yin was stunned for a moment.
The girl panicked and quickly grabbed Jin Zhelicao. She wanted to say something, but she didn't know how to say it.
Seeing this, Han Yin comforted the girl and said, "Don't be afraid."
Then he looked at Jin Zhecao, "Senior, you are a sword cultivator. I have nothing, but you are able to condescend to me and come to meet me. I think the only thing that can impress my senior is this junior's swordsmanship." Bar?"
Jin Zhecao looked directly at Han Yin and teased curiously, "How can you be sure that what I like is your swordsmanship? Even if it is, can't I force you to hand it over?"
Han Yin was silent for a long time, then sighed and said, "Senior, if he likes this swordsmanship, I think he won't take it by force - I still have this confidence."
Seeing Han Yin's determined expression, Jin Zhecao burst out laughing, "No, no, no! - What I'm interested in is not your swordsmanship. It's you!"
Han Yin was stunned and showed a confused look.
Upon seeing this, Jin Zhecao asked, "You can see that I am a swordsman, but can't you see that I only have one arm?"
Han Yin suddenly realized that the old man only had his left arm.
Han Yin thought that Jin Zhecao was spying on his sword skills, but he didn't notice that Jin Zhecao only had his left arm!
It was Han Yin who spent so much effort that he discovered this.
In other words, Jin Zhelicao is a swordsman! But, it’s a left-handed swordsman!
There are no left-handed swordsmen in history, but they are too rare. As for those who have achieved something, they are even rarer than the morning stars.
Han Yin just realized that it was not Jin Zhecao who wanted to get anything from him, but that he got lucky and met a noble person!
After thinking about everything, Han Yin became more and more ashamed. She felt that she was judging a gentleman with a villain's heart, and she didn't know what to say for a while.
Jin Zhecao smiled and looked at Han Yin who was hesitant to speak, "Let's go first! As long as I'm here, your life will not expire before the end of the book of life and death!"
Han Yin never expected that she would be so lucky, and she almost lost her control in a daze.
Han Yin and the other three returned to Nanruan at night.
The girl was a little nervous before returning to the dilapidated house.
Han Yin saw the girl's embarrassment and cast a questioning look, but the girl's bright eyes did not look at Han Yin.
Jin Zhecao looked at the smelly house in front of him and didn't care. Instead, he asked Han Yin, "If I hadn't come here today, I'm afraid your swordsmanship would have disappeared... But you still risked your life to make that sword strike, boy, you Aren’t you afraid of death?”
Han Yin tried hard to pronounce the words clearly, "I want to be born, and what I want is more than living. That's all."
When Jin Zhecao heard this simple answer, he looked at Han Yin with emotion, and then laughed, "Okay, okay! That's good! Let's go in."
Jin Zhecao helped Han Yin and entered the broken house.
Han Yin was helped onto the straw mat, and Jin Zhecao sat directly on the ground. He glanced at the girl, took out a set of quilts from the Three Lives Ring, and said, "Tonight I want to heal this boy's injuries and restore his cultivation. You Let’s sleep here.”
The girl nodded slowly when she saw this.
Han Yin looked at Jin Zhecao: "Senior, you helped me so much... what should I do..."
Jin Zhecao was looking for elixirs in the Sansheng Ring without raising his head. "How can you repay me? - I don't need anyone to tie a grass ring with a ring, and I don't want anyone to be unable to worship me. I just hope that my sword skills can be used by someone." Inheritance." After saying that, Jin Zhecao looked at Han Yin, "You are a genius. I have never seen anyone at your age who can hone the sword to your level. I think... you have a master, right? ?”
Han Yin nodded.
Jin Zhecao asked as if unintentionally, "What is your master's name?"
Han Yin thought for a moment and replied, "Chun Yijian."
Jin Zhecao suddenly trembled and looked at Han Yin with wide eyes. Han Yin was at a loss when Jin Zhecao burst out laughing, "Hahahaha! Hahahaha! - It's actually Chun Yijian!" As he said that, He tore his shirt to pieces, exposing his muscular upper body.
When the girl saw Jin Zhecao's tattered clothes, she quickly shrank into the quilt.
Jin Zhecao's upper body was covered with scars, the largest one being the scar on his right arm.
Jin Zhecao pointed to a scar on his chest and said, "This scar was left by that bastard Chun Yijian in the competition." After saying that, Jin Zhecao sighed and said, "Speaking of which, that bastard Chun Yijian , is indeed a genius with swords. When I lost my right arm, he wrote a sword manual for me so that I could continue to use the sword. ... If it weren't for him getting too close to the demon saint, I think He won’t lose his right arm like me.”
Han Yin was a little shocked, "Senior... you, you?"
Jin Zhecao smiled and said, "Luoyang Calendar, Jin Zhecao! - Speaking of which, your master and I also have some history."
Han Yin was in awe.
Jin Zhecao sat next to Han Yin, "Come to think of it, you can see that I want to accept you as a disciple. Although your master is more talented than me, he may not be better than me in terms of left-handed swordsmanship..."
Han Yin was about to salute when he heard this, but Jin Zhecao held him down and said, "I'll heal your wounds first."
So the three of them stayed up all night.
Jin Zhecao has been healing Han Yin, but as for the girl, she is sick.
After two days of continuous treatment, Jin Zhecao was already a little tired. He gasped and said, "Your injuries have been stabilized. However, it will take several months to recover your cultivation. During this period, you can follow I left here to practice and heal my wounds."
Han Yin subconsciously looked at the girl, but she was focused on cooking porridge. Han Yin turned to Jin Zhecao and asked, "Master... Miss, she..."
Jin Zhecao has gone through the years, how could he not see the movement of these two people? He waved his hands, "Of course I have to bring them with me. I am an old man and I can't take care of you at all. When this girl takes care of you, she can also take care of me." "
After hearing this, the girl turned her attention back to making porridge.
As expected, the porridge was boiled due to unforgiving thoughts.
Han Yin was a little surprised as she drank the porridge, "How can a girl be so careless? She made the porridge soup to mush today?"
The girl explained unnaturally, "Because, because, it was an accident, it was an accident."
Seeing this, Jin Zhecao shook his head and laughed indifferently, sighing in his heart, "You are young and ignorant, and you don't know the length of love. Only when you know that the paper is short will you realize that love is difficult."
Jin Zhecao was drinking porridge and suddenly asked, "Does this little girl have no name?"
Han Yin was stunned. He knew that the girl was born as a shepherd. After she lost her true identity as a shepherd, she gave up everything, so she had no name.
He also knew that the girl didn't want to mention the past, so he quickly shouted, "Yes, there is a name."
Jin Zhecao and the girl were both stunned. Jin Zhecao smiled and said, "Oh? I don't know what your name is?"
Han Yin was anxious for a moment and couldn't think of a name.
The girl, however, wanted Han Yin to give her a name. She lowered her head and said nothing, not noticing Han Yin's embarrassing situation.
Han Yin looked at the girl in panic.
Just one glance, and it becomes a red candle, lighting up the heart. Han Yin suddenly understood something that had never entered his heart before.
"There are thoughts in the green mountains, but I don't know the white clouds."
What kind of care can make the green mountains and clouds white?
Han Yin looked at the girl's face and understood everything for a moment. It is the worries that arise just before our eyes and will not disappear for thousands of miles and hundreds of years.
Han Yin looked at the girl and said word by word, "Girl, surname is Qing, Qingyun. She said that this name comes from the saying 'There are thoughts in the green mountains, but the clouds are white'."
Qingyun looked at Han Yin, nodded and agreed.
Although.
Qingyun doesn't know what he means, but he is happy for the person in front of him.
Jin Zhecao actually fell asleep, probably because she was too tired. Or, the word Qingyun is so soft that it makes people feel dizzy.
When Qingyun saw Jin Zhecao sleeping, he looked at Han Yin with bright eyes and smiled happily, "Thank you Mr. Han for the name. Qingyun will not dye his sleeves red. From now on, he will be his own. Thank you Mr. Han."
Han Yin felt a little uncomfortable and replied, "You...girl, just call me big brother. Thank you for taking care of me, girl. Han will never forget this feeling."
Qingyun heard this and smiled softly.
When Jin Zhecao woke up, Han Yin took Qingyun and left Nanruan Street with Jin Zhecao.
On the way, Han Yin took out the psychic jade. He had noticed Gu Yucheng's letter, but he had not replied because of healing.
Jin Zhecao saw Han Yin holding the psychic jade and asked casually, "Friend?"
Han Yin shook his head, "Brother."
Jin Zhecao glanced at Han Yin, "We are thousands of miles away, how many intimate friends do we have? When husbands meet, they are called brothers."
Han Yin smiled and said, "Yes. Brother Gu is a great husband. This is the only brother Han Yin has ever had in his life."
Qingyun heard this and took note of it deeply.
Jin Zhecao nodded, "Reply him a letter."
Han Yin sighed, "Natural."
So he wrote, "Under the farewell clouds, everyone has a bright future. After surviving the wind and rain, he is no longer like the green smoke of the road; after all the hard work, he is still a fish in the pond with no luck. I am still in a coma, but I am still fine. I miss you, Brother Lao, Han Yin I am writing this letter to comfort Brother Gu. See you next year."
After finishing writing, Han Yin felt uncomfortable, and finally changed his sentence: "He is not out now, just like a fish in water. He will meet the sea in his year, and he will be able to transform into a Kunpeng and display his grand ambitions. Although the future is uncertain, it will not hinder the high-rise buildings." It’s so fast to catch the moon. Everything is fine, and so is my brother. The more I miss you, the stronger my thoughts become. I hope that everything will be bright and bright for my brother. In the coming year, we can drink by the river and go boating together."
Jin Zhecao saw this and sighed, "You are reporting good news instead of bad news."
Han Yin smiled and said, "I don't want him to miss you. We have to go through our own years, how can we distract him? Just wait for the future, and we will all be extraordinary."
Jin Zhecao smiled and said, "It's not a bad idea. Let's go."
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In Renhuang Province, Feng Yuan has become the largest store in Bei Shang Street besides Zhang Zhifu.
When life became rich, so did time. Feng Yuan, who had nothing to do, planted epiphyllums one after another, filling the courtyard.
There is no other reason for this, it's just because Chang Shan, the rude man back then, liked the short-lived phosphorus.
So whenever Feng Yuan had something on his mind, he would burn a lamp to keep up the day. At night, he would look for epiphyllum flowers, just to observe their beauty.
Renhuang Province has gradually become accustomed to Gu Yucheng's departure. It's just that there are always people who can't forget the old people and still miss them.
Today, Qian Kaishun broke through the Yin and Yang realm. Feng Yuan felt this, so he took out the psychic jade and wrote a letter to Gu Yucheng.
"The years bring water, and the fragrance of peach blossoms spreads. Last night the moon was full, and the west tower was very windy. If there is an important event today, let me tell Elder Gu.
The world is like a new chess game. Since Elder Gu left, the two families of Renhuang Province have undergone changes: Xiao Chenjie and his daughter punished Wen Di's maid Weng Zhisong due to Xiao Wendi's domineering nature, resulting in a rift between father and daughter.
The Qian family is still dominated by Qian Yangzhen, but Anye and Jia Shicai seem to have become discouraged and have become the bodyguards of the second son Qian Yangyu.
Elder Gu left the clan for several months, and the ancestor of the Qian family died of illness.
Yesterday Qian Kaishun broke through the Yin and Yang realm. The ancestor of the Xiao family seems to be breaking through Yin and Yang. In Renhuang Province, there seems to be a cloud sinking and the sun is pressing down, and the mountain rain is about to come.
Although I don’t know what the coming year will bring, it is not a disaster to keep myself safe. I still look forward to Elder Gu. If you get this Wild Goose Book, you will be able to see through the clouds in Renhuang Province and all the confusion in front of you. "
Two letters were sent to Gu Yucheng.
