The divine eagle carried Yang Guo and Guo Fu, slowly leaving the dilapidated Xiangyang City and crossing ten miles of hell on earth.
Yang Guo was afraid that Brother Diao wouldn't be able to hold on for long, so he flew to the ground after flying over the Han River and walked quickly.
The little Guo Fu was tied tightly to his chest like a package.
Guo Fu looked back and saw that the smoke of Xiangyang City was still rising, just like the waves in his heart that were difficult to calm down, and he couldn't help but sigh.
Yang Guo was open-minded by nature, but at this moment he also felt an inexplicable sadness.
He stretched out his hand and gently touched Guo Fu's young face, with a smile in his eyes: "You little guy, you are young, but do you know how to be sad?"
Guo Fu curled his lips: "Don't look down on people, I know a lot."
Yang Guo was amused by his appearance and continued teasing: "Oh? What else do you know?"
Guo Fu smiled slightly, his eyes seemed to be able to see through people's hearts: "I know what you really like in your heart is my magnificent aunt."
When Yang Guo heard this, he felt as if he was struck by lightning, and his body froze.
He looked around with a guilty conscience, and after making sure no one was around, he lowered his head to look at Guo Fu and whispered:
"You little guy, who taught you these words?"
Guo Fu curled his lips and thought to himself: Can I tell you that Jin Yong said it during the interview?
But based on Yang Guo's cleverness, he would have thought that Huang Rong had guessed and told him.
It doesn't matter anymore, he is gone.
"Also, the three gifts you gave me for my little aunt's birthday were mainly for my eldest aunt. You wanted to show off yourself in front of her and make her jealous and regretful."
When Yang Guo heard this, he sighed softly, neither denying nor admitting.
He just looked down at Guo Fu, his eyes full of complexity:
"Fu'er, although you are young, you are extremely smart. But remember, these words are just between us. You must not talk nonsense in front of other people, lest you... Aunt Yang will not be happy after hearing this."
Guo Fu hummed to express his understanding.
These days, he has been living on tenterhooks all day, and he has never slept well, which has already made him exhausted.
At this moment, lying on Yang Guo's solid chest, listening to the powerful heartbeat, he felt unprecedented peace of mind and warmth, and finally couldn't resist the sleepiness and fell into a deep sleep.
After all, Guo Jing is no longer alive, and Yang Guo is the only one left among the five masters in the third Huashan sword debate, and he can be said to be the best in the world.
As long as he protects me, I am afraid that even thousands of troops will not be able to keep me.
Although his family members who had been with him for more than two years were gone, his fate was already clear to him. So although it is very sad, it is not to the point of being in pain.
This person has passed away, but I still have to live well. There is still a long time to come.
Yang Guo looked at Guo Fu who was sleeping soundly in his arms and felt mixed emotions in his heart.
He tightened the shoulder straps that bound Guo Fu and continued on the path forward.
In the afterglow of the setting sun, the figures of the two people gradually drifted away and disappeared into the mountains in the distance.
A few days later, when the rooster sang at dawn and the sky became dim, the two of them arrived at the border of Shaanxi and stepped into the majestic Zhongnan Mountain.
The two of them passed by a dilapidated Taoist temple. The dilapidated stone steps were covered with moss, the murals on the walls had long faded, and the incense inside the temple had long been cut off.
Guo Fu woke up suddenly, looked around, and seemed to feel something.
Yang Guo smiled and said: "This is the Chongyang Temple, the former site of the Quanzhen Sect. It was very glorious in the past, but now there are only broken bricks and tiles left."
In fact, Quanzhen Religion not only did not perish at this time, but also achieved unprecedented development.
Just because Qiu Chuji, the leader of the Quanzhen Sect, went to the desert to speak for Genghis Khan, he was revered as a god.
During the time of Kublai Khan, the Quanzhen Sect was even more powerful. He was ordered to take charge of Taoist temples all over the world. His disciples lived in Yanjing and enjoyed all the glory and wealth.
But the Zhongnan Mountain ancestral court was in a state of depression.
Because of his childhood experience, Yang Guo had no favorable impression of the Quanzhen Sect.
However, he didn't want to talk about others behind their backs, and he didn't know how to evaluate Qiu Chuji. After all, Qiu Chuji stopped killing with just one word, and advised the people of Yuan Dynasty to do less killing, which might have some merit.
Maybe this is His way.
Guo Fu didn't have much personal preference for these historical figures. He just vaguely felt that someone seemed to be watching him deep in the Double Ninth Festival.
Maybe it's an illusion.
Soon, the two arrived outside the Tomb of the Living Dead.
This tomb is located in a deep mountain valley, shrouded in clouds and mist, making it difficult to find it without someone to guide you.
As soon as Yang Guo turned the mechanism, the heavy tomb door suddenly opened, and two maids in white clothes walked out of the door.
Their clothes were fluttering and their expressions were respectful. They were obviously disciples of the Tomb Sect.
Going deeper into the tomb, two boys came running like deer.
One is about seven or eight years old, with a handsome face and high spirits; the other is four or five years old, innocent and childlike.
As soon as they saw Yang Guo, they hugged his legs tightly and called "Daddy" affectionately. At the same time, they looked at Guo Fu with curious eyes, as if they were asking about the origin of this strange child.
When Guo Fu saw this, a trace of doubt arose in his heart: When did Yang Guo have these two children?
He recalled the plot in the original work and remembered that in the later period of "The Legend of Heaven and Dragon Sword", a woman in yellow clothes appeared who claimed to be a descendant of the Condor Heroes. Obviously, this ancient tomb sect has been passed down.
However, the two children in front of him had not left any reputation in the world, which made him curious.
"Guo'er, Uncle Guo and Aunt Guo still refuse to escape?"
While Guo Fu was thinking, a woman in white clothes, as elegant as a fairy, walked slowly over.
She has a beautiful face and a calm demeanor. Without even thinking about it, Guo Fu knew that she was Xiao Longnu and secretly admired in his heart:
Xiao Longnu must be in her forties, but she still looks as youthful as a girl. Time has left no trace on her body at all.
She stood with Yang Guo, who was younger than her, not like a husband and wife, but more like a father and daughter.
It can be seen that the ancient tomb sect's skills are unique in maintenance, and they are obviously much better than the maintenance skills of later female celebrities.
Guo Fu couldn't help but think that if this was the case, he might also have the opportunity to learn it.
When I reach eighty or ninety years old, I can still play with Zhou Zhiruo, Zhao Min and others like a young man.
Yang Guo sighed softly and recounted the tragic story of Xiangyang city being destroyed and Guo Jing and his wife dying for their country that day.
Xiao Longnu's heart surged and her tears flashed.
She took Guo Fu, her movements were gentle and full of love, kissed his forehead, and said softly: "Poor child, you have gone through so many disasters at such a young age, let me be your mother from now on."
Guo Fu chuckled, the laughter was clear and sweet. He stretched out his little hand, grabbed Xiao Longnu's temples, and called out the heart-warming title: "Sister Fairy."
Yang Guo, Xiao Longnu and the two maids all laughed. This child has been sensible since he was a child, and everyone couldn't help but like him.
"This is your eldest brother Yang Potian, and this is your second brother Yang Jingtian."
Yang Guo introduced his two children to Guo Fu, and then said to them, "As older brothers, you must take good care of your younger brother. Don't bully him because he is young."
"I know." The two children nodded seriously and agreed seriously.
Earth-shattering?
The only thing missing is Yang Shitian, which is probably too unpleasant to listen to.
It seems that Yang Guo has high hopes for his two children, so that they will not become unknown.
However, in Jin Yong's world, there is a gap of nearly a hundred years between the two books "The Legend of the Condor Heroes" and "The Legend of Heaven and Dragon Sword", and I don't know what happened.
When Yang Potian saw that he had another younger brother, he was so happy that he wanted to hug him.
However, Guo Fu turned his head away and leaned tightly into Xiao Longnu's arms, not wanting to talk to him.
This scene made everyone laugh out loud. Xiao Longnu was also amused by his actions. She gently stroked Guo Fu's hair, her heart filled with emotion:
"Time flies so fast. I remember that in Xiangyang, Guo Polu was still such a small baby, but now his children are so big."
At this point, she suddenly felt something was wrong, fearing that these words would touch the sad past deep in Guo Fu's heart.
So, she quickly stopped talking and looked down at the child in her arms.
But she saw that Guo Fu had already buried his head deeply in her arms, breathing steadily, and apparently fell into a deep sleep.
Xiao Longnu breathed a sigh of relief, and the hanging stone in her heart finally fell to the ground.
"What a child."
She murmured softly, tightening her arms involuntarily and hugging Guo Fu tighter, as if she wanted to pass on all her warmth and love to him.
Since then, Guo Fu has lived in the ancient tomb and became an indispensable part of the family.
