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Yi Huawei waved his hands quickly and said, "Miss Yingying, you are too kind. Master is a man of high moral character and has taught his disciples by example and has cultivated them with great care. Although I have learned some martial arts from Master, I am far from Master. I am just following the rules of the Huashan Sect and Master's teachings. I am just helping those who are in trouble."

Ren Yingying nodded slightly, her eyes full of admiration: "Young Master, you are too modest. If it weren't for your timely rescue, Yingying would have been dead. Yingying will never forget this kindness. I wonder why you came down the mountain this time?"

Yi Huawei pondered for a moment, then slowly said, "I followed my master's order to go down the mountain to gain experience and broaden my horizons. One reason is to improve my martial arts, and the other is to do what I can for the Jianghu. When traveling in the Jianghu, one should help the needy and punish evil and promote good. This time, I met the girl by chance, and I am lucky to be able to help her."

"I see."

Ren Yingying sighed softly: "Master Yue has the world in his heart, and he is worthy of being a disciple of a famous and upright sect. Nowadays, the martial arts world is in constant strife, and it is a blessing for the martial arts world to have a chivalrous man like you."

Yi Huawei smiled and said, "Miss, you are right. Nowadays, the martial arts world is in chaos, and the various forces are constantly fighting. It is the ordinary people who suffer. Although my Huashan Sect is weak, we are willing to do our part for the peace of the martial arts world. However, the martial arts world is dangerous and people's hearts are unpredictable. It is not easy to truly punish evil and promote good."

Ren Yingying nodded, "You are right, sir. In this martial arts world, there are fights and deceptions. If you are not careful, you will fall into an irretrievable situation. Yingying is a woman, and although she is not good at martial arts, she knows the complexity of the martial arts world. If it weren't for the rescue of you, Yingying would have died long ago."

Yi Huawei smiled slightly: "Miss Yingying, don't worry. When you recover, we will go to Kaifeng together to find Ping Yizhi. No matter what difficulties you encounter, I will protect you."

Ren Yingying felt warm in her heart and said gratefully, "With your words, I feel relieved. But this matter is too dangerous. If Yingying implicates you, I will feel really bad."

Yi Huawei shook his head: "Miss, please don't say that. It is my duty as a chivalrous man to help others when I see injustice. Besides, since I have decided to help you, I will not be afraid of any danger."

Ren Yingying took a deep look at Yi Huawei, and the corners of her mouth curled up: "Thank you, sir!"

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The next day, as soon as the sky turned light, Yi Huawei, Ren Yingying and Lu Zhuweng boarded a small black-sailed boat and slowly headed north along the Luo River.

The bamboo pole lightly touched the water surface, causing layers of tiny ripples that slowly spread out with the water flow.

Sailing on the Luo River, you can see the scenery on both sides of the river. On the river bank, patches of reeds sway in the wind, making rustling sounds, and occasionally a few water birds fly over the water, stirring up ripples, and then quickly fly away.

The river surface was sparkling, and the sun shone through the sparse clouds onto the water, flickering with golden light. In the distance, the mountains were rolling and misty, and a few villages hidden in the mountains and forests were vaguely visible, with smoke rising from the chimneys, giving people a sense of tranquility and remoteness.

The width of the Luo River in Gongxian County is about 30 meters, and there are large tracts of locust trees and elm trees growing on the earthen embankments on both sides.

The boatman rowed until the hour of Si. Three post horses passed by on the official road on the east bank, raising dust. Smoke from farmhouses could be seen between the ridges on the west bank. Yi Huawei sat cross-legged on the bow of the black-sailed boat, with a seven-stringed zither across his knees. Ren Yingying leaned against the cabin door holding a Xiangfei bamboo flute. The two were trying to play "Questions and Answers between Fishermen and Woodcutters" in unison with the canal boat song.

The sound of the flute was melodious, like the sound of spring water or the gentle breeze. Ren Yingying sat opposite him, gently stroking the guqin, the sound of which was clear and melodious, harmonizing with the sound of the flute, sometimes high-pitched and passionate, sometimes low and gentle.

When the boat passed the site of Hulao Pass, the water surface gradually widened and the current became faster.

Two cargo ships loaded with elm beams and pillars sailed out of Sishuikou. The boatmen stood shirtless on the side of the ship, using long poles and iron hooks to push away the broken wood that was floating downstream.

Ren Yingying suddenly stopped playing the flute and pointed at the fingering of Yi Huawei's left hand, saying, "You should use the kneeling finger here, your palm is too high."

Yi Huawei nodded slightly: "I'll remember that!"

The two smiled at each other, put away their zithers and flutes, and continued chatting.

There was no trouble along the way, except that we encountered three grain boats when passing Guangwu Mountain.

The escort captain came with four soldiers on a sampan to check the pass. When they saw Ren Yingying taking out the Qingmu Order of the Sun and Moon Sect, they hurriedly clasped their fists and retreated.

On this day, when the boat reached the vicinity of Kaifeng, it was almost dusk.

The boat slowed down, and the three of them sat in the cabin, looking through the window lattice at the outline of Kaifeng City in the distance, which gradually became clear. Kaifeng was a large capital city, with tall walls and majestic gates. The city was dotted with lights and bustling with people, which formed a sharp contrast with the tranquility on both sides of the Luo River.

Ren Yingying tapped the side of the boat with her fingers, her eyes sweeping across the endless loess plateau on the east coast, where several kites were circling in the air.

The seven-stringed harp on Yi Huawei's lap had been replaced with Zhang Zhongjing's "Treatise on the Five Internal Organs". The sound of the harp rose and fell with the boat, startling two mallard ducks in the reeds.

"The martial arts figures in Kaifeng Prefecture...are not really any remarkable ones."

Ren Yingying suddenly spoke, her fingertips unconsciously rubbing the tear stains on Xiang Fei's bamboo flute: "Last year, when Escort Master Hua was escorting precious goods to Weihui Prefecture, he was intercepted by the Seven Wolves of Taihang. He had to ask someone to ask the Yellow River Gang to mediate."

She smiled, and Ren Yingying bent her left leg and stepped on the deck. Her moon-white silk pants were stained with a few water stains. "Master Hai Lao is even more ridiculous. At the Dragon Boat Festival last year, a Westerner who was selling his secrets had his golden sword rolled up with a soft whip."

Yi Huawei hooked the Shang string with his right ring finger, and the sound of the zither stopped for a moment: "Miss Yingying knows the Central Plains martial arts world very well."

Green Bamboo Old Man glanced at Yi Huawei and thought to himself, "The Saint Lady is in charge of the secret agents of the three rivers and five lakes. This is not a false reputation."

"I just heard my father say it."

Ren Yingying patted her clothes lightly, leaned against the wooden railing of the cabin, turned her head slightly to look at Yi Huawei, and a faint smile appeared at the corner of her mouth:

"Master Yue, do you know how Ping Yizhi got his nickname of the famous doctor who kills people?"

Yi Huawei's mouth curled up slightly, revealing a gentle smile: "I would like to hear the details."

Ren Yingying cleared her throat and told the story: "This Mr. Ping is a strange man in the martial arts world, oh, a strange man. His medical skills are extremely advanced and superb. It is said that no matter how serious the illness or injury is, as long as he agrees to treat it, there is nothing he cannot cure. But he has a strange temper. He said that there are more people and fewer people in the world, and God and King Yama naturally know the number. If he cures many people's injuries and fewer people die, it is inevitable that there will be too many living people and too few dead people, which is unfair to King Yama. After he dies in the future, even if King Yama doesn't care, the judge ghost will definitely make things difficult for him. I'm afraid he will have a hard time in the underworld."

Yi Huawei listened, raised his hand and gently touched his chin, his eyes full of smiles: "This Doctor Ping's idea is novel and really interesting."

Seeing him laughing so happily, Ren Yingying also started laughing and continued, "So he made a vow that if he saved a person, he would kill another person to make up for it. And if he killed a person, he would save another person to make up for it. He hung a large scroll in his medical residence, which read: 'Heal one person, kill one person. Kill one person, heal one person. Healing people is the same as killing people. I will never do business at a loss.' He said that in this way, the heavens would not blame him for killing people, and the King of Hell would not blame him for stealing the business of the underworld."

Yi Huawei said with a smile: "This Doctor Ping Yizhi is really a wonderful person. But why did he choose such a strange name? Does he only have one finger?"

"I don't know that."

Ren Yingying turned to look at Mr. Green Bamboo, with a questioning look in her eyes: "My dear nephew Green Bamboo, do you know why he chose this name?"

Green Bamboo Old Man had been smiling and listening to their conversation quietly. When he heard Ren Yingying's question, he sat up straight and said slowly, "Doctor Ping has all ten fingers. He calls himself 'One Finger', which means that he can kill people or treat people with just one finger. If he wants to kill someone, he just presses his finger and the person dies. If he wants to treat a person, he also just uses one finger to take the pulse." Ren Yingying nodded slightly, thinking, "Ah, so that's how it is. Then his acupoint pressing skills must be very powerful?"

Green Bamboo Old Man shook his head: "That's not so clear. I'm afraid there are not many people who have really fought with this Doctor Ping. The masters in the martial arts world all know that he is an extremely skilled doctor. No one can be sure that there will be trouble in life. Maybe one day they will come to him for help, so no one dares to offend him. But if it is not necessary, no one dares to ask him to treat the disease rashly."

Upon hearing this, Yi Huawei's eyes were full of curiosity and he asked, "Why?"

Green Bamboo Old Man looked at Yi Huawei, then at Ren Yingying, and said seriously, "When a martial artist asks him to treat an illness or injury, he will make that person swear a solemn oath first. After the illness or injury is healed, he must follow his instructions and kill a person he designates. This is called a life for a life. If he wants to kill an unrelated person, it's fine. But if the person he designates to be killed is the closest friend or even the father, brother, wife, or child of the person seeking treatment, wouldn't that be extremely difficult?"

After hearing this, Yi Huawei frowned slightly and nodded slowly: "This Doctor Ping, that's really weird."

Ren Yingying pursed her red lips and looked straight at Yi Huawei, her eyes filled with a hint of expectation and nervousness: "What if...what if Ping Yizhi wants you to kill the person you love?"

Yi Huawei was slightly startled when he heard this, and then he looked directly into her eyes: "Miss Yingying, you are joking. I don't have anyone I love for the time being, but I have one person, but I don't know her feelings yet."

When Ren Yingying heard this, her heart moved and her cheeks flushed slightly. She turned her head away and bit her lip lightly. Her fingers unconsciously stroked the tear stains on the Xiangfei bamboo flute. The flute turned in a circle in her palm, making a slight friction sound.

Her eyes fell on the moonlit river outside the side of the boat, and her eyelashes cast a trembling shadow under her eyes.

Yi Huawei still maintained the posture of playing the piano, his fingertips tapping lightly on the piano, making a dull sound.

"Mr. Yue, you are not being honest enough."

Ren Yingying suddenly spoke, with a barely perceptible tension in her voice. She raised her right hand and tucked a strand of hair that was messed up by the night wind behind her ear. The silver bracelet on her wrist swayed gently with the movement, making a crisp clinking sound.

Yi Huawei's fingers stopped on the piano, and his eyes fell on Ren Yingying's slightly red ear tips. He noticed that her breathing was a little faster than usual, her chest rose and fell with her breathing, and her moon-white silk shirt was faintly shiny in the moonlight.

"I didn't mean to hide it." Yi Huawei's voice was very soft, but every word was clear: "It's just that the girl is of noble status, I dare not be rude."

Ren Yingying's fingertips suddenly tightened, and the flute made a slight creaking sound in her palm. Her eyes were still looking at the river, but Yi Huawei could see that her eyelashes were trembling more violently. In the distance, the sound of clappers on the canal boats came, and it was already three o'clock in the morning.

"Your status?"

There was a hint of nervousness in Ren Yingying's voice that she herself didn't even notice: "Could it be that she is the daughter of some royal family?"

Yi Huawei shook his head slightly, his fingers unconsciously plucking the strings: "More noble than the daughter of a royal family."

Ren Yingying's heartbeat suddenly quickened, and she could feel her ears getting hot. She subconsciously tightened her grip on the flute, her knuckles turning white from the force. The moonlight on the river was shattered by a breeze, turning into tiny dots of silver light.

"Then... does that girl know Master Yue's intentions?"

Ren Yingying's voice was so soft that it was almost drowned out by the sound of the flowing water in the Sishui River.

Yi Huawei's eyes fell on Ren Yingying's slightly trembling fingertips: "I'm not sure. That girl is very smart, maybe she has noticed it, or maybe..."

Before he finished speaking, Ren Yingying suddenly turned around. Her movements were so fast that the ends of her hair brushed Yi Huawei's cheek, bringing a faint fragrance. Her eyes were particularly bright in the moonlight, but with a hint of emotion that Yi Huawei could not understand.

"Master Yue."

Ren Yingying's voice was a little tense: "Do you know how that girl would react if she knew your feelings?"

Yi Huawei's Adam's apple rolled: "I dare not speculate. It's just..."

He paused for a moment, his eyes met with Ren Yingying's: "If that girl is willing to give me a chance, I will do my best to live up to your trust."

Ren Yingying's breathing suddenly became rapid, and her fingers twisted the tassels on the flute unconsciously. The cry of a night owl came from afar, making the night even quieter.

"Master Yue."

Ren Yingying's voice was very soft, but every word was clear: "If it was that girl...if it was her..."

She suddenly couldn't continue, and a faint blush appeared on her cheeks.

Yi Huawei's eyes softened, and he gently raised his hand, as if he wanted to touch Ren Yingying's cheek, but stopped in mid-air: "Miss Yingying..."

Ren Yingying suddenly stood up, her embroidered shoes making a slight sound on the deck. Her heart was beating so hard that it almost jumped out of her chest. The moonlight shone on her profile, outlining her graceful outline.

"It's late at night." Ren Yingying's voice trembled a little: "Master Yue, go to bed early."

She turned around and was about to walk towards the cabin, but Yi Huawei gently pulled her sleeve.

"Miss Yingying." Yi Huawei's voice was very light: "I have a favor to ask of you."

Ren Yingying paused, she could feel her back getting slightly hot. Yi Huawei's breath was close at hand, with a faint scent of pine.

"Tomorrow we will arrive in Kaifeng... I would like to invite Miss Yingying to visit Daxiangguo Temple with me."

Ren Yingying's heart skipped a beat, and she could feel her palms sweating. In the moonlight, the tips of her ears were so red that they looked like they were dripping with blood.

"Okay." Her voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible.

Yi Huawei's fingers tightened slightly, and then quickly loosened. Ren Yingying could feel his warmth disappearing from her sleeves, but it left a deeper mark in her heart.

As the night deepens, the moonlight on the river becomes colder and clearer.

Ren Yingying walked into the cabin quickly, but couldn't help looking back as she closed the door. Yi Huawei was still sitting at the bow, and the moonlight gave him a silver edge. Her heartbeat was still fast, but it was no longer because of nervousness, but a kind of inexplicable expectation.

(End of this chapter)