Sword from Hengshan

Chapter 194: Letter from a Wild Goose

Chapter 194: Letter from a Wild Goose
The evening breeze blows across the moss and grass, the green forests on the mountain paths, and the rustling sound reaches the beautiful streams and pools.

At night, the sky was full of fog and dew. The early summer wind blew through the leaning bamboos, and the leaves rustled like the sound of a flute.

Beautiful night, until the moon sets.

The bare feet that were exposed to the water had long been dried by the wind and no longer dripped a drop of water.

Everyone in the martial arts world knows that the Sword God’s sword energy is soaring into the sky, as white as frost, and chilling to the bones and soul.

Everyone who heard of his name admired his severity, thinking that he was so distant that it was difficult to get close to him.

But how many people in the world know
His flawless chest was not only vast but also warm, like a hotbed, without any harshness or coldness at all.

This evening, my cousin felt at ease.

As the sky gradually brightens, the chirping of insects becomes sparse, and early birds begin to seek out the woods.

Her eyelashes, slightly stained with dew, trembled slightly, and her beautiful eyes opened, full of crystal and moisture, swaying the green shadow right in front of her eyes, leaving his appearance deeply engraved in them.

suddenly
Zhao Rong also opened his eyes and looked at her.

"Last night, the piece you played was "The Wild Goose Brings a Letter" which was the most delicate, while the others were very helpful in helping you sleep."

My cousin slept in a warm embrace for a night. It seemed as if she had temporarily forgotten her shyness. At least it didn’t show on her face, and she spoke very calmly.

In fact, she had been awake for a long time and was shy inside. After struggling for several times and thinking and preparing for a long time, she was able to remain calm and elegant.

Xunran didn't want him to misunderstand that she was a rude and disrespectful woman.

"Sleep aid?"

"Is this a compliment?"

He was originally in Ren Yingying's eyes, but when she heard him say that, her eyes trembled with laughter and she could no longer see the person reflected in them.

"of course"

"I have been feeling drowsy and tired these days, but hearing my cousin's wonderful music is like a lotus flower emerging from the mud in a pond, and everything feels fresh now."

As she spoke, her hands naturally stretched out towards Zhao Rong's chest. If Zhao Rong hadn't leaned back with force, they would have fallen down together.

But the Sword God is worthy of being the best in the world. He sat still like a stake and did not move at all despite the strength of the slender hands.

She placed her feet on the stone next to her, her posture light and graceful, her skirt sliding past Zhao Rong's fingertips, and she stood steadily on the gray-black round stone.

When she turned her back, the calmness on Ren Yingying's face instantly turned into a blush.

She had been scheming and scheming in Blackwood Cliff for a long time. In her eyes, the bloody battles in the martial arts world and the bloody disputes were just an extremely dull part of life.

These seemingly thrilling events in the martial arts world could hardly cause her to feel any emotions.

The title of Saint Lady is not given for nothing, as she is able to make the followers of the Demon Cult both respect and fear her.

But love between men and women is the beauty deep in her heart.

There is no need to use force, but it is a hundred times more difficult than using force.

When it came to this matter, there were too many images of the beautiful things she expected in her mind.

But after all, he is a very introverted person when it comes to love.

I acted rashly last night because I was tense and suddenly relaxed. I have almost run out of courage.

Now that she could no longer see Zhao Rong's face, Ren Yingying finally found her true self.

The blush on her face was extremely attractive, but she didn't want her cousin to see it.

I put on my shoes and socks and finally breathed a sigh of relief.

After regaining her composure, she recalled the peace of mind she had that night, and the embrace under the stars and the moon.

In this land of mountains, forests, streams and ponds, the mountain breeze cools off the summer heat, the sound of insects and birds chirps, and you can listen to his heartbeat and his gentle, long breathing. There are songs of bamboo leaves, songs to help you sleep, and occasionally a chuckle.

Ren Yingying lowered her eyes and gently grasped the hem of her skirt with both hands.

If there is a beautiful harp beside you, you can convey all your emotions through the strings, and let the mountains and forests listen to it.

Inadvertently, a knowing smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

His eyes were full of anticipation, hoping that this scene could be repeated on the shores of Taihu Lake one day in the future.

At that time, you will have nothing to worry about and will definitely enjoy yourself more.

In her opinion, this is the most beautiful thing in the world.

"How many days will you stay here?" Ren Yingying turned around and asked.

Zhao Rong thought for a moment and said, "From what I've seen from your father, he seems to be still ambitious. The Dragon Boat Festival is not far away now, and I'm afraid you won't be able to stay for long before you have to return to Blackwood Cliff."

"I will stay in Kaifeng for a few days first."

"When you go north to the land of Yan and Zhao, I will leave too."

After this separation, it may be a long time before we see each other again.

Firstly, they were separated by mountains and rivers, and the distance was too far. Secondly, it would take some time for Master Ren to recover from his injuries, so it was normal for his daughter to stay with him at Blackwood Cliff.

Ren Yingying nodded: "Go to the west of the city, there is a Yuelai Inn over there."

"I'll ask Dad about the arrangements, and then I'll go find you."

Zhao Rong stood up, patted his clothes, and smiled again: "Okay, you slept well all night, but I didn't sleep a wink."

"You are standing in front of me at the top of the mountain. Does this count as paying me back?"

Ren Yingying felt a little embarrassed after hearing the first part, and immediately said after hearing the second part, "It doesn't count."

"I didn't help you at Mount Taishi. It was just wishful thinking."

"I owe you last night."

"When you come to Gusu, I will play all the music you played for you."

She raised her fair neck, stared at him, and asked, "How is it?"

"Okay." Zhao Rong smiled and nodded happily.

I thought it was over, but she looked away, as if she was asking, or talking to herself:

"Cousin, you are so familiar with me. Are there other sisters who sleep with me at night?"

"Hmm." Zhao Rong frowned slightly and responded frankly, "There is only one cousin who sleeps with me overnight."

However, Ren Yingying understood the deeper meaning behind his words.

The Sword God is honest enough.

But she mentioned sister, and he mentioned cousin.

"I knew it."

She muttered in a voice that only she could hear, and then she became so angry that her breathing slowed down and she snorted. Then she raised her eyebrows, stared at him with her eyes slightly, and blew a breath at him. Her former spirit returned in an instant.

"Bah, shameless little thief."

After she finished speaking, she seemed to have forgotten the beauty of last night and turned away mercilessly without even looking at him.

But as soon as the figure disappeared from the edge of the pond, Zhao Rong heard the tune played by the narrow bamboo leaves.

yes.
The wild geese carry letters.

When it comes to the delicate emotions of the melody, my cousin is far inferior to my cousin.

It is still a piece of music played on bamboo leaves, but the tune at this time is very beautiful and moving.

Although I couldn't see her, the music was always nearby, so I guess she didn't go far.

Zhao Rong was delighted, so he bit a bamboo leaf and leaned against a big rock.

He used his arms as a pillow and stared at the increasingly bright sky.

My cousin’s song was still playing until it reached its climax, then the tide receded and it came to an abrupt end!

This wild goose carries a book.
It's like a wild goose that has just flown from the south of the Yangtze River to Hengyang, and suddenly encounters a hunter who shoots it down with an arrow. It would be impossible to know the contents of the letter it is carrying.

Zhao Rong was neither pleased nor disappointed after hearing this, knowing that it was his cousin who did the evil.

I wanted to catch her back to continue blowing, but the sound was gone and the person had naturally run away.

After staying by the stream for a while, Zhao Rong avoided the cult members near the tile-roofed houses and arrived in Kaifeng City.

Only on the second day, he received news from his cousin.

Another day passed, and there was a constant stream of carriages and horses in Kaifeng City.

The number of members of the Demon Cult who headed north from Kaifeng was at least a thousand.

After the large group of people left, Zhao Rong rode his horse to the North City Avenue.

The urgency with which Master Ren returned to Blackwood Cliff was beyond his expectations.

"嘘嘚嘚"

Three miles north of the city’s outer wall, a horseman quickly emerged from the dense woods on the road.

She was dressed in a black dress, looking light and elegant, with a sword on her waist and a purple gourd hanging on the other side.

At this moment, he is wearing a conical hat and a black veil, and his true appearance is looming, like the moon covered by clouds.

It was hard to see clearly in such a hurry, and no one had the courage to take a closer look.

I heard the jingling sound again. It turned out that there was a small bell hanging on the collar of the horse's neck, just like the iron horse in the corridor, but smaller.

When she came near Zhao Rong, Ren Yingying raised her hand to lift the black veil and then took off her veil, revealing her beautiful face that no one else had the chance to see.

"Your father left in a hurry, but what happened at Blackwood Cliff?"

Ren Yingying shook her head: "Nothing."

"Dongfang Bubai is dead, and the twelve halls are leaderless. They don't know that my father has lost his power, so they naturally dare not cause trouble. In addition, most of the hall masters and elders need the antidote for the Three Corpses Brain Pill, and Black Wood Cliff is back under my father's control."

"Shangguan Yun died in Songshan. The sect has Uncle Xiang to help, and there is a huge deterrent like you in the outside world. The influence of Blackwood Cliff on the martial arts world is not as strong as it was at its peak, but the inside is very stable."

"I advised him to rest for a few more days near Kaifeng and return home in time for the Dragon Boat Festival, but he refused to listen."

Back then, a fake Dongfang Bubai sat high in the Chengde Hall and could subdue all the followers without any action. With the full support of the Heavenly King and the Old Man, his position as the leader was indeed stable.

Zhao Rong thought about it and kindly reminded:

"The Kung Fu your father practices is different from that of ordinary people. He lost all his power, but after dispersing it, he can still use the Star Absorbing Technique."

"But his body has reached its limit. Although his illness has been cured after this dispersal, his foundation has actually been cut off. If he forcibly practices this flawed martial art, his body will not be able to withstand even a few strands of the strange true qi dispersed in his meridians."

"The end of the Jianghu is not the end of life. You can persuade them."

"It is impossible to unify the martial arts world. It is better to cultivate one's character, cure old illnesses, and control the Black Wood Cliff forces, so that this martial arts world can have more peace."

Ren Yingying thought about her father's temper and felt that what Zhao Rong said made sense.

"I will advise you."

He then said with a hint of complaint: "Even if he practices the Star Absorbing Technique for a hundred years, he still won't be your opponent. Why can't you let it go? There's Uncle Xiang on the Black Wood Cliff. Even if he loses his martial arts, it won't matter."

"At your age, what's the point of having a king's ambition? What's the point of fighting for it? It's really worrying."

Zhao Rong found her complaints interesting.

"You'd better be more tactful when talking to your father."

Ren Yingying responded, put the matter to heart and did not continue the topic.

He took off the purple gourd from his waist and threw it at him.

Zhao Rong took it and felt it was heavy in his hand.

It was shaking slightly and the sound of water was muffled, which showed that it was very full.

When you get close and smell it, you can smell the aroma of wine.

"What kind of wine is this?"

Ren Yingying asked with a smile: "Aren't you a master of wine? How come you can't smell this?"

"What kind of wine expert is this? He just likes to drink a few glasses every now and then."

“That’s a shame.”

She teased, "It is surrounded by three mountains, a stream flows beside it, and hundreds of springs gush out, clear and transparent. This wine comes from the Jiuquan Spring in Luoyang. You should know what it is."

"Oh?"

“It turned out to be Du Kang.”

Zhao Rong perked up, took out the cork and smelled it, and sure enough, there was a natural fragrance.

This is the unique fragrance of Jiuquan in summer.

How to relieve worries? Only Du Kang, wonderful.

"The wine has been opened. It is difficult to preserve it in this gourd. Drink it and enjoy it sooner."

Ren Yingying's eyes were bright, her eyebrows were raised slightly, her thin lips parted, and she muttered: "The Sword God has no worries, no troubles. It's a pity that this wine has been there for a hundred years, but it can't relieve the Sword God's worries, it can't relieve the Sword God's sorrow, what a pity."

She spoke in a cute and just amusing voice.

Zhao Rong looked at the wine gourd carefully and knew that it must be precious.

It was not disclosed before, and it was deliberately sent at this time, which is evident from the fact that it was not disclosed before.

So he said something nice:
"Although I am not worried at the moment, I don't know when we will meet again. Thinking that I won't be able to see my cousin again, I feel worried. This wine will be useful."

Upon hearing this, Ren Yingying couldn't help but smile.

"You really know how to say nice things."

She muttered something, blinked at Zhao Rong, then put on her veil and hat.

He pulled up the reins and turned the horse's back.

Without saying much, he left.

Without waiting for Zhao Rong to say anything else, she gave a light "go" and whipped the horse.

A clear sound of bells accompanied by the neighing of a horse, the horse raised its feet and ran towards the dense forest.

The sound of horse hooves could be heard.

Zhao Rong looked at the graceful and elegant figure in front of him, and thought of the song of the wild geese carrying a letter that came to an abrupt end. Suddenly, he saw her turning back while riding a horse at full speed.

"The song that has not been completed will be played next time."

"Cousin, I'll be waiting for you in Gusu!"

She shouted something and left without looking back.

Zhao Rong laughed from behind.

His cousin was a shy person, and he wondered if there would be a blush under her veil at this moment. This was the only thing left in his mind, along with the short lingering sound of the dense forest.

He shook the Du Kang wine in his hand, hung it around his waist, and rode his horse westward.

I was a little anxious when I came from Dengfeng.

On the way back, he took his time, enjoying the scenery along the way.

Ever since the battle at the summit of Junji, he no longer saw any major storms in this world.

After a few days of leisurely travel, when I returned to Dengfeng Yuelai Inn, it was already the sixth day since I had been separated from my cousin.

"Brother!"

Xiang Danian and others came forward, and Mi Weiyi took the horse away.

"Where's Mr. Gu?"

"Oh, I went to Shaoshique. It's been like this for the past few days. I will be back in the evening."

Zhao Rong did not find it strange, because the Shaoshique was located at the foot of Shaoshi Mountain and was a relic from the Eastern Han Dynasty.

There are carved portraits all over the place, which have the lingering charm of the Han Dynasty, which naturally has great appeal to Mr. Gu.

"Shaoshique is quite ordinary, but Shaoshi Mountain and Taishi Mountain are a little hard to understand."

Xiang Da Nian looked suspicious.

"what happened?"

"During the time that Senior Brother was away, we have been keeping an eye on Mount Taishi. On the third day after the battle, Tang Ying'e and two elderly elders from Mount Song descended from Shengguan Peak and went to Shaolin Temple."

"Hmm?" Zhao Rong smiled. "That's normal. Has Shaolin Temple responded?"

"Have."

"We also sent some monks to Mount Taishi to work with the disciples of Mount Song to clear the collapsed rocks and soil on the road to Shengguan Peak. These monks are not just pretending, they are really working hard."

Xiang Danian scratched his head: "Shaolin Temple has its own problems to deal with, why would they help Songshan Sect at this time?"

“Although these monks are only doing the work of moving rocks, they have discouraged many people who want to climb the Shengguan Peak.”

"Brother, could you possibly see through this?"

"Simple."

Zhao Rong looked towards Zhongyue: "Go to Shengguan Peak and you will know."

"Perhaps Shaolin Temple does not want to give up the Songshan Sect, or perhaps Master Fangzheng is concerned about the past relationship with him. These things are hard to guess, but if I ask Tang Ying'e, I will know everything clearly."

"but."

Zhao Rong held a cup of tea and changed the subject.

Xiang Danian is still waiting for further news.

Cheng Mingyi continued, "I guess Senior Brother is not interested in asking."

Zhao Rong exhaled helplessly: "That's exactly it."

"Oh, I'm not interested."

"The Songshan Sect is now seeking survival. If I wanted to destroy them, I would have done it long ago. I am paying attention now only because I am curious and want to observe the outcome. I am not interested in the trivial matters involved."

Xiang Danian laughed: "I finally understand why Dongfang Bubai, who was the best in the world, didn't leave Black Wood Cliff for more than ten years."

"I think he is tired of these trivial matters just like my brother."

Zhao Rong waved his hands repeatedly, thinking that there was a big misunderstanding: "I am different from Dongfang Bubai."

"Let's see. I can't stay in Hengyang. Maybe I'll go out for a walk every year."

Cheng Mingyi and Xiang Danian did not ask him what he did outside every year.

I just asked, "Brother, when will we leave for Huashan?"

"Um"

"Let's wait for Mr. Gu to come back."

Zhao Rong smiled and said: "If he doesn't go to Shaoshique, we will set off tomorrow."

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