Chapter 119 I’m Worth Two Liang
In order to gain more control over the situation, Jiang Shouzhong went to the north slope of Yunwu Mountain to conduct site survey early the next morning.
As its name suggests, the mountain peak is shrouded in fog all year round.
There is only a narrow path on the north slope, winding through the forest to the top of the mountain. On both sides of the path, the ancient trees shrouded in mist looked particularly eerie, their branches like ghost claws, perfect for hiding and assassination.
“What a great place.”
Jiang Shouzhong was amazed and didn't know which genius found such a place.
But he didn't understand why Nalanxie would come to such a place...until Jiang Shouzhong saw a grave, a lonely grave of a girl that had experienced two years of wind and rain.
Zhang Tiaoer!
Looking at the name of the tomb owner on the stone tablet, Jiang Shouzhong was thoughtful.
……
In order to be more confident in killing Nalan Xie, Jiang Shouzhong came to the academy again when he was free, preparing to absorb more Confucian awe-inspiring energy to strengthen his strength.
However, this time he was shocked to find that the Haoran Qi that was strong before was now extremely thin.
Don’t say he was dumbfounded, the Yang Fu statue in his dantian was also dumbfounded.
After taking a few sniffs, I was too lazy to move.
Jiang Shouzhong scratched his head and was puzzled, "What happened? Could it be that I accidentally absorbed all of it before? It's unlikely."
"Okay, if they don't want you to suck it, don't worry about it."
Yan Changqing came over with a scallion pancake in his hand. While eating, he looked at the academy with disdain. "I'm still angry. I'm not aloof at all. The Confucian's mind is like that of a crazy woman complaining about women."
After finishing speaking, Yan Changqing laughed at himself and said: "You are not a gentleman if you are too petty and have no limits." No husband, I'm a bit morally kidnapped."
"Mr. Yan!"
Looking at the familiar person in front of him, Jiang Shouzhong looked surprised.
Previously, the other party took Feng Yichen to Zhenxuan Mountain, but he still didn't return. He was worried that the other party was in trouble.
Yan Changqing patted Jiang Shouzhong on the shoulder with an oily hand and said with a smile: "Boy, if it hadn't been me before, someone would have broken your legs long ago. It's not easy to keep a scholar's anger. Two are worth a thousand pieces of gold.”
Jiang Shouzhong looked stunned.
It turns out that this awe-inspiring energy cannot be absorbed at will.
Recalling what the Demon Lord said, Jiang Shou felt angry and itched his teeth, and secretly said: "From now on, you can't believe anything this Demon Lord says! They are all deceptive."
Xia He didn't recognize Yan Changqing, but felt that this ordinary-looking man was a little unfathomable and dangerous.
She subconsciously moved closer to Jiang Shouzhong.
One hand rested on the handle of the knife.
After finishing the scallion pancake, Yan Changqing glanced at Xia He and smiled at Jiang Shouzhong: "We haven't seen each other for a few days. Not only has my skills improved, but I also got a beautiful little daughter-in-law. Not bad, not bad."
Xia He blushed.
But the hand holding the handle of the knife did not relax for a moment.
Jiang Shouzhong came closer and chuckled softly: "Mr. Yan, can you see my current cultivation level?"
"The realm of a first-grade martial artist is better than I imagined. It’s much faster, you—” Yan Changqing suddenly froze, and looked at Jiang Shouzhong carefully, “That shouldn’t be the case, how could there be the aura of Grandmaster Xiaoxuan? It stands to reason that Menhetu is not that fast.”
< br>"Opportunity, opportunity."
Jiang Shouzhong deliberately let it slip.
Yan Changqing was amused, "The brat is getting more and more jealous. Be careful that too many opportunities will bite you."
After returning home, knowing that the two of them might have something important to discuss, Xia He wisely walked out of the house and stayed in the courtyard.
After Xia He left, Meng Niang appeared in the house.
“Meng Niang has met Senior Sword Demon.”
The charming woman in a red wedding dress bowed respectfully, with deep awe on her fair face.
Back in Yunhu on the outskirts of the capital, she was about to approach Jiang Shouzhong, but she sensed a crisis. If Li Guanshi had not appeared in time, she might have been killed by the man in front of her.
Later I learned that the other party was Yan Changqing, and I was very frightened.
Jiang Shouzhong felt complicated when he saw this scene.
Sure enough, Meng Niang was right. Whoever is stronger in this world is justified. When the other party came to see him, he looked arrogant and disdainful. Now that I have met Mr. Yan, he is as obedient as a little white rabbit.
"Senior, senior, you are actually older than my grandma, so I should call you senior."
Yan Changqing said with a smile.
Meng Niang looked embarrassed.
Seeing Yan Changqing wave his hand, Mengniang disappeared into the house.
“You are so lucky, you have two beauties at home.” Yan Changqing teased.
Jiang Shouzhong scratched his head, smiled, and asked with concern: "Mr. Yan, there is no trouble at Zhenxuan Mountain, right?"
"Yes, but we can handle it."
Yan Changqing He took out a jade hairpin and handed it to Jiang Shouzhong, "This is your sister Ye's natal sword. I have been busy repairing it for you these days, and I have spent a lot of energy on it. I will write down this favor first. You have to pay it back when you return it.”
Looking at the familiar hosta in his hand, Jiang Shouzhong was in a daze.
The cracks on the hosta have disappeared and become as new as ever. The temperature on it seems to have never dissipated.
Jiang Shouzhong asked: "Mr. Yan, can this hairpin be used casually in the future?"
Yan Changqing shook his head, "If your life is damaged, you can no longer abuse it. This time I thought of a compromise. The method is to let it enter your body and become your natal sword. Although it is not as powerful as before, it can at least last forever. After you pass the Tao Ancestor test, you will have three natal swords. Even top sword cultivators can’t raise three.”
Jiang Shouzhong’s eyes lit up.
It's okay if the power is small. He can keep Sister Ye's natal sword in his body. He has an indescribable joy. After all, he can treasure Sister Ye's beloved thing forever.
According to the method given by Yan Changqing, Jiang Shouzhong bit his fingertip and dripped blood on it. As the hosta sword buzzed and trembled, it turned into a stream of light and penetrated into the center of his eyebrows.
And Jiang Shouzhong also clearly sensed the existence of the natal sword.
The small sword of the hosta is entrenched in an aperture.
With a thought in Jiang Shouzhen's mind, the small jade-haired sword flew out from between his eyebrows and circled around him. The blade of the sword trailed a white light, which was particularly beautiful, but it was still a bit awkward and laborious to use.
"The natal sword consumes a lot of energy. Use it slowly and don't summon it to kill the enemy at every turn. When you meditate on weekdays, be more in touch with it to deepen your bond."
Yan Changqing reminded.
Jiang Shouzhong nodded repeatedly and took back the small jade hairpin sword.
"Besides, I found that hairpin..."
Yan Changqing hesitated, looked at Jiang Shouzhong and asked, "Jiang Mo, how much do you know about your sister Ye?" Deep? Have you ever felt anything unusual about her?”
“Abnormal?”
Jiang Shouzhong frowned and shook his head, “I didn’t notice it.”
Apart from the occasional sentimentality, he didn't feel anything unusual about Sister Ye.
Yan Changqing nodded, skipped the topic, and said instead: "The capital is not very safe these days. Try not to conflict with outsiders. I still have some trivial matters that I can't protect you all the time. Okay. With Meng Niang around, most experts won't be a threat to you.
But then again, I don't want to protect you too much. You have to go through some ups and downs to grow. , are obtained between life and death."
"Well, I will pay attention to safety."
Jiang Shouzhong responded.
Yan Changqing habitually unscrewed the stopper of the wine bottle, smelled the aroma of wine in the bottle, looked out the window, and after a moment of silence suddenly asked: "Jiang Mo, do you think I am a good person or a bad person?"
Jiang Mo sat upright, put his hands on his thighs, looked at the other person and said:
"I only know that you are a very powerful practitioner. As for whether you are a good person or not, it depends on what you want to do to me. Yes. If it's not good for me, you're a bad person. If you're good for me, you're a good person."
Yan Changqing smiled lightly, "You are quite realistic."
Jiang Shouzhong curled his lips.
There are three major natures of human nature: the first is being mean, the second is double standards, and the third is reality.
Yan Changqing looked away and smiled playfully, "I remember when we were at Yunhu Lake, the third young master of Famous Sword Villa, Fang Ziheng, apologized to you and was willing to reconcile, but you seemed unwilling to accept it, why? "
Jiang Shouzhong thought for a while and said seriously: "He apologized to me because of you. If you had not shown up at that time, I would have been seriously injured by him, so he was not apologizing to me. , but I’m apologizing to you. Such an apology is useless to me.”
“So you want to get it back?”
“Yes.” Jiang Shouzhong didn’t hide his feelings. Thoughts, he said calmly, "I am just a commoner. I don't have much tolerance for others, and I am not broad-minded. Sometimes I will retaliate and am very selfish.
I will decide what is right and wrong in the world. If I think it is right, then it is right. If others insult me, I will definitely take it back. If I don’t have the ability to seek justice, it’s my life. If I have the ability, then others will have to bear the consequences. "
Yan Changqing tapped the wine pot with his fingers and asked lightly:
" Fang Ziheng wants to strike you with a sword. With your current cultivation level, you can get justice. When you meet him, are you going to strike him with one sword, or strike him with two swords and get double the amount back? "
Jiang Shouzhong pursed his lips and did not answer.
"The Daomen River Diagram pays the most attention to cultivating according to one's will, and the most taboo is to practice against one's will."
Yan Changqing said slowly, "You can improve your previous state as a master by opening acupoints. But your subsequent practice depends more on My heart is broken. Li Guanshi jumped into two realms in one night, relying on observing the mind to achieve enlightenment. And she is also the only one who I think can ascend to enlightenment.
You want revenge, you want justice. , even if you want to be a hero, be a villain, whatever you want, then you can do it.
Whether the future is to step into the abyss, or to be soaring to the sky, it's up to you. There is no regret in choosing a path based on your heart, so you don’t have to worry that I will be disappointed in you or have murderous intentions towards you.
Although I am rooted in Confucianism, I particularly admire the military method of killing. . As I said before, all truths in the world are made with fists. The same is true for right and wrong. ”
Yan Changqing hesitated for a moment, and then said:
"Master Wu Hui of Wuchan Temple once said this: All realms change with the heart, and all laws are created only with the heart. Without a heart, there is no way to arise, and there is no place to manifest without a heart. My heart That is the universe, and the universe is my heart.
This passage has benefited me a lot, but what I understand does not apply to you. You can try to understand it yourself if you have the chance. Go to Wuchan Temple to visit him and find out for yourself.
However, this old monk has no trace and his contacts are irregular. You can only rely on fate to meet him. "
Feeling the sincerity of the other party. After saying this, Jiang Shou felt warm in his heart and nodded vigorously.
"Practice well and cultivate your mind well." Yan Changqing hung the wine bottle on his waist, stood up and said, "I will come here every once in a while to check on the progress of your practice."
Jiang Shouzhong stood up Send off.
Yan Changqing walked to the door and suddenly turned around and asked, "Who are you, that little girl?"
"What little girl?"
Jiang Shouzhong was confused.
"I came to see you before, but you were not at home." Yan Changqing stretched out his hand and gestured and said: "A dark and thin little girl left after cleaning the yard for you."
Looking at Qian Qian Jiang Shouzhong was a little dazed in the clean courtyard.
It turns out to be her.
The first time they met, the other party sold himself to hide from his grandfather, and he gave him two taels of broken silver.
The second time was on the street, when the ruthless young lady maliciously gave her gold and tried to kill her. It was he who saved the girl. When they parted, they also told each other to go to Rumen Street to find a maid in a wealthy family.
I thought this girl was gone, but unexpectedly she found her own home.
Looking at the clean courtyard, Jiang Shouzhong looked around, but did not find the figure of the thin black girl. He rubbed his brow helplessly and whispered: "How can you be so stubborn at such a young age?"< br>
Back in the house, Jiang Shouzhong sat in a chair and was in a daze as usual.
He recalled Mr. Yan’s question.
If you can get justice, should you use one sword or two swords to retaliate?
Jiang Shouzhong clenched his fists bit by bit, with a chill in his eyes, "I can shoot ten swords!"
......
The sunset was like red silk, and Yan Changqing, who was walking by the Huailan Lake, suddenly He laughed loudly and said: "You brat, I quite like it. This half-disciple is finally satisfied with it."
When he started laughing, he raised his head and took a sip of wine.
But before he could swallow it, he quickly spit out the wine in his mouth.
Yan Changqing wiped his mouth and said with a smile: "I was so happy that I almost forgot that you told me not to drink anymore. I deserve the punishment, I deserve the punishment..."
He picked up the wine bottle and put it on his head Knocked hard twice.
“However, for such a big thing as recruiting a disciple, it’s okay to have a sip or two.”
Yan Changqing hesitated.
Smelling the strong aroma of wine and swallowing his saliva, Yan Changqing finally put the jug back to his waist and murmured softly, "That's all. Since I promised you not to drink anymore, I broke my promise once, and I can't do it again. Broken promise for the second time.”
He looked up at the red clouds in the sky and asked with a gentle smile: "Daughter-in-law, when we find our daughter, I can drink again, okay?"
The clouds in the long sky disappeared silently, reflecting the thin figure on the shore. More and more lonely.
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On the last night of the year before, it snowed again, and the north wind whimpered.
In an empty straw shed not far from Jiang Shouzhong's courtyard, a dark and thin girl huddled on a worn-out straw mat, swallowing half of a moldy bun in small bites.
Time is the best medicine for treating grief. For a girl who is no more than twelve years old, the grief after her grandfather's death is no longer as heart-wrenching as before, although occasionally she will hide in a corner and cry secretly. He fell asleep again, dreamed of grandpa, and then laughed happily... When he woke up, he was only helpless.
She and her grandfather have been dependent on each other since she was sensible.
Occasionally I follow my grandfather to work for a wealthy family to earn a few meals of rations. Sometimes I accompany my grandfather in front of the earthen house to watch the sunset or the stars. Sometimes I carry a small bamboo basket with my grandfather and go into the mountains to chop firewood... The happiest thing is Listen to grandpa telling stories.
The most profound memory is that during the Chinese New Year, her grandfather gave her a bunch of candied haws. At that time, she was surprised to find that there were such delicious things in the world.
Reluctant to eat it, she took a small bite, secretly saved it, and occasionally took it out to satisfy her craving...
During that time, she was really happy.
Even if she hasn’t worn new clothes for a long time, and it’s hard to taste the delicious smell of meat for a year, she still feels very satisfied at such a young age.
Although the grandfather and grandson sometimes go hungry for a few meals, they don't have too many worries.
But when grandpa fell ill, everything changed.
When she was young, she wanted to help others work to earn money, but no one wanted her. Seeing her grandfather lying on the hard bed who was seriously ill, she could only hold the bowl and go begging for some food. Sometimes she could get it, but sometimes she could only come back with an empty bowl, which only contained the tears of a girl's grievance.
During this period, she was chased by vicious dogs, hit with stones by naughty children, and kicked by passers-by who were in a bad mood. Once she was kicked in the abdomen and lay on the ground in pain for a long time, unable to stand up... …Of course, I also met kind-hearted people.
After her grandfather died, she was left with only loneliness and hesitation. She even thought about lying in front of the grave and leaving with him.
But she remembered that her grandfather often said to her, don’t enjoy the kindness given to you by others with peace of mind. No stranger in this world has to treat you for no reason. You must remember to repay the kindness that is due. superior.
Thus, the girl has the motivation to live again.
God did give her hope and allowed her to meet the benefactor who helped her bury her grandfather. Unfortunately, the benefactor did not want her. So, she became that helpless girl again.
However, she followed secretly that night and took note of her benefactor's home.
She followed her benefactor's advice and went to Confucius Street, hoping to work as a maid in a wealthy family, so that she could save some money and give it back to her benefactor, but no one wanted her.
She is like a fly, being driven away at will.
No one wants it.
No one would want her except grandpa.
Gradually, the girl finally figured out that maybe she was unnecessary in this world.
The girl wants to accompany her grandpa, but grandpa will definitely be lonely.
However, she felt guilty and decided to repay her kindness to her benefactor first, otherwise her grandfather would definitely scold her after she went down. But she didn't know what she could do, but in the end she was able to help clean the yard. After all, it was the only thing she knew how to do.
Outside the shed, heavy snow covers everything, making the world look like a fairy tale world.
In the shed, the girl is as cold and miserable as grass.
Although she was still hungry and her body was still shivering from the cold, the girl was still very satisfied thinking that she could help her benefactor clean the yard tomorrow... Build a small snowman by yourself so that someone can celebrate the New Year with her.
Thinking about it, the tired girl closed her eyes.
In a daze, she remembered her grandfather carrying her as a child up the mountain to chop wood, humming her favorite songs... Gradually, she remembered the scene when her benefactor held her hand that night...< br>
“The benefactor’s hands are so warm.”
The girl with a high fever on her forehead murmured and slowly fell to the ground.
I don’t know how long it took, but the girl opened her eyes in a daze and found herself lying on a broad and warm back. The cold wind was howling, the snow was flying, and the man’s profile was very beautiful.
Noticing that the girl was waking up, Jiang Shouzhong asked softly: "Speaking of which, I still don't know your name?"
The girl's face was as white as scraps of paper and her voice was like a mosquito. "Two taels."
Two taels?
Jiang Shouzhong paused in his steps and looked strange.
It’s not like he changed his name just because he gave me two taels of silver.
The girl squinted her eyes and murmured in a voice so soft that she could not hear clearly, "Grandpa said that when I was born, an old fortune teller said... I am worth two taels."
(End of this chapter)