◎She wanted to marry him.◎
The two of them stayed awake all night, but fortunately nothing happened in the following time.
The next morning, An Jiu and Fei Chen went into the mountains.
Wuyi Mountain is a huge mountain range running from north to south, with lush forests and numerous insects and animals.
Especially in deep mountains, there are no roads, and the dense branches and leaves make it difficult to tell the direction, so it is very easy to get lost in the jungle.
An Jiu is a delicate and frail young lady, so it is not a wise move for her to go into the mountains.
Logically, she should have stayed outside and waited, but she insisted on going to find He Ziqing.
Feichen could guess the reason.
He Ziqing is a martial arts expert and can protect her. As long as she stays with He Ziqing, she won't have to worry about being found by Xian Wuming.
Although Feichen was protecting her now, Anjiu obviously didn't want to trouble him and waste his time. After all, Feichen's main purpose of going down the mountain was to find Qiansha Pavilion and retrieve the Bodhi seeds.
Since we brought Anjiu with us, we walked very slowly into the mountains.
Fei Chen led the way, clearing a path, and An Jiu followed. They walked slowly in the forest for a whole day. At dusk, they actually saw a cloud of smoke from a cooking fire in the forest.
"There is smoke ahead. Maybe it's the remnants of the people living in the mountains. Let's go over and ask for a place to stay." Fei Chen said, looking at the wisp of smoke slowly drifting in the sky.
An Jiu naturally had no objection.
The two walked towards the source of the smoke for a while, and gradually they could see a small wooden house hidden among the green mountains and cypresses.
The wooden house is not big and is located in an open space. The roof is covered with golden thatch. An old man is sitting in front of the house, making a fire and cooking.
Hearing the footsteps, the old man turned and looked at them.
When he got closer, An Jiu realized that there was something strange about the old man.
He had a head of white hair, which was casually pinned up with a dry branch, as if his hair was covered with frost and snow.
However, he had a face without many wrinkles. Although his beard was white, his skin was tight, and his dark eyes did not show the cloudiness of old age, but were exceptionally bright and spirited.
An Jiu had heard of the term "white hair and youthful face", but it was difficult for her to imagine what a real white hair and youthful face looked like. At this moment, the term subconsciously emerged in her mind.
This old man gave her the feeling of a man with white hair and a youthful face, like an immortal on earth.
Fei Chen obviously also noticed the strangeness of the old man. He stopped before he approached, protected An Jiu behind him, bowed to the old man with a serious face and said: "Senior, the two of us are wandering in the mountains and forests with nowhere to go. We followed the smoke from the cooking stove and came here. We didn't mean to disturb you. I hope you will forgive us."
The old man rolled his eyes, glanced between the two of them, and said calmly, "Nothing, you can rest here by yourselves, just don't make any noise."
After saying this, he turned around and went about his own business.
An Jiu noticed that the old man was grilling a fish.
In front of him was a simple earthen stove made of stones, with a clay pot hanging on the stove. The flames in the stove were burning, licking the pot, and water was boiling in the pot. The old man held a wooden stick in his hand, with a perch as long as an arm stuck on the stick.
Fei Chen breathed a sigh of relief, led An Jiu to find a place not far away to settle down, and then went to the woods to find some firewood to light a bonfire.
This place is neither too far nor too close to the wooden house, within the range where both sides can see each other but cannot hear each other’s conversation.
"Master, is there anything special about that senior? You seem very nervous..." An Jiu asked in a low voice.
Fei Chen shook his head and replied, "Maybe I am worrying too much. Don't worry, we will only stay for one night and then leave."
Having said that, Feichen's expression was very solemn.
Fei Chen is a first-rate master. When he first saw the old man, he noticed that the other party's aura was extremely long and deep. Although he looked no different from an ordinary old man, the old man's white hair and childlike face showed that he was extraordinary.
The opponent is most likely a top master living in seclusion in the mountains. Even Fei Chen is not sure he can defeat him.
It is not uncommon to see some masters in the martial arts world who either hide their identities or live in seclusion in the mountains.
Fei Chen was not surprised by this, he was just worried about the identity of the old man. If he was a member of the Demonic Cult, or a demon, then wouldn't he be walking into a trap by bringing An Jiu here?
He himself was fine when in danger, but how would he feel if An Tanyue was also in danger?
An Jiu had no idea what Fei Chen was thinking. She was currently recalling the plot in the book.
An Jiu never thought that the sword god that the hero and heroine in the book had been searching for for a long time would actually be met by herself first.
Yes, the old man they accidentally ran into this time was the mysterious man that He Ziqing had been looking for.
He Ziqing seldom told them about his past. Logically, An Jiu should not know who he was looking for, but who made her a transmigrator in a book?
Having read the original novel in advance, An Jiu was well aware of the plot development.
In the book, He Ziqing has a goal in going out to gain experience, which is to fulfill his master's last wish and compete with a mysterious man.
No one knew that the mysterious man was the famous sword god You Qianhe.
Fifty years ago, You Qianhe became famous in the martial arts world. He had an extremely exquisite sword technique, and with one strike of the sword, people's heads would fall to the ground.
Killing one person in ten steps and leaving no name a thousand miles away is like the portrayal of You Qianhe.
At that time, You Qianhe was in his early thirties. His swordsmanship amazed the world and made countless people yearn for him.
However, You Qianhe is as his name suggests, wandering around the world like a wild crane, with no fixed place to live.
He would draw his sword when he encountered injustice on the road, and travel around when he had nothing to do. Sometimes he was a knight-errant on the roadside, sometimes he was a wanderer listening to music on a painted boat in the south of the Yangtze River, and sometimes he was a dusty drinker in the northwest.
You Qianhe is an unrestrained crane and a most passionate and emotional swordsman.
All this came to an abrupt end when You Qianhe was 35 years old.
After the age of thirty-five, You Qianhe suddenly disappeared and was never seen again in the world.
He disappeared from the world in an instant. All the friends he had made all over the world posted missing person notices throughout the martial arts world, but no one could find him and no one knew where he had gone.
From then on, You Qianhe became a symbol, a myth passed down from mouth to mouth, and a story sung in the streets and alleys.
Of course, there were people who had been looking for him.
For example, He Ziqing’s master.
He Ziqing's master is a woman.
There are very few women who learn sword in Wulin School. It seems that the sword, as a sharp weapon, has nothing to do with women. In the eyes of the world, the sword is a symbol of masculinity. If a woman wants to learn sword, she will definitely not be able to learn anything.
He Ziqing's master was an exception.
When You Qianhe was thirty years old, she met Master He Ziqing. At that time, she was a thirteen-year-old girl with a tragic life experience and her entire family was wiped out.
When You Qianhe passed by here, he only drew his sword and killed all the thieves who had wiped out her entire family.
The thirteen-year-old girl was just about to ripen, like apricots hanging on a branch, green, fresh and shiny.
The girl lost her home overnight and became penniless.
She had nowhere to go, and the only way seemed to be to follow the man who saved her.
The dissolute swordsman shook off the blood on the tip of his sword and slowly put away the cold and shining long sword. He opened the wine gourd, took a sip of wine, and walked forward with a staggering gait.
The girl, with blood splattered on her face, followed him in panic, walking with one foot deep and one foot shallow in the dark and cold rainy night.
The swordsman who had just killed dozens of people seemed to be unaware of anything at this moment. He walked slowly for a long time before turning back with hazy drunken eyes and asking with a drunken breath, "Why are you following me?"
The girl was soaked by the cold rain. She looked up at the tall man with a pale face and shivered: "I don't know where to go. Please, please let me follow you!"
The swordsman frowned, as if he was thinking and struggling. After a long while, he waved his hand casually and said, "Whatever you want!"
From then on, there was always a petite girl following behind the world-famous swordsman.
In the past, swordsmen often lived alone, and since one person’s food could feed the whole family, they were very casual in their lives.
They would not wash their hair or change their clothes for ten days or half a month, and would eat one meal and starve the next. They did not care even if their shoes were torn. Sometimes they could not get to the town at night, so they would just find a place to spend the night under the tent.
The arrival of the girl changed all that.
She would urge him to wash his hair and take a bath, sit under the lamp at night to patch up the holes in his clothes, and go to the store to choose suitable shoes for him. Gradually, the girl took care of his three meals a day, clothing, food, and daily life.
Every time the swordsman said there was no need to do these things, the girl would look anxious, afraid that she would be driven away if she became useless.
It seemed that if she did a little more and helped him take care of his life, she would not be a useless person.
As time went by, rumors of the Sword God's romantic affairs gradually spread in the martial arts world, saying that You Qianhe had married a young wife.
You Qianhe didn't take it seriously at first, but when he saw that the little girl seemed to have the same idea, he realized something was wrong.
He was a man of loose morals, and it was impossible for him to marry and have children in this life. In You Qianhe's heart, his life had already been dedicated to the sword. If his heart was tied, how could he use the sword?
The most powerful sword move in the world is to move forward courageously and fearlessly.
You Qianhe began to teach the girl sword.
He actually wanted to tell her that women can create value by not only washing clothes and cooking for men and bearing children. He was also teaching her what the way of the sword was and what he was pursuing in his life.
This teaching gave You Qianhe a great shock.
The girl actually has an excellent talent for kendo!
She didn't know what a sword was, let alone how to use it. Even at her age, she was already past the best age to learn sword.
But as soon as she grasped the sword, the sword seemed to have self-awareness and began to dance spontaneously.
The girl's sword is so plain and simple, without any fancy sword moves or sophisticated designs, but every sword is full of the momentum of simplicity and ingenuity.
Although she was a beginner, with a sword in her hand, the girl became a top-notch expert overnight.
She is a true genius and the most suitable person for sword practice in the world!
After realizing this, You Qianhe was delighted and immediately wanted to take her as his apprentice.
But to everyone's surprise, faced with the favor of the contemporary Sword God, the girl refused without hesitation.
The girl of thirteen or fourteen was already the age of the young boy Mu Ai. That day, a swordsman descended from the sky and killed those who bullied her. From then on, he became the great hero in her heart.
She wanted to marry him, to be his wife, his bedmate, not just his apprentice.
You Qianhe learned of the girl's thoughts and after much thought promised the girl that as long as she followed him to learn sword for five years, he would marry her.
He couldn't bear to see such a talented person wasted, so he had to resort to this last resort to stabilize her.
The girl readily agreed. She thought that as long as she studied sword skills seriously, she would be able to marry him in five years.
Five years later, You Qianhe disappeared.
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