◎ She will never put down her sword again.◎
An Jiu held a piece of dry biscuit and ate it slowly.
Take a bite and look at Feichen.
The handsome monk was sitting cross-legged on the ground. Unlike her, he was not wasting time. He had already eaten his dry food and was now chanting scriptures with his eyes closed, looking very pious.
An Jiu swallowed a mouthful of tasteless dry biscuit and felt a sore throat.
She was originally a rich lady who lived a life of luxury. When she traveled with Pei Ji before, she never showed mercy to Pei Ji. She never treated herself badly during the journey and lived a very carefree life.
Even in an important Buddhist place like Wuyin Temple, because she wanted to eat meat, Ah Qi had to help her catch game to satisfy her hunger.
From this we can see how indulgent Pei Ji is to her.
After coming out with Feichen, the two of them didn't have much friendship, and An Jiu was embarrassed to bother this otherworldly master. If she made a fuss as usual, Feichen might not say anything, but she would feel guilty about it.
Besides, letting Pei Ji kill is not the same as letting Fei Chen kill.
No matter how willful An Jiu was, she would never let a monk catch wild game for her and kill it for meat.
She was afraid that she would shorten her life.
So during this trip, the young lady felt that she had suffered a lot of grievances, but she just couldn't say it out loud.
Before, she could still endure and slowly eat the hard dry food, but now, smelling the aroma of fish drifting in the wind from not far away, An Jiu could no longer hold back and swallowed her saliva.
Glancing at Feichen again, the monk had his brows lowered and his eyes closed, as still as a mountain. It seemed that he had long since abandoned the disturbances of the outside world and immersed himself in the Buddhist scriptures.
An Jiu's gaze shifted to the small courtyard not far away, and fell directly on the grilled fish whose skin had turned golden and crispy in the smoke and fire.
Food is the most important thing for people. After enduring for a long time, An Jiu finally gave up.
She stood up carefully, and seeing that Feichen was indifferent, she walked towards the courtyard step by step.
An Jiu didn't notice that as soon as she moved, Fei Chen behind her opened his eyes and stared at her motionlessly.
"Senior, that's not how you grill fish." An Jiu stood at the edge of the courtyard and said to the old man squatting beside the earthen stove.
The old man then turned around and looked at the girl in the red dress standing by the fence with an expectant look on her face, and said calmly, "Oh? How do we roast it?"
If you ask An Jiu how to eat it, it’s too simple.
What has the young lady not eaten? She employs several chefs at home, and they serve all kinds of cuisines, including the eight major Chinese cuisines, French cuisine, and Japanese cuisine.
You can order food at Anjiu anytime every day and enjoy authentic delicacies from all over the country at home.
This is the power of money.
Unlike in ancient times, local delicacies are generally found in local areas and are difficult to get out of that area.
That is why there are so many knights who travel around the world to gain knowledge.
An Jiu immediately took a few steps closer and began to tell the old man how to grill fish, from how to eat fish to the nutritional value of fish, and he talked incessantly and was still eager to get on with it.
Although he has never seen a pig run, he has eaten pork. An Jiu is the kind of person who can't cook but is especially good at eating.
She knows exactly what dishes to cook and how to make them.
The old man smiled and said, "Young lady, you have said so much. It seems that you are an expert in this field. Why don't you grill a fish for me?"
An Jiu shook his head like a rattle and said seriously, "I can't cook, I can only eat. Old senior, you do it, how about I give you instructions?"
It is impossible for her to do it herself. How can a young lady who has never done housework cook for herself?
In the past, she had always tormented Pei Ji and his servant, but now she was even ordering the famous Sword God around.
The old man looked at Anjiu with a smile, shook his head, walked aside, and took out a fish basket. It turned out that there were several fish in the basket.
He took out a fish, gutted it, removed the scales, cleaned it, and inserted a wooden stick into it. He said to An Jiu, "Tell me again. I want to see if it is as delicious as you said."
An Jiu took a few steps closer, and the old and the young gathered together, whispering to each other while grilling the fish.
During the whole process, Fei Chen had been looking at this place nervously. Seeing that An Jiu was as calm as ever and was chatting and laughing with the unfathomable senior, his frown relaxed slightly.
However, he still did not dare to be careless and always kept an eye on the movements of the two.
Not long after, a strong fragrance gradually drifted to the tip of his nose with the wind. Seeing the girl and the old man in the courtyard each holding a harpoon and chewing on the barbecue, Fei Chen realized why An Jiu went alone to find the old man.
A trace of helplessness and a dilemma suddenly flashed across the monk's cold face.
He turned slightly to avoid the wind, no longer looking at the two people, and calmly recited Buddhist scriptures with his eyes closed.
On the other side, An Jiu and the old man were feasting on the food. The old man praised, "You are not exaggerating, it really tastes much better this way."
An Jiu's mouth was full of oil and he said with a smile: "Of course, when it comes to eating, no one in the world can compare to me."
The old man was curious: "Is that true? How old is the little girl? I'm afraid she has never even stepped out of the house. How can she compare with the people in the world?"
An Jiu said: "Don't underestimate me, I have been to many places."
The old man became more interested. When he was young, he was also a well-informed person. He smiled and said, "In that case, let me test you..."
The two of them began to talk about the vast country over the aroma of roasted fish, talking about the roast lamb and butter tea in the northwest, the big pot rice and smoked chicken in the extremely cold north, and the Yangchun noodles and salted duck in the south of the Yangtze River. In addition to the delicious food, these places also have many local customs and cultures that make people yearn for them.
As the old man listened, his bright eyes lit up and he looked up at the sky, as if he was looking forward to one day seeing the beautiful scenery in various places and tasting the rich and colorful food.
He was such a free and easy person, but he had lived in seclusion in the mountains for too long. Many of the things the little girl told him were different from what he remembered.
Fifty years have passed, and the outside world has changed tremendously, as if the world has changed dramatically.
The old man suddenly sighed deeply, and even the delicious grilled fish lost its taste in his mouth.
"Senior, why are you sighing for no reason? Is there something troubling you?"
The old man turned his head and saw the concern in the girl's eyes, and his mind was distracted again.
As I recall, there seemed to be a pretty girl who often followed him, urging him to take a bath, change clothes, and dress neatly. For a playboy wandering around the world, this was really too difficult.
Every time this happened, he would sigh helplessly. The girl would ask him, "Sir, why are you sighing? My mother said that people should not sigh too often, or they will lose all their blessings."
Why is he sighing?
It’s because of her.
Thinking of this, the old man suddenly smiled again and said, "I am just feeling that you are so young, but you have come such a long way and seen the beautiful mountains and rivers. I am far inferior to you."
"Senior, you can go out now. You are still healthy. Isn't it boring to stay in this deep mountain all day?" An Jiu said casually.
The old man was stunned for a moment before shaking his head and saying, "Forget it."
As for why he let it go, there was no explanation and An Jiu didn't ask.
The old man was silent for a long time, and suddenly said: "Little girl, tell me more about what's happening outside. In all these years, are there any famous swordsmen in the martial arts world?"
An Jiu's heart moved. She saw a hint of expectation in the old man's eyes. She pursed her lips and said truthfully, "Senior, I don't know much about the martial arts world. I have only heard of a few sword masters. The most famous one is the Green Water Sword of Huashan Sect, and then there is the leader of Emei Sect and the Golden Snake Sword..."
As An Jiu spoke, the old man's bright eyes gradually dimmed and finally became gray.
"Neither, neither of them is her." The old man murmured after hearing this.
At this moment, the old man seemed to have aged ten years in an instant. His eyes were no longer as bright as when they were first seen, and his voice sounded particularly vicissitudes.
It seemed that in an instant, all the energy and spirit that had supported him was drained away.
An Jiu felt a little reluctant in her heart. She had read the original novel and knew the plot. She knew why You Qianhe had lived in seclusion in the mountains for so many years.
During the five years of teaching the girl, You Qianhe became more and more amazed by her talent.
The girl is like a piece of unpolished jade, and he discovered her, and in the future he will carve the girl into a piece of unparalleled jade.
You Qianhe was certain that in five years, the girl would become an unrivaled swordsman, and even surpass him, the Sword God!
Facts proved that he was right. When the five-year period was about to end, when the two of them were competing again, You Qianhe was barely able to catch the girl's sword.
Her sword was smarter, more alive, more full of life than his.
If he is taming the sword, then the girl's sword is the natural coexistence of man and sword.
The sword was a weapon and a tool in You Qianhe's hands, but when the sharp weapon fell into the hands of the girl, it became her trusted partner and even a believer for her to command.
She is a natural swordsman!
No one is better at using a sword than her!
In her, You Qianhe vaguely glimpsed the ultimate of swordsmanship. That was the place he wanted to reach throughout his life, but the girl could already vaguely reach it.
However, unlike You Qianhe's surprise, as the date approached, the 18-year-old graceful girl was only looking forward to her marriage.
You Qianhe naturally noticed the girl's mood. As the two of them sparred, the girl's sword moves became more and more timid and gentle, which showed the girl's state of mind.
The sword moves with her heart. When her heart moves, the sword will naturally change as well!
You Qianhe didn't know what to do.
The five-year period was originally just a stopgap measure. He had hoped that as she grew older, she would be able to see clearly that her gratitude towards him was not true love.
Unfortunately, You Qianhe was wrong.
The girl truly loves him and doesn't just regard him as her savior.
You Qianhe was caught in a dilemma, he knew very well that the girl was not the type to kill decisively, she even didn't like practicing sword skills, she was gentle and docile by nature, she didn't want to kill anyone at all, and didn't want to see blood, compared to a sword that kills, she liked a needle for sewing clothes more.
She practiced swordplay for him.
How could he tell her now that the five-year agreement was actually a lie he had told her? He only had a master-disciple relationship with her, and no romantic feelings between him and her?
Facing the girl's blushing cheeks and shining eyes, You Qianhe was speechless.
Moreover, he had anticipated earlier that even if he really married her, she would no longer practice swordplay after marriage.
Regardless of whether he agreed to her or not, she would never embark on the path of swordsmanship. He had forced her to take this path.
After a long consideration, You Qianhe made a decision.
Just one day before the five-year agreement was to be fulfilled, he disappeared quietly. From then on, he lived in seclusion in this unknown mountain and never took a step out again.
Is this good enough?
In this way, the girl couldn't find him.
PanPan
She will always have hope.
She would go deeper and further than him on the path of swordsmanship. Whether she wanted to find him and marry him, or resented his betrayal and killed him, she would never put down the sword.
She will stand at the top of the martial arts world and become a sword god admired by everyone.
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