Chapter 8 Perseverance
Old Hong was startled when he heard the words, and then smiled: “If you have a clear conscience, can you be at ease?”
In the words, the meaning is still unfinished, but Hong Lao didn’t say much.
“From the sword slave to the martial arts triple, it can be regarded as a step to the sky. It is gratifying and congratulatory. You can still remember me as an old man. It is also rare. Nothing else can be given to you. This painting has been with me for many years, and you can keep it.”
After speaking, Mr. Hong handed Lin Yun a scroll.
Lin Yun was startled when he heard the words. He knew the painting, it was the heart and soul of Old Hong, and he often took it to see it.
Elder Hong was kind to himself, so how could he take his beloved thing and quickly declined.
“I think I became a useless person for this painting back then, and I didn’t understand the mystery. Now half of my body is already in the loess, and will die at any time. Keep it in my hand and bury it in the loess with me?”
“If you remember correctly, you are practicing Tiger Fist… No matter what, this painting is somewhat magical to you.”
Elder Hong couldn’t help but said, he forced it to Lin Yun and waved his hand: “Let’s go, let’s go, don’t come to this place in the future. After you get out of here, no matter what others think, you Lin Yun will no longer be a Qingyun sword slave! ”
In the last sentence, Old Hong emphasized his tone, which shocked Lin Yun’s spirit. That’s right, from now on, no matter what others think, I, Lin Yun, must not underestimate himself.
He took the painting, bends down solemnly, and then walks away.
Old Hong looked at Lin Yun’s back, sighed softly, and secretly said a pity.
Walking out of the sword washing room, a group of handymen in the open space all looked at Lin Yun with strange expressions. There is jealousy, there is envy, and the look is complicated.
Everyone knows that no matter what Lin Yun will do in the future, he doesn’t need to return here anymore.
Zhou Ping had already left without blocking the road, which made Lin Yun a little surprised. After staying for a while, he left here without looking back and walked towards his cabin.
The wooden house is simple and remote, and it is extremely inconspicuous in the huge Qingyun Peak.
In the humble room, Lin Yun was writing something.
One hundred health pill, 20 qi and blood pill, and a total of three hundred taels of gold…
That’s right, what he is writing at the moment is exactly the pill money that Su Ziyao has given him over the past two years.
Lin Yun’s sword-raising skills are good. For a long time, Su Ziyao’s sabers have been handed over to him for maintenance. In the past two years, the scattered rewards add up to a lot.
As others have said, without these rewards, with the original master’s roots and understanding, I am afraid that I will be trapped in the martial arts threefold for the rest of my life.
No matter how much you insist, you can’t break through.
Lin Yun’s memory is very good, but his memory is not too strong for practical use. The original owner remembers all the rewards from Su Ziyao clearly.
Even Su Ziyao remembered clearly why Su Ziyao needed to raise a sword. What’s more, even know what time it is and what the weather is like that day.
As long as I remember for a moment, everything about Su Ziyao will come to mind.
Lin Yun didn’t understand, the original owner was not stupid, and even had great perseverance. Why can’t I see Su Ziyao clearly? The rewards given by the other party are just courtesy.