The drizzling flute

Chapter 22: since then, Xiao Lang has become a stranger Cui An listened in a daze, and finally he was soft on his knees. He sat down on the ground. He thought that he had a miserable life and had been indifferent since he was a child. He thought that after learning from Wudang, he would be able to fight with his sword in the future. But who expected that he would encounter such a disaster. When the heart was filled with indignation, it was almost crying. But all of a sudden, the words of master just now clearly rang in his ear: "you know that you are dying, and you should also pretend to be a hero!" Liu Jianming's face full of disdain also appeared in front of you. Cui An was cold in his heart and restrained his tears. He said: "master hates the cult to the core. I'm afraid it's inevitable that he will die this time. Crying loudly is not helpful, but it makes people laugh." However, since the Qing Dynasty, after a few years, today's grievances always have a day of redress. When Fang thought about it, he suddenly felt a sharp pain in his left palm. When he looked down, he did not know when to hold the jade pendant tightly in his palm. The incomplete part of the jade pendant was deeply embedded in the meat, and the blood continued to gush out and drop to the ground. Cui An stared at the jade pendant, as if he saw the scene of Liu Jianming carving on the jade pendant with him on the same day. The sea is dry and the stone is rotten. Cui An murmured: "the sea is dry and the stone is rotten, and the sentiment is unshakable?" the eight words on the jade pendant, she did not know how many times she had seen and read over the past few years. The sea is not dry, the stone is not rotten, but now? The words "Hai" and "Yu" on the jade pendant have been broken. The sea is dry and the stone is rotten. After several years of deep love and vowing, he could not defeat Xiaoyun's clever words and false accusations, and could not return the minimum trust! With a sad smile, Cui An slowly pulled out the dagger and cut the jade pendant into two parts. Liu Jianming，You and I in this life, since then! Looking at two pieces of jade pendant slowly sliding from the fingertip, Cui An only felt pain and stabbed. He couldn't bear it any more and fell on the bed to be covered and burst out crying. She is so tired that she sleeps unconsciously. When I woke up, the house was dark, and there was no moonlight between the windows and the doors. It was the end of the month. Only one person outside the window whispered: "three senior brothers, what does Shifu say?" Bai Jianjie also said in a low voice: "Master said that she would open the Dharma hall on a large scale, expel her from Wudang, and then... Put her to death." when it came to "putting her to death", he hesitated for a moment, and it seemed that he could not bear to say it. Cui An sighed: the three senior brothers still have the same feelings for me, but Liu Jianming was so heartless! Under the heart is a burst of pain. At this time, it was very quiet outside the house, the sound of the breeze shaking the tree, the sound of the guard's footsteps, and the sound of the slight impact of the sword. Cui An lit the candle and combed the slightly disordered hair on the mirror. He saw that the person in the mirror was looking forward to the beautiful eyes and the skin was better than snow. Although his eyes were slightly red and his expression was also haggard, but in the shadow of the shaking candle, it was like a cloud of green silk. How could it not be a peerless face? All of a sudden, the bustling streets of Yangzhou were passing in front of us, and the admiration of others was ignored. Suddenly, I felt a pain in my heart: do I really want to get rid of my peerless face from now on? Green mountains and waters, ten Zhang of the world of mortals, I haven't even really been in it. Is it possible that tomorrow I will be killed? Bai Jianjie stood under the window and stared at the beautiful figure reflected on the window. It seemed that he was already crazy. When did I fall in love with my little sister? He was unable to answer. It seems that from the feast of master's fifty birthday, he just saw it for the first time, and he was attracted by the little sister. Although she was only twelve years old at that time, from that day on, he was waiting for the little junior sister to grow up. Among all the brothers, the little sister and he are the best friends. No matter what they do, they always forget to call him the three elder brothers. Even if they were punished by the master for accompanying the little sister to monkey around, he is happy. There was a time when he thought that the little sister's heart already belonged to him. But one day, he suddenly found that the little junior sister had grown up, but what the little junior sister liked was Liu Jianming, who was ten years older than her! But in her heart, she was just a playful partner. This heavy blow had made him almost crazy. He has always been fond of the elder martial brother, so he only buried his love for the younger martial sister in his heart. Who would have expected that the elder martial brother today was able to testify that the younger martial sister was a spy of the cult! There is no doubt that the elder martial brother is a man. Based on his deep love for the younger martial sister, if there is no real evidence, he will not be so resolute. But little junior sister... Little junior sister how could she be the moon right emissary of moon worship? Is tomorrow... Tomorrow Tomorrow... Cui An is also meditating in the house. When I think of the word "tomorrow", I feel a pain in my heart. Suddenly, Xiaoyun's very proud smile appears. No way! You can't just die in this way! But when I thought about it, I thought: the worship of the moon must be well planned and influential this time. How can I fight against it with my own strength? What's more, with my current martial arts, I'm afraid that I'll be captured and killed before I escape down the mountain. It's not as good as dying under the master's command tomorrow to do my best in the way of disciples. Finally, there will be a day when the truth will come out. ... don't run away But...... even if the truth comes out one day, how many people in the Jianghu can remember Cui An, a nameless man? Even if it was a group of martial brothers, they just sighed: "pitiful, it's a pity!" did I leave only these four words to future generations? In a few decades... In a few hundred years, who else died in injustice on that day, Cui An? When I thought about this, I was heavy and passionate: if there was no way out of the sky, I would be able to escape down the mountain today, find out the treachery of the moon worship, and return my innocence to my mentor. Finally, I can achieve a career, not a vain life. If the sky is Cui An, it is also the fate. It is the destiny. With a determined mind and a clear mind, he collected some scattered silver and things that can be exchanged for money, blew out the candles, and sat in the dark waiting.