The Legend of Swing Sword and Execution of Demons

Chapter 142

"There is such a kind of bird called owl, which often lives in the shadows, hides at night, and feeds on rats and pests. Birds symbolize bad luck and death." The old man's eyes hovered over Jiang Yichen and he said slowly, "You, would you like to be that night owl who exorcises evil and punishes evil in the shadows, picks out rot and cures poison?"

Although the boy's face was covered with gauze, his mouth could still move. Even though he didn't want to make a sound, the old man wished so much to see those lips move even a little.

No, Jiang Yichen leaning on the wooden bed is like a statue, even if the outside world is turned upside down, he doesn't seem to have any emotions.

"If you are willing, come to the ferry tomorrow, first go to Yaogu with Yaolao, heal your injuries, and then go to Taiji Village, I will say hello to Chenglao and Wenglao, and pave the way for you to practice frost and snow." The road to great success, and then, whether it is the Tushi Gang or the Red Clothes Sect, we will settle the blood debts one by one with these demons and ghosts." The old man told Jiang Yichen the plan in his heart, obviously, he very much hoped that tomorrow he could Meet this boy at the ferry.

"If you don't want to leave Xishan Island for the time being, you can stay here. This is the Shengji Huanyan ointment given by Yao Lao. For the wound on your face, you can change the medicine every three days. If you persist for half a year, it will be back to normal. The medicine given by Yao Lao is more than enough for a year, and the medicine powder and plaster for other injuries on your body will also provide you with a full month's supply. There will be no one left on the island, the dead are gone, don't worry Living with sadness, and taking care of yourself is the most important thing." The old man took out a delicate medicine bottle from his arms and put it on the wooden table. He didn't want to say these words, but he had to Said that if Jiang Yichen chooses to stay on Xishan Island, this will probably be his last order to the boy.

"Next, I'm afraid I won't have much time to come to the island. As for whether you are willing to return to the disputes between the rivers and lakes in the future... it all depends on your own wishes." By the time he finished speaking, the old man had already stepped out of the wooden house, and walked After taking a few steps, looking back, the young man was still like a stone carving. He expected that he was too strong to drink, so he would not be hurt by alcohol, so he stopped uttering words, thought about it in his mind, and left sadly after he had nothing more to worry about. go.

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At the ferry in the early morning of the next day, the old man who was always punctual delayed his departure for half a cup of tea for an unprecedented time. However, the figure of the boy did not appear after all.

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Xishan Island in winter is still like spring and autumn, bathed in the vitality of spring, feeling the crisp and clear autumn, and it has nothing to do with the snow and the biting cold wind in the twelfth lunar month.

Beside the emerald green pool, there is a huge stone, a young man, and a jar of wine.

This is the most common sight for most of the year.

A year ago, this place was still a pool of blood, but before the old man left, the Emerald Green Pool had been restored to its usual scenery.

Time is the best antidote, it wipes away the faintly audible fishy smell, under the beautiful scenery, who knows that this place was once the burial place of nearly twenty people.

However, time is also a poison that keeps getting stronger and stronger. The indelible memories are blurred and clear in the mind, and the heart marks that cannot be healed just become deeper and cannot be calmed down.

After the old man left, although Jiang Yichen did not wash his face with tears all day long, he was gradually lost and numb in his grief and sorrow.

In the early days, he stood in front of Huo Yinniang's tomb every day, expressing his thoughts with his heart. After thirteen years of being together day and night, when we saw each other after half a year, it was the separation of life and death, which was really the pain of separation.

Later, he wandered around Xishan Island, recalling the past of the owners of the same tombstones, chatting with them to relieve loneliness.

Later, he discovered wine on the island, the unique shade of drunken flowers on Xishan Island. He often heard that wine can relieve sorrow, so he also began to try drinking.

Wine can soothe your sorrows, and wine can relieve your worries.

Some people drink a thousand cups without getting drunk, and some people drink a drop of wine and get drunk for a thousand years.

Many people talk nonsense when they are drunk, and some people drink too much and just fall asleep without saying a word.

Jiang Yichen is the kind of person who doesn't drink at all, and gets drunk after drinking. He is also the kind of person who loses consciousness after taking a sip.

There are not many drunken flowers left on the island, only a dozen or so jars, but for Jiang Yichen who can dream of a foreign land every time he takes a sip, more than ten jars of wine are enough for him to drink three times a day continuously. It's been five years.

A sad person is afraid of being quiet, so he comes to the bank of the Die Cui Pool, listening to the endless noise of the waterfall. Go bliss and beauty.

If there is any extra color in his life on the island, it is the arrival of Murong Jing.

On the No. 20 morning after the fall of Xishan Island, Murong Jing got out of his busy schedule and groped to Xishan Island alone to visit the brothers who were worried about him.

Seeing Jiang Yichen's look of lovelessness and self-imposed exile, Murongjing cursed at him, but after seeing little effect, although heartbroken, there was nothing he could do, so Murongjing chose to drink with him to share his worries.

After that, Murong Jing would sneak up to Xishan Island every few months to drink with him.

Every time he drank, Murong Jing would first babble about the situation in the world to him eloquently, and after more than half an hour, he was allowed to have a sip, because after this sip, it was already the next day when he woke up.

Occasionally, another person came.

The person who came was a woman, and the woman stared at him for a long time, with doubts and sadness in her eyes.

Thinking about it, she couldn't see his appearance, and didn't know who he was. In fact, he didn't even recognize himself now. He didn't apply the medicine on time according to the old man's instructions, and didn't change it for him until Murong Jing arrived. After taking the medicine for the first time, he changed the medicine intermittently by himself, but because he missed the best time for treatment, even though the Shengji Huanyan Ointment was a rare medicine from the medicine valley, it could not restore his former appearance.

The skin and flesh on his face has lost a circle, which also makes him look abnormally thin. Combined with his starving body, although it is not skinny, it has become sharp and angular.

However, the woman still recognized him, and when she rushed towards him, he also recognized her, she was Ruolan.

That's right, those who came to Xishan Island at this time must be for him, no matter how he changes, he is always the only one on this island, and Ruolan will never find this place by herself, it must be Murong Jing brought it.

The moment the beautiful woman fell into his arms, he suddenly recalled the scene of encountering the Tao Xianweng in Jiangning County. At this moment, he seemed to understand what love is.

Seeing the tears in Ruolan's eyes, he retreated, he dared not accept her affection, because he felt unworthy, let alone delay her youth.

Ruolan felt Jiang Yichen's retreat and indifference, but she still forced a smile on her face. She knew that she was here to accompany him.

Like Murong Jing, she came to chat with him and drink with him, even though he was always silent, even though he was always the first to get drunk.

Ruolan is not as comfortable as Murong Jing in Yichun Courtyard, but as long as conditions permit, she will come to the island rain or shine, just to see him.

Both Ruolan and Murong Jing came to accompany Jiang Yichen without telling the old man, but the old man could hide it if he wanted to. The old man also hoped that they could wake up the teenagers on the island with their brotherhood and youthful affection.

Today, Ruolan and Murong Jing came to Xishan Island again, and came to the place where Jiang Yichen stayed most often, Diecui Pool. However, this time they only saw the drunken flowers by the pool, but they did not find the bewildered young man.

They searched for a whole day, but they couldn't find Jiang Yichen until nightfall, and what they didn't see was the black general who had been with him all the time.

The next day, Murong Jing and Ruo Lan, who were limited in time, could no longer delay on Xishan Island, so they could only leave first, and see you in the next day.

But when they went to the island two months later, Jiang Yichen was still nowhere to be seen. Even though they searched the island again, they still found nothing.

"Brother Murong, do you think he will, will he..." Ruolan wiped off the sweat from her forehead, bit her red lips lightly, and hesitated to speak.

"Don't worry, Xiao Lan'er, that kid will perish, but he will never commit suicide." Murong Jing raised his eyes to the sky, the sun was on his head, even though it was winter, it was scorching hot, like the scorching heat, if you spread your folding fan, Lan Zheyang went to the summer heat, suddenly seemed to think of something, and then said with a smile, "Maybe we won't use it in the future."

"You mean?" Ruolan was puzzled, but seeing Murong Jing's smile, it was definitely not a bad thing, so she had a tinge of hope.

"This kid, who has been drunk for a year, must have come to his senses by now." Murong Jing said firmly.

　I still want to chatter a few words and share the origin of "Night Owl": In "Nine Songs of the Sky", the killers in the killer organization Night Curtain are named after hundreds of birds. There are black crows, white phoenixes, and vultures, so I want to follow suit.

　　At first, I thought that the meaning of owl was very suitable, and then the title I thought of was "Nighthawk". After asking Du Niang, I found that owls are called "Owl", so I wanted to use the word "Night Owl", and later found that "Owl" "It also refers to an owl, so "night owl" is determined.

　　But in Du Niang, I found that "Ye Xiao" is a character under the American DC comics. In DC comics, there are 2 characters who use the title of night owl, but they are not well-known, at least Xiao Chen has never heard of it. Xiao Chen wants China's "Killer Night Owl" is more famous and I don't know if it can be done.

　　

　

(End of this chapter)