Chapter 553

More than 20 years ago.

A brilliant young man emerged in the south. He was only in his twenties, but he had amazing martial arts skills. He had a high spirit and challenged famous people everywhere.

Those who have been famous for many years in the Wulin hold their own identity. They are not willing to fight. They are afraid that they will be bullied by the younger generation. But the young people are very persistent. As long as they come to the door, they will never leave if they don't fight.

In the end, those famous martial arts masters could only fight. Although they were forced, they did not let the young man suffer. They understood that heaven should be in awe. But in the end, these martial arts masters were defeated one by one by the young man.

Because he was young and naturally frivolous, the young man constantly invited him to fight, but he never met his opponent. At a young age, he had the tendency to seek defeat alone.

Later, he heard that the abbot of Qixia Temple was an expert, so he came to Jinling, boarded the Qixia mountain, and openly invited the war in front of the mountain gate.

The abbot, who had been a young man for several generations, didn't show up at first, but on the fifth day of climbing, he finally walked out of the mountain gate.

On that day, under the gaze of many people who came to hear the news, the master of Qixia Temple stood in front of the mountain gate without moving his hand. He let the young man attack three moves without moving half a minute.

The spirited young man looked at the monk who took his three moves but didn't move. His eyes fluctuated violently. At last, he didn't say a word and turned down the mountain.

Since then, I haven't heard the news of young people challenging famous families.

But in the late autumn of the next year, the young man who had practiced hard for a year made a comeback again. However, when he climbed the mountain, the scene made him postpone his steps to climb the peak of martial arts.

Under the tall maple trees, two girls, one big and the other small, were collecting the fallen maple leaves with bamboo baskets in their hands.

In the red maple forest, they wear water-green gauze skirt, just like a spring in the fire.

The young man hesitated, then changed his direction, and turned around and walked past.

He may never have known what kind of impact his turn would have on his life.

"Sister, master always says that family members should be compassionate. What is compassion?"

The young girl asked, looking up at her young face. But she was about ten years old, with two braids, and her pure eyes were full of curiosity about the world.

The girl she called her sister is obviously older than her. She is graceful and in her best childhood.

"Compassion is to love all things in the world with the heart of loving ourselves like Bodhi. Our ultimate goal is to become a gentle and compassionate person."

With a soft smile, the girl squatted down, picked up a maple leaf, wiped the dust on it, and then put it into the basket.

The little girl seemed to understand, but she felt that her sister's words must be right, and nodded her head.

"Well! Then I will practice hard and try to be a compassionate person as soon as possible! "

The girl who was praised by the director of Qixia Temple as having the most Buddhist roots touched the little girl's head with a smile. "Zhengyu, with your intelligence, I believe you can cultivate it very early. At least, it doesn't take as long as Shifu."

The little girl also giggled, laughter with the autumn wind, spread in the maple forest, crisp as a bell.

Then she asked with some doubts.

"But elder sister, you asked me to love everything in the world with the heart of loving myself, but if you love everything in the world, will everything in the world love you?"

A smile left cheek will show shallow pear vortex girl, without hesitation, firmly nodded: "of course."

She looked at the red leaves all over the mountain, "just like we love the maple forest here, we collect its fallen leaves and treasure them well. In the coming year, it will still show us its best side."

After listening to the conversation between the two girls, the young man came out from behind a maple tree where he was hiding. His sudden appearance obviously surprised the two girls.

The girl subconsciously pulled the little girl behind, watching the young man who suddenly appeared.

"Hey, don't be nervous. I'm not a bad person."

The young man laughed, "are you the laity disciples of Qixia Temple?"

Through the sentence just now, he had this guess.

Looking at her, she was just a young man who was not much older than herself, and there was no evil in the other side's eyes. The guard in the girl's eyes was lightened. She hesitated and nodded gently: "are you a tourist to appreciate Maple?"

The young man shook his head with a smile, looked at the little girl who was pulled behind by the girl, but looked at her with clear eyes.

"I came up to the mountain to fight with an old monk. The old monk is a little fierce. I'm afraid I can't beat him this time."

The young man said to himself.

The girl is a little dazed.

There are many people who come to Qixia mountain to make incense and pray for it. Of course, there are many people who come here to see the scenery, but it is the first time that she has heard about the fight.

She felt that the young man was a little strange. She didn't want to stay here any longer, so she decided to leave with her younger martial sister."Hey, I said I'm not a bad man. Why are you in such a hurry?"

As a young man, he can be said to be free to pick the world's pink and Dai. But in the past, he was obsessed with martial arts and had no interest in love with his children. However, when he saw the girl in the water green gauze skirt in Fenglin a few minutes ago, he felt his heart tremble for a moment.

At this time to see the girl to leave, he subconsciously cried out.

Girls are not the kind of impolite people, smell words, or stopped, looking back.

When she looked back, a mountain wind happened to blow by, and the maple leaf forest rippled like a tide, like fire. Maple leaves fell with the wind, and some of them happened to fall on the girl's hair.

Snow skin, green skirt, black hair, red leaves Several colors mixed together to form an unforgettable scene in the eyes of young people.

At that moment, his sharp eyes appeared a slight trance.

"I'm sorry, we have a time limit when we come to visit maple leaf forest."

The girl apologized, then took the little girl's hand, "Zheng Yu, say goodbye to my brother."

The little girl listens to her very much and shouts to the young Cui Sheng, "goodbye, brother."

The girl then smiles at the young man and pulls the little girl away.

"Well, what's your name?"

A few seconds later, a cry came from behind.

She hesitated for a moment and responded.

"Guan Qingsi."

She did not look back, pulling the little girl, the figure quickly disappeared in the rolling falling leaves.

That year, the young man was defeated again, but he didn't have any dispirited color. In the following years, he would climb Qixia mountain every year to become a martial artist, and even more beautiful in the red leaves of the mountain.

More than 20 years have passed.

At the beginning, the frivolous young man seemed to be reborn, as calm as a mountain, only the Acacia did not change.

For so many years, the eldest brother and the second brother had advised him, but he was silent with a smile.

Like his pursuit of martial arts, he admits that he is too paranoid in his feelings. But what's wrong with paranoia?

Although there are all kinds of Customs in the world, he only has a special liking for the pear vortex.

Even if she doesn't love him.

Even if.

She is dead.