Chapter 900 The Jianghu Is Good

"Everyone says that the Jianghu is good, but where can we find it?

Where can we find the Jianghu in the deep mountains, dense forests, lakes and seas?"

"Young people say that the Jianghu is good, but how many young people are old?

It is said that the Jianghu can be wielded with swords, but how many sins are there under the swords?"

"Young people say that the Jianghu is good, and the Jianghu is full of chivalrous spirits and beautiful women;

When you really step into the Jianghu, do you know who is a beauty and who is a demon?

Who is a delicate girl, and who is a knife that scrapes bones and kills people?"

"Everyone says that the Jianghu is good, but how many grudges do we know about the Jianghu?

We only see legends in the Jianghu, but who knows that chivalrous spirits and beautiful women are buried in the wilderness?

Walking on the Jianghu Road, you can see withered bones and lonely graves on the roadside, and how many heroic dreams are there in the middle, Daughter Jiao? "

"The Jianghu is good, the Jianghu is good, young people should not grow old in the Jianghu;

Once you enter the Jianghu, you will never come back, and you will be helpless and force yourself to smile.

The dream in the hearts of Jianghu children; when you grow old, you will know how to make your wife, children and parents smile?

If I had known that there were many swords in the Jianghu, I would not have stayed in the Jianghu until I was old..."

"The Jianghu is good, the Jianghu is good, and the Jianghu is good.

Even if the Jianghu is really good, you will not be good until you reach the peak of loneliness."

"I advise you, young man, to know that you should not say that the Jianghu is good in this life.

You also say that the Jianghu is good, and I also say that the Jianghu is good. It will be too late to turn back..."

Endless mountains and forests that can't be seen at a glance.

Desolate suburbs.

Ancient roads.

As the sun sets, Ye Xiao is alone, riding a black-haired, white-hoofed, thin-necked and long-waisted pony, walking slowly on the narrow mountain road.

The breeze is cool in the face, the blue shirt is fluttering, and the hair is light. It is indescribably leisurely and unrestrained, transcending the world.

After he left Hanyuetian Pavilion and completely escaped the pursuit of Senior Brother Yun Feizhan, he changed his clothes and even changed his hairstyle back to the side-tied style in Hanyang Continent. He walked along the way, enjoying the scenery like a tour of mountains and rivers. Later, he simply ordered the second-hand man to find a wild pony for him in the mountains and forests, and rode under him, walking leisurely and leisurely.

A class of handsome young men in the world, a handsome young man, wandering freely and indulging in the mountains and rivers!

In a word, it's really too cool, too leisurely, too... too enviable!

At this moment, Ye Xiao deliberately emptied himself and forced himself to think of nothing.

The hatred of the previous life, the kindness of this life, the hatred of the past, and the love of the present; although he repeatedly emphasized that kindness is kindness and hatred is hatred, love is love and hatred is hatred, but the current reality has already tied a knot in his heart.

It may not be a dead knot, in fact, it can be untied once it is untied, but it may never be able to be sorted out and explained clearly!

This heart is tangled, and the heart is full of worries. Fortunately, I put it aside and take advantage of this rare leisure time to relax my mind.

When I walked into this mountain forest and saw many desolate graves on the roadside that had almost turned into flat ground, Ye Xiao suddenly felt touched. He not only remembered a song "Jianghu Hao" that has been sung in Tianyu Jianghu for decades, but also subconsciously sang it softly.

This is a song, well, it seems that it is not quite right to say that this is a song, because the whole song has only one tune; it was composed by a wandering warrior at that time. At that time, Ye Xiao's past experience of seeing that wandering warrior in person was vivid, even if he thinks about it now, it is like a condensed view in front of him-

Ragged clothes, gray hair, vicissitudes of life, and dust on his face; holding a erhu in his hand, playing and singing by himself lonely, the melody is full of a kind of sad loneliness.

Perhaps the wandering old warrior would never have thought that since he had the urge to play this song, it would be sung forever in the world of martial arts.

The world of martial arts is the most beautiful dream in the hearts of too many young men and women. In the world of martial arts, there are chivalrous and tender feelings, swords and hearts, beauties, heroes, and peerless elegance; in the blink of an eye, powerful enemies are wiped out...

A sword is crisscrossed, coming and going in a flash; revenge is happy...

Drinking and singing, killing people while drunk, drawing swords, singing and leaving...

This is a dream.

This can only be a dream.

Dreams, especially beautiful dreams, have always been the easiest to wake up, and reality is the real permanence!

Only those young men and women who are ignorant of the world, at the age of youth and blood, will feel that the scenery is just right; but, after becoming a real old martial arts world, as for sighing, what is the dream of the so-called martial arts world?

It is purely a place full of sin, blood, filth, betrayal, killing, and death!

It is also intertwined with all the negative states, emotions, and senses of people!

When people are in the rivers and lakes, they cannot help themselves. The sincere feeling of exhaustion and powerlessness is like the so-called maggots on the tarsal bones, which can never be erased.

However, Ye Xiao's favorite is this song full of loneliness, but it tells the fate of the rivers and lakes.

When I have nothing to do, I always sing softly on the top of the mountain or in the valley. The indescribable desolation and indifference, the helplessness and sadness that cannot be described, can only be experienced by these old rivers and lakes.

Every time I sing, there are always some strange and special feelings lingering in my heart, with new insights and old acquaintances in the past, like drinking mixed wine, with the spiciness of new wine and the mellowness of old wine, intertwined with each other, with a variety of flavors, the ups and downs of which are only known by the heart, and it is really difficult to tell outsiders.

"Even if the world is good, you won't be better unless you reach the peak..." Ye Xiao sighed: "But even if you reach the peak, the loneliness that is getting more and more lonely, this kind of unspeakable loneliness, can it really be better? The person who composed this song clearly still doesn't understand... Hey, no matter how high you stand, how far you can see, the composer has no chance to stand at the peak, how can he understand the feeling of being at the peak..."

The sound of hooves, Ye Xiao walked lonely and unrestrained all the way, seemingly quite in line with the image of a "superb knight" in the "dream of the world" of young boys and girls.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, someone suddenly laughed and said loudly: "Good, Jianghu is good, Jianghu is good; how many heads have been cut off, Jianghu is good, Jianghu is good, how many heroes have died; Jianghu is good, Jianghu is good, how many beauties have withered, Jianghu is good, Jianghu is good, how many lives have gone with the wind, Jianghu is good, Jianghu is good, what is good about this bastard Jianghu?..."

Ye Xiao was stunned when he heard the words. The person who spoke was full of energy, and the tone of his words was full of lawlessness and unrestrained wildness. Obviously, he had a strong confidence, otherwise he would never say such "bold words".

You should know that these words said by this person are not in the original song, but the rhythm and tune are still the original rhythm. Obviously, this person should have newly composed them after listening to the original song; but it is a completely original feeling, just a little more cynical, but the combination is still perfect and perfect.

The man's voice was rough and heroic. Just by listening to the voice, Ye Xiao's mind instantly pictured the man's voice, appearance and features.

The man who came was probably a strong man with a big waist, a tall stature and a full beard?

"May I ask which friend is trying to make peace with me? Since you are a kindred spirit, why not show up for a while!" Ye Xiao turned his head and looked into the woods, saying loudly.