(I still owe five chapters.)
There was a rider riding towards the Quicksnow Mountain Villa. The horse's hooves were light and agile. The young rider wore a red fox fur hat with two strands of black and white hair hanging down from his temples. There was a short knife in a black sheath at his waist. The rider and the horse were not in a hurry to enter the villa. Instead, they dismounted and walked along the bluestone boards beside the Spring God Lake.
It was noon and the sun was warm. The winter snow had melted and the lake water was as clear as a mirror. There was an endless stream of people enjoying the scenery. The changes in the Quicksnow Mountain Villa were too much for the eyes to take in. There was a series of rumors. When the Zhenwu Great Emperor's Dharma Form arrived at the lake, it was first the young master of the Yanbao Castle, Li Huoli, who led an urgent military order to return to the border with his elite cavalry and squires. Then, Xie Lingzhen of the Spring Invitation Cottage also left the villa. Yuchi Liangfu said that this old senior from the Cottage had comprehended something while watching the lake and wanted to return to Shu to cultivate in seclusion. There was a chance for her to reach the Celestial State in this lifetime. Li Yibai of the Dongyue Sword Pool also said that he wanted to welcome his teacher, Song Nianqing, but his whereabouts were unknown. The Quicksnow Mountain Villa originally wanted to use the election of the Wulin Alliance to raise its reputation and status. With the departure of the three leaders one after another, it was about to become the laughing stock of the entire Jianghu. However, the appearance of the purple-clothed woman from Mount Hui, who had defeated sixteen famous masters in a single day, was unparalleled in the limelight. It vaguely seemed like it wanted to take advantage of the situation to become the champion. This made many Jianghu people who were on their way back to the villa turn their horses around and rush into the Quicksnow Mountain Villa. This undoubtedly solved the urgent situation of the villa.
If one didn't take a closer look, in this era where people relied on their clothes and Buddha relied on gold, a wandering swordsman with a saber on his horse was not eye-catching in the crowd. Most of the Jianghu people who could come to the Suixue Mountain Villa were heroes. Most of them relied on their sect's background or their own names. Even if they couldn't be the richest in their hometown, they couldn't escape from being rich. Along the lakeside, there were plenty of Jianghu people wearing embroidered fox fur coats. If they didn't wear a mink hat that easily cost dozens of taels of silver, they would be too embarrassed to go out and greet others. Many beautiful women followed the heroes around, their eyes wandering, secretly comparing their wealth. There were also some Jianghu people who came with their wives and children. These people were undoubtedly more confident. Most of them were the direct descendants of the first and second class sects in Jianghu. Those mischievous children who didn't have the slightest bit of stage fright ignored their parents' warnings and played around, as if they were passing through flowers to attract butterflies. Perhaps these children themselves didn't even know that there was a saying in the imperial court about the children of officials and the children of generals. They were equivalent to the children of aristocratic families in Jianghu. In the future, they would inherit their father's legacy and roam Jianghu. Obviously, they would be more successful than other people. The bustling bluestone road was filled with polite greetings from people who had long heard of their names, as well as people who were familiar with each other. A few pairs of children who happened to be good friends with their fathers quickly became familiar with each other. They ran amok together, laughing and chatting happily. Occasionally, they bumped into Jianghu people who were usually violent and ruthless, but today, they didn't mind putting on a rough smile and even reached out to rub the children's heads in a friendly manner. The children cleverly ran past with their heads bowed. Behind them, the helpless faces of their fathers didn't forget to cup their fists and smile at the men. If both sides were indifferent, they would pass by with a smile. If they were more clever, they would stop and exchange names. If it was convenient, they wouldn't have to spend a single copper coin to form a dispensable relationship.
The group of children were like a few merrily swimming fish between the gaps of the crowd, becoming more and more intense. They had some foundation in Lightness Skill, so when they were in the mood, they unconsciously used their family's Lightness Skill. Coincidentally, someone was leading a horse and standing by the lake, looking at the vast and misty Spring God Lake. When the leading child was about to hit the horse's belly, he grabbed the horse's back with both hands and deftly flipped over, continuing to run forward. It was quite a stunning sight. Behind him, a young girl with long hair followed suit and flipped over the horse's back. The last child didn't have the same foundation, but he didn't want to take a detour, so he couldn't leap over and hit the horse's belly, falling to the ground. It wasn't clear whether it was because of the pain or because he felt that he had lost face in front of his childhood sweetheart, but he sat on the ground and wailed loudly. The young man with the red fox fur hat on his head heard the noise and let go of the reins. He smiled and reached out to help the child up. The child raised his head and looked at the stranger. Perhaps he thought that the stranger's smile was mocking him, so he cried even more heartbreakingly.
The young master probably had a bad horse and fur hat, so he didn't have the air of nobility. That was why he was smiling so warmly and apologetically. He didn't know what to do when faced with the rowdy children who were rolling all over the ground. The two older children who had already leaped over the horse also turned back, eyeing the young man covetously. The boy who had leaped onto the horse first had a face full of anger. At such a young age, he already had a heroic air that couldn't be underestimated. The girl with drooping hair was a beauty, so her temper was also much gentler. Seeing that the culprit didn't look like a bad person, she only glared at him. Naturally, she was naturally charming and went to help her companion who was covered in dust and mud. Although the child who was being helped up was crying loudly, in fact, he had been keeping his eyes and ears open. When his brother and sister came to support him, and his parents also quickly walked over behind him, he suddenly became bold. He ran over to the guy who was leading the horse and blocking the road and fiercely kicked that person's calf. The young master dismissed it with a smile and lowered his head to pat the dust off. He didn't expect that the child was still angry and slapped the person in front of him on the head, knocking off the fox fur hat that was obviously not worth much. Only then did he grin proudly. After the hat fell off, the young man in his twenties with a saber revealed a head of hair that was similar to the hair on his temples. It was actually the gray color of old age, giving him a lifeless appearance.
The young man shook his head and didn't argue with the naughty child. He took a few steps forward and bent down to pick up the fox fur hat that they depended on each other for survival. Unexpectedly, a soft whip, like a snake spitting out its tongue, hooked onto the fox fur hat that was indeed cheap and unsightly in quality. The whip lifted up and threw the hat high up. Then, this whip, which was praised in Jianghu as a tiger's tail, was like a snake coiling around. The head of the whip and the body of the whip collided with each other, creating a sound like firecrackers. After the vibration, the whip suddenly straightened and bounced onto the fur hat, forcing the hat to fall back to its owner, which happened to cover the young man's head. This scene really lived up to the old saying that a virtuous horse would be bullied by others. The young man must have been shocked by the child's elder's move. Amidst the cheers of the surrounding people who wished for the world to be in chaos, he quietly stood up and straightened the fox fur hat. He didn't even glance at the strong man who was shaking his hand with the whip.
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