The night was very late, the darkness and rain made everything darker.
However, in the mountains and forests at this time it was not quiet, there was the sound of leaves falling, each sound of dry branches falling on the ground.
The rain became heavier and heavier, and from time to time, dazzling lightning flashed across the sky.
Through those rare streams of light, three silhouettes could be vaguely seen, slowly walking through the forest.
"The weather is strange, maybe God doesn't want you to run away."
Maid Sihang walked forward and opened her mouth to express her feelings.
The two figures walking behind did not respond, their two tired feet could only follow unconsciously.
It was too dark, I couldn't tell what the two people looked like, I could only vaguely see their weak bodies shaking from the cold wind.
The two Nijin brothers walked for a long time, so long that their feet were numb from cold and hunger.
Perhaps those two small figures will fall anytime, anywhere.
"Bang, bang..." Thunder rumbled, the ground trembled.
"Ah!" At this moment, the smallest figure collapsed, eyes closed, lips purple.
"Sister, wake up, wake up."
Nijin quickly sat down, helped her up, kept calling, then hugged her younger sister tightly.
He was in pain, helpless, he could no longer blame himself because those self-blames were now too late.
The maid Sihang, stepped forward, felt her pulse, and the true energy entered with her fingers.
Soon, Nijan got better, but she was still in a coma.
"You carry her, let's find a place to avoid the rain first."
Sihang was originally a martial arts practitioner, her physical condition was far superior to that of ordinary people, and she did not consider walking in this windy and rainy weather difficult.
But the two Nijan brothers are different. In the end, they are both just normal people. We cannot let them die here.
Nijin didn't say a word, hugged her little sister in her arms, and just followed.
He was also very tired, very hungry, and also very painful.
He couldn't remember exactly how many places his legs were injured, he only knew that his legs were numb.
What made Nijin persevere until now was the life he held in his arms, a person he considered the whole world.
"There is a cave over there, go there and rest for a bit."
Ningxia is a martial arts practitioner and has very good eyesight. She discovered a stone cave ahead and said so.
Nijin remained the same, said nothing, quietly walked forward.
He found a dry place, hugged his little sister, and sat.
He was very scared, he was afraid that if he let go of his sister's hand, he would be cold and would once again be in danger.
I don't know how long I sat in the cave, I only know that the rain has gradually subsided, there is no longer thunder and lightning like before.
Nijin still did not sleep, he continuously breathed warm breath into his sister's small hands, like that for a long time.
Ningxia sat with her back to the two people, she knew everything Nijin was doing.
She was silent, sometimes she gently wiped the corners of her eyes.
Perhaps it was rainwater splashing into her eyes, or perhaps it was because of something that made her sympathize.
The sky was still very dark, not even the smallest ray of light could be seen.
At this moment, I only heard a rustling sound like footsteps stepping on leaves, small but clear to my ears.
Ningxia stood up, his eyes filled with tears and he quickly walked out.
Nijin also narrowed his eyes and looked into the distance. He didn't understand what was going on, but he understood one thing: the footsteps were not those of wild animals passing by, but human footsteps.
"Hand over the two children and leave, I can spare your life."
A middle-aged man's voice rang out, his voice was very gentle, very warm.
But through that voice, one could tell that this person was extremely calm as if he didn't look at Ningxia.
"Who are you? Why do you want to meddle in other people's affairs?" Ningxia was not afraid at all and calmly asked again.
"It doesn't matter who I am, if you leave you can live, if you stay you will definitely die."
The middle-aged man did not answer Sihang's question, his tone was still gentle without the slightest bit of murderous intent.
"Then I also want to see how you guys can kill me."
Sihang immediately took action, the long sword came out of its sheath, only to hear a "pop" sound, her body rushed forward...
There was a "thud" sound and then silence, not a word, not a groan.
"Who are you, sir? Why do you want to save us?" Nijin did not see Sihang coming back, so he guessed something. He was not afraid but calmly asked.
"Someone asked me to come save you, in here is dry food, and some hemostatic powder.
You guys rest a bit and then go now, this place is very dangerous?" That sound rang out again, followed by a bag flying into the cave.
"Did grandpa send you to save us?" Nijin thought and thought, and in the end, he could only find one person with enough motivation to save the two brothers.
"That old guy? Ha ha, you guys think too much.
Eat and drink, then go quickly, I'll go first." After saying that, I only heard rustling sounds, the other person obviously wanted to leave.
At this moment, another sound rang out, hoarse and hard to hear.
"Since you're here, don't leave in such a hurry. Look at me, Guizhou, who am I? Killing people from the Ngo family, do you think you can just leave if you want?" The voice echoed throughout the forest, finding no clue.
"Hmph! Gui's family are a bit too arrogant. Do you think the Marquis Palace is so easy to tease?" The middle-aged man's voice rang out again, much more eloquent than before.
"First class master? Are you Nanji? No! How can Nanji be so young? Who are you anyway? It seems like the people of the Nan family hide it very deeply."
That hoarse sound rang out again.
There was no sound anymore, everything became quiet.
In the small cave, Nijan was now awake. She tried to swallow a few pieces of dry food, looking into the distance with complicated eyes.
Nijin didn't say a word, he clenched his teeth and poured a little bit of powder into the wound on his foot.
He knew that this night was still very long, and there would be no shortage of danger from now until morning.
The Idiot took one look at his sister, removed the tangled hair from her forehead, picked up a piece of dry food, and tried to chew and swallow.
He has to eat, he has to live.
"Good! If you think that a first-class expert can look down on a group of heroes, then you and I will have to compete once.
I also want to see how strong the famous "Blood Line Blade" of Wukan town is.
"King..." A harsh sound rang out, the sound of iron and steel hitting each other was deafening.
Outside.
Two masked black-shirted men fought faster and faster, the trees fell down, it was extremely terrifying
The man in black wore a wide-brimmed hat and an extremely skillful sword.
The knife shadow in this person's hand is like a blood line, blurry and uncertain, extremely difficult to grasp.
Another figure held a strangely shaped sword, the tip of the sword was split in two, the blade curved like a snake's tongue.
This person made a sinister move, his body was extremely fast. Even though the opponent's sword was very fast, he still couldn't block it at all.
The rain had completely stopped, the sky was gradually brightening, but the clanging sound of iron and steel colliding with each other had not stopped.
Nijin mustered all his courage and slowly walked out of the cave entrance.
He took a deep breath, only to see in front of him a headless body lying face down on the ground.
Isn't this person Sihang and who is she?
In the distance, a small piece of forest had been cut down by more than half of the sword, two figures appeared and disappeared, and waves of fire were like fireworks flying everywhere.
"Nijan! Let's go."
Nijin turned around and called his sister, then tiptoed out of the cave.
Nijan did not answer, she carried her luggage and slowly followed.
"Ah! You can't leave."
Suddenly another deep voice rang out, and before my eyes was an old man about 60 years old standing with his hands clasped, shaking his head and speaking.
"Grandpa!" Nijan blurted out, her face confused, a bit incomprehensible.
Nijin's face changed, she didn't dare believe her eyes, her mouth wanted to stop talking.
"Good! You've called me grandpa, then come back and I'll give you a real name. Don't run anymore, it's useless."
Nanji smiled and nodded, his voice very calm.
Then he raised his head again and looked at the two figures fighting.
"You two stop, it's meaningless to fight anymore."
Nanji shook his head and calmly ordered the other two people.
"Hmph! Nanji, you'd better bring this girl back, otherwise I'm not sure the Blood Marquis Palace can still be at peace".
Guizhou's sword in his hand swept horizontally, and with a light touch, he immediately left the battle.
The remaining figure also stopped, with a complicated look on his face, retracting his sword.
He turned to look at Nanji, then looked at the two Nijan brothers, his eyes were slightly red.
"Nan family, you shouldn't force me to take action, give them away."
He took a deep breath but did not compromise, his voice became hoarse.
Nanji's eyes were slightly condensed, he couldn't believe his ears and said in a cold voice.
"You dare defy me?"
"Ha ha, it seems the Marquis is not as united as I thought."
Guizhou stood on a tree branch and spoke with a sarcastic expression.
"If you say another word, I won't hesitate to send you on your way.
Head of the family, I may not be able to compete, but you..." Nanji's eyes were like knives, and he shouted in a cold voice.
Guizhou narrowed his eyes, not daring to say a word, just quietly left.
He knew that Nijan couldn't escape today, it was useless to stay, if he angered Nanji he would probably die.
Following Guizhou's figure as he walked away, Nanji opened his mouth.
"You're hidden so deeply, yet you've reached this level."
"No matter how deep I hide, I can't be as good as you." The man in black shook his head and replied.
"Do you really want to defy me? After so many years, why don't you just quietly enjoy your life?" Nanji narrowed his eyes, but was not angry at all, continuing to ask.
Nijin and her sister stood between the two, feeling confused.
Both of them did not understand what Nanji and this man in black were talking about.
"Life? Enjoyment? It's just a puppet, what enjoyment is there?" The man in black did not care about the two idiot brothers, in his eyes there was only Nanji.
"Ah! Why are you so stubborn? Let go, I really love you, what I do is purely for your good." Nanji sighed again and advised.
"Do you love me? Since I was a child, I've been proficient in chess, calligraphy, painting, and everything, and I've read tens of thousands of books in the study room. I wonder if my talent is as good as anyone else's.
I just want to enter the court and become an official, but you are afraid that people will say that the Marquis is manipulating the court and forcing me to stay at home.
I listen to you because you are my father..." The black-clothed figure immediately took off his wide-brimmed hat and also took off the scarf to cover his face.
The face that appeared was actually Nanjo.
The person who everyone thought was a playboy young master, a waste of the entire marquis's palace, was actually standing face to face with his father, a first-class expert who had been famous for a long time, his aura radiating from his body weaker.
The two Nijin brothers widened their eyes, not daring to believe this was true.
This person they both knew, their father Nanjo, was also the person their cousins hated the most in the world.
"Hate me? Ha ha".
Nanjo glanced at him and immediately noticed the resentful eyes of his two children and smiled self-deprecatingly.
Nanjo is extremely beautiful, so beautiful that anyone would like her if she were a woman.
What makes him worse in the eyes of others is his bad reputation.
The rich man, living day in and day out on a flower boat, drinking, gambling, when he was arrogant, all his bad habits were built up on him.
So no matter how beautiful he is, he cannot erase the dark spots in his life.
Nijin's eyes were complicated, he didn't speak, he wanted to hear Nanjo continue.
"At that time, I was still very young. Listening to my father's advice, I had to give up the path of becoming an official.
In the end, I had to be a young man who plays by everyone's words. This is not what I want, I just don't have the right to choose."
Nanjo looked straight into Nanji's eyes and told the story.
Nanji was not angry, just sighed.
"Since I was a child, I wanted to practice martial arts, I also wanted to be like my father, I wanted to be a martial arts and martial arts master.
However, my father said that I did not have martial arts talent, he said that I only practice martial arts with hard work.
Looking at my father being injured for many years, his body was weak, I gave up again.
Because of him, I gave up my entire future and my honor..." Nanjo said with tears in his eyes.
The two brothers Nijan thoroughly dreamed...
Nanji looked up at the sky. The sky was still not completely bright, but it was no longer as dark as before.
He took a deep breath and started talking again.
"At first I also thought I couldn't practice martial arts, but one time I accidentally picked up a martial arts secret book, and I knew that wasn't the case.
Not only can I practice martial arts, but I am also a genius, and can even use the word demon.
Because I didn't want my father to find out, I lived in Hainan day and night, quietly practicing martial arts, pretending to be a man and a woman to hide from people's eyes.
Nanjo looked at Nanji again.
He wanted to see if Nanji was guilty or not, but he didn't see it, he saw only sympathy.
"That year I turned 17, no one knew about my reputation as a trash son, no one didn't understand.
But who would have thought that that year I would already be a first-class expert?"
Nanjo smiled and shook his head, both arrogant and bitter.
"At the age of 17, you entered the first class? How is that possible?" Nanji was completely scared. He could not believe that his son, who seemed to have a weak body and no strength at all, would only take seven years to enter the first-class ranks.
Nanji still clearly remembers that when his son was 10 years old, he only read books day and night. Later, when he became a man and a woman, he went to the castle day and night to have fun.
Although the two Nijin brothers had never practiced martial arts, throughout this journey they also learned that first-class masters were very strong.
So strong that one sword or one knife can cut off a large rock or any ancient tree without needing much effort to cut down.
The two brothers couldn't believe one thing even more: the father that they and everyone else called a waste only took less than seven years to reach such a terrifying state.
Is this still trash? If this is trash then the world is probably full of stupid people.
"Nothing is impossible. For me, practicing martial arts is just like eating rice and drinking water, it's as easy as turning the palm of your hand."
Nanjo shook his head, but his expression didn't seem right.
"So how far are you now from the top level of master?" Nanji asked worriedly.
"Not far, just a step away."
Nanjo is not salty and does not speak lightly.
When Nanji heard that, he slightly relaxed and was about to speak when Nanjo spoke first.
"The bad reputation spread far and wide, in the end, my father forced me to marry Changqi Yong, a woman I didn't like at all.
But after all, it is my father's word, and no one dares to argue with it.
That year, I thought I would forever live like that, invisible to people, waiting until I became the ruler of the palace.
But I accidentally fell into the ocean of love, that person had a lowly status, very small but very resilient.
Do you know who that person is? That's right...! She is your mother, Ling."
Nanjo looked into the two children's eyes as he told the story. He wanted his children to understand that everything he said was true.
"I don't believe it! If you love my mother, then why don't you give her a title? You just want to deceive us."
Nijan shook her head and scolded loudly, her hands clenched tightly.
"Don't stay there being hypocritical.
My parents and I were living rough on the streets, where were you at that time? Don't tell me you're imprisoned, will you? Ha ha".
The Idiot didn't believe it either, he burst out laughing because he heard the most ridiculous thing in the world.
Nanji was not angry, on the contrary, he just smiled bitterly.
"You don't need to question it, what he said is all true."
He clearly remembered that no matter how difficult and miserable times were, his mother never once said a word of resentment towards Nanjo.
This clearly shows that she does not hate Nanjo.
A person raped you twice and let you take your two children out to roam, don't you hate it? Only crazy people don't know how to hate, and only people who truly understand that something is slander don't know how to hate.
And his mother is obviously the latter.
"I told you, I'm just a puppet.
My grandfather and father, everyone thinks they want to manipulate me into doing things. If you dare to resist, I will die, and you will not be able to live either."
Nanjo calmed down and replied gently.
Nijan looked towards Nijin and saw that he did not say a word and did not deny anything.
"Hic...!hic".
Nijan covered her face and cried, not saying anything more.
Nijin patted her back and said a few words of advice.
Anyone in such a situation will not be able to hold back their tears, especially when the person you hate the most pays the greatest price for you, and the person you respect the most is the person who makes you suffer the most.
Sad, miserable, not believing the truth is like that.
"It's not over yet, in fact, Nishan and Nishou are not my children."
Nanjo once again poured a basin of cold water, this time everyone was scared.
"What are you talking about? Why is this possible? They are not your children, so whose children are they?" Nanji's face changed, his eyes were fierce as he spoke every word.
Nanjo's eyes turned cold and he hummed.
"Are you sure?" Nanji seemed a bit surprised and asked again..
"Securely holding seven cities...! After marrying Shengyou, I did not touch her even once.
She didn't blame me or be difficult with me. On the contrary, she often comforted me and drank wine to relieve my sadness.
Many times like this, I also considered her as my soulmate, not taking any precautions at all.
I still remember that morning when her senior brother came to visit her, I only considered Shengyou a friend so I didn't care about them.
That night she invited me to drink, I drank a lot, I couldn't handle the alcohol, and because of my martial arts skills, I suddenly collapsed.
Early in the morning, I woke up and found myself lying on Shengyou's bed, with blood stains under the bed sheet.
Although I didn't know what I had done, looking at the blood stains on the sheet, I had no choice but to accept her.
After that day, I didn't dare to come look for her anymore, I was so embarrassed.
A month later, the palace said she was having trouble staying, and the royal doctor came and immediately learned that she was pregnant.
When Nanjo said this, his fist clenched slightly, but he quickly released it and continued speaking.
"After knowing she was pregnant, I couldn't pretend I didn't know.
Even though she was embarrassed, she still came to take care of her and ask about her every day.
This time, she wasn't as gentle as before, just mutely resisting.
I thought she was still angry, so I didn't care and still came to comfort her from time to time.
After giving birth, she didn't let me see Nishan much. I also heard that the newborn woman had a very fierce temper, so I didn't bother her anymore.
But her senior brother was different. She treated her very attentively and often held the baby for her senior brother to see.
The baby looks very similar to Shengyou, not at all like me, and not at all like Liaoning, so I have no doubts."
Nanjo curled his lips and smiled self-deprecatingly.
"It was quite a long time after giving birth to Nishan that she treated me normally and often invited me to drink.
Learning from last time's experience, I drink very little each time, two or three cups, and immediately stop, determined not to drink more.
But one day, I don't know if my body was weak or for some other reason, I only drank two cups of wine and collapsed.
When you wake up early in the morning, you should understand."
Nanjo's eyes were still very cold, looking at the three people.
The Idiot couldn't help but be frightened, thinking to himself.
"I couldn't have imagined that the noble little marquis would be framed by someone."
Nanji couldn't help but feel angry, his fists were slightly clenched.
He married Shengyou for his son because he hoped Nanjo would forget Ling, but he didn't expect to bring his son another pair of horns.
He couldn't help but scold himself in his heart.
"After that time the boy Nishou was born, he was very good, but still not like me at all.
I started to have doubts, and in the end, I didn't want to think about it anymore so I left the street and stayed.
I don't know if God is helping me or not, but once I accidentally touched the "Great" knife, it immediately radiated power to clear my clogged meridians.
Not only was I able to use that sword, my martial arts skills rapidly improved once again.
Because my secret book can condense my own internal strength and can verify my bloodline by merging with blood.
A year ago, I secretly took the blood of Nishan and Nishou into my own blood, but unexpectedly I was rejected.
Obviously, those two children are not my children, but someone else's children.
From beginning to end, it's just a drama."
Nanjo laughed to himself.
"Hmph! You family! One day I will uproot your entire family."
Nanji's entire body radiated a murderous aura and shouted angrily.
"Give them a way, they have suffered too much, let me take care of everything."
Nanjo did not care about his father's angry expression, but looked lovingly at his two children and spoke.
"Why don't we want them to live well, but if they leave, someone will kill them?
I can only tell you that I do everything just for your good."
Nanji shook his head and opened his mouth.
"Good for me? How many good days have I lived up to this moment? I'm just a waste person, living a temporary life.
Forgive them, otherwise I can only use the sword.
He is my father, I don't want to hurt him.
But they are my children, I don't want them to be like me and live like a puppet."
Nanjo pulled out the knife, the sword flashed with a light, a blood line ran along the blade's spine, blood began to flow.
"You! Do you know that if you can't kill me, you will have your blood sucked out by this sword and die?" Nanji roared in fear, he only did everything for the good of Nanjo, why did he keep forcing him like that?
"Dad! Don't hurt yourself anymore, I'll just come back, don't use your sword."
Nijan cried out in alarm, ran to hug Nanjo and cried. She completely believed that what her father said was true.
The Idiot had a complicated look on his face. Like his sister, he also believed what his father said.
But he didn't want to take his sister back to the palace, he didn't want her to marry someone she didn't love.
"Nanjo put down the knife."
At that moment, in the distance, an old man with white hair, a white shirt, cold eyes, and hands clasped behind his back slowly approached.
This person is Xiatun, the number one absolute master of the time.
"Grandfather, do you want to stop me again? Are you finally my grandfather? What do you all want me to do?" Nanjo was also completely angry.
He was determined to open a way to save his two children, even if he died, he had to do it.
"Girl, stay here, you can go.
I'll give you two years. If you can step into the top tier within two years, I'll let the three of you live together and let you have a good life.
If you can't do it in two years, your younger sister will marry you, and your father will abolish his martial arts skills because of offending his elders, do you understand?" After speaking, Xiatun turned his hand into a claw, the sword in Nanjo's hand. Nanjo flew forward, without any resistance.
Nanjo's eyes flashed as if he understood something.
I wanted to open my mouth but my throat felt like something was blocking it, I couldn't say anything.
He winked at Nijin, but it had no effect, his son was hesitating and did not pay attention to him.
"Okay! Give me two years and I'll do it."
After Nijin finished speaking, he turned and walked away.
Straight to the Northwest.
Nanji's face was distorted, he couldn't speak, his eyes were becoming more and more scared.
"Go back! I will handle everything, no need to worry.
Say the things that should be said, don't say the things that shouldn't be said.
If you say anything, everyone will die."
Xiatun's words were full of meaning and he stepped forward.
Not far away, the body of an old man dressed in black was hanging on a tree branch, blood dripping from his feet to the ground made "tick" sounds.
For more than ten days, Nijin kept walking, eating wild fruits when hungry, drinking water from the stream when thirsty.
He couldn't stop, he couldn't be afraid, he had to be strong, he had to save his sister from the marquis' palace.
The foot of Zhufan mountain is only twenty miles from Fujian district, neither far nor near.
Nijin had never been here before, but he was not afraid to continue moving forward.
Nijin came here quite well prepared, with water, dry food, powdered medicine, and a knife, all of which he bought in a small town nearby.
After an hour of traveling, Nijin finally arrived at Zhufan.
Looking ahead, I only see black mountains and forests like a prehistoric monster, crossing the sky and earth, endlessly far away, blue forests, rugged rocks, wild landscapes, even the gentle wind blew, making Nijin smell the wild scent.
Nijin knows that there are countless ferocious beasts on Zhufan, and even those who practice martial arts are no match for the majority of them.
Therefore, people who do not have the power do not dare to go deep inside.
The outer ten miles is still considered a safe area, beyond these ten miles the danger is endless, the deeper you go the more dangerous it is.
Nijin did not want to go too deep, he just needed to follow the edge of the forest thirty miles north and then go west ten miles to reach Fujian district.
Nijin was very nervous but did not turn around and give up, he entered the mountains and forests.
He didn't know how long he had been gone, maybe three hours.
During the journey, Nijin was not idle, he tried to remember the herbs that he had seen before when entering the Nan family library.
Also constantly analyze changes in the body.
Again, since leaving the palace, Nijin is no longer as dull as before.
He thought a lot, made a lot of guesses, and also gave himself a few explanations.
First, he was drugged by someone.
The person who harmed him fed him a certain herb that caused his memory to fail.
The person who wants to do this must know his living habits very well, and must also be very close to be able to do it.
But there aren't really many people who want to get close to him and give him medicine.
The most suspicious person is his sister Nijan, but his sister absolutely cannot harm him.
The second suspicious person is the dining room manager, only this person can easily put drugs in his food.
This drug does not kill people but wears out the nervous system.
As long as the person who prescribes the medicine does not stop giving him medicine, his memory will continue to deteriorate.
Second explanation.
Someone used a spell, or some kind of curse, to affect his mind.
To do this, you just need to cast spells or cursed objects in the courtyard or places he often visits.
If we use this method, we can explain why he regained consciousness when he left the Marquis Palace.
Third explanation.
He was probably still poisoned or bewitched, but for some reason, accidentally or intentionally, he slowly escaped control.
Furthermore, he had never been in close contact with any stranger before, so the thing that kept him awake was probably not human.
Those things that are not human, moreover, must meet conditions that have never been seen before and have only been possessed recently.
To be able to meet all of the above conditions, there is only a piece of paper and a strange piece of wood.
The Idiot took out a piece of wood from his bag and pulled a small piece of paper from his pocket. His eyes were a bit cold and he muttered.
"If it's all just a coincidence, then so be it.
But if it's all a conspiracy, then those behind the manipulation, what do they want us to do?"