"Duan 'er, do you know why our village is called Solitary Sword Village?”
Dugu Duan shook his head. How would he know?
"It's actually very simple. This name is related to one of our ancestors.”At this point, Dugu Jin stopped. The expression on his face was very strange. It seemed to be admiration, sadness, resentment, and helplessness.
Dugu Duan was listening with great interest. When he saw that his grandfather had stopped talking, he could only ask,"Grandpa, what's the name of that ancestor?”
In Dugu Duan's opinion, since the ancestor must have the surname Dugu, there didn't seem to be any big figures with the surname Dugu in history. In his memory, there was an empress named Dugu Jialuo. It seemed that he might be a small figure that he did not know.
"Dugu Qiubai!"
Dugu Jin slowly spat out this magical name.
Bang!
Dugu Duan sat on the ground and quickly got up. He didn't bother to clean the dust off his body. He looked at his grandfather Dugu Jin and asked in disbelief,""Grandpa, what did you say his name was?"
"Dugu Qiubai, have you heard of this name?”
Dugu Jin looked at his grandson strangely.
"Of course not. I just feel that this name is too domineering. That's why I'm very surprised."
Dugu Duan saw his grandfather's questioning gaze and quickly explained.
However, his heart was in a mess. I've not only heard of this name before, but it's also like thunder piercing my ears. The Zhu Houzhao from before is nothing compared to this person. However, how could this be possible? Dugu Qiubai was clearly a character from a novel. How could he appear in history? Speaking of which, what kind of world was this? Dugu Duan vaguely felt as if he had grasped some important clues.
"Yes, when grandfather first heard this name, he was also shocked. From this name, we can see how graceful our ancestors were in the past. He roams the martial world, only seeking defeat."
Dugu Jin sighed with emotion and didn't blame his grandson for making a fuss. Perhaps he was also very surprised when he heard Dugu Qiubai's name back then.
When Dugu Duan heard the word 'pugilistic world', he felt that he was getting closer and closer to the truth that he had been thinking about.
"Although this ancestor had boundless glory when he was alive, after he died, he was nothing more than a pile of dirt. At that time, in order to commemorate him, the family had renamed the village Lone Sword Village. Otherwise, no village would have such a strange name.”
When he heard this, he didn't know if it was his imagination, but he seemed to feel a mocking expression on his grandfather's face. Then, a resentful look flashed across his grandfather's face.
"It's a pity that our Dugu family originated from the Han Dynasty. In the middle of it, there was an empress called Dugu Jialuo. Although it declined later, there were still a few families that could last for thousands of years.”
When he said this, a proud expression appeared on Dugu Jin's face. But then, his expression became even uglier.
"Later on, when Dugu Qiubai was young, he left home to wander the martial arts world since he was young. I don't know where he learned his peerless martial arts. He had caused a storm of blood in the pugilistic world, and his enemies had done it for revenge or to obtain his martial arts secret manual. In the situation where she couldn't defeat him, she found the peaceful Lone Village. Then, they started a massacre. Although Dugu Qiubai arrived in time and killed all the enemies, there were still many casualties in the village. Dugu Qiubai felt very guilty, but on the contrary, the village chief at that time, who was also the patriarch of the Dugu family, did not hate him. Instead, he changed the name of the village to Lone Sword Village. Firstly, it was to confuse the enemy, and secondly, it was to commemorate Dugu Qiubai. Just like that, as Dugu Qiubai's martial arts skills became better and better, no one dared to provoke him while he was still alive. However, no matter how good his martial arts were, he would still die. After his death, Dugu Qiubai was not buried in the village. It was unknown where he was buried. Later, it was said that Dugu Qiubai's martial arts were buried in his grave. The people in Jianghu were like mosquitoes that smelled blood. He had been madly eyeing the Lone Sword Village at that time. Our ancestor, who had died long ago, thought that by burying his grave somewhere else, Solitary Sword Village would be able to avoid disaster. However, he didn't know that the martial arts world was about fists, not reason.”
Dugu Jin, who had said so much in one go, slightly panted and sneered at the same time. It was as if he despised the wisdom of that ancestor.
The more he listened, the more engrossed he became. Dugu Duan also made a decision in his heart. Although she didn't know why her grandfather hated Dugu Qiubai. However, it did not hinder Dugu Duan's admiration and admiration for Dugu Qiubai. After all, Dugu Qiubai's martial arts were already invincible at that time. However, other than fighting and killing people, he had never killed innocent people, nor did he use his martial arts to do evil things. At least, Dugu Duan thought that if he had Dugu Qiubai's martial arts, he did not know if he would be able to control his inner desires.
It was understandable that he had made some mistakes. After all, he was a pure martial artist who pursued the illusory martial arts. It wasn't a mundane matter. If Dugu Jin knew that Dugu Qiubai, whom he had always belittled, was extremely lofty in his grandson's heart, and that he was even motivated to be like Dugu Qiubai, he would probably die of anger.
After resting for a while, Dugu Jin continued,"" Later on, in order to avoid being hunted down by the martial world, the Dugu family changed places every few years until they came to this remote fishing village. As the times changed, the people who belonged to Dugu Qiubai's era in the martial world gradually passed away. However, the Dugu Family had completely declined. Today, only you and I are left in Zeng Jing's glorious Dugu family.”
Dugu Jin looked at Dugu Duan's sorrowful face.
"Grandfather, since Ancestor Dugu's enemies have already died of old age, and that time is already very far away from now, I believe that the people of the martial world have long forgotten the name Dugu Qiubai.”
Dugu Duan had already understood a lot, but he still felt that it was a little strange that his grandfather did not allow him to leave the village.
"It's exactly the same. Back then, when I told Fu 'er these stories, he also asked me the same question.”
Dugu Jin stared at his grandson as if he wanted to see something.
"Who is Fu 'er?"
He seemed to have heard this name in the depths of his memories.
"He's your biological father." Dugu Jin said in a low voice.
"My father?"
Dugu Duan was getting more and more confused. There seemed to be a young man who looked somewhat like him in the memories he had devoured. He always liked to look at him with a smile.
"One day ten years ago, your father, Dugu Fu, had to go to the capital to take the exam. Oh, I forgot to mention that your father was much smarter than you. He was the first place in the county examination. I clearly remember that the night before he left, we had a fierce argument in this room.”
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"Fu 'er, you can't go to the capital tomorrow.”
Dugu Jin, whose hair hadn't completely turned white, looked at his son seriously.
"Father, why is this?"
"There's no reason. I'm doing this for your own good. I told you not to go, so don't go.”Looking at his son's puzzled expression, Dugu Jin thought of the news he had received in the afternoon and made up his mind.
"This is ridiculous. I studied hard for ten years just to get the title. Father, what's wrong with you?”
Dugu Fu was extremely surprised. He didn't understand why his usually kind father would say such absurd words.
"What if I don't let you go?”
Dugu Jin looked at Dugu Fu with a pair of eyes that were as sharp as lightning.
"Hmph, then forgive your son for being unreasonable. Although you are my father, I have the freedom to go wherever I want.”
Dugu Fu walked out of the door without looking back.
"Stop right there, you unfilial son.”
Dugu Fu continued walking forward.
Seeing Dugu Fu about to walk out of the house, Dugu Jin, who knew his son very well, felt helpless. He could only say,""Come back and sit down. I'll tell you the reason.”
Dugu Fu returned to his chair and sat down, a smile appearing on his face. Of course, he knew that his father would not say such things for no reason. There must be a reason.
Dugu Jin told the story of Dugu Qiubai.
"These Jianghu people have died a long time ago. What does it have to do with us? Father, don't be paranoid.”Dugu Fu said nonchalantly.
"Of course I know about this, but I just received a letter from Huang Jing this afternoon. When you were participating in the county examination, someone had checked your name. Now, it seems that someone in the martial arts world wants to obtain the martial arts manual of Dugu Qiubai from you.”
"Haha, I was wondering what it was. Huang Jing is just a quack doctor. What information can he get? It's nothing more than some rumors. Even if the news is true, if it wasn't for my father telling me the story of Dugu Qiubai today, I wouldn't even know who this person is. How could there be a secret manual?”
Dugu Fu smiled and didn't mind.
"Father, you should rest early. I have to go back and pack my things. I still have to bid farewell to Duan 'er and his mother.”
Hearing his son mention his grandson, Dugu Jin seemed to have thought of something. He shouted at Dugu Fu, who had already walked far away,""Fu 'er, don't you think about Duan' er? Why must you go?”
When Dugu Fu heard Dugu Jin's words, he turned his head and said with an unusually bright gaze,""Father, I came to the capital for Duan 'er's sake. Do you really want your grandson to stay in this small mountain village for the rest of his life? I won't let this happen. I'm going to Beijing to take the high school entrance examination. You can stay at home and wait for the good news.”
Dugu Jin looked at his son's receding figure as he slumped into his chair. Tears flowed from his eyes as he remained silent.
Three days later.
Dugu Jin looked at the disfigured corpse in Huang Jing's hands and could vaguely tell that it was his son who used to love smiling. He fainted on the spot, and the next day, his white hair became extremely white. Then, Dugu Fu's wife couldn't take the blow and died of illness.
According to Huang Jing's description, when he received the news and rushed over, Dugu Fu was already lying in a forest outside the capital. He was covered in wounds and had long died. It was said that the attackers were a group of men in black, but no one knew where they came from.
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Crackle!
Dugu Duan, who had been silent, was awakened by the sound of the candle burning. When he saw that the long candle had burned to the end, he realized that it was already late at night.
"Grandpa, did Dugu Qiubai leave behind any martial arts manuals?”
Dugu Jin shook his head silently.
"I understand, Grandpa. I won't leave the village. Don't worry.”
Dugu Duan walked out of the house and stood in the courtyard, looking up at the starry sky. He did not know what he was feeling. Maybe. Disappointed? Indeed. Sad? Who knew?
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