Great Creator

Chapter 270 The Person Who Shouldn't Be Looking For (22)

Only Song Hong was different.

He is still looking for Xia.

Even if you leave, there must be some traces, right?

He went to look for footprints, to find a foothold, to ask passers-by, there was always a chance.

Just like that, he searched for three full years with little hope in his arms.

In the past three years, he never gave up his martial arts.

Occasionally, when I saw those people who followed Xia and Mishui back then, I would help them out.

Therefore, he also got acquainted with many people in the world.

However, even in the fourth year, he still did not find any trace of Xia.

Even Mishui disappeared inexplicably. Obviously she said she would stay.

Those two people disappeared into the small town where the party was held back then, as if directly like bubbles.

No one has seen them leave.

No trace was left.

On that day, he rescued an old man who had followed Mi Shui.

The old man thanked him a thousand times and wanted to invite him to stay at home, but he shook his head.

Just at this time, the rain fell all over the sky, and the space between the sky and the earth was hazy, and he looked at the sky in a daze for a while.

"Master Song, you are looking for Miss Xia..."

Song Hong looked back suddenly, "Do you know about her?"

"No, I don't know, but the old man can roughly guess that Mr. Song has been traveling all over the years, probably to see your master again?"

The rain was pouring on Song Hong's body, he didn't dodge it, but let himself bathe in the rain, and the rain stuck his long hair to his cheeks and neck. He nodded.

"Young Master Song, I am overbearing. Based on the experience of someone who has been there, I advise you not to spend your whole life looking for your master. If she doesn't want to see you, I'm afraid you won't be able to find her..."

Song Hong stood up suddenly, a trace of anger flashed across his face.

"No, even if she goes to the ends of the earth, I will definitely find her!"

Song Hong gritted his teeth and clenched his fingers tightly.

However, the old man looked into his eyes with deep sympathy, and he said:

"But, Mr. Song, have you ever thought...if your master...wouldn't have gone to the ends of the earth?"

"what do you mean?"

The old man's mouth moved, his face was full of fear, nervousness and hesitation, and finally he spoke: "Miss Xia, the single name is 'Xia', this name, if If you add a last name..."

"What's your last name?"

"Mr. Song, you may have lost your identity when you were young, and you have never paid attention to the history of martial arts. Of course, this matter is rarely known. As early as more than two hundred years ago, there was a great master of martial arts. She practiced martial arts. However, for some reason, few people dared to mention her name again."

"That's why everyone thinks that martial arts are inherited by many of her disciples. However, her own name is rarely mentioned... However, a senior once told me... Her name is——Zhou Xia."

When the old man mentioned this name, he used a very small voice, and even showed fear, as if he didn't want more people to hear it.

I'm afraid, if Song Hong hadn't saved him, he wouldn't even want to say it.

Song Hong couldn't understand why the old man was so afraid of the name Zhou Xia.

His master is indeed very strong, but she is not scary. Even, he is a gentle and cheerful person.

Moreover, people who lived more than 200 years ago had the same name, maybe it was the master or the master's parents, who adored this great master in history, so they came up with the name Xia.

"So, what are you going to tell me?" he demanded.

The old man said: "Mr. Song, have you never thought about it, Miss Xia is about the same age as you, but her martial arts are invincible in the world, her skills are profound, and her swordsmanship is extraordinary. This is not like... not like a teenage girl should have." of."

Song Hongwu didn't believe it, and argued: "My master is an extremely talented person, besides, she may have been taught by a master."

The old man shook his head. As the saying goes, the authorities are obsessed, but the bystanders are clear. Song Hong defended his master because he didn't want to admit the strangeness of the master. In the end, the old man couldn't help but said: "However, Mr. Song may not know that the martial arts master back then Grandmaster Zhou Xia, the final ending."

"Is it missing, or what? After all, people are nothing more than death."

"No, she is neither dead nor missing, but when she was getting old, a god came to the world, restored her youth with his own hands, made her a god, and brought her back to the heaven. Therefore, Since Zhou Xia transformed from a human into a god, her deeds and her name were all taboo and no longer circulated in the world..."

Song Hong's pupils shrank suddenly.

"So, Mr. Song, ever since I met Miss Xia, I have often thought, Miss Xia, no matter how you look at it, she doesn't look like a mortal person... Plus, the name is the same, and the surname is not revealed. After that, I can't find it anywhere... I can only think of..."

"Miss Xia, maybe...it's Zhou Xia, a real god!"

Song Hong froze as if struck by lightning. Then, he quickly walked up to the old man, "Then, old man, if it is a god... If my master is really a god, where will she go? How can I find her?"

"Gods... in mythology, there is only one residence of gods, and that is the heaven above the nine heavens..."

The old man looked at the vast sky.

At this time, dark clouds cover the top, and rainwater fills the sky and the earth.

He stretched out his skinny hand and pointed to the sky with his fingers, where, when it was sunny on weekdays, a faint hourglass would appear.

"Mr. Song, I am a mortal, how can I know how to go to the heaven. If you are familiar with history, you should know that the gods have used the hourglass to show the wrong things done by the human race and punish them. Wait until the sky clears." , if you look at the hourglass of the gods, you will find that the sand has leaked to less than half! This indicates that the opportunities left by the gods to the human race are running out! How dare we wait for mortals to wear a sinful body? , at the risk of offending the gods, to explore things that we should not wait to explore?"

"That's why I advise you, don't look for it. Mr. Song, your master is not the one we mortals should look for!"

Song Hong stood in the rain blankly.

Suddenly, thunder rumbled, and a bolt of lightning flashed across the air, the light was dazzling, and it exploded very close to them.

The old man was so frightened that he hugged his head quickly, squatted on the ground, and prayed in his mouth: "God is above, I was wrong, I shouldn't talk about the gods, please forgive me, I will never mention it again."

Looking at the old man cowering on the ground, Song Hong's heart was confused and confused.

Really? Could it be that, as this person said, all the threads point to that one common terrible fact?

Xia, actually named Zhou Xia, is a god?

Is it a high existence, different from those mortals who are stuck in the quagmire and can only struggle to survive in the suffering of the world?

Is it an existence that he can never touch?

...

He stood silently in the rain for a long time.

This is not right.

Song Hong shook his head.

Xia, how could she be a god?

She is a real person!

She sternly taught him how to practice a sword.

The way she teases and plays with Mi Shui.

She sat on the roof, looking at the distance in a daze.

She bought a beautiful new dress, and asked Mishui if she looked good by holding the hem of the skirt.

No matter which appearance, it all shows that she is such a real and lovely person, not a so-called high god.