The Green Shirt Presses the Sword Wind into the Pine Tree

It snowed in Shanyin County for seven days. Pei Qingya warmed a pot of rice wine in Qingya and played a piece of "Wind Into the Pine". The days passed leisurely, until a man covered in blood ran into the wine shop and thrust half a volume of "Guangling San" into his arms, leaving only four words: "Guangling... Has not yet dispersed..." Twelve cavalry pursuers surrounded the gate. Pei Qingya lowered his head and looked at the wine, which was not yet hot. He flicked his fingers on the strings of the piano, and all twelve horsemen and horses fell into the snow. After that night, the world came to know that this green-shirted man selling liquor was actually the only sword cultivator who slipped through the net under the "Burning Sword Edict" a hundred years ago. So he set out from Shanyin, left Yangguan in the west, walked west of Hexi, passed through the thirty-six countries in the Western Regions, entered Daqin, looked at the West Sea, and returned to Jiankang. But after killing everyone, he found that he still couldn't save everyone. Xie Heng asked him: "You can kill ten thousand people by yourself, why are you so unhappy?" He said: "Because I am not killing the world, I am killing people who have to kill. But killing people is never something to be happy about."