Chapter 4 first quarter

December 17th, the northern capital. Asule slowly opened his eyes, looking at the top of the milky white tent, a multicolored rubbing rope was hanging down, with a small brass bell attached to it. He felt that he had a dream, the dream lasted as long as a lifetime, in the dream he was still in Nanhuai, the water was rippling, and he, Yuran and Ji Ye were floating on the Phoenix Pond on a stolen raft.He hadn't fully woken up yet, his mind was blank, and he felt that everything in front of him was so familiar, as if he had been lying here a long, long time ago, looking at the twisted rope and the small brass bell, and listening to it jingling.

He suddenly remembered that this was Mu Li's home, and he had already returned to the northern capital.When he was a child, he learned swordsmanship from Muli. Sometimes it was too late, or he was exhausted. Mrs. Ying would take him to sleep in her tent, and when he woke up, he would see this twisted rope and copper bell. Ten years had passed. It has not changed, even the smell of goat milk is exactly the same. He supported his body to sit up, but a soft hand pressed his forehead.He looked over, and saw a woman's face, which was a bit majestic, but also a bit gentle. Ten years later, there were only a few wrinkles, which could be recognized at a glance.

His lips trembled: "Mom." There are only two people in this world whom he calls Muma, and Muma Heluntie has died by the Tiexian River, and the rest is Muli's wife, Mrs. Yingshi. "Da Nayan, you really woke up. This month scared us to death. Dahesa said you would wake up today, I just kept watching, and let him be right." The corner of Mrs. Ying's eyes Showing a smile, just like what Asule remembered, she was never the kind of woman who doted on children, but her heroic smile made every child around her think that she was the most reliable mother. "General Mu Li..." Asule's voice trembled.

"He has already been buried. The majesty said in the golden tent that Mu Li was a loyal and brave warrior, and it was not his fault that he was defeated. Warriors, it is always inevitable that there will be a day when you will be loyal to your master. In fact, I have known it for a long time." Yingshi Madam supported Asule to lie down, stretched out her hand to grab the twisted flower rope and shook it, the bell rang loudly, "These things happened a month ago, you slept for a month." "I've been asleep for...a month?" Asule was taken aback. The curtain of the tent was lifted by someone, and a shiny bald head appeared. The person who rushed in was as eager as a tabby cat hunting, went up and squeezed Mrs. Ying away, grabbed Asule's shoulder, and looked up, down, left, and right.

"Dahesa, I'm fine." Asule said. Dahesa obviously breathed a sigh of relief, sat down and touched his bald head, "You passed out last time, and you won't recognize me when you wake up, why don't I be more careful?" Asule was silent for a while, then smiled softly.This is the first time since he saw the walls of the northern capital, he feels that some things have not changed, just like Mrs. Ying, like Dahesa. He didn't exaggerate any thoughts, and he talked as if he just went out to hunt. "Why did I stay awake for so long?" Asule asked, "I didn't feel bad."

"Did your blood surge again in Donglu?" Dahesa became serious. Asule thought of the scene in the execution ground, felt a chill in his heart, and nodded.He didn't know where the terrifying power and will came from, but he vaguely felt that it was an extremely dangerous thing. At that time, as long as he moved forward a little bit, Himeno might be torn apart. Dahesa hesitated for a while, then sighed, "You were too young when you left, and the old man didn't want to tell you, for fear that you would not understand, or that you would be afraid. When you come back, the old man will not be here, so let me, an old man Let me tell you. Your illness has not been cured... In fact, you are not ill at all, your blood is different from ordinary people, you have bronze blood!"

"Bronze...blood?" Asule recalled that his grandfather had told him about it, but he didn't know exactly what the bronze blood was. For many years this was a legend of the Pasur family. The blood was given to the Pasur family by the Valkyrie. People with this bloodline can become the incarnation of the Valkyrie. One person can kill thousands of people on the battlefield. The last descendant of the Pasur family who claims to have bronze blood happens to be his. Grandpa King Chindahan, and no matter in the mouth of King Chindahan or his father, the bronze blood revered by thousands of people does not seem to be an auspicious omen, but a demon.

On the execution ground, isn't he just like a bloodthirsty devil?Asule shivered slightly. Dahesa sighed, "Actually, this kind of bloodline was called 'crazy blood' many years ago. People with this bloodline don't know whether they are blessed by gods or cursed by demons. They have much greater power and strength than ordinary people. Speed, is born to be a warrior. When all the power in their blood is stimulated, they are "berserkers". It is not impossible for one person to wipe out an army. Berserkers' bodies will have many incredible abilities , For example, wounds will heal quickly, eyesight and hearing are far sharper than ordinary people, they don't know pain, and they don't know tiredness. However, they are also insane, they don't distinguish between enemy and friend, they just want to kill, if they don't wake up, they will keep killing died of exhaustion."

Asule stayed for a long time, then nodded silently. "This is not the most frightening thing. Frenzied blood will often create a Valkyrie on the grassland, and then completely destroy him. So far, all people who have possessed Frenzied Blood, as they use this taboo power repeatedly, they will slowly Slowly lose your nature. Your ancestor Imad is the first berserker we know, he finally went crazy, forced those sisters who were occupied by him to have a night of carnival with him, bit them to death one by one, and then used a knife I cut off my own muscles piece by piece.” Asule felt a shudder running from his back all the way to the top of his head.

"Your grandfather is actually a caring person. When he was young, he was far more upright than our ancestor Yimad in Qingyang. But he also failed to escape the curse of mad blood. The first time he broke out with mad blood was because The Qingyang Five Elders who were in power conspired to kill his mother, that time your grandfather killed hundreds of people alone. He was obsessed with that power, boasted to others, and claimed to be the messenger of the Valkyrie, regardless of his character He became more and more violent. In the end, he gradually became crazy, suspicious of everything, even his most beloved woman——your grandma Huolanbashi Dayanshi Aqin Motu had committed adultery, and suspected that your father was not his flesh and blood. So he banished his wife and son, and your grandma died because of it. Your grandpa would howl in grief when he remembered it when he was sober, so he became more and more obsessed with the feeling of forgetting everything when the blood surged. Initiated a lot War. Your aunt married the master of the Zhenyan Department. She was originally your grandfather's most beloved daughter, but after she saved your father, she came all the way to Beijing to beg for him, but your grandfather couldn't control himself and strangled him to death with a whip. lost her..."

"One day I will be like that...isn't it?" Asule whispered, "Like a lunatic, killing my favorite person, I can't even recognize that this is Dahe Sanam." Mrs. Ying felt sad for a while, went up to stroke his hair, and waved Da Hesa ​​to stop talking. "But you are also the kindest kid I know," the old chattering guy didn't stop, but became more serious, "Not only are you not Imad, you are not Nagorhonga, you don't hate anyone, your My father once sighed and said, there is only one son with bronze blood in my Pasur family in this generation, but why did God give this blood to my weakest Asule? I asked him back, if it was given to Your strongest son, do you think it’s more terrifying? Your father thought for a long time and said yes. I said, that’s right, your son Asule, he is not a weak person!” "Me?" Asule stared blankly at the old guy, his old eyes were more eager than the young man's. "Human strength is not just strength," Dahesa pointed to his heart, "Human strength lies here. Asule, do you understand? You never hate anyone, it's not your weakness , is your strength. If we want to restrain that demon-like blood, don’t we need someone with the strongest heart? This is why your father sent you to Nanhuai. Your father wants you to stay away from brothers to fulfill his greatest wish.” "The biggest...wish?" Deep in Asule's memory, the face of the man with a white cloud in his eyes slowly emerged.What was the last sentence he told himself, "Go to Donglu! My son, father and mother will think of you, and the day you come back, father will take your mother and tiger with you. The thousand-man team of leopard riders went to the Tiantuo Strait and watched the big boat carrying you come back in the wind and waves. At that time, my father helped you sit in the golden tent. You are the new maharaja, and everyone on the grassland will call you Longevity King!" During his time in Nanhuai, Asule always felt that these words were just empty encouragement, and he never expected his father to really take the position of Maharaja from his vigorous brothers and hand it over to him.But when my father said this, his eyes were so sincere and eager, unlike his own eagerness. "The one thing your father hates the most in this world is the blood of bronze! Because this blood killed his mother and his sister for no reason, made him homeless and humiliated, and he couldn't even attribute it all to It's his father's fault. But your father doesn't hate you, he loves you, he hopes you can restrain the blood of bronze, and don't let what happened to your grandfather happen again!" Dahesa grabbed Asule's hand, Grab it so hard that he can feel his own body heat. "It was the Lion King who named you 'Azule'. There is no better name than this. We all wish you 'long life'. You live long and long. Resist this cursed blood, your father's life. My heart is untied!" "Eternal... king of life." Asule murmured. So that's what it meant... The man's eyes in his memory were filled with determination and love.He silently relaxed his body, lying on the soft bed, feeling like crying.Several days have passed, and he thought that his longing for his father had slowly faded away, but when he realized that he had truly understood the meaning of his father's words for so many years, there was no one who could stand in front of him and listen to him. He said, "I get it."He thought of Master Lu explaining to him the phrase "the tree wants to be quiet but the wind doesn't stop, the child wants to support but the relatives don't wait for it", he suddenly stopped and looked silently at a sycamore tree outside the window. "My father has passed away for twelve years," said the old man. "When I was young, my family was poor and had no money. My father planted plane trees for me. In summer, I read in the shade of the tree, and my father fanned me to drive away mosquitoes and flies. My father said that this tree Grow fast, grow fast, grow fast, my son grow fast. When the tree is as graceful as a cover, my son will definitely appear and enter the picture, and the green and neon lights will be on the car." He put his hand on his forehead and closed his eyes. Dahesa breathed a long sigh of relief, "Every time you use mad blood, this curse will erode your body, and your body is far less strong than ordinary people. I heard Ba Bang talk about the scene on the battlefield. Those The Donglu people used some kind of secret technique to forcibly restrain the fierceness in your blood. I know little about the secret technique, but the more powerful the secret technique is, the more dangerous it is. Lu buskers are like walking a tightrope, and if you are not careful, you will eat yourself back. The same as these Donglu people, their power may release the restriction they sealed in your body at that time. You have been invaded by this power once, so continue You have been in a coma for a month, you have to remember, no matter what, the farther away from those people from the East, the better!" "I understand!" Asule opened his eyes and nodded slowly. "Hey, Asule just woke up, Dahesa, you said so much, aren't you hungry?" Mrs. Ying saw that the atmosphere had calmed down, complained to the old guy, touched Asule's forehead, "Sleeping for a month, living only on goat's milk, starving to death, right? We, Asul, are eighteen-year-old men, and drinking milk is certainly not enough. Do you want to eat otter meat?" Asule's stomach made an empty gurgling sound in disappointment, as if it was an answer to Mrs. Ying.Asule froze for a moment, then scratched his head. Mrs. Ying couldn't help laughing, she picked up her skirt and got up to go out of the tent. When she opened the curtain, Ba Bang rushed in with his two sons, and gathered around A Sule's bed. , Balu and Bazaar were still wearing the military uniforms they brought out from the Eastern Army camp along the way, and they all put on brand new barbarian sleeves at this time.At first glance, they are all burly barbarian men, and they are all warriors in the hearts of barbarian girls.The two Balu Bazaar brothers came up and poked their necks, and said the same sentence, "Wake up, I was scared to death!" Ba Bang was stunned for a moment, and put two elbows on the waist and eyes of the two sons, pushing them away like a wild boar, "When the father is around, the father speaks first!" Baza was more lively than his elder brother, and he had no scruples about his father. Just as he was about to continue speaking, Balu elbowed him again, signaling him to rest assured and wait for his father to finish speaking. Ba Bang was very satisfied that his sons, whom he hadn't seen for ten years, obeyed his majesty as a father, shook his shoulders, approached Asule solemnly, thought for a while and said, "I woke up, I was scared to death..." "Isn't that what I said?" Baza covered his mouth and laughed. "The same thing is different when my father says it!" Ba Bang emphasized. Balu had no choice but to wave his hand to his father, meaning that everyone should stop arguing. It is true that the father of Ba Bang may not be as smart as his son in speaking. Asule looked at the three of them, father and son, and couldn't help laughing, remembering the first time when Ba Bang took his two sons to be his companions, he touched the heads of the two boys and said, "This is my two sons. This brat, the prince will definitely like it!" He really liked Balu Bazaar, he liked watching them talk like this, and he liked Ba Bang even more, this warrior who hadn't changed in ten years.This is his home, where he and his friends meet again. A small head stuck out from Dahesa's arms, and the ear mouse named Badai impatiently came out to breathe. Asule suddenly thought about whether it was too late for Dahesa to name it Badai The cheapness of those warriors in your family.Badah obviously chose the wrong time to show up. The black and white prairie tabby cat kept in Mrs. Ying's tent jumped out from a corner of the bed, and rushed over like lightning, stretching out its paws to catch Badah.Badai panicked and ran under the bed. Dahesa had only raised one baby in his life. The ear mouse, which could only live for a few years, had been raised by him for more than ten years. He was so frightened that he hurried to stop the tabby cat. He also helped him stop the tabby cat, and accidentally bumped into each other. The three of them were tall and powerful. They bumped into each other and took a step back, and the tabby cat rushed over to catch it. "Batuer! Batuer!" Asule hurriedly called the tabby cat's nickname. The tabby cat stood still, looking back at Asule, wondering why this stranger knew its name.Taking this opportunity, Da Hesa ​​jumped over the tabby cat, grabbed Ba Dai and stuffed it back into his sheepskin robe. The father and son of Mosuer's family were patting themselves on the shoulders and complaining about each other's recklessness, when they saw Asule slowly getting up from the bed.They hurried over and held him down. "Do you want water? Do you want food? Just let my little ones go." Ba Bang said with his father's majesty. Asule was a little embarrassed, "Go out and relieve yourself..." "Oh, but it's very cold outside, so it's good to relax in the tent, and let the slaves cover the soil later." Ba Bang said. Baza finally got a chance to poke his father, "Da Nayan has been reading Donglu people's books for so many years. In Donglu, he didn't relieve himself in the underground of the sleeping room. Even in the room, he used utensils. The cover layer Dirt? Isn’t that a cat? What’s more, Mrs. Ying’s tent is so clean..." Asule really couldn't stand the three people arguing over this matter, so he put on a sheepskin cloak and said, "I'll go out for a while, and take a look at Mommy's otter meat." Although they didn't say anything, the eyes of the three fathers and sons were obviously salivating, and they sat down beside the bed. Asule lifted the curtain of the tent, and at that moment, he was stunned.Outside the tent was an invisible expanse of white snow, and a woman squatted on the ground next to the tent, holding a copper basin filled with fragrant otter meat rice.The woman shrugged her shoulders and wept silently, tears dripping on the otter meat she cooked herself.From her back, Asule felt a sorrow that could swallow him up, and his body was cooled inch by inch in the cold wind. "Mum..." His lips moved. Mrs. Ying raised her head in shock. She had a beautiful but haggard face full of tears. Asule thought he was such a fool.won't you be sadWouldn't you be sad if you lost someone who was with you all your life?He beheaded himself in public.Will you not despair?Even in his death he was seen as an old slave who caused defeat.Mu Li is Mu Ma's husband!What does husband mean? He felt powerless from the bottom of his heart.In fact, everyone lied to him. I hope he is happy.In the eyes of these people, I am still a child.But he couldn't be happy, Mu Li died, the scene of his head falling to the ground was vivid in his memory, the northern capital was still trapped, and there were probably tens of thousands of corpses lying outside the city.From the moment he set foot on his way home, the sky of his hometown had already begun to collapse. He walked up, knelt down, hugged Mrs. Ying's shoulders, and said in a low voice: "Mom, there is me...just like when General Mu Li was here!" In the golden tent, Bimogan, the generals, and the masters of the big families are all there. Tie You jumped in his heart, looked left and right.The generals, headed by Bach, kept their heads down and remained silent. The nobles' faces were tense and they did not speak. Their leader was the owner of the Wuchijin family. He was the oldest and most powerful.Among the three big families, the Heludin family was originally the most powerful, but the owner of the Heludin family died in battle. His son Eridun Dalai had just taken over the family and was still too young. The small families of the family began to alienate, and this young man was sitting beside the owner of Wo Chijin's family at the moment, with gloomy eyes, as if he could pull out a knife from his eyes.And Bimogan didn't speak, and pressed the armrest of the golden throne with one hand.This action made Tie You extremely uneasy, when Bi Mogan was holding the armrest still, he was always grasping hard, that was his trying to restrain himself. This silence has lasted for too long, the atmosphere froze, and no one could convince the other.When the dispute has reached this level, other tribes may have drawn their swords, but after all, Qingyang is the tribe most influenced by the Eastern Continent. Bimogan stood up from the golden throne, walked into the crowd, spread his hands, and slowly sat on the ground, "There are people here who have different opinions, so follow King Xun's method and hold a small Kulig meeting Everyone sits down to speak, anyone can speak, and no one should doubt whether others are qualified to speak, and express their doubts.” The master of Wu Chijin family shook his head, and said coldly, "Majesty, I'm afraid I think differently from you. Among the generals, there are many main battles, and the masters of each family want to talk a lot. These are all clear. I I just said that the generals are not qualified to speak, not to doubt the bravery and loyalty of the generals. But I have to say that the generals rely on courage and military exploits. We old guys also admired warriors when we were young, and the swords in our hands were also Unambiguous, but now we are in charge of the tens of thousands of people under our family, we can't gamble with everyone's life. This matter is related to the life and death of hundreds of thousands of people in the northern capital. What will the generals say about the dignity of the ancestors? Shuobei people have defiled, and the ancestral land cannot be given to wolf cubs, I cannot agree." Bach slowly raised his eyes, "What we are talking about is the survival of Qingyang, not the survival of the Wo Chijin family!" With his personality, this sentence has already been said very seriously. The faces of the masters of several big families have changed. The young Eri Dun Dalai's eyes flashed a hint of fierceness, and he was about to stand up when he was shaken by Wu Chijin. The head of the family pressed it back violently. "Is General Bach laughing at us old guys for not having courage? Just want to keep our cattle, sheep and tents?" The owner of Wu Chijin sneered, "Don't forget that we charged against the Shuobei people's knives just like you! The bodies of thousands of men from the Chijin family are still lying outside the city wall!" Bi Mogan frowned tightly and shook his head.Tie You hurriedly went up to mediate, "Now that the enemy is in front of us, we have something to say, and the Shuobei people wish we didn't trust our own people!" "Actually, Shuobei's losses in this battle were not small. Tens of thousands of cavalrymen were killed, and Hudulu Khan's troops suffered a great loss. We mainly lost morale. At this time, the people of Shuobei may not dare to take the initiative to attack. We don't have to worry too much about it." I am too worried, if we want peace talks, we can postpone it and try to win a few small-scale victories, so that we can take the initiative in the negotiations." It was Xu Dahan who spoke, this Yan who once fought against Kuafu in the north was originally absolutely Eligible to speak in the military, but after his demotion and pardon, he was eerily silent.Today was the first time he spoke. Many times, Xu Dahan has been forgotten by everyone. The master of the Tokele family rolled his eyes, and glanced at Xu Dahan with extreme contempt, "People who bleed wolf blood don't say anything." Guimu next to Xu Dahan kept his head down, his eyes flashed fiercely at this moment, and he reached out to touch the handle of the knife.Xu Dahan looked at the ground and silently reached out to clasp the handle of Guimu's knife.He didn't argue any more, and the tent fell silent. One of Bimogan's companions came into the tent, "Majesty, Asule Dana has woken up and is waiting for an audience outside the golden tent." Bimogan nodded, got up and said, "That's it for today. I'm going to continue with this small Kulig meeting. Everyone goes back to their tents to think things over. I'll call everyone again. The last thing I know There are slaves starving to death in the city, and I know that everyone doesn’t have much food left, but slaves are human beings, and they have to live. Especially now is the time when people are needed again.” Asule followed that companion into the account, and the people in the meeting walked against him, and everyone just glanced at him without saying a word.Asule passed them by one by one, feeling that those cold gazes seemed to cut across his face.He had heard a lot just now standing outside, and he didn't think it was very strange, after all, the enemy outside the city was his grandfather, Meng Lehuo'er. For a moment, only Bimogan, Asule and that companion were left in the tent.Sitting on his golden leopard skin throne, Bimogan looked down at his younger brother.A Sule stood there for a while, only to realize in embarrassment that he had forgotten the etiquette. This brother is already a maharaja, and he should kneel down when he sees a maharaja.He was not used to it again, he hesitated and bent his knees. Bi Mogan waved his hand away to stop him, "A Sule, you don't have to kneel, I'm glad you woke up. You were brave in battle, and I'm also very happy. It's fine, go see your mother, she should want to see you very much." You are right." Asule froze for a moment, not knowing whether to say gratitude or something else, just when he looked up, he saw that Bimogan had already got up and left.Looking at Bimogan's back, he felt a little sad. He thought that he might be a superfluous person, standing so abruptly in the empty golden tent. Asule was led by that companion to walk behind the golden tent, which was a place he had been familiar with since childhood.The barbarians called the entire tent of the maharajah Hando, and there lived the women and servants who served the maharaja, which was almost like the harem of the emperor of the Eastern Continent.He looked around and couldn't help being stunned. In the snow, he saw two identical white tents.In the barbarians, the maharaja's wives are also called the hostesses of Han Erduo, and among them, the Da Yan family and the Side Yan family are the main wives, just like the queen and imperial concubine of the Eastern Land. to be the heir.The tents where the Dayan family lived were red-roofed, and the tents that the Sidean family lived were white-roofed. Asule’s mother, Lemo Uerhan, had been living in the white tent, but he stood at the fork in the road, looking left and right. Two roads, I don't know which way to go. "That's the tent of the new Da Yan family. She insisted that she was born as a humble slave and could not live in a red tent. The Maharaja will marry the Da Yan family who can really manage Hando in the future. But the maharaja said , she is Da Yanshi, let us all call it that." When the companion said this, he looked straight into Asule's eyes. Asule didn't know whether those words implied some kind of reminder or threat, so he nodded silently. When the companion led A Sule closer to one of the white tents, a young female slave came out ahead of time and lifted the curtain. "Where's Huma?" Asule asked casually.Huma was his mother's most capable slave girl, and he kind of wanted to see her. "Huma died last winter," said the young slave girl. "Huma... is dead?" Asule felt cold. "I'm so old, I walked very quietly," said the young slave girl. Asule was stunned, watching her lift the curtain inside, under the dim light, a woman sat silently beside the bed, time did not take away her beauty, she was as young as Asule's sister , but a pair of absent-minded eyes made her no longer have the brilliance of the prairie goddess back then.She hugged a rag doll and sang softly. On her bed was a suede mink cloak, which Asule could still recognize as his father's. Use it on your body.This is probably the place where his father died last, and his mother probably thought that her man would come back sometime. He suddenly wanted to hug someone hard, so he rushed in and hugged his mother tightly.His tears flowed down uncontrollably, and he put his head on his mother's chest, hoping that she would give him a warm embrace. But the woman didn't, she still just sang softly and hugged her doll. Ban Dang waved his hand to let the female slave put down the curtain, turned and left. It took a long time for Asule to come out, and she had already wiped away her tears.Only the young female slave was lighting the charcoal basin outside, and the companion was gone. "Are you the only one serving here?" Asule spoke to her lightly. "There were a few in the past, but they were not as diligent as Huma. I didn't take good care of my master, and sometimes I would cry when I was angry, so they were thrown outside. But I'm enough for one. The newly established Da Yan family is very good to the master. Well, I come to accompany her every day, and sometimes I spend the night with my master. The majesty waits in the white tent over there for a night without seeing anyone, and complains." The young female slave is a straightforward person. She didn't hear Asule's answer, she was stunned for a moment and turned her head to look, and saw that it was snowing outside again, and the young Da Nayan lifted the curtain silently and walked out. Asule walked slowly along the forked road, the snow was floating on his hair, and the sky and the earth were boundless.He walked a long way, turned around, and saw the trail of footprints he had left slowly being covered by the new snow, and the two white tents in the distance were blurred in the snow, like a city gate.He swept the snow away with his boots and found himself standing on the fork.He looked at his feet, thought for a while, and walked on the road to the other side of the white tent. When he was still a dozen steps away from the white tent, he heard the sound of a flute, so he stopped.He is so familiar with the sound of the flute, it reminds people of a girl whispering in a relationship under the moonlit night, because Suma can't speak, so she uses the flute to express.His thoughts followed the melody, and Bailiyu, who was a bit rotten, said to him seriously, "Young Master Chen is playing, it's family affection. It seems that the grassland is endless. When relatives travel far away, the flute player stays behind." Outside the tent, watching the wind blowing the grass low, waiting for the man to return, so the tune is always low. Occasionally the wind blows, and I see a herd of shepherds and horses in the distance, but they are not, so there is only the sound of the wind, and I still look at each other. , just a little more lost." He remembered that when he was a child, he always woke up in the middle of the night to hear the sound of the flute. At that time, Suma was outside and he was inside.As long as he coughed, Suma would come in and touch his head, and help him cover the quilt.It never occurred to him that he was listening outside and Suma was inside the tent. "Suma, how have you been doing these years?" He said to Xue in a very soft voice. He stood outside the tent for a while, until the sound of the flute gradually faded away, then he turned and left. When he walked back to the fork, he looked back at the shadow of the white tent in the wind and snow again, and suddenly remembered the book "Battle Records of the Four Governors" that Ji Ye showed him. Looking at Tianqi City at the end of the world, I feel extremely lonely.He thought this was the feeling, really lonely, even though it was his hometown.Something is lost and can never be found.