Chapter 35 Six peaches are young

Ren has been seven years, winter night. The sky and the earth are silent, the night is dark blue, the stars and the moon do not appear, and the cold wind is like a knife.On the small road leading to Wangyu, there is a figure walking, unhurried and leisurely, and there are shadows like ink smoke floating in front of and behind him, like leading the way like a guard, faint and strange, making people suspicious of ghosts The spirit appeared. The person who was walking stopped under a big tree and looked up. The tree was thick and tall, and its bare branches interlaced in the night sky, like a net in the hazy night.

"Just here." The person under the tree said lightly. Two shadows like black smoke floated away one to the left and the other to the right. After a while, a black shadow came back holding a bundle of dry firewood, and lit a fire very neatly. Mo Ying, hazy, seems to be a person, but his facial features are still blurred.After the fire was lit, Mo Ying took out things one by one from the package on his back. After a while, a thick black fur blanket was spread beside the fire. On the blanket were jade pots, cups, bowls, and silver. Chopsticks, an agate plate filled with unknown blue-colored pearls, an emerald plate filled with snow-colored plum cakes, and an engraved gold shelf with finger-thick confidante rolls...all kinds of utensils and fruits are on display. It is full of half a fur blanket.

After Mo Ying arranged everything, he bowed respectfully and backed away. The person under the tree finally approached the fire and sat down on the half of the vacant blanket.At this moment, the person's appearance was clearly seen in the firelight. He was a boy of about fourteen or five years old, wearing a snow cap with a heavy forehead, and a long black coat. His figure was thin but his face was rare and handsome. , there is a penetrating elegance in the movement and stillness, and there is also a lofty grace. Just as the boy in black sat down, another ink shadow floated back, holding a long branch with two cleaned pheasants strung on it in one hand, and a water bag in the other.Mo Ying by the fire took the water and boiled it in the prepared copper pot, while the other one roasted the chicken on the fire.The young man was just sitting, occasionally reaching out to pick up a piece of cake or fruit into his mouth, chewing slowly, or pouring a glass of wine, savoring it carefully, every move was graceful and picturesque.

When the aroma of grilled chicken began to overflow, the water boiled, and then an elegant fragrance of tea wafted faintly in this cold night. "Stay away." The young man ordered lightly, and the two black shadows bowed their heads respectfully, then flew away and disappeared in the blink of an eye. The roast chicken is still hanging on the tree branch, and it is far away from the fire tongue. It is burnt yellow and seeps with oil. The tea is at hand, and the hot air is wafting and fragrant, but the young man does not look at it or move. Watching the flames swaying in the night wind, his pure black eyes were so deep that no emotion could be seen, and his handsome face had a tranquility and depth that shouldn't be at his age.

"It's big tonight." In the cold wind of the deep night, the young man softly uttered a sentence, raised his head, the sky was like ink, and there was no starlight, but in the firelight, there was a gleam of clear water in the young man's eyes, "I want to eat Face, mother..." The last word disappeared in the wind. The sound of the flute sounded in the night wind. It was light and clear, but it was a very simple tune. It seemed to be just a lullaby hummed casually by a loving mother in the baby's ear. It was plain but warm and sweet, making one involuntarily addicted.

The people who were originally attracted by the smell of the food were also moved by the sound of the flute at that moment, and stood there blankly, staring at it stupidly. That is a painting. Under the thick old peach tree, a bonfire was burning. In the crimson flames, a black-clothed boy played a piccolo horizontally. The night wind blew by, and the flames shook his clothes and flew up. The jade flute in his hand is as white as the jade flute, his eyes are gently closed, streams of light overflow, and the clear and melodious sound of the flute flows out quietly. It was a painting, warm but cold.

At that moment, the gluttonous person only saw the painting and the young man playing the flute, but couldn't see the fragrant roast chicken and the delicate fruit at all. The sound of the flute finally stopped, and the white jade piccolo slowly left the young man's lips. "It's so nice." A soft admiration woke up the young man who was still lost in thought. The boy suddenly turned his head and saw a girl in white clothes ten feet away. At that moment, the girl in white also saw the sadness and loneliness in the young man's eyes.Although it was only for a moment, it made her remember deeply.

The young man gathered his thoughts and looked at the person in front of him. He looked about twelve or three years old. He was wearing a long white dress with no loose ties around his waist. His long black hair was untied and straight down like black ink. A flowing spring poured down the front and back of the body, and the long hair curtain covered the entire forehead, revealing only a pair of eyes as clear as water and as bright as stars.It could be said that she was a child, but what flowed between her brows was the charm of a young girl. Although she was dressed loosely, there was a sense of ease and ease that did not belong to her age.

The two looked at each other quietly, without saying a word, they looked at each other and weighed. "What song are you playing? It's pretty nice." After a while, the girl in white spoke first. "Qingping tune." The young man was moved by the girl's smiling eyes, and replied generously, "My mother... my mother played it to me every year on this day." "Before? She doesn't play now?" The girl raised her eyebrows in doubt. "She... is gone." The boy replied after a pause. "Eh?" The girl blinked, then understood, and took a few steps closer, "It's okay, you can blow it anyway." Eyes slipped, and when she saw the fragrant roast chicken, she immediately Swallowing, "How about...how about this, you give me your roast chicken, and I'll play it to you later." His eyes were fixed on the roast chicken, for fear of moving his eyes away. The roast chicken is about to fly.

Seeing her appearance, the boy couldn't help but smile, and couldn't help but feel relaxed. He looked at her playfully and said, "You know how to play the piano?" "Of course." The girl replied, and her eyes slipped to the red, white, white and green fruits on the young man's fur blanket. Her eyes, which were already bright, were brighter and hotter than the bonfire at the moment, "If you This bitai fruit, red face roll, plum heart cake, pear melting crisp... If you also give me some food, I will play it to you every day from now on, no problem!" Another thought: I don’t know how to play, so I’ll go back and learn from my brother Shuyue, and besides, where will you find me after tonight, good brother, please nod your head, I’m very hungry...

"Okay." The young man really nodded, but the light flashed in his gloomy black eyes gave away his smile. "Ah... Good brother, you are really my savior!" The girl cheered, and jumped to the side of the boy, and stretched out her hand impatiently to Li Rongsu. "You..." The young man was a little frightened by the way she was eating, it was really... Gobbled up like a wolf, "You can eat slowly." He kindly suggested, worried that she would choke to death if she was not careful. "Oh...it's so delicious, I haven't eaten these things for a long time, I really miss them." The girl said in a hurry. "Do you... like to eat these things?" The boy lowered his dark eyes and asked lightly. "Of course." The girl nodded again and again, "Especially bitai fruit, every time... um... I ate them all by myself." There were so many things in her mouth that her words became vague. The young man tightened his grip on the flute, and raised his eyes to look at the girl who was buried in eating. Those clear eyes were looking at him, as clear and pure as the snow water flowing down from the top of Jiulun Mountain, without a trace of filth and haze.With a slight smile, let go. "It's so late, why are you out alone?" "Oh... that, because I have no money, no food and no land to live in, so I walk the mountain road, I can sleep on the big tree and eat wild fruits and mountain flavors, I don't think I'm still alive and well... Hehe ...Father...my mother and elder brother must be shocked, hee hee..." The girl was excited as she ate, as if she had done something very remarkable. "You came out alone?" The young man turned his head, but he couldn't see that a person of his age was so bold and able to endure hardships. "It's fun to be alone!" The girl opened her bright eyes, "Alone, you can go wherever you want, do whatever you want, how comfortable it is to be free. Do you know how beautiful it is outside? , there are many interesting things. The Wuyun River, seen from the top of Taofeng, really looks like a long dragon circling the king's domain, and the Luoying Mountain, looked from a distance, really looks like a flower lying on the plain. Where are the safflowers..." The brilliance flowed in those eyes, dazzling. "I know that the snow-capped Jiulun Mountains are as cold as a frost fairy, but the rich Huaguo is full of flowers, and the southern country has many hills like ladders..." the young man talked eloquently. "Ah, you know, did you go to see it too? Where else have you been? Tell me quickly..." The girl excitedly grabbed the boy's hand. "I went to the imperial country, their people are martial arts, and..." Beside the bonfire, quiet words and crisp laughter flew from time to time, and they were transmitted far away on the lonely mountain road and in the cold night wind. It was on such a winter night that Legend first met. That night, the boy didn't think about the martial arts of a person who can avoid the dark charm and get close to him without surprising him, and didn't think about how she likes to eat those pitai fruits that ordinary wealthy people would never know, he didn't think about it. Explore the background without asking the way, just let go of your mind and pamper yourself once. That night, he needed some warmth, some words and smiles to break the loneliness and sadness that stubbornly surrounded him. That night, the girl was just glad that when she was hungry and her body was cold, there was ready-made food and a ready-made fire to roast, and there was someone who could talk to her about the world, the north, the west, the east, the river, the martial arts, the art of war, calligraphy and painting, and her wild and unconstrained ideas. Someone will truly understand and appreciate. That night, she needed some warmth and someone who could pour out her thoughts. That night, under the peach tree and by the bonfire, they leaned on each other to keep warm, they talked happily, and they cherished each other. In the early morning of the next day, they waved their hands and left gracefully. Meet again at the place where the peach blossoms bloom Ren has been nine years, spring. The wind is like scissors, willows are like silk, peaches are like clouds, and Li Ruyun is exactly the beauty of Yinghua. Tick-tock-tick, the sound of horseshoes sounded on the quiet path, a thin and old chestnut horse was slowly stepping in this boundless spring, a man in white lay on the horse's back with his legs crossed, his hands behind his head, half- Squinting his eyes, he saw that the blue sky was like washing, and half of the clothes were fluttering.The sound of gurgling water gradually rose in the ears, and the clear and clear sound was refreshing. The man in white suddenly opened his eyes, touched his belly with his hand, and murmured: "I'm hungry, I don't know if there are any fish caught." After speaking, I sat up, but saw a stream of clear water, several peach blossoms, and in the shadow of the flowers, a few thatched huts loomed. "Good place." The man in white nodded again and again, and when he moved, he landed lightly on the ground, his long black hair flying in the wind, and finally fell back to his waist obediently. He looked up and took a good look around. Probably, "This old man knows how to choose a place, but it's hard for me to find it." After saying that, he moved to the thatched hut deep in the peach blossom. After a while, there was a soft sound of horseshoes on the path, and then a tall maroon horse slowly came with a man in black on his back. On his head was a hat made of wicker, which was simple but novel , the branches and leaves hang down like a blue curtain covering half of his face. "Peach blossoms and flowing water, thatched huts are elegant." The man in black looked at it and nodded again and again, got off his horse, walked to the stream to wash his hands, a gust of wind blew, and powder petals fell on the water and on the willow hat. It fell on the man in black. The man in black flicked his clothes, and the peach petals fell to the surface of the water, swirling faintly. "Peach blossoms are passionate, but running water is not Dongjun." The man in black stretched out his hand to grab a handful of peach blossom water, watching the water flow slowly, a peach blossom was left alone in the palm, the pink flower, and the hand like white jade, it was really beautiful, "If If there is a flower spirit, it should turn into a beauty and come here in the middle of the night." The words seemed to be joking, but they were very gentle and affectionate, if there really was a flower spirit, it would be tempting. The man in black put the flowers into his sleeves and walked towards the hut. The chaimen was half-hidden, and before the door was opened, a bloody smell came into his nostrils. The man in black frowned secretly, and with a wave of his sleeve, the chaimen opened wide.Into the eyes, white clothes and black hair, a back, but it is clear, several corpses on the ground, several puddles of brown blood. Hearing the sound, the man in white turned his head. Looking back for a moment, the man in black saw the deep grief and anger in those eyes, but he remained calm for a moment. Inside and outside the door, the two looked at each other quietly. The one in white is a woman, about fourteen or five years old, with long hair covering her eyebrows, with a handsome complexion, like a lotus flower, which makes people feel refreshed. The man in black is a man, he looks about sixteen or seventeen years old, although the willow hat covers his eyebrows and eyes, but only half of his face and the elegant charm flowing around his body can tell that he is romantic. I was speechless for a long while, then, the girl in white stepped out of the door, and the boy in black stepped into the door, and when they passed by each other, the two stagnated, a gust of wind blew up, and the clothes fluttered, but it was only for a moment, and the windy clothes The sound disappeared in an instant, the black-clothed boy approached the corpse in the yard gracefully, and the white-clothed girl walked towards the stream with a graceful gait. There were five corpses, three men and two women, all of them were nearly half a hundred years old, all of them were fatally stabbed, and they all stared with wide-eyed horror, not knowing whether they were looking at the merciless sky or at the murderous enemy. The black-clothed boy inspected it carefully, and then walked out the door. The white-clothed girl was standing under the peach beside the stream outside the door. It was a picturesque scene, but because of that person, it couldn't be painted, because it was difficult to draw a picture. Smart and free. "Who are you?" The girl in white didn't look back but knew he was nearby. "Passerby." The boy in black's voice was as beautiful as music, even more beautiful than the stream singing. The girl in white turned her head and stared at the boy in black with a pair of clear and captivating eyes. She looked at him carefully from head to toe. That appearance made the boy in black feel that she was assessing the price. After estimating for a moment, a faint smile appeared on the Qingjun face of the girl in white clothes, which made the peach blossom pale, and the words she said also made people change color, "It seems to be a person." It was very rude to listen to these words rashly, but it seemed It turns out that you are not cats, dogs, pigs, cattle and sheep. What is rare is that the boy in black did not show any displeasure. He still stood quietly, as if waiting for her to continue. A smile appeared in the clear eyes of the girl in white clothes, "People know good and evil, if there is an injustice on the road, you should speak up for justice, and if you are in danger, you should draw your sword to help, so..." There was a slight pause in the voice, and the boy in black suddenly felt regretful, and he should have turned around and left just now. "Since you have encountered a tragedy in the Shan family, you should wash your grievances for it, kill the murderer, and comfort the spirit in heaven." These words are righteous and relaxed, and there is a deeper meaning: If you don't do it, your life will be in vain human. Facing the rude words and reckless arrangements of the white-clothed girl, the black-clothed boy smiled warmly and elegantly: "I am not a court official or a hero, but I am also a chivalrous man. You should do everything in your power to bring justice to Shan Lao's family, it's just..." He dragged his voice slightly. The girl in white turned her head and waited for the next sentence. "It's in the wilderness, there are few pedestrians, and the girl is alone here, and no one knows the cause and effect of the tragedy here, so I want to invite the girl to file a case with the government. I don't know what the girl wants?" The boy in black said very sincerely, It's also reasonable, but it's a pity that the girl in white clothes is a person whose heart is no less than his, how can he not hear the hidden meaning in his words. "Do you think I look like a murderer?" The girl in white stretched out a pair of bare hands in front of her, looked at him and smiled. The black-clothed boy quietly looked at the person in front of him, but his mind was tossed several times: Should he be arrested and sent to the police as a murderer, or should he let go and leave easily?It's just that if it spread like that, it would damage his reputation...or kill this person?Or take such a troublesome matter to win the name of chivalry?He just thought about it, but in the end he found that only the last one was his choice, because... he looked at the girl across from him. The strongest opponent since debut. "Young girl is as clear as a lotus in water, how can she be a murderer." A gentle smile spread on his lips. The girl in white stared at him for a long while, then suddenly burst out laughing loudly and indulged herself, startling the bees and butterflies among the flowers and the peach blossoms flying away. The long eyebrows under the black-clothed boy's willow hat twitched. "You're such an interesting person." The girl in white restrained her laughter, but the smile still flowed in her clear eyes, "I'm working hard for you just looking at your inconsistency." The smile on the lips of the black-clothed boy froze, but the white-clothed girl didn't wait for him to react, her voice changed, her face changed, and she said: "You and I will take care of the affairs of the Shan family, you find you to deal with, and I find mine." Deal with it, if you kill someone, you will always ask him to pay you back!" Qingyue's voice was already cold, and the smile in his eyes faded, replaced by a firm and sharp coldness. "The girl is really a straightforward person." The boy in black smiled again, his tone was gentle, but the hidden irony was not difficult to hear. "Hehe..." The girl in white smiled again, "If I don't hurry up, how can you agree. Besides..." A sneer floated in her clear eyes, "How could it be so simple if you found this place?" Passers-by, how can you not know the cause and effect of this place, and you have to pay a price for that thought." "Girl, don't you have a different mind than me?" The black-clothed boy's elegant smile remained unchanged. "Same, but also different." The girl in white replied lightly. A gust of breeze blew past, blowing the long hair on the girl's forehead, and blowing away the wicker in front of the boy's forehead, so that the faces of the two could be clearly seen in each other's eyes, and the crescent moon jade ornaments on the foreheads of the two were also exposed. The shape and size are generally the same, the difference is that the girl's is Baiyu, and the boy's is Moyu. The two people's hearts moved, and then they looked away calmly. After a while, the boy in black said: "I heard that there is a daughter in the Shan family. There is no body here. I want to escape." "The undead may be more painful than the dead." A trace of sadness flashed in the eyes of the girl in white. "It's such a great place, what a pity." The boy in black glanced at the peach blossoms and flowing water. The eyes of the girl in white were hazy for a moment, but in a blink of an eye it was as clear as water, "Young Master, if you like this place, you can stay here as long as you like, I will take my leave." After speaking, with a touch of her toes, she flew up and jumped over the stream , landed on the other side, jumped again, and landed firmly on the horse's back, "You and I will meet later, Miss Shan must try to rescue." The sound of hooves sounded, and the leisurely and leisurely departure away, only A faint whisper came from afar. "Will there be a date later?" the boy in black murmured softly, with a meaningful smile on his lips, "So it's her." My thoughts drifted to that cold night at the end of the year, that girl who loved to laugh and eat.But thinking of the girl's smile just now, I couldn't help feeling annoyed.Since his debut, no one has seen him but admired him, but he didn't want to be ridiculed by such a little girl today.However, she saw the bottom of his heart at a glance. As soon as he raised his hand to touch the black jade on his forehead, his eyes became darker. After several times of thinking, he finally gave up. "It would be boring to solve the mystery too early, at least she can be sure that she is the 'Bai Fengxi'." He whispered to himself, turned his head to look at the hut deep in the peach blossom, pondered for a moment, and made a hand in the void. A strange gesture, and then a hazy ink shadow floated in front of him without breath. "Young master." Mo Ying bowed his head to the ground. "Find Shan Feixue." The boy in black ordered lightly.When the Shan family is destroyed, the "Xuanzun Order" is tantamount to disappearing again. The orphan girl of the Shan family should know something. "Yes." Mo Ying disappeared again. After running far away, the girl in white reined in her horse and stopped on the hillside, looking down at the village below her. "It turned out to be him." She whispered to herself, thinking of the lonely boy who played the flute alone in the cold night, "I never thought I would see you again." She raised her hand to touch the curved jade moon on her forehead, and a flash of love flashed in her eyes. Thinking deeply, his face became serious, he...could be...who?After thinking for a while, I raised my eyebrows and smiled, thinking so much and so far away, I was working too hard on myself. He——should be that "Hei Fengxi".The person whose name sounds the same as his own.It's really interesting, I will see you in the future.And... his thoughts turned to Shan Jia, and his eyes became colder. Broken Soul Gate!Definitely call it Broken Soul! Look up, the sky is blue. Young lady... Close your eyes, and the girl with a gentle smile appears in front of you. Young lady, I will avenge you and your family!