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Bandits ran rampant on the Changpo outside Wuzhen. Huaci Hazhan, the head of Fengyunzhai, is the king, occupying the top of the hill because of the terrain. The court failed to suppress the bandits many times, and then gave up. As long as they don’t come out to make trouble, they will acquiesce their presence.Changpo is the only way for them to get in and out of Wuzhen and communicate with the outside world.

There are no residents on the long slope, only a dilapidated old temple, the temple is empty, the Buddha statues have been removed, rats are infested, and the dilapidated lotus platform shows that Guanyin Bodhisattva once stood here.This is the former site of Lotus Nunnery.

An Yisheng woke up again. When he didn't want to die, someone always wanted his life; but when he wanted to die, he couldn't die, which is ridiculous.

The sword hole on An Yisheng's shoulder has been bandaged, and the wound hurts when he moves a little. Xiuhong in front of his eyes is cooking porridge. Did some straws fall from the leaky roof, rolled up some debris and fell into the white billowing room? porridge.

"You saved me again?" An Yisheng said.

Now that Nanny An got the Gu, and gave herself the medicine to restore her appearance, it should be nothing to do with it anymore, she has one life, and whoever wants it will take it.An Yisheng thought about it carefully. In the days to come, he would have no face to go to An Hongdou with Bu Qinghe. In their hearts, he was already a dead person, so it didn't matter if he died or faked his death.No one loves him, no one hates him, and he doesn't know where to go in the future, so he has nothing to love.

For this situation, who should he hate?Hate Nanny An, old lady Bu, and Xiuhong?I still hate my surname An.The dead let it go, he can only choose to hate the living, but no one can make him hate it.

An Yisheng looked at the sky full of stars through the pierced roof, letting his thoughts wander freely.

When the porridge was ready, Xiu Hong carefully removed the sundries blown in by the wind, took a mouthful with a broken spoon, and blew it on her lips.An Yisheng didn't lift his eyelids, and didn't move his lips, he let her feed the bowl of porridge like a living dead, not knowing whether it was hot or not.

Xiu Hong was considerate, put down the porridge bowl, and sat side by side with him facing the weeds outside the broken door.

"You know that this place was originally a plain, and there is a small river on the grass-covered side. The river flows down from the mountain, and it is extremely sweet." Xiu Hong said.

An Yisheng looked at the weedy wasteland, and thought in his mind, Nanny An once said that the more lush the flowers and plants, the more dead bones underneath. ,

Xiu Hong said: "The war back then displaced many people, and Wuzhen was also massacred. The people in the town fled desperately, but some chose to flee to the mountains." A dormant shadow.

Xiu Hong continued: "There are rebels at the foot of the mountain, and there are bandits on the mountain. Many people died here, and the river is full of blood."

Seeing that An Yisheng didn't answer, Xiu Hong sighed and said softly: "You have always been in the Bu Mansion, and you have never seen the outside world. And you always like to immerse yourself in your little thoughts. Is there any hurdle that you can't get over? You go to face them, and the facts will not be what you think."

Hearing these words, An Yisheng turned around and said: "You don't understand, everything in my life is all lies, my sister has fallen into a demon and wants to kill me, I'm just a tool to be used, I still... "

An Yisheng couldn't continue, but Xiuhong said: "It doesn't matter whether it's the truth or a lie, it depends on what you believe. Miss An just didn't recognize the young master, and she didn't want to kill the young master out of sincerity. Only valuable things will be used, and worthless things can only be thrown away!" Xiu Hong said rebelliously.

An Yisheng raised his arm, and the dense red blood spots on it, embroidered with ants, formed a picture of thousands of miles of rivers and mountains. "Look, it's thanks to her not being able to go home, she just attracted some ants, otherwise, would I still be here?"

Xiu Hong lifted it up to look at it, then put it down again.

An Yisheng said: "When I was young, I only thought of her as being naughty, but now I realize that she is vicious by nature, just like those two aunts, this is the blood in my bones, passed down from generation to generation."

Xiu Hong said: "Master, I'm just afraid that Ms. An will feel uneasy and blame herself after she finds out the truth."

There was one more thing An Yisheng didn't say, that was the night with Bu Qinghe in the willow forest by the Xiyuan River, which had always been a knot in his heart.Thinking of this, he turned his head to look at Xiuhong, his eyes were bloodshot.

Xiu Hong didn't evade at all, nor was she ashamed at all: "Young master hates your slaves! Is it because your slaves brought you to Mother An? Or is there something else?"

"During these years, the servants have also thought about whether things would have gone on better if the servants had handed over the young master to the old lady. It's just God's will to trick people. These years, the servants have been serving the young master, but no one cares about the young master. And miserably, since you disappeared, the young master has been depressed, even though Miss An is with you, but the conversation is always about you, until the young master is sure that you are dead, he will not mention it again."

An Yisheng was a little surprised, when did he become so important to Bu Qinghe.

Xiu Hong got up and took out a bow from the broken straw, the young master can see what it is.

An Yisheng's heart softened, he made it for Bu Qinghe by himself, the bow was made of chopped bamboo from the Missy's courtyard, and the strings were improved by stealing Missy's strings.At that time, Cui Xiucai said goodbye and left, the two of them were bored and said that they would take Bu Qinghe out to hunt when he was better.Now things are different, that bow is like a toy, it has never been shot before, An Yisheng pulled it casually, the string is too soft and has no strength.

Xiu Hong said: "At first, the young master took it out to play with from time to time, but later let the slaves throw it away, and the slaves thought about the young master, so they kept it privately."

An Yisheng recalled the past, although it was only a few short years, in the house full of women, the two boys were mean to each other but cherished each other.

Xiu Hong looked up at the sky, black clouds passed by, and some rain fell, and the two moved inward.Xiu Hong said: "When you disappeared, Miss An was very anxious, but later she followed the old lady. Have you ever thought that she has been bent on revenge for you all these years?"

An Yisheng said, "Revenge me! I don't think it's all revenge for me." Although he didn't quite understand, he knew that there were grievances and grievances between generations. Revenge may be a mission of the An family.

Xiu Hong was noncommittal, but did not continue, but said: "As long as there are people who care about you in this world, you have a reason to live."

No matter how much Bu Qinghe cherishes himself, it is based on the level of brothers. Once some things happen, the essence will change, and An Yisheng can't look directly at them.

The rain was getting heavier and heavier, Xiu Hong stood up with a handful of water, and washed her face. An Yisheng found that Xiu Hong's hair was messy and her dress was torn, which perfectly matched the ruined temple.

"Where have you been these days?" An Yisheng asked curiously.

Xiu Hong talked about the day when the brocade was used as bait to lure the tiger away from the mountain, and the old lady Bu was furious and chased him madly.The brocade has many tricks and tricks, cleverly luring the poisonous snake into the dressing table. The dressing table has not been used for many years and it is a little rusty. In addition, the poisonous snake got stuck in it. As a plan, chronic poison/medicine was given to the brocade, and the old lady was fooled, so she took the opportunity to get Gu.

An Yisheng didn't understand, how did Nanny An know that Gu was no longer Bu Qinghe, but in An Hongdou's body.

Xiuhong gave him a tricky look, and An Yisheng had a terrible guess.

Xiu Hong said: "When the Thousand Weaving Gu was born, the whole body needs to be full of qi and blood, the internal fire upper body, high fever..."

Before Xiu Hong finished speaking, An Yisheng knew why he used the love potion, and went to Gu after the intercourse, and felt a chill in his heart. His mother had a panoramic view of what happened with Bu Qinghe that night.

Xiu Hong: "It's easy to cast a Gu, but it's hard to get rid of it. If you don't get a proper arrangement afterwards, you will die of blood."

Disgusting, obscene, dirty, who invented these?An Yisheng retched.Suddenly asked: "Is my sister okay?"

"That girl is fine, the old bitch's fragrant and poisonous hot spring has helped the old lady a lot, otherwise the old lady really has to work hard." A voice not far away said, it was Madam An.

There was an entrance behind the lotus platform where the Buddha statue was placed. It must have been a cellar for avoiding chaos. Nanny An poked her head out of it, picked up the porridge that was beaten by the rain that night, and ate it.

Seeing Nanny An, An Yisheng felt extremely complicated, and when he thought of being seen by Nanny An, An Yisheng felt ashamed.

Nanny An saw through his thoughts at a glance: "Man, don't be coy like a girl. The old woman has seen countless people in her life, and she has seen more live springs/gongs than you eat rice. The matter of Longyang is also a big deal." It's nothing, when the emperor and his elders had a private meeting with ministers in the imperial garden, the old lady was under the bridge, and every detail could be seen clearly.

Neither An Yisheng nor Xiuhong expected that Mrs. Bu would say such shameless and unrestrained words. Embarrassed and at a loss for words, Xiuhong turned her face away, but An Yisheng was stunned and stunned.

Not so Nanny An: "So, what do you care about?"

An Yisheng was speechless, simply unreasonable.Today's atmosphere is open, and it's not uncommon to have a good masculinity, but if it is spread out, it will be despised by others. Besides, even if it is fornication, it has not spread to one's brother.

Mother An couldn't see the expression, but instead asked, "Then what if he is your cousin?"

An Yisheng didn't even think about it: "Then I will marry her."

Nanny An got angry, snapped her fingers and slammed down, "You wicked boy!" An Yisheng had two big bumps on his head.

"Xiu Hong, when picking a man in the future, don't pick someone like him!" Nanny An went out of the cellar after she finished speaking.

Xiu Hong looked at An Yisheng with disappointment in his eyes, he was not as irritable as Nanny An: "What if he isn't your cousin?"

An Yisheng thought about it, if it wasn't for Bu Qinghe, he would just have been taken to a flower house.

Xiuhong: "Do you care whether he is a man or a woman, or whether he is your cousin? Or do you care whether he is Bu Qinghe!"

Yes, anyone can do it, but Bu Qinghe can't.He should marry a wife and have children, and spread branches and leaves for the Bu family. Settling down has harmed the three generations of the Bu family. Does he want the Bu family to be completely in his hands?