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The distance was too far, and the old woman's scattered hair could only be seen trembling in the air.She is too old, so old that she doesn't even want to attach her hair, she deviates from the untight bun, scrambling to taste the evening breeze of youth.

Li Shishi's steps were slow and solemn, Ling Heng's soul was stacked with her, and the power of fear of gods and ghosts exuded from his bones and blood. The night was her best subject, and he pulled up the curtain that everyone avoided for her.

"You..." General Qin uttered a voice, his voice was as hoarse as scratched glass, but he managed to raise his voice in order to maintain the prestige of a handed down general.

"You recognize the old man?" Her surprise was not strong, and she habitually slammed the white gun once when she spoke.

Li Shishi stopped and said, "Learn to make a battle map in Sichuan, mandarin ducks hold military talismans in their sleeves; women are willing to accept it, so why should the general be her husband? Shu brocade robes are self-cut, peach blossoms immediately invite long tassels; there are so many strange men in the world, who would be willing?" Thousands of miles on the sand."

——Peach Blossom Horse, Pewter Spear, Daming Female General, Qin Liangyu.

The poem written by Emperor Sizong of the Ming Dynasty for Qin Liangyu was read from Li Shishi's mouth. It was so clear that it seemed that the heavy dark clouds had been blown away, but her indifferent breathing and long eyes caught the light beam of time again, flickering, Welcome the old woman on the opposite side back to the battlefield in full bloom.

The old woman couldn't remember how many years had passed since she was separated from this poem, the past and the past suddenly entered her ears, and a rush of warm blood rushed to her throat, causing her figure to sway, and her voice sank: "Your Majesty..."

Li Shishi's guess was confirmed, and his eyes fell on her hand holding the gun.

That hand was like rough bark, thinned and glued to the bones. The tendons were propped up like a mountain frame, and there were dry ravines on both sides. She held the gun in an orthodox and powerful posture, and the calluses on the tiger's mouth were pressed white.

She confirmed Qin Liangyu's identity from this gun.The stem is made of white wood, with a curved hook on the top and an iron ring on the bottom, swung to stab the enemy, and fell to the ground to chop the horse.

This white-armed soldier was created by Qin Liangyu, who was unparalleled in bravery and won many battles.

"The general trained soldiers since he was a child. He was good at riding and shooting. He led the white-armed soldiers to win by surprise and made many military exploits. He wiped out the bandits and went deep into the enemy's line. He was famous for the First World War. After the Jin invasion, the general was loyal and courageous. Family wealth raised military pay, went north to aid Liao, turned the Ming Dynasty into victory, and the Eight Banners were frightened."

The bloody fight of a narrow escape was reduced to a few words, and the gold and iron horses were wrapped in shrouds and dried into yellow sand. The old woman raised her head. But even if it's just a silhouette, it's still young and coquettish, making her figure leaning on a spear look like a joke.

When she was young, it was the dragon in her hands, majestic and invincible; now it is her crutch, supporting her from the loess, carrying her unfinished ambition and loyalty.

Li Shishi did not ignore the sparkle in her cloudy eyes, and after giving enough space, he continued: "The general lost his husband in middle age, his son and brother died for the country, and his family is full of loyalty. In the year of destiny, he raised his gun and mounted his horse. Conquer the four cities and break the siege of the capital. The Qing army entered the customs, Chongzhen hanged himself, and the general was over sixty years old and still took command to kill the enemy, desperately guarding the stone pillars."

Before Li Shixi could continue, he only let out a long sigh, and his voice was as soft as Yelu dripping stones: "The general has been in the army all his life, why are you here?"

The sadness came suddenly, perhaps because Li Shiyi noticed the little movement of the old woman pulling her ears back a little.Her eyesight and hearing had been eroded to the point where she had to push her right ear forward to fully hear what Li Shiyi said.

Li Shishi then took a few steps forward, shortening the distance between himself and the old woman.

Seeing the old woman's eyes becoming clearer, and she didn't know whether she had dried the moisture in her eye sockets or regained her sense of sneaking away, she frowned in surprise and sternly, not caring about answering Li Shiyi's question, just Surprised: "What do you look like?!"

She took a small step back, stood trembling, and pointed the spear at Li Shishi defensively.

Li Shiyi frowned.Light footsteps sounded beside her, and Song Shijiu also came forward, took Li Shishi's hand, and exchanged a glance with her.

The gun in the old woman's hand was bouncing, and she drew a circle in the air before falling to the ground. If someone else would have fallen, she could only allow herself to loosen her strength, pumping her violently heaving chest, trembling. He called out in a low voice: "Master Nine...Master Nine?"

The voice was very excited, as if grasping at the straw of life-saving, and also seemed to pay homage devoutly, hoping to wax her lifeless complexion and make her alive for a moment.

She lifted up the corner of her robe with trembling hands, and bent down to kneel down. Song Nineteen was taken aback, and quickly grabbed her arm to stop her. Her hand was between Song Nineteen's wrists, clenched Tightly, the Yin Qi froze Song Nineteen's bones.

The old woman tried her best to stretch her brows, showing the bright light in her eyes very clearly, but Song Nineteen seemed to be strangled by a giant python, making her breathing blocked and unable to utter a word.

She looked at Li Shishi for help, Li Shishi nodded to her reassuringly, stepped forward to stand beside her, and called the old woman back to her senses.

The old woman restrained her emotions, stood still with her long spear, looked at Li Shiyi from top to bottom, and asked suspiciously: "Since you are a good friend of Master Nine, why do you ask me why I am here?"

She looked at Song Nineteen, Song Nineteen's uneasiness rose again, but she didn't want to always rely on Li Eleven, so she whispered: "I lost my memory."

"Amnesia?" the old woman muttered, and soon moved her lips, as if she wanted to say something.

Li Shishi supported her: "Sit down and talk."

The two helped the old woman to sit on a side stone pier, and the mottled tree shadows stretched over her face, like peeling wall skin.She panted, the skin of her throat was pressed tightly, and it took a moment to move her eyeballs. She recalled: "When I was 75, I fell off the horse and rolled down the cliff. When I was dying, I met Master Nine."

"I think it's because I defended the country to the death, my ambition was not rewarded, and I was unwilling, so I felt sorry for the heavens and ordered the nine masters to come down to help me."

"Master Ninth's robe was blown by the wind, and the flowers and plants on the side stopped swaying when she walked. She came from the end of the valley, and I knew she was different from others. So I kowtowed to Master Ninth, begging her to save my life, If the Tartars are not expelled, I will die in peace."

"Master Nine was deeply shocked. After thinking about it for a while, he said that it would help me to live forever. But because it violated the destiny, I had to be moved to Jinyun Mountain, and I was not allowed to talk to outsiders, so as not to leak the secret. I devoted myself to living in seclusion, studying puppet art day and night, and Ye Weibing, just wait for the Qing soldiers to attack again one day, and use Ye Bing to resist them, not to hurt my ministers or soldiers, but also to teach that barbarian that he can't parry."

She hissed slowly, and at the end sighed in her throat, she stroked the back of Song Shijiu's hand carefully, and said: "I don't know how many years have passed, but this Qing soldier has not moved.

Master Ninth is here this time, can I go out of the mountain? "

When she said a word, Song Nineteen's face turned pale by an inch, and in the end she was almost bloodless. Her teeth trembled violently, and she could only bite her lower lip tightly to restrain the coldness that was like falling into a cave.

"How many years?" She felt her goosebumps climbing from her calves like vines and rushing to her beautiful neck. She became a suffocating drowning person in the tide, and what drowned her was her overwhelming sin.

She tightly held the old woman's cold hand, and turned to look at Li Shishi.

It didn't take Li Shishi a moment to understand what she wanted to ask, and she told her helplessly and cruelly: "If a person is alive, he will not be able to ask a word."

Song Nineteen's nostrils twitched violently, and the sourness and pain gathered in his eyes uncontrollably.She understood everything, the old tomb at the foot of the mountain, the solitary tomb with no words or monuments, the answer to "the soul has nowhere to go", and the old general lost by time.

"You have passed away." Li Shishi's calm and gentle voice sounded next to his ears.

The old woman was stunned, her puzzled expression filled with wrinkles, then she mumbled a few times, and finally chose to wait for the truth without saying a word.Only then did Song Nineteen raise his head in a trance, and said, "Nine...I, I didn't let you live forever, but erased your memory of death, and then stopped the time after your death."

Others may not know how much courage she needed to say the word "I". She felt that her limbs and bones were sore and weak like never before, and she was also burdened like never before.

She also understood why she had different senses when entering the cave. She should have used Qin Liangyu's tomb as a magic circle to seal the memory of her death in the cave. , is also a regression.

She was so sad and terrified, she really wanted to throw herself into Li Shiyi's arms and cry without hesitation, and asked her if she believed it was because of the old general's begging that she couldn't bear it, so she came out. This is the best strategy to cover her ears and steal the bell for her.But after all, she was no longer self-willed, just bent her tiny cervical spine, and faced Li Shiyi in a silent silhouette.

After the terrible silence, the old woman let go of Song Nineteen's hand, lifted it up, and then held the white gun in a little panic.With the spear in hand, she regained some sense of security. Her face was calm, she didn't blame anything, she didn't blame anything, she just glanced at Li Shishi again, and asked her: "Just now I asked what you look like, you... Can you tell me?"

She has been trapped in this mountain for too long. Ordinary people who mistakenly enter the forbidden area will go out because of ghosts hitting the wall, or flee down the mountain as if frightened by Ye Bing. They have never had a chance to meet her face to face, so that now , She just saw these two people dressed like this.

Li Shiyi cleverly understood what the old woman meant. She pursed her thin lips and said, "It's the 14th year of the Republic of China."

"More than ten years ago, the Qing Dynasty died." She sighed.

The old woman's old face sank, her eyes stared blankly at the ground, where the miscellaneous leaves were messy, covering layer after layer, if no one's footsteps fiddled, she couldn't see a little bit of the color of the soil.

After a long while, she raised her head, and she seemed to be looking at Li Shishi and Song Shijiu, and she seemed to be looking at the void elsewhere through them.

She asked: "So, where is my Daming?"

The author says:

The deeds of Bai Ganbing and Qin Liangyu refer to the introduction of Baidu Encyclopedia, and there are no reliable records in ancient books.If there are any mistakes or omissions, please correct me.