When the cannon fodder was swept away by everyone! [Quick Transmigration]

In March Jiangnan, the green willows sing, and the clear waters of the river reflect the peach blossoms.

Tan Yi sat on the bank, with one leg bent and a willow leaf in his mouth, looking at the spring scenery on the other side.The breeze lifted the corner of his clothes, and the gold and jade rings jingled, but he didn't look back.

Shen Mo stood behind him, only looking down at his side face, light yellow sword tassels and light blue clothes fluttered in the wind.

Suddenly, Tan Yi took the willow leaves out of his mouth and said, "Actually, this kind of life is not bad. You can see the mountains, the water, and the beauties."

Speaking of the three words "Looking at the beauty", Tan Yi turned his head, under his long eyebrows, a pair of eyes as red as glazed glass lightly swept over the person behind him, and the smile on his face was not serious.

Shen Mo shook his head and sighed softly, but his eyes were indulgent.He sat down too, as if to make it easier for him to see.

Looking at it, Tan Yi suppressed his smile, with a worried look on his brows, "Little senior brother, you have been stabbed so many swords, and your cultivation base has been greatly damaged. I am really worried that when your luck will be unlucky, your enemies will come to your door." , was accidentally beaten to death."

Shen Mo said, "Life and death are predestined, and there is no need to force yourself to practice."

Tan Yi sighed, lowered his head sullenly and pulled out the blades of grass on the ground until they were ragged and disfigured.He said, "No, I have to build you a peerless sword, which will make people frightened before it is unsheathed. In this way, no one will dare to trouble you again."

He repeatedly chewed the four words "Hearing the Wind and Frightening", he seemed to think that the words were very clever, he raised his head and smiled, and the sword that had no shadows immediately had a name.

"Since you want to be frightened by the wind, then this sword should be called 'Chengfeng', does it sound good!"

Shen Mo looked at his smiling face without blinking, as if he would never get tired of watching it.After a while, he said softly, "It's all good."

It was dusk, the faint setting sun passed through the willow branches, and Tan Yi's smile seemed to disappear in the warm yellow light.Shen Mo hastily stretched out his hand to grab it, but it was in vain.

In an instant, his chest seemed to be hit hard by something, and he was full of panic and helplessness.At this time, he suddenly heard a few joyous laughter, accompanied by the sound of rushing water.

He looked back, and saw that Tan Yi had jumped into the water at some point, his trousers were rolled up to his knees, and his two white legs were looming under the water.He raised his hands high and said with a smile, "Haha, I caught a big fish!"

"Little brother, eat fish tonight!" Tan Yi greeted him, his brows were full of spirits, as if tomorrow in the sky couldn't compare to him.

"Well, eat fish." Shen Mo nodded, forgetting that he never ate meat, he quickly reached out to take the hand that Tan Yi handed over, as if he was afraid of being a step late.

Seeing that the hand was about to be handed over to him, everything suddenly faded away quietly.

The laughter went away with the wind, and a smear of red clothes turned into blood, slowly staining his entire vision...

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Peach blossoms were scattered all over the courtyard, Shen Mo woke up from a dream, and there were two swords on the table beside him, with the words "Yunlan" and "Chengfeng" engraved on the sword body respectively.

In his arms was a body that was already icy cold.

Tan Yi lay in his arms, eyes closed, and fell asleep forever.

It's been three months.Shen Mo hugged Tan Yi tightly, for three whole months, Tan Yi died, it has been three months, he can no longer lie to himself, he can wake up again.

He originally thought that the pain of annihilation was already the most unbearable pain in the world, but after Tan Yi died, he felt another completely different kind of heart-piercing pain.

Witnessing the massacre of Canglan Mountain with his own eyes, he wished he could kill his enemy immediately; after Tan Yi died, he felt that his heart was broken, and he even forgot his hatred, and only wanted to...die with him.

Without him, this world is meaningless to him.

For three months, he recalled the memory of being with Tanyi every day.

When they met for the first time, he only felt that there are such frivolous and dissolute people in this world, who are shameless and undisciplined, which is really a shame to the monks in the world.When we met for the second time, his behavior intensified and even broke into him while he was taking a bath, which made him very embarrassed.

But for some reason, he couldn't help but slowly started to care about him, and couldn't help thinking about him, looking forward to his appearance, but also afraid of his appearance...

In front of him, he has never been able to control himself.

He thought of a song that Tan Yi liked to hum. In the past, he always felt that the wind and dust were too heavy, but now he realized that every sentence in the song was deeply rooted.

Tan Yi is gone, even if there are thousands of styles in the world, what is it to him?

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In the morning of early spring, there is still a bit of coldness in the air that has not dissipated from winter.

The shopkeeper opened the wooden door. Seeing the dark sky, he really couldn't figure out why he had to wake up so early for this kind of business.The whole street is deserted and deserted, and it doesn't look like there will be any business coming.

The shopkeeper was dozing off by himself, when suddenly he heard a few knocking sounds.He woke up suddenly, horrified in his heart, looked up, and saw a pale, frightened half to death, almost thought he was seeing a ghost in daylight.

However, it is still possible to distinguish clearly whether it is a human or a ghost.The shopkeeper blinked vigorously a few times, and finally saw that the person in front of him was actually a young man, a very handsome young man with a dignified appearance, and he was full of integrity.

It's just... the shopkeeper couldn't help but be speechless.It is very common for people who come to his place to be dressed in plain clothes, and there are not a few people with white hair. It is not surprising that there are young people and old people, but there is nothing like today.

"Little brother," the shopkeeper looked up and down at the person in front of him, "You...you are so young, why is your hair all white?"

The person who came did not speak, his face was full of indifference, and he couldn't tell whether it was sadness or joy.

The shopkeeper realized that he might be talking too much, and quickly coughed twice, "What do you want to buy, the guest officer?"

There was another long silence.

The shopkeeper waited and waited, and when he almost got impatient, he heard the white-haired young man say slowly, "A coffin."

His voice was hoarse and rough, and he trembled slightly when he spoke. It was unknown whether he hadn't spoken for a long, long time, or he had been crying heartbreakingly for ten days and a half months.

The shopkeeper heard this person's voice, so he didn't say any more unnecessary words, and he didn't introduce any coffins to prevent rain, fire, insects and bites, and any coffins to keep the body from decaying for thousands of years, so he picked out the best one.

The young man paid the money very readily, but when he was about to pick up the coffin, his hand seemed to be heavy, and he couldn't lift it for a long time.

The shopkeeper was about to help, but saw that the young man quickly picked up the coffin in one go, and left with steady steps, but the seemingly straight back seemed to be desolate and desolate no matter how you looked at it.

The shopkeeper stood and watched for a long time, shook his head and sighed, then turned and closed the shop door.

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On Luoxia Peak, next to an opened coffin, Shen Mo hugged Tan Yi, standing blankly, his body was blown to pieces by the wind.

When going up the mountain, it was still the twilight of the morning light, but now the mountain is full of sunset.The fiery red clouds shine on Luoxia Peak, which is indescribably magnificent and dreamy.

It's been three months, and it's time for him to let Tan Yi die.Shen Mo looked at the person in his arms, and bent down to put him into the coffin.

Tan Yi's body has been washed a long time ago, and the clothes on his body are also extremely clean. His complexion is even a little rosy, and he seems to be asleep when his eyes are closed. Talk to him about what to eat tonight, or what strange new things happened in someone's house.

The more Shen Mo thought about it, the sadder he felt.She had clearly decided to let Tan Yi be buried, but when she wanted to let go, she couldn't bear to let him go, she couldn't let him go, and put him in the cold, dry coffin.

However, he finally let go.He knelt beside the coffin, watching the sunset glow on Tan Yi's face, making him more alive.

A few unknown birds chirped, Shen Mo suddenly held Tan Yi's face in his hands, and said eagerly, "The peonies in Luoyang City are blooming, Tan Yi, let's go and see together, okay?"

He opened his eyes wide, expecting to see them open again.In fact, why peonies bloom in March, it's just that he thought that Tan Yi likes peonies the most, and every year when May comes, he will rush to see them, appreciating them all the way, and there are countless varieties.

Occasionally, on a whim, he would take away a pot at a high price, although each time he kept it for less than three months.

This is the first time for Shen Mo to tell a lie, but he can't care about anything else, holding Tan Yi's face with trembling hands, but he can only feel the cold temperature, Tan Yi really won't wake up, never will .

A tear rolled down from his eyes and dripped on Tan Yi's face, Tan Yi was still the same, nothing changed.

After an unknown amount of time, Shen Mo stood up slowly, with snow-white hair hanging down his chest, his eyes were still looking at Tan Yi, his eyebrows, his eyes, and his lips... Take a look, One less glance.

The heavy coffin lid lay on the side, he lifted it with both hands, and pressed heavily on it.

The coffin lid was slowly pushed up, and the purple-black sandalwood covered Tan Yi's legs, and then went up to cover his peacefully folded hands until he reached that handsome and familiar face.

Shen Mo grabbed the coffin lid with his hands, almost pressing a few deep fingerprints on it.Once closed, Tan Yi really left him forever.He could no longer hear his smiling voice, nor could he see his incoherent smile.

In the small courtyard, there are still sword marks from his sword practice on the bluestone slab; the cold air of this winter has been left for too long, and the peach blossoms in the courtyard have not yet bloomed... There are still many things that have not been done yet, Why are you willing to leave?

Shen Mo closed his eyes, and finally pushed the coffin lid firmly.With a heavy muffled sound, Tan Yi was locked inside, but he lay heavily on the coffin, unable to get up for a long time, the red sandalwood was wet.