devil may cry

Chapter No.17. The Tenth Day of October

At the end of September, lanterns and wine flags were hung in front of the Yankai Inn, drinks and meals were prepared, and two firecrackers were set off. The owner Zhu and his family were invited to have a meal. It's business as usual except for a few guests.

The Central Plains is not as strict as foreign countries, and more open and hospitable, but Beiming's family traced back three generations and was the people of ancient Shu, the most respected state in the world, so there was a custom of opening altars to worship ancestors on the tenth day of October.

Now that he can't go home, Bei Mingyan prepared his things early. After breakfast, he will go to Qingchong Mountain, a hundred miles away, to worship his parents. Their Bei Ming's home is far away in the northernmost place of the Central Plains. But he prefers Lingnan, crossing the entire Central Plains and planning to settle here, but he doesn't want to sleep here too.

Ye Xiaoyun knew that their family had a lot of rules. When drinking water, you should first turn the teacup to wet the rim of the cup before drinking, and you should not sit and eat for more than a quarter of an hour... Anyway, Ayan told him, but he couldn't remember it either.

In short, the carriage was prepared first, and when Bei Mingyan came out with big bags and small bags, Xiao Yan couldn't help but look at him with admiration.

Qingchong Mountain is not too far away, and with Bei Mingyan's lightness kung fu, it would be enough to come back before dark, so he thought it was just a burden to go on the road.

"Ayan, I wanted to go with you to meet my godfather and mother, but Xiao Xiao accidentally ate my 'wine sticks' a few days ago, so I had to stay and watch him..." Ye Xiaoyun opened his eyes and said When talking nonsense, Xiao Yan's eyes that had been idle for thousands of years were wide open: Would he not know what medicine is, and just take it casually? !ah? !

But Ye Xiaoyun glanced back at him, smiled at him uprightly, and he snorted coldly and turned his head away, muddling along.

Bei Mingyan said: "It's okay. I will come back before dark."

Ye Xiaoyun was still worried, his eyes rolled in their sockets, and suddenly seemed to think of something: "Hey! Where is the leader of our martial arts? Ask him to go with you."

"Poor acting skills." Xiao Yan muttered softly at the side.

"This... small matter, how can you bother him?"

Ye Xiaoyun smiled and said, "Small matter? I think he is eager to go!"

"You know it again. Well, Ayun, it will be noon if we delay any longer," Bei Mingyan was about to walk around him, and walked upstairs alone.

Ye Xiaoyun withdrew her figure to make way for Bei Mingyan, and her smile became deeper and deeper: "Look at what I said? Seeing your parents can't be a trivial matter..."

These words made Bei Mingyan anxious: "Ayun!"

Ye Xiaoyun stuck out her tongue at him: "Xue Luoqian, Ayan has been waiting for you for a long time, why did you go?"

"Bath," Xue Luo moved down, saw a carriage parked outside the door, Bei Mingyan was dressed dignifiedly, and asked, "Where are you going?"

"Qing Chongshan..."

Xue Luoqian nodded and went out, got on the edge of the car and took the reins, Ye Xiaoyun pushed Bei Mingyan who was stunned, and said in his ear: "This is the territory of the Xue family, can you tell him to take you there?" Just right?" Bei Mingyan was pushed into the car by him all the way, Ye Xiaoyun and Xiao Yan stood outside the door to watch them leave, tut-tsk said: "The leader of the martial arts alliance is a coachman, how many people in the world can have such a style?"

The carriage traveled smoothly all the way, but within an hour they arrived at the foot of Qingchong Mountain, the two found an inn at the foot of the mountain for dinner, after dinner they packed their things and went up the mountain.

The carriage Xiao Yan found was not big, and Bei Mingyan couldn't use his legs when sitting with a load of baggage, and he was too embarrassed to sit outside beside Xue Luoqian.

When Xue Luoqian stopped the carriage and opened the curtain, he was stunned, and complex emotions appeared on his indifferent face: he knew about Gu Shu, but he didn't know that Gu Shu needed so many things to worship his ancestors.

Bei Mingyan was wronged.

When Bei Mingyan got off the carriage, his legs and feet were numb, and he almost staggered and fell down when he got off the carriage. Fortunately, Xue Luoqian had quick eyesight and quick hands, and grabbed his waist to stabilize his figure. After that, both of them froze, and then spoke at the same time:

"Thank you..."

"excuse me."

Xue Luoqian let him go and leaned over to get the baggage in the carriage, avoiding him intentionally or unintentionally, and asked in a low voice, "Do you have to bring all these?"

Bei Mingyan shook his head hurriedly: "No, take those gray bundles, and the rest are some clothes, which are used to help the poor at the foot of Qingchong Mountain."

Xue Luoqian turned around: "Aid?" To buy new clothes?

I don't know if it's an illusion, Bei Mingyan always felt that his fair face was stained with a light color, and before he had time to take a closer look, he turned his head away again, and Bei Mingyan thought he was wrong: "This is My father and mother entrusted me to do what I can every time I worship, and it is only our family that owes the world."

His voice became smaller and smaller as he was afraid to scare anyone, Xue Luoqian paused, and came out with a few packages he designated: "If you want to say owe, I think the world owes you .”

What does this mean, but don't you think that the tricks behind their backs are detrimental?But Xue Luoqian only said this, and he didn't ask any more questions.

The rest of the things were put in the inn, and Xue Luoqian brought three bags with him when he went up the mountain, all of which were carried by Xue Luoqian. It’s not that Bei Mingyan didn’t want to take over one, but Xue Luoqian swept over his leg and said, “I just stood in the capital. I can't stand still." He remembered the scene when he got off the carriage, and stopped talking.

In fact, it was just a lack of blood flow, and the time for two cups of tea would be good, but Xue Luoqian's tall and straight figure in white clothes walked in front of him, and he suddenly didn't want to explain anymore.

In the afternoon, the two finally reached the top. Qingchong Mountain is not high, but there are many trees, tall and lush, and the weeds on the roadside grow up to their waists. A large road and countless small roads open up the way up the mountain. Sometimes walking on the main road and sometimes on the small road, Xue Luoqian's footsteps are not fast, so the journey down is not very strenuous, and it didn't take long to arrive. Bei Mingyan couldn't help asking: "Mr. Xue has been to Qingchong Mountain?"

Xue Luoqian nodded: "I came here a few years ago. Qingchong is more or less famous in Lingnan." He turned his face sideways and spoke to Bei Mingyan, with a beautiful arc from his neck to his jaw. My heart skipped a beat: "Really..."

"Yes. Qingchong is also known as Wanzang Mountain." Xue Luoqian paused for a moment, as if he was choosing his words carefully: "The Central Plains is slightly different from the ancient Shu. At the turn of mid-spring and late spring, it is Qingming Festival, and there are relatives buried nearby. I will go up the mountain to worship, and there are not many people going up the mountain in normal times."

Xue Luoqian is the illegitimate son of Xue Luosi, the second son of the Xue family. He gained a foothold in the Xue family because of his martial arts prodigy and won the position of the leader of the martial arts alliance. His parents died when he was very young, and his mother didn't even last Bei Mingyan knew about going back to Xue's house with his father, but what he didn't know was: "Young Master Xue's parents also..."

Xue Luoqian seemed to know that he wanted to ask such a question, and said without hesitation: "They are buried in the mountain behind Xue's house."

Just as they were talking, the two had already circled to the side of the top of the mountain, and their sight suddenly became wider. On the green grass, there were tombs one after another. No one went up the mountain in October, and the whole cemetery looked empty. Even the wind never blows, the grass and trees are quiet.

"It's just behind," Bei Mingyan led the way this time, "I haven't been here for a long time, and my family has been taking care of me all these years." But nothing has changed. The wine cup and three empty wine glasses probably belonged to the two younger brothers who came up the mountain before leaving.

He grew up with his master since he was a child, worshiping his parents on his own altar, but it was only two years ago that he really knew that his parents' bones were far away in Lingnan. The first time he came two years ago was in the middle of the night.

Xue Luoqian stood behind him and watched quietly. Bei Mingyan took out a food box from the bag, but most of it was wine: "My father and mother love to drink most of their life. Mother can drink more than father. You can drink a thousand cups without getting drunk." "He took out another family tree and put it in front of the tombstone; there were also three ranking statues, with the words: Beiming Quelan, Beimingnian, and Su Xingyue.

According to the rules of ancient Shu, a daughter's family recruits a son-in-law, and the children follow their mother's surname. Bei Mingnian is the second daughter of Beiming Quelan, and there is an older brother, Beimingqi.

Then this Su Xingyue is Bei Mingyan's father.

At the end is a white jade statue, which is a woman. Xue Luoqian didn't know who it was, but Bei Mingyan said: "This is the goddess in the legend of ancient Shu, Tianyue girl." Then she turned her head and looked at Xue with regret. Luo Qian: "We... believe this..."

Xue Luoqian shook his head, and squatted with him in front of the tombstone to place things. He didn't come here often, but it wasn't like he never came here, but he didn't know that Bei Mingyan's parents were buried here.

Besides, even if he knew, what's the use?Worship, and in what capacity?Thinking of this, he couldn't help looking at Bei Mingyan. Bei Mingyan's eyes were red, but he didn't cry, and seeing that his hands couldn't be bent heavily, Xue Luoqian felt even more regretful, and blamed himself for his carelessness many times in his heart.

He was not afraid that Beimingyan would be sad because of the blow, he was just afraid that Beimingyan would not come back, and that he was helpless.

"Be a couple in life, and share a grave together after death. If love is deep and righteous, there will be no regrets." When he said this, he thought of his parents. They were not as good as Bei Mingyan's parents. During the years of parting from life to death, he witnessed with his own eyes that his father, who was usually a flirtatious young man, became old and decadent, and finally separated from each other after his death.

Just now he said that his father and mother were buried in the back mountain of Xue's house. That was just a plaque that his father and he secretly set up for his mother. The plaque enshrined in the ancestral hall of Xue's family still has no mother's name on it. She died outside. Later, he also wandered outside, separated from his father's family.

Suddenly, he saw two tears rolling down Beimingyan's pale face, and just as he was about to subconsciously raise his hand, he heard a rustle in the grass behind him.

Bei Mingyan also heard it, and quickly wiped away the tears and stood up.But in an instant, a group of ghostly men in black appeared in front of the two of them. There were a large number of people. At a glance, there were at least a hundred people.

He didn't bring a sword, Xue Luoqian drew out Fengshan to block himself, and the white clothes blocked the black clothes.

The scene in front of me seemed familiar.

The author has something to say:

"They were buried in the mountain behind Xue's house."