small rivers and lakes

Le Wuyou didn't sleep well at night, and his spiritual consciousness seemed to float up and down as if he was out of his body. He felt that he was in an endless ocean, with water in all directions, and the tide was surging. , the snow-white waves are shining with mercury, and the streamer is broken into gold...

The golden light is getting brighter and brighter, spreading like a raging flame, the flames are soaring into the sky, there is no wind in the valley, the exquisite wooden buildings are instantly ignited, the gorgeously embroidered and dyed curtains are swallowed by the flames, and the blazing flames soar into the sky, The heat wave was scorching, and there was the sound of swords clashing in my ears...

A tall man fought in blood, his short sword was stained red with blood, and the blood dripping from the mottled sword formed a straight line. Blood spattered his face.

He turned his head, raised his hand to wipe away the bloodstains on his face, revealing a pair of eyes shining like a sea of ​​stars in the firelight, licked the bloodstain on the corner of his lips, and smiled evilly.

Behind him, a woman and her maid, clinging to the baby in her arms, ran away desperately...

The gunpowder smoke gradually extinguished, and the whole valley fell into dead silence. After an unknown period of time, torrential rain fell, dousing the remaining fire, and a thunderous sound of horseshoes came from a distance. A figure in red clothes slowly loomed in the rain. After running wildly for an unknown amount of time, he suddenly neighed and fell into the muddy water, splashing huge bloody water.

The woman in red leaped up, stepped on the rainwater and rushed over, fell madly in the pile of corpses, panting in pain, with trembling hands, picked up a broken head, hugged it tightly in her arms, in the pouring rain Looking up to the sky and weeping...

The deafening sound of the rain was mixed with a faint cry of a baby. The woman suddenly trembled and turned around suddenly. The heavy rain poured down from her head, washing her pale cheeks.

She carefully identified the sound, using her hands and feet to roll and climb, she found a towering tree outside the valley, one side of the tree crown was watered by the rain and hung down to the ground, she pushed aside the branches with her hands, and a wet swaddling baby appeared in front of her eyes.

Staring at the howling baby in the swaddle, she covered her mouth and stuffed the burst of grief into her throat.

A bright flash of lightning tore through the clouds, and the woman jumped up, holding her baby in her arms and jumping out of the tree crown. The dazzling lightning struck the tree fiercely like a sharp sword, and the towering tree collapsed...

"Mother..." Le Wuyou jumped down from the tree and nimbly rushed towards Le Qishu.

Le Qishu turned around with a smile, and opened her arms to catch it, but unexpectedly, Le Wuyou stepped on a fallen leaf with her toes, turned over in the air with her strength, flew past like a light swallow, and pounced on Chai Jingchen's body. back.

The landlord Fengman in a green shirt was holding upside down Chai Kaiyang who was struggling desperately in one hand, but was staggered by Le Wuyou, supported his buttocks with his backhand, and scolded with a smile: "You are promising, dare to sneak attack as a teacher?"

"Hey, Master, did Kai Yang get into trouble again?" Le Wuyou laughed loudly, her two thin legs wrapped around his strong waist, and she suddenly leaned back, hanging on his body like a monkey .

Chai Jingchen was holding one in his hand, another was wrapped around his waist, and he was still walking like flying. He heard the words and said with a smile: "He stole the lotus pond and pinched the double-petaled red flower that your mother carefully cultivated. Do you think it is true?" Didn't cause trouble?"

"Let me go!" Chai Kaiyang struggled and yelled loudly, "It's just a lotus flower, so I'll pinch it, what?"

"Have courage," Le Wuyou slammed the back of his head back, just hitting Chai Kaiyang's face, "Little bitch, I respect you for being a man!"

Chai Jingchen walked under a hundred-year-old willow tree and stopped.

A pair of splendid cloud embroidered shoes appeared in front of his eyes, Chai Kaiyang turned his head stupidly, saw a smiling face, and trembled: "Le... Aunt Le..."

Le Qishu put her hands on her hips, leaned over to his face, and said with a pleasant smile, "My dear boy, tell aunt, what did you choke?"

"It's just one... a lotus flower." Chai Kaiyang shivered with an inexplicable chill running down his spine, "Jin... Miss Liu from the Golden Fenlou loves the most... the red flower..."

"You're only ten years old!" Le Qishu suddenly changed his face, "Go to the boat and stand on my head for two hours!"

"My life is over..." Chai Kaiyang wailed.

Chai Jingchen raised his hand, and Chai Kaiyang, who was still howling, was thrown out immediately. He spread his limbs in mid-air, and grabbed the branches of the big willow tree like a monkey. Using his body to swing, he lightly cut through the void and flew away lotus pond.

Le Wuyou rolled over from Chai Jingchen's waist, and heard Le Qishu's painful groan from beside him: "I spent a lot of effort to cultivate the red lotus...God, why are you so cruel to me?" ?” He couldn't help but burst out laughing.

"Are you still laughing?" Le Qishu was furious, "You little bastard! Stand on your head too!"

Le Wuyou's face turned pale in an instant: "What did I do wrong..."

"If you want to commit a crime, there is no excuse." An old voice said slowly.

In the dimly lit dilapidated house, Le Wuyou lay dying on the bed, almost every bone in his body was broken, and there was a heart-piercing pain from the cracks in the bones, which was truly heart-piercing.

He gritted his teeth tightly, and looked at the void above his head with a ferocious face: "One day when I return to the rivers and lakes, I will definitely tear up those hypocritical faces, behead the enemy's head, destroy the whole family, crush the world alliance, and sacrifice my robe with their blood. Spirit in the sky!"

"How much blood should be sacrificed?"

"It's not enough to pay for my deep hatred without bloodshed."

"It's just to vent the resentment in my heart, and let out a bad breath," the old voice asked, "The enemy killed you with a knife, would you break that knife?"

Le Wuyou struggled and turned his head away, and saw the drizzle outside the curtain, a skinny old man was sitting at the door, his back was hunched, he looked up at the clear water dripping from the corner of the eaves, he was smoking a pipe leisurely, Make a rattling sound.

Amidst the sound of drizzle, the old man's hoarse voice came: "There is a grievance and a debtor. Do you know whether it is a blood-stained knife or the clean hand behind the knife that made the blood debt?"

Le Wuyou clenched his fists tightly, his nails pierced deeply into his flesh, the blood dripping out stained his palms red, but he didn't seem to feel any pain at all, and said in a hateful voice: "I know very well, I'm going to tear him into pieces... "

"Chop into ten thousand pieces?" The old man laughed cheerfully.

Le Wuyou looked at him suspiciously: "Why not?"

The old man took a puff of cigarette slowly, and laughed in a hoarse voice: "Boy, have you heard that it is better to kill than to kill?"

"Kill...kill your heart..." Le Wuyou murmured, "kill...kill your heart...kill..."

"Ayou! Ayou!" A voice sounded in the ear, soft and gentle, but deafening, and occasionally a soft touch fell on the lips.

Le Wuyou opened his eyes suddenly, and saw a dark cave, the bonfire was burning beeping, Zhong Yi hugged his body tightly, the jumping fire reflected in his phoenix eyes, full of strong worry almost overflowed.

"...I'm having a nightmare." He whispered.

"I know," Zhong Yi kissed his icy cheek. Even if the bonfire lasted all night, it still couldn't counteract the severe cold in the cave in midwinter. Warm lips lingered on his face, intending to drive away the chill, and said softly, "You Didn't sleep well all night."

"It's okay, just wake up," Le Wuyou smiled freely, patted the back of his head, indicating that there is no need to worry, and looked outside the cave, only to see a vast snow scene outside the world, the snow reflected the sky, like daytime, "now What time is it?"

Zhong Yi smiled wryly: "There are no calendar days in the mountains, how can I know what time it is, anyway, the sun has not yet risen, so let's count it as the fifth watch."

Le Wuyou turned her head and looked to the side, and saw Le Qishu lying on her side next to a boulder, sleeping peacefully, and Jiubao lying near her, almost drooling from sleep.

On the other side, Mr. Wei sat by the bonfire, sent a piece of wood into the fire, stared blankly at the flames, four of the eight horses of the Dragon King were guarding the entrance of the cave, and the other four seemed to be scattered in the cave, but they were actually arranged in neat rows. Sitting cross-legged in order, I don't know whether to meditate or sleep soundly.

Not far from them, Long Yunteng was lying on his back, with one hand placed half a foot above Su Yuhen's head, making a gesture to wrap him in his arms, but Su Yuhen was far away from him, his thin body wrapped in sable fur. In it, like a curled up big fox, a snow-white foot stretched out from the sable fur, and put it into Long Yunteng's arms bullyingly.

Le Wuyou chuckled lightly, and stretched his arms around Zhong Yi's neck: "Since the sun hasn't risen yet, we might as well go back to sleep again."

Zhong Yi lay down with her arms around him, her big hands pressed against his vest, warm and stable, she whispered: "Well, sleep at ease, I will hold you, if you have nightmares again, I will wake you up immediately."

The two fell asleep hugging each other, Le Wuyou squirmed a few times, put his head into his shoulder, sniffed the familiar breath, and said with a smile: "It seems that we rarely have such quiet time, and we are always exhausted."

"Be patient," Zhong Yi looked at the stone top of the cave, his eyes were indifferent, but his voice was as warm as a spring breeze, "The dark night will always pass, and we will have nothing to do with each other in the future. I am afraid it will take a few days for such a quiet time. Ten, hundreds of years, I'm afraid you will get tired of shouting by then."

"How come?" Le Wuyou squinted his eyes, as if he was half asleep, and said in a muffled voice, "How can I get tired of being with you?"

Zhong Yi laughed silently, as if seeing flowers blooming on the black stones on the top of the cave, the indifference in his eyes was swept away, and a spring-like smile appeared briefly, and he said angrily: "Then you still have to live forever!" Dislike me for talking too much, in fact, every time I talk, it is for..."

"Oh," Le Wuyou interrupted him, and changed his words politely, "As long as you keep your mouth shut, even if you stay together for tens of millions of years, you will only feel peaceful and peaceful, and you will never get bored."

"..." Zhong Yi felt that the flowers blooming on the top of the cave all withered.

"Ah Jue," Le Wuyou murmured, "I just dreamed about some of the past, and some... scenes I have never seen before."

"Huh?" Zhong Yi turned to look at him.

Seeing him with his eyes closed, his face was calm, neither sad nor happy, he said softly: "I dreamed of the sea, and then I seemed to be in a valley again, there was a big fire, and then there was a torrential rain, I saw a The woman in red came riding a horse and braved the rain, her sword is shining...it shines on the gallbladder."

Zhong Yi's heart skipped a beat, with a vague feeling of touching some secret past, and asked in a low voice, "Isn't the Zhaodan sword Aunt Le's sword?"

"It's mother, but she seems to be very young, but she looks so sad that I have never seen before. She took a baby out of the rain..." Le Wuyou suddenly opened his eyes, and the watery eyes looked straight at her. Looking at Zhong Yi, "Is that me?"

Zhong Yi was dumb, and opened his mouth, not knowing what to say. In fact, he had already guessed that his Ayou was not Le Qishu's own. For lovers, once they know who their biological parents are, they have to search for it. Why not investigate secretly first, and after finding out everything, send the truth directly to him.

Not hearing his reply, Le Wuyou said in a nasty voice, "Why don't you talk? Where's your chattering tongue?"

"Here." Zhong Yi opened his mouth, revealing his scarlet tongue.

Le Wuyou looked at him expressionlessly.

Zhong Yi smiled, leaned forward and kissed his lips, hugged Le Wuyou into her arms, and said softly: "I know what you are thinking, Ayou, maybe there is some secret hidden in your life experience, some conspiracy, or something Bloody enmity, but you still grow into what you are today, don’t you? If that baby was you, it was Aunt Le who gave you a new life. She has never told you about your biological parents for so many years. It may be that the incident was too tragic, and it will do you no harm but no benefit."

Le Wuyou thought for a while, then nodded: "You are right."

"If you really want to know what happened back then, I'll just send someone to investigate," Zhong Yi said, "At that time, we will repay kindness and revenge, and we will do our duty as sons and daughters."

Le Wuyou didn't know what came to mind, she laughed, closed her eyes reassuringly, and murmured with a smile: "Ah Jue, you seem to be omnipotent."

Anyone who is praised by the person next to the pillow will be happy, Zhong Yi was startled, bit her lower lip suddenly, an uncontrollable smile surged upwards from the corner of her lips, it felt as if a heavy flower was gradually opening in the bottom of her heart, and again It seems to be full of the tide of spring, and under the influence of the warm wind, it ripples layer upon layer.

His breathing became slightly heavy, his arms tightened, he hugged Le Wuyou tightly in his arms, his legs tightly clamped his long and flexible legs, and he said with a rough laugh: "People don't become powerful for no reason, unless, they There are people who want to protect. Ten years ago, I was just a beggar living in Jinling. One day, I saw a fairy in white flying through the window, as if a light suddenly fell from the gray sky. My mother forced me to remember it when I was young. All the poems and essays below came out, and I immediately understood what is meant by 'the water is shining brightly and the sun is good', and what is meant by 'the radiant light, the floating tiles and the green are uneven'."

"Did you put honey on your mouth?" Le Wuyou scolded with a smile, "Did you pick me with sweet words?"

"It's not rhetoric," Zhong Yi said in a low voice, "At that time, I was living in chaos and precarious, Ayou, you were the first person to treat me kindly, I think, this fairy has a kind heart and is so handsome, Even if I was a sword servant boy for him, I would have no regrets in my life, but unexpectedly, before I climbed Tianque Mountain, something happened to Fengmanlou."

Remembering the little beggar that day when he saw swords, lights and swords, he did not retreat but advanced, and wanted to take him away, Le Wuyou smiled and said: "How old were you at that time, and you entered such a dangerous situation by mistake, Not even a trace of fear."

Zhong Yi looked at the void, the smile on his face faded, and he shook his head with a wry smile, but he didn't explain when he developed the courage, he just said: "Seeing you fall off the cliff, I thought at that time, why do you always have me Come to experience despair, probably because I'm always in a bad situation."

Le Wuyou felt a little sore in his heart, he was a son and daughter of the Jianghu, he knew how hard it was to practice, and Zhong Yi had practiced to such a level in just ten years, what kind of hardships did he put behind it.