Still pity the grass and trees

Under Ji Tanyin's strong request, Xie Wufeng hastily bandaged the wound on his left shoulder, then sat cross-legged, silently recited the "Fire Yang Sutra" mental method, and practiced for a week.

Ji Tanyin helped him wipe the sword, the blood on the Chensha sword had dried up, and he had to pull it hard to restore the cleanliness of the sword.When doing this, he couldn't help but think of the fierce fight in the evening, so he took a deep look at Xie Wufeng.

He doesn't understand.Xie Wufeng is a mystery, a fog, a vortex, and a monster. He is the one who kills without blinking an eye, and he is the one who hugs him tightly.Only then did Ji Tanyin feel a little fear, and he showed his fragile side again, which made people feel at a loss.

The most hateful thing is that even so, Ji Tanyin is still strongly attracted to him, and his desire to get closer does not decrease but increases.

Xie Wufeng dispersed the scorching true energy to his limbs and bones, suppressed the cold disease and the poison of the demon tree, and heaved a sigh of relief.He opened his eyes, saw Ji Tanyin staring at him blankly, and said with a smile, "What's wrong?"

Ji Tanyin shook his head, handed Chensha Sword to him, took out the bear skin from the bundle, and said: "You wrap it up, later—" He couldn't think of a suitable wording, and finally used a weird Say, "It's going to get cold again later!"

Xie Wufeng frowned: "I want to take a bath, and it smells very bad after being stained with this dirty blood."

Ji Tanyin was angry: "You are wanted for a reward, and it is not convenient to enter the city. You are in the wild mountains, where can you find water?"

Xie Wufeng seemed very depressed, he sat down on the grass and let out an "ah".

"You..." Ji Tanyin finally couldn't help it, and asked, "What's wrong with you and the Chongyang Nine Sons?"

"Killed one of their brothers."

"Of course I know, but why did you kill?" Ji Tanyin swallowed, trying to relax her tense voice.

This question is very important, he was uneasy, but Xie Wufeng looked indifferent, and said casually: "He is too noisy, it affects my sleep."

"Ah?" Ji Tanyin felt like punching the cotton with an iron fist, and stomped his feet angrily, "You tell the truth!"

"It's the truth. His duck voice is terrible, and Wen Muqing has been screaming and has a headache."

"Wen Muqing?" Ji Tanyin felt that the name sounded familiar. After a little thought, joy suddenly appeared on his face, and his voice rose unconsciously, with admiration and satisfaction: "It's Miss Wen from Ren Chengwei! It turns out to be Chongyang Nine Zi Jie kidnapped her, you rescue her!"

"By the way, the main reason is that they are too noisy."

Ji Tanyin pouted her lower lip, with an expression of "I've already seen through you".He can finally be sure that he did not admit his mistakes, Xie Wufeng is a decent person, although he always pretends to be indifferent and refuses all praise.

Xie Wufeng held his chin with his left hand, saw the change in his expression, and asked with a half-smile: "Is it important to A Yin whether I am a good person? Could it be that I am a wicked person, and A Yin doesn't love me?"

The word "love" was like a heavy hammer, knocking Ji Tanyin's three souls and seven souls out of place. He opened his mouth and curled up his hands hanging by his side helplessly, and stammered: "You, don't talk nonsense."

Xie Wufeng frowned pitifully, curled the corners of his mouth, and could not speak clearly: "Why, doesn't Ah Yin love me? Then why are your eyes swollen from crying?"

If it weren't for his handsome face, this expression could be called funny.Ji Tanyin calmed down a little, and finally found a use for her hand, which had nowhere to rest, and raised it to touch her eyes.

Is it swollen?he does not know.

"I just treat you as a big brother, we are all men, you...you..." Ji Tanyin glanced at Xie Wufeng between his fingers, flustered, "I treat you like my senior brother!"

Xie Wufeng raised his eyebrows, and said in surprise: "Really? When I arrived in Xiangyang, I have to ask Li Chengyang, did you sleep with him, and—"

Ji Tanyin blushed and interrupted him loudly: "Who slept with you! There's nothing you can do in the wild!"

Xie Wufeng laughed.

After eating some dry food, they lay down to rest, planning to continue their journey in the morning.Ji Tanyin dug out a few rough old clothes from the bag, and covered Xie Wufeng all over.

"It's okay, I'm fine."

"Who knew you!" Ji Tanyin's eyes were slightly red, "What if—"

Xie Wufeng remained silent. Seeing Ji Tanyin's low voice, he casually grabbed a pair of narrow trousers on his body, brought it to the tip of his nose and smelled it, his face intoxicated: "Well, the smell of Ayin."

Ji Tanyin has dealt with decent people since she was a child, and she has never seen this kind of rogue's tricks.One was caught off guard, and Xie Wufeng grabbed his ankle and dragged him down in his arms.

It is said to be sleeping, but in fact, everyone has a lot of thoughts, and none of them can sleep.

Ji Tanyin is a person who can't hide his words, this time he was able to hold back his questions, which surprised Xie Wufeng, and tentatively said: "If you don't ask me, how could it be - cold?"

With his back turned to him, Ji Tanyin shrugged his shoulders stiffly, and said in a low voice, "You won't tell the truth even if you ask."

"I didn't swear that I would never lie to you again."

After a while of silence, Ji Tanyin said: "Who knows whether your oath is true or not."

Xie Wufeng smiled softly.He rested his left hand on Ji Tanyin's thin waist, and his fingertips hung down, tapping on the young man's firm belly one by one.

Ji Tanyin seemed to feel itchy, and moved uneasily, her legs curled up.

After being silent for a while, he finally couldn't bear it anymore and asked, "What's the matter with you?"

"You take my pulse."

Ji Tanyin turned around slowly, facing Xie Wufeng face to face, looking at him suspiciously and cautiously.Martial arts practitioners always refrain from having their veins pinned to detect their internal strength, so he dare not act hastily.

Xie Wufeng gestured with his eyes and told him it was okay.

Ji Tanyin hesitantly put his index finger and middle finger on the pulse gate, and immediately felt a domineering and hot zhenqi penetrate into the skin, he flicked his fingertips with a low cry, and looked at Xie Wufeng in surprise: "What internal strength did you practice?"

""Fire Yang Sutra", have you heard of it?"

Ji Tanyin shook her head, and asked worriedly: "Won't such hot inner breath damage the meridians and lungs?"

Xie Wufeng withdrew his hand, and said nonchalantly: "Of course ordinary people can't practice it, but I have a special constitution, and the cold air in my body is raging. I must practice this exercise to suppress it."

"Why is there a cold, have you been poisoned?"

"Having won, there are a hundred and eighty kinds."

Ji Tanyin raised his head suddenly, his hair fell down on the pillow, his eyes were wide open, shock, sadness, sympathy, and many emotions were in it.

Xie Wufeng felt a little regretful, he admitted that he said that on purpose, and wanted to test Ji Tanyin's reaction.Over the years, he has never had the habit of confiding, nor does he want cheap sympathy, but on such an unremarkable night, he actually did something stupid with a ghost.

Ji Tanyin muttered: "Why?"

"This is going to start with my mother. Do you remember the Furong Garden in Luyi? My mother used to be the number one there. She was very beautiful when she was young," Xie Wufeng said with a narrow smile, "better than your Zihe girl Much more beautiful."

Xie Wufeng's mother's name is Xie Wenxue, her fame spread far and wide back then, many dandies and literati in Henan and Shandong flocked to her.She was bought by the bustard since she was a child, and she was trapped in the brothel all year round, without seeing the sun and suffering unbearably.One day when I was sitting by the street, I saw a young man galloping past, tall and straight, handsome and unrestrained, I couldn't help throwing out the purse in my hand.The young man picked up the purse and looked at Xie Wenxue with a heart of love spontaneously, so they came to meet that night.

A relationship begins here.

Wenxue is good at playing the piano, and the young man is proficient in rhythm. The two of them are far more than that together.They were always tired of being together during those days, and the young man spent a lot of money on Wen Xuehao, which became a good story for a while.Wenxue just thinks about him every day and hopes that he will come. She doesn't see anyone else, and doesn't care about other things.The young man stayed in Luyi for three months. Before leaving, he rubbed his ears and left a jade pendant as a token. He promised to redeem her body and marry her as a concubine after the matter was completed.

A few days after he left, Wenxue found out that she was pregnant, and tried every means to give birth to the child.Those days were very hard, Wenxue's value plummeted because of her pregnancy, the old bustard beat her frequently, and tried her best to get rid of the child.Fortunately, she was always generous, and the sisters in the courtyard secretly supported her, which was why Xie Wufeng was born.

After giving birth, the madam forced her to pick up guests again, asking Xue if she refused, waiting for her lover.Soon, all the gold and silver she had saved for many years was looted by the madam, and she was reduced to living in a woodshed, where she helped the slaves and prostitutes to wash clothes every day.

Year after year, Xie Wenxue was no longer youthful, and her catkins gave birth to cocoons. Except for the former maid Tang Rongqiu, no one cared about the life and death of mother and son.One winter day, when she saw five-year-old Xie Wufeng getting sores on her hands from beating her clothes, Wenxue suddenly broke down and cried.She decided to leave Furongyuan and go to the distant imperial city to find the wrongdoer.

Although the young man claimed to be a businessman, he had an extraordinary manner in his gestures and gestures, and he was obviously born in a noble family. He once mentioned that he lived at the foot of the emperor, so Wenxue borrowed a sum of money from Tang Rongqiu, and took Xie Wufeng to the north.

When Ji Tanyin heard this, his eyes were already watering.Xie Wufeng caught a glimpse from the corner of his eye, and raised his hand to rub his hair.

"At the foot of the Son of Heaven, Zimo is very prosperous." Xie Wufeng said in a flat voice, as if he was telling someone else's story, "My mother took the jade pendant and asked all the way, and just happened to meet the servants of the man's family, so she knew his true identity .”

When Xie Wenxue saw the mansion with closed gates and high walls, Xie Wenxue knew that he would never be able to enter.She knelt down, looked at the young Xie Wufeng at the same level, pinched his shoulder and said a long conversation, crying while speaking.

Xie Wufeng was very panicked, he had a bad premonition, but the little child didn't know how to express it at all, so he also cried loudly, and the mother's exhortations were mixed in the crying, blurred, so that after many years, no matter what Recalling, he couldn't even recall a single word.

After Xie Wenxue finished exhorting, she wiped away her tears and stood up, facing the closed door, calling out the man's name—it was only later that Xie Wufeng found out that it was just his pseudonym.

Her actions quickly attracted crowds of onlookers and pointers, the Zhumen finally opened a crack, and two servants came out to yell and scold them, trying to drive them away.

Xie Wenxue looked up to the sky and laughed like crazy, she called the man's name again, and said, "I brought your son here!"

After finishing speaking, she took out a dagger from her sleeve and stabbed herself.

Xie Wufeng was splattered with blood, and he was still immersed in horror, when the two servants suddenly grabbed his arms from left to right, and dragged him into the narrow gap.

He didn't know whether Xie Wenxue was dead or alive, and what to do with the corpse. It would be two years after he walked out of that gate, and the destination was just another gate of hell.