Hero Tomb

Having not left Wuliang Mountain for seven years, He Lanyuan almost couldn't remember how to take the road to Yaojing. Fortunately, without He Er, there was Mo Guhuan who was willing to accompany him.

After entering Shengjing, the streets were covered with wanted notices. He Lanyuan stopped to take a look, only to see that the wanted people on the notices were the eldest brother He Lanqing, the second brother He Lantian and... the fourth brother, He Yingling...

Looking at the three words He Yingling, He Lanyuan couldn't help but sneer: "I never thought he would have today."

"Third brother, what's wrong?"

Mo Guhuan listened to him muttering to himself, turned his head to look at him suspiciously, and suddenly saw the face covered by the veil under the bamboo hat, only revealing a pair of slender red phoenix eyes, very similar to one of the people on the portrait , Mo Guhuan couldn't help being stunned for a moment: "Third brother, the person on the portrait is hello to you..." Seemingly realizing that something was wrong with what he said later, Mo Guhuan didn't say any more, but He Lanyuan already knew him I want to say something.

The corners of his lips curled slightly, and He Lanyuan looked down at him: "You mean to say that the person in the portrait is very similar to me, right?"

Mo Guhuan nodded honestly.

He Lanyuan shook his head slightly, turned around and walked towards the street, Mo Guhuan followed him heartily, moving his lips as if he wanted to ask something, but in the end he didn't ask, but He Lanyuan suddenly said: " That man is my brother"

"Ah?" Mo Guhuan was taken aback immediately, his mouth opened wide in shock.

He Lanyuan didn't seem to realize it, but continued: "He Yingling, that's my half-brother. If it wasn't for him back then, I think I wouldn't be here today..."

Mo Guhuan asked cautiously: "Is he a bad guy?"

"He's a good man." Looking into the distance, He Lanyuan didn't know what he thought of: "He is a man so good that everyone can't help but love him..."

Knowing what he said, Mo Guhuan immediately snorted and said with a smile: "Generally speaking, there are only two kinds of people who are so good that everyone can't help but love them."

He Lanyuan was taken aback, and looked down at him.

Mo Guhuan continued: "The first type is deep-minded, good at disguising and acting." Looking up at He Lanyuan, Mo Guhuan continued with a smile: "The second type is the white man in the greenhouse." Lotus, belongs to the real lack of strings in the brain, a fool" is referred to as brain damage.

He Lanyuan immediately laughed when he heard this.

Mo Guhuan turned his head to look around, and then said: "Third Brother, why don't you come with me to see someone after entering Shengjing?"

He Lanyuan frowned slightly: "Who?"

"The owner of the seven sages, the white painter"

He Lanyuan was stunned when he heard the words: "Bai Huajiao?"

Mo Guhuan nodded heartily: "He is Bai Zixuan's older brother, he has a great appeal in the Jianghu, and has some relationship with the imperial court. This time, he might be able to help the third brother."

He Lanyuan frowned slightly, as if in deep thought, but nodded after a while.

Qixian Village is located on the Sishui Ring Road in Shengjing. It is built on the mountain and lives by the water. Before approaching the gate of Qixian Village, you can hear the faint sound of gurgling water. The two sycamore trees are full of greenery, and when the wind blows, the air is full of faint fragrance.

In front of the gate, Mo Guhuan heartily patted on the gate, and after a while, he saw Xiao Si open the door, Mo Guhuan Xin took out the token at his waist and handed it up, then said: "I am Mo Guhuanxin, I am here to serve you." The young master Bai Zixuan ordered to come here to meet the owner of the villa if he has something to do."

After Xiaosi took the token to identify the authenticity, he raised his eyes again, glanced at Mo Guhuanxin and He Lanyuan, and then said: "Wait a minute, I'll go see the housekeeper."

Mo Guhuan clasped his fists in his heart: "Thank you!"

He Lanyuan didn't know what kind of place Qixianzhuang was, nor did He Lanyuan know what kind of person Bai Huajiao was. Although He Lanyuan was shy about these people who had just met, But at this time, he was alone, except for these people, he didn't seem to know what to do with himself. After all, he had been isolated from the world for too long, and even with this temperament, he was a little introverted and extreme.

After a while, Xiaosi went back and forth, opened the door, and welcomed the two of them in. Helanyuan followed Mo Guhuanxin without saying a word, but turned his eyes and looked at the surrounding scene. The front yard of Qixian Village is very large, with green grass, and there are paths paved with smooth goose warm stones on the ground. When I step on it, I feel that the meridians on the soles of my feet seem to be pressed by something. It feels weird. And a bit comfortable.

In the center of the front yard, there is also a stone tablet on the wall. There are only simple engravings and printings on the surface of the tablet, but the lettering of flying dragons and phoenixes in the upper left corner is particularly obvious. In the hall of Xianzhuang, there is a plaque hanging on the top of the hall, with four big characters written on it: Seven sages gather together.

Entering the gate, before entering, He Lanyuan saw a famous man inside leaning against the chair. The man rested his chin with one hand, his eyes were lightly closed, and he seemed to be asleep. The wide-sleeved trousers, and the wide-sleeved shirt all reveal the elegant feeling of a man. The pure white color of that suit, except for the brown collar and jade belt, is particularly obvious. But there is no trace of other colors. At this time, the man looks quiet and dozed off. When he suddenly sees it, it makes people feel that this man seems to have walked out of a painting...

Mo Guhuan seemed to be used to the aura of that person, he led He Lanyuan forward, and clasped his fists at the man: "Master, Mo Guhuan has seen the owner before."

The owner of Qixian Village, Bai Huajiao is this person.Opening his eyes, the original quiet and peaceful ink painting suddenly disappeared without a trace. With the eyes exposed under Bai Huajiao's eyelids, he seemed to have changed into another, strong and unruly Su Yan: "This time, what kind of trouble did Zixuan cause me, do you need me to take care of him?"

Hearing the words, Mo Guhuan couldn't help laughing: "Second young master didn't cause trouble, this time he has a serious business and wants to ask the owner for help." Mo Guhuan made a wrong step and let He Lanyuan beside him come out. Then he said to Bai Huayu: "This is Mr. Yuheng, He Lanyuan, the third son of General He Chengyi of the town army, this time it is..."

"He Lanyuan?" Mo Guhuan didn't finish his words, but Bai Huajiao suddenly narrowed his eyes, not only his voice, but also his eyes became colder instantly.

Regarding his reaction, He Lanyuan was suspicious, but he didn't say much. He just raised his hand and took off the bamboo hat he was wearing on his head, and cupped his fists at Bai Huajiao: "Your Majesty, Yu Heng He Lanyuan, I'm taking the liberty of doing this. Excuse me, please forgive me, the owner."

The bamboo hat he took off allowed Bai Huayu to see He Lanyuan's appearance clearly, and his face was even more horrified at the moment, as if the beating rate of his heart had also accelerated a lot. When he stood up suddenly, his eyes seemed to be It was as if he could see two holes in He Lanyuan, and he was stunned for a while before hearing him surprised: "You...you are still alive...not dead yet?"

He Lanyuan was obviously taken aback by Bai Huamao's words: "What does the owner mean by that?"

Being asked back by him, Bai Huajiao's heart tensed even more: "You... don't remember me?"

"..." He Lanyuan frowned and looked at him without answering, but he was seriously thinking about all the information about Bai Huajiao in his mind, but he found nothing. There was nothing related to this person in his memory. information.

Frowning, He Lanyuan moved his lips, and when he was talking, another voice suddenly came from the door: "Huajia, I have..." The voice that was shouted was only because of the person outside the door, Seeing He Lanyuan in the hall, he was stuck for a long time, and then he called out in surprise: "Third Brother...?"

He Lanyuan turned around, his originally gentle gaze suddenly turned cold after seeing the figure of the person coming. At that moment, it was as if the air in the entire hall suddenly dropped. Mo Guhuan was still stunned, but now Huizi looked at the person coming by the door, and couldn't help but be surprised: "There are... two brothers Yuheng?"

The person's appearance, figure, and voice were all exactly the same as He Lanyuan's, as if they were carved out of the same mold.

He Lanyuan rolled his eyes coldly, looked at the person stunned by the door, and couldn't help snorting coldly: "So you know each other, and it seems that I don't need to intervene in the matter of He Chengyi." The voice fell, He Lanyuan wanted to leave as soon as he took a step.

"Stop!" Bai Huayu was stunned to the side, seeing He Lanyuan's back about to leave, and shouted sharply: "He Lanyuan is my child! Since you are not dead, then my child is not dead either ? Is he with you? Isn't he!?"

Such eager questioning made He Lanyuan pause, and with suspicious cold eyes, he turned to look at him: "Your child?"

Bai Huayu stepped forward: "I told Yingling's child, Yingling said that you took him away back then, where is he now!"

then?When was it?In his memory back then, He Lanyuan couldn't find any information about the person in front of him at all. He only remembered that... that night of heavy rain, Nangong Yue died, Mo Shaoqian also disappeared, and his child He was also forcibly taken away, no matter how much he begged...it was useless...

"What He Yingling said?" The name bit out from He Lanyuan's mouth carried a murderous intent: "What do you believe in what He Yingling says?" Speaking of those years, He Lanyuan couldn't help thinking of At that time, with the death of my friend, my embarrassment, and that child, the aura around me became more and more serious for a while, as if it was the evil ghost Shura who came out of the underworld, looking at the person in front of me with a terrifying aura: "He Ying Ling said I took your child away? Who are you? What is your relationship with me? Don’t say I don’t know you, even if I do, why would I take your child away for no reason?! Back then, my child was hugged by He Yingling I don't know where he left me after I left. I don't even know who to go to get my child back. Why are you here asking me for your and He Yingling's child? Why did you say that it was my child back then? Take him away!!!"

He Lanyuan's imposing words shocked Bai Huajiao to the spot, and he couldn't react: "You said...what did you say?"

His own children?He got married?

There was an indescribable feeling in my heart for a while, it was so stuffy, and it hit Bai Huajiao's body heavily, not a single sound was reminding Bai Huajiao that He Lanyuan was just a kid, and it's not surprising to get married. But……

Ignoring Bai Huajiao in front of him any more, He Lanyuan turned around, with murderous intent in his eyes, he stared coldly at the person by the door: "Back then, there were big brothers and second brothers protecting you, if I want to kill you today, who can kill you?" Keep you!"

The person by the door was so frightened by his aura that his face was as pale as paper, and the death-like breath came to his face with He Lanyuan's raised hand, his heart suddenly shrank, and the person opened his mouth and screamed loudly: "Huajiao! !!"

Mo Guhuan was still stunned to the side, not digesting the words of the two just now, but Bai Huamao looked at He Lanyuan's actions and was shocked, so he dodged forward and pulled He Yingling behind him , and at the same time raised his hand to catch the killing palm that He Lanyuan struck towards He Yingling Tianling Gai.

Bang-!

There was a loud noise, because of the two people's hand-to-hand relationship, and from the joint of their palms, like a silver scimitar, it flew sharply towards the surroundings, and in the blink of an eye, the tables, chairs, teacups, vases in the hall were smashed. The furniture was shattered by the shock, He Yingling was protected by Bai Huajiao behind him, and he was barely unharmed, but Mo Guhuanxin, who was at the side, couldn't react in time, and was slammed to the ground by the force of the palm.

Beside the door of the hall, the two people who were fighting each other were dressed in fluttering clothes, moving automatically without wind, and even their loose hair seemed to be so open.

"He Lanyuan, you are crazy! He is your younger brother!!!" He Lanyuan's skill is so strong that he is by no means an ordinary person. The fast posture after the shadow spirit is killed.

However, He Lanyuan didn't open his mouth, and when his palm flashed to Bai Huajiao's side, he reached out to touch his waist, pulled out the flute pinned to his waist, held it to his lips, and began to play it impressively.

When the flute sounded, Bai Huajiao's heart skipped a beat, this is... this is a song for the soul!When she fixed her eyes and looked at the flute on He Lanyuan's lips, Bai Huajiao froze on the spot.

That flute... That flute was something I gave him back then. He Lanyuan has been carrying it for seven years?

Back then...he still had the flute that Bai Huajiao gave to He Lanyuan, and he still remembered the song that Bai Huajiao taught He Lanyuan to play, but...

--Who are you?What is it with me?Don't say I don't know you, even if I do, why would I take your child away for no reason? ——

But why doesn't He Lanyuan know him now, as if they never knew each other at all?

Seven years ago, when the news of He Lanyuan's death came out, what exactly happened...

All this is because ten years ago, when He Lanyuan was only 14 years old...