In the Qin Dynasty, Mingyue and his fleeting years lived up to the return of the common monarch

After turning another hill, Ye Liuhua stopped in front of a sycamore tree by the stream, got off his horse and gently brushed away the weeds in front of the stone tablet under the tree, quietly looking at the words on the stone tablet.

Xinghun and Shao Siming also got off their horses and came not far behind him, lowering their heads and looking at the stone tablet as well.

There is no name and birthday of Ye Liuhua's birth mother on the stele, only four characters that do not belong to Ye Liuhua's handwriting - Zai Tong Yin Feng.

There is also a small soil bag next to the stele. Xinghun is a little confused about what it is, but Ye Liuhua doesn't explain it, but there is infinite tenderness, guilt, and nostalgia in his lowered eyes...

Xinghun really couldn't bear to open his mouth to ruin the atmosphere now, and was wondering where Feng Zikong had gone, when there was a sound of horseshoes, Feng Zikong hurried over, and the difference was that he had an extra package in his hand, which was obviously just bought in the city .

After bowing and saluting, Feng Zikong carefully placed the package on the open space in front of the stele, opened it and stepped aside.

The package turned out to be a teapot, teacup, pen, ink, paper and inkstone?Xinghun was stunned, Ye Liuhua's way of offering sacrifices is really strange.

Ye Liuhua took out the teapot, but put four teacups in front of him.Ye Liuhua didn't put down the teapot until the four teacups were filled one by one with the half pot of tea in the teapot.

Of course, Xinghun would not naively think that these four teacups were for the four of them, but even with Ye Liuhua's father included, there were only three of them.Who is the other one?

His gaze followed Ye Liuhua to the little dirt bag, and Xinghun suddenly remembered the newly born younger sister that Ye Liuhua had mentioned, the little girl who let him wait for the dawn of the past, maybe she should also be called Yun Shu. Ok real reason.The anniversary of his mother's death was not only his birthday...it was also the anniversary of his sister's death.

Silently watching Ye Liuhua kneel in front of the stele and pour the tea from three of the teacups in front of the stele one by one, Xinghun's mood became more depressed.

Shao Siming's eyes were a little moist, and she also recalled the long and vague time before entering Yinyang's house.

Ye Liuhua, Feng Zikong, Xinghun and her in front of them are all people who share the same destiny. Destiny is really a wonderful thing. After they all lost their relatives, they were connected together again.

When he came back to his senses, Ye Liuhua had already spread out the rough-looking paper, dipped it in the ink that Feng Zikong had just sharpened, and began to write—"The phoenix is ​​singing, at Bigaogang. The phoenix tree is born, so He Chaoyang."

Feng Zikong skillfully picked up the firewood and lit a fire. Ye Liuhua stared at the wet paper in his hand for a while, and finally let go of his hand, allowing the paper to fall into the fire and start burning.

"Grandmother, how are you doing over there? Ah Weng...is he still blaming the boy?" Ye Liuhua looked at the jumping fire and said softly, "The tea ceremony and calligraphy you want the child to remember, the child will never forget The boy is doing very well now, and the boy is working hard to realize the wish that Aweng has not fulfilled, don't worry."

The three of them stood with Ye Liuhua for a long time, until the sun was high and the fire was gradually extinguished, Ye Liuhua stood up from the ground.

"Jin'er, it was because my brother was incompetent and failed to protect you back then, so you have to help my brother take care of Ah Weng and Aunt over there." Ye Liuhua clenched his fists tightly, "The enemy of the Ye family, my brother will definitely Before I go down to accompany you, I will make a clear calculation."

"My lord, it's cold today, and your body..." Feng Zikong stepped forward to persuade, "Don't stay overnight this time."

Ye Liuhua didn't respond immediately, just as Feng Zikong was thinking about how to persuade him, Xinghun suddenly said, "I really want Lingtang to rest assured, instead of staying here with her, it's better to take good care of your body and live on."

Ye Liuhua's expression was a little loose, and he turned his head to look at Xinghun.

Xinghun looked straight at the stone tablet in front of him, his eyes darkened: "At least you still have a place to remember them."

Ye Liuhua and Feng Zikong's heads shook, and Shao Siming stared down at Xinghun's somewhat lonely back, his heart throbbing with pain.

"There will be." Ye Liuhua smiled slightly.

Xinghun saw the scene of his tribe's head falling to the ground again, and he clenched his teeth in hatred.

Now that Ye Liuhua had broken the seal of the Eastern Emperor for him, judging from his progress since entering the Yin Yang family, within three years he would have the strength to avenge the Eastern Emperor and Zhao Gao.What Ye Liuhua said was right, there would be a place to commemorate the tragic death of his Gan family... sooner or later there would be.

"Today, I didn't think carefully. I should invite the young master and the elder to go to the restaurant to punish myself with three cups of apology." Ye Liuhua cupped his hands.

"Since there is wine, why did you use tea as a sacrifice?" Xinghun squinted at Ye Liuhua.

"Drinking alcohol will make people dull and inflexible, which is a big taboo for a one-shot killer. So the first thing to do as a prison net killer is to stop drinking." Ye Liuhua twitched the corner of his mouth, " What's more, my mother doesn't like me drinking with my father."

Xing Hun was silent, recalling the contact with the prison net dead men, although Chasing Wind Valley has a lot of wine, but they really don't seem to drink at all.Even Ye Liuhua would only drink a few cups when he had to drink with Ziying and when he had to drink when he met the imperial envoy for the first time last time.

"Restaurant?" Xinghun raised his eyebrows.

Prison Net's stronghold in Xianyang is indeed more than one chasing Xuelou, but the other temporary stronghold is small in scale, and he ordered it to be expanded when Ye Liuhua was injured and comatose and took over Prison Net in order to grasp Zhao Gao's movements.Now in just over a month, it has not reached a scale at all.Now that they are all wanted by Daqin, how dare they enter Xianyang City?

Ye Liuhua hooked the corner of his mouth: "Restaurant."

Xinghun looked at Shao Siming who looked tired beside him, she must be hungry and tired after running around all night.

"Lead the way." Xinghun raised his eyebrows as a gesture.

To Xinghun's surprise, Ye Liuhua took them around the forest for a while, and stopped in the forest east of the city.

Xinghun looked up at the forest not far away, there seemed to be an aura lurking there, the strength was not weak.

Feng Zikong took out the bamboo whistle and blew out a tune of different lengths. Xinghun, who had already mastered the meaning of the prison net whistle, couldn't understand it.

"Who is your Excellency?" Sure enough, a deep voice came from not far away.

"Ye Liuhua." Ye Liuhua looked up and answered.

Xinghun looked sideways, Ye Liuhua dared to truthfully report his real name when he was wanted.

A man with the appearance of a guard fell from the tree, half kneeling on the ground respectfully, but he was not called by Ye Liuhua's name in Jianghu: "So it's Young Master Ye. Young Master has been waiting for you for a long time, please follow me."

Followed the guard to a hidden secret passage, and when he walked all the way and came out, it turned out to be the backyard of a restaurant.

"Brother Ye, I knew you would definitely come!" A young man in red came out from the back door of the restaurant, laughing and stretching out his fists.

Before the corner of Feng Zikong's mouth twitched in time to stop, Ye Liuhua had already received a punch in the chest.

"Cough cough..."

Ye Liuhua's sudden cough turned the smile on the face of the young man in red into confusion: "My strength is not very strong. With your cultivation level...are you injured?"

Ye Liuhua waved his hand to interrupt Feng Zikong who was about to speak, and introduced Xinghun and Shao Siming to the young man in red: "Alan, this is..."

Ye Liuhua hesitated for a while whether to tell Xinghun's real name, Xinghun already said: "Mr. Luo."

The young man in red turned to look at Xinghun, a little stunned.Living in Xianyang for a long time, he has naturally seen the star soul of the national teacher, but now that the pattern on the left eye of the star soul's curse seal has disappeared, he is a little uncertain.

But when Xinghun reported the word "Luo", he had already guessed the identity of the young master who could be brought by Ye Liuhua, and immediately bowed to salute: "I have met Mr. Luo."

"I don't know your son's name?" Xinghun didn't return the salute, but just looked at him scrutinizingly.

Although Ye Liuhua trusted him, Xinghun remained vigilant.He respects Ye Liuhua and calls him his big brother, which doesn't mean he doesn't have evil intentions for himself.

What's more, maybe he didn't want to report them, but maybe the people who caught the net took advantage of him and threatened him. Wasn't the first apprentice of Yingyi named Xiao also forced to assassinate Ye Liuhua?

"We met by chance, why leave a name. If Mr. Luo really wants to know, I'll call him Xuanyang." The man in red also answered before Ye Liuhua could speak.

Ye Liuhua looked at the two people who were wary of each other amusedly, shook his head and smiled without saying a word.

These words are really similar to Ye Liuhua's self-introduction when they first met Zhuixuelou, Xinghun somewhat understands why Ye Liuhua and this man in red became brothers.

Taoist Sanqing, Xuanyang should be the title of Shangqing, this man is inextricably related to Taoism, and his ancestors may be Ye Zhong's senior brother.

After introducing himself, Xuan Yang looked at Ye Liuhua seriously again: "Brother, what happened to your injury?"

"It's my incompetence, and my revenge failed." Ye Liuhua replied lightly.

"Impossible, it may be possible to hurt me with Zhang Han's strength, but it is absolutely impossible to hurt you like this!" Xuan Yang asked, "What's going on? Could it be..."

"Since you have already guessed the reason, why ask me?"

Xuan Yang glanced at Xinghun, then turned his head with anger: "Brother! Why are you doing this?"

Xinghun raised his brows, Xuanyang knew a lot about Ye Liuhua's family affairs.

"Go in." Ye Liuhua said no more.

"Since there is Mr. Luo, I won't bother you any more." Xuan Yang was silent for a while to ease his expression, "Brother, next time when you recover from injury, we won't be drunk or go home."

"Alright. Sorry to trouble you."

"Brother, what are you talking about, you will always be the first guest with me." Xuan Yang smiled heartily, "Wu Ying, bring Young Master Ye and Young Master Luo in."

Ye Liuhua suddenly stopped Xuanyang who was about to leave: "Alan, after I was wanted, did Luo Wang cause you any trouble?"

"Brother, don't worry, even though my cultivation level is not as good as yours, I won't be afraid of snatching these young people." Xuan Yang said seriously, "As long as you say a word, my restaurant will be your new stronghold."

Ye Liuhua smiled and patted him on the shoulder: "It is enough to have your heart. Now that you have escaped from the matter, don't go into this muddy water again. Let's go on with my wish."

"Brother..." Xuan Yang wanted to say something, but in the end he just sighed, "If you can find me, I will die."

Ye Liuhua waved his hands and turned to look at Xinghun, but did not call the young master again: "Mr. Luo, please."