Raiders infatuated beauty

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The cold dew is misty in the lush green mountains and forests, and the three-thirds of the rising sun falls on a person's shoulders.

When Su Jianshen woke up, Young Master Huai was leaning against the stone pier with his eyes closed, almost the moment he moved his body, he said, "Are you awake?"

Su Jian rubbed his neck deeply, and smiled apologetically: "I fell asleep for some reason last night. I wanted to watch the dawn with you."

"It doesn't matter." Young Master Huai was about to get up, but he didn't realize that his shoulders were so numb, he paused, got up calmly and said: "The left and right were fine last night, so don't talk about it, let's get out of here first."

The sky is getting brighter and the surrounding trees are full of shade, but the road ahead is still unclear. The fog lingers in the forest, almost blocking the road ahead.

As the sun gradually rose, the mist slowly dissipated, and Su Jianshen and Young Master Huai walked for an unknown amount of time before they saw the way ahead.

At this time, he had already descended the mountain, and he could see thick black smoke in the distance ahead.

Su Jianshen looked ahead: "It seems that something happened..."

It seems that there has just been a fire here, and after being swept away by the flames, the ruins on all sides have become a rubble field.

The black smoke after the fire hovers above the earth, looking for the trajectory to rise slowly, making the white sky look livid, and the lingering flames are like red chrysanthemums blooming in the night, standing in the dark earth. On it, it blooms in an instant and withers in an instant.

"It's a fire." Young Master Huai said.

Su Jian stomped on the flames under his feet, and said: "It's been rainy these days, how could there be such a big fire? It looks like it burned the whole village."

He paused and looked at Young Master Huai: "Could it be related to those people in the inn?"

There are ruins and ruins everywhere, and there is only a big house with half of the wall burned in the distance.

It can be seen that it is a rich man's house, and it is very luxuriously built.

"Second Young Master, look..." Su Jianshen pointed to the distance: "There seems to be people there."

Young Master Huai lowered his body, picked up the ashes and blew them away: "The fire is so big that the surrounding bricks and rubble have already been reduced to ashes, but why only that family is left behind?"

He walked forward with a pair of white boots, stomping out the dying flames under his feet, and the unstoppable embers tried to climb up to his feet, but the situation was gone, leaving only traces of rock climbing on the sides of the boots.

Su Jianshen hurriedly followed, "Where is Second Young Master going?"

Young Master Huai glanced at the house, and raised his long, cold eyebrows, "Naturally, I want to see what the house is capable of."

Su Jianshen was not stupid, and instantly understood what Young Master Huai meant: "Second Young Master is suspicious, there is something strange about this house."

Young Master Huaiti said: "Go and have a look."

Having survived such a catastrophe, no one could be calm. The door of the mansion was wide open, and a thin, sallow man was squatting not far from the mansion.

When he got closer, he saw that the man was holding some hay in his hand, and was lighting a fire on the unextinguished fire on the ground.

The man looked up and saw Young Master Huai: "You are..."

The young master Huai said: "My two brothers came here to look for relatives, but seeing this place, it seems that they are encountering difficulties..."

The man sighed, threw the hay in his hand on the ground, his sallow face showed a sense of powerlessness towards fate, "It's destiny, it's all destiny."

Through the man's mouth, the young master Huai found out that the man's name is Mr. Zhang, and he makes a living by selling jade. This place is called Zeye Village. More than ten generations of ancestors have lived in this village, and the people in the village have always lived in peace. Here, I live very comfortably and comfortably, but who would have expected that I would suddenly encounter such a catastrophe.

When it came to the end, Master Zhang said sadly: "If I hadn't recited Buddha's name every day and got the blessing of Buddha, my Zhang family would have been destroyed by my hands today!"

Su Jianshen comforted, "Man-made disasters can be avoided, and natural disasters can be prevented. Fortunately, your family has survived."

Sparks burned the dry grass on the ground, and a puff of gray smoke slowly rose under Master Zhang's feet.

Master Zhang was very sad when he mentioned this matter. Seeing that the hay on the ground was already burning and was useless, he stood up, smiled wryly with Su Jianshen and Young Master Huai, and said, "This fire has already burned the surrounding area clean." Jing, I'm afraid your relatives also... hey..."

He shook his head and sighed.

Su Jian glanced deeply at the young master's arms, and said in a somewhat hurt tone, "God will not give you life, it's me and my second brother who are blessed."

He followed the excuse given by Young Master Huai, but suddenly caught a glimpse of a piece of blood jade hanging around Master Zhang's waist, paused, and smiled slightly: "Master Zhang's jade is really beautiful."

Master Zhang was stunned for a moment, stroked the blood jade around his waist and replied, "This is ancient jade, I got it earlier, it's a good thing, even if you have money, it's hard to buy."

Su Jianshen smiled slightly, but didn't say much, looked at the open courtyard door and said, "I don't know if there is still a vacant room in the master's house. My second brother and I are tired of traveling and traveling, and we want to stay overnight. I don't know if you are bothering me?"

Mr. Zhang is also generous, his sallow face looked a little blue against the background of the green smoke, he said: "The world is difficult, and when you go out, it's because you help me and I help you."

He stepped into the threshold, "Come in."

The house was quite big, and the front yard seemed to be a bit deserted, with the moss and weeds in the ground unattended. Master Zhang didn't explain to them, and led them through the front room until they reached the backyard, where there were no traces of people.

Young Master Huai didn't say much all the way, he probably knew what Su Jianshen was thinking, so he didn't ask much.

Mr. Zhang pointed to the north and south houses in the backyard, "It just so happens that the two of you share a room. No one has lived in this house for a long time. I hope you two can get used to it."

Young Master Huai suddenly said, "There's no need to be so troublesome, it's enough for my brothers to live in the south room together, and it would be a waste to live in one more room."

Master Zhang didn't force himself, and nodded, "Since the two of you..."

"Father, are there any visitors at home?"

Behind Mr. Zhang came a young man, wearing a long gown, with a pretty face, but unfortunately he was crippled, leaning against the gate of the courtyard with a walking stick in his hand.

When Master Zhang saw the man, his expression was calm, and when he saw Su Jianshen and Young Master Huai looking at him, he explained: "This is a dog, Zhang An."

Then he explained to Zhang An: "These two are here to stay overnight..."

Only then did I remember that I didn't seem to ask the names of Young Master Huai and Su Jianshen. Fortunately, Su Jianshen spoke first and smiled at Zhang An, "My surname is Su, and this is my second brother."

Probably because of his lameness, Zhang An's complexion was not very good. It was a bit difficult for him to walk for a while, so he nodded politely at Su Jianshen, "I'm not in good health, so I won't accompany the guests. , the two sons don't have to be restrained here, don't dislike the shabby house and ruins."

Zhang Zhang went to a private school, and he talked with a literati's Confucianism, so he limped away with a cane.

Young Master Huai looked at Zhang An's figure without saying a word, his expression thoughtful.

Su Jianshen reached out and waved his hand in front of his eyes, "Second Young Master is watching everyone walk away."

Young Master Huai turned around and said, "Go in and talk about it."

Although the house in the south is not big, it is enough for two people to live in.

"Second Young Master, did you find anything suspicious?" Su Jianshen asked after closing the door.

"I can't say for sure yet." Young Master Huai sat on the bed with his eyes closed, as if he was contemplating.

Su Jianshen sat aside: "How can a cripple and an old man survive in this vast sea of ​​fire? I think it's not that the fire is strange, but that these two people are strange. The old master said that it was the blessing of the Buddha. Second son..."

When he raised his head, he saw that Young Master Huai had his eyes closed and his breathing was steady.

Su Jianshen shouted softly, "Second Young Master"

Young Master Huai did not answer, but still closed his eyes.

Are you asleep?

Su Jianshen called again in a low voice: "Second Young Master"

Young Master Huai still didn't answer.

Su Jian thought to himself, presumably it was because he was guarding for him last night, he stayed up all night and drove for half a day, maybe he was tired.

Su Jianshen didn't say much anymore, just sat aside and waited quietly, but his gaze wandered over him uncontrollably, and suddenly caught a glimpse of those slender and fair hands, and there seemed to be a secret hidden between the finger bones. Li, like his people, hides the edge.

He was so distracted that he didn't even have a clue about the things he was thinking just now. He only stared at his hand, and suddenly caught a glimpse of the seven-string bracelet on his wrist. Then he suddenly realized that there didn't seem to be anything along the way. Hear it move.

When he saw Young Master Huai for the first time in the Young Master's Mansion that day, he remembered that the bracelet had sound.

He tried to poke it lightly, but sure enough, there was no sound.

"What's wrong?" Gong Zihuai suddenly opened his eyes.

"You didn't fall asleep?" Su Jianshen was slightly surprised: "I called you just now, why didn't you answer me?"

"Just thinking about things."

"Why doesn't your bracelet ring?" Su Jianshen asked.

Gong Zihuai glanced at him, "Why do you ask this?"

Su Jianshen tilted his head slightly, and looked at the seven-string bracelet, "I'm just curious, how did you get this bracelet?"

Young Master Huai didn't hide it from him, raised his hand slightly, and moved the seven silver rings on the bracelet. His cold white hand touched the silver rings, making his fingertips darkly pale, and he clasped them on the bracelet. The silver ring on it dangled in mid-air.

Immediately afterwards, Su Jianshen saw that his wrist moved only slightly, and the seven-string bracelet that had been silent just now jingled again.

Su Jian gave a deep laugh, and said strangely, "Your thing is strange, what if you don't want to hear it? What should I do?"

Young Master Huai did not meet his expectations, he stood up, rolled up his cuffs, slightly bent his lips and said, "Why do you ask so many questions?"

Su Jianshen laughed, "I'm just curious."

"Curiosity," the young master smiled, "Could you be interested in my bracelet?"

Before Su Jianshen could speak, he smiled meaningfully: "It's not impossible to show you, but what do you want to show me?"

Su Jianshen quickly explained, "I'm just curious, really, don't get me wrong."

For a long time, the room was silent.

"so……"

When Young Master Huai heard Su Jianshen's voice, apart from being curious, there was also a little bit of unobtrusive flattery, "So you don't want to listen to this bracelet, what should you do?"

Young Master Huai showed a smile, his back was turned to Su Jianshen, and only he knew that smile.

Gong Zihuai turned his face away, raised his eyebrows, "Want to know?"

Su Jianshen nodded.

In fact, he has never seen anything new, and it was all his bragging just now. He practiced at the age of eight, and he practiced for ten years. He was almost eighteen before he began to follow a few senior brothers to forget the knowledge of the patriarch.

The senior brothers at the top knew that he had a poor background, so they didn't let him do anything dangerous at all.

In the past two years, he had caught a few monsters, but there were really only a few monsters. Many brothers in the sect envied him, saying that he really deserved his nickname and was blessed.

Young Master Huai looked at his curious eyes, he put down his sword, sat down, glanced at Su Jianshen, and said with a slightly smiling voice, "Come here."

Su Jianshen took a few steps and sat beside him.

"Okay..."

Gong Zihuai raised his hand, and moved the seven-string bracelet in the opposite direction.

The sun at noon was very good, without arrogance or impetuosity, the light and shadow of early spring passed by the peach blossom tree outside the house, and poured down the dry branches, and fell into the house.

In the shadow of the light, the seven-stringed bracelet was white and shiny, and Su Jianshen's curious face was reflected in the bright white bracelet.

There is also the pair of smiling eyes of Young Master Huai.