Step into the clouds

It was sunset outside the prison, the sun had just set, the sky was getting dark, and a pale moon hung in the sky.The shadows of the trees whirled, the wind sent the breath of green grass into the dungeon, Xiao Ping sucked it greedily.Under the moonlight, there is a little boy carved in powder and jade playing freely.The coat that the boy was wearing was Suzhou embroidery, exquisite and gorgeous, he looked like a wealthy family, and he was also very cute, when he laughed, it seemed like the sky was bright.

Xiao Ping has never felt that life is so beautiful like now.

He can see outside again, he is alive and will live on, what a thing to be thankful for.

Xiao Ping almost shed tears.

He looked outside without blinking, watching the little boy catch a cricket and run away happily.Until it was out of sight, Xiao Ping was still watching and pondering.

The little boy would come here to play every day at dusk, and he became the only scenery in Xiao Ping's prison/imprisonment years.

Xiao Ping waited for him every day, observed him, and envied him.

Xiao Ping is a person without childhood, his childhood memories are only hunger and mother's tears, he looks at this little boy, laughs and rejoices with him, as if he has relived his childhood.

Once the meal delivery person came in, Xiao Ping stuffed the strips of cloth torn from the skirt into the gap, and pressed his back against the wall to block the light from coming out.It was also his luck that after the last food delivery person was injured by him, this time the food delivery person was a deaf and blind old man, and he never noticed anything wrong.

Xiao Ping regards everything outside the prison as a little secret of his own, which belongs to him alone, and no one knows about it. The little happiness that is as humble as the dust in the sun, although humble, still emits a dazzling light.

One day, the little boy came early and came before dusk. He caught a very fat cricket. When he looked up inadvertently, he suddenly found a black and shiny thing in a strange stone house facing him in the distance. Flash, gone again.The child's curiosity is the most important. He quietly approached the stone house that he had never seen before. The stone house was very strange, most of it was built underground, and only a small part was exposed on the ground.

When he got closer, he found that the shiny black thing was an eye—Xiao Ping's eye.

The two looked at each other silently for a moment.

Under the golden sunshine, there is a carefree little boy who is only six years old.

Inside the dark prison is Xiao Ping, a 19-year-old who is on the verge of collapse.

The little boy reacted first, screamed "Ghost" in fright, and ran away quickly.

The next day, the little boy didn't show up.

The third day, the fourth day... the little boy didn't show up for a long time.

Xiao Ping looked outside the prison every day, and gradually accepted that his "little happiness" was scared away by himself.That's right, normal children should be scared away in this situation, right?

Without the little boy, Xiao Ping was extremely desperate as if he had lost something important.Those who were killed by him gathered in front of him again, this time Xiao Ping shouted to the phantom: "Come on! Come and kill me, hurry up, I beg you to kill me!"

Another day passed.

dusk.

Accompanied by the loud crickets, the little boy stood outside the prison again with the cricket cage in his hand.

Xiao Ping was so surprised that his whole body became stiff, and a kind of ecstasy that he had never experienced hit his heart.He didn't dare to speak for fear of scaring him away, and he didn't even dare to breathe loudly for fear that breathing would startle him.

He held his breath and watched him obsessively, as if he was the whole meaning of his life.Watching the little boy play every day at dusk is finally a thing. If he doesn't do this, Xiao Ping doesn't know what else to do. If he can't see the little boy, Xiao Ping can only continue to watch the ghosts killed by him.

Xiao Ping didn't even know him yet, they were strangers, they would have nothing to do with each other before and in the future, but Xiao Ping felt that the two of them seemed to be the closest people in the world.

Xiao Ping was being imprisoned, and when he saw a person in this situation, he felt that he was accompanied by someone, and he was not alone.

Xiao Ping couldn't tell what kind of feelings he had for him, he didn't say a word to him, he peeped at him from the prison, he was so familiar with his face that he could draw it with his eyes closed, he knew He likes wearing beautiful new clothes, laughing, catching crickets, and watching eagles in the sky. He thought, if the gods pity me that I have no relatives and no reason, and give me a younger brother, then it is best for him to look like this.

But Xiao Ping also knew that he was more than ten years older than him, and he could almost be his father. It was absolutely impossible for them to become any friendly friends.

A murderous demon befriending a six-year-old would laugh people's teeth out.

The little boy looked at Xiao Ping boldly, and after a while, he said, "Why don't you come out to play?"

This was the first sentence Yun Ze, the thirteenth young master of the Yun family, said to Xiao Ping in his life.

This is the most vibrant and hopeful sentence Xiao Ping has ever heard in his life - as long as he is alive, he can come out to play.

That's right, I will go out one day.

In an instant, Xiao Ping burst into tears.

Yunze comforted him clumsily: "Don't cry, can I play the crickets for you?"

Xiao Ping cried even harder.

Xiao Ping, who had been able to hold on before, at this moment, was like a bowstring stretched to the limit, and broke with a "bang".

Seeing Xiao Ping crying, Yunze also felt sad, "My cricket is so good, here you are, don't cry." He stretched out his hand to pass the cricket cage, not thinking about the size of the gap in the stone wall at all. "Mother said, it doesn't look good when your eyes are swollen from crying. Your eyes are so beautiful, so don't cry anymore."

For the first time in my life, I was praised for my beautiful eyes.Looking back at the single eyelid eyes seen in the mirror, and the scars around the corners of the eyes, how can it look good?Xiao Ping was a little dazed and forgot to cry.

"Ah! Look, the big bird is flying over!" Yunze looked up at the sky and clapped his hands.

Xiao Ping looked out from the gap in the stone wall, and saw an eagle soaring in the beautiful sky, circling several times, and suddenly disappeared.

eagle.free.hope.

So Xiao Ping also smiled.

At that time, Yunze didn't know that since he was six years old, he could control Xiao Ping's mood.After that day, Yunze went to play with Xiao Ping every evening, and the two chatted through the cracks until Xiao Ping was released.

At that time, it was 13 years ago. Speaking of it, after so many years, Xiao Ping almost forgot the scene at that time.

Today, 13 years later, at [-]:[-] Shen Shi, the sky is approaching dusk, the moon has not yet risen, and the members of the Yun family have just had dinner.

"Xiao Ping."

A call came from behind.

Xiao Ping stopped in his tracks.

Yun Yang, the personal servant of Yun Cheng, the head of the Yun family, came over, "Master asked you to come over."

Xiao Ping followed Yunyang to see Yuncheng. On the way, he asked the master why he was looking for him. Yunyang just didn't know, but he looked at him with gloating eyes. It seemed that the master was not in a good mood.The so-called blessing is not a disaster, but a disaster cannot be avoided, so Xiao Ping followed Yunyang into Yuncheng's study.

A birdcage was hung in Yuncheng's house, and a green parrot was fluttering its wings in the cage. Yuncheng was playing with the bird, but when he saw Xiao Ping coming, he dismissed the servants and shared the guest and host seats with Xiao Ping.Yuncheng didn't even exchange pleasantries, and cut straight to the point: "I want you to kill someone, and when it's done, I'll destroy your contract of prostitution and give you freedom."

These words were shocking, but Xiao Ping didn't seem to have heard them. These years of experience allowed him to be calm under any circumstances.

Xiao Ping stood up from the chair, and respectfully gave a great gift, "Master speaks seriously, the younger one is from the dark guard camp, and it is right to do things for the master, please tell me."

Yun Cheng sighed, "The Yun family has great achievements, outsiders only see the scenery of the Yun family, who knows how much it will cost to maintain such a big family? Xiao Ping, you know what the Yun family is doing behind the scenes, right? "

Xiao Ping nodded.

Xiao Ping was in the secret guard camp, many of the things that could not be brought to light were done by himself, how could he not know?To put it simply, the Yun family's secret business can be summed up in eight words: killing and setting fire, stealing and looting.Of course, on the surface, it is still the martial arts family that presides over justice in the martial arts.In order to bury those filth, people like Xiao Ping exist.

"Thirteen was fooling around when he was 15 years old. Together with Jiang Fengyang, he founded Fengyuntang. Unexpectedly, it has become popular now. Fengyuntang's power is getting stronger and stronger, and Jiang Fengyang's claws are getting longer and longer."

Xiao Ping raised his head in shock: "Master, what you mean is, Hero Jiang..."

Yuncheng interrupted Xiao Ping, saying: "A few days ago we sent people to rob the darts, and Jiang Fengyang caught us. Now that he has captured our people, I am afraid that within a few days, the mastermind behind the scenes will be found out to be the Yun family. If Let Jiang Fengyang publicize what the Yun family has done, the Yun family will no longer have a foothold in the arena, the first to attack will be strong, and the latter will suffer..." Yun Cheng picked up the teacup on the table, and said like the king of hell. , "Jiang Fengyang can't stay anymore."

No wonder the exchange terms given were so generous, it turned out that Xiao Ping was to assassinate Jiang Fengyang.The Jiang family is well-known in the rivers and lakes and can compete with the Yun family. Jiang Fengyang is superb in martial arts. Among the younger generation, he is the best except for Yunze. Moreover, Jiang Fengyang is Yunze's best friend. If someone kills Jiang Fengyang, Yunze Ze will avenge Jiang Fengyang.Xiao Ping would never kill Yunze's brother.

Xiao Ping lowered his head, didn't speak, and secretly planned to let him go, anyway, no one knows whether he tried his best when assassinating.

Seeing Xiao Ping's slow response, Yuncheng couldn't help frowning: "How sure are you about this matter?"

"Hero Jiang is superb in martial arts, and the villain will do his best."

"Do your best? You mean you can't give me a guarantee?"

Xiao Ping said bluntly: "The villain really cannot guarantee what has not happened, but he will definitely do his best."

Yun Cheng walked to the front of the cage, stretched out his hand to grab the parrot out of the cage, stroked the parrot's feathers affectionately, and said to Xiao Ping, "The little bird has grown up, its wings have hardened, alas, it's disobedient..." With both hands With a strong force, one of the parrot's wings was severed, and the parrot was thrown to the ground.The parrot was not dead for a while, and was thumping blood dripping on the ground.

Xiao Ping hastily knelt down and touched his head to the ground, showing an incomparable obedience.

"Xiao Ping, even if you grow a pair of wings, you still won't be able to escape from the Yun family. Don't blame me for not reminding you. Be careful that you will lose your life in the end."

"The villain doesn't dare!" Xiao Ping kowtowed.

"You don't want to kill Jiang Fengyang because of Thirteen, right?"

Yun Cheng asked casually: "How many years have you been with Thirteen?

"On Thirteenth Lord's eighth birthday, the servant passed the selection process of the Dark Guard Camp and served as Thirteenth Lord's personal guard. Now it has been ten years, two months and four days."

"Has it been ten years?" Yuncheng turned around, walked up to Xiao Ping, and smiled darkly, "Why do I remember that the first time Thirteen saw you was not eight years old, but six?"

When Yunze was six years old, he met Xiao Ping who was imprisoned in a dark prison and punished for the first time.Through a gap in the stone wall, Xiao Ping encountered the only light in his life.According to common sense, only Xiao Ping should know about this matter. Yun Ze hadn't seen Xiao Ping's face at the time, so he couldn't remember it, let alone others.

Xiao Ping's face was so calm that there was no flaw, and he replied respectfully: "It is indeed six years old."

Yun Cheng smiled: "Why aren't you surprised that I know about this?"

Xiao Ping continued to bow his head respectfully and replied: "Because the villain vaguely guessed that the Thirteenth Master's coming outside the dungeon was all arranged by the Master."