Jun Xie Chenxin

At noon on the second day, a few people packed up and prepared to leave Mu Xiaogu and go to Feng Ninghan's childhood home.

Before leaving, Feng Ninghan asked Qi Yang and Song Qi to wait for him for a while, while she carried the bowl of purple wild flowers to the hillside where Little Tail was buried.

It is summer now, and logically speaking, there should not be many flowers blooming on the hillside, but in the past two days, all kinds of flowers on the hillside are blooming brilliantly.

When Feng Ninghan went up the hillside, a sudden gust of wind blew all those flowers towards Feng Ninghan and bent her waist.

Maybe it's because Xiaowei's soul hasn't returned yet, and she's playing with the flowers all over the mountain, relying on Feng Ninghan, who is so breezy and bright.

Feng Ninghan's sleeves rustled, he walked to Xiaowei's grave, scratched the tombstone with his fingertips, and then placed the bowl of purple wild flowers he brought in front of Xiaowei's tombstone.

Feng Ninghan's eyes were soft, "Thank you, you are on the other side, you must be well, and in the next life, don't let yourself be so tired."

After finishing speaking, another gust of wind blew past, Feng Ninghan turned around and looked at the beautiful scene behind him where the wind swept the sea of ​​flowers to the sky, his eyes flickered, and he thought in his heart, maybe the little tail went down to the mortal world and became a fairy.

Such a scene should be a fairy in love with the mortal world, and the wind blows the mountain flowers.

"Let's go." Feng Ninghan said a sentence, the wind gradually became weaker, but she was still unwilling to leave, Feng Ninghan lowered her eyes and smiled, and said lightly, "Let's go." Feng'er seemed to understand him If so, it calmed down slowly.

The mountain flowers that were entrusted to fly returned to the earth profusely, falling romantically all over the place.

Feng Ninghan turned back and took a deep look at Xiaowei's tombstone, turned around and didn't take a step, when she heard a familiar voice behind her in a trance, and when she looked back, it was a purple flower swaying in the breeze.

With a soft smile all the time, Feng Ninghan stepped down the hillside, and saw Qi Yang waiting for him at the bottom of the hillside. He walked up to Qi Yang, looked up at the bright and flamboyant young man in front of him and smiled.

Qi Yang raised his hand, took a petal from Feng Ninghan's shoulder, and was about to throw it away, but Feng Ninghan stopped him, took the petal from his hand, took out a pure white handkerchief from his bosom, and put the The petals are wrapped and treasured.

Qi Yang asked, "Where did you get Sipa?"

Feng Ninghan walked back while walking, "You were injured before, I bought some more to wipe your wound."

"Take care of me, it's hard work."

Feng Ninghan shook her head with a smile, "You're already awake, there's nothing wrong with it."

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The three of them went on the road together, and it was normal at first, but as Song Qi kept talking along the way, Qi Yang thought he was noisy, and wanted to hit him when he picked it up, Feng Ninghan dissuaded him from the round field next to him, and there was a family of three The feeling of traveling...

An irritable father, a gentle mother and a mischievous child.

Song Qi was picked up by Qi Yang, and immediately begged for mercy, but she just didn't have a long memory, and started to ramble uncontrollably before he could talk, I really don't know why there are so many things to say.

In the end, Qi Yang didn't care about him.

In the evening, Feng Ninghan found that Qi Yang always led them to another road intentionally or unintentionally, Feng Ninghan asked him, but Qi Yang couldn't explain why, so he could only prevaricate with haha.

But the road pointed by Qi Yang took a long detour.

"Qi Yang."

Feng Ninghan yelled, Qi Yang turned around and scratched his head, smiling foolishly, clearly trying to hide something.

"What's the matter?"

Qi Yang frowned, and said helplessly, "The front is Bijiazhuang, I'm afraid you will be sad if you see it."

Feng Ninghan smiled lightly, "No, and I know that Bijiazhuang is ahead, after all, it's not far from Mu Xiaogu, how could I not know?"

Qi Yang curled his lips, he really became a little stupid when he woke up from this illness.And Feng Ninghan seemed to have really let go, so she didn't have to worry about it like a girl.

A few people passed through the wild forest before and arrived at the boundary of Bijiazhuang. A huge stone tablet at the entrance of Bijiazhuang was engraved with the words "Bijiazhuang" in red letters. After the storm of destroying the village, this stone tablet has already been full of vicissitudes.

A knife mark several feet long crossed the stone tablet from top to bottom, Feng Ninghan stepped forward and stroked the knife mark with his hand, the knife mark was very deep, and with another three minutes of force, the stone tablet could be cut off.

"Let's go." Feng Ninghan withdrew his hands and put them behind his back, with an invisible emotion on his face.

Bijiazhuang is a big village with martial arts, ethnic tribes, respected by the patriarch of the village, and Bi Ze's father, Duke Bi Jin, was the last patriarch of Bijiazhuang.

Although Bi Ze was born by Bi Jingong, he did not have the wealth and glory that he should have.

And for children who grew up in such an environment, the resentment towards the family cannot be expressed in words.

In the final analysis, the current situation in Bijiazhuang is the fault of the people in the village.

Walking in the village, every plant, tree, brick and tile in the village is telling the prosperity before the decline.

Because Feng Ninghan wanted to know about Bi Ze, Qi Yang told Feng Ninghan everything he knew, Feng Ninghan sighed and did not speak.

A few people walked on this trace of history, as if all kinds of past flashed before their eyes.

Suddenly there was a shout from behind the hill in the distance, tearing the veil of history, Feng Ninghan and Qi Yang looked at each other, and then one by one dodged behind a stone on the hill.

When he saw the situation at the bottom of the col, Qi Yang felt nervous, and couldn't help but pay attention to Feng Ninghan's emotions beside him.

Feng Ninghan looked normal, staring at the group of people fighting.

And the person surrounded by the crowd is... Bi Ze.

Wearing a ragged prison uniform, with loose hair and a limp leg, Bi Ze raised his sword and resisted with difficulty.

There are two groups of people who want to take Bi Ze's life, and one group is dressed in official clothes. It is not necessary to think that it must be sent by Emperor Yang to hunt down Bi Ze.And a group of people were dressed in black clothes, hiding their appearance.

Suddenly someone pulled out a dart between his legs and threw it at Bi Ze. The dart was like thunder, and the tip of the dart seemed to be mixed with a sharp cold light, pointing directly at the position of Bi Ze's shoulder blade. Seeing such a murderous aura, Qi Yang couldn't help but He tightened his grip, and for just a moment he felt Feng Ninghan's secret murderous aura beside him. A sharp voice of "噗" came from beside her ear, Feng Ninghan flowed out of the sheath, and knocked out the dart accurately, and the water flow stably pierced into the mountain range.

Everyone looked at it in amazement, only to see that the sword that knocked out the dart turned out to be a broken water!Seeing a sword is like seeing a person, everyone immediately became nervous. They looked around but couldn't see Feng Ninghan himself. When they looked back again, Feng Ninghan had already landed in the middle of the crowd.

This person fell like a fairy, silently.

Seeing the familiar back in front of him, Bi Ze took two steps back holding the sword, staggered and almost fell.

He asked, "What do you want to do?"

Feng Ninghan glanced at Bi Ze indifferently, did not reply to his words, then glanced at the current two factions, said indifferently, "This is my disciple of Mu Xiaogu, what do you want to do?"

Bi Ze frowned, the frown was deep, and the hand holding the sword couldn't help shaking, he gritted his teeth and said, "I...I'm not!"

Someone laughed, "Feng Ninghan, you treat him as your Mu Xiaogu's disciple, people don't appreciate it at all! What are you still talking nonsense about? He is the one who betrayed you! What are you pretending to be philanthropic here? "

Feng Ninghan stretched out his hand, but the movement of retracting the sword scared the people on both sides and took a few steps back vigilantly. He curled his lips into a chuckle, and his eyes fell into the distance, "If you want to execute him, you should I'm coming, why do you do it?"

The man in black is quite knowledgeable. Seeing Feng Ninghan speak like this, he naturally understands that now is not the time to strike. If there is no firewood, he will not be able to kill Bi Ze right now. He will only listen to the men in black. Someone said, "Retreat!" In an instant, several figures "shuahua" left the col.

Seeing that the man in black withdrew so decisively, the other group of officials felt a little shaken, but they carried orders on them, so how could they retreat so easily...

For a moment, no one made the next move, they looked at each other in blank dismay, and made no plans under hesitation.

Feng Ninghan didn't want to waste time with them, so he stopped the water flow, and his figure flashed among the crowd. Others would not be able to catch Feng Ninghan's figure at all, but a real master can only see Feng Ninghan if he looks carefully. Han knocked those people unconscious with the hilt of his sword.

When Feng Ninghan's figure settled down, those people fell to the ground one after another.

Bi Ze looked at the fallen person in front of him, not too surprised, but stood up straight, and asked Feng Ninghan neither humble nor overbearing, "Why did you save me?"

Feng Ninghan finally gave him a straight look, "Living is even more uncomfortable, you shouldn't be so easy."

"Hehe, I can kill myself!"

Feng Ninghan turned around and walked towards Qi Yang who was on the hill, without looking at Bi Ze again.

He said, "You won't."

"I will! I will! I will! I'm tired of living! I'm going to die, I'm going to die!"

Feng Ninghan stopped in her tracks, and said, "Your life was bought by your mother's life." Then she stepped away without looking back.

After all, Feng Ninghan still had kindness towards those who hurt her, and this kindness was disguised in these "heart-wrenching" words, and she didn't want Bi Ze to find out.

Bi Ze's sneer came from the mountain, and that smirk gradually became wild laughter, like a lunatic's voice, he kept shouting, "Hahaha, haha, alive? Alive? Alive! How long do I have to live..." In the end, the words he said became blurred, and he could no longer hear what he was screaming clearly, leaving the broken and collapsed emotions in the valley for a long time.

Bi Ze was crying and limping, and after falling and getting up countless times, he finally found his mother's lonely grave. He was lying in front of the grave, feeling very uncomfortable.

"Mother, mother, why did you leave me alone! It's so hard! It's so hard to live...I really want to die, I really want to die!" Bi Ze turned over with difficulty, covered his face with his hands, and lay on his mother's grave Beside him, his hands couldn't hold back the tears that were pouring out of his eyes, Bi Ze almost pinched his eyes and couldn't hold back the tears rushing out.

He sobbed, crying while laughing, "I don't want to cry, I don't want to cry in front of you...I can't help it, I can't help it."

It's raining again, the summer rain comes so suddenly.

Bi Ze let go of his hands, adapted to the darkness in front of him, and saw the continuous rain pouring down from the vast sky.

The rain washed every part of his body.

Bi Ze opened his arms and stretched his limbs to the extreme, "Come on! Wash me clean! Make it bigger! Make it bigger! Hahahaha! Haha!"

The rain blinded his eyes.

It was the first time the heavens heard his request, and it rained heavily like a Milky Way!Baptizing Bi Ze, who is dirty, also baptizes this unclean world.