Reborn as a high-cold Buddhist concubine of fishing style

Yigui, who had always been calm and composed, now had bruises on his neck, and his skin was almost a brownish color.Yin Shu has never seen him look at him with such eyes, and in this situation, he looks firm and convinced.

I only heard him repeat it again: "Give me your hand!"

A long time ago, Yin Shu also looked at a person like this, but what he saw at that time was his back, and the person in his sight went further and further away, becoming more and more blurred, until he disappeared at the end of the desert.

And after that one glance, it was farewell.

Now it's like a nightmare repeating itself.

In the blink of an eye, Yin Shu seemed to be kneeling there begging again.How much he wanted to live, for all the nostalgia and reluctance, he tried his best to not die.

Now Yin Shu is devoted to death, and has never even thought about how to face the rebirth. The obsession in his heart is hatred and revenge, subversion and killing, but he has no hope that he is willing to live for it.

In the past, he was a white thorn in the desert. He only needs a little water to bloom fresh and tender white flowers.But now, he is a moss in the abyss, existing only for plunder and occupation, and never sees the sun.

Perhaps because he stayed in the dark night for too long, Yin Shu had already forgotten what it looked like outside, gave up the idea of ​​climbing up, and only wanted to sink into the world forever.

But at this moment, why is the person in front of him unwilling to leave?

Seeing that Yin Shu was still motionless, Yigui pulled the left rein hard again, bringing the two horses closer together.

This distance is already very dangerous, so close that Yin Shu can hear Yigui's rapid panting. As long as he stretches out his hand, he may be able to reach the other side of life, but if an accident happens, it will not only be him, but also Yigui. To follow together is beyond redemption.

The horses were still galloping, getting closer and closer to the cliff.Yin Shuxin turned sideways, clamped the horse's belly with both feet, took the rein with both hands, and turned the horse's head in the opposite direction to Yigui with all his strength.

In an instant, Yigui noticed Yin Shu's movements, and without further hesitation, he seized the last opportunity, clamped the horse's belly with his legs, and fell half-body suspended in the air, lying between the two horses, with his whole body supported only by his waist. Then he stretched out his right hand and grabbed Yin Shu tightly.

"Let go of me!" Shocked, Yin Shu was about to break Yigui's fingers with all his strength, but Yigui's hands were like iron tongs, and his grip became tighter and tighter.

"I'll count to three, and I'll pull you here!" Yigui's voice sounded extremely steady, cutting through the strong wind and passing through the forest, like a feathered arrow leaving the string, with no room for maneuver.

"Yigui, it's useless!" Yin Shu roared like crazy.

"three!"

Yin Shu closed his eyes and took out something from the armhole.

"two!"

At the critical moment, Yigui saw that what Yin Shu was holding in his hand was actually a dagger!

Yin Shu took one last look at Yigui, then he pulled out the scabbard and was about to stab Yigui's hand.

"one!"

At the same time, Yigui lost his hands, and his right arm suddenly exerted strength, quickly picked Yin Shu up from the horse's waist, and then wrapped his left hand around, tightly hugged him in his arms, passed through the air, and placed him on his back. on horseback.

All actions in Yigui are completed in the blink of an eye, without a moment's hesitation.

"Call-"

Yigui pulled the reins tightly and stopped the horse with an order.At this time, they were only about ten zhang away from the cliff. If two horses were allowed to gallop wildly, both of them would fall down the cliff without burning a stick of incense.

Yin Shu leaned against Yigui's arms, gasping for breath, holding the dagger in his hand, trembling unceasingly.

"Put it away soon?" Yigui's voice was also panting, rubbing Yin Shu's ear, with slightly unsteady but hot breathing.

Hearing the sound, Yin Shu seemed to wake up from a nightmare, trembling all over, and the dagger fell to the ground.

Yin Shu was still in shock, and curled up in Yigui's arms, like a frightened chick found its nest, seeking a moment of peace after the storm.

"It's okay." Yigui comforted softly, instead of letting go of his arms, he hugged the person in his arms even more tightly without even thinking about it.

Maybe it was because of that hot and true hug, or because Yigui's breathing that quickly calmed down comforted Yin Shu. In short, gradually, Yin Shu gradually calmed down from the initial panic, and finally felt exhausted all over his body. He slumped on the horse's back.

For a moment, all his senses seemed to restart instantly, and he heard the rustling of leaves in the forest, the chirping of birds and the chaotic breathing in his ears.

The sun poured down and hit the two of them, Yin Shu suddenly felt sore eyes.

For some reason, in a trance, he actually had a feeling of being given a new life.

It was different from the passive rebirth into this body, but truly, once again experienced the freshness of living in the world, being able to breathe the smell of soil peacefully, feel the warmth of the sun, and see the seemingly A face that never expresses itself.

Yigui opened his hands to speak, relaxed his arms, then squeezed Yin Shu's shoulders hard, let go of the rope, got off the horse, and picked up the head on the ground.

The dagger was covered with dirt.Yigui wiped it clean with his fingers, looked at it quietly for a moment, then stretched out his hand to Yin Shu, raised his head and asked softly, "Have you always kept it with you?"

Yin Shu lowered his eyelashes, and there seemed to be wet water on his cheeks. He nodded when he heard the question, and was about to reach out to pick it up, but when he stretched out his hand in mid-air, his fingertips touched something else.

For a split second, Yin Shu trembled as if struck by lightning.As soon as I calmed down, my breathing suddenly accelerated. Something grabbed my chest hard, and all my internal organs were lifted up, causing sharp pain.

It was the pain that reminded him that everything he felt in his hands and what he saw was real.

But how is this possible?

In the palm of his hand, there is something flat and flat at this time.

The bamboo green thread, crooked and twisted, hangs down and sways with the wind.

At first glance, it looks exactly the same as Yin Shu always wears a sash.

But the difference is that the tape in Yigui's palm is tied with a small wooden fish at the end.It can be seen that the craftsman who carved the wooden fish was very clumsy. The fish scale pattern on the small wooden fish is deep and shallow, but the surface has become very smooth due to repeated rubbing, and there is no rough wood grain. It can even reflect the sunlight. When the light comes, it looks like a small fish that is really jumping around in the water.

"You...how did you have this?" Yin Shu subconsciously grabbed the tape on his body.Even after such a thrilling toss just now, the sash was still tightly tied to his waist at this moment. The next moment, he immediately reacted and asked vigilantly, "Where did you steal it from?"

Yigui took a deep breath, did not answer Yin Shu directly, but took the reins and got on the horse again, and said in a deep voice, "I will take you to a place."

The leaves in the forest rustled, no one spoke, and the horse snorted from time to time and made a clatter of hooves.Under the shade of the whirling trees, the figures of the two gradually overlapped, and it was hard to tell who was who.

The horse stopped at the edge of a pine forest in the mountains.

This is a cemetery, the surrounding is very quiet.Although it is a forest, there are gaps between the trees, which makes the field of vision very wide. When you walk to the side of the mountain, you can see the entire Mobei City. It is a rare geomantic treasure.

Yigui was in the front and Yin Shu was in the back. The two stood in front of two dilapidated stone tablets deep in the forest.

This tombstone is inconspicuous and easily overlooked.I saw that the stone was rough, the surface was uneven, and the shape was not as square as usual.Probably because it has not been visited for a long time, the surface of the stele has been covered with a layer of fine sand, and the crooked writing on it is somewhat blurred.

Yin Shu seemed to have realized something, he bent down, tapped his hand, the movement became faster and faster, and finally wiped off most of the sand on the stele, revealing the name engraved on it.

That's two names written side by side, a couple:

Liang Geng

Wife and daughter Qin Su

These are two familiar yet unfamiliar names. The strangeness lies in the fact that Yin Shu, who is a majestic governor of the Western Regions, has searched through thousands of books in the imperial palace and cabinet, but has not found any trace of them.The familiarity is because these two people are none other than Yin Shu's biological parents in the previous life.

At that time, he was not the first scholar in the cabinet, not Yin Shu, and he would not come to his door from time to time with headaches. He was the young man in fresh clothes and angry horses in the desert, Liang Shu who scattered all his ambition and pride in a handful of yellow sand .

"What did you bring me here for?" Yin Shu's voice was hoarse, standing in front of the stele.Tears burst out of my eyes uncontrollably, and the whole person gradually lowered his body, crying brokenly in front of the tombstone.

The pine branches blown by the wind sway gently, and the light is projected on the surface of the monument through the gap, as if it is covered with a thin gauze.

Yin Shu knelt there, protruding shoulder blades could be seen on his thin back.He kept stroking the stone tablet with his hands, lowered his head deeply, and the ground in front of him was gradually wetted by the falling tears, forming a small ball of mud.

Liang Geng had been an official in the court for many years, but he couldn't even leave a decent tombstone in the end.What's even more strange is that from ancient times to the present, most of the people who set up monuments for the deceased were descendants and family members, or friends of the same class, but the inscription on this monument is written "Mobei Lizheng".

When the tombstone was finally wiped clean by Yin Shu's fingers, all the inscriptions on it were revealed. There was also an epitaph engraved crookedly there, with different handwriting styles. It seemed that it was made by several people. It should be a monument for the couple. The people of the country carved it themselves.

It said that Liang Geng, as the frontier general of the Western Regions, made great achievements in battle, protected the peace and well-being of the local people, faced the invasion of powerful enemies and won many battles, made numerous outstanding achievements, and was awarded by the court many times.

The emperor Liang Xun at that time attached great importance to this general, and even gave him a national surname, changing his previous name to Liang Geng.It is a great honor to take the country as the surname, and there are very few lucky ones, so Liang Geng became the only general in the history of the Chen Dynasty who was named with the surname of the country.

As the wife of a hero, Qin Su is valiant and heroic, as courageous as a man, and has been fighting with her husband on the battlefield all year round.

During Liang Geng's tenure as the governor of the Western Regions, the couple settled in Mobei.Liang Geng is diligent in government and loves the people, honest and honest.His wife, Qin Su, advocated equality in education and built many girls' schools in the local area.

But the couple seemed to have written famous poems on this piece of yellow sand, but they failed to become famous all over the world. Everything was lost in the endless desert, and only left to future generations to guess.

If it weren't for this stele, if it weren't for the people who paid for the repair of the tomb, then this couple would probably be forgotten forever in the long river of history.

The epitaph was written here and there is no more content, neither the birthday nor the death date of the two deceased.

It had been thirteen years since he had been away from his parents. At this time, Yin Shuchang knelt in front of the stele, looking at the two names, as if he vaguely saw them standing in front of him, staring at him.

At this moment, he is no longer that high-ranking Yin Shu who has been doing all the tricks all day long. In front of his parents, he finally removed all his pretense and became that bright and enthusiastic young man, Liang Shu.

Yigui squatted down silently, knelt beside Yin Shu, trembling, and hugged the sobbing man tightly from behind.

They seemed to cross the sea across the mountains, through the long river of time, across the boundless and lonely vast desert, and finally stood opposite each other again.

Yigui had never lost his composure before. His voice was hoarse, but he was filled with uncontrollable excitement and excitement. He seemed to have exhausted all his strength when he spoke, and said word by word: "Ah Shu, long time no see."

The author has something to say: [Serious] Falling off a horse: It means falling off a horse.

Next is the long memory killing time!

ps The author's background is finally fixed! ! !I want to release ten shots and two kicks to celebrate! ! !I use my mobile phone to update my text every day. I am really blind + handicapped...