Silver Moon Halberd

The cold moonlight covered the valley, dimly illuminating his vision. He looked ahead, and saw a figure staggering towards him, but before he took a few steps, he fell down and fell silent.

There was a trace of novelty in his eyes, he stood blankly for a moment, and then stepped forward to carry him back to the house and settle him properly.He dug out the medicine bottle from the cabinet, walked back to the bed, and stretched out his hand to inspect the other person's injury.

"Hmm..." With a groan, the originally closed eyelids fluttered open.

Surprised, he hurriedly withdrew his hand, but was grabbed by the other party, and a hoarse voice came into his ears at the same time: "Thank you for saving me, I'm in Xiaye Zhenge, please teach me your name..."

The strength between his wrists, the temperature of his skin...everything was so strange that he suddenly felt his hair stand on end, and couldn't help but hold his breath.

"Brother?"

"..." The simple words were brewing in the throat for a long time, so that they were out of tune when they came out, "Xi...Xiu..."

"Xi Xiu..." Ye Zhenge murmured and repeated.

Hearing this call, his heart skipped a beat, he hurriedly broke free, and threw the medicine bottle to the man's hand.

Ye Zhenge understood immediately, tried his best to prop up his body, and said: "Brother, please lend me some clothes, and fetch some water."

Xi Xiu didn't move at all.

He stood with his back to the window, blocking the only light source in the room. Ye Zhenge could only see his outline but couldn't see the expression on his face, so he had to ask again: "Brother?"

At this moment, Xi Xiu seemed to come back to her senses, and went out of the house without making a sound, and after a while, she brought in a bucket of water, took her clothes and placed them on the bedside.He didn't know how many injuries this person had suffered. Judging by the smell of blood alone, the injury should be serious. It can be seen that the other person was struggling to get out of bed, and he stood aside but showed no intention of helping.

After peeling off the bloody clothes one by one, Ye Zhenge squatted in front of the bucket and began to scrub. The water was so cold that it numbs a little pain.After scrubbing and applying medicine to the wounds that were within reach, he changed his clothes and bowed generously to Xi Xiu: "If you are trapped in the wilderness without a brother to help you, I am afraid that Ye will eat up everything." suffering."

Xi Xiu remained motionless, as if the person in front of him was a "heterogeneous", every word and action he had to observe for a long time before he could react.

Ye Zhenge didn't want to use his hands to force himself to apply the medicine, but now he felt dizzy and dizzy when he relaxed a little, unable to support himself.He sat back on the bed again, looked at the young man and smiled faintly.His chest tightened suddenly, without even saying a polite word, Xi Xiu turned and left, and walked into the next room.The furnishings here are almost the same as the previous room, except that the beds, tables and chairs are covered with dust, obviously it has been left unused for a long time.He flicked the quilt indifferently, and lay down with his arms on his pillow.

Staring at the top of the tent, the corners of his mouth moved slightly, and he pulled out a smile stiffly.

Silent all night.

At noon the next day, Xi Xiu pushed open the door of Ye Zhenge's house with the grilled fish, put down the bowl, walked forward lightly, and stared at the sleeping person.

This is a completely different face from the master in his memory, but he can't tell exactly what the difference is... Xi Xiu unconsciously stretched out her hand and stroked that face with her fingertips. The other party woke up.His fingers trembled and hurriedly curled back into his palms.

Last night was dark and tormented by injuries, Ye Zhenge didn't have a chance to take a closer look, and now he couldn't help being a little surprised - the extremely white skin was bloodless, and the extremely beautiful appearance was so beautiful that there was no life in it, if it wasn't for the bright sky Make the illusion that the person in front of you is a living dead.

However, the astonishment was only fleeting, he quickly restrained his expression, slowly moved out of bed, cupped his hands to Xi Xiu, and said: "Thanks to the panacea, brother, the wound no longer feels pain, the great kindness is unforgettable, but there is something I have nothing to say."

Xi Xiu looked at him silently.

Knowing that no matter how much you wait, you won't be able to get a few words in return, so Ye Zhenge simply walked to the table, looked into the bowl with piercing eyes, and exclaimed: "It smells so good."

The whole fish was barely enough to satisfy his hunger, so Ye Zhenge took an empty bowl and went outside to scoop up pool water to drink.

Standing by the pool, looking around, the vernal equinox is chilly in the valley, and it is cold and green, but the three wooden houses in front of you are like small boats in the forest, floating alone in the world... Finally, the eyes fell back on the "lord of the lonely boat", Ye Zhenge Doubtful: "May I ask, are you the only one living here?"

She thought she was talking to herself again, but unexpectedly Xi Xiu nodded.

Ye Zhenge quickly struck while the iron was hot: "How old are you?"

After opening and closing her lips for a long while, Xi Xiu murmured: "Two...ten..."

With a gentle smile, Ye Zhenge said: "I'm five years older than I am, but am I lucky enough to be sworn brothers with different surnames?"

Not surprisingly, Xi Xiu fell silent again, and gave him a half-understanding look.

Faced with the young man's reticence, Ye Zhenge didn't mind, and still healed his injuries with peace of mind. After a few days, his injuries improved slightly, and he began to move around.

In the early morning of this day, he came to a bush, took out the silk thread he carried with him and fixed it between the bushes like weaving a net, picked some berries and sprinkled them nearby, and then wandered aimlessly.It took about half an hour to return to the original place. As expected, a pheasant with shiny coat was already trapped under the "net", flapping its wings and struggling endlessly.

Ye Zhenge pinched its slender neck, and the living creature became silent instantly.

When he first entered the dining hall, he saw dust everywhere. He cleaned it up a bit, boiled a large pot of hot water to clean the pheasants, and then dug a shallow pit outside the house, buried the pheasants wrapped in soil and burned them.

After another hour, he extinguished the fire but was not in a hurry to take out the food. He waited for a while, and he really saw Xi Xiu coming from a distance from the forest.

"It's better to catch up sooner than later, and try my handicraft." When the mud seal was opened, the aroma immediately overflowed, and a chicken leg was torn off, and Ye Zhenge handed it to the young man.

Xi Xiu looked at the thing in his hand and then at him, but she didn't take it, but walked around him to the edge of the pool.

With a soft sigh, Ye Zhenge caught up with Xi Xiu, and threw the whole chicken into the water without any explanation: "I haven't seen you using other food for a few days, so I just made my own idea and used local materials... I think it's okay to feed the fish in the pond." I can give you a taste of something new."

Looking at the ripples on the surface of the water, Xi Xiu was stunned, and said, "I... used to eat fish..."

"Since you are used to eating fish, you might as well leave it to me to cook tomorrow."

Xi Xiu answered very quickly this time: "You can't catch it."

The young man spoke first, but Ye Zhenge did not believe in evil.

Silver needles, silk thread, and live bait, in keeping with the old style, he leaned against a big tree, closed his eyes slightly, and held a slender bamboo stick across the water between his fingers, calmly waiting for the fish to take the bait.The sun drove away the coldness of spring and made him drowsy. In a daze, there seemed to be something touching his cheek. He unconsciously frowned and turned his head to avoid it.

Opening his eyelids unbearably disturbed, Ye Zhenge raised his chin slightly to look, thinking that a fish was not hooked, but a cold beauty was "caught".

Youyou got up and got rid of Xi Xiu without a trace, Ye Zhenge laughed at himself: "I guess this group of fish must have been spoiled by that pheasant, now they are willing to condescend to the little earthworm?"

Glancing at him, Xi Xiu picked up the bamboo stick, tore off the silk thread, and turned to the deep pool with breathless concentration.

The pool water is dark, not to mention the fish, it is difficult to see even one finger deep.But as the eyelids sank slightly, Xi Xiu's right hand was as fast as a thunderbolt, carrying a thousand catties of force straight into the bottom of the water, the speed was so fast that there was no ripple, and it was pulled away in an instant, and there was a lively big fish on the other end.He threw the fish into the wooden barrel casually, and caught a few more in a row in the same way.

Seeing that he had gained a lot, Ye Zhenge smiled coyly and said, "I'm really ashamed, even a fish can't do anything about it."

Xi Xiu pursed her lips and said, "They... will swim to the bottom as long as people are around."

"How do you identify it?"

"Putting the end."

Ye Zhenge was shocked in his heart, without showing any trace on his face, he patted his stomach and said: "Then did you hear the sound in my stomach?"

Xi Xiu has always "disdained" to respond to his naughty words, and he is quite self-aware. He picked up the wooden barrel and walked back with the other party. When he reached the house, he said jokingly: "This cooking method is my unique secret recipe, and it is ignored. Wouldn't it be a disadvantage? You just wait outside."

Watching Ye Zhenge step into the dining hall, Xi Xiu followed closely, and peeped in through the half-closed door: a slender figure wrapped in a slightly old green shirt, with a neatly combed bun on top of her head, which is usually slightly curved His eyes are calmly watching the knife.

The fish was scraped to pieces under Ye Zhenge's hands. He moved neatly, like a "battle-tested" chef. In the blink of an eye, the fish lay quietly on the chopping board.Then, he picked up another fish and continued to move after falling unconscious, but unexpectedly, the fish straightened up suddenly, causing the blade to slide obliquely, and a bloody mouth appeared on his left hand immediately!

That scene looked very scary, but Ye Zhenge just slowly rolled up his cuffs, as if he didn't want to stain his clothes more than the pain.

Reluctantly staying away from the stove and pushing open the door, a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth in the next moment, Ye Zhenge sighed: "Actually, I am not as useless as you see, but I always meet you when I am in a mess, you say, we Isn't your fate amazing?"

Without saying a word, Xi Xiu tore off the hem of her clothes and tied it tightly on his wound.

"It's okay, I've made you worry." Ye Zhenge said softly.

After a pause, Xi Xiu slowly raised her eyes, as if she finally realized that in front of her was a real person who could talk and laugh.

He grew up in forests, seas and valleys since he was a child, and he was accompanied only by his master. He almost forgot how long it had been since his master passed away...three years, four years, or five years?Mountains can't speak, trees, birds, and fish can't speak. Gradually, even he has forgotten words, emotions, sorrows, joys, and the warmth of another person.