The river broke out of Xiling Gorge, went all the way to the east, ran into the Nanjin Pass, and then went down into the embrace of the Jianghan Plain. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Ancient poems: "The mountains follow the plains, and the rivers flow into the great wilderness", which is the scene.

Nanjin Pass, as the "first canyon of the Yangtze River", is the last pass for the river to get rid of the shackles of the high gorge and deep valley.

Under the north bank of Nanjin Pass, there is an ancient ferry port, which is called Jingao Ferry. On the other side of the ferry, there is a stream, which is a small branch of the river that branches off in the east.

The stream is not wide, meandering, like a belt.

At the end of the winding line, there is a dense forest, and at the end of the woods, then a mountain that does not reach the top. Just under the mountains, on the edge of the woods, there is a lonely village.

The village is neither big nor small, with a population of less than 100 households, but it is close to 100 households.

At the end of the village, on one side of the mountain, there is a small manor.

The name of the village is Wu Village, just because most of the people in this village are surnamed Wu. The manor at the end of the village, the people of Wu Village call it Zhishui Villa.

In such an ordinary village, why there is a mountain villa with such a unique name, the people in the village can't say it, but the ancestors have always called it that.

It was the beginning of spring, and the rain was extremely dense, like silk intertwined with the deep green earth.

The rain weaved through the dense forest, wetting the mud in the forest.

The genius was bright, the stream was still shrouded in a milky white smoke, and the people of the village had already gotten up and were busy.

The villages on the edge of the river mainly rely on fishing for a living, and are both porters and shakers.

Compared with the busyness of the village, the water resort is as calm as the water as its name.

Because the large manor has long been abandoned, only the west courtyard hut near the gate of the manor has been newly renovated, and several orphans and widows in the village live. Because he could not afford to go out to work, he could only stay in the west courtyard of the manor in this remote corner, and make a living by sewing clothes and fishing nets for the villagers.

The rain fell from the sky very densely, and although the sky was bright, there was still no ray of daylight.

"Big brother, what are you doing?" Under the corridor in the corner of the west courtyard, a little girl of seven or eight years old was tilting her head and asking a fifteen-year-old boy curiously.

In the face of the girl's inquiry, the young man only agreed with a smile and did not answer.

The boy took out a small wooden compartment from the room where he lived, opened it and pulled out a compartment from the many compartments, and took out a piece of gum film as thin as a wing from the middle.

The boy picked up the film and looked at it carefully, then gently wiped it flat, and carefully spread it on the cotton gauze paper that had been padded in advance on the small table.

Then from the other compartments of the wooden compartment, he took out the cement, knives, shovels, and wire rings one by one. There were also a few small bottles, either containing strange powders or indescribable water. Finally, the boy took out two beautiful little brocade boxes from the wooden compartment, and placed them neatly on the small table along with all the things he had taken out before.

After putting the items away, the young man sat at the table, took out a piece of cement from the brocade box, spread it lightly on the film, and carefully kneaded and molded it.

"Big brother, what is this?" the little girl asked curiously.

The boy smiled, smiling naturally, as if he was born with such a smile: "Little sister, have you ever heard of the human skin mask?"

"Human skin mask, what is that?" asked the little girl, tilting her head and opening her eyes wide.

"It's something that can change the appearance of a person by sticking it on their face. ”

The little girl blinked her eyes and said, "Mom said that people's appearance is natural and cannot be changed." ”

The young man pinched the film he took out first, and said with a smile: "But if you wear this human skin mask, you can really change your appearance." ”

The little girl pouted and watched the boy keep kneading and fiddling with the mud, shook her head and said, "I don't believe it." ”

The young man laughed out loud and said, "Actually, I don't believe it either. As he spoke, he applied a layer of powder to the human skin mask to bring it closer to the human skin.

After some more kneading, it was finally done, and the boy picked up the formed human skin mask in his hand, gently covered his face, and grinned at the little girl.

The little girl was stunned for a moment, then stared at it with wide eyes for a while, and suddenly clapped her hands and laughed: "It turns out that the big brother is a trickster." “

I saw that after the young man put on a human skin mask, he really changed his appearance. The original fair complexion has turned into a dull yellow. A round face also seems to have been suddenly sharpened, and it is very strange to become pointy.

But no matter how well the human skin mask is made, it is a fake after all. It is like a person's face is stiffened by some foreign object and cannot be moved. On the face with the mask, there is no vitality in sight, just like a dead skin, how strange it looks, how unnatural it is.

The boy made a few more weird smiles at the girl, causing the girl to giggle and laugh. Finally, he took out a small bronze mirror from his bosom and looked up and down his face.

The face in the bronze mirror looks like a layer of skin has fallen off when it smiles, and it doesn't look like a human smile, which makes people feel wrong at first glance.

The boy stuck out his tongue: "It's still not presentable, hey." As he spoke, he peeled off the human skin mask on his face.

The little girl approached at this time, snatched the human skin mask from the young man's hand, opened it and smiled while looking at it: "Big brother, this is fun, can you teach Lian'er to do it?"

The young man smiled and took back the human skin mask and put it in the wooden compartment, saying, "This is not a clay figure, it's not fun." ”

The little girl jumped over, lay on the boy's wooden box, and rummaged inside: "Big brother, there are no clay figures. Big brother's clay figurines are gone. ”

The young man laughed loudly: "The clay figures have been given away, didn't I also give a lotus fish to Lian'er." ”

"Well, I gave the lotus fish to Brother Zhu'er in the east of the village, and the eldest brother will pinch another one for Lian'er. The little girl shook the boy's hand and begged pitifully.

"Okay, I'll make another clay figurine for Lian'er later. The boy nodded in agreement, carefully packing up the various things on the table into the wooden compartment.

A woman's soft voice suddenly came from the east room: "Lian'er, what are you pestering Brother Yang again?"

The little girl turned to the east side of the house and replied, "Mom, the eldest brother has just made a leather mask. ”

"Human skin mask?" The woman's voice in the room had a hint of surprise, and after pausing for a moment, she continued: "That thing is nothing good, Lian'er, don't go to make trouble with Brother Yang, come back quickly." ”

The little girl pouted and watched reluctantly as the boy finished packing up his things and walked to the hut where he lived.

The young man walked to the door, turned back to the little girl and winked at the little girl and smiled: "Lian'er will go back first, and when I make a new clay figurine, I will send it to you." ”

When the little girl heard this, she immediately smiled happily and nodded: "Okay, big brother, hurry up and send Lian'er." After saying that, he waved his hand vigorously at the young man, turned around and ran into the east side of the house.

The boy smiled as the little girl's back disappeared by the door, then turned and walked back to his room, closing the door.

The furnishings in the house are very simple, just a bed, a table and a chair.

The boy put the small wooden compartment at the end of the bed, sat on the bed, froze for a moment, and turned his head to look out the window.

Outside the window, the rain kept falling from the sky, and the wind blew inward, constantly drifting into the house, completely wetting the wooden lattice on the windowsill.

The boy looked at it for a moment, sighed lightly, turned his gaze back into the room, took a moment's notice, and then shook his head again. He lowered his head and groped around in his arms, and found a small purse tied to his chest with a red rope.

I opened the mouth of the purse and found an object that looked crystal clear even in a poorly lit room.

It was a jade pendant, a finely carved mutton fat green silk jade pendant.

A dragon and phoenix pattern jade pendant that only today's princes can have.

On the jade pendant, the phoenix feet and seven claws represent the ownership of the seven princes.

And the Seven Princes, as everyone knows, are the current crown princes.

The young man is not a prince, but he will have such a jade pendant, which means that he must not be an ordinary person. Even if it's just an ordinary person, it won't be someone with just ordinary experience.

The young man is Liu Shuangli, who is disguised as a man, and is the youngest disciple of Yuntianmen, who has been destroyed by the current saint many years ago.

Half a year ago, after spending her fifteenth birthday in the courtyard of the young master of Baoyun Silver in the suburbs of the capital, she left the courtyard where she had lived for a year and a half with the help of Ling Xue, a maid from the Han Mansion of the Marquis of Yongding, and began to wander the world again.

A month ago, she went up the river from Jiangnan. On the road, he was occasionally infected with wind and cold, and did not seek medical treatment in time, so that his condition was aggravated, and he finally lost his support when passing through Nanjin Pass, and passed out on the road. After that, he was rescued and sent to this village.

Because she had no relatives and no reason, she looked very shabby and depressed in her dress and luggage, and after her condition improved slightly, she was arranged by the villagers to live in this deserted water-stopping villa.

Externally, she claimed that her surname was Yang, because her family was poor and she did not choose a name, and she was ranked seventh according to her family, so she called Yang Qi'er.

Why did you give yourself this surname, and you have this name that is so simple that it can't be simpler? She herself knows very well, and those who know what she has experienced in the previous years will understand the reason as soon as they hear it.

The reason can only be Qin Siyang, the current Royal Highness the Seventh Prince, a person she can't avoid in this life.

Liu Shuangli walked alone all the way, and along the way, letters kept popping up beside her. The letters were all written with a special potion made by the Han government, and only one of the potions in the wooden compartment she carried with her could be unraveled. After less than half an hour, the potion will be invalid, the handwriting will disappear, and if you want to see it again, you must apply the potion again to see it again.

And these letters, there are Qin Siyang's anxious questions, Ling Xue's explanations, and occasionally Han Qihai, the third son of the Yongding Marquis Mansion.

From this, she can clearly know what is happening in the palace, know that the current crown prince is in a strong situation, know that the Han Mansion is stepping up the layout and defense, and know that the layout of the northern border children's defense has been changed. also knew that the Han Mansion did not have more manpower and time to protect her.

Although there is no one to protect her from time to time, her every move cannot escape from the Yongding Marquis Han Mansion. can't escape from the Han Mansion, which naturally means that the crown prince Qin Siyang can't escape. (To be continued.) )