Saiwai goes south to the west, called Liangzhou, and enters the Xiqiang realm after Liangzhou.

There is a barren Qiang village in the desolate wilderness where the two worlds meet, and a "little girl" is leading several people behind her to the village. The foresight felt that she was delicate and cute, her forehead was curled, and she was very delicate. It's just that there is a lot of money on the road, and there is a wind under the step, which is really a bit of a mismatch.

The "little girl" familiarly pushed open the door of the innermost house. "If you're injured, let's recuperate here first!"

As soon as she finished speaking, another little girl's shy and joyful voice came from the door: "Brother Mubita, are you back?"

The young man who looked like a little girl at first glance grinned: "Yes, I brought a few friends to Aji to heal~!You don't mind, do you?"

The little girl immediately stood up from the stool crampedly, and her little chapped face was dyed red: "No, I don't mind...... You—Come on quickly. ”

Mubita led Laba to enter first, and the little girl saw that the heroic girl who was slightly taller than herself was even more cramped. Later, Marsi, Cicadasi, Tashi, and Rimai Musi marched in succession, and Tashi supported the injured dancer.

The little girl, Aji, peeked at Rabazi a few times, then went into the house and took out the smashed wine and put it on the table. "You, you drink...... I—I'm going to ask the village doctor Yaru to come and take care of your injuries, right?"

Mubita waved her hand and pulled her to sit down: "Don't be busy, they can take care of themselves." Where's Kyushu Asahi?"

The little girl was dragged by him and her face was flushed, and she said in a low voice: "My brother wants to take the yak hides to the city of the Han people and sell them, so he went to the city gate early in the morning to line up and wanted to enter the city...... I haven't come back yet. ”

Mubita's face was angry when he heard this, and he said in disgust: "What is allowed to move inward, and the Qiang and Han are friendly...... Hehe, entering a city will inevitably be beaten and scolded, the Han people are the most hypocritical and cunning, saying one thing and doing another, and not giving the Qiang people who entered the Han a way to live at all!"

Aggie hung his head silently, his eyes both worried and sad. "Hmm...... Since Uncle Ada entered the city and his leg was broken by the Han Chinese, no one in the village dared to enter the city. I asked my brother not to go, and he said that if he didn't go, he couldn't sell the yak hides, so he still went......"

Rabazi listened in silence and did not say a word for a long time.

"Damn X!, these hateful Han people!" Marcy scolded as she took a sip of her wine. "Sooner or later, I'll screw off their heads!"

By this time, Tashi had already bandaged the wounds on Rabazi and Wuyansheng.

Labaz looked at Mubita, "Did Mr. Helian say when you asked you to bring the four of them to meet me?"

Mubita immediately raised his eyebrows. "There is no need to converge, he said that His Highness got the Strange Scheme, and he will no longer be the Nine Princesses who have no weight in speaking, and I will accompany His Highness to burn back, and it will definitely be Your Highness who will lead the troops into the summer!" Mubita said this in Chinese, and Najib and Masi, Cicadasi, Tashi, and Rimai Muxi did not know why.

Labaz unabashedly questioned: "You will accompany me to see the chieftain? Who are you?"

Mubita's eyes lit up: "I will be your biggest advisor in the future, my name is Mubita, and I am Mr. Helian's own brother." ”

Rabazi froze for a moment, then turned his head to look at the sound of the dance. The dancing voice nodded.

Twisting his eyebrows, Labazi lowered his head and said, "Then set off as soon as possible to return to Dangdang and dedicate the plot to my father." ”

Mu Bita responded with a smile: "Yes! Brother said that His Royal Highness Lao will bring Qi Moulu to lead the troops into Xia within 20 days to join him, and join forces with the army of King Ling of Xia to attack Xia Kingdom." ”

A flame ignited in Labazi's eyes: "The grievances of the Qiang people being bullied by the Han people have been shouted for hundreds of years, and they are finally going to be heard by the people of this land...... Good. ”

……

The rain was pouring down, and it rained for three days, and the cold moon in midwinter was even colder.

Yingli braved the rain and never slept on the horse, and the winter moon was down, and finally returned to the cloud valley.

The clothes on his body were already soaked, and they were coldly attached to his body, and the cold rain flowed down his forehead hair over his eyelids and cheeks, dripping on his chest. The woman clutched the object in her arms, and gently grabbed the horse's reins with a trembling other hand.

"Childe, we've arrived at ......" The red clothes were as dark as blood, and the soaked long sand was close to the back and covered the horse's stock. Yingli choked up and said hoarsely: "...... We're here. ”

The man in red led the horse and carried the urn in his arms step by step into the rain, stepping on the dry grass and mud, dripping with winter cold rain.

The longitudinal white in the garrison noticed the breath of the people, and stood up with his ears erected.

Yun Xiao and Ye Luye were serving in the Duanmu room, and when they heard the white wolf howling, they looked at each other quietly.

The man in Tsing Yi was about to speak, Ye Luye put down the medicine bowl in his hand, turned around and said, "I'll take a look." ”

In front of the nine-song array, on the side of the stone altar, the woman in red knelt on the mud and grass with the reins of her horse, her eyelashes trembled with the rain, and her cold white five fingers tightly hugged the ash altar in her arms under the long hand that covered the rain.

Ye Luye came out and saw it, and was shocked.

"Yingli asked to see Mr. Duanmu...... And there are important things to ask for......"

The man in green recalled the help of the Shocking Cloud Pavilion and Mei Shuying's death during the Poison Castle, his eyes were heavy, and he immediately stepped forward to help Yingli and untied his coat and draped it on her body. "Come with me into the valley. ”

Outside the bamboo drinking house, the glass wood stood outside the door of the bamboo house and under the cloister, and the hands holding the ash altar in his arms trembled uncontrollably.

After Ye Luye returned, the people on the couch had a worry in their eyes, and immediately said: "After taking a bath and changing clothes, it's not too late to talk again." ”

Ye Luye said: "She insisted on being immediate. And when the disciple saw that she was holding something in her arms, he seemed to ......, "Ye Luye wanted to speak and stopped, but did not say much."

"Then I'll ask the Protector of the Glass to come in. Duanmu said at the same time: "Xiao Er go cook some ginger soup." ”

The man in Tsing Yi immediately turned around and walked out, and when he saw the glass standing at the door, his eyes were shocked, and his voice was respectful: "The family teacher, please enter." ”

Duanmu hesitated for a moment, and sent Ye Luye to wait outside the house, leaving the glass and the white-clothed man on the couch alone in the room.

His eyes were suddenly hot, and Yingli knelt down three steps away from the edge of the couch with a "bang". He said hoarsely: "Ask Mr. Duanmu...... Yun Yingli will be the ashes of the son...... Buried in Guiyun Valley, next to Mr.!"

When the woman in white clothes and dustless and her temples stained with frost on the couch heard it, she was shocked, and the next moment her eyes were shocked, and the waves were surging.

The soft light of the Yuanhuo lava lamp danced gently in the room, reflecting the woman's pale and helpless face.

I don't know how long it took, she turned her gaze slightly, her five fingers trembled, and she subconsciously plucked her lips.

"Guiyun Valley is where the Qingyun Sect is located...... Only the previous valley owners can be buried...... Outsiders are not allowed to stay...... and thou shalt not bury the bones ......."

Before the words were finished, the voice faded away.

"You ...... him," the man on the couch whispered, "...... Did you bring it?"

Yingli lowered her head and wept, picked up the ash altar in her hand and sent it to the couch of the white-clothed man, and said in a low voice: "Childe is here...... He...... I have Mr. Duanmu in my heart...... So sir around...... is where he ends...... "Yingli cried, "Yingli pleaded with him...... Make an exception and let Childe stay...... Stay with Mr!"

In a trance, I seemed to smell the fragrant and cool cold fragrance of Zhumei, which was clear and refreshing, and lingered.

Duanmu's eyes trembled, and his heart hurt for a while, and he suddenly felt like he was suffocated.

……

"If a man ...... There really is an afterlife...... Don't call me my son and meet you again. ”

……

She subconsciously reached out to caress the urn on the edge of the couch, but her five fingers trembled uncontrollably...... When it was about to touch, the fingertips suddenly trembled, and then gently curled the fingers back. "Glass Protector...... Let's get up first. ”

The woman on the ground stubbornly couldn't kneel, gritted her teeth and said, "If Mr. doesn't allow it, Yingli will have to kneel for a long time......!" Yu Gongzi's destiny ......"

Duanmu's five fingers curled up in his sleeve trembled even more, his heart seemed to be twisted, and after a long time, his voice trembled: "Cloud Gate Ancient Teachings...... Don't violate ...... And thou shalt ...... him Leave it here for now. ”

Yingli cried and bowed her head: "...... Mr. Xie. ”

After that, the woman carried the ashes altar in her arms, and the person on the couch finally couldn't hold back, and instinctively turned her head to look in the direction of the person leaving the door...... The light in his eyes faded.

For a long time, his eyes were closed, and his eyes were silent.

He said: I like you.

……

"My Father has made it clear that where the heart is, it is the place where it belongs. That's why I ...... no matter what."

……

The heart was very distressed, and the man in white turned his gaze, his hands covering his chest and his lips trembled suddenly. For a long time, there was silence.

Ye Luye led Yingli into Lan Suwan's Zhelan Curie to rest, Yun Xiao sent ginger soup and hot water, and put the brocade box untied from the horseback outside the courtyard on the side of the small altar that was carefully wrapped by brocade on the round table in the house.

The deep and deep eyes of the man in Tsing Yi gently converged, his ten fingers slowly curled up, and he bowed his head silently for a long time, and turned away.

It was the middle of the night. Yun Xiao pursed his lips and solemnly stood quietly under the corridor in the courtyard, looking at the dim candle flame in the drinking bamboo house for a long time.

Duanmu leaned on the couch and did not move for a long time.

The cold wind of the cold night penetrated through the cracks in the window, and the bone-chilling coolness blew in the room, and the green light candle jumped slightly.

The man in white stared in a trance, and suddenly turned around.

His empty eyes looked at the source of warmth in the room—the flickering Yuanhuo lava lamp on the desk in front of the window.

The soft candle flame reflected in the woman's unfocused eyes...... Fading into obscurity.

The man in white suddenly raised his hand, flicked his sleeves, and gently rolled up the stone lamp that was burning on the desk.

Then with a slight force, he rolled it up and dragged it steadily, and when he was about to fall, he stretched out his other hand and gently caught it and held it in the palm of his hand. The candle flame is not extinguished.

Looking down at the stone lamp in his hand in a daze, Duanmu's eyes slowly emptied.

As if unconsciously, he reached out and touched the lamppost, the bearing plate, and the oil cup of the lava lamp...... For a long time, my heart suddenly hurt.

Before he could come back to his senses, tears fell by himself.

Clear tears smashed on the back of the woman's hand, warm and warm.

Duanmu Xiaoxian was stunned for a moment, and suddenly fell into the room.

The cold wind and cold rain are suddenly sad and infinitely sad.

All was silent for a moment.

Duanmu's fingers trembled suddenly...... The heart is like a knife file, and the pain enters the bone marrow.

……

Under the porch in front of the window, the people in Tsing Yi have been independent for a long time, and the green shadows are separated, full of desolation.