When the autumn wind sweeps through, the mountains are full of red leaves, and it is impossible to tell whether it is a phoenix on the branch or a leaf that has changed color. The pen %fun %pavilion www.biquge.info just the sky and the fiery red all over the mountains, a warm color.

Lan Shuo was still very young at that time, only one or two hundred years old, and his body was like a human child.

He followed his father and sat under the tree to watch him carefully make a fan.

It was a memory that my father had learned from humans, and I always liked it, and the temple was full of all kinds of beautiful fans made by my father later. My father said that the reason why human beings like fans is because fans can give a person some sustenance to a certain extent.

Lan Shuo's father was the patriarch of the Phoenix clan at that time, named Qingshan, and he was a loving old man. It is said that he did not use this name at first, but only changed it to this after his travels.

When Lan Shuo asked him why he had changed his name, he found that his father's gaze was as deep as the bright moon and the vast starry sky he saw when he stood in front of the porch when he couldn't sleep.

He only heard his father sigh, then rubbed his head, and slowly spoke: "Qingshan will never change his color, you can feel his wind bones just by looking at it from afar." The magnificence of the mountain is imposing. ”

He said, "Lan Shuo, this is my father's wish." ”

It's just that Lan Shuo was still young at that time, and he didn't know why his father said this, let alone how sad and cold his father was when he said this.

However, Lan Shuo's father was in the prime of life when the green leaves turned red in the mountains. At that time, his hair was not white, and his eyes were not misty. He carefully selected the bamboo strips used to make a fan bone, sorted out the best ones and put them on the other side. A red leaf fell from the branch, right on his father's head.

Lan Shuo slowly walked behind his father and reached out to take down the red leaves. He handed the red leaves to Qingshan and said childishly: "Father, this red leaf is so beautiful, can you make it into a fan and give it to me?"

Qingshan smiled lovingly, "Of course, if my Lan Shuo wants, I will give you a red leaf fan." ”

Lan Shuo was elated, "Father has to be counted when he speaks, and he can't send me away as casually as before." ”

Aoyama originally thought that Lan Shuo didn't like this kind of thing, because he didn't usually touch the fan, but was particularly fond of weapons. Therefore, when Lan Shuo asked his father to make him a fan, he didn't care, but after a long time, he forgot about this small request.

Lan Shuo's face was a little lost, "Father has a lot of opportunities every day, and he has to take care of everything in the family, so he usually doesn't spend much time with me." Now I want my father to make me a fan, and my father can forget about it. It seems that my father doesn't care about Lan Shuo at all......"

Lan Shuo's face was not like a child at all, and there was a mixture of loss in his seriousness, which provoked Qingshan to laugh. He rubbed Lan Shuo's head until all the hair on his head was messed up. Seeing his son holding his head and looking sullen, he smiled. "Okay, okay, right now, this one in my hand is made for you, and I promise to give it to you in less than two days!"

In this way, Lan Shuo also began to be happy. Two days later, he went back to the main hall to ask his father for a fan.

But he was stopped by his third uncle outside the hall, and the third uncle hugged him and said softly: "Your father is talking to the elders about business, don't go in and disturb him first." ”

Lan Shuo nodded as if he didn't understand, and stood outside the door waiting.

"Is the patriarch planning to abandon the lives of the entire clan this time, and to insist on going his own way?"

This voice Lan Shuo is very familiar, he is the eldest elder of the clan, and he is the brother of his grandfather.

Then he heard his father's voice coming from inside the hall.

"The Great Elder is serious, when did Qingshan abandon the lives of the entire clan?"

The Great Elder said sharply: "As the patriarch, you insist on going your own way, trying to use the most elite strength of my Phoenix clan to attack Fengju Mountain, aren't you abandoning the lives of my entire clan?"

Aoyama's voice was unsteady, implying heavy anger. "Great Elder, I'm not going to attack Fengju Mountain, I'm going to take back the hometown of our Phoenix Clan! Isn't it my duty as the patriarch to let the clansmen return to their homeland?"

The Great Elder said, "As the patriarch of the Phoenix Clan, your first duty is to take care of your clansmen, and you should not let your clansmen pay the price for what you have done!"

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The controversy in the main hall continued, and more and more voices disagreed, and a few words became a mess.

Xiao Lanshuo couldn't understand, since he was born, he has lived in Danxue, and the world also knows that the Danxue Mountain is a place where phoenixes live, why does his father say that Fengju Mountain is their hometown? Isn't their hometown here?

He tugged at the sleeve of the third uncle's coat, saw the third uncle looking down at him, and asked, "Third uncle, what are my father and the elders arguing about?

The third uncle's expression was complicated, and he looked at Lan Shuo for a while without answering his words.

Xiao Lanshuo was a little anxious, "Third uncle, why don't you answer me?"

was anxious to be asked, the third uncle sighed, flicked his sleeves and turned around to leave.

"This matter, when you grow up, you will naturally know. ”

"Children, don't the hearts of adults. ”

Lan Shuo naturally didn't understand that his group had a well-known past. That past was bloody, and that past was full of humiliation. They used to be the most special group of demon beasts bred in this world, and their bloodlines were pure and noble. However, later this nobility was trampled on worthless.

He didn't wait for his father to come out of the quarrel with the elders, but left first. He knew that what the third uncle said was right, and now there were many things that he could not know as a child.

He knew that he could wait for his father to keep his word and really make a red leaf fan for him. However, he waited a long time in his room, from the bright light until the servants lit the porch lamps.

My father still hasn't returned.

Qingshan was still in the main hall, sitting quietly on the cold marble floor in the hall. Lan Shuo stood outside the hall, and could only vaguely see a black shadow in the hall.

He walked into the main hall with a lantern, stood at the door and shouted timidly, "Father......"

No one answered him. And he didn't dare to walk in.

The silence lasted for an unknown amount of time before he heard his father sigh. Then there was a sound of Suosuo, as if Aoyama stood up. Aoyama waved his sleeves, and all the candlesticks on both sides of the hall lit up in an instant.

Lan Shuo saw his father, his face was pale, and he seemed to be much older for a moment. He also saw a fan lying on the ground. It was a fan made of Bai Juan, and there was a fiery red leaf on the surface of the fan.