Qingshan was still in the main hall, sitting quietly on the cold marble floor in the hall. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 infoLan Shuo stood outside the hall, and could only vaguely see a black shadow in the main 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.

He thought about it for a moment and thought that the fan should be the gift that his father had promised to give him today. Little Lan Shuo was a little stunned in his heart, but when he saw his father's appearance, this kind of amazement disappeared suddenly.

Lan Shuo will never forget the day when his father looked at him, although he was as loving as ever, something seemed to be fading from his majestic body, and even at such a young age, he could see that the unusual aging was leaving on his father's face.

Qingshan stood quietly in the center of the hall, completely devoid of the high-spirited appearance he had ever seen. Mother said that my father's insolence was the most attractive, but now this insolence is gone. He didn't know how to describe his feelings, he knew too few words and read too few books. He thought about it, but he only thought that his father might be entangled in clan affairs and overworked, right?

Qingshan heard someone calling him, raised his eyelids and swept towards Lan Shuo, but did not make a sound, just raised his hand to beckon him to his side.

Lan Shuo slowly walked to Qingshan's side, and was about to salute, but he felt that the light in front of him was suddenly completely blocked.

Aoyama was half-kneeling, wrapped his arms around him, and hugged him.

Although his father's embrace was warm, he felt a trace of unusual aura spreading. He didn't know what was wrong with his father, and he didn't know what he should say or move.

Aoyama hugged him, and a deep voice sounded in Lan Shuo's ears. "Ah Shuo, if one day you find that your father is not as powerful as you think. You find that he is actually so weak that he can't even convince himself to do what he wants to do..... Would you be ashamed of such a father?"

Lan Shuo was stunned, he didn't expect what his father said, he was actually asking him, would he be ashamed of him?

Lan Shuo thought for a moment, "Father is the head of the family, is there anyone else who can let you not do anything?"

Lan Shuo didn't understand why his father was already the most powerful person in the entire group, so why did he have something he wanted to do but couldn't?

Qingshan let go of him, reached out and rubbed his head as always, and said with a smile: "Yes, if I tell you a child, you may not be able to understand." ”

Aoyama's smile was a little complicated, a little lonely, and a little depressed. But Lan Shuo didn't understand, so he couldn't give him some comfort.

As if suddenly remembering something, Aoyama stood up and walked over to the bones of the Momiji fan. He slowly squatted down, picked up the bones of the red leaf fan, turned his head to Lan Shuo and said, "I'm sorry, Ah Shuo, this fan was originally meant to be given to you, but it turned out to be broken by my father." ”

Although Lan Shuo was also very disappointed, he still shook his little head and said, "With my father's craftsmanship, just make one for me!"

Qingshan smiled and said, "Okay, tomorrow my father will make a hand for you, so that you don't keep saying that talking for your father doesn't count." ”

There was no second quarrel, and soon Aoyama made a second red leaf fan and gave it to Lan Shuo. Looking at Lan Shuo's happy appearance, he finally showed a smile.

Until Lan Shuo's coming-of-age ceremony, Qingshan never told him about the past history and what was the reason for the quarrel with the clan elders in the temple that day. Perhaps he felt that this history was in the past and should not be borne by young people. Or maybe he didn't think it was time to tell Lan Shuo. In short, until Lan Shuo himself knocked this history sideways from the past records and the third uncle who could never hold on to his mouth, Qingshan never mentioned anything about it in front of Lan Shuo.

As Lan Shuo grew up, he gradually understood what his father meant by asking himself that day if he would one day be ashamed of his father who did nothing.

He no longer asked the elders why they had been living in Danxue, but Danxue was not their hometown? He no longer asked why Fengju Mountain was no longer the place where the phoenix lived.

Because he knows that the reason why this obscure history is not mentioned is because this history contains the humiliation of the entire Phoenix clan.

But the young man was not reconciled.

.......

The autumn leaf fan slowly unfolded and closed again, and Lan Shuo's memories came to an abrupt end. He turned his head to look at the sage and asked, "If it were you, what do you think you would do?"

At this time, in the main hall, there are only Qian and Lan Shuo. Obviously, it was a separate meeting.

He was silent and silent for a long time. Just when Lan Shuo thought that he would not get an answer, just like when his father asked him, he didn't expect to get an answer. He spoke.

He said, "Great Elder Lan Shuo, in fact, I am an outsider, and I am not qualified to judge. But since you have spoken, it would be a bit rude for me not to answer your question seriously. He paused, and then said, "Great Elder Lan Shuo, there is a saying in human beings, that is, a gentleman has something to do. It's about some things that can be done and some things that can't be done. The Qingshan patriarch is thinking about the clan, and he doesn't want the Phoenix clan to end up more miserably at his hands. He hopes that the Phoenix Clan will continue to exist in the world as it is now, and as long as the tragedies of the past are not repeated, this is his ideal. ”

Lan Shuo smiled slightly and said, "But at the beginning, I obviously didn't see it as clearly as you. ”

He was stunned for a moment, "Are you ......?"

Lan Shuo laughed twice, "I went to Fengju Mountain alone, and there was only one thought in my heart. I was just trying to fulfill my father's wishes, and I couldn't listen to anything else. ”

"So...... And then?"

Lan Shuo shook his head, his gaze falling on the red leaf fan in his hand.

He went up to Fengju Mountain alone, to be precise, he was the same as the first generation of tomb keepers, he did not reach the top of the mountain, but only reached the foot of the mountain.

He did not go up, nor did he have the ability to go up. However, this was only understood after he returned.

It's just that this understanding comes at a price.

When he woke up again, his scattered eyes refocused on his father's anxious gaze and the empty sleeve on his left.

The sleeves were simply knotted, and there was faint blood oozing out from under the white clothes at the shoulders.