The voice was too low, sounding in this dimly lit room, it felt more like a murmur in a dream, but there was a light shining in from the slightly open window, just in front of the 'bed', and you could see a lot of dust flying inside, and at this moment, the dust seemed to be still.

There was a moment of silence in the room.

After a while, the old man on the 'bed' who had closed his eyes suddenly opened his eyes.

The eyes were cloudy and old, but at this time, a bright light flashed, and he said softly, "Who is calling me?"

“……”

"Who is it?"

Yu Wenying glanced back at Xie Feng, then lowered her head and said softly: "Grandpa, my grandson saw a person at the gate of the city this time. ”

As soon as he finished saying this, the old man on the 'bed' struggled to get up, Yu Wenying hurriedly reached out again to help him up, the old man was almost completely leaning on his shoulder, and he no longer had the strength to sit up on his own, so that he was panting as if he was going to fall down in the next moment.

I looked at his eyes, blurry for a while, and clear for a while, as if it was difficult to see things, and after a while, I finally found Xie Feng's location by the dim light in the room.

He looked at him for a moment and said, "Is that this the man?"

Yu Wenying nodded: "Yes." ”

The old man looked at him and said, "Who are you?"

Xie Feng's deep voice seemed to be contaminated with heavy emotions, and as soon as he spoke, I was suffocated by the breath standing on the side.

He said, "My surname is Xie. ”

This time, I could clearly hear the old man holding his breath.

The 'chaotic' dance of dust in that light set off the silence of this moment, and several people in the room seemed to have stopped even breathing and heartbeat.

I don't know how long later, when the old man spoke again, his voice seemed to be dozens of years old, as if it was only possible to make such a voice from the ashes of time, and he said tremblingly: "You, surnamed Xie?"

“……”

"Qintian Prison Supervisor Xie Datong, who are you?"

"It's my great-grandfather. ”

The old man was quiet again.

But this time, he laughed quickly, and when the wrinkled face laughed, it felt like he was crying, and even the sound of his laughter was like crying, and after laughing for a while, he nodded slowly and said, "Xie Datong's descendant is finally here." ”

“……”

"I'm reckoning, it's time to come. ”

“……”

"I've been wondering why I, an old fellow, have been suffering from illness and suffering, but I can't die, I'm about to become a thief, it turns out that I'm just waiting for you to come. ”

“……”

"Good, good, good. ”

He said three "good" words in a row, as if it was a joyful and gratifying thing to really reunite with this descendant of the Xie family, but I could understand that he was really happy, but happy because he could finally be freed from pain and remorse.

However, he just said - Qin Tian Jian Zheng?

Xie Datong?

In the Qintian Prison of this dynasty, there is no one surnamed Xie, but if it is Xie Feng's great-grandfather, it is at least more than sixty years ago, that is, the previous dynasty.

Xie Feng's great-grandfather was the former Qintian Supervisor?

My heart beat faster.

In fact, this incident is not too surprising, no matter how many tragic wars experienced when the previous dynasty fell to the country, but as long as the old people are over sixty or seventy years old, they have naturally experienced the wars of the previous dynasty, and have experienced the affairs of the previous dynasty, if they are eighty or ninety years old, they must have some memories of the previous dynasty, and even some people have held official positions in the court of the previous dynasty.

It's just that there are too few such people now.

At the beginning, the Pei clan invaded the Central Plains, and the population of the Central Plains was almost reduced by nearly half, and the Protector also told me that when they broke into the imperial city, they were bloodied and corpses were everywhere, and in that case, maybe the people from the imperial palace of the previous dynasty would survive no more than ten.

Therefore, there are almost very few people who know some secrets.

And at this time, I remembered that last night in the snow, Xie Feng looked at the sky, he was not ordinary looking at the sky, he was stargazing.

That's why he said to me - learning art is not 'fine'.

His great-grandfather was the Qintian Supervisor, that is, an official who observed the stars for the royal family and predicted fortunes and misfortunes, so he obviously had also learned this ancestral craft of the 'door', so he would say that he was "not 'fine' in learning".

It seemed to feel my messy breathing and heavy heartbeat, although Xie Feng was fully focused on the old man, he couldn't help but look back at me at this time, almost half of my body was standing in the dark of the room, I just raised my head at the moment, and looked at him with a complicated look.

His eyes, although deep, but in the dark abyss, I seem to be able to see some undercurrents, which I had never noticed before, and at this moment, it finally surged undisguisedly.

At this time, the old man on the 'bed' spoke again: "You, are you here to take my 'life'?"

As soon as he said this, Yu Wenying's eyes immediately revealed a little fierce light.

He raised his head fiercely and looked at Xie Feng.

Xie Feng's shoulders also twitched slightly, he was silent for a long time, and said, "Originally, yes. ”

"What about now?"

"Now, I don't want to take your life. ”

"Why?"

"Because you are alive now, perhaps more painfully than dead. ”

Everyone knows that when people reach their old age, they are sick and painful, and it is indeed very painful, but this is not to the point where it is more painful than death, seeing that the old man's white eyebrows and hairs are wrinkled together, Xie Feng said slowly: "The best destination for heroes should be, of course, the knife head 'licking' the bloody horse leather shroud." In those years, one of the Eight Pillar Kingdoms that was 'fine' and 'gorgeous', Baishan Saber Yuwen Kang became what it is now, lingering on the sickbed, without the power of the 'chicken', and in the end, it is more likely to vomit blood and die, isn't it a regrettable thing?"

Every time he said a word, the old man's breath became a little heavier, and when he said "lingering on the sickbed, without the power of the 'chicken' in his hands", the old man's anger was almost unbearable.

Even in this dim light, I could see that the old man's face was getting paler and paler, even so pale that it was bloodless.

Yu Wenying hurriedly reached out and stroked his back to help him calm down, and said, "Grandpa, grandpa, what's wrong with you?!"

"Whew...... Whew......"

There was a dry wheezing sound in Yuwen's throat, and I thought he would not be able to hold on several times, but in the end, that mouthful of phlegm was still spit out by him, just with a little bloodshot, Yuwenying's eyes were red with anger, and he raised his head and glared at Xie Feng angrily.

And Xie Feng, who has always shown himself with a calm and introverted appearance, I have never found out that he still has such a sharp side and such a sharp side.

Na Yuwen gasped for a while, finally breathed a sigh of relief, slowly raised his head to look at him, and said, "Okay." ”

“……”

"If you're here to get revenge on me this time, you've done it. ”

“……”

"Your words do make me more uncomfortable than killing me. ”

“……”

"You did it. ”

Yu Wenying held her grandfather and said fiercely: "You don't leave yet!"

Xie Feng took a step forward and said, "It's not over yet." ”

"Not over yet?!"

Yu Wenying seemed to be completely unbearable this time, put down the old man and got up to rush to Xie Feng, but Yu Wenying was already lying in the quilt and couldn't even breathe, but he still used his last bit of strength to grab his grandson's sleeve: "Don't be impulsive!"

"Grandpa!"

"Over the years, what I have been waiting for is the people of the Xie family. ”

“……”

"I finally waited for him, and it was up to him what he wanted to say and do. ”

“……”

"Even if he really wants to kill me with a knife, I will never complain. ”

“……”

"You are not allowed to 'meddle' in this matter!"

"Grandpa!"

"Promise me!"

Although the hero is old, but the tiger is still there, his words, still let this young man who can confront the enemy army outside Tianjin City with one person and one knife bow to his ears, Yu Wenying struggled for a long time, and finally let out a long breath, and then slowly sat back on the side of the 'bed' and helped his grandfather up.

Yuwen Kang's emaciated shoulders rose high with his breathing, and he could see that this old man had become disfigured, just now Xie Feng said that he was in the limelight back then, 'fine' and brilliant 'gorgeous', I think, can make people like Xie Feng say such praise words, Yuwen Kang's demeanor when he was young is really unimaginable today;

The twilight of the beauty and the end of the hero are certainly regrettable, but no one thought that in fact, the twilight of the hero is also a kind of helplessness and sorrow shaped by fate.

This, perhaps, is really the sorrow shared by all aging heroes.

Obviously it has nothing to do with me, but at this time, I still can't help but bow my head a little sourly.

But the next moment, the words spoken by the two of them made my breathing tense all of a sudden.

Yuwen Kang raised his head and looked at Xie Feng, and said breathlessly: "You are not finished, so do you have anything else to tell me?"

Xie Feng said: "What I want to say has been said, and now, I want to ask for my great-grandfather." ”

"Your great-grandfather...... What is he going to ask?"

Xie Feng took a deep breath and said slowly: "Before my great-grandfather died, he only asked me to ask Yuwen Gong one sentence - Yuwen Kang, the original astrological signs, did you see it right, or did I see it right!"

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