Song Hanshan often thinks about one thing, if he hadn't followed the old man to the Ruling View because of a big white steamed bun, what would he be like now. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

Maybe it's still a beggar that everyone shouts and beats, since the death of his father and mother in the heavy snow, he and his sister have nowhere to go, so they can only beg on the cold roads of the streets and alleys every day. In the cold weather, the flesh and blood were blurred, and there was no medicine stone to heal it, so it could only be allowed to rot day by day, and so on, until later, there was no strength at all, and it waited for death in the broken temple.

That year, many people died in the city, all of them were poor people, and later there were many homeless wandering beggars, and some of them were brought back to the house by some nobles, which can be regarded as saving their lives and food and clothing in the future. And the usual ones can only fend for themselves, Song Hanshan and his sister are obviously the latter, the days are passing day by day, the weather is getting colder and colder, hateful, this is not a natural disaster, but a man-made disaster, the road has frozen bones, Zhumen wine and meat stink, the official mansion in the city, that mansion, in order to marry the seventh concubine, embezzled I don't know how much silver taels for disaster relief!

He fought with other beggars in the broken temple for turf, and his nose was blue and his face was swollen, and even the beggars died because of this, so he grabbed an inch of corner space and let him sleep peacefully with his sister for one night. He also once stole a baked cake in the crowd at the risk of being caught and beaten to death, and then tore off a small piece for himself, leaving the rest for his sister, who had no strength to move. He thought that all this would end at the beginning of spring next year, because although he was young, he knew a lot and could do a lot of things, and he would always be able to support himself and his sister.

But unfortunately, it always comes so quickly......

That night, he was just tired and pretended to sleep for a while, and then he was awakened by a familiar scream, his sister was gone, and not far away, a bunch of thugs were frantically pressing a person, and then tearing her clothes, Song Hanshan could see that the blue, patched winter dress was stolen by himself and given to his sister, for this reason, he even almost broke his legs.

At that moment, madness instantly overwhelmed reason, and with a roar, he rushed over, but how could the strength of one person be worth so many gangsters who were bigger than him, Song Hanshan was knocked to the ground, his head was stepped on, and then he watched his sister bite her tongue and kill herself in pain.

"Ahh

He screamed in pain, kept grabbing his head to the ground, blood mixed with tears and sweat soaked his long hair, and he felt like his heart was crumbling, and after the death of his parents, even that small, still warm world was completely shattered.

Song Hanshan finally quietly returned to his own corner, coldly watching the thugs drag his sister's body out, and then returned to the ruined temple to sleep. He was very angry and very sensible, he knew that he could not beat them, and the final result could only be beaten to death by them.

yes, what's the point of dying a few people......

That night, after everyone had fallen asleep, Song Hanshan stood up in the darkness, took out the dagger that his parents had given him before they died, and asked him to take care of and protect his sister, and calmly inserted it into the heart of every gangster. Seven or eight years old, this is the first time he has killed someone, but he is not afraid at all, he kills with pleasure, and even has a hint of a crazy smile.

Bloody, foul-smelling, began to condense in the air in the bone-chilling cold, Song Hanshan ran out of the house and began to search for his sister's body in the dim moonlight, until not far away, he saw the wild dogs, with the broken cyan cloth in their mouths.

Song Hanshan shouted, and finally fainted.

This dizziness was two days and two nights, when he woke up again, it was still dark night, he was lying on the ground, but he couldn't stand up anymore, pain, hunger, and the collapse of his will, he didn't want to get up, so he died, but when he arrived in the Yama Palace, he was really ashamed of his father and sister......

In the haze, he saw an old man beside him, wearing a very strange purple dress, which seemed to be called a Taoist robe...... The old man lowered his body, took out a snow-white steamed bun, and then said, "Are you willing to come with me?" ”

Song Hanshan smiled stupidly, he thought that he was here to pick him up on the road, pick him up to see his sister, and let him apologize properly, so he nodded quickly, and even couldn't wait.

In this way, the first true legend of the Ruling Concept, in the winter when the snow disaster invaded the Tang Dynasty, was brought back to the view by an elder who walked the world, and since then the cold disease has not invaded, there is no fear and worry-free, and it is beyond the world.

Soon after he ascended the mountain, he met a girl much younger than him, the second true legend of the Ruling Temple, who was looking at him with a smile in a double ponytail.

That's An Ye, the An Ran of life, the leaves fall in the autumn leaves.

His sister is called Song Hanye, and later his father thought that this name was too cold and not good for the girl, so he specially asked the teacher in the private school to change one, called Song Anye, and it was also the An of Anran's life, and the leaves fell in the autumn.

He thought it was his sister, and from then on, the first true transmission of the ruling view poured out everything to the second true transmission.

A few years later, Song Hanshan learned something, and gradually became sensible, knowing that An Ye was not his sister, but everything was still the same, he was very happy and happy, he felt that this must be the blessing of his parents in the spirit of heaven, and it was also his sister who whispered to him and said: "Brother, I don't blame you ......"

In the winter of that year, Song Hanshan left the Ruling View for the first time, and killed all the corrupt officials in the city with a sword, and the whole city was shocked.

Song Hanshan looked at them silently, unconsciously burst into tears, he could see clearly, this is the world, the so-called world with rules and the Han Sheng's code as the priority, in fact, only one's own strength is the most reliable, never trust others, fate must be in your own hands.

He returned to the courtyard, An Ye came to visit, and secretly engraved two words on the hilt of his sword, one is Song, the other is An, he takes care of her, she believes in him, Song Hanshan is puzzled, An Ye said with a smile: "Senior brother, today is your birthday, and I don't have anything to give you...... Just write two words! ”

Song Hanshan laughed in a trance, he didn't remember when his birthday was, but it was a coincidence that a few years ago today he entered the door of the Ruling View and ushered in a new life, so it is not wrong to say that today is his birthday, and the most important thing is that he really likes the gift that An Ye gave him.

That sword, which was later treasured by his side, was not a swordsman, but since then, in addition to the Heavenly King Hall where he studied, he went to the Sword Pavilion the most, he knew the sword, learned the sword, practiced the sword, but the ultimate goal was to use this sword to protect the people who valued.

An Ye, I will always protect you, forever and ever......

Year after year, on the high mountain, he looked at An Ye's simple and lovely smile, thought of a lot, and said solemnly in his heart.

For this, everything can be paid.

……

Stepping on the starlight, Song Hanshan and An Ye went out, in the narrow alley, it was empty and silent, and there was no light around, so it was pitch black at a glance, but there was actually nothing to visit.

But An Ye obviously doesn't care about this, the little girl is just bored in the house, and she wants to go out to breathe, even if it's just to look at the starry sky and pick a few autumn leaves to play, it's all excellent.

"Senior brother, senior brother, look, is that the Big Dipper!"

An Ye shouted loudly, very happy, Song Hanshan showed a distressed look, "Yes, that is the Big Dipper, and it is also one of the most important sources of the formation of our ruling view, Ye Zi, you have to study hard after you go back this time!" ”

An Ye wrinkled her delicate nose, pretended not to hear, and ran away with a cheer.

Song Hanshan smiled helplessly, he had been vigilantly observing the surroundings, although this alley was very clean, but he didn't know what the situation was in Chang'an City now, so he didn't dare to relax at all. Chang'an City is too big, so big that within a city, it can achieve sunrise in the east and rain in the west, and there is no so-called timeliness in the transmission of news.

Song Hanshan thought in his heart, perhaps, tomorrow it's time to go out and have a look, after all, it's not good to stay here and sit still, to see what Emperor Tang thinks...... Of course, the most important thing is to go to the market to buy more food, the rice is gone, there are not many wild vegetables, and there are other vegetables and fruits, An Ye likes to eat peanuts on weekdays, and usually likes to carry it in his pocket, this time he didn't eat much in Chang'an, and this time he had the opportunity to buy more.

Song Hanshan kept counting, I have to say, in fact, the latter is the key, if it weren't for the threat of the Tang Dynasty, living in a not spacious but warm enough house with An Ye in this quiet place is really the happiest thing for him.

He walked forward slowly, and when he looked up, he saw An Ye sitting on a bluestone on the side of the road, looking at the sky in a daze.

"Yezi, what's wrong?"

"How did you say senior brother, how is he now?"

Song Hanshan was slightly stunned, only then did she realize that the "senior brother" in her mouth should be Chen Guyu, and after thinking about it, she said: "Senior brother, although he was taken away by a mysterious person at that time, Senior Brother Ning has already caught up, with Senior Brother Ning's strength and the reputation of our ruling view, that person should not dare to do anything." ”

An Ye nodded, the worried look on his face faded slightly. Song Hanshan looked a little uncomfortable, but it was not jealousy of Chen Guyu.

When he came all the way to Chang'an, An Ye and Chen Guyu were very close, he was indeed very uncomfortable, and he felt that his favorite things were taken away, but then he gradually understood that An Ye was just a child, more curious and playful, no big deal. And Senior Brother Chen, His Royal Highness the Holy Maiden who already has a bright outlook, they are a pair made in heaven, and they are the heavenly couple that the whole world envies, and their world is different from ours.

Song Hanshan sighed slightly, remembering that when the Tang Emperor wanted to kill Chen Guyu, he proposed to go with An Ye first, how could it not be a kind of helplessness, he felt that Senior Brother Chen was very good, but not as good as An Ye, so at that moment the first thing that came to mind was An Ye's safety, but Ye Zi couldn't understand him, and blamed him for a long time afterwards, but it didn't matter, he didn't regret what he said at the beginning, just like now, he didn't regret killing so many people, some things must be done, even if they will be misunderstood and blamed, they will not hesitate.

He sat down beside An Ye, gently picked up the sword, and saw the two words, as well as the leaf-shaped ornament on the hilt.

An Ye leaned his little head and looked over, and suddenly said, "Hey, senior brother, you still have this!" ”

Song Hanshan smiled: "Senior sister, how dare I throw away the gift you gave, senior brother!" ”

An Ye smiled happily, and then suddenly frowned: "My handwriting was so bad at that time...... No, you have to do it all over again! ”

Song Hanshan was slightly stunned, An Ye had already taken the saber over, and then took out the knife he was carrying and added two more words below the words Song and An, Mountain and Ye.

Song Hanshan and An Ye.

She handed it back with a smile, Song Hanshan took it gently, and saw that the hairpin flower was already much more beautiful, but it was still familiar, and he said silently: "Yezi, you are about to have a birthday." ”

An Ye thought about it carefully: "Today is the ninth day of the ninth month of September, and it's almost here!" ”

"What gift do you want?"

"Hmm, can you have more?"

An Ye said embarrassedly, it was really bad to ask his senior brother to give gifts every year, and he always forgot his senior brother's birthday.

Song Hanshan said: "You can have as much as you want." ”

An Ye suddenly smiled: "I knew that Senior Brother was the best for me." She stretched out her small snow-white hand and counted them on her fingers.

"I want the river rouge from the Kaiji Workshop, the new silk from the Jiangning cloth shop, and the green thunder magic weapon just forged by Elder Guanliding, but it's so expensive, my contribution is not enough...... Of course, it would be better if there were fried peanuts that are a specialty in Dinghai City, I am almost finished eating the last time you went out and brought it back! ”

Song Hanshan smiled at the corners of his mouth, all of them were remembered in his heart, these are not a matter to him, as long as An Ye likes it, when he goes back this time, he will immediately rush to various places, and it won't take much time to come and go.

The two talked a lot of things in detail, An Ye seemed to be simple and had no worries, but in such a bad situation, there was always a sense of urgency, and naturally there would be troubles in his heart, he talked a lot tonight, and also looked at the wide night sky and the stars in the sky, and some dry night wind blew the hair of the two, which seemed very comfortable.

Unconsciously, An Ye fell asleep, she sat on the side of the bluestone, her head was slightly tilted to the shoulders beside her, the soft green silk was scattered on it, Song Hanshan looked down at her, with a trace of satisfaction, and then stretched out her hand to gently take off her coat and draped it on An Ye's body.

The night is foggy, and it is most easy to catch a cold when he sleeps, he remembered what his father and mother said when he was a child, when he was taking care of his sister, he couldn't help but feel a little low, and finally turned into a silent laugh, An Ye is a cultivator, how can he catch a cold?

An Ye moved her body slightly in her sleep, obviously sensing something more on her body, but soon fell into a deep sleep again, as far as she was concerned, as long as her senior brother was there, she didn't have to worry about anything.

……

The night was getting deeper, Song Hanshan looked up at the sky, and when it was almost close, he gently pushed An Ye's body: "Yezi, get up, let's go home and sleep again." ”

An Ye looked up in a daze: "Senior brother, is it dawn?" ”

"No, go back and sleep again, come on!"

He got up, and then pulled An Ye away from the stone, An Ye secretly glanced at him, and rubbed his red eyes again: "Senior brother, I'm so sleepy!" I can't walk anymore. ”

Song Hanshan had already seen through her small movements, and knew that it was a lazy attack, so he shook his head helplessly: "Come on, I'll carry you!" ”

An Ye grinned, and then climbed onto Song Hanshan's back without hesitation. In the old ruling, he had carried her all over Lanze Peak, watched the sunrise in the early morning, counted the stars at night, went to the hot springs not far from the back mountain to play, and also picked wild fruits to eat all over the mountains.

She leaned on her brother's back, thinking that it was still the same taste.

Song Hanshan felt the weight behind him, and thought slightly: "It turns out that this world is not very heavy......

The Big Dipper was still twinkling in the far north, and the bright moon sneaked out from behind the dark clouds, sprinkling the moonlight all over the sky, shining in this dark alley, and the two of them slowly walked forward, as if synchronously towards the future.