Everyone sat around the fire, and the fragrance of grilled fish, shrimp, and shellfish on the bonfire wafted out, filling the night, adding a warm and mellow atmosphere of fireworks to the cold night. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Ah Xiu sat in a corner a little away from the fire, his face was dark, only two eyes were slit, reflecting the bright yellow firelight, and it was bright and bright.

The old man's whole face was reflected in the firelight, and the furrows on his face were deeper, intertwined into the marks of time, and everyone else looked at him.

Yang's, older people have heard of it, and they can't help but feel sorry when they hear it, and those who are younger people haven't heard of it are all looking at it curiously, what happened in this Golden State twenty years ago?

“…… That Yang is the richest family in Golden State! I heard that hundreds of years ago, when there were many sects in the rivers and lakes, the Yang family was a well-known martial arts family on the rivers and lakes, and then I don't know what happened, the descendants of the Yang family lived in seclusion in Meishan outside the city of Jinzhou. When we were young, the Yang family had already made a fortune from Meishan's tea. Meishan is also known as Yangmei Mountain because of the Yang family. ”

"Rich to rich, no thief dares to fight the idea of the Yang family. First, the people of the Yang family are all excellent in martial arts, and secondly, the Yang family is good, Mrs. Yang at that time was a well-known good person in Jinzhou City! Giving porridge and putting food, helping orphans and widows, many people in Jinzhou City have received her grace, not only that, this Mrs. Yang was born extremely beautiful! When I was 19 years old, the village was hit by a natural fire, and there were hundreds of households in a village, with no food and no houses.

Mrs. Yang actually brought food to everyone in person, and also brought people to fight against wood and stones, repair houses and tiles, and I was fortunate to see it once. ”

The old man said, his cloudy eyes were particularly bright, and his expression was like a dream, as if he had returned to that time, immersed in inexplicable excitement and joy.

"I just felt like I was an immortal! She looks gentle and kind, her eyes are brighter than the moon in the Mid-Autumn Festival, standing there, her whole body seems to be glowing, everyone is staring at her, she can't move away, I can't believe it now, there are still such jade people in the world! In my life, I have never seen a more beautiful woman than Mrs. Yang! ”

The more the old man spoke, the more excited he became, his voice trembled slightly, as if he was afraid that his words would not be enough to describe Mrs. Yang's beauty, and as if he was afraid that everyone would not believe him, he emphasized: "Other people who have seen it all say that it is the general appearance that came out of the painting, which is rare in the world, so ah, they all call this Mrs. Yang Meishan Guanyin." ”

Others who had seen Mrs. Yang also echoed their words.

"That's right, Mrs. Nayang must be more beautiful than the emperor's concubines!"

"Among the women I have seen, Mrs. Shuyang is the most beautiful. When we were young, women wanted to comb the same hairstyle and wear the same dress as her! ”

There are also those who have heard of it, and they also talk about the news they know.

"Meishan Guanyin, I know, there is a statue of Meishan Guanyin painted in our temple in the mountain!"

"What about the portrait?" Ah Xiu suddenly asked.

"Later, the thieves came, the temple was burned, and the paintings were probably gone." The one who spoke said gloomily.

"And then? What happened to Mrs. Yang? Xiangling'er couldn't help but ask.

"Later, the Yang couple rescued a Taoist in distress, who knows, that Taoist person is actually a crazy person!"

The old man shook his head: "So, this person, it's all fate!" Mrs. Yang has done so many good deeds, but there is a difficulty, that is, she has never had an heir. Everyone said that she was too beautiful, and she had endless gold and silver wealth, and the young master of the Yang family was wholeheartedly devoted to her. Later, there was a crazy Taoist in the Yang family, and everyone knew that a temple was specially built on Yangmei Mountain, and the children were sent to the mother, and the incense continued every day. ”

"What does that have to do with the madman?" Xiang Ling'er couldn't help but interject again.

"Because that crazy Taoist smashed the statue of Guanyin! The Yang family was angry and saved him, but he didn't repay the favor but caused trouble, do you think this person is crazy? ”

Later, the Yang family invited the madman out of the mountain. Strange to say, I heard that not long after, Mrs. Yang was pregnant. In the autumn of the second year, Mrs. Yang gave birth, do you guess whether she gave birth to a boy or a girl? Hey! gave birth to a pair of dragon and phoenix twins, both men and women! The people who went to their Yang family to give gifts and celebrations are said to be crowded with the mountain roads of Meishan, from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain! ”

"As a result, that crazy Taoist came out of nowhere and went back to Yangmei Mountain!"

"What is he going back to do?"

The old man glared at Xiang Ling'er slightly: "Little girl, don't worry, listen to me slowly." No one could have imagined that this crazy Taoist would go back and cry outside the gate of Yangfu day and night, crying for this scourge, why don't you go with me! It turned out that he said that the daughter of the twin sons was a demon scourge, and he actually wanted the Yang family to give up the baby girl for him to enter the Tao! ”

"How can this man be so brazen, people saved him, he doesn't repay the favor, he doesn't say anything, and he wants to give people children!"

"Alas!" The old man shook his head slowly: "At that time, the people in Jinzhou City thought so, who knows, that crazy Taoist is repaying his kindness like this!" ”

The more Xiang Ling'er listened, the more confused she became, and urged him: "Why? Mrs. Yang gave her daughter to him? ”

"Of course Mrs. Yang is reluctant, they are middle-aged children, a son and a daughter, it is said that the pink carving is like jade, like a New Year's painting doll, how can they be willing to give it to the Taoist to take away?"

"As a result, on the second day of the 100th day of the twins, the Yang family was gone."

"Gone?" Several people said at the same time.

"No, everyone in the Yang family, hundreds of mouths. The fire overnight, the autumn was dry and dry, and the whole Yangmei Mountain was as bright as the day, and the sky was so bright that the entire Jinzhou City could be seen. The old man said, his eyes narrowed slightly, as if he couldn't bear to think about that scene, and his face was sad: "I heard that the enemies on the rivers and lakes found them and wiped out the Yang clan." Later, the government traced it, and there was no news after decades of investigation. The Yang family is gone. ”

He let out a long sigh and expressed regret in his chest: "Poor Mrs. Nayang, and those two newborn babies, they are all poor people! ”

"Isn't the Yang family a martial artist?" Someone asked.

"It must be that the enemy's martial arts are higher." Someone replied.

"I see, if you can kill hundreds of mouthfuls in one night, it is more likely to be poisoned."

Everyone was sorry and began to discuss.

The old man suddenly remembered something and said: "That crazy Taoist didn't die, and after disappearing for a few years, he suddenly returned to Yangmei Mountain, and he still lived in the temple where the Yang family sent his son Guanyin. ”

"Maybe, that crazy man did it!" There is humanity.

"No, didn't the crazy Taoist say that the baby girl of the Yang family would bring disaster, he was right, it seems that he wanted to save the Yang family."

Everyone was immersed in the story and continued to talk.

No one noticed Ah Xiu in the corner, trembling all over.

"Uncle." A hoarse voice came from around the corner.

Ah Xiu moved forward and sat down in the fire.

The crowd looked at her.

She raised her hands and covered her face with wide sleeves, and when she lowered them again, a thin sheet of green paper was wrapped in her sleeves.

She raised her face, the firelight reflected the jade skin and ice bones, her eyes were covered with a layer of smoke and mist, and her voice was hoarse and trembling slightly due to strong suppression: "Uncle, look, have you ever seen this face?" ”