- Under the slightly gloomy canopy, in a wasteland where there were no trees and only graves stood in a messy manner, Mo Ye knelt in front of a mound without a tombstone, burning yellow paper one by one.

Today is the day of the people's tomb sweeping and worshipping their ancestors, and this usually rarely visited wasteland has suddenly become "lively". On this day of the year, the vivid changes in the colors of this place have created a unique landscape.

This kind of scenery is not the phenomenon of spring flowers blooming and plants returning to green naturally formed by the alternation of seasons, but the achievement of paper flowers, incense candles, and dark money brought by man.

It is only today that people who have passed by here in the past may find that what usually looks like a small dirt bag may actually be buried under the protruding ground of a deceased.

The spirit of the deceased is the first to disappear, and then the body will also turn into ashes, which is the last trace of their remaining traces in the world, and will soon fall into deep sleep on the earth, disappearing without a trace. But the living who remember them will continue to pass on this memory of the forerunners from generation to generation as their lives continue.

In order for people to grow, they need to forget something in order to fully accept something new. Mo Ye thought that it was impossible for her to forget about her master, but if she wanted to grow strong, she had to at least be able to seal this past in a range first, so as not to make her mind troubled by it all the time, and it would be difficult for her to forge ahead.

In the first year, when she worshipped in front of this empty tomb, Mo Ye cried for a long time, and her sadness could not be suppressed with tears, and she kept raising her sleeves, and it seemed that she could not wipe them off.

Many grave sweepers who passed by that day looked at her crying bitterly, and saw that the tombs without monuments were full of new soil, and they all wondered if she had just lost her loved ones. There was also a strange grave sweeper who couldn't help but feel pity and approached her to comfort her.

In the second year, Mo Ye only lowered his head and wept for a moment, but did not cry. She slowly burned a basket of money, and her depressed feelings soon regained her calm. I didn't stay long in front of the grave and went back.

Today is the third year that she has come here to worship. Seeing that the basket of paper money had been burned by her in earnest, she only wet her eyes at this time, and there was no more love to show.

Maybe it's because of the paper money that is sold on the market today. The quality is more refined than the products pressed by the paper mill last year, the process is more refined, the burning speed is fast, there is no smoke, and there is no smoke to Mo Ye's eyes.

Or there is another possibility, Mo Ye was thinking about it when she burned the paper money, but what she was thinking about had nothing to do with the sorrow in the tomb, and she had wandered into something else......

When there was only the last stack of yellow paper money left in the basket, Mo Ye felt that someone was approaching her. It was a purposeful footfootstep, different from the indifferent passers-by who had hurried past her before.

Mo Ye pinched the yellow paper between her fingers and was about to throw it into the fire, she looked up and glanced in the direction where the footsteps came, and just now she was still deep in thought, so her expression was slightly numb. A smile gradually appeared.

There was no reluctance in this smile, it was very vivid, because she saw an old friend she knew, and this was something she did not expect.

"Why are you here?" Mo Ye spoke softly.

"I'm supposed to come." She was answered by a very young man's voice, not as soft as a woman, but it sounded warm and welcoming.

He studied in a school house in another county for nearly three years. Shi Yi finally finished his studies, and returned to Dongfeng Building on the eve of the end of last year, and spent the Spring Festival with a group of bright women in the building who were not related to him by blood, but were as close as his aunt.

But in the following months, Shi Yi was surrounded by his aunts every day, asking many questions, or deliberately teasing him with incense and silk handkerchiefs. I don't know what those aunts think, for this sunny boy who can still connect with the girls in the building, he actually used all kinds of pestering methods, which made Shi Yi very embarrassed at first.

But Shi Yi didn't know if it was because his heart was firm enough, or if he had played this game in a place that everyone didn't know before. Not only did he quickly get used to it, but he also saw their bad motives for doing so, and secretly planned a play-side strategy.

Since the polite way of begging for mercy and surrendering will only make them more and more happy, he can only launch a "counterattack" from the front.

Since then, the sunshine boy who is dressed cross-shirted and deliberately bare his chest and abdomen sings the spring song in the Dongfeng Building, and when he meets people, he fights for wine, hugs left and right, and is full of fragrant words.

When this charming game was about to collapse and saw that it was about to cause discord, fortunately, Shi Yi's aunt Zisu, who was really related by blood, came forward to mediate this farce.

Since then, the aunts no longer deliberately came to tease the handsome and grown nephew, and Shi Yi soon regained the appearance he had just returned from school, dressed in formal clothes, behaved generously and decently, treated people humbly and gently, and was very respectful to the aunts in the building, and every morning after getting up, he had to take turns to say hello.

And Shi Yi's attitude towards his mother's own sister and his aunt Shisu is more gentle and close, and he will rush to help do many things, almost eager to worship her as a mother, as long as she sits and enjoys the life of opening her mouth and stretching her hands for food.

Three years ago, Jiu Niang, who was responsible for managing all the affairs of Dongfeng Building, suddenly entrusted all this responsibility and power to Zisu, and has since disappeared. Since that day, the girls in the building have been speculating that maybe it was because Jiu Niang couldn't bear the psychological trauma caused to her by Lin Shan's assassination, and she had no intention of doing anything more, so she could only choose to live in seclusion for a while.

It's just that now, three long years have passed, and after leaving, Jiuniang has never handed a letter back to Dongfeng Tower, and I don't know what her situation has been in seclusion in the past few years. A group of women in the building who had been commensurate with her sisters and worked together for more than ten years were more and more concerned about her, and some even pessimistically speculated that she had already passed away silently.

It was also because of this kind of discussion that was too worrying and worrying that some old things flowed out of the Dongfeng Building, letting Mo Ye know that the woman who protected her with a thin back in the dark night and held a dagger to block the danger alone had let go of the girl's reserve more than ten years ago, at the age of Shaohua. Wholeheartedly and extremely passionately chased the love of the forest cedar.

But these two people still failed to come together later, drawing a distance between each other that they never crossed, and just became ordinary friends.

Nevertheless. When Lin Shanyou came to Dongfeng Building to clean up the account books, all the women in the building consciously gave up time and space, so that Jiu Niang could be alone with Lin Shan—even if it was just for business.

I don't know what kind of tacit understanding it is, so that all the women in the building seem to have become a part of Jiu Niang's heart, not completely dead, and always hope to seize the slightest opportunity to match these two people to finally become a family.

However, once the separation of life and death three years ago is doomed, it cannot be saved no matter what you do.

Jiu Niang handed over all the things in the building to Zi Su to take care of, and she was tired enough in the past three years, after Shi Yi came back. took over the work of managing the accounts, and before he found a job for the time being, he became the head of the Dongfeng Building.

Don't look at this work of accounting without brute force, it is actually very exhausting and determined, and sometimes you can only sit at the table all day and figure out those boring numbers. For women with a lot of personality and not strong resilience, it is easy to be unbearable.

The academic institution is different from the official academy. The teaching system of the college is very comprehensive, but the learning cycle is also long, and the main purpose is to cultivate the talents of the pillars. Xuelu is a teaching institution for ordinary people, teaching some basic knowledge, mainly biased to teach people to acquire a skill.

Shi Yi learned from the school in other counties. Half of it is in the study of livelihood, including abacus. Because the teaching environment inherited by the government and the school has been in existence for too long, Nanzhao wants to introduce the abacus knowledge of Xiaoliang Kingdom, so he can only experiment in the teaching field of Xuelu to see how receptive the people of his country are to this knowledge.

For Shi Yi, who aspired to be a big businessman a few years ago, this is a discipline he attaches the most importance to.

The subjects offered in the school are set up. About thirty percent of them are pure liberal arts, and Shi Yi is not very enthusiastic about this. In addition to learning new words and meanings, he actually hates rote memorization of poems and sentences that are jerky to read and don't seem to have any substantive role in making a living.

However, since there is this subject in the school, the academic ratio is combined. Naturally, there is a reason to follow. No matter how clever a person's abacus is, he can't be illiterate! What's more, the cultural heritage of Nanzhao has been inherited and operated for more than 300 years, no matter what kind of business, it may involve some cultural knowledge.

Some of the liberal arts knowledge taught by Professor Xuelu has stopped at a relatively superficial level compared to the teaching level of the government academy. Despite this, the teaching process of Xuelu poetry culture is also abiding by the discipline within a certain range and setting assessment standards. If the student's performance does not meet this assessment, he or she will not be able to get a certificate of completion.

Shi Yi is already a "three-no-person" who has no father, no mother, no background, and is at the bottom of the social dignity pattern. If he didn't want to go to a high-ranking family to recommend himself as a slave and enjoy human rights as the head of the family, he could only break this dilemma by obtaining an academic certificate in the school.

As a collateral component of the education department in the construction of national policies, the school institution does not play a role in whitewashing the identity of "black households". Although the admission requirements of the school are more relaxed than those of the government school, it is not without restrictions.

At the beginning, it was Lin Shan's own reputation that guaranteed that Shi Yi, a "black household", could enter the school to study, and how well he learned after that could only rely on his own efforts and intentions.

After understanding the power and significance of this kind of teaching institution, Shi Yi himself can already understand the strictness of this problem, so he can only continue to stay in Xuelu to continue to study in Xuelu in the process of studying.

After studying like this for three years, his abacus skills are fast, sensitive, and accurate, and he has been able to surpass the teaching and learning of Xuelu, but the level of poetry and writing has just passed the assessment line, and it took more than twice as much time as other students to complete and return home.

However, the bias in learning may also reflect a person's talent in a single subject. As soon as Shi Yi returned to Dongfeng Tower, he immediately showed his calculating mind that was superior to ordinary people. And the person who has benefited most directly from this is Zisu, the current director of Dongfeng Building.

Although Shi Yi spent all the fees provided by Dongfeng Lou when he was studying in Xuelu, this bit of silver consumption was simply like plucking a hair from a cow for Dongfeng Lou, and I am afraid that the cow has not felt the pain yet, and new hair has already grown.

However, the joy that the women in the Dongfeng Building harvested after three years was a rare time for them to feel in many years. Silver can also be spent so meaningfully.

Looking at Shi Yi, who has grown up and returned after practicing the excellent skills that can make a living with one hand, the women in the building seem to have seen that they will be able to take charge of themselves soon. Shi Yi, who has grown into a real great man. The most important thing is that this man will never abandon them in the Dongfeng Building, and he is the dear descendant of the family they watched grow up.

The feeling of watching the fruit trees you cultivate finally bear fruit and harvest is really joyful and exciting.

So when Shi Yi just returned to his home in Dongfeng Tower, he would encounter such a farce. The women just want to use the way they are best at to observe the growth and changes of their nephew up close, and use the test hidden in the joke to test his inner growth.

It almost went off the rails.

After the farce was mediated by Zisu, everyone returned to their original positions, and Shi Yi began to concentrate on helping his aunt clear the accounts in the building.

And with his power to participate. The accounts of the new students in Dongfeng Building every day, as well as some old account books accumulated in the past, were cleaned up by him in only one month.

After that, he had nothing to do for a while, and only then did he start contacting his few friends in Kyoto. Gather often.

Most of these friends were a few classmates he had met in Beijing. They did not graduate at the same time, but after the separation of the school, they have not stopped the correspondence, and they have long agreed that they must gather in Kyoto when Shi Yi finishes his studies.

Besides. Shi Yi also has an important friend in Kyoto, which is Mo Ye.

Mo Ye originally thought that her friend, who had left without saying goodbye three years ago, might be difficult to see again in the future. Shi Yi left Beijing not long after the Lin family's old house was destroyed by fire, and Mo Ye couldn't help but think about the reason for his departure a little more complicated.

But now, after seeing Shi Yi who came back with some surprise, Mo Ye finally believed it. Three years ago, he really just left for the simple reason of studying, but it was just a little "unlucky" in the arrangement of the travel time.

About a month ago, Shi Yi contacted Mo Ye. The two haven't seen each other for a few years, and there has been a clear difference in physical growth and changes, and the situation in which they are in each other has also changed a lot. But after the meeting. The two of them were not as excited as children, and they were not unhappy, but they could control it well in their hearts.

Both of them have grown taller, and the contours of their faces have faded a little childish. Maybe it's because he is knowledgeable now, Shi Yi is no longer like when Mo Ye first met, he shows confusion from time to time, and he has a lot of confidence in his eyes, or he is at ease. And now Mo Ye is no longer as apprehensive about everything as he was when he first entered Beijing three years ago, and his words and deeds are natural and generous.

There are even some interesting places in Kyoto, and Shi Yi is no longer as familiar with Mo Ye.

However, three years ago, when they got along for less than half a month, the two of them were firmly stored in their hearts.

Shi Yi can't forget what Mo Ye taught him, some rules, celebrities and historical bearings in this world. These should be familiar common sense to the people of the world, and he was able to put aside a little bit of scruples and ask her, because she rarely asked him why he didn't even know this common sense. She answered all questions and helped him a lot in the early days.

Mo Ye can't forget that when she first came to Kyoto, she didn't know anywhere, and Shi Yi gave her the experience of being a tour guide. The two of them actually walked to the edge of the palace together and saved the two girls who fell into the water, just this incident can make Mo Ye's life unforgettable.

So when they met again three years later, after a few pleasantries, once they really opened the conversation, for a while, both of them had a lot to say to each other. After chatting and chatting, Mo Ye didn't hide from Shi Yi that she was coming here to worship her master today, but just asked him not to sue the people in the Dongfeng Tower for the time being.

Shi Yi naturally also knew about Lin Shan's murder, which was no secret in Kyoto, but it was the first time he knew about Mo Ye's tomb for him, and he was also the third person in the world besides Mo Ye to know about it.

But when Mo Ye asked him yesterday if he wanted to come with him today, Shi Yi did not answer.

Mo Ye didn't force him to come, if it was serious, Shi Yi and Lin Shan had only met a few times in a hurry, and they had no obligation to worship, and it was not against common sense.

However, Mo Ye didn't expect that when the basket of papers she brought was about to burn out, he actually came.

Shi Yi observed Mo Ye when he saw him. The hint of doubt that appeared in his eyes. He also understood that he didn't say it before, but now he still came, this kind of behavior seems to be a bit teasing, not to mention that this matter is related to the master who worships Mo Ye. Even if the tomb in question is actually empty. It also seems that he is a little disrespectful, and I don't know if it will upset her.

But he really didn't mean this in his heart, so before he could explain in words, he first took out a letter directly from his arms.

After learning about Jiu Niang's past love history with Lin Shan, Mo Ye originally thought that Shi Yi's purpose in coming here was to visit Lin Shan's grave instead of Jiu Niang. Although Jiu Niang has disappeared, Shi Yi, as her nephew, can still fulfill his junior obligation to do something for this.

Unexpectedly, he just took out a letter.

His eyes swept to the words on the letterbag, and Mo Ye couldn't help but frown.

Shi Yi only pinched the corner of the envelope with his fingers, so that Mo Ye could see all the inscriptions on the envelope. And when he saw the look on Mo Ye's face at this time, he could already tell that she didn't need to explain too much by herself, she had already recognized the origin of the letter.

"Do you want to see it?" Shi Yi's hand holding the envelope shook slightly, as if to signal Mo Ye to take it over and look at it carefully. This includes what is written on the stationery inside the envelope.

Mo Ye's heart moved, but she only hesitated for a moment, then shook her head and said, "No, this is not a letter to me. ”

Indeed, this letter was a letter of recommendation written by Lin Shan for Shi Yi three years ago with his own reputation. Because Shi Yi's background is too poor. It's not as good as even a poor child, if he wants to enter the official school, Lin Shan can't help him, it's just too troublesome, so Shi Yi chose the grass hall private teaching that is second to the official school.

But with Shi Yi's background, even if he wants to enter such a place of study. There is still a need for a guarantee.

The letter was written by Lin Shan to Xuelu, because it has a joint guarantee effect, so this letter has been kept by Xuelu. After knowing that Lin Shan was killed, Shi Yi had a plan, when he returned from his studies. Be sure to bring that letter back with you, too.

Now he did, but he found that Mo Ye's enthusiasm for such things did not seem to be as good as he had heard.

Shi Yi hesitated for a moment, and then he took the letter and handed it forward, approaching the flame of the paper money that burned into a pile.

Although Mo Ye verbally said that he didn't need to watch it, he still had some thoughts in his heart, but he was restrained by her. But when she suddenly saw the scene in front of her, she couldn't help but be taken aback, and the little restraint in her heart was violently impacted, and she blurted out movingly: "You are ...... this"

Shi Yi sighed lightly, did not stop the movements in his hand, and said calmly: "I don't know how I should pay tribute to Mr. Lin, now that I have completed my studies, I will return this letter to him, which can be regarded as a report to him, and thank you!" ”

Mo Ye didn't speak again, just silently looked at the letter stained with Master's handwriting, which was slowly swallowed up by the flames of the paper money.

Seeing that the envelope was completely burned through, but the ashes could still vaguely retain the shape of a letter, Shi Yi stared for a moment, then put his palms together in front of his nose, and recited: "I hope that all the gods, after receiving the road money, at least help me send this letter and my will to Mr. Lin's spirit in the sky." ”

He didn't kneel down and kowtow to the tomb after burning the letter, but just said such a sentence because Mo Ye didn't hide it from him, and he knew that Lin Shan's real cemetery was in the martyr's park of the royal mausoleum. At this time, what Mo Ye worshiped was just a small bottle that Lin Shan cherished very much during his lifetime.

After Shi Yi had done these things, Mo Ye had already burned the last stack of paper money in the basket. The two of them were still crouching on the ground, their eyes on the pile of dark paper that burned with a little spark left. It won't take long for the ashes of the burning paper to be completely extinguished, but before that, if you don't pay attention to it, you can ride the wind and set a mountain on fire.

At this moment, it seemed to be very close, and suddenly there was a string of crisp birdsong. There are no trees in this wasteland, and if any birds do stop, they are sparrows, and their chirping cannot be so prolonged. Mo Ye and Shi Yi both felt very novel when they heard the sound, and looked sideways at the same place.

Soon, both of them noticed that the bird's sound was coming from a graveyard a few steps away.

It was a long-tailed finch with flower feathers, and its slender pair of claws were clasped on a stack of yellow paper pressed at the top of the tomb, and while chirping, it was looking around very vigilantly, and its small black and round eyes were very flexible and arc-shaped, as if the field of vision could be cast widely.

The feather finch seemed to notice two pairs of eyes projecting at it, and glared in this direction. The bird's head is slightly set.

Because the two of them looked at each other almost in unison, it seemed that the gaze also overlapped and strengthened, and there was also a hint of tracking, which made the sensitive wild finch feel a hint of danger. It flapped its wings and disappeared into the sky.

Mo Ye and Shi Yi retracted their gaze together again, and glanced sideways at the ashes on the ground, this was to check whether it was completely extinguished.

At this time, Shi Yi suddenly said casually: "It's the first time I've seen a magpie stop in the graveyard." ”

Mo Ye also replied casually: "Because there will be a lot of food delivered here today." ”

"That's right, but I ignored it." Shi Yi nodded, and the corners of his lips hooked.

Mo Ye was silent for a moment and then suddenly said: "Actually, I haven't been able to tell the difference, what is the difference between a crow and a magpie, if you hadn't said it just now." I almost thought it was a crow. ”

"It is not surprising that crows can tear carrion, you would think so." Shi Yi's words were very direct, but a faint smile appeared on his face, as if he was just saying something very light. "The crow is completely black, and when it is hungry, when it sees the smell of blood, it dares to attack living creatures that are several times larger than it. But in this case, it is better to see the scene of black crows circling over the corpse field with your own eyes, and you must be able to remember this bird whose spirit is far more fierce than its body as long as you look at it. ”

Mo Ye glanced up at Shi Yi and hesitated: "Have you seen it?" ”

"I ......," Shi Yi hesitated before answering. I've seen paintings. ”

Mo Ye thought for a moment and asked, "Which painter would paint such a scene?" ”

Yes, what painter doesn't paint in the style of beauty and auspiciousness? Only such a painting can not be sold, even if the painting is ugly, there are still people willing to buy it, and the picture is auspicious.

And this kind of gloomy and solemn painting style, although there are still people with unique taste who are willing to buy it. However, the paintings that this kind of people are willing to pay for must be maverick in style at the same time, and the requirements for the painter's skills are also very high.

How old is Shi Yicai? He spent the previous three years in the school, where did he see this style of painting?

After a moment of silence, Shi Yi laughed dryly. didn't answer Mo Ye's question, and directly changed the conversation and said: "It's better to talk about magpies, it's better to be this kind of bird, add festivity." ”

Mo Ye nodded and said, "I heard that whoever this bird stands on and chirps means that there is a happy event in someone's family. ”

Shi Yi was about to agree a few times, but when he was about to speak, he realized that something was wrong.

Mo Ye also turned around and said indifferently: "But it stopped at the grave just now, it seems that this statement may not be accurate." ”

Shi Yi smiled and said, "It was a greedy cry just now, and it has nothing to do with the good news." If the bird's job is to give good news, then it should also want to rest! ”

Mo Ye felt that Shi Yi's words were very interesting, and a smile suddenly appeared on her face.

Shi Yi didn't say any more crows or magpies, he stood up and looked around.

Mo Ye then stood up with the empty basket, looking at his expression as he looked around, she seemed to suddenly think of something, and said contemplatively: "Is anyone else here with you?" ”

The fact that he built a fake tomb for the master and came to worship on this day every year, Mo Ye only said it to Ruan Luo, Wu Shu, and Shi Yi in front of him. This matter is indeed inappropriate to make a noise, Mo Ye did not even give the stone tablet a symbolic erection of the empty tomb, because he was afraid that as Wu Shu said, Master's old enemies might find out this place and even dig up the empty tomb.

Although only a small bottle was buried in the tomb, it was still a very important thing for Mo Ye.

If Shi Yi came this time and brought someone else with him, it was difficult to guarantee whether this secret would not be leaked.

Shi Yi saw the slight nervousness on Mo Ye's face, but he already had an answer in his heart, and hurriedly waved his hand and said: "Because I suddenly thought of that letter, if I miss today, I can only wait until next year to have the opportunity to 'piggyback' Mr. Lin, but I didn't agree to come with you yesterday, and I don't know the location, so I had to find Uncle Wu and ask him to bring me here." ”

Shi Yi returned to Beijing after completing his studies, and after contacting Mo Ye, he found that Mo Ye didn't know what kind of opportunity he had to pass through guò, and worshiped a strange-faced uncle, and Mo Ye seemed to trust him very much. Although I don't know how many details the relationship between the two has gone through to this point. But from the perspective of time, the acquaintance of the two of them should be after Lin Shan's accident, thinking about it this way, some things are not difficult to speculate.

Because I don't have any relatives. Since childhood, he has been accustomed to associating with people who have no blood relatives, and there are more than a dozen godaunts in Dongfeng Building alone, so Shi Yi has also developed a good temper and basically does not recognize life. Seeing Mo Ye shouting Uncle Wu one by one, Shi Yi soon followed suit.

Anyway, if you really want to distinguish carefully, Uncle Wu is still Wu Shu, it's really hard to distinguish.

However, Shi Yi did have some respect when he called these two words.

Hearing that Uncle Wu was also here, Mo Ye had long been accustomed to the dodging style that Wu Shu often maintained during the day. It's normal for him to come here but not show up, but when she first heard what Shi Yi said, she was still slightly surprised in her heart.

After Mo Ye heard this, like Shi Yi, he also looked around. Looking for the figure that seemed to disappear in the blink of an eye.

In the middle of the summer three years ago, Wu Shu, who went to sea with a merchant ship in late spring, returned safely, and the first thing he did to find Mo Ye was to ask her where the small bottle was. Mo Ye did something stupid again without persuasion.

Mo Ye had no choice but to sue him about burying the bottle.

Regarding Mo Ye's use of a small bottle to replace Lin Shan's clothes and build an empty tomb for Lin Shan's in the wilderness, Wu Shu would look a little strange every time he mentioned it. Mo Ye didn't know what he would think about every time he got to that time. Gradually, she vaguely thought that that was the reason why Wu Shu had never accompanied her here to see this empty tomb.

Mo Ye glanced around a few times, but did not find the familiar figure.

Later, it was Shi Yi who noticed it first, and pointed sideways to a ridge not far away. said to Mo Ye: "Now he is waiting for you over there, you can go over." ”

Mo Ye cast a distant gaze, looked at the place where Shi Yi raised her hand, and carefully contemplated it to make sure that it was empty, and then she looked sideways at Shi Yi again, and wondered: "There is no one there." ”

Fortunately, she didn't have any concept of ghosts and gods in her heart, otherwise with the characteristics of the region she was standing in at this time, I am afraid that she would subconsciously feel that Shi Yi was a ghost during the day - although Wu Shu's image and appearance were really a little similar to ghosts.

"Wu Shu and I broke up there just now." Shi Yi Wen Yan spoke, "You should understand his temper, he won't stand there and wait all the time, but as long as you go there, you must be in his field of vision." ”

Mo Ye understood, nodded, and immediately stepped forward.

She walked a few steps, only to find that Shi Yi hadn't followed, so she stopped and looked back in surprise and asked, "Why don't you go?" ”

Shi Yi, who was still standing in place, waved his hand gently: "I won't go with you." ”

Mo Ye then asked, "Do you have any urgent business here?" ”

"I'm fine, I'm going back." Shi Yi smiled slightly, "It was when I was separated from Uncle Wu just now, he suddenly spoke up again, and asked me to tell you that he had something to do with you, so I won't follow." But I'll wait here for a while, watch you pass, and if he's already gone, it's not too late for me to go back with you. ”

Mo Ye understood, and her heart warmed, but she only nodded, didn't say anything more, and the two said goodbye.

Mo Ye walked briskly in the direction pointed by Shi Yi, still thinking in his heart: Brother Xiao Yi has completed his studies in Xuelu, and it has only been less than half a year since he returned to Kyoto, and the time he was able to get acquainted with Uncle Wu through his introduction was even shorter, less than a month, how could he have a good understanding of Uncle Wu's style of acting, and he had already penetrated into this kind of Cheng Dù?

Soon walked to the top of the mound, Mo Ye had just stood still, and before she could collect her thoughts, she suddenly felt that something broke through the air and went straight to her side face. Judging by the slight movement of the breeze on the cheeks, that thing should have a sharp tip.

Mo Ye's gaze swept keenly to one place, but her tilting of her head was only a momentary matter, and she quickly leaned back, avoiding the rapid flying artifact stabbing at the temple on the side of her head, and at the same time, her hand holding the shoulder basket also moved.

Standing in front of the tomb not far away, Shi Yi, who was originally going to see Mo Ye leave, saw that the girl with a bamboo basket who had just walked on the ridge was only a little sluggish, and then she was like the magpie he saw just now, her eyes moved sensitively, as if she had discovered some danger.

Immediately afterward, she leaned back and immediately became like an upside-down fishhook. When the figure was restored, the moment the girl raised her hand, she had already clasped her fingers and crushed the bamboo basket that was carried in the crook of her arm—as if the basket was made of paper—and the girl held the basket that had become a ball of broken bamboo strips in her palm as if she were crumpling waste paper, and ran towards a place.