- He didn't kneel down and kowtow to the tomb after burning the letter, but just said this because Mo Ye didn't hide it from him, and he knew that Lin Shan's real cemetery was in the Zhongli 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 glanced in this direction, and the bird's head was slightly fixed.

Because the behavior of the two people in unison is almost the same, it makes the gaze seem to overlap and increase the strength, and there is also a hint of tracking. The sensitive wild finch felt a hint of danger, and it immediately 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 that. 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. It was as if he was just saying something very light. "The crow was pitch black. When hungry, as long as 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 with your own eyes the scene of black crows circling over the corpse field. Presumably, just by looking at it, you will always remember this bird, whose spirit is far more fierce than its body. ”

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

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

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, but this kind of people are willing to pay for paintings, but at the same time, the style is maverick, 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, did not answer Mo Ye's question, and directly turned the conversation and said: "It's better to talk about magpies, it's better to be this kind of bird, add joy." ”

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, from the perspective of time, the acquaintance of the two should be after Lin Shan's accident, thinking about it this way, some things are not difficult to speculate.

Because he doesn't have any relatives, he has been used to socializing with people who have no blood relatives since he was a child, and there are more than a dozen godaunts in Dongfeng Building alone, so Shi Yi has also developed a good temper. Basically, I don't 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, although Mo Ye had long been accustomed to the dodging style that Wu Shu often maintained during the day, it was normal for him not to show up when he arrived here, but when she first heard what Shi Yi said, she was still slightly surprised in her heart.

Mo Ye after hearing this. Same as 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 found the first thing Mo Ye did. Just ask her where the little bottle is. He was a little uneasy. To check the porcelain welding at the mouth of the bottle, I am afraid that in the days when he goes to sea, Mo Ye will do stupid things without persuasion.

Mo Ye had no choice but to sue him. The matter of the burial of 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 there, and gradually vaguely thought that it 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, pointed sideways to a mound, and 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.

"Hercules..."Shi Yi couldn't help muttering.

The girl had only hurried a few steps, and not far in front of her, a black shadow suddenly appeared, as if it had come out of the ground.

Seeing this sudden change, Shi Yi's face was still relatively calm, and he didn't worry about anything. Then he saw the girl throw out a ball of bamboo strips that had been rubbed in her palm for a long time......

At this time, Shi Yi turned around and muttered, "Or...... Should she be called a violent woman? ”

No longer looking at Mo Ye's side, the scene in Shi Yi's line of sight is the grave in front of him that has a thick layer of thatched grass - or, because there is no corpse in it, to be exact, this is just a mound?

This year's spring came nearly a month earlier than last year, and the thatch that withered yellow in the middle of winter has been covered by the new green stubble, and some of the thatch has begun to pull out the tender ears.

Shi Yi looked at the grass on the tomb stack swaying in the wind, and couldn't help but imagine that when the thatched ears were old, white velvet flowers bloomed, and this wild cemetery where the poor people were buried, so there were few monuments, would definitely become very beautiful.

The white thatch flowers float like mist on the blue thatch leaves, and when the wind blows, they are like snow foam from the ground to the sky, and like the white thatch that is renovated every year in early summer.

If there is another fog in the morning, then the realm is even better. It seems that sometimes the dead are more likely to pick a place to live than the living, maybe because of the difference in life and death, the realm naturally becomes different, right? Shi Yi thought so in his heart, and looked around Siye again.

The two figures that Mo Ye was chasing after Wu Shu had already left this area, but Shi Yi did not wait for her to leave as soon as he said to Mo Ye just now, and he also went back, but sat down cross-legged in front of Mo Ye's clothes and mounds for Lin Shan.

After a moment of silence, Shi Yi suddenly sighed softly: "Mr. Lin, why did you die suddenly?" ”

In the tone in which he said this, it was difficult to find a trace of sadness, but the mood of the game was more obvious. It seems that Lin Shan's death does not represent a life that melts away, but a hard standard setting in the game, and it is nothing after it, but it can be repeated.

After saying the sentence just now, Shi Yi was silent for a long time, he seemed to be thinking about something. In this kind of silent thinking, he suddenly folded a thatch, held it in his mouth, pursed his lips and loosened them, and his eyes looked down at the tip of the blade of grass and shook.

He was a little distracted, and he reached out into his arms again, and he didn't take out anything for a long time, but he came back to his senses, smiled to himself, and said secretly: Without cigarettes, it's impossible to even play with a lighter, this kind of man's hard work, Mr. Lin, will you have it?

Shi Yi didn't know, because in the few times he had only seen Lin Shan, he had never seen Lin Shan light a cigarette with a fire fold...... (To be continued......)