It turned out that the Zhou family had a ship.

After listening to the explanation of the fourth uncle, he was led by Zhu's mother on the way back to the inner courtyard, Zhou Manyun's footsteps were swaying, and it really seemed that he was jolting on the deck of the ship in advance.

Huocheng is a water town in the south of the Yangtze River, the river is vertical and horizontal, and there are more people with boats than with tall horses, not to mention that Zhou Yang, the third uncle of the Zhou family, is in charge of Huocheng's affairs and business, and there are existing big ships in his hands to transport goods. This is what the four uncles just said, and it should not be a fraud.

But in the previous life, the Zhou family had a ship, and Man Yun had no impression. Grandfather Zhou Xian died two years later, according to his will, the Zhou family divided the family, the third uncle Zhou Yang took the whole family south to Ningzhou, whether he took the boat away, Man Yun also does not remember.

According to the current situation, it is not that the Zhou family is trapped in Fengjin County and can't go, but as long as they are willing to go, they will deliver a letter to the south, and their own boat will come up along the river to the north to pick them up.

So why did my grandmother insist on staying in Pingzhou like this? In order to show the steadfastness of the family waiting for Zhou Xian to be released from prison, and then, just like this, he was aggrieved as a guest in a foreign land, and the frail children were consumed to death one by one?

In her previous life, Li Manyun believed the "facts" told to her by the elders, but the path from the water map was estimated from Luojing, and there were several mountains separated from Luojing to Pingzhou, and the people who rushed to report the news could not run within 20 days.

In the previous life, I never doubted that it was because the Grand Canal that ran through the north and south during the Taiye period and the cobweb-covered gallop roads on both sides of the river had been fully repaired, and it took me five or even ten years later to judge the accuracy of the events of that year.

If it weren't for the news that his father had died, why did his mother draw her sword? Zhou Manyun stood at the door and looked blankly at Du Shi, who was sitting at the desk across the window, in a trance for a while, it was really a lifetime.

The room was clear, Du Shi's face was slightly glowing, she held the fine in her hand, and traced it on the paper one by one, and the corners of her mouth showed a sweet smile from time to time.

Under that smile, Du's long neck showed a piece of white and tender from the scarlet collar, which looked extremely dazzling.

"My good dear, the sword marks on the corpse of the fifth grandmother are so ......long", thinking of the indiscriminate gesture of a mother-in-law who had embraced the Du family after getting drunk in Huocheng in his previous life, Zhou Manyun closed his eyes in pain.

"My grandmother! What are you doing? Don't lie down in bed and copy all these useless things! When Manyun calmed down a little, his ears were filled with Zhu's mother's dissatisfied shouts.

Feeling uncomfortable lying on the bed, Du Shi, who was caught in the bag while complaining in a low voice, disgusted with Zhu's mother's rough hands and feet, and personally stepped forward to scramble to clean up the pen and ink scrolls on the table.

"Female commandment?" In the excitement of two adults grabbing jobs, a small hand sneaked up on the table. Zhou Manyun didn't look at the cover, just glanced at it, and knew what the contents of the hand-copied book were framed by the thin thread buckled under the palm of his hand.

The contrast between the sad face of the mother when she heard the punishment and the smile she saw just now was stark. Zhou Manyun's little hand hesitated, and the scroll in his hand had been held by Du Shi at the other end.

"Sister Yun! This book is not for fun, this is the homework that your father assigned to your mother! Du Shi smiled and coaxed the child, his eyebrows and eyes stretched.

If the husband and wife are in love, it is a pleasure to receive the punishment. I think my mother deliberately did enough bitterness in front of people, so that my grandmother would punish her again and again in such a way?

Zhou Manyun's little hand holding the book unconsciously squeezed tighter, and her thick eyelashes drooped like a shadow. The small Kai on the hand-copied template is round and straight, and the spirit of the line reveals the spirit of the daughter's family, the word is that of his father Zhou Zhe, and Man Yun has seen it in his few posthumous picture scroll manuscripts.

Du Shi bent the corners of his mouth, leaned down slightly, and carefully twitched the scroll, not moving at all. Then, she smiled shyly and made a deal with her daughter, saying, "Sister Yun! Give the book to my mother, and my mother will find you something else interesting, let's change it together! ”

Other? Glaring at Du Shi's neck again, Zhou Manyun raised his red little face, let go of his hand, and asked, "Sword!" Mother, do you have a sword with you? ”

"Alas! Why don't you follow your father, but follow me! Du Shi straightened up and patted Man Yun's little shoulder, showing a little annoyance on his smiling face, and shook his head.

"Really? Long? Short? Zhou Manyun must figure it out, and according to his own impression, he roughly compared the length of several types of swords.

The daughter's face was flushed, her small breasts rose and fell irregularly, and there was a bit of hope in her eyes, which suddenly made Du Shi unbearable to refuse. She pretended to pat her forehead with a sudden realization, "There is still a handful, I don't know if you want it!" ”

Is there really a sword? Zhou Manyun looked at Du Shi, then at Mother Zhu who was sent by her, and at the black lacquer box that Mother Zhu opened and rummaged through by the wall, and there was unspeakable pain in her eyes.

After a while, a deerskin scroll no more than a foot long was handed to Du Shi's hand by Zhu's mother.

"This is it!" Du Shi smiled all over his face, proud that he had finally found something to deal with Manyun. "This is also what your grandfather heard that the Zhou family was going back to his hometown, so he sent someone from Yanzhou to send it to you. My mother thought it was good, so she stayed privately. ”

As he spoke, Du Shi untied the rope on the roll and spread the deerskin roll in front of Man Yun little by little.

This is clearly not a sword, just a dagger that is more than seven inches long. Zhou Manyun only saw a little shadow, and he decided, and his heart was mixed.

Could it be that the old people who experienced the events of the year said that their mothers drew their swords and killed themselves, but they mistook the dagger for a sword. But no matter what, now Huo Cheng can't go back, the cause of death of his mother in her previous life is unknown, what she can do is to throw away all the suspected murder weapons around her, and throw them all away.

The deerskin roll was completely spread out, and a dagger appeared in front of him, the scabbard was black throughout, and the handle was covered with the same soft black leather, but there was a faint silver moire on it.

Du Shi quickly pulled out the dagger that flashed with cold light, and inserted it back in, "It looks inconspicuous, but your grandfather really took a lot of effort." The steel material was brought by merchants from the Western Regions, and Master Xu of Yanzhou made it himself, and the master wrote it, and there is only this one in the world. It is extremely light and sharp, and in order to send it to you, a cloud pattern is embroidered on the panther skin of the gauntlet with silver thread......"

"There's only one thing in the world?" , Zhou Manyun's little hand was on the dagger, and he was dumbfounded.

Before Du Shi could speak, Zhou Manyun's hand had naturally touched the handle, where a silver cloud was engraved with a small seal cloud character, which was not recognizable if he didn't look closely.

After a while, when Du Shi thought she had seen enough and wanted to wrap it up again, Zhou Manyun quickly snatched the dagger into his arms, "Mother! I like it! I'm going to take it with me. ”

Du Shi was a little panicked at this time, and repeatedly emphasized the sharpness of the dagger to his daughter, but Zhou Manyun was confused with the iron-hearted Sarai, swore an oath, and forced the re-wrapped haode dagger in his arms, not letting a single step.

Until late at night, when Man Yun curled up and fell asleep, Du got up to cover her with a quilt, and found that one of her small hands was actually under the pillow and clasped the deerskin roll, and he couldn't help but laugh dumbly.

The night is low, the bright moon is hanging high, and the wisps of clouds are wrapped around, as if the past and present lives of the people in the world are unchanging......

The half-open carved panes, obliquely shining through the tranquil moonlight, like ripples, are scattered on a creaking boxwood bed, and in the haze, a couple of men and women are doing the most primitive rhythm.

The woman who was pressed by the man's strong body was like snow, with long hair like vines, her closed eyes and long eyelashes were shaking, and she bit her lip tightly in the man's rapid gasp.

The snow-white skin was sucked deeply for a while, showing a gorgeous and obscene/obscene red, and the man still bit her neck very dissatisfied, "Zhou Manyun!" Open your eyes and look at me......"

Was it forced to order, or was it half-pushed? Not only did she open her eyes and watch him enjoy her flesh, but she also screamed shamelessly, calling out his name...... But the lingering charm of Ke Haode was still there, and the man had gotten up and dressed without hesitation, and the moonlight coldly shone on his neatly dressed back.

Zhou Manyun, who was lying quietly on the bed, couldn't help but peek sideways, the man quickly turned around, a silver light flashed, and a dagger came out of its sheath and appeared in front of her eyes.

Her eyes widened in horror, and before she could scream, a large hand held her lips firmly, and the sound of the blade returning to its sheath rang softly in her ears, followed by a string of horrible laughter, "For you!" Zhou Manyun! You can kill people with it, or you can kill yourself. The people are in the dagger, otherwise I will break your body into thousands of pieces, crush your bones and scatter ashes! ”

Thousands of corpses are broken, bones are scattered......

In a series of echoes of the nightmare, in the fifteenth year of Yongde, in the small courtyard of the Zhou family in Fengjin County, Pingzhou, a child's scream sounded.

"Sister Yun!" , Du Shi gently picked up Zhou Manyun, who was dripping in cold sweat, with a distressed face.

Zhou Manyun's eyes lingered on Du's face blankly for a while, before he fell into his mother's arms and cried loudly, "Mother! Mother......"

Nightmare! Nightmares from past lives to this life, the death of my mother, and my own!

The dagger under the pillow of the five-year-old Man Yun is clearly the one hidden under the bed when he died in the courtyard of Luojing Mountain in his previous life.

In the past and present lives, the inescapable ones all overlap together. Even if you try your best to change your fate, there are some things that will be more painful in this life with memories than in previous lives. Those painful pasts, I can't forget them, and my body, which is only five years old in this life, has the wandering memories of the adult Man Yun in my previous life.

Dirty! It's dirty! Xiao Manyun bit her lip tightly and threw herself into her mother's arms, rubbing it a few times before slowly closing her eyes in the real warm touch.

After a long time, a small hand gently placed on the back of Du's hand, and then held it tightly, "Mother! Give birth to a younger brother! My sister is good, too! ”

Anything is good, no matter how much Zhou Manyun escaped from his previous life, no matter how childish he is, he will never be able to regain the innocence and beauty that he has lost. In this life, I am determined to protect my mother, but I should have a cleaner and purer child to accompany my mother, and I will be happy on my knees. Zhou Manyun, not worthy!

Changed out of his sweat-soaked clothes and lay back on the bed again, Zhou Manyun closed his eyes but did not feel sleepy, and the dagger was carefully moved out from under the pillow and held in his arms.

How did he get this dagger in his previous life? And in this life, do you have to kill him first to make the nightmare end? Man Yun once again remembered the child who was born less than a day ago in his previous life, and a trace of fierceness flashed in his eyes.