Golden corn fields, green sweet potato leaves, all around a quiet and cozy, in the soft sun, a woman wrapped in a turban, feet in the muddy water, little by little cut the bent sugar cane.

"Baa-baa-"

The bald old man bent over, carrying a cane, and shouted at her: "Hurry up, don't be lazy, you still have five acres of sugar cane to cut today." ”

The woman turned her head in astonishment, looked at the little lamb who hit her waist, and the girl who was smiling with Fu Mujin in the distance, frowned unconsciously, and thought: What the hell is going on, didn't she die of poison?

Why did she harvest five acres of sugar cane under the scorching sun?

Who can tell her why things are the way they are?

*

A few days ago, Shunhua, who had fainted from poisonous hair, was found collapsed in front of the senior brother's door, and the frightened Fu Mujin carried her to the room, worried between her eyebrows.

He clenched his fists tightly and said bitterly: "Brother Yan, it's just a matter of taking medicine, as long as you use Moissanbi Heart Grass as a medicine guide, Brother Yan will be able to detoxify." ”

"What grass do you think she needs?" Senior Brother Rongsang, who was behind his ear, asked loudly.

Xiao Thirteen, who was standing on the side of the bed, hugged his arms and couldn't bear it.

"Moissanbi heart grass."

Senior Brother Rong Sang was stunned, shook his head and said:

"No, Rongsang doesn't have green grass."

"Who asked you if you have any Bixin grass, Fourth Senior Brother, we're talking about Moissanbi Heart Grass." Senior Brother Nameless reminded loudly.

Yun Xiaoyou stretched out his hand and patted the heads of Nameless, Rongsang, and Little Thirteen.

He roared angrily and rebuked: "You people are talking so loudly because you are afraid that the drunken master will not know that his grandson is poisoned and dying, isn't it?" ”

These people, completely ignoring Shunhua, who was lying unconscious on the bed, talked loudly on the side of the bed.

Xiaoxiao, who was counting the birthday gift, frowned and shouted:

"A few of you have time to quarrel, why don't you come over and help calculate, is there any leakage of the master's birthday gift, how can it not be, where is that Mozambi Heart Grass?"

Xiao Thirteen hurriedly ran over and looked at the mountains of birthday gifts, "The master really has face, there are not a thousand birthday gifts here, there are hundreds of them, and there are not many people, and it may not be possible to dismantle it until it is soft." ”

"In this way, let's divide up the labor and work together, and put the things we have ordered in another room." Fu Mujin looked back at Shun Hua, who was covered in cold sweat and had a bloodless face, "If you still can't find it today, I'm afraid Brother Yan's life won't be saved." ”

"Okay, senior brother, I'm here to help." Everyone answered in unison.

"Let Senior Brother Ben take a look first." Senior Brother Xiaoyou took the list of birthday gifts and read: "A treasure knife that kills people without seeing blood." ”

After that, the nameless senior brother picked up a nine-foot-five-inch, eighty-two-pound Qinglong Yanyue knife and rushed out.

"A broken calligraphy and painting."

Xiao Thirteen picked up the handwritten calligraphy and painting of the beggar gang and went out.

"Spoon... One? Someone actually picks the door so much, and he will send a spoon to celebrate his birthday? ”

As soon as the words fell, Yun Xiaoyou looked down curiously at Yue Xiaoxiao, picked up a jade Ruyi and went out.

“......”

The angry Senior Brother Xiaoyou asked loudly, "Who counted the congratulatory gifts yesterday?" Isn't this all scribbled? ”

"Big brother." The nameless senior brother crossed the threshold and replied: "It's strange to say, he was deified yesterday, holding a pen, and snickering there while ordering congratulatory gifts. ”

"Okay, okay, when I wake up my little fat junior brother, I'll go to the senior brother tomorrow to settle the account, let him get better, and order it again."

Fu Mujin paused, there were some things he wanted to ask, but he thought about it for a while, and he should wait for Brother Yan to wake up and ask again.

For a whole afternoon, everyone opened the red paper, and their fingers were red, and Xiaoxiao even dismantled until her nails were broken and her fingertips were bleeding, but she couldn't find it.

"What should I do, or not, why not?" The shallow-eyed Yue Xiaoxiao instantly cried and reddened her nose.

The disheartened little thirteen squatted on the ground, staring blankly at the broken red paper on the ground.

"This is already the last one."

Fu Mujin held a large brocade box half an arm's length, his eyes were slightly red, and his lips pursed.

"No discouragement, maybe this is the one?" Senior Brother Anonymous encouraged.

Yun Xiaoyou raised his eyes and saw who would send it with such a big box with a herb, according to him, nine times out of ten it was not.

"Well, whether it's or not, let's open it up and see it, it's a hope."

Xiao Thirteen held the box with one hand and said loudly: "Don't do it, if it's not, it's hopeless." ”

"Just kidding, what if he is."

"If the king says it's not, it's not."

"Hurry up and let go of Senior Brother Ben, Senior Brother Ben is going to open it today."

Yun Xiaoyou reached out to grab it, and Xiao Thirteen and the two of you pushed me, with a click, the brocade box opened, and a kitchen knife fell out of the brocade box, which just smashed between the legs of Senior Brother Rongsang, half an inch, and the flesh and blood were blurred, and the blood flowed like a river.

Rong Sang picked up the kitchen knife and nodded meaningfully.

"The blade is sharp, the weight is in hand, and it is a good kitchen knife."

Fu Mujin lowered his hand heavily, walked to Shunhua's bed in frustration, looked at her unconscious, and read with deep affection: "Brother Yan, you wait for me, I beg you, you must hold on until Fu comes back, and Fu will go to find an antidote for you." ”

Before leaving, he shook Shunhua's hand vigorously and dropped a kiss on her forehead.

Everyone don't look over, they can't bear to see their miserable parting, and they can't bear to say goodbye to their lives.

Knock Knock –

The tall gluttonous master knocked on the door and walked in with a smile, looking at everyone's bitter faces with some surprise.

"Are you all there? Xiaoyou, where is your master? ”

"Third uncle, master, he was drunk last night, and now he is sleeping in the room, what do you have to find him, Xiaoyou will help you tell him when he wakes up." Yun Xiaoyou, who bowed his head, said seriously.

Hearing this, the gluttonous master scratched the back of his head.

"It's nothing, it's just a birthday gift, your second master Bert handed it over to the old man, he went back in advance after something in the bank, and the old man drank too much last night, so he forgot about it, you help the old man give it to your master, don't forget to say that this is given by the second master."

Yun Xiaoyou stretched out his hands and respectfully took the brocade box.

"Uncle Xie."

Fu Mujin was about to go out, and with a lonely expression, he hurriedly passed by the two with his head down, passed by Yun Xiaoyou, who was holding a brocade box, and left everyone's sight.

The third master looked down at the brocade box and asked curiously, "Won't you open it right away?" Your second uncle is so rich, I don't know what kind of treasure to give. ”

"It's fine."

Yun Xiaoyou pursed his lips slightly, opened the brocade box and looked at it, his eyes lit up.

"Tsk." The third master said disdainfully: "Your second master is getting more and more picky, so he also hit a golden Buddha or something, and actually sent a broken grass." ”

The crowd rushed over and shouted, "Mozambi Heart Grass! ”

"Hurry, hurry, hurry." Yun Xiaoyou held the brocade box in his hand, and said in a trembling voice: "Quickly call the beauty brother back, no one here knows how to use this herb!" ”

"Xiaoxiao will go immediately."

Yue Xiaoxiao, who burst into tears and laughed, hurriedly rushed out, almost falling on the threshold, and everyone rushed out in a hurry, intending to chase Fu Muhibiscus back.

*

In a blink of an eye, it has reached August 18, and the second village in the world ushered in the first heavy snow after the Mid-Autumn Festival.

The snow falling on the sharp tip of the sword, with the sword moves of the clouds and water, the Xuan Ming in the ears continued, and the little thirteen holding the long sword in front of him was heroic, like a chivalrous man who had been in the rivers and lakes for several years, heroic and extraordinary.

"It's really fragrant, if someone turns a few heels, it would be better for Young Master Ben to take a look."

Xiao Baiyun and Yue Xiaoxiao sat on the big stone, watching Xiao Thirteen practice swords, and eating warm and fragrant sweet potatoes.

"This king is not a monkey, no." Little Thirteen proudly turned the hilt of his sword and put away his long sword.

"Cut, stingy."

Xiao Baiyun stuck out his tongue at him and continued to bury his head in eating sweet potatoes.

"Look." Yue Xiaoxiao shook Xiao Baiyun's shoulders excitedly, and as soon as the three of them looked up, they saw countless Kong Ming lanterns slowly rising, and the bright lights were like countless gems inlaid in the blue sky, dazzling and beautiful, warmly surrounding this once independent second village in the world.

"It's beautiful."

Little Thirteen put his long sword back into its scabbard and smiled.

"That man must have done it."

"Little Lord."

A voice that had not been heard for a long time sounded from behind him, Xiao Thirteen trembled, turned around, and found that the Lan guards and the guards were standing in front of him unharmed.

Tears suddenly blurred his vision, he rushed up, hugged the flattered Lan guard tightly, and scolded loudly: "You guys are too slow, you haven't come to this king for so long, and this king still thinks you are dead." ”

Guard Lan lowered his head and patted the little prince's back excitedly.

"The subordinates are guilty and ask the prince to punish him."

A group of guards knelt on the snow in unison, and said in unison: "The subordinates are late, ask the prince to punish them." ”

Yue Xiaoxiao put down the sweet potato that had bitten half of it, and said thoughtfully: "I didn't expect it to be time to separate so soon." ”

"Are you going to leave too?" Xiao Baiyun asked casually.

"Well, a few days ago, Xiaoxiao met the second brother here, and he said that Xiaoxiao had enough fun and it was time to go back."

"Your second brother?"

"Well, he found a good doctor for Xiaoxiao, saying that he could cure the scars on Xiaoxiao's face, although he had to carry water to practice every day, but Xiaoxiao lived a full life every day, knowing what he was going to do, and after he went back, Xiaoxiao would no longer be free."

"Is your family very bossy and domineering? Why is there no freedom? Xiao Baiyun grabbed her hand, "Then sister, don't go back, stay in Baishimen, practice with the senior brothers, how happy." ”

"Okay, if you can."

Yue Xiaoxiao turned her head thoughtfully, looking at Xiao Thirteen, who was reuniting with the guards after a long time, with a happy face.

She whispered, take care.

Suddenly, there was a burst of lightning in the sky, and then there was a deafening thunder.

The two people on the roof trembled.

Someone who was about to steal jade and incense was innocently pushed away, and his heart was a little hurt.

"Brother Yan, but you're afraid of thunder?"

Shunhua, who was just about to turn around, was stunned and said nervously: "A little." ”

"Then why are you pushing me away?"

Well? Because I'm afraid of death.

Fu Mujin took her into his arms with one hand and let her head rest on his shoulder.

He said softly, "Brother Yan, do you think... Isn't it time for our relationship to be closer? ”

"How can we get one step closer?"

Shunhua's face is flushed, and she is now held in your arms.

One step closer, wouldn't it be...

Someone thought about something unspeakable, and suddenly, the roots of his ears turned red and he couldn't help himself.

"Now that Brother Yan's poison has been cured."

The clear and seductive male voice was in her ears, her slender fingers gently slid into her palm, and her lips curled slightly: "Why don't you go home with Fu, discuss marriage, and choose a date, how about it?" ”

His voice was so beautiful that she lost her mind, and she didn't even know that she was being trivialized, and the woman replied in a daze, "Okay." ”

Fu Mujin raised the corners of her mouth wickedly, gently stroked the corners of her lips with her thumb, and asked, "Can Fu kiss again?" ”

"What?"

Before Shunhua could react, he lowered his eyes and leaned over, and a trace of warmth fell on his cold lips.

The two shadows on the roof were close together under the thousands of Kong Ming lanterns.

*

On the day of separation, the leader of the Bai Lao Alliance, who was over eighty years old, and a group of senior brothers stood on the ice shore to watch Fu Mujin and Shunhua get on the boat.

Yan Shunhua had just walked a few steps, suddenly turned around, rushed back, and hugged his grandfather tightly.