It was starting to get dark, but the sun was still hot, and it was June, the hottest time of the year.

Xu Zixian wore a lacquer gauze crown, a silk robe embroidered with small flowers, a plain silver belt tied around his waist, and a silverfish belt hanging from it, wearing a very serious military attache robe.

His back was drenched with sweat, and his forehead was covered with sweat.

It can be seen that Xu Zixian has grown up tall and is very strong.

This is completely different from the situation three months ago, Xu Zixian's height was shorter than now, and his body was also very thin, and now his face is still very pale...... Before that, he was miserable white, and at that time he was a gentleman among the nobles of the clan, a miserable green boy.

The shallow grass-covered slope slopes gently to the south, deep into the reeds, and the breeze blows, and the blue and blue reeds sway, and the river ripples, reflecting the golden brilliance of the sun.

Several small boats came out of the reeds, fishermen fishing in the swings.

Xu Zi stood up first, untied his back longbow and slowly walked to the reeds, through the gap in the wind, he saw many wild ducks swimming on the surface of the water.

Xu Zixian pulled the longbow slowly and resolutely, the bowstring collapsed very tightly, and the sweat-soaked robe was tightly attached to Xu Zixian's body, exposing obvious muscles.

This is the body of a very strong young man, full of a sense of harmony between strength and beauty. Sweat swayed as the muscles trembled, and the air was filled with a primal sense of power.

From the perspective of outsiders, Xu Zixian is strong enough and full of bravery, but he still feels that it is not enough, the muscles of his arms are just beginning to take shape, and the muscles on his back and shoulders still need to be strengthened, he has been exercising for nearly three months, and he is so tired that he can't get up every day, but it is obviously not enough.

Xu Zixian stood for a long time with a full posture, and finally his whole body was trembling, his eyes were black, and he felt that he would not be able to support it at any time, at this time he knew that the critical point was approaching, so he released the three fingers of his right hand.

The bowstring sounded in response, Xu Zi stared at a small point in the distance, and the target seemed to have become bigger under the long-term staring, which is the feeling that archery can only have when it reaches a certain level.

The arrow flew forward, severing many reeds along the way, and finally landed on a small dirt bag that protruded above the surface of the water, digging deep into the humus, leaving only the trembling tail feathers.

Xu Zixian felt a little satisfied and nodded lightly.

Exhaustion rushed over his body like a tidal wave, and he staggered and quickly sat down on the ground again.

This practice method is to use up every trace of strength in the body, and then the next time the strength will rise, and the muscles will also rise.

At this time, a familiar pain hit Xu Zixian's head, he clenched his teeth, held the bow tip in both hands, and his body shook like a swing.

Blood, the light of the knife, the gurgling water by the river...... There were also severed human heads, rolling around on the wet ground by the river with hideous faces......

A headless corpse, such a familiar figure, was thrown on the surface of the river after losing its head, and floated down the river into the distance......

Then there are chaotic memory fragments, like reincarnation, each identity is a fragment, until hundreds of thousands of years later, all kinds of strange scenes are shaking like pictures, all kinds of messy knowledge makes his memory quite chaotic, and his mind seems to be sawed back and forth by a saw, and the pain is unbearable.

Xu Zixian accidentally fell off a horse and injured his head many days ago, and was rescued after being in a coma for a long time, and then suffered from this headache.

At first, Xu Zixian didn't take it seriously, but later every time he had a headache, similar memories flooded into his mind.

The boundless blood, those vicious and hideous Donghu soldiers, the long knife with a missing blade...... The heads that rolled to the ground were his relatives and brothers, and the corpses, like dead pigs and sheep, drifted on the water, slowly drifting into the distance.

Not only these, it is now the thirteenth year of Chongde, Xu Zixian still has the memory of the Chongde Dynasty after that, some of which are very clear, and some of which are vague.

And for hundreds of years afterward, many fragmentary memories floated and collided in my mind like ice.

The pain this time passed quickly, and the mixed memories were no longer as unacceptable to Xu Zixian as before, headaches for several months, and hundreds of years of chaotic memories were like forging hammers, constantly forging Xu Zixian.

Xu Zi was very open-minded and confident at first, and the tragedy made him vigilant and hard-working, but he did not press him across, but those unbearable things in his personality were like solid ice encountering the sun, and they had long disappeared without a trace.

Xu Zixian pondered by himself, it may be that the two of them happened to die, Xu Zixian, a college student hundreds of years later, Xu Zixian of the beheaded Great Wei clan died together in different time and space, and the two unwilling souls were fused together by a strange force, and then fused with Xu Zixian, who was injured in the head, it is considered a trinity, after many headaches, the three souls were roughly fused, and at least all Xu Zixian accepted their current identity: the Great Wei clan, the third generation of the Great Wei Nananhou lineage, and the Great Wei Sipin Mingwei General who was waiting to attack the lord.

The two indomitable souls successfully fused together, and the effect was obvious. After several months of dormant exercise, the famous clan gentleman and the short-tempered teenager Xu Zixian has disappeared without a trace, and has undergone a reborn change.

Maybe people will want to get more after they lose, at least the current Xu Zi thinks so, he has suffered so much, God sent him to this time and space to make him suffer again?

Xu Zixian was very hardworking, but he had no way to tell others that he often had nightmares, and he never wanted to experience that painful feeling again.

Xu Zixian stood up again and pulled his bow again to exercise.

The twilight gradually covered the earth, and the figures on the river beach were gradually covered by the twilight, and they gradually couldn't see clearly, only the muffled snort when the bowstring was drawn, and the crackling sound when the arrows were fired, reminding people that the young marquis of the Nan'an Hou Mansion was still practicing tirelessly.

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Xu Zi first lived in the east of Nan'anze Town, where there was a small courtyard with two entrances facing the river, which was the annex of the Hou Mansion.

The dignified Hou Mansion is also this other courtyard, the time spent some money on the construction, the house is built near the river, the outside is a large area of reeds, the scenery of the river is very good, the courtyard is very large, there are some rockeries, a lot of flowers and trees are planted, it is the place where the first two generations of Nan'an Hou went out of the city to live temporarily.

Now the compound has not been renovated for at least thirty years, and many places are dilapidated, and the original ashram has become an ordinary house.

There are no decent furniture in the house, all of them are tables and chairs that have been used for decades, even in the backyard where Xu Zixian lives.

It's hot during the day, but it's much better at night, and the cool breeze is refreshing.

In the east of the courtyard, there is a jasmine flower in full bloom, and there is a strong floral fragrance in the courtyard.

The whole yard was clearly dilapidated, but everything was neatly tied, and even the dirt in the fence was beaten quite smoothly by the wooden shovel on the side.

Xu Zixian had a smile on his face...... This is a small space where the little sister is leading people to clean up at home, the brother and sister will chat in this courtyard, there is a swing in the corner of the west wall, and Xu Zixian often pushes his sister to hang here.

Since his father's defeat in Qizhou, Xu Zixian and his sister have been living in the Hou Mansion in Fuzhou. Until three months ago, the original Xu Zixian fainted at an elegant gathering, and it was rumored that he couldn't make poems and fainted, and he lost face. And now Xu Zi can't accept the fact of crossing for a while after waking up first, and his mind is quite confused, plus the cost of living in Fucheng is too high, Xu Zixian simply left Fucheng with his little sister more than three months ago and came to live in this dilapidated courtyard.

A little maid with a double bun pushed open the door and came out, still holding a large stack of clothes in her hand, after seeing Xu Zixian, the little maid wanted to salute, but she was clumsy, and the robe in her hand was lost all over the ground.

"Yiran, you little fool, panicked ......" Xu Zixian knocked a finger on the head of the eleven or twelve-year-old girl, and said with a smile: "What are you in a hurry, are you carrying your clothes to wash?" ”

"It's for Sister Xiuniang to wash." The little girl took a strong adamantine finger on her head, looking like she was about to cry, and rubbed her head with her hand while answering.

"Big brother, what are you messing around?" The little sister with a helpless face walked out of the door and looked at the eldest brother with reproachful eyes.

"Well, I'll take the clothes to Xiuniang."

The little sister is about the same age as Yi Ran, less than thirteen, it may be that Xu Zixian has always been ridiculous, the only few people in the Hou Mansion listen to the little sister, the original Xu Zixian was also a little afraid of his sister subconsciously, and when he saw his sister rolling her eyes at herself, Xu Zixian smiled and wanted to slip away.

"Don't stare at Xiuniang and talk." The little sister looked at her brother with vigilant eyes and said: "Xiuniang's family is here to serve, and she will return to her house as soon as she is full of forty days...... She's pathetic! ”

Yi Ran mended the knife on the side and said: "The eyes of the prince looking at Sister Xiuniang are like wolves, emitting green light. ”

"What do you say, when have you ever seen a wolf?" Xu Zixian was dissatisfied, brushed his sleeves and left, but soon turned back, picked up the robe on the ground and walked away in embarrassment.

The second sister had no choice but to touch her forehead with her hand, and there was a helpless feeling of caring for her mentally handicapped brother in her eyes.

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Xu Zi walked leisurely first, he seemed embarrassed, but in fact, his heart was calm.

After several months, from the initial anger, helplessness, and panic, to the later reluctance to accept, several souls gradually merged, and it was difficult to distinguish each other.

There is Xu Zixian, who is angry and unwilling, full of anger, and Xu Zixian, who lives a mediocre life, but there is no lack of interest in life. There is also Xu Zixian, who is young and full of illusions about the future.

Now the Trinity Xu Zixian is full of peace in his heart, a kind of calm and calmness that is enlightened.

Everything started from scratch, although there was still a slight anxiety in my heart, the future ending was quite tragic, if I didn't make efforts and changes, I would inevitably be stabbed in the future, I was killed, and my little sister fell into the clutches of the Donghu people...... As soon as he thought of these things, Xu Zixian's blood would freeze.

When he first crossed over, even if he accepted the reality that he was now the Great Wei Clan, the future Marquis, and the current General Sipin Mingwei, when he thought of what happened many years later, Xu Zixian still couldn't sleep at night, and woke up in a nightmare almost every night.

Who can not be shocked, and who would like to suffer such a tragic thing again?

However, Xu Zixian also knew that it was not an urgent matter, he was a seventeen-year-old boy, with no power, no power and no money, saying that he was a clan, the third generation of Nan'an Marquis, but he had not yet been able to attack the lord, even if he attacked the knight, it depends on what kind of official position, title, and rank are all empty checks, and the actual official position is very important.

It is necessary to have a foundation to be able to exert its strength, but now the Hou Mansion can only be able to provide food and clothing...... Internal and external troubles, but that's it.