Tu Tielin laughed, patted the mud stains off the old man's shoulder, and asked softly, "What is the old man's surname?"

The old man didn't know how to end it, glared at Tu Tielin angrily, raised his voice as much as he could, and said: "The old man's surname is Liu Zadi, and he can't live for a few years if he jumps around, and he has already lived enough." ”

At this moment, Su Jianning smiled and said, "Uncle, do you know Xiao Jiansheng?"

Hearing this name, Uncle Liu's momentum just now was completely gone, and he subconsciously took a small step back, and seriously looked at the woman in front of him who was still charming, it didn't seem like a bad person, but people's hearts were separated from their stomachs, and the good and bad people didn't write on their faces, just like the woman who came on horseback yesterday, looking well-dressed, but the things she did were not as good as the beasts, if it weren't for the coffins and coffins at the mouth of the mud well, otherwise it would have set fire to burn this place to ashes.

Uncle Liu shook his head decisively and said, "I don't know, there is no such person at the mouth of the mud well, are you looking for the wrong place?"

Tu Tielin said with a smile: "It was almost eighteen years ago, when there was a great drought at the mouth of the mud well, and it happened that the Jin soldiers came to harass again, and many people died and escaped......"

It seems that the incident touched Uncle Liu's pain back then, and he suddenly waved his hand and said, "Don't say it, the old man also wanted to escape, but unfortunately his leg was broken by Jin Bing." ”

Su Jianning smiled: "Xiao Jiansheng has a birthmark on his buttocks, it is a ......"

Before Su Jianning could finish speaking, Uncle Liu suddenly took a step forward, but soon stopped and asked tentatively: "Are you her master, or his senior sister, I heard that the kid is now in what palace, or what palace is he studying cultivation with." ”

Su Jianning smiled softly and said, "Uncle, take a closer look, who should I be." ”

Uncle Liu subconsciously rubbed his eyes, moved a few steps forward, looked at it in a daze for a while, his heart fluttered, and his eyes suddenly widened.

Tu Tielin moved his face to Uncle Liu and said with a smile: "Look at me again." ”

Uncle Liu held Tu Tielin's shoulder, his eyes looked up, his black eyes couldn't help but roll up, I don't know how long he looked at it, a few cloudy tears suddenly dripped out of his dim eyes, and he said tremblingly: "You are really the ...... of that poor baby"

Tu Tielin and Su Jianning both nodded at the same time, and Tu Tielin said in a low voice: "That year, I thought he was dead, so I put him under an old elm tree, but I didn't expect ......."

Uncle Liu suddenly bent down and picked up the wooden stick on the ground, and smashed it on Tu Tielin's head, Tu Tielin smiled calmly, not dodging or dodging.

But the stick didn't really fall, but it slid to the ground grazing Tu Tielin's solid shoulder.

Uncle Liu said hoarsely: "After so many years, the child's life is miserable...... Don't say anything, just let me come. ”

Soon, the three of them appeared in front of the door of the small courtyard where Xiao Jiansheng once lived, the door had fallen, the courtyard wall had collapsed, standing outside the wall, you could see the situation in the courtyard, the earthen house had collapsed, there were a few dead grasses growing on it, covered with a thin layer of snow, and a bundle of dry firewood full of snow flakes was thrown behind the door, which seemed to have just been thrown down, but it was covered by snow.

Tu Tielin's face was tense, and his big hand gently supported the soft and incomplete courtyard wall, and carefully collected everything in his eyes.

Su Jianning walked through the broken gate, entered the small courtyard, and stopped in front of the collapsed earthen house for a long time, his eyes were wet and his vision was blurred.

Along the way, Uncle Liu opened the chatterbox, called out grievances for Xiao Jiansheng, and told Xiao Jiansheng from babbling to going up the mountain to chop wood by himself, and even told him how he fell from the cliff to the mountain, and the village dispatched

How many people searched overnight, but Xiao Jiansheng was safe and sound, but he made his grandfather seriously ill, and these things were explained in detail.

In the end, the old man killed an officer about how Xiao Jiansheng avenged his grandfather and sister, and then there was the endless pursuit and harassment of the mud well by the officers and soldiers.

Tu Tielin kept Xiao Jiansheng's experiences in his heart word for word, his face became more and more calm, but his heart became more and more angry, like a thousand waves stirred up by the waves, Su Jianning was more deeply blaming in addition to anger.

The old man didn't specifically want Tu Tielin and Su Jianning to be sad after hearing about it, but wanted them to know that the children had not been easy to do all these years, and they all said that the children of the poor had already been in charge, and Xiao Jiansheng could carry a bundle of firewood on his back, and the lonely and widowed old people in the village had never worried about the lack of firewood in winter.

Uncle Liu first found Xiao Wen's grave according to the blurred picture in his mind, and Tu Tielin muttered to the snow-covered mound for a while.

In front of the two graves, one large and one small, Tu Tielin's tall figure knelt down, and Su Jianning also knelt down, when the two came, they had already prepared incense, inserted it in the grave, and watched the cigarette curl away, feeling guilty, if they had known that the child was still alive a year earlier, the old and the young in the grave might be alive, and the family would not only be happy.

It's a pity that it's sad to talk too much.

The incense burned out, Tu Tielin didn't get up immediately, his bright and abnormal eyes stared straight at the position between the two tombs, and he couldn't move away for a long time, he gently peeled off the covered snow with his hands, revealing a layer of fresh soil.

Tu Tielin turned to look at Uncle Liu and asked, "Uncle, did someone come not long ago?"

Uncle Liu said: "Yesterday, a team of people came, the whole village is under martial law, and no one is allowed to come out to walk, it seems that Wei Xiangwu, who is guarding the city, is among them." ”

Tu Tielin nodded and didn't ask again.

Uncle Liu glanced at Tu Tielin's frowning expression, he was dazzled, he could see a different calm from Tu Tielin's eyes, as if the prelude to the heavy rain in the future, the precursor of the wind, feeling that the storm was about to start, the old man's heart was suddenly a little uneasy.

Night came quietly, and the three of them left Wabu Mountain.

Tu Tielin sent the old man home, settled down briefly, and then walked west with Su Jianning, the two of them walking slowly, while identifying the strange aura left around, and at the same time identifying those fresh horseshoe prints through the thin snow.

After leaving the mud well mouth for a long time, Su Jianning suddenly said, "What do you see?"

Tu Tielin frowned and said: "That guy may have buried a knife under the two graves in order to prevent someone from disturbing the peace of the two deceased, a very evil knife, and the breath on the knife has not dissipated yet, but I don't know why he did this?"

Knowing that a child is like a mother, Su Jianning guessed the possibility after a little thought, and said: "He has buried a bottom line here, a bottom line that no one will touch." ”

Tu Tielin laughed and said: "There is a kind of courage that his father had when he was young. ”

Su Jianning smiled shamefully: "Don't compare your stinky things back then with the child, he is brave and strategic, do you have a plan?"

Tu Tielin shook his head with a straight face and said: "The back waves of the Yangtze River push the front waves, and it is normal for the child to be stronger than his father." ”

Su Jianning was too lazy to talk to Tu Tielin, she looked up at the white earth, the end of the earth should be Yuntian City, and then said: "As you said, that knife may have entered Yuntian City, what are you going to do?"

Tu Tielin was also staring into the distance, he could still vaguely feel the evil aura, grinning, fast

Yu said: "What else, kill the person who should be killed, snatch the knife back, I will keep the sword first, if it is really that Wei Xiangwugan's deed, I will cut off his head and hang it at the city gate." ”

Su Jianning said cautiously: "I heard that Wei Xiangwu is the younger brother of Wei Xiangwen, the current commander of the horse, once this thing is done, it will inevitably cause great repercussions in the Fengtian Dynasty." ”

Tu Tielin suddenly laughed mysteriously.

Su Jianning was puzzled: "You want to transfer the hatred that belongs to the child to yourself?"

Tu Tielin said indifferently: "Since ancient times, it has been convenient for the father to repay the debt, and it makes sense to turn it over." ”

Su Jianning just nodded with satisfaction and didn't speak again.

......

The moonlight hung high, sprinkling the white moonlight on the solemn head of Yuntian City.

In the city lord's mansion, there is a tall lamp with a knife.

Wei Xiangwu leaned lazily on the back of the chair, his delicate tiger head boots rested on a mahogany table rolled with flying dragon horns, and a large black knife hung on the wall not far away, the black knife was unsheathed, and it became more and more pitch black under the contrast of the white wall, at this time, Wei Xiangwu's eyes were staring at the knife without blinking.

It seems that he has been staring at it for a long time, Wei Xiangwu felt that his eyes were a little astringent, but he still didn't see the fame, he only felt that it was a good knife, and it had been soaked in blood countless times.

Wei Xiangwu rubbed his eyes, took a sip of the teapot in his hand, and then sprayed it in the distance, he didn't know when the tea had cooled.

Soon, there were several dignified-looking maids waiting outside, carefully placing a pot of hot tea in Wei Xiangwu's hand, and replacing the pot of herbal tea.

As soon as the maid took a few steps, Wei Xiangwu said lazily, "Xiaolian." ”

A tall maid, with a face like a peach blossom, and a very marked facial features, immediately turned around and came to Wei Xiangwu's side, bowed for a while, and began to hang down along the two thick legs, with a soft hand, comfortable and moderate, every time she repeated the action, the two mountains in front of Xiaolian also swayed up and down, as if she was about to open her clothes, and turned a blind eye to these Wei Xiangwu.

It seemed that after a long time, Wei Xiangwu pointed to his head, and Xiaolian's white little hands immediately rubbed it eagerly in the curly hair.

Wei Xiangwu looked a little upset, and Xiaolian pressed her head more and more low.

At this moment, Wei Xiangwu suddenly grabbed Xiaolian's hand and said like a dream: "This hand should be maintained, if there is a next time, it will be cut down and fed to the dog." ”

Xiaolian was so frightened that she didn't dare to come out, and her two little hands trembled involuntarily.

Wei Xiangwu suddenly burst out laughing, stretched out his big furry hand and put it on Xiaolian's buttocks, Xiaolian's face gradually improved, she looked at Wei Xiangwu with resentment, and whispered: "Master, when will you bring the princess, Xiaolian really wants to serve the master and the princess together." ”

Wei Xiangwu's eyes suddenly widened, and the wooden table table under the tiger's head boots cracked directly, then sighed, and scolded in a low voice: "Bad for me, rob my woman, kill my subordinates, in this life, I am endlessly with the dog thief I killed that day." ”

Xiaolian glanced at Wei Xiangwu secretly, and suddenly didn't know how to make her master happy, just when she was racking her brains to think of a clever plan, the whole person was suddenly hugged by a powerful big hand, and fell on those two legs, and a pair of big hands as hot as a soldering iron began to hand her up and down.

Wei Xiangwu closed his eyes gently, leisurely enjoying the turbulent waves, and gradually entered a state of self-forgetfulness, but after a long time, Xiaolian suddenly screamed, Wei Xiangwu suddenly opened his eyes and found that there was a person standing in front of the black knife.

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