On the top of the nameless mountain, Wen Zhen sat quietly in the cave.

After burying the county lord of Zhaoming, the man outside limped and walked two steps, suddenly hissed twice, and said, "No, you have to treat the wound first, otherwise my mother will be worried when she sees it." ”

He seemed to look around, and then walked in the direction of Wen Zhen.

Wen Zhen sat up slowly, his posture relaxed and tense.

She sat in the shadows, curls of grass glowing between her fingers.

The man walked in, didn't look at it, sat down, and then there was the sound of his clothes being brushed, and Wen Zhen smelled a breath of blood.

The man took care of the wound very skillfully, and was about to leave, when he suddenly stopped and said, "It's so fragrant." ”

At the same time, the dog barked.

Wen Zhen was shocked in his heart, and then smiled bitterly.

She forgot about the bamboo tube rabbit meat.

Although the fire had been extinguished, the aroma of what she had made had always been long-lasting and penetrating, gave the two dogs noses a sniff.

As soon as the man turned his head, he saw Wen Zhen in the shadows, and he was startled, jumped up suddenly, and shouted, "Who are you?" ”

Wen Zhen stretched out his hand, grabbed the air blankly, raised the forty-five degree angel horn, blinked his round stupid cute eyes, and asked, "Brother, who are you?" ”

There was a sudden silence on the other side.

Wen Zhen raised his eyes suspiciously, and his misty eyes were facing the opposite side.

When the man on the other side spoke again, the first word seemed to be more dumb, but then it turned to the previous silly and fast-paced tone: "I, I don't have a surname, my name is Tiezhu, I live in Qingteng Village in the eighteenth bay of Liushan, go up the mountain to hunt and pick some mushrooms after the rain by the way, sister, why are you here alone?" ”

Wen Zhen blinked, the faint doubts caused by that meal faded away in his heart, and he lowered his head and wept: "Brother, I came with my sister to participate in the Standing Fire Festival, but I got lost, and I met a robber for some reason, I was injured, and my sister was also ......" Tears fell as he spoke.

Suddenly, a hand reached over and pressed her cheek, Wen Zhen was stunned, feeling the rough fingers rubbing indiscriminately on her face, and suddenly resisted the urge to shake her head, and simply sobbed harder.

This time, I felt the finger pause again, and then wiped away her tears, and Tie Zhu said: "Sister, don't cry, my sister has been buried, you can go down the mountain with me, the humidity on this mountain is too heavy, I will take you back to recuperate." Either you tell me where your home is and I'll send you home. ”

Wen Zhen knew that Qingteng Village was actually quite far away from Qianqiu Valley, and he had to climb over three mountains, and the reason why he arrived here quickly was that the beasts in the mountains did not take the ordinary road, but now it was impossible to go back, so he said: "My family is in Gutian Village......

"That's a long way, the road is difficult to walk, if you really want to walk, you have to walk for several days." Tie Zhu seemed to have few tendons, and didn't ask her, since she was here to participate in the Lihuo Festival, why did she come here, he stretched out his hand and pulled, and naturally pulled Wen Zhen to his back, "Come, I'll carry you on my back!" ”

Wen Zhen didn't expect him to be so neat, and in a blink of an eye, he lay on his broad back, and a faint fragrance of grass and trees hit, clean and smelly, and he didn't imagine the foul smell of the people of the mountains and wilderness who didn't take a bath for many days.

This breath was unfamiliar to her, but it made her feel good, and although the numb fabric under her cheeks was a little rough, it exuded a warm feeling, and she instantly became tired.

The man walked a few steps, suddenly remembered something, turned back, took out the bamboo rabbit meat in the ash heap, put it in his arms, and said excitedly: "This is what you baked?" It's so fragrant, take it, let's use it as dry food on the road! ”

Wen Zhen smiled.

Still a foodie!

She pinched her sleeves, she wanted Wen Dandan to come out and give this person a harmless but controllable Gu, but Wen Dandan trembled in her sleeve and refused to come out.

Wen Zhen pinched Wen Dan hatefully, but had to give up, and the man under him walked with a slight limp, bumping and turning.

Tie Zhu said as he walked: "I originally wanted to go to Qianqiu Valley for the Lihuo Festival today, but unfortunately it is too far away, and my mother's health is not good......"

Wen Zhen listened to the Standing Fire Festival, his heart moved, and he thought that this time the Standing Fire Festival was probably not celebrated, after all, such a big thing had happened, the status of the general village was in danger, and the high priest was missing.

When she thought so, she suddenly heard the iron pillar say, "Oh, look, fireworks!" ”

Wen Zhen also faintly heard the sound of fireworks roaring into the air at this time, extremely subtle, when it was far away, and the canopy in that place, on the chaotic blue-black, suddenly flashed countless tiny colored dots.

With her current eyesight, she can see those colored dots, which means that the fireworks are extremely gorgeous.

Wen Zhen was stunned for a moment, and then his heart jumped violently.

Yan Sui is here?

Qianqiu Valley must still be in chaos at the moment, although she has done most of the things, but so many people gather, it is still easy to have an accident, and the follow-up pacification and search for her will inevitably make Xiaotan and the others anxious, how can they have the heart to set off celebratory fireworks.

Only Yan Sui, who has strange and domineering methods, can stabilize the situation as soon as possible, and only he will dare to set off fireworks to remind her after stabilizing the situation.

Wen Zhen's heart was like a mess for a while, and his heart was so tight that he didn't know if he was injured when he assassinated the governor of Southern Qi, thinking about his illness and not knowing what was going on, whether it was more indifferent or slightly better, thinking about what he was thinking about at the moment under the same sky of colored light?

His fingers clenched unconsciously, and the iron pillar under him suddenly said, "Little girl, why are you trembling?" ”

Wen Zhen was taken aback, and didn't notice that he changed his name, immediately let go of his fingers, and said in a choked voice: "I miss my sister......"

Tie Zhu said softly: "Sleep for a while, just sleep for a while......" said and quickened his pace, Wen Zhen felt the bump even more, and somehow, she was so bumpy that she was so bumpy that she fell asleep like this.

In the haze, someone fell asleep.

It is a demon fire in the same place, and the demon fire is covered with snow, and the bright red and crystal white separate the heaven and the earth clearly, like hell and heaven are divided into one end, and the man is in the middle.

It is also half red and half white, only black hair is like sandalwood, a pair of eyes are slightly curved, and the smile is gentle and ethereal.

The ground under his feet was like a mandala, and the invisible flowers, which symbolized life and death and the yellow spring, bloomed to the top.

He said, "Wen Zhen, how can I get close to you?" ”

……

The nameless mountain where Wen Zhen had left was quiet again.

After a long, long time, far away, there was a small sound, like the rustle of footsteps on the ground and dead branches, but there was no human figure to be seen.

The voice got closer and closer, and finally stopped in front of the humble grave of the county lord of Zhaoming.

After a while, a small flower in front of the grave slowly left the branch, floated to the grave, and landed leisurely.

The moment the little flower landed, the wind suddenly rose!

The cold electricity in the wind flashed at a glance, went straight to the grave, the sword wind was cold, the bamboo forest around the bamboo trees was upside down, the blue bamboo leaves flew into countless "one", the loess on the grave was rolled up on all sides and exploded, accompanied by falling flowers and broken leaves, and a burst of yellow rain fell.

In the yellow rain, a line of blood floated like red silk, and there was a faint muffled snort, and a delicate footprint was printed on the wet loess on the ground, and the edges were oozing with a slight red.

The sword man is like the wind, and the wide sword with a particularly wide palm is faint, and a drop of blood on the tip of the sword will not fall.

But his sword circled around the tomb like a wind, and the sword in his hand never touched the ground like before.

He finally had to put away his sword and snorted in exasperation.

……

He sat in front of the mirror and slowly groomed it.

The pale green plaster was slowly pushed away, and the skin under the fingers, which was about to recover like jade, gradually became uneven, giving birth to many pimples and acne.

The ointment was applied to the fingertips, and a layer was carefully rolled through, and the pores of the skin on the hands became thicker, and the knuckles and abdomen gradually bulged out rough packets, like cocoons that had been tempered by years and life.

Then he put on a pair of extremely thin gloves, which were so thin that he could still feel the roughness and calluses of his hands.

The hand that had become thicker for several years gently stroked the hair, and the long black and smooth hair slowly became stiffer and rougher, and one by one it was a little rebellious in the wind.

Finally, the stretched eyebrows were trimmed, the delicate nose was widened, and even the lips were smeared with a layer of dark oil, which became dry and peeling.

Finally, he picked up a small bottle and sprinkled it on his body.

The bottle was not a new thing called perfume, but a liquid that didn't smell very good, smelling like animal skins, blood, and a somewhat cloudy smell caused by infrequent bathing.

The smell of a mountain hunter can immediately come to mind just by smelling.

The smell sprinkled on the coarse cloth that the hunter had only wore, and lingered in the sparse texture.

……

A fat dog on the nameless hill turned around happily for a long time, as if looking for something, and finally found nothing like the owner of the broad sword, so he had to snort a few times into the empty space, and turned around and ran down the mountain.

A long time later, a short cliff was about a mile away from the new tomb of the county lord of Zhaoming, where the bushes were clustered a few times, and then, at intervals, a branch and leaf flicked lightly, extending in the direction that Wen Zhen left.

……

Wen Zhen opened his eyes, and there was still chaos in front of him, revealing the slight outline of the scene, which did not become completely dark, but it did not get better either.

She reached out and looked closely at the little light, and after a long time, she blinked, blinking the little wetness off her eyelashes.

Don't be afraid, you don't have to be blind.

Don't cry, it's useless to cry anyway.

Her hand was pressed to her ventral side, which was a little warm, and there seemed to be a residual sensation of touch, and she couldn't remember if it had been on her stomach when she was asleep.

She couldn't figure out how she had fallen asleep.

There was a whisper outside the house, it was the voice of the iron pillar, and there was also a woman's voice, this scene was somewhat familiar, which reminded her of the days when she fled under the cliff with Yan Sui, remembered the big cow and the peach blossom, and remembered the two tombs outside the small courtyard in the wind and snow that day.

A faint smile tugged at the corners of her lips, then slowly flattened.

The outside Tiezhu chattered, that woman should be his mother, who sounded like a gentle and a little timid woman, while listening to his son's instructions to make brown sugar eggs for Wen Zhen, while worrying sadly about how the two girls could meet such a bad person, didn't they meet the robbers of Qianqiu Valley, so if he brought people back, would it cause trouble, and was interrupted impatiently by Tiezhu, telling her not to think all day long.

The woman said that the red soup eggs are so precious, why put so much, these brown sugar eggs should be kept for him to marry his wife, and suddenly said: "I see that this woman is good-looking, or you ......"

Wen Zhen listened quietly.

Tie Zhu said: "Grandma, what are you talking about?" Saying that, the curtain was lifted and came in, Wen Zhen smelled the sweet fragrance of brown sugar approaching, and then his hand was stuffed into a hot bowl, and Tie Zhu said: "Be careful, don't spill it." ”

Wen Zhen caught the bowl, and his fingers touched his fingers, and his rough hands were full of calluses.

There are a lot of red candies, and they are so sweet; The eggs seemed to have used all the reserves, one by one slid into the spoon, so dense that there was no soup, Wen Zhen barely ate two, he couldn't eat it anymore, so he handed the bowl over, feeling that Tie Zhu had been staring at her to eat, and he would definitely persuade her, but Tie Zhu didn't say anything, took it and said with a smile: "My mother also boiled animal meat porridge for you, with this, and I will take it with you later, and give it to you to eat on the way." ”

Wen Zhen didn't expect him to send him back to Qianqiu Valley so soon, and said happily: "Brother, do you want to send me home?" My house is a bit far away. ”

She didn't dare to say that it was all Gu girls who were intimidating to listen to the Manhua Village, let alone Qianqiu Valley, although Gutian Village was the general village, but it actually covered a large area, and there were many small villages attached to it around, all of which were very close to Manhua and Qianqiu Valley, and more importantly, the so-called dark under the lamp, Gutian Village was now either busy looking for the high priest and priestess, or busy looking for her, and the most unlikely thing to go to was his own territory.

"You have to send it far away, otherwise your family should be in a hurry, it's the Fire Festival."

Tie Zhu went out to deliver the bowl, and after a while, there was a sound of lifting the curtain, and Wen Zhen smiled: "Brother Tie Zhu, can we go out now." ”

But the man who entered the door did not answer.

Wen Zhen paused, slowly stood up, and said with a smile: "Then I'll prepare." ”

The footsteps of the people at the door came gently, and a faint fragrance gradually spread in the air, so faint that if it were not for a particularly sensitive nose or a person who had studied this for a long time, he would definitely not be able to smell this smell.

Wen Zhen was unconscious, pushed open the window next to him, and laughed loudly: "The smell in this wind is so good." ”

There was a sound of footsteps, coming quickly towards the house from outside, and at the same time, the people in the house finally opened their mouths, but it was the voice of the iron pillar mother outside the house before: "Girl, I'll bring you animal meat porridge." ”

"It's Auntie." Wen Zhen smiled and narrowed his eyes, "Thank you." ”

Another curtain was lifted, and the voice of the iron pillar sounded, "Mother, this porridge is hot, bring it to me." ”

Tie Zhu Niang obediently responded, and Tie Zhu brought the porridge to Wen Zhen again, and the beast meat porridge exuded the special aroma that Wen Zhen had just smelled.

"There is a kind of meat here, it is the meat of the chicken that is rare in the mountains, I usually like to eat rota leaves, the meat has a strange fragrance, you smell it, is it fragrant?"

"Incense!"

Wen Zhen took the porridge and ate a few bites, only to say that he couldn't eat it, Tie Zhu carefully wrapped the jar in cloth, and was about to carry her again, Wen Zhen got out of bed by himself, Tie Zhu held her up, led her to the door, and said with a smile: "It's easy to borrow a donkey, I'm a little older, but this whole village, this donkey can be used." ”

In fact, in Wen Zhen's view, this is the consequence of Liushan being ruled by theocracy for many years, and one of the characteristics of theocratic rulers is that they don't like the people to be too rich, because the rich people have more opportunities to expand their horizons and receive education. Otherwise, this mountain full of medicinal herbs and delicacies, this soil suitable for planting tea and orchards, and the warm and suitable climate throughout the year represent wealth.

This donkey is really old, so old that as soon as Wen Zhen sits on it, his butt hurts from the knife-like back. But she didn't say a word.

Tiezhu led the donkey, took the dog, and walked slowly down the mountain road.

The calm in front of the hut was restored, and Tie Zhuniang stood in front of the door, looking at the two people in the distance, looking very concerned.

After a while, she turned to go back to the house, but saw a man standing on the threshold.

Tie Zhu Niang didn't have a surprised expression, and was about to say hello, when the hand that the person had been carrying behind his back suddenly stretched forward.

A cold light shot into her chest like electricity.

At that moment, Tiezhu Niang only had time to reach out and grab the hilt of the sword, and her face was in disbelief.

"You...... You ......"

Because the muscles on her face were twisted too hard, there was a snap, and a mask fell off her face, and under the mask was a pale, young face.

The broadsword sword that pierced her chest twisted and twisted many cuts, and at this moment, the blood quickly filled those engravings, winding and twisting, like painting mysterious runes.

The owner of the broadsword had a steady wrist and did not move, and there was no emotion in his voice.

"Under the childe, there are no people who make their own claims."

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