In the cold winter many years ago, there was a pair of brothers and sisters wandering on the streets of Jingbei City, they had no relatives, no friends, and no home, only a tattered coarse linen clothes to keep out the cold, in this border city close to the Northern Wilderness, this month's cold winter is undoubtedly the coldest, the wind and sand with snow whistling from the city gate rolled in, the snow in Shuobei is dry, and it was swept away by the cold wind before it landed.

"Brother, I'm so cold, I'm so hungry......" He Xiang snuggled in He Gui's arms, and the two of them hugged each other tightly in the corner of the street.

He Gui hugged his sister's head with his little hands full of chilblains, and comforted, "Don't be afraid, my brother is here, let's go find something to eat......"

He Xiangzi's lips pursed slightly, she nodded and followed her brother to beg for a bite of food from the people in the city, at that time, Northern Chu was in a perennial war, and there were many people in the city who couldn't even eat enough, some of them were starved to death, and some were killed by this difficult winter, God never had mercy on anyone, and only by themselves could they get out of a way to live in this world.

He Gui took his sister's hand and walked backwards against the sharp wind and snow on the street, the wind and snow made it difficult for the two of them to walk an inch, He Gui walked to He Xiang and used his clothes to block the biting dry snow for He Xiang.

The two of them were hungry, and they didn't have the strength to take one more step, looking at the few pedestrians on the street, they didn't know who to beg for, and who was better off than anyone in such a troubled world!

He Gui led He Xiang to stop in front of a lively theater on the street, where the people were boiling, and there was the smell of hot tea inside, people were watching the play with great interest, completely ignoring the wind and snow outside the door, most of the places like this are places where rich people come. He Guili was silent in front of this theater for a long time, maybe there was still a glimmer of life here.

He Gui pulled his sister and poked his head into the back of the door curtain, He Xiang opened his big curious eyes and looked inside, it was the first time she had seen such a lively place, it was warm and warm, like home.

He Gui and He Xiang quietly hid behind this group of theatergoers, and the two found a corner and squatted down.

On the stage, a red-clothed performer came out, his face was wearing a colorful mask, this person walked with a vigorous gait, and his body was vigorous, and he seemed to be a connoisseur of singing opera with rich experience on the stage. The spectators below were all old customers, and when they saw this person's appearance, they immediately applauded and shouted, "Good, good!" ”

The man turned around without hurry, his face trembled, and then he sang with his fingers, "The yin and yang of the twilight of the year urge the short scene, and the frost and snow at the end of the world are cold." The sound of the five watch drums and horns is tragic...... The shadow of the Three Gorges Galaxy wavered.

Wild crying thousands of families heard of the war! Yige has several fishing woods.

Wolong Prancing Horse ends in loess, and the personnel sound book is lonely......"

The people below didn't know whether they understood or didn't understand, and they all raised their hands to send thunderous applause.

"Brother, what is he singing? What does that mean? He Xiang pulled He Gui's cuffs and asked.

He Gui touched He Xiang's head sadly and said, "He sings about people like us, and he sings about such troubled times......"

"I often don't understand...... What does my brother mean by that? He Xiang was young at that time, and he didn't understand how sad her situation was.

The men got up and pulled out the pieces of silver from their bodies and threw them into the human-shaped wooden jars on the stage. At this time, there is a stage attendant who will come out to accept the rewards from these listeners.

The performer on the stage raised the halberd in his hand and spun it in the air, and the gun came alive in his hand, like a close-fitting object. The man sang while playing with the gun, "The snow has a sound, but it is the most elegant among the bamboos." On a cold night in the mountain window, listen to the snow sprinkled on the bamboo forest, and let the snow fall into the bamboo forest...... Lian Pian! Howling! , the sound is leisurely, I listen clearly~ Suddenly, the wind is urgent, and the bamboo is broken, which makes my cold felt colder. Secretly thinking that no one asks about the barren mound, the lonely sky of Saibei ......"

The people on the stage are the strange people known as the swan song of Jingyin in the local area, and his plays are sometimes sad and sometimes heroic, and most of the people who listen to his plays like the words in his plays.

After he finished singing, he immediately won the cheers of everyone in the audience, he loves to listen to the play, and he loves the people in the play. After a reward, the mirror family class ended up and left, they never added drama or sang specifically for anyone, such a unique troupe is rare.

After the troupe closed the stage, the audience below slowly dispersed, He Gui immediately seized the opportunity when he saw this, and no one passed by him, he would clench his fists and beg, "My lord, let's enjoy the stuttering!" ”

But how could these rich people who grew up in money jars look down on them, so they naturally left their cold eyes and didn't want to take care of this smelly and dirty beggar.

"Get out of the way!" A rich man passing by couldn't stand it and kicked them simply.

He Gui endured the pain in his body and let others kick him, he knew that if his sister had nothing left, he would probably not be able to hold it anymore, so he hugged that person's leg and refused to let go.

Seeing that this dirty child had soiled his clothes, the man angrily summoned out the spirit seed, the frost gun, pointed the tip of the gun at He Gui's neck for a moment, and scolded, "Stinky boy, don't you want to live, dare to touch my clothes with your dirty hands!" ”

"Someone, call me!" The man disdained to deal with the child, and after retracting the frost gun, he ordered someone to repair it fiercely.

In an instant, four or five people surrounded him and punched and kicked He Gui and He Xiang, He Gui and He Xiang were both people with insufficient innate spiritual veins, and they didn't even have the spirit seed to protect themselves, so how could they fight against such a group of villains.

"Don't hit my sister!" He Gui blocked his body in front of He Xiang and used his body to protect He Xiang.

He Gui was tortured by a group of kicks, and no one could know the pain in his body. "Ahhhh With a roar from He Gui Yangtian, his spirit seed awakened, and it was a primordial spirit, Cloud Waterfall.

"Bang!" A white cloud immediately floated around He Gui, and they floated faintly beside him like a thin veil. No matter how those people kick and beat, they can't hurt anything.

"! Hell, this kid's spirit seed is so weird! The subordinates who repaired He Gui scolded scolding.

Seeing his brother being bullied by a few bad people, He Xiang in He Gui's arms howled and cried, which made those people even more impatient, "What are you crying about!" Dead beggars! ”

"Stop!" A deep and powerful voice suddenly shook the few people who were about to make a move.

A white-haired old man who had just taken off his makeup walked towards them with a calm step, and he brushed his sleeves to stop those people and said, "That's it, they are just children, why do you have to be so ruthless!" ”

Those subordinates seemed to have a lot of respect for this old man, and he suddenly lost his voice, obediently stepped aside, bowed his head and said, "Since Lord Jing has said so, we naturally don't dare to ......."

Then he waved his hand, and the men immediately left the theater in acknowledgment.

The old man slowly approached He Gui, looked at the spirit seed on his body in disbelief, and exclaimed, "I have never seen such a strange spirit seed, it is not offensive at all, it only has the effect of defense. ”

He squatted down, wiped the stains and blood on his face with his old hand, and asked, "Child, does it hurt?"

He Gui hugged his sister in his arms, shook his head, and said, "It doesn't hurt!" ”

Mr. Jing immediately burst out laughing, patted He Gui on the shoulder and said, "Okay!" Have a backbone! Like a man! ”

Then the old gentleman touched He Gui's frightened He Xiang in his arms, and said kindly, "Girl, my name is Jing Tong, you can call me Grandpa Jing." ”

He Xiang raised her head with difficulty, staring at the kind Grandpa Mirror in front of her with teary eyes, she tried to say, "Grandpa Mirror ......"

Jingtong immediately put a smile on his face, touched her head and said, "Good boy." ”

"Son, why are you begging here, your parents and your family?" Kagamiki asked, grabbing their little hands.

He Gui and He Xiang looked at each other, and then said, "We have no family, we are orphans......"

Jing Tong stopped talking for a while, his eyes were trembling slightly, and then he put his arms around the two poor children and said, "Good boy, grandpa will take you home!" ”

Since Jing Dongzhu and Jing Xiyao left Tang Yinyuan, Jing Tong has often been worried about these two children, and now he is extremely happy to see He Gui and He Xiang, as if he has seen his own children again.

Jingtong brought these two children back to Tangyinyuan, and personally raised them, taught them to read, write and spirituality, and treated them as their own children.

He Gui was shocked by the beauty of Tangyinyuan when he first came to Tangyinyuan, which is surrounded by mountains, clouds and clouds surround the house, and frost and snow are hidden in winter, making this place sacred and noble. The brother and sister lived in Tangyinyuan, where they lived and studied, and regarded this place as their home.

He came to Tang Yinyuan soon awakened her spirit seed, which was a tool spirit - burning dust, a holy sword burning with fire, Jing Tong couldn't help but think of Jing Xiyao after seeing this spirit seed, he remembered that Xi Yao's child's spirit seed was also very similar to her, everything seemed to be arranged by heaven, which made Jing Tong think of the Jing sisters who had not been seen for a long time.

The clouds and snow are colored, and the surrounding white of the Tangyin source is boundless, standing at the highest point of the Tangyin source and looking at the vista, as if being in a sea of clouds.

He Gui stood alone in the attic and watched the snow by the railing, his eyes were wet and red, as if he was recalling some old things. After Jing Tong saw He Gui's lonely back, he walked up and asked, "Child, what's wrong?"

"Grandpa Jing, I miss my father......" He Guiqiang endured his sorrow and wiped his tears with his sleeve.

Jingtong kindly stroked He Gui's head and said, "Why are your parents gone?" ”

He Gui recalled that many years ago, when Northern Chu and Southern Qi went to war, in order to make up for the lack of personnel, the army went to the civilian population to forcibly recruit soldiers, and He Gui's father was one of them. People know that the war is impermanent, most of the people who go there can't come back, the white bones are exposed in the wilderness, and new graves are added to the barren graves, and the people have no peaceful life to live in such troubled times.

He Gui's father died on the battlefield in the second year of enlistment, and his body remained on the battlefield forever. He Gui's mother was grief-stricken, and under such circumstances, she gave birth to two siblings, He Gui and He Xiang. In the cold winter of that year, due to the tense war, many people's surplus food was forcibly requisitioned, and many people had no food in that cold winter, and the same was true for He Gui and He Xiang's family. In order to keep the two children alive, He Gui's mother sold her body to the owner of a rice merchant in exchange for food rations for the two to survive the winter.

He Gui still remembers that day, when his mother came back, she carried a bag of grain, her messy hair was spread on her forehead, and tears flowed from the corners of her eyes.

Until one cold winter night, my mother sat on the edge of the bed and said to the brother and sister, "Children, go outside and look at the snow, this snow will keep you safe in the coming year." ”

He Gui took He Xiang's hand, looked at his mother with a smile, nodded, and then walked out of the door. Their mother watched the two of them walk out the door with kind and reluctant eyes, perhaps they never knew that the snow in this world fell on the ground without a sound, and it was extremely cold in their hearts. By the time He Gui and He Xiang returned home, their mother had already hanged herself, and it turned out that the snow was the last time they saw her......

"Children, do you know why Mother named you two and where you go?"

"I don't know ......"

Because ah, one day you will have nowhere to return and nowhere to go, and the only person who accompanies you on the road will be yourself......