The ginkgo biloba is also yellow again", the slightly hoarse voice is slightly cool, like the crispness of the rain falling on the bead plate, it seems to be confused, and it is like a sigh.

I saw a white-robed young man sitting on the branch of the old tree, leaning against the tree with a slender back, one leg curled slightly, one arm on his knee, a green jade bottle in his slender and clean hand, his head slightly raised against the trunk of the tree looking at the night sky, and his face was wearing a mask and he couldn't see clearly.

It's just that the cold eyes that are exposed, like a pool of deep water, like being thrown into a stone, ripples after ripples. The moonlight sprinkled on the young man through the mottled leaves, lightly sprinkled with a hazy halo, but the feeling of loneliness made people feel faintly sad.

"Childe, Childe, why did you come here? On this cold day, I caught a cold carefully" hurriedly ran a seventeen or eighteen-year-old handsome boy.

The white-robed young man closed his eyes, hid his sadness, and then opened his black eyes as calm as stagnant water, moved his slightly stiff neck, supported the branches with his hands, jumped down neatly, threw the wine jug in his hand towards him, patted the dust on the robe and said to the comer, "If you are shocked, your son-in-law will not lose it."

The man hurriedly caught it, glanced at the bottle in his hand, and couldn't help jumping to his feet and yelling at the white-robed young man, "You dare to drink, son, how dare you drink, you, you, you .........."

The boy's babbling voice was interrupted before he could finish speaking.

"Feng Xiao, let's go back" The white-robed young man raised his feet and walked over the young man named Feng Xiao, and walked forward, the moonlight pulled the shadow of the young man.

Feng Xiao looked at the young man's back and sighed lightly, and quickly followed the young man.

The white-robed young man tilted his head towards Feng Xiao, who was catching up, as if asking him, and as if he was saying to himself, "It's been five years, yes, it's been five years."

Feng Xiao pursed his lips and followed behind the young man silently, his son-in-law always inadvertently sighed with sadness and sighs.

"Feng Xiao, you go and rest," the boy said as he walked towards the courtyard.

Feng Xiao bowed to the young man and said in a slightly angry voice, "Yes, Childe, you should rest earlier."

Walking into the dark room, through the hollow carved window into the fine moonlight, lighting the candle, there is no gold and silver decoration in the room, only two or three pieces of white jade ornaments, there is a guqin in the corner, the room is mainly smoky gray, it is not gorgeous, and it is extremely elegant.

The young man casually put it on the table and picked up the teapot and poured himself a glass of water, but before he could reach his mouth, a big hand with sharp bones snatched the cup.

was slightly stunned by the sudden outstretched hand, and then looked at the person who snatched the cup with some amusement, and the smile reached the bottom of his eyes.

Dressed in a red brocade robe, he did not see any evil spirit at all, but was as bright as the sun, and his handsome side face had a hint of anger.

"Why did you get here?"

"Master come to see if you are dead or not, if you die, Master will inherit your inheritance," the man said as he rudely tugged Hua Mian's wrist.

The little girl who had just walked to the door and was about to come in to deliver supper to Huamian heard it, jumped to her feet and said, "Master Chu, why are you cursing my son-in-law" The little girl glared at the man with some complaints.

The man in red said angrily, "If the master doesn't curse, won't he die?"

The little girl put the food in her hand on the table, bowed to Hua Mian, and turned out of the room

The young man in red blinked, frightened by the girl's anger, and exclaimed, "Huamian, your little girl has a good temper."

Hua Mian broke free of the big hand that was clamping him, and was a little helpless to the man, "Chu Chenxi, you are really good, and you are as knowledgeable as a little fox." ”

Pushing the food to the opposite side, he said angrily, "You haven't eaten yet, hurry up and eat, if you starve to death, the inheritance will belong to someone else."

Chu Chenxi glanced at Hua Mian fiercely, and said while eating, "There are two brands that you need to shoot, so I'll leave tomorrow."

Hua Mian nodded "Okay"

For a while, only the sound of Chu Chuchenxi chewing food was heard in the house, and it was quiet and a little depressed.

"Chenxi" Huamian's slightly cool voice sounded, breaking the silence, "Time is running out, isn't it?" ”

Hearing this, the red-clothed young man sitting opposite was furious, and with a snap, he put the chopsticks in his hand on the table, pointed at Hua Mian, and shouted with hatred that iron is not steel, "Can't you ask the master, did I come today to find a cure for you?" Can't you just ask if there's any other way? You can't ask......" said as he roared into a murmur.

After so many years, is there really no way? I really want to watch Hua Mian die.

Chu Chenxi has been looking around for so many years, looking for a medicine that can save Hua Sleep. He didn't know what the medicine was.

Hua Mian supported his chin with one hand, propped himself on the table, looked at the flamboyant red-clothed young man in front of him, squinted his eyes, a little lazy, and said to the donkey, "Chu Chenxi, you are still so good-looking, even better than back then"

Chu Chenxi was a little stunned and remembered the scene when he first met Huamian, an eleven-year-old little girl in pink, her tattered clothes were stained with dust and blood, holding a needle in one hand and a thread in the other, facing the reflection in the stream, sewing the bloody cut on her face like a rag on her face, Chu Chenxi was terrified to see.

Chu Chenxi subconsciously took out a handkerchief and handed it to him for some reason, "Wipe it, it's so ugly."

At that time, Hua Mian felt that this young man who was as clean as the sun probably lacked roots in his brain, and he shouldn't be afraid to avoid her in the face of the bloody and a little scary, so he stood in front of her and said that she was ugly, and took his handkerchief, "Thank you, you look so good, like sunshine"

Hua Mian looked at Chu Chenxi, who was distracted, got up and walked towards the house, picked up a palm-sized delicate wooden box on the soft collapse near the window, and turned around and walked towards Chu Chenxi.

Chu Chenxi eased his thoughts slightly, and looked towards Hua Mian, who was standing in front of him, like a white hosta tied up half of his black hair, his bloodless pale little face, Qiongxiu's nose, his eyes were slightly cold, and his originally beautiful face was ruined by a flesh-colored scar from the center of his eyebrows to his left ear.

stunned and spit out "It's so ugly"

Hua Mian couldn't help but have a black line, this person really had an abnormal brain, and the reflex arc was too long, ignoring his words, he stuffed the box in his hand into Chu Chenxi's arms, "Look for him."

Chu Chenxi played with the box in his hand, opened the wooden box, and what came into his eyes was a piece of fine mutton fat jade carved with complex patterns, and the dragon flying and phoenix dancing on the back carved with the word "night".

He raised his eyebrows at Hua Mian for some reason.

Night is the surname of the emperor of the firmament.

Without waiting for Chu Chenxi to ask, Hua Mian said, "Two years ago, Feng Xishan saved his life, Ye Nan Li, the current regent of the Cangying Kingdom, in some places, the royal family will act faster than us, and when we come back, you will go to him to help." ”

Chu Chenxi was slightly distracted, and said for a while, "Two years ago, Fengxi Mountain? That was the time when you saved him? ”

God knows that finding Huamian that time scared him half to death.

Hua Mian nodded.

Chu Chenxi's eyes flashed, and he restrained a little playfulness, and said, "In the past two years, the news that Hua Ge has found, except for that time, everything else is better than nothing, look for him..... Did it work? ”

Hua Mian said, "Maybe it's useful", it's just a fluke.

In the past four years since the establishment of the Flower Pavilion, the Flower Pavilion has been looking for the truth of that incident, but it is only scratching the surface.

Chu Chenxi looked at Hua Mian fixedly, as if he could see something through the mask. Some tentatively said, "What if you find it?" ”

"It's best if you find it, forget it if you can't find it... Maybe it won't be long before... I'll see it," Hua Mian's voice trembled slightly.

Chu Chenxi looked at the person in front of him, and the white mask covered his entire face. He got up, flicked his sleeves and walked out, suddenly paused, turned around and said, "Two more years," and disappeared into the night.

Hua Mian half leaned on the soft couch, looked at the moon outside the window, and muttered, "There are still two years.......

Hua Mian, who was asleep, was awakened by some noisy sounds, Hua Mian put on a dress in a haphazard manner, walked to the window barefoot, and just wanted to take a look.

There was a loud bang, Hua Mian was startled for a moment, and turned her head to look.

I only saw a sturdy man in black, with a face towel covering his face, only revealing a pair of fierce eyes, carrying a big knife that was still bleeding, like a demon asking for his life.

Raising his hand, he swung the knife at Hua Mian, looking at the big knife that came to his face, before he had time to dodge, he only felt a sharp pain on his face, and then there was a dull pain in the back of his neck, and his eyes were black and unconscious.

I don't know how long I fainted, and when I woke up again, I was choked by the smoke, Hua Mian felt uncomfortable that my respiratory tract was choked by the smoke, and there was a beam on my back that had fallen down, my face was already hurting and unconscious, my tentacles were sticky, and the ground on my back was burned hot, and Hua Mian seemed to smell the smell of burnt human flesh.

Hua Mian's short body moved, moved with difficulty, moved the wood that had been smashed on her body little by little, and staggered to her feet, surrounded by raging fires, and choking on thick smoke. Reason was reminding her that something had happened, he had to get out, and he could only stay here and die.

Covered with injuries, he dragged his broken body with difficulty, grabbed the quilt on the couch and wrapped his body and rushed out towards the firelight.

The originally beautiful and elegant yard, the ground covered with ginkgo biloba leaves was stained bright red with blood, and he didn't care about the servants lying on the ground, Hua Mian ran out anxiously, he wanted to find her father and mother, and find his brother.

Hua Mian found the body of his father and mother lying in a pool of blood in his father's study, Hua Mian's small body couldn't help trembling, knelt beside him, and did cardiopulmonary resuscitation over and over again, "Daddy, get up, you can't leave Amian, Amian hasn't told you yet, Amiens knows how to heal, and Amiens can save you." Yes, it must be, it can't be ..........."

He ran through every corner of the house until he fell to the ground, and no longer had the strength to get up, and there was no one alive except corpses and rivers of blood flowing all over the ground.

Hua Mian didn't shed a single tear, and felt like her heart had been poached. It hurts, it hurts. Sitting on the steps, looking at the home covered in blood and corpses, at the maid who always followed her ass and called her miss, and at his nurse, the old housekeeper of their family, all turned into cold corpses.

Hua Mian woke up "Daddy"

In front of the eyes, there was a smoky gray curtain, familiar furnishings, the sky outside was already bright, and he sighed slightly, it was a dream again.

Sit up and lean on the head of the bed, this dream is like this night and night, and I am afraid that the scene is engraved in my bones and burned in my heart.