Although the beggar was ragged and dirty, Ping Yan recognized him.

She tried to scream, "King Sleeve? ”

The beggar was stunned for a moment, and the broken bowl in his hand fell straight to the ground, breaking into several pieces. With great difficulty, he slowly lifted half of his face, peeked at the person in front of him, his eyes shrank sharply, and his lips trembled and he wanted to run away. It's just that one leg is lame, and he didn't take a few steps after the bumps, but he planted several heels in a row.

Ping Yan chased after him and stopped in front of him. He lay on his stomach for a moment, looking up at the crimson leather shoes. Above her head was the blue sky, so far away from him, and she looked down at him like a weed under her feet. I think back then, this day was so close to him, and he was also above 10,000 people. Who would have thought that he would fall into this mud and never be able to turn over again.

"I have something I want to ask you." She said.

He struggled to get up and stand firm, almost in a mess. She looked at him faintly the whole time, and he was astonished at her calmness, like a bodhisattva, and could not see the slightest other expression of human nature.

"What's the matter?" But he obeyed.

"There's a teahouse here, you might as well go in and talk slowly." She pointed with a smile.

He looked in that direction, picked up a few silver dollars from the ground, and went straight into the door.

She specially ordered a table full of snacks and asked for two pots of tea. He sat there, ate unscrupulously, swept away, poured a pot of tea, and wiped his mouth with his sleeve, "What do you want to ask?" Just ask. I ate your meal, and naturally I know everything. ”

"How did you become the way you are? Jiangbei has always been gentle, doesn't Xu Weizhen still reuse those Qingzhou officials and generals? ”

"Isn't this all the credit of Shen Yucheng?" He snorted coldly, his eyes sank, "I happened to hear Li Yong's conversation with him, and I realized that Lin Heng was killed by him. ”

"Really?" Ping Yan was also surprised.

"I've come to such a field, what else is there to mess around? Believe it or not, that's the truth. I know his secret, how can he keep me any longer, it's just that my life is big, and I want to survive......" He sat upright, dusting off his sleeves, "I'd rather beg for a living than have the thought of dying." ”

Ping Yan took the tea and sniffed slowly, "Let me guess, why don't you have the idea of dying, it's because there are still worries in this world that can't be let go, right?" There is no doubt that Lin Lixue is left with this concern. ”

Wang Sleeve smiled happily, but his eyes darkened in a trance, "Maybe." ”

"Where is she now?"

"The Shen family was closed, and the second elder of the Shen family took her away."

"Then does she know that the real murderer of Lin Heng is Shen Yucheng?"

Wang Sleeve shook his head, "I don't know, I didn't tell her." I can't turn over in my life, I can't give her anything, the Shen family is her only place, at least she can have no worries about food and clothing. It's good that she can live there for a lifetime. ”

Ping Yan stood up, her eyes empty, "Actually, if you are alive, it should be more difficult than dead." It's retribution. ”

She didn't want to say anything more and went straight out. Wang Sleeve suddenly stopped her and said: "Mrs. Lin is still in Hanshan Nunnery now, but she has become more and more confused this year, I have been to see her a few times, she chattered about the phantom moon all day long, breaking branches, and the Xu family back then." ”

Phantom Moon is the name of Shen Yuchen's mother, and the broken branch ...... It's her mother's maiden name.

"Why are you telling me this?"

"When the Xu family was wiped out, Lin Heng was timid and afraid of things, and he didn't want to join in to save him, Mrs. Lin did not hesitate to break with Lin Heng for the sake of the Xu family, and became a monk, since the Xu family still has descendants, she should let her know that she knows that she can go safer."

Outside the door, the sun was shining, and the silver scales fluctuated, and they were entwined like thousands of threads, as if blindfolded and tightened people's throats. Her breath was a little tight, but she didn't stop in response, just stepped into the sunlight.

On the morning of the fifteenth day of the eighth month of the lunar calendar, Mu Sheng died in prison due to illness, whether it was due to illness or not, no one can say for sure, and no one dares to say. Thousands of honors and powers during his lifetime, but he was cold and lonely after his death, and he was only summarized by a newspaper report before and after his death. The last sentence of that report reads: So far, the Mu clan has crossed the street like rats, and ants have survived.

The legendary warlord of the Mu clan finally died in this legend.

Mu Zicheng couldn't get out of this muddy water after all, although Nie Caidie tried his best. Originally, he was going to leave, but Bai Heng seemed to have gone to him two days ago. The content of the conversation, Ping Yan thought she might know, was nothing more than the content of the letter. Bai Heng is desperate, barefoot is not afraid of wearing shoes, and wants to muddy this puddle of water more and more, so naturally he will not let Mu Zicheng leave like this. Although she wanted to stop it, she was helpless. Since Hua Peony's death, Bai Heng has completely become another person, and she can no longer be a condition for him to be soft-hearted.

Nie Caidie begged bitterly, and Ping Yan had to go and try to persuade Mu Zicheng to leave, even though she knew that this time it would be in vain.

The osmanthus flowers in the yard were fragrant, the cool breeze was blowing, she looked up at the moon on the eaves, a plate full of clear light, so that the whole yard was like a layer of frost that had just fallen, miserable and white. He sat in the gazebo, holding a jug of wine, like a dry bone buried in the endless frost.

She stepped forward and said, "What are you staying for?" You know you can't do anything. ”

He didn't turn his head, "I don't know what I can do if I stay, but after I know those things, I am doomed to not leave." Although I am not much different from waste now. ”

"The Mu family still needs your support, you stay here, and there is little luck."

He raised his head and poured wine, which was dripping and spilling half of his body. His voice grew more and more silent, "I know ......" as if the wine had suddenly burned out of his body, and he jerked to his feet, sweeping down the table and pots, his roar as sharp as the crackling sound, "I'm just blaming myself." At first, I even suspected that it was really my uncle who was unwilling to be governed by Jiangbei like this, so he went to assassinate Jin Wu, but he couldn't count it and folded himself. It turned out that he was framed by Xu Weizhen and Liu Sanchun, and his uncle and Jin Wu may still be kept in the dark until they died. ”

He stumbled forward, "How do I leave?" Pretending I don't know anything to live my own leisurely life? I can't! ”

"Where's Nie Caidie?" She asked rhetorically, "Didn't you think about her a little bit?" ”

Sure enough, when he heard the words, his face turned pale, and he laughed a few times, indescribably desolate, "She was born in the butterfly fire since she was a child, and now the butterfly fire is almost extinguished, do you think she can stand it?" But she's so stupid, she can give up everything for me, but I can't, I can't give up anything for her, because I don't love her. I don't know if the person I love is alive or dead. ”

Ping Yan also had nothing to say. He glanced at her, sighed, snorted, and then turned back to sit in the pavilion, picked up the half jar of wine on the ground, and drank it to himself. As if he had drunk it in one gulp, and as if he was completely drunk, he threw the jar casually and lay down on the stone table, motionless.

When Ping Yan exited the courtyard gate, Nie Caidie also followed. The two are still walking together at night, which reminds Ping Yan of the movie she watched with her the month before, and her eyes are moist and she sighs how admirable the heroine in the movie is who fights for love. The ending in the movie is not satisfactory, and she and Mu Zicheng are the same, but I don't know if she will be like the heroine, as long as she fights hard, she will die without regrets.

"I hear it all." Her tone was calm, as if she had known this, there was nothing strange or strange, and there was no great sadness, "He doesn't love me, so he doesn't want to give up anything for me, let alone leave here for me." ”

"What about you? How are you going to do it? ”

"What else can you do?" She smiled faintly, a faint spot of light flashed between her eyes, and she couldn't help but tremble, "It's just to be by his side and die with him." After so many years, haven't they all come over like this? ”

"If you don't have any regrets, it's fine." Ping Yan patted the back of her hand gently, "Go back and take care of him, he seems to be drunk, no need to send it, I'll go by myself." ”

Since Shen Yuchen's death, she has had some things that are not too complete. A moon as full as tonight, like the people in the streets. She walked in it, like a bitter coptis stuffed into a viscous and thick honey pot, infected, eroded, full of jealousy and envy, sad and desperate, but she could not heal, could not die, she had to keep walking, until the day when the mountain and water were exhausted.

She stumbled suddenly, and was firmly held by a hand stretched out next to her. She came back to her senses and was about to thank him, but she saw the man quickly retreat and disappear into the crowd. She thought it was strange, and when she searched for it, she could only catch a hazy shadow with a furry edge, a man, wearing a gray robe and a bamboo hat, and the hat was very low.

She stared at the shadow for a long, long time. She seemed to see someone, the Shen Yuji who made her think about it. She laughed a few times, her heart was sour, and the moment her eyes rolled, she couldn't stop the tears.

"Senior sister." Bai Heng called her and handed her a handkerchief.

She took it and quickly wiped her face, raised her head and smiled, "Why did you meet Senior Brother here, and let you see the joke." ”

She didn't see the clear and distressed emotion in Bai Heng's eyes. He didn't ask anymore, but said: "Today's Mid-Autumn Festival, our brother and sister haven't had a good holiday for a few years, come and go with me." ”

"Okay." She stepped up to follow, and the two of them walked slowly along the riverbank. The flow of people on the street is gradually thinning, the moon is in the middle of the sky, the silver light is all over the ground, and the sound of insects and birds is occasional, and it is more and more silent.

"Do you blame me?" His voice was soft, "I still told Mu Zicheng the contents of that letter, which might kill him." ”

"Everyone has a life, and it is God's will. I can't protect myself, and I can't take care of it. ”

Bai Heng smiled: "Senior sister has changed a lot. ”

"Brother, why not?"

He laughed shallowly, like some lonely bird, "Actually, it's just us who have changed?" Master is the one who has changed the most, so big that it makes people feel like they're in a dream. Who would have thought that he was just a singer, but he was the current sect master of the butterfly blade, stirring up and promoting the situation in the world, on the surface he was a person of Jin Wu, but in fact he had always been loyal to Jiangbei. and you and me, who were all chess pieces he arranged at the beginning. But I also want to thank me for letting me stumble upon such a special identity as Master, or I would not have been able to come out of Shen Yucheng's hands alive. ”

"I knew that Master was a person from Butterfly Blade, but I never thought that Butterfly Blade would be loyal to Xu Weizhen. On the night of Jin Wu's accident, one of Mu Sheng was lured into Jin Wu's house, and if I guessed correctly, that person was the master. In fact, the person who poisoned Jin Wu should be the master, he used poison wisely, and only he could get close to Jin Wu's body quietly. Ping Yan analyzed, "But this is just speculation, and the so-called truth is only known to Master and Xu Weizhen in this world." ”

Bai Heng nodded, "Senior sister is right, what are you going to do next?" With the master here, it is even more difficult to move the Jiangbei forces and put Shen Yucheng to death. ”

Ping Yan smiled, "Senior brother, do you think Shen Yucheng is a fuel-efficient lamp?" With Xu Weizhen pressed on top, how long can he be patient? Didn't Xiao Ma say that he wanted to secretly use Fu Chunju to do tobacco smuggling business with foreign countries? Seeking huge profits and poisoning the people like this, what do you say will happen if Xu Weizhen and Master find out? ”

"Senior sister means to sit on the mountain and watch the tiger fight."

"You and I have no power and no power, we can't fight hard, only the snipe and the clam fight, and the fisherman can profit."

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