Chapter 13, the sunset withered grass is so bitter

The birds in the forest chirped, and the new branches by the stream sprouted

The sound of a rooster crowing sounded to disturb the dream

Xu Zi'an also woke up

I came back too late last night, and I ate too much, and the first sound that the boy made this morning turned out to be a loud and long burp

The burp also has a rich meaty aroma

Who knows if those mountain brown bears in the forest will resent their hated relatives when they smell this fragrance......

Tomorrow is the day when the convoy enters Beijing

Maybe it's because he doesn't have the silver two supports in his hand, or maybe it's because tonight may be the last night in the town, Shen Li rarely didn't stay up all night, but slept at home honestly, snoring louder than the sound of chickens

Practice the knife again in the morning breeze, meditate under the morning sun, patiently wait for the pain to disappear in the morning breeze, and helpless against those naughty and naughty heaven and earth true elements in the early morning breeze

After everything was done, Shen Li finally woke up leisurely

Because I wasn't hungry, I only made two bowls of gruel for breakfast, and the vegetables for drinking porridge were still a few sour kimchi roots

The rice grains are as thin as the swimming fish in the stream, and the kimchi root is sour like a real century-old vinegar

Shen Li looked at the gruel and sauerkraut without exception and complained, and Xu Zi'an listened to the complaints and complained helplessly for a while

Drinking gruel with sauerkraut, Xu Zi'an silently began to clean up the dishes and chopsticks, his expression was a little hurried, the convoy will leave tomorrow, he will repay his debts today, and he will have to kill people at night, Xu Zi'an suddenly felt that the sense of urgency a few days ago had been regained

The person who was going to repay the debt made a list, took out all the silver taels to be repaid from the small treasury hidden in the deep depth, and told Shen Li under the peach blossom not to run around today, don't miss tomorrow's itinerary, and then stepped out of the door

It's just that when he walked out of the threshold, he suddenly turned around, and after thinking for a long time, he still explained to Shen Li

I may not come back today, and if I do, it will be very late

Shen Li also thought for a moment and replied

"It doesn't matter how late it is, just come back"

............

The town is always a very quiet town, except for some particularly big new things, because of the tall boy Lear, so Xu Zi'an is honored to be the hero in this fresh story

Of course, the children who can enter Beijing are good children, and they are still in the carriage prepared by the government lords, and they are still going to the rumored Kyoto Castle, which is not a big deal?

So every time he knocked on a family to pay off his debts, Xu Zian would be dragged into the courtyard for a long chat, most of the content of the chatter was some comfort and encouragement, and finally after a period of pushing and pulling, the silver could be forced into the other party's hands

In this way, in the midst of all kinds of laughter and encouragement, the boy finally walked around in the small town to the last one

The last one is Aunt Pian, that is, the young widow that Shen Li always peeks at

"Why are you here, don't you need to pack your things?" The woman, who was wearing an ordinary cloth shirt but still couldn't hide her beautiful face, fished out the bean dregs and walked to the side with some difficulty

"I've already cleaned up, and there's nothing of value in the main," Xu Zi'an replied as he hurriedly stepped forward to help the woman move the big basket aside, and continued

"Didn't Shen Li borrow some money here a few days ago, and he has to leave tomorrow, thinking about replacing everyone's accounts before leaving"

"You keep it, Aunt Pity doesn't have much to spend money on, you go to Kyoto in the future, where will it cost a lot" The woman wiped the beads of sweat from her head, and the hairpin of the hairpin flower moved with it, like a beautiful butterfly on the woman's green silk

Xu Zi'an looked at the hairpin on the woman's head, and quietly placed the silver tael in a corner on the woman's stall, which was under the tofu and was easy to see

After hesitating, Xu Zi'an said softly

"Poor aunt, can you give me that hairpin on your head?"

The woman was slightly stunned, as if she was a little surprised, looked at Xu Zi'an's clean eyes, gently untied the hairpin, and asked, "Why did you suddenly think about asking for Aunt Pian's hairpin?"

Xu Zi'an took the hairpin for someone

"Shen Li wants to go with me this time"

"Oh, is it?" the woman's words paused slightly, and although her expression was as gentle as ever, the hand hidden in her sleeve clenched slightly uneasily, and said softly

"That's good, take him away, and the town will be one less scourge"

After saying that, the woman turned around and continued to bust herself in front of the stall, and there was not much emotion on her beautiful face

Xu Zi'an looked at the busy figure of the woman, was at a loss for a moment, hesitated, put away the hairpin, and turned to leave

He really hoped that Shen Li could have a good home, but it seemed that Shen Li, who had always been unruly, was indeed only suitable for continuing to be debauched

It was only a long time after Xu Zi'an left that a faint sigh came out in the bean workshop

............

Shen Li also let out a sigh in the dilapidated courtyard, but it was not because of those boring things such as belonging to feelings that seemed idiotic to him, but because after Xu Zi'an left, the dilapidated courtyard was very quiet all of a sudden, and the quietness made him feel a little lonely

He hates loneliness

But for some reason, loneliness is often with him

Looking in the direction of Bocheng, he suddenly remembered the little white flower that bloomed on the bank of the stream

............

Out of the town, after crossing the shallow stream, you can see a pavilion with a unique shape

Xu Zi'an often studied under this pavilion, but naturally he would not come to study at this time, because there was a tall boy waiting for him somewhere

The pavilion has a unique and alternative shape, there is no corridor, and there is no eaves, the whole pavilion seems lonely and gloomy, an unusually thick column stands alone in the center of the pavilion, and the top of the whole pavilion is all supported, in fact, the top of the pavilion is not heavy, it is nothing more than some thatch covering

It's like a big umbrella

Of course, the gazebo can enjoy the coolness, although the grass on the top of the pavilion is very messy by the wind, and you can vaguely see the sun in the sky through the thin place of the grass, but for some reason, sitting in this gazebo, you can always feel a pleasant coolness

Perhaps it is because this unique pavilion can only block the sunlight and the breeze blowing from the depths of the mountains, so the breeze can easily pass through with the fragrance of flowers

The mountain wind that passed through the pavilion blew the clothes on the tall boy's body slightly, and a thing wrapped in oiled paper in his hand swayed back and forth in the wind

"Let's go?"

I don't know how long I waited, Lear smiled when he saw Xu Zi'an's arrival, and hugged Xu Zi'an's shoulder, Xu Zi'an let the other party cover his shoulder, and gently tiptoed in order to cooperate with the other party, and one hand also turned against the other party's broad shoulder

The two teenagers put their arms around each other's shoulders and strode together towards a certain place in the mountain

The place they were going to was remote and desolate, very similar to the character of the little black man

The desolate place is indispensable, the wind is bleak, the scenery is bleak, even the light of the sun is a little bleak, the weeds are luxuriant, but many have withered and yellow, and from a distance it looks like a field after autumn

On a particularly dry small mound, a few of the thickest dead grasses swayed in the wind and bowed their heads, just like the flower branches dressed outside the gate of the Qinglou to show those old bustards

"The place we found for Xiao Heizi, isn't it too ...... It's quieter."

Xu Zi'an looked at the stout withered grass that was lonely on the small dirt slope, and carefully considered the words

"Indeed...... It's a little desolate," Lear stopped and looked at the withered scenery around him, and nodded in acknowledgement, "I didn't feel so desolate when I first came, and it's only been a few days, so how can this grass be barren like this?"

Xu Zi'an took an object wrapped in oiled paper from Lear's hand, and walked to the small mound, where there was an equally lonely wooden sign inserted in it, on which were scribbled with the words "The Tomb of the Little Black Child".

"Alas, people are dead, how can there be so much attention, not to mention that Xiao Heizi liked to go to places with few people when he was alive, which is also in line with his heart" Lear was not so particular, and said with a big grin

"It's also ......" Xu Zi'an said while unraveling the layers of oiled paper, there was a roast chicken inside, the roast chicken had already cooled through, the grease had solidified, and it was like a piece of floating xia on the roast chicken

Xu Zi'an frowned and looked at the solidified Fuxia, and said loudly, "It's all cold like this, how can the little black man eat?"

Lear didn't answer immediately when he heard this, he took out three small wine bowls from his arms, and while placing them in front of Xiao Heizi's grave, he looked at Xu Zi'an and said seriously, "This roast chicken is not for Xiao Heizi to eat, it is for the two of us, Xiao Heizi...... I can't eat his favorite chicken leg anymore."

This is a very sad thing, Xu Zi'an looked at the three shoddy little wine bowls, and didn't know how to answer

Acquaintance with chicken legs, before dying, he was holding chicken legs in his arms, and at this time, the chicken legs in front of the grave were still cold, I don't know if it was a coincidence, Xu Zi'an and Xiao Heizi were always full of all kinds of chicken legs

Xiao Heizi really likes to eat chicken legs, whether it is cold or hot, so he always asks Xu Zi'an to eat chicken legs, because that is his favorite thing, and now it seems that Xiao Heizi can't eat chicken legs, but he doesn't know if other people like to eat them or not

Xu Zi'an looked at the chicken leg and suddenly felt the need to ask the other party

"I've figured out his business"

Lear sat in front of the grave of the little black man, just crooked the withered grass that shook the most, the tall young man's butt was painful, he frowned and got up and pushed the withered grass under his ass aside, Lear continued "All the clues disappeared very cleanly, those people will not be simple, they must have something to do with those old men in the government, Xu Zi'an, you are the one who wants to enter Beijing, don't get involved in this matter, leave it to me"

"Hmm...... It's a bit of trouble, but it shouldn't be too much of a problem," Xu Zi'an thought for a moment, looked into Lear's eyes and comforted

"No problem, no problem, so why do you want this thing?"

After Lear finished speaking, he got up and walked to the grave of the little black man, and threw the dirt a few times, and the cloth under the soil was wrapped very tightly

"Don't tell me you want this thing to bring to Kyoto in the future, it's okay to use it for the old Kuroko," Lear brushed away the void and carefully removed the contents

It was a crossbow

It's not the kind of light crossbow that is easy to carry*, nor is it a light crossbow with less penetrating power, but a heavy crossbow, although the accuracy of this heavy crossbow is relatively poor, but it is extremely powerful, and it is undoubtedly a very weak existence in the hands of ordinary people, because it is difficult for ordinary people to pull the bowstring at all

However, if the crossbow wielder's arm strength is amazing and his archery skills are equally excellent, this kind of heavy weapon with great lethality is undoubtedly the most troublesome existence for the enemy

Xu Zi'an took the crossbow, adjusted it very seriously, and did not speak

Lear wanted to persuade him more, but seeing Xu Zi'an's seriousness, he had to raise the wine bowl and drink it all, tear off a piece of chicken and chew it vigorously. He knows Xu Zi'an's character very well, and knows that Xu Zi'an will definitely not let Xiao Heizi's affairs go unnoticed, this guy is sometimes like those hard stones on the mountain, silent but very stubborn

This crossbow is actually a little black man, and it took a lot of effort to make this crossbow, and after Xiao Heizi died, this bow and crossbow was put up by Lear

He knew that what Xu Zi'an was going to do must be very dangerous, otherwise he would not have asked him to take out the crossbow that Xiao Heizi regarded as a treasure during his lifetime, let alone secretly make a lot of arrow feathers coated with venom

On the second day of Shen Li's sparse passage with green onions, Xu Zi'an came to Lear and asked him to take out this crossbow and wait for him at the pavilion today, so there was the scene of meeting in the pavilion just now

After debugging, Xu Zi'an put the bow and crossbow aside, got up and filled the three small wine cups, thinking about the upcoming parting, a trace of reluctance suddenly appeared in his heart, in order not to let this sour thing be too sour, he quickly changed the topic

"What are your plans for the future?"

Knowing that this was a deliberate change of topic, Lear opened his mouth to speak, but after hesitating for a moment, he still didn't say those worries and persuasions, and followed Xu Zi'an's topic in a muffled voice

"I really don't know, but the little black man is dead, and you will leave immediately, and I will leave the town when I turn around, and go out to have a look with Uncle Li, who is running the horse, maybe if I really go to that Kyoto, you will have to treat me well."

Lear lifted a small wine bowl and poured it on the grave of the little black man, pretending to be relaxed

"That's nature," Xu Zi'an also picked up a bowl as he learned the other party's movements, and continued loudly with a smile

"When the time comes, I will still invite you to eat the most expensive building"

"Come on, others don't know, I don't know about your poor belongings?"

After Lear finished speaking, he glanced at the white clothes on Xu Zi'an's body, took out a coarse cloth pouch from his arms and threw it to Xu Zi'an, and said seriously

"I heard that Kyoto is not as good as our town, pay attention to the amount of energy, even if you enter a teahouse, you have to pay some reward, the uncle surnamed Shen is estimated to be as lazy as he goes, you take these silver money first, where can you not lose the face of our town"

At this, Lear suddenly lowered his head, a little annoyed

"Of course, it is estimated that it is difficult for you to support your face with this bit of belongings, and there should be no problem in responding to an emergency, by the way, I borrowed it from you, and if I go to Kyoto again, you have to pay it back to me."

Xu Zi'an smiled lightly, the corners of his mouth were extremely high, and his good-looking eyebrows were also very relaxed, and he patted Lear's shoulder vigorously and said loudly

"Don't worry, if you can't eat the most expensive building at that time, then please eat the best green onion noodles"

"You know, the green onion noodles I make are the best green onion noodles in the world"

Lear also laughed when he heard this, and said angrily

"Xu Zi'an, how can there be a poor and sour guy like you, Lao Tzu came all the way to you, and you invited me to eat noodles?"

At sunset, two teenagers sat side by side on the grave, replacing the wine with water, and tearing off a piece of chicken when they were hungry

This picture lasted for a long time, until the sunset completely burned all the sunsets

Looking at Lear's somewhat stumbling figure when he left, Xu Zi'an sat silently on the grave of the little black man

There was still the old book tied around his waist, which Shen Li specially let him carry when he left, although he didn't quite understand what the purpose was, he still took it with him very obediently

After drinking the wine and replacing the last three bowls of wine with three glasses of water, Xu Zi'an carefully wrapped the last chicken leg in oiled paper, and looked up at the sky, which happened to be sunset

The sky in the distance was like a blue sleeve stained red by blood, bleak and magnificent

Casually pulled up a withered yellow weed from the ground, the young man cleaned the soil on the slender grass roots, held it in his mouth obliquely like Xiao Heizi's favorite in life, got up while chewing gently, and strode towards the direction of the sunset

After taking a few steps, the young man frowned and spit out the dry grass in his mouth, and said loudly with a fierce face

"It's bitter"

(I wanted to send two chapters.,But I always feel like it's hurtful to cut it off.,So forget it.,That's my favorite kind of plot.,The boy drinks and leaves, and then looks back and swings a knife.,Go into the night.,Go to hatred.,Go to the tricks)