I don't know if I have suddenly taken some bad luck, and I am anxious to die, but the road under my feet stretches as if there is no end. The Holy Son of the Sanctuary was thrown farther and farther away, and the path turned as he walked, and the farther and farther away from the cliff became farther and farther away, so I could only leave from the path, and ran as far as I could through the mountain towards the sheep intestine path that bypassed the cliff. In this season, most of the people on the river beach are flooding along the coast, especially this barren mountain, which is usually inaccessible, has completely lost its vitality. However, after running for a while, I suddenly saw a man sitting around the corner of the mountain.

From my point of view, I can only see a side face of the other party, it is a woman, I have never seen it, from a distance, she seems to be very young, but as soon as the distance is close, you will find that she is actually old, time has worn out her appearance, but it has left a vague shadow of youth. This woman sat by a stone on the side of the mountain, behaved gracefully, and went back decades, and must have been a bewitching beauty.

At this time, the people who appeared in this place made me feel suspicious, but there was only one way to the front, and the woman sat in the middle, invisibly blocking the way. My pace slowed involuntarily, full of doubts. The movement of my running was not small, and the mountain path was so narrow that it would surely be spotted if I went around the bend, but the woman never looked back, and still sat where she was.

There was a small stove on the stone in front of her, which was boiling water, and the teacup next to it was ready. The woman watched intently at the change of the fire, as if ignoring my presence. She waited until the water boiled before she slowly cooked the tea, and a faint fragrance of tea wafted in the breeze. The woman picked up the teacup and sniffed it, and said, "Sixth brother, smell it, is this tea still the old taste?" ”

When this sentence came out, my heart shook, she didn't know who she was talking to, but the word "six" made me feel very harsh.

"Sixth brother, you've been standing there for a long time, come and sit down." The woman put down the teacup, and this time I could see clearly, she was talking into the ditch by the side of the road.

Next to the mountain path was a small valley formed by nature, far from the river beach, and I couldn't help but walk to the side, standing on the side of the road, watching the woman's movements, and looking down. Below was a small river flowing from the depths of the mountain road, which may be connected to the bubbles outside the mountain, and when I looked up, my heart, which had been full of doubts and alertness, suddenly seemed to be frozen.

I saw a stone coffin floating on the river, and my grandfather sat quietly on the edge of the stone coffin, looking up at the woman above. I didn't expect to see my grandfather at this time, and before I could say a word, the Holy Son of the Holy Domain, who had been thrown off, had already followed me and shouted behind him. Thinking about all this, I suddenly realized, could it be a coincidence that grandpa appeared here?

He had been injured in one of his legs, and now the wound was healed, but it was so badly injured that it may have touched the bone, and he walked with a slight limp. People who have been in the town for more than a year have been in the river for more than a year, and their white hair is long and messy, and their beard is also unkempt. I remember that when my grandfather just took over from the old ghost in the early summer of last year, there was still a small half of black hair in his hair, but after more than a year, his hair was all white.

He sat on the edge of the coffin, a little cramped, but very quiet, looking up at the woman above, and the expression seemed to be completely intoxicated with happiness, as if there was one of the most beautiful pictures in the world in front of him.

"Sixth brother." The woman was old, but her eyes were as bright as a girl, she looked at her grandfather on the surface of the Xiaogu River, and said, "Come up and sit down and have a cup of tea." ”

"No, no" Grandpa's expression was a little unnatural, he shook his head, his eyes suddenly dimmed, and said: "It's sunny, just look at it like this, just look at it"

"Sixth brother, I have to thank you." The woman was not reluctant, she was like a person who had experienced strong winds and waves, knowing that I was not far from in front of me, but she continued to say to her grandfather as if she had nothing to do: "If you hadn't softened your heart for a while and opened the net, how could my daughter have survived until now?" ”

"Tianqing, don't talk about these things anymore" Grandpa looked a little painful, and his head sank as if he couldn't lift it.

At this moment, the Holy Son of the Sanctuary had already rushed behind me, and I was ready, but he rushed past him, ran to the woman's side, stopped, took a teacup and drank the tea, wiped his mouth, showed Bai Sensen's teeth, and smiled at me.

"Sixth brother, my daughter is also here, ask her to come out to see you, and accompany you." The woman didn't even look back, she called softly, and I immediately saw the figure of the red lady appear at the other end of the path. The appearance of the red lady surprised me, but the person behind her made me feel a sudden tightness in my chest, and I was almost out of breath.

Xiao Jiuhong, I saw Xiao Jiuhong, her whole person has lost weight again, her originally fair and bright face is now with a sickly whiteness, she is no longer lively, and there is no longer the joy and straightforwardness in her eyes, but instead of a deep melancholy.

Seeing each other on this occasion, Xiao Jiuhong and I didn't expect it, she glanced at me in a daze, and her expression suddenly became complicated. Some emotions are uncontrollable, and I know that she once left me with a full heart.

At that moment, I was so sad that I couldn't speak, I recalled the first time I saw Xiao Jiuhong, she put her hands on her waist and asked me if I knew Xiao Jiuhong

"Sixth brother, your daughter is here, but you refuse to come up, that's it, your grandson is here, and you don't want to see it?" The woman only raised her eyes and glanced at me intentionally or unintentionally, and the moment her gaze came, my heart suddenly brightened, today's encounter is definitely not a coincidence, even if there is no spiritual accident, the Holy Son of the Holy Land still has to find a way to force me to this path.

As soon as the woman mentioned me, my grandfather couldn't calm down, and his body sitting on the stone coffin stood up straight, raised his head vigorously, his lips trembled, looking flustered and afraid, and said to the woman in a pleading tone: "Tianqing, he is still a child, I admit what you have to me, don't bother the child."

At this moment, my heart felt like it had been slashed by a knife, and the pain was a little suffocating. Is this old man with snow-white hair in front of him still the grandfather of the year? Is it still Chen Liujin of Qimen? He shouldered the heavy responsibility alone, and where did he run away with the mighty and domineering spirit of the river beach with the sidemen?

The changes in Xiao Jiuhong and my grandfather made me feel unbearable pain and sadness, but at this time, these emotions must not be revealed, I want to reassure my grandfather and let him know that I am still alive and well. I stepped forward, stood up from the side of the road, and said to the bottom, "Master, I'm here." ”

As soon as Grandpa saw me, his dim eyes suddenly lit up, and we were still far away, but he couldn't help but stretch out his hand to me, as if he could hold me in his arms if he stretched out his hand.

"Chen Liujin, your grandson, is it still a child? He's very capable. The red lady snorted coldly and interjected: "It's not once or twice to sweep our faces, if it's just a child, can you do this?" ”

"I've also heard that I never save a little face for Pai Jiao, the girl in Xiaohong's family is very attentive to him, he is messing with flowers and grass outside, who is he worth?" The woman showed a faint smile that didn't know the meaning, and said faintly: "Sixth brother, this is very similar to when you were young." ”

"Thousands of mistakes, it's all my fault, Ying Long is older, he has his own family, his own affairs, I can't control him so much, my son can't help it, but I'm such a grandson, I have to protect him." Grandpa's face was full of miserable looks, and he said to the woman: "Tianqing, I took the risk to go out of the river, just to see you, don't force me"

"Sixth brother, I seem to have said this to you back then, you can't favor one over the other, and only protect one." The woman raised her finger and pointed to the Holy Son of the Holy Land beside her, and said, "What about this?" You don't care? ”

"How do I manage it, how should I manage it, how do I ask?" Grandpa sat in the stone coffin all of a sudden, his hands trembling in his white hair, and his body continued to tremble gently in pain.

"Since he doesn't care, then you go and kill him." The woman looked at the Holy Son of the Holy Realm lightly, pointed at me, and said, "Go ahead and kill him." ”

The path between the mountains is only so wide, and the Holy Son of the Holy Domain swoops over with a chilling murderous aura, I will not be restrained, no matter who the other party is, but the moment the two of them fight again, I feel very uncomfortable. Xiao Jiuhong stood behind the red lady, turned her head to look into the distance, as if the matter here had nothing to do with her, grandpa stood on the stone coffin, stunned.

I used to think that these two people were the most important and inseparable people in my life, and that no matter what point I came to, they would stand by my side without hesitation.

But how many trials and twists and turns can emotions withstand? Time changes dramatically, and everything changes beyond recognition. Xiao Jiuhong and Grandpa both stood motionless, watching me and the Holy Son of the Holy Realm fight together. I felt bitter and astringent in my heart, and with a sudden force, I forced the Holy Son of the Holy Land to the stone wall on the other side of the mountain road.

"It's sunny!" Grandpa finally couldn't help it, jumped down from the stone coffin, climbed up along the edge of the valley with all his might, stood in front of the woman, and said in a trembling voice: "Why do you have to let them kill you?" ”