Luo Niang felt sorry for her son, so she didn't care that she didn't have a blade in her hand, so she directly attacked the person who pointed the knife at her son. At one time, more than a dozen men shot at the same time and fought with Luo Niang in one place.

Luo Niang snatched a knife and cut the rope that bound Pei Yun first: "Run!" "Turn around and block a round of attacks. Pei Yun was so frightened that his legs were weak, and he staggered out, but before he reached the door, he was caught by Zhang Quanhu: "Where is the little cub going?" Didn't you just say you wanted to learn to whistle with me? ”

"You let go of me! Let me go! Pei Yun tried his best to kick and fight, but after all, he couldn't defeat the man who practiced martial arts.

Zhang Quan carried Pei Yun and shouted: "Bai Sheng stops, otherwise I will kill your son!" ”

Luo Niang thought that he didn't dare to kill people without getting the golden talisman, and his subordinates didn't stop. Hearing Pei Yun's terrible scream, Luo Niang turned her head in shock, and was caught by several men in an instant.

The back of the knife slashed across Pei Yun's neck, leaving no traces.

The men took out the ropes they had prepared and tied them up tightly. Seeing that her son was not injured at all, she was happy and angry. I am glad that the child is okay, but I am angry that I didn't expect that as a boy, I couldn't help but be frightened and yelled at every turn.

Zhang Quanhu threw Pei Yun to others for care, and squinted dangerously: "Bai Shengluo, I'm not here to have fun with your family of three." If you still refuse to say it for the last time, today is the day when your family will see and hear a thousand people. ”

He waved his hand, and someone stepped forward to remove the rag from Pei Yuange's mouth. "Pei Shusheng, persuade your wife well. You don't want to just live your life like this, do you? ”

Luo Niang looked at Pei Shusheng and tried to say something: "I ......"

Pei Shusheng smiled and said gently: "You can cook more roast meat when you go back, I'm so poor, I can only bring such a meeting gift when I see your sister for the first time." ”

Tears rolled down her eyes, her eyes were still hot, and Luo Niang turned back to Zhang Quanhu and said sharply: "I don't know." ”

Zhang Quan smiled angrily: "Okay! What a couple! Then I will be a good person to fulfill you! He walked over with a knife and was about to chop it, only to hear Pei Yun shouting: "You are not allowed to kill my father!" ”

Four

Just went on the road without knowing it.

Master took care of the affairs of the family and took me on the trip alone. I have never heard Master mention any of his relatives, and I have never been in the habit of sweeping graves, whose graves are they sweeping, and why did they bring me alone? I didn't open my mouth to ask for answers. I have always been a silent apprentice, following in Master's footsteps, learning Master's habits, always hoping that one day, I can become like him.

Master rarely spoke, and I rarely spoke, and the journey became a little dull, and more time we were paying attention to the scenery along the way. The trip is southward, getting wetter and hotter.

The master's skills are profound, the dust does not get on his body, and the jade-colored robe is still brand new if it has not been changed for a long time. I have to take the opportunity to do laundry when water is available. Whether it's renting a horse or walking, the first few days are windy and sandy, and it always makes a mess. In about half a month, we arrived on a mountainside, and there were three deserted graves on a very secluded leeward side. The tombstone is covered with vines.

At this time, it was the end of March in Jiangnan, and the grass on the deserted graves was green and green, dotted with scattered wildflowers. It was so cloudy that it seemed to drip water, and the master lit a few fires and threw them on the deserted grave, and the moisture poured out a large area of smoke and smoke. Even though I hid from the smoke, I was choked with snot and tears. Watching the large puffs of black smoke rush into the sky, it is almost connected with the gloomy sky. And the Master stood in front of the three desolate tombs, motionless, like a statue.

After tossing for a long time, the weeds were almost burned. Finally, the sky couldn't help but rain lightly, and the air became humid and cold. I shivered and stepped on the embers and stood by Master's side.

"Qingming, what day is it?" Master spoke suddenly.

I was so tired from the days of travel that I had long forgotten to count the days. After carefully calculating, he replied, "Master, today is Qingming Festival." ”

"It's just the right day." The master said tepidly, "Qingming, go and kneel down and kowtow to these two tombs." ”

The dense rain fell tighter, dripping into the eyes and blurring the scene in front of them. I couldn't read the words on the tombstone, but I still followed Master's instructions to kneel down on the two graves on the left and kowtow three times each.

Looking up, he wiped the water in his eyes with the back of his hand that was not stained with mud, and saw that the two tombstones were engraved with "The Tomb of He Xu's Fallen Niang" and "The Tomb of Pei Yuange" respectively. For a while, it was like a fish in the throat.

I never wanted to remember this memory, nor did I want to ask about the location of these two tombs. Since I woke up that morning, someone said to me, "From now on, your name is Qingming", I have been trying to live in the cloak of "Qingming", trying to use the past ten years to forget those angry apricot eyes, forget every nightmare "last night".

Master patted me on the shoulder and handed me a hydration bag. I took it and poured a big sip, which was rice wine, with a little medicinal smell to drive away the cold. Master went back to the grave on the far right, brushed off the ashes from the grass, stood and looked at it for a while, then sat on the ground and closed his eyes in meditation. I walked over to take a look, and the tombstone was engraved with the words: "The Tomb of the Third Miss Wenren". The person who erected the monument below is "Dreaming Night".

One of the famous names that cannot be forgotten in memory is my mother's sworn sister. The night is my master.

I suddenly realized that I had never known about Master's past, and I had the impression that he was born like this

The appearance, carved from white jade, is out of reach. Master is still very young, and he is just over half the year of his existence, and no matter how young people are, there is a "past", but before I knew nothing about Master.

The light rain was still falling, and there was no sound in the cracks of the clothes. The tombstones were stained with a darker layer of color under the wetting of the rain. When Master's eyelashes were pierced by the rain, he opened his eyes and said to me, "Qingming, it's time for us to go back." ”

Descending from the mountainside, the sky is gradually clearing. The horse bolted at the foot of the hill and the people watched. Master didn't stay overnight, got on the horse and went straight on the return journey.

As I was leaving, I looked back and saw that the pomegranate blossoms at the foot of the hill had begun to turn red.

Five

"You said you weren't allowed to kill your father?"

His subordinates brought Pei Yun over and put him in front of Zhang Quanhu. Pei Yun cried and scolded: "If you kill my father, I will kill you." When they heard this, they all burst into laughter.

Zhang Quanhu was interested: "Didn't you bring me home?" Didn't you tell me where your dad was? Why do you regret it now? ”

Pei Yun cried almost angrily: "You lied to me, you said that there is something very important to find my mother, and I told you." ”

"I'm not lying to you, there's nothing more important in the world than a lot of gold."

Pei Yun didn't know what to say, he just cried dryly, and his mouth was full of "don't let it, don't let it".

Zhang Quan said: "Otherwise, if you give me some benefits, I won't kill your father?" ”

Pei Yun stopped crying this time, and his eyes lit up: "Really? Seeing that the other party was affirming, he immediately promised: "I will give you my little wooden horse and my wooden beads." ”

Zhang Quanhu pretended to be embarrassed: "This is not enough, if you don't have anything else." I'm going to kill your mom and dad. Pei Yun's mouth flattened when he heard this, and he cried again: "I have nothing else, I gave you everything." ”

Zhang Quan walked up to Pei Yuange with a knife and said to Pei Yun: "You have anything else, I heard that the most valuable thing in your family is backbone." If you kowtow to me a few times and give me the 'backbone', I won't kill your father. ”

"Yun'er," Pei Shusheng said to his son, "Dad taught you that a man has gold under his knees." ”

Zhang Quanhu kicked Pei Yuange down and stepped on his face: "I'll talk to your son, you shut up for me, and then talk nonsense and kill you with a knife." ”

"Don't kill my dad, don't kill my dad." Pei Yun's legs trembled under extreme fear, and his legs were weak and he hurriedly knelt down. "I'll kowtow to you."

"Yun'er!" Luo Niang and Pei Yuange shouted at the same time. However, the heavy head still kowtowed. Next came another, the immature forehead striking on the ground and on everyone's heart. Knock knock three times in a row, Pei Yun raised his head in shock: "Can you let my father and mother go?" ”

"Yes." Zhang Quanhu laughed and readily agreed, and then fell with a knife. Pei Yuange's head rolled down at Pei Yun's feet, blood splattered on his face, and his frightened expression was frozen on his face with blood before he could change. Zhang Quan's blood-stained knife was mentioned on Luo Niang's neck again, Luo Niang stared at her with a pair of apricot eyes, full of disgust, disappointment, and unwillingness, glared at Pei Yun angrily, and squeezed out two words from between her teeth: "Rebel." ”

It's a hot face again, mixed with my father's already cold face. The mother's eyes were still staring at him, and she wanted to make a hole in his face.

"Little cub, let's go with your father." Zhang Quanhu walked in step by step, Pei Yun didn't even have the courage to stand up, and kept kneeling in place, watching Xue Liang's blade approach. "How can your father and mother give birth to a child like you, I look at it and make a fire for them, it is better to cut off your two legs, and you will have an explanation with your father and mother when you go underground in the future." When the blade swept over, Pei Yun looked at it in a daze.

Suddenly, a strong force dragged him away, and Rao's left leg and knee were still injured by the blade. Pei Yun turned his head sluggishly, only to see a white robe corner, floating like an immortal in the sky, different from everything around him.

The immortal saw the wound on his knee and sighed lightly: "It's a pity. This was also the last sentence he heard, and the next moment he lost consciousness and lost consciousness.

Wake up again in a dark room. When he opened his eyes, his mind was empty and blank, and he could only feel a burning pain in his left knee and knee.

An old man came over with a bowl of medicine, and when he saw him with his eyes open, he put the bowl next to him: "When you wake up, drink it yourself!" He didn't know this strange-looking old man, but he didn't have the idea of disobeying, and dragged his painful leg out of bed only to find that his left leg couldn't bend, and he tried it for a long time, and finally limped to the table to drink medicine.

The bitter and indescribable medicinal soup poured into his throat, and the old man said, "Your knee is injured, and I have implanted an iron plate with you, so that you can still walk in the future, and you will not be crippled." Later, when he traveled, he slowly learned that this old man was called "Ghost Hand", and he was good at strange tricks.

He drank the medicinal soup and asked the old man, "Where is the immortal who saved me?" ”

The old man pouted: "At the door." ”

He dragged his legs outside the house and saw the fairy standing by the door watching the rain. Dripping, dripping, the whole world is damp and wet. Everything was obscured by the rain and fog, and only the apricot blossoms by the door became more and more cold. He didn't know how to speak, so he stood there.

The immortal turned his head to look at him, his face was like warm jade, and his eyes were cold. "You wake up on Qingming Festival, and from now on you will be called Qingming. I am the night, your master. ”