On a warm spring day, in the courtyard of Jinan City Railway's house, in a small study.

Tie Lingshuang crouched in front of the table, holding the brush with difficulty, writing big characters stroke by stroke, and when he encountered a sudden fold, his brows were slightly furrowed, and he inhaled the cold air slightly.

After writing a big character, I was sweating profusely, looking at the crooked ugly words on the white paper, I threw down the brush angrily, spread out my palm, and it was red and swollen, but I looked up at the opposite side and couldn't help laughing.

I just slipped out to have fun, and I didn't want to come back, and I bumped into my mother who was wandering around the city with the aunt of the Qin family. Tie Lingshuang, who was covered with dust and had a messy bun, was praised by the aunt of the Qin family, and her mother's smile was also bright, but there was an inexplicable light flashing under her two slender eyes, Tie Lingshuang remembered that her father was also most afraid of her mother's eyes.

Politely and politely said goodbye to the aunt and mother of the Qin family, and when he turned to leave, he caught a glimpse of his mother quietly raising three fingers and shaking it at him, and Tie Lingshuang instantly made a bitter face.

In the small study, there is a ring ruler, dark and oily, which must be used often.

Tie Ningmei, who had already finished her daily homework, was reading a book, and when she saw Tie Lingshuang walking back to the small study with her head down, she frowned slightly, and then asked softly,

"How much?"

Tie Lingshuang glanced at her sister sullenly, walked to the bookshelf, skillfully reached out and took out the ring ruler, walked to the corner of the study, stretched out her right hand, and bit it down fiercely.

"Smack, smack, smack"

Twenty-one, twenty-two, twenty-three, Tie Ningmei shook his head, it seems to be thirty rulers.

I didn't dare to miss one, and I didn't dare not use my strength, after the thirty ring rulers were finished, Tie Lingshuang's palms were bruised and swollen, sighed, put the ring rulers back in place, looked back, and couldn't help sulking.

The eyebrows fell asleep again.

Gently lying on the table, as she usually does, quiet as water, warm as jade.

My sister is also too strange, she spends most of her time sleeping every day, as long as the sleepy bug comes, she is fine a moment ago, even if she eats and takes a bath, she will fall asleep instantly. I have been lying in the bathtub several times, sleeping like a pig, and I am not afraid of being flooded, but I don't know why, my father and mother seem to like her more, otherwise why does that ring ruler always beat herself.

The palm was swollen and painful, and Tie Lingshuang, who was jealous, suddenly smiled, quietly moved over, reached out and poked Tie Ningmei's cheek, smiled, looked at her long eyelashes, and suddenly became unhappy again.

The aunt of the Qin family said that my sister is a standard gentle beauty, and as for Xiao Shuang'er, it is even more amazing, these eyes, if they are born in a man, they must be the people who worship the marquis.

With a light snort, Tie Lingshuang pursed her lips, don't think I don't understand, this is clearly not good-looking, tilted his head, looked closer, and saw that the book pressed under his sister's cheek said,

"The hands are like soft wattles, the skin is like clotted fat, the collar is like a grub, the teeth are like a rhinoceros, the head of the mantis is like a moth eyebrows, the smile is clever, and the eyes are beautiful"

Hmph, it's "Book of Songs" again, it's not a beauty, it's a beautiful boy, it has nothing to do with herself, Tie Lingshuang gritted her teeth, caught a glimpse of the brush next to her, and was disgusted, picked up the brush, regardless of the pain between the palms, and wrote it down on her sister's face with great concentration.

Two points on the eyebrows, three horizontal and one vertical on the bridge of the nose, one horizontal under the nose, and then a skimm, a pinch.

Putting down the brush, Tie Lingshuang looked at his masterpiece, and sighed in admiration,

"What a big beauty. ”

God knows how swollen Tie Lingshuang's palms were that night, and my sister was angry and ignored Tie Lingshuang for several days, but Tie Lingshuang also determined two things.

One, my father and mother do prefer my sister.

Second, my sister seems to be light-hearted, but she actually loves beauty very much.

... ...

Moon-topping.

Bamboo woven into a hat, surrounded by light yarn, that is, into a curtain, can block the wind and sand, can cover the face, under the curtain, even if the beauty is so beautiful that the country and the city, can only be speculated by the prodigal children.

Yang Xuanyu sat quietly, her eyes as clear as water, through the thin light veil, looking at Tie Lingshuang who was standing not far away, looking at the mottled bloodstains in the corners of her eyes.

Under the blood stains that had not yet dried up, a scar was cut straight from the left eye to the left jaw, the scar was dark red, and it must have been deeply wounded, as if it had been cut open with a knife, as if it was about to dig out the contents of it.

The other one is the same, slashing down from the right jaw, narrowly avoiding the blood veins around the neck, all the way through the long neck, and disappearing into the wardrobe.

"Why, you don't know me when I'm ugly?"

Tie Lingshuang twisted his neck, as if to relieve the pain in his shoulders and back, and the scar between his neck was like a centipede crawling, sneered, inserted the long knife back into his waist, wiped the blood on the back of his palm on the placket on both sides of his arm, walked to the table, picked up the double hammer and hung it behind him, reached out and pulled out the spear, walked to the bottom of the platform, looked at the eyes behind the curtain, and said lightly,

"I heard that you can turn into a peacock, although I don't know what's going on, but the Qin Tiger Phantom just now seems to have verified a little, and it was you who fought with the hidden guard Suzaku. ”

"The first time you met Qin Fusu, maybe it was by accident, but the second time you went out, it seemed that you were deliberately leading him and trying to scare him away. Really?"

Under the curtain, there was no response, and Tie Lingshuang didn't pay attention to it.

"From the very beginning, you unconsciously showed your left hand, as if to tell me that you have no mark, that you should not be stupid and ridiculous like that bald donkey. ”

Yang Xuanyu gently plucked the long qin, the clear sound of the piano came out, stared at his left hand for a while, and shook his head gently,

"He has robbed you of your sword, what is there to be proud of?"

Tie Lingshuang nodded, without any shame, but full of confidence,

"Next time, it's different. ”

"Your master, that's what taught you? next time?"

Tie Lingshuang's face suddenly turned cold,

"I don't have a Master. ”

Both of them fell silent, Yang Xuanyu watched Tie Lingshuang's anger surge, shortness of breath, eyes tightly closed, frowning tightly together, as if trying to suppress something, the sound of the piano was faint, like spring water, gently patting the shore, like comfort.

I haven't seen him for ten years, I didn't expect it to be this kind of scene, Tie Lingshuang's words came to his mouth, as if he was blocked by that thin curtain, and he couldn't open his mouth.

What to say?

Do you still remember your parents? Do you remember the Jinan Tiejia?

Do you remember that little study? Do you remember the fire?

Don't you want to know how I've come through in the past ten years?

I have long lost my childhood ignorance, thorns all the way, looking back on the iron and blood, leaving behind the innocence, shattering the dreams, and the iron heart created in ten years, so that I can no longer be like before, for a long time, Tie Lingshuang opened his eyes and asked lightly,

"You know I'm coming, what do you want to say to me?"

Holding down the strings, the sound of the piano fluttering like a cloud of smoke suddenly stopped, Yang Xuanyu put away the long qin, stood up, put the piano on his back, and nodded lightly to Tie Lingshuang,

"I want to see you and say goodbye. ”

Tie Lingshuang's face was cold, the spear in his hand was smashed, and the bluestone was shattered, it seems that after tonight, the top of the Moon Mountain will be full of potholes.

"I didn't come to hear you say that, take the curtain away. ”

Yang Xuanyu took a step forward gently, shook his head slightly, and smiled warmly, with a trace of tranquility, sad tranquility,

"After today, Tie Ningmei is dead. ”

Tie Lingshuang narrowed his phoenix eyes, and the spear in his hand shook, stabbing straight out, and the tip of the spear slashed towards the curtain.

Yang Xuanyu sighed, raised his left hand, his thumb clasped his index finger, and the remaining three fingers were shaped like phoenix tails, standing on his chest, Tie Lingshuang's eyes were condensed, this is the Buddhist Dharma seal?

Just wondering to himself, Yang Xuanyu stretched out his hand and pushed it out, facing the tip of the gun, without the slightest strength, like a child playing, and flicked the blade of the gun with his index finger.

"Ding!"

With a soft sound, the dragon in Tie Lingshuang's hand swayed high, his eyebrows raised, his anger rose suddenly, and the momentum of the spear leaning back suddenly stopped, the spear slashed, and the strong wind whined.

Yang Xuanyu's gesture remained unchanged, his fingers flicked, Tie Lingshuang's palm was in severe pain, the iron spear flew out upside down, nailed straight to the edge of the cliff, Tie Lingshuang gritted his teeth and froze his body, turned over and knelt on one knee, a trace of blood was left at the corner of his mouth, and a low laugh sounded, and the more he laughed, the bigger he laughed.

After a long time, the laughter gradually stopped, and Tie Lingshuang's angry voice sounded,

"I've always, always thought you!"

I always thought you were dead.

His eyes were bloodshot, Tie Lingshuang looked down at the blue and black stones, gasped fiercely, and when he raised his head again, his eyes were full of weakness and exhaustion,

"I always thought that the Tie family only had me, Tie Ningmei, you don't want me anymore?"

At the bottom of the steps, Qi Chen and Qin Fusu were about to hear their sisters talking, or hugging their heads and crying or laughing, not wanting to suddenly hear the strong wind whining, but after listening to it for a while, Qin Fusu couldn't bear it anymore and flew up to the top of the mountain.

I didn't want to rush out just now, a black shadow flew by, Tie Lingshuang flew out upside down, and slammed straight into Qin Fusu who flew up, Qin Fusu raised his sword eyebrows, stretched out his hand and put his hand on Tie Lingshuang's back, the strong force did not stop, and Qin Fusu, who was directly led, staggered, stepped into the air, and fell towards the cliff.

Seeing this, Qi Chen, who was following behind, hurriedly flew up, Qin Fusu raised the wooden stick, Qi Chen flew up and grabbed it, with a low shout, grabbed the spear, and his strength was endless, Qi Chen was also trembling, the click sounded, and the jujube wooden stick was also full of cracks.

The screams behind him sounded, Qi Chen looked back, and saw the little girl with the piano on her back shouting in panic, and was about to pull them back hard, the white shadow flashed in the corner of her eyes, on the platform, Yang Xuanyu flew over, still in mid-air, the jade hand waved lightly, the colorful light on her body appeared, and a peacock phantom behind her flew out and rushed into the air.

Qi Chen's steamed buns were confused, and he didn't know why, but at the moment of crisis, his right hand was tightly grasping the jujube wood spear that was about to break, and Qin Fusu and Tie Lingshuang were hanging below, and now he could only stretch out his left hand to draw the short sword, and when he saw the phantom rushing towards him, he was about to stab it with his sword.

A strong wind struck behind them, and the three of them floated up in the air and landed on the side. The wind blew away the big bird, there was a wave in front of Qi Chen, Zhong Lijiu stepped out, the purple electricity lingered in his hand, raised his hand and waved it, and the sky was shrouded in electric light, like a cage, trapping Yang Xuanyu in it.

Zhong Lijiu stretched out his hand to put it on the hilt of his sword, put away his electric light, and the dark clouds were still rolling in his eyes, staring at the person who slowly emerged from Yang Xuanyu's side.

A messy hair, like messy chicken feathers, full of wrinkles, full of old spots, holding a long sword in his arms, a pair of eagle eyes, extremely powerful, stretched out his hand and patted, the purple electric cage around Yang Xuanyu instantly collapsed and dissipated.

Looking back at Tie Lingshuang, who was lying on the bluestone, his eyes were closed, and he was silent, Zhong Lijiu looked at Yang Xuanyu and shook his head with a sigh, and then said lightly to the old man,

"Yin Wei, the former commander of the left, now the Yin Wei chasing and killing list, the seventh on the heavenly list, Qin Jian, Yang Xuanmo. Excuse me, where is Emperor Jianwen?"