In the stone house where the elder of the Shi clan lived, Xibao was sitting on a deerskin chair, quietly watching the faint light outside. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

It was almost dawn, and Xibao had not yet slept, and he fumbled with a handful of jade in his hand, which the high priest had given him before leaving. At this time, he suddenly felt a sense of excitement.

A group that is always interesting and alive because of the presence of some people. Now that the patriarch was gone, he lay quietly in the cemetery behind the tribe, lying with the patriarchs of the past generations; Yu Xi was also gone, and in the distant Tsui Xun, Xi Bao often inquired about her, and learned that she seemed to be doing well; and the high priest was gone, and had just left, and even the cup of tea in the cup was still hot.

Xibao felt a kind of loneliness for no reason, and there was an unfolded white silk silk in front of him, which was currently blank. He wondered if the successor to the patriarch of Youshi should symbolically play the silk book to the Empress Xia, and after thinking for a long time, he finally crumpled it and still went to the ground.

He received a lot of news, the battle between Shang and Ge, the hunt for Sanmiao after Xia, and the reappearance of Minshan's workmanship...... Every message is transmitting a message, which is very complicated, but when all this information is brought together, you can only see that the roof of this world has been mothed into an empty shell.

Everyone was waiting for the day when the roof collapsed, but the news from Xun was not like this, and it seemed that there were a hundred ways to prop up the edifice after the summer.

Xia Hou is a strong man, a confident man, because there really is no one in the whole world who can compare to him.

He is the enemy of Xibao, the enemy of the entire Shi tribe, and many enemies similar to the Shi clan, if this is counted, half of the people in the world have a grudge against the Xia Hou, but there are not many people who really take revenge, because they can't afford the price of revenge.

Originally, Xibao's position was extremely firm, but after becoming the patriarch, his will was shaken.

There are many things to consider, such as the problem of the tribe's children learning to hunt, the cultivation of silkworms by women, the harvest of crops, and even the rats in the field need him to put a certain amount of thought into it. These things told him that there were more than 10,000 remnants of the Shi clan, who were living people, people who needed food and water, who had families and mouths, and who should not be caught up in the endless and unstable cause of revenge.

But what about her?

She gave up his father for the sake of the tribe, gave up her lover, gave up her carefree life, even gave up her own name, and what was she for.

When I think of her, I think of her lover, that ugly child.

I heard that he had become handsome and stronger, and even took off the head of a Ge Guotianren with his own hands, and he lived a life full of vigor and hope. The High Priest was right, and in time, perhaps he would indeed soar into the sky.

Xibao has also changed, from the destruction of the Shi tribe by the army of the Queen of Xia, from the death of the old patriarch, from the departure of Yuxi, or perhaps from the day he succeeded the patriarch. When the sky finally brightened, he finally figured it out:

Shui'er's sacrifice was in exchange for a better life with the remnants of Shi's 10,000, not in exchange for a longer hatred.

While he was trying to figure it out, a man suddenly burst open the door to the room, and it was the sentry on duty.

The sentry's name is Xi Wenle, a warrior in the tribe, he is out of breath with a longbow on his back, but his spirit is bright: "Shui'er, Shui'er is coming back, and he will be back in a few days, and the servants who are going forward will be there in a while." ”

Xibao suddenly looked happy, stood up and was about to greet him, but when he arrived at the door, he stopped, changed his tone and said: "Since you are the former servant of Yu Xi Niangniang, you should entertain well, don't be lazy." ”

The smile on Xi Wenle's face suddenly rose, and a "Yu Xi Niangniang" almost threw aside all the past feelings. He knew that Shui'er went to the village for the sake of the clan, and knew that Xibao was the heir of the old patriarch, but he didn't know when Xibao became such a person.

He wanted to say a few more words, but was blocked back by Xibao's sentence "It's good for you to watch the hospitality".

The surprise was suddenly extinguished.

Xibao knew what Yuxi was doing when he came back, but he would definitely not agree, so it was better to break off that thought as soon as possible.

The news that "Shui'er is coming back" spread quickly among the 10,000 people of the Shi tribe like wings. Everyone prepared the best food, put on the best clothes, and waited for the day with all their enthusiasm.

Xi Bao did not participate in any of the welcoming ceremonies, nor did he participate in any of the scenes, and stayed in that stone hut all day, and he would not have left the hut unless he had eaten and feceated.

Time walked slowly, and there was the Yu Xi Niangniang that the Shi tribe was finally looking forward to.

Yuxi sat in the carriage, looking at the scenery on both sides from the luxurious phoenix, becoming more and more familiar, her heart was like a bird that had been released. At this time, she suddenly felt that she was back, and she was no longer the walking dead in the palace who was only for revenge.

Everything is beautiful and memorable, as if you are back in childhood.

Until 10,000 people knelt down neatly in front of her phoenix, and a thin figure shouted loudly: "Welcome Niangniang back to her hometown and province, Xibao led all the clansmen to welcome Niangniang!"

Yu Xi looked at the clansmen who were kneeling down, including her childhood playmates, the seventh aunt next door, and her father's friend Ximo...... Familiar faces swept through her pupils.

Then she saw Xibao in the front, she was suddenly stunned, hurriedly stepped forward to help his arm, and said, "Xibao, what are you doing here......?"

"Hui Niangniang, this is my etiquette in Daxia, and we should welcome Niangniang. Xibao quietly distanced himself from Yuxi.

Yuxi was overjoyed when she saw the surrounding layout, she thought it was the love of the clansmen for her, and the long-lost sense of belonging returned to her heart. In fact, it is indeed like this, everyone really likes the little girl called "Jia Wu" from the bottom of their hearts, but Xibao took everyone to kneel like this, and everyone realized the distance.

A few bold children wanted to rush out, but they were pulled back by their parents, and they really couldn't hold it, and they were also nailed to the spot by Xibao's eyes.

All enthusiasm is kidnapped by an invisible rope.

"You ......" Yu Xi was caught off guard, and was a little incoherent: "What are you doing here, I'm Shui'er, I'm Shui'er!"

What should have been a good banquet turned into an embarrassment for more than 10,000 people, and those red, green and yellow flags were displayed in the air, which was especially dazzling.

Distance is generated at this time, as long as a movement, a look, maybe passive, maybe active. Once generated, it is almost impossible to eliminate it.

Yuxi went to many homes and brought fun things to the children, and the parents were flattered and hurriedly knelt down to thank them.

The more she walked, the colder Yuxi's heart became, did she give up all the tribes she wanted to protect?

In the end, she couldn't say what she wanted to say the most.

For the sake of this tribe, she carried everything on her shoulders, originally she thought they were one heart, but now it is not like that.

As a result, the planned half-month trip to the province ended ten days early, and Yu Xi stared at the hundred-year-old towering trees in a daze, and finally became unfamiliar.

So lonely!

It's really lonely!