The fiery red sun overflowed, sprinkling the golden glow and scorching the vast and hot earth.

In the middle of the heavy mountains, the peaks rise from the ground.

The verdant forests are full of peaks and mountains, like a green coat, not afraid of the scorching sun, facing the faint and gentle breeze, standing tall and tall.

The red earth, which has not been exposed for a long time, is obviously a different scene, the dry land has already begun to crack, and dense crevices are born wantonly, like a substantial net, separating countless small areas.

In the middle of the big net, there is a hexagonal pavilion abruptly, which is particularly eye-catching at a glance.

The hexagonal pavilion water wheel is missing seven points, the copper top pillar is also rusty, and the rubble and gravel are all over the ground. Coupled with the steep terrain, the dilapidated hexagonal pavilion is already in danger.

"Alas, this abominable drought will not come to an end. In the pavilion, the old man stroked his beard and frowned.

The old man is already in his twilight years, and the traces of time are like the roots of an old tree on his face, and when he frowns, he has several lines on his forehead like fine waves gushing out.

Sitting close to the old man was a girl who was no more than ten years old, the girl's swollen cheeks were covered with sweat droplets, and her little hands covered in earthy yellow dust and mud were constantly wiping, and after a while, her white little face was already colorful.

The girl stuck out the tip of her tongue and wiped her parched lips, and the crisp childlike voice burst out of her mouth, bringing a little coolness under the scorching sun. "It would be nice if there was a heavy rain, grandpa, grandpa, are you right? ”

Looking at his innocent and lovely granddaughter, the old man showed a kind smile, but his eyes wandered away from the young man on the opposite side, who had been not as loud as he was.

The grandfather and grandson depend on each other, living in the town of Ice Wind, which is a three-day journey from here, and have been collecting herbs to make a living. There has been a drought here for a long time, and even the tenacious mountain forests are withering, and there are only a handful of people who come and go. The young man on the opposite side was by no means a medicine farmer, he was richly dressed, and he came to this barren mountain and dry land, which made the old man a little surprised.

The old man was not a good person, although he had doubts, he suppressed his heart and chatted with his granddaughter on the side.

Time passed slowly, the violent sun did not abate, from the beginning of the pavilion, the young man has been burying his face in the thick animal skin book, if it were not for the slight sound of turning pages every once in a while, the old man still thought that the opposite side was carved by a famous teacher.

The young man was as indifferent as water, but the grandfather and grandson were obviously a little restless.

"It's damn weather. The old man wiped the sweat droplets from his forehead, shook his hand and sprinkled sweat stains, complained in his mouth, took out the water bag from the medicine basket woven by the old rattan at his feet, poured it a few times, and handed it to the little granddaughter who was also sweating. "Xiaoyou, come and drink saliva to relieve fever. ”

It's noon at the moment, and you have to stay until sunset, but you still have to suffer for a long time.

The girl known as Xiaoyou pecked at the baked warm water bag, and her face was covered with dirt and a pair of bright eyes, staring directly at the young man who was reading the book of animal skin with curiosity.

"Big brother, are you thirsty or not, do you want to drink water. Without noticing, Xiao You came to the young man's side.

This frightened the old man, the young man was richly dressed, obviously worth Phoebe, the grandfather and grandson were powerless, one accidentally angered the young man, it could not be said that there would be any consequences.

Thinking of this, the old man hurriedly stepped forward and dragged Xiao You behind him, his face was respectful, and he apologized again and again. "I'm sorry, the little doll is not sensible, disturbing the young man, it's really a crime that deserves death, a crime that deserves death. ”

After that, he said angrily to Xiao You behind him. "Xiaoyou, don't apologize to the young master yet. ”

Lonely and widowed, no one can provoke anyone, and it is the norm to speak low and angry.

"Young master, I'm sorry. Xiao You pouted, a little unhappy, but was glared at by the old man, and only said unwillingly.

"It doesn't matter. ”

The young man said indifferently, put the animal skin book on his lap, and his unseen face appeared in front of the grandfather and grandson.

Xiao You was a little stunned, and the old man couldn't help but gasp.

The luxurious young man has a delicate face, obviously born and educated, only the first time they meet, they can feel a wind of Confucianism enveloping them, and they show a light and unrelenting expression, and they are a great gentleman who is alive and well.

But the lips and nose are neat and beautiful, but the eyes are hollow and dull.

Those pair of eyeballs seemed to have been taken out alive. The sun was still scorching, and the old man was so frightened that he couldn't move. Without eyeballs, how can a noble young man observe the Book of Animal Skins?

"I'm sorry to scare you. The words of the noble young man were full of apologies.

The old man froze, suppressed his surprise, and accompanied the smiling face. "Out of the way, out of the way"

The words stopped dumbly, and the old man glanced at him inadvertently, and there was a big mess in his heart.

At such a close distance, it was known that the two palms of the noble young man were broken fingers, the left palm was missing the tail finger, and the right palm was broken three fingers in succession, and the wound was smooth at the root, presumably the enemy was instantly cut off with a sharp weapon.

The old man felt pity, gouged out people's eyeballs, and cut off people's palms, and the luxurious young man seemed to be not very old, so he was involved in such waves.

Xiao You came back to his senses from his daze, although the big brother in front of him was covered in terrible wounds and limbs, but after a few words, he didn't seem to be a bad person.

"Big brother and young master. Xiao You plucked up his courage, and as soon as the words came out, he thought of Grandpa Fangcai's stern gaze, and suddenly changed his words, and his momentum weakened. "That young master, you are so pitiful. ”

Xiao You was nervous for a while, made a mistake in a hurry, and originally wanted to comfort the big brother in front of him, but as soon as the words came out, they turned into pity.

The luxurious young man didn't care, and smiled faintly at Xiao You, but under the empty eyes, Xiao You only felt a kind of indescribable weirdness.

"Cause and effect entangled. Cause, effect. Gain, does not mean lose. Loss does not mean reward. ”

The noble young man looked indifferent, as if telling about others, as if he was revealing his own heart.

The old man bowed his head and pondered, the words of the noble young man seemed to be paradoxical, but after thinking about it, there was a reason.

Xiao You didn't understand this, tilted his head and asked the noble young man. "So big brother, is this drought the cause or effect?"

"It is both cause and effect. ”

Xiao You felt completely confused, and she couldn't figure out what her big brother said.

"Drought is both cause and effect. The noble young man paused, and continued. "And so does the rain. ”

Xiao You scratched his head, puzzled. At this moment, the sky is changing dramatically.

Without warning, the rain poured down. Tight raindrops fall like a trickle from the clouds, moistening the parched earth and filling the dense gaps.

The strange thing is that the scorching sun is still shining in the sky, and the torrential rain and the scorching light are intertwined, and the two reflect each other, constructing a wonderful beauty that the grandfather and grandson have never heard of.

Clear sky and rain falling.

The old man walked out of the hexagonal pavilion and let the rain fall on his old body, the raindrops were warm and the irritable sun was vivid, and there was no scorching heat of the sun around, nor the comfort and coolness of the rainy season.

"Ah, big brother," Xiao You's panic sounded in the hexagonal pavilion behind the old man.

The old man was touched and turned to look back.

Xiao You was stunned in place, and the noble young man still looked like a pure Confucian, but in front of the noble young man, thick crimson blood splashed, and the blood was in the air, all over the hexagonal pavilion. In one corner of the pavilion, a whole truncated finger was left behind, burning like a fire that disappeared in the silent space, gradually withering yellow, gradually graying and black.

Noble young man, damaged left palm, and then fold a finger.

"It doesn't matter. The face of the noble young man was joyless and carefree, and the words in his mouth seemed to comfort his grandson, as if there was nothing.

The old man felt that the surprise he had suffered in his previous life was not as much as it was today, and Xiao You covered his face with his hands, unable to bear to look directly at such a bloody scene.

After a few breaths, the wound of the noble young man was smoothed back, the blood was no longer splashed, and the scorched fingers of the pavilion surface turned into dust and dissipated.

It's like a dream.

The old man bit the tip of his tongue hard.

Pain~~~ This is not a dream, and the heavy rain that is still falling outside the hexagonal pavilion really illustrates this.

"Xiaoyou, this matter is over, don't think about it again, don't mention it again, don't hear it. The old man said to his granddaughter solemnly.

Xiao You nodded subconsciously in a hazy way, but how could this matter be forgotten.

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Twenty-three years later, the Holy City, Allen Square.

"How can this be?" Minghua sat on the circular bluestone pavement, his face full of disbelief, and his mouth kept repeating the words. "How could it be"

The tide of people stopped moving, and in the face of this woman in her thirties, people looked at each other, with pity, accusation, and emotion

It wasn't until a small group of Holy City guards in shining silver armor came to drag away the woman who had gone mad in everyone's eyes, that the tide returned to flowing, and many people put their hands together in fists, placed them on their chests, and prayed silently. "May the sages atone for their sins. ”

"How could it be" Ming Huayou, who was set up by the two holy city guards, was still confused. "That's a character more than 800 years ago, how could it be?"

At this moment, in a small fishing village three thousand miles away from the Holy City, a young man in a purple robe, his ten fingers trembling slightly, holding a blunt axe the length of his arm in his hand, skillfully chopping a log.

The purple-robed young man's face was dull, and he showed a little confusion that was very different from Minghuayou.