In the early morning, the morning sun was rising, and the warm sunlight reflected the ugly face of Helian Qingshi, who was wearing a gray robe made of precious materials that he knew at a glance, and a pair of cowhide boots worn by Jiangnan people under his feet;

As the saying goes, people rely on clothes, horses and saddles, and after dressing up, that hideous face doesn't seem to be very ugly.

Nie Qingqing's eyes widened, and he looked at Helian Qingshi who was putting an indifferent smile on his face incredulously, and said, "Old man Helian, you, you seem to have changed as a different person." ”

Han Chuang beside him said with a smile: "That is, Mr. Helian has indeed changed as a person, and he is in good spirits at happy events, not to mention that thirty years of resentment are gone." ”

Helian Qingshi's face turned red, waved his hand, and said, "It's too early to say this, I'm just going to see her and listen to her explain." ”

Han Chuang smiled and said, "You know Mrs. Shen better than we do. Han Chuang had already learned from Helian Qingshi that the girl on the island in the mud was surnamed Shen Biliu, so he called her Mrs. Shen.

Helian Qingshi smiled bitterly and did not speak.

He understands Shen Biliu, but this understanding is no match for his own eyes after all, he forgot a sentence: seeing is not necessarily the truth, and the consequence of forgetting is that he and Shen Biliu have suffered for thirty years.

Just like Han Chuang said, he knew Shen Biliu and should know that she wouldn't do something like that, but-

Am I wrong? Helian Qingshi thought, except for the fact that his eyes were a little different, the others were no different from the pretty face engraved in his memory.

"Let's go, let's go to the island. "Helian bluestone road.

The three of them came to the quagmire, used Han Chuang's method yesterday, made a raft, and slid into the mud island, Nie Qingqing, who was skateboarding for the first time, even shouted happily, so that he went around the quagmire twice before Shi Shiran went to the island, and in the end, he threw a few blank eyes at Han Chuang, making Han Chuang cry and laugh.

As soon as the three of them landed on the island, they saw Shen Biliu, who had been waiting here for a long time, she was standing on the edge of the quagmire in a vague white silk, her long skirt was swaying to the ground, and her posture was graceful; she looked younger than yesterday, her hair was still half gray and half white, but her skin was like snow, and her face was like white jade, and under the reflection of the glow, there was an indescribable, moving beauty.

Then Han Chuang couldn't help frowning, only to feel that today's Shen Biliu, "beautiful" is "beautiful", but it is not as green as yesterday, but with some charm.

When he was losing his mind, he only felt that someone had touched his arm, and when Han Chuang came to his senses, he only heard Nie Qingqing's voice sound: "Idiot, what to look at, it's not to close your eyes." ”

Han Chuangsui didn't dare to look at it anymore, and only regarded this series of changes as the comfort of a happy event for adults - Helian Qingshi, didn't the same change occur?

Helian Qingshi obviously didn't see Han Chuang's different color, and his eyes were focused on Shen Biliu on the opposite side.

"You don't wear white. He said that in his memory, Shen Biliu had never worn a white dress, and needless to say, Baisha Qingluo's long skirt.

Shen Biliu smiled and said softly, "You don't wear a scribe's shirt either, do you?"

Helian Qingshi shook his head and said, "I used to wear a scribe's shirt, but I haven't worn it for thirty years. ”

Shen Biliu smiled: "When I knew you, you were a silly boy who forged a sword, how could you wear a scribe's shirt?"

Helian Qingshi smiled dumbly, he didn't wear it, but Shen Biliu didn't have a chance to see him wear it, Shen Biliu at that time favored literati, so Helian Qingshi made up his mind, and when the sword was completed, he would meet him in a scribe's shirt, but he didn't expect that he would have a chance after thirty years.

"I want to know what happened 30 years ago and who hurt me. Helian Qingshi restrained his smile, and the two hideous wounds, like centipedes, kept trembling.

Thirty years ago, like a thorn, infarcted in his throat, if he didn't figure it out thoroughly, he wouldn't be at ease for the rest of his life.

This is also the only reason why he chose to see Shen Biliu again.

Shen Biliu glanced at Han Chuang and Nie Qingqing, with a scrutinizing look on his face.

Helian Qingshi said: "It's okay, just say that these two are my little friends." ”

Shen Biliu sighed and said, "Come with me." ”

The three of them walked through Merlin and came to a courtyard with a bamboo forest.

The bamboo forest will always feel extraordinarily elegant. Especially in the windy morning, the wind blows the bamboo leaves, and the sound is like the waves of the sea.

Shen Biliu did not take them into the house, but made a detour to the back of the house, and there was a grave behind the house, a new grave.

The new one wonders if the person lying in the grave died just yesterday.

The tomb was very simple, with no wall tiles, just a tall earthen bag and a tombstone with handwriting on it, which was very simple and very plain.

Han Chuang approached the tomb and saw a row of words engraved on the tombstone with a small seal: Shen Shuyue's Tomb, followed by a row of small characters: Sister Shen Biliu.

As soon as Shen Biliu came here, her eyes focused on the tombstone, she walked over slowly, stroked the tombstone with her hand, and muttered: "It should be my sister who hurt you that day, Shen Shuyue, she is lying in this tomb."

"You still have a sister!" Helian Qingshi exclaimed, he had known Shen Biliu for so long, and he had never heard of her having a sister.

Shen Biliu nodded and said, "Shuyue is a very introverted girl, and she has not been loved by her family since she was a child, so outsiders only know me, but they don't know that I have a younger sister." As soon as he finished speaking, tears fell like broken pearls.

Helian Qingshi calmed down, pondered for a long time, and said, "You mean to say that it was your sister who injured me with a sword that day?"

Shen Biliu said: "That's right, the head of the closed moon is exactly the same as me, and she usually likes to imitate my words and deeds, and when something happened at home that day, I asked her to get the sword, but I didn't expect such a thing to happen." ”

Shen Biliu closed his eyes in pain.

Helian Qingshi looked at the tombstone that represented death, was silent, and spoke for a long time before he spoke: "Why did she hurt me. ”

Shen Biliu smiled bitterly: "It's for me, my sister has been close to me since she was a child, and she doesn't allow anyone to take me away." After that incident, she was depressed and did not die until a few years ago. I really didn't expect her to do such a thing. ”

The cold wind blows, and a plum blossom floats into the bamboo forest, rolling in the wind, that is, I don't know where it comes from, and I don't know where it will blow.

Helian Qingshi's heart, like this plum blossom, does not know whether he should be angry or forgive.

He was not a man with a big heart, especially after thirty years of suffering, and he was even more eager to have the culprit cut into pieces.

But this person is his sister who loves women the most, and he has died.

Han Chuang stepped forward and patted Helian Qingshi's shoulder, he understood that such a wound, this was a complex, indescribable pain, officially devouring Helian Qingshi's bone marrow, he was trembling.

"Can you forgive her, Qingshi?" Shen Biliu's eyes were red, and tears swirled in his eyes, as if they would fall at any time.

Helian Qingshi's body was trembling, and the wound on his face moved with this trembling, like two terrifying and hideous multi-legged centipedes.

He wanted to refuse this cruel request, but after touching Shen Biliu's earnest gaze, he couldn't help but soften.

Shen Biliu's clear eyes, like finger wrapping, melted his iron heart.

"Forget it, people die like lights out, let these grievances pass. Helian Qingshi knew that he and Shen Biliu would never be able to go back to the once sweet past, but no matter what, it was good to leave some good memories for each other.

"Thank you, Bluestone. Shen Biliu couldn't help but burst into tears and laughed, and said, "By the way, let's go into the house, I have prepared wine and food for you." ”

Helian Qingshi narrowed his eyes and said with a smile: "I haven't tasted your cooking skills for thirty years, and I must have improved a lot." ”

Shen Biliu wiped away her tears and said with a smile: "What is the matter, I haven't been in the kitchen for thirty years, but it has been abandoned a lot." As he spoke, he beckoned the people into the house.

Han Chuang walked at the end, suddenly stopped, stared at the tombstone in a daze, and a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

Nie Qingqing still had tears in the corners of his eyes that had not yet been wiped off, and he was happy for the reconciliation between Helian Qingshi and Shen Biliu, when he suddenly saw Han Chuang stunned and didn't leave, he couldn't help but touch his shoulder and said, "Idiot, what's wrong?

Han Chuang came back to his senses, smiled awkwardly, and said, "No, I just think this cemetery is a little strange." ”

Nie Qingqing glanced at him and sneered, "What's so strange, aren't all cemeteries in the world like this?"

Han Chuang shook his head and said, "I don't know, I can't tell the feeling, it's like, it's like it's too new, yes, it's too new." ”

Nie Qingqing glanced at the cemetery, there was almost no damage nearby, and the tombstone did not have the kind of small cracks that had been eroded by time.

She smiled and said, "It's nothing, the cemetery is behind Mrs. Shen's house, and people clean it every day, so it's not strange that you think it's new." ”

"But—"

"But what, let's go, go and taste Mrs. Shen's craftsmanship!"

Han Chuang wanted to speak again, but was pulled by Nie Qingqing towards the house, and at this moment, he seemed to see a white shadow flashing in front of the tomb, and hurriedly brushed Nie Qingqing's hand away.

"Wait!"

Nie Qingqing pouted, looking unhappy: "What's wrong with you?" ”

Han Chuang waved his hand and said, "There seems to be someone." ”

Nie Qingqing's eyes wandered, only to see the bamboo sea churning backwards, and he didn't see a single figure, so he couldn't help but sneer: "I think you are nervous, how can there be anyone." ”

Han Chuang also ignored Nie Qingqing, and looked at it with his own subtle ability, and after a while, he saw that the look of doubt in his eyes was even more prevalent.

Nie Qingqing smiled: "How about it, I'm not wrong." ”

Han Chuang muttered, "If there is really no one, but I clearly saw a white shadow flashing just now." ”

Nie Qingqing said: "Maybe you're wrong." ”

Han Chuang glared at her and said, "Am I mistaken?"

Nie Qingqing sneered: "When everyone is dazzled, it's not strange to be wrong. ”

"But I-"

Han Chuang wanted to say something, but was interrupted by Nie Qingqing: "Okay, okay, what can someone do?" Don't forget that Mrs. Shen is a master of the Condensation Period, you can also defeat ordinary Contemplation Stage masters, and neither Mr. Helian nor I are weak." ”

She still didn't believe what Han Chuang said, and said this just to let him enter the house quickly.

A trace of rich, drunk to the bottom of my heart seemed to float out of the house, attracting the wine worm in Nie Qingqing's stomach.

She is a woman, but women also love wine, Nie Qingqing is a woman who loves wine, and her love of wine is different from Han Chuang.

Han Chuang loves the feeling of forgetting everything after getting drunk, and she loves the taste of wine, the more mellow and delicious the wine, the more she loves it.

This is also the reason why she doesn't drink much, but she loves alcohol.