Chapter Seventy-Seven: The Heart Knot

Fu Yingyue was simply stunned.

Xie Zhiyun is a very tight-mouthed person, probably because she lost her mother since she was a child, she rarely confides in others, and over time, she feels that there is no need to talk about many things with others.

If it weren't for getting closer and closer to Fu Yingyue and the two getting better and better, she wouldn't have said these things to Fu Yingyue.

Fu Yingyue saw that there was no one around, so she said, "Tell me, what's going on." ”

Xie Zhiyun lowered her eyes, she took a shallow sip of tea, and said, "When Yuankang was four years old, there was a lot of turmoil nearby, you know this. ”

"The Xie family is a family heirloom with poetry and books, and has been willing to give for a hundred years, although the old house of the Xie family is wide and deep, it looks a little old from the outside."

"It doesn't look like it's a wealthy family."

Poetry and book heirlooms, a hundred years of continuity, they are Lang Huan's most famous Xie family.

"I remember the turmoil in the past few years, and your home has never been disturbed."

Xie Zhiyun nodded: "Yes, I guess those bandits think that my house is robbed of books, and the house is dilapidated, and they want to anger the entire Langhuan literati family, and feel that this deal is not cost-effective." ”

"I'm lucky, too."

But if they don't move the Xie family's ancestral house, the Xie family's other industries will be affected, especially the grange, which has been looted every year, and in the early years, their family's grange was barely enough for the family to eat.

That is to say, the Suguo Mansion is in Yezhou, and Taixing, Langhuan and other places are assigned to the Suguo Mansion, and their lives are better.

Even grain has only been abundant in recent years.

"At that time, there was always something going on in the fields at home, or the tenant farmer was sick and injured, or the grain was robbed, and once in the fourth year of Yuanyasu, two cows were robbed, and the tenant farmer was angry but quarreled with those mountain bandits, and several people were injured."

"It's a situation where we want to visit."

Fu Yingyue refilled her with a cup of tea and waited for her to continue.

Xie Zhiyun's voice is clear, and there is a different kind of gentleness when he speaks.

"That time, my father happened to have an incident, and when the war subsided, I took care of the housekeeping more, so I went out by myself."

Xie Zhiyun's gaze was far away, as if he had suddenly returned to that hot summer day.

She remembered that she was not dressed up, only wearing old clothes, and led Chaoyu and Xie Xin out of the door.

On that day, there were very few people on Langhuan Road, the streets and alleys were deserted, and many people did not dare to go out, and the doors were closed.

Xie Zhiyun was actually a little nervous, so she asked the driver to speed up and strive to go early and return early.

"The carriage soon left Langhuan, and it was an official road all the way to the grange, and the journey was only two minutes, and as soon as I went out, I saw that there were people farming nearby, and I was immediately relieved."

Xie Zhiyun looked at Fu Yingyue.

She sighed and said, "There is a forest in the middle of the road, and the carriage will pass by the side of the woods, and when the carriage reaches the edge of the woods, the wheels suddenly break. ”

"It was an accident, and the coachman was also very panicked, so I asked him to hurry up and repair the carriage, so as not to delay here."

"At this moment, in the distance of the dense forest, I saw a group of sergeants, I didn't have to look closely, I also knew that it was the Tsing Shirt Army."

The vanguard battalions of the Weijia Army are all brave and good at fighting, and they all wear blue uniforms, and the people occasionally call them green shirts.

Their identities were obvious, and Xie Zhiyun was actually relieved when he saw them at that time.

"But out of nowhere, a group of bandits suddenly came, and the two sides fought, and the swords on the battlefield were eyeless, and blood droplets flew everywhere, Chaoyu and I were frightened, and even the coachman trembled."

"But our carriage is broken there, we can't go and can only stop, so we can only watch from the car."

Xie Zhiyun hid in the carriage at the time, looking through the narrow window on the carriage, looking at everything outside.

"The bandits are definitely no match for the Tsing Shirts, and soon, they were all captured, and at this moment, one of the bandits suddenly fled towards us, with blood on the knife in his hand."

Xie Zhiyun's voice also trembled a little.

This was the first time Fu Yingyue had seen her lose her temper like this, so she hurriedly held her hand and comforted: "It's okay, it's all over." ”

"The bandit's face was covered with blood, his eyes were cold, and he had boundless killing intent, and all of us were panicked at that time, we had never seen such a scene, and we didn't know how to deal with it."

Fu Yingyue squeezed her hand and asked, "Was it the halberd who saved you?" ”

Xie Zhiyun nodded and said, "Yes, at that time, he was the one who rode the first horse and came on horseback, and the long knife in his hand didn't seem to use any strength, just swept it lightly, and without blinking his eyes, he separated the bandit's head and killed him with one sword." ”

The killing techniques of the garrison are all practiced on the battlefield, killing with one blow, not loving war, and not giving the enemy any chance to fight back.

So when he kills, he is simply decisive, and he has a ruthlessness that is different from ordinary people.

Xie Zhiyun lowered her head, she held Fu Yingyue's hand, and felt that she was also very strange.

"At that time, the man's head flew high, and it fell to the ground like a broken rattan ball, and rolled for a long time."

Xie Zhiyun closed his eyes and shuddered.

"Blood was splashed on the ground, and the halberd also splashed a drop on his face, and he didn't wipe it, so he rode his horse to the carriage and coldly told us to go quickly."

"The murderous scene was so horrific that I opened the curtain of the carriage only one slit, and he didn't know that the person in the carriage was me, or rather, he didn't care who the people in the carriage were."

"Thankfully, the carriage was quickly repaired, and we left the woods."

"Actually, it's strange to say, I admire Grandpa Guo and the Halberd very much, and I know very well in my heart that they are good people, they are the heroes of Yezhou City, and they are the hope of the people, but I have seen the Halberd kill people with my own eyes, and I can't forget his bloodstained and cold eyes that day."

Fu Yingyue also felt strange.

Xie Zhiyun has never been arrogant, and besides, Wei Ji is such a handsome and young heroic man, the two of them are one and one martial artist, which can be described as a match made in heaven.

Fu Yingyue pondered for a moment, and suddenly blessed her heart, she asked: "Niannian, I don't think you are afraid of the halberd, but just afraid of people who kill people in front of you." ”

Xie Zhiyun also had some epiphany.

"You're right," she said thoughtfully, "I live with the Halberd day and night, day and night, and if I were really afraid of him, I wouldn't be able to live that day." ”

"But I can't forget everything that day, and occasionally I want to relax my guard against him, and I always think of his eyes that day."

Xie Zhiyun sighed: "I also hate myself like this." ”

Fu Yingyue said: "No, Niannian, it's not your fault, I've heard people say before that some people are afraid of some specific personnel." ”

She thought for a moment and then spoke: "Do you recall carefully, did you see the murder scene when you were young, and you still remember it vividly?" ”

Xie Zhiyun shook his head blankly.

"No, the first time I saw a murderer was the time when the halberd was killed."

Fu Yingyue looked at her: "What if you forget?" ”

There is an intersection between the past of the male and female protagonists, but everyone's memories and perspectives are different, say it in advance~