Xie Wuyi asked Xie Zongyi to borrow a small statue, and tried his best to walk back to the room with steady steps. Until he closed the door, Xie Wuyi's palms were still sweating.

The fire in the village of Broken Nose appeared in front of her, and she had done everything she could to protect herself, in order to prove to the villagers that she was the immortal witch of Dayu who had survived the fire. Unexpectedly, the fire passed through a month, re-burned the cloak, and burned onto her body.

Every time I think about it, the tongues of fire are growing, like a phoenix piercing through the air.

Xie Wuyi held his left arm firmly, and the belief he had always adhered to for so many years was shattered in an instant.

And the small statue in her left hand has already been rolled up with deep creases.

"What's wrong? Not feeling well? Hua Feidu, who was packing up his clothes, noticed Xie Wuyi's abnormality and hurriedly came forward to ask.

Xie Wuyi watched Hua Feidu, his facial features almost distorted. She sat down holding Hua Feidu's hand and unfolded the small portrait for her.

Hua Feidu's hand tightened suddenly, and it was like a cold, salty snake poking out from behind and dancing in front of her eyes.

- The person in the painting looks exactly like Xie Wuyi's mother, Hua Mi.

Even the poem inscribed next to it is Hanaya's favorite poem "Twenty Songs of Spring: Its Eleventh":

Where is the spring early, the spring is in the bird's mind.

The magpie's nest moves to the old age, and the feathers of the kite whirl high wind.

The wild geese are frightened and the sand is warm, and the mandarin ducks love to melt.

The most pitiful pair of jade, flying into the small plum bush.

A mediocre poem, somehow fell into the eyes of Hua Mi and Hua Yi.

"Xie Zongyi told me that he and Hua met in Lingbo Valley, and Hua had a twin sister who had passed away, and she was alone at that time." Xie Wuyi said slowly, "The two formed a dewy relationship, but they separated because Xie Zongyi was concerned about etiquette. ”

Since parting, Xie Zongyi has often thought about Hua's family, and always regrets that he shouldn't have let her go in the first place. A few years later, the two reunited, and Xie Zongyi carried Hua into the house without saying a word. Unexpectedly, the good times did not last long, and Hua died of illness shortly after giving birth to Xie Jiuniang. Mrs. Xie said that it was tuberculosis and had her body burned overnight.

"Hua Niang," Xie Wuyi looked at Hua Feidu, with three points of exploration in his eyes, "'Hua' and 'Hua' are connected, and the first encounter between Dad and Mother is also in Lingbo Valley, are these just coincidences?" Why did you and your father never mention my mother to me...... And twin sisters? ”

Hua Feidu was silent, his thoughts had already been knotted, and the whole person seemed to freeze into ice.

Should I tell her?

Maybe it's not that bad, and the poor sisters are already dead anyway, so it's okay to say it.

Hua Feidu shook his head and exhaled deeply.

"Yes, your mother does have a sibling."

As soon as these words came out, Xie Wuyi sat up straight.

She can easily take Jiuniang with this face, and easily gain the trust of Xie Zongyi and Xie Xuan, it all stems from this. She and Xie Jiuniang are cousins closest to each other in this world!

"But they didn't agree and broke off their relationship a long time ago." Hua Feidu reluctantly curled the corners of his mouth and smiled, "Master and I don't talk about it, because I don't want the haze of the past to affect you." ”

"Excuses." Xie Wuyi said without hesitation, "Hua Niang, you can't deceive me, there must be other reasons for this." ”

Hua Feidu looked back at Xie Wuyi. She watched Xie Wuyi grow up day by day, taught her kung fu, and traveled with her. In a way, they are the closest people who can entrust their lives to each other without hesitation.

Now, her girl is no longer impulsive and immature, and the words of the past can no longer be concealed from the deep and penetrating eyes now. Hua Feidu smiled, his expression softened a lot.

"Girl, let me tell you a story."

Hua Feidu gathered his mind, took Xie Wuyi's hand and sat on the edge of the bed, carefully smoothing her palm, "There are loyal and traitorous temples, and there are black and white rivers and lakes, but in fact, temples and rivers and lakes have never been separated. ”

Xie Wuyi held her breath, she knew that what Hua Feidu was about to say was a huge secret.

"Decades ago, there was a mysterious organization in the rivers and lakes, those people specially abducted homeless or good-looking children, used various inhuman means to train them to be killers, and then let them sneak around to spy on the news and hire murderers."

It was clearly the past many years ago, and now when it comes to it, Hua Feidu is still frightened.

"In the long run, famous families such as Yan and Liang are naturally not spared; Speaking closer, there are many such people in the family of my late Concubine De. ”

"Concubine De?" Xie Wuyi's eyes narrowed suddenly. In the past, she didn't care about the harem of the court, and she really didn't have much impression of this concubine, but she vaguely felt that the matter was very important.

The wind was blowing outside the window, and Xie Wuyi's fingers couldn't help but move.

"I'm just saying an example, shadows are everywhere, don't think that this kind of thing won't happen in Dayu." Hua Feidu explained, "After Concubine De's death, the family business withered and lost its use value, so their people withdrew one after another. This incident caused a little turmoil in the rivers and lakes, but you were not born at that time. ”

Xie Wuyi lowered his gaze and slowly chewed on Hua Feidu's words. After traveling around the world for many years, she didn't know that the imperial court and the forces in the rivers and lakes were colluded, but it was the first time that she felt that these intrigues were so close to her.

Inexplicably, Xie Wuyi thought of Xiao Wei. is also a harem concubine, if even Concubine De can't be spared, what about his mother Concubine Shu?

Or, what about Xiao Wei himself?

He has changed from the pride of the sky to such an inscrutable appearance, has he also experienced any changes?

It's strange how I thought of him all of a sudden. Xie Wuyi shook his head vigorously, expelled these nonsensical thoughts, and asked, "So, Hua is too-"

Hua Feidu nodded, "Hua Yi was also abducted when she was a child because she was separated from your mother, and she has never been heard from since. ”

"You didn't look for it?"

As soon as the words came out, Xie Wuyi knew that he had lost his words, Hua Feidu was not a few years older than their sisters, and when Hua Yi was abducted, she was only a half-old child.

Sure enough, Hua Feidu shook his head with a wry smile: "Orphans of our age, who are weak and can't even eat, how can we find them?" Even if I know that people are in their hands, even if I am still skilled, in the vast sea of people, how easy is it to find the exact trace? ”

Hard to find...... Xie Wuyi repeated it a few times secretly, and suddenly felt that the candlelight in the room was dimmed.

A pair of young separated sisters, walking very different paths, but they all like the same poem.

Does that song "Shengchun" have any special meaning?

Is it a secret word, an agreement, or is it just a tacit understanding that blood is thicker than water?

"It's been more than a decade since we met her again."

Hua Feidu also seemed to fall into distant memories, and his tone was long, "Time can change too many things, Hua Yi at that time had already become a ruthless killing machine, and your mother had no choice but to completely break off relations with her." ”

yes, time...... It can really change so many things.

Xie Wuyi's hand slowly lifted her left arm, and her smoke was tied to it. Xie Wuyi never believed in the illusory Wu Jin, but fortunately, Cangyan was not only a symbol of Wu Jin, but also a weapon for her self-preservation and confidence in the rivers and lakes, and it was also evidence of her life.

So for so many years, whenever Xie Wuyi felt irritable, her gaze would unconsciously move to it, as if she was absorbing a steady stream of comfort in the air.

Hua Yi is a killer who licks blood with a knife head, how can he be willing to commit himself to such a weak man as Xie Zongyi? How would she feel if she learned that her daughter had died of her husband's neglect?

Does her murder have to be paid back by Xie Jiuniang?

Xie Jiuniang is just an innocent child!

"Later, the lord married your mother, and your mother didn't want to involve him in the disputes in the rivers and lakes, so she stayed away from her hometown."

Xie Wuyi nodded, Lingbo Valley was the home of the two sisters, but whether they fell into darkness or wanted to be free, they escaped from their homeland, and they couldn't escape the arrangement of the bloodline after all.

Hua Mi died of illness after giving birth to Xie Wuyi, and Hua Yi was not spared.

This unknown past has come to light again, but Xie Wuyi does not feel relieved. The shackles of fate firmly bound the previous generation, and now, Xie Jiuniang is also dead.

She clenched her left arm tightly, and her voice was harsh, "So...... My mother's name is fake. ”

"It was taken by the master." Hua Feidu's tone fluctuated slightly, "At that time, the two of them were walking together, and the old man referred to Hua as his surname and Mi as his name, hoping to make up for the scars of her loss of her loved ones. And I didn't want to leave your mother, so I also took this surname. ”

Xie Wuyi thought about it, and always felt that something was wrong. Hua Yi is a killer, is she deliberately approaching Xie Zongyi? More than ten years ago, Xie Zongyi was just a mediocre petty official, what secrets were worth digging in him to make that mysterious organization target? Or do they have other plans, and Xie Zongyi is just a very small piece on the chessboard?

She couldn't help asking: "Hua Niang, what is that organization called?" Are their people still in Dayu? ”

Hua Feidu's eyes flickered a few times, she got up and cut the candles, and the room suddenly became much brighter. In this warm and slightly drunk light, Hua Feidu looked at Xie Wuyi seriously.

"It was ten or twenty years ago, Hua Yi was also dead, and their energy was insignificant." Hua Feidu put his hands on Xie Wuyi's shoulders and pulled her stiff and tight right hand down, "Otherwise, how could there have been no chaos for so many years?" ”

It is reasonable to say that the flower flies over. Not to mention the handling of the military rations escort case, Emperor Dayu was tough and resolute, and he was a monarch who did not rub sand in his eyes, and he would never tolerate this kind of organization to stir up trouble.

Xie Wuyi looked at the rough hands that were clenching her, the swollen and deformed joints, the dense calluses and scars, all of which made her heart panic rise for no reason.

But Hua Feidu didn't want to say it, and Xie Wuyi had no choice.

"Yes." She turned around and put away Hua Yi's small statue, "It's not important." ”

With tears in his eyes, Xie Wuyi took out Xie Jiuniang's urn again, pressed his face lightly on it, and pressed his fingers slightly.

The wooden box was cold, and through the three layers of carvings, she seemed to be able to hear the faint throat of the powder.

The cry swirled up the pile, entangled in her unremembered past, and tied to the absurd unknown path.

Did Xie Zongyi disown Xie Jiuniang because he knew Hua Yi's identity? Does he miss her more or less contain a trace of truth?

The idea of parting the table with the Xie family had just been born, and it fell back because of the relationship between Hua Mi and Hua Yi.

Qiao Wei, don't look at the past, you have to move forward step by step before you are qualified to talk about breaking the game.

"It turns out that you and I share the bloodline......" Xie Wuyi endured the surging sourness, and his breathing became heavier and heavier. She hugged the urn and muttered, "Hua Niang, when the day comes, bury her with me." ”

There has never been a witch or a god in this world. I didn't recognize each other when I was born, but I made such a wish for the time being today, hoping to make up for it a little.

She had no brothers or sisters, so she let their cousins reunite underground and lay to rest.

The dancing candle flame hooked the scorching stars in Xie Wuyi's eyes, and Hua Yudu seemed to be able to follow the light and see Hua Mi's appearance when he was young.

They look alike.