The letter reads:

"Senior Sister,

"The time is not suitable, Hu Mingshen and his son are not in a hurry to kill him. Xie Zhongchu got the news early and wanted to gather more than 100 people to set up an ambush in Cangshi. Xie coerced each other with weakness, and what he said with his senior sister was just suspicious and false, even if the senior sister did not come, he also threw a mouse bogey, and did not dare to do anything.

"Lu Xiangze is entangled in important tasks and it is difficult to get out, I have written to him and asked him to come to help. Please wait and retreat.

"Zhenghong has been exhausted, and after a long absence, Ah Mian arrived in Beijing in a few days and asked to see his senior sister. It is useless for me to persuade him, and I hope that my sister will reply as soon as possible. ”

The pen was hurriedly written, the handwriting was flowing and free, and the name was not written.

There are several creases on the paper.

·

"Ahem—"

In late autumn, a heavy rain, the wind devastated it, in the small courtyard of the capital, the flowers and trees were defeated overnight, and only the ground was desolate.

On that day, Song Huiya's reply was sent along with the news of his death. Xu is fire is cold and the night is cold, Wei Lingsheng sat in the study for half a night, and when the lights were out of the sky, he had a high fever that did not go away, and he was drowsy, and he did not wake up for several days.

The servant sat silently in front of the bed, brought hot water, carefully wiped the cold sweat from his forehead, and called softly: "Master, master? ”

The lotus leaves in the pond are withered, and there is a continuous drizzle in the past two days.

Wei Lingsheng was trapped in a half-dream and half-awake, and in the sound of Xiaoxiao autumn dripping with water droplets, he suddenly recalled many old things.

When leaving Buliu Mountain, Song Huiya carried a long sword on his back and smiled with him and admonished: "In the future, when you walk the rivers and lakes, don't tell others, I am your senior sister." ”

After that, the wind and clouds dispersed, and the voices were sparse. When she said goodbye, she was dressed in a coarse cloth dress, and she also smiled like this: "Senior brother needs, senior sister is always there." ”

"Eight hundred miles of snow-capped mountains, I also walked out. As long as I, Song Huiya, am here, no one can kill my junior brother. ”

“……”

A thunderclap rolled down, illuminating the bones beneath the towering walls. The majestic showers are like thousands of pine waves, and the voices of people are broken. Song Huiya's pale fingers pushed the sword into his arms.

"Senior brother, the sky is high and the road is long, you have to learn to walk by yourself in the future. Senior sister is tired and needs to rest for a while. Senior sister doesn't remember the road, you remember to go up the mountain on my behalf every year to put incense on the pillar for the master and uncle. Let's go. ”

Wei Lingsheng suddenly woke up, his throat was fishy, and he bent down and vomited a mouthful of blood.

"Master!" The servant cried out and patted him on the back.

Wei Lingsheng woke up completely. His eyes looked at the table by the window, his right hand propped up on the edge of the bed, trembling. However, in just a few days, it has been shaped, and those who see it are mourning.

He withdrew his gaze, laughed dismally, looked at the servant in front of him, and said with a faint breath: "Senior sister is dead." ”

The servant raised his hand to wipe his tears and comforted him indiscriminately: "No." Song Daxia is a celestial person, how many winds and waves have been safely passed, how can it be so easy to die. ”

"It's not stable. It was also a few times that he narrowly escaped death. Wei Lingsheng's gaze wandered, and he fell lightly in the distance, and said softly to himself, "If she really wants me to come to the rescue, I will hesitate for two points, Xia Qi, am I too unkind?" ”

The servant choked up and said, "Master......"

"But how could she die?" Wei Lingsheng said in a trembling voice, "How could she really die?" She's always had a way. ”

Wei Lingsheng only woke up at this moment, and Song Huiya was also a person who only had one life.

The little boy outside the door brought the medicine bowl, and the servant opened his mouth, and could only persuade faintly: "Master, you should drink the medicine first." ”

Wei Lingsheng leaned on the head of the bed, as if he hadn't heard it, his eyes fell on the carved lines of the bed frame, his lips opened and closed silently, he didn't know what he was chanting silently, and suddenly began to smile sadly again, muddy. Until you bend down and cough so much that you have to go back to breath.

The servant was so frightened that the potion in his hand shook and splashed to the ground.

There was a commotion outside the door, and the guards gathered in a chaotic manner, shouting loudly, but they didn't dare to move at will, so they could only raise their knives to block and retreat again and again.

"Stop!"

"Stand down!"

"Childe, please get out!"

The visitor was dressed in black, wearing a mask and a hole in the face. Holding a stone tablet in his right hand, he slaughtered from the front yard with a fierce attitude.

He strode in front of Wei Lingsheng's house and threw the tombstone in his hand to the ground.

The boulder smashed into the mud, causing the ground to shake slightly.

The young man slammed into the crowd with his arms, stepped forward in a violent temper, and kicked open the wooden door.

The doors and windows, which had been closed for several days, suddenly opened, and the cold wind poured in fiercely. The strong smell of medicine wafted out of the room, and the young man frowned.

The servant hurriedly got up and stood in front of Wei Lingsheng.

The young man looked inside and sneered, "Isn't this awake? Listening to what they said, I thought you were sick and dead in bed. ”

The servant was annoyed when he heard this, and was about to explain, but was interrupted by Wei Lingsheng waving his hand.

The young man sneered, and his words were even more ruthless: "Why do you erect a monument to my senior sister?" It's better to keep this bad luck and make a coffin for yourself as soon as possible. If you die, she can't die! ”

Wei Ling said indifferently: "I don't care about the things after Jiuquan, let alone worry about my junior brother." ”

The young man's throat rolled, and he still pointed at him harshly: "Wei Lingsheng, don't you really die." If you die at this time, I don't know how many people in the world will curse and be buried with you. ”

Wei Lingsheng half-leaned on the bed, smiling gently, and the unwiped blood on the corners of his lips added a bit of color to him, and he looked much more energetic, and he was still the same as usual, with a disgusting calmness.

"Thank you for your concern, I'm doing well. This good game is off to a start. I'm still waiting for my junior brother to enter the game and help me get started. ”

The young man's shoulders shrugged and fell, as if he was resentful, and he couldn't help but say: "Also, you killed people." If you hadn't guided Senior Sister to kill Hu Mingshen, how could she have insisted on going her own way. After your grand ambition and hegemony, how much sincerity can you stuff? So, don't pretend to be sad, right now, no one can appreciate your good show. ”

The servant on the side couldn't look at it, and interjected: "The son is here today, if it's just to anger my master, let's pick another time." My master has just recovered from a serious illness, and it's time to rest. ”

"You don't have to come to see off the guests!" The man turned around angrily, did not set foot in the door for half a step, and before leaving, he turned back and threw a sentence, "You might as well stay in your high pavilion for the rest of your life and dream of a hundred years old!" Just don't bring my sister with you! ”

When the door closed tightly and the light dimmed, Wei Lingsheng's body regained his radiance, and his eyes were lifeless.

The servant handed him the medicine, and he took it and drank it down. The jagged knuckles are particularly striking when held on the porcelain bowl.

The servant stretched out his hand to pick it up, Wei Lingsheng seemed to be sluggish, and finally recalled the joke: "Where did I come from?" ”

He threw the bowl to the ground, hung his left hand high, and watched quietly, the corners of his lips rose, and there was a kind of vague and cruel madness: "But before you die, you must also take that group of locusts and rats and bury them together." ”

The servant took a broom and buried himself in sweeping the debris from the ground. From time to time, he turned his gaze and looked at Wei Lingsheng with red eyes. Seeing that he was no longer in a daze, he raised his hand to the table and hurried over to fetch him a pressed letter on the table.

Wei Lingsheng unfolded the letter, and the words on it clearly wrote:

"Senior brother, I was born shallow and ugly, unlike you who read poetry and books, I only understand one truth: when you go against the wind and snow, you should bend your waist, and when you hold a sword and rush to kill, you should stand up.

"I can bow down and shelter the cold from the withering.

"There is also a proud bone, which can stand between heaven and earth.

"Senior brother, I can kneel and stand up. I don't need you to save it. ”

"Master......"

The servant slowly crouched down, thought twice, and asked worriedly, "Are you alright?" General Lu hasn't written yet, maybe things have changed? ”

Wei Lingsheng pinched the letter paper, looked at it for a moment, his eyes were empty, the muscles at the corners of his lips twitched, and he said in a low voice: "I'm very good." ”

·

The sun has sunk in the west.

Song Huiya's gaze wandered between the distant afterglow, and he was in reverie for a long time.

The little beggar lifted the lid of the pot and shouted, "Hero, the water is boiling." ”

Ignoring the steam, she scooped out a bowl of hot water, wet the washed linen, and handed it to Song Huiya first.

Song Huiya didn't answer, so she consciously took it back, scrubbed the wound on her face, and gasped with her teeth bared.

Song Huiya asked, "What do you think I will call you in the future?" ”

The little beggar obediently said, "Anything is fine!" ”

"I'll give you a name." Song Huiya bent down, stroked on the ground with his fingers, and slowly wrote down two words, "Cowardice." ”

"Cowardice?" The little girl put down the wet cloth and ran over, tilted her head and read it twice, remembered those two words firmly in her heart, raised her head and asked, "What do you mean?" ”

Song Huiya patted the dust on his hands and patiently explained: "It means that you don't want to be too reckless in doing things." Spare your life, you can live a long life. ”

"Then it's better to call it a hundred years old!" The little girl smiled and said, "I just like to have a lot of money, and it's okay to be called Wanguan!" ”

Song Huiya shook his head with a smile, got up with her collar, and said, "It's not good." But you know what it means to have a lot of money. It's not easy. ”

"What's this? I also know that the splendour, carved beams and jade buildings, glory and wealth! The little girl shook her head and teased, and finally asked, "By the way, Master, what is my surname?" ”

Song Huiya didn't notice her title, and said with a pale face: "Just pick one you like." ”

"I follow Master, your surname." Xiao Que'er paused as she spoke, looked at her with her peripheral eyes, and said tentatively again, "Master? ”

Song Huiya said: "My surname is Song. ”

Song Zhi jumped up overjoyed.

"You are also surnamed Song, so many people in the rivers and lakes have the surname Song?" She exclaimed hypocritically, picked up the thin branch and grabbed it in her hand, danced wildly, rushed forward, and said with a smile, "Good! In the future, I will be called Song Zhiti! ”

She ran around in the clearing, turned back when she was tired, and asked ghostly, "Master, I haven't asked you yet, what is your name?" ”

Song Huiya poured out the water, poured out the fire, and said briefly: "You can call me Master." ”

Song Zhi timidly pegged her and asked, "If someone else asks me who my master is, how should I answer?" ”

Song Huiya picked up the sword and walked down the mountain, prevaricating: "Just say that I am your Song Zhiti's master." ”

Song Zhi timidly trotted to follow, his mouth couldn't be quiet for a moment, and he had to pull Song Huiya to talk: "Ah? But they don't care who I am, they don't say it! ”

Song Huiya patted her head: "So you go back a little longer." Master will rely on your name. ”

Song Zhi smiled timidly and said: "Okay, then I must practice martial arts well!" Become a contemporary hero! ”

Pedestrians on the trail were hidden in the shadows of the trees, and only the sound still swirled in the wind.

"Master?"

"Master!!"

"Shut up."

"Huh! Got it, Master! ”