Feng Yin thought to himself, seeing that the other side of the river was dark and didn't look like there were people, and there was no bridge on the nearby river, so he shouldn't have crossed the river. The place where Uncle wants to go in the middle of the night can't be some wilderness, then he can only go to a place with light, and it seems that the destination is right in front of him.

Sure enough, Wu Jifeng pulled the reins in front of the gap on the left side of the willow tree, and with a slight pull to the left, the horse walked towards the light on the left.

As soon as you turn a corner, without the dense branches of willows and bushes, a neat cobblestone path appears in front of you.

The cobblestone road is more than five feet wide, and it looks carefully manicured, and the two sides of the cobblestone road are planted with green bamboos, and the bamboo leaves are dense enough to block the moonlight, and some of the light is reflected on the ground through the gaps between the bamboo leaves, casting a little light on the side of the stone road.

Wu Jifeng stopped his horse in front of the stone road, took off his hat and chuckled: "It's here, it's here." As he spoke, he jumped off the horse in one step, and dismounted with the help of Feng Yin.

At the end of the stone road, it looked like a courtyard, and there was a circular arch open on the courtyard wall more than one person high, and the red light gathered at the arch, which immediately attracted the attention of Feng Yin.

Feng Yin only looked at the light, but did not look up at the scenery in the courtyard. Wu Jifeng looked at Feng Yin's puzzled appearance and shook his head with a smile, lifted her little head up, and said, "Look at the top." ”

Feng Yin looked up at this time, and as far as his eyes could see, a towering tree was erected there within the wall, blocking the entire sky.

The tree looked very large and thick, as if it had been hundreds of years old, and it was the first time Feng Yin saw such a big tree, and he couldn't help but exclaim, "This tree is so big!"

After speaking, he suddenly recalled Bai Ri Li Ji's words, and was shocked, but he already understood in his heart, and looked back happily at the uncle who was standing in the moonlight with his back hand, and said in disbelief: "It's a ginkgo tree!"

Wu Jifeng's gentle gaze fell on Feng Yin's face, and he slowly spoke: "You are almost twelve, you should also come here to hang a token." ”

Wu Jifeng's eyes were full of love, he reached out to comb the black hair that Feng Yin draped over his shoulders, and his voice trembled slightly with emotion, "You have grown up, you were still so young when I first met you, but it has only been four years, and you have grown into a big child." ”

Wu Jifeng will always remember the scene when he first saw her, so desolate and cruel, it was imprinted in the depths of his mind, and he still wakes up from that nightmare often.

Surrounded by dead bodies, she sat alone in the ruins and wept, looking from afar, like a tattered old doll, soaked in death.

The long black hair was so messy that it was draped over his shoulders, and the butterfly headdress that had originally adorned the bun had broken wings and was crooked behind his head. I don't know where it was broken on my head, and there was a large patch of blood flowing down from my forehead, staining half of my face, and the blood dripped down the goose-yellow dress, soaking through the fabric drop by drop.

He suddenly felt unbearable in his heart, it was he who had ruined everything for her today. The blood-stained sword in his hand fell to the ground with a clatter, and he looked down and finally didn't pick it up.

With the last of his strength, he walked towards her carefully, but he was afraid that his blood would scare her, so he didn't dare to touch her rashly.

She hung her neck and cried all the time, crying so much that she couldn't even make a sound, but she still wouldn't stop. He couldn't bear to let her cry any longer, and squatted down lightly in front of her, only to notice that she didn't even have shoes on her feet, and her little white and tender feet were full of gray stains and heart-shaking wounds, and the original princess was now like a tattered beggar.

The scene of her crying and running barefoot while running on the ground came to mind, looking for her father and mother among the dead bodies all over the ground, just like herself when she was a child.

My heart was broken, and I couldn't help myself, I don't know if it was for her or for myself when I was a child. The hand involuntarily reached out, trying to wipe away her tears, trembling slightly and whispering comfort.

She came back to her senses in his muffled "don't cry" and stopped her tears with sobbing, staring at him with big terrified eyes, but she didn't even dare to make a sound.

He suddenly felt guilty, and he was probably a demon at the moment, causing her to lose her father and home.

I couldn't bear to face her immature and innocent face anymore, so I bent down and picked her up and wanted to take her out of here first, the moment I hugged her with my right hand, I felt a pair of cool little hands around my neck, her head rested on my shoulder, and my breath was in my ears.

There was a violent shock in his heart, but his hand tightened unconsciously. This child has been in his heart since that day, and he has never let go of it again.

There was a ginkgo tree not far away, Wu Jifeng patted Feng Yin's shoulder, took out a delicate concentric knot from his arms and put it in the palm of her hand, and said, "Go quickly, it's dawn again." ”

Feng Yin's heart was shocked by this surprise and had not calmed down, and the smile on his face was bright and bright like never before.

Even though he knew that his marriage was difficult to find, the uncle still brought himself here. He didn't want to see himself being one point lower than others, and this thought alone was enough to move Feng Yin.

I stretched out my foot and took a step towards the cobblestone, the soles of my feet hurt slightly, but they were a little itchy. After walking a few steps, my brain was very clear, and the fatigue of running all the way disappeared in the crispy and numb itching.

Feng Yin looked back, only to find that Uncle was still in place, so he asked, "Uncle, why don't you go, this gravel road is comfortable to walk." ”

Wu Jifeng looked at the ginkgo tree in the distance and shook his head, "They said that you can't have a man by your side when you make a wish, otherwise it won't work." He shook his head as if he thought it was funny, "I'll wait for you here, you can go in by yourself." ”

It turns out that there is still such a rule, Feng Yin nodded, turned around and continued to walk forward.

When she walked to the arch, Feng Yin's heart was beating with excitement, and the red light reflected from the door and shone on Feng Yin's face, a little dazzling, but it inexplicably attracted her attention.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath to calm my mood, and stubbornly counted three numbers in my heart like a child, and opened my eyes and looked in at the moment when I finished counting "three".

The whole courtyard wall looks like a circle with a width of several zhang, and on the top flat table at an interval of two feet a month, a piece of stone slab platform protruding to the inner side of the courtyard is placed, and at the edge of the platform stands a stone carved hollow phoenix bird, and the phoenix bird's beak spits out a long thin chain, which hangs down to the wall below the platform, and a red paper lantern is hung at the bottom of the thin chain, emitting a warm red light. The red light at this moment came from the red lanterns.

Hundreds of red lanterns burned quietly inside the fence, illuminating the entire courtyard warmly and brightly, which was extremely gorgeous. And in the middle of the wall, the ginkgo tree, which is said to have been married, grows quietly.

Wind Whisper walked towards the tree, looking left and right with curiosity for a moment. I quietly circled around this tree, and counted the whole eleven steps, which shows how magnificent this tree is.

This ginkgo tree is large and has lush branches. The dense branches spread out in all directions, covering almost half of the courtyard, and at a height of the hand, each branch was hung with concentric knots woven with red silk threads, large and small, crowded with a tree, like a red flower, but also a different kind of beauty.

Feng Yin raised his hand to touch a few concentric knots beside his head, imagining the scene of their owners standing under the tree and sincerely praying for "I wish to win the hearts of one person, and the white heads will not be separated", and couldn't help but show a smile, as if he also felt the sweetness and shyness of sincerity. Probably, marrying a single-minded person is the greatest expectation of a woman in the world.

So, what about yourself, and what kind of people will you meet?

As soon as his mind moved, Feng Yin suddenly thought of his own eyes. A bitter sadness welled up in his heart, and Feng Yin quickly lowered his hand as if he was ashamed, lowered his eyes, and did not dare to defile the happiness of others again.

Didn't you already understand that these red eyes blocked all the way to happiness.

What a marriage, what a single-minded person! After being in the house like this, this life may already be the best fate for yourself, so why come here to deceive yourself.

Swallowing deeply the resentment that was about to erupt, Feng Yin put the concentric knot in his hand into his arms.

Unwilling to come for nothing but do nothing, Feng Yin thought for a while, reached out and neatly untied the goose-yellow silk ribbon that tied his hair, stood on tiptoe and hung it on the highest branch he could touch, and carefully tied a bow.

As if he had finally suppressed that resentment, Feng Yin smiled at the hairband and highlighted his breath.

The heart suddenly became pious, as if worshipping the Buddha, his hands were folded, and Feng Yin closed his eyes and whispered a prayer: "The letter girl Feng Yin, here sincerely pray to the Snow Maiden, willing to stay away from the troubles and live a dull life." ”

As soon as the sound of the wind groaning fell, she heard a muffled "bang" behind her, as if the sound of something falling from a high place, startled her to turn around, hurriedly took a step back vigilantly, and widened her eyes in the direction where the sound came.

His eyes were fixed on that direction, and he shouted, "Who is it!"

After waiting for a long time and no response, Feng Yin didn't dare to let down his vigilance, but he couldn't keep standing still. After thinking about it again and again, Feng Yin decided that he should go over and have a look, after all, there was only one way to get out.

So he gritted his teeth and clenched his fists, and Wind Groan walked carefully in the direction where the voice came from.

With every step I take, my heart beats violently, but there has been no movement around me. The closer he walked, the clearer he became, and after taking five steps, Feng Yin finally saw the falling object by the light of the lantern----- A white porcelain shard. There was also an irregular circle of dark shadows on the ground next to the broken porcelain pieces, as if some liquid had been sprinkled, and with the thick aroma of wine emanating from the surrounding air, Feng Yin concluded that the white porcelain pieces should have been a wine vessel.

Wine vessels, wild cats and wild dogs don't have such things. Feng Yin was shocked, and he didn't care about it anymore, so he immediately ran in the direction of the arch with great energy.

Before he could run a few steps, a deep voice sounded behind him, "You don't have to run, I won't hurt you." The voice swirled in the dark red light and shadow, unfamiliar, but it diluted the fog of fear like clear rain.

The unknown has always been the most frightening, so when Feng Yin heard the sound that was not a threat, he calmed down, and couldn't help but stop, turning his head curiously in the direction from which the sound came.

At this time, a tall man appeared under the originally empty tree, the man was dressed in black, and the position of his chest was hidden under the black shadow, and his face could not be seen clearly.

Feng Yin saw that he didn't move, and he didn't seem to have any bad intentions, so he whispered, "Excuse me from drinking, I... I'll leave right away. Then he turned around again.

The man seemed to raise his head and look at the tree, and his deep voice came again: "It's okay, this is the place to pray for the woman." ”

Maybe the weather was too cold, maybe the night was too dark, or maybe the way he stood there was too cold, and the wind was so far away from the ground, he could hear the slightest taste of sadness in that voice.

After he finished speaking, he took two steps forward, walked to the ribbon hanging by the wind, reached out and touched the chic bow on the branch, and said, "You are different. ”

Wind Yin thought, he probably heard his own wishes. So he didn't deliberately hide it, "I don't ask for marriage, so naturally I don't need concentric knots." ”

The man turned his head to look at the wind, his voice was as cold as autumn frost, "Marriage? Hmph, how many women in the world are obsessed with love, but how many people know that this love will be the most harmful poison." ”

Feng Yin didn't understand love, let alone what he said, but vaguely felt that his voice was dangerous, and he inexplicably didn't want to stay longer. So he subconsciously took a step back and said, "I've asked for everything I should have begged for, and it's time to go, so I won't bother you." Without waiting for him to reply, he quickly turned around and was about to leave.

The man's voice rang out again, but it was suddenly as cold as winter frost, "She used to like to come here in the middle of the night, around this tree, and keep going in circles. ”

Feng Yin was stunned, she, who is she?

Then his words came again, "She always likes to wear white clothes, just like you." ”

Somehow, his heart jumped, and Feng Yin felt his gaze fall on him, and his skin instantly tingled with fear. Wind Yin turned to look at him, but found that he had come behind him at some point.

At this point, all the feelings that filled my mind turned to fear.

"Ahh

The fear deepened, and Feng Yin hurriedly looked to both sides, trying to search for his figure, but heard his cold voice coming from all around, "When you came in, I thought she was back, dressed in white and circling around the tree, just like she was back then." ”

The voice was like a ghostly moan, tickling the wind's tense but fragile nerves. Deep fear surrounded the wind, and she had only one thought at this time, escape!

didn't bother to look at it, and didn't care about it, Feng Yin quickly turned around and ran towards the door, just thinking about running out at the moment, and he must run out.

After running a few steps with all his might, the arch seemed to be in front of him, and he was just relieved, but his body was dragged back by a strong force, and he struggled but couldn't break free, and the soles of his feet wanted to grasp the ground but left only a long dirt mark, and the wind wanted to scream, but before he could call out, he was dragged by this force, and his back hit the thick trunk of the ginkgo tree.

It hurts, the force of the impact spreads from the back to the whole body, and the pain is so bad that I can't even make a sound, but I am limited by the force, and I can only lean against the trunk of the tree and let out a low grunt in pain.

After the violent pain, Feng Yin thought of the uncle outside the hospital, wanted to call for help to him, wanted him to save himself, and thought that maybe he could be louder so that the uncle could hear it.

But as soon as I opened my mouth, I felt as if something was being flicked in my throat, and I only felt a sudden pain, and my voice was stuck in my throat, and I couldn't even spit out a word.

The man suddenly appeared in front of Feng Yin, his tall figure obscuring the light, casting a large icy shadow on Feng Yin's body. Feng Yin wanted to look up at him, but he couldn't see his face clearly against the light, and could only feel a blurry, death-like black.

Feng Yin became more and more frightened, and his heart beat like a drum, but he could only clench his fists tightly to prevent himself from crying.

Then his voice rang out, "Why did you come at night, huh?"

As soon as he finished speaking, he grabbed Feng Yin's neck and forced her to look up.

His hands were cold, so cold that he was so cold that he was even more frightened.

He lowered his head to look at Feng Yin's face, and was stunned the moment his eyes met, and after a while, he snorted coldly as if he understood, "Blood Pupil, no wonder you came at night." ”

With that, he let go of Feng Yin's neck, and Feng Yin felt that the force that was holding him against the tree also disappeared suddenly, and he was originally leaning on the tree with that strength, and he fell down unsteadily, and fell to the ground in an instant.