In the early morning of the second day, Xue Ding, as usual, took the farm tools made the day before to the town to trade, and before leaving, he went to see Xue Ying.

Xue Ying likes to lie in bed on weekdays, and when she went to look today, the girl was still in the quilt and didn't get up. Schröding warmed his breakfast in the pot, and then went out with a heavy bag.

Here, Xue Ding went out with his front feet, and Xue Ying had already got out of the quilt here. She changed her clothes early in the morning and waited for her brother to leave home.

Her eyes were red, and she knew at a glance that she had just cried, thinking that although this little girl had the determination to leave home, she also had the reluctance to part, especially to leave this brother who had brought her up with hard work since childhood, she always felt very guilty in her heart.

Leaving his bedroom, Xue Ying went directly to his brother's room, opened Xue Ding's bed very familiarly, reached out on the bed board and gently groped for a while, found a copper ring, and opened the dark compartment under the bed with a bang.

There are two boxes in the compartment, one is a red brocade box and the other is a black wooden box.

Xue Ying knew that there was a knife in each of these two boxes, the red brocade box was much larger than the black wooden box, she had seen the knife there, it was an extremely powerful knife, the blade was as bright as a mirror, but it reflected a human figure, and there were hideous alien beast patterns on the knife body, and my brother said that it had a name, called Ba Sheng.

However, her brother didn't let her get too close to this knife since she was a child, saying that the Basheng knife was too fierce and easy to hurt people's lives, so it was sealed in a red brocade box all day long.

As for the black wooden box, Xue Ying was more familiar with it, and there was a Yan Battle Knife there. It was worn by her brother when he was a lieutenant in the Iron Cloak Army, and later when her brother left the Iron Cloak Army, he took it out together. When he was young, he followed his brother to practice knife skills, Xue Ying used a wooden knife, and then gradually his knife skills became smaller, in order to condense the knife intent, Xue Ding handed over this Yan Zhan knife to Xue Ying.

It's just that Xue Ying was young and ignorant at that time, and often ran around with a knife, which also caused a lot of trouble, which was confiscated by Xue Ding and resealed in the box.

Xue Ying didn't touch the red brocade box, she also knew that the Basheng Knife was far stronger than the Yan Zhan Knife, but she also knew that with her cultivation, if she picked up the Basheng Knife, she was afraid that she would not have time to hurt others, so she would hurt herself first.

So Xue Ying took the black wooden box with her, and before leaving, she finished the breakfast her brother had prepared for her, and finally left a letter on the table, and left the house in tears.

Xue Ying left, left this town, left the Yan Kingdom, and went to the distant Qin Kingdom.

Looking at the back of Xue Ying leaving, Meng Juntong couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed.

This is not a dream she weaves, she is just piecing together some memories shared by Xue Ding and Xue Ying.

This process also allows the brother and sister to understand each other's experiences at that time, and only in this way can they achieve the ultimate goal of empathy with each other.

Meng Juntong changed the scene, the memory line pulled, Xue Ding returned home after selling farm tools, and saw the letter left by Xue Ying on the table, and suddenly felt that the situation was wrong, and Fei also seemed to rush into her bedroom, except for a few clothes he carried with him, and some silver coins were entangled, Xue Ying didn't take anything away.

Then went to her bedroom, the bed Xue Ying had already helped her re-make it, Xue Ding opened the dark pavilion, and saw that there was only a lonely red brocade knife box left, and the black wood knife box had already been taken away by Xue Ying.

Xue Ding came out of the room in despair, sat down at the table and opened Xue Ying's letter.

A line of neat and powerful handwriting appeared in front of Xue Ding's eyes, and I am afraid that few people could have thought that this handwriting would be the handwriting of a young girl.

She has been practicing knives since she was a child, and she is so strong that she is afraid that she is a strong man among her peers, and there are few who can excel.

The letter was not long, it was only half a piece of paper, and Schröding's eyes gradually turned red when he looked at it.

'Brother Himself:

Brother, please forgive Sakura for not saying goodbye, thirteen years of nurturing kindness, Sakura remembers it, but the country is hated by the family, although Sakura is a daughter, she also wants to do something.

I still remember when my brother joined the Iron Cloth Army, he once carried a Yan knife and told me that this is the hope for the revival of the Yan Kingdom, and the light flashing in your eyes at that time is still vivid in my mind until now.

But since the defeat of the Longxi Plain, you have refused to wear the swallow sword, and then you have taken me out of the army, and have come to this town to open a blacksmith shop, and live an ordinary life, and since then, I have not seen that light in your eyes.

I asked you why, but you just wouldn't say. Later, on Brother Nangong's side, I learned some truths about the Battle of the Longxi Plain.

I began to understand your anger, your helplessness, your unwillingness and even your despair.

Brother, how strong our Yan Kingdom used to be, the iron army was proud of the Central Plains, and the iron-clad warriors were in all directions. Our Yan people are full of the blood of the brave.

Those in power, bear us and abandon us, this is certainly chilling, but this is not the reason for us to give up Yan Kingdom.

Leaving the Yan army and watching the horseshoe of Zhao State trample through the capital of the Yan king, Sakura knows that your heart is more painful than anyone else, and your guilt and self-blame can only be vented and poured into the furnace after furnace of molten iron.

Since you don't want to hang a swallow sword in this life, then as the only sister of the former iron-clad captain, I will draw the sword for you and fight to wash away your guilt for this country.

If I can come back alive, I will definitely let everyone in Yan know that this Yan war knife in my hand belongs to an iron-clad military captain named Xue Ding!"

After reading the letter left by Xue Ying, Xue Ding's eyes were red and he was silent for a long time.

Of course, Meng Juntong also saw the content of the letter on the side, she really didn't expect that this thirteen-year-old Xue Ying would have such a strong and cold backbone.

Xue Ding folded the letter carefully, hid it in his chest, silently turned around and entered the house, took out the red brocade knife box from the dark compartment, and simply packed up some fine softness, and went out.

On this day, the brother and sister left the town one after another, morning and evening.

It's just that the two of them took two completely different paths, one went to the Qin State, and the other went to the Zhao State.

At this point in my memory, the two sides are separated independently, and there is no intersection.

Meng Juntong lightly tapped the Ming Soul Ancient Lantern with his fingertips, and the next step was to start the official dream weaving.

The prelude overture is carried out perfectly, so it depends on Meng Juntong's next.

"Sakura-chan, you can come out. Meng Juntong made a gesture, and a cloud of mist rose around her body, and soon condensed into a human form.

"Sister, I'm here. ”

Meng Juntong nodded: "Come down, I'm going to start weaving dreams, you play yourself directly in the dream, this dream is very important to your brother, before the dream, you must not show flaws." ”