The rustle of the autumn wind sweeping away the leaves adds a touch of color to the quiet world.

Listening to the falling leaves in autumn, even very happy people will feel desolate and desolate, not to mention that the old man has just gone, and the sadness adds to the desolation, but it is more sad.

On the edge of a bulging mound in the flat ground, there were two figures, one black and one white, flying up and down, causing gusts of wind.

The autumn wind is stronger, and the sand and stones are dancing.

At the edge of the mound, a long strip of wood that had just been shaved from the new wood was shaking, and the neat handwriting carved on it made it difficult to read.

The shadows are dodging.

The white shadow clenched.

Comparing the pace of the two body methods, it is the same, and it is difficult to distinguish between them.

The black shadow could have pulled away, but it seemed to be entangled by an invisible chain, and in any case, after leaving the mound five or six feet away, it would inevitably approach the mound again.

Then, they are forced away from the mound again, then they get closer to the mound, and the cycle repeats.

In this way, the White Shadow seems to be the guardian of the mound, desperate to disperse it whenever it comes close.

Although it is not a barren mountain range, but this place is also inaccessible, this mound does not seem to be unique, the soil and rocks on it are brand new, it will never be a place where ancient treasures are buried, what is the charm that makes this mound, so yearning, so persistent?

Smack!

The long strip of wood finally struggled to stand firm in the "strong wind" and buckled forward.

The black-and-white figure beside it stopped at the same time because of this slight sound, stared sideways, and did not move.

Closer to the mound is a man in white, born with clear eyebrows and beautiful eyes, seemingly young, in fact, he has passed the age of standing, a scholar dressed like a gentle and elegant, with a wine gourd around his waist, looking unobtrusive.

Another black-robed man, who looks more like a woman, with long hair and a shawl, and a delicate look like a beautiful woman, under the eyebrows is a pair of dark purple magnificent eyes that are seductive, and his skin is fairer than snow, as if he is slightly emitting a glow, and he is born evil but not childish, and he is only twenty-eight years old.

The black-robed man stared at the wooden strip lying down, and he couldn't help but burst into tears, and his thin lips twitched with pity.

He moved an inch in the direction of the mound, and the white-clothed scholar over there followed in his direction.

He dispelled the idea of approaching the mound, moved his gaze to the white-clothed scholar, opened and closed his trembling lips with difficulty, and said in a trembling voice: "Senior brother, Shanbo knows that he is young, his knowledge is not as good as you, his knowledge is not as good as yours, and his understanding is even worse than you. Now, the master is seriously ill and has passed away, and has not yet rested, why did the senior brother want to do this fratricidal thing in front of the master's tomb, so that the master is difficult to settle down? ”

The black-robed man who claimed to be good at the white-clothed scholar stared at the eyes of the white-clothed scholar was blurred with tears, he really couldn't believe that just in front of a cup of tea, when he carved the words on the tombstone and inserted it into the tomb, this senior brother who was more than ten years older than himself would actually kill himself from behind.

The white-clothed scholar sneered lightly and said: "The master and senior brother have taught you a lot on weekdays, as long as you are in the rivers and lakes, sometimes even breathing is wrong, someone has a killing intent on you, you either escape, or be killed, or kill the person who wants to kill you, the rest of the words are empty talk." ”

Shanbo was shocked when he heard this, clenched his fists, and said, "The ...... of the same door"

Before Shanbo spit out the following words, the white-clothed scholar had already intercepted and said: "What about the friendship of the same family? The master has never taught you, is it often the people around you who will give you a fatal blow?"

Shanbo's mind was a mess, and he was speechless for a long time, and after relieving himself, he said, "The master's death?"

"The master's death is indeed his old illness, and it has nothing to do with me. ”

"My existence...... Is it really getting in your way?"

"If you say no, it's not true. ”

"The third lady of the Yin family will be ordered to go to the capital city of Youjing in the near future, and the Yin family can send a guard and a maid to accompany her. Miss Yintai is gifted and intelligent, proficient in piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, although she started as a palace maid after entering the palace, she can become a noble person in the palace sooner or later with her appearance and talent, and her guards and maids will also be contaminated with wealth and nobility.

"I have no hope of glory and wealth, but I have been wandering in the grass for decades, and I am quite looking forward to the grandeur of the court, and I really want to take this opportunity to see for a long time. ”

“...... The senior brother had this idea, so he went to talk to the master of the Yin family. ”

"That old bone is not a merciless person, after the little girl enters the palace, whether she is rich and glorious, or she is cold and lonely, she will be ruined under the walls of the imperial court in this life, after all, he will respect the last wish of the little girl in exchange for a moment of fame and fortune for the Yin family. ”

"That being the case, the senior brother asked Shanbo to bow to the master three times, and after paying the last thought, Shanbo will fly away from then on, and will never appear in the Yin family again, nor in front of the senior brother!"

The scholar in white was silent, as if he acquiesced to Shanbo's statement.

Then, Shanbo moved, and the white-clothed scholar did not move.

Shanbo walked past the white-clothed scholar, but the white-clothed scholar still didn't move.

When he knelt down for the third time, the wind in his ears rose again, and Shanbo's heart was half cold.

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The Yin family is a very ordinary small family.

The old man of the Yin family, Yinhe, is a friend of the leading secret weapon master on the rivers and lakes.

The ghost has no body and is riddled with old diseases, and he knows that his time is short, so in the past few months, he has brought two apprentices, Yi Wusheng and Shanbo, one big and one small, to harass in the music house for a long time, just to talk about this life with the same sound and celebrate the last Shaoguang.

Coincidentally, there is no book, and Shanbo and Yintai, who are of the same age, have unknowingly become a pair of young confidants.

Peaceful days are always broken inadvertently.

There are three daughters in the house of the sound family, and the outstanding daughter of the sound platform is unknown why it was introduced into the capital, and a few days ago it was brought to the holy decree of the court, and the family was quite happy, and they all pointed to the little daughter to ascend to the sky in one step, and blessed the Yin family.

At this time, the ghost did not calculate that his limit had come, so he ordered his two apprentices to follow him to a secluded place two days in advance, and after he died, he was quietly buried.

How do you know, at the moment after he was buried in the ground, a scene of cannibalism was staged.

Shanbo fled with serious injuries and disappeared in the rivers and lakes for a while.

Yi Wusheng got what he wanted, and accompanied the sound station to Youjing.

However, it seems to be providential, and the trip to Youjing was not smooth, and he encountered bandits all the way.

A group of officers and soldiers did not survive, and it was rumored that Yintai had lost his footing and fallen off the cliff during the escape, and his life and death were uncertain, while Yi Wusheng was nowhere to be found.

Shanbo heard about the catastrophe of Yintai's trip from somewhere, and rushed to the bottom of the cliff in the starry night to search for traces of Yintai.

After not closing his eyes for three days and three nights, he finally exhausted his strength and fainted on the edge of the stream......

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"Awake?"

Shanbo, who seemed to have been sleeping in the chaos for a long time, vaguely heard such a soft voice.

Misty eyes opened, dragging a small half of the bamboo in one hand, gently pinching the green leaves with the other, and carefully sending sweet juice and jade dew into his mouth.

A thousand words are close to his mouth, but he is unable to spit out a single word.

He wanted to smile from her.

Or because of the many days of eating, his facial muscles were very stiff, he grinned, revealing a ugly smile that did not match this delicate skin, and the final failure of the finishing touch was nothing more than this.

"You're here for me?" asked the sound, knowing he was powerless to answer.

For the first time, he stared at her eyes without shyness or shiness, staring at her jade hands, smiling, smiling all the time.

Despite that smile, it's still so ugly.

......

The bamboo horse and the green plum are not finished, and thousands of rivers and mountains are coming.

But teach the world to be chaotic, and hold the end of the world to wish love.