435 Singing about wine (3)
Xia Yan was silent for a while. "I didn't say it – it's your fault. If you ask Lou Qianshan to do something for the sake of the 'Expedition of Shuangqin', I shouldn't even ask - in the end, I can't even think of Shan Jiquan, how can I blame you. ”
After a pause, his tone became heavier, "But what you are doing is not for Heizhu, not for the 'Expedition of Shuangqin' - otherwise, you should have planned to assassinate Guan Feizhi instead of trying to find out Cheng Fangyu's whereabouts." Not to mention - you have seen my original paper contract, you know, the left envoy of the tattoo dragon can only trap me in breach of trust and passivity, and I have no conceit and innocent confidence in front of Shan Heng's gaze. ”
"Okay, don't mention it, it's a failure anyway. Shen Fengming only said.
"Don't mention anything. Okra said hurriedly, "If you have anything to explain, why don't you mention it?"
"Cheng Fangyue hasn't been here since the beginning, what else to say. Everything I planned was aimed at him, if it really succeeded that day, I wouldn't have asked the Qinglong Sect to capture the handle of Heizhu - I deliberately borrowed the hands of Wu Tiantong's three people and drove them out of Heizhu first - the Taoist priest was right, I was indeed 'borrowing a knife to kill people', and I did hope that 'God would not know the ghost' - but not to clear myself, but just to avoid him. ”
"You still haven't said why you want to do it to Cheng Fangyue. Xia Yan said, "If you are trying to avenge your bones, although I don't necessarily accept this reason, I can always understand it, so I asked you what your relationship with him is." But you keep talking about it left and right, and you don't want to tell it calmly. ”
Shen Fengming said: "It's not that I have always refused to tell you, just because there are some things that I have been trying to forget all these years, if it is not for great strength, great determination, and a lot of preparation, I really can't think about it, let alone say it." ”
"When will you hide things in your heart more than I do?" Xia Yan said, "What should you hide so deeply—even me and okra won't believe it?"
"Believe in it. So—don't rush me. Let me - think and speak. ”
"You just say it slowly. ”
Shen Fengming was stunned for a while, and said, "Thoroughly—it is indeed my master." But he didn't like me to call him Master. It's like you are the same as Lingli - there is no name of master and apprentice, but the reality of master and apprentice cannot run. ”
He took a deep breath. "At that time, I was about seven or eight years old - after my father died, my mother and I left Luoyang, and together with some refugees, we went all the way south to the territory of the Great Song Dynasty, traveled through several cities, and finally arrived in Huizhou. My mother felt that this was the hinterland of the Great Song Dynasty and should be safe, so she planned to live in that area. But she wanted a quiet place, just the two of us, so she could teach me to recite the science of Yunmeng, which was difficult to find in the city, so later, we walked some more and found a village and town not far away. ”
"...... 'Remnant Town'?" Xia Yan said.
Shen Fengming's eyelids raised, probably acquiescing. "On that day, we met a few scoundrels on the way, although those people were insignificant and told my mother to run away, but after a while, more than a dozen thugs came to retaliate and provoke. Of course, it is still no match for my mother—but this time, my mother was injured.
"I helped her to get to the town, but it was getting dark. At that time, who knew that most of the people living in this town were Heizhu's killers, just because we were afraid that there would be injuries that would arouse suspicion, and we were worried that we would meet those people's accomplices again, so we were very cautious, and we didn't let anyone notice it while it was night—it was also a coincidence that Heizhu was on a "big mission", and there were few people in the whole town. We walked around, because we felt that this town was very strange and deserted, but the townspeople went to bed early, and did not pay attention to it, and found that there was a backyard door that was not latched, and my mother said that we would quietly sleep in this courtyard for one night, and leave before dawn, so that no one would find out.
"We hid in the shed in the backyard, and when it was almost dawn, I got up and saw vaguely that there was a small piece of vegetable planted at the other end of the courtyard, but the vegetable had not been cut for a long time, and had begun to die. I got bold and went into the house, and sure enough, there was no one in the house, and if I looked at the dishes, the house would have been empty for a long time.
"My mother didn't rest well at night, but her injuries were so serious that she couldn't walk for a while, so we rested in that house. There was still a lot of rice and noodles left in the house, and the bedding on the bed was intact - it really didn't look like an abandoned house. But we didn't care about a lot, and we didn't have to go out with these things, so we used other people's food to survive for several days, and then dug out the vegetables in the backyard, picked what we could use to cook and eat, and sprinkled new rapeseed in the ground. It took more than ten days for my mother's injury to improve, but no neighbor came to ask. We thought about staying here for a long time.
"But when we had made it our home, one afternoon we heard someone singing loudly in the alley outside. At first, we didn't take it seriously, and it wasn't without laughter and noise outside, and it wasn't strange that there were sounds. But the man sang outside the door, and suddenly he pushed the door open and broke in. We sat in the front hall and were startled.
"The man—staggering, as if drunk, we saw him, and before he could see us, he staggered in through the patio singing a song. My mother hurriedly took me up and avoided the shadow of the side wall, thinking that the hall would be darker, and he might not notice the sides when he was drunk. Sure enough, the man went into the front hall, facing the wall at the bottom of the hall, singing and drinking for a while. He sang the Huizhou Township tune, and I only understood two sentences, 'Life is really difficult, and death is like that'. When the wine was finished, he cried against the wall, shouting, 'Brother, brother, I've come to see you!'"
Shen Fengming paused when he said this, raised the wine glass in front of him, and took a sip.
"That guy is to the bone. He continued, "The 'brother' he cried for was the original owner of the house. ”
He took another sip. "Later, I learned that the owner of this house, naturally also Heizhu's killer, died a month ago, and he missed a task alone, and there was no one to transport the body back. He may not be a very important character in Kurotake, but he saved the life of the bone, but unfortunately because of the 'big mission', he didn't come back to the town until this day half a month later. It is common for Heizhu to die alone, and he will not cry for months like a big family, and at this time, it has been a long time since this person was buried, and no one in this house will think of it, and of course he didn't expect that there would be someone else - he was also drunk, and he only cared about himself singing and crying. My mother and I had nowhere to hide for a while, so we could only watch from the sidelines.
"I don't know if I made a move unintentionally. Suddenly, I felt that we were at a moment's notice, and I couldn't see clearly how he had the dagger in his hand, and how he was so close at hand, that movement did not look like a drunk man for a moment. My mother, though she was also very skilled, was no match for a killer, and she only had time to protect me.
"Thoroughly, he pointed a dagger at my mother. At that time we thought he was the owner of the house, so my mother confessed to him, saying that she had caused trouble, that she had been wounded, and that she had been displaced and that there was no one here, so that she had taken up residence under the eaves for the time being, and if there was any disturbance, we would go away at once. I was terrified—I had never seen such a ghostly move, nor had I heard my mother speak so nervously. And when I saw him closely, his eyes were red, he was full of alcohol, and he didn't look like a normal person at all, and I don't know if I could understand my mother's words.
"He was so mad that without saying a word, he drove his dagger into the wall, and it was only a few inches away from touching my hair. Before I could come back to my senses, he began to sing again, as if—as if he had ceased to exist as if he had ceased to exist, and turned his head and walked away. At first, we didn't dare to move, but when we heard the singing far away, we realized that he had really gone out.
"My mother and I were terrified, thinking that we should leave this place, it can be seen that this place is so skillful, I know that this place is unusual, and I think that a few scoundrels can hurt us last time, and if we meet someone like him, where can we be opponents?
But before it was yet dark, the bones came back, and brought some food, and laid it on the table. He probably woke up, and when he saw that we were leaving, he said that it was not very peaceful outside, and since he was in trouble, it was better to stay here. He also said that this town is fierce, and outsiders usually dare not come. My mother and I looked at each other, and I didn't know what he meant, but my mother asked him who the people were in this town, and he didn't answer, but when he looked up and saw that the dagger was still on the wall, he went over and pulled it out, and put it on the table, and said, "Probably no one in the town will come to this house." If someone really comes, they will not dare to embarrass us when they see this dagger. ”
"That dagger ...... to the bone," Xia Yan heard this, and said, "I heard that his dagger was lost back then. That's what you mean, but the dagger is actually ......"
"Lost?" Shen Fengming chuckled, "It's not lost." The dagger has been with me since that day. I don't know—for some reason, he never mentioned us to anyone, and of course he could only say that the dagger was lost. ”