After eating noodles, Yin Youcheng went to the kitchen to tinker for a while. Holding a bowl of hot noodles, he went upstairs, knocked on the door of the white clothes of the night, and said, "Sir, you haven't slept yet, have you?"

"The door is unlocked. ”

Yin Youcheng pushed the door in, and saw Ye Baiyi sitting in front of the bed meditating, so he put his face in front of Ye Baiyi, sat aside, and waited quietly for Ye Baiyi to come out.

After a long time, Yin Youcheng sat in place and fell asleep, and took advantage of his wakeness to glance at Ye Baiyi, and found that the latter still had his eyes slightly closed, and he didn't look tired. Yin Youcheng really couldn't stand it, rubbed his eyes and said, "Sir, I'm afraid I'm not asleep." ”

Unexpectedly, Ye Baiyi replied very quickly: "Yin Gongzi might as well say it directly." ”

Yin Youcheng suddenly fell asleep, carried a stool and sat in front of Ye Baiyi, and said with a grin: "Sir, you haven't eaten this day, people are iron rice and steel, how much do you eat?"

Ye Baiyi glanced at the noodles on the table and shook his head: "I don't eat at night." ”

"Ah, what a waste. ”

Yin Youcheng glanced at the face on the table with a pity on his face, then leaned on the table, hesitated for a moment and said, "Sir, are you still blaming me?"

After hearing this, Ye Baiyi simply made up his mind, and the whole person shrank back, leaned on the head of the bed, and stared at Yin Youcheng: "They are instructed by others, and their sins will not lead to death." ”

Yin Youcheng nodded: "I understand, today's thing is ...... my impulse"

Ye Baiyi looked away and said softly, "Impulse can kill?"

"Hey, hey, know, know. ”

Yin Youcheng turned sideways, put his hands in front of his forehead, and did not speak again. The two fell silent.

"Sir, do you know that you are very much like a man I know, who is just as fond of dressing all over white and carrying a bookcase around. Yin Youcheng stared at the candle flame on the table, spoke softly, and a smile gradually appeared on his face, "I hated him when I was a child, and I felt that I had to grab everything from him." No one has ever let anyone in the fight, so they fight every day. He studied literature and I studied martial arts, I looked down on those who read, he looked down on those who practiced swords, and no one could get used to anyone anyway. He is also the most free to fight with me for these heavenly principles and morality, sometimes I don't do it right, he will bring out all the Confucianism, Taoism, sages, kings, and Lao Tzu to scold me, but the mouth is no more ruthless, every time I pull out the knife, he is honest. He has been reading some poems and songs since he was a child, I disdain him, but sometimes I envy him in my heart, after all, when something doesn't go well, I can moan without illness, and I can always provoke a group of little ladies to compete for it, unlike me, I can only take the forest behind my house to vent my anger. Hehe, I remember that at that time, he was also determined to gain fame and ambition to serve the country, until his mother died, and he had no intention of pursuing a career. I sometimes inexplicably feel that things are all kinds of people, and I should be more or less infected by his crooked tendencies, and the whole person is hypocritical. He also likes to wear a sword, but his sword is just a fake romance, and the kung fu of the three-legged cat is far inferior to that of Mr. ”

He also often stands alone on the mountain to watch the sunset, and alone in the room to watch hundreds of houses. Sometimes he would take me to watch a play in the night, go to the Jinshan Temple to burn incense and worship the Buddha, and run to the front of the Qinglou to point at a group of girls, saying that those are not a peerless style. By the way, he also lost the number one beauty in the world to me, although I don't know who that woman is. Hehe, I can forget everything, I can't forget this. ”

Saying that, a smile that Yin Youcheng had never seen before appeared on his face, like Mu Dongyang.

After a while, Ye Baiyi asked, "Where is he now?"

"White Horse Mountain. ”

Night White was silent for a moment.

There is a saying in Wuzhou, the white horse has the righteousness to go to the three mountains, and the white bone is nameless in Jiang'an.

White Horse Mountain is named after the three thousand white horse righteous servants under the command of King Qin, and almost all the three thousand white horse righteous servants of the first generation are buried on the mountain. There are 100,000 graves of Northwest soldiers in the mountains, nearly half of them are nameless, and the inscription is only the year and month of death. These nearly 50,000 empty monuments are like people waiting to return, and one day there will be family members to climb the White Horse Mountain, even if heaven and man are separated, they can be expected to be reunited.

There are white horses in the army, stepping on the river of blood and drinking.

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"Sir, what is the use of reading those ancient and modern sages in the end, and in the end, life and death are up to people. There are thousands of people in the world, not all of them are a matter of one sword and one sword, even if they obey the destiny of heaven, they are only a hundred years old. You just said that Sun Fang, the auxiliary minister who lived in the temple, had the talent to go through the heavens and the earth, and when he met Zhang Yiren and Chang Geng, he was pierced through the heart by a sword, and he also understood the way of peace and government. The puff was furious, and blood splattered five steps. The scholar was angry and counted as a bird feather. But he is just an iron-clad reader, full of Confucian morality, and now he can only say that he listened to the king of Hades. ”

Yin Youcheng's smile gradually became desolate, he rubbed his eyes with both hands, and continued: "It was the people of Wuli Valley who killed him back then, and the matter in the three-inch mountain was also planned by the people of Wuli Valley. Don't say it's in the mountains today, even if it's in the downtown of Jincheng, I will draw my sword. There is a word in advance, Yin Someone must be going to Xiayang to meet the valley lord of Wuli Valley, no one can stop me, no one can stop me......"

Ye Baiyi nodded, didn't speak again, got up and went straight to the table to sit down, and picked up the bowl of noodles that had already been cold.

"It's not too early, I'm going to say goodbye first, and Mr. will rest early after eating. ”

Yin Youcheng smiled, didn't stay any longer, got up and went back to his room.

Before leaving, Ye Baiyi glanced at him, didn't think much about it, picked up chopsticks and fed a mouthful of noodles. But as soon as he took a bite, Ye Baiyi spit out all the salty mouthfuls, immediately rolled his eyes, stared at the door and said in a calm tone: "This guy ......"

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