In the village, the doors and windows of every house are closed, and you can faintly feel the hateful gaze.

Yan Shan doesn't care. In his eyes, those people should be killed, and he has his own principles.

In the courtyard, the two old men had barely pieced together the bodies of Zhao Youshan and his wife, covering them with a white cloth, which was covered with bloodstains.

The rest of the bodies had been taken away, leaving only blood stains everywhere.

When the sister and brother walked into the courtyard, they saw the two bodies covered with white cloths, and they were instantly stunned. Immediately afterwards, the heart-rending cry sounded again, and the tears were like the Yellow River bursting its banks, and it was out of control. His legs involuntarily ran towards the two corpses.

Yan Shan knelt on one knee and hugged the sister and brother into his arms. There was no explanation or comfort, he didn't say a word, just hugged them tightly, and let them struggle and fight in his arms. He didn't want his siblings to see the tragic death of his father and mother, who had passed away, so he would leave the best memories.

The two old men came to Yan Shan and seemed to have something to say.

Yan Shan said softly: "It's okay for the two old men to talk. ”

An old man said, "I hope that when the son leaves, he will take these two poor children with him." ”

Yan Shan knew in his heart that many people had died in the village, all because of him. The people in the village dare not be angry with him, and they will inevitably be angry with Zhao Youshan's family. He said softly: "Don't worry, old man, I will definitely raise their sister and brother to adulthood." ”

The old man bowed slightly, and said in a deep voice: "Dare to ask the son, can the husband and wife be cremated?"

Yan Shan instantly understood. The old man was worried that the villagers would dig up the grave and whip the corpse, so that the deceased would be humiliated again. He only felt mixed feelings in his heart, and he couldn't help but feel sad.

The old man did not speak again, but waited quietly.

After a long time, Yan Shan let out a long sigh and said slowly: "Then please leave it to the two old men!"

The land of right and wrong should not be left for a long time.

Yan Shan pulled the sister and brother, and the group of four left the village.

They didn't go far, because Yanshan couldn't hold it anymore.

Unconsciously, the last rays of the sunset disappeared.

By a river, the flames were burning, warming the body, but the heart was still cold.

Yan Shan sat cross-legged and closed his eyes to breathe.

The siblings had dried their tears and leaned together, staring at the flames in a daze.

The white book tree was turning four fish, and a faint fragrance was already emanating from it. He looked playful and self-deprecating.

After a while, the fish was cooked.

Bai Shushu casually handed one to each of the sisters and brothers.

The sister and brother took the grilled fish, and without saying a word, they opened their mouths and bit it. No surprise, it burned to the mouth. As if they were unconscious, they remained silent.

Bai Shushu saw it in his eyes, but just shook his head lovingly. After that, he called softly, "Brother Yan!"

Yan Shan slowly opened his eyes and said with a light smile: "Brother Bai has worked hard!"

"It's just a gesture. Between the words, Bai Shushu casually handed Yan Shan a grilled fish.

Yan Shan took the grilled fish, blew it with his mouth, and ate it in a big gulp. After a series of fierce battles, he was really hungry.

Soon after, the siblings fell asleep after eating the grilled fish and drinking some water. Suddenly and exhausted, they are already teetering on the brink of collapse. They are still children after all, and they hope that, when they wake up, everything is just a nightmare......

At this time, Yan Shan had regained some strength. He was grateful to Bai Shushu, since some things have to be faced sooner or later, it is better to choose a day than to hit the day, and it will be tonight. He looked at Bai Shushu and said in a deep voice, "Brother Bai, I want to tell you something. ”

Bai Shushu smiled indifferently and said casually: "Listen to me." ”

Yan Shan raised his head and looked up at the endless night sky, his eyes became blurred, and he seemed to be caught in the memory of Zheng He said slowly: "The scientific name of my martial arts is 'Killing Sword Technique', and this is a road of no return. The sword is a weapon that exists purely for the purpose of killing, the king of a hundred soldiers, the supreme and noble, once unsheathed, you must go all out. Over the years, I have been ruthless with my sword, and I have killed countless people, but there is one person that I regret to this day. ”

Bai Shushu's eyes were slightly closed, and he looked sad.

Yan Shan sighed lightly and continued: "It was three years ago, in Zhongnan County, in order to avenge my hatred, I washed Hutou Mountain with blood. At the foot of Hutou Mountain, there was another fierce battle, with two hundred beheaded. In the end, I will also kill the perpetrator by the sword. However, I know in my heart that there is a senior who has never made a move. In order to defeat him, I did everything I could, but I didn't expect that the senior had never thought of being my enemy, let alone killing me for the initiator. That senior was open-minded, repaid grievances with virtue, and interpreted the mysterious afterimage body method in the form of great truth, and did not hesitate to cost my life to let me experience the true mound of the afterimage body method changing between the virtual and the real."

Unconsciously, tears moistened his eyes.

Yan Shan took a deep breath, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes with his sleeve, and muttered: "That predecessor is a noble person, his heart and courage are beyond my reach, and I have the grace to teach art, therefore, I buried that predecessor in the back mountain of the Taiping Palace in the Shangqing Dynasty, and the inscription on the tablet reads - The tomb of the unknown old man of the ancestor is not a disciple of Yan Mountain." ”

The four eyes were facing each other, and their faces were full of tears.

Bai Shushu said softly: "That senior's name is Jiang Taixu, and he is one of the eight elders of the Yin Yang Sect. He used the positive and negative true qi to hedge and create an afterimage body method, which is endlessly mysterious. In the Yin-Yang Sect, there are only seven people who are qualified to cultivate the Afterimage Body Method. ”

Hearing this, gratitude and guilt were intertwined, and Yan Shan's expression was complicated. He was silent and relieved. Since the road ahead must be unstoppable, he calmly faced him and said in a deep voice: "Before, I saw Brother Bai perform the Afterimage Body Method, but because of his concerns, he didn't tell him frankly, and I hope Brother Bai will forgive me!"

Bai Shushu smiled indifferently and asked casually, "Don't you have any worries at this time?"

Yan Shan said frankly: "Naturally, there are still some. However, I believe in the White Brothers. ”

Bai Shushu laughed at himself and said lightly: "Actually, when Brother Yan left Chang'an City, I was already far behind you. ”

Yan Shan was not surprised, and said with a wry smile: "I know that someone has been following. The reason why he fainted in front of the village was because he was depressed and sleepy, and he was also tempting to follow people. ”

Bai Shushu just smiled and said casually: "There are others who have been following from a distance. As for whether it is friend or foe, I don't know. ”

Yan Shan's eyes were blazing, and he said in a deep voice: "If what I expected is not bad, everything that happened in the village, those are the initiators. ”

Bai Shushu asked casually, "How can I confirm it?"

Yan Shan smiled lightly: "Tomorrow will know." ”

Before you know it, the night is late and a chill hits.

The white book tree added some dry wood to the fire.

Yan Shan took off his robe and draped it over the two sisters and brothers, with a look of pity.

At this time, Bai Shushu sighed lightly and said slowly: "I will truthfully return to Elder Jiang's death. ”

Yan Shan smiled and nodded, and said softly: "Thank you!"