It's mid-August, on the eve of a full moon night.

The fiery red sun slowly rises from the east, and the first rays of morning light shine into the world, bringing not warmth, but a trace of fresh coolness and the original solemn atmosphere of autumn.

A black-clad man in a robe, leading a white horse, walked slowly through the woods to the top of the mountain.

The mountain wind gusts, the withered yellow leaves disappear with the wind, and drift down the mountain faintly, adding a bit of depression to the top of the North Mountain.

"Jingle Bell......

A small red bell hangs around the neck of the white horse, which is ingenious and delicate, and it vibrates to make a crisp and pleasant sound, which makes people feel refreshed when they hear it.

On the other hand, the white horse's complexion is sleepy and tired, and a pair of eyes that desperately want to close, as if telling the tiredness of the journey for several days. And its owner, dressed in black like ink, wears a black hat, and a thin black veil hangs down the edge of the hat, covering the mysterious face.

The man in black walked with a steady pace, carrying his back with one hand and holding the reins with the other. On his body, there is a faint eerie aura.

After a while, the man in black walked up to the top of the mountain, only to see him standing with his hands in his hands, bowing his head and staring deeply down the mountain, as if looking for something......

The cool breeze is blowing, and the black gauze is crumbs.

The man in black looked down like this for a long time, and he didn't feel a little stunned......

And the place where the man in black stared at was Yancheng, which was shrouded in a faint morning mist.

Yancheng is a vast land, surrounded by mountains on three sides, and is the world's premier city today. The eastern part of the city is a lush bamboo forest, in which the ravines are horizontal and inaccessible, so it has become particularly gloomy. From the top of the mountain, there is only the moat, which is faintly submerged into this strange bamboo forest.

Although Yancheng is rich, it is isolated from the world, and does not interact with the outside world, but it has a paradise situation, which is really "a city is safe, and the world is safe".

And at this moment, the black-clothed man standing on the top of Beishan Mountain looked down like this for a long time before he slowly came back to his senses. In the troubled times, the common people are hungry, I wonder if he also yearns for this scene of the city's people?

Suddenly, a soft sigh came from under the black veil of the man in black, which seemed to have endless meaning.

I saw him turn his head, facing the white horse, stretching out his hand and gently caressing the white horse's neck, and the white horse flicked its tail from time to time, lowered its head, and ate the grass under its feet, without the slightest care.

"Mo'er! that person really lives up to his reputation......" The man in black suddenly spoke, his tone full of gloom.

This sentence seemed to be said to the white horse in front of him, but the white horse did not seem to move, flicking his tail and eating the grass on the ground. The rough palm of the man in black still caressed the mane on the back of the white horse, as if caressing his beloved woman, so loving, so soft......

After a while, there was another low sigh, the man in black covered his face with a black veil, and he couldn't see what his expression was, only to see his hand caressing the mane on the back of the white horse, and suddenly clenched into a fist, and the white horse felt pain when he landed, Huo Ran raised his head and screamed, but he was powerless to struggle.

Then I heard the man in black say viciously: "If he is not the murderer of you, then we ......" He said halfway, but stopped again, suddenly lowered his head, seemed to groan for a moment, but his tone was much softened, and then said: "We...... Definitely for the best...... Friends. ”

This sentence was said very slowly, as if mixed with the regret, pain and even resentment of the man in black.

It's just that who cares about the joys and sorrows of the troubled times, the miserable wind and rain? In the eyes of the common people, I am afraid that being able to survive until tomorrow is the greatest happiness......

Yancheng, in Fuzhong.

At dawn, a few starlight spots can be faintly seen in the sky.

A dull sound of "squeak ......" broke the quiet courtyard of Yufu, and the door of Yufu was pushed open, and a young girl in a purple dress walked in, looking about thirteen or fourteen years old, with jade-like skin and picturesque eyebrows, with a smile on the corner of her mouth, and her steps walked in briskly.

She looked around, then walked down the steps and into the courtyard.

The inner courtyard of the mansion is spacious, only a stone table and a few stone benches are furnished, the front and the left side are a large tile house, there is a corridor in front of the house, and the right side is a brick wall, in the middle is a round door made of stone, looking inside, the green willows are shady, the rockery is abrupt, there is a small stream flowing slowly under the stone arch bridge, the breeze blows, the willows are still around, the scenery is quite beautiful, and there is a garden inside.

But the girl seemed to know the scene for a long time, and he looked around, and when he saw no figure, he put his hands to his mouth and exclaimed, "Yu Shuang-". The girl's voice was childish and sweet, euphemistic, but she was answered by a burst of early morning silence.

The door of the inner room was hidden, the girl frowned slightly, looked up, and saw through the crack in the door that the bedding inside was neatly stacked, and her heart moved, and she had already guessed that the person she was looking for was no longer in the room. She pondered for a moment, and then said, "You come out quickly, I can see you, if I catch you, I can make you look good......"

The girl screamed and looked around. The courtyard was still empty......

After a while, there was still no figure coming out, and the girl sighed softly, and her beauty wrinkled, showing a look of disappointment on her face. She stomped her foot and pursed her mouth, as if she was a little angry.

Turning around, the girl was about to leave, and scolded in a low voice: "Damn Yu Shuang, I came to see him as soon as I came back, but he was fine, and he didn't know where he had gone?"

Just as the girl was about to step up the steps, there was a sudden "hey" sound behind her. The abrupt cry sounded rather rapid and a little strange. This voice was familiar to the purple-clothed girl, but she was also startled by this sudden cry, and when she turned around and fixed her eyes on the lawn inside the stone gate, she said in surprise: "Xue Ying, what are you doing?"

The Xueying in the mouth of the purple-clothed girl is the youngest daughter of Yu Jianghe, one of the "Four Masters of Yancheng" - Yu Xueying.

What caught the girl's eyes was a red figure, the little girl she called Xueying was kneeling on the lawn inside the stone gate on the right, a pair of white little hands stacked together, covering the grass in front of her, two black pigtails on her shoulders, a pair of bright eyes staring at the back of her hand without blinking, after hearing the girl in purple call her, she raised her head, glanced at the girl in purple with a look on her face, and then lowered her head again, staring intently at the little hands covering the ground.

The purple-clothed girl frowned slightly, as if she was puzzled, so she walked over, stared at the place where Yu Xueyin's hand was covered, and said suspiciously: "Xueying, what are you covering with your hand?"

Yu Xueying raised her head, the corners of her mouth twitched, she glanced at the girl, she didn't speak, lowered her head and slowly released her hand, and the hand covering the ground was gently clenched, her expression also looked serious and weird, and her every movement looked very careful.

Finally, the solemn look on her face gradually faded, replaced by a smile like a peach and plum, her jade hand slowly clenched into a fist, suddenly flipped over, her eyes lit up, and she said happily: "Caught, caught ......."

When she spread out her palm, the purple-clothed girl looked at it and almost fell, it turned out that Yu Xueying's hand was holding a gray cricket, with fat limbs and a gray head. The girl in purple was stunned, glared at Yu Xueying, and said angrily: "Really, I thought it was a good thing, it turned out to be a broken cricket......"

Yu Xueying snorted, raised her head and pouted, "It's all your fault, Sister Ziyi, I almost couldn't catch the Cricket King." After speaking, he pursed his mouth and lowered his head to look at the cricket in his hand with joy, stretched out his onion-like fingers, and showed an innocent smile, which was provocative and lower than Mianmian.

"Where's your second brother?" the girl she called Ziyi, a beautiful girl dressed in purple, suddenly asked. She is also one of the "Four Masters of Yancheng", Ouyang Nuo's daughter, named Ouyang Ziyi.

"Do your homework in the back garden. Yu Xueying replied without raising her head, her eyes were full of cricket shadows, which showed that her love for this "cricket king" was beyond words.

Ouyang Ziyi didn't seem surprised at all by Xue Ying's reaction, she glared at Yu Xue Ying, frowned, and said, "Cut, it's so naïve." ”

After speaking, he straightened up and walked to the back garden, but before he had taken two steps, he felt that his feet slipped, as if he was stepping on a stick, and he did not stand firmly, and then he only heard a scream of "oops!", Yu Xueying turned his head to look, laughed, and gloated.

On the other hand, Ouyang Ziyi fell heavily on the lawn, although she couldn't say that she had gold stars in her eyes, she could also hear a "plop", and it was obviously not light. Ouyang Ziyi, who was in shock, sat up slowly, her long hair looked quite messy, she frowned, her face was bitter, and she had an expression of wanting to cry without tears, and this expression seemed to be even more cute on her pretty face.

And what made her even more annoyed was the bursts of laughter behind her, hearing this laughter, Ouyang Ziyi immediately understood. She turned her head to look, only to see Yu Xueying kneeling on the ground, her eyes fluttering, pointing at herself with one hand, holding her stomach with the other, not far from her, laughing almost choking.

And the "cricket king" that she couldn't put down, actually put it down, and it seems that laughing at herself is even more interesting than playing with crickets.

Seeing this situation, Ouyang Ziyi's heart was even more angry, and she shouted coquettishly: "Dead girl, are you deliberately fixing me, see if I don't repair your ...... well"

As he spoke, he was about to stand up, but his legs just didn't give face, so he fell a little, and his heart was annoyed, and he forgot the pain for a while. The annoyance in my heart and the pain in my legs are intertwined at this moment, but I am very helpless. I had to think about it in my heart, hold my leg first, wait for a while, it won't hurt, and educate this disobedient and ignorant sister in the past......

Yu Xueying was laughing, and at this moment, Huo Ran stopped, as if he was suddenly choked by something......

Ouyang Ziyi seemed to be a little uncomfortable by this abrupt move. She pursed the corners of her mouth, raised her head and glanced at Yu Xueying with a hint of doubt, and was attracted by her actions.

Seeing that Yu Xueying's pretty face suddenly sank, staring at her like a fish, Ouyang Ziyi was puzzled in her heart.

Yu Xueying's appearance is quite delicate, but she is three years younger than Ouyang Ziyi, and her childish little face is full of innocent and lively colors, but this seemingly dull expression seems to have never been seen in Ouyang Ziyi's impression.

But looking at her next move, it made Ouyang Ziyi's heart feel a little soothed.

I saw Yu Xueying slowly stand up, look at Ouyang Ziyi's holding leg with a blank expression, and slowly move her steps, walked over, walked to her, and slowly squatted down.

Ouyang Ziyi's heart was sweet, she raised her hand, turned her head, rolled her eyes, and sighed: "Even if you still have some conscience, forget it, adults don't care about villains, sister, I don't blame ......"

Just talked for a long time, and no one came to help her hand hanging in the air, Ouyang Ziyi was suspicious in her heart, turned her head, and just saw this scene, which almost made her leg like a needle prick again.

Yu Xueying squatted in front of her, picked up a small jar out of nowhere, looked up and down, and carefully looked at the contents of the jar without blinking, but she didn't even glance at herself.

......

Ouyang Ziyi's pretty face immediately sank, and she was about to get angry, but she was attracted by the small jar in Yu Xueying's hand. I saw this small transparent jar, which contained half a jar of crickets, large and small, and of different sizes. Ouyang Ziyi suddenly understood, obviously it was this damn broken jar that fell on herself, so naturally she wouldn't have any good feelings about this half jar of crickets. She stretched out her hand to snatch back the damn jar that was close at hand, but when her hand was only halfway out, she didn't know that Yu Xueying jumped up violently as if she had been electrocuted, her expression returned to normal, and she yelled.

Yu Xueying pointed at Ouyang Ziyi with one hand, her expression was excited, she stomped her feet and shouted with red ears: "The sixth is not moving, the sixth is not moving, the sixth is dead, it is not moving, you quickly compensate my sixth child, compensate my sixth child, woo woo woo woo ......" said and cried.

Ouyang Ziyi looked at Yu Xueying with a stunned expression, as if it was she who should be angry. I was thrown by this inexplicable jar, and my leg still hurts, how can I look at Yu Xueying's face, as if I have lost a piece of meat.

Before Ouyang Ziyi could figure it out, Yu Xueying wiped her tears on the side and cried loudly, and this sad expression didn't seem to be pretending. Ouyang Ziyi knows Xue Ying's temperament well, she knows that this little girl loves to play pranks, and she doesn't know how many times she has been played by this ghost girl, so it is reasonable to be vigilant.

Yu Xueying's blood-red sleeves were dyed crimson by tears in a moment.

Ouyang Ziyi was stunned, as if she had thought of something, and said softly, "Who is the sixth child?"

Yu Xueying cried, took a step forward, put the jar in her hand in front of Ouyang Ziyi's eyes, pointed to a cricket lying in the jar with her head unmoving, and shouted hysterically: "It was killed by you, you quickly compensate me, compensate me, compensate me......"

Ouyang Ziyi was suffocated, in the eyes of this girl, she was actually not as good as a broken cricket, she didn't get angry at the moment, she stood up all of a sudden (she forgot the pain in her legs), raised her beauty, and said with her hands on her waist: "I thought why, didn't I just step on a broken cricket, do you need to be so chirping, it's because of this broken cricket, my legs still hurt!"

Yu Xueying was half a head lower than Ouyang Ziyi, but she didn't show weakness, snorted heavily, wrapped her arms around her chest, and shouted loudly: "You deserve it, pay quickly, pay ...... quickly", after speaking, her neck was twisted, and her mouth was small, but she didn't pay attention to her.

And Yu Xueying was angry at the moment, but she forgot a major event, and this shouting brought her the most feared thing in her heart without realizing it......

"Ying'er, do you want to be struck?......" From the courtyard, a slightly sullen middle-aged young woman's voice suddenly came.

Yu Xueying was like a thunderbolt on a sunny day, and suddenly came back to her senses, she should have been reading and learning words in the study, but because of her greed for fun, she secretly ran to the garden.

As soon as he thought of this, he even put aside the life and death of the sixth child for a while, where did he still have the heart to quarrel with Ouyang Ziyi. wiped the tears from her pretty face at the moment, hurriedly threw the jar full of crickets in her hand into the grass, and her heart went up and down, she glanced at Ouyang Ziyi and walked towards the yard, but after only taking two steps, she felt that there was a person standing in front of her, and the two looked at the door together, the difference was that Ouyang Ziyi smiled, and Yu Xueying's face sank, suffocated, and slowly lowered her head.

At the stone gate, I don't know when there is a beautiful woman standing, white clothes like snow, skin like condensation, pearl and green head, excellent demeanor, quite dusty. And the words that made Yu Xueying shudder were from the mouth of this woman.

The beautiful young woman glanced at the two of them, and when her eyes fell on Ouyang Ziyi's face, she showed a faint smile, and the two looked at each other and smiled, which was regarded as a greeting. When it fell on Yu Xueying's face, her complexion suddenly sank. The young woman glared at Yu Xueying, and said angrily: "Why don't you go to the study quickly, why are you stunned there?"

And this beautiful young woman is naturally Yu Xueying's mother-Liu Mo.

Yu Xueying's body shook immediately, and then she came back to her senses, and a long sigh grew in her heart, it seemed that this board had escaped. Yu Xueying was clever and clever, and she didn't hesitate at the moment, and ran quickly to the study. When she passed by her mother's side, her back suddenly cooled, and she secretly glanced at her mother, only to see her mother looking ahead with a smile on her face.