The lonely goose flies south from desolation,

It doesn't matter if you love and hate.

The rivers and lakes are endless,

All evil ends in desolation.

The lone goose flew away, and it didn't seek revenge......

Dugu Yan looked at its distant back, and there was infinite emotion in his heart.

He opened the letter, only to see a few lines written on it, which was written in his mother's pen, which read: "Yan'er, I don't know how good you have been outside these years......?"

Dugu Yan saw this, and with a bang in his head, he said in his heart: "My father has passed away for many years, how can my mother be pregnant again?"

He then looked down, and sure enough~ the letter said: "My mother has remarried, alas, my mother can't bear the loneliness, I'm sorry for your father." My mother is now married to a farmer, he is very kind, and my mother is also very happy. Follow him, so that you don't have to follow your father, fighting and killing all day long, running around. ”

Dugu Yan shed a tear, and then looked down: "Yan'er, you haven't found your father's murderer yet! You are a good boy, you should have your own home, don't be like your father, live only for the sword all your life. ”

Dugu Yan muttered, "Mother, how can you be like this? You don't know your father's ...... How much he loves you, how can you ......"

He was very uncomfortable, but he could only continue to read downward: "By the way, Yan'er, my mother has to tell you a not very good news." Your cousin Xiaofang she regretted her marriage, she wants to marry a businessman who does gouache business, the wedding date is set for the sixteenth of next month, she also sent an invitation to our family, my mother has no chance to go, if you have time, go to Zhangjia, Hebei to say goodbye. Also, be like a man, be generous, don't think about it. You will meet someone who belongs to you......"

Dugu Yan crumpled the letter and looked at the hunter viciously.

The hunter was a maggot-haired man, and at a glance, he knew that he stood up to the sky and the earth, and was a pure man, but now he was crying like a girl.

Dugu Yan was very curious why he was crying, so he walked over and asked, "I see that you are also like a man, so decent, what are you crying for?"

The hunter also had a letter in his hand, a letter that was exactly the same as Dugu Yan's hand. He pointed to the letter and said, "It's miserable...... The owner of this letter is miserable. His father was killed, and the revenge was not avenged, but his mother wanted to remarry, and this is not counting, his childhood sweetheart's cousin still wants to repent and remarry someone else, and he wants him to drink wedding wine, this, how can this be reasonable?"

He picked up his bow and shot at the lonely goose, but the goose was already a hundred feet away in the air at this time, and even if he was a white-clothed arrow, he couldn't shoot it.

Dugu Yan smiled bitterly and asked, "The geese have already flown away, why do you want to kill them all?"

The hunter said: "The goose and the one I just shot down are only a pair, the one I shot down is only a male goose, and the female goose must have the same letter on it.

Dugu Yan smiled bitterly: "That's its mission, as for whether the recipient is painful or not, what does it have to do with it? ”

"That's not going to work!" he said, shooting a few more arrows. But the goose was gone.

Dugu Yan sighed and said to the hunter: "It has completed its mission, even if it shoots it down at this time, it will not help." ”

The hunter was full of remorse, and sighed again and again, "It's all my fault for being too incompetent." As he spoke, he pulled out another arrow.

Dugu Yan looked at the goose on the ground, and wanted to ask him for its corpse, but at this moment he didn't need to.

An arrow, deeply embedded in the hunter's throat, killed himself.

People in the world often say: "Spring and Autumn are many righteous people", I can't imagine that there are such generous people today.

Dugu Yan picked up his corpse, carried the goose, went to the bottom of the mountain, inquired, only to know that the hunter's surname is Li, the word "Han", he has an old mother in his family, a wife and children, the wife heard the news of her husband's death, and did not rush to mourn, so she remarried, leaving only a son and an old mother.

His son is three years old and is not yet able to do it, and his mother is in her sixties and will be able to take care of the child.

Dugu Yan looked up to the sky and sighed, and buried Li Han's body with the male goose, hoping that they could be brothers in the next life, and be generous to generosity, with more blessings and less suffering.

Dugu Yan picked up the sword and robbed a rich family, of course he didn't use that sword to kill people again, he just had to threaten......

He sent the stolen money to Li Han's family, and left a letter before leaving, saying to his old mother: "When the child grows up, if he wants to take the road of rivers and lakes, let him take the letter to Dugu Mountain in Mobei to find the descendants of the emperor." ”

Then he returned to the mountain, carried Arou on his back, and set off north.

He didn't know what he was going to do in the future, but at the moment, he just wanted to take her to his own home and bury her, preferably under his bed, so that as soon as he got home, he could see this kind girl.

When he thought of this, he couldn't help but think of Hongyu, who was in the distant south of the Yangtze River, maybe it was rotten at this time.

With tears in his eyes, he faced the north wind and continued north.

It was the cold autumn season, and the corpse on his back had long since festered and was invisible. But he still carried her, not only did he have to carry her, he had to find another corpse, and when he died, he would be buried with that corpse, and then he would be with her forever.

"Hongyu, you wait, when I'm done, I'll go to Jiangnan to find you. Dugu Yan's heart was like a knife.

Facing it was a high city wall, and a sign hung on the gate read: "Youzhou City".

After Youzhou, and then to the north, there are undulating mountains in the distance, surrounded by mountains, there is a small town, the town is not big, but the streets are very prosperous, there are many beautiful girls here, and there are also many handsome guys.

But whether it is a handsome guy or a beautiful girl, when they see Dugu Yan, they all pout, and then bypass him.

He was surrounded by the stench of corpses, which was not your average stench.

He kept moving forward, walking through the bustling lanes, walking through the lonely streets, no matter how prosperous and desolate it was, how many handsome guys there were, or how many beautiful women, no matter whether others despised him, hated him, or feared him, he would never raise his head and look at others.

Ahead is the end of the town, where a merchant surnamed Zhang lives, who is in the gouache business.

Today is the day of Boss Zhang's concubine, I heard that the concubine he is going to marry is much younger than him, he is a man in his fifties, and he wants to marry an eighteen-year-old girl.

This was and still is nothing.

With the sound of gongs and drums, there was a procession in front of them.

Dugu Yan also followed the team and went to Zhang's house.

The courtyard of the Zhang family is very generous, the blue bricks hit the ground, the word "Xi" is pasted everywhere on the wall, and the house is very spacious, with more than 20 rooms before and after. The lanterns are colorful and beaming......

There are dozens of tables on the flat floor, with dishes and chopsticks on the tables, and chairs around them, ready to be opened.

There are a lot of people here today, all of them people with heads and faces nearby, and these people enter the gate with invitations and take their seats inside.

Dugu Yan was stopped by the door, and two middle-aged men in their thirties, one with a square face, shouted: "Get out, this is not the place for you to come." ”

"Get out, get out, look at your bear-like appearance, and carry a dead corpse, why don't you bring the ancestral grave with you. The other followed suit.