"You talk nonsense!"

Jing Weng's words slammed into Tang Zixi's heart like a heavy hammer, and she screamed like crazy: "My name is Tang Zixi, my father is Tang Mingru, the general who protects the country, and my mother is Shangguan Xuerou, I don't know you, and I don't know any Li Kuan, what does it have to do with me if you take revenge on yourself? I have nothing, no father, no mother, and no home." Why are you so cruel? Why are you poking at my wounds? I hate it, I hate it!" she fell to her knees with a sudden thud, buried her head in her arms, and wept bitterly.

The beheading of the Tang family has always been the deepest pain in her heart, and she blames herself for not having time to save her relatives, and regrets not dying with them. She resented why she had run away in the first place, why she had run so far away, otherwise she wouldn't have seen them for the last time. Every time she thought of this, she felt cold all over her body, as if someone had poured a basin of cold water on her head in the bitter cold wind, and her whole body couldn't help shivering.

Jing Weng's words were like a sharp and cruel knife, cutting through the scars she had painstakingly concealed with precision and indifference. The heart-rending pain almost broke her down. These days she has been trying very hard to force herself not to think, not to think, otherwise she will not be able to continue to live. She kept telling herself that it was easy to die, but only living was the most difficult! She wanted to avenge the Tang family, and she had a lot more to do...... But now Jing Weng's words have actually torn apart all the beliefs that have supported her these days. Not only is she Tang Zixi not a child of the Tang family, but the person she called 'Father Shuai' before is still her father-killing enemy, how can she accept this? How can this be accepted by a girl who is only fifteen years old?

Jing Weng let out a long sigh and lowered his eyelids, hiding the cloudy tears in the corners of his eyes. He said everything that should be said, and the rest was up to her. This is her responsibility and her destiny.

The grotto was very quiet, Jing Weng blocked all external sounds, and let Tang Zixi cry alone in the corner.

Time passes minute by minute, like the quicksand on the desert, carried away by the wind one by one, never to return.

"Xi'er!" I don't know how long it took, but a soft call sounded.

Hearing this familiar and unfamiliar voice, Tang Zixi, who was already a little dizzy from crying, raised his head blankly, trying to open his swollen eyes to find the direction from which the sound came. But in addition to her and Jing Weng in the grotto, there are other figures.

She wondered if she had misheard, and then there was another call, and there was a clicking sound from the stone wall on the right. As the stone wall was pushed away, a beautiful woman turned out from behind the stone wall.

Tang Zixi forgot to cry when he looked at the appearance of the person who came, and only kept echoing one sentence in his mind: There is such a beautiful woman in the world!

The woman walked to her side and slowly squatted down, raised her sleeve to gently wipe away the tears on her face, and said softly: "I haven't seen you for a few days, you have lost weight and darkened." ”

"You ......" Tang Zixi hesitated a little and didn't dare to admit it, although the other party's eyes made her feel extremely familiar, but this look had never been seen before.

Jing Weng sighed, "Why did you come out?"

The woman turned her head and smiled at Jing Weng and said, "Brother Yuan, she has suffered enough. Leave it to me!"

Jing Weng looked at her, then at the girl with a blank face, and finally nodded, and couldn't help but sigh.

The woman glanced at him gratefully, and then turned to Tang Zixi and said, "Follow me!" After speaking, she stood up and slowly walked towards the stone gate.

"Where are you going?" Although he asked, Tang Zixi involuntarily got up from the ground and obediently followed behind the woman.

Seeing the figures of the two disappear behind the stone wall, Jing Weng opened his eyes and sighed, "Wronged!"

Tang Zixi followed the other party and walked in, only to find that there was a cave behind the stone wall.

It is a beautiful valley, and the cliffs on both sides are full of colorful flowers, and it looks very beautiful from a distance. On her right, in the gap between the cliffs, a shiny silver waterfall cascaded down into a small pool. The mist on the waterhole reflects the white mist of the entire valley, like a fairyland. And not far from the waterhole, there is an exquisite bamboo building, which is built just on the side of a towering tree on the edge of the cliff. The beautiful woman from before was standing next to the bamboo building at the moment and beckoned to her gently.

Tang Zixi looked at this beautiful everything, and even his gloomy and heavy mood was relieved a lot, rubbing his sour eyes, hesitating and not daring to step forward.

The woman looked at her and chuckled, "Come here, this is your home, too." ”

This voice seemed to carry a kind of magic, Tang Zixi involuntarily walked over slowly, stepped through the green grass, passed through the colorful flowers, and came to the side of the bamboo building.

The woman took her hand and led her into the bamboo building, helped her to the bamboo chair next to her and sat down, and carefully brought out all kinds of candied fruits and tea and put them on the small table next to her. These are your favorite foods, eat them!"

Tang Zixi looked at those pastries, lowered his head silently, and choked up: "I can't eat it!"

The woman looked at the girl who was crying again, and did not force it anymore, but said with a smile: "I have rare time today, let me tell you a story." After speaking, he didn't wait for the other party to answer, so he continued to himself, "A long time ago, there was a little girl and a little boy, and they lived in a deep mountain with Daddy and Auntie. Every day, the little boy followed Daddy into the mountains to hunt, and the little girl followed Auntie to feed the chickens and spin yarn at home. The little boy loves his sister very much, and when he comes back from hunting, he always brings some small gifts, sometimes a bag of wild fruits, sometimes a bouquet of wild flowers, and sometimes even a cute little rabbit. So every time the sun was about to set, the little girl would sit on the big rock by the stream, waiting for Daddy and her brother to come home. Although they lived a poor life, they were very happy. The days passed like this, the little boy and the little girl slowly grew up, and the foreheads of Daddy and Auntie gradually wrinkled. Finally, the little girl is fifteen years old, and it is time to get married. The little boy and the little girl were childhood sweethearts, and they grew up together, of course, they want to be together. So Daddy and Auntie decided to invite the nearby villagers to drink wine on the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival. ”

"Aren't they brother and sister, how can they get married?" Tang Zixi had already stopped crying, and couldn't help but interject when he heard this.

The woman tilted her head and said with a shallow smile: "The little girl also asked Ah Niang at that time, why did she marry her brother." At that time, Ah Niang told her that the little girl's own father and mother were killed by officers and soldiers when she was still very young, and it was the current father and mother who picked her up in a haystack and cried so loudly that her voice was hoarse. So in order to repay them for their nurturing kindness, the little girl was reluctant, but she still agreed. ”

Tang Zixi nodded as if he didn't understand, and said, "What about later? Did they get married?"

The woman sighed and said, "No." ”

"Why?" Tang Zixi was very puzzled, wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes and said, "Isn't their relationship very good? Is it that the little boy fell in love with someone else, or did the little girl regret it again?"

"Neither. The woman's eyes looked at the void and said faintly: "Because before the Mid-Autumn Festival, their father and mother were killed." ”

"What?" Tang Zixi stood up and said angrily, "Who is so ruthless?"

The woman smiled and didn't answer, but changed the conversation and said: "Later, the little boy went to a very powerful sect to learn art, and before leaving, he fostered the little girl in a relative's house. But what the little boy didn't know was that not long after he left, his relatives sold the little girl to the Qinglou......"

"Ah!" Tang Zixi's eyes widened, and he couldn't help but scold, "This relative is really not a thing, if you don't want to raise it, don't agree, I think the little boy will definitely take her with him." ”

The woman shook her head and said, "Actually, you can't blame your relatives all, because their youngest son is dying of illness, and they have no money to get medicine, so they have to sell the little girl." And this is also with the consent of the little girl herself. A smile appeared on her face when she said this, and her eyes became shining, "On that day, my mother held a grand flower party for the little girl, and everyone showed a crazy and infatuated expression on their faces when they saw the little girl, and everyone bid desperately, and my mother was very happy." In the end, the highest bidder was a very young and handsome young man, his eyes were large and beautiful, as bright as stars in the sky. The little girl was glad that she had not given the same fat-headed guests as the other sisters for the first time......"

Tang Zixi burst into tears again when she heard it, if she didn't know that this woman was telling her own story, she would have lived for more than ten years in vain. Looking at each other again, there was a hint of sympathy in his eyes. Although the other party said it plainly and relaxedly, what woman in this world is willing to give up the happiness of her life in the Qinglou. She couldn't help but start complaining about the little boy and why he didn't take the little girl with him at that time.

“...... When she left the next day, the boy repeatedly told her to wait for him, and when he returned to show that his parents would come and take her home. Speaking of this, the woman's voice gradually became low, and there were faint tears in her bright eyes, "But the little girl waited and waited, waited for many days, until she was beaten by her mother and was covered in injuries, and waited until she fell ill and died in the firewood room, and did not wait for the boy to come back." Fortunately, she should not die, and then a good sister took advantage of everyone's sleep, secretly ran to the firewood room to release the little girl, and gave her her the only valuable hairpin before leaving...... The little girl ran and ran in the dark night, and she didn't dare to stop when the soles of her feet were full of blood blisters......"

Tang Zixi covered his mouth, it was hard to imagine the figure of a sick woman running barefoot in the dark night, seeing that the woman seemed to be a little tired and stopped narrating, he couldn't help but ask: "What happened later?