The tears of the girl are as clear and transparent as the snow water of the glacier, and like the stars in the middle of the night, shining and moving.

Scenes from ten years ago come to mind......

Zhiyuan Dart Game.

Back garden, summer nights.

The watery night hangs low on all sides, adorned with jewel-like stars. The wormwood that repells mosquitoes quietly ignites a little red light, and with the breeze in the garden, it slowly spreads a strange fragrance, causing the summer insects to chirp softly.

Everything seems extraordinarily peaceful and comfortable.

After dinner, Yang Ao's father ordered someone to set up a bamboo couch by the lotus pond, pull a thin ice silk tent, and sit in a group of four, old and young, surrounded by the old housekeeper and a group of servants who either hold lamps, or play fans, or carry plates.

Xiao Ruoqing had just turned five years old that year, snuggled in her mother's arms, looking up with a round little face, very attentively, counting the stars one by one.

Xiao Yang Ao was in the age of drooping hair at that time, because of his talent and intelligence, he entered the school a few years earlier than ordinary children, and he had read the Mongolian books such as "Liweng" and "Sound Rhythm" thoroughly, and almost memorized it backwards. At this moment, his gaze was falling on the two moths fluttering by the lantern.

"Look! a star has fallen!"

Xiao Ruoqing suddenly raised her lotus-like arms and pointed to the night sky and shouted.

The so-called "stars have fallen" should be childish words, which actually refer to the meteors in the sky, also known as flying stars and heavenly fires, and many main bad signs, indicating disasters and misfortunes.

Everyone shouted cutely from her, and they all looked up at the sky, but how could there be the shadow of a meteor?

"Where, where?" Xiao Yang asked aloud, abandoning the pair of moths that were fighting the fire.

Xiao Ruoqing was probably taken aback by everyone's unexpected reaction, and was speechless in a daze, only stiffened her pink arms and small hands, pointing to the night sky.

"Oh, I see that ...... that can't be called," replied the mother, who was a little secretive and loving, and stopped the curiosity of the two children.

"Why?" the little brother and sister asked in unison.

"Uh...... This ...... "Mother was stuck all of a sudden, and she really didn't know how to explain it to these two little ghosts." Father Yang, who was on the side, saw that the scene was a little stiff, and reprimanded with a cold face: "Children don't understand!

"I just don't know how to ask!" Xiao Yang Ao didn't care about the old man's feelings at all, and directly pushed back.

"You ——" Father Yang raised his hand when he saw this and wanted to fight, but he saw that there were still many subordinates standing next to him, so he forced his anger and coughed dryly in his throat, before he said: "The stars in the sky are related to all beings in the world!"

"What's the connection?"

"The so-called life is bright, and the star of death is dark. Every living being on earth has the same star in the sky. Whenever I see a flying star falling in the night sky, it means that another creature has passed away in this human world. ”

"How many people are there in the world, how many stars should there be in the sky?" Xiao Yang Ao asked childishly before he understood the harsh meaning of life and death.

"So to speak. ”

"Then Daddy, show me quickly, what stars are we?"

Yang's father was reminded of many sad memories by a pair of children's innocent questions, and he was speechless for a while. The mother deliberately opened the topic on the side, pointed to the night sky and muttered: "Then, Qing'er, Ao'er, you see, the one that hangs down like a ribbon is the Tianhe, on both sides of the river, do you see it, those two stars are the Cowherd and the Vega...... Look at it again, yes, yes, it's like a spoon, there are Wenqu Xing and Wuqu Xing, who are in charge of the world's Wentong and Wuyun ......"

......

A sharp stinging pain surged up from the bottom of my heart and choked on my chest.

Yang Ruoqing turned her teary eyes, and finally saw Yang Ao with a worried face, and Uncle Zhang who was frowning.

"Brother......!" she called twice, and she was choked up and speechless. On the night when my brother and Li Yuan led the team to travel, an unexpected catastrophe befell Zhiyuan Dart Bureau!

"Ruoqing......" Yang Ao finally breathed a sigh of relief when he saw that his sister had regained his senses, and held the small and soft hand tightly, but he was also blocked by a nameless grief and pain.

Uncle Zhang on the side also shook his head and sighed. Hate the emperor's injustice! Why do you always let the traitors succeed and the good people suffer! Thinking about this Zhiyuan Dart Game and Haotian Yangmen, they have never done anything that hurts the heavens and reason, but they have ended up ruined and ruined. And this pair of young children, whose wings are not yet full, but their parents have both died, how should they face the unpredictable future?!

"Young owner," Uncle Zhang raised his hand to wipe away his tears and asked, "What should I do now?"

Yang Ao pondered for a moment, led Uncle Zhang to the outhouse, pointed to the package on the table and said: "Shicai broke into his city lord's mansion, accidentally touched the basement where the treasure was hidden, got these, and then set a fire in the backyard and burned him completely!"

"Burn him well! Burn him to death!"

Yang Ao raised his hand to stop Uncle Zhang's indignant cursing, and said coldly: "If it weren't for my physical strength gradually becoming exhausted this time, I would have already stabbed those traitors!

"Find another place? Can't this Kenshin Villa stay any longer?"

"This is my Yang family's business, and it is expected that Li Yuan's family knows some details, so he can only rest for a while, not for a long time. When I left the city just now, Haotian City had begun to seal down, and it is estimated that the armor of the City Lord's Mansion will arrive soon, so we must leave quickly! Besides, I-"

Before the words fell, I heard a banging sound outside the door, as if someone was banging on the door.

Yang Ao rushed to the table almost at the same time and pulled out the Mixed Yuan Spirit Sword, even if the divine breath in his body was exhausted at present, all kinds of spells mastered by the Heavenly Clan Yuan God could not be cast, as long as he was in one breath, he must not let those bandits break into the door!

Uncle Zhang also trembled and picked up the wooden stick that had hit the young master by mistake just now, and then stepped out.

The barren grass in the courtyard swayed in the wind, like soldiers waving flags and shouting, but a few old plum trees remained majestic, like generals with swords. The dilapidated wooden door, which was almost falling apart, looked weak under the continuous impact, and it could not help but be blown and broken. Yang Ao stood up in a lunge, subconsciously lowered the brim of the hat, covered the veil, and held the sword in his right hand, the tip of the sword hung slightly, waiting for the moment when the other party broke in.

One second, two seconds, three seconds...... The sound of the crash outside the door stopped abruptly, like a pot of boiling water suddenly being drawn from the blazing matches below!

Another second, two seconds, three seconds! The wooden door, which had been shaking a moment ago, was still silent.

Just when Yang Ao and Zhang Bo stared at each other blankly, suspicious, a black shadow suddenly flew out from a gap in the earthen wall on the left, followed by a burst of smoke and dust!

Before the two of them could see clearly, the black shadow had already deceived them!

That speed, that momentum, that body shape, is beyond the reach of ordinary people.

Uncle Zhang was about to pick up the wooden stick and wave it, but was stopped by Yang Ao and shouted, "Slow!"

It turned out that the one who jumped in from the earthen wall was not a bandit at all, it was the dark horse that he met in the suburbs in the early morning and later helped Yang Ao.

"I'm scared to death...... "Uncle Zhang shook his white beard and panted with a wooden stick.

In fact, Yang Ao was also very ashamed, just now he rushed in to check on the situation of his little sister, and forgot about this magical dark horse that can communicate with himself. So quickly put his arm around the horse's neck and rubbed it again and again to make some comfort. The black horse was not annoyed, but just snorted vigorously, and kept kicking the ground with his hooves, as if he had something to say.

Uncle Zhang watched from the sidelines, and always felt that this scene was so familiar.

But look at our young owner, eight feet tall, sword eyebrows into the sideburns, wide face and square mouth, born as a jade tree in the wind, Kong Wu powerful. And the black horse, with a black body, high forehead and big eyes, a dragon's back with iron, and silver hooves stepping on the snow, is also clear and extraordinary!

Seeing this, Uncle Zhang became interested and blurted out: "Shaodong, where did you find this black horse, did you name it?" Yang Ao held the reins and answered truthfully.

"That's really God's help to Yang Men!" Zhang Bo couldn't help but excitedly hug his fists and congratulate, "That old man is not talented, can you give this horse a nickname?"

"May Uncle Zhang give me advice. ”

"Gumu Tianzi has eight horses, in my opinion, this horse has black hooves and white hooves, heroic posture, how about calling it 'Xuanying' or 'chasing snow'?"

"Okay! Why don't you merge the two into one, and call it 'Xuanxue'!"

When the black horse saw that the young master opened his mouth to set a name, he was so happy that he raised his head and shook his hooves, and he was overjoyed.