The mountains are like the sea, and the remnant sun is like blood.

The vast mountains were plated with a dazzling pale gold, like dragons in golden armor.

Shen Lingxiao had dinner and stood alone under a lilac tree, looking at the distant mountains in a daze.

Sang Qinghong's return was like a pebble thrown into the lake, causing ripples in his already peaceful heart.

In his life, he has only liked a girl like her, even on the way to escape, whenever he has time, there will always be a shadow of her in his mind inexplicably.

However, he knew that what she liked was not herself, but Dongfang Zhen. Especially seeing her attitude towards herself today, it made him even more convinced of his feelings.

It made him very sad.

He suddenly felt that it was a wrong and ridiculous decision to stay on Kongtong Mountain with such a dead face.

Fang Ru helped her mother clean up the dishes and chopsticks, went back to the house and sat on the kang, and suddenly saw a cyan figure standing outside the window, so she got up again and wanted to go out to gossip with him. As soon as I walked out of the door, I saw a girl in green coming from Wanting, with a gloomy face, slightly red eyes, and a hint of anger between her eyebrows, but it was Sang Qinghong.

"Miss Fang, is Shen Shaoxia there?" Sang Qinghong glanced at her and asked expressionlessly.

"Oh, where!" Fang Ru pointed to the lilac tree, and a faint sour feeling suddenly surged in his heart.

Sang Qinghong thanked her and walked over slowly, Shen Lingxiao had already turned around, looked at her with some surprise, and immediately smiled slightly and said hello.

"Shen Shaoxia, I want to talk to you alone. Sang Qinghong went straight to the point, and her face couldn't see joy or anger.

"Good. Let's go over there. ”

Shen Lingxiao walked to a bush of peony flowers in the corner of the courtyard, stopped, turned around and said, "Miss Sang, let's talk here." ”

"Good. Sang Qinghong glanced at him and said softly: "Shen Shaoxia, can you tell me more details about my uncle's death?"

"Of course you can!" Shen Lingxiao had already learned about her relationship with Duan Hongzi, "Miss Sang, aren't you going to the Valley of Providence?"

"Yes. Sang Qinghong gritted her teeth, "The third uncle said that the eighth uncle had replied, saying that he had already retrieved his uncle's remains and was on his way back...... I went, I was afraid of missing it on the way, so I didn't have to go. ”

Shen Lingxiao nodded, and immediately explained in detail the battle of Providence Valley and the situation when Broken Hongzi died. Sang Qinghong listened quietly, tears slowly appeared in the corners of her eyes, and suddenly her shoulders twitched, and she said sadly: "I was wrong! Uncle, I was wrong...... I'm supposed to go along! I'm supposed to go along......."

Shen Lingxiao took a step forward, stretched out his hand, wanted to pat her fragrant shoulder, hesitated for a moment, retracted his hand, and persuaded softly: "Miss Sang, since the matter has happened, let's mourn and change!"

Sang Qinghong thought about the two people closest to her, her uncle had died, and Dongfang Zhen was also uncertain about her life and death, the more she thought about it, the more sad she became, and her tears were falling like pearls with broken threads.

The delicate face of the pear blossom with rain is heartbreakingly beautiful.

Tearful eyes asked Huahua silently, for whom to cry and for whom to pity?

Shen Lingxiao looked at her, his heart had already been disturbed, and suddenly he had a sour and slightly painful feeling, so he sighed, and couldn't help but step forward and gently pat her shoulder, and reassured: "Miss Sang......"

"Get out of here!" Sang Qinghong shook off his hand with an elbow in disgust.

Shen Lingxiao blushed, retracted his hand in disdain, and felt as if he had been stabbed in the heart.

Seeing this, Fang Ru, who was hiding not far away and peeping, was not only annoyed by Shen Lingxiao's self-willedness, but also hated Sang Qinghong's pungent arrogance, staring at Sang Qinghong with hatred, cutting his fingers with ten fingers, and his heart fluctuated.

Sang Qinghong suddenly realized that she was out of shape, and hurriedly apologized: "Shen Shaoxia, I'...... I'm in a bad mood, you...... Don't mind. ”

"It's okay. Shen Lingxiao smiled bitterly, "It's just, Miss Sang...... Don't be too sad, it'll hurt your body......"

Sang Qinghong wiped away her tears and asked in a deep voice: "Shen Shaoxia, my uncle's last words, apart from making the eighth senior uncle the head, is there anything else?"

Shen Lingxiao didn't want to tell the words that Broken Hongzi wanted to marry her, but he didn't want to lie, so he snorted: "Oh...... Also...... Nothing more......"

"It's nothing?" Sang Qinghong stared at his eyes and said slightly: "Hmph, that's still ...... Shen Shaoxia, you are also a martial arts person, don't do things like your mother-in-law, hurry up...... What else do you have to say, say it!"

Shen Lingxiao hesitated for a long time, and finally mustered up the courage and said, "Miss Sang, the predecessor of Broken Hongzi still said...... Said he wanted to ...... you Promise to give me ......"

Sang Qinghong stiffened when she heard this, slowly blushed her apricot face, lowered her head and was silent for a while, suddenly raised her head to stare at his eyes, a contemptuous sneer appeared on the corner of her mouth, and said in a manly voice: "Oh?......? Shen Shaoxia, when you say what you say, should I believe it or not?"

Shen Lingxiao heard that she suspected that she was pretentious about the holy decree, and her heart was bitter, and she sneered: "Miss Sang, believe it or not, it's up to you...... In short, I, Shen Lingxiao, have never said anything!"

Sang Qinghong stared at his eyes for a while, looked sideways at the mountains and forests approaching twilight, for a long time, sighed, and said faintly: "Shen Shaoxia, then let me ask you: Do you like me?"

Shen Lingxiao didn't expect her to be so hearty and ask in person so straightforwardly, and she immediately stood stunned.

Sang Qinghong glanced at him and said coldly, "Shen Shaoxia, if you really like me...... Then you say, should I say yes?"

Shen Lingxiao looked at her blankly, his heart was like a mess.

- He didn't know why, why he became like a fool in front of her, when he was usually able to speak well.

Sang Qinghong took a step forward and sneered: "The surname is Shen, you listen well: no matter whether your words are true or not, I will never agree!"

Shen Lingxiao nodded with a wry smile and said astringently, "I understand." ”

"It's good to understand!" Sang Qinghong's face was slightly gentle, and he arched his hand: "Shen Shaoxia, it's okay, I'll go first!"

Shen Lingxiao returned the salute, looking at her back, stunned.

Sang Qinghong took a few steps, suddenly turned around, and said, "Shen Shaoxia, you said that before your uncle died, he entrusted you with the 'Blue Blood Pill Heart' and made him the head of the house, but this thing was lost in the middle of the road. ...... Hey, you say, isn't it a coincidence?"

Shen Lingxiao couldn't hear her voice, his heart was both angry and angry, and he said angrily: "It's still the same sentence, believe it or not...... Miss Sang, since Shen is so disdainful in your eyes, then you should take it as me, so what's the matter?!"

Sang Qinghong wanted to sneer at him, but when he saw that he was awe-inspiring and couldn't think of suitable words for a while, he snorted coldly, turned around and strode away.

Shen Lingxiao no longer looked at her back, turned his head sideways, and looked angrily at the night-soaked peony flowers beside him, and suddenly had the urge to stomp it to pieces with a few feet, and finally held back and slowly walked towards the hut.

"Brother Shen, is that wicked woman scolding you again?" Fang Ru flashed out from behind the flower tree and asked angrily.

Shen Lingxiao glanced at her, patted her on the shoulder, shook his head, and walked into the door quickly.

"She is a hateful woman who is relying on her own turf and showing off her might......! I'm huh!" Fang Ru gritted her teeth and followed closely behind Shen Lingxiao, muttering as she walked.

Shen Lingxiao pretended not to hear and went straight back to the bedroom.

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Two days later, Yun Lingzi returned to the mountain and brought back the remains of Duan Hongzi.

The flesh is already corrupted, and there is a faint black gas in the white bones, and at a glance, it is clear that it is the poison in the body that has died.

Two Kongtong disciples came to the corpse with Hyacinth.

Hyacinth was in tears, caressing the white bones and crying. Seeing this, all the Kongtong disciples cried again.

Aspen is sad and windy.

The mountain wind is whistling, and the leaves are sluggish, but they can't blow the sadness, and they can't do the sorrow.

Mrs. Fang had already led Yin, Shen and Fang's brothers and sisters to mourn. Shen Lingxiao saw that although the death of Duan Hongzi was tragic, but the soul had returned to Kongtong, and there were still so many people to pay respects; thinking that the master had died in Cherry Villa, he didn't know where the bones were abandoned, and there was no one to collect them, so he couldn't help but feel heartache and tears.

The air in the hall of the Dao Palace was sad and dignified, like a boulder, pressing Shen Lingxiao's chest tightly, making him almost breathless.

After the ceremony, Shen Lingxiao walked out of the Dao Palace as if he had fled, took a deep breath of the mountain air, and his boredom subsided slightly.

Several Kongtong disciples passed by and walked in the direction of the storage room.

"This surnamed Shen shed a few tears just now, and he finally has a little conscience!" a Kongtong disciple glanced back at him and said softly.

"Conscience? hmph, what conscience?...... What do you kid know?" another Kongtong disciple whispered, "This guy is really fucking good at acting!"

"Yes, it's disgusting to look at!" the third Kongtong disciple chimed in.

Shen Lingxiao's ears were very good, so he could naturally hear clearly, and in an instant, his chest seemed to be hit hard by a giant pestle.

- In just these few words, he already knew that because of the death of Duan Hongzi and the loss of the "Blue Blood Pill Heart", the entire Kongtong faction had made the entire Kongtong faction resentful of himself, even his own group.

He went back to the room listlessly, lying on the kang with his hands on the pillow, looking at Chengchen in a daze.

"Senior Brother Shen, what's wrong?...... What are you in a daze?" I don't know when, Yin Tianjin had already returned to the room and nudged him.

Shen Lingxiao glanced at him and said, "It's nothing,...... Just a little upset. ”

"But is it because of the monitors?"

Shen Lingxiao was noncommittal and smiled bitterly.

"Hmph, it's so fucking annoying to be so distrustful of people and spy on them every day!" Yin Tianjin said stupidly.

Shen Lingxiao said lightly: "The heart of guarding against people is indispensable! After all, we are not familiar with them, so it is understandable." ”

"That being said, ...... But it's really not a taste in my heart!"

"Yes," Fang Yi said, "staying in this shabby house all day long, not only boring, but also being looked down upon...... I can't live this day!"

Shen Lingxiao pondered for a while, and said in a deep voice, "Senior Brother Yin, Senior Brother Fang, what do you mean, do you want to leave?"

"Of course!" Fang Yi was the first to speak.

Yin Tianjin looked at him, sighed lightly, and turned his head to look out the window.

- Obviously, he agrees with Fang Yi's opinion.

"Auntie has already returned?" Shen Lingxiao suddenly asked.

"Well, come back with me. Fang Yi replied.

Shen Lingxiao sat up and said while putting on his shoes: "Let's go!"

As Shen Lingxiao expected, Mrs. Fang's mother and daughter also wanted to leave, which made him a little dilemma, and frowned: "Auntie, it's easy to leave, but, next, where should we go to settle down?"

"Hmph, I don't believe it, the world is so big, I can't find a place for us to live!"

"But...... Auntie, how much money do we have now?"

Mrs. Fang immediately softened, glanced at her children, and muttered, "There are less than two hundred taels left!"

"It's not that I don't want to go, the key question is exactly this!" Shen Lingxiao said with a straight face: "Just think: just such a little money, how long can we support it?"

Yin Tianjin thought for a while and said, "It's better like this: let's find a place to live first, and then, I'll find something to do and earn some money, and then I can maintain it." ”

"This method is not impossible. ...... It's just that this area is sparsely populated, and it should be difficult to find something to do. ”

"Hehe, Senior Brother Shen, you don't know as much about this issue as I do!" Yin Tianjin said with a smile, "It's sparsely populated, it's true, but there is a business, and it's very good!"

"Oh, what is it?" Shen Lingxiao asked.

"Dart line!" Yin Tianjin explained, "Because this area is a necessary place on the Silk Road, and there are thieves from all over it, there are almost no merchants who go west who do not hire a dart master." I once heard friends from the rivers and lakes say that in Lanzhou City alone, there are more than 30 large and small dart games!"

Shen Lingxiao smiled and said, "Senior Brother Yin, what do you mean, to be a dart master?"

Yin Tianjin smiled and said, "Why not?"

Shen Lingxiao said half-jokingly: "But it's okay." ...... It's just that the hall master of the Qiankun Hall of Chaotian Fort is really condescending to be a little dart master!"

Yin Tianjin said with a straight face: "Senior Brother Shen, didn't you say it? A man's husband has to be able to bend and be promoted! What is this point?...... Besides, this kind of work is just a matter of moving your feet, using your hands, and not using your brains, compared to being a hall master that day, I don't know how many times more leisurely!"

"That's the same!" Shen Lingxiao smiled: "As a dart master, count me as one!"

"I'll go too!" Fang Yi was not to be left behind.

Shen Lingxiao smiled, turned his head and asked Mrs. Fang, "Auntie, what do you think of what we thought just now?"

"Very good, just do it!" Mrs. Fang agreed.

Shen Lingxiao nodded, and said in a summary manner: "Since my aunt also agrees, then let's do it! Tomorrow morning, I will go and resign!"

It's late at night.

The waning moon is like a hook, and it is cold and clear to hook the faint clouds on the top of the mountain.

On the other side of the kang, Yin Tianjin's snoring rumbled, and beside him, Fang Yi had to grind his teeth from time to time, making a piercing and tooth-sore "Huohuo" sound, accompanied by a vague dream sound.

It's not just because of these that Shen Lingxiao can't sleep.

- He still has something on his mind.

Tomorrow, I'm going to leave here, but where do I go?

At the moment, no one has an answer.

Shen Lingxiao, Shen Lingxiao, even your aunt is not worried, what are you worried about? Good man, when you look up to the sky and roar, you should dominate the world, what are you afraid of......

In addition to this, he also has a trace of nostalgia.

- As for what exactly he misses, he can't think clearly.

Perhaps, it's nostalgia for this elegant house!

Perhaps, it's nostalgia for the lilac tree outside the window!

Perhaps, it's the peony flower in the corner of the courtyard!

Perhaps, it is the nostalgia for the jade man who stood next to the peony flower at dusk!

......

It's time to go!

Farewell, my cabin!

Farewell, my lilac tree!

Farewell, my peony flower!

Farewell, farewell, my love!

......

Unconsciously, his eyes were filled with tears, and gradually, two lines of clear tears slipped down his temples and fell onto the kang......