The fence is hidden in the lush bamboo forest, the wind blows, the sound chokes, and the seclusion adds a little mystery and melancholy. Bai Qingfeng sat alone in the dark hall, with his hands on his lap and his head lowered, as if he was asleep, and seemed to be deeply contemplative.

Shen Yi walked into the hall first, followed by Hua Susu, Sheng Donglai and Bai Xinyu.

Heavy footsteps echoed through the depths of the hall, as if they were stepping on people's hearts every step of the way.

It wasn't until Shen Yi approached and stopped that Bai Qingfeng slowly raised his head, actually smiled, and said very calmly: "You are here." ”

Shen Yi also smiled, but his eyes were like lights in the dark, and said, "I'm here." ”

Bai Xinyu took a step forward, his eyes dodged, and said softly: "Big brother, Shen Daxia is me...... Bring it to you...... Big brother, please don't blame me. ”

Bai Qingfeng turned his gaze away from Shen Yi's face, looked at Bai Xinyu, his gaze softened, and said, "Third sister, why are you wrong? How can I blame you?" His gaze turned to Shen Yi again, and said with a smile: "What's more, with Shen Daxia's ability, you can find this place without the third sister leading the way." ”

He talked more than usual and laughed a lot, not only Bai Xinyu felt abnormal, but even Shen Yi and other people who were not familiar with him also felt abnormal.

Shen Yi said: "The owner of Baizhai has won the award, and Shen wanted to visit Guizhai for a long time. ”

Bai Qingfeng glanced at Shen Yi, lowered his head, looked at his hands on his knees, and then raised his head again after a moment, and said, "I know that Shen Daxia must have a lot of questions, in fact, I also have something to ask Shen Daxia." ”

"Oh, I don't know what the Baizhai Lord wants to say?" The smile on Shen Yi's face was gone, and his eyes were even brighter.

Bai Qingfeng shook his head, smiled self-deprecatingly, and said: "In fact, on the day of Zhu Tianwei's tragic death of his brother, I understood, it was really self-inflicted, and sooner or later there will be retribution." ”

Shen Yi frowned slightly, and asked, "Zhu Tianwei wasn't killed by you?"

Bai Qingfeng smiled miserably: "Although Brother Zhu is not me to do it myself, how can it be different from me doing it myself?"

Shen Yi didn't answer, and waited quietly for him to continue.

Bai Qingfeng's face was pale, his eyes were sloppy, and he seemed to be really saddened by Zhu Tianwei's death, and muttered: "If it weren't for the fact that we were too conceited and wanted to make a name for ourselves in the rivers and lakes, why would we be in a hurry to do those things? I don't know if Brother Zhu had a trace of remorse when he died? And I have already regretted it." In the past two years, in the dead of night, I have asked myself, is worldly fame and fortune really that important?"

He suddenly raised his head, his eyes seemed to be burning with fanatical flames, he looked at Shen Yi and said, "Shen Daxia, when you were a teenager, you became famous with a sword, and now you have joined the Qingtian Mansion and fought for justice. Whether in the rivers and lakes or among the people, when mentioning your name as Shen Daxia, who doesn't give a thumbs up and praise it? I just want to ask Shen Daxia one question, will fame really bring happiness?"

Shen Yi looked at him for a long time, and a layer of mist seemed to float in his clear eyes, and he was in a trance and hesitation. He couldn't help but ask himself, is he happy, is he happy when he defeats a strong opponent, is he happy when he captures the gangsters who are harming the people?

In the past, he was happy, all of which were the fulfillment of his beliefs and his ambitions, but in recent years, he seems to have wavered, not that he is no longer obsessed with solving cases and chasing the murderers, nor that he is unwilling to uphold justice with all his heart, but ...... In the dead of night, when he was only accompanied by Xiaolong's sword, he had doubts, doubting whether what he was doing was really so right, and doubting whether he was capable of continuing to walk.

There are thousands of injustices in the world, how can he help everyone with his own strength? The pain and hesitation in his heart have also affected his sword intent, and his mind is not pure, how can he reach the supreme sword realm?

Bai Qingfeng had been looking at Shen Yi carefully, and seeing his pain and hesitation, he suddenly smiled, and his smile distorted in the dim light, becoming ugly and weird.

He smiled and asked again: "Is it really a happy thing to be famous in the world?"

Shen Yi was also looking at him, slowly shook his head, and said, "No, fame and fortune don't bring real happiness. ”

Bai Qingfeng looked up to the sky and laughed, his laughter was dry, and he gasped and said: "Yes, Shen Daxia is at least an honest person, far more frank than those hypocrites who pretend to be pretending......" He suddenly lost his smile, and his voice was hoarse, "Even people like Shen Daxia feel that life is hopeless, let alone me............?" He couldn't go any longer, and sat stiffly in his chair, his face full of pain.

Bai Xinyu burst into tears, her lips trembled, but she couldn't speak. Since she was a child, she felt that her eldest brother had a lonely temperament and did not dare to get close, but who knew that he had such feelings hidden in his heart.

The mountain breeze outside the window is tighter, blowing through the bamboo forest, crying like a complaint, and it seems that it is also sighing for the helplessness of life and the change of fate......

I don't know how long it took, Bai Qingfeng slowly whispered: "I know that I am guilty of sin, and I don't dare to expect Shen Daxia to let go, I just want to take a moment of relief and allow me to say a few words with the third sister." ”

Shen Yi looked at him with no expression on his face and did not speak.

Bai Qingfeng said with a smile: "Shen Daxia can't believe it, is he worried about escaping in Xia, or is he worried about seeking death in Xia?"

Shen Yi still looked at him deeply, and after a while, he smiled faintly and said, "Since the master of Baizhai has already known everything, if he wants to take action, he will not wait here." He turned around and walked out, saying as he walked, "Shen is waiting outside the hall." ”

Shen Yi avoided the private words of the Bai family brothers and sisters, and Hua Susu and Sheng Donglai were inconvenient to stay, and walked out of the hall together behind him.

Outside the hall is also a courtyard of bamboo cultivation, swaying in the wind, sobbing and crying. How can a person born and raised in such an elegant environment also give birth to an evil heart? Is fame and fortune really so demagogic to people's hearts? Or is the greed in people's hearts blinded by nature?

Shen Yi held his hands behind his back, standing in this small courtyard of Xiuzhu, full of loneliness and silence, as if listening to the soft groaning of Xiuzhu, and seemed to be thinking about the changeability and unpredictability of people's hearts.

Hua Susu and Sheng Donglai stood behind him, looking at his lonely back, both feeling that they were being shielded by him, thinking that he was so amiable and respectable, but it seemed to be out of reach.

Hua Susu looked at Shen Yi steadily, until a teardrop slid down his cheek, and he realized that his eyes were full of tears. Perhaps this person is the January moon in the sky, shining brightly with a powerful attraction, but at the same time it seems to be illusory, forever alone in a certain world of his own, not letting people get too close. He is lonely, and he is content to be lonely, is it true that he never needs the understanding and support of others?

In this short moment, looking at this figure, Hua Susu was already in a state of uneasiness, and his intestines were full of turns.

The heaven and earth are still so quiet that only the sound of the wind blowing bamboo leaves is so quiet that people can't detect any evil.

Shen Yi's straight back suddenly stiffened, his voice was not good, and before Hua Susu and Sheng Dong could react, his slender body had already jumped up in the air, and with a light turn in mid-air, his steps were on the ground, and he had rushed towards the hall like an arrow from a string.

Hua Susu and Sheng Donglai were taken aback by his sudden move, and before they could ask, they also rushed into the hall after him.

In the hall, just as they had left before, a lone lamp in the corner of the wall flickered gently, illuminating the dark shadows on the four walls.

A thin man in black stood on the ground, wrapped from head to toe in a black coat as gloomy as the night. In his pale hand, he held a dazzling short sword, which was slowly pulling away from Bai Qingfeng's throat. He drew the blade of his sword carefully and slowly, his eyes focused, like a master painter, carefully gazing at the dragon's eyes with the spirit of his whole body.