The Huang family in the east of the city is about to feast on his birthday, everyone is happy, and the spirit is full, and some people who came to the rivers and lakes early have also lived in the Huang Mansion earlier.

In contrast, the west of the city is bleak, Shenjiazhuang is located in the west of Luoyang, compared with the Huangfu in the east of the city, Shenjiazhuang seems to be indifferent.

This Shenjiazhuang had a high prestige in the rivers and lakes in the early years, but now it only does some small business to make a living, and it is a dismal operation, and it is no longer the trend of the year.

Shen Tianya sighed with worry every day, standing on the spiritual position of his ancestors, begging for the blessing of the gods, Shen Jiazhuang rose again, but everything did not go well, at first his wife died of a serious illness, and then his only son Shen Wuxing fell seriously ill, but fortunately, he invited a famous miracle doctor in Suzhou to save and save his life.

Since then, Shen Wuxing has been married.

Shen Jiazhuang was a little angry because of the arrival of the new heroine Tian Shaoqi.

The so-called master family is happy, and the servants are naturally energetic and energetic when they start to do things, so the village has changed the gloomy atmosphere of the past, and there are happy smiles everywhere.

Shen Wuxing and his wife renovated Shen Zhuang up and down in their spare time, looking at the new home, and seeing the long-lost smile on Shen Tianya's face, Shen Wuxing was overjoyed.

The days passed like this, and the Shen family finally ushered in a little master, which was three days ago when the fifth change, accompanied by a baby girl crying, Shen Xiaoice fell to the ground.

It was originally a happy event, but unexpectedly, a flying thing disturbed the tranquility in the early morning!

At that time, Shen Wuxing closed the door and walked two steps in the courtyard, when he suddenly heard a sound of breaking the air approaching, and in an instant, a short note and a flying knife swept past his right ear impartially.

At this time, his father Shen Tianya was not in the hall, and there was incense at home, so he went to worship his ancestors early.

But see the ancestral hall of the spiritual seat sitting in the north and facing south, the height is staggered on the ancestral platform, about three rows, the ancestor Shen Yue stands in the middle, the two sides are lined up in turn, and the case is a fan wall.

Standing for a few moments, Shen Tianya suddenly flew and swept away, straight to Shen Yue's tablet, kicked on the back wall with both feet, went down on his back, and leaned down with one hand directly behind the spiritual position, with no more or less force, he pressed it lightly, and there was a bang, revealing a small square about four inches deep, and at the same time, a dark cobblestone popped up on the right side.

Shen Tianya held his breath and turned it slowly, only to hear a clicking sound, and the wall behind it immediately cracked on the side of the ancestral platform and shrank to the side, stirring up layers of dust on the ground.

Shen Tianya leaned over and pounced, dodging into the crack, and the wall suddenly returned to its place with a bang.

The hours flew by silently, and after half a ring, Shen Tianya walked out of the ancestral hall, passing by the courtyard building, his heart was always undulating, uneasy, and couldn't help but stretch out his hand and rub his eyelids.

In the short time since he returned to the hall, he was in a trance as if in a dream.

Shen Tianya had an unknown secret, and he secretly said it in that ancestral hall, but he didn't dare to mention it to anyone, even his son Shen Wuxing didn't know about it.

Everything is often like this, the more secret things, the more leaky the rumors, as the saying goes, paper can't hold the fire, there will always be a day when someone finds out.

As soon as Shen Tianya entered the hall, Shen Wuxing rushed over.

The thing handed to him was, of course, a short note brought by the flying knife, and a line of black words was sprinkled on it: "Shen Tianya, you are limited to three days, hand over the Heavenly Famous Sword, otherwise you will step on Shen Zhuang!"

With his eyes sweeping, a cold light flashed in Shen Tianya's mind, and there seemed to be a chilling sword sound in his ears.

He couldn't help but lament again and again, in the end, he was still discovered.

I think that the sword came to the Shen family because of grace and righteousness, the ancestor Shen Yue sacrificed his own brother, and sprinkled blood and tears all over the battlefield of the Anshi war.

In the second year of the Tang Dynasty, the Shen Yue brothers assisted Li Guangbi, the deputy marshal of the world's soldiers and horses, to defeat the rebel Shi Siming.

Shi Siming was originally a Turkic from Ningyi Prefecture, his appearance was not good, and An Lushan was the same township, after An Lushan rebelled, he slightly settled Hebei, and was appointed by An Lushan as the envoy of Fanyang Festival, occupying thirteen counties and supporting 80,000 soldiers.

It didn't take long for An Lushan's son An Qingxu to kill his father and seize the throne, and the Tang army counterattacked during the trial, and the momentum was superior.

Shi Siming was forced to retreat by Li Guangbi, and that time Li Guangbi was stationed in Heyang to defeat Shi Siming, and Shen Yue's younger brother died in the war.

He was on the battlefield, and used his body to block the cold arrow that flew straight to his chest for Li Guangbi, and then he didn't have time to retreat, and was pierced by the rebels' random arrows.

Li Guangbi's wife, Mrs. Mu, is also the Li family of Qingjuyuan to express their gratitude, so they gave the family heirloom Tianming Sword to Shen Yue.

Shen Yue also knew that the Heavenly Sword was not only a sharp weapon, but also contained secrets that were enough to cause a bloody storm in the martial arts, so the descendants of the Shen family were all passed down from father to son, from son to grandson, from generation to generation, and until the time of death, the fact that the sword was still in the Shen family should never be revealed, so as not to be snatched by others and cause trouble.

Shen Tianya also looked at the sword carefully, and found nothing abnormal.

As the days went by, Shen Tianya couldn't help laughing at himself, maybe it was just a sharp weapon.

But now it's different, someone actually asked for this sword, how did it leak the news? Shen Tianya couldn't figure it out.

Faced with Shen Wuxing's questioning, Shen Tianya slowly told the truth.

Father and son looked at each other, and they couldn't help but sigh.

The flying things are by no means accidental, they must not be underestimated, and Shen Tianya cannot bet on the ancestral business of the Shen family no matter what.

At this time, he remembered his sworn brother Tianyi Sword, and only the owner of the Chang'an Sword Tower, known as the 'Heavenly Hero', had the ability to save the Shen family from danger.

They are not only sworn brothers, but also in-laws.

Shen Tianya's daughter-in-law Tian Shaoqi is the eldest daughter of Tianyi Jian, because the two families often have contacts, so Shen Wuxing and Tian Shaoqi gradually have a relationship.

Shen Tianya thought about this relationship, and immediately went to the Sword Tower for help, he left Shen Wuxing to take care of the family, and rode a fast horse straight to Chang'an.

When Shen Tianya went, Tian Shaoxuan, the eldest son of Tianyi Sword, was leaning on the bamboo and playing the flute, and the sound of the flute was pleasant, adding a bit of tranquility to the night.

One sister and one brother, Tian Shaoyin, who is more than 20 years old, and Tian Shaozhi, the younger brother of Tian Shaoqing's twins, the sister and brother are talking in front of the sword building.

The bright moonlight pierced the bamboo forest path, and Shen Tianya entered the sword building with plum, blue, green and purple.

Tianyijian was extremely enthusiastic about his arrival, and it happened that he received a birthday sticker from Huang Jubai in Luoyang, and he was about to take this opportunity to take a family trip and increase his children's knowledge.

He didn't hesitate, and on the second day, the couple rushed to Luoyang with their two sons and a daughter and Shen Tianya.

Shen Zhuang's housekeeper He Chong waited outside the door early in the morning, Shen Tianya rushed to the sword building, and explained before leaving, he must rush back today, He Chong has been waiting from early morning to night, constantly looking towards the end of the alley, and finally saw Shen Tianya appear in the alley at three o'clock.

The horses' hooves are clattering, the dust is flying, and when night falls, there are few people on the streets, only a few hawkers tidy up their stalls, and from time to time a few words come from: "I haven't sold much! Alas! These days, it's hard to earn money!

The dusk alley gradually fell silent, and suddenly a gust of wind blew in the face, and in the blink of an eye, Shen Tianya and his party had hurried through the alley.

The sound of horses' hooves fell, and the laughter of the brothers and sisters of Tian Shaoyin did not stop, all lingering in this dark night, after the group passed, at the end of the alley, a green shirt stopped under the moon.

It was a young man, with a pair of star-like eyes, looking down on the mortal world and the world.

Like the eyebrows of a sword, the sweep is dim.

Light steps slightly, full of weight, elegant atmosphere, elegant in the excellent, excellent in the weak, but also a Confucian appearance, just right.

There is no sound on the ground, no trace of dust, and no touch on the prosperity and customs of the world.

The long body like jade, standing under the night, suddenly increases the sense of brilliance and pleasing to the eye.

Skirting the dark alley, he went straight into Dingdingmen Street.

At this time, the street of Dingdingmen is still as lively as in the past, with many people, and occasionally the shouting and selling of hawkers, which attracts a few figures from time to time.

In the bustling streets and alleys, the boy in the green shirt suddenly sped up, he seemed to have something on his mind, the two sword eyebrows frowned tightly, his eyes were cold and indifferent to the night, and he was full of intimidation.

While he was concentrating on his steps, a fan seller suddenly stopped him with sharp eyes: "Oh, son, come and buy a fan!"

The boy in the green shirt was stopped by his loud voice, his footsteps paused for a moment, and then he walked straight forward, he didn't plan to buy it, he just wanted to temporarily abandon the boredom in his heart and take a look.

The fan vendor saw him approaching, his eyes glanced along the stalls, and he couldn't help but be overjoyed, after many years of experience, he knew that such an elegantly dressed son, his appreciation was by no means comparable to that of an extraordinary person, so he tried his best to lobby for his ability, picked up one after another paper fans, and introduced their characteristics one by one, and said flattering words in his mouth, most of which were words that were immutable and commensurate with people through the ages.

The boy in the green shirt only glanced at the paper fan handed by the fan seller, and then lowered his gaze again.

Knowing that he was dissatisfied, the fan seller was not annoyed, he smiled, swept the stall slightly, slammed away the declination of a stall of goods, took out a fan painted with mountains and rivers at the bottom of the floor, handed it to the young man in the green shirt and said: "Childe, look at this handle, although it is ordinary, it can be ......."

Before he finished speaking, he saw the face of the young man in the green shirt change, took the paper fan and threw it away to look at the beard for a moment, and laughed out loud.

The fan seller knew that it had been, he watched countless people, and the young man didn't care much about the worldly prevalent fine ink painting paper fan, he remembered the inventory of the dark pressed strata, and he had a try attitude, but he didn't expect the young man to take a fancy to it at a glance.

In his opinion, the painting on the fan is really inconspicuous, the mountain is not like the mountain, the water is not like the water, the stars are dyed in a mess, when he first purchased, he did not carefully check, he thought that he was deceived.

The boy in the green shirt looked at the fan, and suddenly asked, "Is there any pen and ink?"

"Yes, yes, yes!" the fan seller immediately found a pen and ink from the side and handed it to him.

He has been selling fans for many years, and knows the temperament of the younger generation, usually like this kind of dressed sons like to inscribe some handwriting, so every time he sets up a stall, he has prepared ink treasures, in order to be convenient, so that more people buy fans, and the business is naturally much better.

The truth was indeed as he expected, the boy in the green shirt nodded slightly, and spread out the paper fan.

The fan seller was busy vacating a place at the stall.

The boy in the green shirt put down the fan gently, pressed it with one hand, and dipped the pen in the other hand with ink, and first dropped the words "smiling and eyeliding" on the fan surface, and then inscribed a small poem: "The peach and plum fall next to the willow bank, and the sleeves wave the shirt across the river." Flying for nine days to pick the bright moon, how can the mountains wait for the next life song?" Finally, the word 'maple' fell below.

The fan vendor is illiterate, and he doesn't know much about the paintings, only looking at the appearance, looking at the boy in the green shirt for a moment, and seeing that he doesn't understand what is mentioned on the fan, he scratches his head and loses a few embarrassing smiles.

After paying the money, he glanced at the 'maple' on the fan, and the scorching boy in the green shirt frowned slightly again.

Yes, a single name and a maple are his name, and that poem contains his hope and his surname.

Peach and plum are all over the world, perched on the fragrance of willow shore! Isn't it willow maple?

Thinking of this, he smiled.

Liu Feng turned around, took a few light steps, and left Dingdingmen Street.

The laughter behind him is still there, and the front is silent.

Liu Feng crossed many alleys and slowly walked to a small lake, the lake was secluded, quiet and trembling, like the moonlight of water sprinkled on the surface of the lake, rippling with a lonely figure.

Standing on the shore of the lake, Liu Feng stared intently at the quiet lake, under the moonlight, he gradually frowned, his face gathered together, distorting his jade-like cheeks, only to see that he was extremely angry, lost his appearance, and his star-like eyes were full of murderous aura.

The breeze rose, but he did not move, as steady as an iron tower, as if everything around him had detached from him, and even the lake rippled with his gaze, and the shadows on the surface of the water were blurred.

Liu Feng threw away the paper fan, looked at it coldly, and suddenly raised his hand as if he was negative and threw it into the water, and with a plop, the paper fan splashed with scattered water droplets, and after a few ripples, it sank to the bottom of the lake.

didn't stop for half a moment, Liu Feng brushed his sleeves away.

On this night, a green-shirted and masked assassin came to the Luoyang Left-behind Mansion, and on the second day, Huang Ju received news at the 100th birthday banquet that the left-behind adults could not come to congratulate him in person!

It is rumored that Luoyang stayed behind with a sword in his body, and the sword was inserted into the heart half an inch to the left, and when the guards who stayed behind looked for the assassin, they only found the green shirt that was thrown down in a remote place, and the green shirt was smooth in material, except for the blood stains the size of ink spots on the placket, it still looked extremely new.

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