The Heavenly Evil Son's expression was always gloomy, approaching the Mo Gate of this village, his footsteps did not stop at all, the moment his body touched this Chazi, Su Ming's pupils shrank sharply behind him, and he saw that the gate of this village was distorted, as if it had been moved to other places out of thin air at this moment, making the Heavenly Evil Son slowly walk in.

Su Ming followed behind, and also stepped in, until both of them entered, Su Ming glanced back, and he saw that the gate of the stockade was restored again.

It is obviously not the first time that the Heavenly Evil Son has come here, at this moment the vast majority of the people in the entire tribe have been asleep, and because of the rainy day, there is no fire around, in this relative silence, except for the roar of the rain and the thunder from time to time, only the sound of clicking and clicking is continuous.

Like this voice, the detective is guiding the direction of the heavenly evil son, he walked in this village, stepping on the stagnant water, and gradually passed through the houses, Su Ming saw that in front of him, there was a very ordinary animal skin tent, and there were lights shining through.

This is a small tribe, a tribe that is almost the same size as the Wushan tribe where Su Ming is located, such a small tribe is too much in the land of Nanchen.

Looking around, when Su Ming landed his eyes on the leather tent that was shining with lights, he clearly heard that the sound of clattering like rubbing bones came from this leather tent.

The Heavenly Evil Son approached, lifted a corner of the leather tent, and walked in, Su Ming followed him, and then entered the leather tent, and the moment he entered, the first thing he saw was that there were a large number of bones in this small leather tent.

In addition to the bones, there were also some stones, and most of these things, most of them, were impressively damaged!

This is the first time that Su Ming has seen so many damages, and it is also the first time that he has seen the damage weapon in the land of Nanchen!

Su Ming's body was shocked, and after his eyes swept over those damaged weapons, he fell on the body of an old man in the leather tent.

The old man was gray-haired, dressed in animal skin clothes, ** on his upper body, sitting there at the moment, holding a piece of animal bone in his hand, rubbing it on a stone slab.

It seems that the shape of this beast bone does not match the bone damage he wants to make, and he wants to wipe the excess away.

The Heavenly Evil Son looked gloomy, looked at the old man, walked up to him, sat down cross-legged, and his gaze moved to the beast bone that the old man was rubbing.

The old man's expression was as usual, as if all his attention was condensed on the bones in his hands, and he did not notice the arrival of the Heavenly Evil Son, nor did he see Su Ming's existence.

He was there calmly, rubbing constantly, making gurgling and clattering sounds, echoing inside the leather tent, and some of them fluttered out for a long time.

Time passed slowly, and Su Ming always looked at the bones in the old man's hands, and under the gradual friction, they were ground off an edge and rounded.

The Heavenly Evil Son never spoke, but also kept looking, and his expression slowly changed, sometimes gloomy, sometimes enlightened, sometimes complicated.

The rain outside was even greater, and the thunder roared from time to time, and sometimes there was a moment of brightness, reflecting the figures of the three people in the leather tent on the tent, and quickly dispersed in the shaking.

The concentration of the old man's expression made Su Ming seem to have an understanding, he didn't know when he was no longer standing, but sat cross-legged on the side, looking at the friction of the bones, listening to the clicking sound, at this moment, he suddenly had a kind of calm that had never appeared since the appearance of the first pill peak.

At this moment, Su Ming, because of this calm gaze, was immersed in a state of forgetfulness, his eyes only had the bones that were being rubbed, he didn't see that the Heavenly Evil Son was sitting opposite the old man, and the clothes on his body seemed to have changed.

That kind of change only happened in an instant, and then it returned to normal again, and if you don't look closely, it's hard to see clearly.

Time passed slowly, I don't know how long it took, the old man rubbed the beast bones for a moment, with his pause, Su Ming's whole heart was shocked, his eyes were clear, he saw the old man looking at the beast bones, picked it up, as if staring.

After a long time, he changed the beast bone and continued to rub it on the stone slab.

The expression of the Heavenly Evil Son became more and more complicated, and after a long time, he let out a long sigh and stood up.

The moment he got up, his old man's movements stopped, and he picked up the bone in his hand again, this bone had been made into a broken weapon, and there were a few small holes on it, and after he took a look, he raised his head, and did not look at the Heavenly Evil Son, but his eyes fell on Su Ming's body.

It is a pair of eyes that are as calm as water, and that is a pair of eyes that seem to contain infinite wisdom, see through life and death, see through everything in this world, and can tolerate all things.

In that eye, there was kindness, there was peace, there was calm, and there was a light that made Su Ming look at him more calmly.

The old man raised his right hand and handed the bone damage in his hand to Su Ming.

Su Ming was silent, got up and respectfully threw this seemingly ordinary bone Xun, at this moment, he suddenly understood the meaning of the old man looking at himself, he wanted to let himself blow this bone damage.

Su Ming took the bone damage, silently took a few steps back, sat on the ground, and looked at the damage in his hand in a daze, the rain outside was louder, and the thunder was rumbling continuously.

Su Ming closed his eyes, put the bone damage in his hand to his mouth, and blew it gently.

He didn't know how to play the death song, but over the years, the broken and unsound bones in his storage bag have accompanied him through many lonely homesick nights......

For many nights, he was alone, silently blowing silently, and what lingered in his ears was the song of his memory.

The whining sound, with a sense of desolation, came out of the bone xun beside Su Ming's mouth, echoed in this leather tent, floated out, and spread out in this heaven and earth.

At this moment, it seems that even the thunder outside is silent, and even the rain is soft, blending with the whimpering Xunqu, and playing the voice of longing together.

What Su Ming played was not only the sound of this loss, but also the song in his memory, and what made the sound was the flow of the breath in his mouth through this loss, but at the same time, it was also his heart that was moving.

This kind of movement is a kind of passage of time and a kind of memory.

The whining sound seems to have no other sound forever, only from the undulating simple tone, revealing a desolation, containing the vicissitudes of life, in this quiet night, in this falling rain, in this strange world, it, exists.

Like a lover crying in a low voice, like a clansman wiping tears and calling, like a childhood friend, when he clenches his fist, he roars angrily......

The Heavenly Evil Son closed his eyes, silently listening to the sound in his ears, listening to the whining sound, his gloomy expression also relaxed at this moment.

The old man also closed his eyes, his expression calm.

This is a very long loss song, she may have a name, but Su Ming doesn't know, such a song exists in his memory many times, but it is only now that he really loses the moon and plays it.

But...... It's not his loss, this loss music has a soul and his memory, but it still lacks a taste, which is the taste of home.

The end of the song.

Su Ming opened his eyes, looked at the bone damage in his hand, and with a realization in his eyes, he stood up and respectfully handed the damage to the old man.

The old man smiled on his face, looked at Su Ming kindly, and nodded.

At this moment, the Heavenly Evil Son also opened his eyes, and instead of looking at the old man, he got up and walked out.

From beginning to end, neither he nor the old man said a word to each other, but Su Ming knew that in fact, the two of them had already expressed a thousand words with their own songs.

As the Heavenly Evil Son walked out, Su Ming hesitated, followed him, and the two walked out of the leather tent, the rain outside was still very heavy, falling on them, falling into the potholes and stagnant water on the ground.

When he walked out of this leather tent for more than ten steps, Su Ming's footsteps suddenly stopped, and the hesitation in his eyes was no longer there, but there was decisiveness.

As his footsteps stopped, the Heavenly Evil Son was also stunned, but he did not look back.

Su Ming bowed to the Heavenly Evil Son, turned around and walked quickly to the leather tent that had just left, lifted the corner of the tent, and walked in.

Inside the leather tent, at the same time as Su Ming walked in, the old man sitting there looked calm.

"You...... Can it be fixed......?" Su Ming took out his bone Xun from his arms, which had the smell of home, there were many cracks, it was no longer able to make a sound, and it was held by Su Ming and placed in front of the old man.

The old man's gaze fell on this loss, picked it up, looked at it carefully, and nodded.

Su Ming bowed respectfully, turned around and walked out of the leather tent, and left the tribe's stockade with the Heavenly Evil Son.

"What's the ......" outside Chazi, in the wind and rain, the evil son of heaven calmly spoke, although he was wearing purple clothes at this moment, his expression was no longer gloomy.

"The first battle is the confirmation of cultivation, and the second is the ......" Su Ming looked at the Heavenly Evil Son, was silent for a moment, and spoke: "For the heart of the fighting method!"

"The person who fought the first battle was the seventh junior brother of the division. The person you see in this second act, I don't know his name for the teacher, and I met him by chance a few years ago, and I saw him make a Xun ......

After that, whenever my heart changed, I would look for him and fight with my heart...... Take the environment as a fighting ......"

"You comprehend the method of painting, and you meditate on it, and there is no system for your cultivation, and everything is the practice of thunder and heart...... There may be people who don't know about this road, but among the people I know, there are only a few of us masters and apprentices.

I walked farther, and a few of your senior brothers also took a few steps, and you, now you are facing a change of heart for the first time...... The change of heart, such as the appearance of a second you. The Heavenly Evil Son spoke softly.

"How to do it, as a teacher can't give guidance, I can only tell you that my heart has changed...... Let's go, I'll take you to the witch killing...... As soon as the purple clothes of the teacher came out, it was difficult to dissipate without a thousand hard work. The Heavenly Evil Son took a step towards the sky, Su Ming took a deep breath, whispered his heart to Eryu, his eyes flashed, and he followed behind the Heavenly Evil Son.

"He's blind, do you see......?" In the sky, when the figures of the master and apprentice disappeared, faintly, the heavenly evil son whistled and spoke.

"Blind man......" Su Ming was stunned.

People scattered.

There is a person who takes the ear as the name, has a love, and takes attachment as the devil.

There is a kind of person who reads as a friend, and there is a kind of ticket, known as "".

There is a pot of wine, and Yu is the song.

There is a kind of kindness that cannot be repaid.

cough, two poems with soy sauce, how well written, so lyrical, anyway, I'm intoxicated, I should vote for encouragement. (To be continued)