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The village women all began to run around their yards, collecting the clothes to dry in the house, taking small but compact steps, complaining about the beauty of the gods, calling for the children who were playing outside, and by the way, heating a good meal for their husbands returning home, but these things were done without conflict and in an orderly manner, which shows the ability of the rural women.

At this time, a woman wearing a simple apron ran out of the house and beckoned to the distant field, "Yuanqiao, go home for dinner!"

The boy grabbed a dragonfly that had fallen due to low flight, and with the other hand tore off a piece of silk thread from the cloth, tied the dragonfly's tail with the silk thread, and then pretended to release the dragonfly that had become a prisoner.

The young man walking on the road suddenly stopped, looked at a conspicuous cliff mountain a few times, and his clear eyes showed a worry that did not match this scene, the young man's eyes rolled, and he began to walk home again.

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Ghost knife on the mountain

Ji Lingsheng squatted in front of the wooden house, and there were four tombs in front of him, two new tombs, and two old tombs.

Ji Lingsheng's face was facing the black ground, with dark clouds on his head, and the mountain wind whined softly, and he lost his way in the air with pieces of fallen leaves, losing his home and road. Without the sun, the wind took on a cold hue, and its temperament changed dramatically, now more like a piercing ice knife, piercing some bloodless holes.

His head was so low that he couldn't see his expression, but in fact he had no expression, just like the black clouds rolling in the sky, you see it seems to have a sad expression, but in fact, it has no expression. Ji Lingsheng sat like this, like a stone, just like the game he played with Bai Yue when he was a child, more like a wooden man than anyone, if he went to play now, he would definitely win, it was really like it.

Ji Lingsheng, who looked like wood, threw a pair of red and swollen hands on the ground, his fingers and nails were full of mud, and there was a gold-rimmed dagger lying on his right hand, with a trace of blood remaining on the dark blade of the dagger, and the tip of the knife was full of white ash. In the first four tombs, Ji Changfeng is next to his grandmother, Ji Xuan is next to his mother, and only Ji Ling is left alone.

The rain began to fall, and the scorching heat for many days always ushered in the baptism of rain, but the rain on this mountain was extraordinarily heavy, so big that it washed away and landed, leaving only black soil all over the ground. The rain washed over the land, revealing the new shoots of tender grass, and the living water that nourished the earth so much was reflected in Ji Lingsheng's eyes, but it was the stagnant water in the sky.

Feeling the biting coldness of the rain, Ji Lingsheng finally moved, he got up and knelt instead, slowly walked to the tombstone with his knees, and didn't care about the large puddle of water in front of him, and fell down with his hands open.

The muddy water splashed on his face, Ji Lingsheng didn't care, just lay on the ground very relaxed, pressed his face against the black earth, and prayed that he could get closer to them. The ears are immersed in the water, and aside from the slight buzzing, the rhythm of the non-existent can be heard, which seems to be the beating of their hearts.

Ji Lingsheng closed his eyes, the rhythm echoed in his ears, and he was overjoyed, revealing a smile that couldn't tell whether it was reluctant or satisfied. Suddenly, that rhythm disappeared, Ji Lingsheng opened his eyes, raised his head to push away the muddy water, and put his face on it, but it still didn't, as if it was gone forever.

Ji Lingsheng raised his head again, his expression was shocked and angry, he gritted his teeth and dug a big pit in front of him, and then put his head in it, but it was still not, as if it had never appeared.

He seemed to have suffered a lot of blows, and kept hitting his head on the ground, and the ground that had become soft due to the rain naturally would not knock him out, but the stones all over the ground still had to oppose him, stabbing him to the point that his head was bleeding.

After squeezing his anger, he climbed to Ji Changfeng's tombstone again, and the slightly new stone was engraved with a few large characters that were not very neat, as if they were carved with a blade.

Ji Lingsheng touched the tombstone with his hand, but found that the tombstone was stained by the sludge on his hands, Ji Lingsheng wiped it with his hands, but it was even dirtier, and he hurriedly wiped it with his sleeves, but the sleeves were also full of mud, and he tore off a piece of his robe in a panic to roughly wipe it clean.

Ji Lingsheng no longer touched it with his hands, just watched quietly, looking at the three words Ji Changfeng on the tombstone, Ji Lingsheng's teeth grinded and gurgled, his eyes opened angrily, and he complained fiercely: "Didn't you say that your grandson won't be bullied?"

The tombstone did not respond, Ji Lingsheng rested his head on the tombstone, his shoulders shook, and there was a suppressed choke, and he squeezed two handfuls of dirt tightly in his hands.

After the rain, the temperature of midsummer returned to the mountain again, and Ji Ling knelt in front of Ji Xuan's grave with his hair scattered. During a rainy day, he talked to his parents and grandparents buried in the ground one by one, and after he left, how could he have the opportunity to talk about family life.

"Don't live in hatred, so you don't even tell me about the enemy?", Ji Lingsheng lowered his head and muttered to himself, after speaking, Ji Lingsheng stood up, looked at Ji Changfeng and Ji Xuan's somewhat shabby graves, and grabbed a few handfuls of wet soil and put them on.

There is still no color in Ji Lingsheng's eyes, just like the whole world is black and white, life is life, and death is death.

The sunlight swept through the clouds, sprinkling golden light on the Ghost Knife Mountain, and the dark land shone with golden red, and Ji Lingsheng glimpsed it. Walking forward, Ji Lingsheng saw the golden sword and the blood-colored sickle placed on the ground, both reflecting the light in the sun, as if they did not want to be buried in the ground.

Ji Lingsheng glanced at Ji Xuan's grave, there seemed to be a gaze full of expectations, Ji Lingsheng took a moment before turning around and taking the golden sword into the room and putting it away, and then returned to the sickle, the blood-colored sickle was huge, even if it was folded, it could reach Ji Lingsheng's chest.

Ji Lingsheng cautiously held the handle of the sickle with both hands, and then exerted his strength, and found that the sickle was heavier than he imagined, but he could barely hold it, so after a long time, Ji Lingsheng also carried the sickle into the room.

After a while, Ji Lingsheng walked out and sat on the threshold with a wet cloth in one hand and a golden sword in the other. Ji Lingsheng stared blankly at several graves, wiping the golden sword in his hand, completely forgetting that he was also unkempt and embarrassed.

When it was time for lunch, the calf Liu Yuanqiao went up the mountain and put a bamboo basket next to Ji Lingsheng, which contained hot meals. Although Xiao Niu was young, he was quite sensible, and he knew that Ji Lingsheng was in a bad mood, so he didn't interrupt him.

To be exact, he didn't dare, last night Xiao Niu came up with three tombstones with the villagers, Ji Lingsheng didn't speak or thank him like a dead man, but when the villagers wanted to help him dig the grave, he yelled and drove them all away.

The little cow looked at the two newly added tombs, the simple tomb bag and the random portrayal on the stele were obviously done by Ji Lingsheng himself, the little cow suddenly felt a little strange but didn't ask anything.

The little calf who wanted to leave blinked, but he still stayed, sitting next to Ji Lingsheng and watching Ji Lingsheng's silent and repetitive movements, time was all consumed in wordless embarrassment. In the end, the calf still plucked up the courage to say, "My father went to the market this morning and heard a big news!"

Ji Lingsheng didn't react, the momentum of Xiao Niu's speech couldn't help but weaken by three points, but after finishing his words, "I heard that the emperor is dead!", Ji Lingsheng's pupils shrank, and all kinds of thoughts flashed in his mind, the emperor died, his father took revenge, and he wanted to kill the man in black who wanted to kill him, if the three clues were connected······

The enemy is the royal family! Ji Lingsheng came up with this answer, maybe this answer is not right, but Ji Lingsheng still subconsciously takes the answer, he urgently needs a place where he can vent his hatred now. "Father said that he has taken revenge, then the royal family should be gone, so who will he seek revenge?", thinking of this, Ji Lingsheng couldn't help but be extremely depressed.

Ji Lingsheng suddenly turned his head and asked, "Has anyone survived?" The little cow was confused, not understanding what Ji Lingsheng was asking, patted his head before reacting, and hurriedly added: "It seems that the princess and the prince are hiding, so they escaped the catastrophe······"

"Where can you hide?", Ji Lingsheng suddenly stood up after hearing this, and said with a hideous face, and at the same time a strange low laugh sounded. The little cow was frightened back two steps by the angry Ji Lingsheng, and the little cow shouted timidly: "Brother Ling Sheng?", Ji Lingsheng turned a deaf ear, let out a laugh similar to crying, carried the golden sword, picked up the jade fold on the ground, and then ran down the mountain like crazy.

Ji Lingsheng ran to the village, took away a coat and a hat on the low wall of the villager's house, Ji Lingsheng ran to the entrance of the village, attracted the black wind, and then walked towards Siyue non-stop.

Outside Siyue City, Ji Ling gave birth to a horse and put on a coat and entered the city alone, the city guards were half less than usual, and the inventory was also pretentious, as for Ji Lingsheng, who was dirty and unkempt, he didn't want to touch it, and he was treated as a refugee.

After entering the city, Ji Lingsheng went straight to the merchant, he needed someone to take him into the palace, even though he was not sure if Shang Zheng would help him, but he decided to gamble.

Shang Zheng saw Ji Lingsheng under the report of the servant, and as soon as he recognized Ji Lingsheng, he took him to a quiet place without revealing his feet, and cautiously investigated.

"Why did you come back?Do you know how dangerous this is?", Shang Zheng asked bitterly, Ji Lingsheng didn't answer and asked: "Is it the royal family's hand on the Ji family?", Shang Zheng was stunned, and nodded slowly, seeing that Ji Lingsheng showed signs of going violent, Shang Zheng asked again: "What are you still doing when you come back?" Your father has killed Yue Beifeng and the emperor, and now the whole city is looking for your whereabouts. ”

Ji Lingsheng said in a cold tone: "Aren't there two small ones?", Shang Zheng was shocked, "You want to kill the prince and the princess?", Ji Lingsheng's face hidden under the hat showed a grim and weird smile, "I want to make them break into pieces." ”

Shang Zheng suddenly became anxious, and said in a deep voice: "What are you going to do now, as soon as the emperor dies and the princess also dies, King De immediately entered the palace in the name of protecting the prince, and wrote a book of ten thousand words, making it clear that he wants to monopolize the power." Now that the palace is full of his people, how do you get in?"

Ji Lingsheng looked at Shang Zheng with an unchanged expression, and Shang Zheng also knew how to persuade him, and said with a wry smile: "I will help you find a way!"

Ji Lingsheng waited until the evening, and Shang Zheng gave the news, saying that the guards had been bought, and there would be half a pillar of incense unguarded for a while. Ji Lingsheng didn't say much, only said a word of thanks, and then left, Shang Zheng looked at Ji Lingsheng's back in front of the door, and sighed heavily.

At midnight, Ji Lingsheng entered the palace gate on time, holding the map given by Shang Zheng in his hand and began to look for the palace where Yue Yunyou was, strangely he hardly encountered any soldiers and guards along the way.

In Gaoyang Palace, Yue Yunyou sat on the edge of the bed, his face was frightened, and there were words in his mouth, "Ziming, where have you been? Come back quickly to pick up your brother, this old guy King De will definitely find a way to kill me." Don't leave your brother alone······"

Yue Yunyou looked around vigilantly, especially at the door and window, he would be frightened and scream at the slightest disturbance, "Who is it, come out quickly!"

Yue Yunyou frightened himself for a long time, feeling tired, and was comforting himself to go to bed in his heart, but at this time, the door was suddenly pushed open, revealing a haggard but murderous face.