Fifty kilometers south of Wanhua Valley, there are two hills forming a corner, guarding the back to form a flat valley. The mountains are covered with yellow pine trees, hence the name Yellow Pine Valley.
At this time, the narrow entrance of Huangsong Valley has been completely occupied by a group of people in black robes, who are not allowed to enter or exit. In the open area behind, dozens of simple tents have been set up, and the fragrance of medicine occasionally fills the air. In the sky above Huangsong Valley, the outer disciples of Wanhua Valley were hit here.
The closer to the center of this camping area, the more patrolling black-robed law enforcement teams can be seen. Bai Jianwen held a jar and slowly walked towards the middlemost tent.
"Jianwen."
By chance, a tall, well-dressed man walked out of the middle tent.
"Brother Zheng." Bai Jianwen didn't expect Zheng Shi to come out of the tent. His face was a little panicked and he stepped faster.
A man in black robes stepped out half of his foot at the door to stop Bai Jianwen. Zheng Shi just glanced at it lightly. Although the man in black robes did not belong to the Assassin lineage, thinking about Zheng Shi's identity as the second elder's direct disciple, he did not. Keep going.
Bai Jianwen walked up to Zheng Shi very carefully holding the medicine jar, hesitated for a moment, and still asked: "I wonder what Brother Zheng was doing just now?"
Bai Jianwen still remembered Zheng Shi's coveted expression on his sister's prey when they were caught yesterday.
Zheng Shi looked at Bai Jianwen's questioning yet cautious and fearful look. A hint of contempt flashed deep in his eyes. He pointed at the jar Bai Jianwen was holding and asked, "What is this?"
"Oh, my sister hasn't eaten a bite of food since yesterday afternoon. I asked a sister I know to cook some medicinal porridge to replenish qi and blood."
After Bai Jianwen followed Huaicao Shi to Wanhua Valley, even though Huaifenghua said that Bai Jianwen could live in the valley, Huaicao Shi still placed Bai Jianwen outside the valley and lived with the outer disciples according to the rules of Wanhua Valley. together.
During this period of time, Bai Jianwen no longer ran around endlessly trying to escape, but also got to know a few older sisters who understood the principles of medicine and gentleness. Bai Jianwen thought that such a peaceful and comfortable life would continue.
Zheng Shi said: "You are completely asking for trouble. Your sister still can't understand your difficulties. If you go in now, you will only get scolded. How about I help you get it in."
Zheng Shi reached out and was about to take the clay pot in Bai Jianwen's arms. Bai Jianwen took two steps back and shook his head: "Brother Zheng, no need, this clay pot is still very hot."
Zheng Shi didn't force it. He twitched his nose a few times and asked with a smile on his face: "Who cooked this medicinal porridge that is so fragrant? I'll go get a bowl too."
"It's Sister Lin."
"Well, just go in and call me if you encounter any situation."
Zheng Shi patted Bai Jianwen on the shoulder and passed by Bai Jianwen, his eyes flashing with danger.
Bai Jianwen opened the curtain and walked into the tent. Bai Jiahe heard the footsteps behind him, turned his back to the door and said coldly: "I advise you to give up this idea."
"Junior sister, this is Jianwen."
Bai Jiahe was reminded by senior brother Xu Zuo and immediately turned to look at the door. When he saw Bai Jianwen holding a jar, his eyes lit up and he took two steps towards Bai Jianwen, then stopped a few steps away from Bai Jianwen. He scolded softly: "Uncle Valley Master is seriously injured and is still awake. The situation in Ten Thousand Flowers Valley is in danger. Master even asked my senior brother and sister-in-law to accompany me to find you. See how you plotted against us?"
Bai Jianwen has relied on Bai Jiahe since he was a child and was afraid of her. Bai Jiahe said a few words that made him open his mouth but he didn't know how to explain it, so he buried his head and took out a jar with hot porridge: "Sister, you are hungry. Come on, this is the medicinal porridge I asked Sister Lin to cook for you."
"Who wants to eat your food!" Bai Jiahe was originally worried about the safety of his younger brother, but now he was getting more and more angry and turned to look aside.
"Okay, Jiahe, I think Jianwen is here to explain it to you." Lu Fanrou walked between the siblings with a light red scar on her face, took the jar and said "Ah".
Bai Jiahe quickly looked at Lu Fanrou.
Lu Fanrou hissed softly, "Isn't this silly boy afraid of getting burned? Isn't this just taken off the fire?"
"Sister Lu, it's not hot." Bai Jianwen scratched his head and looked at his sister's face carefully, "Sister, you should also eat some. I will stay by Sister Lin's side. This time, the situation like yesterday will never happen. Yes, and Sister Lin should be a good person."
"Why are you still calling me Sister Lu? Now that Senior Brother has taken Sister Fanrou as his wife, please remember to change your name to Sister Sister from now on."
Xu Zuo stepped forward and took the clay pot from Lu Fanrou's hand, and smiled at Lu Fanrou. Junior sister was good at everything, but she always liked to put on a lecturing face in front of Jianwen.
"Really? I really don't know, so congratulations to Senior Brother Xu and Sister Lu." Bai Jianwen realized that he had called the wrong name again, and suddenly looked at Bai Jiahe at a loss.
Bai Jiahe looked at his brother's weak but sincere look and sighed in his heart, "You can yell whatever you want, come here and show me if your hands are burned."
There was no misunderstanding between the two siblings. Bai Jiahe asked and Bai Jianwen answered. After a while, the ins and outs of what happened to Bai Jianwen were explained clearly.
On the eve of the turmoil in Ten Thousand Flowers Valley, Bai Jianwen wanted to meet up with Bai Jiahe, but he was led by the woman named Zhang Shanshan yesterday and followed them all the way south, and did not stop until they reached Huangsong Valley. Then Bai Jiahe and the others came to see them yesterday. Zhang Shanshan still looked warm and friendly, and invited Bai Jianwen and Bai Jiahe, who were safe and sound, to sit at the same table. Bai Jiahe and the others naturally relaxed their vigilance, allowing the other party to fight without any effort. , the three of them were poisoned by the medicine.
You must know that Xu Zuo, as a third-grade sword cultivator who has understood the heart of the sword, only met people like Geng Jian and Murong Xing. In fact, judging from his strength in the world, he is completely a hero.
The siblings sat down on the grass balls. After Bai Jianwen asked Bai Jianwen, he squinted his eyes and asked with sharp eyes: "You didn't know that Zhang Shanshan poisoned the food and wine, so why are there still people like Zheng Shi in the camp?" , you didn’t mention a word?”
"I..." Bai Jianwen would lower his head reluctantly when he didn't know how to explain.
In the past, if Bai Jianwen got into trouble, Bai Jiahe would have ignored such an attitude, but thinking of Xu Zuo and Lu Fanrou accompanying him into danger, his voice suddenly became cold and stern: "Are you not going to recognize me as your sister? "
"How is that possible?" Bai Jianwen raised his head, and for the first time he had the courage to look directly at his angry sister. Seeing the fatigue in Bai Jiahe's brows, he lowered his head again, "Brother Zheng, no, Zheng Shi was introduced by Zhang Shanshan. It is said that the leader of Hidden Valley knew that Wanhua Valley was under attack, and specially sent him and his people to protect these outer disciples."
"Then you have never thought that with so many outside disciples here, a shameless person like Zheng Shi would rather find you than a woman!"
Bai Jianwen raised his chin and answered simply: "I know, because... my surname is Bai."
"Sister, we are remnants of the previous dynasty."
Bai Jiahe was silent, frowning as he thought about the other party's intention of placing their siblings under house arrest.
Bai Jianwen's voice was full of boredom, and he said slowly: "Sister, do you know? As long as I can remember, we have been running around under the protection of the master and chivalrous people like Sister Lu."
Bai Jianwen's eyes were filled with confusion, "At first, I just thought it was novel. One place today and another place tomorrow. It seemed more fun than peek-a-boo. Well, peek-a-boo was still my sister. You just wanted to make me happy. It’s such a game that I was taught, otherwise I probably wouldn’t have known until now that I could use peek-a-boo to coax children when I’m tired of running around.”
Bai Jianwen giggled and said "ha": "Later, many people died, and gradually I found that a certain brother or sister who smiled at me yesterday would never smile at me again. I was very sad. But why did they die? I still don’t know.”
"Then have you found the reason now? Why did they die?"
There was deep sadness on Bai Jiahe's face. He didn't know whether he was feeling sad for the dead people on his back or for the two siblings.
Bai Jianwen's eyes moved and he stared at Bai Jiahe. He reached out and gently wiped away the wet marks from the corners of Bai Jiahe's eyes, and said with a smile: "Sister, didn't I say it from the beginning, because our surname is Bai."
"Because we are remnants of the previous dynasty, some people died trying to catch us, and some people died trying to prevent us from being caught."
"There are people like Zheng Shi." Bai Jianwen frowned and paused for a long time, his eyes flashing as if he was organizing a prophecy.
Bai Jiahe and the three others looked at him.
Bai Jianwen's voice was unusually calm: "As soon as he found me, he told me that all he needed to end this nightmare was for me to be the emperor."
"He said that some people in Hidden Valley are willing to support me to become the emperor."
When Bai Jianwen said "emperor", the expression on his face was very complicated, including fear and hatred, but not the joy of being an emperor.
"You... agreed?" Bai Jiahe wanted to say, "You are crazy," but thinking of those who died in the past, if those people could leave one or two last words before they died, most of them would say something like "Master Jianwen is the one." "Orthodox", "It's a pity that I can't see that day" and other words full of regret and longing.
"I was afraid of death, so I agreed." Bai Jianwen showed Bai Jiahe the darkest side of his heart.
"I don't blame you." Bai Jiahe said softly.
Her eyes were in a trance. Neither she nor her brother seemed to have ever asked the siblings if they wanted to continue. Are you willing to bear the reputation of being a "remnant of the previous dynasty"?
After all, women's minds are much more sensitive. Lu Fanrou shouted: "Jiahe."
Bai Jiahe stood up and said with a wry smile: "It's okay. Jianwen can face the problem that troubles our siblings head-on, which proves that he has really grown up."
Bai Jianwen had quick eyesight and quick hands. He stood up and supported Bai Jiahe's shaking body, "Sister, there's nothing wrong with the porridge. You, Sister Lu, and Brother Xu can all drink some. I'll go out first."
After Bai Jianwen walked out of the tent, he turned around and glanced at the tent. The tent hanging under his sleeves trembled slightly, "When did my sister become so thin? Or did I never care at all before?"
Sometimes Bai Jianwen was ambitious, sometimes he felt unspeakable guilt, and he just returned to the tent where he was resting in despair.
Next to him, a fire was about to burn out, but no one added any more firewood. Even closer, a trail of ash trailed out under his feet.
