Xie Wule looked at the plaque with the word "Song Mansion" written on it, took a deep breath, and finally struck it "dong dong."
The two servants opened the door to the mansion, and Shu Yiyue resolutely waited behind the door.
"This is nephew Xie. Why are you here? Please come in quickly." Shu Yiyue greeted warmly.
"Hello, Auntie." Although it was only fleeting, Xie Wule still saw Shu Yiyue's loneliness when he opened the door, and felt uncomfortable in his heart.
Before sitting down in the hall, Shu Yiyue invited someone to bring snacks and tea: "Nephew Xie is here to see Weiwei and Ming Xing, but they are still in the imperial city and will stay for a while to deliver the letter a few days ago."
"Thank you for the trip, nephew. Unfortunately, I'm the only one at home now. Don't blame me if I don't treat you well. Just treat this as your own home and feel free to do it."
Shu Yiyue had heard about Xie Wule from Song Zhengjing and learned about the relationship between Xie Wule and Song Mingxing.
Of course, Song Zhengjing did not tell Shu Yiyue that Xie Wule was the prince of the previous dynasty.
"What are you talking about, aunt?" Xie Wule picked up the tea cup and brought it to his mouth, paying attention.
"aunt."
Shu Yiyue smiled: "Well, what can I do for nephew Xie?"
"Haha, it's nothing. I just remembered that I lived here for a long time with Weiwei and my eldest brother. Have you ever heard of it?" Although the words were on his lips but he still didn't say them out, Xie Wule abruptly changed the subject. .
Shu Yiyue was stunned, not knowing why Xie Wule mentioned this matter, but she also responded with a smile: "Originally, I wanted to ask Weiwei how she and you fell in love, but thinking that the girl is older, there is no more ask."
"Actually, I really want to know this in my heart. If nephew Xie can tell me, that would of course be the best."
"At that time, I was in Wuyi Village..." Xie Wule told in detail how he met Song Mingxing and Song Weiwei.
During the process, Shu Yiyue also talked to her from time to time.
When talking about treating Song Weiwei, Shu Yiyue covered her mouth and smiled:
"Wei Wei, this girl, just has a tough mouth. This bad habit has not changed after so long. I need to thank my nephew for being patient with her in the future. She will become a good wife."
"Well, I know, Weiwei is a very good girl." Xie Wule nodded.
When she heard that Song Mingxing was chasing the bandits, Shu Yiyue was surprised and said:
"I know that Ming Xing has been very serious about everything he does since he was a child, but I didn't expect him to be so jealous of evil. But Ming Xing is a good boy, but he doesn't care much about his own affairs. I have to thank my nephew for taking more care of him."
"Yes, I will definitely do it." Xie Wule promised repeatedly.
As he spoke and listened, tears welled up in Xie Wule's eyes and flowed down.
Shu Yiyue didn't expect Xie Wule to behave like this, so she hurriedly stood up and walked towards him: "What is this, nephew Xie?"
Xie Wule also stood up and took two steps, came to Shu Yiyue, and knelt down with a plop.
Shu Yiyue was completely panicked now and hurriedly tried to help Xie Wule up.
Xie Wule was unmoved, his tears still falling drop by drop, and he kowtowed to Shu Yiyue vigorously and said, "Auntie, uncle fought with the traitors during the war. He was defeated by dozens of enemies, and he died of exhaustion in the end."
Shu Yiyue felt as if she had been struck by a bolt from the blue. She swayed a few times and sat back on the chair: "Really..."
"Saving his life for the country, he died a worthy death. I think he had no regrets when he died. Nephew Xie, please get up quickly. This has nothing to do with you." Although Shu Yiyue herself had shed tears, she still advised Xie Wule to get up quickly.
Xie Wule's tears became more intense. He knew that Aunt Shu would be very uncomfortable if he told everything, but he also thought that she should know everything: "Auntie, Brother Song, Weiwei, Uncle Shu, and Grandma Huang are all dead too. They are all dead. It’s my fault! It’s all my fault!”
"It was me who told Gobashu Mansion where it was, and I was the one who killed them. I'm sorry for you, I'm sorry for you!"
Shu Yiyue couldn't bear the blow and fainted. When she woke up again, Xie Wule was still kneeling in front of her.
Shu Yiyue wiped away her tears, stood up holding the chair, walked to Xie Wule wanderingly, and supported Xie Wule's hand: "Son, get up quickly, my aunt didn't blame you, this is not your fault, it's the bad guy. Wrong! Get up quickly."
Seeing that Shu Yiyue didn't look too good, Xie Wule stood up, supported her, and helped her back to the chair.
The more Shu Yiyue treated her well, the more guilty Xie Wule felt inside. He choked up everything he said: "I have killed Gou Ba with my own hands. Don't worry, aunt, I swear to God that I will support you."
The corners of Shu Yiyue's eyes were red and she nodded: "Auntie, I believe you. You have been traveling for many days and are tired. Go and rest today. I will ask someone to deliver food to your house."
Xie Wule understood that Shu Yiyue wanted to be alone, so he agreed to leave.
Shu Yiyue was the only one left in the hall. She looked at the front of the hall quietly, tears streaming down her face again. She knew that Xie Wule was not feeling well, so she had been pretending to be strong. Now that there was no one around, she could relax a little.
That night.
Shu Yiyue looked at Bai Ling on the table and picked it up without much hesitation.
Xie Wule slept back in the room where he had slept before. The furnishings in the room had not changed at all, which made Xie Wule feel familiar and seemed to calm down more easily than usual. Looking at the roof, I gradually fell asleep.
The next day.
Xie Wule pushed the door open and saw the whole courtyard filled with white satin. Everyone in the house was sad.
When a maid saw Xie Wule coming out, she hurriedly brought him white sesame and said, "This is what Madam wanted."
Xie Wule took it and it was heavy. The closer the relationship, the heavier the uniform. Auntie asked someone to bring it to her because she regarded her as a close relative. With mixed feelings in his heart, he nodded and went back to the house to change.
Go out again and go to the lobby. There are only two spiritual tablets in the hall, and Shu Yiyue is already kneeling in front of them.
When the servants saw Xie Wule arriving, three people came to him, each holding a spiritual tablet. From front to back are Song Zhengjing, Song Mingxing and Song Weiwei.
The death of a father and the burial of a son should have been handled by the eldest brother, but now it fell on his own shoulders.
Xie Wule took the spiritual tablets one by one, placed them on the spiritual platform, and knelt beside Shu Yiyue.
After three days of mourning, Shu Yiyue found Xie Wule: "Niece Xie, I heard that you have been appointed as the princess and leader of the martial arts alliance. This battle is so successful that there must be many things for you to deal with, and you don't have to accompany me."
Xie Wule knew that his aunt was afraid of delaying his future: "It's okay, aunt, it won't delay anything."
"What do you mean it can't be delayed? Compared with the country's affairs, what are we doing here? And I'm still waiting for you to provide for me in my old age, so you have to pay more attention to your work!"
Seeing Shu Yiyue feigning anger, the corners of Xie Wule's mouth also raised slightly. This was the first time in several days that Xie Wule saw Shu Yiyue showing other expressions.
Although Xie Wule never thought about going back when he left Chiyang County, but now that he couldn't say it, he agreed.
Xie Wule took off his mourning clothes and came to the house accompanied by Shu Yiyue.
"Auntie, I'll leave first. You have to take care of yourself."
Shu Yiyue nodded, said goodbye to Xie Wule, and looked at his departing back: "Thank you, nephew!"
Xie Wule turned around when he heard the sound, worried that Shu Yiyue still had instructions.
"Come back and have a look when you have time. This is your home too." Shu Yiyue said with a slight smile.
Xie Wule nodded fiercely, tears streaming down his face uncontrollably: "I will definitely come back to visit you often!"
After Xie Wule was completely invisible, Shu Yiyue returned to the hall and knelt down in front of the mourning platform.
Last night she thought about hanging herself and leaving with Song Zhengjing. What's the point of living alone except to increase her sorrow?
But I thought about Xie Wule, and if I did this, Xie Wule would blame himself even more, so he gave up the idea of hanging himself.
Father, mother, husband, Ming Xing, Weiwei, you are with each other at the foot of the spring. If I come to find you, only Xie Wule, the child, will be left. I will spend more time with him and reunite with you again in a while.
Shu Yiyue closed her eyes, but vaguely saw Song Zhengjing and others looking at her with smiles, turning into points of light little by little. Shu Yiyue hurriedly opened her eyes, not knowing when it was getting late.
"Madam, get up and have something to eat."
Shu Yiyue wiped away her tears and stood up slowly with the help of the maid.
Before coming here, he had been afraid, didn't dare, and didn't know how to face Aunt Shu, but with the Song family and his party, Xie Wule felt much more relaxed.
Xie Wule leaned against the tree and looked at the bonfire in front of him. Although I feel sorry for my aunt, I have decided not to come to the Song Mansion again. I might really be a lone star of evil and bring bad luck to the people around me.
Anyone who gets involved with him will not end well.
Chiyang County will not go back, so what should I do next?
Xie Wule felt that the world was vast and there was no place for him to stay for a while. He looked up at the starry sky for a whole night, until the bonfire went out and the sun rose in the east, then he left.
Among the barren mountains and ridges, a person walks sadly, feeling miserable and lonely.
After traveling for more than ten days, Xie Wule saw the red leaves falling in the mountains, walked past the cliffs and waterfalls, and saw another large mountain in front of him. Winter was approaching, but the trees were still dense and lush.
Xie Wule felt strange and stepped into the mountain. There was no road in the mountain and the mountain was steep. Every step he took was quite difficult.
Today, Xie Wule climbed over a cliff, and a large lake suddenly appeared in front of him. The water surface was clear and round, the mist was rising, and he could only see it for a few meters. The weather was cold but the lake was warm. Xie Wule took off his clothes and jumped into it.
The surface of the lake was gentle, and the water seemed to be still. However, as soon as Xie Wule entered the water, he discovered that there was an undercurrent surging under the water. If he had not been a good swimmer, he would have found it difficult to get up again after jumping.
Xie Wule swam toward the distance, and was shocked when a figure stood out in front of him. I saw that the figure looked familiar again, so I approached him cautiously. What comes into view is a stone wall. The stone wall is smooth and smooth, and you are reflected in it.
Looking around, there is no high place except this stone wall. I think there used to be a waterfall here. This stone wall was washed by the waterfall for many years before it became like this. After many years, the mountain topography changed and the waterfall was cut off.
The lake water was warm for the first time, but after soaking for a long time it was still chilly. Xie Wule put away his playfulness and swam to the shore. His true energy flowed through every part of his body, forcing the coldness out, and he put on his clothes again.
I sighed in my heart about the miraculous craftsmanship of nature, but I still have some unfinished ideas.
as big as World, nothing is nonexistent! Xie Wule recalled what Uncle Liu told Liu Yucheng when he ran away from Yunbian City.
He said he had met a tourist who was very knowledgeable. Xie Wule made up his mind to see this great river and mountains.
After thinking about this, he made up his mind and embarked on the road of sightseeing in the mountains and rivers. The land road is rugged and the waterway is dangerous, so you need some leg strength, so you can keep practicing at noon every day.
One day while walking in a certain mountain, I looked up at the floating clouds and lowered my head at the flowing water. Suddenly I stood still. I remembered Weiwei's words about teaching her Tai Chi sword to use softness to overcome hardness, and she also remembered that she had seen Uncle Song's strong sword moves.
Three days later, Xie Wule was exhausted and fell hard into the rocks in front of the stream. However, he looked up to the sky and laughed. He suddenly realized that the yin and yang of the Tai Chi sword interacted with each other.
This smile lasted ten years. In the past ten years, I have traveled to countless places with extremely beautiful scenery, and I have also recalled the passing of Uncle Qi, Song Weiwei and others.
At first, every time I thought about it, I would burst into tears with great sadness. I was afraid to think about it again, but it would appear inadvertently.
Nowadays, I often take the initiative to recall it, and I dare not forget the affection in it.
For ten years, Xie Wule traveled alone in the mountains without interacting with anyone.
PS: "Mortal Sword Immortal" has reached the 100th chapter, which is very gratifying.
. So many things happened during this period. Next, I will explain the break in April.
First of all, it was an emergency, so I became a volunteer. Then after that, I came back and unexpectedly found out that the heroine of a certain video was my ex-girlfriend. It really ruined my outlook! This also resulted in long periods of interruption.
As my first book, no matter what the outcome, I still hope to finish it. come on.
