Standing on the top of the mountain, looking down at the ants.
Standing in the wind, a graceful young man with a sword on his back, his long hair fluttering, the moonlight is cold.
The sword pointed directly at the earth, sounding like thunder in the sky, driving back the wolves that were galloping towards here several miles away.
Zhang Li crawled out of the pit on the verge of death, his ears ringing and he was unsteady on his feet.
The severe pain in his head made Zhang Ke fall to his knees, pressing his head with both hands as hard as he could.
They were all dead, not a single one was left, only the wives and concubines who were one year old and a few scattered servants were left.
He was dumbfounded and his heart was shattered by the sword that cut through the sky just now.
Zhang Ge tried hard to find his familiar figure, calling his companion's name hoarsely, but got no response.
"Bold mortals, killing creatures with extremely cruel methods. Today, I will take their lives to atone for my sins. I will spare your life to hold you in the prison of the Evil Suppressing Tower until you die." The young man at the top of the hillside yelled loudly.
"What a bullshit swordsman, trying to act like a hero after the fact. If you have the guts, kill me." After saying that, Zhang Li pointed at his heart naked and laughed.
The young swordsman ignored Zhang Ge, who wanted to die. He just took out a seal from his arms and flicked it down with two fingers. He only heard a scream with clenched teeth.
Zhang Ge covered his forehead, blood flowed out from the gap and dripped down his arm to the ground.
The seal was also put into his arms while taking a breath.
The young swordsman said loudly: "As for the rest of you, you can leave now. I have driven away the wolves that are attacking here. I will wait for the sun to rise tomorrow before leaving to ensure your safety."
The young swordsman snapped his fingers, and the few people who had just been shattered by his sword suddenly regained their composure.
He knelt down on the ground and thanked the Taoist Immortal who was so close in front of him, so high up in the sky, but could not touch him in his life.
A woman was heartbroken but crying silently in a deep pit, holding her dilapidated body tightly.
Under the dim light of the moon, the pair of long, slender white legs that were not covered by clothing were particularly conspicuous.
No wonder she was already quite a year old and would forcefully take a servant who had just turned seventeen as a concubine.
That night, the budding flower bones were forcibly peeled off, the nectar inside flowed out, and then they bloomed angrily.
The young sword immortal moved his sword and came down with his sword. He pinched Zhang Li's neck with his cold hands and looked carefully at the mark on his forehead. It was a word.
Dong Qingqiu concentrated his mind and tried to see clearly what the word was, but in the end he found that his efforts were in vain.
Liu Caiqi's brows became more and more compact.
Could that young man who calls himself Sword Immortal be a disciple of Shangqing Peak?
Three swords in a lifetime, all swords are frightening.
Suddenly the calm scene became blurred and trembled.
The young swordsman dropped Zhang Ge, held the sword in his hand, and looked warily at the woman who slowly stood up in the pit.
He crossed his chest with his hands, hugged the body-covering clothes tightly, and dropped a piece of it to wrap around his hot legs.
The girl raised her head with tears in her eyes. Looking at the young man holding the sword gracefully in front of her, a strong desire surged in her heart.
She knew that this was the only chance to change her destiny.
She bit her lip and made up her mind secretly.
She stood up and looked up at the young swordsman with tearful eyes, her eyes shining with an indescribable light.
"Thank you for saving me." She said softly, with a kind of coquettishness and weakness in her voice.
The young swordsman frowned, feeling something unusual about the girl.
But his eyes still fell on the girl's face, and those clear eyes revealed an irresistible temptation.
The young swordsman put his sword between the two of them, freed up his hands, clasped his fists and said, "Girl, you are serious, if nothing happens, please leave as soon as possible."
"Pure!" said the young swordsman.
The long sword that was separated between the two people disappeared quietly, shrunk like a silver snake, and wrapped around the young man's wrist.
Seeing this, the girl thought that the young swordsman disliked her for being annoying, but she was not sure, so she asked cautiously: "Sir, do you dislike me for being annoying?"
The young swordsman was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No, don't get me wrong, girl. It's just that it's not a good place to stay for a long time. Please leave as soon as possible."
The girl felt happy, she thought she had guessed it right.
She bit her lip and made up her mind even more secretly.
She raised her head and looked at the young swordsman, with an indescribable light shining in her eyes.
"Then do you hate me?" the girl asked.
The young swordsman frowned, somewhat confused as to what the girl meant.
"If you don't hate me, then let me follow you. I, I can cook, wash, clean, and wait on people." The girl said it in one breath.
"Okay!" said the young swordsman.
The girl couldn't believe how happy she was, but she still tried her best to restrain the expression on her face: "Mr. Young Master. Can I call you Young Master?"
The girl lowered her head shyly, waiting for an answer.
"sure!"
The girl was overjoyed: "Thank you sir..."
The purity is stained with blood, the hand is holding the purity, and the head falls to the ground.
The young swordsman holds a pure sword in one hand, the tip of the sword pointed directly at a headless body.
"Alas! This sword is really not worth it!"
"With the last sword, I will definitely shake the world."
The young swordsman turned around and left, but turned back reluctantly and said with a hint of pity: "My name is Lin Yao, you made a profit."
This time the young man drew his sword, it directly affected Zhang Li's memory, so that the picture Liu Caiqi saw was always blurry.
Afterwards, a large area of Zhang Ge's memory was completely dark, which lasted for as long as a stick of incense.
When the memory reappeared, it was a man with gray hair, a tired body, a haggard face, and a hunched figure walking cautiously and quickly through the dry forest in a steep and dangerous valley covered with heavy snow.
The appearance and body shape are no different from the current Zhang Ge.
Zhang Ge looked horrified and looked behind him from time to time, as if there was something terrifying behind him that was chasing after him quickly.
Zhang Ge's feet were cut to pieces by sharp stones, and his body was already covered with sharp wounds from sharp branches.
But he still held a bone tightly in his hand and refused to let go.
What's even more amazing is that the body that was originally full of scars is recovering quickly.
The bloody feet and body were covered with scars from branches, and the scars were miraculously recovering.
Zhang Li ran away for countless days and nights without any breaks, but he didn't feel any fatigue or physical discomfort.
It wasn't until I felt that there was nothing behind me anymore that I stopped and started walking slowly.
The tense mind relaxed instantly, but at this moment, the body was finally overwhelmed, and it was about to reach this point of exhaustion.
Fortunately, there is a mountain village not far away.
On the big stone at the entrance of the village, three characters are clearly engraved:
Red Leaf Village.
The mountain village is quiet and peaceful, with white snow, curling smoke, and the constant sound of chickens crowing and dogs barking. The old man staggered, his face was as pale as paper, and he was walking with difficulty. He seemed exhausted, with no strength left in his body.
At this time, a little girl of eight or nine years old came walking from the path at the entrance of the village. She tied her cute dumplings with red cloth and wore thick red cotton-padded jackets. Her little face was red from the cold. She sniffed from time to time and her little hands clenched. He kept it tightly in his small pocket and refused to take it out. He carried a large basket full of various herbs, and more of them were wild grasses that he had finally found to feed the pigs.
From the path at the entrance of the village, the little girl jumped back with two empty pine cones as big as her hands in her hands. She suddenly froze on the spot, and the wild fruits in her hands rolled backwards along the steep path. Leave a long mark.
When she saw Zhang Ge lying unconscious on the ground at the entrance of the village, she immediately panicked, put down her backpack and rushed over.
The little girl carefully helped Zhang Li up. His face was extremely pale, and the clothes on his body were in tatters and stained with blood. The strange thing was that there was no wound on his body, but he was holding a white flower in his hand. Creepy bones.
This scene lingered for a long time next to the big rock at the entrance of the village. The little girl carefully helped Zhang Ge up with a lot of effort, poured out the weeds from the basket and spread them on the cold snow, and hurriedly ran in At the entrance of the village, go call your father.
The little girl's father picked up the frozen Zhang Ge and placed him on the bed.
The couple desperately wiped Zhang Ge's body with the snow in their hands.
The little girl was cooking steaming ginger soup on the side, her face flushed, and she was trying her best to stir up the plug in her hand.
The mother pretended to be angry and blamed the little girl for picking up a living person.
The little girl just smiled and continued to shake the fan in her hand desperately, trying to make the ginger soup on the stove boil quickly.
The little girl's father was on the side to help his daughter out: "Oh! Our daughter is so kind-hearted, she must be blessed by the gods."
"You are right. Who else would treat her as a treasure except you?" the little girl's mother said angrily.
The little girl's father laughed: "Why did you forget yourself?"
"You and Yuan'er are both my treasures!"
The little girl's mother pushed the little girl's father with her cold, calloused hands, and said shyly and reproachfully: "It's not right! The child is still there."
The little girl stopped the fan in her hand and suddenly said: "Mom, it's okay. I didn't hear it."
After Zhang Li's body temperature recovered, the two of them stopped and looked at the unconscious old man lying on the bed.
The little girl picked up a golden ball from the ground and handed it to her father: "Dad, what do you think this is?"
The little girl's father stared at the eldest son, looking at the shining piece of gold in the little girl's hand, with a look of disbelief on his face: "The dowry you brought?"
"I brought a shitty dowry! I only brought a floral quilt." The little girl's mother suddenly changed the topic and whispered in her man's ear: "Isn't this a thief? He must be stalking someone else. The ancestral grave, otherwise look at why you are holding a bone in your hand? When he wakes up, you should let him go quickly. "
The man frowned and said thoughtfully: "Well, that's the truth! We won't touch this gold."
He carefully took the round gold piece from his daughter's hand and put it back into Zhang Li's pocket.
The family just gathered around the stove, no one said anything, and looked at Zhang Ge lying on the bed from time to time. The only thing now was to hope that he would wake up and leave soon.
At this time, the little girl suddenly spoke and cautiously asked: "Mom, Dad, Dong Qingqiu's parents are dead. What will he do alone?"
The little girl pretended not to care, stretched out her little frostbitten hand by the stove to feel the temperature and shook it.
The stove is so warm. I wonder how the "little mute" is doing. Is he cold? Will he be sad? If it were me, I would definitely be very sad? If it were me, would he be as worried about me as I am worried about him?
Dong Qingqiu saw this and stopped talking. He just had no emotion at all and looked at the little girl in front of him with a sad face.
In my heart, I thought of the name that I had not forgotten for seven hundred years.
Sun Yuan.
Dong Qingqiu always had the feeling that people who did not say goodbye properly when leaving were always watching him from a certain corner, as if they had never left.
The eyes of someone you love, even if they are thousands of miles away, are as warm and careful as the winter sun.
The first person I see in a sea of people is always you, and it will always be you.
My love for you is like the sun, it will not disappear, it will only become hotter and brighter.
Sun Yuan's father didn't have much emotion, but Sun Yuan's mother showed sympathy: "That family really suffered. There was a famine during the war in my hometown, and the family finally escaped, but they still don't have a place to stay."
Sun Yuan asked carefully, not wanting to miss any details: "Why mother? Don't they have a house?"
"That shabby hut?"
"A hut is also a house..."
Sun Yuan lowered his head and swallowed the words that came to his lips. That hut was collapsed by heavy snow and Dong Qingqiu's parents froze to death.
"When their family fled, they had no money at all. They couldn't send out the government servants. If they were dragged along like this, of course the government wouldn't be able to grant them household registration, and they wouldn't even be able to farm." Sun Yuan's father suddenly added.
Song Yuan pouted angrily on the side, holding a piece of burnt charcoal in his hand, and kept poking it on the ground.
We are surrounded by mountains here, although there is no war. But if outsiders want to survive in the places that have been allocated, it is tantamount to jumping from one abyss into another. Whether they will live or die is unknown.
Sun Yuan suddenly whispered: "Then let's move a piece of land for the little mute to bury his parents? I can skip one meal."
The couple looked at themselves, a kind-hearted girl, but they could only feel that they were full of energy but not strong enough. They gently touched their heads and went out to strike.
Sun Yuan's house is not spacious either. Sometimes the whole family is crowded together and cannot move their feet.
The land we own is not enough for the family, so we can only rely on blacksmithing to support our family. Now, if we give up a piece of land, no matter how big it is, it will be like this year's snow, making things worse.
The couple also felt very sorry for this foreign family. Now the child is the only one left, which makes every parent feel uncomfortable.
But regarding the situation at home, I could only sit back and watch, unable to do anything.
Sun Yuan also knew about her family's situation, but whenever she thought of the little mute's uncomfortable appearance, she felt uncomfortable.
Sun Yuan held her chin, sighed, threw a piece of firewood into the stove, sighed again, and kept thinking of ways for Dong Qingqiu.
Zhang Ke was conscious all the time, but his desperate escape made his body exhausted. If it weren't for the ancestral bone in his hand that kept supporting him, he might have been captured long ago.
Zhang Li didn't dare to mention that place.
Taking advantage of the darkness and the whole family being gone, Zhang Li was about to leave when he met Sun Yuan who was coming back after pushing the door open.
Looking at the little girl in front of him, Zhang Li's heart skipped a beat inexplicably, and he tried his best to show an affable look: "Hey, little girl, you saved me? Thank you? You are very much like a person, and you are as beautiful as him. "
Sun Yuan was listless, sitting on a small stool and said, "Drink some ginger soup. It's been cooking for a day. Let's go tomorrow. It's hard to walk in the snow."
Sun Yuan seemed to feel that something was wrong with her and whispered: "I'm sorry, grandpa."
Zhang Li looked at the unhappy little girl and seemed to have guessed something. He took out the small gold that was put back in his pocket and said, "This gold is for you. My life, Zhang Li, is still worth one." Of gold.”
What Zhang Li didn't expect was that the little girl was so stubborn, not letting herself cry, and her voice didn't choke at all: "I don't want it."
"You are a thief! It is wrong for you to dig up people's ancestral graves."
He liked the quirky little girl in front of him very much: "But this little gold can help your friend bury his parents."
"No need, they were all thrown into the river."
In fact, Sun Yuan had doubts in her heart, but she didn't say it out loud.
Why would he know?
Zhang Ge saw that the little girl didn't speak and just stood guard outside the door silently.
Zhang Ge felt someone approaching and hurriedly hid in the dark, trying to protect the little girl.
With a creak, the door was pushed open.
When Sun Yuan saw her parents coming back, she hurried up and stared with big eyes. What did she want to know?
"Hey, Mr. Li is really not a thing. He just threw it into the river without letting the children take a second look."
The mother took over the conversation and continued: "Who says it's not the case? Both adults are dead, and you have to ask such a small child to pay the debt. Doesn't this push the whole family to death?"
"Hey, let's talk about it tomorrow. I'll go see how the child is doing tomorrow?"
Sun Yuan said hurriedly: "Dad, I want to go with you tomorrow. Please."
Sun's father touched his daughter's little head lovingly and nodded.
At the fourth watch, Li Mansion in the town.
Zhang Ge looked at the sleeping old man, who was almost as old as himself, picked up the teacup on the pear table and dropped it to the ground.
Master Li suddenly woke up and took the concubine beside him to block in front of him.
The concubine was frightened, and her head was smashed by Zhang Ge before she could scream.
Master Li pushed away the concubine whose head was smashed, looked at the remains on her body, broke out in a cold sweat, and asked in a low voice: "I wonder what do you do for me, sir? If you want money, just take it, I just want to let me live." .”
"I heard that there is a guy whose parents owe you money?" Zhang Li said straight to the point.
Mr. Li was confused for a moment by the question, but then he reacted: "I will let him go immediately, and the money owed by the child's parents will also be written off."
Grandpa Li's eyes were full of fear, looking at Zhang Ge like a timid kitten.
"No, I bought it." After saying that, he threw out a piece of gold and threw it into Master Li's arms.
When Mr. Li looked up again, Zhang Ge had disappeared.
the next day.
When Sun Yuan went to see Dong Qingqiu with her father, she was told that someone had bought him.
Like a sick kitten, Sun Yuan lowered her head in frustration, holding her father's hand and walking on the slippery ground. She arrived home in a short while.
"How is the child doing?"
"Been bought!"
"oh!"
Sun Yuan seemed to have thought of something and hurriedly ran towards the entrance of the village.
This is the only way to leave the village, and maybe I can see the little mute.
When he arrived at the entrance of the village, he saw the old man who had been rescued by him yesterday, standing with the little mute at the entrance of the village.
When Sun Yuan saw Dong Qingqiu, she couldn't help crying. While wiping her tears with her little hands, she said, "I'm sorry! Little mute!"
"My parents were unwilling to give up a piece of land, so your grandfather asked your parents to throw it into the river."
Dong Qingqiu just nodded and replied without emotion: "Yes! Got it."
Seeing that Dong Qingqiu was unhappy, Sun Yuan looked at Zhang Li and asked, "Grandpa, can you keep the little mute?" Then she said to Dong Qingqiu, "Little mute, don't be sad. , my parents will be your parents from now on. They will definitely agree."
"No, I want to leave this place. There is no one I care about here anymore."
Hearing Dong Qingqiu say that there was no one he cared about anymore, Sun Yuan, who was only nine years old, froze on the spot as if he had been struck by lightning. Wherever he stood, he just muttered in a low voice and repeated: "There is no one there to care about? It turns out that he is already there. No one to worry about anymore? Oh, I know! I know."
The little girl with this feeling looks nothing like a nine-year-old girl.
Sometimes feelings are so wonderful.
Some people love each other deeply for a lifetime.
Some people love each other deeply for a lifetime, but there is no love anymore because of one side.
The childhood sweethearts who grew up can't compare to the love at first sight when they grow up.
The two parties who have not been in contact since childhood will not know until death, and will be cared about by each other for a lifetime.
Finally, Sun Yuan warned: "The little mute is outside, you must be careful alone, and you must listen to grandpa."
Seeing that Dong Qingqiu didn't reply to him, Sun Yuan just smiled. It wasn't until he couldn't see the little mute anymore that he realized that his little feet had been frozen.
On the way home from the village entrance, I walked for a long time this time. It was not until dark that I saw my mother waiting at the door.
What happened next was that the two of them killed and set fire all the way until now.
Liu Caiqi glanced at Dong Qingqiu, who was silent on the side, and said: "It turns out that this guy who only survived by exchanging one life for another dares to pretend to be a disciple of Shangqing Peak?"
"What do you mean by exchanging one life for another? Tell me?" Dong Qingqiu ran forward in despair, grabbed the shoulder of the woman in front of him, and asked irrationally.
"Are you worthy of touching me?"
Liu Caiqi turned her Dao Source to push Dong Qingqiu away, flicked her sleeves and removed the illusion of the world, and everyone appeared in the woods again.
Dong Qingqiu suddenly smiled bitterly: "Sun Yuan, you fool! Don't worry, I know this time and I will come to save you."
"I'm sorry, it turns out I care about you."
Dong Qingqiu hugged his head and cried, burying his head deeply in his arms, not wanting to be seen by the aloof fairy Liu Caiqi.
Dong Qingqiu secretly swore in his heart: I will never let you look down on me again.
Sun Yuan, I'm sorry. I owe you what I owed you in my previous life, and I will repay you in this life.
Liu Caiqi's eyes were like an eagle, she glanced at Dong Qingqiu, the corners of her mouth raised slightly: Do I know this time?
I also know, and I finally found you - Dong Qingqiu.
At this time, Dong Qingqiu suddenly stood up and asked, "Don't you want to see my memory?"
Liu Caiqi pinched her thumb with her middle finger and said nonchalantly: "You are not a disciple of Shangqing Peak. What is there that deserves my attention?"
Dong Qingqiu's face was ashen and he smiled helplessly.
Liu Caiqi, I, Dong Qingqiu, will drag you into trouble.
