Raiders Are All at Shura Field

In the mid-autumn of another year, the autumn rain was faintly and faintly, and some fell along the eaves, gently hitting the bluestone brick that had a deep pothole below, and some sprinkled on the already ruined lotus in the pond in front of the house. The raindrops like flower needles quickly condensed into beads on the petals, but some fell straight into the shallow pool of water, rippling waves in circles.

At this moment, Mr. White in the school hall just finished talking with the little turnip heads sitting below him about the word “School”. It’s okay for a group of children in front of him. Once they walked out of the house, they couldn’t help but cheered. stand up.

After all, today is the full moon night of the Mid-Autumn Festival. It is great that your husband is willing to leave school earlier, so that they can also enjoy the moon with their family members and eat sweet mooncakes. It is a pity that the heavens are not beautiful. Definitely see the moon.

Thinking of this, a few students even started to pray secretly in their hearts, praying that this autumn rain would stop as soon as possible.

After the students were gone, the whole school suddenly fell into a cold and quiet place. With the autumn rain floating outside the window, people unconsciously gave birth to a sense of loneliness and sadness.

After sitting at the table for a while, a cool breeze mixed with rain blew towards Mr. White, but a breath irritated his throat, followed by a heart-piercing cough in the school. Rang.

He didn’t know how long he had been coughing before he finally felt more comfortable. After looking at the engraving on the side, he knew that he would be too late if he didn’t go out. The man hurriedly got up, packed some things in the house, and hit I stepped into the lingering autumn rain after putting the oil paper umbrella.

"Mr. Fang, are you still going out after such heavy rain?"

I met a few women in the village on the road. When he saw him, he immediately greeted him enthusiastically. The man in white smiled and nodded in response, but because he has been in the village for free since this time. The children in the village were enlightened, and some poor people didn’t even accept Shuxiu, so when they met him, they asked these women to take out several pieces of oil paper from their carry-on basket without even thinking about it. The tightly wrapped moon cakes were stuffed into his arms.

He didn't even give him any chance to refuse, and he left after the stuffing. The man in white could only shake his head slightly, accept the cakes for the past few months, and continue to walk forward.

As soon as his figure disappeared in the misty autumn rain, the women who hadn't ran far away looked back at the place where the man was standing, and immediately started muttering discussions.

"Oh, this Mr. Fang is also a life-threatening man...no father and no mother. When the matchmaker in the village wanted to match him, she knew that his wife had died three years ago. He told the matchmaker that he only loved his wife in this life, so he would never marry again, betraying her kindness."

"Yeah, I also heard about it, and I also heard the matchmaker Jin said that she has lived for forty to fifty years and has never seen such an infatuated man. Fortunately for a man in this world, like Mr. Fang. I am afraid it will be difficult to find another man in this world who has both good looks and affectionateness!"

"How happy is that woman to meet a good man like Mr. Fang..."

"That's it."

…

I didn’t know that after I left, the women who met by chance had such a conversation with the men. At this time, they were alone on the mountain path, walking slowly until they reached a position halfway through the mountain. , A small tomb immediately appeared in front of him, and two small loquat trees were planted beside the tomb. They are only half a person tall now. If you want to grow into a pavilion-like appearance, I’m afraid not yet. Knowing to wait a few years.

Fang Yunyang's heart trembled as soon as he saw the small tomb, even if he didn't want to face it anymore, Ning Ning had been away for three full years.

In the past three years, he didn't even know how he came here. In the first two years, every day was so muddled, unable to tell the time and direction, and sometimes even the dream and reality. I always feel that Ningning is still there, but it’s a pity that he has traveled all over the country, from the sea in the extreme east to the plateau in the extreme west, from the dense forest in the extreme south to the wild sand desert in the extreme north. Where promised, her name will be left at every place.

The longer it took him, the more clearly he could realize that Ningning was really gone, and even if he searched the ends of the world, he would never find her a piece of clothing.

On the day when this cognition came into being, Fang Yunyang drank himself drunk directly, and finally his face was covered, even he himself didn't know whether it was tears or liquor.

After waking up, he found that he was rescued by a villager in a village, and then found that the village did not even have a teacher. Looking at the village that was very similar to Qingye Village, he was sent by ghosts and gods, and he settled there directly. Home.

And for the past three years, he would come to Yunwu Mountain every August 15th to see Ningning.

It is often said that on the day of death, people who have passed away will meet their relatives in the form of souls.

It is a pity that he has never seen Ning Ning in the past three years, and even in the past three years, he has never seen Ning Ning once in his dream.

Presumably she didn't want to see him, huh.

Thinking of this, the man chuckled lightly.

At this moment, a familiar voice rang in his ears, "You are here..."

Fang Yunyang looked up and just saw a black-clad Ye Xiao standing at the door of a wooden house next to the tomb, holding a plate of white and fat pastries in his hands. He didn't need to look closer, he also knew that it was a sugar triangle.

Over the years, every time he came here, he could see the sugar triangle made by Ye Xiao in front of Ningning's grave, although he didn't know why this young man was so fond of such simple cakes.

But after all, it was inseparable from Ningning.

After all, it was also the day when Ningning was buried, and he knew that the black-clothed young man who had been following Yan Xingzhi, the number one killer, was actually in love with Ningning, and even the love was no less than him.

After thinking about this, Fang Yunyang sighed lightly, holding the umbrella, and then he took his heavy steps and started walking up.

I walked all the way to Tangning’s grave, placed the memorial objects I had brought, and then reached out and touched the word Tangning on the tombstone, because the touch was too fascinating, even when his umbrella fell on On the side, he didn't feel it.

It was because of the rain that he coughed again, and Fang Yunyang finally realized that the umbrella was gone.

As soon as he heard the coughing sound, Ye Xiao on the side also came back to his senses, and then quickly picked up the other party’s fallen paper umbrella, and lay it on him, “Your body has not been very good, you still need to pay attention to it. some…"

Hearing this, Fang Yunyang nodded lightly, "Yes."

Then he raised his head and looked at Ye Xiao to his side, "Is there any wine? I want to drink a little today..."

"you…"

Ye Xiao just wanted to refuse, but looking at the other party's silent eyes, he still couldn't say the refusal and nodded slowly.

After that, the two drank each other in the wooden house, and the drink was until the autumn rain stopped. The full moon was revealed, and the cold moonlight spilled all over the ground, as if it had covered everything and everything with a layer of silver frost.

At this moment, Fang Yunyang directly opened his mouth and asked to leave.

Ye Xiao didn't want to stay, so the man picked up the umbrella on the side and walked down the mountain with a smile.

There were few bluestone brick stairs after I left. Because it was raining before and the night wind was too cold, the man coughed twice again uncontrollably.

Hearing such a voice, Ye Xiao's voice suddenly rang behind the man, "It's deeper and more serious, next time you go up the mountain, remember to wear more clothes, remember to take good care of your body... brother..."

As soon as he heard such a call from Ye Xiao, Fang Yunyang's body shook uncontrollably, but he still didn't turn his head back, he only responded in a low voice, and when he replied, take care and walk slowly. Continue to walk down.

The recognition of the two is actually similar to that in the original plot. Before sending away the two sons, the original father, fearing that the two would not recognize each other in the future, directly broke a golden lock piece into two, and then split the lock piece. It was hot, hot, and deeply fished in a hidden place on the two of them. After all, things are easy to lose, but this trace can't be lost.

It was with this trace that Fang Yunyang recognized Ye Xiao.

It's just that at that time, he was too confused in his mind and didn't tell Ye Xiao, so he didn't know how Ye Xiao knew the relationship between the two.

On the way down the mountain, the man walked faster and faster, and the cool autumn breeze after the rain continued to pour into his throat. He endured it until he couldn’t stand it. There was a terrifying cough.

The sound of the cough was covered by the man with a veil, and it seemed that he was worried that it would reach the ears of the young man on the mountain. When the cough stopped, he put the blood-stained veil in his sleeve with no expression on his face. .

He still doesn't know how long his dilapidated body will last, so to avoid sadness, it's better not to recognize Ye Xiao on purpose. That's it, it's good.

I just hope that Tangning can walk slower on Huangquan Road, and then slower, it would be best for him to catch up with her.

Thinking of this, Fang Yun raised the corner of his mouth and continued to walk slowly down the mountain.

On this end, after watching Fang Yunyang's figure disappear in the bushes, Ye Xiao turned his head and looked at the tombstone that was covered with a layer of fluorescent light behind him. Before looking at it for a while, he grabbed a long sword on the side. , Began to dance in front of Tangning's grave.

Because the poison of the thorns has not been completely removed, as long as Ye Xiao uses his dantian's internal strength, his whole body will be painful. He likes this kind of pain. It will make him feel that he is still alive, not just a pain. A walking dead without feeling.

The more it hurts, the quicker Ye Xiao's sword dance moves, and soon afterwards it brings up afterimages.

It wasn't until he finally turned pale with pain and cold sweat on his head that Ye Xiao finally put his sword on the ground and knelt down on one knee.

Looking at the few familiar characters on the tombstone, the eight characters of Ye Yu's wife Tangning's Tomb.

Pieces of grievances suddenly appeared in his eyes. The grievances were so heavy that they directly pressed his eyes red.

Liar, Brother Yan is a liar.

Obviously he told himself that as long as he came to help him solve Yan Wuya, he would have a thousand ways to keep Tangtang behind.

But finally...

Looking at this tombstone, Ye Xiao couldn't help but recall the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival three years ago.

Tangtang died, and was slapped to death by Yan Wuya in front of him.

Before he died, he could not even touch her warm palm.

Brother Yan didn't know what was going on. He was emotionally excited for a while at first, but after he finished humming the unknown small tune, the whole person was completely calm and even calmed down.

It looked like Tangtang's death was just a trivial matter. He could still laugh, smiling and inviting Wu Lin Zhengdao who was present to attend the funeral of his wife, Tang Ning, Yan Xing.

For this reason, Ye Xiao was so angry that he had a fight with him directly, because one internal force was lost and one toxin was not cleared, they did not use internal force and martial arts, but just punched and punched, and the last two had a fight. , Yan Xingzhi desperately protected his face, causing serious injuries on his body, but Ye Xiao's face was completely swollen into a pig's head.

After that, Ye Xiao felt even more angry, because Yan Xingzhi was really seriously preparing Tangning for her funeral. Not only did he not shed a single tear, he also held a funeral banquet for three days at Yangyue Villa. Even the villagers at the foot of the mountain all invited up and let them eat.

For three whole days, he noticed that the smile on Yan Xingzhi's face remained unbroken, as if he had done nothing in vain, but a happy event like marriage.

This made Ye Xiao more and more cold towards him.

At the same time, she felt that Tangning was not worth it. She died for him. Why did he... why did he do this?

That's all. Yan Xingzhi still didn't allow him and Fang Yunyang to get closer to Tangning's corpse, and he couldn't do a single step. He had quarreled with Fang Yunyang.

But at this time, Yan Xingzhi was like he had eaten the weight of a weight and had an iron heart. Coupled with the martial arts he practiced, his internal strength is gradually recovering. He still has countless poisonous protection given by the poisonous hand medicine saint for three days. He and Fang Yunyang really didn't see Tangning again.

Three days later, Tangning's body will be buried.

But because the coffin was so tightly nailed by 108 high-quality mysterious iron nails, they couldn't open the lid of the coffin at all. They really didn't even see Tangning's last glance.

Yan Xingzhi, who had been particularly active the past three days, may have finally started to feel sad because of Tangning's burial today, so he did not appear from beginning to end.

Is it useful to be sad now? What did you do before?

This was Ye Xiao's first reaction when he watched the shovel of soil spilled on the coffin.

It was also at this time that Ye Xiao, who had never understood the love and hatred of normal people, felt resentment towards Yan Xingzhi for the first time in his life.

Until the coffin was completely buried, the tombstone was erected.

He and Fang Yunyang stood guard in front of the tomb for three days and three nights before they finally fell down due to lack of physical strength.

In these three days, Yan Xingzhi never appeared from beginning to end.

The furious Ye Xiao, after waking up, went straight to Yan Xingzhi's room without any hesitation, and went to Xingshi to ask him.

But no, there was no one in the room, not only in the room, but also in the study room, piano room, kitchen, weapon room, alchemy room...and even the medicine spring on the top of Yunwu Mountain. Ye Xiao searched it all, but never found Yan Xingzhi.

At that time, more than half of the so-called righteous people had not left, so they also helped him to find everywhere, and no one had seen Yan Xingzhi's figure.

He seemed to have disappeared out of thin air, and there was no trace of him in the entire Yangyue Villa.

At this moment, Ye Xiao's whole body trembled non-stop and got up from the ground, and then ran towards Tangning's tomb like crazy.

As he ran, the discussion of several young disciples of the Kongshan Sect on the day of Tangning's burial kept echoing in his mind.

"How many things are buried here? How can it be so heavy?"

"No, but Yan Xingzhi has always made a fortune, and his wife died because of him. It should be burial with more things to let her live better below."

"But it's too heavy, it's like...like carrying two people..."

Ye Xiao, who had already arrived in front of Tangning's tomb, immediately slapped the small mound with a palm without hesitation, splashing dust in an instant.

"What are you doing? Ye Xiao..."

Fang Yunyang who followed immediately stopped him, and during the process of pushing, even the traces of the gold locks on his back were revealed.

But Ye Xiao completely turned a deaf ear to his stop, still beating Tangning's tomb with internal force.

Time after time, tears fell drop by drop from his red eyes.

It was his desperate appearance that caused Fang Yunyang to stop the movement slowly and slowly.

The people of the six major factions just stood in front of the grave and watched Ye Xiao’s movements. He looked at him as his internal strength was exhausted and his face paled. Seeing that he lost his internal strength, he used a saber and kept digging with both hands. Looking at the dirt in front of him, watching him dug to the position of the coffin, watching him use the saber covered with dirt to pry open the mysterious iron nails on the coffin one by one, watching him tremble with his hands, and slowly open them. I took the coffin lid in my hand...

Looking at it, Tangning's body in the coffin didn't know what was painted, and that face still seemed to have just died, except that it was white and transparent, without any blemishes.

Seeing her wearing a bright red wedding gown and an exquisite phoenix crown on her head, she was lying quietly beside her, also wearing a red dress, and she seemed to have tears in the arms of Yan Xingzhi.

"what!"

As soon as the surrounding women saw the situation in the coffin clearly, they immediately covered their mouths uncontrollably, but the exclamation still came from their throats.

When Ye Xiao in the mud pit saw Yan Xingzhi like this, his mind buzzed uncontrollably. He tremblingly raised his hand and placed it under Yan Xingzhi’s nose, without feeling the fluctuation of the air flow. The shaking started even harder.

Tears fell drop by drop on Tangning and Yan Xingzhi's body in the coffin. Soon the thin young man in the pit couldn't help but let out sobbing again and again, like a little beast abandoned by his mother in the forest, with a sad voice. helpless.

After the memory was over, Ye Xiao looked at the tombstone in front of him, then raised his hand to wipe the tears from his eyes, and raised his sword to dance again.

So far, he hasn’t figured out what Big Brother Yan was thinking in the three days after Tangtang’s death. He could see that the reason why he held the three-day running water table was a formal make-up for him and Tangtang. wedding.

But afterwards, after he lay in the coffin, when one hundred and eight profound iron nails were nailed to the coffin, when he was buried in the soil, it was obvious that he and Fang Yunyang stayed in front of the grave for three days and three nights. When there was no sound, what was he thinking about these times...

What are you thinking about?

He didn't think about anything.

In the dark coffin, Yan Xingzhi hugged Tangning in his arms tightly. He was just fulfilling his promise.

He lied to her so, so many times, just wanting not to lie to her for the last time.

After humming that song, he will never be separated forever. He should do it.

He, he didn't want to let her take her underground alone, he couldn't bear it.

Thinking like this, Yan Xingzhi's warm lips lightly pressed against the corners of Tangning's already cold lips.

In his whole life, except for his childhood, after he was nine years old, he has never been happy for a day, nor has he lived for himself. Now that his grievances have been reported, he has no regrets. He just wants to do it for himself. One decision...

The feeling of suffocation slowly hit, and Yan Xingzhi's consciousness began to blur.

People used to say that before dying, people will see the situation they want to see most.

He seems to have seen...

That is a cramped alley.

He was lying on the roof basking in the sun, watching a tattered little girl escape in, and then hid under a dirty basket.

Then a man in Dongchang clothes found her and pinched her neck tightly.

Wearing a bright yellow swordsman uniform, he rescued her from the man’s hands, gave the hungry chicken drumsticks he had hidden in his arms, and sent her to sit on the donkey he bought. Seeing that she was about to go in the direction of Luozhou.

Before going far, the little girl suddenly flushed her eyes, turned her head and asked him aloud—

"Little brother, what is your name, how will I find you in the future?"

Hearing this question, the whole person suddenly fell silent. Then he raised his head and looked at her sadly.

"Ye Yu, my name is Ye Yu, the leaf of the leaf, the reputation of the reputation, remember?"

"Um!"

He looked at the little **** the donkey and nodded vigorously, then waved at him, smiling as he walked farther and farther into the white light...

Almost instantly, the young man immediately lifted his foot and chased forward, shouting while chasing, "You have to remember, my name is Ye Yu, the leaf of Ye, the reputation of reputation, don’t forget... No ...Don't go, don't go...Ningning...Ningning..."

Unfortunately, no matter how hard he tried to chase, he still couldn't stop the little girl's figure from getting further and further away from him, until she disappeared completely.