If Not Returning, Then Carry the Sword Box
Chapter 1221:If Not Returning, Then Carry the Sword Box
If Jiangnan is like a jade gentleman of literary quality, then the northwest is like a rough man who is strong and strong.
Every time outsiders talk about it, the first thing that comes to mind is nothing more than the desert smoke, the long river sunset, the Gobi yellow sand, and the sound of horseshoes like thunder.
Compared with Jiangnan, which is full of wind and frost, the northwest is marked with wind and frost marks, the contrast is great.
It is already winter, but the winter in Jiangnan can even be called warm compared with the northwest.
The wind in Jiangnan is the wind blowing the cold willow wind.
The northwest wind, cold as a knife, mixed with the sand blowing on the grassland Gobi, hit the face with pain.
Jiangnan River network is dense, cavalry is difficult to travel, it is difficult to carry out large-scale charge, so it is difficult to hear the sound of horseshoes in the Jiangnan border.
To be fair, this environment, in the eyes of the venrit poets, may be the so-called border plug wind, but for the ordinary people living here, there is a lot of suffering.
The land in the northwest is cold and hard, especially in the days when the water drips into ice in winter, the ground is more hard than the stone, and a white print goes down with an iron pick, and a dozen pounds of hammers, the holes are connected in a row, and then the iron tart is hardened, so that the shallow layer can be easily dug, but only in such a land will step on the roar of the horseshoe.
Now it is the cold winter and summer months, the northwest is at war, there are dead people everywhere, the earth is frozen like this, it is really buried and buried.
After all, digging a shallow pit, it is necessary for four lives to work for a day, and after the death is buried, the living are also tired to die, and buried shallow, after freezing, it will be cut out by the beast after freezing, is not a busy work.
And more and more dead people, began to nail a thin wooden box, and then the grass swept, and finally there is no grass, simply abandoned the dead in the wilderness, especially in the Liangzhou, where the two armies are fighting, this scene can be described as everywhere.
Xu Beiyou has lived in the northwest since childhood, and the memory is particularly deep for the winter in the northwest.
In addition to the ground that is harder than stone, there are ice ostrins that can almost be attached to the ground on the roof, and it is really scary to have the thickness of the child's wrist.
Li Shentong is a native of Jiangnan, born in Jiangnan, and long in Jiangnan, which is the first time he has come to the northwest and his first time to his master's hometown.
Along the way, the sight that reflected him in his eyes, in addition to opening his eyes, also touched him deeply.
The cruelty of war is not necessarily on the frontal battlefield of blood for thousands of miles, but it is this subtlety, which is more aware and more touching.
Xu Beiyou took him from Jiangnan to the northwest, did not directly meet the deceased Zhang sick tiger, but first went to Danxiazhai, good for Danxiazhai is already in the hinterland of Shaanzhou, when ten years of deer, the enemy came from the gate, here is the front position, but now the grassland army from the outside, but here has become the rear, has not suffered too much war.
For the North, it is a blessing.
Because Danxiazhai is not safe, it means that the small square village is also unharmed.
Rao is to Xu North tour such a state, or a few times the plot of the hometown, after all, his life is not like those who lived for hundreds of years, has long been only to his hometown, he has not lived for twenty-four years, of which 20 years have been spent in the small square village, how can easily be cut off.
In Danxiazhai, Xu Beiyou only stopped for a moment, and Li Shentong said, "Master, I have heard the teacher and mother say, the first time you two met is here."
Xu Beiyou was slightly surprised and said, “Have you ever seen your master?”
Li Shentong was also surprised: "Every time the master comes to Jiangdu, she will see me specifically once, does Master not know?"
Xu Beiyou held the purple sign between the eyebrows, "I, a master, really do not do my duty."
Li Shentong hippie smiled and said, "Master, he will go south and cross the north, where can take care of me."
Xu Beiyou heard a few words in the words of the apprentice, but did not get angry, just smiled and stretched out the fingers that had become white, and gently nodded Li Shentong's forehead.
Xu Beiyou left Danxiao Village with Li Shentong, and went straight to Xiaofangzhai, but did not enter the stockade, and now there is no Mr. in the stockade, Xu Beiyou has no intention to break the tranquility and tranquility there, he just took Li Shentong to the cliffs after the stockade.
There is an old tree on this cliff, and the summer cicadas that were traveling north of Xu were caught from this tree.
Today, the children who hold the summer cicadas have grown up.
At this time, there are no cicadas in the trees.
In the cold winter and summer months, no matter how tough the cold cicadas, they will inevitably die in the mourning.Just like the old man, after all, the enemy can not come to the new winter.
There is a small tomb under the tree.
This is not a new grave, but it is not an old grave.
There is a wooden card standing in front of the grave, and eight large words are written on the top end, "the tomb of the first master Sun Zhongmou."
There are not many famous names, there is no life-level sacrifice, compared with the crown in the East Lake courtyard, it is actually a little simple, or even a little simple.
Xu Beiyou put the sword box on the grave, pointed to this humble tomb, and slowly said: "Fourteen years ago, the teacher met your master here, and it is here that I saw the birth of the fairy, and I know that the outside world is so vast."
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"Four years ago, when the teacher returned from the island of Biyou, your master's clothes were buried here, and made a small crown."
Without Xu Beiyou's command, Li Shentong was already kneeling in front of the grave, bowing his head three times, tossing the ground, when he raised his head again, his forehead was already visible in the light bruise.
Xu Beiyou's eyes full of purple air flowed in the color of memory, whispering to himself: "When Master said to me on his deathbed, he handed the sword into my hand."It is because of this sentence that I decided to go from the northwest to Jiangdu alone, before I left, I do not know whether I can go to Jiangdu smoothly, and I do not know whether I can return here."
Li Shen, who knelt on the ground, was silent for a long time.
Xu Bei looked at this tomb and continued: "The lack of pastoral care, Xiao Jin is not afraid, Lin Han is not enough to worry about, the great enemy of the sword is not in the world, but in the world, to all kinds of things, to stay in the world, to the world is at peace, for the teacher will do a fight with the autumn leaf, for your master and grandfather to get a fair statement."
Lee clenched his fist.
Xu Beiyou said: "When Master told me after drinking, he also had a jersey when he was young and running a sword, but unfortunately I couldn't do it, I'm afraid I wouldn't have the opportunity to do it like this in the future."
Li Shengsong raised his head sharply, “Master...”
Xu Beiyou's face smiled gently, leaned down, pointed to the cass box and said: "This sword box, your master carried a piece of armor, I have carried it back for four years, now I will pass it to you again, I hope you can one day, can walk the wind and fight the sword."
Li Shenglong looked at the sword cassant, his lips clasped, and did not know what he said.
Xu Bei looked directly into Li Shentong's eyes and said word for word: "I am not fully sure of the battle with the autumn leaves, if I do not return, you must carry this side of the sword box, that is, on behalf of your master, on behalf of your father's door, this sword box is a breath, a incense lineage, you will bear our swords-sword incense, with this tone standing in the world."
Xu Beiyou straight up and said, “The back box!”
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