The snow condenses into ice on the grass and trees, and slowly flows down from the cracks in the glazed tiles.
Ta-ta-ta, the cold water fell to the ground and merged with the pools of blood. The moonlight is desolate, shining on the earth, and the white snow and red blood are clearly distinguishable. After being away for many years, he returned to his hometown. Like a devil resurrected from hell, the first thing he brought was massacre.
The ancestral hall of Xie Mansion is hidden outside the bamboo forest, with green pines and cypresses dotted with silver snow, and a corner of the dark eaves.
The bloody rain of fighting outside the ancestral hall quietly turned here with the cold wind.
The door that had been sealed for many years opened.
Mingzhu was clean and solemn. As soon as he entered, he saw wooden signs neatly arranged on the incense table. The eyes of his ancestors seemed to be above him, looking at him coldly.
He came in dressed in the wind and snow, blowing the long hair of the woman in front of the ancestral hall. She was half-kneeling, wearing a black skirt, with plain white flowers in her hair. Sensing his arrival, he slowly put down the scripture in his hand.
Xie Ke is at the door.
She has been dignified all her life, and now she is also calm.
Xiao Chongtian is the only powerful person who can leave the body half-step.
The first matriarch of the Xie family.
Xie Wuyou.
The black dress looks simple, but it is rich and delicate. The hem of the skirt is like waves. The moment she turns around, it blooms like black flowers in the wind. Her skin was as white as jade, her lips were red, and when she looked over, her eyes were as gentle and desperate as the sea water covering her whole body.
The wind and snow in the sky did not cool her eyebrows, and she said softly: "You are here."
Xie Ke calmed down his evil spirit and stared at her.
Xie Wuyou had an appearance and temperament that belied her age. She waved to him: "It's been a long time since I took a serious look at you."
The light of the candle behind him trembled and was about to go out.
The blood all over Xie Ke¡¯s body was cold.
At this time, the door of the ancestral hall was blown shut by the violent wind and snow, and the light and shadow closed together, only a few reddish candles illuminated it.
Xie Wuyou's brows looked unusually gentle in the remaining warm light.
Her pupils are a bit larger than ordinary people, with a strange white circle in the center. They are a bit cool and mysterious. These eyes are revered by Xiao Chongtian as the eyes of gods. It was also like a god, his eyes never really fell on anyone.
This is the first time that he gets her gaze.
Xie Wuyou didn't mention anything about what happened outside the ancestral hall, and talked to her child like an ordinary mother. She smiled and said, "Zhifei, come here, come to mother, okay?"
Xie Ke thought, no, I¡¯m here to kill you. But the words didn't come out.
He should have made a move as soon as he came in, but if he didn¡¯t, he didn¡¯t know what he was waiting for.
Xie Wuyou sighed slightly, and took out a lamp from the shrine. The green fire swayed in her white palms, and the white flowers on her temples were elegant. His hand pressed a switch, and with a click, a road glowing with white light appeared at the inner door of the Xie Family Ancestral Hall. Xie Wuyou turned around, her black dress making no sound on the floor. Even when she walked, she was spotless. At the entrance of the tunnel, she smiled at him: "Come here and I'll tell you the truth."
He really followed.
Is he waiting for the truth?
It seems not.
Luminous pearls as big as a baby's fist are embedded on both sides of the tunnel, and the ground is filled with green light.
Xie Wuyou is in front, with a tall and noble back.
A woman like her will never bend even a step in her life.
She is the legitimate daughter of the Xie family, the pride of heaven. On the fifteenth day, he broke through the golden elixir, and on the sixteenth day, he took control of the Xie family. At the age of 18, looking back in front of the Golden Palace, I saw a snow-white complexion and eyes like the sea, which was famous all over the world. The only regret in life is that her husband died tragically in the belly of a monster more than ten years ago. Of the two children born in his life, one was rumored to have died in infancy, while the remaining Xie Wenxuan was also extremely talented and radiant. Her name was put on the altar in Xiaozhongtian. The lifelong pursuit of countless female monks.
Xie Wuyou said in a soft tone as he walked: "I have been feeling restless for the past two days. Sure enough, you are coming back. After your experience outside, your whole person has really changed. Mom almost doesn't recognize you. You are here."
Xie Ke lowered his head and sneered silently.
Xie Wuyou said: "Have you met your brother? Your brother has been worried about you since you went crazy and ran away from home. For this reason, he even had a conflict with me."
"That silly boy, he always suspected that I forced you away." Xie Wuyou lowered his eyes, his expression extremely gentle, but the curve of the corners of his lips always gave people a sarcastic feeling, "I At the beginning, I really chose the wrong person.¡±
 ?Kiss. In the early morning light, that boy might smile helplessly.
¡õ¡õReturn.
He was reborn from the fire, ignorant and ignorant. The only thing he knew was that he was looking for someone. Just find that person.
He remembered that person's breath in his bones.
So it was so small, flapping its little wings, looking for it on the Wudu Sea.
It is very small and easily bullied. Seabirds bully it and fish in the water also bully it.
I couldn¡¯t find anything to eat and I was very hungry.
It felt aggrieved and thought, it must find that person quickly.
Just like this, on the Wudu Sea, aimlessly and enthusiastically.
It flew around every corner, suffered a lot of injuries, got wet in a lot of rain, and went from expectation to loss to confusion to despair.
A thousand years.
Still haven¡¯t found the person who wants to pick it up in that recognition.
*
It was so sad that it cried on the Wudu Sea. His chest suddenly felt hot, and he stared with his big, round eyes, watching the yellow flames rising bit by bit from his wings. It vaguely remembered that it was given to it by a person covered in blood when it was looking for it with joy when it was first born.
The fire entered its brow.
It stings and burns.
Ended this wandering life with no end in sight.
It¡¯s over too.
¡This thousand-year pursuit.
*
He entered reincarnation, and many memories were forgotten and dissipated.
I just vaguely remember a still red maple road, and a spring afternoon with a faint fragrance of lotus flowers.
The person in the dream was him, but it seemed that he was not him.
The voice was smiling, distant and clear.
¡Can you recognize objects by smelling fragrance? You can outline the complete appearance of objects just by smelling them. "
??¡My eyes were burned by the non-karma fire during my first nirvana, so when I transformed into the prototype, my eyes were blind and I could only recognize people and objects by smelling fragrance.
¡Did you see it?
how?
He still remembered that there was a person who made him very sad for a long, long time.
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