[Douluo Dalu] Hu Liena

When the woman passed by the yard, she saw a bamboo basket placed at the far gate, which he had discarded in the mountains today. The woman was slightly startled. Could it be that those people were catching up? Then I thought, if they were chasing me, they would have broken into the door long ago. How could they just put a bamboo basket in the courtyard. She walked towards the bamboo basket and saw the things she bought today in it. She felt a little happy. Then she looked around outside the courtyard gate and found no one nearby.

The woman was confused. She didn't know who was returning the things she bought. If he had good intentions, why didn't he show up?

The sky is getting dark and the vision is gradually blurring. In the cold mountain forest, there are only the whistling of the cold wind and the swishing sound of the bamboo leaves.

The dim night sky is missing a touch of soft moonlight, as well as the vast and bright stars. Perhaps it is because of the snow. If there is not a single animal looking for food in the forest, nor is there a bird's cry, which makes the loneliness so lonely. The long night added a bit of loneliness.

In the mountain forest surrounded by darkness, only a farmhouse gave off a faint light. In a room of the farmhouse, an oil lamp was lit, and a figure sat at the table in front of the lamp. The swaying light lengthened the lonely shadow of the woman, making her even more lonely in the empty room.

The woman held scissors and a piece of coarse cloth in her hands. The scissors slowly cut open the coarse cloth. She then took out a needle and thread and started sewing on the coarse cloth, not knowing what she wanted to sew!

Soon after, the woman's figure moved to the window and hung the coarse cloth she had sewn on the ventilated window to resist the cold wind howling outside.

The repaired window blocked the dark wind outside the house, but also blocked the sight of the blue-haired young man standing on the top of the green bamboo, but the woman didn't know it.

She moved to a medium-sized bronze stove again, put the charcoal she bought at the market today into the stove, took out the fire stick and blew it lightly a few times. The fire stick ignited the flame, lit the charcoal, and then put the charcoal into the stove. The stove lid engraved with a fox pattern was gently closed. The room gradually became warmer, and the woman's smile spread. She turned off the lights, took off her coat, and fell asleep peacefully.

Tang San stood on the green bamboo with his hands behind his back. At this moment, his green silk stockings and outer robe had already been covered with a thick layer of cold crisp. His whole body was like a sculpture in the wind and snow, but he did not feel cold, and instead there was a hint of coldness on his face. You Ruowu's smile is the joy from the heart.

After the woman fell asleep, Tang San entered the courtyard. He just stood quietly in front of the repaired window, silently guarding her as she slept peacefully, and did not leave until it got slightly light.

The market in the city is still bustling. At dawn, vendors on both sides of the street have arrived one after another, busy with their own business as usual. Tang San hurriedly walked among the crowds of people, heading straight to the cloth shop from yesterday.

As soon as the shopkeeper saw him, he quickly put down his abacus and went to greet him with a smile.

"Sir, what else do you want today?"

Tang San asked: "Are there any ready-made winter clothes for sale in the shop?"

The shopkeeper immediately made a gesture of invitation and said with a smile: "Yes, yes, sir, come with me!"

"Master, do you want a man's winter coat today, or a woman's winter coat?"

Tang San didn't answer, but walked directly to the brightly colored shelves, carefully looking at the materials and styles of the clothes.

The shopkeeper saw that his energy today was completely different from yesterday. Yesterday, he looked gloomy and looked careless, but today he was very considerate. He asked curiously: "What happy event did the young master encounter today?"

Tang San just raised the corners of his mouth slightly and said to the shopkeeper: "The material of these clothes is a little coarse, but there are others!"

The shopkeeper was a little embarrassed, "Your friends have bought all the finished products in our shop yesterday, and now there are only these three or two pieces of clothing left in the shop. If you are not in a hurry, sir, I will have the embroiderer work hard and we can make them in two days!" "

Tang San said: "I need it urgently. I need it now."

Hearing this, the shopkeeper stretched out his hand to stroke his beard, as if he remembered something, and then said to Tang San: "Sir, I have another piece of clothing here later. Because the material used is quite precious, the price is several times higher than ordinary clothes, so It's not placed on the shelves, it's only stored in the warehouse. I'll go get it and show it to the young master."

Soon after, the shopkeeper came over with a brocade box as wide as his body. Opening the brocade box, there was a white cloak inside, with a soft texture and as pure as snow.

The shopkeeper boasted: "This dress is made of high-quality materials. Not only can it keep out the cold, it is also very light. It is not as heavy as ordinary winter clothes! I am not just an old man, but I am afraid that clothes made of this kind of material will not even be worn by the people in the palace." The princess can’t even get one.”

Tang San thought these clothes were very good. After buying winter clothes, I saw a charcoal vendor selling charcoal outside the cloth village, so I went to buy some charcoal.

Before noon, Tang San's figure came to the farmhouse in the mountains again. At this moment, he was a little confused. How should these things be given to Hu Liena, who thought he was an evildoer?

Just as he was worrying, the door of the courtyard suddenly opened, and Tang San immediately disappeared where he was, hiding in the bamboo forest. Looking at Hu Liena's retreating back, I couldn't help but ask myself: Where is she going?

The wind and snow are getting worse, and when walking outside the house, the cold wind bites into my skin and is biting to the bone. Hu Liena's steps were not fast, nor did she go straight in one direction. She looked left and right as if she was looking for something.

Tang San just followed her silently out of sight, not daring to come forward to disturb her.

After a long time, Hu Liena held a bundle of dead branches that were not soaked by the snow. Although her hands were red from the cold, she had no intention of going back, but continued to look for firewood in the forest.

As she walked, she came to an open space surrounded by tall pine trees, with a grave standing in the middle. The tombstone in front of the grave is engraved with several large characters: the tomb of mother Yuan'er, the tomb of father Yunsheng, and below it is engraved with several small characters: Zixie Yue Kowtow Stands.

The woman in white, who knew nothing about the past, felt a sharp pain in her chest, and the firewood in her hand fell to the ground. She walked slowly towards the tomb and gently brushed the words engraved on the tombstone with her hand, her expression blank.

Who are Yuan'er and Yunsheng? Is he the owner of that yard? Why are they buried in the barren mountains? Why does my chest hurt so much when I see their names?

These questions have been lingering in the woman's mind, lingering.

Tang San in the forest also saw this kind of tombstone and thought to himself: So her parents were buried here. Judging from Nana's expression, she probably didn't recognize them. Seeing this scene, Tang San felt a faint sense of guilt in his heart. If it weren't for him, if it wasn't for saving his mother, how could Hu Liena have ended up like this?

After the woman in white left, Tang San came to the grave. This tombstone touched him deeply, and he couldn't help but think of the scene on the tombstone before the death of these two people. In order to protect the two children, they died tragically at the hands of fox hunters. The reluctance and unwillingness in their eyes before they died were deeply ingrained in his heart.

He stood solemnly in front of the tombstone, bent forward and bowed, and solemnly swore, "Don't worry, you two, I will definitely remind Nana of the past, and I will never let her become a stranger in front of her relatives again, and I will never It will make her suffer any more harm! If I meet a fox hunter, Tang San will never let him go!"

After an unknown amount of time, Hu Liena returned to the farmhouse holding firewood. Tang San hesitated for a long time but still didn't dare to hand over the clothes to her directly. He was worried that she would be suspicious if he left the clothes directly in the courtyard like yesterday. He thought that Baihe from the Min clan would arrive in the city before sunset, so he decided to go back to Yuzhi first. The whole family will return here when they die.

It was already afternoon, and Tailong, who was in the Yu clan, had been paying attention to Tang San's movements since he returned yesterday. But as soon as Tang San stepped through the door, he who had been waiting in the courtyard for a long time hurriedly stepped forward and asked: "Third Young Master, why did you come back just now? Have you found him?"

Tang San smiled faintly, "I found it, thank you! Tailong."

Tailong was also very happy to hear Tang San talk about finding a master with a veil! As he followed Tang San towards the meeting hall, he asked, "What does the owner of the veil look like? Is it as I guessed, a woman with extremely beautiful appearance?"

Tang San could only smile helplessly, and then took out a soul guide the size of a purse, stretched out his hand and lightly scratched the soul guide, and a little fox with fur as white as snow and a silvery light all over appeared in Tailong's arms. middle.

"Please help me take care of this little fox first. I'll go find your grandfather and Senior Niu Gao to discuss something."

Tai Long looked at the little fox in his arms with a puzzled expression. Where did the Third Young Master get such a furry fox? It looked like it had been seriously injured.

He curled his lips, shook his head slightly, sighed softly and took the little fox back into the house.

In the evening, two figures walked through the empty alley with high walls covered with white snow. Of these two people, one was wearing a white cloak and the other was wearing a black cloak. The two of them walked forward among the flying flowers. The cold frost had not melted where they stepped, nor did they leave any traces in the empty alley. It was as if no one had ever passed by here.

There are three figures under the green tiles and red eaves of the Royal Clan, looking at the falling snow in the courtyard, and looking into the distance through the arch of the courtyard, as if waiting for something.

The figures turned around, and the two men in cloaks finally stopped in front of a large mansion. In front of the house are two stone lions, as tall as a person and with an imposing presence. There is a plaque on the gate, with only the word "imperial" engraved on it. Walking up the steps, a man in a white cloak clicked the bronze lion door, and soon a young man came out.

The young man who opened the door was quite discerning. Although the two people in front of him were dressed in ordinary clothes, the two faces under the hoods had an extraordinary temperament, especially the man in a black cloak. He looked majestic just standing there. It makes people dare not despise it.

He bent down and cupped his hands and said, "Senior, is Bai He, the leader of the Min clan?"