Brilliant thorn

The fish was really too small, after removing the bones, there was not much fish left.

Xiao Jue ate very slowly, keeping his eyes down on the fish bone, wondering what he was thinking.

"Brother Fu, I reported my safety to my father, Fei Ge, and I didn't mention anything on the peak."

Shi Yi tore off a piece of rabbit meat and handed it to Yan Feishuang, and continued: "After all, those pages of sword manuals and assassination banquet pictures are related to the old case of the Ling family. I think it's better to talk to him face to face."

"Well, it's right to be cautious."

Since the reappearance of the fragments of "Wen Yuan Lu", the world has obviously become restless.

Families with a strong sense of mission and responsibility, such as Pingchuan Shenjiazhuang, Shangye Yanjiabao, and Xinchang Danyang School, began to search for the whereabouts of the remaining scrolls.

And in the dark and in the open, I don't know how many pairs of eyes are staring at the movement of these sects, thinking about their own little calculations.

Shi Yisheng was afraid that Feishu would be intercepted, so he withdrew the key information.

Yan Feishuang swallowed what was in his mouth, and asked: "If Cui Yushu is really related to that murder case, what will Dad and the others do? Kill Shangbuzhifeng and wipe out his den of thieves?"

Shi Yi said: "Without conclusive evidence, acting rashly may cause unnecessary disputes in the world."

That would be a bloodbath.

"But after more than 20 years, what conclusive evidence is there? Isn't everyone dead?" Yan Feishuang frowned, "If he confronts Cui Yushu and refuses to admit it, wouldn't it be possible for the Ling family's bloody feud to be resolved forever? ?”

"actually……"

Shi Yi hesitated again and again, looked back at the dark night behind him, and then lowered his voice and said: "The Ling family may not be extinct."

"How do you say that?" Fu Shaoyu tore off a piece of rabbit meat and handed it to Xiao Jue's mouth. After the other party hesitated for a moment, he lowered his head and ate the food with his hand before looking at Shi Yi.

Yan Feishuang also looked curious.

Shi Yidao: "After the birthday banquet of Master Shen, I went to Ling's Mansion. Although the house was in ruins, the ancestral hall in the backyard was spotless. It could be seen that someone had been taking care of it. I felt strange, so I went to the nearby people Inquire. Many people have said that every midnight on the seventh day of the lunar new year, a middle-aged man must come to the old house to stay for one night."

"Cousin, don't be scary, okay?" Yan Feishuang hugged her arms tightly, still feeling the chill on her back.

"It's not a strange thing." Shi Yi smiled and rubbed her hair before saying, "I found that person very quickly. He was originally a local beggar who was entrusted to take care of her on the seventh day of every month. Lingzhai ancestral hall. Because the other party gave me a lot of money, I have to do everything myself and be meticulous."

"Then... why do you have to go in the middle of the night?"

Yan Feishuang was puzzled, Shi Yi also shook his head: "I don't know, but he seems to be begging along the street during the day."

"Huh? Didn't you say that the employer paid you a lot?" Yan Feishuang was even more puzzled, "Why do you continue to be a beggar? Isn't it good to use the money to start a business or buy land and houses?"

There was a snort from the opposite side, her cheeks suddenly became hot, and she asked in a low voice, "Young Master Xiao...why are you laughing?"

Xiao Jue was still biting Fu Shaoyu's fingertips, he raised his eyelids and looked through the firelight when he heard the words, the most inadvertent glance disturbed the minds of others.

"Fei Shuang... did you say something wrong?"

Xiao Jue let go, wiped the corners of his lips, and said, "Have you ever experienced the life of the poor? No fixed place to live, no food to eat, no money-making ability or brains, so you can only kneel on the street and kowtow to beg for the help of passers-by." Charity. But even if you kowtow on the street for a long time, you may not be able to get a copper coin. I am so hungry that I wish I could cut off the poor meat on my body and eat it. After eating my own, I want to eat it other's……"

His tone was flat, but there was a cruel smell of blood between the lines.

Yan Feishuang was shocked by his calm and cold expression.

Fu Shaoyu held down Xiao Jue's stiff back, stroked it lightly twice, and said, "Xiao Jue means that the beggar probably lived a life of poverty and didn't dare to spend a lot of money at will, so he would Go begging on the street, earn as much as you can.”

Yan Feishuang nodded blankly, and Shi Yi sighed softly: "There are so many sufferings in the world, and we are considered lucky."

Fu Shaoyu returned to the topic, and said: "Then have you found out who entrusted the beggar? Why do you say that the Ling family may not have exterminated the family?"

"Well, the man said that the people who came to give him money are different every time. He only knows that the employer's surname is Ling, and he can't ask anything else." Shi Yi replied.

"Ling?" Yan Feishuang came back to his senses and asked, "Is he Ling Yuan's relative?"

"You're asking the key point," Shi Yi said seriously, "I heard from the locals that the day when Ling's house was in trouble was the full moon banquet for Senior Ling's son, but I couldn't come to Feng. On the way to meet Brother Fu, I met a senior. He once went to the Ling Mansion to help collect the corpses after the massacre, but he said he had never seen any babies or children."

"My cousin means that the employer might be the orphan of Senior Ling Yuan?" Yan Feishuang said in surprise, "But he was only a full moon back then, how could he escape this disaster? It's not the murderer who is soft-hearted and let his subordinates show mercy passed him."

"Maybe the body collector was negligent, and I don't know." Fu Shaoyu leaned over and pulled a piece of rabbit meat from the campfire, and continued to feed it to Xiao Jue's mouth.

"Hmm...Brother Fu is right," Shi Yi smiled, feeling a little helpless, "It's just that if the child survives by chance, he will be about the same age as us, so I always substituting myself unconsciously, always thinking maybe There is still hope."

Even so, the hope is slim.

The atmosphere became heavy.

Fu Shaoyu comforted: "Don't be discouraged, what you said is not impossible, and then I will ask Master Shen and Uncle Yan to confirm it."

"Yes, yes, maybe the senior you asked, cousin, knows a little bit more."

Yan Feishuang agreed, Shi Yi nodded, but the spark of hope that was beating in his heart gradually faded. Where did so many miracles come from in this world?

"Take it away." Xiao Jue said abruptly, turning his head to avoid the rabbit meat that Fu Shaoyu handed to his lips again.

"Eat more, we won't have food until noon tomorrow." Fu Shaoyu put the rabbit meat to his mouth again, with a soft tone, as if he was coaxing people.

"Don't eat, don't bother me." Xiao Jue moved back, leaned against the tree and closed his eyes, obviously not wanting to talk to anyone anymore.

But Fu Shaoyu still didn't give up, he handed over his hand, and the rabbit meat pried away those two slightly pursed lips.Xiao Jue's brows were full of impatience, his right eye was narrowed and he stared at the disturbing guy, he opened his mouth and bit the fingertips of that person fiercely, wishing he could swallow his flesh together.

"That's right." Fu Shaoyu put the small piece he had bitten into his own mouth, turned his head and gave Yan Feishuang a thumbs up, "The hare that Sister Shuang brought was really delicious."

Yan Feishuang was amused by him, and laughed and praised Shi Yi, who was secretly depressed, and the solemn feeling when he was talking about business just now gradually dissipated in the night wind.

Hmph, it really is a tongue that can speak beautiful words.

Xiao Jue sneered, closed his eyes again, recalled the touch when he bit Fu Shaoyu's lips in the stream, and wondered if a man's tongue would be as soft.

He fell asleep while thinking wildly, and a warm breath approached him in the haze, but he didn't move.

For Fu Shaoyu, he has unknowingly let go of his guard.

Perhaps to put it more accurately, Fu Shaoyu gave him an indescribable sense of security, a feeling he had never experienced from his mother and adoptive father in the past so many years.

It didn't feel bad, and he kind of liked it.

The next morning, Xiao Jue woke up in Fu Shaoyu's arms.

The bonfire was about to go out, and wisps of white smoke emerged from the charred firewood, blending with the mist in the forest along the morning wind.The grass under him was wet, and the morning dew slid off the leaves as he stood up, dripping into the damp soil.

"Don't move, sleep a little longer." Fu Shaoyu tightened his arms, and wrapped the half-sit up person in his arms again.

Xiao Buyi swung his elbow at the person pretending to be sleeping, but he was quickly blocked.

He snorted, pursed his lips and wanted to attack Fu Shaoyu's chest again, Fu Shaoyu hurriedly restrained this little beast that opened its teeth and claws just after waking up.

The two of you stalked each other, and both fell into the grass. The dew was thrown onto the blushing cheeks, which were so shiny that people wanted to lick them off.

"Get up!" Xiao Jue said angrily, the hard object under his body made his eyes turn red, "Hugh is courting death!"

"I told you not to move around, are you not being honest?" Fu Shaoyu glanced at the cousins ​​who were still sleeping on the opposite side, hooked Xiao Jue's neck and whispered in his ear: "They are all men, don't you?" Do you understand that early morning is very sensitive?"

Xiao Jue was itchy all over from the hot air beside his ears.

He fiercely raised his knees against Fu Shaoyu's lower body, with such a force that if Fu Shaoyu got his way, he might not have to be so sensitive every morning in the future.

"I'm just joking, are you really going to kill me? It's so cruel."

Fu Shaoyu rolled away from him, a blade of grass was poured into his face with internal force, he put his palm on the ground, turned over, the blade brushed across his cheek, and saw blood.

Xiao Jue was not as calm as him.

His skin was already fair, the blush on his cheeks and ear tips was very obvious, his eyes seemed to be fogged and wet, and there was a blade of grass in his hair, he looked embarrassed and fragile.

But the fragility of this moment is just an illusion brought about by the appearance.

The man with red lips and white teeth fiercely kicked the extinguished fire, gritted his teeth and said, "If there is another time, I will cut off your things!"

Fu Shaoyu raised his eyebrows and watched with a smile as he flicked his sleeves and walked deep into the forest.

Shi Yi and Yan Feishuang woke up one after another when the two of them separated. Seeing that the atmosphere was tense, they didn't dare to speak.After Xiao Jue walked away, Yan Feishuang hugged his knees and asked softly, "Brother Fu, are you alright?"

"It's okay," Fu Shaoyu shook his head with a smile, "He's quite angry when he wakes up, and he's quite cute, right?"

Yan Feishuang and Shi Yi: "..."

When Xiao Jue came back, they rode straight to Shangye without further delay.

Near noon, the gate tower of Shangye City appeared in sight.Yan Mansion is located in the west of the city, covering a large area. The pavilions, terraces, stone bridges and winding corridors in the mansion change scenery with each step, which is quite graceful and beautiful in the south of the Yangtze River.

Xiao Jue got off his horse and looked up at the gold-plated "Yanfu" on the plaque above the gate. The scorching sun hung high above his head, making him dazzled and dizzy.

It's almost 20 years.

It has been nearly 20 years since he was thrown out of the house by that man on that snowy winter day in his memory.

He withdrew his gaze, turned his head to look at the stone sculpture on the side of the door, and asked seemingly unintentionally, "Is it a lion?"

Yan Feishuang threw the reins to the servant, and said with a smile, "My lord, this is the Pixiu of the town house."

Xiao Jue said, "It looks a little old."

Yan Feishuang nodded: "Yes, this pair of Pixiu has been at the door since I remember. Daddy said that Pixiu is better than lions for warding off evil spirits and good luck."

Right.

Yan Wuji was so ruthless when he drove their mother and son out of the mansion, he wished he could wipe out all traces of their existence immediately.Naturally, the pair of stone lions who were stained with the filthy blood of his "bastard" must also be replaced.

"Let's go son, the sun is too poisonous, don't bask in it." Yan Feishuang waved at him, stepped up the white jade steps first, and walked towards the mansion.

Xiao Jue's face was full of fear, and when he was about to move forward, the slightly trembling fist under the cuff was clenched.

"Why are you nervous?" Fu Shaoyu pointed his finger on the back of his hand comfortingly, and said, "The Yan family is not a den of tigers and wolves, so you don't have to be afraid."

Xiao Jue shook off his hand, and said coldly: "Which way do you see that I'm afraid?"

But Fu Shaoyu stopped bickering with him, stretched out his long arms, and led him across the threshold of Yan Mansion: "It doesn't matter if you are nervous or afraid, if you feel uncomfortable, just smile more."

Xiao looked at him incomprehensibly, under the bright sun, Fu Shaoyu met his gaze and looked over, half-truthfully said: "When you smile, you will make people look crazy, and no one will be distracted anymore. I noticed the murderous look in your eyes."