Folding the halberd to seal the cold

On the day of Ye Chen's death, it seemed that the gloomy sky had to be accompanied by a drizzle since the morning.

The azure sky was covered with gray clouds, like a blurred ink painting, which faded to gray and white.

The cold autumn rain fell on the weeping willows on the long embankment of the West Lake, and a thin layer of water mist was splashed.

Qin Yue held up an oil-paper umbrella to shield Ye Feng from the rain, and walked with him silently.

Ye Feng carried two jars of wine and some offerings, and walked slowly beside Qin Yue.

The road to Jianzhong is on the back mountain of Lingyin Temple. You need to walk a winding path and pass through a hidden bamboo forest to see the entrance.

Ye Feng's clothes were in a hurry, brushing the rain-stained weeds by the side of the road.

Pass through the Valley of Abandoned Swords, where there are many broken swords, and then step by step on the moss-covered stone road.

Jianzhong is right in front of you.

Qin Yue couldn't help but stop following Ye Feng, and looked up at the huge iron sword hanging from the door with a thick iron chain.

The ancient and complicated sword body patterns, the brown rust that reveals the traces of time, and the huge sword body more than two feet high all make people feel solemn and solemn, and suddenly arouse awe.

This is the secret and solemn forbidden place of Tibetan Sword Villa.

Ye Ying, the owner of the Cangjian Villa, once lived here alone to practice kendo in seclusion, watching the cold, heat, prosperity and withering, holding a sword and watching flowers for more than six years, just to comprehend the supreme kendo of the Supreme Heart Sword, and protect the Cangjian Villa from the precarious times. In the rivers and lakes.It's a pity... when he left the level again, he was blind.

Qin Yue has always admired this big village owner who was willing to give up the entire bright world just to hide the sword.

He also admires the way of a gentleman that Cangjian Villa has always pursued, and worships the monarchy they insist on.

Just like Ye Feng, who has been away from Cangjian for several years, even if he became a villain, he still insists on the chivalrous character of the Ye family in Cangjian Villa... This is what attracted him deeply.

"Qin Yue, you wait here for a while, I need to explain to the disciple guarding the sword mound before I can take you in together." Ye Feng's cold voice broke Qin Yue's thoughts, Qin Yue saw Ye Feng turn around After stopping in front of him, he quickly nodded and took the wine jar and offerings from Ye Feng, watching him wait silently as he was negotiating with the guards of the sword mound.

The waiting time was not as long as expected, and soon Ye Feng nodded to signal him to come over, and they can enter the Sword Tomb together.

Qin Yue was startled for a moment, then continued to follow Ye Feng's footsteps.

When the two passed in front of a white-haired old man guarding the sword mound, Ye Feng suddenly stopped, bowed and bowed deeply to him, but continued walking forward without saying anything.

Qin Yue didn't have time to wonder who this person was, he could only hear the deep sigh coming from behind them before they entered the sword mound.

The huge stone door in front of him slowly opened.

Qin Yue was finally lucky enough to follow Ye Feng to see the mysterious inner valley of Jianzhong.

Ye Feng walked down the stone steps step by step in front of him, and as the two of them went deeper into the valley, the expression of amazement on Qin Yue's face became deeper and deeper: "Ye Feng...in the sword mound, there is actually such a Is it a vast territory?"

He stopped in the middle of the sword mound, staring blankly at the forked roads that branched out, quite shocked.

Ye Feng turned around and nodded slightly to him, looked at the fork in the road and explained to him: "The interior of Jianzhong is actually divided into four connected valleys, because the temperature of the branches and branches of the land where it is located is different, so it forms the wonder of the spirit valley with four distinct seasons. They are Chunhui Valley, Xiazhen Valley, Autumn Se Valley and Donghan Valley."

"Then Ye Chen..."

"Ye Chen was buried in Autumn Valley." Ye Feng accepted Qin Yue's words, lowered his eyes, and continued to walk forward slowly.

Autumn Valley is located in the northeast of Jianzhong. As the name suggests, only autumn is the most distinct in a year. No matter what the scenery outside the valley is, it is always autumn when the leaves are rustling.

The sky light poured down from the gap in the valley, and fell on a huge ginkgo tree in the middle of the Qiuse Valley. It was divided into countless fine golden lights and projected on the wild grass under the tree.

There is a solitary tomb standing peacefully under the tree, shrouded in the shadow of the tree intertwined with light and shadow.

Ye Feng approached it step by step, put down the sacrifice in his hand and knelt in front of the grave, and said in a low voice:

"Xiaochen, I'm here to see you."

He raised his hand to caress the tombstone, and put his head close to the inscription, as if he could feel Ye Chen's breath again in this way: "How have you been doing this year? I brought the wine you liked to drink again ...and your favorite preserved fruit."

Ye Feng carefully arranged the sacrifices, looking at Ye Chen's tombstone with gentle and painful eyes: "I've kept you... for a long time."

Qin Yue looked at Ye Feng's figure leaning against the tombstone, his eyes were full of pity.He also walked forward slowly, squatted down with Ye Feng, and greeted Ye Chen like him: "Ye Chen, my name is Qin Yue. I heard that Ye Feng missed you for a long time, and today I am finally lucky...to see you is you."

It was only then that Ye Feng remembered that Qin Yue was still by his side, so he gave Qin Yue a slightly apologetic bitter smile, turned his head and looked at Ye Chen's tombstone again: "Xiao Chen, this time I brought someone with me, I'll come back to see you together...he is Qin Yue. "

"Every year in the future, there will be people who will come to see you with me."

Mentioning Qin Yue, a sincere smile finally appeared on the corner of Ye Feng's mouth.He knew that this sentence was enough as an explanation.

Ye Chen is the twin brother of his mother's compatriot, and he has the same heart with him, even if heaven and man are separated forever... But Ye Feng believes that as long as he has the knowledge under the spring, he will agree with the person he chooses.

Qin Yue had already carefully cleaned up some weeds and fallen leaves for Ye Chen's tomb, poured two more glasses of wine and handed them to Ye Feng, and gently reminded him: "Let's toast Xiaochen with a drink."

Only then did Ye Feng take the wine glass, stood up together with Qin Yue, raised the glass in his hands, and gently sprinkled a stream of wine in front of Ye Chen's tomb.

"Ye Chen, I will come to see you with Ye Feng every year." Qin Yue's cup stayed in the air, and he looked deeply at Ye Chen's grave, firm and affectionate: " In fact, I am very glad...to finally meet you."

"I know that you used to be Ye Feng's only family member alive in this world. You are connected by blood and blood, and you are each other's most important brother... and the only person in this world who is most qualified to be our witness."

Ye Feng suddenly turned his head to look at Qin Yue, only to see his side face shrouded in a soft sunlight, with sharp edges and corners, handsome and resolute.

"Today, in front of your tomb, I solemnly promise you that I will stay by Ye Feng's side for you, and stay with him for the rest of his life, so that he will not be alone. I will accompany him to change his fate against the sky. I will always be with him...Through the wind and rain, we will die together and live together, and with my body, I will protect each other for the rest of my life."

After Qin Yue finished speaking earnestly, he solemnly poured out the wine in his cup and offered it to Ye Chen: "Please rest assured in Jiuquan and bear witness for me."

Ye Feng's heart was moved, he looked at Qin Yue with a choked voice, but he didn't know what to say, he could only close his eyes silently to calm down the surging emotion and sadness in his heart, and slowly said: "Xiaochen will listen Here you go, don't worry."

The leaves fell quietly.

Years in Autumn Valley will always stay in Ye Chen's favorite autumn.

How nice it is--

At the beginning, he followed Ye Chen's last wish, no matter how far away the mountains and rivers were, and how difficult it was, he must take him back to the south of the Yangtze River, and be buried in Tibetan Sword and Jianzhong.

Ye Feng still remembered that Ye Chen told him that if one day he unfortunately died in a foreign country, he must take him back to Tibetan Sword.

Although they are not the real Ye family, they have the soul of Ye family.

Once you enter the Tibetan sword, you will hide the sword forever.

No matter what he did wrong, he will not be tolerated by the world, please Ye Feng must remember to bring his body back to the Sword Tomb.

He wanted to be buried in a quiet place where no one would disturb him.In Qiuse Valley, there are only memories of the two brothers practicing swordsmanship together since they were young. How nice it is.

Just like fallen leaves return to dust, the place Ye Chen most wishes to return to is here.

As if seeing Ye Chen's bright smiling face again after a long absence, Ye Feng couldn't help recalling every bit about Ye Chen, with a sad smile on his face, he finally spoke slowly to Qin Yue Said: "Qin Yue, let me tell you about Xiao Chen."