Jiang Xue still hasn't fallen

The snowflakes were sprinkled profusely, covering the ground in white, and the white robe seemed to blend with them, almost indistinguishable from each other.

The warm table made people lose their resistance, each of them hid half of their body under the thick quilt, holding a cup of hot tea in their hands, even though the hot air they exhaled turned into white smoke, their bodies were full of warmth. meaning.

Especially those elderly people like Mikazuki Zongjin who are afraid of the cold gave up their plans to watch the snow on the veranda and nestled down beside the warming table, showing a kind smile.

But the daggers and ribs put on warm clothes, their cheeks were flushed from the cold, but they still had snowball fights in the snow, and their laughter echoed in the courtyard.

Most of Token Fusangshen gathered in the courtyard of the center. They waited expectantly on the first floor, sipping tea, or playing around, but the ultimate goal was to see the results of the purification.

This is the second day Kikyo Priestess entered Honmaru, probably because she was familiar with the general situation of Honmaru. She distinguished the sword with a lower degree of darkness from the sword tent, and summoned the Genji twins to enter the room.

Knowing that the god judge was going to purify, everyone still couldn't hold back their curiosity. They ran out of their warm houses one after another, and gathered in the place closest to the room, not only to know the result at the first time, but also to Prevent accidents from happening.

Everyone carries their own body. The body that has been carefully wiped and cared for is sharp and clean, but it is sealed in the scabbard, so that it does not show any sharpness.

Compared with their nervousness and expectation, Jiang Xue Zuowen slowly passed by the gate of the courtyard, and moved back to his own pill step by step.

He just came back from the battle with some blood unavoidably, which made him frowned with some displeasure, and then stretched it out again. The handkerchief gently wiped away the blood flowing from the wound on his body, and seriously Rinse the handkerchief under the tap.

Directly ignoring the procedure of entering the room with Ying's hands for treatment, Jiang Xue left the text and walked to a remote place, and gently slid her fingers across her waist. There was a scar cut by the time-traveling army there, which was the deepest wound on her body.

Feeling a bit of pain, he bit his lower lip lightly, a trace of sadness floated in his blue eyes, and sighed out of his mouth, Jiang Xue Zuowen put the clothes back on, and even carefully used some methods to cover up the broken parts of the clothes, Only then did he move on.

He didn't pay too much attention to the pain of the wound, and he was even thankful that there was no wound on the exposed skin this time, otherwise it would arouse the suspicion and worry of his two younger brothers.

Knowing that his younger brothers attach great importance to his own safety, Jiang Xue Zuowen doesn't want to worry them, but even knowing that his younger brothers will ask him to buy it, he still reflexively rejects such a thing. matter.

When you enter the room with your hand, the place where the injured sword Fu Sangshen enters, as soon as you open the door, you will smell the bloody smell that makes you uncomfortable. It is a smell that has accumulated for a long time and will not dissipate. Reflexively reminds me of some bad things.

Jiang Xue Zuowenwen walked slowly to the north of the Honmaru, where the courtyard of Zuowenwen's family is located. This place is far away from the center of the Honmaru. It is a bit remote, but it is also very quiet. The place where you live with the magic knife.

He stretched out his hand, moved his fingers, hesitated for a moment, and then slowly pushed open the courtyard door.

The courtyard was as quiet as ever, and the snow was a bit thick. When I stepped in, it covered half of my calf. In the courtyard, the orange trees and plum trees also lost their original greenness. With a certain arc, a few touches of red bloom on the branches of the plum tree. The winter plum has a unique thin fragrance, but it makes people who are close to it feel the peace of mind.

Jiang Xue left his gaze away from the wintersweet, moved up slowly, and finally stopped on two bags dangling on an orange tree. He still remembered that they were hung on the branches by himself a few months ago. It contained the note and the omori that I sewed at the beginning.

Lifting his hand on tiptoe, he took off the two guardians of pink and blue. He sighed softly, walked back to the room slowly, and sat at the kotatsu table, with the quilt gently covering his knees.

His eyes paused for a moment on the two bags in front of him, Jiang Xue left his fingers lightly out, and caressed the knotted rope used to tie the mouth of the bag, he suddenly paused, his eyes widened slightly, the knot seemed to be It's a little different from what I played at the beginning.

Realizing something, the corner of his mouth slightly raised, and he stretched out his hand to open the two bags. As expected, there were only two notes left in it, and the original guard had disappeared.

"This world... is full of sorrow." Jiang Xue Zuowen lowered his head and muttered, clasped his hands together, and performed a Buddha ceremony.

Without thinking too much, he naturally realized who took the Omoru in the bag - except for his two younger brothers, no one would notice this Omoru.

Inside the single vase, a branch of plum leans obliquely against the inside of the vase, with three touches of red on it, matching the quilt embroidered with wintersweet on the table.

Originally, I planned to find time to hand it over to them by myself, although I also planned to give it to them last time, but there was an unexpected situation, which made the guard stained with blood. I couldn't find an opportunity, but I didn't expect them to take it out first.

Jiang Xue Zuowen gently shook her head, feeling a little more sigh in her heart, originally she rejected the new brothers because of the passing of Zongsan and Xiaoye, but since they were brothers, how could they hide it from themselves for the rest of their lives?

——If the newly born Toujian Fusangshen can save all the comrades who were about to die in battle?

——If the newly born Toujian Fusangshen, would he be familiar with the arrangement of some things in the courtyard?

——If the newly born Toujian Fusangshen, how could he find Sanri Yuezong by himself to know the truth of some special things?

He was never stupid, he just pretended not to know anything.

After two months of getting along, did those two silly brothers still think that they couldn't see that they were the original brothers?It's just that they want to act, so they just need to accompany them.

Watching the younger brothers try to please him carefully, is it a different kind of fun, isn't it?

Jiang Xue Zuowen couldn't help chuckling, the corners of her mouth slightly raised.

The long light blue hair slid down his shoulders and fell on his chest. He didn't choose to tuck the hair behind his ears, but let it fall freely.

The tassels hung under the ears and swept across the shoulders, the tip of the nose was still lingering with a bloody smell, frowned in disgust, Jiang Xue Zuowen finally took off the earrings with a bit of anger, and threw them on the table casually. Sweeping and seeing some sporadic bloodstains on it, he waved his long sleeves and swept the two tassels further away.

The wound on his arm seemed to be in pain from such a big movement. He pursed his lips slightly, squeezed his arm lightly, let go of his hand again, closed his hands again, and performed the Buddha ceremony, silently reciting the Buddha's words, The pain is ignored into the corner.

Zong San Zuo Wenwen had just returned from the expedition, and ran into the Lion King who was traveling with him on the road. The other party had treated wounds on his arms and legs, and the white bandages were a bit dazzling in Zong San's eyes.

The Lion King went out with his elder brother today, and even the Lion King was injured, wouldn't the elder brother...

Waves surged in his heart, worry and tension rushed to his mind, almost swallowing his reason.

His feet stopped, and his steps became bigger, almost running.

The Lion King was startled, before he had time to say anything, Zongsan Zuowen in front of him seemed to sense something, and started to run, and he subconsciously ran along with him.

Keeping the same speed, the Lion King tilted his head, and shouted at Zong San's left text: "Zong Sanjun, go and persuade Jiang Xuejun, he was obviously injured when he came back from the battle, and he disappeared in the blink of an eye!"

Zong San Zuowen clenched his fists, nodded silently, pushed open the courtyard door, and went straight to Jiang Xue's room.

"Brother!" With the sound of footsteps getting closer, the door was pushed open, Zong San's figure appeared at the door, his eyes swept across the room, and stopped on Jiang Xue who was beside the warming table, nervously leaning forward In the past, not forgetting to sit gracefully, he asked in a low voice, "Is brother injured?"

Jiang Xuezuo didn't respond to his words, her eyes still stayed on the bag on the table.

Zong San followed his gaze, and saw the opened bag and two notes on the table. He was startled, and realized that his brother had found out that he and Xiao Ye had taken the matter of guarding, "Brother, I It can be explained, I..."

Slightly raising his sleeves, preventing Zong San from continuing, Jiang Xuezuo shook his head lightly, and sighed softly, "Forget it, it was prepared for you, it's just a matter of time before you get it."

Seeing that Zong San's left words showed a sigh of relief, he glanced at the Lion King who was chasing him from the corner of his eye, and said somewhat stubbornly, "I don't want to get involved."

"How is this possible? Do you want to ignore the injury and smash the knife in the end?" Zong Sanzuo deliberately made the result more serious. Seeing Jiang Xue's disapproval, he sighed helplessly, knowing his brother's intentions Stubbornness, I'm afraid he hates the smell of blood, right?Otherwise, he wouldn't have thrown the blood-stained tassel so far away.

Walking slowly to the door, he said a few words to the Lion King, telling him to leave with peace of mind. Then Zong Sanfang took off the medicine box from the cabinet, sat behind Jiang Xue Zuowen, touched his brother's arm with his fingers, and clearly felt the pain in his hand. His body trembled slightly, and he knew that his brother was actually seriously injured.

A trace of sadness flashed in his eyes, he hid the look in his eyes, took off the clothes and armor for Jiang Xue Zuowen with his own hands, gently wiped away the blood oozing from the unhealed wound with cotton, and gently applied the medicine on the ground, The bandage wrapped around his arm bit by bit.

Seeing that the wounds on his arm were healed, Zong San glanced at Jiang Xue from the corner of his eyes, suddenly remembered something, and suddenly pulled Jiang Xue's clothes down, revealing more wounds that Jiang Xue had no time to cover up , his eyes paused for a few seconds on the deep wound on his waist, his eyes were full of sadness.

"Brother, you are obviously injured so badly, why don't you want to take it in?"

Knowing that this level of injury is not as simple as a minor injury, it has reached the level of slander, and it can only be solved by entering the house. Zong San Zuowen gently shook his head, expressing his gratitude to Jiang Xue for his behavior of disregarding his own injury. own anger.

Jiang Xue turned her head to the left and did not answer his question.

In fact, this is not the first time such a situation has occurred. Zong Sanzuo couldn't find a way to get his brother to buy it voluntarily. He could only forcefully pull the other party to buy it, and told the other party time and time again that he didn't care about it. I feel sad because of my behavior, but Jiang Xuezuo's words just don't repent, so what can I do?

After all, it was my elder brother. He was hurt, sad, and in pain. In the end, he was the one who pulled him.

Just like before, taking the reluctant elder brother to do all kinds of things that must be done, inexplicably nostalgic and sad.