The bright moon sits on the ground

Nie Qiu didn't eat meat for several months after returning to Shenyun Pavilion.

He felt sick when he saw meat. If he tasted it, the familiar smell would spread in his mouth, forcing him to vomit it out.

Although Chang Deng and Yin Qingqing didn't taste the slightest smell of meat, they were a little anxious when they saw Nie Qiu's uncomfortable appearance. After all, they were at the age of growing up, so they couldn't just eat vegetables.

So Chang Deng often asked Yin Qingqing to take Nie Qiu out for practice, taking this opportunity to relax.

The effect was not obvious, he still had to vomit.

Nie Qiu often wakes up from a dream in the middle of the night. When he turns over and sits up, cold sweat drips down his body like a waterfall.

He is not really afraid of blood,? Nor is he afraid of corpses, let alone murder.

The Shenyun Pavilion disciples will also bleed and get injured in the exchange of ideas with each other, but it will stop as soon as possible, which is completely different from when they wiped out bandits.

They are mortal.

What Nie Qiu was afraid of was seeing the person he cherished die in front of his own eyes.

When I saw him two days ago, I still smiled and called my junior brother. I quietly took out shortbread from my arms and gave it to him. In a blink of an eye, my limbs were chopped off. After being cruelly abused, I was covered in blood. ,? Lying motionless on the ground.

Every time he thinks of that scene, he can't help but tremble all over.

The disciples under Wenyun Shuimen belonged to Wen Wu and Wen Er who were seriously injured. One had a broken finger, and the other was blind. Every time Nie Qiu saw them, there would be an inexplicable feeling in his heart. , Maybe there is guilt,? Maybe there is also sadness, which makes him unable to get along with them like before, and will subconsciously avoid them when they meet by chance.

Nie Qiu hated himself for backing down at that time.

He forced himself to eat meat, forced himself to get used to the smell of blood, and forced himself to pick up the knife again.

But the moment he pulled out the cold knife, the wreckage appeared before his eyes again.

As soon as he let go of his hand, the iron knife fell to the ground with a clang.

Everyone could see that Nie Qiu's mood was not right, but they didn't know how to get him out of this state.

Yin Qingqing came to him in the middle of the night with a lamp, and taught him how to make beautiful tassels by candlelight.

Chang Deng was slightly aware of the thoughts in his heart, and coaxed: "Human life is not so fragile."

"What's more, I'm your master. I'm so powerful, how could I die so easily?"

Nie Qiu heard it in his ears, but pursed his lips and remained silent.

Wen Wu, Wen Er and Wen Si specifically blocked Nie Qiu in the room. Wen Wu came over to touch his hair with a smile, and showed him his two short fingers, saying that it was just a broken finger, so he saved it anyway. Fortunately, he is left-handed, so his daily life has not been greatly affected.

Wen Er still had a piece of grass in his mouth, and said with a smile: "Doesn't my scar suit me well?"

Wen Si, with arms crossed, leaned against the door and looked at Nie Qiu, "Wen Er hasn't competed with you for several weeks. You don't know, we have lost a lot of fun. Even Master Wen Yunshui would ask who is today?" It's Senior Brother, now that activity is gone, he has changed back to that cold look, he doesn't even bother to say anything."

Nie Qiu let Wen Wu pull his hair, pulled the corners of his lips reluctantly, and wanted to show them a relieved smile, saying that he was actually fine, but as long as he saw these gentle and caring fellow brothers, he was like family to him. Master and Sister, his eyes felt dry, his heart ached, and he couldn't say anything.

He was terrified that all this would come to naught.

When it broke, he returned to reality, alone, back to the cage-like Nie's house.

The three of them came and went, with a little worry on their faces when they left.

Nie Qiu's current state is like a bowstring stretched full, either it cannot be stretched and broken, or it can only be let go.

But now he couldn't listen to what anyone said, completely curled up in a hard shell.

After a long time like this, the weather turned cooler and autumn entered.

Nie Qiu couldn't sleep in the middle of the night, so he lit the lamp and wanted to read a book for a while.

His sense of hearing is sharper than that of ordinary people, even the slightest sound can be caught by those ears, even the head of the sect has sincerely praised him for this.

So he sat at the table for a while, and easily heard an unusual sound.

Anyway, it was night, and there was nothing to do. Going back to bed might still have nightmares, and if you went out to relax, Nie Qiu simply put down the book, picked up the iron knife standing by the door, and was about to go out and take a look.

Following the sound along the way, Nie Qiu soon found himself getting farther and farther away from Changdeng's courtyard.

He frowned, but didn't just turn back.

In the valley at night, there is the sound of the wind blowing the leaves and the sound of insects. There is not much change from the night when he first came to Shenyun Pavilion a few years ago. Everything seems to be the same as yesterday. Nie Qiu thought of this , gradually relaxed.

After another walk, the unusual sound finally stopped.

Nie Qiu pushed aside the layers of bushes, and saw a small figure standing there in the dark night.

Sensing the line of sight keenly, the man turned his head and looked over.

In the darkness, those eyes were surprisingly bright, even somewhat like beasts hiding in the shadows.

Nie Qiu frowned, retracted the one-inch long knife into its sheath, and walked over to call him: "Han Shan?"

The moon heard the sound, turned around curiously, and passed a few soft and bright moonlight in time.

Under the moonlight, that small figure revealed its true colors.

The boy in plain white clothes rolled up his wide sleeves and called out in a childish voice: "Senior brother."

After going up the mountain to wipe out the bandits, they found a room similar to a prison during the cleaning process.

There were a lot of people locked inside, no matter men, women, old or young, they all huddled together, seeing the disciples of Shen Yun Pavilion, they showed panic expressions, as if they were afraid of being burned, they hid back one after another, wishing to get as far away from the sun as possible.

The leader stood by and watched for a while, then sighed leisurely.

Some children who were no more than twelve or thirteen years old pulled up their clothes, and their bodies were covered with dense scars.

Shen Yunge's disciples pried open the lock of the prison with a sullen face, and released the people inside.

Many people were locked up for too long, and when they saw the sun, they said that their eyes hurt like fire, and they dared to go out after a long delay.There are also people who have lost their minds due to mental breakdowns, and can't even remember who they are or where they live.

The head of the sect ordered them to be sent home one by one, and that's how the matter ended.

Except for the boy in front of him.

Because he was too young when he was taken away, he can't remember many things, and he is now six or seven years old, and his appearance is too different from when he was a baby. It is difficult to find his original residence.

Like other children, his body was also covered with large and small wounds, some of which were even bleeding.

They asked the surrounding residents all over, but they didn't find anything. They asked if anyone was willing to adopt, but they were naturally rejected: the villagers couldn't even support themselves, so how could they want to have another mouth in their family.

Shen Yunge made an exception to accept Nie Qiu, so it is impossible to make another exception.

So the head frowned and thought for a long time, and was finally moved by Chang Deng's muttering.

What Chang Deng said was: "Nie Qiu must have been around the same age when he came to Shenyun Pavilion."

So they decided to take the boy in for the time being, and let him go when his family was found or when he was older.

Asked what his name was, the boy thought for a while and said, Han Shan.

There is no surname, only the first name, which is the simple and neat word Hanshan.

In this way, together with the others, blindfolded, he was led through the bamboo forest mechanism and entered the Shenyun Pavilion.

Nie Qiu asked, "What are you doing here?"

In front of you is a dense bamboo sea, the emerald green color is particularly conspicuous at night.

This is already the boundary of Shenyun Pavilion. When he first entered Shenyun Pavilion, he had a quarrel with Wen Wu here. When Wen Wu called him his junior sister, he was so angry that he declared war on Wen Wu. Who would lose? Who is the brother...

As Nie Qiu thought about it, his brows and eyes softened.

Han Shan blinked, a little shy, and answered honestly: "I'm lost."

Nie Qiu burst out laughing.

This was the most obvious he had smiled in the past few months.

After quarreling with Wen Wu, he also lost his way.It was Yin Qingqing who came to look for him that night.Seeing Nie Qiu asleep leaning against the tree in a daze, Yin Qingqing didn't call him to get up, but because she was afraid of the cold night, she took off her coat and gently put it on him, crossed her arms and stood beside him. Quietly waiting for his junior brother to wake up.

At that time, it was the senior sister who came to lead him the way, but now, as the senior brother, he is here to lead the way for Han Shan.How time flies.

Nie Qiu stretched out his hand, motioning for Han Shan to hold him, "I'll take you back to the head's residence."

The number of apprentices under the head of the sect is not small, and the courtyard has long been full. He also stopped accepting apprentices for this reason, but since Han Shan came, he asked someone to clean up a slightly remote room, although it is small, but Clean and comfortable.

Han Shan looked at Nie Qiu, and held his hand obediently.

I don't know if it was because the night was too cold, or because the clothes on his body were thin, but as soon as he held him with his small hands, Nie Qiu realized that the boy's body was supposed to be warm, but his fingers were surprisingly cold. Ice was included in the palm.

Fortunately, because of my martial arts practice, my body is hot and I am not afraid of the cold.

So Nie Qiu gently held Han Shan's hand, covering it with his own warm body temperature.

Han Shan seemed a little unaccustomed, he moved his fingers, but he didn't break free.

"Shen Yun Pavilion is not too big, and it is not too small. The courtyard of the head is actually easy to find. As long as you get familiar with it, you won't get lost in the future." Nie Qiu led him forward and said , "Don't come out in the middle of the night again, this time I met you by chance, if I didn't meet you, in such cold weather, you will easily get sick if you stay outside."

"Understood, brother."

Han Shan lowered his head, and from Nie Qiu's perspective, he could only see the small hair twirling on top of his head.

Nie Qiu took Han Shan's hand and walked in the long dark night in the silence. He didn't deliberately restrain his voice, and the sound of small footsteps sounded on the stone road.And because it was the footsteps of two people, it didn't seem lonely.

The sea of ​​bamboo behind him got farther and farther away, and when it was almost invisible, Han Shan suddenly turned his head.

Nie Qiuruo felt something and followed him to look back.

The green bamboo sea is hidden under the curtain of the night, becoming deep and reticent, covering the rustling sound of the leaves blown by the wind, retreating back, the moon turned its direction, and took back the soft moonlight, making it gradually melt into the night.

Then it gets farther and farther away until it can no longer be seen.