[Cehua] The wind and rain are like dark

It was midsummer at this time, and the weather was getting hotter and hotter from Jinshui Town to the south.He Congjian wiped off the sweat from her temples, and impatiently smoothed her wide sleeves up to her elbows, but she still couldn't dispel the hot feeling.This year's midsummer is extraordinarily hot and extraordinarily long, perhaps because there is a leap in August.

"Congjian! Congjian, wait for me! What are you doing running so fast?" Ji Feiying rode up from behind and complained to him repeatedly.

"My young master, don't you want to see what time it is?" He Congjian raised his horsewhip and pointed at the slanting sun, "I haven't walked a few miles since I came out in the morning, so don't hurry up. Do you want to sleep in the wilderness at night?"

Ji Feiying put up the awning with his hands and looked at the setting sun that was still dazzling even though it was sinking in the west, and grunted.

"It's strange, I went out early in the morning, and I didn't feel that I was walking slower than usual. Why does it seem that this road can't be finished..." He shook his head, wiped the Sweat dripping from the forehead, "When I came to welcome you, I took this road. Why didn't I remember walking for so long?"

He Congjian said impatiently: "If you have time to babble here, you might as well move faster."

But Ji Feiying reined in, looked at He Congjian seriously and said: "Congjian, what are you doing all the way so restless? Tell me if you have any troubles in your heart. Did you listen to the person who was at the station the day before yesterday?" The old man told the story of the siege of Yuzhou City. Did he feel uncomfortable? In fact, I also felt bad when I heard it. You and I have grown up so much, and we have never seen Zhan Luan. Even if what he said is vivid, you and I will I can’t perceive the eventuality. Since he has seen the painting in your hand, you go back and tell your painter friends, that’s all, there is no need to think about it. There is just one thing I have to remind you—you also listen to it When we arrived, the city was called Yuzhou. This name definitely could not be the original name. This means that the court felt that the cannibalism happened, and it was not nice to say it, so it was taboo--look, this city now, You can’t even find broken walls. The painting handed down by your family is well-known among the masters of Danqing. It’s not like you don’t recognize the painters who went to and from the court. They are all more knowledgeable than us. I'm afraid there are a lot of them, since no one has mentioned this content for so many years, I'm afraid the meaning inside is really beyond my ability to pry into it. Keep it simple, don't think about it."

His words were sincere and serious, and He Congjian could tell that the meaning inside was that he really cared about himself, so he just sighed and said, "Okay, I don't want to."

After finishing speaking, he glanced at Ji Feiying, and nodded at him as if to promise.It's just that He Congjian didn't tell the truth, [-]% of what Ji Feiying said was really to care for herself, and the rest was an unspeakable faint fear.As for himself, although he followed Ji Feiying's kind intentions, he also felt a little apprehensive in his heart.That day at the post station, the old news about the siege of Yuzhou City that the old man told them, although there were only a few words, but the situation was tragic, how could it be like a human story?

"Don't think about it, let's go, let's go." He Congjian pinched the horse's belly, "If you don't go, you will really sleep in the wild."

"Sleeping in the wild is also good," Ji Feiying smiled at him narrowly, "It's not afraid of people coming, it's not interesting."

He Congjian couldn't help laughing when he heard the provocative meaning in his words.The two rode their horses and ran for a while. The surrounding area was desolate, and there were not steep and high hills stretching, surrounded by greenery. , only the last light left.

"Look, what did I say? We're here." Ji Feiying grinned and rode her horse to the front. Ahead was a not-so-small city. People could be seen coming and going from a distance, and the city gate was bustling.He Congjian followed Ji Feiying and rode into the city before the sunset.He raised his head and glanced at the city gate. The name of the city was not indicated on it, but this is a side gate, which is normal.He Congjian rode his horse to follow, and saw that the houses on the long street were row upon row, overlapping and towering. It looked quite prosperous, but it was getting dark and there were not many pedestrians on the street.

"Strange." Ji Feiying said suddenly, "This is not the place I passed by when I came here, did we go the wrong way?"

"Ah?" He Congjian was stunned for a moment, but then he felt relieved, "It's okay, first find a place to live in the mansion, and ask the owner where it is and what's the matter, and we can talk about it tomorrow morning." He said so, but also I felt a kind of indescribable strangeness, but this feeling was fleeting and disappeared without a trace.Look at the sky again, it's already dark.

The two didn't have time to think too much, but fortunately, they found the location of the mansion in a short time.There were still many vacant rooms, the two of them had been on the road for a day, and felt hungry, even though it was past dinner time, they still asked the shopkeeper if there was anything to eat.

"No, the two young masters came too late."

"What - I have lived in so many restaurants, but I have never seen one like yours. What time is it, and there is no food..." Ji Feiying couldn't help arguing with the store, but He Congjian took the lead. He stopped him and said: "It's nothing, we just ask casually. Feiying, let's go back to the room."

Ji Feiying still muttered a few words to herself, but she didn't see any reaction from the shopkeeper.He Congjian pushed him, and the two went upstairs, the wooden stairs creaked under their feet.As soon as Ji Feiying entered the room, she hurriedly unloaded the epee, threw it on the couch, and said, "I'm exhausted. Hey, what did you stop me from talking just now?"

He Congjian didn't raise his head and said, "You're the only one who has a lot of things to do when you're away from home. It's good to have a place to live. If you don't say a word, it can suffocate you to death." Toss dry food.He Congjian habitually checked to see if his treasured paintings were still there, but paused as he packed his hands, only then did he remember that he forgot to ask the store where it was.Strange to say, my memory is getting worse and worse. When I went to the city, I wanted to ask people on the street, but I forgot it when I interrupted it; when I entered the shop, I forgot it again.He Congjian thought about it, but he didn't bother to go downstairs. He was tired and sleepy this day, so it's not too late to say something the next day if he has something to say.

There is clear water in the room.The two washed their hands and faces, and because they were really tired, they went to bed early.

Around midnight, He Congjian suddenly woke up from his dream.My heart was full of confusion, I wanted to think about what dream I had just now, but I couldn't remember anything.He dazedly touched behind him, Ji Feiying was still sleeping next to him, the familiar breath gently caressed the back of his neck, and his strong arms crossed his waist.He felt relieved, and was about to fall asleep again, when he suddenly heard a singing sound coming from nowhere, like a group of children singing, but he couldn't make out what they were singing.It's just that the singing brought an inexplicable chill after another, and the back of the spine, which was sweating profusely from the heat, also felt a chill.He Congjian listened carefully again, but the singing voice was gone—the voice was very faint at first, maybe I heard it wrong.But there was a sound from a more distant place, which seemed to be the shouts of many people and the sound of fighting.This burst of sound, compared to the previous singing, was more distant and subtle. Even He Congjian felt that he was too tired and hysterical these days, but the sound was like a hook, hooking him to keep listening.

His restless movement woke up Ji Feiying behind him. Although the weather was extremely hot, he was still reluctant to let go of He Congjian's waist, and he just said in a sleepy voice after waking up: "What's wrong?"

"Listen, is there any sound? It seems that something happened somewhere."

Ji Feiying propped up half of her body, listened for a while, finally shook her head, and said: "It's nothing, you're sleepy, you got it wrong. Don't think about it, go to sleep." He said and fell back on the pillow, changed sleep again.He Congjian wanted to refute at first, but when he listened carefully, there was indeed no sound, everything was completely silent, not even the chirping of summer insects.Ji Feiying has practiced martial arts for many years, and his kung fu is much better than him. He has sharp ears and eyes, and there is really a sound, so it is impossible not to hear it.Thinking of this, he also felt that he was suspicious, and then fell asleep.

There is wind blowing by the ears, accompanied by the chirping of birds flying across the sky that seem to be close to each other.On a summer morning, the sun has not yet fully risen, and the wind is rarely cool.The drowsiness came up in bursts, but it couldn't stop the morning sun that was gradually brightening.The feeling of the wind blowing on her body was too comfortable, He Congjian wanted to continue to sleep, but was awakened by a violent shaking, and Ji Feiying's anxious cry was heard next to her ears.

"Congjian! Congjian! Wake up! Wake up!"

Suddenly awakened from a dream like this, He Congjian was inevitably flustered and short of breath, stood up and was about to scold Ji Feiying, but was immediately stunned.

The morning light was faint, and a white light like fat began to appear from the east.They slept in a piece of lush wormwood, and the midsummer morning wind, with coordinated coolness and heat, blows these green grass softly to the ground.

He Congjian only felt a chill run down his spine, jumped up all of a sudden, and took a few steps around in a hurry.He turned his head to look at Ji Feiying, wanting to confirm whether he was dreaming, but saw the latter also had an unbelievable expression on his face.The wind blew the surrounding weeds, and their hair and belts kept swaying together.Not far away, the two people's previous horses were dragging the reins and grazing around, but they didn't run far.The two stared at each other silently for a while in horror. He Congjian suddenly turned around and rushed to the package, frantically finding the scroll of paintings that he had been carefully keeping.

Ji Feiying saw him untie the tether with trembling hands, and opened the scroll with impetuous movements that were quite different from the usual cautious approach.I saw that the city was deep and steep, and the houses on both sides of the street were scattered and row upon row.He Congjian's hands trembled, that's right, that's right, it's no wonder that at first, when he entered the city, he felt strange. The long street where they were looking for the mansion shop, the layout of the surrounding streets, and the arrangement of houses were clearly exactly the same as in this painting.

"This... this..." Ji Feiying could also see it, he walked over with a pale face, and rubbed He Congjian's shoulders soothingly.He Congjian was in doubt, when he touched him like this, his hand trembled immediately, and the scroll fell out of his hand, and fell into the grass with a slight sound.The eyes of the two moved to the painting involuntarily, surrounded by wild grass and wild ducks.The two of them stood there in a daze for an unknown amount of time, but the morning light behind them gradually brightened, brightly enveloping the entire earth into its fiery palms.

He Congjian bent down first, and carefully picked up the long scroll.Seeing that his white fingertips were still trembling, Ji Feiying lingered by the scroll for a while, but suddenly stopped at a corner of the paper.Ji Feiying took a closer look, and at some point, a corner of the painting came off, perhaps because the paper was not secure.A very small point, if you don't cherish this painting, it will be absolutely difficult to notice.Before he had time to take a closer look, He Congjian picked up the painting with an almost crazy movement. The painting was too long, and he couldn't fully stretch it with both hands, so he just stretched it out for a while, and raised his hands high. Looking up to the east.

The bright morning sun did not know when it had all risen from the east, and the first ray of sunlight in the summer morning, which could be called dazzling, shone straight at them.Ji Feiying subconsciously blocked the stinging eyes, but He Congjian didn't. The brocade painting was illuminated by the dazzling summer sun, and all the lines became blurred, which was obviously transparent. Behind the cloud pattern, which is as painful as hell, there are other lines faintly revealed.

"Zongjian!" Ji Feiying exclaimed, "This is—this is—"

He was speechless, and there seemed to be another painting vaguely glued to the back of the long scroll.It's just that the technique of pasting is very ingenious and careful, and the interlayer is flattened. If a corner is not accidentally damaged, it may be absolutely difficult to find.The rising sun is getting brighter and more dazzling, and it makes the picture behind the tragic scroll more and more clear. Although it is still not so clear, it is already recognizable. There are two people in the picture, and the man in front has long hair. Dragging, kneeling on the couch, supporting the body with one hand, wrapping the neck of the man behind him with the other hand, tilting his head back to entangle and kiss him.The man behind him wore a silver buckle in a bun, his forehead was disheveled, and even in the intertwining, he could still see a smile on the corner of his mouth.Although I can only vaguely recognize the appearance of intercourse, I don't know whether it is because of the expression of the person in the painting, or the charming mood that spreads around the two people, or just the unreasonable beauty of the strokes, which makes people think that the two must be in love until death. Can stay together for a lifetime.

He Congjian stared blankly at the unclear cheeks and brow and eye lines of the two people who were half sideways.The summer sun has completely volleyed in the sky, pouring warm, bright and moving heat from all directions.Maybe the sun was too glaring, He Congjian could feel that the corners of her eyes seemed to be shedding tears, and she couldn't stop them, but her eyes couldn't move away from the faint lines.He remembered that he was in that city before, he woke up suddenly in the middle of the night, and the vague dreams he had forgotten before came one after another at this time.In the dream, there is a young man in red clothes and silver armor, holding a spear, with handsome features and awe-inspiring character; another young man in black clothes and long hair turns his head and smiles at himself in the dream.

—Have you seen this painting?This is the most proud work in my life.