Jianghu Tired Brigade

Hong Xiao didn't know what kind of dreams he had during this sleep, but he only remembered that in the last dream, a pony ran ahead and she followed behind.The road under her feet was not smooth, and she always tripped over stones and branches, knocked her jaw heavily on the ground, and fell dizzy.When she raised her head, there was nothing in front of her, and she was extremely lost.But when she was chasing forward, she saw the pony's back from a distance.Just chasing and chasing like this, the shadow in front of her turned from a small pony into a big one, and in her dream she stumbled and began to grow up.

Until one day, Da Ma couldn't run anymore, and stood there, looking back at Hong Xiao, his eyes full of nostalgia.Before Hong Xiao had time to run to its side, it died and suddenly fell to the ground, splashing a cloud of dust.

Hong Xiao didn't remember whether she buried the big horse, but only remembered that when she was walking alone at the end, a pony came up and rubbed her palm with its nose.Its appearance is similar to the pony that it chased when it was young.

Then the sun shines through the eyelids, turning all the dreams into a white light.

The body is still a little weak, and one arm is wrapped tightly in layers.Hong Xiao leaned her uninjured shoulder sideways and supported half of her body with difficulty.Looking around, this is exactly the house she lived in before. The window facing the yard was opened, and the sun fell on the bed, making the house warm.

A low stool was placed beside the bed, and white smoke curled up from the cauldron furnace carved with snake heads.Hong Xiao went up to smell it, and the faint medicinal fragrance was refreshing.

These actions made her sweat profusely, and finally she slowly fell back to the bed.

There was a creaking sound, and the door was pushed open.Hong Xiao turned his head to look, and saw a woman carrying medicinal soup to the head of the bed, put the bowl beside the incense burner, sat down along the side of the bed, then supported Hong Xiao's shoulders to make her sit up, and leaned the pillow against the bed. Behind her, just picked up the soup bowl again, filled a spoonful and handed it to her mouth.

Hong Xiao hurriedly reached out to pick it up, but her body was so weak that she couldn't exert any strength, so she could only open her mouth to drink. The wound on her throat was a little itchy, and she coughed lightly: "The door is not closed."

Xiangsi handed out another spoon and said, "I will close it when I go out."

Hong Xiao asked, "You saved me?"

Xiangsi replied, "Master saved you."

Hong Xiao's heart skipped a beat, he carefully looked at Xiangsan's expression, and asked, "Yizhanghong... is she still alive?"

Xiangsi shook her head and said: "She is dead." After a pause, she continued: "But she taught me the antidote to 'Tian Xia Su'."

The expectations in Hong Xiao's heart were dashed, and his expression became gloomy again: "I don't know where Kui Niang has gone now. The three former sisters really broke up."

Xiangsi took out a handkerchief and wiped the medicine stains from the corners of Hong Xiao's mouth, without raising her eyes, she said: "There is always a banquet in the world, Master said so."

Hong Xiao blushed a little for her meticulous care, and said with a smile: "It's like raising an apprentice, what can I ask for from a master. Yizhanghong has taught a good apprentice, so enviable that he wants to find an apprentice to raise him. "

Xiangsi put away the handkerchief, and after feeding a few spoonfuls, Fang said: "You don't know how to accept apprentices."

Hong Xiao said: "Your master said it again?"

Xiangsi nodded and said, "En."

Hong Xiao sighed lightly, and said: "If you have a sister like this, you really lose all face."

Xiangsi said, "Why don't you accept apprentices?"

Hong Xiao said: "It's not that I don't accept it, it's just that I'm lazy and deliberately looking for it. I want to go to too many places, and staying in one place for several years is an unpleasant thing to think about."

Xiangsi looked at her seriously for a while, and said, "You don't look like that."

Hong Xiao was puzzled: "What does it look like?"

Xiangsi said, "It doesn't look like a restless person."

Hong Xiao was amused by these words, he didn't swallow a mouthful of the medicine, choked in his throat and coughed again and again.Xiangsi also put down the bowl, patted her on the back lightly, and it took a while for her to calm down.

Xiangsi said, "Is this sentence funny?"

Hong Xiao nodded feebly, and couldn't help but want to laugh. She raised the corner of her mouth, her smile was so deep that two dimples appeared, and she said, "It's very funny."

Xiangsi turned her head to the side, staring at Hong Xiao with a pair of peach blossom eyes, the light flickering inside made her a little dizzy: "Why do you think it's funny."

Hong Xiao smiled and said: "Turn your face away, I feel flustered. Since Yizhanghong told you that I don't want to accept disciples, he probably also said other things."

Xiangsi lowered her eyes, stirred the spoon in the medicine bowl, handed out a spoonful, and said: "Master has said a lot, and there are many things that have not been said, I want to hear more from you."

Hong Xiao refused, "That's not something worth reciting, and it's not worth learning. It's better to listen less."

Xiangsi insisted, "I want to hear it."

Hong Xiao couldn't resist her, so he could only smile and said: "I was brought up by my master since I was a child, and the first kung fu I learned was lightness kung fu. Since then, I like to run around all over the mountains. Give the master a scolding. Several times, he almost rolled down from the top of the mountain to the foot of the mountain. There are not many bones in his body. If it is not for the master's wonderful hand to rejuvenate, I am afraid that he will have fallen into disability. Later, Yizhanghong also saw it With my temperament, once I was seriously injured and needed to recuperate, but I couldn’t lie down. Yizhanghong couldn’t stop me, so I simply put poison in my food to block internal energy, but I took advantage of her carelessness, They also quietly escaped in the middle of the night."

Hong Xiao recalled the situation back then, and while talking, he could not help shaking his head and laughing: "Yizhanghong chased me back, gnashed his teeth in anger, and said that he would treat me well, that he would tie me to a tree and beat me severely."

Xiangsi asked, "Did she do that later?"

Hong Xiao said with a smile: "Of course not, but he also said that he would teach me some lessons, and he put the poisonous dragon whip on my hand. Look, there is still a seal now." In order to make his words more convincing , Hong Xiao raised his right hand slightly, a little vermilion on the wrist was particularly eye-catching.

She just casually mentioned it like this, but she didn't want to miss her but abruptly took her hand, looked it over carefully, and said, "This is a cinnabar mole."

Hong Xiao was surprised and said: "Yizhanghong told me before that this is called a little red, and I really laughed at this name for a long time."

Acacia's eyes flashed, she looked at Hong Xiao and said very seriously: "Since Master said it is called a little red, it is a little red."

Hong Xiao smiled and said: "You are so obedient, I think Yizhanghong has saved a lot of heart."

Hearing this, Xiangsi lowered her head with a weary expression: "Master doesn't like me."

Hong Xiao didn't believe it, and said: "How come, who can not like such a well-behaved disciple."

Acacia shook her head, but did not answer after all.Instead, he said to Hong Xiao: "Master always remembers you in his heart."

Hong Xiao said: "We have known each other for 12 years, if she doesn't remember me, it would be too cool."

Xiangsi didn't answer any more, just sat quietly aside, neither making a sound nor moving.

Hong Xiao wondered in his heart, when he raised his head, he bumped into Acacia's eyes, glistening in the sunlight, like crying, making people feel itchy.Hong Xiao's scalp was tense, and he said weakly: "You must not be the illegitimate daughter of Yizhanghong."

Xiangsi said: "I was picked up by Master from the road, and I am an abandoned daughter of refugees."

Hong Xiao said: "How old were you at that time." Xiangsi said: "Thirteen." Hong Xiao said: "It was five years ago?" Xiangsi replied: "Yes."

Hong Xiao said: "That's really a coincidence. I first saw Yizhanghong when I was 13 years old."

These words are like a key, releasing the memories in Hong Xiao's mind one after another.She remembered that in the early autumn when she was 13 years old, she stood on a high cliff with her master and looked into the distance.From early morning until noon, I saw a red dress coming from the end of my field of vision.

Yizhanghong is an old friend of the master. After the two met, they talked warmly.Hong Xiao hid behind the master and looked at her quietly, only remembering that woman's thin lips were painted red, like poppies, seductive.

Yizhanghong noticed the girl's gaze, his eyes turned, and he looked back at her with a smile.A trace of fear inexplicably grew in Hong Xiao's heart, and he withdrew his head.

The master pulled Hong Xiao to Yizhanghong and said, "I told you earlier that this is my unbelievable apprentice, Hong Xiao."

Yizhanghong squatted down and asked Hong Xiao, "How do you write it?"

Reluctantly, Hong Xiao took the stone and drew his name in the mud.

Yizhanghong smiled and said, "This word is really ugly."

Hong Xiao gave her a blank look, then hid behind her master sleepily.

Yizhanghong said again: "This name doesn't quite match me. Hong Xiao, Hongxiao, doesn't that mean that I was eliminated by Yizhanghong?"

The master said: "Life and death are determined, wealth and honor are in the sky, how can we be so particular about it."

Yizhanghong smiled and said: "It's just a joke, go back, I'll take care of your condition."

The master nodded in agreement, but on the way he said: "Although this child has a good temperament, he is not very calm. I will trouble you in the future."

Yizhanghong didn't answer, and walked ahead alone.She knew the way up the hill so well that she could find her way back to the hut without asking.

Hong Xiao took the corner of Master's clothes and followed quietly.Probably a little sleepy, I just feel that the red figure in front of me is as hot as a flame, but it makes me feel thin.

"Hong Xiao."

A soft call brought Hong Xiao back from her memory, and the red face overlapped with the little girl in front of her, making Hong Xiao a little dazed, she raised her hand to cover her eyes, and said softly: "You came from a long way, you should have a good time." It’s really ashamed to entertain you, but you don’t want to tire you to do these things.”

Xiangsi said softly, "It doesn't matter."

Hong Xiao said: "I will feel sorry in the end, I will take you to the city for a while after I feel better."

Xiangsi replied: "En." Her voice was not deep and indifferent like when she first came, but there was a faint sense of joy.Then he helped Hong Xiao to lie down again, tucked the corner of the quilt, and quietly walked out the door.

When Hong Xiao heard the sound of the door closing, he took his palms away from his eyes just now. There were some wet spots on his palms, not many, but the heat in his eyes didn't fade away. Instead, he faintly became hotter because of the temperature of the sun.

Hong Xiao's lips moved slightly, and he complained softly: "Based on my friendship with Yizhanghong, I should be counted as my uncle." But the words that came out were choked with a trace of sobs.

For a moment she was unable to face Acacia, not because of anything else, but because Acacia's eyebrows and eyes were too much like the person who passed away.

Hong Xiao's eyes were blurred, and the warm liquid flowed in the eye sockets, and finally flowed into the temples along the corners of the eyes.She shrank her head and buried her whole face in the quilt.Hong Xiao didn't know when the tears gushing from his eyes would stop, but he felt tiredness welling up in his heart, and fell asleep in a daze.

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In short, this is a rich and beautiful story.