Weicheng snow

Yi Qingchen did as he said, and after a short while, there really was the sound of clang and zither coming from all directions. Yi Qingchen wanted to close his eyes and listen carefully, but his body sank suddenly, falling quickly, and before he had time to react, he fell to a seat in the snow.

The last time I dreamed was also in the cold winter, Yi Qingchen got up and shook off the snow on his body, looked around, and realized that this place should be the outskirts of a certain town, the city wall was not far away, Yi Qingchen walked towards the city gate through Lin Fuye Walking in the same direction, when he passed a bush, he suddenly heard a voice in his ear, he subconsciously stopped, and hid his body behind the bush.

The speakers seemed to be a child and an older man. The child asked the man in a crisp voice, "Master, if Jiuqu has learned these things, will he be able to protect his brother?"

The man taught him mercilessly, "It's not too late to say these things after you've learned it. You're so talented that you have to memorize even a single sentence for three to five hours. Impossible, if no one is willing to learn, how could the old man accept half of you as an idiot as an apprentice."

The child was very wronged and said, "No one likes Jiuqu, Jiuqu understands..."

The man just snorted coldly, "People in the world are ruthless, why should they wait for pity? If you are strong enough, someone will respect you."

The child repeated what the man said several times, and asked in confusion, "Master, what is Zun? Is it very powerful?"

The man then explained, "The emperor stands above ten thousand people and sits on famous mountains and rivers. The emperor is called the Ninth Five-Year King by the world."

The child seemed to understand, "So you have to become very powerful. If you are strong, no one will bully Jiuqu, and my brother will not feel that Jiuqu is a burden..."

Yi Qingchen stood behind the bushes and listened to all this silently. His mood was indescribably complicated, so he carefully opened a gap in the bushes. All he could see was the back of a man in a black and white Taoist robe. In front of him, Jiang Jiuqu, dressed in a red jacket, was holding a soft sword that was taller than his whole body, making a clumsy move.

After a while, he stepped on an ice crystal on the ground and fell down.

After repeating this dozens of times, the man in the black and white Taoist robe sighed angrily, "You can't even dance a sword well, and you still want to inherit the old man's sword skills?"

Jiang Jiuqu sat up from the snow pit, holding the soft sword timidly, his two small palms were full of blisters, he looked at the man expectantly, and begged, "Master, don't give up on Jiuqu!" , Jiuqu is stupid...but Jiuqu will work harder than everyone... As my brother said, talent doesn't mean anything, as long as Jiuqu works hard, Jiuqu can live like a normal person Same... Everyone can't see that Jiuqu is a fool..."

Hearing this, the man let out a long sigh, and waved his sleeve robe, "Forget it, let's stop here today! Wipe your face with snow before you go back, and don't expose yourself as a teacher to your elder brother, or you will be shot. Also, you Although you are half-demented, you are still the old man's disciple. The old man will not allow you to be messed up by them again. If they bully you next time, you can use this to stab them in the chest, just like the old man taught you before .”

Then, he threw a dagger into the snow in front of Jiang Jiuqu, Jiang Jiuqu picked up the dagger with some fear, and questioned, "But my brother said that those who beat people are bad boys... .”

The man glanced at him coldly, "If you want to be respected, you should kill all those who stand in your way. You have nothing to give up. If you don't even have the awareness, and just listen to your hopeless brother , in this life, I can only be a half-demented child who is looked down upon by others."

After saying this, the man stepped on the snow and left, leaving Jiang Jiuqu sitting alone in the snow pit, looking at the sky in confusion.

Yi Qingchen secretly clenched his fists, at this moment he really wanted to step forward to refute that man's remarks, but he knew it was impossible, because this was just a dream, a phantom of the past, no matter what he thought To save him, Jiang Jiuqu is already a murderous lunatic.

Thinking of this, Yi Qingchen's sympathy for Jiang Jiuqu faded a lot. When he raised his eyes again, he found that Jiang Jiuqu was writing something on the snow with his fingers, and the original confusion on his face was no longer visible. It turned into a happy and satisfied smile.

After Jiang Jiuqu wrote the last stroke, he happily ran towards the city gate with a dagger in his hand. Yi Qingchen walked out of the bushes, looked at Jiang Jiuqu's back suspiciously, and walked to the snow pit where he was sitting. Nearby, I looked down and found six words written on the snow.

Jiang Zhige.

Jiang Jiuqu.

The six characters are divided into upper and lower lines, and the handwriting is very childish and crappy. The three characters "Jiang Jiuqu" are top-heavy and the last "Qu" is three times the size of the beginning "Jiang", but the three characters "Jiang Zhige" are written very neatly. specially trained.

For some reason, there flashed before my eyes when Murong Qian was young, playing with snow in the snow, shouting "Brother Xue, Xue, Brother Xue, Xue, Xiaoqian loves snow the most! I also like brother Xue the most!" scene.

Yi Qingchen woke up suddenly, stopped his thoughts, shook his head, and continued walking towards the city along the route Jiang Jiuqu left.

Obviously this forest is only a hundred steps away from the city wall, but when Yi Qingchen walked near the city wall, the scenery in front of him was no longer covered with snow, but a peach blossom planted under the city wall was blooming in spring, and Yi Qingchen Chen turned around suspiciously, and found that the forest behind him had also become lush.

The snow in the woods has also melted.

Yi Qingchen entered the city and followed his memory to Jiang's house.

He turned over the wall with ease, crawled between the eaves and tiles, and quietly observed the situation in the courtyard. The purpose of his trip was to rescue Jiang Zhige, so before that, he had to find Jiang Zhige .

Just as he was thinking about it, the little Jiang Zhige rushed out of the house, turned around in a bounce, and said to his parents who followed him out of the door, "After the vinegar, I can use the rest of the money." keep it?"

Mother Jiang covered her mouth and smiled lovingly, "Take it, take it."

Father Jiang asked curiously, "You little baby, what are you doing saving so much money?"

Jiang Zhige ran to the door frame, stopped, turned around and said, "I heard from Ah Shu that there was a genius doctor in Lingshan, and his father only went to see it once, and the cough that had been bruised for most of his life was healed, but Lingshan is far away from it. We are too far away, and my parents have to watch the business, so they can't take us there, so I want to save some travel expenses, and when I grow up, I will take Xiaoqu to see it."

Hearing this, the smile on Mother Jiang's face froze.

Jiang's father looked hesitant, and wanted to speak to dissuade him, "Well, Zhige, Jiuqu's illness is born..." Before he could finish his sentence, Jiang Zhige went out bouncing around.

After Jiang Zhige walked away, Jiang's mother's face completely collapsed, pointing at Jiang's father and scolding, "It's all your fault, I told you not to take it, don't take it, you just want to take a half-demented child home, now Well, aside from having multiple sets of bowls and chopsticks, he will have to become Zhi Ge’s burden in the future. What can he do as a fool, he can see what he can do other than a pair of skins. Should Zhi Ge take care of him for the rest of his life? Zhi Ge doesn’t need to marry Does the wife have children?"

Jiang's father showed a look of embarrassment, and comforted Jiang's mother, "Isn't Ge still young? Why do you want so much?"

But Jiang's mother refused to let her go, "Small? How old was I when I married you? How old are you now? Isn't it just a blink of an eye? Jiang Hengzhou, let me tell you, if you don't give me that idiot this year Go, I'll send you away!" After saying that, he went back to the house angrily.

Yi Qingchen lay on the tiles and listened to the farce, and sighed helplessly. When he opened his eyes again, Jiang Jiuqu walked into the courtyard from the gate with a smile on his face.Yi Qingchen wanted to stop him subconsciously, but after a while he realized that it was just a dream and it was not his turn to do it, so he watched Jiang Jiuqu walk towards the lobby.

Not long after, Jiang's mother's scolding came out, "What about the marriage I asked you to find? Although the girl is a tuberculosis ghost, she is rich in the family after all, and their family doesn't dislike this idiot who stepped in the door. You are Let's talk!"

Jiang's father wondered, "Hey...madam, you are not...after all, your own child..."

Jiang's mother was very angry, "He is not my own, my Jiuqu died when he was born! What kind of thing is he! You have to think about Zhige's future, he is the one who will inherit the family business, Do you want him to spend his whole life with such a younger brother? If you marry him to that family, the dowry will be enough for us to do business well in the future."

"Mother..." Jiang Jiuqu called timidly, "I don't want to marry...I want to be with my brother..."

The sound of bottles and jars being smashed and Mother Jiang's unbearable scolding suddenly resounded in the house. Yi Qingchen silently tightened his clothes, curious about the situation in the house, and moved along the structure of the roof to the side of the peach tree , I submerged my figure into it, just now I stood firm, when I raised my eyes, I saw the tragic situation in the house.

At that time Jiang's father had already lay down on the carpet, his forehead seemed to be smashed by something, blood was flowing, Jiang's mother held a thick bronze incense burner in her hand, the corner of the incense burner was dyed bright red, and was going to the hospital. dripping blood.

Father Jiang struggled, and said to Jiang Jiuqu with the last of his strength, "Go quickly..."

After speaking, he never moved again.

Holding the censer, Mother Jiang kept approaching Jiang Jiuqu with a piercing smile.

Jiang Jiuqu closed his eyes, stabbed the dagger into Jiang Mu's chest, and then sat tremblingly by the door frame. His head had been smashed open by the incense burner, and there were big drops of blood falling down. Soon he fainted into a blood man.

Jiang's mother fell to the ground with a smirk, and the incense burner in her hand rolled to Jiang Jiuqu's hand. Jiang Jiuqu subconsciously wanted to pick up the incense burner.

The next moment, there was the sound of a porcelain bottle breaking in the courtyard.

Jiang Jiuqu turned around when he heard the sound, and saw Jiang Zhige was already in a daze in the courtyard, tears streaming down his face, his eyes getting redder and redder, before Jiang Jiuqu could explain, he grabbed the pieces of the porcelain bottle on the ground and went to stab Jiang Jiuqu, Jiang Jiuqu desperately explained, "Brother, it's not me, it's mother..."

But Jiang Zhige couldn't listen anymore, he just stabbed and cried, "You killed them, you killed them, why! Why did you kill them!"

Jiang Jiuqu tried to defend himself countless times, but was interrupted by Jiang Zhige's pressing questions. Gradually, he stopped defending and only endured the pain of the porcelain piercing his body. He lowered his head and said, "Since brother wants I killed it..."

"That's what I killed..."

"Anyway... none of you will believe me..."

Hearing the words, Jiang Zhige only pushed out Jiang Jiuqu who was bleeding all over, knelt down and cried, "Bring my parents back..."

Jiang Jiuqu still wanted to go forward to appease Jiang Zhige, but before he crossed the threshold, Jiang Zhige suddenly raised his head and shouted hoarsely, "Go to hell!"

Jiang Jiuqu froze, put his feet back, cried and laughed again.

The two children faced each other and cried for a long time, but Jiang Zhige ignored Jiang Jiuqu, and just kept repeating to let him die.Jiang Jiuqu saw that no matter how much he shouted, there was no room for redemption, so he just wiped away his tears and walked towards the gate with a silly smile.

From the position of Yi Qingchen, it can be easily seen that after Jiang Jiuqu left Jiang's house, he walked straight to the north of the city. The passers-by on the road saw his appearance and all avoided him. Only a man in a black and white Taoist robe greeted him. He kissed him, then reached out and rubbed his head, and said something, Jiang Jiuqu nodded when he heard the words, and the two left the city together.

Yi Qingchen looked back with a complicated mood, and saw the peach trees below him gradually rising into dots of red halo, which disappeared, and the surrounding scenery also slowly faded away, leaving only the boundless darkness. Next to the place where the corpses of father Jiang mother were placed, there was a man in a red robe sitting on his knees.

Red rope was wrapped around his body, and the end of the rope disappeared into the darkness in all directions.

Yi Qingchen walked towards him through the red ropes intertwined like spider webs, the closer he got, the more clearly he could hear the words in his mouth, "Impossible...Impossible... ..."

On the way to Jiang Zhige's side, Yi Qingchen thought of countless ways to comfort him, but when his right hand rested on his shoulder, Yi Qingchen suddenly felt heartbroken and asked in a deep voice, " You know that right?"

"You have always known the truth about the murder of your parents..."

"I don't know!" Jiang Zhige yelled with his head in his arms, until Yi Qingchen was so frightened that he withdrew his hand. The former was breathing very heavily, and his sanity was a little unclear. Every time he yelled, the red rope wrapped around him would swell. Will tremble.

Yi Qingchen deliberated for a moment, walked around to Jiang Zhige's front, bent down, looked at his usually righteous face, but now it was full of uneasiness, and said coquettishly, "Your mother, because of the death of her own child, The mood has not been very stable, she loves you so much that she is a little sick, and for this reason she did not hesitate to sacrifice Jiang Jiuqu, who was adopted back."

"However, your father treated your brothers equally, and treated Jiang Jiuqu as his own. He wanted to dissuade your mother, but your mother was a little out of order. With the quarrel, she was almost insane. At that time Seeing Jiang Jiuqu, he picked up the vase and wanted to vent his anger. In order to protect Jiang Jiuqu, your father stood between the two of you. I didn't want your mother to really fight. In order to protect your father, Jiang Jiuqu, It was also out of self-defense that you stabbed your mother to death with a dagger..."

"When the vinegar bottle fell to the ground, you were standing in the courtyard, so I speculate that with your walking pace, you should be able to see the picture of your father when he fell to the ground, but because of the problem of vision, you didn't know what was going on inside the house. What happened, it was too late when I realized it..."

Jiang Zhige didn't respond, but his breathing became more and more heavy. Seeing that the red rope on the former was getting tighter and tighter, Yi Qingchen had no choice but to continue to persuade, "Since you know, why do you blame Jiang Jiuqu? Actually I think you were just a child at that time, and your mind was immature, so you can forgive me for saying some angry words, but now why do you still..."

Jiang Zhige finally couldn't control his emotions anymore, he suddenly turned his head to look at Yi Qingchen, and said in a trembling voice, "I regret it, I regretted it the moment he ran away from home."

Yi Qingchen became more and more puzzled. This dream was a bit endless. It should only show the most unforgettable part of Jiang Zhige's mind. As for what happened next, Yi Qingchen, a bystander, It is not known.

After Jiang Zhige finished saying that sentence, he turned his head back and continued to fall into silence. Yi Qingchen thought for a moment, and felt that since he wanted to untangle his heart, he had to let Jiang Zhige speak out, so he put his right hand on Jiang Zhi Ge shoulders, trying to find some words that can resonate, "Actually, I have felt that you and I are somewhat similar since a long time ago. You are the elder brother, and so am I. Your younger brother is adopted, and my younger brother was adopted by me. I picked it up..."

Jiang Zhige's breathing became a little softer, Yi Qingchen saw that there was a door, and continued, "This kind of burden of being both a brother and a father is really heavy, I will do my best to give Xiaoqian the best, I hope He can live a carefree life, at least not to repeat my mistakes, but I seem to have spoiled him a little too much... Although he does everything for me, he never asks for it. My wish is the same as when I was a child, in order to please me, I will not hesitate to hurt myself..."

Jiang Zhige asked, "Why are you telling me these things?"

It was only then that Yi Qingchen realized that he seemed to have said too much about Murong Qian without knowing it, and hurried back to the topic, repeating Jiang Jiuqu's original intention of secretly practicing martial arts and worshiping Tiangui Laodao as his teacher with Jiang Zhige over and over.

After Jiang Zhige listened, he was silent for a long time, Yi Qingchen could only continue to sigh, "If he didn't like you very much, he wouldn't force himself to live like an ordinary person. I don't mean to belittle him, but he was able to live Be happier... Xiaoqian is also, obviously he can be his little prince with peace of mind..."

"He has done so much for me, but I have nothing to give him. In fact, I still know something about his thoughts... That's why I sent him back to Southern Xinjiang at that time... ..."