high-dimensional seeker

Chapter 305

Farmhouse.

A few rows of bamboo fences separated the main room from the chicken coop. In addition, there were a few piglets the size of yellow dogs scrambling under the fence, biting the green and yellow weeds with their mouths.

It was a cross between a male wild boar and a female domestic pig, and they had black and stiff manes, longer legs and sharper teeth.

The piglets were again caged by a bamboo fence to separate them from the chickens, showing that they were worried that they would steal the chickens.

Inevitably there will be a bad smell.

No matter how hard the owner sweeps the house, the stench of the livestock, the pungent smell of fishy and embarrassing smell, still spreads in.

The noble young man in white old clothes stood silently in front of the window, his eyes projected emptily, the room was dim and dark, thick clouds covered all the light from the sky, it was day, but it was more like night.

The Thunder Snake was moving in the sky, the lightning flashed and disappeared, and immediately, there was an overwhelming thunder!

The dull breath of the future of the rainstorm was covered under the thick clouds, and it was stuffy and hot.

puff--

A line of rain fell.

puff! ! !

Densely packed, pieces of heavy rain fell down in torrentially!

Chu Xun raised his eyes slightly, he moved with difficulty, picked up an old oil-paper umbrella from the corner of the room, turned and walked out the door.

Following his movements, the already sickly complexion became a bit darker. When the scar struggled hard, a few drops of blood burst out, making the pale old clothes on his body faintly reveal a bright red color.

brush!

After stepping on the mud for a few steps, the small wooden door outside the courtyard was knocked open.

The stunned Chu Xun bumped into the hurrying little woman before he could react.

He took a few steps back, held out his hand, and laughed at himself.

"Ma'am, let me help you."

Passing the oil-paper umbrella over, Chu Xun struggled to grab the huge ball sieve, hugged it with trembling arms, and walked into the house step by step.

The arm that could break down mountains and cut off rivers, now it is extremely difficult to even hug the tuan sieve, every step it takes, it looks like it is crumbling.

Chu Xun gritted his teeth, and blood rushed to his face. He almost held on and walked a short distance of a few feet. When he put down the ball sieve, his back was completely soaked in cold sweat.

"I'm sorry, sir."

The sound of closing the umbrella came from behind, and the timid voice of the little woman sounded like a mosquito.

Chu Xun panted heavily, and waved to the little woman.

The clothes were also white and yellowish, with no color at all, and the cuffs were a little damaged, with some sparse stitches missing, but the coarse cloth clothes couldn't conceal their natural beauty.

The delicate and even pretty little woman lowered her head and was wiping the rainwater from her hair with a handkerchief. Sensing Chu Xun's gaze, she hurriedly turned sideways and unconsciously covered the scar on her cheek with her handkerchief.

It was a ferocious brown mark, like a centipede, firmly occupying half of the little woman's cheek from the brow bone to the jaw.

Chu Xun silently turned his face away and looked away.

"It was my husband who beat me. It's been three or four years. I thought it would be fine after a few days of pain. Who would have thought that it would leave a scar."

She smiled softly: "Is the young master scared?"

Chu Xun shook his head, but did not speak.

On the way back to Guangling from Chang'an, he was ambushed by a group of Iron Armored Men in the Middle Road. They were Jiuyan Tigers and Leopards, and they were also the most elite iron cavalry in Western Chu.

All the followers died, and even he himself fled to Jiannan Road in embarrassment. Later, in this wild mountain village, he was accidentally rescued from the river.

The owner of the household who took him in was a young widow.

In his early twenties, he has a child who is currently studying in a school.

The owner of this family was an alcoholic hunter. It is said that he died early in the mountains and became food for tigers and wolves.

During the past few days of inquiry, Chu Xun also knew that the widow was bought by Orion from outside the mountain.

This is not a rare thing. Half of the women in this village are bought from outside the mountain.

The men in the mountains traded with tiger skins and bear skins, and they bought women from tooth shops. For the tooth people, this small mountain village is also their regular customer.

Chu Xun remembered that he was in Guangling City, even when he was still the prince of Dachu, he had cracked down on this matter, issued an edict, and killed many people.

But there are some things in the world that are always forbidden...

"Son."

When Chu Xun was in a daze, a woman's voice suddenly sounded:

"Your back!"

back?

Chu Xun stretched out his hand to touch it, it was sticky and covered in blood.

Amidst the sound of the woman frantically looking for medicine, Chu Xun slowly turned his face away without making a sound.

"How old is Madame?"

While taking the medicine, he suddenly asked softly.

"24."

The woman brushed her messy hair behind her ears and replied blankly.

"24? Still a child."

Chu Xun couldn't help but smiled: "What's Madam's name?"

The action of applying the medicine stopped for a while, and then continued after a few breaths.

"Li Qing." After a long time, a woman's voice sounded low: "When the Yaman sold me, I had a small embroidered bag with this name engraved on it."

"Understood." Chu Xun nodded noncommittally, answering inexplicably.

The spicy, even bitter taste, and the smell of herbs permeated the small room. Chu Xun silently raised his head and did not speak again.

"Son..."

The young widow named Li Qing suddenly said, "Why is the young master injured? Did he kill someone?"

Occasionally there were outsiders in the mountains, but most of them were bandits and prisoners who fled. Naturally, Li Qing also associated Chu Xun with this group.

"No." Chu Xun paused, then said lightly, "Someone is going to kill me..."

"why?"

Under the dim light of the sky, the woman's appearance was also blurred. At this time, she looked more like a curious girl.

"My name is... my name is Wang Hu."

Chu Xun touched the fatal knife wound on his throat, his eyes fell silent:

"My family is very rich, and there is money that can never be used up in my life. My ancestors passed it on to my grandfather, and my grandfather passed it on to my father. Originally, the money should belong to me..."

The beginning of a boring story is unremarkable, even clichéd.

But Li Qing was sitting on a small bench not far away, holding his face in his hands, listening intently.

She hadn't heard the story for a long time, and she seemed to have such a voice in her memory, but with the beating of her husband, the girl gradually became a widow as time went by, and the voice in her memory gradually became blurred.

The sky was very dark, and the main room was too dark.

No lamps were lit.

Only four or five steps away, the faces of the two are blurred.

In the darkness, the young man was kneeling on the ground, leaning against the tall chest, his voice was faint.

"My mother died very early, not long after I was born. I was brought up by my father and servants from a young age. My father wanted to do business. To be precise, I was brought up by those servants .”

"I have learned to do business since I was a child, including arithmetic, accounting, and weighing. I learned how to deal with people, how to calculate customs duties, and how to resell goods from the west to the east... I learned very quickly and quickly. Well, everyone is very satisfied with me, whether it is the father or the servants, they all think that I can make the family business bigger, bigger than the Zheng family in the south and the Wei family in the north."

"In fact, even if I don't do well, they will continue to boast like this... Father has many women and many children, but only me, only I am the eldest son, and only my origin is more noble than them all. "

There was an inexplicable smile in Chu Xun's voice. In the dark, the man lowered his head mockingly and shook his head:

"When I grow up and it's time to get married, I marry the daughter of the Wei family in the north. I don't know her, and I have never met her, but the Wei family is very big, even bigger than mine. If you and Wei My family will get married, my business will be smoother, and it will grow bigger and bigger."

"And then--"

In this strange and remote mountain village, he talked about everything in a joking tone to a strange young widow who survived the catastrophe.

Chu Xun almost wanted to laugh out loud. He covered his face, and his voice came out from between his fingers:

"My father married her! My father, he married the woman who was supposed to be his daughter-in-law!"

boom boom-

A thunderstorm crashed down from the sky, and the man's face was clearly illuminated by the incandescent lightning.

"After they had a child, I was kicked out of the house and went to a small town to do trivial chores. Although I didn't say it clearly, everyone knew that this family business was no longer mine alone. "

In front of Li Qing, the handsome man with star frost on his temples was kneeling on the ground, his eyes were closed, and there was a self-deprecating smile on the corner of his mouth:

"When the child grew up, I was officially kicked out of the house. His father had the woman who was supposed to be me, and that child had everything that belonged to me."

"I was despised, mocked, and finally turned into a pitiful laughing stock. The servants who served me turned into my enemies overnight. They stared at me, ready to bite me back at any time. Friends who could have filled the entire garden, in the end, there are only a few left."

"That……"

Li Qing looked at Chu Xun's face, and asked cautiously:

"Who is going to kill you?"

"That woman, her child, maybe..." Chu Xun said calmly, "And my father."

"why?"

"I have grown up, and my father, he is getting old day by day." Chu Xun looked at the wind and rain outside the window, and was silent for a long time: "Actually, I should have understood this far."

The two were silent for a while, Li Qing didn't know whether this narration, which was too bizarre to her, was a story or something that actually happened. , far into the house.

"Then what do you want to do, young master?" Li Qing thought carefully for a while: "Young master, you can stay here. It's far away, and they won't find you."

"I'm going south."

"South?"

"There is a big temple in the south. I used to know a friend named Baishu, and he said that I could join him."

Speaking of this, Chu Xun frowned helplessly: "Actually, he didn't have any good intentions, but I have nowhere to go."

In this rumbling thunderstorm, Chu Xun couldn't understand why he would confide his heart to a strange young widow.

He seemed to have exhausted all his strength, leaning exhaustedly on the tall box, listening to the sound of rain outside the window, he didn't even bother to move his fingers.

The rain in early summer comes and goes quickly.

Not long after, about half a stick of incense, after the thunderstorm stopped, there was a rush of footsteps, and immediately, a small figure ran into the door.

"Mother, Brother Xun."

Pei Qiu, who was wearing a small umbrella, raised his head, put the letter in his hand on the oil-wood table, and saluted with a serious look: "I'm back."

"Oh, it's still raining!" The woman got up in a hurry, picked up the towel on the shelf, and wrapped Pei Qiu like wiping a cat: "Aren't you drenched?"

"No, I...well, I brought an umbrella!"

Chu Xun smiled silently, he turned his face away, his eyes accidentally glanced at the envelope on the oil-wood table, and he was stunned for a moment.

He stretched out his hand in disbelief, halfway there, but retracted abruptly, as if scalded by burning coals.

"This this……"

Chu Xun stared blankly at the things close at hand, with an absurd but unbelievable expression on his face. Under the astonished gazes of the mother and son, this young man with gray temples suddenly got up, slammed open the door, and rushed into the unsettled room. in the rain.

"Brother Xun! Brother Xun!"

Pei Qiu yelled a few words at the figure running in embarrassment, but got no response. He stumbled and fell to the ground from time to time, covered in mud.

"Mom, what happened to him?"

Pei Qiu was taken aback by his beast-like expression, the man's dark eyes suddenly lit up, as if a raging fire was burning in his body, igniting the last embers.

In the end, Chu Xun's figure staggered away and moved away a little bit. Pei Qiu's eyes turned to the letter paper, and he frowned thoughtfully.

……

……

……

"Huh...huh..."

Chu Xun felt that his panting was like the roar of a bull, like an old scalper dying of illness. He didn't know how long he had been running, and the scenery in front of him was vague, as if covered with a layer of thick veil.

Bang!

After finally seeing the school, before Chu Xun had time to bow and salute, he couldn't stand upright and slammed in from the door.

He got up from the ground in an extremely embarrassed posture, and turned around anxiously.

nobody.

There was not a single sound, it was so quiet that even Chu Xun's own breathing was very clear.

He hesitated for a moment, then turned around to the main room and walked into the side room.

The room is plain and simple, except for the couch, there are few other furnishings, a stack of white paper is placed on the gray-black shelf, and a few silver pennies are hung on the pen holder, with ink stains slightly.

Chu Xun raised his head silently. On the opposite side of the bed, there was an ink painting, which was the only bright color in this small room.

There are two people in the painting, an old man in Confucian shirt and a man in white.

The man in white sat on the boulder with his back against the vigorous green pine. He stretched out two fingers slightly, as if he was talking about something. Under the boulder, the old man in Confucian shirt held a book respectfully, and was buried in the story of the man in white. speech.

Lecture diagram...

This is a very common lecture picture, the teacher sits on the stone, and the students kneel and sit under the stone.

Chu Xun's heart skipped a beat, and he took a step forward, trying to see the face of the man in white.

But he failed to do so.

Empty white space.

The face of the man in white was deliberately concealed by the painter, leaving nothing but a void.

"Did I guess wrong?"

Chu Xun gave a wry smile, he shook his head and took off the portrait on the wall, his eyes were bewildered:

"I guessed wrong?"

……

……

……

Nothingness, everything doesn't exist, at the end of the earth, the old master suddenly raised his head, and slightly straightened the ruler in his hand.

"Li Kuang."

After a brief silence—

A vast voice came from the distance between the sky and the sea, and the great light filled everything. In the great light, dozens of sacred and majestic voices spoke in unison:

"You've crossed the line!"

　Two in one.

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