Brother, I'm here to survive

Chapter 404 [Extra] Mrs. Tianxin

I don't know that hundreds of years have passed, and the world has always been divided and united. This year, the world was in chaos, the emperor went to war, and treacherous officials rebelled.

Lan Ye and Long Qingcheng walked on the official road, Lan Ye frowned, the scars after the war in the world were really hard for him to find, there were so many prosperity in this world.

Seeing that Lan beside him was obviously unhappy, Long Qingcheng said hastily.

"Otherwise, let's go back to the fairy world or the demon world to take a few hundred years, and when the world is prosperous again, we will come back."

Lan also shook his head. He traveled the world for a purpose. Thinking of this, Lan didn't say anything in the end. Long Qingcheng looked at Lan and didn't say anything. The two walked on the official road, and lay down on the official road. Lan also glanced at some corpses, but because of this glance, Lan also stopped, and hurried to a woman's corpse, seeing the woman's dead face, Lan also sullenly.

"I'm late……"

Lan Ye said such a sentence, Long Qingcheng glanced at Lan Ye, and then said.

"Her soul has not left the body, you want to save her?"

Lan also looked at him, and hurriedly said.

"You save her first."

Long Qingcheng nodded.A streak of spiritual power poured into the woman's eyebrows.

"You know her?"

Long Qingcheng said cautiously, Lan also nodded.

"Not only do I know it, but you do too. Take a closer look, who does she look like?"

Looking at the woman's eyebrows, Long Qingcheng suddenly thought of someone, and then looked at Lan Ye.

Lan also sighed, and then spoke.

"I don't know if she's doing well or not, but... now, it seems that there is nothing good or bad in the midst of such a war."

The person in front of me is the old lady Tianxin, just a reincarnation, but under such a war-torn situation, I don't know whether it's good or bad when I'm alive, and likewise, I don't know whether it's good or bad when I'm dead.

"You want to know?"

Long Qingcheng said.Lan Ye nodded, and Long Qingcheng held Lan Ye's palm for a split second.The woman's past appeared in front of the two of them.

【origin】

It was an early spring in Yau Mountain, the mountain stream was shrouded in clouds and mist, and the birds were singing endlessly in the forest.

"Girls, you can dance with knives and guns. These hands are used for dancing, writing, ink and playing the piano. I will learn the sword, and I will protect you with the sword in the future!
When I grow up, you play the piano, I hold the sword, you and I hold the sword together, how about traveling around the world? "

The boy gripped the girl's white and tender little hand distressedly, several blisters suddenly appeared in the tender hand, some of them were pushed open, and a little pus flowed out.It looked like it was excruciatingly painful.

The girl sobbed and looked at the boy, her eyes were clouded, like a wronged puppy, her eyes were so bright that it almost melted her heart.

"it is good……"

The soft child's voice, with the pitiful and soft tone that had just finished crying, evoked a trace of softness in my heart.

Since then, over the years, the melodious sound of the qin has been heard from above the mountain, and it has been going on for a long time...

【beginning】

In the 11th year of Yunxiao, He Yunzhou, who was also the governor of the three towns of Yuzhou, Huaiyang, and Huzhou, rebelled. He raised 20 troops, claiming to be 100 million.

For a time, the world was in turmoil, killings continued, and the people were in dire straits.

It's Ya Mountain again, the sound of the qin in the forest is like gurgling water, the heights are scattered, and the whiteness makes people feel at ease.

The person playing the piano cuts the autumn water in his eyes, and peels the spring onions with his ten fingers.The catkin was placed on the strings, stopping the moving sound.

"Senior brother, your sword... is messed up..."

The woman raised her head and looked at the sword dancer in the forest. The sword follows people's wishes. It's not so much that the sword is messed up, it's better to say that the sword dancer's heart is messed up.

Hearing the words, the young man let go of the long sword in his hand, and pierced straight into the trunk of a tree beside him, piercing the tree for three points, shaking off a leaf of rain.

"Chaos... really messed up."

The young man looked at the woman, his eyes lowered slightly, but the sadness in his eyes was not hidden at all, how could he not be confused.The rebels wanted to overthrow him, so how could he pretend to be innocent and escape the world with his junior sister?

"Master used to hide in the prosperous age, but now a treacherous minister is in power, the country is not the country, the family is not the family, I..."

The boy's voice paused for a moment, then he raised his head, looked at the woman firmly, and then spoke.

"I want to go down the mountain and join the army."

There was silence in the forest. After a long time, the woman stood up, her downcast eyes made it hard to see her thoughts, holding the qin in her arms, her slender catkin joints were slightly white.

"If you want to go, then go."

The woman turned around and left slowly, the forest was silent.Those words seemed to be blown by the wind, faintly as if blown away by the wind.

It was morning again, and the person who was supposed to be practicing swords in the courtyard had disappeared. The woman walked slowly to the courtyard, looked at the empty courtyard, and smiled wryly.

leave without saying goodbye?

"That's fine, so you don't have to feel sad when you say goodbye."

Close your eyes to hide the sourness in your eyes.

"Junior Sister!"

Suddenly a boy's voice sounded in the quiet courtyard, and the woman turned her head eagerly, only to see the boy standing not far away, with a little girl in rags beside her.

The young man looked at the woman and showed a smile. For a moment, the quiet courtyard seemed to be filled with the sunshine of early spring. It was so warm that it made people feel happy from the bottom of their hearts.

If you want to let go, how can you let go, then for a moment, the woman will think that the conversation between the two of them yesterday was just an absurd dream of hers.

What a sudden and absurd dream.Just like the turmoil in this world, it would be great if it was a dream.

The little girl lay quietly on the bed and fell asleep. Even though she was asleep, the little girl's hands were still tightly holding the woman's skirt. The woman looked at the little girl's hand, slightly dazed.

"When I arrived, her parents had been killed by the rebels. She escaped by hiding in the haystacks. I will go down the mountain to join the army the day after tomorrow."

The young man stood beside the woman, his eyes flickered under the candlelight, as if he had a thousand words to say.

The woman lowered her eyes, held the little girl's small hand, and pulled out the corner of her clothes. The little girl frowned slightly in her sleep, and turned to hold the woman's catkin.

"Junior sister, wait for me... wait for me to quell the rebellion and return the world to a great river and mountain. You and I, together, go to the end of the world with swords and travel around the world."

The wick crackled, and the candlelight in the room flickered a little, and finally calmed down again.

After a long time, the woman sighed softly.

"It's getting late, let's rest."

The candlelight was extinguished, and a bright moon rose again on Langshan Mountain. When I woke up the next morning, the woman was nowhere to be seen.The young man searched the entire Langshan Mountain, and finally, the woman came back from the foot of the mountain.

Seeing the boy, the woman sighed.After a little hesitation, the catkin in the sleeve was clenched and released, and so on.Finally the woman looked up at the boy.

(End of this chapter)