Phoenix Shadow Coming From the Sky: 6. The moon tide is like a complaint 2

After a while, Yi San came out with another bamboo basket, "Let's go enjoy the moon." After speaking, he walked towards the seaside.

Feng Duying looked at his back for a moment, then stepped up to follow, the two walked to the place where Yi San played the flute last night, climbed up the reef and sat down, facing the sea quietly.

The full moon in the sky is getting brighter and brighter, like a white jade disc, bright and bright, and the light it casts is like a thin and light silver yarn, sprinkled on the sea surface, undulating with the waves, like a moon fairy dancing in the wind Wearing her gauze, she is graceful.

"There is a bright moon on the sea, and the sky is at this moment." Yi San whispered softly, looking at the bright and flawless moon in the sky, and sighed faintly, "It's just that the beautiful scenery we are looking at now is not for everyone. shared with.” [Note ○1]

"This is the way things are in the world." Feng Duying's brows were cold, "The so-called 'I hope people will last forever, and we will share the joys and joys of thousands of miles' is nothing more than human desires. If you are gone, you are gone, and if you are separated, you are separated. How can it be possible to look at the same scenery and have the same thoughts.” [Note ○2]

Hearing such words, Yi San couldn't help turning his head to look at her.

The attractive face has a high and full forehead, picturesque eyebrows, a straight and handsome nose, and beautiful lips like water chestnut flowers. It can be said to be a rare beauty in the world. It's just...the long eyebrows that fly obliquely into the temples and the tails of the eyebrows are slender, and the corners of the eyes of the long phoenix eyes are also pointed upwards, which makes her brows have a sword-like sharpness, and she has been in the top position for a long time. There is a kind of awe-inspiring power when sitting upright without saying a word. For a general who commanded thousands of troops, these would naturally complement each other, but for a young woman in her prime, on such a peaceful and peaceful moonlit night, she still had such an expression on her face, which made Yi San sigh and feel pity.

"Why?" He couldn't help asking the question that had been in his heart for a long time.

The question was endless, but Feng Duying moved his eyes to look at him, and when his eyes met, he understood what he meant. Although they never confessed their identities to each other, she knew that he knew who she was.

So he was asking, she is a delicate woman, why should she be stained with blood with a sharp sword in her hand? Even if there were unavoidable difficulties in the troubled times back then, but now that the world has been settled, wouldn't she be able to enjoy wealth and honor in peace?

She turned her head to look at the sea, remained silent for a moment, and said, "At first it was just to live, but later..." After a slight pause, she still said indifferently, "I want people like uncles, aunts, and the like to be able to live forever." Go out to sea to fish, and sail back home at sunset.”

The words were so simple that they were almost plain, but Yi San couldn't help being moved when he heard them. Looking at the woman in the rough clothes under the moonlight, she couldn't help but ask again: "Is it the same in my life?"

The women he has come into contact with over the years, whether they are noble or poor, what they long for most is to find a good husband and live a peaceful life, even those who eliminate evil and promote good in the world A chivalrous woman will eventually put down her sword and stay with her husband and son-in-law, with children around her knees. Throughout the ages, what women have asked for is nothing more than this!

Feng Duying didn't answer immediately, she looked at the boundless night sea, her eyes were distant and clear, after a while her voice came out softly, like the night wind cutting the tide: "Go to this day, today, In this dynasty and in this world, the people have assumed an unshirkable responsibility, so the sword in their hands cannot be let go."

Yi San was shocked again, a faint admiration welled up in his heart. Throughout the past dynasties, the most respected are those famous ministers and good generals who retired to the mountains and fields without loving the glory and power after making great achievements. "Aren't you afraid even if you are a high-caliber master? Even if you lose your bow, you don't regret it?"

This time, Feng Duying smiled, and a smile as light as the morning breeze appeared on that face full of sharpness, making that face instantly like a lotus in the evening, with a freehand style.

"What you said will never appear to the eight of us." She turned her head to look at Yi San, her phoenix eyes were clear and radiant, just like the sea in front of her, with a bright light flowing above the boundless depths. "And those who retire after their careers are not real heroes in my eyes. In the final analysis, they are just ordinary people seeking a good death. From the day I picked up the sword, I remembered that 'a soldier is a murder weapon, and a good soldier is a good soldier. Die in a soldier' ​​this statement. I have killed countless times in my life, and I don't want to die without a disease. So..." She moved her head to look at the sea with a calm expression, "Even if there is a time when all the birds are exhausted, I will Accept it calmly."

Yi San was speechless for a long time. He just looked at her with complicated eyes. After a long while, he sighed softly: "The one who fixes the world must have great love in the world."

"Oh?" Feng Duying looked sideways.

Yi San smiled and nodded.

Therefore, Feng Duying smiled calmly.

"The universe is in your hands, regardless of merit or demerit. Be strong and take advantage of the present." Yi San said leisurely, then stretched out his arms to lift the bamboo basket on the side, took out a pot and two cups from the basket, and filled them up. A cup is in front of Feng Duying, "Come on, let's drink to this full moon man!"

Feng Duying took it, and the two of them clinked glasses and drank each with their heads up.

"Osmanthus tea." Feng Duying said, turning the teacup in his hand after drinking.

"This is soaked in the sweet-scented osmanthus you picked yourself, isn't it very fragrant?" Yi San smiled.

Feng Duying looked at Yi San, remembering the scene where he coaxed her to pick sweet-scented osmanthus, and couldn't help but smile back at him.

This person in front of her is undoubtedly different from everyone she has ever met before. Except for the seven brothers, she has no close people, let alone the so-called boudoir sisters, confidantes and friends, but this person makes her feel completely helpless. It's a strange thing to be wary, and it's easy to get along with it, but she doesn't resist.

Because she knew that she and him just met by chance, and then went their separate ways.

Yi San took out a plate of cured fish, a plate of crab, a plate of sweet-scented osmanthus cake, and two bowls of bean curd from the bamboo basket, and placed them one by one on the reef, as if he was presenting rare delicacies. "With a bright moon in front of you, a beautiful woman by your side, plus fragrant tea and delicious food, this Mid-Autumn Festival can be regarded as... well, wait, it's still the same." He took out a bamboo flute from his sleeve, "And the flute is melodious, this Mid-Autumn Festival The festival can be considered complete."

When the words fell, he played the flute on his lips, and the sound of the flute flew lightly in an instant, like the clear light falling from the middle of the moon, fluttering with the wind, and like the waves flying in the sea, undulating with the tide, and singing like a spring in an instant , faintly like a flower blooming, the voiceless sound surrounds the ears, and the dark fragrance soaks into the bones.

Feng Duying listened to the flute music, staring blankly at the person opposite, with a flawless jade face and exquisite posture, he couldn't help but feel turbulent for a moment.

She heard this flute song before, it was the "Song of Relief of Worry" that night.

She has met many people in her life, and there are many strange ones, but in her eyes, they are no different from those who pass by on the street. And she alone is not wary of him in front of her eyes, getting along with him has never been more relaxed and happy, she will do things because of him that she would never do before, and she can say things to him that she has never said to anyone... ...Is it because of this clean flute sound? Or because he has a pair of clear eyes? Or was it because he was like a **** descending to save her when she was in danger at sea? Or because he knew who she was...but he didn't care or be afraid?

There was a lot of disturbance in her mind, but she couldn't figure it out, so she looked away and looked up at the night sky.

In the vast expanse of black color, there is a bright moon, a clear brilliance, a star, and a cold light, which seems to be within reach, but far away in the nine heavens, just like that person...

After Yi Sanyi finished playing, when he looked up, he caught a glimpse of Feng Duying looking up at the night sky, with a calm face and focused eyes, as if what she was looking at was not the night sky, but someone, with such a persistent and quiet expression It made him slightly startled, and a strange emotion arose in his heart, so he couldn't help but ask, "Who are you thinking about?"

This question made Feng Duying look away, and turned to look at him, with a hint of surprise in his phoenix eyes.

Yi San also raised her head to look at the night sky. She didn't know what was so strange about the night sky, but she restrained all her sharpness and showed such a soft expression, "Who are you thinking about when you look there?"

Feng Duying naturally wouldn't answer.

Thus, the strange emotion in Yi San's heart deepened a bit, "The person you're thinking of..." His voice paused slightly, he seemed a little hesitant, but he finally said, "Is it in your heart? Someone you like?"

Feng Duying didn't get angry or embarrassed when he heard it, he just looked at Jiutian again, and said softly, almost inaudibly: "This night sky is somewhat similar to him."

"Oh." Yi San nodded, but he no longer wanted to ask who that person was.

The two of them sat quietly for a while without opening their mouths, they just stared at the night sky in a daze.

The bright moon in the night sky always seems to evoke many thoughts in people, making people's hearts soft and sentimental, especially those who are far away from home.

So looking at it, Yi San's expression was a little dazed, and unknowingly, a piece of the past blurted out like that: "Before, there was a girl next to me, she was as old as me, we grew up together, it can be said My childhood sweetheart and childhood sweetheart. The elders and friends around me have always said that we will marry us when we grow up, so I knew from a young age that I would marry her when I grew up, and I always regarded her as my wife in my heart. But when we grow up When I grow up..." He suddenly smiled, the expression on his face was neither sad nor happy, "but she told the elders that she liked my second brother, and she only wanted to marry my second brother."

Feng Duying frowned and looked sideways at him.

"When I found out, I didn't know whether it was loss or sadness. I just felt very blocked in my heart, so I went to her and asked her that I grew up with you and you played with me every day. What do I have? Good things were robbed by you and have never been taken back. I have never told others about the soil pit you dug in the woods that caused several friends to break their front teeth. It is good for you. Why don’t you like it? I like the second brother?" Yi San still smiled when he said this, but there was a touch of helplessness on his face, and he let out a long sigh, "But her reason... is better if she doesn't know .”

Feng Duying thought to himself, what did the girl say that made him still so worried? Thinking about it, looking at the face that was as handsome as a **** under the moonlight, a flash of inspiration suddenly flashed in his mind, and he blurted out: "Could it be that she thinks you are prettier than her?"

As soon as the words fell, Yi San's smile suddenly froze.

Did you get hit by...? ! Feng Duying was surprised, and then quickly turned his head to look at the sea.

Not long after she turned her head, Yi San's faint voice came from behind: "Don't bear it, you will have a stomachache."

After hearing this, Feng Duying couldn't bear it anymore, "Hahahaha..."

She laughed loudly, and her laughter was clear and smooth, flying into the sky with the wind, falling into the sea with the wind, cheerful and bright, delighting everyone who heard it.

At this moment, if anyone who knew her would be stunned when they saw her, even her seven brothers would also be stunned. Just because General Fengying can smile lightly, sneer, sneer, sneer... But he has never smiled so freely and brightly.

But at this moment, the boundless night sky, the sky full of stars and moon, and the deep sea have witnessed General Fengying's unprecedented laughter, and...

A man who watched her silently and sighed slightly in his heart.

It wasn't until Feng Duying stopped laughing that she woke up from the indulgence at this moment, and she felt a little embarrassed. To cover up, she asked, "Then what happened afterwards?"

Yi San looked away, looked at the sea, and said indifferently: "The elders asked the second brother to ask questions, and knowing that they are in love, they agreed to her marriage with the second brother."

Feng Duying listened, remembering that he said he was kicked out of the house, so he blurted out: "You didn't get kicked out of the house because you were dissatisfied and made a big fuss about their wedding?"

"Hahahaha..." Yi San couldn't help laughing and shaking his head when he heard this, then his eyes fell back on Feng Duying, "If it was you, would you just do it? Let me tell you, it's just fun , but it’s boring to do. Because forcing someone who doesn’t like you to be unhappy in the end must be yourself.”

Feng Duying was dumbfounded when he heard these words, the thoughts that had been hidden for many years suddenly surged into his chest, he suddenly suppressed his smile, and the light in his eyes dimmed.

Yi San saw her expression, and his chest felt tight for some reason, then he looked away and said, "I was expelled because I did something that was regarded as treason by the tribe." He said At this point, all the smiles on his face faded away. Looking at the bright moon in the sky, he sighed softly, "If you are not allowed to go back for the rest of your life, then I can only be a lonely soul wandering in the end of the world." His voice changed His voice was low, and at the end it seemed that he could not bear the brightness of the bright moon. He leaned his head slightly on his knees, and there was a hint of sadness between his brows and eyes.

Although his words were cryptic, Feng Duying has gone through troubled times, and has never seen any kind of people or things, so he is not surprised or asked. There are always some things in this world that are hard to tell others dull pain. And since meeting this person, this person has always been carefree and seems to be omnipotent, but her invincible General Fengying has been defeated many times. It's time to let out a sigh of relief, but I feel a little sad in my heart.

Looking over, I could only see him hanging his head and leaning on his knees, his long hair like a spring of ink cascading down, and a faint silver-blue light flowing under the moonlight, like a river of light flickering. Feng Duying watched and stretched out his hand unknowingly. The moment he touched his hand, he felt the long hair under his palm was as silky as silk, and he was reluctant to let go.

When Yi San raised her head in surprise, Feng Duying woke up, and immediately felt hot at the base of her ears, but she tried to stay calm and didn't even move her eyebrows, so what Mr. Yi saw was only cold The calm General Feng stretched out his hand and stroked his head like a comforting pet, so Mr. Yi said quietly again: "How can you touch a man's head casually."

This sentence made General Feng burn from his fingertips to his face, but General Feng killed people without blinking an eye, how could he be stumped by such a trivial matter, so she calmly stopped and said : "You are born like this, you don't have to be a man."

These words hit Mr. Yi's Achilles' heel, and immediately made him hide his face and turn his head, "Ai! Ai! Ai! You women who judge people by their appearance, how can you know how good I am?" He sighed deliberately, and then He looked up at the bright moon in the sky and sighed: "Qingqing Zijin, caress my heart. For the sake of the king, I have pondered until now. Yoyo Luming, the apple of the wild food. I have a guest, playing the lute and the sheng. It is as bright as the moon, when will it be possible?" Squeeze." At the end of the chanting, he played a long tone and repeatedly chanted "It's like a moon, when can I..." Singing, thinking of the loss of youthful feelings, thinking of the relentless drive away by family members, and thinking of all these years, although It is to travel all over the rivers and mountains, to enjoy the beautiful scenery, and to be drunk and laugh happily... But I never asked to know half of myself. [Note ○3]

Hearing his groaning sound getting slower and slower, and the tone slowly condensed with sadness, Feng Duying couldn't help feeling sore in his heart, and couldn't help turning his eyes to look at him again.

At that moment, Yi San looked up at the night sky, the arc on the side was beautiful and picturesque, but when the wind alone shadow caught his eye, he felt as if he was struck by lightning, his whole body shook violently, and he shot like lightning in an instant, clasping Yi San's chin with five fingers , Shouted tremblingly: "Who are you?"

At that moment, his five fingers exerted force, pinching Yi San's bones to the point of breaking. He hastily stretched out his hand to grab Feng Duying's fingers, and turned his face to look at her, with clear and calm eyes, "Let go!"

Feng Duying was startled, then regained his senses, and relaxed with his fingers, but he didn't let go of Yi San's chin, turned his face, stretched out his left hand and groped his face to see if there was any disguise. But the skin under his fingers was smooth and warm, it was impossible to be a fake face at all, so he turned his face again, and looked at his side, the arc between the eyebrows was so perfect yet so deeply familiar, Her chest was choked, and she murmured: "So it wasn't me dreaming, what I saw was you..."

Yi San raised his hand and pulled her hand down, "You..." Before he could speak, his eyes met Feng Duying, and his mind was shocked.

The unattainable general Fengying, who was full of vigor and unattainable spirit, looked in a trance at the moment, his eyes seemed to be looking at him, as if he was looking at him, or looking at another person through him. Seeing that his whole body was terrified, he was actually speechless.

The two looked at each other like this, without saying a word to each other, with different expressions.

For a moment, Feng Duying moved his eyes away and turned his gaze to the sea.

The beach was quiet for a while, only the sound of the sea breeze blowing the waves.

For a long time, Yi San looked at Feng Duyingyi in a dazed state, recalled her excited and strange words just now, sighed softly in his heart, then broke the silence and asked: "Who were you looking at just now?"

When the words fell, a wave of tide rushed in, slapping the shore, stirring up waves a few feet high, and then crashing down, the water droplets splashed and flew down the reef, and the cold water droplets fell on the surface, like The icy sword light in her memory made Feng Duying tremble all over, and she almost couldn't help raising her arms to hug her shoulders, but the calmness tired from years of fighting made her still sit upright like a mountain. Looking at the sea quietly, after a while, as if she had made up her mind, she looked back at Yi San, and said in a hoarse voice: "When you turn your face sideways, your eyebrows and eyes look like a person."

"Oh?" Yi San's heart moved, "Who do you look like?"

Feng Duying looked at him without blinking, and Yi San couldn't distinguish her eyes at that moment, "Like my brother."

Hearing this answer, Yi San heaved a sigh of relief, but felt a little strange, and said: "You have six older brothers, which one do I look like? Am I like your fourth brother who is number one in the world?"

The last sentence contained a tinge of banter, but it failed to make Feng Duying smile. She shook her head lightly, looking at him with such complicated eyes, "No, it's like my own brother." /

"Huh?" Yi San was startled at this moment, "You have a real brother?" I've never heard of this before, everyone in the world knows that the eight of them are all orphans, they met when they were young, and then they married Jinlan .

Feng Duying looked away again, and looked at the night sky silently, suddenly, his thoughts seemed to be gone.

Yi San looked at her, for a moment, smiled faintly, stretched out his hand to fill up the teacup, and handed it to her, "Such a good night..." He raised his hand and pointed to himself, "There is such a beloved man again, the most It's suitable to talk about it."

Feng Duying turned to look at him.

The moonlight is like water, the beauty is incomparable, there is a faint smile on the lips, as pure as the first snow, as bright as the blue sky, and the sound of the tide in the ear is like a song.

This situation makes my heart beat.

After pondering for a while, she stretched out her hand to take the teacup, still looking back at the sea, sipping tea quietly. The cold tea is slightly astringent and bitter, but a wave of cinnamon is lingering around the tip of the nose. When inhaling the heart and lungs, the turbulent mood slowly returns to calm along with the coolness.

Besides, Yi San took out the bamboo flute from his sleeve and played a piece leisurely.

"Actually, my elder brother told me about my brother later, because I was still a baby when we separated from him."

A good night on a moonlit night, with a faint scent of cinnamon.

On the vast seaside of Dongming, someone recounted a long-suffering past to the cool sea breeze, accompanied by the faint flute music.