Phoenix Shadow Coming From the Sky: 6. The moon tide is like v. 3

"You also know that before Dadong, there were more than 70 years of troubled times. The land of the Central Plains was separatist and disputed. Today it is the world of Emperor Li, and the Ming Dynasty is the people of King Zhang. The world is constantly warring and turbulent. At that time, the people were devastated and displaced, and the people were not able to make a living. At that time, the wilderness was full of hunger and bones."

The "de" of the flute sounded like a nod.

Feng Duying's gaze crossed the boundless sea and looked far into the past: "More than 20 years ago, in Pucheng in the north, there was a tragic massacre, and that was the notorious Pucheng Ten-Day Massacre. Big Brother Even people from Pucheng, so am I."

The sound of the flute suddenly sounded high-pitched and excited, as if the shock was unbelievable.

In the troubled times of the past, the victorious army who captured the city often massacred the city, but most of them were acts of revenge after strong resistance. When they entered the city, they would slaughter and loot for a day or two, but only Pucheng It was a full ten days of slaughter, and the bustling Pucheng became an empty and dead city, and it still hasn't recovered its vitality.

In the high-pitched sound of the flute, Feng Duying looked coldly, and said: "Yang Wen was guarding Pucheng, and Wang Duo attacked the city for seven days and seven nights before he captured the city. Sealing the knife, burning, killing, prostitution, and looting, doing everything." Referring to the tragedy of that year, even though it had been many years, she couldn't help but be full of resentment, "Brother's relatives were all killed, and he escaped by hiding in a tree. But that was only the first day of the massacre. In the next few days, the eldest brother ran around, trying to escape from the city. Then one day he hid in a deserted house to avoid the soldiers of the massacre. He ran into a boy who was about his age. The boy was holding a baby in his arms. He was biting his finger to feed the baby blood. There was the sound of pursuing soldiers, and the walls of the deserted house were empty and there was nowhere to hide.”

The sound of the flute suddenly became hurried, as if in a dangerous situation, anxious and restless.

A faint smile appeared on Feng Duying's face instead, "In a critical moment, the boy put the baby into the arms of the eldest brother, and told me to lead them away, please protect my sister, if If I am alive, I will come to pick her up. If I am dead, then you will raise my sister in return for saving your life today. Then the boy jumped out of the deserted house and ran away. The soldiers outside the house really chased the boy. The eldest brother took the opportunity to run away with the baby in his arms."

The sound of the flute suddenly slowed down, as if Gao Xuan's heart had finally let go, and then it was soft and shallow, as if asking.

Feng Duying glanced sideways at Yi San, who was playing the flute, and nodded slightly, "The boy who led away the pursuers is my own brother, and that baby is me." The light is clear and soft, like a pool of rippling clear water, "My dear brother nourished me with his blood and protected me with his life when he was so young."

Because of the gentleness in those words, the sound of the flute became clear and lively, thanking her for escaping danger, and admiring the young man.

It's just that Feng Duying's soft and bright gaze turned dark the next moment, "Then elder brother carried me and escaped from the deserted house, and went back quietly at dusk, but he didn't see my elder brother. Later, elder brother was there for five consecutive days I hid near the deserted house, but I didn’t wait for my brother, so I assumed he was dead, and my elder brother kept his promise and took me out of Pucheng.”

The sound of the flute paused slightly, then became low, like a long sigh, playing faintly, in the sound of the night wind and tide, it seemed so light, but so clear, like whispering, gently bringing out soothe.

Feng Duying listened quietly, for a long time, she turned her eyes to Yi San, "It has been many years since this happened, every time I think about it, although it is regretful, it is also comforting, because my two elder brothers are affectionate." Righteous."

The sound of the flute was faint and stopped.

Yi San received the flute and looked at Feng Duying. At this moment, her eyes were clear and her expression was stable.

So he smiled slightly and said, "What happened later? Will you see your brother again?"

Feng Duying's eyes flashed, and then he turned his head to look at Ye Hai with a distant expression, "We have been separated since then, and my elder brother raised me up. There is a jade bracelet, a silver lock, three A gold ring, and the words 'Pucheng Fengshi' are embroidered with gold thread on the corner of the swaddle, so my elder brother decided my surname is 'Feng'."

Yi San frowned and looked at her.

Ke Feng Duying stared fixedly at the distant sea, as if there was something there that made her unable to move her eyes.

Yi San picked up the teacup, drank it quietly, looked at the sea, the waves undulated, rushing to the beach suddenly, and retreating back to the sea suddenly, repeating this endlessly.

The two looked at the sea, each lost in thought.

Quietly, I don't know how long it has passed, suddenly there is a cry of "quack!", a night bird flies past the sea surface, and then flies away in the silver light of the cold moon.

Yi San returned to his senses, looked at Feng Duying who was still facing the sea, lifted the teapot and poured two cups of tea again, one cup was handed to Feng Duying, and the other cup was held by himself, he said slowly: "Speaking of it , the story of you and your seven brothers has been rumored in the streets and alleys, and I have heard it many times over the years, but it is rare to be true." He took a sip of tea, looked at the sky and said leisurely: "Look at the bright moon and bright sky, but It's also a long night, so why not tell a story to accompany a good night?"

Feng Duying's eyes moved, and he looked back, "Story? We are still alive... Those are already stories?"

Yi San looked at her sideways.

Looks meet, one is quiet and profound, and the other is slightly puzzled and dazed.

"Some people have been dead for thousands of years, and no one will tell their stories, while some people are still alive, and their deeds are already being recited in the world. This is the difference between ordinary people and extraordinary people. The difference between them." Yi San looked at her, "It's just those legendary things, after many people have added oil and vinegar, they are often far from the truth." When he said this, there was a smile in his eyes, "It's like the eight of you People, there are some folk legends that you were born as beggars and hard laborers, and some folks say that you are the sons of the dragon and the phoenix on the Cangwu Mountain."

In those eyes as clear as water and as deep as night, Feng Duying sees a light and tranquility.

After a long time, she looked away, raised her hand to support her chest, her expression was calm and remote, "Okay, let me tell you the story of my origin and encounter with my brothers."

Yi San smiled: "All ears."

The hourglass is leaking, and the moon is in the sky.

After drinking a cup of tea, Feng Duying's unique clear and slightly cold voice sounded again.

"My eldest brother first took me to escape to Licheng. At that time, Ma Yin and Ma Jian and his son occupied Licheng. They had been in business for more than ten years, and they were relatively stable. My eldest brother took the jade bracelets, silver The lock and the gold ring were pawned, and with that little money, I lived a happy life for more than half a year. My elder brother said that fortunately, I was seven or eight months old at that time, and I could feed the steamed buns even if I chewed them into pieces. The baby of the grandma would starve to death. And the elder brother was only ten years old at that time. His ancestors were in the coffin business, and there was no need to worry about food and clothing before the city was destroyed, so he was not good at making a living. I can only wander and beg for the day."

"Oh." Yi San knocked on his teacup and smiled slightly, "So it's not the son of the dragon, but the queen of the coffin shop."

Feng Duying didn't take it seriously, "Everyone in the world knows that the eight of us came from humble beginnings."

"Oh?" Yi San's eyes showed a little deep meaning, "I have read some history books in the past few years, and the founding kings in the history books even if he was a slave when he was born, but when he went back to his ancestors, he was a slave. It is remarkable. In the future, when the historian compiles the biography for you, he will naturally embellish it."

Feng Duying snorted quite disdainfully, "We don't care about other people's affairs, but the historian of this dynasty would not dare to 'decorate' the eight of us in this way."

"Really?" Yi San chuckled lightly when he heard that, he fell back and casually lay on his back on the rock.

At that moment, he looked up from below, and what he saw was Feng Duying's chin like a jade cut painting, his eyelashes as thick as an ink-colored paper fan, a few strands of hair fluttering in the sea breeze, and the sky above his head Like silk, the moon is like a wheel. It would be great if I could draw it down, thinking so in my mind, but I asked in my mouth: "Then what happened later? Which brother did you meet first?"

"The third brother was the first one I met." After sitting for a long time, Feng Duying fell back and lay comfortably on the rock.

Yi San turned his head sideways and saw that the two of them were only a short distance away. When her eyes blinked, her eyelashes trembled slightly, like a butterfly in the wind, and suddenly there was a sound of "Bang! Bang! Bang!" Jumping sharply, echoing the trembling butterflies... He suddenly sat up.

Feng Duying didn't notice his expression, and it was more convenient to lie on her back on the reef and look at the bright moon and stars in the sky, but when the cool sea breeze in the autumn night passed by, she unconsciously hugged her arms slightly. arm.

Yi San looked down at the woman on the reef. She grew up among men since she was a child, so naturally she didn't care about lying on the reef with a man. My heart suddenly loosened and tightened, sour and sweet, it was hard to distinguish the taste. After a moment of silence, he took off his robe and covered her body, "Although the wound is healed, but the woman's body is cold, don't lie on the cool stone and wrap yourself in clothes."

The man's refreshing robe covered his body, bringing a burst of warmth, the wind moved his eyes alone, but what he saw was a bright red, he closed his eyes instantly, and frowned, "It's like blood. "The voice was cold, like water flowing under the ice.

Yi San was stunned for a moment, and then understood, he glanced at the red coat on his body, and then at the woman wrapped in the azure robe.

Under the moonlight, her face is as snowy jade, as beautiful as a frost flower, but her brows are sharp, making people dare not get close to her. Although she has achieved the glory and honor of today, but she has traveled this way, and what she has lost must be greater than what she has gained. For a moment, my heart felt so weak that I had never felt before, and I wanted to say something, but when I said it, I said lightly: "I think red is very good, like fire, and it makes people feel warm when they look at it."

Feng Duying didn't refute or agree after hearing this, but just opened his eyes and looked at the night sky.