Yin Guihong was on his way. He didn't want to delay for a moment, but he had no choice. There was no spiritual vein here to give him a shortcut. The mountain was very high. It was past noon when he started climbing, and he only reached the top of the mountain after dark. There was actually a person on the top of the mountain.
The village was just small, and the area on the top of the mountain was not that big after all. He went to seek shelter and was taken in by a family of four.
The four members of the family were a young couple, a little boy, and an old man. The old man was over sixty years old and was the woman's mother. He didn't ask in detail, but the old woman was very talkative, and she talked eloquently when meeting outsiders without stopping for a moment.
However, the couple said that her legs and feet were not good and she could not go out for a walk all day long, and it was even more difficult to go down the mountain. She had always been nagging when she was young, and now she is not able to hold it in anymore. But she only
She likes to talk, but doesn't like to listen, because not only is her leg broken, her ears are not working well, and she has no place to talk to others. Yin Guihong didn't listen very carefully, but he probably knew that the parents of her wife and son-in-law were already dead.
Although there are villages at the foot of both mountains, the distance up and down is always inconvenient, and she often complains. Yin Guihong pretends to listen, but feels sleepy in his heart, preparing to find a reason to rest in an empty room after dinner.
He always had a straight face and was cold. The boy at home did not dare to talk to him at first. Originally, Yin Guihong had no interest in children, but he kept running into the house where he and the old lady lived. At first, he thought it was the child who wanted to
He went to play with his grandma, but he soon discovered that the child was interested in his knife. He tentatively wanted to touch it, but he didn't dare. He just went in and out of the room repeatedly.
"This can't be given to you."
Once again, when the child almost touched the handle of the knife, Yin Guihong suddenly adjusted the position of the knife. The child was caught in the act and was startled. He screamed and ran out of the room, only to put half of his head back.
Wanting to find out, Yin Guihong raised his knife and waved him in. The child hesitated for a moment, but let his curiosity overcome his fear.
"Why is this hook so big?" The child was a little scared and asked from a distance, "It also has a sheath."
"This is not a hook, it is a knife." Yin Guihong pulled the knife slightly open, revealing a gray-white blade, "It is a special scimitar. The knife naturally has a sheath."
The child became more courageous. He came closer and looked at Jin Mieya up and down.
"Isn't it so big and heavy?"
"It's not heavy. Do you want to weigh it?"
The child's eyes shone with excitement, and he stepped forward eager to try. But when the old lady on the kang saw that her grandson was going to play with a knife, she quickly raised her hand, pretending to hit him, and scolded him:
"Why are you tampering with other people's things? Be careful of your ears being cut off with a sharp knife!"
The child was scared again and did not dare to come forward. Yin Guihong waved his hand to the old lady, meaning it was okay. Then he called the child over and said to him:
"You can only take it when it is in the sheath to test how heavy it is. Never take the knife out of the sheath. This knife is highly poisonous. If you are injured, you may die immediately."
The child was frightened. He really didn't know what Yin Guihong told him not to touch. However, the knife was handed to him, so he couldn't hold it back and grabbed it with both hands. The knife was indeed lighter than he thought.
He took out the strength to lift the steel, but accidentally raised the knife too high. He took two steps back and finally stopped. In any case, this long scimitar was too long for a child, even if it was made of teeth.
It's still too heavy and can't be carried for too long.
The knife was quickly thrown to the ground by the weak child. Yin Guihong was not angry. He just picked up the knife, blew the dust away under the candlelight, and wiped it carefully with the edge of his sleeve. Seeing that the little boy was still interested, he
He took out the hidden short knife on the side of his boot, held the back of the knife and handed it to him to play with.
"Be careful not to hurt anyone."
"Hey, thank you uncle!"
"...Call me brother."
The old lady shook her head non-stop: "Oh, what a sin. I didn't learn well at a young age, and I love to dance with swords all day long!"
"That's what I said."
Yin Guihong just said it casually. Maybe the old lady caught her meaningless expression at that moment, and she immediately became serious.
"Young man, I advise you to stay away from those swords, guns, swords and halberds. You might as well get into trouble one day!"
Yin Guihong suddenly felt a little funny, and turning his face away was the minimum respect for the old man. Anyway, her ears were not good, and he was not going to argue with the old man. They were all wandering around with swords.
As a human being, we are all accustomed to seeing some blood. How big a deal it is. The light of swords and shadows, pleasure and grudges are all things that can be accomplished without weapons.
"Mom, you're talking nonsense again!"
The daughter-in-law held the rice bowl filled with vegetables, opened the curtain and walked into the house. She put the rice and chopsticks on the bedside table and complained:
"Every time a guest comes to your house, you have to mutter something. No one wants to hear what you say. It's better for you to stay less involved in the affairs of young people. How can this principle still be alive when most of the people's bodies are buried?
not understand?"
"You think I talk too much, don't you? You stinky girl, why are you talking to your mother? You think I'm old, my legs are weak, and I can't do much work. What's wrong with you if I say more words? You've eaten it
My lifelong rice noodle is here
But my son felt that I talked too much and spent a lot of effort to eat a few more mouthfuls of your food. If your mother and I hadn't had the foresight to force you to come here to take refuge, you would have died on the streets like your brother, and it would have been your turn.
Now stay here and quarrel with me!"
"Okay, okay, hurry up and plug your mouth. There are not many teeth left, and you can't speak!" The wife and her mother were talking to each other like this. She turned around, quickly put on a smiling face, and shook her head.
Shaking the rag with his other hand, he made way for Yin Guihong to leave the room. "Young hero, please don't pay attention to that.
What a terrible old lady. She picks out people's unwanted comments all day long. She's really annoying. Don't be surprised, she just doesn't like those bladed things, and she has no intention of targeting you. In the early years, when her legs and feet were still fine
, even when I use a knife to chop vegetables and my husband-in-law uses a knife to chop firewood, they keep chattering all day long."
"It's okay. Don't you go to the table to eat, old man?"
"Don't worry about her. She's not fat, but she's calm. In the first two years, we helped her sit on the table, but then my husband sprained his ankle and couldn't go down the mountain for a few days. After that, we put her in the house.
.”
Yin Guihong nodded and walked out the door. As soon as his mother walked into the house, the little boy immediately threw the knife at Yin Guihong's feet to avoid having his ears pulled. He shouted "eat" in a loud voice.
While running outside. As expected, Yin Gui
As soon as Hong picked up the dagger, the little boy fell down at the door. But he didn't feel any pain. He just got up and patted the dust and continued running. His mother was so angry that she followed behind and scolded her continuously.
At the dinner table, everyone was still noisy.
Even though their home is a mess, they actually love each other extremely much. For a family of this class, "beating, scolding, and love" is the most appropriate description. For more than ten years, he has been living with his silent adoptive father.
Dependent on each other, the cabin has never been bustling for a day. That's right.
It's not that this is not a good thing. He was lucky to have saved his life from Zuo Zhenmen. He shouldn't ask for anything else, not to mention that he also learned a skill. But in such a noisy home, his memory clearly told him
Him: You’ve had it too. Even though it’s very far away,
But every time the quarrel with the family before the meal echoed so vividly in my ears. Sitting at the table, watching the family finish a hard day's work, each and every one of them took chopsticks to throw rice into their mouths and pick up each other's dishes.
, they didn’t treat him as an outsider. The woman accused the man of not sitting around and eating together.
Xiang, then accused the child of spreading the rice everywhere. The man disliked the nagging of the woman, and the child followed suit, but was taught a lesson by his father. Yin Guihong held the bowl, sat sideways, and looked at everything in front of him,
He wanted to laugh and cry at the same time. Of course, he neither laughed nor cried.
After sitting in this house for a while, Yin Guihong learned a lot of things. The child's father was a simple and honest woodcutter, who was responsible for taking the firewood cut from the mountain to the two villages down the mountain for sale. Most of the time,
It is a direct exchange of supplies needed for daily life. Women sew and mend at home and share a vegetable garden with other people in the village. After all, the mountains
There are not many places where things can be grown, and the slightly flat land must be used together except when building a house. Other women in the village naturally do needlework, but her patches are the most beautiful, and she can turn any hole into a
Xiao Hua Xiao Niao. Even in the villages at the foot of the mountains on both sides, some people thought she was handy and asked her husband to take the money and clothes back to sew them.
Halfway through the meal, everyone finally stopped making so much noise. Yin Guihong seemed to have remembered something and suddenly asked the woman:
"The old man said just now that you have a brother?"
"...Ah, yes. But he died prematurely."
When she replied, her movements were obviously slower, and the chopsticks stopped at her mouth. But as soon as she finished speaking, she returned to her original state and gave the child a few more bites of green vegetables. The child kept complaining and wanted to eat meat.
But his father glared at him.
She probably didn't intend to say more, but the child's father answered: "We have known each other since we were young. Her brother often took us to play when he was still alive. He loved to play those fighting and killing games. Later he grew up.
, I studied martial arts with a martial arts practitioner who didn’t know where he came from. He said he wanted to make money for his family, and then he left. After many years, he didn’t make much money, but the people were gone.”
"Alas...is the master reliable?"
At this time, the mother said to the child: "If you don't want to eat well, go out and play by yourself. Don't complain about being hungry when you come back!"
"I know, I know! No way!"
It's the age of activeness. After eating, the child ran out happily to play. It was already dark, and the mother shouted at his back, don't run around, and don't come back too late. At this time, the father
Suddenly he opened his voice and cursed:
"Damn it! Later I found out what Zuo Renmen is. I think that bastard just deceived my brother!"
Yin Guihong tightened his hand and broke the chopsticks. There was a strange sound in his hand. The couple raised their heads and looked around, but did not notice where the sound came from. Yin Guihong controlled his emotions and tried his best to
The impact of those three words on him was driven out of his mind. He held the broken part of the chopstick tightly and continued to inquire casually:
"Didn't you report it to the authorities? Just say that your family was abducted."
"Then who dares to take care of it? We only found out later that in that ghost place, we used to rob other people's children, force them to practice martial arts, and kill people. It's pitiful that the child's uncle didn't even meet his nephew. After the child's uncle died, I
My mother-in-law was afraid that the Zuojimen would kill people and silence her, so she brought my daughter-in-law here. My parents left early, and I came with them. It has been more than ten years now."
"Twelve years," his wife said.
I don’t know how many people Zuo Jinmen has killed! He thought to himself and tried his best to calm down his emotions. Later, he learned more things from the couple. The child’s uncle was indeed a good young man in martial arts. At first, he
Master provides food and accommodation, and returns home regularly
They sent money there, claiming that they earned it themselves. But they didn’t know that the money at that time was filled with the blood of others. In the end, they lost their lives. His master was still alive and conveyed the message to him.
After hearing the news of his death, he also asked his family not to cause trouble.
While Yin Guihong was listening, a thunder suddenly flashed outside the window, followed by heavy rain.
