Chapter One Hundred and Twenty Eight: Blowing Yu Xiao, Shaobai Can't Conceal the Spirit of War
The stay that was originally going smoothly turned into twists and turns because of Xin Bai's farce, and I was exhausted.
Fortunately, the yard of my second sister-in-law's house is very clean, and there is a flower shed in the yard. However, because it is still winter, the flower shed looks a little dilapidated.
The three separate small rooms are quite unique. The second sister-in-law and her husband lived in one, and the second sister-in-law's two girls lived in the other. The one on the far left is where relatives and friends usually stay overnight.
"Mr. Qin, Miss Xiaolan, there is only one bed in this room, you two..."
As soon as the second sister-in-law said these words, Xiaolan's face turned red.
"It's okay, it's okay, we'll just make do with it."
Qin Shaobai thought that the second sister-in-law felt that the bed was too small, so she felt very guilty.
Looking at Xiaolan's face again, she understood immediately.
He also became embarrassed, thinking that he had clearly said that they were husband and wife, so why did the second sister-in-law still ask the same question?
There are indeed many things in Xinjia Village that make people feel novel.
"Then I'll go back first. If anything happens to you, just go out and call out. Everyone can hear you."
Xiaolan thanked the second sister-in-law.
Qin Shaobai noticed that the second sister-in-law's face looked unnatural when she returned the gift, as if she was afraid of accepting Xiaolan's thank you gift.
"Xiaolan." Seeing that Xiaolan had already made the bed, Qin Shaobai pointed at the bed and said, "Go to bed and sleep. I'll just take a nap in front of the table."
Xiaolan was just about to say something, but she heard a squeaking sound, as if something was walking on the grass outside the door.
"Brother Qin, could it be a snake?" Xiaolan said, shrinking herself behind Qin Shaobai.
"The snake is hibernating now!" Qin Shaobai said, but he heard the hissing sound getting closer and louder.
Could it really be a snake?
Qin Shaobai glanced at Xiaolan who looked panicked, opened the door and walked out.
"Brother Qin, I'll go with you." Xiaolan said and ran out.
The moonlight was just right, illuminating the yard brightly.
The two people's eyes searched the yard, and finally, they both set their eyes on the flower shed.
There are two snakes on it, one is cyan and the other is yellow.
Right now, the two snakes were spitting out long, blood-red snakes, looking at the two of them like two strange demon spirits.
"Snake, it's really a snake." Xiaolan screamed softly and threw herself into Qin Shaobai's arms, "I, I am most afraid of snakes."
This was the first time Qin Shaobai saw Xiaolan looking so fragile. He was in a trance and felt that a kind of energy was awakened in his body.
"Don't be afraid, aren't they just two snakes? The snakes are hibernating now, and they don't have much power."
"Xiaoqing, Xiaohuang, where are you?" An anxious voice suddenly came from outside the hospital.
After the two looked at each other, they finally determined that it was these two snakes that the man outside the door was calling.
"Xiao Qing, Xiao Huang, you can't run around. The God of War, the God of War is back, you have to return to him."
There is no need to go out to see now, the person outside the door must be the crazy Xin Bai.
"Dad Xin, are you looking for them?" Qin Shaobai opened the door, looked helplessly at Xin Bai who looked anxious, shrugged, and pointed at the snake on the flower shed.
"Yes, yes, Xiao Qing and Xiao Huang, you are indeed spiritual. You knew that the God of War was here, so you found him on your own, right?"
"Who are you? What are you arguing about?" The second sister-in-law walked out, rubbing her groggy eyes. When she saw Xin Bai, before she had time to complain, she looked up and saw the two snakes coiled on the flower shed. She was so frightened that she
cried out.
As soon as she called out, everyone else in the family also came out wearing their clothes.
The two children were not afraid at all and kept using sticks to provoke Xiao Qing and Xiao Huang.
"You two, go back to the room." The second sister-in-law shouted, then turned to her husband, "You, go in with them."
Qin Shaobai couldn't help but click his tongue when he saw his second sister-in-law roaring like a lion from the east of the river, and then seeing her husband-in-law holding the two children home so obediently.
"Dad Xin, what do you want to do? You don't want us to have a good sleep, right?"
The second sister-in-law had her hands on her hips, and under the moonlight, her angry face looked particularly scary.
"I brought Xiao Qing and Xiao Huang to pick up the God of War." Xin Bai did not flinch at all, staring at Qin Shaobai with burning eyes.
Qin Shaobai was a little embarrassed by Xin Bai's stare, and when he didn't know what to do, he heard his second sister-in-law sigh: "Forget it, Mr. Qin, Miss Xiaolan, you two just follow Dad Xin to his house.
The room in his house has always been neatly prepared for the God of War."
"That's right, my room is big. Let's go to my house." Xin Bai smiled happily, and his steps became much lighter.
Qin Shaobai and Xiaolan looked at each other, and then at their second sister-in-law who was already eager for them to leave immediately. They had no choice but to pack up and follow Xin Bai to his house.
After a while, the two of them were taken to a small hut by Xin Bai.
The house is not big, but it is kept very clean.
Especially there is a unique small yard in front of the house.
People either grow flowers or vegetables in their yards, but his yard is a small blacksmith shop, and all they sell are swords, guns, swords and halberds.
Other people's yards are used for drying clothes and quilts, but his yard is used for target practice.
Moreover, the target was made of a scarecrow, and there were several notes written on the scarecrow, which were the three people who had been spurned by the villagers just now: Yang the traitor, Shi the lackey, and Jin Guogou.
Qin Shaobai didn't know whether to laugh or cry, but looking at Xin Bai's figure, he felt moved again.
He has always felt that the Southern Song Dynasty was a dynasty that was too weak to deserve sympathy. The survivors shed tears in the dust and watched the king's army south for another year.
The imperial court was guilty of inaction, but the people's own weakness was also one of the reasons for the decline of the Song Dynasty.
But now, he saw with his own eyes how an abandoned soldier was trying his best to prepare for another Northern Expedition, and how he was confidently waiting for his general to return. His heart was deeply moved.
"God of War, madam, you sit down first." Xin Bai cleaned two stools and poured two large bowls over. "You two drink first, and I will send Xiao Qing and Xiao Huang back."
Only then did Qin Shaobai realize that the two snakes were coming back behind them.
"Yes, you are all energetic. Let's just say he is the God of War. You see, you are all downcast on weekdays. Now that you have seen your master, why don't you go and salute?"
The two looked into the house in surprise.
In the cage that Xin Bai was carrying, the two snakes that were lying on the ground just now stood up and their heads were nodding, as if they were bowing.
Qin Shaobai subconsciously stepped back.
Being the master of a cobra? This God of War has really strange hobbies.
Xin Bai blocked his retreat, and then took out a flute from his arms.
At this time, both Qin Shaobai and Xiaolan felt short of breath.
This flute is entirely made of fine jade.
The whole body is soft and moist, and when you touch it, you will immediately feel refreshed.
The most important thing is that both of them saw this flute in that mantra illusion.
"Here, it's yours." Xin Bai said, handing over the flute, "Here, you usually use this flute to communicate with them."
"Mine? Communicate with snakes?" Qin Shaobai didn't want to pick up the jade flute at all.
He had an inexplicable feeling that this jade flute was definitely not an auspicious thing.
It turns out that this jade flute is a relic of the God of War. Maybe the soul of the God of War still lives in it.
"Of course it's yours." Xin Bai suddenly sighed, "That day, between the flash of swords and the shadows of swords, you stood next to the battle flag and blew this jade flute."
"Suddenly, those golden dogs scurried away, bitten by the poisonous snakes you exchanged for the sound of the flute. Now think about it, how long has it been since there was such an exciting thing on the battlefield in the Song Dynasty."
Xin Bai's face shone with light, which made his old face look energetic.
Qin Shaobai's mind was full of snakes spitting out bright red letters one after another. He really couldn't accept that he would be the one who commanded the snake soldiers with the sound of the flute.
"God of War, try it." Xin Bai put the jade flute into Qin Shaobai's hand, "I have carefully cared for this jade flute for so many years. Try it. Try it."
"Brother Qin, since the old man hopes you can play this jade flute so much, you should satisfy him."
Xiao Lan actually also helped and looked at him with a strange look.
"That's right, Xiao Huang, Xiao Qing, you have to be prepared. When the God of War plays this jade flute, you have to perform well."
Xin Bai's words made Qin Shaobai even more confused by Monk Zhang Er, but he didn't have time to study them in detail. What he wanted now was to make Xin Bai give up - he would never commit suicide.
When the jade flute was in hand, it felt indescribably cool and refreshing. Qin Shaobai's heart seemed to suddenly flash with a bright light, and something seeped into his mind.
He put the jade flute to his lips and took a deep breath.
When the first note was played, Xiaolan suddenly raised her head and stared at Qin Shaobai.
Qin Shaobai didn't notice anything strange about Xiaolan at all.
He felt that someone was teaching him luck bit by bit, teaching him to exhale, and bounce his fingers quickly on the jade flute.
The sound of the flute was extremely desolate, but in the depths of the desolation, it seemed to have an insurmountable power, as if the man who had committed suicide had thousands of resentments in his heart, and even more frightening determination.
The moon slowly disappeared into the clouds, and the world was filled with a suffocating air of sadness.
Xiao Lan was dumbfounded, but Xin Bai clapped her hands along with the melody, with bright tears on her face.
When the song ended, Qin Shaobai collapsed on the stool.
He looked back at Xiaolan, but his eyes caught sight of the snake cage.
His gaze seemed to be fixed by someone and he could no longer move.