Jiuhuai

"If you still think of me as your big brother, then come out from Sifangshen."

The black-clothed boy was sitting on a branch and nibbling an apple, but he grinned at him when he heard his words.

"With your meager official life, it's not enough to fill your stomach."

After saying that, the boy threw the apple casually and jumped down from the tree, ignoring the disgusted expression on his face, he bent his lips and smiled with a cheeky look.

"I'll just stay for another two years, brother."

Wei Ran withdrew his mind from the dense old tree in the courtyard, and a piece of the boy's clothes still loomed in his memory.

The apples thrown on the ground have long since rotted, and the crossed swords buried in the soil have also been corroded and rusted by wind and frost.

His expression was in a trance, and the eyes looking at the long sword in his hand were also a little bit confused.

He knew Wei Gui's thoughts from the beginning to the end, to be an assassin was just to hope to earn more gold and silver, and after repaying his kindness, he could go to the rivers and lakes he yearned for without hesitation.

He didn't know much about the Jianghu stories of Ruyi's enmity, but when Wei Gui asked about his life experience, he casually said, "Your parents are knights."

Unexpectedly, the other party believed in it. When he was 13 years old, he found someone to forge two swords and a knife, and solemnly handed over one of the long swords to him.

When he touched the cold blade at that time, his first reaction was nostalgia.

As the son of a chariot and cavalry general in the former dynasty, he also learned swordsmanship since childhood at the request of his father, in order to fight on the battlefield in the future and take care of his family and country.However, at the age of 16, a pitch-black coffin brought back from the battlefield destroyed all his thoughts about practicing martial arts as a general.

His father died in battle, his mother died of illness, and the Wei family has been in decline, never to be as good as it was then.His blood was cold, but his loyalty remained, and he still entered the court as an official after reaching the crown.It's just that he abandoned his sword and became a small civil servant.

The young man didn't notice the change in his expression, but held the sword in his left hand and the knife in his right hand, thought for a moment, and said happily.

"It's not as good as the sword is Xiangsi, and the sword is Jiming. What do you think?"

This name seemed familiar, he was startled for a moment, but suddenly remembered that Xiang Si Jiming was the name of a pair of martial arts brothers in a story he made up.

There seemed to be stars hidden in the young man's eyes, which were so beautiful under the sunlight. He wanted to say whether it was too casual to name him like this, but when he met those eyes, he still nodded like a ghost.

On his official career, he was favored by the emperor, and his life was rich and full of food and clothing, but no teenager would ignore his gloomy face, continue to hang shoulders with him, and say with a playful smile, "Brother, when can you beat me? When will I not?" Be a killer."

He seemed to keep his mouth shut every time, but in fact, both of them knew that Wei Gui's martial arts was taught by him, and they still let him in the end.

In the case of King Jingning three years ago, the emperor ordered Ying to be arrested secretly, and Jiuhuai also waited for the opportunity to move out. The White Tiger of the Sifang God went to stop Jiuhuai and slaughtered Zhu Zhaozhuying, Tao Yu, and Kuangji, and Suzaku Qinglong Xuanwu followed closely. Afterwards, Wei Junzhao was seriously injured.

Who would have imagined that Jiuhuai would take revenge in the future, Sifang God would be defeated, Qinglong Suzaku died, and Baihu escaped by chance, Wei Gui was soaked in blood and struggled to return home, but fell heavily under the tree in the courtyard, and he opened the door to look again at dawn the next day , the body has already cooled through.

He entered Jiuhuai not only because of the emperor's order, but also for his own reasons.

After a long time, Wei Ran finally understood what Wei Gui said when he handed the long sword, "It's called Shixin, it suits you very well".

Wei Gui has always believed in the kindness of people in the world. Wei Ran raised him and thought he was the representative of the world, and this name must have been thought about for a long time.

Thinking back to this, Wei Ran's heart tightened. He grabbed Shi Xin's sword hilt and stood up slowly.

"I will hold Wei Junzhaoshi's head to see you."

He said softly, facing the knife and sword under the tree with a firm expression.