seven relics

He took out his sword and pulled it out easily.

Yuan Junfan scratched his ears in confusion: "What's the point?"

Xing Shan reckoned: "Maybe it is also the reason why matter is attracted to each other?"

Yuan Junfan thought for a moment and asked, "Maybe it's the same reason as King Arthur pulled out the sword in the stone?"

Xing Shan smiled wryly, remembering that the long sword had no sheath, he asked Lian Jiangyue: "What about the scabbard?"

Lian Jiangyue took a sword flower, raised the sword and stroked the sword body with the index finger and middle finger of her right hand. The word "Liao Que" originally engraved on the scabbard has been deformed into an unrecognizable distortion under the hammering and forging The pattern, when Lian Jiangyue touched the pattern, the body of the sword trembled slightly, and one could faintly hear rustling, like the sound of gold and stone plucking the strings of a piano.

Lian Jiangyue narrowed her eyes and said, "I'm afraid no scabbard can hold it."

Xing Shan was stunned: "The weapon made by Quenguang Lanyue won't go into the sheath if it doesn't see blood. Could it be that it won't go into the sheath when it sees blood?"

Lian Jiangyue smiled and said: "I am afraid that the fate of this sword is to fight against Wuzangtong. Wuzangtong is not a human being. How can there be blood?"

Xing Shan blinked his eyes and whispered helplessly: "Isn't this a word game..."

Yuan Junfan interjected: "I don't think it doesn't matter if there is a scabbard or not. I will report to the two of you. I have received reliable information that Qu Jiuchuan is currently living by the Slender West Lake in Yangzhou. It is said that he takes a boat tour every day. Lake, I think he is living a very comfortable life." With Sidhuja.

Xing Shan said: "Okay, then let's go find him now."

Yuan Junfan smiled, took out an envelope, and offered it to Xingshan with both hands, saying: "The air tickets, train tickets, and train tickets are all prepared for you two." He glanced at the sword in Lian Jiangyue's hand, " This sword is so light, when you go through the security check, you should say that you bought it as a toy for children."

He also asked: "Does this sword have a name?"

Xingshan looked at Lian Jiangyue, and he and Lian Jiangyue had jointly forged this sword. He was willing to give this sword an elegant name to commemorate, so he said: "There is more time on the road to think about it. .”

Lian Jiangyue said coldly: "Whether you have a name or not is not very important."

After Xingshan heard the words, he couldn't hide his disappointment, but he couldn't talk too much, so he was busy cleaning up the buckets, towels and other sundries in the cremation room.Yuan Junfan helped him, and with a smiling face, he said cheerfully: "Of course it is not very important to have a name. Having a name will not change anything about it, but it is convenient for everyone to call it. When I got up, I immediately knew that it was talking about it, not any other sword, maybe it would also have the effect of scaring others."

Lian Jiangyue showed him the sword, pointed to the distorted pattern, and said, "The word "Lio Que" can no longer be read clearly, you seem to know bird and insect characters very well, what kind of bird and insect characters do you think this seems to be written in? "

Yuan Junfan took out a pair of glasses from his pocket and put them on, but after studying for a long time, he couldn't figure out why.Lian Jiangyue gave up, picked up the coat hanging on the chair, wrapped the long sword, tied the sleeves to her chest, put the sword behind her back, and walked out.When we arrived at the door, there was a group of people in sackcloth and filial piety passing by. The first one was a young girl, holding a black and white photo of a man, crying into tears, shouting "Dad!"

Xing Shan also came over and saw the team. He recognized the man in the photo, and immediately said softly to Jiangyue: "Isn't that man the one we saw in the underground looking for our daughter? ?"

Lian Jiangyue nodded.Xingshan turned his head and glanced at Yuan Junfan, who was cleaning the cremation room again. Turning around, his voice was lowered, and he said, "Then... is it really his daughter? How did he die?"

Lian Jiangyue shook her head, unable to answer.He also looked at the funeral procession, and unexpectedly found the figure of the security captain Xiao Song at the end of the procession.Lian Jiangyue's eyes moved, she walked over and joined the team that sent her father off for the last time.Xing Shan was stunned for a moment, and hurriedly followed.

Seeing Lian Jiangyue, Xiao Song waved his arms to drive him away, and said angrily, "Why are you here to join in the fun?"

Lian Jiangyue said: "Do you know this person?"

Xiao Song stared at him: "None of your business!"

He bumped Lian Jiangyue with his arm, but he still wanted to drive him away, and said fiercely: "I failed to send me off, you have a lot, why don't you give it off? I just can't get over this hurdle, It's because you don't like it!"

Lian Jiangyue distanced herself from Xiao Song a little, walked behind him, and asked, "What's the date today?"

"What?"

A gust of cool wind blew by, Lian Jiangyue was dressed thinly, shivering involuntarily, he said: "It seems that autumn has already entered."

Walking beside him, Xingshan looked at the deciduous trees in the funeral parlor that were trembling in the wind, and felt emotional: "Before I knew it, the leaves started to turn yellow..."

Before he knew it, he had been away from Bian's house for more than half a year in order to find Lian Jiangyue and to get rid of his guilt.The maple trees on the back mountain of Bian's house must have turned red, the sweet osmanthus was fragrant, and the incense and ginkgo were woven into golden umbrellas on top of people's heads.Once upon a time, every autumn, he and Lian Jiangyue would go into the mountains to pick up some maple leaves to make bookmarks for Master, and also pick up some osmanthus flowers to cook sweet-scented osmanthus sauce for Master's mother, add some to sweet soup, and self-brewed rice wine, the taste is endless .

The thoughts of hiking can't help but go far.

Xiao Song said at this time: "September 28." He added in a low voice: "August and a half in the lunar calendar."

"So it's already Mid-Autumn Festival." Xing Shan missed the quiet and stable years in the mountains more and more.On the day of Mid-Autumn Festival, masters and apprentices gather together to enjoy the moon and drink tea in the courtyard, talk about unimportant things, and chat about not-so-serious gossip—this is the most relaxing and happiest day of the year.During the Spring Festival, it is too cold in the mountains. No matter how tightly the doors and windows are closed, how hot the food is on the table, or how much hot wine you drink, there will always be gusts of cold wind coming in, making your knees tremble.During the Spring Festival, as soon as the reunion dinner is over, everyone rests separately. Unlike the Mid-Autumn Festival, when the reunion dinner is cleaned up, Lian Jiangyue will come to the mountains to go for a walk in the mountains to digest food, to find the cicadas at the end of autumn, to listen Hearing the sound of wild orchids blooming.Lian Jiangyue is always drunk, always in high spirits, and always says with a deep smile, there is everything in this mountain, and everything in this mountain is very good and beautiful, and he stays here, nowhere not going.Xingshan couldn't help saying, then I won't go anywhere, just stay in the mountains with my brother.

The funeral procession walked into a small auditorium, and everyone stood in three rows. There were some wreaths in the auditorium, and mourning music was played. Everyone went to observe the appearance of the deceased one by one. Xingshan followed the crowd and moved forward. He looked at the funeral procession. Lian Jiangyue who was walking in front of him.How long has it been since he saw Lian Jiangyue showing such a smile?

Sorrows and joys linger, and there is a lot of crying. Xingshan is suddenly very depressed, and he also wet his eyes and shed tears with the mourners.

At this time, it was Lian Jiangyue's turn, his face was still frosty, he looked into the coffin, and lying inside was a person made out of paper.The face of the paper figurine has two thick eyebrows, two closed eyes, and a bright red lip, just like a zombie in a TV movie.

Lian Jiangyue walked away slowly.

After leaving the auditorium, Yuan Junfan was already waiting outside, holding a luggage bag in his hand, and said: "I have ordered some food and drink for you two."

Seeing Yuan Junfan, Xingshan became alert again, wiped his eyes, and said, "Thank you for taking care of everything so quickly."

Yuan Junfan immediately said: "I'm really not in a hurry to drive the two of you away. If you two want to stay in Shitou Village longer, I don't have a word." He rolled his eyes, "It's just this Qu Jiuchuan I'm afraid time is running out..."

Lian Jiangyue took the luggage bag and said, "Then I will take my leave."

After he finished speaking, he saw Xiao Song coming out of the auditorium. He lit a cigarette and looked at Lian Jiangyue coldly.

Lian Jiangyue said: "By the way, I have already thought about the name of the sword. Today happens to be the Mid-Autumn Festival. When we mention it in the future, let's call it August [-]th."

"This... is a bit too casual, right?" Yuan Junfan said.

Xing Shan came up with an idea: "Or called Qiuxi, chasing the moon?"

Lian Jiangyue clasped her fists at Xiao Song, and said: "I hate that I didn't send him off well when he died. Today is August [-]th, when the moon is full and people are reunited, I will bid farewell to him today."

Xiao Song was taken aback for a moment, turned his head while holding a cigarette, paused for a moment, and then cupped his fists at Lian Jiangyue.

The two of them were speechless, Lian Jiangyue turned around and left, and immediately followed his pace.

Yuan Junfan watched them go out of the funeral parlor, when he heard the phone ring in his pocket, he answered the phone, said a few words, then called Xiao Song, saying: "That kid has finished his inspection."

Xiao Song threw away the cigarette, walked with Yuan Junfan to the service hall of the funeral home, and took the elevator down to the ground.

In the elevator, Xiao Song couldn't help touching the back of his head, and said with emotion: "It's the first time I saw someone climb up with bare hands and save a life."

Yuan Junfan smiled: "He is also a strange person."

Xiao Song said again: "But why doesn't this surname Qing let us tell Lian Jiangyue and the others that he is still alive?"

Xiao Song clicked his tongue: "I think he is glib, I don't know what he is planning, he will really help us do things honestly?"

Yuan Junfan said: "You go and find Xiaohua, and when Qing Yeshuang leaves, let him follow carefully and keep in touch."

The elevator door opened, Xiao Song nodded in response, and left quickly.Yuan Junfan went to an infirmary, and there was only one person lying on a hospital bed with a bandage on the left half of his face in the infirmary.

Hearing the movement, the man turned the right half of his face slowly and laboriously, looking at Yuan Junfan with his bright right eye.

Yuan Junfan greeted with concern: "Qing Yeshuang, how is it, is it better than a few days ago?"

Qing Yeshuang said: "I asked them for a mirror, but they refused to give it to me."

This Qing Yeshuang's voice was not as clear as before, every word she said would make a rustling echo, like a broken gong.

Yuan Junfan took out his mobile phone with a smile, brought up the front camera mode, put it in front of Qing Yeshuang to shine on him, and said: "Actually, it is a miracle that I survived. I have been here for more than ten years, and I have never seen it. There are people who don't wear any equipment and can climb up alive."

Qing Yeshuang looked at the phone screen and nodded slightly: "It's better to die than to live, I understand." He raised his hands to touch his face, "So... I became like this."

His hands were also wrapped in bandages, like a mummy with half of his cheek dismantled.His voice sounded so calm, and there was no wave in his eyes, as if he didn't care that his original delicate appearance was gone.

Qing Yeshuang said: "I can already walk on the ground."

"You recover quickly."

"You really didn't tell Lian Jiangyue and Xingshan that I'm still alive?"

"You want us to keep it secret, of course we won't say it." Yuan Junfan put away his phone, "You'd better have a good rest."

Qing Yeshuang pressed her hand on his wrist: "You hang a mirror on my wall."

Yuan Junfan said: "I'll find someone to get it right now."

Qing Yeshuang nodded again, the corners of her mouth were raised a little, as if she was smiling.He also did this laughing movement extremely hard, sweat immediately broke out on his forehead, and his eyebrows kept trembling, as if it was very painful.But he still insisted on smiling and said: "You keep your promise, and I will keep my promise, and I will definitely give you the sword."

Yuan Junfan patted the back of his hand lightly: "Don't think about these things for now."

Qing Yeshuang said: "No, I just want to think about these things." His tone was firm, "I feel that I have almost recovered." He pointed to the wall in front of him and said: "The mirror is hanging here, it is best It's a full-length mirror."

"I can't wait to surprise them," he said.