Tonight the brothers were responsible for capsizing the boat upstream, and the boat had reached the place where it should have sunk, and it was not long before it was dark. f↗

This is a deserted beach where no one has left, according to legend, 500 years ago, the two clansmen surnamed Gou and Wu had gathered more than 200 strong men on this river bank to fight once, and the result was that both sides were wiped out, and no man survived.

It is said that due to heavy casualties and excessive bleeding, the two tribes realized that they could no longer be so willful and began to try to coexist peacefully, but the stones here were all brown, as if they were soaked in blood.

It seems that this matter is not just a legend, because there is also a stone tablet erected by the government on the shore, and the handwriting on it has long been blurred, in short, because of this story, there has never been a human population nearby. But because this is the only way for ships to and fro, there was a temple a long time ago, and the temple made the people who passed through this place by night boat not feel weak, and the incense of the temple was not bad.

The brothers looked at the sky, it was still early, and the brother who came out of the womb first said, "There will be an hour, what shall we do?" ”

The younger brother said, "Drink." ”

The boat brought a big gourd of rice wine, half a wild goat's leg, a bag of dried beans, and the younger brother got up to prepare the wine and food.

The elder brother said: "Don't worry, it's still early, let's go see the old monk." ”

There was nowhere else to go here except the temple, and the farther time was not enough, so the brothers had to go downstream to join in the fun after capsizing the boat, and their swords had been sharpened a few days earlier, and they could not miss the festival of cutting big fish, only once a year.

The brothers swam ashore, and the elder brother said, "The old monk doesn't know if he's not there, the last time was three years ago." ”

The younger brother, who was standing side by side, looked at the stars and moon in the sky, and couldn't help but let out a long howl: "Good weather!" ”

It hasn't rained for half a year, and the weather is really good, the sky is cloudless, the sky is dark blue, and the stars are like jewels embedded in the universe. Shining brightly, the warblers at the water's edge fly around like the lights of the immortals, the crickets on the barren beach chirp in twos and threes, the clear and more depressed, the surrounding environment is desolate and vast, making people have a kind of wandering like a hero between the gaps of the ancient battlefield swords, guns, swords, and halberds.

Because of the sound of crickets, the younger brother remembered that he forgot to carry the flute, and said regretfully: "It's good to have a flute, we can sing." ”

The elder brother didn't respond, let go and run. Suddenly I stopped and listened intently, and heard the sound of wooden fish on the mountain.

"Go up the mountain to see the monk, and at this time still chant the scriptures."

The younger brother didn't respond, he didn't want to go up the mountain, he just wanted to walk around the neighborhood, but he followed his brother in his business, and the elder brother had already walked towards the mountain, so he had to follow.

The light of the moon shone on the beach, and the other side of the stone was beyond the reach of the moonlight. It's like hiding from ghosts and demons. Fireflies flutter around in the moonlight, flapping their wings and making a slight buzzing sound, as if they are riding a little fairy on the back of an insect whenever they fly overhead. You can often smell a kind of aroma that is absent.

"Brother, watch out for snakes." The younger brother rushed forward in a few steps, and the knife on his waist was instantly unsheathed.

"Are men afraid of snakes?" The elder brother turned a blind eye to the frightened snake lying on the treetops, and still walked forward.

Halfway up the mountain. The people were about a few dozen feet away from the ship. The boat in the moonlight swayed gently on the sparkling waves, and the downstream Pinggang at the end of the eye was also bathed in the moonlight, and a layer of white mist floated on the water. There was a flash of fire in the fog, flickering and flickering.

The brothers looked at it, and the elder brother remembered the old thing, "Two hundred men in our clan died here, and two hundred of them also died." ”

Syllable! The elder brother's knife was also unsheathed, and he slashed at the small tree by the roadside, and cut off many branches, and the younger brother immediately did the same.

The elder brother waved his knife and said, "Do you remember what Dad said when he was dying?" Our sword will be full of the blood of the enemy, and if I meet the enemy one day, this sword will surely drink his blood. But it's a pity that the fireworks of the dynasty have been extinguished, and our revenge can't be avenged. I was really wronged by this treasure knife, and I could only cut the fish in the water and the pigs in the mountains. ”

"That's no way to do that. Brother, go up, I'll pee. ”

"Okay, you come up quickly."

At present, the brothers climbed to the top of the mountain along the narrow and uneven mountain road, as the distance from the mountain temple became closer and closer, and the distance from the river became farther and farther.

Continuing to go up, sometimes I felt that the sound of the wooden fish was very close, and sometimes I felt that it was getting farther away, and the brothers slashed the knife to the left and right, and they could faintly hear the chanting sound of the wooden fish's voice.

When I arrived at the gate of the mountain temple, quietly, there was a light as a bean in the small stone house of the mountain god's land.

The moonlight sprinkled on the ground, there were stone tables and stone chairs in an open space for people to rest, the monk inside seemed to be unconscious, the sound of the wooden fish came from the temple, the atmosphere was peaceful and clean, and the younger brother was reluctant to knock on the door.

"Brother, don't quarrel with others."

He himself sat down on the stone bench, and put his knife on the stone table, when he suddenly saw a handful of wild flowers, which must have been picked and scattered there.

The younger brother was surprised, this is definitely not what the monks in the temple will do, the young man is very good, and he picked up the flowers and showed them to his brother.

"Brother, someone is here here."

"Not strange." The elder brother didn't care, "Many young people who chop wood will climb here to burn incense and pray to the gods, hoping that the Buddha will bless him to get a woman's heart." ”

The younger brother observed the bouquet, "I think it's something left by a woman." ”

The elder brother laughed and said, "What about women? This wildflower is commonplace, and it is everywhere. ”

The younger brother said enviously: "What if it is those beautiful women of the Gou clan? ”

"It's almost a joke." The elder brother shook his head slowly, "I will never dare to come here, it's too dangerous." ”

"Anyway, I guess it was dropped by a woman, so it can be said that it was dropped by a beauty, and I have to take it back." The younger brother holds the flower and loves it.

The elder brother said speechlessly: "Only children do this kind of thing." That's it, you're still young, if you want to take it, you can take it, but don't worry about it, my brother will earn money to marry you a good-looking daughter-in-law. ”

"Hmm." The younger brother nodded happily, and after a while, he suddenly said, "Oh, could it be that the monk is hiding?" ”

Speaking of this, he held back himself, not daring to blaspheme his family, and the wooden fish inside turned sharply, and seemed to be very dissatisfied.

The elder brother danced his knife in the moonlight, making all kinds of ancestral stabbing movements, in a beautiful posture, and his heart was engrossed. Coming and going in the knife wind, the advance and retreat are extraordinary.

This man can be said to be the purest man in the Wu clan, and he is also the best hunter and the most brave warrior. And the younger brother cherished and hid the mountain laurel chrysanthemum in the deerskin pocket, muttering to himself, he was born with a bit of a poet's melancholy temperament, and his body was not as strong as his brother, so he was more reverie and less successful in things.

It turns out that according to the cottage customs in this area, if the woman's relics are picked up by a strange man, the man can further sing mountain songs to the woman. Get a woman's heart, so he's weaving a romantic love story.

The younger brother is a young man who has just turned eighteen, but he does not understand what a woman is all about, but because all the colors on the woman's voice, body, clothes, etc., tend to be soft, and his natural curiosity makes him have a fanaticism for young women, and now when he encounters this bouquet of flowers, the owner has naturally become his dream idol.

This child usually loves to play the flute and sing, and now the bright moon and breeze make him excited, and he did not let his brother beat the mountain gate for fear of disturbing the monk's homework. At this time, he couldn't help but sing a mountain song.

Inherited from the Spring and Autumn Period and the Warring States Period, the song of Wu is difficult for the world to understand, probably similar to the "death and life contract" in the Book of Poetry. Say with Zicheng, hold the hand of the son, grow old with the son", or "You kind-hearted girl." Don't forget to bring a handful of flowers in your dreams, because in this world, there are also dreaming men. You can give him flowers in your dreams. ”

In short, the younger brother has a talent for lyrics, and when the breeze gently blows on his face, like a girl's little hand rubbing, he revels and sings: "The soft wind blows my face, I stand in front of your door, waiting for you to open the door, no matter what day it is, I will not be too late." ”

Suddenly, the small corner gate next to the mountain gate opened, and the elder brother hurriedly put away the knife and said, "I'm sorry master, the third watch was disturbed in the middle of the night, hey!" ”

What came out was not the old monk in the temple, but a young man with a thin body, sword eyebrows and starry eyes, and a murderous aura.

The brothers have been hunting since childhood, exercising their beastly instincts, and at the same time showing a vigilant expression, the bloody aura on this strange man's body is too strong, not only has he killed people, but it seems that he has killed many, many people, and his hand is pressed on the hilt of the knife at the same time, and it is a touch of it.

However, the man's expression was very calm, and he didn't have any defense, glanced at the knife in his brother's hand, praised the "good knife", and turned sideways.

Behind him was an old monk dressed in shabby monk's robes, and although he was old but energetic, he also looked at the patterns on the treasure knife and scabbard, and asked, "Is it a child of the Ninth Clan?" ”

The younger brother unexpectedly saw his elder brother and said respectfully: "Yes, from the clan." Dare to ask who this is? ”

The old monk said: "The guests who came from afar, the generals who guarded the country, the real heroes of your generation, have slashed thousands of Tartars. ”

No wonder, the brothers knew that the monk's introduction should be true, and out of the young man's worship of heroes, they showed a look of admiration.

Unexpectedly, the young general said coldly: "I killed the enemy with muskets and artillery, and I am not a hero, but the soldiers who died in battle are heroes." ”

The old monk smiled and asked the brothers, "Are you Mr. Jingnan's son?" ”

The elder brother said, "Shame! The useless brother insulted the ninth surnamed Wu clan. ”

The monk looked embarrassed and said, "Mr. Jing Nan has passed away for a long time. ”

The younger brother stood stunned, not knowing what the family and the old monk had to do, and the elder brother said, "Yes, the master and the ancestor have known each other for many years. ”

"yes, we're still, alas!" The old monk remembered something and didn't speak anymore, and carefully studied the appearance of the brothers by the moonlight.

The elder brother said: "I went to the temple with my late father once four years ago, and I didn't talk to my master. ”

"Hmm." The old monk nodded, covered his thoughts, and said to the young general with praise: "This is a real treasure knife, come, give me the knife." ”

The younger brother hurriedly pulled out his knife and offered it with both hands, and saw the old monk holding the knife in his hand, and waved it slightly, and it was instantly fluttering and overflowing.

The elder brother tried to recall what his father had said about the old monk, but the young general was unmoved, no matter how good the martial arts were, there was no place for them on the battlefield.

The younger brother stroked his palm excitedly, "The master is very clever, and he is very clever." (To be continued!)

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