Hearing this, Sakuratake's expression changed from curiosity to embarrassment, from admiration to consternation.

Finally, both eyebrows are twisted into twists.

As the narrator of the story, Sakuratake Shiyaro only sighed at Xia Feng for the first half of his legendary life, but he didn't know that what Xia Feng really sighed about was.

The world is just too small.

....

With the last glass of wine in his stomach, Sakuratake Shiyoro resealed the jar.

"Okay, it's not early, let's talk about this today."

"Wait a minute."

Xia Feng's expression was a little complicated, because according to Sakuratake Juyaro's story, he also remembered something.

For example, when he was in Longmen, when he faced those Eastern Assassins sent by Frey to assassinate him, Xiao Ye, who came to support, recognized the cherry blossom knife of one of them.

For example, at Victoria's swordsmanship competition, when Xiao Ye defeated Dong Fu, the other party showed quite high respect.

At this moment, those details that he didn't pay attention to in the past are connected with what Sakuratake Shiyoro told to form a complete story line.

Sakuratake Ten Nights and Xiao Yunye.

The first swordsman of the Yan Kingdom and the first swordsman of the Eastern Kingdom.

Their bond began dozens of years ago, until now.

....

Sakuratake Shiyalang's honesty about the past moved Xia Feng very much, which also proved that the old man had nothing to hide and let go of the obsession in his heart.

In this case, as a listener, he also wants to be honest about something, even if it is insignificant to Sakuratake Shiyoro at this moment.

...

The flames in the stove were already faint, and only the lanterns were dispelling the darkness in the courtyard.

In the faint light, Xia Feng stood up.

"Tenth Master, I want to show you something."

"Oh? What is it? ”

"Wait a minute."

With that, Xia Feng walked out of the pergola and stood in the middle of the courtyard.

Taking a deep breath, he adjusted his body, which had been weak since his serious injury, and then, he leaned over slightly and placed his right hand on the hilt of the Shenyue Knife at his waist.

This look doesn't look anything special, it's just an ordinary sword drawing.

However, seeing this starting move, Sakuratake Shiyoro, who was still a little inexplicable just now, was stunned for a moment.

"Ding!"

The soft sound of the Shenyue Sword came out.

Xia Feng's movements were slow, so slow that even if the light was dim at night, others could still see every detail of his movements.

Of course, he couldn't do it as fast as he could, because the internal wound in his chest hadn't healed yet, and he could only deduce the classic moves that he had honed countless times in his mind like a decomposition action.

Taking three steps forward, his expression was very serious, and every movement was rigorous.

The blade of the Shenyue knife slashed horizontally, once, twice, three times.

The first knife seems mediocre, but the second knife is exactly the same angle as the first, without a trace of error, and the third knife is the same.

This trick is not about power, but about form.

The knife is coming, and the point is harvested, which seems to be like autumn wind and falling leaves, but in fact it is like a storm.

This set of actions is what Xiao Ye once taught him, one of the twelve sword skills of Qingyunmen, sad autumn and rain.

....

Looking at Xia Feng's figure, Sakuratake Shiyoro's pupils gradually began to flicker.

Decades passed like a white horse, and the person who had defeated him with the same move gradually emerged in his mind.

"This ..... This sword technique is ......."

Xia Feng finished dancing the last movement and gently withdrew the Shenyue Knife.

Then, he turned to Sakuratake and smiled at Sakuratake Juyoro.

"I think you should be familiar with it, the name of this trick is Sadness and Autumn Rain, and it was taught to me by a friend of mine."

"Friends?"

"Well, his name is, Xiao Yunye."

Hearing this name, Sakuratake Shiyaro's old face was stunned for a moment, and soon, a touch of relief appeared, and he smiled.

"Oh, it turns out that he is still alive."

....

Not an elder, not a master, Xia Feng is only a friend to the former No. 1 Sword Saint of the Yan Kingdom.

It's not that he doesn't know the sky, on the contrary, this is the real relationship between him and Xiao Ye.

On the night of the original Hundred Ghost Street, Xiao Yunye took Xina to complete the agreement passed down by the Xiao family's ancestors, and finally found the Styx.

It should have been a joy to complete an epic quest spanning hundreds of years.

However, with the last sentence of "Ah Ye, goodbye" that Hina finally said, Xia Feng saw the loneliness of that back.

It was his invitation on behalf of the Black Feather Barbecue Restaurant that gave Xiao Yunye's remaining life a new beginning and the meaning of continuing to exist.

....

Obviously, Sakuratake Shiyalang did not regard Xiao Yunye as an enemy, nor as an old enemy, but as a milestone that could not be crossed in his life.

In his words, even if Xiao Yunye appeared in front of him now, he would smile with relief and invite this old friend who didn't know each other to drink a pot of old wine.

It's just that Xia Feng noticed a detail in addition to being free and easy.

That is, when Sakuratake Shiyaro learned the news that Xiao Ye was still alive, in addition to being relieved and relieved, a trace of worry flashed in his eyes.

Judging from what I have learned so far, Xia Feng doesn't know what it means.

Perhaps, the truth will not be known until the next story, that is, why Sakuratake Juyoro abandoned the identity of the Sakuratake family and lived in seclusion alone on the south coast of Nishikawa.

...

...

As the night wore on, the pastoral dinner was over.

"You're welcome, you two can stay tonight."

"Okay."

He and the bagpipes were not polite, and spent the night at Sakuratake's house.

Although the old man's house is not small, the layout is very simple, to put it bluntly, it is a Tianzi grid.

The front two squares are the living room and kitchen, and the back two are bedrooms, and to be honest, it is enough for a person who lives alone to have two bedrooms in their home.

The life of seclusion is naturally simple, and the quality of life required at such a moment is simple, in any case, it is much better than sleeping in the wilderness.

"I'll sleep first, and you can use the room next to it as you like."

"Well, good night, Tenth Master."

People tend to be sleepy when they get older, and after a few brief words with them, Sakuratake Toyoro went into his bedroom and went to sleep.

Feng Bao had fallen asleep in the courtyard, so the other bedroom naturally belonged to him and the bagpipes.

....

The room is a standard Oriental folk style, to put it bluntly, there is no bed, sleeping directly on the floor, and the wooden planks of the compartment are very thin.

This is not the first time that bagpipes and Xia Feng have slept in the same room, they have slept in the hotel before, but it was two beds.

Of course, the bagpipes with a big grin don't care about this kind of "subsection", she is not so pretentious as a soldier, but since she was hugged by Xia Feng last night, a switch on her body seems to have been triggered.

She used to be generous and free, but now she can't help but care about some strange things.

"Hey, you.... Do you sleep here too. ”

Xia Feng looked confused.

"Or else?"

"Otherwise, you might as well go to the yard and sleep with Fengbao in your arms."

"Huh? Why? ”

At this moment, they are in this enclosed space, the surroundings are unusually quiet, and the subtle voices of the two of them are also a little hollow.

At first, Xia Feng didn't care about it, but when he heard the bagpipes say this, he seemed to notice that the atmosphere was gradually becoming more subtle.

-- Silence --

In the dark, Xia Feng suddenly said with a smile.

"Bagpipes, you're blushing."

"Ahh

The bagpipes subconsciously covered her face with her hands, and then she realized how it was possible for Xia Feng to see her face clearly in such a dark environment.

"Looking for a fight!"

"Hey, hey."

Dragged over the wooden pillow, Xia Feng directly lay down with a big grin.

"Eldest sister, you are the eldest daughter of Huanghua, and I am also a handsome guy who has never been in a match, we are half a catty and eight taels, your worries are superfluous."

"Which.... If you have any concerns, don't talk nonsense. ”

Summer Breeze continued to speak.

"Besides, in my current state, if anything discordant happens, you must have the absolute right to speak."

...

It's true, although the bagpipes are women, but her strength is placed here.

If she goes berserk, it is estimated that the house that Sakuratake Shiyaro worked so hard to build can be demolished.

Xia Feng took the initiative to move his body towards the wall.

"Alright, Miss Bagpipes, don't think so much, we're a team now, go to sleep, good night."

The bagpipes pursed their lips in the dark.

In the end, she set up a pillow and lay down, unlike Xia Feng, she did not deliberately stay so far away from the other party, but slept in the middle position.

"Late.... Good night. ”