Chapter 64
Chapter 64
Su Nianqing set off together with Bai Qian and Hong Xiu.It was drizzling that morning, and Shang Zheng stood at the door to see them off.Still walking with the sword behind his back, Shang Zheng's face was full of free and easy nature, while Liu Yan pulled Bai Qian and sighed.Only Hongxiu was standing in the rain holding an umbrella, her expression was a bit dazed, as if she was puzzled by the parting of the people in front of her.After standing there for an unknown amount of time, Liu Yan smiled and waved at Su Nianqing, while Shang Zheng patted Su Nianqing on the shoulder, bowed his head and said something.
Su Nianqing glanced at Hongxiu, then at Shang Zheng who was opposite, and nodded silently.
Embarking on a new journey, Hongxiu is very curious about the new world.After several days of conversation, Su Nianqing knew that the year Hongxiu died was more than 100 years away from the present era.Hundreds of years ago, Hongxiu was still very young, a singer who sang in the dance hall. When she was 17 years old, she met Zhuang Shu who sneaked into the dance hall in the middle of the night.Hongxiu said that she couldn't forget that person's eyes.Those are a pair of resolute and open eyes, even in that turbulent era, people can never forget them.When the border war was raging, Hongxiu hid Zhuang Shu at the risk of being discovered, and healed him with the best medicine. Although they had only been together for a month, they had already secretly fallen in love.Before leaving, Zhuang Shu told her that he would come back to marry her, so she waited and waited until the foreign enemy invaded but did not hear from him.She rejected the pursuit of young talents, the pursuit of rich businessmen, and the invitations of other song and dance clubs, naively thinking that he would keep his promise, until foreigners broke into the town and burned and killed, she was finally unwilling to reconcile Ended his life in pain.When the faces of those strange men flooded into the room, Hong Xiu stabbed himself in the throat with the hairpin he gave him.Blood was sprayed on the ground, the wound was fissuring and covered with maggots, and it was a hundred years later when he opened his eyes again.She still remembers the man named Zhuang Shu, even though she has waited for two years, ten years, 50 years, 100 years, even though she has changed from a girl to a bone, she still remembers him.Maybe Liu Yan is right, the word love is always harmful.But then again, if there was no such unforgettable pain, how could this transformation come about?
"If I could choose, I'd rather he come back to see me. Even if he has a new sweetheart, as long as he tells me, I won't be entangled."
"Actually, I probably shouldn't have believed him."
As the sun sets, Hongxiu sits on the back of a brown horse, and his body changes up and down as the horse jolts.She was wearing a black cloak, and the wide cloak wrapped her tightly, leaving only a pair of blood-red eyes.When speaking, a strange breath flowed from his mouth, like chewing a piece of dry bacon.When talking about the man named Zhuang Shu, the chaotic memories also became clear, as if there were endless things to say, and he felt quite boring while talking, so he was silent for a moment, and then fell silent again.
"Have you ever thought that even if you do find him, he won't be the same person for more than 100 years?" Su Nianqing asked after thinking about it.
Hongxiu froze for a moment, she turned her head, "I didn't think I would find his real life, I just want to know where he went after he promised. I want to know what he was doing when I died ?”
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In Hongxiu's memory, Zhuang Shu once told her that his hometown is in Guxiang County in the east.It is a place with simple folk customs. There are about 100 or [-] villages, large or small, with as many as a hundred families and as few as dozens of families. It was once an important storage place for grain and grass.Due to its proximity to the border, many wars have taken place here.Based on Hongxiu's description, Su Nianqing led her and Bai Qian to sneak into the county government office, looking for county records from more than [-] years ago.In the county annals, there was no man named Zhuang Shu. Later, Bai Qian suggested that it is better to go to each village to look up the previous annals, and there might be new clues.
Su Nianqing and his party stayed in various villages in Guxiang County for half a month.The dilapidated county chronicles recorded all kinds of deeds, but there was no trace of Zhuang Shu.In the dead of night, Su Nianqing and Hong Xiu were walking on the side of the road. Under the faint moonlight, the loss in Hong Xiu's eyes could be clearly seen.Bai Qian quietly followed the two of them, her hands trembling after flipping through the county annals countless times.
"Let's go to another village tomorrow. After all, it will take some effort after hundreds of years." Su Nianqing comforted Hongxiu after thinking for a long time.
Hongxiu smiled and stretched out her hands. Under the moonlight, her hands glowed with a warm yellow light.
"You said, did I sleep for too long, so I forgot everything about him?"
Su Nianqing was speechless.She only knew that she had to try her best to find that person, but she didn't know what to say to Hongxiu.Maybe Zhuang Shu lied to her from the very beginning, or maybe the hometown he talked about was just a random and irrelevant foothold, but she couldn't bear to analyze these one by one to her.It was Bai Qian who was behind him who suddenly said, "No matter what, you have to keep looking, don't you?"
Yes, condensed in Hongxiu's chest, apart from the deep love for Zhuang Shu, there is also an indelible sorrow and hatred.The hairpin pierced not only her throat, but also her heart that sank into the ice cellar.She opened her eyes again a hundred years later, just to wake up and find him, and ask him if he still remembers the singer named Hongxiu.
Hong Xiu tidied up his cloak, and silently walked across the field surrounded by trees.Su Nianqing paused, stopped and walked side by side with Bai Qian.None of them spoke until the moon was sinking and the sun climbed up the hillside silently.The morning wind was a bit cool, and the chilling wind penetrated into the body.Bai Qian staggered and sneezed.
"That place is so strange..." Bai Qian covered her red nose, but her eyes were looking at the green hills surrounded by mist.
"how?"
Su Nianqing looked in the direction she pointed and saw several rolling green hills.Su Nianqing's eyesight is very good, she can see the old tombstones halfway up the mountain.As if sensing something, Hongxiu stopped and stared there.
The three of them walked for another half an hour, and saw only a dilapidated thatched cottage at the narrow entrance of the village.Although the footsteps were extremely light, the people in the room were still startled. With a sound of "squeak", an old figure appeared in front of several people.The old man narrowed his eyes and looked at a few people for a long time, then asked in a dry voice, "A few girls are from other places, don't you know what's going on in our village?"
Bai Qian smiled and said, "Old man, I'm really sorry to disturb you so early in the morning. I have an older sister whose family used to live here and was forced to separate. We came back here to find relatives!"
The old man pondered, "Miss, what do you mean, your sister's relatives are from our Xuzi Village?"
It turned out that this village was called Xuzi Village.Bai Qian frowned in embarrassment, a little bit lost amidst hesitation.
"Come from afar, you might as well sit at home, I think you are all young girls, if you want to find relatives, please tell me, maybe I can help you find him."
The old man, surnamed Wu, is over 50 years old this year and lives alone in this small house in the village.Speaking of Zhuang Shu, the old man's face was blank. "I have lived here for more than 50 years. I have been here since I was born. I have never heard of this person. I'm afraid, girl, the relatives you are looking for have not stayed here."
Hong Xiu lowered his head, and the cap of the cloak was tilted, revealing his pale chin. "It doesn't matter, he will be found," she said.
The old man gave an uneasy "um" a few times, not sure if it was pity or something else.He carefully rubbed the yellow wooden table, "Apart from the name, are there any outstanding features of your relatives? I can ask you in other villages for you."
Hong Xiu thought for a while and said, "On his right arm, there is a flying eagle engraved."
The old man's expression changed, "Your girl, are you sure it's the right arm?"
"Yes." Hongxiu nodded, "He told me that it was a mark."
The old man looked at her suspiciously, "He? Did the girl see it with her own eyes?"
Bai Qian helped her out, "It's my sister's father, he said that there is a flying eagle on Zhuang Shu's right arm, do you know any clues?"
The old man shook his head and sighed again, "Do you know whose tombstone is on the opposite hillside?"
"I don't know, is there a story?" Bai Qian asked.
"More than 100 years ago, there were several tragic wars here, and the elderly and children in the village were not spared. In order to protect their homes, the young men of the village formed an organization. Some of the people in it were farming, and some were The teachers and some enthusiastic people who stayed here mobilized the villagers to fight against the army of Lu State for more than ten years. Each of them had a black flying eagle engraved on their right arm, so the local people, They also directly called them 'Flying Eagles'. In the last battle, they retreated steadily due to lack of strength, and then the entire army was wiped out, and the entire village died, and they fled and could never return to the past."
"My ancestors received the favor of these people. He said that these good men should not die in vain, so he came back secretly, collected their bodies, set up tombstones for them, and asked us to guard this place from generation to generation. They are forgotten, and they are afraid that they will be alone here."
The old man stood up, took a few steps, and took out a yellowed booklet from a small basket next to the stove. He shook the dust on it and flipped through it with his saliva-stained fingers. "There are a lot of people who don't even have names, and some corpses are incomplete, alas..."
Su Nianqing heard Hong Xiu say in a trembling voice, "There is a scar on his back."
The old man looked at her, "The ancestors didn't know his name, they only called him General 'Splendid', because he had a brocade handkerchief in his arms, which should be very important to him, so they sent it to the tomb together."
Hongxiu took the book, and the distant and unfamiliar words seemed to strike her back to her original shape.Bai Qian took it and read it to her in a low voice, Hong Xiu's eyes widened, and she suddenly grabbed her hand.
"How could he die before me?"
Perhaps compared to being forgotten and betrayed, such a truth is even more unacceptable.
Hong Xiu found Zhuang Shu's tombstone in a grave.She re-engraved his name and embroidered an identical brocade handkerchief.On the edge of the deserted village, a new thatched house was erected, with a few chickens raised in the yard, and a few flowers scattered in the corner.Strange women in black cloaks sometimes sit in front of the tombstone for a whole day.She said that the old man surnamed Wu would grow old, but she would not.He won't grow old, he won't die, and he won't step into reincarnation, so it's better to stay here with him.The past has passed, but she doesn't want to go to the future, there is no place for her.She said that she would practice hard because she still remembered that she was once a human being.
"Do you think it makes sense for Hongxiu to do this?" Bai Qian looked up and saw the silent green hills in the distance.
Su Nianqing didn't look back, she just pursed her lips, suppressing the turbulent emotions in her heart.She didn't know what to say, so she only kept silent for a short time, and then said in a low voice, "It's going to rain, hurry up and go."
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