Rebirth of Beigu Sirius

Brother Lin, do you already have someone you like?

The moderate voice echoed in the pavilion, but it reached Yun Zhuo's ears very clearly.Already drowsy, he felt a sudden "thump" in his heart.

A gust of slightly cold wind blows towards his face, mixed with the fine coolness of late autumn and early winter, extinguishing the slight heat on his cheeks that was caused by drunkenness or anticipation.

Tsk, Yunzhuo, Yunzhuo, what are you dreaming these days?

Do you hope that you admire Brother Lin, who has been admiring you for more than ten years, and have no desires or desires until you can only be friends with you, or do you hope that he will not like good girls and go against you?

It's better to move this crooked mind first, but I still have to hold some hope and try to test it.

How is it now? After much tossing and tossing, I got such an answer, but I am finally satisfied?

The sense of loss that was confirmed by his self-proclaimed passion enveloped his whole body in an instant, Yun Zhuo's breath choked, and he almost blurted out the question about who the "favorite person" is.

But at the end, the words rushing into the throat were finally suppressed.

Who else could it be?Anyway, since others can admit it so generously, that person is probably a girl, not you...

With a low voice, his tone was indescribably embarrassed: "Then, did you tell her clearly?"

Situ Lin sighed: "It didn't come in time, the yin and yang have been separated."

Yun Zhuo was startled when he heard the words, and wondered, "What do you mean?"

"At that time, when we were young, we always thought that each other had inexhaustible time, and we could wait for me to progress step by step, and the water would flow forever."

Situ Lin still lowered his head, as if he was talking about a distant memory, Yun Zhuo couldn't see the expression between his eyebrows, but could only feel a little sadness in that tone.

The man took a deep breath, and said slowly: "Who knows, the two of us have many fates. During the time of hesitating and not saying anything, there are already changes, and life and death are gone."

What?Life or death?

Yun Zhuo's heart was already heavy, but at this moment it became tense again, and he didn't know what to say in a trance.

I thought that my hopeless and absurd crush on the person in front of me was miserable enough, but it turned out that even the person I admired was no longer alive.

He couldn't get what he wanted from Situ Lin, but that man was forever separated from the person he liked...

Which is worse, no one can say.

The atmosphere in the pavilion was heavy, Yun Zhuo frowned, and was trying to find some words to talk to his "difficult brother", but suddenly remembered something.

That day, in the illusion, when Situ Lin saw Dan Zhu who vowed to find out the cause of Qing Luo's death, did he have something to say...

Yun Zhuo thought: "Could it be that the love you mentioned in the illusion, that you can't get over the hurdle in your heart if you can't find out the cause of death, is this..."

Situ Lin looked up at him and nodded solemnly.

"Well, that's it."

After hearing these clues, Yun Zhuo suddenly realized.

——I once met Situ Lin once, but in the end, Yin and Yang were separated, and the cause of death was unknown. Isn't his senior brother Liche the only one left?

Therefore, this person is also a broken sleeve like himself.What's more, is it still a broken sleeve that you have no intention of, can't find it, and somehow missed it?

It's not been a year or two since he claimed to be open-minded and cheerful, and now his heart is lost, and Yun Zhuo is not as depressed as some boudoir and resentful woman.After thinking about it for a while, after he made a conclusion about his love affair that ended without a cause, he began to feel sorry for the even more miserable brother next to him.So I suddenly thought of a three-point self-righteous Qingming in my heart, but I was in a hurry to comfort others.

He put down his cup and patted the man's shoulder, comforting him, "I never thought you would have such feelings for Brother Li. But don't get too caught up in it. What we've been investigating recently is returning that year to Li Tan. Are you going to unravel the cocoon bit by bit? Brother Li won’t die for no apparent reason!”

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Situ Lin's originally slightly expectant expression suddenly turned surprised, looking at the pretendingly open-minded person in front of him, the fan in his hand fell to the ground.

Under the half-cold sunshine, Yun Zhuo vaguely saw the veins on the man's eyebrows twitching, as if he still had the urge to strangle himself to death.

Situ Lin looked at him, and said word by word: "Who told you that the one I like belongs to my senior brother?"

"Huh? Isn't it? Am I wrong?"

The man's eyes stared at Yun Zhuo's back, and he backed away in a hurry, shrinking his neck and said confidently: "Isn't it? I had a very good relationship with you and died unexpectedly. The cause of death is unknown, isn't it only Brother Li? "

"You, you, you, you! I..."

The person in front of him is serious, but the words that come out of his mouth can make people angry. Situ Lin, who is usually eloquent and slick, feels that he is playing the qin with the cow for a long time, and his breath stagnates fiercely. Almost out of breath.

He stretched out his fingers and scratched back and forth for a long time, but he couldn't hold back a complete sentence after all.

"Hey, think about it!"

Unexpectedly, seeing that his words were choked up, the "culprit" in front of him still didn't know it. He pressed Ben's hand tightly on his shoulders, and said slowly: "The world often says 'the dead should not be chased' , although Brother Li died strangely and aggrievedly, but after all, people cannot be resurrected after death. Brother Lin, you should not indulge too much in the past. You see, we will investigate the matter of returning to Litan together at that time, and we can always give Brother Li an explanation .”

"Okay, okay, got it."

If I continue to listen, I'm afraid I'll spit blood out of anger, Situ Lin immediately didn't want to care about the kindness of others, so he raised his hand to stop Yun Zhuo's chatter.

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Unexpectedly, when the two were in a stalemate, there was a burst of birdsong overhead, and a pigeon landed on the railing beside the pavilion.

The pigeon had black eyes and a red beak, and was covered in black and gray hair. Its small head was looking at them with treachery, its wings were lightly folded, and it was inexplicably cute.

Yun Zhuo was very surprised: "Huh? Pigeons? My family doesn't have such a thing."

Situ Lin was not surprised, he grabbed the obedient little thing, looked at it twice, and realized: "It's not your family, it's Xiao Qi's carrier pigeon."

After finishing speaking, he picked up the pigeon's paw and showed it to him: "Here."

Yun Zhuo looked up, and it turned out that the small gray pigeon's feet were still tied with cloth strips to convey a small bamboo tube - the color of the cloth was dull, the pattern was low-key, and the word "seven" was embroidered on the corner.

What did Xiao Qi send?What happened to Jiu Miao?

Looking at this unexplainably dressed carrier pigeon, and thinking of Situ Lin's mysterious behavior outside the Xianyou Zhai in the past, Yun Zhuo became suspicious.

Unexpectedly, while hesitating, Situ Lin in front of him had already pulled out the note from the bamboo tube, his eyes were swept away, his expression was slightly concentrated, and he pinched a formula with his fingertips, turning it into ashes.

He hurriedly stepped forward and asked with concern: "What's going on in Sichuan?"

"It's not Shuzhong, it's Nanzhao."

Situ Lin shook his head, exhaled a long breath, and said in a deep voice: "A few days ago, the sects of all rivers and lakes cooperated with each other and wiped out the Hall of Yan and Poison."

……what?

Inflammation, poison, palace?

The three words exploded in Yun Zhuo's mind like a thunderbolt, and the teasing atmosphere in the pavilion gradually dissipated. He was stunned for a moment, and the memory he least wanted to recall in his previous life suddenly came to his mind.

Vicious poisonous Gu, unpredictable ghost-faced man, vague evil spells, sharp minions and sharp claws...

On the stone bed, a scimitar gleaming with cold light sliced ​​open his back, and the demon bone was pulled out from it, and as far as his eyes could see, there was only dark red blood dripping down on the ground, gradually becoming dizzy. one slice.

Limbs and bones, as if he could still remember the pain at that time, his heart was pierced to the bone and made his eyes black for a while.

Hall of Inflammation and Poison...

That place that he hated deeply in his previous life, and that he would never forget when he dreamed back in the middle of the night, that place that was entrenched in the southern border, where many heroes were helpless, is now being wiped out like this?

"That place, how did it disappear..."

Yun Zhuo gritted his teeth, trying not to let his voice tremble like his heart.

"This cult offended the imperial court, and the government was furious. They sent out local troops, and united with several great families of immortal families in Jianghu to attack it in one fell swoop."

Situ Lin got up, raised his hand and let the pigeon flutter its wings to the sky, and his outstretched fingers did not close together for a long time.

"I've been waiting for three years. This day, it's time to come..."

He suddenly said these words without beginning or end, then he lifted his clothes and walked down the stone steps in the pavilion, saying: "I'm going to find Second Master Yun."

"Three years? What three years?"

This word caught my ears, Yun Zhuo was a little anxious, and recalled Situ Lin's mysterious words of "closing the net" before Xianyouzhai, and suddenly felt that these two sentences of this person were probably the same as what he had broken through back then. That disaster couldn't be separated, so he wondered, "Why are you looking for my second brother again? Could it be that he is also related to Nanzhao?"

"Not really relevant."

Situ Lin didn't look back: "But there are some things he should know."

"Then, shall I go with you then?"

Not knowing what the other party said, Yun Zhuo got up suspiciously.

"No need."

Situ Lin stopped Yun Zhuo, and said seriously: "You go to Junfengtang and wait, there were some truths back then, it's time to clarify."

...Junfengtang?

But what does the place of worshiping the dead have to do with the truth?

——Unless he wanted to be in front of his father's spiritual seat...

Yun Zhuo was baffled by what he heard, and was about to ask again, but saw the back of Ziyi in front of him involuntarily walking far away towards Youhuang Courtyard, leaving no chance for himself to speak.

"Hey, brother Lin? Brother Lin! Why are you in such a hurry? It's not about reincarnation!"

A good drinking appointment was suddenly interrupted by a disturbance, Yun Zhuo looked back at the mess on the table, and could only complain.

Co-authoring this toss with myself, is it just a waste of time to fetch water from a bamboo basket?

The temptation, it can be considered that the temptation came out, but unfortunately it was not the result that I wanted, and at the end of the day, the man made another haste and left.

Well, in the end, whether it's the table or the empty heart, I still have to clean it up by myself!

He helplessly picked up the crooked empty wine jug, put the two wine glasses into his arms, had no choice but to walk around a bunch of bushes, and followed Situ Lin's words with concern, and walked towards the Junfeng Hall.

In terms of location, the ancestral hall was built at the end of his house to the east. If you walk from the pavilion in an orderly manner, you will have to make some detours.

But at this time, because of the incident just now, the mood was a little low, and the changes were sudden, Yun Zhuo was too lazy to follow the rules and walk the road honestly, so he simply found a small path, and while walking in the mud, he pulled the green trees and grass, and passed by. past.

Although the trail is difficult to walk, it saves time and trouble in the end.It didn't take a moment for him to see the oppressive house that was neither wide nor narrow, and he was about to step back to the main road and walk in, but suddenly saw a blue shadow flashing in front of him.

Thin stature, shoulder-length black hair, softly ringing silver bells...

...Bai Xiao?

Realizing who that person was, Yun Zhuo's eyes froze.But seeing the boy stopped at the entrance of Junfengtang and looked around furtively, seeing that there was no one around, he finally stepped in.

...What is this kid doing in the ancestral hall of the Yun family?

He frowned, only feeling confused and confused again.

——Whether it's Situ Lin or Bai Xiao, each of them really has a lot of secrets, so they won't let him live in peace.

After waiting for a while, the man still didn't come out. Yun Zhuo was full of doubts, but the more he thought about it, the more he realized that others would not wander around the ancestral hall of his family. One of them couldn't hold back, pushed aside the short tree beside him and walked onto the main road, quietly moved to The entrance of Junfengtang.

When I looked in, the cyan figure was kneeling between the dark spiritual seats, and his expression changed from the usual leisurely one.

The newly burned sacrificial incense floated faint white smoke, coiled up to the roof.The boy on the cushion looked sad, and was kowtowing to a certain spiritual seat in the side niche.

While bowing his head and raising his head, he knocked every time very deeply and heavily, and after a while, his forehead was bruised, as if the worshiper was worth his life's effort.

Hiss... Isn't this kid from Miaojiang?Why is there still something to do with the Yun family?

Yun Zhuo squeezed a little cold sweat in the palm of his hand, aching for him.He squinted his eyes in doubt, and when he looked closely, he realized that the direction Bai Xiao was facing seemed to be quite close to the absurd signboard he saw a few days ago.

... Conscience of heaven and earth, don't you come to pay homage to me?

After thinking this, his eyes froze.The cold wind whistling outside the ancestral hall made people shrink back.

After a while, Bai Xiao in the hall finally kowtowed his head for the last time, and slowly straightened up: "...I don't know, now that fate has twists and turns, I will see you again in this way."

The young man took out something from his pocket, and respectfully placed it in front of the niche.

——It was a snow-white ice silk tassel inlaid with gold thread. Although it looked expensive, it seemed that it was slightly yellowed due to many years of twists and turns.

And seeing that thing at a glance, Yun Zhuo's eyes were about to burst, and he was frozen in place as if struck by lightning.

"Thanks to your life to save me back then, I was able to live in Miaojiang and survive until now."

The young man looking at the spiritual seat had blood dripping from his forehead and tears from the corners of his eyes, and he choked up and said, "Brother Qianxuan, I finally returned this thing to you on behalf of my father."

Brother Qianxuan?

The familiar three-character title is as heavy as a thousand catties at this moment, and it finally confirmed all the conjectures in Yun Zhuo's heart one by one.

The thin blue figure in the field of vision reunited with the round little dumpling in the memory almost instantly.

Parents who were killed unjustly, the experience of wandering in Miaojiang, eccentric but considerate temperament...

And in Qingshi Town, how to protect the words and deeds of Lord Sirius.

He should know!He should have known!

There was a mess in his head, and Yun Zhuo whispered almost breathlessly: "Weihan! You are, Bai Weihan..."

He didn't remember how he moved his stiff legs and staggered into the house, but he only remembered the deep folds of the fabric on the young man's shoulders with his fingers, with such force that he almost rubbed Bai Xiao into his flesh and blood.

"Rong, Mr. Rong?"

Gu Zi's worship was suddenly interrupted, and Bai Xiao was taken aback.

"I'm not Mr. Rong, I'm Yun Zhuo, Yun Qianxuan."

Yun Zhuo raised his hand to wipe the blood from the young man's forehead, but his trembling fingertips didn't listen at all. He tried three times in a row before finally wiping away the bright red.

Bai Xiao's eyes gradually changed from the initial surprise to disbelief: "Qianxuan, brother?"

Yun Zhuo didn't care about that much at all, looked at the child still showing doubts, and when he was pondering, he choked up every word: "Weihan, the grapes in the garden in the south of Tianshan Mountain are about to ripen, help me, help me pick two grapes." Hang out for a brew..."