Rebirth of Beigu Sirius

"Could it be, Brother Bai?"

In just a few words, the person he was referring to was very clear, the remaining drunkenness on the wine table suddenly dissipated, and Yun Zhuo was about to get up while supporting the stool, dizzy for a while.

The young man in Tsing Yi with an elegant smile in Luoyang City, the benevolent chivalrous man who hoes the strong and helps the weak in the dark...

The self who lost half his life, the brother-in-law picked up from the snow and ice, the person who gave him the hope of returning to the rivers and lakes when he was most helpless and almost committed suicide...

How could he be the same person as the villain who stole the token and murdered Brother Li?

... Impossible, impossible!

Staggering two steps, Yun Zhuo walked in front of Situ Lin in a daze, clutching his sleeves tightly with both hands, and persistently asked: "Then, the letter can say, why did this person steal the token of return."

Situ Lin nodded and sighed: "According to what Xiaoxun said, this person is a friend of the wolf demon Cangzhuo back then. He was resentful because of Jiu Miao's seal of Cangzhuo, and he deliberately planned to steal the token and left that letter to lie to me." Brother, go to Guili Lake."

... Mu Sheng, is Cang Zhuo's friend?

how come? !

Every word was in his ears, thinking of the relationship between the gentle young man and his mother-killing enemy, Yun Zhuo still couldn't believe it.

After a moment of silence, he murmured: "At that time, it was clear, it was brother Li who took the blame for my second brother... Since he wanted to harm brother Li, why bother..."

"Yun Zhuo."

Situ Lin shook his head: "Don't think people's hearts are too simple... Although it is true to have revenge and revenge, if this person doesn't care about death from the beginning, who is it?"

Yun Zhuo looked up: "...what do you mean?"

Situ Lin said: "Everyone knows that Young Master Chengye and Bai Zejun have a very good friendship. With your second brother's safety in mind, you lure my senior brother to go rescue them, and then wait for the opportunity to let the ghost energy leak. At that time, the two of you will either die or be injured..."

After a pause, he continued: "If you're lucky, you can kill Jiu Miao's intended next sect master on the spot. If you're unlucky, you can seriously injure my senior brother and greatly dampen Jiu Miao's vitality... No matter what, the purpose of revenge is everything. It's reached!"

Is that the case?

Mu Sheng has always had an uncontested temper, and he would actually do so in order to take revenge on the sect that sealed Cangzhuo...

After thinking about it again and again, I still can't imagine it, Yun Zhuo's voice was low, and her steps staggered backwards: "No, I still don't believe it!"

Situ Lin sighed: "Oh, I know he is your savior, and no one can accept the news now... But Yunzhuo, Yunya Palace and that person are neither relatives nor relatives, and there is no grudge between them, even if you think about it... Wouldn't it be wrong to deliberately wrong a good person?"

That's right, Yunya would not wrong others for no reason, but with Bai Musheng's temperament, how could he do such a vicious act, hurting people and killing them? !

The mind became more and more confused, but when the dangling body finally touched the wall, Yun Zhuo's eyes flashed with clarity.

——No, not right!

He stepped forward in two steps, grabbed Situ Lin's sleeve like a life-saving straw, and said word by word: "Brother Lin, this is wrong! When the ghost energy dissipated, Brother Bai and I were clearly in Luoyang City!"

"Luoyang City?"

Perhaps because he remembered the unfinished promise back then, Situ Lin raised his eyes, his expression slightly stagnant.

He paused and said: "Even if the token can be stolen in advance, no matter Luoyang City or Tianshan Mountain, the distance from Guili Lake is not too close. When you come and go, you have to worry about the wives and children who accompany you. It is almost impossible to steal the token from the place where the ancestors sealed it!"

After pondering for a moment, he continued: "Also, when you were in the student's room, didn't you tease me that I smell like a fox when I came back from the Eastern Capital? Brother Bai's furniture is owned by a fox fairy, and that's what he left."

Every word caught his ears, Situ Lin pondered for a moment, looked at him and frowned: "Are you serious?"

Yun Zhuo raised two fingers, pointing at the sky and the earth: "If there are false words, the sky will be struck by thunder."

The person in front of him looked extremely solemn, and he also thought that the Bai family was the benefactor who saved his friend's life.Situ Lin didn't know what to say for a while.

After a moment of silence, as if thinking, he clenched his fists and made up his mind and said: "Well, you go back to Jiumiao with me first, and let's inquire about the situation before making a decision!"

After finishing speaking, he took out the silver from his pocket and put it on the table where the cups and cups were lying, and grabbed the man and walked out the door.

When the dew is deeper, the night is as cool as water.

The northernmost student room of Jiu Miao was quiet, and there were two people lying side by side on the small bamboo bed. At first glance, although it looked exactly the same as the night they had a smile together three years ago, their mood was no longer there.

Situ Lin beside him was breathing heavily, but Yun Zhuo was tossing and turning, unable to sleep no matter what.

After the two came back, all the disciples of Jiumiao who had been questioned by Situ Lin all smiled happily and wished him that the real murderer had been found out and that his vengeance would be avenged.

Yun Zhuo hid in the room because of his identity, and didn't dare to come out to speak, but under the light of the moonlight, he could see the tangled expression on the man's face.

——When he raised his eyes, he hesitated to speak, but when he turned his head, he couldn't say a word.

That's right, on one side is the murderer who may have killed the most respected senior brother, a heinous person whom he has pursued for many years but cannot find;

Even if what I have seen and heard in Luoyang is true, but how can the empty words of a notorious person stop the overwhelming population?

"Ugh……"

Yun Zhuo rose up in his clothes, the paper window facing him was half open, and the bleak moonlight shone obliquely on the room, making it unbearably cold.

You, didn't you just want to see brother Lin's injury, and didn't want him to get angry about it?

But now?

Knowing the contradiction, he sighed in a low voice.

If brother Ruolin really went to Tianshan together with him in the future, don't care what the result would be, I'm afraid he would be described by those little disciples of Jiu Miao as "the one who protects and kills the sinners of the big brother".

When the "true culprit" who worked so hard to investigate for so many years was finally caught, he ignored the death of his brother and defended others together with the sinner who killed his father and brother. ...

What's more, I was the only benevolent person in Tianshan's family, brother Lin was not related to them, and he was a disciple of Jiu Miao, so he shouldn't have disturbed this muddy water...

Back then, he suffered injustice in the matter of returning to Litan, which has already made him unable to explain, but now, how can he let Jiang Wei and other villains catch him again?

"Brother Rin..."

Quietly turning around, Yun Zhuo saw Situ Lin behind him sleeping soundly, the moonlight shining on his face, pale and cold.But I don't know if it's my own illusion, but I feel that the time I haven't seen this year seems like a lifetime away, and that person is much more haggard than the previous romantic appearance.

For a moment, it was as if he had returned to the disciple's room back then.There were papers lying on the floor, wine was all over the floor, and one of them was haggard, his heart was slumped, and his attitude of wanting to say nothing made his heart feel like a knife...

Now, how can I let Brother Rin like that appear again because of me?

He turned his head away and finally made up his mind.

——This trip to the Tianshan Mountains with an unknown future, let’s go alone...

The moonlight outside the window was half-dimmed, Yun Zhuo put on a robe with Yinhui, carefully put away the little luggage, carried it on his shoulders, and quietly pushed open the door.

"I hope this year, I can still go to your appointment in Luoyang as scheduled."

When he lifted his foot to go out, he didn't have the courage to look back at the person who had left without telling him. Only one person could hear the low voice.

Unexpectedly, when he returned to Tianshan a few days later, it was already too late.

The eyes are full of snow and blood.The door of the original simple but cozy Guanxue Xiaoju was wide open, and the cold wind frenziedly broke the paper windows of the window lattices and entered the hall. On the mud wall and rubble, there were deep sword marks.

pat-

The luggage in Yun Zhuo's hand fell to the ground, and a piece of cold white foam splashed on the snow that was about to be covered by the messy footprints.

This year's winter is not as cold as last year's, but for some reason, he actually felt the wind and snow whistling past his ears be ten times colder than when he passed out in the snow last year.

"Brother Bai! Weihan! Sister Lan!"

When he entered the house in a daze, there was no trace of the old man in the mess.

"Am I finally late..."

Thinking of the news from various parties heard along the way, even though he suppressed his emotions and pretended not to believe it, it has now been confirmed one by one.His knees gave way and he knelt down on the ground.

"Yun, Yun... Young Master?"

Unexpectedly, when his expression was in a trance, under the collapsed door panel in the side room, a woman's low voice suddenly came out.

"……Who?!"

The sound was like mosquitoes and flies, and Yun Zhuo's ears were still like thunder. Realizing that there was still life left, he hurriedly crawled two steps and opened the door panel.

——Bai Lan, whose face was full of dust, lay weakly on the ground, her hair was congealed into pieces by blood stains, the space between her seven orifices was dry and dark brown, and a broken sword was stuck in her abdomen, her chest rose and fell so weakly that she almost couldn't see it, It was as if he had exhausted all his strength just by breathing in and out.

"Lan, Mrs. Lan?!"

Realizing who that man was, his eyes widened.

...The young woman with graceful eyebrows and gentle eyes before, but she hadn't seen her for more than ten days, how could she become such an unrecognizable state! ?

With trembling hands, Yun Zhuo caressed the woman's blood-stained sleeves, a sudden gust of wind blew from the back of her neck, and she shivered from the cold.

"Yun, son..."

Seeing her old friend in front of her, Bai Lan seemed to have grasped at straws, her chaotic eyes finally regained a gleam of light, her lips and teeth opened and closed with difficulty, and blood dripped from the corner of her mouth.

"Master Yun...help...my son...life..."

"You mean Weihan?"

Hearing that the eccentric Tuanzi was probably in danger, Yun Zhuo grabbed the woman's right hand: "Sister-in-law Lan! Weihan, Weihan and Brother Bai...where are they?"

"Luling... Cloud... Cliff Palace..."

Bai Lan shook her head, rubbing blood on her cheeks on the gravel on the ground, but her voice became lower and lower: "Palace Master Lu...in seven days...execution..."

"What did you say?!"

Dazed for a moment, he finally realized what those words meant, and Yun Zhuo was startled: "Brother Bai and Weihan were taken to Yunya Palace? Will they be executed in seven days?"

Bai Lan nodded, but the strength in holding Yun Zhuo's right hand suddenly increased, but because the fingernails were all broken, blood was oozing from the fingertips of the five fingers.

"As a concubine... I know my fate is not long... but I beg Mr. Yun... to save... my son's life."

"Sister Lan!"

The weak girl in front of her was too weak to speak a complete sentence, but her hands seemed to have exhausted the greatest strength in her life. Seeing that white marks were pinched out on her fingers, Yun Zhuo's heart froze, and there was dampness in the corners of her eyes.

He shook his head and said anxiously: "Don't say such depressing words, wait for me, wait for me to heal your wounds...then, go save Brother Bai and Weihan."

pat-

However, before the lingering sound fell, what answered him was the hand with clearly identifiable bruised veins that fell to the ground.

"Sister-in-law Lan? Sister-in-law Lan!"

The trembling outstretched hand was suddenly released, and Yun Zhuo hurriedly stretched forward again, trying to hold back the woman's right hand, but all five fingers trembled uncontrollably, and they rubbed in the dust for a long time. He touched Bai Lan's blood-stained wrist again.

The woman's hands are not soft, and there are still calluses between the knuckles due to years of hard work, but the original warm heat has long since disappeared, and the fingertips can reach all cold dead.

"No, how could it be so, how could it be so..."

As if being pricked by a needle, he withdrew his hand, and there were five blood marks between his outstretched fingers, which were about to drip and were extremely glaring.

"...Dead, dead?"

The woman whose voice is always soft, the woman who advises him not to belittle himself, the woman who will always smile and say "stop arguing" no matter how much noise he and Wei Han make...

That's it, dead?

Yun Zhuo turned his head in a daze, the coarse cloth door curtain in the small kitchen next to the main hall fluttered in a mess, and was already stained with blood so that he couldn't tell its color.

Ridiculous?Less than half a month ago, Yan Yan was still laughing and talking there, and the alcohol of kumiss and the aroma of roasted lamb wafted out...

crackling—

A gust of wind suddenly hit, and the door that had been opened wide was finally overwhelmed and fell to the ground slumped.

The snow all over the sky suddenly came through the window again, just like the winter a year ago.

Only this time, Guan Xuejuli left him alone.

After an unknown amount of time, Yun Zhuo took a deep breath, drew out the sword with his right hand, and cut blood on his left palm.The pain made people gasp, but he let the winter wind blow through his nostrils with ice balls.

——If I remember correctly, it was written in the organ's fragments that the monster's blood was used to sharpen the organ's beast seal and serve as its future power source, which might greatly increase its power and make it invincible.It's just that this method is one of the forbidden techniques, it is vicious and crazy, and it also harms others and oneself, and when the demon blood is burned out, it will be the end of life.

Originally, although he was unruly, he was also well-educated in etiquette and righteousness, and never thought that there would be a day when he would be exposed to forbidden techniques.

But now there are mistakes, fate makes people fool, and shocking changes continue one after another.So far, the old man has suffered the hardship of life and death. In order to repay the kindness of saving him in the snow and regain the help of martial arts, why not ignore this life? !

As the blood dripped down, he clenched his five fingers into fists, his knuckles turned white, his eyes were bloodshot, and he said word by word: "Killing innocent people regardless of right and wrong. Yunya Palace, I want you to pay in blood!" ..."

Three days later, a fire broke out in the Tianshan Mountains.

The fire did not destroy any plants or trees, but burned the original Guanxue Xiaoju beyond recognition.

The white-haired boy in black clothes looked at the sea of ​​flames in front of him, his eyes were filled with mournful silence.

The blue bird rested his shoulders, and the white wolf was at his side. Behind him was a small bag of soil, and the wooden signboard was covered with thin snow, so the name and surname written on it could not be distinguished.

The bloodstains of the past have been gradually covered up by the continuous days of wind and snow, just like the warm scene of a year in this small house, they were finally wiped away by the misfortune.

Yun Zhuo helped Jinmei at the neckline, and the thin embroidery thread bulged and hurt her index finger.

He vaguely remembered that this clothes was a gift from Bai Musheng.

It is rumored that Chen Chen, a master of thousands of machines, likes to wear black clothes. Firstly, he is not easy to get dirty by the black clothes, and secondly, he looks serious... My brother has cultivated mechanism skills, and now I will give you a golden plum black robe. With the strength of the predecessors, one is worth a hundred, and ten thousand men are invincible.

The elegant young man once said so to him.

"It's just that I don't want to, today I pray that one is worth a hundred, and ten thousand men are invincible. It is actually worth this reason."

He put his right hand on his waist without any surprises, took one last look at the fire, and finally turned and left without hesitation.

"Going to Yunya, I will live up to my life and save the lives of you and your youngest son..."

In the vast sea of ​​white flames, the unbearably burning beams of Guanxueju fell down with a bang, and the clouds in the sky curled up scarlet like weeping blood. Gone away in the wind.