【Xue Xiao】Desolate City Crossing

Xiao Xingchen was addicted to A-Qing's cries in his dream, and he didn't understand the fragility and anxiety in these words. He subconsciously wanted to avoid Xue Yang's ambiguous touch, but that hand was so difficult to touch, so in a hurry, he couldn't help it. Somewhat forcefully pushed Xue Yang, turned his head and said with difficulty: "Don't touch me!"

The atmosphere froze for a moment.Xue Yang maintained the posture of being pushed away and did not move.

Surprise, astonishment, tingling pain, all kinds of complex emotions flashed in his dark eyes, Xue Yang's face was almost covered with a layer of ice visible to the naked eye.

Xue Yang pushed the icy surface away by himself, but sweetly raised the corners of his mouth, and leaned down again to get close to the person lying on the couch, his lips were so close that they were about to stick to each other, "What? Did the Taoist priest regret what happened last night?" ?”

It's half ambiguous and half ironic, but it doesn't reveal a trace of pain.

Xiao Xingchen felt like a knife was twisting his heart, he was crying for A-Qing in his dream, and for A-Yang who was hurting in front of his eyes.He trembled and said, "No...I just want to be quiet, I dreamed about A-Qing..."

"Is the Daoist going to suddenly change his face towards me in a dream?"

a dream?

Xiao Xingchen opened his eyes wide.

It was more than just a dream, it was something that actually happened, it was a fresh life that could not be saved, but Xue Yang just regarded it as a light dream?

He suddenly stretched out his arms to support Xue Yang, who was oppressing him, looked into those dark and bottomless eyes, and couldn't help asking, "A-Qing has lived with us for three years, just like a younger sister, don't you think so?" Have you never thought of her? Thinking of her, won't it be difficult for you to face? "

Xue Yang's face was completely gloomy, and his tone turned ferocious, even close to shouting: "What do I think that little blind man is doing? She is dead to death! And I killed it with my own hands! Now I wonder if she can bring her back to life!" ?!"

Xiao Xingchen remained silent, his eyes hurt Xue Yang.

Look at the monster's eyes, that's exactly what it is.All his life, he has accepted that kind of look.

He knew that Xiao Xingchen regretted it. For a moment, he wanted to kiss him again. Whether Xiao Xingchen was willing or not, he wanted to repeat the love he had last night, with a brutal and cruel force, so that Xiao Xingchen could kiss again. Stardust is crazy and suffocating, hooking him to regard him as the last straw, and there is no space to think about a dead person.

But Xiao Xingchen's weak and pale lips came into view last night, which made him unable to do that.

Xue Yang put on his clothes and got up and slammed the door away, before leaving, he didn't turn his head and said: "Calm down if you want to calm down. I won't bother you. If you want to pretend that nothing happened last night, it's not impossible!"

The room returned to silence.

Xiao Xingchen sat on the edge of the bed, inserted his fingers into his hair and held his head.The silence lasted only for a moment, when there was a loud noise in the yard outside the window, as if some huge object had been knocked to the ground, Xue Yang's angry shout was mixed with the screams of Liu Zhai's servants.

He stood up in horror, fearing that Xue Yang would cause some trouble, put on his clothes and hurriedly opened the door, stepped into the yard, and saw a coffin in front of the side room where Boss Yan of Spring Breeze Lou was interrogated yesterday. The coffin was tilted and the lid was overturned , there was nothing inside, the doors and windows of the wing room were closed, and the sound of chopping, chopping, beating, and beating came from inside. The three servants turned pale with fright, and one of the women who cleaned the yard rushed to the base of the wall and bent over to vomit.

"Is that Xue Yang inside? The one who came with me?" Xiao Xingchen walked over and asked.

A family member tremblingly stepped forward and explained: "Xianchang, our Master Liu ordered to put Boss Yan's body in a coffin and send it to the Xianmen Li's house, but Mr. Xue rushed out suddenly and carried the body back to the wing... I don't know what to do !"

The so-called "I don't know what to do" is just a euphemism. With the chopping and chopping sounds coming from the side room and Xue Yang angrily picking up the corpse, anyone can guess what he is doing.

Xiao Xingchen said in a deep voice: "You all go down, don't enter this room without my order."

The servants retreated quickly as if they had been pardoned, Xiao Xingchen went up the stairs and pushed open the door of the wing room.

Even with all the mental preparations, opening the door was a shock.The bloodstains from Boss Yan's interrogation last night in the room have not been wiped off, splashed all over the floor and walls, and the air is filled with an unpleasant smell mixed with blood and corpse.In the bloody space, this leg, that foot, the head and the torso are also separated into two places. A corpse is in a mess. There are vague stains on the wall, and there are pieces of broken flesh that have been beaten up.

Xue Yang's ponytail was disheveled, his clothes were not properly dressed, and the black jacket was loosely draped over his body, revealing a large area of ​​his chest.The moment Xiao Xingchen pushed the door open, he was stepping on the edge of the chair with a severed hand, holding the black Jiangzai in his hand, swung it high, and chopped it down fiercely.

The four stiff fingers broke due to the stress, and one of them rolled to Xiao Xingchen's feet, which was shocking.

"Xue Yang!!! What are you doing?!"

Xiao Xingchen couldn't believe that the person who spent a good night with him last night and carried him back from the suburbs was the same one who vented his anger with the dead body in the middle of the severed hand and limb.

"What are you doing? Didn't Daoist Xiao Xingchen see it? I'm dismembering corpses!" Xue Yang pierced the palm of his severed hand with a sword, and showed it on the tip of the sword: "Killing and dismembering corpses is what I'm best at. If you are afraid, please stay away from me."

Xiao Xingchen snapped at him and reprimanded him: "You are angry with me, and you can't take out other people's corpses to vent your anger. No matter how heinous this person is, he is already dead. Why not give him the last bit of dignity!"

Xue Yang smiled strangely: "Decent? I never knew that there is something decent about a corpse. I threw the corpse of the little blind man in the wilderness, and I used your corpse to vent my desires. I have always been like this. The Taoist priest should be glad to have him now." This corpse vents my anger, otherwise I can only kill a few living people to vent my anger!"

Every time Xiao Xingchen heard a sentence, his anger grew. After Xue Yang finished speaking, he was in a state of confusion, before he could think, he swung his palm and landed on Xue Yang's face with a "slap".

The two stood in the middle of the corpses and limbs all over the ground, equally furious.

Xiao Xingchen felt extremely regretful.His cultivation base is profound, and under the anger, this palm is probably a little painful.

His gentle temperament was repeatedly defeated in front of Xue Yang.Xue Yang always wished to do something devastating when he broke out. He should understand, he should be optimistic about him. Ten years ago, he was not optimistic about him, which caused all kinds of bad consequences. Ten years later, he tried his best to understand The reason for Xue Yang's distorted mind led Xue Yang to correct it slowly, but when he heard some cruel and indifferent words, he would still lose control, get angry, and feel sad that all his emotions and efforts were in vain.

Xue Yang's head was missed, and he turned back to look at him with burning eyes, twitched the corners of his mouth angrily, and walked out with a livid face. Xiao Xingchen went forward to pull him, but was thrown off, but no matter what, he couldn't let Xue Yang like this go. Yang ran out, who knows if this ghost will cause some trouble again, the silk thread of the Soul Binding Curse played its due role for the first time, binding Xue Yang to the chair.

That chair was used by Xue Yang to interrogate Boss Yan yesterday. It is solid and reliable, with places to fix his hands and feet. Unexpectedly, Boss Yan was tied up yesterday, and he was tied up today.Smoke was coming from Xue Yang's seven orifices, he couldn't break free, and cursed loudly.

"Xiao Xingchen! Let me go!"

"Shameless! You slept with me last night, and today you beat and tied me up. Do you know what your name is?! You don't recognize people when you wear clothes. You are worse than a prostitute! Hypocrite! Beast!"

He even cursed a few times, but Xiao Xingchen didn't return his words, nor did he let him go, and the language turned into teasing again.

"Do you really like to be tied up for fun? Then you can't do it like this. Let go of me, and I'll tell you how to do it for fun!"

Xiao Xingchen frowned, didn't know what to do with him, ignored the increasingly foul-mouthed abuse, asked for a white cloth from the servants, packed up the body's severed limbs, wrapped even a finger in cloth, and put it back solemnly coffin.

Xue Yang hadn't been this angry for a long time.Xiao Xingchen was so close last night, but today he refused to touch because of a dream. He was full of anger and wanted to vent, but he knew that murder would touch Xiao Xingchen's bottom line, so he only used dead bodies to vent his anger. How could he not be angry after a slap in the face?Although he has been injured all the time since he was seven years old, he has never been slapped by anyone again.He was so angry that he howled again and again: "Xiao Xingchen! You are a useless person! If you have the ability, fight with me. What kind of ability is it if you tie me up?"

Xiao Xingchen, who had been silent all this time, finally spoke, with a calm and irritating voice: "You can't beat me even in a fight."

"Ah!" Xue Yang howled dryly without any content, "Who said I can't beat you! Just let go and hit me!!!"

Xue Yang was furious.But he also knew that what Xiao Xingchen said was true, not to mention that he only had one arm now, even if he had two arms, he couldn't beat Xiao Xingchen, so he became even more annoyed.

Xiao Xingchen looked helplessly at Xue Yang struggling in vain on the chair, and understood that it was impossible for this person to calm down naturally, and a fight might be the solution.

Sure enough, they had a fight in the yard, with Xue Yang holding the disaster relief and Xiao Xingchen holding the Shuanghua wooden sword.Such an overbearing gesture made Xue Yang furious even more. He held the Jiang disaster and slashed with all his strength. Every time, Xiao Xingchen picked it away with Shuanghua and whipped him with the side of the sword suddenly. He couldn't dodge in time. Unconsciously, after being hit more than a dozen times, I became more frustrated and courageous after being annoyed.

With the blessing of Xiao Xingchen's spiritual power, the Shuanghua wooden sword carved from peach wood can really resist the disaster.Xiao Xingchen had spent some time purifying his grievances last night. Even so, Xue Yang could not find the slightest flaw in his disaster reduction with only seven or eight successes. Unleashing his brute force, he broke a lot of flowers and trees in Liu Cuoxin's courtyard, and even smashed a stone wall.

The servant hid in the house and watched the battle with his head poking around. He saw the clothes fluttering in the courtyard, swords and swords flashing, the fairy elder in white was majestic and calm, and the young man with a broken arm was as powerful as a bamboo, and it was a good show.

The two fought from noon to noon, and the fierce battle lasted for an hour. The servant invited Liu Cuoxin back from Muyue Pavilion with lingering fears.

Liu Cuoxin dragged the two of them to sit down for tea, and the two sat facing each other far away, ignoring each other.Xiao Xingchen leaned over and left the table after eating a few mouthfuls, Xue Yang also felt the same.

The Shuanghua wooden sword was left with ditches, and Xue Yang held it in his hand and regretted it.This sword is exquisite, with complex and delicate patterns of frost patterns. He spent more than a month carving this sword on and off.

Liu Cuoxin comforted: "Brother Xue, if you need the sword in Muyue Pavilion, you can choose it at will. If the sword is destroyed, you can change it for another one. If people's hearts or lives are hurt, it is difficult to mend them. You don't want to fight with me." Daoist Xiao Xingchen is angry, if you have something to discuss, just discuss it."

Xue Yang said angrily: "Who is angry with whom? Why did you speak for him without asking why? I am your savior, right?!"

Liu Cuo smiled heartily: "Master Xiao Xingchen has a modest temper, he doesn't seem like an unreasonable person, if he is angry, there must be a reason."

Xue Yang slapped the table furiously, shaking the cups and plates, "He doesn't look like an unreasonable person, so I do?!" After thinking about it, he admitted, "Okay, I really do."

Liu Cuoxin continued to comfort him, but seeing Xue Yang drinking tea and eating cakes, he was absent-minded, and seemed to have something to say, but it was difficult to speak.

The thoughtful woman waited patiently until the cakes were finished and the tea was cold enough, Xue Yang hesitated and said, "Miss Liu, do me a favor, can I set up an extra memorial tablet at your house?"

"Huh? Yes, who is it?" Liu asked mischievously.In order to facilitate the entry and exit of the ghost Xue Yang, she had set up a memorial tablet for Xue Yang in Liu Zhai. I don't know which ghost Xue Yang wanted her to add, and which ghost did not belong to. Could it be Xue Yang's relatives?

Xue Yang looked into the distance and said, "It's all Taoists who are troublesome. There was a stinky girl named A-Qing. When we met by chance, he treated her as his younger sister. A-Qing's soul... was injured by me and couldn't be reincarnated in time. If there is a tablet in the world , Incense burning day and night, and not forgetting the cold food during the Qingming Festival, can help her to rest in peace as soon as possible and re-enter reincarnation."

Liu Cuoxin regarded Xue Yang as a life-saving benefactor, so he naturally agreed with this little favor, and asked what should be written on the tablet, and said: "Meeting by chance, the relationship may not be less than that of relatives, I treat you...as the big brother."

Xue Yang found out that Liu who used to call him "Mr. Xue" was mistaken, but now he changed his name to "Brother Xue".He didn't reject him unexpectedly, and felt that someone could do this, not regard him as a scourge in the world, and was willing to get close to him without any utilitarian purpose and help him, which was very strange, and there was also an indescribable warmth.

Xue Yang took a deep look at Liu, "If that little blind man is still alive, he should be older than you."

How old is A-Qing?Xue Yang wasn't sure either, the little blind man might have said that he didn't care.The aggressive girl in my impression was only one or two years younger than him, and she always had a strong rejection of him.They are all people who have struggled in the market place, orphans and prodigal sons, uneducated, and are despised by others on a daily basis. Meeting Xiao Xingchen, a dignified and gentle person who is close to them, is like meeting a fairy descending from the world, and they all want to take it for themselves. have.They actually know each other's thoughts, so they are even more tit-for-tat, competing with each other openly and secretly.When they quarreled, it was fine if Xiao Xingchen was there, but if Xiao Xingchen wasn't there, their mouths were indiscriminate, and they could swear any embarrassing words.

Xue Yang believes that A-Qing is also a shrew when he grows up to be a wife and mother, but when he thinks of A-Qing's obedient and coquettish appearance to Xiao Xingchen, he is a little shaken. Perhaps, his temper may change when he grows up?

In the curiosity, there is actually such a little regret, what A-Qing will become when he grows up, it is impossible to know in the end.