Sealing Sword

(One)

Chu Xiwei went out to sea and brought a rare item when she came back.

It was a clam pearl, the size of a baby's fist, its whole body was shiny and radiant under the lamp, he offered it to Ye Fusheng in exchange for a slap that was neither light nor heavy.

"Should I wear this stuff with my neck drooping, or should I grind it up and eat it in stew?" Ye Fusheng played with the clam beads, and glanced at Chu Xiwei, "The color is not very good, Yao, you..."

"This is a mirage." Chu Xiwei took off his robe, sat next to him, reached out to take half a cup of tea from the other party, "I met barbarian merchants in the East China Sea, and they said that this object was taken from a mirage. The shape of the object is like a big clam, and when it swallows clouds and breathes out, it will produce abnormal phenomena on the sea, causing the boatman to lose the rudder and be in danger. After the mirage dies, it sinks underwater, and the soft flesh rots away. There is only a mirage bead left in the huge empty shell. Put it on top of flowing fragrant still water at night, and you can communicate with spirits and see your thoughts."

Ye Fusheng raised his eyebrows: "Do you believe in these strange things?"

Chu Xi smiled: "I saw the mirage they put on the boat, and I tried it myself, otherwise I wouldn't embarrass it in front of you."

"Oh?" Ye Fusheng became interested, "Is it really useful?"

"I stayed on the boat that night, lit the backflow incense, and put the mirage beads in the water basin. After a while, I felt sleepy and had a strange dream."

"How weird?"

Chu Xi smiled more meaningfully: "I dreamed that I went back to the barren mountain inn 19 years ago, and said 'brother' to you in that black shop, and saved myself as a child."

"Interesting!" Ye Fusheng patted his thigh and laughed, but suddenly changed the topic, "But, are you satisfied with just saying 'Xiongtai'?"

The old fox has passed his age, but he still doesn't change his flair at all. Sometimes Chu Xiwei's teeth itch, and sometimes he loves him to death. Now she climbs up the pole, rubs her hand on his thigh twice, and drags for a long time. Tone: "Of course...satisfied."

Ye Fusheng rolled his eyes, and asked knowingly: "You said that 'Xiongtai', under what circumstances did I say it?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Chu Xiwei grabbed his waist, pressed him hard, and lay down on the ground covered with broken osmanthus flowers.

Ye Fusheng's legs were spread across Chu Xiwei's waist, and he was riding on him, his neck was also hooked into the other's shoulder, his posture was very immodest.Being so close, he could smell the rich scent of sweet-scented osmanthus and wine, and patted it against his ears along with Chu Xi's slightly warm breath: "Of course, that's what I said."

A dark light flashed in his eyes, Ye Fusheng opened his mouth, and lightly bit his Adam's apple, the sensitive and dangerous place was rubbed viciously twice by his teeth, it didn't hurt, but it made his whole body agitated.

After the restlessness subsided, it was already the third watch.

After Chu Xiwei personally bathed him, she went to get Longyan backflow incense and a bowl of water. Ye Fusheng had a hearty performance without feeling sleepy, watching him busy while drinking osmanthus wine.

The Backflow Incense is wonderfully held, about a foot in size, with a dragon hanging its head on the edge, and an inkstone pool in the middle.Chu Xiwei put the mirage bead in the inkstone pool, filled a pool of clear water to cover the bead body, like a flying mirror falling into a secluded pool, then lit the incense stick and hid it in the body of the dragon, the green smoke and white mist accompanied by the fragrance Spit from the dragon's mouth to the inkstone pool, blending with the sparkling light on the water surface and the pearly light under the water.

This incense stick has the most common scent of orchids, Ye Fusheng leaned on the table and looked at it with his cheeks in his hands, he felt that the incense mist rushed towards the surface of the water, like a waterfall flying straight down.

Chu Xiwei whispered in his ear: "Mirage beads can make you dream about what you want in your heart, floating life, what you think about in your heart, you can see what you want."

what can i think

Gradually, Ye Fusheng only had this white mist left in front of his eyes, and he seemed to have arrived at this mysterious place where thousands of eyes are white, except for a glimmer of light in front of him.

The white mist passed behind him, Ye Fusheng's heart almost jumped out of his throat, the road under his feet became narrower and narrower, and there was almost a narrow line in front of him.

Walking to the end, the fog seems to be stagnant here, and the eyes are all white, and only a glimmer of light can be vaguely seen between the uneven mountain walls.Ye Fusheng got in through this small opening, and when he opened his eyes, the sky and the earth changed, the clouds cleared and the fog dispersed.

There is no sunlight and no white clouds here, as if the sky is painted with the purest blue, solidified into a never-dark sky.

But Ye Fusheng clearly remembered that he was drinking with Chu Xiwei under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree in Liufengju.

What's even more surprising is that Ye Fusheng felt familiar here.

(two)

Jiaan flower forest, birds and beasts, flowing water and smoke, the sky is always bright.All of this overlapped with the mysterious dream of his life and death a few years ago, but this time there was no power to push him forward, and the door with outstretched arms disappeared at the end of the flowing water. All are as quiet as a picture scroll.

"You son of a bitch, why—"

The familiar voice stopped abruptly, and Ye Fusheng heard the sound of the wind, and instinctively turned his head to avoid an empty pot flying towards him. Out of the corner of his eye, he caught a glimpse of the crimson figure approaching from far away, and couldn't help but said: "Master, you are not afraid of this one." Did the pot really hit me on the head?"

"Huh!" Gu Yaofang rolled her eyes, and suddenly kicked him to the ground, stepped on his shoulder with her toes, leaned over and pinched his chin to look left and right, "I also said that you are looking for death every day, Why don't you just let you die this time, and the result... is your soul falling into a dream?"

Ye Fusheng felt his shoulders loosen, he patted his buttocks and stood up, circling around Gu Yufang, like a live fly looking for an egg to sew, seeing that Gu Yufang's eyes were bothering and even more annoying, he slapped him away, annoyed Authentic: "What are you looking at? Thinking that you are taller than the teacher, do you let the teacher change his name to daddy?"

"Don't dare." Ye Fusheng didn't spend any money, and gathered the Taoist robe on the woman's shoulders.

Gu Huafang asked him how he got here, Ye Fusheng told about the Mirage Pearl, and without accident, he got another chestnut.However, this time, Gu Jufang did not rush him away, but took his hand and walked to the other side of the long river.

The 32-year-old Ye Fusheng is already taller than her. The master who led him around the streets when he was young, now Ye Fusheng can see the top of her hair when he lowers his head.However, he didn't walk fast, let Gu Jufang lead him forward, wishing he could empty out his heart and ears, and put it all in the words of Master's rambling——

"Don't use sweet-scented osmanthus wine for the next sacrifice. I'm tired of drinking it. Instead, use a burning knife! What's the point of a man drinking this sweet wine?"

"You don't understand young people's love."

"Do you know what will happen to you in front of an old ghost who has been alone for many years?"

"Looking for death, I'm happy."

Gu Jufang beat him up without saying a word. After the beating, she shook her hands and raised her head with her hips on her hips: "Here we are."

Ye Fusheng rubbed his face, only to see that in front of him was a place that was no different from ordinary villages, with fields and houses scattered here and there, except that there was no cooking smoke and livestock, it looked like an ordinary farm.

What is not ordinary is that there is an old man drying books in the open space at the head of the village.

Ruan Feiyu passed away many years ago, his eldest disciple Qu Zhiqiu took over the burden of law and politics, and his closed disciple Lu Mingyuan took up the responsibility of Samadhi Academy, becoming a new generation of "Southern Confucianism" is just around the corner.However, Lu Mingyuan is a solid-eyed scholar. In addition to burning a lot of incense paper candles for his mentor every year on Ching Ming and Death Day, he also comes with many texts he copied and collected by himself, so that the life of the old man here is not only not boring, but also Books are so full that he even borrowed the empty room of the Xie family next door to store books.

Ye Fusheng was stunned for a moment, and was about to say hello, when he saw a tall and handsome middle-aged man coming over, he was going for Ruan Feiyu, but he stopped when he saw the two of them.

The moment he saw him, Ye Fusheng's eyes sank slightly, even though the man was unarmed and dressed in civilian clothes, he still had an aura of iron and blood rushing towards his face, when he spoke, there seemed to be a clang of a golden weapon in his ear, and it disappeared after a while.

Ye Fusheng glanced at Ruan Feiyu's back again, and a thought came to his mind.

"Gu Nv Xia, this is..." Qin Hebai saw Ye Fusheng and thought it was Gu Yufang's younger generation who died young in an accident, thinking that it would be inappropriate to bluntly say "sorry", so he changed to a euphemism To put it bluntly, "Is this person rushing to reincarnate?"

"..." It seems that Miss Qin's virtue of offending others and talking about death is really not taught by her adoptive father, Ye Fusheng thought so.

Gu Jufang said angrily: "You son of a bitch got shit luck, sleepwalking came here to hang out, and you have to leave at dawn."

Qin Hebai glanced at the shadow under Ye Fusheng's feet, immediately understood, and smiled at him: "Just now I made a mistake, don't mind."

This man is no longer young, and there are lines at the corners of his eyes when he smiles, but he is like a round of warm sun on the Gobi, even in the barren land at dusk, it is still more touching than the overwhelming wind and sand.

Ye Fusheng bowed his hands to him as a junior salute, and when the two passed by, he couldn't help but look back, and saw Qin Hebai squatting beside Ruan Feiyu helping him pack the books on the floor, the two of them didn't know what they said , the previous generation of Nanru looked up and met his eyes, with a rare peaceful smile on his face.

Gu Jiefang whispered in his ear: "These two old guys are tired of being together every day, reading and dancing with guns is fine, and everyone gathers together to set up a card table and record cards and shoot cannons. The fat and water don't flow into the field of outsiders, what a shame." people."

Ye Fusheng was amused when he heard it, and he felt relaxed: "I thought the two seniors were not here long ago, and went to reincarnation."

"Tch, last time when the scholar named Lu Mingyuan offered sacrifices to the grave, there were a lot of mothers-in-law and mothers. He kept saying that he wanted to marry a descendant of the Qin family as his daughter-in-law. Qin Hebai was so angry that he dreamed of trying to scare him in the middle of the night, but was stopped by Ruan Feiyu. Come down, now I will wait for the two juniors to toast the grave with a cup of wedding wine, and after drinking, I will live my next life without any regrets." After a pause, Gu Huafang thought about it again, and looked at him with a sad face, "You and When that brat got married, I drank the wedding wine. Although the wine is good wine, but the 30-year-old daughter is red...why doesn’t my mother know that she picked up a girl back then?”

Ye Fusheng rolled his eyes at her.

(three)

When passing by Xie's courtyard, Ye Fusheng was going to visit, but Gu Jufang sneered, grabbed him up a tree, looked over the wall, and saw two brothers in blue robes and black clothes in the courtyard. Fighting knife.

The cold light of the blade suddenly appeared, the fists and feet were coming and going, the two people fought indiscriminately for a while, and then suddenly separated to occupy one side, like the mutual wrestling of light and shadow, judging by Ye Fusheng's eyesight, it would probably last for a while I can't tell the winner.

"When the boss of the Xie family came down, he talked to the tree in front of my door every day. He came and went with 'I'm sorry', which made my ears hurt. But within a few months, his brother also came down. One punch can relieve your anger." Gu Yaofang looked at the two of them fighting with her arms around her arms, "I got news about you from his brother, and I have become his neighbor since then. These two are still unwilling to live and die, saying that they want to compete, but in fact..."

Ye Fusheng understood: "A Li has grown up very well."

Gu Yufang wished she could take off the soles of her shoes and beat him: "I'm applauded as long as you taught me? My mother didn't take you in because she was afraid that the two of them would gang up and hack you to death. Look at what kind of bear you taught such a good boy." ?”

Ye Fusheng immediately complained: "Both civil and military have vision, witty and mature, responsible, what's wrong with me?"

Gu Yufang spat at him with a face full of spittle, and didn't want to talk to the two skinny faces.

They got down from the tree and continued walking, passing an open space between two houses, Ye Fusheng looked at the foundation and asked, "Is there no house here?"

"Originally there were, but when the people inside left, the house was gone." Gu Jianfang bent down and dug a few times in the dirt, and dug out a small wooden box, which contained a string of Buddhist beads and a crescent hairpin.

When Ye Fusheng saw these two things, his eyes and heart seemed to be stung.

"They have lived here for two years. Maybe they saw that the descendants lived up to their expectations. Since then, they have had no worries. That day they said goodbye to us old guys. The two of them came side by side and left hand in hand, counting the time of reincarnation. In the next life, not to mention being born in the same year, the same month and the same day, there should be some fate, which is very good."

Gu Jiefang buried the wooden box back, patted Ye Fusheng's face with hands full of loess, and said seriously: "So, although there are some things that you don't bring with you when you are born, or you don't take away when you die, as long as you don't regret it in this life , no regret can compare to the satisfaction in your heart. You son of a bitch, what are you still thinking about?"

They finally came to a small wooden house. There was a peach blossom tree and a willow tree in front of the door, like two gate gods on the left and right.

Leaning at the door is a woman in light yellow clothes. She is covered with white gauze and her hair is tied up in a high bun. She looks like a noble lady from a wealthy family, but her hands and feet are long and strong, and there are thin calluses on her tiger's mouth and fingertips. It can be seen that she is a Lian family.

The woman was looking down at a letter, with smiles on her brows and eyes, when Gu Jianfang called out "Liu Rong", she put the letter away and read it silently with a smile on her face.

Gu Jufang pointed at Ye Fusheng, and said: "My disciple, your son-in-law came to the door, and you still don't recognize your face?"

While speaking, she pushed the dumbfounded Ye Fusheng, took off her Taoist robe to reveal the crimson skirt, folded the old clothes carefully, and then collapsed on the recliner under the peach blossom tree to take a nap.

Qin Liurong's fingers lightly landed on Ye Fusheng's face, he didn't dare to move, he froze into a coffin board in front of the woman, until the other's finger slid down and drew a red line, revealing the jade ring.

Rubbing the jade ring twice with her fingertips, Qin Liurong raised her eyebrows and eyes lightly, like a crescent moon falling on her face, the gentleness made people feel at ease.

She spread Ye Fusheng's palm, and wrote a short line of words on his palm with slightly cool fingertips - you want to grow old with Xi Wei forever.

One stroke at a time, unforgettable.

(four)

"The mirage bead is a dream, and it's also what you think in your heart. If you didn't want to see it, you definitely wouldn't be here."

When the white mist filled the air again, Gu Jufang had already brought Ye Fusheng back to the way he came from.

The woman in the crimson dress is not gorgeous, but her eyes are like a ball of fire. She let go of Ye Fusheng's hand and smiled at him.

The last time Ye Fusheng was pushed away by her, he was very reluctant to let go, but this time he seemed to let go of his last concern along with his regret. He opened his arms and hugged Gu Fangfang vigorously, buried his head on her shoulder, unconsciously Eye sockets are wet.

"A few days ago I dreamed about Ah Shang, and he said he missed me." Gu Jianfang patted his back lightly twice, "When your teacher's wife comes, I will go with him and wait for my teacher." After so many years, I'm just waiting to be married to him in my next life."

Ye Fusheng whispered: "I will, I will go to Yuelao Temple to write you a hundred red letters and hang a hundred peach branches. If Yuelao doesn't give you a hundred years of good cooperation, I will demolish his temple and build the land." to the shrine."

"You bandit has a terrible temper." Gu Jufang sighed, "Good job."

The white mist became thicker and thicker, the sky and water disappeared, and the flowers, plants, birds and animals disappeared.

Gu Jufang said softly: "It's almost dawn, it's time to wake up from the dream, and you should go back... After you go back, live your life well. Young people should want to spend time in the world, why should they think about the dead?"

Ye Fusheng rubbed her shoulder, and said coquettishly like a child: "I don't want to, I will remember you all my life."

He finally let go of his embrace, and Gu Jianfang's smile also disappeared in the white mist. The next moment, the wind howled, and the vast mist surged from all directions. For a moment, his eyes were blank, and when he opened his eyes, he was still under the familiar sweet-scented osmanthus tree.

White belly appeared in the sky, the incense sticks had been burned out, and most of the water in the inkstone pool was lost for no reason, revealing the bare pearl surface.Chu Xiwei helped him up from the stone table, and while helping to rub his waist that had been lying on the ground for too long, she asked with a smile, "I woke up a little earlier than you, and you are smiling at the corners of your mouth. What did you dream about?"

Ye Fusheng raised his head and kissed his chin, and said with a smile: "I had a sweet dream, listen to me slowly..."

The night wind blows and shakes the shadows of the trees, and the last wisp of cigarette smoke is also scattered in the wind. The golden osmanthus flowers are scattered like rain, falling under the tree, and the two are covered head-on.

Even if there is no frost and snow on the head, such a beautiful flower and a full moon, how lucky are they to have a white head?