One Sword Nine Ya

Chen Weichen looked at the sword and the word.

A sword is a good sword, and a character is also a good character.

He took black iron from the extremely cold snow river, and then searched for generations of famous craftsmen in the deep valley of the extreme Antarctic scorching.

When the sword was forged, the fire lasted for seven days, quenching the icy water brought by the extreme north.

The famous craftsman asked what the name of the sword was.

——Nine Ya.

The moonlight shines through the window lattice, casting a faint shadow under his eyelashes, covering up his expression, and there is a vaguely plausible and gentle color in his trance.

Summer nights are as cold as water, and autumn nights are as cold as frost, so the person on the bed naturally can't feel it, and Chen Weichen is a mortal body after all—or a mortal body that was pampered and raised in the Jinxiu pile of gold and jade couch of a wealthy family.

The cold air permeated the ground, and the old trouble stabbed in his heart for a while. He didn't fall asleep, so he got up, watching the moon rising into the sky, and the clear light soaking in the atrium—the night wiped out the shadow of the day. Depression, but it is a quiet and beautiful scene.

His eyes slowly moved to the courtyard, the small tree that hadn't grown yet in front of the window.

He was making eye contact with the little lady hiding under the tree.

Chen Weichen: "..."

With Mr. Chen's character, at this time, he must ask politely, "What is the reason why the girl came to the starry night?" However, there is still someone behind him who has fallen asleep. .

So the two sides looked at each other, and the atmosphere was really awkward.

Chen Weichen then slipped out the door quietly, and the girl followed as expected.

The little lady said: "This... the elder fairy."

Mr. Chen: "Miss Ah Shu, I am not a fairy elder."

Zhuang's wife let out a sigh of relief: "I don't think so."

Chen Weichen smiled slightly, he was good-looking, his smile was like a peach blossom, like a willow tip on the moon, it would fascinate people: "How does the girl know."

Ah Shu bowed his head in embarrassment: "I'm not human."

Chen Weichen admired: "Scholar and demon, good story——Didn't Mr. Zhuang say he married Mr.'s daughter?"

"How can a man see a girl who hasn't left the pavilion? My husband doesn't know the girl's appearance, and all of my husband's family died in a military accident. I rescued my husband outside the city, and lied that I was also a fugitive. I was the daughter of my husband. I have seen him before." A Shu whispered: "My family has lived in the mountain behind the academy for generations, and I can read and know some scriptures and poems, so I believe in it."

"Meeting in the starry night... I don't know what the girl is doing?"

The girl bit her pretty lips: "I dare not find another person."

Chen Weichen nodded: "I don't dare."

The girl suddenly knelt down.

Chen Weichen didn't help her, but just watched.

"My lord, Ah Shu wants to ask for something."

"What?"

"I do not know."

Chen Weichen: "..."

The girl continued: "On that person—monsters can also get a glimpse of the secrets. He must be carrying something of great luck. , or can be offset."

As if to justify, she said again: "The thing that the fairy elder is carrying has almost soaring luck. Only the blood and blood of the ancient beasts and auspicious beasts can be like this. A Shu only needs a drop and a half, and it won't Get in the way of the Immortal Elder."

There was interest in Chen Weichen's eyes: "How do you know that it is something you carry on your body, not his own luck?"

"The monster is originally a beast, and it can be seen that the thing came from a beast—I can also see that the young master has something extremely bad luck."

Chen Weichen then asked her: "What reward do you have?"

Youmei said every word, earnestly and decisively: "I am just an ordinary spirit, only one side of the mirror and a Tushan flute passed down in the family, and I can give it to the young master now. I have one life, when the young master is in trouble, ah Although the cultivation of the book is meager, it must be repaid with life."

"Girl Ah Shu," Chen Weichen didn't say whether to answer or not, but asked, "If you don't meet me, or if I don't want to, and take you to the Taoist priest who catches demons, what should you do?"

"With my strength, I can't get that kind of thing no matter what, and I can't meet the young master, so I have to accept my fate." She lowered her head: "I have never done evil, and there is no reason to kill me. I can't beat it... I just want to stay far away from the village, so don't let my husband know."

Her voice trembled a little: "Just teach him to think that I...was taken captive by soldiers and bandits."

Chen Weichen looked at her fixedly, and said: "Give me the mirror and the flute, and my life is unnecessary."

Ah Shu let out a sob, and actually shed tears: "A Shu thanked the young master, my humble life is here to stay, when the young master wants it, when will I give it."

——I wept with joy.

"Fate, I don't need it, it's you, girl," Chen Weichen said to her, "He reads the books of sages and sages, and wants to be a saint. Have you figured it out?"

"Think it over," Ah Shu kowtowed to him, "It's worth my short life in exchange for a smooth life for Mr. Xiang."

The girl raised her head and said to him: "Tu Shan flute can control the fox, you can see the heart through the mirror, break the illusion..."

"I know." Chen Weichen had a slight smile in his eyes, pressed her red lips with his slender fingers, looked at the lit candles in the courtyard room, "Go back to the room, he is coming to look for you."

Sure enough, the scholar's voice came: "My lady—where have you been? Why has it been so long?"

The girl hurriedly got up, bowed to him, and went to the room.

I vaguely heard soft words: "I just got up at night and saw the flowers and the full moon again, so I stayed in the courtyard for a while."

The scholar laughed: "Lady, it's your fault. The beautiful scenery on a good day should be called a husband's appreciation."

It's affectionate again: "You slept soundly..."

A few clumps of hydrangea were planted under the window, and a round silver moon hung in the sky. Everything was silent, and it was really a beautiful scene when the moon was full and the moon was full.

The mortal world is full of turmoil, the world of mortals is tossing and turning, the happiest and most joyful, but the happy wife combs the bride's hair, and the little lady under the moon cuddles into her husband's arms.

Chen Weichen held a bronze mirror in his hand and looked at it.

Looking at the flower in the mirror, you can see it under the moon and see your sweetheart.

For a long time, the moonlight fell in the eyes, showing a sense of confusion for no reason.

"The name is very good," he said to himself, "isn't it the flower in the mirror, the moon in the water, the sweetheart?"

Then he saw that the whispering in that room had stopped, the lights had been turned off, and there was no movement in his own room. Comparing the two rooms, the young master sighed - the young lady did not return from the room, and there was a husband waiting.The same slipped out quietly, and the only thing waiting for him was the cold bedding on the floor.

He miserably pushed open the door and was stunned for a moment: "Uh, Master Ye..."

I saw Ye Jian in white clothes standing in the main room, looking at him.

So he imitated the little lady who came back late and said: "I just got up at night and saw the full moon in the courtyard... I stayed for a while longer."

——Then imagining the appearance of the person in front of me smilingly saying, "Appreciate the flowers and enjoy the full moon together", like Wen Hui who picked up Xiaotao's love veil, and was about to fly.

However, the facts often fail to meet Mr. Chen's wishes.

"Chen Weichen, before you say something like this next time," Ye Jiuya said with a cold displeasure in his eyes, "remember to put your things away."

Chen Weichen heaved a sigh of relief, fortunately, there will be another time - he won't be killed.

"Master Ye Jian has good ears and eyes, so I can't hide it from you." He put away the mirror in his hand and said with a smile, "How about giving me a drop of Kaiyang blood?"

"Disturbing the luck of the world."

"If you give it to me, it's your doing, and if I give it to the demon, it's my doing—if it really messes up the world, the cause and effect will belong to me, not you." He suddenly put away his careless expression, and looked straight at Ye Jiu. Ya, said word by word: "Furthermore, Master Ye Jian took the blood of the new phoenix's heart from the phoenix nest in Woye, and then killed the whale salamander and the dragon in the East China Sea to get the fragrance of death. Ashes, are you not afraid of disturbing luck, being contaminated by karma, entangled in karma, and unable to be reborn forever?"

"How did you know about Kaiyang Blood and Splendid Ash?"

"Guess," Chen Weichen said: "The demon said something with great luck, and when he thought about the incense of Nirvana on me, he knew that [-]% of it was the blood of Kaiyang. Then you go to the old capital, probably to close the stick of luck Things—everything in Splendid Ghost Town, what else could it be except Splendid Ash?"

Ye Jiuya's expression remained unchanged, and there was an extra jade bottle in his hand. The bright red blood in the bottle showed the color of burning flames, almost turning the whole room red.

"Chen Weichen, a drop of Kaiyang blood, answer me again," he said in a cold voice, "Who are you?"