small rivers and lakes

Xie Qingwei often dreams. In the dream, there is a young man in brocade clothes, holding an ancient sword, jumping from the tree to the window sill. The sun is bright, but his smile is even brighter than the sun.

Xie Qingwei meditated cross-legged on the bed, closed her eyes and asked indifferently: "What are you doing here?"

The young man tilted his head, his expression was high, but he didn't speak, just looked at him with a playful smile.

Xie Qing opened his eyes slightly, and bumped into the dazzling smiling pupils of the young man suddenly. The late spring was full of fragrance, only a branch of tung blossoms bloomed like a brocade, and a sparrow fluttered on the branch. In an instant, the flowers flew like snow, falling all over his shoulders .

The young man smiled even wider, his black hair fell from his head, and his chest was gradually stained with blood.

Xie Qingwei was taken aback: "What's wrong with you?"

Black blood flowed from the eyes, and the boy became haggard, looking straight at him, there were no eyeballs in his eyes, and black blood flowed from two black eye holes.

Xie Qingwei flew over quickly: "Who hurt you?"

The moment he flew past, the boy's body suddenly floated backwards, the sound of teeth cackling could be heard in the cold night wind, Xie Qing ran to the window slightly, only to see the dark tide of the dark sea, the boy was flying close to the surface of the sea. Walking, the gray cloth shroud trembled with the wind, like a dirty cobweb in an extremely evil place.

"You ask who hurt me, and you really don't know who hurt me? Xie Qingwei, besides you, who else in this world can hurt me the most and hurt me the most?" The sound of the waves was mixed with a thin voice, as if Weeping miserably, but also laughing fiercely.

Xie Qing hurried out: "Don't go, don't go, Kaiyang!"

"Kaiyang!" Xie Qingwei opened his eyes suddenly, and suddenly felt someone's voice around him. He stood up abruptly, grabbed the Xie Xie Sword and shielded it in front of his chest. Looking up vigilantly, he saw the moonlight like water, a figure in gray squatted on the window sill, his lifeless eyes were like two black holes, looking straight at him.

In an instant, a tragic dream came to my heart, suffocation, remorse, emotion, fright, grief... Countless emotions, indescribable, inexplicable, incomprehensible, cut off continuously, like the black tide outside the window, overwhelming, The surge came and submerged him in an instant.

A mouthful of thick blood spurted out, Xie Qingwei pressed down on the bed, supported his crumbling body, raised his eyes, the moonlight shone on his face, pale as a ghost.

He stared blankly at the ghost in front of him: "What are you doing here?"

Gui Xiao opened his mouth, and a stiff and dull voice came out of his throat, as if he had not spoken for a long time, and he could no longer speak, and asked inappropriately: "Who... are you?"

"I..." Xie Qingwei's lips trembled, and he said in a low voice, "I... am the guilty one."

"What sin?"

"Believe traitors credulously, kill Zhongliang by mistake."

Gui Xiao reacted slowly, thought for a while in confusion, and slowly shook his head: "But I...why...don't want you to die?"

Xie Qingwei closed her eyes in pain, two lines of tears slid down from the corners of her eyes.

After the big ship docked, An Ji and his confidantes of Tianxiameng who were waiting on the shore joined together and hurried back to Luoyang. Chang Zixuan also decided to go back to Chang'an alone to purge the remnants of Mingri Pavilion. Zhong Yi and others will continue to go south to Jinling.

Le Wuyou was sitting on the carriage, with his legs dangling under the carriage and shaking, with a piece of grass in his mouth, he asked casually, "What is Daoist Xie's next plan?"

"Qingming is approaching, I will go to Tianque Mountain together with you, and fulfill the appointment between you and me."

"You deserve death," Le Wuyou spat out the grass roots with a bang, and said calmly, "Then you are just a sword for killing people. Now that the person holding the sword has been executed, I don't want to get involved any more."

Xie Qingwei said calmly: "But I can't ignore those innocent people who died under my sword."

"Then you will redeem yourself."

"what?"

Le Wuyou raised his eyes and saw Le Qishu pinching Gui Xiao's big hole, throwing him onto his shoulder, and walking towards the carriage with him on his shoulders.

His eyes moved to Xie Qingwei: "So this guy is my brother. I always thought he was dead. Since he is not dead, there is no guarantee that there will be a day when he will regain his sanity. I don't want to wait for him to change back, but find that my beloved People have killed themselves."

Xie Qingwei's eyes flickered slightly, and he stared at Gui Xiao's figure in a trance, with waves in his cold eyes.

Le Wuyou continued: "Death is the easiest thing, and living with guilt is the hardest. You killed so many innocent people, and now that the truth is revealed, you must be suffering a lot, right?"

"It's difficult to sleep and eat day and night."

"You're partial to listening and believing, and you can even lay hands on your true love. With such a heart, it's too cheap for you to apologize with death," Le Wuyou stared into his eyes, saw the overwhelming regret inside, sighed softly, and said viciously, "I hope you will always live by my brother's side, accompany him, and take care of him. No matter whether he is a man or a ghost, whether he is dead or alive, you must never leave him."

"Ayou," Zhong Yi came over and said softly, "How can you disregard other people's wishes? Daoist Xie wants to die, but you force him to live. Isn't this torture?"

"No," Xie Qingwei murmured, "I used to have no worries, no fear of life and death, but now I have it, I want to live, I want to be with him..."

It has been ten days since I returned to Jinling. Rebuilding Fengmanlou is a protracted project. After reading two pages of blueprints, Le Wuyou’s eyes are already blackened. Zhong Yi took the trouble to take the workers to measure, draw, and oversee the work...an elegant and freehand high-rise gradually took shape.

Everyone temporarily settled down in the non-drunk workshop, the weather gradually warmed up, and the gentle spring breeze wafted a faint smell of alcohol, making people feel comfortable and slightly drunk all day long.

One day, Le Wuyou was cleaning the sword, when suddenly the window moved, and Le Qishu jumped in with two wine jars between her arms, Le Wuyou was startled: "Mother, why are you acting like a thief? Did you steal something? "

"Nonsense," Le Qishu said eloquently, "How can stealing wine be considered stealing? What an elegant thing to do with poetry and wine!"

Le Wuyou blinked: "But it's not very elegant for you to jump into your son's bedroom?"

"Stop talking." Le Qishu went straight to his bed with the wine jar in his arms, lifted the curtain of Ba Bu's bed, and carefully hid the wine jar under his bed.

The corners of Le Wuyou's lips twitched: "Mother, did you hide the wine in my room?"

Before the words were finished, Le Qishu's window was suddenly broken open, and the witch hazel flew out, and the fairy in colorful clothes fell on the top of the tung tree in the courtyard, with her arms akimbo and cursed: "Le Qishu, you kill a thousand people!" Knife, where did you hide my old lady's wine?"

Le Wuyou's eyes widened suddenly, and he turned his face to speak, but Le Qishu covered his mouth and sent a voice transmission: "Little bastard, if you dare to betray me, you just wait!"

"...Mom," Le Wuyou replied sadly, "You are really rude to your son."

Jin Luxue cursed three times, but couldn't find Le Qishu, so she simply leaned back and lay on the branch, and for some reason suddenly burst into laughter.

The sound of wheels rolling could be heard from the stone road in the distance, she looked up, and saw a huge and luxurious carriage approaching like lightning, and it had arrived at the back door of the winery in no time, and a charming little maid got out of the carriage, Handing the name card to the servant at the door, he said with a smile: "Madam Chang of the Tianxia League is visiting, please pass it on to the old man."

Witch Hazel jumped down from the tree, turned over lightly in the air, and landed inside the door. The door opened slowly, and she walked out with a smile on her face: "Chang Xiangyi?"

The maid rolled up the golden jade curtain, and a gracefully dressed woman lifted her cloak and stepped down, raised her eyes to look at her, with a half-smile: "Golden hazel, I haven't seen you for a long time, are you okay?"

"Thank you Madam for your concern." Jin Lixue raised her long eyebrows, "You don't drink at all, so why come to my non-drunken wine shop?"

Chang Xiangyi said with a smile: "Isn't it okay to smash the scene?"

"You!" Jin Lixue's smile was wiped away, her face was livid, the golden whip on her arm shook and fell into her palm, "Do you really think that this old lady can't beat you?"

"She can't beat you, but she can poison you to death." A smiling voice said from behind.

Jin Huixue turned her head and saw Le Qishu walking slowly, holding a dragon head crutch.

Chang Xiangyi cupped his hands: "I've heard that the red-clothed snow sword came out of the rivers and lakes a long time ago, but her face is old and she looks like an old woman. Looking at it now, the rumors are true, pretty woman, you are really a justified pretty woman now." .”

"Poisonous girl, you are still so vicious that it is frightening," Le Qishu said, "An Guangsha has slept with you for more than [-] years, and you are merciless. You have calculated that he has no bones left."

"Thank you," Chang Xiangyi smiled lightly, without showing his teeth, dignified and virtuous, caressing a black pearl ring on his hand, and said with a smile, "He has ended up like this, all the credit lies with me, I am not greedy for credit."

Witch Hazel asked suspiciously, "What did she do?"

Le Qishu said: "If I'm not mistaken, you should be the one who came up with the idea of ​​Anji's biological father being exiled."

Chang Xiangyi nodded: "I gave him a bottle of Huagong San, which is full of medicinal power. Ji'er is a smart boy and knows what to do."

"You let An Guangsha suffer so much in the Hall of Valor, and then let him go."

"If you want to promote, you must first suppress."

"Is it also your instigation that An Guangsha went overseas after regaining his freedom?"

"After all, they have been a husband and wife for more than [-] years. I know best what he wants."

"Then you passed on his whereabouts to the spies in the non-drunken workshop."

"What?" Jin Ruixue was taken aback, and frowned, "The news I found was actually released by you on purpose?"

Chang Xiangyi glanced at her lightly: "Who told you that you are too stupid, little drunkard?"

The witch hazel snow was furious, and just about to explode, Chang Xiangyi suddenly smiled again: "I rushed from Luoyang to Jinling in only seven days, but I was turned away. It is inevitable that there is no such way of hospitality as the drunken shop." A little stingy, don't forget, my child is now the leader."

"Hahaha," Le Qishu laughed, turned to make way for the road, and stretched out her hand, "Please."

Chang Xiangyi shook off the cloak, and the dark blue feather gauze was woven with gold thread, which was brilliant in the sun. She and Le Qishu looked at each other with a smile, nodded, and walked into the door together.

Jin Lixue bared her teeth behind her back and muttered softly, "It's amazing to have a child!"

Entering the room, Chang Xiangyi took off the cloak, took the fan from the handmaid and shook it, complaining: "It's only April now, Jinling is so hot."

"If you think it's too hot, you can stay in Luoyang, why bother to go to Jinling to catch the heat?" Jin Lixue choked.

"You mean I want to come?" Chang Xiangyi glanced at her with a smile, and said coolly, "It's not hot or cold in Luoyang, wouldn't it be more comfortable, not to mention, Bai Simapo at the foot of Mang Mountain recently The snow waves of Venus are blooming, I made an appointment with the owner of the flower garden to enjoy the flowers on the eighth day of April, but now I can’t go.”

Jin Luxue dug her ears: "Which family is this woman, why are you so talkative?"

"Without Venus Snow Waves, it would be nice to have a Golden Hazel Snow Maiden." Le Qishu said with a smile, leading a dull young man in from outside the door.

It was Ghost Xiao, who changed into the gray cloth shroud, and looked more energetic, but his brows and eyes were still lifeless, like a ghost crawling out of a grave.

"This is Chai Kaiyang?" The smile on Chang Xiangyi's face disappeared, he frowned and looked at him, then reached out to roll his eyelids.

Gui Xiao suddenly raised his hand, with five fingers like claws, he grabbed Chang Xiangyi's throat fiercely.

A golden light flashed, and a long whip flew out from Jin Luxue's arm, wrapped around his wrist and pulled it back forcefully, his dry fingers could no longer move.

"Treasurer Jin is merciful!" A clear and jade-like voice sounded outside the door.

Chang Xiangyi raised his eyes and saw a long body in a Taoist robe standing outside the door, with white hair and a silver crown, and a red mole between his eyebrows, he was slightly surprised: "Thank you, Daoist?"

"Pindao has seen Mrs. Chang." Xie Qing nodded coldly and stood outside the door, but did not enter.

Chang Xiangyi frowned, but did not express his doubts, but said calmly: "Ji'er once said, thanks to Daoist Master Xie's great help for going out to sea this time, I thought that after leaving the pier, Daoist Master would travel around the world as usual , otherwise, I would definitely have invited Mr. Meng to stay for a while to learn martial arts, but I never expected to meet here, if I remember correctly, the Taoist chief is not a greedy person."

Xie Qing's eyes were calm, and he said flatly: "It's true that the poor don't drink alcohol, but the person he cares about is here, so he doesn't dare to travel far."

"A person who misses you?"

Xie Qing slightly raised his eyes to look at Ghost Xiao who was standing stiffly in the hall.

Chang Xiangyi was taken aback: "This zombie? Who are you?"

Hearing the word "zombie", Xie Qingwei's eyes tightened suddenly, and in the blink of an eye they returned to indifference, and said calmly: "The survivor."

Chang Xiangyi never expected that Xie Qingwei, who looked like snow on a high mountain, would be deeply in love with the world, he was stunned and lost his words for a moment.

"You don't need to be too surprised," Jin Haoxue loosened her long whip and said with a smile, "If you eat like fireworks in the world, you are the sons and daughters of the world of mortals. Is it like drinking heavily and singing wildly?"

Xie Qingwei shook his head: "Cultivation is hard, but it is not boring. If you don't meet Kaiyang, you may be pure-hearted and ascetic, and ask immortals. However, you don't know what happened, and you will eventually destroy the foundation of Daoism."

Le Qishu turned to look at him: "Do you regret it?"

"No regrets."

Chang Xiangyi sighed deeply, and murmured: "Back then, An Guangsha raided No Return Mountain to leave a way for the elder sister to retreat, but she still chose to fight to the death with Feng Qiwu, little drunkard, savage Mother-in-law, do you think she regretted the moment she was about to die?"

Presumably there is still no regrets. Three thousand worlds are ten feet soft red, but they take a ladle of weak water alone and drink them up generously. How enviable is the tenderness and pride in it, and what is there to regret?

"Thank you, Daoist," Chang Xiang recalled, "You must have heard of the method of making ghost generals from Wanguifen."

Xie Qing's eyes darkened slightly: "Put iron nails into the brain to imprison his mind, then infuse it with witchcraft to destroy his muscles and bones, and finally soak his body with highly poisonous poison, concocting the flesh like a walking corpse."

"That's right, although I've been quite successful in treating poison, I've never attempted to undo the restraint of ghost generals," Chang Xiangyi said thoughtfully, "After I received the letter from the pretty woman Fei Ge, I thought about it for a long time... ..."

Xie Qing suffocated slightly, and asked urgently: "Is there a way to recover?"

"Go against it."

"what?"

"The ghost general's body has been soaked in a highly poisonous poison. It is like copper skin and iron bones. It is half dead. Although it is still alive, if you want to detoxify, you must use the same method, soak your whole body in the potion, and fight the poison with the poison. Only then can you regain your body."

Xie Qingwei is so smart, he immediately understood her intentions, his face turned pale in an instant, and he murmured: "This is the first step, after that, we need to reshape the muscles and bones, and take out the iron nails..."

"good."

"No... I have heard that the probability of failure in concocting ghost generals is extremely high. If you want to go this way again... No," Xie Qingwei shook his head, "What's more, reshaping the flesh and bones will definitely be painful..."

"But we have to do it," Le Qishu said, she raised her eyes, looked at Gui Xiao's lifeless eyes, and gritted her teeth, "My Kaiyang disciple is an indomitable hero in the world, he would rather die than tolerate become such a ghost.”