light boat anecdote

The water curtain hangs high and flows straight down, like a silver silk that connects the clear water and blue sky, sending out an earth-shattering roar.

Xiao Muzhi meditated on the stone slab below the waterfall, his star eyes drooping slightly, his vermilion lips slightly parted, he placed the Skylight Sword on his knees, let the water wash away the blood on the blade, the sound of the water bombarded his ears, his heart His boredom and gloom, together with the blood, flowed away with the water.

In a short time, he was in a deep mountain valley again, and saw a dark green bird standing on a branch, combing its feathers, tilting its head to look at him, and chirping at him a few times.This bird is not afraid of people?He was a little surprised, and cautiously moved closer to the bird. The bird stretched its neck and squeaked, and another bird responded not far away. Then, from near to far, and from far to near, thousands The voices of tens of thousands of birds echoed endlessly in the valley.

Thousands of feathers rushed towards his face, before he could dodge, the sound of playing and singing came from his ears again.In the blink of an eye, he found that the ground under his feet had changed, and he came to a wedding hall.Xiao Muzhi was wearing a red dress for some unknown reason, and followed the bride to the church to get married in a daze.The bride was actually taller than him, and after the master of ceremonies shouted "Enter the bridal chamber", the bride hurriedly took Xiao Muzhi's hand around the back room, unable to shake it off no matter what.

"My lady, my lady, don't worry, don't worry!" As soon as he entered the room, the bride was anxious to help him take off his clothes, but she still had a red hijab on her head!Alas, what kind of decency, what kind of decency!Xiao Muzhi shook his head, how could he marry such a dissatisfied daughter-in-law?

Hearing this, the bride quickly withdrew her hands and acted shyly, sat on the bed obediently, patted the bed board, and hooked her hands at him.Xiao Muzhi let out a long breath and sat down beside the bride.Picking up the scales on the side, and picking up a corner of the red hijab...Suddenly, he had a strange feeling that it was not the first time he was in this situation, and when he lifted the hijab, he seemed to see something he shouldn't have seen...it must be I thought too much, Xiao Muzhi smiled lightly, and was about to lift the red hijab, but the bride was impatient to wait, so she pulled the red hijab off, revealing a handsome and extraordinary face.

So handsome!Staring at that face, Xiao Muzhi couldn't help but sigh with emotion.

Wait... Handsome? !

This "bride" is actually a man!A thunderbolt struck Xiao Muzhi's mind, and his eyes went blank.

The bride pursed her lips and snickered, winked at him, and said in a deep voice, "Master, let's hurry up to the bridal chamber! I can't wait!" Hastily untied Xiao Muzhi's belt, and led him to the bed.

Xiao Muzhi was still immersed in shock, he didn't come back to his senses for a long time, until he was turned over by the bride and pressed against himself with the thing under her body, he pulled out the Skylight Sword from nowhere and kicked the bride. Kicked him under the bed and put the sword against his neck.Xiao Muzhi's face turned blue and red, he didn't know whether it was from anger or shame.

"Sanggong..." The bride looked at Xiao Muzhi pitifully with a grievance on her face, as if she was saying that it was Xiao Muzhi who tore up his clothes indiscriminately, and it was Xiao Muzhi who pushed people down to play hooliganism. , What a rascal!

The two stood together angrily, rubbing their brows and trying to calm themselves down.One hugged the table leg and stared at the blade, his eyes were almost cross-eyed.Xiao Muzhi felt a headache seeing his stupidity, and sighed deeply.

When the bride saw that he had moved, she smiled at him: "Mu Zhi, didn't you agree to marry me?"

Yes, I said yes, I want to marry you.

But who are you...

wrong!wrong!Nothing is right!Xiao Muzhi shook his head, recalling that he went from the waterfall to the deep valley, and then came here again in a blink of an eye. No matter how good the lightness kung fu is, it is impossible to be so fast—dream!I am dreaming!

"call--"

Xiao Muzhi woke up from the dream in a cold sweat. After thinking about it for a long time on the bed, he realized that it was not the first time he had dreamed of that person.He is so real, yet so far away.His voice, his smile, and the strong smell of medicine on his body, I can vaguely feel it, but I don't even know his name.

Forget it, I have had the problem of forgetting things since a year ago, and I can't remember things from two or three days ago, not to mention some old things that are old and rotten.What I remember most clearly is the pipa music that has been lingering in my ears all the time in my dream. It is slow and fast according to the situation I am in, and the cadence is up and down. I am like the protagonist in the song, dancing swords and laughing along with the tune Cursing angrily, my mood fluctuates along with the song.

It's useless to think too much, and it adds to troubles.Xiao Muzhi tidied up his clothes, tidied them up neatly, picked up the painting bag on the desk and went out.

He is a painter. Although the paintings he paints are not elegant, they sell well, just because he paints erotic pictures.

The old bustard of Wanhua Building asked him to draw some pictures for the girls in the building, so that he could hang them at the door to attract business.He came early, and the oiran was still with the guests, so the bustard poured him a cup of tea and told him to wait in the lobby for a while.

Xiao Muzhi leaned on the pillars in the hall with his arms folded, looking at the bosses and guests coming and going.Although the people who came to Wanhualou were all high-ranking officials and dignitaries, most of them were crooked and unsightly, and it is not common to see such handsome, handsome guests.The girls wanted to come over to strike up a conversation, but most of them only walked halfway, and they were shocked by his unapproachable aura and dared not take a step closer.

How could this be a painter, those sharp eyes, those who knew that he thought it was his impatience to wait, secretly sulked, but those who didn’t know that he thought that what he was carrying was not a painting bag, but a sword, and he was about to pull out the sword in the next second What about killing ring!

A few blind people thought that they would not be able to strike up a conversation, so they teased him, and staged a scene of falling and knocking out in front of him from time to time. The smell of powder made him sneeze repeatedly. He couldn't take it anymore, so he straightened up and walked to the door up.

As soon as he walked to the door, a familiar sound of pipa came to his ears.Xiao Muzhi opened his eyes slightly, listened carefully for a while, and recognized that this piece was the pipa piece he heard in his dream. He walked out of the door in confusion, and walked along the long street following the tune. It was as if there was an invisible thread leading him in one direction.Finally, I stopped in front of a fortune-telling booth.

The player who played the pipa was an old man. The old man plucked the strings, shaking his head and forgetting his feelings.At the end of the song, seeing Xiao Muzhi standing in front of the booth with a solemn expression, he put the pipa aside, cleared his throat, and put on a smiling face: "My lord, do you want to draw lots?"

Xiao Muzhi shook his head, and was about to go back to the Nanfeng Pavilion, when the old man suddenly said: "Looking from the heart, young master must have been worrying and dreaming recently, confused, not knowing where he came from and where he should go. "

Xiao Muzhi stopped, turned around and looked at the old man carefully.The old man with white hair and childlike face, dressed in a black long cloak and holding a feather fan, looked at him calmly, as if he could see through his heart disease at a glance.

He sat down and slapped the broken silver on the table: "Continue."

The old man shook his fan, stared at Xiao Muzhi for a while, and said in a deep voice, "Young Master, there is a man in your dream. You remember his face, but you can't remember your relationship with him. Right?"

"Exactly! And..." Xiao Muzhi's eyes fluttered, his cheeks were flushed, he stumbled and dared not speak further.

"Ok?"

And we are both men, but I always dream of going to the clouds with him!

Xiao Muzhi gritted his teeth, he was ashamed to say that he was a broken sleeve in front of the old man, if the old man was too frightened to lift up his breath, it would be troublesome.

The old man smiled, and did not continue to ask Xiao Muzhi what he hadn't finished, but asked, "Do you remember that person's surname and first name?"

"I can't remember...but I remember he has a totem on his back, which is a bug." Xiao Muzhi replied seriously.

"That's not a bug, it's a scorpion..." the old man whispered.

"What did you say?"

"It's nothing." The old man smiled and said solemnly, "Forgive me, if you let me linger in Firework Lane again and again, one day, you won't even be able to remember your own name."

I just went to draw pictures for them, besides, what is the relationship between the two?Xiao Muzhi looked suspicious, seeing that the old man started to tidy up the stall, putting the sticks, hexagrams, pens and inks, etc. into the bamboo basket one by one.

Xiao Muzhi hurriedly cupped his fists and bowed his waist: "Please enlighten me, senior, how can I get back my past memories?"

The old man sighed and said: "The past is like the past, why bother to follow the same path? Young master, it is not a bad thing to forget sometimes, and it is not necessarily a good thing to remember."

"Whether it's good or bad, it's my memory after all. I don't want to live in ignorance. I also care about the person who appeared in the dream..."

Hearing this, the old man paused slightly, as if he had been touched by something.Xiao Muzhi hugged the pipa he left behind, and asked respectfully: "By the way, senior, I have one more question. What's the name of the piece you just played?"

The old man was silent for a long time, and said softly: "Sing into a dream."

"What's the origin of this song? I keep dreaming about it. Maybe it has something to do with my past?"

Alas, not only is it related to your past, but also your present and future are inseparable from it.

The old man shook his head and walked around the alley on crutches. Xiao Muzhi helped him hold the pipa like a piano boy, and walked slowly behind him.He told the old man all the dreams he remembered... except for Chunmeng, of course.For some reason, he always felt that the old man had an inexplicable sense of intimacy, and even if he didn't answer, he still wanted to tell him these things.

The two of them walked one after the other, finally walked out of the alley and came to the riverside.They are like old friends who have known each other for a long time, chatting and laughing happily under the afterglow of the setting sun.One murmured while the other listened quietly, as if there were only the two of them left in the world.

After Xiao Muzhi told all the stories, the old man took the pipa in his hand, glanced at him and said, "According to my son, tomorrow is the fourth day of the convention, and on the fourth day you will forget what happened in the previous three days." Things. How about this, if you still remember me tomorrow and come here in Youshi, I will tell you the origin of the song."

"This..." Xiao Muzhi hesitated a little, but suddenly a flash of light flashed in his mind, and he nodded again and again: "Then follow the words of the seniors, and the juniors will come as scheduled."

"So good."

After making an appointment, the two bid farewell to each other and went home.

Xiao Muzhi didn't go home directly, but stopped at the pharmacy halfway to buy a bottle of refreshing water.He thought in his heart, since he would forget everything about the previous three days when he woke up, he would not sleep tonight!Tomorrow, I will go to the seniors to inquire clearly, and if I find out the root cause, maybe I can remember everything?

I have been depressed for the past few days, and finally met such a god-man who can help me, Xiao Muzhi smiled as he thought about it.It is especially rare for a person who is usually indifferent to smile, causing the neighbors to speculate on what good things happened to "Xiao Wangsan".Xiao Muzhi didn't recognize those people, but just to be in a good mood, he gave them the few erotic pictures left at home.

The bachelor was secretly happy after seeing those paintings, and quietly put them in his arms.The family man didn't take a look, but was snatched by the woman at home. While pulling the man's ears, she stamped her feet and scolded Xiao Muzhi for being shameless.Xiao Muzhi didn't hold back, and whistled to shut out the noise of the couple. He picked up the small bottle of refreshing water on the table, sniffed it close to his nose, and drank it down in one gulp.

While Xiao Muzhi was sitting on the straw mat looking at the moon in a daze, on the other side, the fortune-teller was soaking in the barrel, staring at the bright moon on the branches outside the window in a daze.If there is anyone next to him at this time, he might be taken aback by his appearance: his body below the face does not match his old face at all, he is strong and vigorous, not an old man's body at all, just like replanting flowers and planting trees, replanting dead flowers Connected to the pillars.

He submerged his whole body in the water.Not long after, a flesh-colored skin surfaced, and then, a handsome man broke through the water and surfaced.

This person is the person Xiao Muzhi saw in his dream, and also the young master of Qi Fengmen——Gu Linyuan.

"Mu Zhi..."

Gu Linyuan raised his head, and as soon as he closed his eyes, Xiao Muzhi's face appeared and disappeared in the darkness.It had been a long time since he had looked at his face and heard his voice so closely.Originally, he shouldn't have been so impulsive. When he saw Xiao Muzhi entered the brothel, he played the pipa to lure him to come to him.It's been ten years, three days and three days, every time I've been looking at him from afar, I can see him but I can't touch him, seeing that he is about to sink into the land of tenderness, Gu Linyuan really can't hold back.

"Mu Zhi...Mu...um..."

With a sigh of satisfaction, the water surface that was originally splashed with water finally returned to calm.Gu Linyuan stood up, grabbed the shirt on the screen, put the gloves on his body, and walked to the hall with his chest half exposed.

On the sandalwood high table in the hall is a superbly crafted knife holder. The sword on the knife holder emits a daunting cold light through the half-hollow scabbard.Only its owner knows how many resentful souls there are under this sword, but tomorrow its owner will forget that he once had such a sword.

Gu Linyuan stared at the sky for a while, grasped the hilt of the sword and wanted to pick it up, but in the end he didn't make the next move, but turned around and picked up the pipa, plucked the strings a few times, put it into the package and carried it on his back. On his back, he walked out of the hall and came to the courtyard. After walking a few steps, he concentrated his energy on his dantian, soared straight up, and stepped on the eaves.

Gu Linyuan was as light as a swallow, wandering among the tiles, and soon arrived at the unoccupied house opposite Xiao Mu's house - this is how every three days, he played the dream song, making Xiao Muzhi forget everywhere.

I don't know if he slept or not.

Gu Linyuan put the pipa on the desk, walked to the window, and saw that the window of Xiao Mu's house was still lit by candlelight. He was still awake at this point?If he doesn't sleep, dream chant won't be effective... He frowned, walked out from the back door, flew to the roof, jumped onto Xiao Muzhi's roof through the trees between the two houses, and carefully revealed Open a tile, want to see what he is busy with.

Unexpectedly, Xiao Muzhi was staring at the roof in a daze, and when he opened it, the two met eyes.Xiao Muzhi's state of mind at this time was more sour than frightened. Looking at that familiar yet unfamiliar face, he always felt that this scene seemed familiar...