don't make trouble

Good Town, Bishui Road.

In the deep and silent night, the full moon hangs high, and the moonlight veils the densely branched forest.The dense black in the woods, the extremely green leaves and grass are also dark and faint.

From time to time, the sound of birds flapping their wings and the continuous chirping of insects seem to be whispers in the summer night.

Large expanses of poplar and pine trees gather to form a forest. In the depths of the forest, a Gothic-style villa stands tall. From a distance, the villa is very tall, but its appearance is very delicate.

There is only one light in the villa every night, a small light, yellowish in color, a little warm, but also a little decadent and decaying.From dusk to day, it burns at sunset and rests at sunrise.

This scene is invisible to ordinary people, one reason is that the Bishui Villa is the most luxurious and mysterious villa in Gude Town, which is far away from the urban area and adjacent to the suburbs.

Some say they have inadvertently trespassed on this land.The first thing I saw was such an exquisite and luxurious villa, but in a blink of an eye, the villa disappeared, replaced by a pavilion surrounded by mountains and rivers, built with Zhulanyu.

The man stretched out his hand and rubbed his eyes, thinking that he was dazzled.Looking again, it is still the mysterious villa with a mysterious background that the rich people in Gude Town can't wait to see, but they can't catch up.

But the specific situation, probably only the owner of the villa knows.To describe it in one sentence is not enough for outsiders.

Pavilions.From a high altitude.Small bridge and flowing water.River Ting gurgling.

Beside Bishui Ting, in Loulan Pavilion.A black fire basket was placed on the dark blue stone table, a light yellow flame was slightly lit in the fire basket, and the light of the fire was faintly shadowed by the breeze.

The tall man was dressed in a black robe, and the one-piece hat covered most of his cheeks. With the flickering of the fire, the printed man's face became more blurred and difficult to distinguish.

The man's hand was raised slightly, and after a while, a cloud of purple light rose from the flames.Every minute and every second, the light cluster got bigger and bigger and more intense.

"Hahaha......"

The man's voice was hoarse and he let out a broken laugh. The air seemed to be stagnant for a moment, and the purple light group gradually revealed a majestic and handsome face, with narrow and long eyes, his face was peaceful but strange and unpredictable.

When the man saw the familiar face in the purple light group, he put away his arrogant smile, but there was an evil pride that couldn't be hidden between his brows.

"Old man, I have found them, and this time I will take matters firmly into my own hands."

The man clenched his palms slightly as he spoke, his brows were full of arrogance and confidence.

"Yi'er, don't regret it."

"I will never regret it, old man, no one can stop me, let alone you!"

The people in the Ziyouguang group frowned, this child was not like this before, at least when he saw him, he was still a bloody but kind child.

In those few years, the court collapsed, the army was in turmoil, and the Liang Dynasty did not control the country. He traveled alone, wandering around the rivers and lakes, and made his home all over the world.

He had heard a long time ago that the folk customs in the river are simple and honest, and the people live and work in peace and contentment, and are very prosperous.Thinking about coming to Jiangshui is the only piece of pure land in the troubled times. After longing for it for a long time, I finally arrived at Jiangshui.

Under the wise governance of their lord, the people of Jiangshui can say that it is a paradise of peach blossoms where chickens and dogs hear each other, with yellow hair hanging down, and they come and go.

But when he came here, although there were not millions of corpses and devastation everywhere, the atmosphere was strangely restless, like the last calm before the storm.Some have not exploded yet, but everything is gaining momentum.

Feeling this feeling for no reason, he only thought in his heart that there are only a few days left, five days at the latest, and it is not suitable to stay here for a long time.In troubled times, how can we hope for a pure land?

Seeing that the sun was setting towards the west, after thinking about it for a while, he decided to stay an extra day, so he found an inn to rest.

At night when the candles were turned off and he was falling asleep, there were sounds of punching and kicking outside the inn. He didn't want to meddle in other people's business, but for some reason, he took a second look. It was the same look. He saw the child and felt pity.

In the brightly lit inner courtyard of the inn, the child was besieged by a group of people, fists fell on him like raindrops, and he was kicked from time to time, making him look thin and weak.

"Kill him to death for me!"

"If you don't know what is good or bad, give it to me."

"beat!"

A group of strong men restrained the child in this way, not allowing resistance, which is common in troubled times, but he could clearly see the child's eyes - tenacious and unyielding.

I already had the idea of ​​wanting to save him in my heart, but I was not in a hurry to make a move.He saw that the child seemed to have some kung fu skills, and he seemed to be used to being beaten.The whole movement protected the fatal acupoint very well, and I was more determined to save him, so I stopped watching.

While the movement was flickering, there was a crisp sound, and the lord's big men all froze, frozen in place like puppets, motionless.

"Are you OK?"

"Ahem...it's okay."

The child spat out blood, but he didn't care about it at all. His eyes were sharp, and he stared straight at the big guys. He picked up the blood on the ground, raised the knife in his hand, and sprinkled blood.

"Ahem...it's over!"

"you......?"

He stood there in shock, looked at the child without knowing how to react, and mercilessly chopped off those who beat him.At that time, he thought, this child is a person who can endure, and I am afraid that he is also a person who holds grudges.

Sure enough, as he expected, he really remembered the hatred later, and was blinded by the hatred, abruptly pulling out the last trace of kindness.This is something for later, let's not mention it for now.

"I won't let anyone stand in my way, they're damned."

The child's eyes were fierce, like a little leopard, with awe-inspiring aura.This made him very satisfied.

"Are you willing to practice with me? I can teach you more skills."

"Meet the master."

The child knelt on the ground and bowed to the teacher without any objection. After that night, he took the child and left the river.

He said he was a child, but in fact he was already a tough young man. He said his name was Qingyi, his hometown, and the person he cared about the most passed away, and he would avenge him, but he never mentioned his own life experience.

In fact, Qingyi didn't say anything, he could guess that before leaving, Qingyi insisted on going to the lord's mansion, the love in his eyes showed.He used to be a member of this village. He knew that the leader of the Jiangshui League was very popular among the people, but he died for no reason. The leader's mansion without an heir was instantly torn apart. This child is nostalgic.

"Qing Yi is the leader's confidant!"

"..."

After he asked this sentence, Qingyi didn't answer, but just took one last look in silence, turned and left without delay.

As expected, within three days after they left, the horseshoes broke through the river, the people died on the streets and were displaced, and the flames of war erupted instantly.

For some reason, he deliberately concealed these things, maybe at that time he just wanted to prevent this child from being blinded by hatred in the future.

But he still failed. When he taught him all the skills, he was no longer useful and was discarded.

"My good master, apprentice, I have "served" you for so many years, and it is time to send you to enjoy your old age in peace."

"Yi'er, why do you think of me like this?"

He couldn't remember whether it was shock or despair in his eyes at that time?He never thought that he would look like that in Qingyi's heart, he thought that Qingyi and him were connected, but he didn't expect...

"Old man, what do you make me think of you? I have been "serving" you for so many years without complaint, and seeing your blushing face under me makes me feel...disgusted."

Seeing Qingyi's delicate and handsome face full of disdain, he spat out the last two words maliciously.The sweetness in his eyes before seemed to be all his imagination, and the throbbing pain in his heart told him that he was a failure, but he really loved him.

"You really didn't treat me...?"

"No, you defiled|defiled me!"

Qingyi resolutely denied his question, and announced in the most painful way that he, a person who has lived for hundreds of years, had failed emotionally for the first time.

Qing Yi took his life that day, he did not make any resistance, he has lived for hundreds of years, never aged and never died, until now life has nothing to love, death may be the best ending for him.

He took a deep look at the person he treated sincerely, there was no grievance, no hatred, it was just his own wishful thinking, why blame others.I just hope that person can be safe and happy, and then calmly closed his eyes.

She didn't expect to be able to open her eyes again, and she didn't expect to see his Yi'er first.

Qing Yi has changed beyond recognition.He became even worse than that last time, he was indeed overwhelmed by hatred, and there was no clear light in his eyes.

"I found them. Even if you concealed everything about them, let me find them."

"what do you want to do?"

"doing what?"

Liu Qingyi's eyes were full of evil, his eyes were clouded with hatred, and he spoke with a hoarse voice.

"I want those who betrayed Brother Yanbei to never be reborn."

"Have you ever thought about it, did Chu Yanbei think so?"

"Oh, there is no one who doesn't hate people who have betrayed themselves."

Liu Qingyi spoke naturally, looking at this young man who had been trapped and locked up for thousands of years, his eyes were arrogant.

"Is...?" I don't hate you, you know?Yun Qing's eyes are lowered, but you don't care if I hate you or not.

Liu Qingyi turned around, stretched his arms, his tall figure was covered in a black robe, blown by the wind, like a lion in the dark night.

"I won't let him go, just watch how I succeed."

Turning around suddenly, her cheeks moved closer, her jet-black pupils reflected a faint purple light, her lips opened and closed.

"I'll hold him in the palm of my hand and squeeze him to death bit by bit. Do you think it's okay?"

Yun Qing is already a soul body, so he can't feel the warmth of Liu Qingyi as a human being, but the moment he got closer, he was stunned, as if he felt his heartbeat, although it was just his illusion.

Liu Qingyi didn't seem to want his answer, and then continued talking.

"Master, you will always be with me."

The tone of the statement is so indescribable.Yun Qing didn't know how to answer him, but just stared deeply, without saying a word.