Shuoyun Feidu

The cold wind howled in from the window, and the snow-white veil was blown up and fluttered wildly, like a series of white deserted rainbow shadows.

In the pitch-black coffin, the woman was pillowed like a waterfall of blue silk, with a peaceful expression, as if she was in deep sleep. The coffin was filled with flowers, giving off a lonely and melancholy fragrance.

Beitang Rongdu was spotless from top to bottom, dressed in plain white, with a face as calm as water, a silver mandala on the earlobe, and two long cold tassels falling down, hanging long and empty.

--This person is dead, and even if the seasons change and the stars change, I can no longer hear him call 'mother', can no longer open my eyes to look at him, can no longer sew clothes and shoes for him, can no longer laugh at Yan Yan , shining like spring flowers...

The cold wind in the hall made it gloomy and desolate. Beitang Rongdu was sitting beside the coffin, a plain gauze lamp was dimly lit. The light was calm and steady. On the forehead of Beitang, there are patterns of tangled crabapple patterns.

"...Are you complaining about me?" A voice broke the silence lightly, and a tall figure stood in the darkness not far away. The flowers and trees outside the pavilion were swaying, making slight noises in the night like a black pool.Beitang Rongdu carefully outlined the flowers and leaves on the snow-white skin with a brush, and finally finished the complicated and beautiful pattern, adding a bit of beauty to the woman who closed her eyes and slept forever, and then threw away the rouge pen , carefully arranging the other party's clothes and temples with his hands, with a continuous smile on his mouth, he said with a soft smile: "...how could it be? I killed the person my father wouldn't let me kill, it should be my father who was angry with me... I Killing the father's child along with that woman violated the father's will, father, are you going to punish me?...or should I be called 'father' or should I be called 'uncle'?"

A crisp slap stopped the boy's laughter.A red five-fingerprint was mercilessly slapped on the snow-white face. Beitang Zunyue's eyes shone coldly in the dim light. Looking at the boy who was slapped for the first time in front of him, he felt cold. He said: "If you want to kill someone, as long as you have the ability, you can go, and no one will stop you... It's just that no one can go against what I said, this slap is to make you remember this. "After finishing speaking, there was a 'pop' sound and another slap in the face. Beitang Zun Yue sneered, and forcibly held the boy's chin to force him to look up: "You are promising, you have grown up, um Threatening a few servants with suicide, your life is so cheap? This slap is to remind you that my son is not so worthless!"

Beitang Rongdu stared at him, suddenly became furious, and threw himself towards Beitang Zunyue, without moves, without using internal strength, and without drawing any weapons, just like an ordinary local ruffian. Punching with fists, kicking with feet, desperately entangled with the man to wrestle, while screaming: "It's all you! Why did you touch her? If you didn't touch her, she wouldn't die! She is your sister, and You are also the seed of the Beitang family! Now she is dead! Dead!"

Beitang Zunyue didn't do anything, just grabbed the boy's wrists, bound his legs, and prevented him from kicking and beating, until Beitang Rongdu slammed his forehead into the man's chin, Beitang Zunyue said Just annoyed, he threw Beitang Rongdu to the ground, and then stepped on his chest, making him unable to struggle.Beitang Zun Yue coldly shouted: "I touch her... If I don't touch your mother, where did you come from!"

Beitang Rongdu was firmly trampled, unable to move, he was lying on the ground, the crazy red color in his eyes gradually faded, and suddenly he laughed softly, until Beitang Zunyue's foot on him had withdrawn , He still didn't get up, just curled up and smiled.Beitang Zun looked at the boy shrunk into a small ball on the ground, and a slight warmth flashed in his golden pupils. He picked up the boy, patted him on the back, and said in a low voice: " You are my son, what does this look like!...Okay, I will not beat you again, okay? Anshi has already let you kill me, so what else do you want to do, I will leave it up to you ,Um?"

Beitang Rongdu gradually stopped laughing, and then remained silent for a while, letting the man hold him.After a long time, the coldness and bloodthirsty in the blue eyes gradually faded away, Beitang Rongdu hugged the man's neck tightly, pressed his forehead against the other's neck, and said softly: "Father, mother is dead... I , very uncomfortable... very uncomfortable..."

The low and hoarse child's voice rang in the man's ears, and the child hugged his neck tightly, as if looking for something to cling to, like a drowning man grabbing a piece of driftwood... It is his child, with the same blood and flesh as him, who can cry, laugh, smart, cunning, and cruel. It is a fresh and novel life. Perhaps no matter who it is in his life, there will always be Some people are special. Even a cold and ruthless person like him would unconsciously put the child with his blood in a place with the passing of time without paying attention. It is very special, in a position that no one else can replace... Beitang Zunyue patted the boy on the back, his eyes were naturally ruthless and cold, but at this moment, even in that cold gaze, there was a faint Showing a soft expression that can be called tenderness, he coaxed: "My son, I know you are uncomfortable." Beitang Rongdu rested his head on the man's neck, and he didn't know whether to repeat or question: "...you Do you know?" Beitang Zun became more and more stagnant, then frowned slightly, and said in a low voice: "Okay, father and son, mother and son, brothers and sisters, etc., I really don't know much about it..." He smiled softly: "You Grandparents didn't care much about me and Beitangyun since they were young, but they only taught us martial arts and the like. If we don't satisfy people, we will be punished severely... Beitangyun and this seat have known each other since they were young. Grab, a little older, and gradually know how to assassinate and poison each other. When I was 11 years old, I was almost shot to death by a back arrow when I was out hunting... So father and son, mother and son, brothers and sisters, etc. Yes, this seat is indeed not very clear."

He patted his son on the back and said, "However, if you die, I should be very unhappy, so I can probably understand what you are thinking now...Your mother is gone, but your own father is gone." I'm still here, I'm still here, huh?... If you don't like having brothers and sisters, I won't have other children in the future. If you don't want people to know your life experience, I'll let everyone know who you are. The three people with the mark on their bodies are all killed, except for me and you, no one will know about it in the future, okay?"

But the child in his arms didn't speak. After a long while, Beitang Rongdu asked softly: "Father...why did you let me be born?" I stayed overnight in the Yinhua Pavilion, and later discovered that mark... People in the Beitang family, regardless of gender, were born with this mark."

At that time, he was only 15 years old, and the girl under him blushed from beginning to end. She closed her eyes and dared not look at him. She just endured it tremblingly. The shy moans and gasps behind the tents were turned red. Then, at the moment when he turned the opponent over and was about to relive the soft jade fragrance again, the small scarlet mark on the snow-white skin suddenly reflected in his eyes...

Beitang Zun Yue stroked the boy's soft hair, and said lightly: "Later she became pregnant, and I was very happy to see her. If that's the case, then let her give birth. Anyway, as long as I don't say anything about it. , she won't know..."

The father and son just stayed in the dark and gloomy hall, only hearing the cold wind.After a long time, Beitang Rongdu let go of the man's neck, and gently pushed his father's strong shoulders: "...Father, let me come down."

Beitang Zunyue let go of the boy.Beitang Rongdu walked to the coffin, looked deeply at the people inside for a long time, then slowly closed the coffin lid, knelt on the ground and kowtowed three times in a row.

I don't know when it started to rain outside, Beitang Rongdu stood up, and said quietly: "Father, I am not young now, after my mother is buried, I want to get out of the castle, go out to gain some experience, hone my skills A few years... I have already memorized the whole text of the Beitang family's secret heart method "Qianlujue", and I can practice it slowly by myself. I have been asked to recite the martial arts in the secret pavilion in the castle since I was a child, and I can also recite them now. Many, enough to use, with the foundation of 'Thousand Records Jue', all kinds of exercises can be practiced very quickly, only need to spend time in the future to gradually get used to it, I don't need my father to teach me anymore... The power of Unsheltered Fortress is all over the place The world, so, I will go everywhere to test my real ability, maybe I can make some achievements to show my father... The Beitang family never needs waste."

As he said, he walked up to the man and kowtowed, "Please father, please do it."

Beitang Zun Yue looked at him, in the dim light, the man was standing in the corner, unable to see the expression on his face clearly.

So there is a long wait.Beitang Rongdu knelt on the ground, quietly maintaining the posture of touching his forehead to the ground, until Beitang Zun Yue raised his sword eyebrows and said a word: "...OK."

Outside the hall, it was raining like a waterfall.