he doesn't use a knife

In autumn, there are very few tourists in Liuyun Huaxie.

The night is dark, and there is a crescent moon hanging.

The current is turbulent, the shadows of the bamboo trees are swaying, and the same embossed pattern is carved on the stone bridge of the promenade, which glows with a cool silver glow under the light of the moonlight.

It's quiet here.

It was so quiet that it seemed that no one would come here again.

But the scenery here is indeed unique.

Anyone who has seen it once will never forget this unique beauty.

When Xue Lanling walked in, he still felt it was very familiar.

Seven years ago, he was a frequent visitor to Liuyun Huaxie.

He was born and grew up in the Central Plains, and he never thought that he would leave the Central Plains one day.

Just like when he stood here admiring the flowers and looking at the moon, letting the lanterns fall and turn, and the plain paper crossing the water, at that time, he never expected that in the long years after that, what he searched for at night and recalled in a trance were all just like this. A landscape that will be forgotten.

When he walked in like this, Duan Yishuang followed behind him.

They are different than usual.

The difference is that, usually, Xue Lanling is dressed in black robes, his pale complexion is hidden in the darkness, like white jade that will never be opened.

But tonight Xue Lanling was dressed in white.

He was dressed in white, with the jade flute still slanted around his waist, and his long hair flowed down, with only two frosty white tassels wrapped around him.

Totally different from his usual.

Looking at it this way, Xue Lanling is not like Xue Lanling, but more like a free and easy young man.

It's not like people from the rivers and lakes.

On the other hand, the flawless sword is always dressed in plain clothes and has a dusty temperament.

——Today, he was wearing black clothes.

The black is still as black as usual, and the gold thread on the sleeves is almost the same as Xue Lanling's usual clothes.

He tied a ponytail, with a long string of golden feather tassels hanging from it, which made the dusty and cold in the past become bright and radiant, which seemed to be a bit of a fussy article.

The water in the pool under the corridor is faint, reflecting a crescent moon.

When Xue Lanling turned his head to look over, he untied the jade flute at his waist and fiddled with the golden feather tassel hanging on the horse's tail.

The tassel swayed like a golden glow.

Xue Lanling said: "This should be the most colorful thing you have ever worn."

Duan Yishuang pursed her lips and did not answer.

Xue Lanling couldn't help laughing: "Why this expression? It's clear that you wanted to make me happy, but it seems like I'm forcing you now."

Duan Yishuang could only say: "I... am not very used to it."

Xue Lanling said: "I understand this, but my brother was born so good-looking, and he has always been like that in the past, it is indeed a waste of money."

Duan Yishuang tightened the hand holding the sword, changed the subject and said, "Aren't you here to enjoy the scenery?"

Xue Lanling looked at him for a while, then smiled and said, "Of course I'm here to enjoy the scenery, but there are always interesting things to do while enjoying the scenery. If you enjoy the scenery just for the sake of viewing the scenery, it will only make people feel boring."

Duan Yishuang followed his words and asked, "What interesting things do you want to do?"

Xue Lanling said: "There is a century-old green tree in the Liuyun Huaxie. It is said that the Liuyun Huaxie was built here for such a tree. Therefore, there is also a legend in the Central Plains. Anyone who can climb to the top of the tree can get the blessing of the green tree."

Duan Yishuang said: "You also believe it?"

Xue Lanling said: "I didn't believe it before."

Duan Yishuang asked: "Do you believe it now?"

Xue Lanling said: "I don't believe it now either."

"Then you said so much, didn't you want to climb to the top of the tree?"

"No," Xue Lanling smiled softly, "I really want to go to the top of the tree."

Duan Yishuang was confused by his words: "But you don't believe it."

Xue Lanling laughed softly, put his arms around Duan Yishuang's waist, and wrapped him in his arms.

His breath was warm, and the faint fragrance seemed to follow him everywhere.

Xue Lanling said: "Whether I believe it or not, there is always a reason for what I want to do."

Duan Yishuang looked up at him.

Xue Lanling said again: "...It's just that I should admit one thing."

Duan Yishuang stared at his protruding Adam's apple, and asked dazedly, "What's the matter?"

Xue Lanling said: "Because you are by my side, I want to do something interesting."

A hundred-year-old tree is said to be a hundred years old, but no one knows whether it has a hundred years or not.

But it is indeed in the middle of the Liuyun Flower Pavilion, and it is extremely high, so high that you can't see the bottom, it seems that it really towers into the clouds.

When Xue Lanling jumped up with Duan Yishuang in his arms and flew into the top of the tree, everything in the Liuyun Flower Pavilion turned into a bright star.

This tree is really tall, so high that two people can sit on the branches, and even lie flat on the tree.

Looking down, among the dense leaves, you can still see the bright scenery outside the flowing clouds and flower pavilions.

The Central Plains are naturally vast.

From here, one cannot see the Central Plains thoroughly, even the surrounding long streets, pavilions and low houses, one cannot see them all.

However, they sat side by side on the tree like this, looking at the dark night with a layer of dim light, it was rare to feel warm.

Duan Yishuang's heart beat faster.

He hesitated, but finally asked: "What was it like when you...were in the Central Plains?"

He rarely had the courage to ask Xue Lanling such and such questions.

But now, he thought, they were different after all.

Because he is entitled to the answer.

No longer being perfunctory, no longer being concealed to the end-he can ask, he should have.

Xue Lanling turned his head to look at him, and slowly said: "If those things hadn't happened, maybe the me now would have really inherited my father's hard work and become the head of the Chongshan Sect. One, do all good deeds, eradicate the strong and help the weak, and assist the wilderness."

Having said that, Bai Yuxiao tapped lightly on the palm of his hand, and Xue Lanling's eyes were filled with smiles.

——"I will chat with drunkards, drink alcohol when I am here, and never go home if I am not drunk. I will go shopping all the rouge shops in the Central Plains with Aunt Ming, and buy all the rouge jewelry that my mother loves. I will follow my father's teaching Next, I will become an upright person, who will not resort to unscrupulous means, and who does not understand what it means to lose. Everything will be very good."

Xue Lanling's words were very soft.

He didn't seem to be in pain, he wasn't sad, he was really hopeful in the fantasy that he had never lost.

But every time he said a word, Duan Yishuang felt bitter in his heart.

Until the end, Xue Lanling changed the subject, but said: "But..."

"But what?"

He met Duan Yishuang's eyes, with a smile on his lips, then turned his head away suddenly, looked at the deep sky, and said in a low voice: "If I meet you now when all this has never happened—"

Duan Yishuang widened her eyes slightly and clenched her fingertips nervously.

"I might still like you."

He said, "It seems that no matter when or how old I am, as long as I meet you, I will find you very interesting."

Duan Yishuang couldn't tell what kind of mood she was in.

Duan Yishuang said in a hoarse voice, "I never knew you could say so many nice things."

Xue Lanling said: "Because I didn't think it was necessary before."

Duan Yishuang stared fixedly at his side face, seeing that the soft hair half-hid that beautiful face, as if separated by a layer of ink.

Duan Yishuang asked again: "What exactly did the eight sects do?"

Xue Lanling said: "This matter is actually very similar to Zhuang Jue."

Duan Yishuang asked: "Like?"

Xue Lanling nodded slightly, and said slowly: "There are rumors in the world that there are such peerless secret books hidden in the Chongshan Gate, just because my father once appeared near the underground palace in the Central Plains. No one has ever entered the underground palace, let alone my father. I was instructed by a descendant of Qin Xiuli."

"So, they took advantage of the day when I finished my work, broke into the Chongshan Gate, and used cruel punishments to force them to ask about the whereabouts of the secret book at the top and bottom of the Chongshan Gate, but who of us knows the whereabouts of this book..." Xue Lanling's expression became a little pale, He whispered, "In the end...it was just that they got nothing, and none of the more than [-] people in my Chongshan Gate survived. In order to save me, the drunkard suffered four knives and three swords, and Hong Nianqiao's palm shattered his heart." .”

Xue Lanling said: "I couldn't do anything at the time, my mother asked me to be patient, she blocked the door, and received Li Mingda's six swords alive, and the sound of each sword piercing flesh was so loud. Hong Nianqiao's palm shattered It hurt her heart, Hong Yuquan was afraid that she would not die, so after everyone left, he stabbed her again."

He tilted his head, not knowing where to look.

He said: "She didn't make a sound from the beginning to the end, maybe she was worried that I would be afraid. But I was not afraid. I only hated myself at the time. I just wanted to rush out, but I couldn't do it. Since then, I have been thinking that maybe I am really ruthless, and I am ready for revenge, even though the person I should take revenge the most is actually myself.”

Duan Yishuang did not speak for a long time.

Facing that period of the past, he was unable to comfort or persuade him, so he could only try to resolve the pain in his own way.

So Duan Yishuang said: "Want to fight with me?"

Xue Lanling looked sideways at him.

Then someone moved.

I don't know who drew the sword first, who took off a branch first and used it as an edge.

They staggered their hands, and the sword's edge cut across the night, and the branches reflected the moonlight.

Falling from the top of the tree to the bottom of the tree, there is night with you, and there is also a pleasant fragrance of flowers. Wherever the sword light sweeps, there is a clear glow, and the white clothes are stained with frost.

Xue Lanling looked at it like this, and couldn't tell whether it was the sword light that was more beautiful, or the falling flowers when the branches were swaying.

They passed 76 strokes together.

It may be slapped on the water bank, stirring up two waves of water, or it may fall on the bluestone, and carve a deep mark, which may be high or low. If there are jade stones hitting each other, it may be light or heavy, and there is a hidden clang and mute sound.

This last sword was stopped by Duan Yishuang in front of the pillar.

One step closer, and the branch would be in his throat.

If this is really a sharp and good sword, maybe at this moment, his clothes have been cut and bloodstained.

But his eyes are still bright and bright, contrary to all the indifference and casualness in the past.

Duan Yishuang said: "You will teach me how to practice swords in the future."

Xue Lanling looked at him deeply, and said with a smile, "Okay."

Duan Yishuang said again: "I have never had anything, so now you are my everything."

Xue Lanling took half a step forward.

The branch passed by Duan Yishuang's neck and shoulders, and instantly shattered into powder.

He was placed on the porch pillar by Xue Lanling, and the tile eaves covered the moonlight, but set off the mole of tears hidden in the darkness beautifully.

Xue Lanling kissed his lips.

He heard Xue Lanling say: "I will take you back to the snow mountain, and I will always be your everything."

The author says:

He really loves him.