Square inch by Kyushu

Walking into the carved sandalwood door, Gu An couldn't help but frown at the sight in front of him.

The flowers and trees are supported by the water and the light is shaded, and the tassels are pulled by the dance pavilion and singing platform.

Every plant, every tree, every brick and every tile, and every scene are the same, as if the "Jinghongzhao Studio" in Tianmo Cult with a dull red tone was moved over.

Is this really the tomb of the dumb red tone?

"Looking at Xiao An's expression, I'm afraid this is really the lair of that devil?" Li Muge's eyes rolled, and he knew it.

"You know again?" Gu An gave him an annoyed sideways glance, and pointed to a blue long sword lying on the porch chair: "Then, do you know the origin of this sword?"

Li Muge walked over leisurely, waving his fan.Picking up the long sword and looking at it, he shook his head again.After that, he drew his sword out of its sheath, only to see a burst of sword light burst out in front of him.

The light of the sword is like autumn water, but the energy of the sword is like cold wind.Just getting out of the sheath can already hurt people.

Naturally, Li Muge would not be hurt by it. The moment the sword energy burst out, he had already used the protective energy to block all damage.

"It's really a good sword!" After putting the sword back into its sheath, he couldn't help but give a big praise.

"The sword is a good sword, and it's rare to see one. I wonder if Brother Li has any clues?" Gu An saw a flash of embarrassment in the other party's eyes, and a surge of joy in his heart.

"Such a weapon is indeed rare in the world." Li Muge sighed helplessly. Seeing that Gu An raised his eyebrows, he suddenly frowned, and changed the topic: "But if there is one, there is only one in this world! I guess it is In the past, Kunlun taught Duan Yunyuan's 'Shocking Hong'".

Therefore, An's face darkened and he didn't answer, which was regarded as acquiescing.

"Then do you know whose weapon this is?" Gu An asked again, pointing to a dagger-sized blade next to "Jinghong".

"What kind of weapon is this? It looks so weird?" Li Muge picked up the blade, and found that it looked like one blade, but actually there were five blades.It is only because the blade is extremely thin and fit together that it cannot be seen.

Looking around, he shook his head decisively, expressing that he really stumped himself this time.

Gu An flashed a little pride in his eyes calmly, but pretended to be indifferent: "This is a knife used by Mozun Du Hongyin, called 'Zhaoying'! It's just that he hasn't used it since he became the Mozun. I haven't used it in front of everyone, but I will occasionally practice it a few times in private."

"The wave of green under the sad bridge was once Jinghong Zhaoying. 'Jinghong Zhaoying Studio'? It seems that this dumb red sound has some relationship with Duanyunyuan." Li Muge put down "Zhaoying" and shook his head, picked up the A piece of flower note that was pressed under it, faintly read: like a flower or not like a flower, and no one would hesitate to follow the teaching pendant.

Throwing aside home, thinking is ruthless and thinking.

Haunting and soft intestines, sleepy and delicate eyes, want to open or close.

Dreams follow the wind for thousands of miles, looking for wherever he goes, but also being called by Ying.

Do not hate this flower to fly away, hate the West Garden, the fall is hard to decorate.

Xiaolai and rain, where are the traces?A pool of Ping broken.

Spring is three parts, two parts dust, one part running water.

Looking closely, it's not Yang Hua, but a little bit of Liren's tears.

After reading, he sighed: "I'm afraid these two people not only have some 'relationships'."

Putting the flower note back to its original place, he stretched out his hand and pushed open the door in front of the house.

The inside of the door is the same as the outside, which is an amazing replica of the residence of the dumb red tone.

"The red candles are flickering, and the hibiscus tent is warm. How can you master live like this..." Li Muge paused, then picked up a red brocade robe that hung on the screen: "So fragrant?"

Gu An looked at the wooden comb with a few strands of long hair on the table, and was a little dazed.

During this journey, although what I saw was the restoration of Du Hongyin's former residence, it was not only the style and appearance of this residence that was restored.It seems to be restoring a certain moment in his life.

Otherwise, why are the pens and ink scattered everywhere, the swords and swords randomly placed, the clothes that have been taken off are still hanging on the screen, there is still half a cup of tea in the cup, and the hair on the comb has not been wound yet?

At this time, he suddenly felt a chill down his back, and suddenly felt a cold gaze peeping from behind, silent but terrifying.

He immediately raised his head, and saw a red shadow flashing in the bronze mirror in front of him, erratic like a ghost.

Seeing that Gu An froze suddenly, Li Muge frowned lightly and stared at the bronze mirror.Immediately walked over and patted him and said: "I didn't expect you to look in the mirror so much because of your plain appearance. But I can tell you that it is not auspicious to look in the mirror in the tomb of the dead."

Gu An still did not loosen his brows, and replied after hearing the voice: "It's unlucky!" He turned his head to look at the other party, and continued: "I think I know whose tomb this is."

"who?"

"Break the clouds!"

"But this is obviously the residence of Mute Hongyin, you said it yourself." Li Muge was puzzled in his eyes.

"Although the residence has a dumb red voice, the memory is far away." Gu An turned around and pointed to a painting facing the bronze mirror, "Although the person in this painting has the same eyebrows and expressions as the demon king's dumb red voice, They are quite different, but they are exactly the same in appearance.”

Li Muge followed his fingers, and saw that the person in the painting had clear eyebrows and a calm expression, he was indeed not like the fiery demon with the flowers in full bloom.

There are two lines of words next to the painting. Although I don't know what the person who wrote the inscription intended, it can't help but make people feel sad.

That word says:

The colorful sleeves hold the jade bell attentively.Back then, he was drunk and red.

Dancing down to the heart and moon of the Yangliu Tower, singing the peach blossom fan.

After farewell, we will meet again.A few times the soul dream is the same as the king.

The silver nightmare left tonight, I'm afraid that meeting is in a dream.

At this time, Gu'an's voice sounded again: "As far as I know, Duan Hongyin doesn't like plum blossoms, but only loves beautiful flowers such as peonies and peonies. You can see how many plum blossoms we have met since we traveled together. Related things? One can never put something one doesn't like in one's own grave."

He raised his hand and pointed out the window, and continued: "Although the flowers and plants here are the same as those in Jinghongzhao Studio, the flowers and plants in the yard are arranged the same, but the varieties are quite different. In the real Jinghongzhao Studio, there are no flowers that are not poisonous, and there are no flowers that are not beautiful .”

"And the tea in this cup, Mozun Du Hongyin only drinks, not tea; the red dress on this screen is also far from the style he usually wears; if you look at this comb again, if it is wrapped around The hair with a dull red voice should not be black. When I saw him when I was young, this man already had gorgeous hair."

"So you mean, it's not that Mute Red Yin moved the imprint of her life to this tomb, but someone restored the Mute Red Yin in her memory to her own tomb? But how can you be sure that this person is Duanyunyuan?"

Gu'an pondered for a while, and Fang Youyou said: "Because of 'the waves of green under the bridge of sadness, it was once a shadow of Jinghong', except for him, I can't think of anyone else."

Li Muge didn't ask further questions, but turned his gaze to the painting again, with deep and shallow emotions in his eyes, mixed with embarrassment and regret.

Perhaps, the person in the painting is the real dumb-red tone, or maybe the person in the painting was the real dumb-red tone.

What is the truth, the loess has been cultivated, and it has been scattered into the wind and cannot be heard.

The red candle in front of the tent suddenly shook twice.

Thinking about how infatuated Duan Yunyuan was, he was able to find the thousand-year-old merman's tears to light a candle.

It's just that the dead are gone...

Li Muge suppressed the disappointment in his heart, put on the cynical and casual smile and said: "I remember that Taoist said that after a person dies and becomes a ghost, many memories of his life are gone. So after becoming a ghost, I am afraid that no one can remember anyone, and no one can find anyone. And after death like Duan Yunyuan, it will take a lot of effort to find the dumb red tone and marry him I'm afraid it's no less than practicing to be number one in the world. First, he has to restore the other party's life and piece together the memories of his life, and then use these familiar things to attract his soul; and then he has to remember who he is after death so that his memory will not be lost. "In the end, it's just a matter of luck, if the dumb red voice puts down his obsession and enters samsara, it will be difficult for him to reunite even if he travels through the three realms. But seeing him today, I'm afraid he found him, and it's not in vain."

"People are dead, so what's the use of doing these things?" Gu An leaned his back against the wall, otherwise he always felt that someone behind him was getting chills.

Hierarch, Hierarch, I have served you for three to five years, so why should you be hostile to me?

"People regret it only after they die, and they want to make up for it when they regret it. If you can't do it in life, you have to do it after death. Although it sounds sad, it's better than the story ending abruptly." Li Muge As soon as the words fell, he pressed on Gu An, with a hint of ambiguity in his eyes: "I wonder if Xiao An will give me such a 'magnificent' dowry gift after I die?"

The betrothal gift he mentioned naturally refers to this tomb specially built for marrying the dumb red voice who has become a ghost.

Gu An didn't turn his face coldly this time, but had a malicious smile on the corners of his eyes: "If I were a ghost, I might consider marrying you."

Speaking of the word "marry", he deliberately increased his strength, and at the same time took the opportunity to push Li Muge onto the bed.

He picked his chin with his fingertips and said: "Look carefully, this appearance is not very annoying."

During the process of being "molested" by him, Li Muge kept smiling casually.Seeing that he was about to take his hand back, he quickly held it back.

"Xiao An, why don't you continue?"

Gu An got up and kicked him, and said with a sneer, "Let's talk about it after you become a ghost!"

Li Muge hugged him from behind, his usual coquettish brows drooped at this moment: "Xiao An, actually, I miss you so much."

Candle Shadow shook twice and shed tears.

There is no wind in the house, and the veil beats the ground.

At this moment, time seems to stop at a specific moment.That moment has been replayed thousands of times in Gu Ande's mind, and every time he curls up his body and refuses to wake up.

After Li Muge and Gu An walked out of the tomb, they found that the place where they came out was not the place where they came in.

Standing on the cliff, the two of them saw the white waves undulating under their feet, and the mountain wind blew up bursts of fragrance in an instant.

It is as mighty as the sea, as continuous as snow, overlapping with each other, and it is endless.

If not the world-famous Xiangxuehai, where is it?

At this time, the rising sun was just rising, sprinkled with a little light gold, reflecting the "snow sea" sparkling, like a river of stars falling from the sky.

"Finally caught up." Li Muge wiped the sweat off his face and let out a long sigh of relief.

"What caught up?" Gu An didn't expect to see Xiangxuehai again, and felt more joy than sadness in his heart.

"Today is Qixi Festival, the day when the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl meet." Li Muge looked at Gu An with an expression of "you've been muddling through life", with smiles on his brows and eyes.

Gu An let out an indifferent "Oh", and turned his gaze away somewhat unnaturally.

"Oh what? I gave you such a big gift on Qixi Festival, and you didn't show any sign of it?" Li Muge's tone was a little disappointed and aggrieved.

Knowing that he was pretending, An still complied: "What do you mean?"

"This." Before he finished speaking, he had already placed a kiss on his lips. At that moment, day was like a dream.

Gu Yanxi leaned on a soft couch and slowly opened her eyes.

Looking at the flakes of white floating slowly from the top of his head, a half-smile smile could not help but appear on the corner of his lips.

At this time, a piece of white lightly fell on his lips, making him suddenly resound the kiss just now: that soft kiss that fell on his lips with the faint fragrance of plum blossom, the coolness of the wind, and the warmth of the rising sun. .

Looking at the high palace wall, thinking about the prosperity of the street outside the wall, I wonder if there is a person bragging at the corner of the street and setting up a chess game at the same time.

This is the imperial palace of country Xi, not Xiangxue in the south of the Yangtze River.

It's just that I don't know how much of what I have just experienced is a dream and how much is real?

He suddenly remembered the painting reflected in the candle shadow.

After farewell, we will meet again.A few times the soul dream is the same as the king.

The silver nightmare left tonight, I'm afraid that meeting is in a dream.

I'm afraid that the reunion is in a dream... Heh...

The author has something to say:

I am also working hard to write a special episode at home on Valentine's Day!

But if you do what you love, you won't feel tired.

This story is outside the main drama, and it has something to do with the main drama.But the relationship between the two protagonists is obviously better, and the plot is lighter.

I hope you all enjoy watching, let these two be with you this Valentine's Day!