Doe

Baili Jueming was in a hurry to make a formula to stop the spell, this was a big deal, the two hadn't married yet, the girl's family was most concerned with innocence, she couldn't teach Yu Tingqiu to be taken advantage of by Mu Zhishen.As soon as he closed his hands, Xie Cenguan held him down, and said with a smirk, "How do you know that people don't want to?"

"Fuck you, the girl from the Yu family is your niece, and you're still fucking smiling here." Baili Jueming kicked him.

The two fought back and forth, Pei Zhen shook his head helplessly, and said from the side: "You might as well ask Er Niangzi through sound transmission."

"Can you still transmit sound?" Baili Jueming was taken aback.

"According to my guess, the psychic is only completing the memory of the old master, and the person should still be awake." Pei Zhen said.

Baili Jueming tried as he said, and asked: "Yu girl, what's the matter, do you want to interrupt the spell?"

Yu Tingqiu's reply was very rude, she said: "Get lost."

Baili Jueming: "..."

Immediately afterwards, another person's voice sounded next to my ear, low and light, reminiscent of the sound of water ripples under the moon.

It was Mu Zhishen.

"Senior, stop the technique."

"Your fiancée is not willing, you should discuss it with her." Baili Jueming snorted.

Looking at the people inside, Jia Lin was untying the knot of Ban Zheli's clothes, the two were very close, and Jia Lin's fair face flushed.

Mu Zhishen was silent for a long time, and didn't hear a reply for a long time.

After a while, he finally said, "The three of you walk slowly."

Baili Jueming: "..."

The ground was full of moon shadows, the window was opened a crack, the three of them had already left, and the thick night and milky white moonlight flowed in from there.Ban Zheli and Yu Tingqiu pushed the man onto the bed.His black hair was loose, and he lay on his back in the bedding.The quilt is made of Han silk, smooth and bright red, which makes the person in the quilt flawless.She stretched out a finger, traced upwards along the blue meridian on his arm, passed over his shoulder, and stopped on his muscular chest.Mu Zhishen has always been quiet and indifferent, she didn't know that he could be so sweet and touching.

She felt his stiffness, and her heartbeat beat like a drum under her fingers.Her heart is also pounding, is it her heart beating?Or Banjali?I can't tell the difference anymore.He probably didn't know that the spell could be stopped, right?When asked, I blame Baili Jueming and those three bastards who joined in the fun.

That's right, that's it.

In the sweltering air, she broke her heart, lowered her head and kissed Mu Zhishen's lips, and put down the curtain with one hand, the charming crimson red was like a thin mist, covering their naked bodies that were close together.It's late at night, the flowers and branches are silent, and all the desires are still there, only the wild thrush is still barking outside the window.

From then on, Kalim became Panjali's servant.In the early morning, Ban Zheli woke up, the twilight of the sun was shining across her brows, she turned her face, and saw Jia Lin kneeling under the bed with lowered eyebrows, waiting to put on her shoes.While she washed her mouth and face, he cleaned her feet, and anointed her feet with a balm made of lard and spices, scooped out of tin cans.The refreshing fragrance flowed in the air, and Jialin gently stroked the insteps and soles of the beautiful feet with rough and warm palms, and then put on white socks and moccasin boots for her.

He did these things very well, and when he was young, he was at the side of Banjili, and these were his responsibilities.It wasn't until Bunjali suddenly replaced all the attendants that he left the princess and joined the archer guard.After many years, they had all grown up, and he returned to the side of the princess again.Yu Tingqiu could tell that he was very happy.He prostrated himself at her feet in a loyal and humble gesture.

Ban Zhali looked at his pitch-black hair, but said: "You have held the bow and arrow for too long, your hands are too rough, and your stomach is uncomfortable. In the future, you don't need to serve closely, and you can be a lonely horse-riding entourage."

Jialin froze for a moment and said nothing.

He was originally a warrior, and his hands should hold bows and long swords, not the feet of the princess.Yu Tingqiu also thinks this arrangement is good, but regrets that he can no longer sleep with Mu Zhishen at night.In the evening, when he returned to his dormitory, he saw Jia Lin kneeling and sitting under the bed without saying a word.

Ban Zhali frowned, "Why haven't you left yet?"

Jialin stretched out his hands to her and showed her his palms.It was covered with red scars, and it was he who had scratched his calluses.

"Is that okay?" He asked softly.

Ban Zhali was silent for a while, and tapped his palm with a horsewhip, "Galim, your hands are full of scars, and they are still very rough."

Jialin's face dimmed a little, he bowed his head and saluted, "Yes."

Ban Zhali suddenly asked: "I remember that you were 14 years old when you went to the Archer Guard. Are you [-] this year?"

"Yes." Jia Lin said, "Two years older than the princess."

"It's time to get married," Banzhali looked down at him, "Maid Fusang, do you like her? I will give you a grace to marry her back home. If you get married, Mrs. Zhu will have nothing to do." Put you here as my ear."

Jialin lowered his eyes and said, "I don't like it."

"Jia, that girl is cute and cute. She just turned eighteen this year, so she is very suitable for you."

"do not like."

Ban Zhali frowned, "You're quite picky. Why, after working in the guards for a few years, have you become more discerning?"

"Isn't Jialin serving you well?" Jialin's eyes were lonely, "The princess once said that she allowed me to be a servant serving the towel."

Is this guy accusing her of breaking her promise?He has always been submissive, and Ban Zhali has never seen him look like a man.She said: "Jialin, I take care of you because you have been with me, and try to get you back to the guards. You must know what is good and what is wrong. That day, Mrs. Zhu's people are eavesdropping outside. If I don't touch You, she will talk in front of the prince again, saying that I look down on her." She felt that she was a bastard who played with Jialin's innocence, and said discouragedly, "Forget it, I owe you. Among my maids, you choose one who is pleasing to the eye. , say, who do you like?"

Jia Lin spoke, with a soft voice, as if talking about an unattainable wish.

"I like Banjali."

"What?" Banjali thought she had heard wrong.

He raised his head, stared at Ban Zhali, and said, "I like you."

Wild thrushes are calling outside the window, and mottled tree shadows slant across the window screen.I don't know why, but the night with the moon is always very quiet.

A lowly servant who uttered such rebellious words.In Marsang, a slave is a slave, a slave's child is a slave, and a slave is a slave forever and ever.Ban Zhali smiled, "Your vision is indeed high. Go down, tomorrow I will go hunting in the village, and I want to see you among my entourage."

"Jia Lin won't say anything to Mrs. Zhu, please rest assured, princess." After Jia Lin finished speaking, she kowtowed and left.

After that, Jialin never stepped into Banjili's bedroom.Not only Yu Tingqiu regretted it, but Baili Jueming and Xie Cenguan also sighed endlessly, betting on whether Jialin would ever sleep on Ban Zhaili's bed again.Inviting Pei Zhen to place a bet, Pei Zhen meditated by himself, folded his hands and closed his eyes, refusing to participate in such a boring game.Time flies in the illusion, the sun rises and the moon sets, light and shadow shuttle.Many things happened in the Wangzhai, ranging from Wang Jun's health decline, the increasingly tense relationship between Banzhaili and Mrs. Zhu, to the fact that chickens and ducks were stolen frequently in the village.Hearing news from Brother Baili again, it was Bailidu who came to say goodbye.

"I have something to do at home, I have to rush back to take care of the housework." Baili Du said, "Wang Jun's head wind disease has not completely recovered, brother will give Wang Jun two more injections, and then return to the Central Plains."

Banzhali thanked Bailidu, "Are you still used to living in Masang these days? I heard that chickens and ducks have been stolen many times today. Have you ever been disturbed?"

Behind Bailidu, the former Baili Jueming turned his face, and said coolly, "There are many chickens and ducks, but there is one more crazy woman."

Bailidu frowned, displeased with his words, and called out reproachfully, "Cassia."

Banjali seemed to know the whole story, and said with a blushing smile: "She seldom gets close to outsiders, even the people in the clan. Masang holds a big sacrifice once a year, when the deaf people bring back Tianyin from West Nanda. , she will wake up from her long sleep and pray for Marsang. At other times, she is mostly asleep. If she causes any loss to the two of you, feel free to report here."

Bailidu frowned, "Sleeping..."

Banjali shrugged, "She is different from us. Her age is much, much longer than ours. She was like this when the prince's grandma was around. Now she is an adult, and she is still like this. After such a long time, day after day It's so boring every day, so she chose to sleep." She looked at the silent young man in black, "If she bothers Mr. Erlang, go and talk to her alone."

The young man in Xuanyi turned his face away, and said somewhat uncomfortably, "No need, I'm used to it."

Baili Jueming leaned aside, listening to them quietly.There were countless questions in his mind, how could the immortal goddess become such a terrifying ghost mother?But it was not time to answer all the questions. He looked at the twinkling stars in the sky, and at the place where the distant mountains stood, where there was a towering glazed pagoda.There was a small window above, and he seemed to see a woman with long hair leaning on the window sill, counting the stars like him.

Not long after that, the former Baili Jueming also left.Wang Jun's headache is cured, but people are always going to grow old and die. Even Baili Jueming, who is highly skilled in medicine, can't reverse this torrential trend.Banjali practiced it for him, drank three jugs full of wine, and when he returned to his room at night, he walked in a flutter, as if he was stepping on a cloud.Someone helped her in and carried her to the bed.The candlelight flickered, blending with the ancient moonlight, the appearance of the person in front of him gradually stabilized, his iron-gray eyes were as deep as a lonely ancient well.

Ban Zhali pressed his forehead to his forehead and asked with a smile, "Do you like me?"

He responded hoarsely: "I like it."

"I'm in a good mood today, I'll give you a favor," Ban Zhali pressed him on the bed, lowered her body and kissed his lips, "I promise you to like me for one night."

In the morning, Ban Zheli woke up with a headache due to a hangover, turned her face away, and saw the naked Jialin draped in a red carpet, kneeling under the bed.Ban Zhali recalled the absurdity of last night slowly, and said that he was not allowed to come in. She was drunk and obsessed with sex, so she forgot all about it.The man drooped his eyelashes and remained silent, and there was still a red mark on his neck left by Banjali.

Having a headache, Bunjali pressed her head and sighed, "I drank too much last night."

"Jialin knows." Jialin said.

"Put on your clothes, go out, and stay away from me from now on, for your own good," Banzhali said.

Kalin didn't move.

Banjali coaxed him patiently, "It was my fault that you fell asleep, and there will be no next time. You can go."

Jia Lin's eyes silently turned to the broken cloth clothes on the ground, and then to Ban Zhali.Banjali also saw it, and it turned out that Jialin didn't leave because she tore his clothes last night.

There was a sudden commotion outside the door, many people were running hurriedly, and the footsteps were pounding.A series of human voices passed under the window, and it seemed that more and more people gathered together.

A slave ran in and shouted, "Princess! Princess! Alanna has come out of the tower!"

"Gu already knew." Ban Zhali said impatiently.

"Also," the slave blushed, and said loudly, "The goddess is going to jump off the building!"

Pan Zhali was startled, and hurriedly put on her boots, she didn't have time to comb her hair, she put on clothes as she walked, not forgetting to call someone to bring clothes to Jia Lin.The slave led her to the scripture hall outside the window of Wangzhai on the fourth floor. Many people had already occupied the windows, and all of them stretched their necks to look out.Baili Jueming also squeezed in, pushing back those who blocked his view.

Alanna, Alanna, he recited the name silently, and felt a dull pain in the back of his mind again.What did that woman look like before she was alive, and what kind of person was she?He has gone deep into the memory of the Masang people, but he always passes her by again and again.There is fear and palpitation in my heart, as if I can reach out a hand and touch a terrible nightmare.His right hand couldn't help shaking. He was afraid, but he still moved forward.

Finally coming to the edge of the window, he followed everyone's line of sight and saw the girl on the platform below.It was the third floor of Wangzhai, and the thick walls were thicker than those of the fourth and fifth floors, so there was an extra spacious platform.Originally designed as an archery platform for archers, there are many arrow holes on the black wall covered with ivy.The girl in the red dress stood on the stage, her skirt fluttering in the wind.Her back was facing everyone, and Baili Jueming could only see her slim back and her white and shining ankles.

She shouted: "Brother Jueming, catch me!"

A man's voice came from below: "Alanna, don't jump!"

Just as Baili Jueming climbed up the window and was about to jump off, the woman took off the necklace around her neck and put it on the ground, turned around with her face covered, leaned back, and fell off the high wall.Everyone exclaimed and held their breath, only to see that her figure was like a fluttering red silk, submerged in the howling wind.

The high wall blocked their view, and no one knew whether the man who was about to return to the Central Plains had caught Alanna.Everyone waited, and after a while, a man riding a horse appeared from the back, galloping towards the lush and lush forest in the distance.A girl sat in his arms, with black hair and red silk fluttering wantonly.

"Alanna!" Everyone yelled like crazy, "The heavenly maiden has escaped! The heavenly maiden has escaped!"

Ban Zheli ordered with a livid face: "The riders go out of the village, stop them! Don't hurt the goddess!"

The gate of the village was opened, and countless archers rushed out of the Wangzhai on horseback. Suddenly, a dark tide flooded the green grassland.Jialin was also among them, with a long arrow on the bow, aiming at the head of Baili Cassia who was galloping in the distance.The bowstring was fully drawn, and the pitch-black arrows were like flying stars, howling and tearing through the long wind.The man in black tilted his head, and the arrow grazed his face, bringing out bright red blood.Without blinking, he held the front end of the arrow. The moment he held it, the arrow burned and disappeared into ashes.More arrows struck, weaving into a black rain.He leaned down and protected the girl under his body.Behind them, Marsang's archers approached rapidly, and the sound of horseshoes was like thunder.

Fewer people can't beat more people. The news of Wangzhai will spread to all Yangmuzhai and Yinmuzhai. The guards of Qianyan Zhai will hold the line of defense. Tiannv and Baili Jueming cannot escape from their encirclement.

However, at this moment, countless cyclone circles appeared in front of the dense forest, the air seemed to condense, and silver ripples appeared from the center.The virtual doors opened one after another, the cyclones became one piece, and the scene in the middle gradually became clear.The Xu Gate connects Baochen Mountain and Ma Sang, and men in white clothes lined up like mountains and seas step out of the Xu Gate and point their swords at Ma Sang.The disciples of the Yuan family shot their arrows first, and the golden arrow flew over the heads of the man and woman in the front, and flew towards Ma Sang's archer like a bird.Many people's horses were hit by arrows, and the archers fell to the ground.Calinle stopped his horse, drew out his long knife, and shot down a golden arrow.

The man and Alanna jumped into Xianmen Erlang's formation, and the formation split apart and closed again, protecting Alanna and him behind him.

Ban Zhali rode out and shouted from a distance: "People from the Central Plains, what do you mean?"

The man in white clothes left the queue silently, revealing the man in green clothes behind him.The man had a smile on his lips, his brows brightened.He stood at the very center of everyone, possessing an immobile majesty.The former Baili Jueming came to him on horseback, he stretched out his hand to Alanna, and Alanna dismounted with his hand.

"Bailidu," Banzhali suppressed her anger, "send the goddess back!"

Someone in the fairy gate angrily scolded: "Bold, how dare you call the great master by his name!"

Bailidu glanced at him, but only gave him a light glance, as if there were countless drifts of frost, the man froze immediately, and retreated back in fear.Bailidu took a step forward and bowed to Banzhaili.

He opened his mouth, his voice becoming clearer and clearer like rings striking each other: "Thanks to Masang for taking care of him for many days, Bailidu has nothing to do with it, Alanna, I took it away."

Everyone in Wangzhai was in an uproar, and many people were aggrieved.Baili Jueming stood on the high platform and looked at them who were facing each other. Among the white-clothed crowd, Alana's red dress was as bright as fire, and like a knife, it was so dazzlingly bright.Too far away, Alanna's face was still blurred like fog, and he still couldn't see her face clearly in the end.

The girl waved vigorously at the people in Wangzhai, then put her hands over her mouth and shouted loudly: "I'm sorry, I put the six-petal lotus heart on the arrow stand, you can find someone else to be a girl, I want to be with A'Du and A'Du Brother is going to the Central Plains!"

do not go.do not go.

Baili Jueming's head started to hurt again, deep in his heart, the cracks on the setting sun were expanding.

The voice of the wicked boy sounded in his head, but it came so far away, as if it was an echo floating slowly from the gap of time.

——"I really don't understand why they all like you?"

——"No way, I am a heavenly girl who has nothing but beauty. Brat, do you know why I am a heavenly girl? It's not because I eat wind and drink dew, and it's not because I don't age or die, it's because I'm number one in the world—big! Beauty!"

——"Liar, I see you have gray hair. Look, one, two, three."

——"That's because you were born, you idiot!"

"Senior!" Pei Zhen hugged him, "What's wrong with you!"

In the distance, Alanna stepped into the virtual door.The virtual door was slowly closed, and the Masang people watched their celestial daughter disappear at the end of the wind and smoke.

"Don't let her go to the Central Plains, Pei Zhen." Baili Jueming murmured in pain, "You can't go!"

do not go.do not go.

You're going to die... Alana!